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HaRoHeGiNeLu · 05-13-2012, 04:26 PM

Text Cut: Marcelo

"Marcelo, then," she nodded. It was still a funny name, but at least it seemed she could pronounce it. "You know, you should just introduce yourself as such if you're so bothered by people saying, 'Joahoo' wrong." Words of advice from Ellie Stone.

She almost relaxed when he'd said he didn't play. Only, it was absolutely impossible to when he said he cared. Shame. Why couldn't people either play Quidditch, or have no interest in it at all. Why were there people hovering around the middle. Unless, of course, they'd tried out and didn't make it. Then, she supposed, that was an excusable reason for this bi-loyalty-ness. Though, how embarrassing was that?

Will she work on tactics? Marcelo had to be kidding, right? "Not with that answer, I'm not," she said, placing a hand on her binder, keeping it closed. He wasn't going to see anything. They had to win this year, and even though she didn't think of Slytherin as the team to beat, she couldn't have them knowing her stuff, either.

Her eyes remained narrowed as she stared at the kid, anticipating his next move. Would he try and pry into Jacob's bag? Or take the binder that was already out away from her?

Or would he leave so she could finally use her birthday gift in peace?

05-13-2012, 04:26 PM	#228 (permalink)
HaRoHeGiNeLu Bicorn Join Date: Feb 2010 Location: EST Posts: 16,579 Hogwarts RPG Name: Valerie Warren First Year x8	Satisfied Neon Text Cut: Marcelo Quote: Originally Posted by Deniiz João nodded without a hesitation. "I prefer Marcelo, yes." Because 'John' wasn't his name, his name was João, quite Portuguese. He hated nicknames whatsoever. João or Marcelo. No 'Joe's, 'Marcy's, no nothing but those two. Moving on. João was startled by her sudden, almost accusing questions. He moved himself back instinctively as if expecting her to jump on him any second--and he did expect that for real for a moment. Frowning at her, he said, as much as he could remember, "I don't play it--but sure I care my house's success." His frown got deeper. He wasn't angry though, he was trying to understand this sudden outburst. Oh. Realisation dawned on him a few seconds later. "Will you work on your tactics and such?" Because if she was, he would sure take a peek. And he wasn't moving anywhere. If she wished, she could find some tree else. "Marcelo, then," she nodded. It was still a funny name, but at least it seemed she could pronounce it. "You know, you should just introduce yourself as such if you're so bothered by people saying, 'Joahoo' wrong." Words of advice from Ellie Stone. She almost relaxed when he'd said he didn't play. Only, it was absolutely impossible to when he said he cared. Shame. Why couldn't people either play Quidditch, or have no interest in it at all. Why were there people hovering around the middle. Unless, of course, they'd tried out and didn't make it. Then, she supposed, that was an excusable reason for this bi-loyalty-ness. Though, how embarrassing was that? Will she work on tactics? Marcelo had to be kidding, right? "Not with that answer, I'm not," she said, placing a hand on her binder, keeping it closed. He wasn't going to see anything. They had to win this year, and even though she didn't think of Slytherin as the team to beat, she couldn't have them knowing her stuff, either. Her eyes remained narrowed as she stared at the kid, anticipating his next move. Would he try and pry into Jacob's bag? Or take the binder that was already out away from her? Or would he leave so she could finally use her birthday gift in peace? __________________ a *practical* person, who *may be considered a perfectionist, perhaps you like being organised* or *paying close attention to detail*, you are...