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Zoe · 08-22-2013, 06:57 AM

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Originally Posted by LilFox06

Carter's eyes twitched slightly at the approach of the next supporter. Colin MacKenzie. 'MacKenzie." the Puddlemere Chaser greeted. And that was enough of a polite response from him. He'd let Sherman and the fan boy take care of that.

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Originally Posted by lemon

No. No, SHERMAN FIRST. His autographs before the rude kid's one? Yes? Okay?

"Yes, please, sir! Sherman Clark, big fan." He would have stretched over the booth and GRABBED Colin MacKenzie's hand and given it a REAL HEARTY shake, but he was more professional than that. Obviously.

And also germs.

What was.. what was he supposed to give him? For his autograph? Would it be unprofessional to ask him to sign a body part? Hastily, the elderly man undid the tie around his neck and nudged it toward him. Yes. Yes, sign the zoo tie. Lucia wouldn't be too happy, but.. y'know. Whatever. Wives. Hmph. Alice would get it.

Oh, speaking of Alice. "Would you sign something for my granddaughter, too?" Pretty please?

He also hoped that Carter wasn't listening to his childish player obsession. Puddlemere United... Magpies.. didn't.. whatever. Sherman was getting an AUTOGRAPH.

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Originally Posted by Tegz

YUSSSSSSS AUTOGRAPHYUSSSS YUSSSS. Inwardly West was all celebratory, right up until he noticed the little old man there.

The little old man that was his girlfriend's grandfather.

The little old man that knew that West had kissed someone else.

Had Alice explained everything? That it was okay now? That he'd just been all emotionally overWHELMED and that he was sane again?

He was TORN now. Between COLIN MACKENZIE and feeling all.... awkward and abashed and like slinking away because of circumstances. Not that West was a slinker. He stood up straighter and looked at Mr. Clark. Oh. Something for Alice too? West was gonna ask that.

But in the mean time... West rummaged in his bag an came up with a sheet of parchment (with the Daily Prophet logo on the top) that had all the times of all the Magpies matches, training session, and press interviews over the summer printed neatly upon it. He held it out loosely for Colin Mackenzie to take. He figured it needed an explanation so he didn't look like a crazy stalker, and to prove he had the information for legitimate reasons.

"Could you sign this, sir? I've got this because I'm a Junior Quidditch Correspondent with the Daily Prophet this summer sir," AND A QUIDDITCH FANATIC. BUT NOT A STALKER. "And I play for Slytherin at Hogwarts." And they'd won the Quidditch Cup by a landslide and all the previous term.

Also.... he peeked at Mr. Clark, and sort of mumbled, "Sir, Um.... if... if one of you duplicated this," He couldn't because underage magic and all, "Then maybe Mr Mackenzie could sign one for Alice too." Proper memorabilia then see?

Colin couldn’t help but smirk a bit with all the attention that he was getting right now. Not that it was anything new for him. But it was just oh-so-very funny that there was another Quidditch player on the other side of the booth that was not getting any attention from fans. Though there was no reason for him to lie to himself. Carter was a decent player. But not as good as he was, of course. Maybe after he retired Carter would have his moment in the spotlight. Until then he would be signing things for these wonderful fans of his.

He watched as the old man and the boy got whatever it was they wanted him to sign. Sherman had slipped off his tie and was nudging it over to him eagerly. This didn’t faze Colin at all. He had signed weirder things than the nifty zoo tie before. Then West looked through his bag and handed over a piece of parchment that had quite a bit of writing on it. Was that his teams schedule on it? If it hadn’t been for the logo on it, this coach would have been a bit concerned about why and how he had gotten this information.

Shortly after the men handed over their things, Colin set them down on the table, took out his wand, and flicked it twice. The parchment the boy had given him doubled and a quill with magical ink perfect for signing just about anything appeared. Satisfied with his wand work, Colin started doing what he did best (besides all things Quidditch, of course). When he was done, he handed the tie and pieces of parchment back. “Here you go, boys!”

Photos!: West

Photos!: Sherman

Photos!: Alice

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Zoe Forum Manager Honeydukes Mod Quibbler Mod Werewolf Join Date: Nov 2006 Location: Oz Posts: 64,705 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ariel Scamander Gryffindor Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Freya Snakebark Slytherin Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Ousmane Diomandé Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Rajan Patil Ravenclaw Fourth Year Ministry Department Head: Franklin Paton Law Enforcement Ministry Department Head: Almer Toots Transportation x8 x8	Bathes in Maple Syrup \| Dancing Lobster \| Moy Pomidor \| Seneca's Beard \| That Is So Fetch! Text Cut: quotes Quote: Originally Posted by LilFox06 Carter's eyes twitched slightly at the approach of the next supporter. Colin MacKenzie. 'MacKenzie." the Puddlemere Chaser greeted. And that was enough of a polite response from him. He'd let Sherman and the fan boy take care of that. Quote: Originally Posted by lemon No. No, SHERMAN FIRST. His autographs before the rude kid's one? Yes? Okay? "Yes, please, sir! Sherman Clark, big fan." He would have stretched over the booth and GRABBED Colin MacKenzie's hand and given it a REAL HEARTY shake, but he was more professional than that. Obviously. And also germs. What was.. what was he supposed to give him? For his autograph? Would it be unprofessional to ask him to sign a body part? Hastily, the elderly man undid the tie around his neck and nudged it toward him. Yes. Yes, sign the zoo tie. Lucia wouldn't be too happy, but.. y'know. Whatever. Wives. Hmph. Alice would get it. Oh, speaking of Alice. "Would you sign something for my granddaughter, too?" Pretty please? He also hoped that Carter wasn't listening to his childish player obsession. Puddlemere United... Magpies.. didn't.. whatever. Sherman was getting an AUTOGRAPH. Quote: Originally Posted by Tegz YUSSSSSSS AUTOGRAPHYUSSSS YUSSSS. Inwardly West was all celebratory, right up until he noticed the little old man there. The little old man that was his girlfriend's grandfather. The little old man that knew that West had kissed someone else. Had Alice explained everything? That it was okay now? That he'd just been all emotionally overWHELMED and that he was sane again? He was TORN now. Between COLIN MACKENZIE and feeling all.... awkward and abashed and like slinking away because of circumstances. Not that West was a slinker. He stood up straighter and looked at Mr. Clark. Oh. Something for Alice too? West was gonna ask that. But in the mean time... West rummaged in his bag an came up with a sheet of parchment (with the Daily Prophet logo on the top) that had all the times of all the Magpies matches, training session, and press interviews over the summer printed neatly upon it. He held it out loosely for Colin Mackenzie to take. He figured it needed an explanation so he didn't look like a crazy stalker, and to prove he had the information for legitimate reasons. "Could you sign this, sir? I've got this because I'm a Junior Quidditch Correspondent with the Daily Prophet this summer sir," AND A QUIDDITCH FANATIC. BUT NOT A STALKER. "And I play for Slytherin at Hogwarts." And they'd won the Quidditch Cup by a landslide and all the previous term. Also.... he peeked at Mr. Clark, and sort of mumbled, "Sir, Um.... if... if one of you duplicated this," He couldn't because underage magic and all, "Then maybe Mr Mackenzie could sign one for Alice too." Proper memorabilia then see? Colin couldn’t help but smirk a bit with all the attention that he was getting right now. Not that it was anything new for him. But it was just oh-so-very funny that there was another Quidditch player on the other side of the booth that was not getting any attention from fans. Though there was no reason for him to lie to himself. Carter was a decent player. But not as good as he was, of course. Maybe after he retired Carter would have his moment in the spotlight. Until then he would be signing things for these wonderful fans of his. He watched as the old man and the boy got whatever it was they wanted him to sign. Sherman had slipped off his tie and was nudging it over to him eagerly. This didn’t faze Colin at all. He had signed weirder things than the nifty zoo tie before. Then West looked through his bag and handed over a piece of parchment that had quite a bit of writing on it. Was that his teams schedule on it? If it hadn’t been for the logo on it, this coach would have been a bit concerned about why and how he had gotten this information. Shortly after the men handed over their things, Colin set them down on the table, took out his wand, and flicked it twice. The parchment the boy had given him doubled and a quill with magical ink perfect for signing just about anything appeared. Satisfied with his wand work, Colin started doing what he did best (besides all things Quidditch, of course). When he was done, he handed the tie and pieces of parchment back. “Here you go, boys!” Photos!: West Photos!: Sherman Photos!: Alice __________________