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Originally Posted by LilFox06  Kaycee nodded. "Yeah. I want to go on a tour or something for a few years then work in a dance studio." She honestly couldn't live without dance. It was that much a part of who she was.
It was actually really awesome to meet someone so impassioned about a sport.
She then looked between the two. Should she... *ahem* give them some room? Or they could just hold hands in front of her. That was cool too?
"I didn't realize that quiddtich was recognizable." It wasn't like... chopping wood or playing guitar. Quidditch induced hand calluses just didn't even occur to her as likely. Quote:
Originally Posted by Symphora Silas listened to Kaycee's goal to becoming a professional dancer. "That sounds amazing. Will you show us some of your skills one day?" he asked, interested to watch her perform on stage. Too bad, he got two left feet. He couldn't dance to save his life. He tried, but all he did is embarrassed himself in the middle of the dance floor. Thank merlin, for Quidditch. Silas big retiring dream was to become a known Quidditch coach for the Italian National League team. Absurd, far-fetched though as it may sound, he knew without any doubt that he had fallen in love with the sport and he was going to die trying. Yes, he was quite determined one might say.
He couldn't help but be amused by Paige reaction. He didn't mind, it wasn't as if he would pull his hand away because that would be rude and inconsiderate of him. In fact, he was enjoying the feel of her fingers tracing the calluses on his palm. He chuckled, "Yes, my hands are quite beaten up from holding onto my broomstick for very long. They've been hit with splinters and injuries more often that I could count them myself."
Honestly, Paige could never grow tired of hearing people talk about their passions. There was a glimmer that appeared in a person's eyes when they had found their calling and it was one of the more beautiful parts of life seeing that glimmer glow brighter and spread over another's entire body until they just radiated enthusiasm. So, although still humble for now, Kaycee and Silas could continue to speak as much as they wanted. She would try to keep up - seeing as she was less than a novice when it came to either topic.
As for the calluses...well...there was nothing specific to indicate that they were quidditch...it was just...a feeling and a flash she had upon contact. Something she sheepishly kept to herself while chewing on her lower lip.
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Blue eyes glancing out the window, Paige realized they were starting towards the final portion of their journey. Flustered, she figured this would be a polite way to dismiss herself. "I best...go get changed into my robes," she squeaked. "I'll see you both at the feast, yeah?"
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