08-26-2018, 07:02 AM
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| Abraxan
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Mackenzie Alistaire Mordaunt Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yoji Christopher Reed Ravenclaw First Year x12 x12
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Originally Posted by Lislchen Cameron did NOT know but nodded anyway.
Oh. Well. This was truly a problem then. Cam, too, looked down at the mess to their feet, trying to come up with a solution. "I mean, you could-" Go back. But that, apparently, was not an option for the other boy. Judging by the way he was dramatically showing him his forearm, that is. "Experimented on by whom?" Were his sisters there? Or had it been just random girls in there? Or some of his friends? Or his girlfriend? Boyfriend? This was all important information he had to know BEFORE suggesting something.
Charlie, right. That was the boy's name. Cam nodded, lightly nudging the box with his shoe. "I am. Yeah. You're good." At Chasing. He was not easy to hit with a Bludger. Yeah, going back wasn't an option. Aside from the fact that he didn't know 99.7% of the products being sold there, he wasn't a fool to be a guinea pig a second time around. "Erm...not quite sure? I'm sure they're from Hogwarts, but I'm really REALLY bad at remembering names." a pause and a shrug, "Besides, it all happened too fast for my liking. I guess I was at the wrong place at the wrong time." Charlie had an inkling that they knew him because he played for Hufflepuff. He thought, if he was going to go professional in the future, he might as well get used to the attention.
And...perhaps learn how to say no.
And he did just say he was good??? Charlie hid a sheepish grin by scratching his nose. "Oh, thanks. It's practice I guess. I've been playing Quodpot since I was a kid, and started Quidditch not too long ago in Ilvermorny..." Yes, good old Ilvermorny. "You put up quite a challenge though! I have to do crazy maneuvers to avoid flying bludgers from you." Nod nod. "You play for the U17, yeah? I tried out this year, but I guess I need more practice...I hope to play against you soon next summer." And whoops? Was he babbling? "Right...er, sorry I talk too much." he said picking up the discarded box and threw it in the nearest bin, like a quaffle to a goal post. Score!
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