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Samia · 01-21-2026, 04:05 PM

Adrian opened his mouth to answer and then Marina missed a hoop. Not badly. Not disastrously. Just enough for the quaffle to drift off course. He leaned forward, elbows planting on his knees, fingers curling together tensely. “…Don’t rush it,” he muttered under his breath, not angry. Protective. Like he was holding back the instinct to stand, to interfere with physics itself.

When Marina corrected herself, Adrian's shoulders loosened a fraction Turning his head, he found himself studying Iris now with that familiar, unsettling attentiveness. “Thank you for clarifying,” he added lightly. “One professor.” A pause, mouth tilting. “That actually simplifies things. If Springer benches her again, haunting’s inefficient. I’ll just request a conversation. Politely. Persistently.”

His gaze flicked back to the pitch as Marina threaded the next hoop clean, pride flashing quick and unguarded before he caught himself.

Then Iris’ comment caught up to him.

Adrian glanced back at her, brow lifting, “You know,” he said mildly, “You have a very strange way of telling someone you’d be upset if they died.”

He leaned back again, posture settling into something deceptively easy, “As for familiarity,” he continued, eyes returning to Marina mid-dive, “She rushes when she thinks she’s being watched,” he said quietly, softly -- before adding: “I’ve watched her fly when no one was watching. Trust me, she is better then.”

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Samia Granian Join Date: Jun 2006 Location: sappyville♥ Posts: 21,087 Hogwarts RPG Name: Marina García Massey Gryffindor Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Adrian García Massey Slytherin Fifth Year x5	sappysapper MAJNOO, YO! Adrian opened his mouth to answer and then Marina missed a hoop. Not badly. Not disastrously. Just enough for the quaffle to drift off course. He leaned forward, elbows planting on his knees, fingers curling together tensely. “…Don’t rush it,” he muttered under his breath, not angry. Protective. Like he was holding back the instinct to stand, to interfere with physics itself. When Marina corrected herself, Adrian's shoulders loosened a fraction Turning his head, he found himself studying Iris now with that familiar, unsettling attentiveness. “Thank you for clarifying,” he added lightly. “One professor.” A pause, mouth tilting. *“That actually simplifies things. If Springer benches her again, haunting’s inefficient. I’ll just request a conversation. Politely. Persistently.”* His gaze flicked back to the pitch as Marina threaded the next hoop clean, pride flashing quick and unguarded before he caught himself. Then Iris’ comment caught up to him. Adrian glanced back at her, brow lifting, “You know,” he said mildly, “You have a very strange way of telling someone you’d be upset if they died.” He leaned back again, posture settling into something deceptively easy, “As for familiarity,” he continued, eyes returning to Marina mid-dive, “She rushes when she thinks she’s being watched,” he said quietly, softly -- before adding: “I’ve watched her fly when no one was watching. Trust me, she is better then.” __________________ ......................let's be reckless, unaffected, running out until we're breathless ...............let's be hopeful, don't get broken, and stay caught up in the moment ♥