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Skyler smiled and nodded a bit. "Yeah, that's right. This is my brother Caleb." Caleb nodded. He waved a bit not really talking. |
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SPOILER!!: Conley! <3 That slow smile spread across Sachin’s face. Conley was right, he did know him more than that. They had only been dating for about two months but Conley’s abysmal eating habits was something that Sachin constantly tried to remedy. He watched the man be distracted by a noisy child and thought nothing of it. “Paneer and chili naan,’’ he repeated patiently. “It is spicy and I know you’re not scared of spicy food... right?’’ He was just teasing. “Paneer zindagee hai ... chaay ke baad. Paneer is life... after tea.’’ The Ambassador pretended to scoff. “When kneazles fly,’’ was his reply as he moved towards the food stand that sold the Indian food. “Yeah, well, you’re going to owe me a five course Greek meal.’’ He wasted no time in ordering them the paneer and chili naan, extra spicy. “You can choose what we get to drink since I suggested the food, Con.’’ His tone was soft so that no one could hear the nickname used to refer to Conley. After all, their relationship was still a low-key one. In any case, it was so noisy that he doubted anyone could overhear them. |
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Caleb nodded and smiled a bit. "It's nice to meet you," he looked at Skyler and back at Hanna. "I'm going to look at the other booths," he said and started walking off. Skyler sighed glad that he finally left. "I don't mind him but I want to do things on my own fpr a bit, you know?" |
SPOILER!!: Sachin :-* He still hadn’t caught what Sachin was suggesting for food, distracted as he was by the man speaking Hindi; he didn’t know what he was saying, but he sounded so good saying it! So he was glad that the man had walked over to the vendor to get the food himself. He didn’t mind spicy food so long as it wasn’t going to set his hair on fire. He followed the man over to the vendor a little distracted by all the noise and things to see. He got a little distracted by the nearby kids that appeared to be attempting to flirt. ”What about – oh.” He looked over the menu. ”What is Aam pana?” he asked looking over the menu. ”No, it’s going to be a dinner at the Lapérouse,” followed by a walk along the Seine. But he kept that comment to himself. And just like he said that he got an idea. ”I’ll be right back.” He gave the man’s arm a quick squeeze and then wandered off. A few minutes later he was back carrying an Indian flag and a Union Jack, a British ribbon rosette pinned to his shirt. He handed the Indian flag and rosette over to Sachin. ”Something to commemorate this outing.” |
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He nodded at the choices and paid for their matching gear. "Cool." he said with a half grin. He then held out her hat and jersey to her. "Should we put them on now?" Might as well, right? If they were going to match might as well go all out right away. |
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"Cool!" She repeated, grinning and taking the hat and jersey from him. She lifted the jersey up for a bit to see the entire thing before slipping it on. "What do you thiiiink?" She asked, adjusting the cap on her head as well to match the look. And yes, that definitely meant that they were putting them on now. |
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Looking up, she raised an eyebrow at the boy standing in front of her who.. looked rather nervous? And tall. Oh so very tall! Picking up the pen, she dropped it into one of the many bags that he was carrying while giving him a polite smile. “I guess you’ve done a lot of shopping.” |
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"You treat me too much She teased with a little laugh. She did love him for that though. She had never felt so happy than when she was with him. "Hmm... maybe we should get matching shirts. We'd look cute" |
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Chocolate was such an amazing thing. Alex kept on grinning at Maddie as they stood in line, his gaze only wavering briefly when a huge amount of chips walked past them. Well, someone HOLDING them but all he could see was the chips so they might as well have just been floating past. How many people were in front of them still? It felt like it was about three hundred. Although in reality it was probably closer to ten. Still, way too many. Alexander Fuchs was very hungry. "Aww, I'm on your list too?" His attention was back on Maddie and he gave her a small amused smirk. "And you forgot about Roxy. She's one of your favorites, too, right?" She WAS part of their odd little family, right? With regard to their order, Alex just nodded along. "I vote we get everything. We can dip the brownies and cake into the ice cream." Yes, perfect plan. They were living such healthy lives. |
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Waiting on the queue for the food line - because what would a sporting event be without food, she gave a small smile to the woman in front of her. "First time at a quidditch cup match?" Probably, since it's only hosted by England once ever like three decades and the woman seemed around her age. |
SPOILER!!: Hello! :) Mia looked over to the girl behind her. People in England really are friendly, but this one doesn't sound English. 'Is that accent American?' Excited at the prospect of making a friend here. "No, actually. I went about four years ago with some friends who had played earlier in the tournament, unfortunately their teams just didn't make it to the final. It was amazing though!" Mia beamed, Quidditch was such an exciting game. "What about you? Have you ever been?" |
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Of course, Temp was pretty easy to shop for. Maybe everyone's family wasn't like that? He looked her over after she put the jersey on. "Looks great." Slips his on with the hat topping his head. "And me?" he asked turning on the spot to model the look. |
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With Hawke also dressed the part, Nico laughed and clapped her hands. One could really tell that she was pretty easy to please too. "NEWT-level outstanding!" Now they were totally ready for this world cup! |
SPOILER!!: Conley! <3 Sachin tilted his head at Conley while waiting for their order. “Something wrong?’’ He was slowly getting to know Conley’s quirks and habits but this one was easily noticeable- the way he got distracted. The Ambassador was in no way looking to make any assumptions hence the reason he asked. “Oh, that’s a drink made from mangoes. It’s mostly used during summer time because it has a cooling effect.’’ Which is why the drink was a great choice to have it there. The summer heat could be overbearing! He simply smiled that slow smile in response to Conley’s convicted response. His boyfriend was so certain of England’s win. For now, he settled for watching Conley go off before turning back to collect their food. He could hardly wait to sink his teeth into the naan. As it was, paneer was his favourite thing ever (after masala chai). He turned back in the direction in which Conley left to see him making his way back. Sachin balanced their foods in one hand to take the flag. “Thanks, Con. But you’re still going to loose.’’ His lips twitched. |
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"Oh wow. Yea the excitement is just surreal!" She shook her head. "Sadly no. This is my first opportunity I've had to go to a World Cup." Crazy with the traveling she'd done in the last three years, but she reckoned it made sense too since before that she was in school and with world cups being hosted only every four years, it didn't coincide with her location previously. "Have you ever been to a Muggle American Baseball game? This reminds me of that, times like A HUNDRED!" |
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"You, Alexander, are a terrible influence. I love it." It worked because she could be one, too. Moving up in the queue, Maddie bounced a bit, thoughts of sugary foods filling her head. "We should go find a mascot after this, get a picture..." She was teasing. He knew she was teasing, right? |
Text Cut: Sachin He shrugged. They could argue all day about who was going to win and who was going to get to eat where when they won, or they could enjoy the spectacle that was the World Cup. He tucked his flag into a back pocket then reached out and snagged the what’s-it-what? from Sachin’s hand. He apparently still needed to get them drinks. He popped some of the food into his mouth. ”Cheesey bread?” he asked while still chewing a little in an attempt to figure out what he was eating. And there came the spice. Oooh…ahh.. better get that drink. He turned walking with the food so that Sachin could put on his rosette, looking as he walked over to the first stall he could find and ordered two pumpkin juices. Maybe they would get ice cream later. He thought he saw a stall down the way for Florean Fortescue. The could always take that to their seats. Maybe with a bag roasted nuts. Yup, Conley was going to enjoy all the stall foods while he could. |
SPOILER!!: Conley! <3 Okay, so it seemed like nothing was wrong which was a relief to Sachin. Conley needed to relax after all that hard work during the course of the year prior to the World Cup. He would see to it that the man did as much as possible. He grinned a little as he watched Conley eat. “Something like that. Achchha laga, hai na? Nice, isn’t it?’’ He always remembered to add a translation into the conversation anytime he slipped into Hindi. Conley might be a man of many languages but Hindi was not something he was familiar with. Sachin followed along while fixing his rosette. Proud fan of the Indian Quidditch team here. It didn’t matter to him whether they win or lost, just as long as they played their best. “How does it look?’’ he asked, showing off the rosette. “Is it crooked?” |
Text Cut: Sachin ”It’s good,” he admitted about the food. He wasn’t certain just yet if it was too spicy or if he just wasn’t used to it. Either way he was glad he had the pumpkin juice. He was about a third of the way through his pumpkin juice as Sachin asked about the rosette. ”Nope,” he said licking his lips a little. ”You look great.” He smiled at the man as he recapped his pumpkin juice and tucked it under his arm. He wanted to reach out and touch him, but restrained himself. Instead he passed the spicy naan back to Sachin. He turned to look the rows of merchant tents. ”Should we get something to take to our seats? Who knows how long the game will last.” He took another bite of the naan he was still holding. ”Or do you want to go to the meet and greet tent? See that guy you and Winnie were talking about?” |
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Text Cut: SilverTiger Someone pushed past Jack who was busy looking around one of the stands. He had been waiting for the shopkeeper to become preoccupied so he could palm that solid gold snitch that was sitting a hand span away. ”You don’t look very impressed,” he stated in American accent. He picked up a hat covered in rhinestones. ”Not your style?” he asked offering it to her. He then picked up another one, this time with a flashing charm made a face and tossed it over that Golden Snitch. Rummaging through a few more things, he went back and picked up that flashy hat (and snitch). He tossed a few coins to the merchant and wandered off. Nobody would notice the missing snitch in all hustle and bustle. Text Cut: nicole black He slipped that solid gold snitch into a hidden inner pocket, then put that garish beanie on his head and continued to walk around a little. A while later, he passed a guy who was overloaded with goodies. A hand reached out as the mark chatted with a young lady and snatched his Lominoculars as he walked past. He could get a few coins for these. Clearly the boy was too busy trying not to drop things and dealing with the crowd to miss them. Text Cut: LilFox06 Jack tucked the Lominoculars into his belt whistling as he walked on down the stalls. He smiled to himself. Was there another stall he could find a goodie at? The golden snitch had been a great find. And then he passed by two youngins' wearing matching hats. Oh no….poor dude!! No! No no...That’s how girls get you. First it's matching hats, then it's his and her jewelry, followed by his and her brooms and finally his and her sinks. Lightening quick - he pulled the flashing beanie off his head and exchanged it with the guy’s. He kept walking as if nothing happened. The guy would later thank him (well, at least in his head). Because there was no way he was going to find him again. Matching hats were ridiculous; no matter how much you were in love. |
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"Oh I've heard it's lovely there! I've always wanted to travel stateside." Mia beamed. She heard there's always a big party there once a year. 'What's it called again? Marni Grad? Marli Grad? She'll think of it, but she's always so bad with that sort of thing.' Mia grinned thinking of her first World Cup, she could practically feel that same excitement in the air again. It was electric! 'Muggle American Baseball? What was that? Muggles don't use their brooms to fly do they? She'd only ever seen them sweep floors with it. Unless it's different in America. That's how her parents did it.' Mia was very confused. "Is it anything like football or cricket? I've seen those muggle games before. My parents are muggle, but my dad was only ever really big on football." |
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The young girl walked closer to her best friend, because she didn't mind bumping into Cecelia. In fact, she'd rather bump into the blonde than into any of those people she didn't know. Who knew, they could be diseased. Did they even wash their hands after they went to the toilet? Catherine bet some of them didn't. The thought alone made her gag. Gross!! As Cecelia mentioned the possibility of getting a jersey, Catherine looked up at some of the merchandise. Those things looked a lot more expensive than anything they could get in Diagon Alley. The brunette eyed the people minding the stand, thinking how clever that was because everyone there probably really wanted to buy those things right there and then, which meant they wouldn't care if they had to pay more. Very clever. But also Cecelia was about to be a victim. "You can get those for a lot cheaper in Diagon Alley." Catherine informed her best friend matter-of-factly. Not that either her family or Cecelia's really struggled with money - much on the contrary. Maybe it didn't matter so much then. "Unless you really want to wear it now." She added with a shrug. And would auntie Ella let Cecelia get said jersey? "I don't think she'd mind." Now, did Catherine want one too? Mmmmm....... she did consider it for a brief moment, but no, thanks. The person at the stand looked like they didn't wash their hands after going to the toilet. |
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