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BanaBatGirl · 09-30-2010, 12:33 AM

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Originally Posted by MeredithRodneyMcKay

Ohhh, the Hufflepuff champion wanted to join them as well? Coolio.

Giggling as he waved like a nutter, Sarah motioned for him to join them. He seemed very excited. "We'd love to have you. Well I would, and I'm sure Trixie wouldn't mind either." She looked at her friend and smiled. Surely she wouldn't. Hehe. "Have you two met before?" Introductions might be good before they start. Especially if they'd need to, you know, communicate with each other.

"Awesome," Fletcher nodded, shoving his hands in his pockets in an attempt to look cool. Yeah no more overexcited squiggly arms for him. "Er.... no?" He had seen the Slytherin around, and thought she was in his year, but you never knew these days....

SPOILER!!: BASEBALL PLAYAS!!

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Originally Posted by Lislchen

Watching Kurumi as she tried to get the box, Jeremy waited for somebody to help her. Anybody. It was so obvious she was having trouble moving the box. But no, nobody obviously cared enough to help her. What was wrong with the people in this class?!

Just as he was about to snap at the class - something he hardly ever did - Kurumi managed to move the box. Slowly, very slowly, but she made it over to them. "Thank you, Kurumi." Jeremy gave her a grin before turning to face his other volunteer...or not.

Sit out?! Jeremy blinked at Lori a few times in confusion. Why would she want to sit out? And she was attached to Cammy? Okay. Totally made sense. Not. "Well, you won't be doing anything in those groups until Cammy-" What a cute nickname. Snort. "-and Kurumi here are done with the demonstration. So, no need to sit out. You'll just be your own group for now." If that made sense. Probably not but he was the teacher here so no objecting.

A bad toe. Right. "No, you can't. We're not going to really play anyway. Not now anyway." He quickly added to stifle any sort of protest from the students. "Don't worry. If you wish to play a real inning then you may stay after class and we'll try to get two teams together, okay?" See? There, compromise.

"So, again, Rubiey, please find a group. Or I'll have to send you to the Healer if you're soo badly hurt." As if. He raised his eyebrows at her for a moment before addressing the whole class again.

In the meantime, Kurumi had thankfully helped Cameron into the appropriate outfit. With a grateful grin towards the younger girl he turned to face Cameron. "You ready? Just try to hit the ball with the bat." Duh, obviously. "Kurumi? If you please." She would know what to do, right? She HAD claimed that she knew how to pitch.

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Kurumi bowed slightly and put the bag of chalk down before picking up one of he baseballs in the box. She made her way to the pitchers mound and hid her free hand in her glove to get the proper grip on the baseball for her two-seam fastball. She waited for Cam to take her spot by homeplate and then Kurumi's eyes focussed entirely on a spot behind Cam right around the girl's waist line - perfect spot to throw a strike. She put her pivot foot on the pitcher's mound and began her wind up motion, raising her left leg to get strong forward movement, and then...

WOOOOOOOOOOSH!

...she threw one of her best fastballs ever - must be the nerves.

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Originally Posted by Lexers

Cam poked her as she laughed. "S'not funnnnny!" She whinged and pouted. "You'd think as a muggle," She said, as Kurumi fixed the helmethtingo, "That'd I'd have some sense of what all this is supposed to do.." But Cam didn't have a clue.

The seventh year, skipped over to the homeplate, flailing the bat round. SHE LOVED HITTING THINGS. TEhehehee. *evil laugh*

Getting in position, she bent her knee's slightly and winked at the fist year. "Ready when you are!"

She had her eyes set. Bat in position. Determined. She aimed to swing. Her eyes caught on the blonde standing next to Sarah and she fought her inate urge to swing in her direction. But that was mean. She was a Prefect and Oliver would kill her. Ohhh.. and then Trixie would reincarnate her, only to kill her again for .. breaking her nail or something.

No. Demonstration time.

KETHUNK

The ball rebounded, soaring into the sky. Cameron snickered, dropped the bat and spriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinted to first base.

"Right.. I got the jist, yeah?" You know.. hit and run?

Fletcher turned slightly from the Head Girl as he spotted the professor and two girls getting ready to play baseball. Ooh, one of them was his fellow Champion! Cool.

Fletcher stared intently from the girl throwing the ball --- ditching, or whatever it was called --- to the girl with the long wooden stick. She was hatting?

"That looks schweeeet," Fletcher said to himself, impressed with the Muggle game. "Are we supposed to go get the ball now or something?" he added as the baseball soared right past him. Why was the hatter running away from it? Was it like hot potato? You didn't want to be left with the ball?

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Originally Posted by feltbeatslover22

Trixie looked over as she heard a voice shouting over at Sarah. The sixth year raised an eyebrow quickly but smiled as the guy came over. Friend? Pft. She had a name. Even though she didn't know him anyway. Well she knew he was a champion and all that but still.

Well she didn't mind if he joined them. She was just about to introduce herself but it seemed that Sarah had already mentioned her name anyway for her.....

Well at least Sarah was fine with her joining her. Though Trix wasn't always the best person to be near when she had a bat in her hand. "Good because I'm joining you anyway" the Slytherin smirked. Did she know anything about Baseball? Hardly. The girl was a pureblood living in remote Wales. She only knew what she had read up on and what her father had told her of his times out in America. "Not really. But I'll give it a shot anyway" she grinned and winked.

"Not at all" the sixteen year old replied after Huffie Champion guy asked to be in their group. "The more the merrier yes?" she grinned. Wait was that even right? "I don't believe we have" Trixie replied after Sarah asked if they had met before. "I'm err...Trixie. Sixth year Slytherin" the Blonde smiled softly.

Trixie was about to say something else when she heard a sudden whack and she turned to see Cammy had already hit the ball and it had lown up somewhere in the air. Not really paying much attention to the whereabouts of the ball, the Slytherin turned away from everyone and went to say something else to Sarah when....

WHACK!

O_________________________O

"Owwwwwwwwwwwww!" the sixteen year cried. Oh. My. Goodness.

She did that on purpose!! This was REVENGE. For something she had done that couldn't she couldn't remember. Well actually she knew PERECTLY well what this was revenge or but still.

Trix glared at Cammy, if only looks could kill, as the Gryffindor ran. A few heavy breaths and she was ready to charge. Just not quite yet. Her head was painful. She rubbed the back of it or a while. That was going to leave a whacking great big bruise. Oh so THIS was how Oliver felt when Trixie had hit him. Oops....

Her face turned a deep shade of red as she continuously GLARED at Ketchup. Give her horns and scrape her feet, she'd look like a bull ready to charge at a red peice of cloth.

"Trixie...... I'm Fletcher," Fletcher nodded. "I'm a sixth year too!" See, he knew she was in his year. He looked back toward the professor to see if he was going to say something about how to play baseball when he heard Trixie exclaim.

Huh? Why was she rubbing the back of her head? "You all right there?" he asked slowly. "You didn't... get HIT did you?!"

Was that how you were supposed to play? By aiming for people?! Because that would be even awesomer.

09-30-2010, 12:33 AM	#80 (permalink)
BanaBatGirl Banshee Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham Posts: 51,216 Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year	Professor Pink \| Mrs. Bruce Wayne \| I'm on a Goat \| Glitterpuff \| Dumbledore's Defense Squad \| BHB Quote: Originally Posted by MeredithRodneyMcKay Ohhh, the Hufflepuff champion wanted to join them as well? Coolio. Giggling as he waved like a nutter, Sarah motioned for him to join them. He seemed very excited. "We'd love to have you. Well I would, and I'm sure Trixie wouldn't mind either." She looked at her friend and smiled. Surely she wouldn't. Hehe. "Have you two met before?" Introductions might be good before they start. Especially if they'd need to, you know, communicate with each other. "Awesome," Fletcher nodded, shoving his hands in his pockets in an attempt to look cool. Yeah no more overexcited squiggly arms for him. "Er.... no?" He had seen the Slytherin around, and thought she was in his year, but you never knew these days.... SPOILER!!: BASEBALL PLAYAS!! Quote: Originally Posted by Lislchen Watching Kurumi as she tried to get the box, Jeremy waited for somebody to help her. Anybody. It was so obvious she was having trouble moving the box. But no, nobody obviously cared enough to help her. What was wrong with the people in this class?! Just as he was about to snap at the class - something he hardly ever did - Kurumi managed to move the box. Slowly, very slowly, but she made it over to them. "Thank you, Kurumi." Jeremy gave her a grin before turning to face his other volunteer...or not. Sit out?! Jeremy blinked at Lori a few times in confusion. Why would she want to sit out? And she was attached to Cammy? Okay. Totally made sense. Not. *"Well, you won't be doing anything in those groups until Cammy-"* What a cute nickname. Snort. "-and Kurumi here are done with the demonstration. So, no need to sit out. You'll just be your own group for now." If that made sense. Probably not but he was the teacher here so no objecting. A bad toe. Right. "No, you can't. We're not going to really play anyway. Not now anyway." He quickly added to stifle any sort of protest from the students. "Don't worry. If you wish to play a real inning then you may stay after class and we'll try to get two teams together, okay?" See? There, compromise. "So, again, Rubiey, please find a group. Or I'll have to send you to the Healer if you're soo badly hurt." As if. He raised his eyebrows at her for a moment before addressing the whole class again. In the meantime, Kurumi had thankfully helped Cameron into the appropriate outfit. With a grateful grin towards the younger girl he turned to face Cameron. "You ready? Just try to hit the ball with the bat." Duh, obviously. "Kurumi? If you please." She would know what to do, right? She HAD claimed that she knew how to pitch. Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Kurumi bowed slightly and put the bag of chalk down before picking up one of he baseballs in the box. She made her way to the pitchers mound and hid her free hand in her glove to get the proper grip on the baseball for her two-seam fastball. She waited for Cam to take her spot by homeplate and then Kurumi's eyes focussed entirely on a spot behind Cam right around the girl's waist line - perfect spot to throw a strike. She put her pivot foot on the pitcher's mound and began her wind up motion, raising her left leg to get strong forward movement, and then... WOOOOOOOOOOSH! ...she threw one of her best fastballs ever - must be the nerves. Quote: Originally Posted by Lexers Cam poked her as she laughed. "S'not funnnnny!" She whinged and pouted. "You'd think as a muggle," She said, as Kurumi fixed the helmethtingo, "That'd I'd have some sense of what all this is supposed to do.." But Cam didn't have a clue. The seventh year, skipped over to the homeplate, flailing the bat round. SHE LOVED HITTING THINGS. TEhehehee. evil laugh Getting in position, she bent her knee's slightly and winked at the fist year. "Ready when you are!" She had her eyes set. Bat in position. Determined. She aimed to swing. Her eyes caught on the blonde standing next to Sarah and she fought her inate urge to swing in her direction. But that was mean. She was a Prefect and Oliver would kill her. Ohhh.. and then Trixie would reincarnate her, only to kill her again for .. breaking her nail or something. No. Demonstration time. *KETHUNK* The ball rebounded, soaring into the sky. Cameron snickered, dropped the bat and spriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinted to first base. "Right.. I got the jist, yeah?" You know.. hit and run? Fletcher turned slightly from the Head Girl as he spotted the professor and two girls getting ready to play baseball. Ooh, one of them was his fellow Champion! Cool. Fletcher stared intently from the girl throwing the ball --- ditching, or whatever it was called --- to the girl with the long wooden stick. She was hatting? "That looks schweeeet," Fletcher said to himself, impressed with the Muggle game. "Are we supposed to go get the ball now or something?" he added as the baseball soared right past him. Why was the hatter running away from it? Was it like hot potato? You didn't want to be left with the ball? Quote: Originally Posted by feltbeatslover22 Trixie looked over as she heard a voice shouting over at Sarah. The sixth year raised an eyebrow quickly but smiled as the guy came over. Friend? Pft. She had a name. Even though she didn't know him anyway. Well she knew he was a champion and all that but still. Well she didn't mind if he joined them. She was just about to introduce herself but it seemed that Sarah had already mentioned her name anyway for her..... Well at least Sarah was fine with her joining her. Though Trix wasn't always the best person to be near when she had a bat in her hand. "Good because I'm joining you anyway" the Slytherin smirked. Did she know anything about Baseball? Hardly. The girl was a pureblood living in remote Wales. She only knew what she had read up on and what her father had told her of his times out in America. "Not really. But I'll give it a shot anyway" she grinned and winked. "Not at all" the sixteen year old replied after Huffie Champion guy asked to be in their group. "The more the merrier yes?" she grinned. Wait was that even right? "I don't believe we have" Trixie replied after Sarah asked if they had met before. "I'm err...Trixie. Sixth year Slytherin" the Blonde smiled softly. Trixie was about to say something else when she heard a sudden whack and she turned to see Cammy had already hit the ball and it had lown up somewhere in the air. Not really paying much attention to the whereabouts of the ball, the Slytherin turned away from everyone and went to say something else to Sarah when.... WHACK! O_________________________O "Owwwwwwwwwwwww!" the sixteen year cried. Oh. My. Goodness. She did that on purpose!! This was REVENGE. For something she had done that couldn't she couldn't remember. Well actually she knew PERECTLY well what this was revenge or but still. Trix glared at Cammy, if only looks could kill, as the Gryffindor ran. A few heavy breaths and she was ready to charge. Just not quite yet. Her head was painful. She rubbed the back of it or a while. That was going to leave a whacking great big bruise. Oh so THIS was how Oliver felt when Trixie had hit him. Oops.... Her face turned a deep shade of red as she continuously GLARED at Ketchup. Give her horns and scrape her feet, she'd look like a bull ready to charge at a red peice of cloth. "Trixie...... I'm Fletcher," Fletcher nodded. "I'm a sixth year too!" See, he knew she was in his year. He looked back toward the professor to see if he was going to say something about how to play baseball when he heard Trixie exclaim. Huh? Why was she rubbing the back of her head? "You all right there?" he asked slowly. "You didn't... get HIT did you?!" Was that how you were supposed to play? By aiming for people?! Because that would be even awesomer. __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind