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What?! Jacob pulled his handle and made a hard stop. He turned in mid air to see what the boy had gone of to do. Was he really going to cheat that way? At least Jacob cheated to the boys face, but really? Shortcuts? But instead off seeing Simon speeding off, he saw the kid helping one of the Gryffindor players. Really? Jacob took his hands off the broom, his palms overturned. He looked around at all the spectators. What was going on. "Dude?!" Jacob called to the older Captain what was this madness. Was he forfeiting? Or What? So Not Cool Man! |
Shaw pulled the plastic cup from the depths of his robe, a long dark robe that faintly resembled alligator skin. He strolled along wherever this here place was, grassy place, and sipped from the empty cup. "You there," his dark sunglasses did nothing to help figure out exactly who he was speaking to. "Where you think we are??" |
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"Heck if I know." She was just on the tail-end of getting over being lost, thanks just the same, "Somewhere with Quidditch I thi..." That was about the time she looked up from deforesting herself and saw that it was an adult talking. Crap. "I mean um... I don't know, sir." ...was that alligator skin? |
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Who the hell was that? Ivan hopped off his broom and studied the man his hand going to his pocket where his wand was. It could be one of the ministry blokes but like Bothari always told him it was better to be prepared. Who was he talking to? Him? He saw a kid walk onto the pitch and looked curiously at her. Was he talking to her? "I think I'm at school and I think you're lost." He looked lost sure enough. Ivan glanced over his shoulder at Finn then back at the man, "You want me to grab a professor for you?" Because he wasn't leading him anywhere. Seeing the girl's face and change in sentence he knew the man wasn't with her. Hmmmm. |
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"HUH?" Shaw's face transformed, smushing together and reading loud and clear confusion. "Don't call me Sir. You'll get us BOTH killed, lickity SPLIT." Shaw then karate chopped the air to show how they would get killed. "I'm supposed to be somewhere." Quote:
Chop chop ch-.... "INCOMING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Shaw jumped on top of the little girl when the BROOMS STARTED LANDING AROUND HIM. He covered her head protectively and yelled out in what sounded like Mandarin Chinese, but just as easily could have been garblegoogelygunk. ------ After that spell, Shaw, seemingly confused as to why he was on the ground with a little .... dwarf? Person? Thing? under him and some kid asking about a professor. OH YEAH....Professor? "That's me. Grab me. Pull me up, lad. I'm Shaw. I seemed to have fallen down on something?" |
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She smiled a little. "If you'd like me to." And she kicked off the ground, but gently so that she only rose about five and a half feet. |
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"I...um..." alright. This was very very odd. See and this is why he didn't get out much weird stuff happened. Moving closer to him he held out one hand to the man to help him up off of the young girl. Poor smooshed girl. "Shall I take you to the headmaster, si- Shawn?" |
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"You won...be happy! I just chose the safety of my housemates over a race," he yelled back before looking at Kurumi. Seeing her still spinning, Simon slipped out his wand from his pocket and aimed it at her. "Impendimenta!" he cast gradually stopping her movement so she wasn't jerked in his actions. "You ok Kurumi?" he asked concerned. |
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" I would love to choose teams, but a lot of students are either practicing solo or with one freind" William explained to Heather. " You and I can practice together " William said to Hannah." Is that ok with you?" William asked Heather. |
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....... Oh. Oh sure. Talk normal to the older student. She got karate and death threats, "Ow..." |
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Aw Dangit Oakey said, Isobel had thrown the quaffle straight up it looks like Oakey needs to catch this one on the decent. He decided to put his broom close to a 90 degree angle, He locked his legs together and gripped hard with his left hand while he right his arm tucked to the side forming a kind of basket shape. He burst off after the falling quaffle he needed to position himself perfectly to do this right. the quaffle was right above him now. GOT IT! The quaffle made it's way into the basket that Oakey formed with his arm and tightened it at that moment to stop the quaffle. He finished and pulled up next to Isobel again. |
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Shaw did look embarrassed that he'd squished the little thing. "It's not crying, is it?" he asked of the young man, inching his the steel toe of his boot towards the little ...girl thing. |
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He knelt down by the young Ravie and helped her up too. "Are you alright there? Need me to take you to the Healer?" He shot a frown at the man as he saw his boot coming toward her, "No SHE'S not." It...who did this man think he was? Standing up to his full height he looked at the man. "I think I'd better let someone know you're here..." |
TJ's eyes were growing with each thing the man sad. She stood back watching as a few of her classmates tried to help. Maybe she should help? She realized Ivan was there and asking the man if he should go see the headmaster and also asking the younger Ravenclaw if she needed to go to the healer. Moving forward to be there if they needed help, she just stood there quietly. |
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"No, I'm not crying." Maybe he'd smushed her tear ducts with the landing, but her cheeks were definitely dry. And all the leaves she'd picked off had been replaced by grass in her hair. She shook her head at the boy, "I'm fine." So, so glad she'd had a light meal. |
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Oakey had easily thrown the quaffle into the pitch, several times actually. Isobel was distracted by something, He looked down and saw that there was a girl lying on the ground while a larger man was nudging her with his feet to see if she'd move. Oakey throw the quaffle into the pitch one more time, but he couldn't retrieve it in time. It was heading right for the large man. HEY SIR LOOK OUT Oakey yelled down to him. |
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To the young man, who Shaw took to be in charge of this area due to his size and male-ness, he said, "That one there is looking at me." Shaw turned his back on the girl with the snake on her robes, but continuously looked over his shoulder back at her. "That one ain't right. I don't like it. Take IT to your master." Quote:
"Yeah..... sorry 'bout that, little squirt. Don't know what happened. That gravity is a mean old cow, no?" Shaw went to offer his hand as an apologetic gesture, but thought better of it and waved awkwardly instead. "So my classroom?" Someone lead the way? Quote:
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SPOILER!!: Shaw Her eyes widening as the man asked Ivan if she was looking at him. Of course she was...who the heck was he? Wait, take it to your master? She wasn't an IT! Why did she not look right? What in Merlin's name had she done? All she'd done was come to assist if she could. Frowning indignantly at the man, as she noticed him continue to look back at her, she shook her head. Oh, Merlin now he was running towards the school... |
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This was all getting too much and way too confusing. "You have to tell us what you're teaching before I can tell you where you need to..." Then he was running off toward the castle and Ivan stared at TJ his eyes wide. "What do we do?" He was all for letting the adults handle it. Yup. Then again if crazy man hurt someone he was going to blame himself and...UGH. Worst day ever for him to decide to fly. |
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