Anne Wright
August 07, 2005 9:53 PM
Quidditch Notice by Anne Wright
Anne Wright was quite pleased with herself as she walked across the common room, headed for the announcement board. She had managed to put together a sign announcing Quidditch practice, and had even gone so far as to put it on pale blue paper instead of scrawling the words across a sheet of plain parchment. Her artistic abilities stopped at the end of a sheaf of music, and her desire for such abilities had never existed in the first place. For her, using "pretty" paper and large, bold-printed letters was quite a stretch. She had to do something to get people's attention, though.She took an inordinate amount of time about ensuring that the paper was positioned just so, then stepped back to admire her handiwork. It was pretty and it was straight, though some art people would have contradicted her on the first point. People had no reason whatsoever to ignore her notice, though she was a bit worried about them thinking the less of her for making even a barely-noticeable artsy endeavor.
Attention, Aladrens,
The first practice session of our House Quidditch team will be taking place on the Quidditch Pitch at 4:30 on Saturday. Anyone at all interested in the program should come down. We still need one player, any experience level accepted.
Anne Wright, Captain \n\n
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Benjamin Stafford
August 08, 2005 9:31 PM
hmm... by Benjamin Stafford
Ben was returning from a nice fly around on the quidditch pitch, and by the time he had made it up to the library, he was pretty tired. The end of his broom was dragging slightly behind him as he entered the Aladren commonroom, and as he passed the message board, he noticed the sign that was affixed to it. It was so bold and large, it was hard to pass up without having at least giving it one look. Ben paused to read it, not really taking in the fact that the owner was still standing and surveying it."Hmm," he said to himself as he finished reading the sign. As soon as he did, however, he realized that Anne was standing right beside him. "Anne! I'm so sorry I didn't- Sorry, I'm Ben Stafford, we met at the opening feast, remember?" \n\n
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Anne Wright
August 09, 2005 7:18 PM
Very elusive by Anne Wright
Caught up in self-congradulation, Anne had registered Ben's proximity no more than he had hers. She whirled to face him when she heard her name and immediately took a step backwards. "Oh," she said, unable to think of anything more original to say. "Oh." Startled as she was, she still found it somehow amusing that Ben had almost said aloud that he didn't notice her standing there, and the corners of her mouth twitched upward for a moment. He had struck her as a bit of a charmer, during the feast."I remember you," she said once her powers of speech returned. "Don't worry about it, I didn't notice you, either. I was so busy admiring my artwork that I didn't look around to see if anyone else had seen it yet." She pointed at the sign and moved to a chair. Much more comfortable. She tilted her head to look up at him. "So, what've you been up to?" \n\n
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Ben
August 09, 2005 8:00 PM
Yes, I am... by Ben
He smiled at her, once he'd gotten over the initial shock of being completely caught off guard. It really was his fault, he hadn't paid any attention to the thought that there might be other people in his common room when he entered. Ben decided that a comfy chair was an excellent idea, so after Anne had seated herself, he took up residence at the nearest armchair. He propped his broom up against the chair he was sitting in, and then looked up to meet Anne's eyes."So, what've you been up to?" She asked.
Shrugging his shoulders slightly, he replied, "Nothing really. My sister and I explored around the gardens awhile, and that was an adventure on it's own. I sort of poked about the manor as well. How about you? Anything exciting? Have you met with any of the older students?"
Despite his earlier feeling of fatigue, Ben became rather animated while talking with people regardless of his previous disposition. He wasn't usually the bubbly sort, especially around his twin, but sometimes he felt as if his emotions were getting ahead of him. His last questions had been reminiscient of that feeling, but only slightly. He was eager to find out if she had run into any of those very mysterious upperclassmen. \n\n
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Anne
August 13, 2005 9:42 PM
I can be...sometimes by Anne
Anne fiddled with the ends of her hair absent-mindedly as Ben sat down and their eyes met and held for a moment, then dropped her hand and returned the smile. "Sounds like you've had a pretty good first half-a-year, then," she said, wondering how she should answer his questions about her year. The truth was interesting, but it carried the risk of sounding like the story of a psycho: she had met and begun spying on her cousin, had a duel of honor with a practice dummy named Bob, taken a raincheck on a duet after singing songs from Grease to a flobberworm, blown up a mirror, and succeeded in burning herself and another girl with boiling water the Aquor charm shouldn't have produced. They sounded very much like the activities of a crazy person, and for some reason it seemed important to her that she didn't come across as completely nuts."Nothing too interesting," she said after a brief pause. "I lead a quiet life...most of the time." A grin flashed across her face at the irony only she saw in that. "I'm either in the library or down at the Pitch. Still can't believe I'm captain, I keep waiting for one of the higher-ups to come and tell me that they made a mistake or something." She forced a laugh. Laughing was harder than it used to be, even when she found something funny. "And I have met two second years, Zack Dill from this House and Mia Kerova from Pecari. They're all right."
There were, of course, two obvious routes of conversation she could take, but both could involve drudging up things that were close enough to the surface anyway. She wanted to pretend that the Alumni Banquet had never happened and that Christmas wasn't going to happen. Her eyes fell on his broom, propped up beside his chair. "I don't think we're going to have to have much in the way of tryouts," she said, nodding to the broom so he could follow her train of thought. "This is a small House anyway, and it doesn't seem like very many of us are - uh - sports inclined."
Quidditch was a safe topic of discussion. She could talk all day about it without venturing onto any uncomfortable ground. None of the bad things were associated with the game, only the good memories. "You play Seeker, right? I saw you on the list." She pointed to the sheet still pinned next to the door of the Common Room. Hopefully, she hadn't gotten Stafford and Santoro mixed up. That would be embarrassing in the extreme. Being embarrassed was worse than sounding crazy. \n\n
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