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Post by diablo on Feb 14, 2006 16:09:37 GMT -5
Reina shrugged. If he didn't care than why should she.
"Whatever, stay as an alternate. I just assumed with your bullying that getting a freebie in a game to hurt people would be up your alley, but I see I judged you wrong."
Reina smiled this one lighting up her eyes.
"Tsk tsk and we could use a beater who knew what they were doing. Oh well. So Danny bo..Danny! Seriously, what the hell is wrong with you?"
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Post by daniel on Feb 14, 2006 16:13:56 GMT -5
"I just don't hurt people for the fun of it... well maybe I do, but still. I don't like being forced into doing anything." His eyes turned hard, and they narrowed slightly at Reina, as if trying to prove his point.
"Oh and the matter with me? Everything I suppose. And since your so desperate... sure I'll join the Quidditch team, as long as I have a good coach." He gave her a side-along look before a quick grin making his eyes light up slightly.
"Oh and I only play beater, don't you dare even try to get me seeker or keeper, or else the cup will be lost in five minutes." Dan had never had the best eyes, and often wore black contacts. He was much to big and muscular to play seeker, and keeping was just something he wasn't good at. And plus, what could be more amusing to a 16 year old male to whack a sphere as hard as they could?
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Post by diablo on Feb 15, 2006 11:34:14 GMT -5
"Whatever, I don't care about that. You hurting people, just don't hurt the team. Or myself for that matter. You won't like the results."
Reina logged his information into her brain. She stared at the boy for a brief moment bored. She was done learning his background and forcing him on the team. Now she didn't know what else to do or say.
"Well, remember our rivals and prank them unmercilessly."
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Post by daniel on Feb 15, 2006 15:10:50 GMT -5
"Already done that.. poor ravenclaw 3rd year, Hufflepuff 7th year, and a few Gryffindor fourth years." He didn't mention he had pranked a few in his dorm, but he had done a non-harming prank, just for the fun of it.
((ooc: kodak moment... LARGEST POST EVER!))
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Post by diablo on Feb 15, 2006 17:31:38 GMT -5
Reina nodded her head appreciatively. Reina started to walk away, but stopped and turned back giving last minute advice.
"Oh and dont' get caught. I hate to have to discipline you. by discipline I mean send you to our HoH."
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Post by daniel on Feb 16, 2006 15:20:37 GMT -5
Dan swore under his breath in Irish, knowing perfectly well that Reina could neither hear nor understand his words. He hated that teacher, History of Magic, who when he came in automatically threatened to give him a detention. It bugged him how teachers just took away points for no reason what-so-ever. In Beaxbatons, he had lost no more then what he had made, but the detentions were back-breaking. He got at least 10 detentions a week, and the detentions involved helping the grounds teacher pull 20 foot pine trees to the castle, diving into the lake to get something at the bottom without the use of magic, and moving heavy objects around the castle when the teachers got too lazy.
Dan sighed and stood up, he began to walk in the opposite direction of Reina.
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Post by diablo on Feb 16, 2006 15:40:12 GMT -5
Reina turned and watched what had to be one of the most troubled students here at Hogwarts. Reina wasn't even going to try and think about seeing where his heart lie. He may as well be a PR. He surely acted like he was reform.
"Danny boy, Danny boy."
Reina said softly unaware her words were carried to the boy on the wind.
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Post by daniel on Feb 16, 2006 15:49:49 GMT -5
((ooc: wat on earth is a PR? lol. ))
Daniel just kept walking on a pathway that seemed to never end. He threatened a few students as he went on, not with words, but with a murderous glance in his eyes. That normally set the younger students to scurry off trying to avoid this rather obnoxious and self-centered Slytherin student.
Daniel had no idea where he was going, but did he really need a reason to why he was walking pointlessely around the grounds of Hogwarts. The cool air came across to him, as if a slap in the face, making his hands go into his pockets absent-mindely. His eyes also with the wind turned a pale gray, as if they held his emotion rather then his face.
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