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| − | {{KealiaVR|time=06:31, May 23, 2020 (UTC)|Kea= If you ask Kealia, she's here exclusively for the peacefulness as she scrolls through Witchagram. Is that the truth? Far from it. She's here to check out the hot quidditch guys from Gryffindor. That's it, really. She can lie as much as she want, but she can't escape the truth. Every now and then, she glances up from her phone, smirking to herself when some of the male players try to do one dumb trick or another. Boys. How foolish can they be sometimes?}} |
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| − | {{SamC|Sammy is not here for the same thing, believe it or not. Sure, everyone enjoys a good hot guy every once and awhile but Sammy's never been a pinpoint for visuals unless it's for artwork. Hence, exactly what he's doing. He's sitting in the bench right behind Kealia with his sketchpad out, keenly watching the Gryffindor Quidditch team practice so <i>he</i> can practice sketching action shots. It seems people never tell you that the best way to learn how to draw people is by watching them. Good thing Sammy's always been an observer. He phases for a second, dropping his pencil, and sighs when he has to bend down to pick up, bumping against Kealia in the process. He goes back to his business without an excuse me or an apology, as if the other student isn't even there.|06:48, May 23, 2020 (UTC)}} |
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| − | {{KealiaVR|time=06:58, May 23, 2020 (UTC)|Kea= Kealia has never been a very patient person, so it should go without saying that when someone bumps into her, she's very annoyed. Her irritation grows as she waits for an apology but doesn't receive one. Fed up, she twists her body around so she can look at the culprit, and scowls when she sees Sammy directly behind her. "Do you have any manners at all?"}} |
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| − | {{SamC|Sammy, none the wiser, doesn't even give Kealia a glance when she starts speaking, just continues drawing as if he hadn't heard her. He tilts his head as a subtle sign of acknowledgement, and after at least a minute passes, his eyes flicker downward, past his notebook, and settle on Kealia. He blinks, once, twice, almost tauntingly. And then looks back at his notebook, continuing his work. Another minute passes, he opens his mouth. "Sorry, your majesty."|07:04, May 23, 2020 (UTC)}} |
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| − | {{KealiaVR|time=07:15, May 23, 2020 (UTC)|Kea= Kealia rolls her eyes. She's still irritated and, with her newly wounded ego, just wants to tell the guy to get lost. She doesn't, however, because she really doubts this guy is worth the breath. Instead, like the child she is, she plucks his pencil right out of his hand and pulls her arm back before swinging as hard as she can; it ends up falling way out of sight. "Don't be a dick next time," she huffs and turns, facing forward again to go back to her phone.}} |
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| − | {{SamC|He purses his lips at the new development, ultimately unbothered but finding himself with an inconvenient situation. He eventually just sighs and pulls his hand out of his back pocket to cast a quick <i>accio</i> spell, though he finds Kealia's actions wholly unnecessary. "If you've only come here to ogle at shirtless guys, why are you so bothered?" he deadpans, summoning his pencil back right after to continue sketching.|07:49, May 23, 2020 (UTC)}} |
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| − | {{KealiaVR|time=07:59, May 23, 2020 (UTC)|Kea= Kealia rolls her eyes even though she knows he can't see her. "And what makes you think that?" She prompts, her face still pinched into an angry expression. Would throttling the life out of him for being such a disrespectful prat ''really'' land her in trouble? It's sounding more worth it by the second. "Don't project your intentions onto me, thank you."}} |
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| − | {{SamC|"Well, besides looking at your phone," he starts, his pencil still scratching across the paper. He pauses to look at her, the amusement clear in his eyes despite no present smile on his lips. "All you've been doing is drooling." He leans back. "And if you really must know..." He flips his notebook to show him the action shot sketches he's been doing. "I'm practicing. Visuals are useless unless you're applying them to something. I have no desire to watch shirtless boys hit each other with spiky balls and pulling tricks." He goes back to sketching, adding some finishing touches. "Frankly, Quidditch is boring."|08:12, May 23, 2020 (UTC)}} |
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| − | {{KealiaVR|time=19:39, May 23, 2020 (UTC)|Kea= "I didn't realize you could see my face while my back is towards you," Kealia retorts with another eyeroll. The audacity, honestly. She has no desire in putting in the effort to turn around and see what he's been doing. "Quidditch is boring, I agree, and I'm sure drawing is infinitely better, but it doesn't justify you being an arrogant arse. The least you could do is apologize when you bump into someone." Kealia grits her teeth and folds an arm over the other.}} |
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| − | {{SamC|"You're right, I can't," he says nonchalantly. You can tell just how unbothered he is, and he's honestly just waiting for Kealia to get fed up and stomp away like most people do. He wouldn't blame her, and he definitely doesn't care either to be completely honest. "But the tilt of your head when you look up gives it away entirely." Leave it to being an expert on anatomy to get the job done. Drawing is good for plenty of stuff, not that Kealia would care. "It is," he says, with just a hint of a smile in his voice. "Oh, but I did apologize actually. Or did I not? I swear I remember distinctly saying the words, 'sorry, your majesty'. That not cut it, prom queen?"|20:18, May 23, 2020 (UTC)}} |
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| − | {{KealiaVR|time=20:28, May 23, 2020 (UTC)|Kea= Honestly? To hell if she's like other people. Kealia won't put herself through the torture of being near someone of Sammy's calibre. Not when she knows she's above him and everyone else in this dumpster fire of a school. Fed up, she stands to her feet and begins collecting her things. "Not a minute later," she grits out, not even bothering to spare him a look as she slides her materials into her bag and zips it shut. She swings it over a shoulder before sliding her phone into her back pocket. "Have fun drawing, loser." It's a weak insult, and there's no real bite to it, but by the expression on her face, it's worth noting she doesn't want to bother wasting her breath on him. If you asked her, oxygen as a whole was a waste on him. Prat. She turns and moves down the row to head towards the back stairs and make her way to the castle. Prick.}} |
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| − | {{SamC|"Didn't know you were counting," he drawls, leaning back. He snaps his sketchbook closed just so he can watch Kealia steam as she gets up to walk off. "Hope you find a prom king, love!" he calls after her, just to get on her nerves a little more. He hasn't been that amused in awhile. And just when he thought Hogwarts was starting to get boring.|20:37, May 23, 2020 (UTC)}} |
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Revision as of 05:02, 12 July 2020
The Quidditch Pitch
In this location the game of Quidditch is played. The pitch in the shape of an oval, five hundred feet long and a hundred and eighty feet wide. Due to the nature of the sport, spectators watch the game in high towers.