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Tullia began looking for bludgers to hit.

Tullia was excited for another year of quidditch. She was on the pitch and the moment she could Tullia shot up into the air ready to get to the practice.

Tullia gave a little shrug to it, not thinking that they as magical people were all that similar to muggles, but the muggles she had spent time with weren't really that bad. They were interesting. "Oh no," she said in response. "What have I done?" she was muttering it just loud enough for him to...

Tullia rolled her eyes a bit, though there was some logic to what he was saying. "Okay but muggles are often wrong about things, and when it comes to covering up all signs of extra-terrestrial life, it might just have been something magical that slipped out of our world, and the muggles just say...

Tullia was a little surprised that he seemed to believe in Aliens, though being magical did mean that the ramblings of muggles were perhaps less incorrect. "I mean sure, we might not be the only ones, but I'm sure whatever aliens do exist, they won't be, you know, jedi's," She replied. "And...

Tullia was ready for the game. She was on the pitch with the rest of the beauxbaton team ready to get started.

Tullia didn't hit anything.

Tullia did not hit anything.

Tullia did not hit anything.

Tullia rolled her eyes on it. "It probably does," she said in answer to his question about magic, opting to not address the dream that she had and how big it was. "Jedi's aren't real Duke," she informed with a tone that implied that she was worried he was being very serious.

Tullia did not hit any bludgers.

Tullia was a little surprised by what he said, but shrugged a little. "I want to be an astronaut, so yeah," she replied. Since she both could read it and had a reason to read it. She just didn't want magic school to take away from what she was absolutely hoping to achieve.

Tullia shrugged, "Okay," she agreed to the new plan, and she followed him back to the ground. "I'm going to read a physics book, it's a muggle subject," she said. "It's really dry if you aren't interested, so probably not a good read out loud material," Mostly Tullia wasn't sure of her ability...

Tullia gave a little roll of her eyes. "So, are we getting lunch and coming back or going for a walk?" she replied, giving him the choice of what they did. "If we go for a walk to relax or whatever, I'm going to go grab a book, so instead we can just sit and I can read, and you can, I dunno...

Tullia Whitlock was so ready for these try-outs. Being on the team in the previous year had just been so good, and she hoped to continue. She liked flying around, it was as close to being an astronaut as she could get. Tullia was on the pitch and glanced to the captain as he introduced things...

Tullia was finding that it was actually quite nice to practice with Duke, it seemed silly that he wasn't going to be trying-out for the team because he was good. She kept at it for an hour, before it seemed perhaps he'd maybe had enough. "Lots of fun," she said, despite how cold she had...

Tullia wasn't sure why he really wanted this. Why he was so desperate for her to spend time with him. "Fine," she agreed, if it would get him off her back, and give her a bit of space. This would just be the way to do it, and she could let him down easily enough afterwards. "Now are we going to...

Of course that was what this boy said. He was good at something but it wasn't interesting enough, didn't keep his attention enough so of course he wouldn't do it. Tullia rolled her eyes at him. Perhaps if he just tried to do it for longer he might like it. "You won't be totally free every time...

It felt silly to Tullia that Duke was keeping the pace with her so much more easily than she was managing it. "Some," she replied a little shortly, mostly just trying to focus on staying upright on the broom and not falling off. She would grow more confident as time went on but she could admit...

Tullia watched as Duke flew up into the air and then rolled her eyes at how he did it. She wasn't sure she'd ever like this guy, tolerate sure, but actually like was unlikely. He was so...full of himself. She placed her broom down and in practiced steps put her hand over it and summoned it into...