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Duke laughed, turning a bit and offering out his hand with a mischevious grin. "Oh, don't worry," He gave her a playful wink. "You'll grow to love me," He promised her with a laugh, having already decided they would be inseperable if he had anything to say about it.

Duke hummed. "Maybe," He offered. "But we're too similar to muggles, I think. They weren't reporting people on brooms, though I suppose a good glammer charm might work. Still," He shrugged. He gave her an impish grin. "I'll hold you to that, Tullie," He tried to knock his arm gently against...

Duke smiled, enjoying the turn of conversation. "Probably not," He agreed. "But the muggle government did admit to covering up all signs of extra-terrestrial life ages ago." He told her. "And wouldn't the opposite be true as well? Until we see them we can't be sure they aren't there, either. You...

Duke laughed, locking his fingers behind his head and smiling at her. "I mean, sure, Jedi's aren't, but aliens totally are," He told her. "You can't honestly tell me that you're so arrogant as to think that in a massive, unending universe, we're the only intelligent life." He spoke conversationally.

Duke Dallaire Date of Birth: August 7, 2048 Astrological Sign: Leo Hair Color/Length: Short, dark brown almost black Eyes: Hazel Brown Face: Soft square Clothing Style: Duke likes preppy but sporty attire. He likes to look good but still be able to move around. Favorites: -Food: French...

Duke whistled low. "Well, dang. That's one heck of a dream," He gave her a bright smile. "I think you're going to be able to do anything you can set your mind to," He countered. "Do you think magic works in space?" He asked, curious, his mind wandering there. "Are there space wizards?" He...

Duke blinked. "Well, it's mostly just wanting to listen to your voice anyway," He countered, following her down. "But maybe I can keep up, who knows," He laughed lightly, jogging after her. "You read complex subjects in your free time?" He asked, curious.

Duke laughed, moving to land and hoping she followed him. "Why not both?" He asked. "We can grab lunch, go read, and then come back." He offered easily. "What are you going to read? Maybe you could read it to me?" He suggested.

Duke smiled easily. "I can keep going, but I could also go for lunch," He offered easily. "Do you want to go grab some food then come back later?" He ran a hand through his hair. "We could also take a walk after grabbing food, stretch out our limbs and just relax a bit. It's always good to mix...

Duke laughed and nodded, setting off to practice with her. He was really having a good time, enjoying just playing with her. They kept at it for close to an hour before he approached her again, a wide smile on his face. "Hey! Having fun?" He asked, throwing her a playful wink.

Duke pouted a little. "Aw, but I want to spend more time with you," He told her, giving her another easy smile, just flying lazily beside her. "What else do you wanna do then?" He asked. "We could like... eat lunch out by the lake or go exploring the castle?" He offered, thinking that she might...

Duke shrugged. “I’m just not that into it. I like to keep a variety, but I don’t like to spend too long focusing on a single thing. I like playing, just not enough to do it full time.” He offered easily. “But I am totally free to fly with you all you like,” he gave her an easy grin.

Duke flew to Tullia, keeping pace with her. "You know," He called out to her, smiling easily. "I think with a bit more confidence you're absolutely going to be the best on the broom," He complimented her. "Have you spent much time on a broom before?" He questioned, curious about his new friend.

Duke laughed and threw her a playful wink. "Thanks, Tully, you're the best." He smiled easily as they walked onto the Quidditch pitch. He started stretching, rolling his neck and touching his toes. "I'm so ready for this," He laughed lightly. "Come on, let's see if you're any good on that...

Duke laughed. " Nah I'm absolutely an extravert. I like things to be a bit extra," He replied easily. "And I think it is worth it," He teased her gently. They were getting closer to the pitch, and he was starting to vibrate with some excitement. "I can't wait to play- if your games are going to...

Duke listened to her answer. It made sense, and it was a good one. He chuckled at her question. "I like being friendly," He offered easily. "I guess you could say I'm an extravert. I enjoy being around people, enjoy making new friends." He shrugged like it was an obvious answer. "I'd like to be...

Duke laughed lightly. "Challenge accepted," He offered with an easy smile, starting towards the pitch. "You seem pretty intent on the whole Quidditch thing. You really love the game that much, huh?" He questioned, wanting to get to know his new maybe-friend a bit better.

Duke smiled, and wandered along after her. "Oh, sure, I can come practice with you?" He offered, holding up his soccer ball. "What position are you going for? We could toss this back and forth?" He suggested, wanting to be helpful now that he knew where she was going. "Friends?" He asked with a...

Duke laughed lightly, kicking his ball up into his arms and jogging after Tullia. "Wait up, red!" He called, giving her an easy smile as he reached her. "I'll come with you," He offered. "Where are we going?" He questioned, trying to map out where they were in his head. But he hadn't seen which...

Duke frowned, catching the ball easily. "Hey, calm down," He offered in surrender, holding up his hands. "It's pretty common, well, friendly, I just thought we could have fun." He gave her a friendly smile, putting the ball under his arm before walking over. "Duke Dallaire," He introduced himself.