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Lucas Ames

Soft- Bullied- Silent - Horned Serpent
 
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Jess S
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Straight 9 inch springy Willow with unicorn hair core
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Lucas sat in the stands, watching the Quidditch practice quietly and sketching in his notebook. It wasn't really anything special, just a half hearted attempt at Einar on his broom with his robes fluttering behind him. He had turned his attention back to his drawing, hardly noticing when the practice had ended.
 

AJ Ari

Figuring it Out | 4th Year Thunderbird
 
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Kris
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Practice had been miserably cold, though at least the small flurries of snow had managed to ease up some now. AJ had collapsed on the nearby stands, stretching out his legs and fingers so they'd still be usable when he finally went into the locker room to change. He'd played pretty poorly today and that last thing he wanted was Adam or Eli to see him struggle to get his pads off too. "Can't hit a bludger, can't take off my gloves even," He muttered, shaking his head and leaning back to squint at the sky.

He flinched when he realized he wasn't alone in the stands, spotting a younger kid with a notebook sitting nearby. AJ wondered if he was taking notes about Quidditch or something and hoped he hadn't just spent the whole practice dismaying AJ's shoddy flying. "What are you doing out here? Aren't you cold?" He called over to the younger boy quizzically.
 

Lucas Ames

Soft- Bullied- Silent - Horned Serpent
 
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Lucas looked up, surprised someone was speaking to him. He looked at the older boy quizzically a moment, before shaking his head softly in a 'no', showing his gloved hands. He tilted his sketchbook to show the rough sketch of Einar flying. He hesitated a moment before digging in his bag and offering an extra pair of gloves to the boy, before hesitating. He had heard the older boy complaining about getting his quidditch gear off, so Lucas, unbothered by the cold, unthinkingly reached over to attempt to help undo the laces on the boys bracers.
 

AJ Ari

Figuring it Out | 4th Year Thunderbird
 
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AJ blinked slowly as the younger boy shook his head wordlessly raising his gloved hands. "Fair enough.." He said, shrugging. The chill was definitely less pronounced down on solid ground without the sharp, icy wind blowing in his face, which AJ appreciated. He squinted at the boy's notebook, surprised to see a sketch of what was probably Einar, judging by the white hair. "Oh hey, that's pretty good. Are you guys friends? I think he draws too," AJ said, though he wasn't sure you could call Einar's.. expressive scribbles drawing per say. He definitely put pen to paper, so it counted.

The boy then offered AJ a pair of gloves, which was sweet, but AJ shook his head, raising his own hands still in their quidditch gloves. "I'm good, but thanks-" He said, cutting off to gently pull his arm away, confused, as the boy reached for his bracers. "Oh um. No? Thank you?" AJ said, trying to ignore the twinge from his ribs from the earlier bludger hit as he shifted a little further away from the kid. "I'm good, I got it. Star beater, can take off my own gear," He said with an awkward thumbs up, perfectly aware that he'd been absolutely terrible beater this practice. AJ was starting to wonder if maybe there was something up with this kid. Maybe he'd been jinxed silent or something?
 

Lucas Ames

Soft- Bullied- Silent - Horned Serpent
 
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59
OOC First Name
Jess S
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Mixed Blood
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Too Young to Care
Wand
Straight 9 inch springy Willow with unicorn hair core
Age
12
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Lucas paused as the older boy asked if Einar was his friend. Were they friends? Lucas thought so. He nodded slowly, unsure still if Einar liked Lucas or if Lucas had just pestered the other boy into accepting his presence. Lucas just knew that his life had been a lot calmer since the last incident with Dawson, when he and Einar had seemed to accept they were friends. He shut his pencil in his notebook, deciding he could finish the drawing later, if the older boy was done it meant Einar would be done soon, too.

Lucas hesitated as the other boy pulled away. Oh, right. Most people didn't like being touched. He pulled his hand back, blushing a little bit. He opened his mouth to apologize when he heard a quick clattering of footsteps, and before he knew it he'd been pushed over, his papers flying as he toppled over the seat in front of him. He popped up quickly, looking wide-eyed up at his brother. "Hiya, Luca," Dawson grinned. "Don't you have something for me?" His brother demanded, getting awful close. Lucas swallowed nervously, digging in his pockets quickly and handing over his allowance for the week. "Sorry, Dawson," He managed quietly, wincing as his brother grabbed his hair and knocked their foreheads together. "Such a good little brother," Dawson sneered, pushing Lucas back over before bolting away.

Lucas knew why, of course. If Einar had any idea that Dawson was still after him, he would be livid. Which, of course, is why Lucas wasn't going to tell him. He sighed, untangling his limbs and starting to gather his things. "Sorry..." He apologized quietly to the older boy still nearby. "I'll go..." He spoke softly, like if he spoke too loud he might break. Lucas didn't look at the other boy as he piled his papers back into his sketchbook.
 

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