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Post by Jacob Collin on May 29, 2009 16:14:16 GMT -6
Jacob walked down to the lake with his broom in his hand and a bag on his back. After he found a level area he laid the broom down and opened the bag. He pulled out a self help box which had polisher, compass, and a pair of clippers in it. He grabbed the polisher and started to polish it.
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Post by Rayn Tenzaku on May 29, 2009 16:58:37 GMT -6
The day seemed to be so long…well it seemed to at least be going by slowly, and boredom had begun to haunt Rayn, her solution? Taking a walk, it was, after all, a fairly nice day, if not a little windy. So she bid farewell to the corridors of the castle and headed outside.
She paused at the doors to the school to take a glace around the grounds, they seemed empty for the most part, then again Hogwarts grounds were vast. Taking stride again she headed for the lake, her reason; she loved water.
Reaching the lake she a sight caught her eyes, a boy with a broom…her curiosity peaked and so did the need to fulfill it. “What kind of broom is that?” She asked walking closer to him.
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Post by Jacob Collin on May 29, 2009 17:08:41 GMT -6
Jacob jumped and looked behind him. " It's a Thunderflash. Supposed to be the fastest but I haven't put it to the limit. My parents gave it to me for my birthday this year. I have another one signed by every Kenmare Kestrel in my room." Jacob said as he continued to polish it.
" So you fly?" he asked as he pulled out the clippers and clipped the unwanted broke pieces off the tail.
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Post by Rayn Tenzaku on May 29, 2009 17:26:51 GMT -6
“Sorry to give you a fright…” she apologized laughing slightly to herself…he should have heard her coming, after all, if he had been on guard he would have heard the leaves that had crunched beneath her feet. “The Thunderflash is nice…” she commented then went on. “That’s cool about have every Kenmare Kestrel’s signature…you heard that our Head of House played for the Falmouth Falcons, and still does during holiday from what I hear.”
She watched as he worked. “Yea…” she answered him question “I fly…have been for years, my eldest brother founded a racing broom company.”
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Post by Jacob Collin on May 29, 2009 17:35:43 GMT -6
Jonathan looked at her. He never knew the Head of House played. He noticed her chuckle. ' Fine I'll play your game' he thought as he turned his hair bright pink and his eye neon green. " What company is that?" He asked as he grew his pink hair to the bottom of his back.
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Post by Rayn Tenzaku on May 29, 2009 18:07:03 GMT -6
Rayn watched, and had this gut feeling the boy was trying to show off…maybe in a sarcastic manor or not, either, her eyes sparkled with her own sarcasm. “You’re a Metamorphmagus…how cute…I would think that people who are Metamorphmagus’ wouldn’t just show their powers randomly to random people…” she smiled slightly, it was all in good clean fun after all.
“He founded Storm Enterprises, top of the line racing brooms for the top riders.” She added their slogan to the title. “It went international about nine years ago…all the Quidditch teams buy from it.”
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Post by Jacob Collin on May 29, 2009 18:11:19 GMT -6
"Well normal Metomorphous wouldn't but your a Hufflepuff so it's all good. We are like family. I've heard of that company. Don't really like their brooms much." Jacob said as he returned to normal. He put his cleaning gear back in his bag and laid his brown down to dry. "Have a seat why don't you?"
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Post by Rayn Tenzaku on May 29, 2009 18:43:41 GMT -6
Her eyes narrowed at the comment about the company, those brooms were intend for Quidditch professonals...what would he know, she found then to be some of the best brooms...HELLO Quidditch teams around the world use those brooms for a reason!...family indeed...
Either way she found chatting with him to be better than having nothing to do...or anyone else to chat with."Oh!...I just realized, I don't know your name..." it was true, she had seen him in the common room, and maybe a class here and there, but never had stopped to ask that simple question...or paid attention to it in class.
"Names Rayn, Rayn Tenzaku." she said and even offered him a 'pretty smile'.
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Post by Jacob Collin on May 29, 2009 18:50:51 GMT -6
"Oh yea. My name is Jacob Collin. You might know my parents if you ever go to the Kenmare Kestrels games. My dad's the keeper and my mom is one of the chasers." Jacob said as he gave a small grin. "What year are you in?"
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Post by Rayn Tenzaku on May 29, 2009 19:13:40 GMT -6
"Those are your parents? Nice people...I met them once." She was speaking the true...they were nice, well at least when she met them they were...the only reason why she had is because of the broom company, Quidditch teams sent tickets to the broom company for giving them good deals on the brooms when they bought them.
"I'm a sixth year...only one more after these and I'll be off into the real world!" She said with a slight laugh, happy to be off the subject of brooms and such...she really did want to get aggravated with Jacob...he seemed like a nice kid...if not to cocky.
"You?"
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Post by Jacob Collin on May 29, 2009 19:18:33 GMT -6
"Fifth year. I miss the old years tho. So much fun." Jacob looked at her and smiled. " So what are you gonna try to do when you get out of here?" he asked with a grin
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Post by Rayn Tenzaku on May 29, 2009 19:58:47 GMT -6
Rayn thought for a moment...last year she had her O.W.L.'s and had tested for someone who was going to go into becoming an Auror. "I'm not to sure honestly, I'm on the track to becoming an Auror, but I know I'm going to be taking over my brothers company when I turn eighteen...also I might want to go into Quidditch...so yea, I'm still deciding...what about you?"
She though back to last year and smiled. "Also, the best bit of advice I have ever gotten was, during O.W.L.s study your hardest on the subjects that you need for a career, focus on those ones really, as for the other ones...just slid by with passing...that is if your not big on studying..." or if your one of the kids who make bag marks...someone last year had told her that...she really didn't listen to it...well except with Muggle Studies...all the others she made excellent marks.
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Post by Jacob Collin on May 29, 2009 20:03:25 GMT -6
"I'm probably try for Quidditch. If I don't get that I am going to open my own Quidditch Store." Jonathan said as he looked at the ground and watched the bugs crawl on the ground.
"So what classes you taking this year?" he asked as he looked back at Rayn.
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Post by Rayn Tenzaku on May 30, 2009 0:03:20 GMT -6
"Well with whatever you do...good luck, I suppose." she replied shrugging a little and look off into the distance of the grounds...then he asked her about her classes...maybe her first assumptions had been wrong.
"The normal you know, History, COMC, Transfigurations...you know the rest." she was still starring off into space, and her tone took on a dullness to it. "I'm gunna go ahead and assume your taking all the normal classes also..."
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Post by Mika Vinake on May 30, 2009 0:05:19 GMT -6
Today was such a nice day this fine autumn afternoon. The sun was shining, and there was a nice breeze that kept the air cool, but not cold. Mika took advantage of the wonderful weather that finally played in the students favor today and made her way out to the grounds. She wore her typical uniform of a white blouse and a pleated skirt that most knew had been altered and was unacceptable for dress code. Glancing around the grounds, she made her way to the placid lake. As it came into view, Mika noticed two people.
Her eyes fell on the larger one. It seemed to be a male, and by the way he was constantly changing his appearence like an arrogant fool, she knew it had to be that Collins kid she heard about. The metamorphagus who has no shame in flaunting his abnormal ability. Eyes switching to the second, she narrowed her eyes to notice it was that one japanese Hufflepuff she's known for years.
Taking a few steps down, she then got into hearing distance of the two. "Rayn..." she smiled, walking over and shooting Collin a small smile. "What are you doing out here?" She asked.
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