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Crash
Mar 20, 2007 19:58:03 GMT -5
Post by Zachariah Moore on Mar 20, 2007 19:58:03 GMT -5
Zack sort of crashed into the first chair available in the lounge. His head pounded and his stomach was doing flips. He groaned as he closed is eyes.
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Crash
Mar 21, 2007 6:35:27 GMT -5
Post by Ian Flanagan on Mar 21, 2007 6:35:27 GMT -5
"You all right, man?" Ian asked, looking up from his sketchpad, which had somehow found its way on top of his Multi-Cultural Magical Studies textbook; he'd been so bad lately about focusing on his work when he should be; they were having a quiz in Roman rituals and he was doodling . . . "You don't look so good . . . like you'd been over at Kinrick all night . . ."
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Crash
Mar 21, 2007 6:56:50 GMT -5
Post by Zachariah Moore on Mar 21, 2007 6:56:50 GMT -5
Zack opened one eye and looked towards Ian. "I'm just peachy." He smiled slightly.
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Crash
Mar 21, 2007 7:07:09 GMT -5
Post by Ian Flanagan on Mar 21, 2007 7:07:09 GMT -5
"Yeah?" Ian replied, and flipped his head back, shaking his dark red hair out of his face and looking at the boy. "You're in my house, aren't you?" He wasn't sure, but he would've sworn he'd seen the boy a few times at a Wolfsbane bonfire.
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Crash
Mar 21, 2007 13:00:29 GMT -5
Post by Zachariah Moore on Mar 21, 2007 13:00:29 GMT -5
"Wolfsbane? Yeah"
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Crash
Mar 23, 2007 8:59:14 GMT -5
Post by Ian Flanagan on Mar 23, 2007 8:59:14 GMT -5
"BEst house to be in, right?" he said airily, and smiled a little.
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Crash
Mar 23, 2007 9:23:37 GMT -5
Post by Zachariah Moore on Mar 23, 2007 9:23:37 GMT -5
Zack smiled despite his pounding head. "Course it is. I'm in it." He laughed a little.
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Crash
Mar 23, 2007 9:45:54 GMT -5
Post by Ian Flanagan on Mar 23, 2007 9:45:54 GMT -5
Ian tilted his head thoughtfully. "You're the Quidditch captain, right? Anything open on the team this year?"
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Crash
Mar 23, 2007 10:04:05 GMT -5
Post by Zachariah Moore on Mar 23, 2007 10:04:05 GMT -5
Zack nodded. "Yeah actually we need chasers beaters and a keeper."
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Crash
Mar 23, 2007 10:10:26 GMT -5
Post by Ian Flanagan on Mar 23, 2007 10:10:26 GMT -5
"I'm fast-really fast . . . I can edge someone out . . . what would that be best for? Chaser, you think?" he asked him.
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Crash
Mar 23, 2007 10:15:16 GMT -5
Post by Zachariah Moore on Mar 23, 2007 10:15:16 GMT -5
Zack sat up straight, lookng Ian over. nodding slowly. "Yeah...chaser."
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Crash
Mar 23, 2007 10:20:38 GMT -5
Post by Ian Flanagan on Mar 23, 2007 10:20:38 GMT -5
Ian grinned. "Yeah, think I'd be good at it. Hey, you ever do any broom racing?" Ian probably liked that even more than Quidditch.
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Crash
Mar 23, 2007 10:21:52 GMT -5
Post by Zachariah Moore on Mar 23, 2007 10:21:52 GMT -5
Zack smirked. "Wanna find out?"
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Crash
Mar 23, 2007 10:28:02 GMT -5
Post by Ian Flanagan on Mar 23, 2007 10:28:02 GMT -5
"Oh hell yeah," Ian agreed, fully willing to fuck off his work for such a thing. He had Multi-Cultural Magical Studies in an hour but he could make it back. "I surely would . . ." His eyes sort of lit up; since he'd grown apart from his brother that sort of thing was missed.
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Crash
Mar 23, 2007 10:30:02 GMT -5
Post by Zachariah Moore on Mar 23, 2007 10:30:02 GMT -5
"Let me go up to the drm, grab my broom and splash some water on my face, We'll meet at the pitch in say 15 minutes?" Zack said, standing up. He needed to get active again if he wanted to attend any classes today. Getting his adreldine rushing would be just the thing.
OCC: Want to make the thread? or me? Hey wait...wheres the pitch? lol
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