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flying lesson two

QUIDDITCH

 

This was easily Twila’s favorite lesson - she loved being able to introduce the first years to a professional Quidditch player, and she enjoyed sharing the game itself with them too. She was optimistic that introducing the game to her students early in the year might encourage them to participate in their house try-outs. “Hello class, please gather round!” she encouraged them. “We have a guest today! I’d like to you meet @Elizabeth Golden-Keisi, a professional Quidditch player. She’s seeker for Puddlemere United.” Twila paused, clapping politely to set an example and encourage her class to do the same. “Today, we’re going to be talking about Quidditch. As some of you already know, it’s a game played on flying broomsticks. There’s seven players and four positions, with a team made up of three chasers, two beaters, one keeper, and one seeker. I think you’ll best understand it by seeing it for yourselves rather than by hearing me tell you about it so … Beth? Would you demonstrate please?”

 

Beth was so excited. She had been invited back to Hogwarts for a Flying lesson. She remembered her own lessons fondly. She hadn’t been very good at first but eventually she’d gotten the hang of it. She was a good example of how perseverance and practice could make a lot of difference. She had gone from probably one of the worst fliers in the class to a professional Quidditch player.

 

When it was time, she kicked off from the ground to show the students the different positions they could play in a Quidditch game. While she was a seeker, she had played all of the positions before. She started out with the quaffle, showing how chasers raced across the pitch to score goals. Then she switched to keeper, blocking the hoops. Then she took up a beater’s bat and hit the bludger towards the students (well, really slightly to the side so they wouldn’t get hit). Lastly, she took off after the snitch and landed next to Twila when she had caught it.

 

As Beth demonstrated, Twila took on the role of commentator. “That’s Chaser, their job is to score goals. And see that? That’s Keeper, can anyone tell me what they do?” Twila quickly pointed to the first student to raise their hand.

 

“They defend the goals.”

 

She nodded approvingly. “Yes, exactly! And then we’ve got Beaters, they hit the bludgers. Those bludgers will try to knock you off your broom, they’re no joke. And lastly Seeker. Some of you might be able to see the tiny golden ball Beth is chasing, it’s her job to capture it and thus end the match and today’s demonstration.” Twila smiled. “Thanks Beth, that was awesome!”

 

Twila looked around at her students, positively beaming. “Now that we’re done with today’s lesson material, it’s time for a meet and greet with Beth. Please be on your best behavior, or you’ll be dismissed from class.” And probably worse, but Twila hoped it wouldn’t come to that. “Beth?” Twila gestured to the professional, indicating that the spotlight was all hers.

 

Now was her favorite time. Beth didn’t see herself as a celebrity but apparently she was one. She played professional Quidditch because she loved the game but it brought with it being in the limelight. She didn’t mind it most of the time but occasionally people wrote rude things about her. However, she loved making people happy. So getting the chance to mingle with the students was exciting for her.

 

“I’ve brought some merchandise for you all,” she said, indicating a table with items from all of the teams. She played for Puddlemere United but she knew not every student was a fan of her team. She was okay with that. “Take whatever team you support,” she said. “And if you want an autograph or a picture, just start a line.” She waited for the first student to approach. “Hello! It’s fantastic to meet you!”

 

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Homework: A 50 word RP relevant to the lesson will earn you an O. 

Also, one person may claim each bolded student mentioned above. Please make a note in your lesson header of the student you're claiming.

 

Extra Credit: (Optional!) Choose at most one option:

  •  RP the lesson in an additional 150 words (for a total of 200 or more words).
    • You may accomplish this by making multiple posts in the lesson if you'd like. The total WC for all of your posts should be at least 200 to qualify for EC.
  • Anything else! An essay? A diary entry? Art? A reaction to one of the "other lessons" listed below? I'll consider anything relevant to the lesson as extra credit, feel free to be creative! If you choose to do a writing-based option, your total WC should be at least 200. 

 

In other lessons ... 

  • Acceleration & braking (including aerodynamic flying positions)
  • Hovering and rotating in place
  • Basic turning maneuvers (while moving forward)
  • Fitness for flying

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Joseph Wilkins

Joseph Wilkins

1st Year Hufflepuff

Flying 2

WC 132

 

In today's flying class, Joe was being told a bout a game with a weird-sounding name, that apparently involved flying, scoring goals and avoiding being hit by rogue balls. No thank you! Joe was attending these lessons, but he had already come to the opinion that flying was unnatural and any sport which involved it should be avoided at all costs.

 

They had a guest, a professional player of the game but that didn't matter to Joe. He would be polite to the woman, he was polite to everybody but he didn't care two figs for the game she was demonstrating. Joe had no objection to ball games in gerneal, but he preferred that the ball stayed on or near the ground at all times during the match.

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Willa Henry

Willa Henry

Slytherin

First Year

WC: 220

 

Willa's eyes opened wide once she realized what the lesson was for the day. She was panting, having run the whole length down to the Quidditch Pitch because she was incapable of being on time even when they were bells and alarms and reminders everywhere. What she wouldn't admit to the professor was that she had been trying to sneak a duel in, which hadn't worked, but it had led to a long run from the dueling chamber than it was from the Great Hall. 

 

While the lesson itself felt boring, Willa had played in a kiddie Quidditch league over the summer, she was more excited to meet an actual, professional Quidditch player. And maybe she should have paid more attention to the rules and roles in Quidditch that were being explained as her own team had called her the human bludger, but she was more distracted by all the free things laid out on a table nearby. Willa had purposely hung out in the back of the crowd, not wanting to see @Dale McQueen-Trengrove's expression or if he even remembered that Quidditch match, but the second they were allowed to get the jerseys, she raced to grab a Kenmare Kestrels one. Brackleberry may not have had its own team, but she figured a popular Irish one was close enough. 

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Pine Tree

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     FIRST YEAR | GRYFFINDOR | FLYING| LESSON TWO | 77 WORDS      

 

Quidditch, something he didn’t care about all. And there was some famous player that he didn’t who they were since he didn’t follow the game. He did know the game and how it worked.Still it was not something he was caring about at all. He was sitting there and just thought that this class was a bit boring at this moment in time. But he was here, and wasn’t going to have to try and fly. 

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Annag Hamblton

Annag Hamblton

Ravenclaw - First year

Lesson 2

WC - 209

 

Having only boys in her neighboring area back home, she heard a lot of talk on the subject of Quidditch. Her mum and dad, and for that matter everyone there, was a fan of the Scottish National Quidditch team. Perhaps they weren't the best team around, but they were THEIR team.

 

Boys tended to play up the hard hits and injuries in their talk. Dangerous antics and fowl play were all juicy topics under the tree after chores. Annag had always viewed the sport as fun to watch, but hard-hitting and fraught with potential calamity. But here was a lovely woman who was also a professional Quidditch player. Nice to see.

 

Annag waited her turn and shook the hand of Ms. Golden-Keisi. She politely asked for an autograph knowing that, though she wasn't on the National's team, an autograph of a professional player would be held in high regard among her friends back home.

 

Not to mention the free merch! She scurried over to the table in search of anything with the Scottish National’s logo on it. Mum and dad were definitely not in to spending money on such things. So getting a free jersey to wear among her friends was the most exciting part of the whole day.

 

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Sabine Frost

          ASSISTANT POST          

 

Sabine was a new convert to flying, but not to quidditch. Her favourite team from her childhood was the Montrose Magpies. But that loyalty was tested this time last year when Madam Wilde-Hextor introduced them to a member of the Kenmare Kestrels. But seeing a couple of Magpies games over the summer had reinforced her allegiance.

 

At least, that was her position going in to today’s lesson. She suspected she would be merely watching on this time around, but she dutifully attended – just in case any students had questions. Not just about the sport of quidditch, but the other lessons from the week – especially braking and turning manoeuvres, which she found challenging as a first-year herself.

 

But her proximity to a real-life quidditch player was always likely to turn her head and she was delighted to be meeting Elizabeth Golden-Keisi. She was a top-quality seeker – and Sabine had to reign in her enthusiasm and remember that the guest was here for the students, not the flying assistants!

 

So, she stood at the back, available for questions and hoping that she might get a chance to meet the Puddlemere player at the end of the lesson. And maybe, just maybe, there might be a Magpies something or another left over.

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Elizabeth Golden-Keisi

Beth was delighted to meet so many kind students. She could tell who the muggleborns were since they didn't seem to understand much of anything. She made sure to give them extra time to answer questions and make them feel welcome in the wizarding world. "Hello there!" she said to the next student. "It's fantastic to meet you!"

 

Please @ me if you would like me to interact with you! ❤️

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Zachary Montague

Zachary Montague

First Year Slytherin

 

You have got to be kidding me. Zach's thoughts were less than impressed as their instructor introduced them to their 'special guest', Elizabeth Golden-Keisi. Apparently, it was impressive that she was a seeker for Puddlemere United.

 

"Wait until they find out dad's the Falcons and England seeker," Zach said to his brother, dry.

 

Obviously out for some sort of PR stunt, Golden-Keisi flew up into the air to show them the different positions which could be found in quidditch whilst Madam Wilde-Hextor narrated, like some sort of bad quidditch commentator. Couldn't they have got an entire team to come and demonstrate for them? It would have been much more beneficial to see the players in action up against each other, he thought. He'd have asked his dad, but @Sebastian Montague probably had better things to do with his time.

 

At the end of the show, Madam Wilde-Hextor revealed that they would be having a meet-and-greet with the star herself.

 

Zach could not contain his excitement. 

 

"Hi," he said, when @Elizabeth Golden-Keisi greeted him perkily. "It's fantastic to meet you too," he lied. He was going to sell this autograph to some dumb kid at the next quidditch convention he went to. Some people actually genuinely supported Puddlemere United and would be willing to pay money to get a signed photograph; he was sure he'd be able to find someone with bad enough taste to take it off his hands. "Thanks," he said when she'd finished signing it, and smiled his most charming smile. "I'll treasure it always."

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Josie Potter

Josie Potter

Hufflepuff/First Year

Lesson 2

 

Attendance & EC:  wc = 263

 

Was it a bad thing that Josie could probably recited the players and their positions right along with their instructor as she explained the game of quidditch to them?  Probably not.  Was it a good thing that Josie refrained from doing so as well as from rolling her eyes at the overload of quidditch information she was getting?  Yes, it probably was.  Growing up among Potters and Weasleys, there was a one hundred percent guarantee that the topic of conversation eventually moved to the subject of quidditch and who's favorite team was doing what.  Consider the fact that her Grandmother Ginny played for the Holyhead Harpies and now was Sports Editor at the Daily Prophet?  Then there's all the uncles and Grandfather Harry who played for their house quidditch teams.  Yeah, she knew quidditch whether she wanted to or not.

 

Josie watched the demonstration with polite attention but it still did not give her any reason to try out for the Hufflepuff house team.  That was her brother's domain.  She'd be in the stands cheering him and his housemates on.  Once the demonstration was over, Josie fell in line and greeted their guest politely.  "Thank you for coming, ma'am," she told Beth.  "Its a pleasure to meet you."  The last thing Josie wanted was for Grandmother Ginny to hear she had been rude to a visiting quidditch player.  Though, as she headed back to her spot, Josie hoped her grandmother had not written any criticism of their guest and if she did, Josie really hoped the guest did not connect her to grandma.

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Adrina Althaus-Valerio

Assistant Post

 

Though she really wanted to allow herself to get just as excited over the quidditch player as the first years, Addy held back and hung around the table of merchandise that was up for grabs.  She had, after all, gotten to see a few professional players during the last few years during all of the seminars and they hadn't.  

 

So while the vast majority of the group was occupied with Beth talking and showing off in the air, the third year took the chance to pocket some of the quidditch gear for herself before the ickles could get the chance to have a look at it.  Then, once they did head that way she was right there to point them towards some of the things she had deemed less important.  

 

Key chains... flags... massive foam fingers...  "Ohh look everyone at these!"  She grinned, holding up a funny looking hat.   

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Fenella Campbell

Fenella Campbell

Hufflepuff First Year

WC: 281

 

Fenella was disappointed to discover that this week instead of actually flying they were staying put on the ground. Her disappointed disappeared quickly though to discover that flying was part of wizard sports! Back at home Fenella had played netball in school, and had always enjoyed a kick-to-kick of the football with her friends at the park on the weekend, but it never occurred to her that there were magic sports! This was the coolest thing she'd learnt so far at magic school!

 

The first year listened to the guest speaker and professor and watched intently as they explained and demonstrated different parts of the game. There were 3 balls including one that was psycho and one that was tiny with wings, bats and of course the uniforms included capes! Fenella had never seen so many capes before in her life. 

 

At the end of the demonstration there was a Q&A with the magic sport player, but Fenella wasn't feeling very confident about asking anything. It was clear that there were a lot of others in her class who already knew about the game - she guessed they were the ones that had magical parents and knew about magic before receiving their Hogwarts letter. So instead she made her way over to the merchandise table. 

 

"Oh look!" she exclaimed to no one in particular. "Portree have a team! I went to school there!" She took a pin that had Pride of Portree on it knowing that if her town had a magic sport team, then there had to be others living there that knew about magic. So while she didn't get to fly, this was definitely her favourite lesson so far!

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Winsome Tenpenny

  first year slytherin  

winsome tenpenny

  flying | lesson two | word count: 269 

 

Winsome was not a fan.

 

There was nothing that was fancy or anywhere near as awe-inspiring about flying or even the game that used the broomsticks. Quidditch was just something that people who thought they were better than others because they had unworldly athletic ability made them better than everyone else. This was far from the normality and thought that she had known while growing up, and despite the fact that there was a real life professional quidditch player in front of them, she was not impressed. She wouldn't have been impressed even if it was Harry Potter in his glory days chasing down fifteen different golden snitches. This was not some sport that someone should've been proud of. It was antiquated and barbaric in her mind because everything that it stood for was just violence and more violence with a side of even more violence.

 

It was something of a violence stew as it were, and she would not want any part of it. Even if you were a professional quidditch player, in her mind that did not make you a celebrity as celebrities were someone who the entire wizarding world would know, like the Minister for Magic, or even just the head of the auror department. Not someone who put on a uniform and flew around a pitch trying to catch a tiny golden ball.  That meant nothing, and she just rolled her eyes as people kept asking questions and commenting things about how quidditch was the best, and that's when she finally had enough.

 

"Why don't you get a real job?"

 

Was the snark needed? No.

 

Did she care? Also no.

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Anastasia Valentin

♪♫ 𝓐nastasia 𝓘vanovna 𝓥alentin  ♪♬

Flying lesson 2 + EC

First year Hufflepuff

WC: 206

 

Being a rather cheeky monkey when she wanted to be, Little miss Valentin had circled around the group, of course having a twin made it easier for Ana to duck out of sight and wonder off towards the table that held a treasure trove of Quidditch goodies. Being a big Puddlemere fan like her sister, she was on the lookout for some signed photos and other items with her teams colours and logos on, ''Drats!'' she spat as an older Hufflepuff ( @Adrina Althaus-Valerio ) girl was swiping up all the good items, ''OI! save some for me please.''

 

Once she'd got a few bits and bobs, making sure to swipe a few for Viktoriya, she made her way to the back of the group to listen to the last of the conversation. ''Here ( @Viktoriya Valentin )Toriya got this for ya!'' she held out the hand full of goodies into the back of her sister, ''Avoid the rush and all.'' ''Thank you @Elizabeth Golden-Keisi for showing us what a real flyer can do! Oh and the goodies!'' Then something really hit a nerve when she began to hear @Winsome Tenpenny try to put down the player, ''At least people have heard of her Winsome....What's your last name again?''

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Dale McQueen-Trengrove

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d a l e MCQUEEN-TRENGROVE

SLYTHERIN | FIRST YEAR

FLYING 02 | WORD COUNT: 241

 

He supposed it was "kind of" cool that there was a professional Quidditch player to be a special guest, but he had never considered playing Quidditch after Hogwarts (he liked both dueling and Quidditch but would chose dueling if it came down to it) and he was not a fan of Puddlemere United. So it wasn't like he was dying to get an autograph or anything unlike some of his classmates probably. He did appreciate though that she had brought stuff from other teams rather than just her own. A sign of someone who was thoughtful (unlike him). 

 

Dale yawned loudly during the entire explanation of the rules. He did not need those explained to him. He did notice @Willa Henry go up to grab his team's jersey. He should have guessed that she might be a fan of the Kenmare Kestrels too given that they had both played in the Irish leagues. The other thing he immediately noticed was @Zachary Montague either kissing up to @Elizabeth Golden-Keisi or actually genuinely wanting to meet her and get her autograph. 

 

He couldn't tell which. Either way he snorted. He was just here for the free Kenmare Kestrel stuff that he could probably wear around the common room or at least hang some stuff in his dorm, which currently was kind of sparse. He had figured he could add to it over the years. 

 

"Hope the jerseys fit," he muttered under his breath. 

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Zachary Montague

Zachary Montague

First Year Slytherin {reaction post}

 

When @Winsome Tenpenny snarked aloud that she didn't think quidditch was a real job, she went immediately down in Zach's estimation. 1) she didn't like quidditch, which was the sport of kings and 2) she had been dumb enough to say such a thing out loud when there were clearly many, many kids around who did. Zach, who was always highly-socially conscious at all times, thought this was a bit like social suicide in a way so: he stared.

 

He was only really snapped out of it when he heard @Dale McQueen-Trengrove muttering something under his breath about his jersey not fitting. Glancing around, Zach looked for one marked XXXXXXXL, clearly designed for half-giant supporters, and held it out to Dale with his most charming smile. 

 

"Here," he said, "I'm sure you'll be able to get this one over your head."

 

He was such a kind housemate, it was true.

Edited by Zachary Montague

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Madam Wilde-Hextor

Twila closely observed the interactions between her students and their professional guest. She beamed as many of them seemed interested in the player she'd invited, as well as the shiny merchandise. 

 

But her smile was gone when she heard @Winsome Tenpenny's words. "Miss Tenpenny! I expect my students to respect guests in our class. You're dismissed from this lesson, please go back to the castle. Five points from Slytherin." Not only did Twila expect her students to be polite to guests, but the Slytherin's words had also hit a nerve. A professional duelist herself, Twila took them personally. Honestly, Twila liked to think professional dueling was her real job, not any of the other things she did. 

 

Twila really hoped no one else would be so unwise as to be rude to Beth. 

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Jerome Chan

jerome chan zhi hong.

hufflepuff.

first year.

 

Lesson Two + EC

 

Jerome's mouth formed a little 'o' at the mention of a professional quidditch player. His aunt used to be a quidditch player too! She then became a referee after she got pregnant but she still had all her medals and trophies hanging on the walls, along with her brooms and some souvenirs from special games. He guessed that flying was linked to quidditch, but he wondered if there were other things someone could do with flying. He watched an anime movie about a girl who delivered things on a broom, but there were owls for that, and he was sure someone would catch sight of a person flying through the air on a broom. Maybe not, after all.

 

Thrilled at the thought of meeting someone professional, and his eyes widened at all the merchandise she brought with her. Maybe she would even know his aunt. He smiled when it finally got to his turn. "Hello," he greeted @Elizabeth Golden-Keisi with a deep bow. "May I ask you some questions?" He paused to wait for her to say yes before continuing. "I was wondering about what kind of people are good for each position. Do you have any ideas? Also, what are the different teams here like?" Then, with a smile, he added, "My aunt used to be a professional quidditch player too, but she played for the team in Hong Kong. Do you know her? Her name is Dong Zaihua."

 

word count: 240

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Amalia Mayer

Amalia Mayer

Gryffindor

First Year

Lesson Two + EC

WC: 237

 

Amalia was stoked. First of all, they were on the Quidditch Pitch! Did that mean they were going to get to play the game? Amalia couldn't wait to get in the air and play. While she was a strong flyer, she rarely had anyone or anywhere to really play Quidditch, so she wasn't great at it. Yet. Amalia was determined that next year she would try out for the Gryffindor team and hopefully get on it. That would be an absolute dream.

 

Amalia's second reason for being stoked was that there was an actual real live professional Quidditch player here! Wanting to meet them! Amalia didn't have to work to pay sharp attention to every word Elizabeth Golden-Keisi said, eager to absorb her tips and instructions and learn what it takes to become a Quidditch player. As she watched, Amalia couldn't help but wonder if she could become a Quidditch player. Sports always were her favorite thing anyway, and what she was best at.

 

Now of course, Amalia wasn't a Puddlemere United fan. She didn't hate them, but they just weren't her team. However, this Elizabeth woman was so nice and cool and skilled, Amalia was seriously reconsidering that stance. When she bounded up to her to get her autograph, she did pick out a nice Puddlemere United flag, because she felt that making Ms. (Professor?) Golden-Keisi sign something from another team was a little bit rude. 

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Prometheus Saintcross

Prometheus Saintcross

Ravenclaw First Year

Lesson Two + EC (wc: 265)

 

Easily distracted by bits of dust floating on the wind, it meant nothing to Prom that there was a Real Live Quidditch player joining their class today. He absently clapped because everyone else was clapping, but his eyes were following a little ball of fluff that had clearly escaped from a weed or flower and was now gently riding air currents up and down. He held up his thumb and index finger, prepared to snatch it, when he noticed that Angel was acting more furtive than usual.

 

"What's the matter?" he asked her. "Not a Quidditch fan?"

 

"No, it's not that," she murmured, but she clearly didn't want to talk about it, so he frowned but then went back to trying to retrieve the floaty fluff. Of course, every time he tried to nab it from the air, the speed of his hand caused a little burst of wind that would send it just out of reach. "I guess I can cross ninja off my list of career possibilities," he mused, but Angel wasn't listening. The Famous Person had laid out a table of free merchandise, and the students had mauled it almost immediately. Angel was carefully picking through a little bin of what looked like action figures.

 

"Anyone good?" he asked, peering over her shoulder. She was cradling one between two hands and had a smile on her face for the first time that hour. Prom peeked into the bin. "I don't see anyone I recognize," he said with a shrug. This wasn't saying much, seeing as none of them were Batman. Or Shakespeare.

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Margarleon Turpentine

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Margarleon Turpentine

   Slytherin 1st Year  186 words

    ☣ ☣ ☣ ☣ ☣ ☣ 

 

Leon was well familiar with quidditch, although he’d never been to a game. If he was lucky he could drop by Trevor’s to listen to one on the man’s wireless, but that wasn’t quite the same. He had to settle for getting his sports fix by sneaking into pubs to watch football games on the small televisions they had. Which was good enough for him, and largely why he was such an avid Liverpool fan, but for quidditch, it’d always been about the Tornados for him.

 

So, while he’d heard of the woman who was their guest lecturer that day, he wasn’t entirely excited about meeting her… until he saw she was giving out all sorts of team garb. And Merlin knew, anything with free stuff was something that Leon wanted in on. When he got up to the front, he asked, “Any chance you got any Tornados stuff?” He was polite, but not overly so, as he looked up at @Elizabeth Golden-Keisi for an answer. At least he wasn’t just randomly digging through the piles until he found what he wanted without asking, right?

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