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"Ad victoriam!"
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What:Cue the bloodshed Gryffindor vs. Slytherin Quidditch Match
Where: Quidditch Pitch
When: Tuesday afternoon
Rating: Open
Kurt had never had any interest in being a Quidditch player, despite the fact his father was one of the top broom makers in Britain. He abhorred calloused hands and it was just atrocious on the nails. One had to take care of their assets, after all. Instead, he had started the first Hogwarts cheer squad, the Cheerios, so he was present at every match as it was. Of course, without fail, he was determined to see his House win at all times even if the Cheerios existed to support every team.
And sure, he bitched out his cheerleaders on a regular basis to keep them on their toes, but really, he thought they were a pretty fine bunch. He wouldn't bother himself dealing with them if they weren't, and they were all in fine form this year after many practices. He stood down on the side of the pitch at the base of the high bleachers full of enthusiastic students in the Quidditch mood, blue eyes watching the Slytherin team flying around up above in some warm-up drills before the game. Gryffindor had their turn on the pitch before Kurt got there, but of course there was only one Quidditch player he really had interest in having his eyes on.
Still, it was Slytherin vs. Gryffindor, and nothing was ever sacred with that. Bring it on indeed.
[ooc Enjoy! And anyone, feel free to tag Kurt while he waits, no bother]
What:
Where: Quidditch Pitch
When: Tuesday afternoon
Rating: Open
Kurt had never had any interest in being a Quidditch player, despite the fact his father was one of the top broom makers in Britain. He abhorred calloused hands and it was just atrocious on the nails. One had to take care of their assets, after all. Instead, he had started the first Hogwarts cheer squad, the Cheerios, so he was present at every match as it was. Of course, without fail, he was determined to see his House win at all times even if the Cheerios existed to support every team.
And sure, he bitched out his cheerleaders on a regular basis to keep them on their toes, but really, he thought they were a pretty fine bunch. He wouldn't bother himself dealing with them if they weren't, and they were all in fine form this year after many practices. He stood down on the side of the pitch at the base of the high bleachers full of enthusiastic students in the Quidditch mood, blue eyes watching the Slytherin team flying around up above in some warm-up drills before the game. Gryffindor had their turn on the pitch before Kurt got there, but of course there was only one Quidditch player he really had interest in having his eyes on.
Still, it was Slytherin vs. Gryffindor, and nothing was ever sacred with that. Bring it on indeed.
[ooc Enjoy! And anyone, feel free to tag Kurt while he waits, no bother]
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