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Joseph Umland, Chaser
Liac is good like that.
Thu Dec 29, 2016 17:56
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Teppenpaw was somehow, due to the peculiarities of magical and, Joe supposed, mansion architecture, far from any natural windows, but somehow, Joe had known it was going to be cold outside from the moment he’d woken up. He even shivered a few times after he reluctantly pushed away his blankets and started fumbling his way into his clothes, thanking the heavens that he had laid his clothes out the night before. He didn’t always remember to do so, but had done so the night before the Crotalus game and it paid off as he yanked a sweater over his head and was instantly relieved by the warmth of it. He didn’t know if he would wear the sweater to the game underneath his Quidditch robes, that depended on how thorough a job his morning tea did of warming him up, but right now, he could not face the thought of going downstairs without it.

John was one of the very few other people already in the Cascade Hall when Joe entered it, clearly suffering, as Joe did, from the effects of having spent far too many mornings of his life walking with his mother and three or four siblings to church at this hour. Since Sonora was not a religious school, though, and going to church at all for the major occasions was a massive headache to arrange and happened seldom, they just frequently had tea and toast together before most of the school arrived and Joe departed to have a proper breakfast with his House, which usually gave far better conversation in the morning. John was capable of coherent verbalizations after two cups, but resented any efforts anyone made to make him demonstrate this capability before he finished the pot, so these first breakfasts were usually quiet. This morning, though, John actually looked up when Joe joined him at the Aladren table.

“Morning.”

“Morning.”

“Ready for th’game?”

“I reckon,” said Joe.

“You should be okay. Their Chasers….” John held his hand up about an inch from the top of the table. Joe nodded, refraining from pointing out that last year, one of those Chasers, along with one of the Crotalus Beaters, had been his own classmates. “And your Seeker, a lot older than theirs. Good guy.”

Joe thought about it and decided this last judgment must refer to Jake. John had abruptly commented one other morning that Jake was “smarter than I thought”, plus Jake had generously lent Clark a broom before midterm, something John presumably approved of. “Yeah,” he said.

He joined the rest of the team at the Teppenpaw table after he finished his tea and more of them arrived, now more in the mood for a protein-rich breakfast that would help him outfly the Crotalus Chasers. By the time he had ingested a substantial amount of it, he was feeling almost cheerful, if still kind of wishing he was bundled up beneath blankets instead of preparing to go out in the snow. It was lighter snow than plenty he had walked through in his life, for sure, and high heat was worse, as cold did at least sometimes allow for fun snowball fights and pouring syrup on the snow to make candy, but Joe just did not particularly enjoy the cold and Sonora’s tendency toward more temperate weather had done nothing to help correct this preference. Contrary to what John had been known to suggest Americans John didn’t happen to like believed, Canadians were not Father Christmas’ elves and so did not routinely happily frolic around at the North Pole in nothing but flannel shorts.

Professor Skies said nothing to explicitly confirm agreement with his belief that they should get this over with as quickly as possible, but she didn’t drag out the formalities, either. It was only a minute of testing the frost under his feet to make sure he didn’t slip before Joe was able to kick off and join in the scramble for the Quaffle. Nat got to it first, which meant Joe just had to play defense for now, sticking to her so she could pass and the Crotali could not crowd her or cut her off, as one of them seemed inclined to at least try to do. Liac drove him off, though, as Nat flew on, and so all Joe had to do was speed up to make sure the now-stray Bludger didn’t hit him before it was once again brought under the control of a Beater, hopefully one in a yellow robe.

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    • Liac is good like that. — Joseph Umland, Chaser, Thu Dec 29 17:56
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