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[Cayden Charmaine]

Cayden will have to brainstorm what more they can offer to the donors which pushes their generosity even further. This was a worry for later as he had more pressing matters in hand. He helped her in one of the seats, sitting beside her when the match started. The Bats were giving Kestrels a hell of a hard time after the second round of tie and he would have enjoyed the view of Isabelle's face as she cursed the team for being in lead had he not seen a man enter.

The way he was dressed terribly ridiculous and defied all the manly ways of dressing. He has not interacted with the Ministry but Cayden is sure the boy does not hold an invitation to the VIP Lounge. He watched as the Head Healer made his way over to him. First the journalists, now uninvited guests. From the corner of his eyes, he noticed Emilie leave and he stood up from his seat. "Come with me," Cayden asked Izzy as they left the VIP stands. He went out to speak to the security regarding their lack of attention when something rumbled under his feet. Was it an earthquake? They weren't too far from the VIP lounge but not close either so when the explosion came, Cayden grabbed Isabelle's arm tightly but the building was already collapsing. He was hit by pieces of rock falling on them as he cursed thinking about Jin. He would have gone back had not the boulders blocked their way. Cayden gripped her hand tightly, coughing as more rocks hit him. One straight on the side of his head where something warm trickled and he closed his eyes, focusing on the vendor area outside where he disapparated the two.

- Cayden & Izzy exit

[Nienor Riverwinds]

Nienor and Blaine were enjoying the moment when someone approached them, a man who greeted Blaine and whom Ninny was told was his team mate. They were introduced, which the girl very happy since she didn't know many of Blaine's acquaintances. "nice to meet you Hunter, I heard do much about you!" the two men were chatteing away when two journalists announced their arrival... And were promptly asked to leave by the Minister herself, but not before Hunter answered to a few questions. Blaine refused though, postponing the Q&A to after the match. Nienor watched. Blaine was used to have reporters around and she couldn't be more proud of her buttercup!

When the two were finally sent away, the Minister and the Head Healer of St Mungo's made a short speech and the game began. It was very hectic from the start, the quaffle was much fought over and the players sped so that she often lost sight of them. She couldn't help but think they were very good, but her boyfriend was a whole other league. Suddenly a tremendously loud explosion happened taking her breath away. She didn't had time to react as she realized the ground beneath her feet was failing her and she had started falling. Instinctively she grabbed Blaine's arm with one hand while her other arm folded quickly around her belly to protect the baby. She didn't even scream, she wasn't even worried for herself, as long as the two loves of her life were ok, and she wasn't sure they would be. In a couple of seconds she had fallen through the debris of the VIP stands, hitting the ground hard but luckily ending up on a piece of something that looked like canvas, maybe the covering of some part of the stands, which attenuated her fall. She couldn't move and speaking was a big effort. "B... Blaine? Hon? Are you ok?" She asked, not daring to turn her head towards him for fear of making more damage. Her past as a junior healer had taught her that could sometimes be the case. The pain in her body was blinding her to the point she almost didn't feel it anymore, but what scared her the most was that she couldn't say in what state her belly was and therefore her baby.

[Healer Marthine Homstad]

Claiming RED #8: Nienor Riverwinds

After sending her patient from the Quidditch pitch to St. Mungo's, Marthine was asked by one of the rescue team to tend to a pregnant woman who has fallen from the VIP section of the stadium. Oh yes, being a emergeny healer is not easy, especially if youre wearing a pair of stilettos. Please remind this blonde woman to never wear high heels in a quidditch match ever. She was briefed that the pregnant's woman's husband was badly injured as well but she decided to look after the mother and the unborn child first. The rescuer ushered her to the scene, where dirt and other matter obscured her vision and made it troublesome to breathe. Upon arrival, Marthine almost cried as she spotted the couple sprawled on the shattered ground. "Ma'am? I'm a healer from St. Mungo's. How are you feeling right now?" Marthine asked as she held the woman's hand. She's not a maternity expert nor have delivered a baby but she'll do her best to keep the mother and the baby alive until someone from the hospital takes care of them. Pulling out her wand, she pointed it to the woman's abdomen to check the unborn child's condition. As the green haze appeared before her, Marthine squinted her eyes to check for a sign of life from the baby and let a sigh of relief upon seeing the faint heartbeat coming from the womb. The woman was lucky enough to land on something than piles of rock. Not only she was saved but her baby as well. Marthine moved her wand across the body to check further injuries. The woman could be suffering from concussion so Marthine placed neck brace to prevent any insult injury while she's being transported to the hospital. With the stretcher ready on her side, Marthine used the levitation charm rather carefully and quickly summoned a portkey that would tranfer them safely to the hospital. Before get going, she went to check on the husband as well. "Sir? I will come back for you soon, okay? Your wife and child will be fine. I promise that." She told him before being sent by the portkey to the Emergency Room.

[Official Xander Ryuu]

The blast rocked the stadium; however, it is not clear what caused the explosion yet. No one knows if it’s an accident and not a deliberate act. But Xander knew this is just not a coincidence. The blast has happened at the much-awaited event, at a sensitive time of the quidditch game  both teams have high scores and the snitch is only seconds away from being snatched, where everyone is already inside while cheering for both teams. On the field and even on his way to the VIP section, he had already seen a lot of dead bodies, few very scared people, calling family and friends, this will bring traumatic memories for all the people who experienced the blast. Xander rushed toward the epicentre of the incident. By this time, there were a lot of people going in and out of there, both healers and ministry officials. Smoke engulfed the area and burning smell and it became increasingly warm and difficult to breathe. They need to act fast the evacuate the area. This was by far the most frightening thing that has ever happened to him but despite the chaos, it seemed to make sense to check on the Minister and save her from any harm as fast as possible. He saw blood everywhere, there was even a man who doesn’t have his legs, next to him was a body who’s shaking. Glass and rubbles everywhere. There was a lot of panic, people were running all over the place that Xander has to dodge quite a few. Just as he entered the room, he was shock to find it……gone. He can only see flame and rubbles. He saw few people being carried out, one of them is the Head Healer and the other is the Minister. Xander went to check the woman but the two healers are on the way to the hospital. From the look of things, the Minister is seriously hit and in great danger. He was overwhelmed with the scene and the catastrophe. He told them he’s going to visit the hospital as soon as possible. He will leave the Minister to the capable hands of the healers; evacuation will need to be dealt with for now. They also need to investigate what exactly happened here. Xander took a last look of the blast site and disapparated from that place. He needs to talk to his colleagues.

 

/exit Xander

[Blaine Totterdale]

 

Hunter bumped his first into Blaine’s as the guy greeted him back. “Happy to be here.” He chucked and turned this attention to his partner whom he introduced as Nienor. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Nienor.” He extended his hand for a handshake. Noting her delicate condition, Hunter smiled, “And congratulations on your baby!” Speaking of kids, Blaine said his greeting for Harper, “Sure, I will tell him that, he’s been bugging me to get your signature too.” He laughed; his son can be too hyper at times. He sipped on his wine again just as Blaine asked him if the rest of their teammates will be here. “I’ve actually expected they’ll be here hence why I came.” It was in that moment when the journalist approached them for a quick interview, whom Blaine politely declined but Hunter acknowledged.

 

At Miss Hwang's question, he cringed. “Uuuuuuhh, that’s a tough question, Miss Hwang.” Everyone has a favorite team or even player, although most of them would never admit that. He chuckled and shook his head, “I don’t think I do…I’d like to give both teams a fair chance to prove their worth.” But of course, no one treats all teams equally, it’s part of human nature. Hunter is also a part of a team which people adore and idolize too so he thought it’s not fair for him to be giving his opinion on which team is better than the other. Especially if he’s just going to based it on limited amount of information, often times hear-say, media reports or one of the experiences. Although he’s got good amount of exposure in this sport, he didn’t want to be that someone who relies on stereotypical information about players and teams.

 

He was saved by the bell when the Minister addressed the Daily Prophet employees. Hunter grinned at the lady journalist, “Well...I think that concludes my attendance here Miss Hwang, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” He turned to Blaine and his partner Neinor. “I’ll be going now, seems like the game will start in few minutes.” He tapped Blaine’s (gm?) shoulder, “I’ll see you later man!” While the Minister is giving her introductory speech, Hunter slipped quietly out of the VIP section to go back to the Stands. For sure his son Harper is screaming his heart out now due to excitement.

 

/ exit Hunter

 

 

 

Nienor and Blaine were enjoying the moment when someone approached them, a man who greeted Blaine and whom Ninny was told was his team mate. They were introduced, which the girl very happy since she didn't know many of Blaine's acquaintances. "nice to meet you Hunter, I heard do much about you!" the two men were chatteing away when two journalists announced their arrival... And were promptly asked to leave by the Minister herself, but not before Hunter answered to a few questions. Blaine refused though, postponing the Q&A to after the match. Nienor watched. Blaine was used to have reporters around and she couldn't be more proud of her buttercup!

When the two were finally sent away, the Minister and the Head Healer of St Mungo's made a short speech and the game began. It was very hectic from the start, the quaffle was much fought over and the players sped so that she often lost sight of them. She couldn't help but think they were very good, but her boyfriend was a whole other league. Suddenly a tremendously loud explosion happened taking her breath away. She didn't had time to react as she realized the ground beneath her feet was failing her and she had started falling. Instinctively she grabbed Blaine's arm with one hand while her other arm folded quickly around her belly to protect the baby. She didn't even scream, she wasn't even worried for herself, as long as the two loves of her life were ok, and she wasn't sure they would be. In a couple of seconds she had fallen through the debris of the VIP stands, hitting the ground hard but luckily ending up on a piece of something that looked like canvas, maybe the covering of some part of the stands, which attenuated her fall. She couldn't move and speaking was a big effort. "B... Blaine? Hon? Are you ok?" She asked, not daring to turn her head towards him for fear of making more damage. Her past as a junior healer had taught her that could sometimes be the case. The pain in her body was blinding her to the point she almost didn't feel it anymore, but what scared her the most was that she couldn't say in what state her belly was and therefore her baby.

 

 

Claiming RED #8: Nienor Riverwinds

After sending her patient from the Quidditch pitch to St. Mungo's, Marthine was asked by one of the rescue team to tend to a pregnant woman who has fallen from the VIP section of the stadium. Oh yes, being a emergeny healer is not easy, especially if youre wearing a pair of stilettos. Please remind this blonde woman to never wear high heels in a quidditch match ever. She was briefed that the pregnant's woman's husband was badly injured as well but she decided to look after the mother and the unborn child first. The rescuer ushered her to the scene, where dirt and other matter obscured her vision and made it troublesome to breathe. Upon arrival, Marthine almost cried as she spotted the couple sprawled on the shattered ground. "Ma'am? I'm a healer from St. Mungo's. How are you feeling right now?" Marthine asked as she held the woman's hand. She's not a maternity expert nor have delivered a baby but she'll do her best to keep the mother and the baby alive until someone from the hospital takes care of them. Pulling out her wand, she pointed it to the woman's abdomen to check the unborn child's condition. As the green haze appeared before her, Marthine squinted her eyes to check for a sign of life from the baby and let a sigh of relief upon seeing the faint heartbeat coming from the womb. The woman was lucky enough to land on something than piles of rock. Not only she was saved but her baby as well. Marthine moved her wand across the body to check further injuries. The woman could be suffering from concussion so Marthine placed neck brace to prevent any insult injury while she's being transported to the hospital. With the stretcher ready on her side, Marthine used the levitation charm rather carefully and quickly summoned a portkey that would tranfer them safely to the hospital. Before get going, she went to check on the husband as well. "Sir? I will come back for you soon, okay? Your wife and child will be fine. I promise that." She told him before being sent by the portkey to the Emergency Room.

 

Blaine grinned at Hunter when the man congratulated them on their upcoming baby. "Thanks man." He said, a proud grin covering his face. Blaine had been over the moon when they found out Nienor was pregnant and the birth of the baby couldn't come soon enough. Well, after nine months of course, for the safety of the baby. The were times when the quidditch player was nervous about becoming a dad, but hell. He was going to have his own family. Blaine chuckled when Hunter said his son wanted to set some signatures from his dad's team mates. ​"Why don't you bring him one day, after practice?" He asked. Their manager probably wouldn't be a fan of them interrupting practice sessions, but a few signatures after the game wouldn't be an issue. "We can all sign him a jersey or something." That was better than some signature of a napkin, or whatever would be the next best thing they could find here. "Is he planning on becoming a quidditch player too?" He asked conversationally. 

 

Blaine unfortunately couldn't suppress his laughter when the minister scared off the journalists, who managed to get out of there within seconds after the minister's little outburst. Now, Blaine never had an issue talking to the press, he just liked to be prepared when he was. As the game started, Blaine was on the edge of his seat, closely following all the players, the bludgers, the quaffle, and explaining the different strategies and moves to his girlfriend. He was simply too excited to shut his mouth. All of a sudden, a deafening sound erupted from underneath him and before he could realise, the VIP stand collapsed into the ground. After his landing, Blaine experienced a short moment of unconsciousness before he came back again. He was covered by a few beams, crushing his right upper side of his torso. The man touched his throbbing head. Blaine felt some wetness as he touched his skin and when his hand came back into his vision again, the blood on his hand made his stomach turn, but still, his main worry was his girlfriend and their unborn child. "Nin..."

 

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[Healer Marthine Homstad]

{Treating RED #12. Blaine Totterdale}

 

Not too long after she rushed his pregnant wife in the emergency room, Marthine apparated back to the ruins of the VIP section where she left the injured man earlier. Some of the healer have their hands full already and much as she wanted to take a break and breathe, she couldn't leave the poor man behind. She brought a junior healer with her to assist and so she would be able to move the man as quickly as possible. While examining his injuries using the body-imaging spell, she idly wondered where she had seen him before. Of course, he should be famous. He has seats in the VIP area after all. But Marthine wasn't really a Quidditch person. She recognized his face but she couldn't remember the name.

 

Ah, yes. The English National Team. She remembered one of the healers mentioned about it before. Oh noes. If something bad happens to him, she would his fans get back to her? She really hoped not. She cursed under her breath as she examined his injuries. His torso looked worse and losing a great deal of blood. Since he's unconscious, the blonde healer checked his head for possible injury there and she wasn't wrong. "Let's bring him to the hospital. Quick." Placing neck brace to support his head and prevent further injuries, they moved him as quickly but carefully as possible to the stretcher and transported to the emergency room through the portkey.

[Ralph Jaxon Smith]

[Summer Job – 1]

 

Raph, Lee and Darren had been working shfts for the Bats for a while now and one of their responsibilities as team assistants was to sort through fan mails and official business mails and check for anything that the team might be interested in. Of course, the fan mails all go to each of the recipients unopened. They just have to check for anything that was dangerous and discard them before putting the mails into one of the boxes. Then, the business letters, they have to open and discuss whether it would work for the Bats or not. It was a huge responsibility but hey, they boys are here to help. They were in the mail room and they were deep in what could be hundreds, if not thousands of letters. They have boxes in one corner labeled with the names of each of the players. ­"Do you guys think that the players actually read through all these fan mails?" Raph remembers writing one for each of the players after the explosion and he often wondered if they have read his letter or do they just take the gifts and discard everything else. He grabbed a heavy envelope that was addressed to the Manager and he put that on the small pile of letters behind him on the floor. He was sitting cross-legged in front of the pile of letters and the individual piles for the players surrounding him.

Edited by Ralph Jaxon Smith, 27 July 2021 - 08:05 AM.

[Harper Bennett]

RPC: Gross

 

Lee was hunched over a pile of mails. How did all these players get these many letters in just one day? The boy shook his head in disbelief. It’s too much for someone to go through. He looked at RJ, “I don’t think so? I mean, look at these mess…will you even have the time to sort this and read them one by one when you’re also busy practicing and attending matches?” he shrugged, “So no… what I’m thinking is...they randomly select one or two mails and that’s it.” If you’re a new player, then probably yes since the excitement of having fans is still there, but overtime, Lee believed there’s just not enough time for things like this, as much as the players wanted to do it. He reached his hand out to grab one package, this one’s a bit big, addressed to Alec Ryuu. “Now this one’s a bit different.” Actually, not just one, majority of the letters are just regular ones, but once in a while, they’ll come across a package. He’s curious what the fans usually send the players? “You think there’ll be someone crazy..enough to send an underwear? Or a ring perhaps? Wanting to marry their idol?” Glancing at the two guys, Lee laughed at his own joke, but slightly grossed too at the idea of seeing underwear there.

 

[1]

Edited by Harper Bennett, 27 August 2021 - 10:10 AM.

[Darren Eaton]

{1}

 

Darren was conflicted about the fan mail, only because he preferred to be up and moving instead of sitting down, but had to admit, sorting it was quite entertaining and could be fun at times, depending on what people decided to send to the team. The serious corrrespondence wasn't that exciting, though it did give them some insight of what it was like to be a part of an important team and all that. He was wearing a fun hat and a plushie was resting on his lap as he picked up a group of letters from Byrne's box. "It would be really nice to do so, though. I'd try, because having people supporting you has to be a huge thing, something to be grateful for, right? Then again, it's a bunch of strangers, so it might be a bit weird." But perhaps not every letter was a nice one, or it mostly involved other topics related to the player's physique, for example. He snickered at Lee's comment, shaking one of the envelops close to his ear before discarding it back onto the safe pile. Next was a bag that he opened to see what's inside, and took the contents out for the other guys to see. "Does this answer your question?" There was a pink, lacey bra in it. Darren started to laugh, putting it back inside because he didn't know if it was new or used — he'd guessed it was used. "There's some woman out there who has it bad for Alaric. Wooow," he had to wipe some tears off because that gift was just ridiculous. What did people like that think would happen? That they would search for the owner and marry them or something? "I'm really scared to go through the women's mail. People are crazy, y'all," now he was pondering on adding the bra to the safe pile, or discarding it... what would Byrne want?

[Ralph Jaxon Smith]

Raph continued sorting the mails into piles in front of him. Once a pile had gotten high enough to almost topple over, he would stand up and put the letters into the box for that particular player. So far, the piles for the boys are higher than the girls which kind of makes sense. Girl fans are more likely to send something to their idol compared to guys. Raph himself had send a couple to the team so who is he to really say anything about it? Lee answered his question as he went back to his piles of mail and deposited them into the boxes too so he could start over with his piles. "That's sad. I mean, I understand that they are busy and all, but these people took some time out of their day to write these letters and spent their money on gifts and stuff to not be appreciated." He actually felt bad because he is a fan and if he found out for sure that his idol doesn't even acknowledge their fan mail, that would break his fanboy heart. The other two boys each got bigger packages from the pile. Lee got one that was addressed to Alec and Darren got one addressed to Alaric. He was curious, but would he dare open one of the packages just to see what's inside? "At this point, I have no idea what anyone will or won't do." He left it at that, but Darren took it further and opened the one for Alaric. He was shocked at the older guy's actions. "Darren! Why did you do that? We are not supposed to tamper with the mail!" Isn't that like, a crime? He was surprised about the intimate garment that was inside the package though. Darren was laughing because of the lacy bra that was in the package and though Raph was shocked, he found it a little bit funny. Was it used? He wouldn't dare try to figure that one out. "That is crazy," he agreed. Says the guy who made shirts with a player's face on it…

Edited by Ralph Jaxon Smith, 29 July 2021 - 11:52 PM.

[Harper Bennett]

Lee was just stating a fact, even his fanboy heart will get offended if he’ll know that his letter has been ignored. But seeing the never-ending pile of letters now, he suddenly has doubts if the players even get time to check them, let alone open or read them. Maybe a few do that, but he couldn’t be sure if everyone has enough time. Just now, he learned that someone does the sorting, and then they will be given to each player, now what they do with these is another matter. The two are also wondering about it and all they can come up with are assumptions. Darren gave a good point though, “Yeah you’re right, if it’s me, I’ll probably give some time to go through this.” He saw Darren shaking one box, as if checking what’s inside and he’s honestly tempted to open one. The boy stared at Alec Ryuu’s box, is it okay to open it? but Darren beat him to it by opening Alaric’s package. RJ was quick to react while Lee gazed at the older guy in shock. “We can open?” It’s a dumb question I know, but can you blame him? Especially after seeing a underwear. “Woaaah, that’s crazy! I expected a poster with their photos and some encouraging words inside that package, but that….thing isn’t what I have imagined.” Seeing a small package named for Astrid, he threw it at RJ. “How about this? Go on RJ since Darren is scared.” He looked at the guy with a smirk and then to RJ with a hopeful look. While waiting, Lee finished the other fan mails for Alec and put them in a separate box.

 

[2]

Edited by Harper Bennett, 30 July 2021 - 10:04 AM.

[Darren Eaton]

{2}

 

RJ had a point, a very good one, but he knew it had to be very difficult to come back from a twelve-hour match to read letters from total strangers; the same when they came back from practice, or even before. Nerves and adrenaline at an all-time high to sit down and read. Maybe that was why the gifts were much more appreciated, but what if they received a dozen of plushies per day? Darren could see RJ wasn't too happy about what Lee and him had answered, so he cleared his throat. "That's just our input though, not what actually happens to the fan mail. Maybe they do, and I bet they really appreciate all of this," it had to felt nice and make you feel a tiny bit more confident that you were doing something right for people to look up to you this way. And this is why he shouldn't be on his rear for too long; he got bored and too curious and that wasn't a good thing. In his defense, the bag wasn't entirely sealed and the lacey fabric had peeked through it. "Yo, calm down! I'm not tampering anything, I just pulled it out, see?" The package was unharmed. Darren took the bra and pushed it inside again, closing it once more so it didn't look like it had been opened. "Sealed," he chuckled and smiled at RJ, showing him the bag. You never know what people could send though, especially taking into account the explosion orchestrated by some dark wizards, according to the newspapers. There could be some cursed object, for all that he knew. Wouldn't it be safe to 'tamper' with the mail to make sure there were no harmful objects in there? But he'd keep that thought to himself. He turned to Lee and chuckled. These kids were still too innocent for two fourteen-year-olds, but then again, he was friends with Santi and Matty, so maybe they had taken his innocence away. "I mean, boys will be boys, I guess. Maybe there are some addresses somewhere, who knows," he remembered Santi's words and how he loved the female attention. He guessed males did find it amusing, funny or even exciting to receive intimate gifts. As for the girls, that had to be pretty insulting. Darren laughed and turned his attention to RJ as Lee tossed him a package, argumenting he was scared. "I'm not touching some guy's underwear," he shrugged and shook his head, picking another pile of letters to sort them as fan mail and business before going through the latter.

[Ralph Jaxon Smith]

[3]

 

Raph felt a little defeated. Is this why people always say that it was better to not meet your idol? Was it because fans tend to put their idols on a pedestal that it will only disappoint them when they find out that their idols are not who they think they are? That was just sad and he really wants to think that his idols take time out of their busy schedule to read one or two mails every day. Sure, more arrive every day, but it’s the people who supports you. That should mean something. Lee and Darren have their opinions on the matter and Raph would like to believe that the Bats were more appreciative of their fans than what he thought. They were very nice to the boys when they first met and that gave him hope. ­"I’d like to think that they do go through their fan mails. I know I would..." he said that last part in an almost whisper. He loves the sport and with his history, he would appreciate any kind of encouragement from people who supports him in any medium. There was just something different when you have a tangible proof for something so abstract. Raph was indeed surprised when Darren pulled out that bra from the package but he was more surprised to learn that it was not even sealed properly. ­"Who in their right mind would do that? It was like, whoever sent that wanted everyone to see what was inside the package." Raph was only starting to notice girls in a different light. He is a teenager going through some dramatic change physiologically and psychologically and even that had creeped him out. Raph caught the box that Lee threw at him and looked at it in horror. It was a box that was addressed to Astrid and he was scared too. ­"I don’t want to even see someone else’s pants or knickers!" That is so gross! ­"Besides, that’s like, sexual abuse. Anything unsolicited is considered as such." Raph can’t wrap his head around the possibility that his idols fall for those things. Though, he was curious about what was in the box for the captain. It was kind of flat and was only held together by a ribbon that had slipped off from one of the corners that it was basically open. He held the box up to his ear and shook it. It sounded hollow inside but it seems like there are a bunch in there. ­"This sounds weird." The sound was familiar to him though… ­"This sounds like a box of chocolates or something." If it was chocolates, then there should have been some kind of warning on the box. There was none. He couldn’t help himself and the sound was innocent enough for him and the box was half open already. He could just take a peek and secure the ribbon back so it would look more presentable when Astrid gets it. He silently pulled one corner of the box up and saw that it was indeed a box of expensive looking chocolates. ­"Whoa. Check this out!" He turned the box to show it to the boys. ­"These look delicious!" Yeah, boys will be boys and Raph was more into food more than anything at the moment. What happened to not opening the packages? 

[Harper Bennett]

[3]

 

Looking at RJ, Lee knew there’s no use reasoning with this friend when he already set him mind to it. Honestly, he really hoped the Bats players, or all Pro-Quidditch players in general really take the time out of their busy schedule to get through their mails and gifts because these are people’s money, and effort, and support and love for them, but Lee would also like to keep an open mind that it’s impossible to get through all these packages here. Even the queen of England has her own staff to read through her mails and put an effort to send in a reply to those people. Good for them, but for Quidditch players, they don’t have their own staff to do all those things for them. If there is, sign him up! He wouldn’t mind reading and going through this with the right salary and right schedule. Lee smirked while having those thoughts and decided not to fuel RJ’s disappointment. And laughed when Darren acted so defensive after opening one package for Alaric which contains girl’s underwear. Surprisingly, it’s sealed in such a way wherein anyone who get a hold of it will be able to access it and see it right away. He shook his head and glanced at the underwear with a blank look. Yes, he’s a teenager now and still trying to understand his own changes because they’re not simple changes, but the kind where it can potentially alter his life altogether. It will take a while to wrap his head around the idea that something might be seriously wrong with him, or he’s some kind of a monster, but there’s a right time for everything. In due time, he’ll know what this mystery is surrounding him. Now, all their attention went to the package he gave to RJ and although his friend expressed his dislike about the idea of opening it, he’s doing the exact opponent and shook the box near his ear. Lee watched in mild amusement, knowing it’s only a matter of time before RJ will open the box. He just knew his best friend all too well now. And there it goes, he took a peek and told them it’s box of chocolates. “Now that’s something I wouldn’t mind opening.” He grabbed the box from RJ and opened it, removing the ribbon and the lid and popped one inside his mouth. “Sngorry (Sorry, not really), am hungry.”

[Ralph Jaxon Smith]

[4]

 

Raph was afraid of asking but he kinda wants to know. It was the sense of uncertainty that was eating at him and that was not a good thing or feeling to have. He wants to know but the answer might not be the one that he wanted so yeah… he’s not sure. Eitherway, the assistants were sorting the mail and packages and their fate rests on the hands of the Bats. They must do whatever they have to do for their jobs. The box of chocolates that he just opened sounds like a good idea though. However, there are still some things that they need to remember. When Lee took the box right out of his hand, he was shocked. He was even more shocked when his friend took one from the box and ate it like there was no possible threat or something. ­"Dude! What if that was poisoned, or something?" They could never be sure about it since it could very well be poisoned. That made him think. They really should be testing these stuff for poison. But how? ­"You don’t know where that came from! What if it was laced with a love potion or something?" There are obsessive fans out there, after all.

[Harper Bennett]

[4]

 

RJ brought up a very good point while he’s pigging out with the chocolate which he snatched away from his friend. What? He’s hungry now and you know him when hungry. If you don’t want to hear him complain all day, you better let him eat in peace. But with the way RJ is panicking about whether the food he’s eating is poisoned or laced with love potion, is not really helping at all. With the mention of love potion, an idea came to mind, Lee acted as if he’s suddenly in trance. “RJ….” He said softly as if sounding in love, “You have a very beautiful hair…so soft…so curly…” He jumped onto his friend and hugged him while internally laughing at his antics. “I adore you RJ. So, so, so mucho!” and acted as if he’s about to kiss him, just for the heck of it! He wanted him to assume that the chocolates he’d eaten has love potion mixed in it.

[Ralph Jaxon Smith]

[5]

 

Raph was the kind of guy who sees the best in people. He would like to think that he gives people the benefit of the doubt and hopes that they would give him the same courtesy and not get judged. Prejudice was probably something he hated with passion. And yes, that was speaking from experience. Anyways, his mind was running with all the possibilities and one of them was that the box of chocolates were poisoned or worse, laced with a love potion. If some of the fans had the guts to send worn undergarments in easily opened packaging, then what are the odds that some of the food items on the pile were not tampered with? That was something that he was planning on raising to the manager once they all meet for their daily brief at the end of the day. However, Lee here was being stupid and he shot Darren an apologetic look as if to apologize for his friend’s behavior. Lee was indeed behaving like a lunatic and worse, he was looking like he was under some spell. ­"What now?" The tone he used when he said his name made him shiver and not in a good way. Raph started crawling backwards on the floor when Lee jumped at him and tried to hug him. Raph tried to push Lee away but he was strong. So damn strong. ­"WHAT THE HELL LEE! GEROFF ME!" He pushed at his friend but when that did not work and he started to lean forward as if to kiss him, Lee’s face was met his Raph’s palm as he pushed his face away from him. ­"YOU’RE DISGUSTING! GEROFF MEEEEE!!!" He knew those chocolates were poisoned!

[Harper Bennett]

[5]

 

Lee is normally not this playful, he’s the kind of guy who usually goes with the flow and join whatever craziness his friends have planned. You will never see him initiate something, let alone this kind of idiotic plot he just thought. It’s probably the sugar rush, or he’s just not himself today, or maybe…. there’s really a love spell mixed in the chocos he’d just eaten. Only one thing is for sure, he had officially lost his mind. While he’s trying to hug RJ, as expected, his friend reacted badly, albeit loudly and Lee was so close to laughing his arse off now but he controlled for a time until he scared him with his fake kiss. Before he can even close the space, he was met with his palm which effectively stopped his plan. Too bad!! His shout could probably be heard from miles away and Lee just lost it. He rolled on the floor laughing so hard while clutching his stomach. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!” Yes, Lee laughed and laughed until his sides hurt sop much. He pointed at RJ, “Dang, you should have seen your face.” He laughed once again, tears already forming in his eyes. “Too bad Niccolo isn’t here, he would have gone crazy taking your photos.”