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 Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 6:26 pm
Nah, we've changed the topic to 'medieval methods of making Devlin sit still.' So far we've got the iron maiden and that... *pauses, his grin faltering as he struggles to recall the other object's name* wooden.. thing with holes for your hands and head... on the list.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 6:32 pm
*Places the plate in the middle of their group, nibbling at a sugar cookie as he listens to the conversation, watching Devlin's foot with mild interest*
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 6:35 pm
We need to work on some more plans... I mean, *reaches over, taking a chocolate chip cookie* we have a total of three "top secret, this s**t'll make us win" plans... *Stares at James as he speaks*
.......I'll Iron Maiden your arse, Jamie.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 6:39 pm
What about a catapult? *Consumes the peanut butter cookie in two large bites, wiping his mouth with the back of his arm*
Psheewwww!!! *Mimics someone flying from a catapult with his hand* SPLAT! *Slaps his hands together with a grin, one of his cookies sliding off his lap and onto the grass*
*Picks it up absently and wipes the dirt off on his pants, then takes a bite out of it*
Oh! That reminds me, I had an idea for some moves. *Either ignores the iron-maiden innuendo or doesn't even notice/get it*
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 6:40 pm
*Flinches a bit at the loud noise before looking at Devlin curiously* Share.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 6:47 pm
*Notices the minuscule signs of Clay's oversensitivity as he reaches for his own cookies, before grinning at Dev* Yeah. D'you need a board or something? Teddy taught me how to turn a bit of paper into one.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 6:48 pm
Okay. *Scrambles up on all fours and then sits back on his knees with one hand still on the ground, his other cookie dropping to the grass*
*Looks at James*
What? Naw, I don't think I'll need one. You guys can follow, right? *Barely pauses a second before going ahead* So Micah, me, and the other guy, we do this thing. *Holds up a finger and draws a squiggly s-line in the grass*
That's me. And then Micah does this. *Draws another squiggle, but like a backwards S* .... and the other guy does this! *Draws another squiggle line*
And while we're doing that, we pass the quaffle back and forth like, really fast, right? So we're doing this sort of corkscrew thing and weaving in and out, but at the same time we're rotating, so sometimes we'll be upside down or sideways, and we'll have to practice a lot so we can keep formation. So then we're doing that and we're turning, and no-one can touch us because the formation is too tight, and then just as we reach the goal- and they don't know where the hell the quaffle is or who's got it, by the way- ...one of us breaks off, and slams the quaffle through the hoop so fast the other team's keeper will s**t himself!
*Sits back with a grin, fishing around in the grass for the sugar cookie*
I hadsh a dreamshbou- it lash- night. It wash shweet. *Chews*
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 6:54 pm
.....*Blinks a few times*
I like it?
I like it. *Nods* We just need to make sure the bludgers are kept at bay because if you were to get hit by one while you were doing say, an upside down maneuver, and going that fast.. It'd just about kill you on the spot. Dead air, and all that....
Hm...*Settles back on his hands, thoughtful for a moment*
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 6:58 pm
Oy! And what am I, b***h, already dead? *Chucks a cookie at Clay*
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:03 pm
*Nods thoughtfully, only looking briefly confused before he seems to understand the suggested method*
Oh, that's pretty good, Devlin. *Grins*
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:09 pm
Hm? Oh yeah. Didn't think about that. *Usually never does think about those kinds of things when he thinks up crazy moves*
*Shrugs* If we did it really quick though, the other team wouldn't know what was going on, you think? One second we're flying normally, and the next we're doing the thing, and they wouldn't even know.
....... *Laughs* Dead air! Hah! Oi! Cookie! *Thinks that's an awful waste of a cookie*
Thanks, Micah! *Leans forward to grab two more cookies, and gives Micah a hearty slap on the shoulder* You make cookies better than my Mum by the way, have I ever said that?
*Grins boyishly, but isn't teasing, just giving him a weird sort of compliment*
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:16 pm
Bludgers aren't a bloody issue, they're moot because I'm the world's greatest bloody Beater. Ever. Cunts. *Stuffs another cookie in his mouth, crumbs and a smear of chocolate dribbling down his chin*
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:20 pm
*Makes a noise similiar to 'urk!' as Devlin thumps him; smiles, one eye closed in a wince* Er, thanks, mate.
Any requests for next practice? Brownies?
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:23 pm
I think we ought to go Hogsmeade after our next practice, and get dinner there.. *Is really hungry for roast chicken for some reason* And brownies can be eaten before said dinner. *Grins*
*Shoves James over* You just keep thinking that as we play, Jamie. That way there's no way you can mess up, because if you do you'll be a liar. ^^
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:25 pm
Yeah! James would- Wait! I'm not a c**t! *Glares, ripping out a chunk of grass in the absence of having nothing else but cookies and throws it at James*
I'm a c**k. You're the c**t. *Pauses and suppresses making an 'ew' face at what he just said*
*Laughs instead*
Huh? *Looks at Micah, grins* Yeah! Brownies! Or whatever you want to make, I like everything you bring, man. And dinner in Hogsmeade sounds good. I want steak!
*Watches Clay and James and grins*
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