Post by Professor Windwaltz on Jun 12, 2004 3:45:59 GMT
Talon swooped into the Quidditch Pitch, wearing his usual scarlet robes and gold boots, but he had them equipped with quidditch armor (OOC: as seen in the Quidditch World Cup Game). He stood, in front of the small group of Gryffindors they had assembled for the Quidditch Final match, and he smirked.
"I barely know half of you, yet the other half I know well. Welcome to the Practice for the Quidditch Cup. Now, I know I'm not who you're expecting. I'm Assistant Captain Talon Windwaltz, Laura has come down with a horrible case of Pigglediggletidus, a mild disease caught from eating too many pig entrail flavored Bertie Bott's." He smirked, remembering his first Bertie Bott. Ambrosia Salad.
"Now, let's get started, eh? Practice game, let's see how many have shown up."
OOC: Any Gryffindor is allowed to practice. This was reposted from the old site.
"I barely know half of you, yet the other half I know well. Welcome to the Practice for the Quidditch Cup. Now, I know I'm not who you're expecting. I'm Assistant Captain Talon Windwaltz, Laura has come down with a horrible case of Pigglediggletidus, a mild disease caught from eating too many pig entrail flavored Bertie Bott's." He smirked, remembering his first Bertie Bott. Ambrosia Salad.
"Now, let's get started, eh? Practice game, let's see how many have shown up."
OOC: Any Gryffindor is allowed to practice. This was reposted from the old site.
