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[capt_angie]

Angelina comes into the bar from the lake. She's wearing a set of dark green Quidditch robes with a golden talon emblazoned on the chest and her last name and the number 6 on the back. She has her broom- a modest Comet-360 for those who might notice- over her shoulder and she props it against the bar as she takes a seat. Three guesses at what she's

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[originalmarvel]

Billy bounces over, a shake in one hand as he grins at her robes and broom.

"Back from a game, or practice?"

Bouncy Billy alert!

[capt_angie]

"Practice," she says smiling back at him as she brings a forkfull of chicken smothered in salad dressing to her mouth.

It's been too long since she's played a decent game of Quidditch and she misses it alot.

[originalmarvel]

He waits to let her eat for a few moments before bouncing and asking, "Cool! How did it go?"

[capt_angie]

She chews thoughtfully, considering. She swallows and replies "It was okay. Get's a bit boring on my own though. I miss having a team to practice with."

[dnd_thief]

There's a kid in a minute purple dress, high boots, and a blue cloak, watching her. Broom. Witch?

[capt_angie]

It takes a few minutes for Angie realise she's being watched. WHen she does notice Sheila she smiles politely.

"Hey."

[dnd_thief]

Oops. Caught staring. That's rude. So she smiles back, and raises a hand.

"Hi."

[capt_angie]

"I don't think I've seen you around before. Are you new here?"