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imperturbatus2016-01-18 09:15 pm
fireredspear) wrote in imperturbatus2016-01-18 09:15 pm
7th Flight is jolly
QUIDDITCH PRACTICE OF ANY KIND
[The one thing that Sano liked about January was, that two months after the Quidditch season started, a lot more students started to take interest in it and gathered enough courge to be willing to try. Though sometimes it took a bit of convincing on his part, but if he knew he student wanted to play, he wouldn't give in. Sometimes people needed a little push. So it happens, that he's got some more private lessons than he anticipate, but that's all fine with him. He doesn't mind coaching young talents for future generations of his beloved sport. And even if the skill doesn't come natrally, all you needed was determination and discipline. There's no amount of talent that could measure up to hard work.
Of course he's still coaching the house teams as well, usually during the afternoon. Practice is ain full gear now, with the house cup up and running, the point piling up more rapidly than the coins in Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. No matter the weather, Sano's up his broom and instructing the player almost every day now, sometimes even twice a day, yelling out various instructions as he's at it.
It's a wonder no one has found him slumped in his chair in the referee's room, trying to catch his breath yet. The amount of flying is slightly getting to him, but it's still bearable. He's more exhausted than he should be, but he's mostly okay. A few minutes of rest and a goodnight of sleep usually do the trick.]
TIME OFF
[The other thing Sano likes about January is the National Quidditch League. Being a former pro player he's got a free entry to all of his former team's games, along with anyone who's in his company and if he wants to, he can usually convince people to get him free tickets for other games as well. It's not unusual to find him up on a Saturday morning, dressed in his casual robes, heading out of the castle, towards Hogsmead, where he can apparate to whichever stadion the game's held at.
His colleagues and friends usually know what he's up to, since he tends to randomly invite them, in case they feel like seeing a game. He's alwayshappy for company and he won't let anyone, who wants to see a goood game, miss their opportunity. They either meet him up before heading to Hogsmead together, or outside of the village on a designated meeting point.]
[The one thing that Sano liked about January was, that two months after the Quidditch season started, a lot more students started to take interest in it and gathered enough courge to be willing to try. Though sometimes it took a bit of convincing on his part, but if he knew he student wanted to play, he wouldn't give in. Sometimes people needed a little push. So it happens, that he's got some more private lessons than he anticipate, but that's all fine with him. He doesn't mind coaching young talents for future generations of his beloved sport. And even if the skill doesn't come natrally, all you needed was determination and discipline. There's no amount of talent that could measure up to hard work.
Of course he's still coaching the house teams as well, usually during the afternoon. Practice is ain full gear now, with the house cup up and running, the point piling up more rapidly than the coins in Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. No matter the weather, Sano's up his broom and instructing the player almost every day now, sometimes even twice a day, yelling out various instructions as he's at it.
It's a wonder no one has found him slumped in his chair in the referee's room, trying to catch his breath yet. The amount of flying is slightly getting to him, but it's still bearable. He's more exhausted than he should be, but he's mostly okay. A few minutes of rest and a goodnight of sleep usually do the trick.]
TIME OFF
[The other thing Sano likes about January is the National Quidditch League. Being a former pro player he's got a free entry to all of his former team's games, along with anyone who's in his company and if he wants to, he can usually convince people to get him free tickets for other games as well. It's not unusual to find him up on a Saturday morning, dressed in his casual robes, heading out of the castle, towards Hogsmead, where he can apparate to whichever stadion the game's held at.
His colleagues and friends usually know what he's up to, since he tends to randomly invite them, in case they feel like seeing a game. He's alwayshappy for company and he won't let anyone, who wants to see a goood game, miss their opportunity. They either meet him up before heading to Hogsmead together, or outside of the village on a designated meeting point.]
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You like Quidditch, don't you?
[He grins at the excited, beaming face.]
You'd like to play, wouldn't you?
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Yeah! It's the best.
[When he mentions playing Kotaro's smile dropped.]
I don't think brother would want me too.
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I'm sure when you're older, he'll see it differently.
Don't give up on it just yet.
[He says with an encouraging smile, because the way that bright smile fell was almost tragic to watch.]
I'm sure your brother wouldn't mind you doing something that makes you happy.
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I guess so... but when I'm older... will it be okay to stay here?
[His brother would totally stop him from doing something that makes him happy... like drawing on the walls.]
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Why wouldn't it be okay for you to stay here?
[Sano asks, confused. Unless he's talking about after he graduated, every student was welcome to Hogwarts.
Sano smiles.]
Just be patient for a few year, then I'm sure you'll get to play.
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Okay but I still need to ask Jiro.
[A pause.]
Do first years ever get on the team?
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[Sano grins broadly at the kid. Such a polite and good boy. Jirou had to be proud of having such a cute little brother.]
Not usually. [Sano answers and smirks.] Only when they’re really good.
[Which Kotaro is free to interpret as he wants, a simple fact, or a challenge.]
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Is there a broom here I can practice on?
[Because it's better to ask forgiveness than permission.]
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Yes, there are. You can practice on them, but not without supervision.
[At least from the start. Once Sano's sure Kotaro won't kill himself, or someone else, or break something when he's practicing, Sano will let him use it freely.]
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[He's so going to practice on them!!!!]
When are you usually here? I don't know anyone else who can supervise.
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[He announces, trying to look more important than he is, while grinning at Kotaro, feeling silly. Kids were able to pull the silly side of him out, the one that was a little brother, who never grew up. He just hoped no one noticed it, because they would so own him…
The thought makes him grin broader.]
Don’t worry, I’ll make you a pro yet!
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[Kotaro believes everything that Sano says without question.]
I'll come out tomorrow and practice then! I have to do homework now.
[Or face Jiro's ire.]
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[Less his colleagues will blame him for the student's slack and that would be most unfortunate. There are a few whose wrath Sano does NOT want to face.]
Tomorrow afternoon, if that's alright?
[There's no flying lesson, so he's free. He'd suggest evening, but he isn't sure how strict Jirou is about curfew and bed time.]
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[He'll be there!
With a sharp turn he runs back up towards the castle.]