sortinghat_logs | Quidditch Tryouts!

[Bonnibel looks nervous, to say the least. She arrived early to do a little more practice, to get more of a feel for the pitch, but the more laps around it she does, the more nervous she's getting. She's touching down right about now. Any words?]

Hey, you're proper good, you know!

[Oh look, sure is Peter sitting on the ground next to his broom calling out to her. A grin ever present on his face as he waves.]

With talent like you're I'm kind of afraid to even try out.

[Tony said he should give it a go though...]

[She starts at first, not really having registered that anyone else arrived till then. She waves back as she touches down, with a nervous giggle.]

You think so? I'm dead nervous, and it feels like even with warming up my muscles are all tense.

But thank you. And don't be afraid! I think if you want to give it a go, you should go right ahead.

I'm sure you'll make it on the team. No reason to be nervous, even without your skill I'm sure Tony wouldn't be able to say no to you.

[His hands shoot up in a 'I surrender sort of way.']

I mean! I'm not, that was, uh. I didn't mean that in an inappropriate way or anything, I mean, I guess it was complimenting your looks but like, in the friendliest way possible, yeah?

He just, it's Tony...

[Let him just hide his face in his hands because it sure is red.]

Sorry.

What do you --

[And then her face turns a pretty impressive shade of pink, and she giggles even more.]

-- you're kidding? Right?

I'm - er - wow. [That just makes her go a shade more pink.]

No, no, don't worry! It's okay.

Oh, god Peter just stop talking before you stick your other foot in your mouth...

[He clears his throat, still hiding behind his hands for a moment before finally lowering them, EYES ON THE GROUND.]

I still think you're proper good! That is why you'll get on the team.

[Peter looks dreadfully unenthusiastic about this, a ghost of a pout ever present on his lips as he stares at his broom, this was a bad idea, he was going to make a fool of himself in front of Tony Stark. He presses the heels of his hands into his eyes as if trying to ward off a headache that he didn't have... yet.]

[Coraline had been there for ages when she notices Peter looking like someone had just died instead of being completely psyched for Quidditch. She makes her way over and pats him on the back.]

Dude, don't stress. You'll psych yourself out before you even give yourself a chance to show how awesome you are.

[He jumps slightly, obviously in his own little world until she touched him. He can't help but offer a weak smile to her.]

I guess you're right, it's just, I don't really do this sort of thing...

You're trying out too?

Well, there's a first time for everything right? And besides, it's good to try new things!
[At his question she gives a huge grin and offers him her hand.]
Coraline Jones. I've been Ravenclaw's Seeker for the past two years and I'm kinda hoping to keep it up.

[He shakes her hand, his smile seeming more geniune.]

Peter Parker, and I blatantly don't really pay attention to this stuff, I know I should, sorry, I should have known that.

Oh, good luck though!

Don't worry about it! I'm not like, offended or anything.

Good luck to you too! I'm sure you'll do great!

This isn't my typical sort of thing, you know?

[He smiles at her before looking down at the ground rather quickly as he wrings his hands nervously.]

The only reason I'm really doing it is because my aunt said I should try something different... And then Tony said I should give it a go.

[He looks back up at her with a pleading look and a smile.]

If I make a total fool of myself, don't laugh too loud, yeah?

That's okay! Before I came here all I knew were Muggle sports. You get better with practice is all.
[She smiles warmly at him.]
They're both right you know. Even if you don't make it you'll at least be able to say you gave it a go.
[She smiles and chuckles a little.]
I would never laugh. In fact, if Tony lets me I'll totally help you out if I can!

[He laughs before he taps his pointer finger against his bottom lip in thought.]

I've never been good at those...

[He pauses]

Yeah, I guess I always have that and thanks! That's very kind of you. Here's to hoping we both get on.

[She laughs too.]
Me neither actually. I played soccer,I mean, football when I was little. I got kicked off the team for hitting another kid. He deserved it though! He totally kicked me in the shins on purpose.

Oh, I'm sure we will! I'll see you on the field!

[Tony shows up late to try outs. But for once his showing up late was on purpose, as he wanted to see what would happen without him. He watched some get extra flying in, and others talk amongst themselves.

He was scoring all of them in his head from the second he saw them all.

Soon enough he strode out onto the pitch, he had a casual grin on his face and had charmed the quidditch trunk to levitate behind him so he didn't have to deal with all the awkward weight.]

Alright. Everyone away from brooms and over here. Beaters on my left, Then Keepers, Chasers, and last beaters. And if you don't know where you want to try out I want you with me. You're going to be useful right now.

[When Tony wanted to, he could sound quite capable of being a leader.]

[Dark eyebrows raised a mixture of being impressed and shocked. Once he was done giving orders Peter looked down at the ground as he rubbed the center of his palm with his thumb, trying to get rid of his anxiety over the matter. He didn't know what he wanted to try out for and Tony's demand for that made it pretty ominous. He stood there awkwardly for a moment, just staring at the ground as if it was the most interesting thing in the world as he thought then without warning, turned and starting walking back the way he had originally come.

Would uncle Ben really be proud of him just walking away?

He stopped after a few paces, bit his lip, closed his eyes and turned back around with a sigh. This was going to be horrid. With a deep breath he opened his eyes and started back toward Tony.]

Yeah, that's me, no idea what I want to try out for.

[Tony watched Peter, and didn't say anything about his leaving. Instead opting to start calling out drills for the groups to do with each other to limber up before the proper tryouts began.

He gave a good smile to Peter when he came back.]

You're going to help me test people for try outs. Then, once you've watched it all, you can either run though each of them or focus on one that caught your eye.

It's kind of like a process of elimination.

Quidditch Tryouts!

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