4 Mar 2018, 22:31
A different type of sport
Ben smiled as Reid said he would probably be trying out for Quidditch as well. They were in different houses so it would likely mean competition like he said, but that didn't have to be unfriendly. In all honesty he hoped the two could be friends despite some differences. He respected the Hufflepuff kid for playing football and not being (at least outwardly) jealous.
"Ha yeah reading only gets so far," he couldn't help but laugh a little as he fielded the ball from Reid. "I tried flying on my own and I fell off, broke my arm! Luckily magic heals better than Muggle medicine..."
His mind went back to when he had been injured in the past. Magic would have been nice to have back then for sure. It sucked that Muggles and Wizards didn't work together to make the world better. Ben was sure wizards had a reason for it but most Muggles had no idea magic even existed. Cooperation seemed far from possible. Maybe classes would help determine why they did not work together.
"If we do compete, I expect a good show!" he teased to the Hufflepuff as he returned the ball with a relatively low power level when compared to the last kick. "But it seems we have a long ways to go before making a team... plus I'm busy enough as is."
Wonder what Bloom would think of me playing? She likely knows more about it than I do.
"Either way, maybe we can learn together in flying class plus on our own like we are now?"
"Ha yeah reading only gets so far," he couldn't help but laugh a little as he fielded the ball from Reid. "I tried flying on my own and I fell off, broke my arm! Luckily magic heals better than Muggle medicine..."
His mind went back to when he had been injured in the past. Magic would have been nice to have back then for sure. It sucked that Muggles and Wizards didn't work together to make the world better. Ben was sure wizards had a reason for it but most Muggles had no idea magic even existed. Cooperation seemed far from possible. Maybe classes would help determine why they did not work together.
"If we do compete, I expect a good show!" he teased to the Hufflepuff as he returned the ball with a relatively low power level when compared to the last kick. "But it seems we have a long ways to go before making a team... plus I'm busy enough as is."
Wonder what Bloom would think of me playing? She likely knows more about it than I do.
"Either way, maybe we can learn together in flying class plus on our own like we are now?"
Ben Eckenrode -https://www.hogwarts.io/viewtopic.php?f=169&t=381
6 Mar 2018, 06:56
A different type of sport
Ben already tried to fly on his own and broke his arm? "Whoa." he nervously laughed. He was glad to know the Prefect could hold his own. He hoped he could do the same in the event of him hurting himself in some way. He got along easy with the Ravenclaw just like with his friends back at the academy. Reid stuck his leg out, catching the ball easy with the well landed shot. He had a point about flying, one that actually made him pretty curious to try. He rolled his foot back and forth atop of the ball, nodding as he grinned at the idea.
"That's true! I think that'd be really awesome, how did you fly before? Do you have your own broom already?" he asked. Maybe he already got one from his parents? If he did, he'd be tempted to ask his own for the cheapest one. Perhaps they could buy a second hand one if that was even a thing. He didn't know who would want to get rid of their flying broomstick.
He side kicked the ball back towards Ben, a kick he practiced the most. "I'm sure we can make it on the team, whenever that is. Save a hospital bed for me if you land in it, I'll save you one too." Reid joked with a soft laugh. He expected to land in it at some point, maybe he could say hi to Ben when he did. It was a much more milder evening than he expected, one he wouldn't mind doing again.
"I need to do this more often, play football because I think I'm going to go mad if I study more than I do." When Ben offered to do something, he was afraid the boy would bring up a study group, he had enough he went through. He wished he could tell his friends how interesting Quidditch was, surely all his friends would attach to it like a hook.
"That's true! I think that'd be really awesome, how did you fly before? Do you have your own broom already?" he asked. Maybe he already got one from his parents? If he did, he'd be tempted to ask his own for the cheapest one. Perhaps they could buy a second hand one if that was even a thing. He didn't know who would want to get rid of their flying broomstick.
He side kicked the ball back towards Ben, a kick he practiced the most. "I'm sure we can make it on the team, whenever that is. Save a hospital bed for me if you land in it, I'll save you one too." Reid joked with a soft laugh. He expected to land in it at some point, maybe he could say hi to Ben when he did. It was a much more milder evening than he expected, one he wouldn't mind doing again.
"I need to do this more often, play football because I think I'm going to go mad if I study more than I do." When Ben offered to do something, he was afraid the boy would bring up a study group, he had enough he went through. He wished he could tell his friends how interesting Quidditch was, surely all his friends would attach to it like a hook.
"Trouble usually finds me."
6 Mar 2018, 07:58
A different type of sport
Laughter was the first response Ben had to Reid thinking that Ben had a broom of his own already. Did he admit the truth? No reason not to admit to his own early stupidity. As the ball came tumbling over he shook his head at Reid.
"My own broom? No way! Some of us found the broom closet for school brooms open and... I..." he paused thinking back to that day. "I didn't mean to fly. I was inspecting the broom and baffled at the idea a broom could actually fly. It decided to go and I was too stupid to let go! So...off we went."
Ben was a bit ashamed of the whole thing so he turned a bit red. His own hospital wing stay had been brief and the arm was fixed so quickly. If he was going to become skilled enough to actually play for the team, there would be more injuries. He had to toughen up or get out, it seemed. Nerves were there but he was having too much fun to worry about try outs.
"I'm sure we'll get hurt plenty!" he announced with a grin before kicking the ball back, trying to arc it up high. "We should form a Quidditch study group!"
In truth Ben liked to study, but he had plenty of those friends. What he needed was a guy friend for sports and such. Running in the morning was lonely and he spent so much time around female friends that he was really hungry for some bro time. Despite potential awkwardness it would be a good fit.
"I'd rather break my arm again than join yet another study group session." he snickered hoping he got Reid with the last bit. "Flying classes start soon. I'm going to jump back in and hopefully not die."
The tall arc of his kick meant he was looking upwards as he spoke, but he finally looked back down as it landed. Ben almost considered doing a football league at Hogwarts but that seemed messy in too many ways. Last thing the world needed was magical football players. That would be brutal in so many ways.
"What's your team?" he asked when the ball reached Reid. "For Football, that is."
"My own broom? No way! Some of us found the broom closet for school brooms open and... I..." he paused thinking back to that day. "I didn't mean to fly. I was inspecting the broom and baffled at the idea a broom could actually fly. It decided to go and I was too stupid to let go! So...off we went."
Ben was a bit ashamed of the whole thing so he turned a bit red. His own hospital wing stay had been brief and the arm was fixed so quickly. If he was going to become skilled enough to actually play for the team, there would be more injuries. He had to toughen up or get out, it seemed. Nerves were there but he was having too much fun to worry about try outs.
"I'm sure we'll get hurt plenty!" he announced with a grin before kicking the ball back, trying to arc it up high. "We should form a Quidditch study group!"
In truth Ben liked to study, but he had plenty of those friends. What he needed was a guy friend for sports and such. Running in the morning was lonely and he spent so much time around female friends that he was really hungry for some bro time. Despite potential awkwardness it would be a good fit.
"I'd rather break my arm again than join yet another study group session." he snickered hoping he got Reid with the last bit. "Flying classes start soon. I'm going to jump back in and hopefully not die."
The tall arc of his kick meant he was looking upwards as he spoke, but he finally looked back down as it landed. Ben almost considered doing a football league at Hogwarts but that seemed messy in too many ways. Last thing the world needed was magical football players. That would be brutal in so many ways.
"What's your team?" he asked when the ball reached Reid. "For Football, that is."
Ben Eckenrode -https://www.hogwarts.io/viewtopic.php?f=169&t=381
9 Mar 2018, 10:23
A different type of sport
So it was by chance? What luck, he wanted to ride a broom too! Maybe he can convince Ben to go flying with him sometime, he was wanting to try it some more. Most of the hesitation came from he wasn't willing to do it alone, if he was going to break something - he wanted to make sure someone was actually there. Plus what fun was some mischief alone? He got along easily with Ben and he hoped it would stay that way, even with the awkwardness of him dating the girl he rejected.
He wanted more guy friends and perhaps he can make one out of Ben yet, if he didn't get on the guy's nerves. Rarely was he ever antagonistic towards someone, jealousy came slow. Maybe it was in his nature, the nonchalant and almost passive behavior was a blessing and a curse at the same time. He wasn't a pushover, but he was someone who might just bend easily to threats. "Agreed!" he laughed, catching the ball with his foot.
He nearly lost it and gave it a bit of a chase before being able to control it. Reid placed his foot on it and furrowed his brow as he thought of a team. "Favorite team ..." he mirrored, rolling the ball a bit. It was hard to say and he often but heads with the lads back in Derby about his favorite teams. But he always had one team he rooted for no matter the weather. "Derby County, I have local pride in the club and me dad would take me to see the games. Haven't seen a game though in ages." he noted quite half-heartedly.
Oh well, perhaps he could see one if he would be able to go home at an appropriate time. The boy kicked the ball back towards Ben, glancing up at the sky with squinted eyes. The sun was so high up, he wondered if he'd be able to wear some sort of protective wear so he wasn't blinded. "What about you?" he asked, looking back down to listen to his response. If Ben was to say Manchester or a team he often heard of too much, Reid figured he might just have to tease him about it.
Football was more of a past time and a sport he enjoyed when he could, though he watched enough of Derby County's games to garner a strong bias for the team. A cheeky grin slipped on his features, "I'll take you up on that Quidditch study group idea by the way."
He wanted more guy friends and perhaps he can make one out of Ben yet, if he didn't get on the guy's nerves. Rarely was he ever antagonistic towards someone, jealousy came slow. Maybe it was in his nature, the nonchalant and almost passive behavior was a blessing and a curse at the same time. He wasn't a pushover, but he was someone who might just bend easily to threats. "Agreed!" he laughed, catching the ball with his foot.
He nearly lost it and gave it a bit of a chase before being able to control it. Reid placed his foot on it and furrowed his brow as he thought of a team. "Favorite team ..." he mirrored, rolling the ball a bit. It was hard to say and he often but heads with the lads back in Derby about his favorite teams. But he always had one team he rooted for no matter the weather. "Derby County, I have local pride in the club and me dad would take me to see the games. Haven't seen a game though in ages." he noted quite half-heartedly.
Oh well, perhaps he could see one if he would be able to go home at an appropriate time. The boy kicked the ball back towards Ben, glancing up at the sky with squinted eyes. The sun was so high up, he wondered if he'd be able to wear some sort of protective wear so he wasn't blinded. "What about you?" he asked, looking back down to listen to his response. If Ben was to say Manchester or a team he often heard of too much, Reid figured he might just have to tease him about it.
Football was more of a past time and a sport he enjoyed when he could, though he watched enough of Derby County's games to garner a strong bias for the team. A cheeky grin slipped on his features, "I'll take you up on that Quidditch study group idea by the way."
"Trouble usually finds me."
19 Mar 2018, 07:00
A different type of sport
A quiet groan escaped from Ben as his friend accepted the study group idea. It had been intended as a joke... right? Though it wouldn't hurt to do some research on the sport if he had any hope of actually getting on the team as a muggle-born. At least he wasn't alone in that venture. It would be quite the adventure even if he didn't make the team this year. How much did a good broom cost anyways?
Someone said a good broom is important... I remember seeing a shop they seemed expensive at the time and I thought it was a joke..
At first Ben said nothing about the team. Derby was not really someone he had formed much opinion on. His dad was not much of a local team fan, just the nationals. They were not so deep into it but he at least knew teams. At least the guy had not said something totally offensive for a team. Ben figured when he got older he would get more into it than his dad was, but that might change now with Quidditch and a wizarding world on the horizon. For now he still liked football and had caught the kick with a juggling catch, trying to keep it bouncing while he talked.
"Derby, alright. No bad vibes from me, yet." He teased, smiling as he juggled the ball idly between his feet. "We follow the national team, Scotland, for the most part. My dad isn't into it enough for us to watch much else. But that's my main team."
He still winced inwardly about the study group. Reid had not caught the joke, or decided to make it serious. Either way, it wasn't truly a terrible idea. Ben rolled with it and offered after a moment of pause to go ahead with it. After he kicked the ball over again he spoke up.
"We might go mad studying, but maybe part of it will be practical field work." Ben motioned to the rings above them. "I was thinking about using my extra money to buy my own broom even."
Someone said a good broom is important... I remember seeing a shop they seemed expensive at the time and I thought it was a joke..
At first Ben said nothing about the team. Derby was not really someone he had formed much opinion on. His dad was not much of a local team fan, just the nationals. They were not so deep into it but he at least knew teams. At least the guy had not said something totally offensive for a team. Ben figured when he got older he would get more into it than his dad was, but that might change now with Quidditch and a wizarding world on the horizon. For now he still liked football and had caught the kick with a juggling catch, trying to keep it bouncing while he talked.
"Derby, alright. No bad vibes from me, yet." He teased, smiling as he juggled the ball idly between his feet. "We follow the national team, Scotland, for the most part. My dad isn't into it enough for us to watch much else. But that's my main team."
He still winced inwardly about the study group. Reid had not caught the joke, or decided to make it serious. Either way, it wasn't truly a terrible idea. Ben rolled with it and offered after a moment of pause to go ahead with it. After he kicked the ball over again he spoke up.
"We might go mad studying, but maybe part of it will be practical field work." Ben motioned to the rings above them. "I was thinking about using my extra money to buy my own broom even."
Ben Eckenrode -https://www.hogwarts.io/viewtopic.php?f=169&t=381