Of Meetings & Catching Up [Aaron]

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Reagan was excited to do a little practice that wasn't with her team, instead she'd be catching up with a fairly new friend of hers. After a bit of talking they decided to meet up at a Quidditch Pitch and have a little fun with a bit of an informal practice session just between the two of them, while it wasn't exactly looked upon due to them being on different teams - it wasn't anything fancy and it wouldn't be like they would be revealing any team secrets or things. It was just going to be two friends goofing around while catching up after all. 

Aaron was though still a new friend, but he was one of few friends she had that understood how Quidditch was an importance in her life. It was something that not all of her friends understood, they simply didn't get how she cared so much about it, or why it was so important, and it was something that wasn't easy for her to explain. 

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it gets better.

AARON WAS RUNNING LATE. THAT WAS ALL HE could think. He'd arranged with Reagan to meet at the practise pitch at three, but time had just gotten away from him and by the time he had dropped Lupo at his daycare he was most certainly late. Dressed hastily in some sports gear, Aaron ran on to the pitch with his broom in one hand and his bag still slung over his back. He hadn't even checked it, more concerned with explaining to Reagan first.

"Hey!" Aaron yelled, jogging over to where Regan stood on the pitch. "I know.. I'm late." Aaron looked at his watch and cringed. "Twenty minutes, eh?" He said, blowing out a breath. "I'm so sorry." Looking up, his expression was completely apologetic. "I'll let you win first catch?" He joked, testing the waters as he bent and unzipped his bag, retrieving an ornate box from inside. "Brought my practice snitch."

Pulling it from its bindings, the wings of the snitch unfurled. It was most obviously not of official nature. A replica of brass and dull in shine from overuse. Most importantly, it was a snitch with an off switch. He could hail it back with his wand if needs be. Though Aaron always preferred to catch a snitch. Anything else felt like blasphemy. "Are you mad?" He asked, pressing his lips together, dimples deep in his cheeks. 

@reagan

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Reagan had arrived a little earlier than it was planned for them to meet up, but she hadn't been keeping track of time after she arrived and didn't see Aaron at the practice pitch. She didn't worry too much as instead of sitting around waiting for him she easily got onto her own broom and was enjoying a little free flying as she waited for her friend to show up. She had been flying around for around fifteen minutes when she decided to look at her watch, only to see that indeed Aaron was late. But she wasn't too worried yet as she came back down to land on the pitch to dig into her bag, pulling out a water bottle to have a few sips when she heard Aaron yelling out.

A quick smile and a hand raised in a wave as she brushes her hair back from her face, her face was slightly flushed from her previous flying around, "Hey Aaron - running a bit late today I see?" she smiled as she gave a gentle tease, raising her eyes at him with a small shrug, "Hey chill its okay, I was just having some fun without you." at his offer to let her win first catch she gave a playful glare, "I don't need you to let me win.. I can win it by myself." she gave a gentle tease again before lighting up as he pulled out the practice snitch. Offical or not, she instantly wanted one of her own, "We totally need to play with this."

Her eyes were locked onto the practice snitch, lost in her silent awe for a moment until she heard his voice again, quickly looking back she shook her head, giving an honest smile, "Hey - not at all, I was just teasing you - I'm not at all mad, it happens to all of us and I'll admit I lost track a bit myself - I was flying around and only just noticed you were actually late when I came to get a drink. Besides - you're here now and we have plenty of time to practice still!"

@aaron

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it gets better.

GUILT DARKENED THE TIPS OF AARON'S EARS. IT hadn't been his intention to run so horrendously late, but at the very least Reagan seemed to take it reasonably well. "Is that right?" He said with a smile, having casting his eyes to her broom. "Suppose that really means I gave you a head start." He joked, his forehead wrinkling.

The practise snitch fluttered in to the air between them and Aaron enjoyed the awestruck look on Reagan's face. That didn't know each other too well yet, but he admired their shared love of that pesky contraption. "Oh we will..." He said, propping his hands on his hips. As if taking its cue, the snitch shot in to the air and almost entirely out of sight.

"I won't go easy on you then," Aaron said, lowering his gaze until it caught hers once more. He backed up a few steps to where he'd set his broom, raising one brow slightly in challenge. "The losers weep," He said, an unintentional variation of the true phrase 'losers weepers'. English was, after all, his second language. He mounted his broom and bent his knees before he shot in to the air. 

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Reagan was usually very easy going, she hated stressing and worrying. Sure sometimes it was necessary but if you didn't need to stress - why bother? It wasn't like Aaron was extremely late, just a little and she hadn't bothered worrying as instead she decided to fly around, why not have fun while she was on her own still? She offered a small laugh and a shrug at his question before grinning easily, "Course - you only have yourself to blame if I show you up cause I got an extra warm up." She playfully teased.

Her eyes light up as the snitch flutters before them. Despite no longer being a small child easily awed and fascinated with little things, she had always had a special love for Quidditch, the snitch almost being an extension to her very being. Her face lit up as the snitch took off quickly, her eyes following it until she couldn't anymore, her body hummed happily at the thought of being back in the air and chasing after it.

A playful yet determined expression crossed her face as she offered a cheeky little grin, "You better not go easy on me, I need a good challenge." she winked and quickly remounted her broom, "Losers weepers indeed my friend." She was a competitive one, although far from a sore loser, she preferred to win of course and if he went easy on her - she'd likely take it as an insult to her own Quidditch abilities. With a rather loud and excited 'woop' she takes back off into the air, heading straight up before evening out - her eyes darting around eagerly looking for a sign of the snitch.

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it gets better.

THAT WAS A VERY FAIR POINT MADE AND AARON nodded his agreement. Of course, warm ups were essential for a good, hard game. But, he wasn't entirely fussed if he lost a little match like this. Aaron was competitive, he had to be. He knew how to have fun, though. And the important difference between a game and a match. The latter pinning his salary in place.

The snitch was up in the air, majestic even in replication. It was, by far, Aaron's most favoured obsession. And rightly so. But, up in the air the went and Aaron spent a good moment just catching height. It was exhilarating and he reckoned he'd never get enough of that weightless feeling. Flying was a marvel only few could master, he considered himself reasonably close.

In those first moments, Aaron didn't give Reagan a moments thought. He simply enjoyed the feeling of flying, the air whooshing past his good ear, but even a practise game was still a game. He edged his broom toward Reagan, keen eyes searching for the snitch and how he might catch it. But, he wasn't necessarily in a hurry. Splitting his concentration as he shouldered in to Reagan's space for fun. He wasn't really the confrontational type, his strategy tended to be sole focus and avoidance. But, for a moment he snapped the back of his broom again hers and turned his head in a cheeky grin. "Scared?!" He yelled over the whipping wind. 

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