<div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 15pt;">Quidditch Tryouts</span></strong></div><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/27/Claire_Gryff_1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Claire Skies<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Quidditch Uniform<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Halfblood<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: Pear Wood, Dragon Heartstring, 10 1/3 inches with two twists<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor/ 4th Year<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Saturday September 24rd<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>11:00 AM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Qudditch Pitch<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Tryouts<br/>(Optional)<strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>Stand Out/Goofy Movie (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FlMZXtATye4)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Hikaru, Open<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Claire wasn't entirely sure what to make of Hikaru as he withdrew his hand. She might have just assumed before he was a young man that was emboldened by his swagger, self assured of his success before it'd happened that a outright rejection wasn't capable of regestering for him. It was easy to spot self assured men, and everything about Hikaru's posture, the way he spoke, the way he pressed told Claire he fell into that category easily. Yet he understood her body language enough that he withdrew his hand without her having to tell him she wasn't going to accept it. It wasn't as if he was daft, maybe it was her own fault for asking if she could help him. It was rhetorical of course, but a invitation was a invitation wasn't it?<br/><br/>When Hikaru spoke she was taken back a bit by what he was saying. Her eyes widening a little bit in surprise, and her head tilting just a bit to the right. A soft "heh," escaped her lips in a half laugh before she closed her eyes shaking her head.<br/><br/>"That's a commendable attitude to have," she said, "Students are more than the houses they are sorted into." She said a soft smile on her features. In spite of the smile her tone already said that she wasn't buying into what he was trying to sell her. "However, in school as students the point is to learn and become respectable witches and wizards, that doesn't put is directly opposed on another." She said this time pausing, so she could look over to the field.<br/><br/>"That isn't true here," she said her soft voice gaining a edge to it, as her vibrant blue eyes narrowed turning her eyes back up to Hikaru. "You just let me know on the quidditch field you're my rival, or at least you intend to be." She said her voice remaining firm, as her smile turned neutral, and the look she gave him turning more focused.<br/><br/>It wasn't that she didn't like him necessarily, the truth of the mater was she didn't know him. By all rights he could be a very respectable young man, who had a lot to offer. Perhaps he could be a good friend,<em>maybe</em>someone that was fun to flirt with. He was confident, smooth, and eloquent. All of those were appealing traits in their own rights. She wouldn't want him to think there was necessarily something wrong with him, or that she was cold. Or that she took stalk of what house people were from, she felt judging and prejudice was a significant problem.<br/><br/>Still she was the<em>captain</em>of the Gryffindor team. Not just a member of it at the tryouts to help, she was the<em>captain</em>. It was under dubious circumstances, it wasn't really earned, and the team was looking to be in very bad shape, but being captain still meant something to her. It meant she needed to serve as the example, and she couldn't give or act with less conviction then she expected out of her future teammates. So what example was it going to set, if she sat back and flirted? There were some students here that she might have to reject simply on mentality, and she might be laughing with their rivals? How could she keep a straight face and suggest that if she played along? It was hard not to feel frustration bubble up over the situation. However she'd force it back down.<br/><br/>She'd sigh again closing her eyes before giving him a stern and resolved face. "If you don't have anything related to quidditch, please allow space for other students to sign up for their tryouts." She said, electing to keep the proffessional attitude she felt a captain should have. She may not have<em>truly</em>earned the title, but she intended to be worthy too it.