<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a0/Aeric.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Aeric Chase (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=259664.msg12829225#msg12829225)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>17<br/><strong>House:</strong>Hufflepuff<br/><strong>Patronus:</strong>Dragon<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Charcoal colored Cargo Pants, Pink Floyd tshirt that was dirty as if he had slept outside in it all night,  Brown sandles<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 2nd 2018, Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Great Hall, at Gryffindor table<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Geoffrey and Morgan<br/><hr/>Aeric shook his head about being on the national team.  "I was busy doing something else.  Took a lot of time and concentration.  Didn't have much free time otherwise."  He then smiled about his well placed bludger.  It had been one hell of a shot.  was proud of it even though he acted as if it was nothing.  "Some has-been in last place?  Of course not." Aeric said to Morgan's question.  "That's why I'll be the one interviewed."  He then clapped Morgan on the shoulder.  "Don't worry, I'll put in a good word with her for you."<br/><br/>He then responded to Geoffrey with a "Morning, Jeffy."  He then jumped up to sit on top of the Gryffindor table with his legs hanging off.  He stretched and gave a big yawn.  "It's Sunday, right?" He asked to no one in particular though Morgan and Geoffrey was the closest to him.  The smiled stayed on his face and he looked around the great hall to see what everyone was doing.  "As a great Muggle poet once said:<br/><br/><em>Broken bottles under children's feet<br/>Bodies strewn across the dead end street<br/>But I won't heed the battle call<br/>It puts my back up<br/>Puts my back up against the wall<br/><br/>Sunday, bloody Sunday<br/>Sunday, bloody Sunday</em>"