<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/f/f1/HikaruSly2.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Hikaru Matsukoto<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Comfortable and functional dark blue denim jeans and a form fitting forest green t-shirt with black sneakers. Hair impeccable as always.<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Halfblood<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: 11 Inch/Dogwood/Erkling dart<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Slytherin, 1st year<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Saturday September 23rd<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Morning<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Quidditch Pitch<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Try outs, a bit of flirting and blowing off pureblood nonsense<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>The man, by The Killers (https://youtu.be/w3xcybdis1k)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Claire, Zacharias, open.<br/><hr/><br/>The first thing Hikaru did as he was pushed was grab hold of Claire's forearms to avoid her being knocked over if he bumped into her, but he whirled around as soon as he knew Claire wasn't taking any dives... stormy blue eyes flashed with outrage at the Gryffindor jerk that had clearly jumped on in front of Claire. He could shove him if he liked, but there was no reason to disrespect a lady.<br/><br/><strong>{Zacharias}</strong>"I think you're at the wrong table, halfblood."<br/><br/>Ah... so he was one of those, was he? How utterly delightful... you'd think that nonsense would have stopped after seeing what the Dark Lord had done with it, but... unfortunately, there were someone incapable of enlightenment.<br/><br/>“Zacharias Warde, right?” Hikaru replied, his tone cool and calm, but his eyes were cold as an arctic glacier “I saw you at the sorting ceremony, you were with that French countess girl, or whatever she is... I just heard she's some kind of nobility. How very curious it was...”<br/><br/>He turned to Claire then, as if Zacharias was no longer interesting enough to pay attention to “Miss Skies, it would do me great pleasure for the opportunity to speak to you again some time, but for now, I must bid you adieu”<br/><br/>Sliding Zacharias a cool and stoic expression, his eyes laughing at him, he turned from the table and headed back over towards the Slytherin sign up table... he was certain Zacharias would know what he meant... that he found it quite curious that a French redheaded beauty with both money and title, would choose a backward attitude prick like him when she could probably have anyone she wanted. A curious thing indeed...<br/><br/>Not that it really mattered to him, he just wanted to get under the arrogant pureblood's skin... maybe he should flirt with her a little bit? Nothing inappropriate or serious, just enough to annoy her boyfriend.