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Bourke ☆ Seventh Year ☆ Quidditich Player - Chaser , Muay Thai Assistant✩ Kaitore
17 year old Muggleborn Human ☆ HE/HIM

School Break meant no more classes, no more books, and no more teacher's dirty looks! At least, if he weren't still living on the school ground for one more year. It wasn't all bad though since the break meant he was given a lot of freedom and able to travel through the city as long as he made it back safe and sound which was always a benefit, he couldn't hate wanting to actually be safe. Today, though, wasn't the time for him to be safe but enjoy the company that would soon be coming - keeping in contact with Violet since they had met at the gym he found himself easily drawn to the woman and the talks that they would have, the way they joked around when they could. 

At the same time, at least for him, he found he had to hide his phone and other things that went on while on school ground for the obvious reasons that might bring attention were he wouldn't like for it to. On one hand, his coach might find it an unethical thing in terms of sports but there had also just been the sheer situation of their age which hadn't escaped him it just wasn't a thing he wanted to be a concern. Even if others held a concern for it he was old enough and aware of himself enough to know he wasn't being manipulated or used, his mind wasn't being warped or tricked. The woman was genuine and that is something he respected along with her dedication to the game and her devotion towards the players that she trained. 

He sat at that place where she had taken him before, the establishment ran by the Friend that had known her father. Outside was a lovely day today and she had been right, the man treated him like family and made the visit all the more worth it. Not to mention the food was top notch like a Mom and Pop jewel waiting to be discovered by the much larger world looking for cooking here people often put their heart into it all. A Newspaper was sprawled out in front of him as his jaw clenched reading over the fact that the one known as 'Thomas' was still at large and vigilance was necessary. 

A hand rubbed at the top of the table as he shook his head since it meant that the Auror's at Tally were expecting a hit of some kind or someone to sneak in and start a bout of serious chaos along the grounds. That didn't sit well with him at all. 

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Melbourne ☆ Penrose Quidditch CoachKay
28 year old Halfblood Human ☆ her/she

There had been a lot of thought that went into agree to help Tyson.  It was a bit of an odd situation in many ways.  For one she had found him attractive before she knew how old he was… making it rather scandalous, even for those who had lose morals.  That and he was a player for a rival team.  The last thing Violet wanted to do was mess up quidditch for anyone.  Though it was not the most important thing in the world, for many people it held a great deal of importance.  When she graduated she was sure she would have been upset had someone messed with her career.  She had been hurt when her career fell apart because of an injury, but that was no one’s fault.  It was something that happened.  In a game like quidditch… it was normal. 

Given how things had been, and the climate being tense given the fact someone dangerous was back in the mix of things she had been rather vigilant.  At least he had no real business at Penrose.  Those snotty and quite loveable girls were not in harms way but that did not mean this man wouldn’t do something to harm as many people as possible.  Violet was not scared, she rarely got scared… but she was worried about the safety of the community.  It was terrifying in many ways.  Though she spent most of her time pushing those thoughts aside in favor of other things.

Heading to the restaurant she smiled as she chatted with the hostess who brought her back to meet with Tyson.  ”Hey big head.”  she said as she sat down.  ”Can you bring the nachos?”  She asked and the hostess went off to put the order in for them.  She had been craving the nachos for days and had not come to the restaurant in order to prevent herself from gorging on them… Not when she knew she would be here in a few days anyway.  She smiled at Tyson.  ”Enjoying the break?” She questioned him

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Bourke ☆ Seventh Year ☆ Quidditich Player - Chaser , Muay Thai Assistant✩ Kaitore
17 year old Muggleborn Human ☆ HE/HIM

A hand wrapped around the glass of homemade iced tea in a glass as he lifted it up and pressed it to his lips to drink from it. It was a much needed drink especially with the shift of the weather and the cooling breeze that hung on the wind. There had been a form of relaxation from it that accompanied the energizing way the beverage felt in him. As the greeting came his way a smirk pressed on his face and eyes followed towards the voice. He had found her a beautiful woman before hand, of course, he also was much more aware of her age than she had been of his own. "Snarkette actually shows up? Aight. I guess that's one point for you this time." He grinned at her then proceeded to fold up the newspaper and settle it towards the side a bit shaking his mind from what he'd be walking back into once the break had ended. 

Tyson watched as the Hostess took the order and headed off then fixated his attention to Violet who had decided to sit down. "Nachos, huh? Is it cheat day already? I should have gotten something a bit more." He teased, though he already knew how to work off whatever was put into his body. Just needed to make sure that it was a good burning exercise which could be done practically anywhere. A hand felt the top of his head sweeping along the fresh cut then settled on the back of his dome where he rubbed at it in uncertainty. "Been trying to enjoy it but to be for real? Going back to Tallygarunga has me more nerve wrecked than I would have expected, ya know?"

Side glancing towards the newspaper as he began to stretch his arms upwards. "Auror's around every corner, practically can hear the night shifts during the dorm downtimes. Teacher's are much more stiff and on such high alert that things are locked down tighter than Azkaban." He brought his hand up and rubbed at his chin before placing it on the table once more. "Been just trying to work out and relax myself for what I am going to end up walking into, ya' know? What about you? How've things been going and all?" He had been concerned, hoping that she wasn't taking too much of a hit coming out so often to see him or keeping in contact with him. 

Especially since even he could see he had been developing more feelings towards the woman. 

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Melbourne ☆ Penrose Quidditch CoachKay
28 year old Halfblood Human ☆ her/she

”All you have is word and your reputation.  I am not about to go back on my word.”  she said as he seemed surprised that she had shown up at all.  Though she supposed that was fair… she had been a bit flighty, and she was still not sure this was really appropriate but she had come anyway.  It was something she wrestled with this morning but ultimately decided that she had promised him she would help and so she needed to follow through on that promise.  She let out a small laugh.  ”Besides I don’t need you out here in the streets running about and making a mess of things.”  There was something about looking after your own- though she was not sure why she thought of him as such. 

She shrugged.  ” what can I say I like what I like”  Not to mention the Nachos were the best food on this earth.  No matter what anyone else said.  She smiled at him.  ”I cant pass them up when he has them on the menu…”  her attention turned to his concerns about going back to school.  ”They are doing what they can right to keep the school safe…”  She said with a small sigh.  ”I mean- you should be safe… I would think if they didn’t have the students return that would be cause for concern.”  She had no idea honestly but she wouldn’t deny being worried.  However, she had been pretty good at ensuring that she didn’t appear to be anxious about it. 

”Things are things.”  she said dismissively.  ”busy trying to get things together for the new semester…”  the girls were high strung but she didn’t mind it too much.  She could handle high strung.  ”I can’t imagine what this semester would look like… I am just going with it for now.  That’s all you can do… there is not much else we actually can do.”  she was not saying worry was a bad thing but there was no need to obsess.  ”we keep ourselves safe and we keep it moving.” 

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Bourke ☆ Seventh Year ☆ Quidditich Player - Chaser , Muay Thai Assistant✩ Kaitore
17 year old Muggleborn Human ☆ HE/HIM

"Sometimes ya' got the cat's, the cradles, and the silver spoon too." He responded back towards her with a playful grin on his face while he leaned forward and against the top of the table. Though his head soon shook afterwards with a broader grin etched on to his mug. "Don't need me runnin' the streets, huh? Keeping a heavy look out are ya'?" A shrug formed and a gentle chuckle eased out of him. "I don't mind, can enjoy the view all ya' want, Snarkette." He at least planned to enjoy the view that was settled in front of him without any form of shame or concern. "But it's good to see ya' deciding to stick around, I can get with that." Even if she had to find an alternative reason for it, just meant that was one step forward. 

Both of his hands raise up as if to surrender the point. "Hey, I'm all on the ride to grabbing whatever you like. Life's too short and chaotic not to smack on your favorite foods, for real." Tyson hadn't been through tragic loss but he understand a sense of loss and the constant presence of other figures around the school made the understanding of what a heavy and flammable atmosphere could amount towards. It was enough that it made his own neck stiff. "Nah, I get the reason behind it but. . . I guess you kind of just have to see it to get the foreboding environment behind it all." Tyson's hand rose up to rub at his cheek in thought, he needed a way to explain it from his own view. "Like. . . If it was a small number, a light guard I probably wouldn't even look twice. But the are a lot of them walking around - that already tells me how dangerous this dude really is. Not to mention. . . They blend in horribly." The last bit was to add  a bit more comedy to the heavy thought. "It's like a rose trying to pretend to be a daisy, ya' just know it like a broad smack in the face.

His head tilted towards the side a bit as he got a bit comfortable and listened into her report on what had been going on, as light on details as it had been. But he understood there were things she probably couldn't tell him. "Yea, safe is good, I am on that team. Only way we'd get to have our dates like this." A coy wink flashed towards Violet with a matching grin to boot. It was partially a tease and partially serious on his own part, however. "I already know you'd miss me."

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Melbourne ☆ Penrose Quidditch CoachKay
28 year old Halfblood Human ☆ her/she

The young man in front of her was cocky.  That was pretty clear.  Letting out a laugh she shook her head.  ”These are my streets too.”  She reminded him though she didn’t think he needed much reminding of that honestly.  He seemed to be just as aware of her as she was of him.  Though that quite honestly scared her.  She had for one not allowed herself to indulge in a relationship for a long time and the most glaring thing… the fact that he was still a student. ”I don’t know if I could have actually shaken you…. You know the whole if you cant beat them thing…”  she was pretty sure he would have made it very challenging to leave and forget him.  One had to appreciate the persistence. 

”I always like to get what I want.”  she said though she realized what she had said was probably a little bit much for this conversation.  ”It is something that I have never liked to limit myself on… though some limits have been placed on me….”  she explained after she had told him she had too much to lose at this point.  It still was true.  Though she could give into the idea of meeting him out an about.  Besides it seemed his head was someplace else tonight, and she didn’t blame him.  She would likely feel the same way too if it were her.  ”I mean you cant be crippled by the fear.  That is what an asshole like this wants you know?”  She knew it all too well honestly.  It had been a bit of a strange thing… to want others to cower and scurry in fear of you. 

It was not as though she had thought much about it.  ”he gets off on it… its sick” she had however dated someone similar.  They liked when you hurt, when you were upset and scared.  It was not nearly as bad as this… but he did like to pick fights to get her riled up.   ”Oh is that what I would do?”  She said with a nod.  ”Okay then”  her tone was that of disbelief.  She didn’t know what she was getting at but she shook her head.  ”Are you this cocky at school?  All your little girlfriends must love it.”

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Bourke ☆ Seventh Year ☆ Quidditich Player - Chaser , Muay Thai Assistant✩ Kaitore
17 year old Muggleborn Human ☆ HE/HIM

Toothy smile formed as his head tilted as well. "Oh, I didn't forget that. You're someone whose hard to miss." Maybe that was just due to his previous exposure, even a partial factor that he had encountered her in a place he never would have considered a run in to occur. Even he had to admit that there was a sense of concern for the way he had noticed her, but it was something that he also knew he'd more likely regret trying to pretend otherwise. A life of regrets wasn't something he relished in looking back on - that would hit too close to home. "Probably not! I bring a good workout and a rush of adrenaline when exercise day rolls up." He grinned at her trying to add more levity to the situation. "Besides, you don't seem like the person who would have followed along if part of you weren't curious either." That was a sign of 'It was okay' on some level, at least, between their two perspectives. 

It's always when other perspectives chime in that things take a different turn.

Tyson's brow elevated as he leaned in just a bit more on the table top. "And what exactly do you want?" There was a curiosity on his mind in wondering what would be desirable enough for her, something that causes a limit to be placed. Or maybe, he wanted to eliminate the idea that limits were a think even for the brief moment that they were at this restaurant. A chance to understand and get a more direct answer on what lingered on the woman's thoughts. One of his hands rose up to rub at the back of his head then scratch slightly. "Yea, I get what you mean. I know there are sick folks like that around, I mean, didn't expect to run into any this soon in my life. Or, rather, be put in a situation where it was an actual possible issues."  

Mind boggling, what kind of traumatic life or twisted mind could make the steps to be a criminal with such crimes on their plate? Either way, that kind of thought wasn't his concern - Yet. "I don't doubt the wack job gets off on it. Course I also know it's why we need more folks in the system willing to take on that kind of risk." Was he in a state of mind of self-sacrifice that such a job could be in his future? It was something he would have to decide eventually, sooner too as the terms seemed to come in and out quicker than he could take notice. 

"Ha! The sound of disagreement!" A strange look was shot towards Violet's direction which caused a snorted snicker to extend out. "I don't really go about noticed ladies, at school I tend to focus a bit on what I need to do, ya know?" Tyson then tapped his fingers on the table. "And I am always confident, Snarkette! Just like you're really the only person I've noticed, I guess is one way to put it."

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Melbourne ☆ Penrose Quidditch CoachKay
28 year old Halfblood Human ☆ her/she

His grin made her laugh.  That was one thing she could say about Tyson, he made her laugh quite a bit. Cocky sure, but he had a goofiness to him in many ways.  It was nice.  She was used to the girls and the the other men in her life were serious.  Her father went back and forth.  It was interesting.  She had always found herself wanting more of the goofy in her life.  It would make life better… or at least she thought it would.  ”Curious is a good word I suppose”  She didn’t know what this was evolving into but she had shown up and she was here… It was a strange thing… but she did want to explore it that was at least undeniable. 

Violet mirrored the action of leaning in and said in a dangerously dulcet tone.  ”If you have to ask you probably can’t handle the answer.”  She then leaned back and smirked.  She was rather proud of herself at the moment though she was a little unsure if this sort of fliting crossed the line.  If there was a line?.  ”Keep focused, that’s all I can say.  It was bad when we were in Africa… “  She said something she didn’t remember well but she remembered enough.  She remembered the fear… the fact she was still something that was not supposed to exist a product of a union between a white man and an African woman.  Apartheid was not something she saw end- she had been back recently with quidditch and they had accepted her.  It was a strange thing.  

”The fear will become something you want to adjust to…it can become a normal sensation but you cant get complacent in it.”  She said with a nod of seriousness.  ”I think it is safe to say the man is mission oriented and those of us who don’t matter to him will be safe. “  That was the nice thing about being a nobody in the world they lived in.  they could come and go as they please… though she knew she was really not a nobody, someone would recognize her. 

”I bet they just go crazy you pay them no mind.”  he was the sort who had to have them following him around.  "Just me..."  She eyes him skeptically... "Why me?" 

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Bourke ☆ Seventh Year ☆ Quidditich Player - Chaser , Muay Thai Assistant✩ Kaitore
17 year old Muggleborn Human ☆ HE/HIM

"Ahhh~, See, I gotcha to laugh, already on the upside." His head shook lightly as a smile formed wider on his face. While he was usually a focused and determined individual there wasn't any rule that stated he couldn't let that guard or intensity down when the moments require it. Staying as an obtuse person would only cause more stress and that wasn't something that he could take the risk of going through, no more than he was already dealing with, of course. "One word for it, eh? Aight, yea, I can definitely see that." There was no true positive precedence for this - one might consider them relatives if they didn't know either of their lives. But a closer look at the information would have been an alert towards what could potentially have been building. 

The scent that flowed from her filled his nose and he took a subtle and deeper sniff as his mind engraved it within his memories. "Oh? That right, yea? Sounds like you're more afraid of saying that answer." He lights poke back in a challenging connotation. Tyson expected it was much more complicated than that or maybe it was just her own way of teasing and flirting, but he had his own way, as awkward as it may seem to most people. Mostly because he just didn't flirt. 

"Yea, figured it was something like a goal or something. Most that want to slap on some wonton destruction that's international and criminal probably wouldn't focus on a single school enough for that many five-O's to walk about on." His hand rose up to rub at his chin lightly in thought. Thinking on it won't help the situation but it at least gave him more control over his nerves, that will be helpful when he went back on campus. "Maybe. . . Unless we know whatever he wants or connected it I guess? But, eh, me worrying about it won't do me any good or favors.

Whenever trouble showed its ugly face it would do so, that was when he'd deal with it if need be. He had more problems of his own to deal with in the immediate anyways. 

A snorted laughter escaped from him as he shook his head. "I wouldn't know, I don't pay all that attention. Ya know? Sure they're all fine though, no biggie." He shrugged it off as if it were truly a non-issue. The way she stared at him caused his eyes to blink a few times as he leaned back in his chair staring back at the woman. "Why you? Sheesh, ya' gonna have me be that blunt?" He shifted his gaze away towards the constantly moving crowds that strolled along the sidewalk, the different people and places that they had went into for whatever reason. 

"Cleary cause I'm interested in ya'." It was stated bluntly, as if it were a matter of fact as he turned back to look at her. "Usually folks tend to notice others because of interests."

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Letting out a small sigh she shook her head.  ”I’ve not shied away from things, but there is not really much I want to share at the moment.”  she said raising an eyebrow.  She was not sure what the hell she was supposed to actually do about this considering the fact there was no way to twist this that made it okay.  ”you should know that I am not one to mince words, I never have been.”  she had however learned a bit in the years she had left school.  That was another things to consider, they were two completely different life stages at the moment.  The purpose was to be helpful… to be in a mentor role, and she couldn’t abuse her power that way… no matter what she thought.  Maybe she was afraid… but what scared her more was something she didn’t have much of an answer for at the moment. 

She shrugged.  ”I don’t think the rest of us have to worry honestly.”  She said honestly.  ”If you aren’t part of the inner circle there no one gives a shit about you.”  She commented.  She had learned this from experience.  Even as one of the best players on the team she was not the inner circle and no gave a single fuck about her.  She sighed.  ”So I don’t think you have to worry about knowing anything.”  At least it was that way everywhere.  People only gave a fuck if you were important by whatever popular standards had been set and Vi was a minority and therefore not popular at all.  She sighed.  It had been a bit of a mess when she was trying to get picked up.  

At least South Africa had loved her.  She loved her hometown too.  She shook her head at his response.  ”That’s not a real answer.”  She pointed out  It was not a real answer. Of course he was interested… but she wanted to know why.  ”Is it because I played professionally?”  She supposed it always helped to know why someone was interested, so many of them wanted to use her for her fame and notoriety, it was not a good feeling.  She was not sure if that was what this was either.  A crush on a professional athlete was pretty common Violet always had a thing for the Ibo player Adeyinka.  He was amazing on a broom and she couldn’t believe a man could be so graceful. 

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Bourke ☆ Seventh Year ☆ Quidditich Player - Chaser , Muay Thai Assistant✩ Kaitore
17 year old Muggleborn Human ☆ HE/HIM

"Aight, I won't push it." Tyson reached over to grasp one of the cheese coated chips from the carton and pressed it into his mouth to chomp it away from the main body. After a bit he'd chew and swallow it down. "I know better than to poke at that Lioness. They're the fierce type, caring to the pride but fierce when prodded too much." He gave a tension easing wink towards her direction along with a smile that shined. "You're right on that, you don't hold what ya' mean once you say it. That's one of those admirable traits, at least to me, ya' never have to play the guessing game to find what's on ya' mind." Of course, that also could just because he was surrounded by a bunch of school aged girls who don't know when to say what they want to say, when they need to say it.  But he could also respect that things needed to be thought out a bit better in this particular situation given that the slightest thing could set in stone a lot in present and future connections. 

Eyebrows rose up as his lips turned more into a grin as he stared at the woman, who seemed to be on fire in her own way from a personal experience. "Maybe not, but I ain't silly enough to know that they don't call it 'collateral damage' for a reason, ya feel?" The slightest intentional hiccup could cause a larger domino effect, it was one of the few things that he often thought about it. What if the person decided to use some form of explosion spell that took out a large portion of the school? "Either way, it's also just one of those things I can't worry about until somethin' happens. If things were able to be accurately guessed we'd avoid a lot more issues, that or run straight towards them.

"Well, there went me tryin' to be all mysterious." He grunted lightly while leaning into the back of the chair with his arms crossed against his chest. Eyes focused on Vi as he gave a soft sigh and shook his head. "It ain't have anything to do with you playing professionally, heck, ain't nothing about you even being involved in Quidditich." He refused to lower his head in embarrassment even with the internal feeling of it gnawing and nagging at him. At this point it was his pride to keep his head up as much as he could without faltering from it. "I'm interested in -you-, as a person, ya know? I wanna get to know you as who you are not what ya' accomplished or what other folks may or may not say about you.

Not like he put much stock in what others had often displayed about another person. Media, entertainment - all of it was designed for rises and falls and most times it was intentional. When it wasn't? They tended to have more of a ball field with it that they didn't have to twist about words or views to cause it. "I'm attracted to simply who ya' are, the woman I encountered before even realizing she was someone famous."

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