Danger Shop - Wednesday After Classes (After Cheerleading)

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

So there wasn't a 'real' ice rink in Fandom which George was terribly disappointed about.  An' it wasn't fair t'be askin' Bobby to keep th' pond frozen th' whole time while practicing so the hockey team met in the Danger Shop.

George already had skates on as people arrived, and he was really, really way too excited.

"Evenin' lads," he said.  "There's skates o'er there for everyone.  Find a pair that fits and make sure ye lace 'em up tight enough cause otherwise yer ankles do hurt.  We got sticks too t'get into th'habit o' havin' them, but we're not goin' t'be havin' pads today."

"Today ye wanna get in th'skates and get comfortable on th'ice and then there's a bunch o' pucks o'er there an' we can practice tryin' t'get them in the net."

He eyed the pucks for a moment.  Slippery, bouncy little bastards. 

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Re: Mingling

[glacial_queen]

"You're on the hockey team?" Karla asked, surprise. "Really? And...no one minds?"

By 'no one,' she meant 'Arthur.' Who wouldn't let her in the frat, either.

Re: Mingling

[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

"Should they mind?" Alice asked, tilting her head oddly at the other girl. "Do I smell unpleasant and no one mentioned it?"

Re: Mingling

[glacial_queen]

"I don't think so," Karla said, leaning in and taking a delicate sniff. "No, you smell fine," she said.

It was important to check! A good friend (or a decent stranger) would do that.

"It's just that you're female. And some people--" dagger glare at Arthur "--won't let you join certain clubs if you are."