Who: Heath, Orsino and Kirley What: Rescue! Where: Gid's place When: Afternoon 21st December. Warnings/Rating: Hijinks/Low
After talking with a very not okay Heath, Kirley apparated back to the boat, grabbed his broom, returned to the Thrustons' grabbed his O and side along apparated the pair of them to the end of Heath's street. Waiting for a moment while the drummer recovered, K looked at his broom and dropped it in front of them, thinking it would hover. However, the broom obviously was not expecting to actually be used by it's owner and clattered to the floor. 'Uh... up? Please?' Considering he was the son of a famous Quidditch player, Kirley was not in tune with his Nimbus big number. His mother had bought him the broomstick shortly before she'd fled the country with his Dad; "In case you need to escape." Though why he'd fly rather than apparate was beyond him.
A glance to his left checked that thought. Orsino didn't like apparating. Ah... his Mum thought of everything.