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Angelina Johnson (angie_j) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"I'm joining the Arrows, which as a lifelong Tornadoes fan goes against my heart a bit, but the team are doing well and I'm looking forward to doing more than drills and training matches." She nodded enthusiastically at his explanation. As a professional she'd been keeping an eagle eye on the transfers to be sure of who she'd be coming up against, but most people only paid the closest level of attention to their own team. "Makes sense," she said.

She grinned widely, pleased by his appreciation. "Thanks, I love her to bits, even she wasn't new when I got her. I've taken good care and she rides like a dream. I was a bit nervous about getting her back from New Zealand, but she's just fine," she enthused. She chuckled when he complimented her wand work. "Yeah, well, my Mum is a caterer, folding sheets I can practically do in my sleep. No matter the shape!" She'd been helping serve since she was a teenager, and seen the move so many times that by the time she was allowed to help with the tablecloths herself she had already been doing it on her sheets at school and was almost up to her mum's high standards.

She patted her bike automatically, a habit of hers and reached for her helmet, which had been spelled by a sympathetic biker with natural hair to accommodate whatever she was doing with her own hair. It was handy since a lot of regular helmets did a terrible job at fitting her hair in. She popped it on the top of her head, balancing it easily (even without pushing it on properly) as she neatly slotted her bag into the panniers on the back of her bike. She grabbed her spare helmet from the nearby shelf and held it out for Dominic. "Not elegant, but no travelling without one. I don't want picking up by the muggles."