Marcus was almost as pleased with Bell's reaction as he was being called on the first team. Granted, he knew it could mean very little, he also knew that when he had been captain, what felt like ages ago, in Hogwarts that it meant something to be on the first team. He moved when the others did, seeing a mixed range of emotion on the team's faces when he had been called into the try out period. But Pucey... he remembered and was glad to be greeted with some warmth. He may be vicious and an arrogant ass hole, but he did enjoy human interaction on occasion. [S]And not just in fights or drunken sex benders.[/S]

He grouped with his team, and though making a mild mental note of jingle Bell's new nickname, he took in the information. Right now making the cut to this team, no t on reserve, was his priority. He listened more and more, but he had his.own opinions. He had played against this team before, even if some were on his own team now. However, most of the information was new, and he drank it in. This wouldn't be easy, he knew that much and when Tabitiang was mention he sub consciously rubbed his ribs. Oh, he knew that much. He happened to fly into a bludger he had hit, and since had vowed to never do it again.

When they broke off, he mounted his broom and let out a long exhale. It was now or never, and soon they were taking flight and his mind gauged onto the game at hand. He had way too much riding on it to take it lightly. He had to do this to the best of his ability, and soon the world faded and he felt it begin. He didn't have to see it happen, he could feel it in his bones as he zoomed through the skies, and it felt like time was melting around him.

It was happening so quickly and he rarely get like this, but his eyes were fixated on the quaffle, and soon he saw his opening. The pass was thrown, and it was almost too easy as he caught it and took off. He hated this next bit though. There were few.openings for himself, but his best chance had to be hos worst enemy... well, next to worst anyway. Bell.

He got as close as he could, knowing how easy distance could throw it all off and he passed to her, barely seeing it get to her before he.lunged himself to a better opening, as the.others were so heavily guarded, and he was about to be too It seemed.

Not today. Not when he was.already so invested into this.opportunity.