Ravenclaw Quidditch Practice: Team Posted! [[Oct-Dec 23]]

[Dolphina Oceanus]

Cathryn Rose O'Malley

13 Years Old┽Third Year┽Ravenclaw┽Chaser┽ Taken by Chase Balford

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Cat smiled at Shina's compliment. She was about to say something in return when the game started. Her wavy ponytail flew wildly as she fell into position with Rosemarie and Tristain. She payed close attention as Shina failed to steal the Quaffle from Tristain. Now Rosemarie had the Quaffle. As the younger girl began to toss the large red ball, Cathryn spotted the first year Chase swooping in to grab the Quaffle. 'Oh, no you don't!' the Irish girl thought. She leaned forward on her broom, picking up immense speed, and pulled up just in time to swipe the ball out of Chase's reach. Quickly reversing direction, she pulled a loop and swooped toward her other teammate, Tristain. Glancing back to make sure Chase wasn't following her, she hurled straight toward the blonde Ravenclaw, ducking under her, and throwing the ball up as high as she could...

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Injuries/Illnesses: ------

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Wearing

RowenaღMaximus

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[Nanashi Kage Enjeru]

Shina darted forward, leaning low over her broom to gain speed. As she drew near, Shina let go of her broom and reached for the quaffle, using her legs to grip the broom and shifts of her body to steer. Closer, closer....

((OOC: ... ))

 

[Porcelaine Ivory]

Tristain watched closely as the ball migrated smoothly between players, missing the grip of Chase and Shina by mere inches almost every pass. She held her breath as the ball was nearly intercepted by the determined boy, but sighed in relief as Cathryn managed to snag it out of his reach. She knew it was her turn to receive the quaffle next, so she lined herself up parallel to the older girl, keeping low to her broom for optimum speed as she weaved in and out of the other players.

The Ravenclaw kept eye contact with Cathryn, and so she was able to judge the girl's high, arching throw before it happened. With the slightest tug on the nose of her broom, she sped upwards like a rocket with one arm extended, and caught the quaffle before it could be intercepted by the two trying to steal it.

As soon as the ball was safely in her arms, she abruptly switched directions, splitting the middle of Chase and Shina, and locking eyes with Rosemarie once more. As the other players sped after, she zigged and zagged away from their reach and sent the quaffle hurling in the second year's direction.


"Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined.
Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind."
- William Shakespeare

 

[KlutzyChild]

Ethan King





Third Year Ravenclaw



Sweat formed on Ethan's brow as he swiftly navigated the path down to the pitch. He was late, something that had happened very frequently this year. He had become more like a slytherin than a ravenclaw in the past several months, and he wasn't sure why. He'd just gotten out of detention for swearing at one of his teachers. Still, if there was anything he was determined not to mess up, it was quidditch. As he raced onto the pitch, he couldn't help but notice everyone was already in the air. He followed his instincts and immediately ran over to Phinelia.
"Hey Cap, sorry I'm late." He looked up at the fourth year, hoping she would understand. It would kill him if he lost his spot on the team. "I'll try out for anything that's open. Though if it's ok I'd still prefer beater. Anything I should be doing?" Ethan longingly glanced up to where everyone was racing around. He needed to be airborne and fast. He hoped that his developing attitude wouldn't mess with his chances of making the team this year.
He noticed Cathryn zooming around the pitch and half-smiled. Though she still was his semi-friend, he hadn't spoken to her in a while. His half smile faded when he saw Chase Balford, a fifth year, flirting with her. Though he'd long since decided she was not to be thought of in a romantic way, he still felt nothing but anger towards any guy that happened to be near her.
Perhaps that was why he'd been keeping his distance, he thought. Maybe he was tired of being angry at her company, so he found it best to stay away.
Anyways, he awaited Phi's reply, hoping she wouldn't be too angry with his tardiness. Cathryn would not distract him. Today was for quidditch, and quidditch alone.



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I am on the Quidditch Pitch
with the team
and I'm going ---

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[Nanashi Kage Enjeru]

Shina broke away from Tristain, guarding Rosemarie again. She stuck to the other girl like a burr, trying to stay between her and Tristain, though that was somewhat difficult when both girls could move in any direction. Then Tristain threw the quaffle. Shina darted up....

((OOC: ... ))

 

[Sir Spazalots]

Rosemarie arrived at the quidditch pitch, her broom flung over her shoulder and a nervoyus expression on her face. She had been asked if she thought she could run the try outs as the captain was unavailable, of course she didnt refuse, as she was probably a tad more qualified to help, since her dad was a captian of the international quiddicth team. "Umm ok. Welcome to try outs. Phinelia was unable to make them, so I was asked to run them her place." she said as she took a deep breath. OK here we go. she thought before taking another deep breath. "Now fill out these papers with your, name, year, and desired quidditch position." she said.

 

[Nanashi Kage Enjeru]

Shina came down to the pitch with her new Firebolt 2 casually over her shoulder. She waved happily to her teammates as she approached, and nodded when Rosemarie said she would be filling in for Phinelia. "Sure! Don't worry Rosemarie, you'll do fine!"

Quote:

Name: Shina Kiremono
Year: Second Year
Desired Position: Seeker, Chaser

After filling out the slip and handing it back, Shina looked around at her teammates. "Are you all excited to be back? I'm looking forward to getting up in the air again, and this year I won't have to worry so much about hard passes and bludgers!" Shina waggled her new broom a bit in explanation.

((OOC: Since first years can't have their own brooms, last year Shina used a school broom. I've decided it was a Moon Trimmer that shorted out for a second or two when subjected to weights over 100lbs. Shina in full gear is well under this, but when she caught particularly hard passes, or when hit by a bludger, she tended to short. ))

Wearing

 

[Pale Mist]

phinelia von ichval



fifth year - ravenclaw
captain - ravenclaw quidditch team
ravenclaw - female prefect
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“In the country of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.”
– Desiderius Erasmus
“The haft of the arrow had been feathered with one of the eagle’s own plumes. We often give our enemies the means of our own destruction.”
– Aesop
“There is only one good, knowledge, and one evil, ignorance.”
– Socrates
“If the brain were so simple we could understand it, we would be so simple we couldn’t.”
– Lyall Watson


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The newly season-dusted grass felt too dry under her tread as she made her way to the Quidditch Pitch. Her team had it signed out for the first round of their try-outs and practices, something she had not thought about since the rut her thoughts now lived in had first been dug. Yet the familiar air of crispness and adrenaline ready to be injected into veins and actions seemed the rise the girl from her imminent slumber of darkness. The sorrow, or grief or disfocus or whatever name was being placed to her outer expression now strangely felt lighter. Uprooted in the slightest, pressed away from her core. The idea and buz of the expected high of flying and being beaten within an inch of thought by elements and your own physical willingness suddenly allowing her to breath.
Phinelia stepped quicker, soon arriving in front of the excited and forming bundle of students. "Sorry I am late. Sorry for the confusion." she said, voice strong and addressing - her mind floating above her body as if observing this sudden and incrediable change of pace. "Alvern, thank you for taking my place in my absence. I am sorry, there was a mistake. I came back to Hogwarts sooner than expected, sorry for the confusion." she whispered with soft gratitude to the girl, managing a tight smile, "You may continue if you wish." she added hastily, sudden panicked thought not managing to rise into her voice or face form its position in the pit of her stomach. Strange lurching and fear that whatever rejuvenative power the prospect of Quidditch had offered would not manage to be sustained for the entirety of the tryouts.

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[Dolphina Oceanus]

Cathryn Rose O'Malley

14 Years Old┽Fourth Year┽Ravenclaw┽Keeper┽ Taken by Chase Balford

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Though she hadn't gotten the position she had wanted, Cathryn had walked away from Quidditch last year as a seasoned Keeper, delighted with her new position. She normally played Seeker, had played Chaser for her first two years at Hogwarts, but thoroughly enjoyed being the Keeper. Now, she strode onto the field, Firebolt clutched in one hand, confident in her abilities. She nodded a greeting to Rosemarie but walked up to Phi. "Hello there, Captain! Congratulations on getting Prefect! Hey, you still want me to fill out that form, now that you've showed up?"

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Injuries/Illnesses: ------

Out of character: ------

Wearing

RowenaღMaximus

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[Pale Mist]

phinelia von ichval



fifth year - ravenclaw
captain - ravenclaw quidditch team
ravenclaw - female prefect
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“In the country of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.”
– Desiderius Erasmus
“The haft of the arrow had been feathered with one of the eagle’s own plumes. We often give our enemies the means of our own destruction.”
– Aesop
“There is only one good, knowledge, and one evil, ignorance.”
– Socrates
“If the brain were so simple we could understand it, we would be so simple we couldn’t.”
– Lyall Watson


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The approaching students smiled up at her they fuelled this odd presumption of healing regardless of her fears bubbling. One question focused towards her specifically rang in the air and in familiar musical tones of enthused voice. Pressing a smile to her full lips - one of the least forced of those few that had managed to pass since two months past - Phinelia turned to the underclassman and greeted the girl. A nod towards the other red head before answering, "Yes, why not, a formality." she informed the pretty Cathryn, hoping the gloss of her eyes was sufficient thanks for the acknowledgement of her Prefect's Badge. Vague thoughts wondering at the perfectly happy voice - one in which she could no hear any tell-tale pity or sympathy - truly was as genuine as it seemed. Whether there was no knowledge in the red-brandished head. Perhaps Phi could breath now, she dared think.

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[Dolphina Oceanus]

Cathryn Rose O'Malley

14 Years Old┽Fourth Year┽Ravenclaw┽Keeper┽ Taken by Chase Balford

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Nodding acknowledgement to Phi, Cat studied the older girl's face. She seemed happy at the moment, but underneath there seemed to be something saddening, something big and deep that wouldn't go away. Phi had been away, who knows where, for a long time, but Cat had just assumed that she had been taking a long time to recover from her violent fainting spell at the end of the previous year. Shrugging off the nagging curiosity, deciding it wasn't her business, Cat went to work writing down the requested information.

Cat

Name: Cathryn O'Malley
Year: Fourth Year
Desired Position: Seeker

The form filled out, Cathryn grabbed the paper and handed it to Phi. That completed, she turned to face the rest of the team, those who had played with her the year before. She smiled at them all. Besides Phi, Cathryn was one of the two oldest on the team, the other being Ethan King, Cat's former friend...

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Injuries/Illnesses: ------

Out of character: ------

Wearing

RowenaღMaximus

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[Nanashi Kage Enjeru]

Shina swung her Firebolt 2 off her shoulder, then stripped off her robe, letting it fall to the grass in a black and blue pile. Now clad just in her turtleneck leotard and leggings, Shina perched sidesaddle on her broom, hovering with one foot on a footpeg, the other booted toe scuffing the grass. Tilting her head back, Shina enjoyed the sun while she waited for the tryouts to start.

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Wearing

 

[Porcelaine Ivory]

Tristain's lips began to form a smile as they so often did when she spotted Phinelia's gleaming hair as it danced along her back while she approached the group of students trying out for the quidditch team. However, she quickly saw the storm that brewed in the girl's eyes, and her heart stuttered a few beats, her lips drooping back down into a grieving frown.

All that her brother had told her about Phi's harsh summer immediately flooded her thoughts, and Tristain had to put some effort into it this time as she forced her smile back onto her face to greet their captain. The task proved too heavy, however, and she turned her attention to the form they were asked to fill out.

NAME: Tristain Raines
YEAR: Third
DESIRED POSITION: Seeker


"Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined.
Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind."
- William Shakespeare