Skyfall pv Closed

"OWOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" Colin charged into the quidditch training pitch in unusually high spirits! Creaothceann! Why hadn't anyone thought of this brilliant idea before? He'd played it as a young kid at home and of course the older lads did as well. Until they started getting into that boring English game, quidditch! But creaothceann was pretty nearly tops of all wizarding sports! It combined features of broom racing, duelling and quidditch into a fun game where you tried to catch rocks or balls or anything lying about with a cauldron on your head! It was even a little like huggleba, a local game, which also involved whacking the rocks and balls with yer hurling stick! The only difference was in huggleba, you had to balance on your broom whilst playing!

Once Colin got to the pitch, he found Cass and Prat already there. "Oi laddies! This is gonna be grand! Brilliant idea, you two, a wee game of creaothceann! We play a game like this at home. Brutal. Not like quidditch which is for sissies!" Colin loped over towards his fellow Slytherins. "Coo, nice rocks!" Colin reached into his enchanted satchel and pulled out a long stick. It's handle was wrapped with leather of some kind and the business end was flat, slightly turned and looked sort of like a paddle.

Picking up a rock from the now dwindled pile, he tossed it in the air and caught it on the end of the stick. He bounced it on the end a few times while darting about. "UWOO! Lúthmhar!" He laughed merrily and from a short distance away, gave the stone a smart whack with the paddle! It soared through the air and landed with a clack and a rattle in the sack full of stones Cass was collecting.

"Right!" called Colin as he trotted back to the others. "So, when do we start?" He began pulling bits of kit out of his satchel. His helmet, with a cauldron firmly attached. Gloves. A few bits of leather padding. And of course the all important Lads Best Protective --- because Colin had learned his lesson after being whacked by his broom in almost every race he'd been in! "Or is it just us three?"

Colin set about helping with the remaining rocks, waiting for anyone else who might show up.

Stats: Stamina: 7 | Evasion: 6 | Strength: 4 | Wisdom: 11 | Arcane Power: 7 | Accuracy: 12

Wand: Naur an Edraith — Fire to Save — 10 inches (25.5 cm) hawthorn wood and unicorn hair

Broom: Vailerama — Gale Wing — Silver Arrow, +3 to all stats

Hurling Stick: Lúthmhar — Lithesome — ash wood, 36 inches

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Thoughts : Italic
Color : #031b7c

☆ Interacting :

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@Prat Pass, @Cass Ito, @Alyssea Brown, @Aleksandra FairBairn, @Astra Norrick,@Avery Chen, @Damion White, @Elena Clark, @Ernest Baird, @Hades Schweighöfer, @Ronan Ward, @Aston Beckett, @Elisa Shakestra, @Colin McCoire

☆ Date : Reducio September, 2024

☆ Outfit : Reducio

The moon was shyly appearing in the starry sky when Elena stepped out of her dorm. She took a moment to admire the various shades of blue displaying in front of her before turning around and rushing down the stairs. Tonight was the night. A few time ago, her friend Cass had invited her to a special - and not very legal - event, a remix of the infamous Creaothceann. She immediately loved the idea. They have a bad influence on me. A year ago, she would have refused straight ahead anything that wasn't in the school rules. But following the rules is boring, sometimes.

However, her newfound boldness hadn't completely taken over, and a familiar sense of anxiety still gripped her stomach. Shutting her thoughts down, she took one last look at her equipment. She had just thrown a dark blue hoodie over her usual comfy outfit - a pair of jeans and a white t shirt - and braided her hair. Blonde locks were surronding her face, her braid was a little messy but would do the job. Last but not least, she turned to grab her brand new broom.

She still couldn't believe it. While inviting her to their game, Cass, knowing she didn't have a broom, offered her a Comet 180. A large grin split her face as she remembered the moment. They are too nice. I really need to find a way of thanking them properly. Words weren't enough for the gratitude she felt towards her friend. Almost hopping down the stairs, she quickly remember to be quiet. Using her sixth sense, she quietly went down to the Quidditch pit, ears out for any unusual noise.

Arriving on the field, she quickly spotted them. A huge smile on her face, she ran to them, stopping last minute before colliding. "Cass !" she exclamed, waving at them. A bit too excited, maybe. She calmed herself, taking a short breath and smiling. "Hey. Nice to see you." Turning around, she noticed a familiar brown haired boy, his eyes circled by glasses. "Prat," she nodded. "Hey again." They had met during summer camp, and interacted another time near the great lake. Shrugging, she turned towards the other persons.

Two platinum haired and a brunette were standing around the field. Waving at them, Elena smiled. "Hello !" She said while looking at each of them. "My name is Elena, nice to meet you." The boy was very tall, and seemed excited for the upcomming game. The brunette seemed nice, but a somewhat reserved. She wasn't standing near the others, and had a huge bag, which made Elena wonder about her role. The last girl seemed intimidating, but the dino hoodie she was wearing slighlty broke that image. Her eyes look like mine. Elena nodded at all of them, slighlty tugging on her silver locket, before walking closer to the pile of rocks, examining it. This is going to be fun.

♡ Stats : Stamina 6 / Evasion 7 / Strength 4 / Wisdom 6 / ArcPower 6 / Accuracy 6
♡ Ability : Sixth Sense

R ONANxxWARD
xxxGRYFFINDOR FIRST YEAR QUIDDITCH TRAINING PITCH

Skyfall Start of September

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Ronan knew he'd break curfew eventually, but not in his first month at Hogwarts. Sneaking out of the Gryffindor Common room successfully was pure luck, but it wasn't easy. As he stepped out of the Gryffindor Tower, The Fat Lady surprised him with a comment, "Waking me up at this hour, from my beauty sleep, typical first years." Navigating the numerous marble staircases had become a challenge, as it typically took him fifteen minutes to descend from the Gryffindor Tower to the Great Hall. Ronan had to stealthily navigate the marble staircases tonight, avoiding detection by a Perfect as he was making his way down. A mild wind swept over him as he made it outside, causing his cheeks to turn slightly red from the heat he had just experienced inside the castle. Still uncertain about his decision, Ronan proceeded from the castle to the Quidditch pitch, possibly engaging in a game known as Creaothceann. He'd barely even learned how to ride a broom; maybe it would be an opportunity to get better, Ronan thought for himself. A short while later, he'd made it inside the Quidditch Pitch, a bit surprised that he'd not tripped over anything in the dark; to his luck, the moon shined brightly tonight. The first person he saw was Prat, whom Ronan had heard held this event after curfew in the hallways. Ronan's expression shifted slightly, becoming more serious and competitive as if the lion within him was causing adrenaline to surge through his body. Who he spotted next didn't make this expression different; it was Cass. The Slytherin student he encountered at Platform 9/3 was the one he'd unintentionally treated cruelly, simply due to Ronan's lack of reflection. It might've been better if Ronan had met someone else on the platform, but then again, it probably wouldn't have changed much. Ronan was wearing his Gryffindor uniform and a hand-knit sweater underneath, which his mom had made for him last Christmas. Wearing black pants and poorly tied black Converse, Ronan included a few jelly beans in his uniform as a precautionary measure in case he became hungry during the event. Ronan attempted to project a calm demeanor towards his peers, even though he was anything but calm. Ronan glanced at the other students, most of whom he had seen in the hallways or Great Hall, but he was still unfamiliar with their names. "Evening everyone," he finally said, after standing there for a few moments, looking at what the other students were doing. He gestured around the pitch, attempting to project an image of friendliness and extroversion. Ronan, still uncertain about his commitment, allowed his gaze to roam the pitch, observing the strategically placed rocks on the field.

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Stamina 5♞Evasion 6♞Strength 5♞Wisdom 6♞Arcane Power 6♞Accuracy 7

Coming to the training pitch at night was a familiar feeling. Silver Arrow notched over his shoulder and cauldron dangling in his other hand, Avery enjoyed the cool, refreshing breeze as he strode across the field easily. Flying at night had been one of his favorite pastimes, and when there was company, they never failed to disappoint.

He was initially surprised that Shakestra -- out of all people -- would think to bring up a game that included flying. To be sure, he had underestimated the spunk in that kiddo - gosh, was she a second year now? As a firstie, she had clutched onto her broomshaft like a cat digging its claws for dear life, trying not to fall into the bathtub. Now, she was challenging him to join a flying game? And teaming up to win together? He had to admire her guts. Additionally, he had laughed heartily and accepted the challenge, genuinely eager to see how much their new second-string beater had improved her flying skills. As much as he didn't want to admit it, he was proud of the girl for conquering so much of her fear, and for being good enough to make the quidditch team by the end of the year. Perhaps it was vanity, but Avery attributed just the slightest bit of credit to himself.

"Eyyy, Colin!" he called out to his mate, raising a hand for a high-five. Of course Colin was here, he was everywhere. Everybody knew the guy, and Avery himself couldn't help appreciating his positive energy. Plus, he had to experience the broom racer's skills in action himself. "Whoa, are you trying to become a beater today?" he asked, raising his brows at the... bat? that Colin was holding. "I thought you were a loyal broom racer!" he laughed good-naturedly.

And oh look, there she was already: eager Elisa Shakestra (his eyes would actually land on her doppleganger, @Aleksandra FairBairn). He would saunter up to the girl and lazily move to rest his elbow on her shoulder, unaware that he was weirdly doing this to a stranger. "You ready to go down in that dino hoodie?" he asked her, cracking a lop-sided, challenging but teasing grin, and inwardly giving props to her new, fun fashion sense. His comment was meant to be funny, because he had agreed to team up with Shakestra, not knock her off her broom (this time). He wasn't quite sure if she even trusted him, though, but internally he knew he wasn't going to harm Shakestra once he gave her his word. Heck, he might even help her.

While waiting for Shakestra (Aleksandra) to respond to him, his dark brown eyes scanned the rest of the crowd. He had heard that 'Cass Ito' and 'Prat Pass' were the ones hosting the event. His gaze landed on a girl arranging rocks and boy with glasses, who was also a dueling captain. Next, he spotted Alyssea Brown, Hufflepuff quidditch player, though she seemed to be carrying a bag of supplies and said she'd be healing people. Actually so nice of her to be healing and not blatching him today!, he thought with a chuckle of relief. Then, there was a young girl who introduced herself as Elena, fingers brushing her locket with just a touch of nerves. He hoped she'd be okay and not too traumatized when the game went on. Lastly, there was a boy in a Gryffindor uniform, greeting everyone in a friendly manner. Avery would raise his chin back in greeting.

"Hi everyone, I'm Avery Chen," he would say with a bright smile. "Get ready to get wrecked," he added, for dramatic effect. Maybe scare the firsties a little, keep everyone on their toes for a night of good fun. He meant 'wrecked' by the rocks, not by him, but people were free to interpret otherwise. Not that he was actually going to go for them (at least not now? this minute? today?), but who knew, in the heat of a sweaty battle.

Actions: As strategized.
Broom: Silver Arrow
Stats: Stamina: 15 (+3) | Evasion: 15 (+3) | Strength: 6 (+3) | Wisdom: 7 (+3) | ArcPower: 4 (+3) | Accuracy: 10 (+3)
Abilities: Blindvision, Muggle Condition, Savior, Evasive Maneuvers
Interacting with: @Prat Pass, @Alyssea Brown, Aleksandra FairBairn, @Astra Norrick, @Damion White, @Elena Clark, @Ernest Baird, @Hades Schweighöfer, @Ronan Ward, @Aston Beckett, @Elisa Shakestra, @Colin McCoire

It was weird to be at the Quiddich Training Pitch at this time, Prat and Cass came up with some idea about playing a wizarding game Aston has never heard of, Creaothceann or something equally complicated. He was holding his new Comet 180 that Prat brought him, he got it from him for the game and Aston really couldn't be more grateful. It's his very own broom! For someone that loves quidditch as much as Aston it really was an amazing gift. Definitely worth the risk of coming to this game, it does sound fun, he just hopes he doesn't get hurt too badly.

Out of everything Aston has done at Hogwarts this was by far the most exciting. He was never much of a rule breaker, Prat and Cass are definitely affecting me. He walked over to the two of them and Elena who is already there talking to them. "Hi guys! Can't wait to get started, I still have no idea how you and Cass managed to get this planned. by the way Prat, thanks so much for the broom. It's great!" How did I manage to befriend all these rich people? Anyways. "So how are we going to do this? I never heard about this game back in America."

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Astra stuffed her hands into the pockets of her hoodie, featuring a green dinosaur adorning the front, the article seeming all too cheerful for a girl so somber, but while Astra's overall demeanor had changed her sense of style certainly hadn't. She had been approached by Aleks to do A Thing yet again, but this time it was a less vague and more fun-sounding Thing than "Will you go to summer camp with me?" so Astra was more willing to agree. With Albany on her back, secured by a cross body strap she'd attached to him might like a guitar, she was ready for the broom game that Aleks was taking her to. It had rocks, apparently, hence the dinosaur wear both she and Aleks were sporting. The red haired snakelet just so happened to possess two dinosaur hoodies, the second pawned off to her by Nico since dinosaurs weren't really his thing and she liked them the most of anyone he knew. Good thing she had forgotten its presence in her backpack, also hanging off one shoulder, else Aleks would have to go without.

Dark eyes swept the crowd at the practice pitch as people filled in. She waved to Colin when she saw him, then to Alyssea, her cousin receiving a broad smile so rare these days. Then there was Avery, who hosted that hotpot event where a cabbage tried to chomp her. That was fun.

Now he was messing with Aleks, which was a little funny since Aleks really hated to be messed with. Astra chuckled, continuing her sweep after giving a brief wave of greeting to Avery. There were so many people she'd not seen, not even once she didn't think. Sure, most were her housemates given her mild recognition of them, but there were at least three faces she couldn't put names to.

The game was simple enough. She'd heard of it before, from somewhere. Maybe her cousins. Who knew what she heard from them anyway. She tapped Aleks on the shoulder, saying "I'll join you in the air shortly," before jogging over to Alyssea, her ponytail swinging slightly.

"Heya," she greeted. Alyssea didn't look like she'd be flying today, not all ready like everyone else, sort of standing to the side. "Spectating? Or ground support." The latter seemed the more realistic option. "Could I maybe leave my backpack with you till I win this or get knocked out?"