Quidditch Durmstrang vs. Ilvermorny-Beauxbatons - Summer 2024

Alaric watched as the players took their penalty lap, of course he wasn’t opposed to ‘cheating’ much but it always feels worse when it happens to you.

You always cheer on your team when they get something done, yet it’s always anger whenever the tables are turned. It’s that sort of hypocrisy that fuels the world. Alaric himself was no stranger to it as he happily fell head over heels for a halfblood.

ROUND 3

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Team Durmstrang Snitch Find/Catch DC: 27 (wisdom) / 25 (accuracy)
Team Ilvermorny-Beauxbatons Snitch Find/Catch DC: 29 (wisdom) / 27 (accuracy)
Average Wisdom of Team Durmstrang: 9 + 15 = 24 (Cheating DC for Team Ilvermorny-Beauxbatons)
Average Wisdom of Team Ilvermorny-Beauxbatons: 8 + 15: 23 (Cheating DC for Team Durmstrang)

Debuffs

It seemed the game was quickly coming to a close. Amina would do her job and cob Kaya, but be less successful at getting spotted yet again.

"Amina, come on! Another penalty lap!"

Reducio

These accuracy rolls all have -1 due to charmer.
Amina is cobbing Kaya.
CP (10): 8
Amina acc: 6 + 24 - 1 + 2 = 31
Kaya eva: 13 + 10 = 23
Kaya is cobbed!
Foulplay (4): 3
Cheating DC (23 + 2 from sixth sense = 25): 1 + 6 = 7
Amina is caught and must do a penalty lap next round.

Quaffle Grabs

Meanwhile, Margarethe had returned to quaffle grabbing, swooping in to easily score another 50 points for her team. Johannes and Alaric, as a team, scanned the skies, keeping a careful eye for any of their team that might've been knocked from their brooms.

Reducio

Greta is the only one going for the quaffle, and Ilver-Beaux's keeper is not blocking the goals. Johannes/Alaric are on save duty.

Rolls to score in case of crits:
Rolls: 14,3,10,17,4
No crits, Greta score 50 points for Durmstrang!

Seekers

Madhup would also be on a quest to distract Kaya, easily locking his and Kaya's broom handles together to cause a distraction, before quickly flying away to avoid being spotted. This would prove successful, despite the team's best efforts, as Nathan and Louca worked together to alley-oop Kaya, but unfortunately she wasn't able to grab the snitch. Valentin however, would prepare and spectacularly begin to dive with his hand outstretched for the snitch, managing to grab the golden object successfully.

Reducio

Madhup is blurting Kaya and using his broom ability to not be caught. Nathan/Louca is alley-ooping Kaya. Valentin is spiral diving.

These accuracy rolls all have -1 due to charmer.

Madhup is blurting Kaya:
CP (10): 10
Kaya is blurted!

Kaya's catch:
Acc: 4, 13, 17 + 10 - 1 - 2 = 11
Kaya does not catch the snitch!

Valentin's catch:
Acc: 13, 18 + 21 - 1 + 1 = 39
Valentin catches the snitch!

Beaters

Slava would keep up his accurate aim, aiming a bludger at Nathan and Louca. It would fell both of them, finally ending Louca's stream of sharing a broom. The bludger would then ricochet towards Kaya, who, focused on the snitch, wouldn't notice and it would also send her flying from her broom. A rogue bludger would make its way towards the opposing beater, Jane, but she would expertly evade it.

Reducio

Slava is bludgering Nathan/Louca, ricochet to Kaya. Jane is defending Kaya - did not post so action is not counted.

These accuracy rolls all have -1 due to charmer aside the rogue bludger.

Slava is bludgering Nathan/Louca:
CP (10): 2
Slava acc: 1 + 26 -1 = 26
Nathan/Louca eva: 7 + 8 = 15
Nathan/Louca are hit for 25*75=1875 dmg and KOB!
Broken broomshaft (4): 1

Ricochet to Kaya:
CP (10): 1
Slava acc: 4 + 26 - 1 = 29
Kaya eva: 7 + 10 - 2 = 15
Kaya is hit for 25*75=1875 dmg and KOB!
Broken broomshaft (4): 1

Rogue bludger towards Ilver-Beaux:
Tatsu chooses: Jane
Bludger acc: 12 + 5 = 17
Jane eva: 20 + 5 = 25
Jane evades!

Blatchers

As a last hope, both Jamie and Amber would try and fail to blatch Valentin, but nonetheless, it wouldn't change the outcome of the game. "Come on guys, that's a penalty lap," Pax called out.

"And that's the game! Congrats to Durmstrang on their victory, but well played from Ilver-Beaux!"

Reducio

Both Jamie and Amber are trying to blatch Valentin.

Initiative: Jamie (41), Amber (24)
These accuracy rolls all have -1 due to charmer.

Jamie is trying to blatch Valentin:
EM (10): 8
Jamie acc: 2 + 12 - 1 = 13
Valentin eva: 20, 9 + 24 = 33
Valentin evades! Jamie must complete a penalty lap next round.

Amber is also trying to blatch Valentin:
EM (10): 9
Amber acc: 19 + 11 - 1 = 29
Valentin eva: 16, 10 + 24 = 34
Valentin evades! Amber must complete a penalty lap next round.

Outcome

- Amina cobs Kaya successfully, but is caught and would do a penalty lap if there was another round.
- Greta score 50 points for Durmstrang.
- Madhup blurts Kaya successfully, but is not caught because of Varapidos ability.
- Kaya does not catch the snitch.
- Valentin does catch the snitch.
- Slava bludgers and hits Nathan/Louca and Kaya for 1875, which KOBs all three.
- Jane evades a rogue bludger.
- Both Jamie and Amber try to blatch Valentin, he evades both (they would take a penalty lap if there was another round).

Current Score
250 vs 0

Submitted Plays

Health and Post Tracker

Final Score:
Team Durmstrang: 250 pts, Ilvermorny-Beauxbatons: 0 pts

To be eligible for rewards, you must have posted in every round you can (maximum of one missed post) and be on the winning team. Please link to this post in the trunk updates if you are eligible for rewards and wish to claim your +1 stat point from this game. House points will be rewarded to those eligible on the winning team when both quidditch games for this season have ended.

Eligible for Rewards:

• @Astrea Soleil Neptune as Johannes Cyprian Ambrozy
• @Oonagh Brown as Semyon Viktorovich Reznikov
• @Ileen Knight as Amina Petrovic
• @Pericles Dralt as Madhup Hexum
• @Evelynn Decipio as Margarethe Fransson
• @Winnie Harper as Felix Kolbeck
• @Lucian Mornstern as Alaric Havertz
• @Ruby Cazares as Vyacheslav Aleksandrovich Preobrazhensky
• @Piérre Marchonné as Romeo Marchonné
• @Aida Mòrsgor-Ama Ellwood as Valentin Schnell
• @Anastasia Varney as Astrid Théa Olsenxxx

Ineligible for Rewards:

• N/a

english | russian

Joining Greta's roar and heading towards the middle of the pitch full speed, Amina saluted Romeo for cheering her and Mad on, now that they were back in the game.
Her blood was running so hot it was basically on fire!
Still in her fighting yell, she turned her head to exchange conformational looks with her chaser friends. That’s when she noticed Mad was lagging behind, showing off for some fans in the audience. Pulling a face at him, Amina shouted over her shoulder: “Hey Mad, if you miss the quaffle so much, maybe you should play quidditch and not flirt with the bloody audience!!” That would show him! Actually, she could relate with him and thus was merely teasing. She wanted to show off, too… But it wasn’t her time yet.

With a smirk on her face, she looked back to the front and saw the little valkyrie (alias Greta) go after the quaffle once more. Amina didn’t pay more attention to it - she was pretty certain Greta would do gloriously.
Instead her eyes were focused on the other’s team seeker, who apparently had spotted the snitch too. In any case, she made an effort to move in this direction.
In mid-air, the Durmstrang turned into a tight bend, ducked down closely to her broom and shot towards the girl like a bullet. Her heart was beating wildly in her chest, but in her head she was completely cool and calm. This was her job as a soldier for the team. If you poke them, dragons bite.
The redhead chaser caught up quickly, pulled alongside Kaya and then rammed her elbow into her side with full force. She wouldn't let anyone snatch the snitch from under the white seeker's nose. “Whoopsies”, she warbled, and simply kept on flying. For her, that was a sporting endeavor. Not for the ref, once again. Of course, her highly targeted attack had been hard to miss.
Still, she pulled a Mad and stopped, throwing one hand in the air in more halfhearted protest when she was sent on her penalty lap. “Come on, I had to do something, otherwise it would be boring!”
However, she was already off to her lap of honor when the poor opposing seeker was actually given the rest. First by her partner in crime, who also had a small clash with her as well, and then Slava sent her to the ground with another splendid attack.
Yay, go team! She was so proud of all of them.

Amina had missed Greta's next round of goals as she had been busy fouling. But she didn’t miss both seekers going for the snitch, Vayla going down in a spiral dive and trying to cut the game once more.
Having nothing better to do, she turned around on her broom, still on her way to her round. Her heart leapt into her throat. Had their disturbance of Kaya been enough? However, Valentin was so good, no one would steal his snitch, would they?
The seconds dragged on and it was as if the entire stadium was holding its breath. And then - then it was over! After such a short time!
Valentin held the snitch securely in his hands and the ref called out the result. Durmstrang had won!!!

Amina felt the full charge of adrenalin and joy crashing over her and she thrust her fist into the air. “Yes. YES! YEEEEEEEEES! BEST TEAM IN THE WORLD!”
Although she hadn't doubted it for a second, she was completely overwhelmed. She turned off in the middle of the path to her lap and did a lupin. Now it was time for her own stunt. As she reached the top of the loop, she pushed herself into a short handstand and then pulled herself back onto the broom as she shot back towards the ground. Still screaming and laughing with joy, she zipped towards her team, determined to strangle them all in a group hug.

Interacting | mostly everyone

Action: CHEERING
Stats: STA: 9 | EVA: 17 (+4 from broom) | STR: 8 | WIS: 6 | ARCP: 2 | ACC: 17 (+3 from Muggle Condition + 4 from Broom = +7 total)
Broom: Oakshaft 79 (+4 to both Accuracy and Evasion)
Taking all broom abilities used for chaser role
Abilities: Muggle Condition | Fearless | Foulplay | Lovely Creature (Allies: all Durmstrang Team Members, Enemies: Team Ilvermorny-Beauxbatons) | Evasive Maneuvers

Valentin took a deep breath before tipping the nose of his Oakshaft 79 into a classic spiral dive. He loved the speed of this maneuver in particular, as well as the zen-like state it tended to put him in. The rest of the world melted away as the dive required every sliver of his attention, and this was why the seeker’s eyes enlarged with shock as a beacon-like white dot caught his attention directly below, between the wings of the snitch. Like reading an omen, Valentin knew this was the moment. Extending his arm and leaning so far forward that it was only shared momentum that kept him tied to his broom, Val reached for the flicker of gold that marked the flighty heart of the snitch. Curling first his pinkie, then each subsequent finger down the ladder of his hand, Valentin sucked the golden snitch out of the sky into his grab. Pressing its metal body to his palm, Val felt the relative warmth of the snitch more acutely than the weather around him, reminding him that he was in London during the summer and, in fact, he should probably pull up.

The roar of the crowd accompanied Val’s barrel roll out and away from the ground. Holding his arm up for all the cameras and spectators to see evidence concluding the game, Valentin let loose a long and fierce roar in English:

“DURMSTRANG FOREVER!”

With the post-game debriefing and celebration already planned, Val’s team would get his individualized treatment soon enough. He had planned to salute the referee and even had some remarks in mind for the press, but with a severe anxiety gnawing at him fiercer with every passing second spent outside of the dive, Valentin decided to drop his usual formalities. Making a direct line towards one spectator in the stands, Hell-Chaser Val leapt from his broom in what could have been a dramatic crash if he were not so light and nimble an athlete. Catching his broom with one practiced hand as he opened both arms, Val threw himself into a hug around fellow Durmstrang student Nikolai Vol’ka.

Relief washed over Val’s face as he felt the shorter dragon-costumed boy still living and breathing in his arms.

“Oh Kol’ka, I got such a terrible feeling. I thought something bad was going to happen.” Looking over his shoulder to where Romeo and Piérre respectively sat in the stands, Valentin would not release his grip of Nikolai just as surely as the snitch remained firmly tucked inside his large left hand. Holding him tight against his chest, Val’s neck turned as he surveyed the state of his players. Not a single one had fallen, and only their brave Alaric sat on another teammate’s broom. The Ilvermorny-Beauxbatons team wasn’t looking so hot, though. Next to himself and Nikolai was Hans, and Valentin smiled back at him for coming to give moral support. Nodding, the captain knew that the younger Icarus would understand about "devouring the sun" without having to offer Hans a verbal remark. Turning back to Nikolai, Valentin began scanning him for injury and shot the Koldov boy beside them [Yasha] a suspicious glance. Still, his Vol'ka seemed to be in perfect condition and unharried enough. “So much fire in your heart, little dragonling. Your cheering made me so happy.” Running a hand through the other’s hair, Valentin sighed. Of course Kol’ka was alright, and everyone else, too. Everything was fine. More than fine. Durmstrang had won their hard-earned victory, totally decimating the opponent team. Pride warmed the captain’s heart, and he began to feel better.

“Kol’ka, look.” Releasing the boy, Valentin stood back a little and produced the golden snitch between the second and middle fingers of his open left hand, displaying his palm and its scimitar-like curve of a scar. “I’ve decided to start using my left hand for important grabs, in your honor. Your Beluga Noble can be put to happy use, as well, if you'd still welcome me and the team.”

As Val brought the snitch towards his own lips, the orb’s wings curled back around the seeker’s fingers. Placing a lingering kiss to its smooth surface, Valentin closed his eyes and breathed in its metallic scent. Somehow each snitch smelled different to him, probably a product of minute chemical reactions in the air. This one reminded him of the warmth of the sun, void of bloodlike iron notes and instead pure like uncut gold. Val pulled the snitch away and the orb lazily uncoiled its tiny wings, as if awaking from a little nap in a beam of light.

“I give this one to you.” It was the third snitch in his championship history to be given away, and yet the sentiment here was totally unique. Valentin reached to press the snitch held in his left hand into his blood brother’s right palm.

“…And I have something else for you as well, little dragon.”

Once he’d parted with the golden snitch, Valentin pulled a black velvet pouch out of his pocket. Across its exquisite fuzzy surface, tiny diamonds embellished a starry sky while a silver-dusted comet featured an amethyst core streaming across the top. Slipping into their shared obscure Tatar language, Valentin communicated a message for Nikolai’s ears only. “Follow your heart, Kol’ka. My power will be yours regardless of where your inner voice takes you, just like I promised… blood of my blood… You are my dearest treasure of all.”

Valentin slipped the pouch into the most secure-looking of Nikolai’s pockets, then turned to lower his broom.

“Would you come with me? It’s better to give in threes.”

If Nikolai agreed, Valentin would board the Oakshaft 79 and gesture for the boy to get on behind him.

“Please don’t let go of me.”

Then, when Nikolai was ready, Valentin would take off and shoot at maximum speed across the quidditch stadium. The insane acceleration of the master-class broom would be more intense than perhaps any broom Nikolai had experienced before. Only high-level fliers seemed to be able to use such a thing, and now Kol’ka would get to experience its thrill. Blazing fast like a shooting star, Valentin dove towards a grassy patch of ground, seeming like they would surely crash. Yet, Valentin leaned over, hand extended towards a white blip laying half-buried in blades of green sawgrass. Then, with an instantaneous swish, he tipped up the broom’s nose, only barely missing the earth before reclaiming proper elevation. “I call this one the skipping stone technique,” explained the captain. “I thought up the exercise after meeting you. I put objects along the ground to pick up at maximum speed in one straight path, making miniature dives each time. It trains not only broom control, but grabbing accuracy. Thanks to you, I’ll also pass it on to the future seekers of Durmstrang.”

Now levelling off at a substantial height, Valentin began to circle the perimeter of the stadium, giving Nikolai a tour of the different audience sections and the second-string player benches. Along a straight-shot, Val took the time to turn around and look at Nikolai with a smile. Extending a snowdrop flower to the boy, Nikolai would recognize it as the one Valentin had been wearing before it got taken away by a rogue wind. Despite the fall it took, the flower still held together through the damage.

“However far I go or how hard I fall, I’ll always return home for you. Burn forever, Kol’ka, and I will never be lost again.”

Basic Stats (ENCY HERE):
STA 8 - EVA 20 - STR 3 - WIS 20 [24] - ARC 1 - ACC 17

Stats after Broom (+ACC/+EVA) and Comprehend Languages x2:
STA 8 - EVA 24 - STR 3 - WIS 24 - ARC 1 - ACC 21

Broom: Oakshaft 79; All seeker abilities selected

Abilities:
Keen Eye / Charmer / Evasive Maneuvers / Fearless / Comprehend Languages: Parseltongue & Veela
Charmer targets: Everyone on the Ilvermorny-Beauxbatons team

Godmods between Val and Nikolai (@Matthew Campbell) are consensual across threads.

If needed, Val can respond further in the match’s spectator thread.

Durmstrang | Year 7 | Height: 5' 2"

Russian‏‏‎ | Swedish‏‏‎ | Norwegian‏‏‎ | English

With Mimi's accompanying roar, Greta zoomed back to centerfield, ready for the quaffle toss. And it seemed she was the only one to do so. Not expecting the toss to go uncontested, she had paused as soon as the ball fell into her grip, glancing around to gauge her competition--there was none. Brows rose as she took swift stock of the field, only then realizing just how devastated the other team really was. With all their resources directed towards supporting their seeker, they couldn't afford to confront her. That worked just fine. A devilish smirk slashed her features as she sped towards the goal hoops, easily feeding the quaffle into Cerberus' gaping center maw. And again. And again, all the while keenly aware of the announced updates of the game's progression.

On her fifth attack upon the hoops since the failed alley-oop, however, the resounding gasp from the audience pulled her attention. She turned to see White Lightning streaking towards the ground at a dizzyingly break-neck speed. Biting hard on her lower lip to stemi the enthusiastically growing grin, her attention wheeled back around to the opposing goal hoops. The wager she'd launched to her captain at the start of the match had mostly been in jest, but now that she was sitting at nine... The speed with which she snatched the quaffle from the air and rocketed across the pitch made her eyes water. Flat against her Oakshaft, it was all she could do just to hold onto the ball as air resistance tried it's best to pry it from her fingers. The howling of wind in her ears blocked out the announcements and so she could only hope that she would be on time.

DING.

The quaffle ricocheted off the inside edge of one of the rings, earning them another clean 10 points just before Niffy triumphantly raised his fist, gold glinting between his fingers. Whooping and hollering, Greta pumped a fist into the air and sped towards their captain--bumping shoulders with Madhup along the way--to wrap him in a tight hug. "YOU DID IT!" Grinning wide, she relinquished him quickly so others could get in their congratulations, not noticing their captain speeding off to the spectating stands as she turned her excitement upon the rest of her teammates. "DURMSTRANG FOREVER!" she echoed Valentin, handing out tight hugs and lip kisses indiscriminately to any who shared in her enthusiasm. (Teammates are free to assume they receive a hug/kiss/both).

Action: Celebrating

STA | 5‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‎ STR | 1‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‎ EVA | 20 (24)‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‎ WIS | 12‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‎ ARC | 12‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‎ ACC | 20 (24)

Perfectionist | Calming Presence [Allies: Durmstrang] | Lovely Creature
Spell Spread | Wandmaker [Thunderbird] | Fearless

Oakshaft 79: +4 Eva, +4 Acc, abilities in reducio

Reducio

In the role of Chaser, as a free action if the user of this broom is successful in the quafflegrab they can as a free action pass the Quaffle to another user in an attempt to score. There is a chance of the quaffle being intercepted, however due to the fact that the user is "so fast" with the quaffle this would be considered "surprising" and the attempt to score would be done at +3 accuracy by the player it was passed to in an attempt to score.
(Note: The attempt to score would be an automatic attempt by the user that catches the passed quaffle.)

In the role of Chaser, if you have a contested quaffle grab and a contested strength roll between yourself and another user is in progress, unless they have the same broom, you would be the victor of the contested quaffle grab. In addition, rounds where you are successfully carrying the quaffle in an attempt to score, you only take half-damage from bludgers and blatching attempts.

If the following isn't allowed, the third selection will just be the other Chaser ability.
In the role of Seeker, if an opponent attempts to Bludger or Blatch you, there is a 20% chance that you veer out of the way the last second and another enemy player at RANDOM is targeted instead.
(Note: The new target still gets their normal dodge attempt. This is not considered to be an auto-dodge, in fact this roll is done before any accuracy rolls are done.)

norwegian ❅ russian ❅ english ❅ swedish

august 3 quidditch durm uniform + [x][x][x]

@ Durmstrang team @Ilvermorny-Beauxbatons team

then i could help you outrun yourself - come run again

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Fifty more points scored by the Valkyrie and a Golden Snitch grabbed by the Niffler later, Durmstrang had won. Astrid had never seen her team loose since she joined it, and today was no exception. The girl started applauding and cheering. A huge smile one her face, she was literally jumping around, her blond hair bouncing around her face. 250 to 0. Seven out of eleven players down. She almost felt bad for the other team. Almost. As she saw the first string player starting to celebrate in the sky, she followed Val and Greta, shouting a loud "DURMSTRANG FOREVER!!!" What a nice way to start the day, it was not even noon yet.

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sta ● 11(14) | eva ● 9(12) | str ● 6(9) | wis ● 10(13) | arc ● 7(10) | acc ● 9(12)
fearless - obnoxiously strong - keen eye - charmer
charmer opponents ilvermorny-beauxbatons team
action benched
broom silver arrow (+3 on each stat)
post 1 - 2 - 3 - 4

Date: 03/08/24 WC: 329/50 Interacting with: Madhup Hexum@Pericles Dralt and any other Durmstrang that would like to interact

French English Thoughts

Jamie couldn't believe they had lost. The team she was playing for hadn't even been able to score a single point and it had Jamie thinking that if she had gotten into the game earlier then maybe they would have been able to score at least something. Flying back down to the ground she hoped that the Beauxbatons team would fare better in the game, because if they didn't Jamie would be severely disappointed. Maybe if she asked nicely, smiled her signature smile she could get one of the Durmstang team to give her some pointers, they seemed to be a great team and worked well together.

Although thinking back to the way one of their team had reacted to her well wishes she started to rethink that decision. She didn't care if they didn't like her, she could throw insults as good as the next person, but that meant that they might be more likely to say no.

But if you don't try you'll never succeed. So going up to the student she recognised who insulted the team she was playing for she smiled her smile, and decided against being overly nice as she had a feeling it wouldn't work too well on him.

"Well, I didn't see any blood so that sucks for you. But I will give you that the team was absolutely horrendous, they couldn't even score a single point which is kind of sad. Although it might just be a testament to your skills, who knows. Now I was wondering if you'd give me some pointers, as to be the best you need to learn from the best, and it's obvious that the Durmstrang team is the best here so far.

If not that's fine, I'll just learn by myself and beat you guys next year." Smiling at him with her signature ruthless smile she wondered what his answer would be, or if any of the other team would accept her request.

Feel free to interact if you're part of the Durmstrang team, also if you're not tbh.

ABILITES | STATS
Evasive manouvers | Charmer [active]
sta • 7 | eva • 8 | str • 9 | wis • 5 | arc • 1 | acc • 10

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	It was the final moments of the match and Madhup was, unsurprisingly, goofing off. He could have swooned right off his broom when the blue-eyed girl (@Dealla Prince) used her wand to trace a number 9 in the air- his number!- only to follow it with /10. His expression fell into a fake scowl, and the hand not clinging to his broom gestured questioningly, as if missing a single point was some great affront. Amina (@Ileen Knight) had hollered at him to stop flirting and go play the game, so once he'd swung himself up from the precarious midair pull-ups, his hands lifted defensively. "Have faith in me, Mimi. I can do both." Back from his lap, he scanned the skies, catlike grin fading into a focused frown. He spared a longing look for the enemy goals, though his attention snapped back to his fellow Chaser when she was called out for cobbing. Her target was the opposing Seeker. A Seeker flying an intentional course. Mad recognized the posture of pursuit, and he absolved to finish the job. The girl was wheeled around by two teammates. He knew a launch maneuver when he saw one, which meant she couldn't be all too far from the Snitch. Madhup swore under his breath and laid against his broom, top-grade Varápidos rocketing forward. Wind thrashed the Chaser's hair and stung his eyes. He traced the Seeker's trajectory and angled to intercept her, deciding a blatch wouldn't do this time: they were too close to endgame, he didn't want to risk wasting more time on penalty. Brutality was traded for agility. In the brief moment that they aligned, he twisted hard, locking the handles of their brooms and dragging her off course. The poor Seeker sailed directly into the path of Slava's (@Ruby Cazares) ricocheting bludger. Just as quickly as he appeared, Mad reeled away. His entire body braced, waiting to be called out, only to glance over his shoulder in time to see Valentin's fist close over something. A wild grin split his face. The crowd erupted, and he remembered to breathe, slouching back in the saddle with a groan. Another flawless, bloody, brilliant Durmstrang victory. Moving to join his team on the ground, Madhup's swagger did nothing to betray the way fading adrenaline weighed on him. He was sly eye and crooked smirk, all I had no doubt we'd win, arms open to the crowd as he soaked up their cheers like solar energy. When Greta (@Evelynn Decipio) bumped his shoulder on her charge by, he reached to wrap an arm over her shoulders, ruffling her hair with his palm and shouting over the roar "Two-hundred fifty to nothing! Greta the killer, Greta the Valkyrie!" He playfully shoved her into the waiting embrace of the team, simultaneously taking a few steps back while holding his broom aloft. He liked celebratory dogpiles as much as the next Durmstrang player, but this Varápidos was way too expensive to risk getting trampled. Instead he smiled from the sidelines, soaking up the sight, etching it into memory like precious gold. Gunmetal green eyes were squinting up at the stands when the opposing player (@Mylo Atkins) from earlier approached. Slinging his broom onto a shoulder, rather than going straight to gloating, Madhup offered a handshake. The pregame intimidation act was just that- an act. Start to finish was a game to him. "Well, I didn't see any blood so that sucks for you. "You are so sure?" he snickered. "I think our Beaters are polishing their bats with it right now." Yet despite being sad over their team's inability to score, they asked for pointers, even boldly declaring their intent to win next year. Confidence and sportsmanship was something Madhup could appreciate. Besides, she had admitted Durmstrang was the best. Who was he to turn away a new fan? The Chaser reached to clap her shoulder. "Your team did not have an advantage. They made two teams into one, and you do not share strategy." He pointed to the overenthusiastic gaggle bellowing Durmstrang Forever, expression softening some as he admired his comrades. "A good team, a good broom, and train. Train all that you can. If you cannot train, watch others." There was a sudden seriousness to him as Madhup half-advised, half-warned: "Do not be afraid to hurt, or to be hurt. Play with your whole heart. In Quidditch, sometimes it's wise to take risks." As much as he craved a chance to rake in points, the blatch bandit knew his worth as a mercenary. No matter the risk of penalty, he played whatever role benefited his team best, even if it meant being an absolute scoundrel.
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Reducio

Broom: Varápidos, Special Action: Enganação. This literally means "cheat" and is a basically the art of sleight of hand for Brazilian Quiddich players. All subsequent attempts to cheat have a 10% automatic "not noticed by the spectators" effect. (Stacks with Foulplay)

(Standard) STA: 9 | EVA: 15 | STR: 18 | WIS: 3 | ARC: 3 | ACC: 19
(Varápidos) STA: 12 | EVA: 18 | STR: 21 | WIS: 6 | ARC: 6 | ACC: 22

Foulplay: 25% chance that fouls will go unnoticed
Interception: Automatic chance to Intercept a passed quaffle
Fearless: Immunity to fear effects such as terrible presence
Calming Presence: Allies gain a 10% chance to auto-hit their chosen target
Muggle Condition: +3 accuracy roll on non-magical attacks and actions
Martial Artist: gains access to Punch, Grapple, Kick, and Chokehold

Beautiful matching team banners by Winnie/Felix and Aida/Val!

Date: 03/08/24 WC: 250/50 Interacting with: Madhup Hexum @Pericles Dralt

French English Thoughts

She was greeted with a handshake, not what she was expecting to be honest. Apparently the pre-game banter was just an act they put on, and a good one at that.

And Jamie was not disappointed by the answers she got from the Durmstrang player, he seemed more than happy to tell her how to get better and she soaked it all up, always eager to improve herself to become the best.

One of his tips was to not be afraid to do what's necessary to win, and she would take that to heart. Knowing that to win you sometimes had to be ruthless and not afraid to get in trouble, not that she had been before but hearing it from someone else made it sink in that more practice could make it easier to get away with. Which could be very very useful.

So taking another look at the broom her opponent had been using she made a mental note to save up, as it seemed to be a good one and if he was using it it must be good.

"Well, thanks for the advice. Next time we'll see each other I'll make sure you'll have a worthy opponent in me." She said, determined to give him a run for his money the next time they played against each other.

Walking out of the stadium she immediately started thinking about the best ways to get even better, not satisfied with the performance that had been put on today.

ABILITES | STATS
Evasive manouvers | Charmer
sta • 7 | eva • 8 | str • 9 | wis • 5 | arc • 1 | acc • 10