Gryffindor v Ravenclaw 1st Game Finished

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They might have scored but Dympha couldn't help but to feel bad about it. Eris was out of the game. She turned away when she fell, hoping that a team mate would save her but that didn't seem to be the case. The Hospital Wing would likely be crowded after the match but maybe she could squeeze in to visit her Gryffindor friend for a moment. There was a flurry of movement from the stands. Even their fellow Ravenclaws didn't seem too happy about the Gryffindor's injuries. While she did want to win, it wasn't everything.

Even with her competitive streak, she knew that others were more important than the game itself. Still, Dymphna felt a rush of adrenaline when she focused back on the game. The Seeker was out so Neculai had a better chance. Find the snitch soon, she urged him on. She wanted them to win the game before either team suffered more injuries. Her eyes drifted around the pitch, ready and waiting for what would happen next.

ACTION: Doing as strategized.

Adam jumped out of his seat as he watched Eris plummet to the ground, wincing at the impact. He knew Quidditch could be a dangerous game, but it was still scary to see that sort of thing happen to someone you knew. She was on the other team, though, and they were in the middle of a game. What could he really do to help? He'd have to take comfort in the (assumed) knowledge that Hogwarts wouldn't let anything fatal happen to its students in a match.

Suddenly, the game had gotten a lot more intense. Quite a few people were misplaced from their brooms, and others had just barely dodged a Bludger. Ravenclaw was still ahead, mostly thanks to Lavinia, but the Gryffindors were definitely intent on not going down without a fight. If it kept up this way, he might be subbing in sooner than he thought. Jorah had already taken a hit -- if it wasn't for Ruthie, he might be on the ground right next to Eris.

Cecily zoomed by him on her way to finish her penalty lap, and he tried to give her a thumbs-up, but a subtle one. He was pretty sure that move she'd just pulled had been against the rules, and he didn't want to get caught condoning that in front of the professors. There was still a large part of him that wanted to believe that Cecily couldn't have done that on purpose, too. It was so blatantly foul play.

Adam kept cheering for Ravenclaw, but his shouts were maybe a little softer this time around. His team had the lead, no matter how they'd gotten it. Maybe now they'd pull back a little bit and play it safe, so no one else would have to get hurt.

Doing as strategized

Action: Doing as strategized 

Cecily Quinn is taking her penalty lap. Bad girl.
Ruthie Greer is carrying a Jorah Moussa, and has opted out of Chaser actions.
Lavinia Cloven is attempting a Quaffle grab!
10+8=18.

Griseldis Edelhardt is taking her penalty lap. Bad girl.
Euphrasia Millie is taking her penalty lap. Bad girl.
Raine Sage carrying an Arlis Penrose, and is delivering her to her broom instead of performing Chaser actions.

Lavinia Cloven has obtained the Quaffle!

Lavinia Cloven is attempting to score on Hugh Lowe.
10+4=14.
Hugh Lowe is on lifeguard duty, and has abandoned the goal posts.

Lavinia Cloven scores!!!

Both Hugh Lowe and Dymphna Teague are on lifeguard duty, and have abandoned their goalposts.

Neculai Lazar is looking for the Snitch.
3+15+2=20. (DC is 18.
Neculai Lazar has spotted the Golden Snitch!!!

Lamik Fillestar is looking for the Snitch as well.
10+18=28(DC is 18)
Lamik Fillestar has also spotted the Golden Snitch!!!!!

Arlis Penrose has returned to her broom.

Emma Hill has used her Bludger Backbeat attack on Lamik Fillestar. Damage to be dealt: 650.
14+5+9=28 vs 3+13=16.
Emma's attack is super effective! Lamik is knocked from his broom.

Oh, but it isn't over. Ruthie Greer and Jorah Moussa have performed the Fusion Dance, and are sporting a Two Headed Dragon play. They have become.... Jorathie.
Jorathie has used an epic shite-load of math a Bludger Backbeat attack on Rainarlis. Damage to be dealt: 325.

8+5+12=25 vs 7(rounded up from 6.5)4=11.
The Bludger hits, and the battle of the fusions comes to an end. Raine has 375 remaining HP.

So many chasers were taking penalty laps that Olphie couldn't help but boo as one Ravenclaw and two Gryffindors flew across the field. How lame. If they were true Quidditch players, they wouldn't have gotten caught on the first place. Meanwhile, both Gryffindor and Ravenclaw had players sharing brooms, so Olphie continued her boos. What was this, amateur hour? If these kids were truly concerned about the crowd's entertainment, they'd just punch their teammates off and get on with the action.

Or at least, that's what she would do. But Olphie never was much about teamwork. She only wanted glory. It seemed that, much to her vexation, these children had morals or some crap like that. Lame.

Thankfully, her favorite player of this match, Lavlav, was the star of the show once more - she grabbed that Quaffle once more. "It's like that ball is glued to her fingers!" Olphie shrieked in delight. "Someone better check her to see that she hasn't used the Gripping Charm on herself!"

What happened next shocked her beyond belief, and the loudest, most ear-piercing shriek came from the commentator's stands as she yelped in surprise. Olphie didn't notice that the Ravenclaw Keeper had also abandoned her post; she was too focused on yet another showdown between Clayman and Lover. But...where was that boy? The Flying Professor was lucky she was a woman of authority, as she blurted without thinking: "What are you doing, you idiot! Get back! GUARD THOSE GOALS! You're going to let her -"

Score. "Goal!" This was getting embarrassing; Olphie considered offering her expertise to the Keeper, or honestly, all of the team. But at least she didn't say that; Olphie would never be so rude. "That makes it another 10 points for Ravencl - oh."

Olphie observed a glint of recognition as both Ladsar and Finestar seemed to have spotted the snitch; however, the Ravenclaw captain smashed Filecabinet's hopes - literally - as she launched a bludger his way. The boy fell downwards, continuing the trend of this Quidditch match resembling a war zone. The Hospital Wing would certainly be filled with bodies; Olphie would have to sign quite a few "Get Well" cards. 

Now she understood. "Apologies, Huge Dowry - you seem to be a smart lad, after all; third time's the charm for a good decision! Glad you and Mr. Fiststar are enjoying some bonding on your broom. Now get to action and save the game for you ferocious lions!"

Olphie couldn't help it; that impressive move made her hop out of her seat and do a little dance.  She whooped and hollered so ridiculously long and excitedly that even the disappointing result of Journie couldn't bring her down. All she had to say about the failed Two Headed Dragon was, "And a nice attempt from Giraffie! I ship it!"

Hopefully, the game would pick up again soon. Hug had made this round not a complete bore, but Olphie was looking for a bit more blood.

While Griseldis was doing her one-lap penalty, she knew a lot happened but she only wanted to finish her penalty as soon as possible. She could hear how the audience changed from cheering, booing to gasps of astonishment. Once she finished her penalty, she quickly turned around and saw the results.

The Ravenclaw team seemed they were winning at this point, but what truly mattered to Griseldis, was that her teammates are well and safe. Although Raine got hit by the Beater she knocked off from the last round, she was still able to help Arlis back on her broom, Hugh, their Keeper was able to save their seeker Lamik from the Ravenclaw captain's ruthless attack. She got to admit, Emma Hills was a terrifying Beater. Then Griseldis looked up at Lavinia Cloven, the Ravenclaw Chaser who scored three times for her team with such ease. The hands gripped tightly on her Shooting Star, staring at her strong opponent with a determined look on her face. It was time for her to shine as a Chaser!

I know there will be a chance that I might fail or succeed, but I shall never give up!

She needed to believe in herself...and her Gryffindor teammates!

Jorah's voice only egged her on to fly further and faster than she had done before. Squinting, she was trying to locate the boy's broom when she noticed a bludger near by. Normally, she would avoided that pesky black ball as well as she could, but there was a new variable on the table: Jorah, a beater, sat behind her with a hand on her waist. It was lucky she had saved her best friend; it might have been awkward otherwise, but she would have done it anyway. After all, the team was family. As they rounded the corner, she saw Jorah saw Jorah tighten his grip on his bat. And that's when she did the daring thing and flew towards the bludger, ducking slightly as she did so. When she heard the unmistakable crack, she raised her head to watch Jorah's well-aimed bludger hit the other duo, Arlis and Raine. It wasn't enough to take them down, but damage was done. Still, she'd indulged in his fantasy long enough; it was time to return him to his broom or, at the very least, get on with the game.

Action: doing as strategized.