Quaffle And (Dis)order: A Friendly Skirmish

Why was he at the London Quidditch Stadium to participate in a friendly match? That was indeed a good question. In different circumstances, with all honesty, he would have refused the invitation, a friendly match didn't sound that exciting. Specially when sounds quite hypocritical, since when does a quidditch match is able to be and feel friendly? You're literally aiming to hit your opponents with heavy iron balls, and it's a rare day when someone does not attempt to try to push others from their brooms. That was exciting, being expected to go fiercely after the quaffle, have no mercy with your bat, play how you need to play to win the game! What was he expected to do in a friendly challenge? Smile and wave while catching the snitch? "Huff" He huffed, as the thought crossed his mind while he walked to his place on the bench.

And that was another thing that irritated him "a little", since when was his place sitting on the bench? That was ridiculous! Was he supposed to enjoy the game staying just watching his cousin flying and playing like she was a bloody star and he was a mere substitute? Bullshit!

So one could say, he was not in a fair good mood when he walked towards his seat, carrying his Silver Arrow over his shoulder. He stood a moment just to listen his classmate, Kiyoshi Sato. Katsuro had to admit, he appreciated his boldness to be a referee and basically organise the whole event, that was the kind of people he knew was worth to keep close. But as he heard him speak, his admiration almost slipped away... such a big softy he was showing to be. If he hadn't been training with him and the rest of the broom racing team he would have almost believe him.

When was the right time, Katsuro finally sat beside his benched teammates, leaning his broom on the bench next to him and resting his elbows on his knees. He heard Jamie and Kanae wish good luck to all and he just raised an eyebrow at that, so much sympathy was annoying when he was in such a gloomy spirits, "Good luck being friendly..." he sarcastically muttered in Japanese to no one in particular.

Oonagh had not expected this invite, well part of her had because she did have the skill obviously, but she had not expected anyone to dare reach out to her what with her reputation being to cause and get into trouble more than any other prefect. Well if one could even call her that. The badge spent most of the time being tossed aside in her room if she did not actively need it to get away with trouble she was causing.

Well now however she was on her way to a game against a school called moha-something, or whatever, she did not fully care in the least, as long as they beat them. So equipped with her firebolt and a wooden bat, she arrived at their meet up area and greeted some of the Hogwarts students. She was going to be captaining this game but was made to sit on the bench just because she was younger than the others, which made her glare daggers at the people who got to fly up into the air already.

"Go crush them!" she shouted at her team, before tossing her stuff next to her and dropping onto the bench with a half-sour expression, bringing her arms to her chest and crossing them as her gaze searched the air for a sign of the game starting. When she spotted Percival in the air, causing her expression to darken further.

Avis felt sick. Butterflies and the two Cornish pasties she'd had for breakfast were in an intense head-to-head boxing match inside her stomach and it seemed that whatever the outcome, vomit would take the overall title. She grimaced as she stepped into the massive stadium, borrowed Moontrimmer in hand. Most everyone had already arrived and were settling in. She suddenly wished for an invisibility cloak but immediately cursed herself for being uncharacteristically timid.

Avis shouldn't have been this nervous really. Her first year on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team had seen her improve greatly in practice and she felt decently confident going into next season. But this was the first time she would be playing in actual match, despite it being unofficial, not to mention the fact that some of her Ravenclaw teammates would witness the whole thing. She desperately hoped she'd live up to their expectations, especially the older kids.

The young girl acknowledged the three she recognized from her team with a friendly nod and strode onto the field, shoulders back in deceiving confidence. Right, no pressure. Friendly match. But don't mess it up.

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This was a test, an attempt to see if she still had what it takes to be on the pitch, to keep up with the rest of the team. Days of absence in some practice had her fearing of her own skills being inadequate and of course, she has no one to blame but herself and her cowardice. Too afraid to face them, too afraid to be with them. Now, she was trying to move forward and to finally fight her own fears in order to play among them once more. What better ways to do that than join in on a Quidditch practice game?

She wasn’t playing as their Seeker, however. No, she’ll save the seeking for the real thing. Right now, she was on Chaser duty. Miharu wasn’t against it, better than sitting on the bench, especially when her cousin decided to join in. She’d rather try for a different position than be near that intolerable person. Seriously, he was bent on making her life miserable for reasons that she doesn’t know. She wanted peace but he wanted chaos. Such is the life of those with rivalries going on in the background. A little competition wouldn’t hurt, yes, but she never wanted to be a part of that yet it was forced upon her for being the daughter of the current patriarch of the family. She hated it but what could she do about it but to follow what they desire?

Merely existing was a crime for Katsuro. Even from the stands, she could feel his annoyance. It was the fact that she was playing and he was not that probably irks him and she was sure she wouldn't hear the end of it if they ever interact. That would also mean she can’t fail while he was watching or that’s all he’ll ever talk about. Lovely first game, she was already feeling the pressure. Miharu sighed while making her way to the pitch, her trusty Firebolt in hand. Perhaps joining was a bad idea. Maybe she should’ve just stayed in their tent, sit in a quiet corner while reading a book and sipping tea.

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STATS AND ABILITIES STA: 10 | EVA: 11 | STR: 0 | WIS: 15 | ARC: 0 | ACC: 15 Evasive Maneuver I | Evasive Maneuvers II | Keen Eye STATS With Broom | Firebolt | +4 to one stat STA: 10 | EVA: 11 15 | STR: 0 | WIS: 15 | ARC: 0 | ACC: 15 BROOM ABILITIES Reducio 1/ In the role of Chaser when you attempt to catch a passed Quaffle (such as when the Keeper has possession of the Quaffle and passes it to a teammate) you have advantage (meaning that it is rolled twice and you keep the better option) on attempts to catch if the opponent team attempts to intercept. 2/ 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.

Action Screaming, rolling

Percival looked up towards the sky with a deep frown stretched across his face. It was a bit of a surprise when he had been asked to participate in this unofficial game. Though, it was a welcomed surprise. Especially as he drew closer to graduating. He wanted to spend as much time as possible playing as he could.

The boy looked around the field to find that he was definitely one of the last to arrive, but that was not something very new to him or those who knew him. He had always had a knack for arriving 'fashionably' late even despite his best efforts. Not that his Uncle approved of his tardiness. No. Definitely not.

With a small sigh the boy held onto the handle of his bat a little tighter before making his way onto the field. It was strange how much this sport had become a lifeline for him throughout his time at Hogwarts. A way to release the pent up aggression that made his skin crawl. It felt good and what better way to start a day, then to watch people fall? A grin bloomed across his face as he swung the bat up to rest against his shoulder. The boy would walk jovially up to the edge of the pitch. Mounting his broom. His brows narrowing in concentration before he pushed off from the ground.

| Stamina 10 | Evasion 16 [+4] 20 | Strength 14 | Wisdom 10 | Arcane Power 8 | Accuracy 16 [+4] 20|
Broom: Oakshaft

Foulplay | Lovely Creature | Beast Master | Rebound | Nonverbal | Broken Broomshaft |Fearless

Reducio

1. In the role of Beater, if you hit an opponent with a bludger the bludger will then ricochet off that user and target a second opponent of choice (must be declared, if not declared the target will be random and can be an ally but not yourself).

2. In the role of Beater, if an ALLY dodges a bludger during the round, there is a 20% chance that you catch that bludger with your bat and you send it at a RANDOM enemy target.

3. In the role of Beater, if you critically hit with a bludger, instead of doing double-damage you do 2.5x damage. If you critically fail with your bludger attempt to hit, rather than having your bludger randomly target another user (including yourself or an ally) the bludger cannot target you on a critical fail (but it can still target your allies). On a re-target, there is a random roll for target and then a fresh accuracy roll.

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SUMMER CAMP '25 The London Quidditch Stadium. Tone had been there before multiple times. It was good to be back again. This time, a practice quidditch match was being held now between the schools of Mahoutokoro and Hogwarts. It was meant as a friendly skirmish and would probably allow both sides to test their skills a bit against eachother. Perhaps weaknesses could be realized and fixed before the official match was to take place this summer. Regardless, Tone couldn't help but look forward to this. Getting practice in was so important.

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After having arrived at the location, Tone recognized a familiar face. One that greatly resembled his own. A smile came to his lips as he raised a hand into the air and waved it at @Aodhan Shaw. "DG!" He exclaimed, using the nickname he'd come up with for him. DG stood for doppleganger. The blond didn't see his fellow beater and good friend @Sara Kohana yet, nor did he spot @Ginyami Midorimori. @Maria Leung also wasn't there. But Tone DID spot @Miharu Goto, who seemed to be a little off at the moment. He let his eyes linger on her for a moment and then smiled at her, trying to cheer her up a little. "Fighting!"

Tone called out to her, trying to meet her eyes. After everyone had gathered together, @Kiyoshi Sato spoke of releasing the Quaffle to begin the match and Tone got onto his Firebolt, readying himself.

Despite not liking the sport itself that much, Sara had always found it difficult to say no or decline it whenever it was offered. He was part of the team after all, and one of the oldest players still on the team. Even if the playing part made him nervous. Besides, they were up against another school soon during summer. It was quite common to have these mock games. Mahoukotoro was a school where performance was especially praised for, afterall. And while Sara didn’t contribute much with his grades, he maybe.. Possibly could with what he knew of quidditch and how to play it.

Still, Sara liked to think they were .. possibly in a better place than all those months ago. So with all the courage he had, ignoring the gut wrenching feeling in his stomach, he hesitantly walked nearer to Yami. His stare to the ground, his voice its usually gruffness that softened so much he almost muttered. “ U-um.. good ..luck. Stay safe” he simply said, returning his focus to the game. Following the others into the sky with his broom and taking position next to Tone. “ Hi ..” Sara greeted his friend, offering a faint smile. “ All the best. Lets .. see the end together.. the best we can. ”

He was a little worried, last time they had a game Tone was taken out too quickly. Sara really hoped he stayed in the game but he didn’t know how to best say that exactly. They were beaters afterall. Their roles were always involved a lot more.. Messiness compared to the other team. It was common to get injured in a game, and it was their jobs to take out more people first before they were next. But it still ached Sara’s chest whenever he had to do it. Still, he hopes at least he wouldnt be alone this time around.

Abilities

|| Terrible Presence || Lovely Creature || Fearless || Evasive Maneuvers I || Rebound | || Evasive Maneuvers II


Stats + Broom : Oakshaft

Stamina: 5 || Evasion: 19 || Strength: 15 ^{+ 4} 19|| Wisdom: 3 || Arcane Power: 10 || Accuracy: 18 ^{+ 4} 22

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Bea had to think long and hard if she had ever played a game of quidditch. Certaintly not officially. She'd signed up for the Ravenclaw Quidditch team last year, but hadn't recieved any word. This, of course, was before she'd quietly disappeared in a flurry of family drama. So much had been on her plate that she'd ignored everything else. But now, since returning she was ready to integrate herself back into her extra-curriculars. She'd joined the other broom sport, Broom Racing, and had even been made captain. Not for her skill, but for her enthusiasm (have to have some reason a BR newbie would be captain). Bea was just delighted to be doing sport again, especially with Dee and Peri, her old dueling teammates. Looking around the pitch as she arrived, her Silver Arrow in hand, she tried to make out the Mahou team and failed. If she did recognise anyone, it had to be from a meeting years ago. The Hogwarts team wasn't much better. It was a mixed bunch from all houses. The only ones she recognised were her Broom Racing captain Aston, and Aly. Aly not so much from meeting in person, but by name. She was on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team, and a friend of Dee's. Honestly someone Bea looked up to. Just like Dee. Mounting her broom, she nodded to her fellow players, getting herself into position. Hopefully, she'd be able to spot the snitch and crush these Japanese kids into the dirt.

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Sta 10 13 | Eva 10 13 | Str 4 7 | Wis 17 20 | Arc 8 11 | Acc 10 13
Silver Arrow = +3 to every stat
Sixth Sense | Perfectionist | Spell Spread | Impartial | Nonverbal Magic

Akihiko arrived to the pitch, a bit on the later side but that was all because he had been a bit too concerned about a particular strand of hair that refused to stay down. It wasn’t a cowlick he knew of, and the strand seemed to stick straight out of his head like an antenna. After an absurd amount of hair gel and other magical concoctions, the strand had finally slicked down with the rest of his hair, although the result had been his lateness to the match.

He carried his broom, a sturdy Tinderblast he had been using for past year. His attempts at convincing his parents to buy him a new one always seemed to fail, which is why he still carried the same broom two years later. He lifted his free hand to his hair, rubbing the gel-laden spot nervously as he stood near the rest of his team.

Despite the majority of them actually playing Quidditch with him, and training with him relentlessly, he wasn’t very close to most of them. He wasn’t sure whether to approach Kanae Suzuki or not, as the last time they had been together she had seen quiet and withdrawn in his presence.

Akihiko bounced on his toes a bit, trying to shake off the pregame nerves. Today he would be playing first string, which meant there was no room for error. His moves would need to be well executed and more contributive than ever.

He nodded his head at the other team, a quiet way of saying good luck as he conjured a cocky grin to his face.

Akihiko Takahashi Stats
Stats: Stamina: 10 | Evasion: 10 | Strength: 3 | Wisdom: 15 | ArcPower: 1 | Accuracy: 13
Abilities: Charmer, Evasive Maneuvers I, Evasive Manuevers II
Broom: Tinderblast

Reducio

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.

Action: As strategized