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It felt a little childish, but he didn’t care. If yelling distracted her even for a second, it might help the team. Zephyr knew some people on the sidelines were staring, but that's the least of his worries. This was how he could help for now, just messing with the other team’s Seeker. Being a second-string was rough; sometimes, there was nothing to do for the duration of time, but he was still frustrated. Vera drifted toward the far side of the pitch, and he saw Livia call her out for a penalty. He shook his head slightly and muttered under his breath.

Elena flew across the pitch, dodging one person after another, and there was admiration buried under his panic. That’s some gutsy play. Definitely not by the book, but… damn, it might actually work. His attention went to their other team member when she managed to score a goal. Zephyr jumped off his chair and cheered and clapped. "Way to go!!" he looked at Lily (@Lily Clarke) "Isn't she amazing?!"

Later, when the chaos of the game settled, he leaned over to Aodhan (@Aodhan Shaw) to share some ideas he had in mind based on what he saw so far. He kept it simple, discussing who was in what role and what each could observe, and together they attempted to coordinate their findings. He still couldn’t fly, but at least he wasn’t just yelling for fun, he was actually doing something that might help the Wonderbolts win.

Stats: Sta: 5 {6} | Eva: 5 {6} | Str: 7 | Wisd: 5 | Arc: 8| Acc: 5{7}
Broom: Comet 180 | + 2 acc | +1 eva | +1 sta
Actions: | As strategized
Ability: Calming Presence Allies gain a 10% chance to auto-hit on all actions needing an accuracy vs evasion roll. This does not stack.
Word Count: 249
Mentions: @The Wonderbolts, @Pegasus

banner by elena clark

December 10th, 2025
Morning
Time: 10pm

Lily was feeling a little bit of self consciousness; she was cheering for her team mate, Graci, her team's beater. But who in the world would care, she was after all, cheering up her team mates.

She watched as Graci flew through the air, feeling impressed by her skills. "Come on, Graci! You can do this! WOOO!!!". She continued cheering for Graci, maybe as if her whole life depended on that. She gazed in wonder, seeing all the players swoop down and up again. It almost made her wistful, wistful to go up in the sky again. She remembered how she had flown across the pitch, for some time, with Zephyr. (@Zephyr Deakin)

She soon started a small talk with him. "Isn't she amazing?!", he asked her. Lily looked up to see Elena, her team's seeker. She was dodging one person one moment, and the other the next. It was as if the broom was self attached, and was a part of her. She moved as if it had been this way for years, she was just so good at it!

"She is so good! I can't believe this actually. She moves as if the broom is a part of her body now.", she said, voicing herself aloud.

She murmured under her breath. "Wish I could be up in the sky too, though."

@Elena Clark | @Aodhan Shaw | @Lucille Rosenhart | @Charlotte Evergreen | @Cecilia Merrick | @Zephyr Deakin | @Graci Laren | @Sabrina Lyons | @Verity Engels | @Tatiana Contraire

Quidditch Information.

Statistics. Stamina: 07 08 | Evasion: 05 06 | Strength: 05 05 | Wisdom: 07 07 | Arcane Power: 05 05 | Accuracy: 06 08	Broomstick. Comet 180 [ +2 Accuracy, +1 Stamina +1Evasion]
Abilities. none	Action. as strategized.

Charlotte watched her teamates fly around, and boo each other. They were all so good, and Charlotte hoped one day she'd be as skilled, flying effortlessly in the air dodging bludgers and people. . . Charlotte was pretty sure if a bludger came she'd almost definitely be thrown from her broom. She didn't know how they did it, making it seem so easy, dodging bludgers. At the current moment, Charlotte wasn't really doing much, and she desperately looked around trying to make herself useful. So, still making sure she was paying attention to the game, she cheered for her teammates, like she saw Lily and Zephyr doing from down below. She didn't know what to say, or if she should, but she cheered, "You guys got this!" She felt pretty stupid after, but at least she was doing something for her team, right? She watched as her teammates fought for the quaffle, and shot bludgers at each other.

And then through the corner of her eye, she saw Graci hit by a bludger, and was falling from her broom. Oh no! She bit her lip. She wondered if she should catch Graci. That was allowed, she knew. Sure, she was a bit far, but she might be able to pull it off. She just hoped she wouldn't hurt anyone. What if she collided into Graci? I should at least try. Plus, she could finally make herself useful since she wasn't doing anything. Without another thought, she flew faster than she had the entire game, wind was blowing her long hair into her face. Charlotte really wished she tied it up. Almost there. . . She was so close, just a little bit more to go. And. . . Graci was on her broom! It went surprisingly well, and Charlotte was surprised she'd managed to do that.

Broomstick: Moontrimmer | Stats: Stamina: 6| Evasion: (10)| Strength: 6| Wisdom: 9| Arcane: 6| Accuracy: 6 (9)

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date: 10th december 2025 ──location: quidditch training pitch, morning dialogue: #588F45 ──mentioned: the wonderbolts, pegasus

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Wind whipped through auburn locks that danced like a flickering flame as Cecilia flew towards the quaffle. Her narrowed eyes never strayed from the bright red ball. She somehow surprised herself each time she won the tussle, though it meant very little whenever her shot missed. Quite frankly, Cecilia had no clue why she was trying so hard. She would have usually given up on her second failure. Perhaps it was her bet with Leo, or a newfound determination, but for some reason, she could not bring herself to go down without a fight. Finally, a glimmer of hope appeared when one of her attempts breached Maisie’s iron defence. Her brows immediately rose, half-surprised and half-impressed. Scoring was exhilarating, but what made it worthwhile were the words of encouragement that came with it. Her lips curled into a smile upon hearing Maisie call out to her. “You definitely didn’t make it easy for me,” she admitted with a short laugh. “But I expected nothing less from the brilliant Maisie!” Then a sudden call drew Cecilia’s attention away. Swiftly spinning towards the direction of the unfamiliar voice, her fixed gaze upon their golden-haired seeker. Not even the crisp winter air could dampen her soothing warmth. Cecilia mouthed the words ‘thank you’ before her soft smile stretched into a wide grin that reached her eyes. Even though she did not score again, her smile never faltered, for she continued to carry the support she received.

──notes: none.

word count: 243──

──broom: moontrimmer; + 3 to two stats (EVA and ACC)

──stats: stamina 5・evasion 8 (11)・strength 4・wisdom 6・arcane power 6・accuracy 6 (9)

──action: as strategised.──

round 2
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Avery had successfully pushed herself into what mattered most and it was making her team proud. She had managed to knock Graci off her broom which made Avery wince. She felt bad for hurting the girl, but a game was a game. She just hoped Graci wouldn't hold it against her. Though Graci hadn't been knocked out of the game as she now shared her broom with another girl Avery didn't know.

Now was not the time to dwell on her achievement. Now was the time to focus on what else there was to do. Avery watched as her team held strong. She was glad for that after a rough start. Though her team was far from perfect, she was amazed to see how well they were actually doing. This was her first game, official or unofficial, that there was at least a decent chance of them making it through as the victors. And that was exciting and motivating.

For now she decided to let her team do their jobs. The encouragement must have at least made a small impact on their performance which made her feel better about being captain. She still wasn't sure why people always chose her to lead. She had always done her best to keep her head held high, but sometimes that was tough when her team always fell apart around her which made her feel as if she'd failed them.

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action: as strategised

Banner made by talented Althea Valeden!

date	place	tags	wc	speech	outfits
10/12/25	Quidditch Training Pitch		261/200	#36563c	xxx

Rosaline leaned forward on her Comet 180, speeding up. Watching Cece get almost all the quaffle made her heart pound so hard. Luckily, their Keeper, Maisie, blocked every attempt Cece had made. A grin appeared on Rosaline’s face. With her left hand still on the broom, she raised a fist and cheered for Maisie.

The next thing happened fast. Bludger. Rosaline carefully observed the ground. It was her first time being a Beater. She knew what she needed to do: focusing, aiming, and hitting the ball. The bludgers flew in the sky as if they were planned to hit someone with their cruelty. Avery quickly aimed one and hit. The other Beater from the opposite side (Sabrina) attempted to intercept the ball, yet she did not succeed, and the bludger hit Graci. Rosaline let out a sigh of relief. There was no time for her to be worrying about other things. She noticed Graci was going to aim for Althea. Soaring, Rosaline arrived next to Graci to hit the bludger to the other side so the ball won’t hit their Seeker. It was almost like a circle. The bludger came to Graci again. Nonetheless, Graci managed to dodge that brutal ball.

She didn’t know how to feel about it — Graci dodged it. On one hand, she was glad she didn’t actually hurt her, yet on the other hand, she had already attempted it. Though this was Quidditch, a sport she had watched and played for so long, she needed to face the truth that she still had a lot to learn.

Action: As strategised

stats
stamina: 6 (7) | evasion: 5 (6) | strength: 5
wisdom: 8 | arcane power: 7 |accuracy: 4 (6)
Lovely Creature
Broom: Comet 180 (+2 accuracy, +1 evasion, +1 stamina)
Role: Benched Beater
Note:

Still brimming with happiness from the 20 points she had scored only moments before, Amelia couldn’t help but hold in a huge beaming smile of sunshine. So far this had been quite fun. Maybe she should consider moving sports… But no, dueling was perfect, how could she possibly move?

It would have been nice to say that when her opponent chaser made away with the Quaffle, she had been been far away in her thoughts. This, however, was not the case. Amelia’s eyes knitted together and she forced herself to focus completely on the game. A flush of relief hit her as Maisie managed to intercept and stop the goal. No goal. Still in the lead. Once again Amelia attempted to grab the quaffle, with little success. Luck, however, wasn’t on their side when Maisie attempted to intercept, and with great dismay Amelia heard the oppositions gain 10 points. The pattern of Cecilia grabbing the quaffle and Maisie blocking any scoring opportunity repeated three times, causing an increase of frustration in the little Hufflepuff.

She hadn’t had an opportunity to even score. It was unfair. It couldn’t become her fault that they lost. Amelia sniffed with the frustration of a toddler before taking a heavy breath. Mustering a tone of cheeriness she cried, “Go Pegasi!”

Stats: stamina ◦ 8 | evasion ◦8 | strength ◦ 2 | wisdom ◦ 7 | arcane power ◦ 2| accuracy ◦ 8
Broom: school broom
Action: as strategized
Words: 215/200

Premise: Unofficial Quidditch game!
Date: 10 December 2025
Time: 10:00
Weather: Damp, cold, drizzly.
Moderator: Livia Machavariani (yours truly)

Debuff fouls.
While Livia was observing the Snitch's under-appreciated gymnastic endeavours, Graci and Charlotte, stuck together on a broom, totally inconspicuously soared towards Avery Gray. It did not take long for hands to discover the bristles of Avery's broom and yank. This likely threw the girl off-balance, something Livia noticed upon looking back to her. However, she could not see if anyone had done it to Avery, so she simply assumed it was just the wind.

Second-string actions.

All talk of strategy had evaded those who had been left on the bench. They instead occupied themselves with cheering or booing – or, well, attempting to do so. Violence and Lily did not struggle with this endeavour, but the same could not be said for Frederick and Aodhan, who were not loud enough. Ripley sat quietly. At any rate, no negative energy would spew from the seated youths, as Frederick's boo was too quiet to be heard.
The Quaffle.

Geneva swerved about the Quafflegoers, but to no avail – either her Wollongong Shimmy wasn't quite shimmy-ish enough, or there weren't enough people aiming to acquire the Quaffle. Only Elena warred for the leathery ball, and she acquired it with ease, although she lacked such finesse with her score attempts. Livia lifted her eyebrows, intrigued, as the girl continually failed to shoulder past Maisie's impressive blocks. 'It just won't do to tire yourself out!' Livia called in an attempt to be supportive.

Beaters.

The Snitch performed a spiral dive in a cute imitation of Seekers long before it. It pretended to catch itself, cradling itself in its wings before realising it had to unfurl them to fly.

All while it was having the time of its little snitch life, the beaters were feeling quite violent, as was usual. Avery did her best to launch a bludger at Graci and Charlotte, who swiftly dodged. Sabrina had the same lack of luck when she attempted to swing her bat in the direction of Rosaline, who seemed the most fortunate of the beaters. It was with ease that she landed a hit against Cecilia Merrick, who managed to remain on her broom.

Blatchers & saves.

The poor luck of the Beaters would lend itself to those who attempted to cheat, too. Cecilia, flying towards Avery, had great aim as her arms reached out, but it seemed that Avery was just lucky enough to dart out of the way. Livia suppressed the urge to roll her eyes at the obvious foul. 'Merrick, penalty.' Really, did others not understand the importance of stealth?

Outcome:

The Pegasi 20

The Wonderbolts 10

• Graci/Charlotte successfully blag Avery and are not seen.
• Violence successfully cheers for Althea.
• Lily successfully cheers for Sabrina.
• Rosaline bludgers Cecilia for 375 damage; she has 175 HP remaining.
• Cecilia must perform a penalty lap next round.

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Health & Post Tracker:

The Pegasi Reducio First-String Seeker: @Althea Valeden [700/700] Second-String Seeker: @Ripley Cunning - HP tba [dnp r3] First-String Chaser #1: @Percival Rocier [700/700] [dnp r3] First-String Chaser #2: @Amelia Lerelle [750/800] First-String Chaser #3: @Geneva Bishop [800/800] Second-String Chaser: @Violence Bloodthorn [700/700] First-String Beater #1: @Leo Noxley [-250/600] KOB First-String Beater #2: @Avery Gray [1000/1000] Second-String Beater: @Rosaline Everhart [700/700] First-String Keeper: @Maisie Gemmell [1000/1000] Second-String Keeper: @Frederick Buckley - HP tba

The Wonderbolts Reducio First-String Seeker: @Elena Clark [900/900] Second-String Seeker: @Aodhan Shaw [900/900] First-String Chaser #1: @Lucille Rosenhart [175/700] [dnp r1] [dnp r2] First-String Chaser #2: @Charlotte Evergreen [600/600] [late r1] First-String Chaser #3: @Cecilia Merrick [175/500] Second-String Chaser: @Zephyr Deakin [600/600] First-String Beater #1: @Graci Laren [-50/700] First-String Beater #2: @Sabrina Lyons [700/700] Second-String Beater: @Lily Clarke [800/800] [late r1] First-String Keeper: @Tatiana Contraire [550/600] KOB Second-String Keeper: @Verity Engels [800/800]

This was not normal—

—even if Cecilia called it 'brilliant.'

Maisie shifted her brown eyes around her to make she wasn't cursed. Because if it had been an elbow last time, it had to be something worse now: a broken broom or part of her coat trails that dragged in the wind. There was no way that this young Margaret Gemmell, chronic duelling last-on-the-stand loser and multiple-incident Hospital Wing resident, was performing this well at a sport.

After letting a single goal through earlier, a new challenger had come through uncontested: Elena. In many ways, it seemed a little odd that a seeker should reach for the quaffle, but she would treat the attempt with the same care as she had done with all of Cecilia's. And this time, not a single quaffle would pass her grasp.

She stared down at her red hands, shocked.

This was really, really not normal.

Eyes wide, she looked around for Percy as she called out his name, letting it linger like a question. Although some of the team she knew from broomracing like Althea and Rosaline, Percy was her closest friend on the pitch. And he would tell her the truth—he'd promised he would, that he'd never not help again. And, Merlin, did she ever need someone to tell her the truth of whatever this was.

But whatever it was, she'd try to keep it up as long as she could.

Mentioning @Cecilia Merrick & @Percival Rocier

Stats:
Stamina:7 (10) | Evasion: 9 (12) | Strength: 2 (5) | Wisdom: 8 (11) | Arcane Power: 5 (8) | Accuracy: 9 (12)
Abilities: Muggle Condition & Perfectionist
Broom: Silver Arrow
Action: As strategized.