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Rosaline hovered in the sky. One hand clutched tight on her broom, another one held the Beater’s bat closely to her body. She could sense there would be some attacks targeting their precious Seeker, Althea, because in this stage of the match, no team seemed to care about the Quaffle. So, Seeker would be a dangerous position. Her mission was to keep Althea safe. A deep breath. She calmed herself. The usual composure was back. Rosaline turned her head to check on Althea. Nothing was wrong right now. Thank Merlin.

Yet not long after, a red-haired figure soared in front of Althea, cutting the sight of the little golden ball. Blimey. That was Cece. The snitch was nowhere to be found again. Rosaline wasn’t really angry at Cece; she knew this was competition. Still, she shot Cece a disapproving expression with furrowed brows. Though Rosaline adored the red-haired girl, she didn’t like the disturbance to their team's pursuit of victory.

Rosaline hadn’t had a chance to fully process her feelings about the foul play when a bludger suddenly came for Althea. The defender's instinct overcame the urge to run away from the familiar pain. Rosaline put herself between the Bludger and Althea. The impact almost knocked her out of her broom. The ball flew past her like nothing happened after it hit her. Luckily, Rosaline made it. She could feel the dull pain in her shoulders and arms. Glancing down at the ground, she couldn’t imagine if she went down, how many bones of hers would be broken. Not this time. Rosaline shook her head and tried to focus on the game again.

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:

banner by elena clark

December 10th, 2025
Morning
Time: 10pm

Lily gaped in surprise as she saw Elena fall through the air. Time seemed to slow down as she fell. Lily was shocked; she had not at all imagined this happening even in her dreams. She screamed, "ELENA!!!" She saw that Elena was trying to grasp her broom, but alas, she could not. Lily had just imagined the worst when suddenly Zephyr shot out and grabbed her by the arm. Elena was safe. Nothing had happened to her. But maybe she was too shaken up. The look on her face was one of horror. It was bound to happen; anyone in her situation would have had the same reaction. "Don't worry, Elena. You are alright," Lily screamed at the top of her voice. Suddenly, Lily was grateful that she was not in Elena's place.

She smiled and cheered for Zephyr. He had just proved that he was a Hufflepuff. This was the first time she felt this proud of someone. "Superb job, Zeph!" Lily screamed. "Keep it up", she cheered.

Lily started pacing around again. She was getting restless again. She prayed that something like Elena's situation did not happen again, at least not to her.

She sat down again and drowned in her thoughts once more.

@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.

A penalty lap. That was not what Amelia needed. A period of time to consider her ill success in this game, contemplate her failure, question her potential. There was no way that this round would be a happy event for the second year.

With a textbook poise on her broom, Amelia tried to avoid the negative thoughts that crept in like a poison ivy attempting to possess a castle. Why couldn’t I have done better? Why was it that I had constantly messed up? Why couldn’t I have done better. It was a cold cruelty having to listen to her very own internal dialogue. As if an icy war was being battled inside her skin, a battle between what she should be thinking and what she was thinking.

It took a handful of deep breaths and the conscious repetition that she was one of the younger competitors for Amelia to finally regain a calm. It wasn’t as though she could truly be blamed, for as she always had believed if one tried their best, they couldn’t expect to be better. And she had tried her best so far… right?

It would do nothing to dwell on the misfortunes of the penalty lap, and instead she told herself that she should aim high for the rest of the game, and ignore her past misfortunes. She would do amazing fly in only a moment’s time. Well, that was all she could hope for.

Stats: stamina ◦ 8 | evasion ◦8 | strength ◦ 2 | wisdom ◦ 7 | arcane power ◦ 2| accuracy ◦ 8
Broom: school broom
Action: as strategized
Words: 241/200

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

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“Cheers, Engels,” Cecilia grinned in response to Vera before turning her full attention to the pitch. needed to make it up to the Wonderbolts but instinct told her it was foolish to chase the quaffle now. And with their keeper’s words encouraging her foulplay, Cecilia felt somewhat emboldened. So once more, she opted for a sneakier move. Despite the elusive nature of the snitch, the young fox retained her faith in the moon-eyed seeker. However, she was fortunate enough to participate in broom racing with the Pegasi seeker, Althea. Whilst they were not victorious, Cecilia had grown a great appreciation for her during their time flying together. Unfortunately, that also meant she was a formidable opponent who Cecilia had watched closely during her penalty lap. This ultimately led her to support their seeker in the only way she could think of — sabotage. It seemed like an awful idea, one that would be embarrassing if executed poorly and rather cruel if successful. However, these were desperate times. So without hesitation, Cecilia swerved in front of Althea to block her line of sight. “Sorry!” She apologised to the older girl before turning away to face another penalty lap. It was almost amusing how she and Verity were substituting one another. Of course, Cecilia knew her actions would be met with retaliation. Therefore, she tried an eye out for the bludger that seemed so fond of her. Whether it was a strategic move or out of sheer anger, the ball came barrelling towards her as expected. Fortunately, Cecilia dodged it once more. And though it was intended to take her out, she was rather impressed by the strength behind it.

──notes: none.

word count: 277──

──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: penalty lap.──

Her last course of action wasn't as helpful as she'd like it to be, but at least it proved to be somehwat useful - if only for the girl's own inner monologue. It lead her to discover a new purpose, a steady position in a game plan that seemed to play out without anyone truly orgistrating it, one where the focul point weren't bludgers or the golden hoops but rather the same colored shining orb that dodged and wieved between the raindrops with ease. And as an extension, the blonde raven right on it's tail. Sabrina's mind zeroed in on that fact, giving the girl a respite from self-torment as she navigated through the darkening sky. It wasn't until a she spoted a bludger that she sprung into action, putting her whole body into a rotation that send it flying in the direction of the opposite seeker. Another girl - beater, judging by the bat clunched in her hand - took the hit, presumably following the same string of thoughts as Sabrina herself, decided their seeker was a more valuable piece in the sky-based game of chess they all played. Or just happened to be the unluckiest girl of the second, Sabrina supposed. Too far away and with no other bludgers to swing, she couldn't do anything but watch as said title transfared to their seeker when the opposite keeper slammed into her.

wc. cca 230ish

★ Stats.

Stamina: 7 | Evasion: 5 6 | Strength: 7 8 | Wisdom: 9 10 | ArcPower: 6 | Accuracy: 5 7

★ Broom. Nimbus 1700
★ Action. As strategized

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

Outcome:

The Pegasi 230

The Wonderbolts 10

• Verity successfully cobs Althea.
• Geneva scores 60 points.
• Althea catches the Snitch.
• Aodhan cheers for Graci, Lily cheers for Verity & Frederick cheers for Althea.
• Graci successfully bludger intercepts Avery. It is redirected to Rosaline, who is KOB.
• Sabrina successfully backbeats Rosaline, who is KOB.
• Zephyr returns Elena to her broom.
• The game is over! Congrats to the Pegasi, and good game, everyone! Thanks for playing.

Health & Post Tracker:

The Pegasi Reducio First-String Seeker: @Althea Valeden [700/700] Second-String Seeker: @Ripley Cunning - HP tba [dnp r3] [dnp r4] First-String Chaser #1: @Percival Rocier [700/700] [dnp r3] [dnp r4] [dnp r5] First-String Chaser #2: @Amelia Lerelle [750/800] First-String Chaser #3: @Geneva Bishop [800/800] [dnp r5] Second-String Chaser: @Violence Bloodthorn [700/700] [dnp r4][dnp r5] First-String Beater #1: @Leo Noxley [-250/600] KOB First-String Beater #2: @Avery Gray [1000/1000] Second-String Beater: @Rosaline Everhart [-150/700] KOB First-String Keeper: @Maisie Gemmell [1000/1000] Second-String Keeper: @Frederick Buckley - HP tba [dnp r4]

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] [late r4] 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]

CONGRATULATIONS to the Pegasi, but good game, everyone! It's been fun for me to moderate, and I hope all of you also had a lovely time. Feel free to let me know if there's anything I can do to improve the experience in the future!

The field was wide open- her path to the Quaffle was clear. While the rest of both teams seemed focused on other things, Geneva grabbed the leather ball. Weaving around the beaters, she waited until she had a clear shot. She aimed, threw the Quaffle, and… scored! Geneva’s heart leapt as the ball flew gracefully through the hoop.

Realizing that she was still unnoticed by the other players, she raced to intercept the ball again. She grabbed it- pausing for a terrifying moment to correct her balance- and shot it cleanly through the goal.

Geneva was in ecstasy. She wasn’t useless after all- she had just scored 60 points! But at that moment, she heard shouts from the onlookers, and she twisted around to see a golden glint caught in Althea’s hand. Livia’s voice rang out across the pitch. “Valeden has caught the Snitch!”

Everything was a blur. Geneva screamed “Yes Althea!” The beaters, who seemed unaware the game was over, had a scuffle, which resulted in one of Geneva’s teammates being knocked from her broom. Geneva winced. That hardly seemed fair. Hopefully she hadn’t been too far from the ground.

As Livia called the points, Geneva congratulated her team. It had been a great game, and Geneva had shown herself useful after all. True, her points had hardly mattered in the end, considering the Pegasi’s sizable lead, but it was the thought that counted, right? Setting down on the pitch, she suddenly realized how awfully cold and sweaty she was. Without wasting time, she headed towards the castle. Her first Quidditch experience had been enlightening, but she’d had enough of the outdoors for one day.

Thread left. Great game everyone!