Taking to the Sky PV | Quick Quidditch

The second they launched into the air, Joseph was lost in the action. 

Wind rushed past, tangling his hair into thick messy knots. People zipped around him. Which were his teammates? Where was everyone? He tightened his grip on Gazzo, as a bead of sweat trickled down his forehead. It wasn’t possible to keep up with everything, not with everyone speeding around like overexcited chipmunks. 

Looking out for flying ball missiles while playing his role was hard enough. Surely he wouldn’t have to look out for human projectiles too. No one could be THAT merciless in an unofficial quidditch game… right?

“Focus,” he muttered, eyes snapping around the playing field. A chaser, that’s what he was. His job was to score goals. 

Forward he bent, then dipped to snatch at the huge red ball, the act almost sending him careering off his broom. Perfect. With gritted teeth, Joseph shot towards the hoops.

The next moments passed in a blur of colour and light. His first attempt at goal was far from great, with him ending up in an awkward block by some opponent girl, but he recovered quickly, returning to somehow score not just one, but two goals for the team. All thanks to Gazzolax, of course.

“You're actually cooperating for once,” he noted, beaming down at his broom with his fist still raised in triumph. “So much for trying not to fall. We're actually winning!”

He'd never dared dream of playing quidditch, let alone score. “We've got a ten point lead. Let's expand that a lil, shall we?” A smirk slid onto his face, eyes gleaming with wicked joy. Not that anyone noticed.

Then he noticed something that made his heart twist. His friends, Avery and Pam knocked right off their brooms. They were from the other team but still…

He made a mental note to check in on them later, maybe with a chocolate or two. That would help. Chocolate made everything better, after all. 

He tore his gaze from them. Back to task.

Time to score more goals.

Stamina 8 |Evasion 3| Strength 5 | Wisdom 6 |Arcane Power 6 |Accuracy 7

This was going well. Lyanna had implied as much with her encouragement. And Maisie had done the math and found what she thought was the easiest path to victory. And yet watching the opposing team fall was never fun. Each team Maisie grazed the side of an opponent, she felt the knot in her stomach as she watched them fall. Grazing the quaffle, which she had yet to do today, created worry, but it was not the same. Grazing the quaffle at least had seconds of help and hope.

But that wasn't this game. This game seemed very aggressive and she was complicit in it. Maisie was competitive, absolutely. But there was a gradient and they were running it up. Maisie suspected there wouldn't be much of this left.

And yet, the reality was she didn't know very many people on this team. There was one housemate (Mikey) and Lyanna, whom she only knew as a referee from duelling. She grit her teeth, hoping whatever the outcome, it might give her the opportunity to get to meet more people. Despite her more extraverted nature, she often found herself among the same circles of people.

Maybe that was what she liked about the sky: up here, you could be anyone.

Stamina: 7 (10) | Evasion: 9 (12) | Strength: 2 (5) | Wisdom: 8 (11)| Arcane Power: 5 (8)| Accuracy: 9 (12)
Broom: Silver Arrow (+3 to all stats)
Muggle Condition | Perfectionist
Action: As Strategized

Interacting with @Aodhan Shaw

Banner by Laurie Holmes (deactivated and now Briar Anderson)

Out of the many games Denise played, this might actually be the most disastrous game she has played, ever. Their luck was worse than spoiled milk, already by the second round.

First, the Red Phoenix's seeker, @Avery Gray, and chaser @Pamela Graham were out, but clearly, that couldn't be the total end, right?

Until... well... they shouldn't have forgotten about Prat Pass. Prat has always been rather an annoying and pesky menace, and he continued to be so, much to her disgust and distaste. With the large bludger, he bludgered Hana Suzuki, likely from a bloody revenge since she had successfully attacked him before. He was, unfortunately, rather successful. Instead of a bloody mess, Madame Lancaster again at least had the kindness to levitate Suzuki, like with Gray and Graham.

But Suzuki was out, with no players out on the other team. There were only four players left in the Red Phoenix.

Denise truly didn't want to pull out a blatching, which was a KOB foul, but well... she didn't exactly have a choice. Her victim, well, if she was successful, Mikey Forville. Before she had the chance to do so, he tried to blatch Ellie Randensmith, much to her surprise.

Randensmith was able to evade. Perhaps watching the blatching and seeing Suzuki fall distracted Denise too much because when she attempted to blatch Forville, she failed miserably, even more than Forville's own attempts.

She shot a glare back at Forville as Madame Lancaster spotted both fouls. Annoyed, she went off without an argument, off to her penalty lap with her entrusted Comet 180.

Abilities: Healing Sage

Broom: Comet 180 [+2 ACC, +1 EVA, +1 STA]

STA [7] [8] | EVA [5] [6] | STR [5] | WIS [7] | ARC [5] | ACC [6] [8]

Action: As Strategized

Mentions: Reducio @Avery Gray @Rafal Devereux @Ellie Randensmith @Pamela Graham @Amelia Lerelle @Hana Suzuki @Jessamine Lancaster