Interacts with : @Serena Towers (Arjan Oberoi) | @Lizzie Verdine | @Rafael D'Spacito | Mentioning : @Ariana Walker

When Rafa signaling the game begin, one of the golden banner that they grab earlier before the game started, shine when the sun hit the material. Cash run towards their intended base, thinking they was the only one that want to claimed the base. When another footsteps follow behind them, Cash need to look back.

Behind them there is a boy that running to the same base. Cash did not know the boy but the boy has fit body. Not on my watch, Cash thought internally. With that thought, Cash accelerates their running and left the boy in the dust. When they reach the first base, they quickly change the white flap into golden banner.

Signaling the first base indeed belong to Hogwarts. The satisfying click when they changed the banner bring smile to the green eyes girl. They turn around and face the boy. "Ha! En tu cara, perdedor (in your face, loser)"They jeered at the boy. They want to riled up the older boy. Other school claiming that Hogwarts students are hot-headed, well they never meet one Cassandra Ironwoods before.

After they securely put the gold banner, the hollered voice from the Gryffindor Captain can be heard from where he stands. “Cassandra Ironwoods scores the First Base for Hogwarts! Damn, Cassie, how’d you do that?”Rafa exclaimed. Cash had to chuckle with that. "Years of morning run, that how"Cash boastful voice shout back.

The sun beat down on them and they just realize the base that they are stand right now gave no protection upon the sun. Sweat starting trickling down on the soon to be Second Year face and back. Cash smile sweetly to the older boy, rubbing their victory to the boy face. It seems they not the only one that will be standing under the heat.

Slowly Ariana walks toward them. "So, you in here with me? Welcome to the heat"Cash said to the other girl. Cash then wipes the sweat from their face. Watching their other Hogwarts peers claiming almost all the bases except Base six that claimed by a Durmstrang boy. Then they heard the unmistaken voice of one Lizzie Verdine.

She stood next to an older girl that they saw in the passing at school but never had the chance to interact with. "Yay. Go Hogwarts!"The blonde girl cheered. Cash again smile at their best friend antics. The bubbly persona of Lizzie Verdine always put a smile to the young Slytherin girl. "Thanks, Liz"They exclaimed back, half-shout to Lizzie.

Action : Defend base #1 with Ariana Walker.
Stats : Stamina - 6 | Evasion - 4 | Strength - 6 | Wisdom - 4 | Arcane Power - 4 | Accuracy - 6
Ability : Parselmouth (not applicable for this).

Mentions:@Rafael D'Spacito.

Charles took a few seconds to catch his breath. When he looked behind him he saw the gold flag he put there to replace the white flag. What just happened happened too fast fo Charles to process most of it. He just redbird being super scared, but he still ran. Why did he keep running he had no idea. He just did, but now Charles was too tired to do that again. That was the fastest he ever ran before and it took a lot out of him. Charles didn't reply when he heard what Rafael said. Mostly because he needed to focus on the game and not anything else.

As Charles looked around he couldn't see Lizzie anymore. It was probrally because he chose to get the farthest base. But still it made Charles sad that he couldn't see his only friend playing capture the base anymore. Well never mind that he needed to think. Its been announced that Hogwarts has the most bases. Durmstrang controls a single base with is base six. And Ilvermory has none. It would be smart to go after that one base but Ilvermorny would probably do that too, since it the weakest. And hopefully most people stay to gaur their base they claimed for their school.

But since Hogwarts has the most bases people will feel pressure and target us more likely. And since Durmstrang has non they will defiantly target us since we have all of the bases except one. So it would be smarter if I stayed here and guarded that base. And maybe though it cheating I could use my claws to help me tag anybody that comes here. No I shouldn't cheating is wrong, I will only use that if I am desperate. So after Charles devolved a tiny plan he just stood around Base 7.

Keeping his eyes peeled for any enemies approaching, and hoping an ally would come.

Action: Guarding base #7.
Stamina: 5 Evasion: 2 Strength: 4 Wisdom: 6 Arcane Power: 6 Accuracy: 7
Race: Dhampir

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Interacting with @Lizzie Verdine

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𝓐madea glanced around as she watched the students scramble around toward the bases. She was glad she had decided to stay on defensive mode, as she wasn't sure being in the middle of the tussle would have proven successful for her. Staying on the defensive mode and fortifying one of the bases seemed like Amadea's best bet. She wasn't the type of person to go charging head on into the battle; she would rather stay back and hold down the fort, so to speak.

Thankfully, it seemed like plenty of her fellow Hogwarts teammates happily charged into the pack, scuffling with one another to claim a base. Though she couldn't tell if they were successful, Amadea hoped that Hogwarts would be able to prove to the other schools that they were fierce competitors; she knew that this would be a perfect opportunity to prove themselves before the big Quidditch game.

Amadea turned back to the other girl who was guarding the base with her. "Yes, I'll stay and guard," she said to Lizzie. "Unless you want me to go somewhere else." Amadea figured that having two guards on the base would make the chances of it getting stolen by another team a lot slimmer; plus Amadea didn't really see any other bases that looked unscathed from the first scramble to claim them. Hopefully Lizzie wouldn't mind having a second guard.

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STATS: STA: 9 || EVA: 8 || STR: 2 || WIS: 8 || ARC: 9 || ACC: 9-------

ABILITIES: advanced casting || evasive maneuvers || calming presence

ACTION:
Guarding base 5 with Lizzie

(Specifying allies/opponents for calming presence ability)
Allies: Hogwarts team
Opponents: Durmstrang / Ilvermorny team

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- Interacting with Greta Fransson ( @Evelynn Decipio) -
-Mentioning Rafael D’Spacito, Vyacheslav Preobrazhensky (Ruby Cazares)-

As she was running as fast as she could towards the third base, Lydia was incredibly happy of all the outdoor time she had spent on the beach during her childhood. Even if at Hogwarts she didn’t have all of that time to go on walks and runs around the grounds, the young girl could still rely on her muscles; the sight of another boy, a Durmstrang student judging but the light blue flag he was carrying, running towards the same base sent a bolt of adrenaline through Lydia’s body.

The summer heat was making the air quite damp and difficult to breath, the sun shining hot over her head, but she couldn’t give up or slow down, not when she was so close to capturing the base. One foot after the other, Lydia increased her speed and, the moment she was close enough the white tent, she took the golden flag and swiftly claimed the third base for Hogwarts.

A nervous, but excited laugh escaped her lips, before she remembered that the Durmstrang boy was probably still coming for the base as well, so she placed herself in front of the golden flag, ready to guard it. Now that Hogwarts has conquered it, she would have done anything to make sure it would have stayed that way.

With a quick glance around, Lydia noticed Rafael’s shocked expression, and she couldn’t help but feel incredibly proud of herself -after all, she was kind of hoping to show him that she was more than just a girl that needed to be saved ~like on the rock at the lake or at the ball~. Then, her eyes set on another Durmstrang girl making her way towards her and Lydia frowned slightly, before taking a deep breath; she had this, she could guard the base and not become a prisoner.

With her eyes glued onto the girl, Lydia quickly put her high ponytail into a messy bun, before offering to the Durmstrang girl a small smirk.

ACTION: Guarding base #3 for Hogwarts.

Stats

Stamina: 5|| Evasion: 5 || Strength: 5 || Wisdom: 5 || Arcane Power: 5 || Accuracy: 5

Race & Abilities

Race: Part Veela
Abilities: Alluring

Playing as Ilvermorny iNPC Phylicia Stanwood

Phyllis' sky-high mood was crushed pretty quickly. Next to no one had showed up from her school, just her, KK, Iris, and another boy. They were seriously out-numbered by Durmstrang and Hogwarts. The redhead tried to remain positive, which wasn't that hard since at least she still got to play, but then Ilvermorny didn't get a single base.

Well, this was... not as fun as she'd expected. Stupid Ilvermorny schoolmates and their oversleeping tendencies. That or their general laziness and disregard for representing their country on their bloody Independence Day. She'd just have to make the most of it. They could still come back. And it wasn't like Durmstrang was doing that well either, and they were supposed to be the super strict, hard-core school.

Might as well try to take back the base she'd just gone for. It was just her versus the girl she'd been slower than, and it would feel good to redeem herself after that. The girl did radiate a sense of calm, at least to her team, but towards this girl, her eyes would narrow. Competitive or not, Phyllis was sure as heck not going down without a fight. And so she ran right back into the blindingly bright tent. Time to put the right color flag up.

Action | Capture Base #2

Stats | 9Sta, 6Eva, 9Str, 5Wis, 2AP, 10Acc
Abilities | Fearless, Calming Presence
Calming Presence in effect on all Ilvermorny players

Interacting with @Miranda Everest
Outfit

Karilyna had only just streaked off straight towards the seventh and last tent when footsteps sounded. It wasn't just the constant pounding of determined feet towards their target base, though--it was a lot closer, meaning someone was likely attempting to capture the same base as she was. She spared only a second in glancing over a shoulder, quickly confirming her suspicions. She had company. The thought only sent her running faster towards her goal, haring over the grass like there was no tomorrow.

And at long last, she had arrived. Skidding to a stop, she set her brown-eyed gaze upon the white flag up in the rafters, right hand clutching a crimson red flag which would surely be proudly displayed in its rightful place in a few seconds. But was she tall enough for the job? It would probably take a bit of effort, but it couldn't be all that difficult, could it? Stepping up a bit closer, she gauged the distance, unballing the crumpled red fabric in her hand.

But her moment of consideration, however brief, would be her downfall, as her competitor beat her to it, claiming the base for Hogwarts. Ugh. Perhaps Karilyna had been just the slightest bit overconfident in her capabilities, or just not fast enough, but it was evident she hadn't tried hard enough. Either way, she wasn't sticking around to learn things the hard way. She had bases to capture, after all, so why offer herself up as an easy target?

As she ducked out of the tent, the young Thunderbird scanned the tents quickly, hoping to see at least one adorned with a red flag. It seemed her hopes would be dashed to pieces, though, as her eyes met only gold flags--and one blue. Her schoolmates hadn't fared much better than herself, then. Although it gave the girl some comfort knowing she wasn't alone, and so had an excuse for not succeeding, she quickly pushed the feeling away. She wasn't scared of failure. A small scowl settled itself upon her features as she searched for her next target, eyes narrowed.

Really, any of them would do, seeing that she likely ran an equal chance of capture for each one, but hopefully she could stall long enough to see what others would do first. She wasn't scared, per se, but still preferred to avoid run-ins with the bigger players if she could help it. It wouldn't be easy to help out her team if she were to be squished flat into the ground, after all.

A huff escaped her mouth as she watched the Hogwarts kids quickly regroup, many acting as guards to protect their six bases. Still others--from all three schools--were still hoping to win a base for their school's name, leaving Karilyna no clear path. Well, the best things didn't come easy, right? After allowing only a moment to scan the playing field, she turned towards her original target, ready to try once more. Perhaps the risk was too high, and she ought to calculate before acting out of spontaneity, but the idea didn't even cross her mind as she picked up her speed again.

After all, if they wanted to gain the upper hand, they had to start from somewhere, right?

Interacting with: @Cassandra Ironwoods

Mentioning: @Anastasia Beckett [as Alexei]

Confidence was certainly a welcome presence of mind. The sensation was something of normality to Ariana, sometimes overflowing at times, others composedly balanced. It was a hearty supporter to acquire, especially when it came to competitive games and sports. Ariana stood ready, ears catching the reply of Alexei as she focused on the precautions and the possible manoeuvres she could attempt regarding her first move.

“I promise you I am more than used to the heat as you call it, Ariana," Alexei replied, blowing a kiss to her from where he stood.

Ariana turned back, rolling her eyes and letting him retain the last word, a smirk plastered on her face as she eyed the closest base in proximity to her. Right. Brown hair flying, she darted over to base I, noticing another girl nearby, who had evidently already captured the base for hogwarts. She hadn’t in fact seen the girl around, yet something was familiar about her, Ariana couldn’t tell what.

"So, you in here with me? Welcome to the heat"

The veela gave a laugh sitting down next to the girl and shielding her eyes from the sunlight. “Mierda que hace mucho calor por aquí...” she muttered to herself, attempting to shift herself into a shadier spot. This ‘shadier’ option wasn’t quite existent though, and so despite her usual tolerance to heat such as this; she opted to sitting as spread out as she could lazily flicking a hair tie around as she kept a wary eye for anyone nearing their base.

The action undoubtedly looked lazy, if not indolent. However she in fact might have been benefiting their chance, for as she looked as though she could be easily approached and thwarted, in reality she was quite stealthy and fast, she could have been up in a flash if anyone even took a step near her. In addition to that, she looked absolutely amazing doing just about anything, so this was a fortunate blessing she could ultimately get away with.

No doubt this agility was a consequence of her defensive reflexes though, for growing up in Argentina, the only girl in her family, more so in a house full of boys, the young girl [much to her brother's surprise] had learnt to swerve free of many troublesome actions. Stronger than she looked that was for sure, was she to prove that yet again this time round?

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INTERACTIONS @Anastasia Beckett [Alexei]︱@Lydia Cooper @May Moonstar︱@Evelynn Decipio [Greta]

MENTIONS Rafael D'Spacito -

Cielle smirked as the pretty English boy swore at Alexei and gave him a taste of his own medicine, letting out a shout of laughter at his choice of language. Alexei snapped at her, which she had expected, angrily telling her that she had translated incorrectly. [IN ENGLISH] "Oh, fuck you," Cielle responded very, very loudly - in English this time, so the Ilvermorny and Hogwarts students could hear Alexei getting owned as well. With that, she spun on her heel and ran to capture one of the bases - although, to her dismay, another student from a different school got there first and placed a gold flag for... Hogwarts, was it? [IN ENGLISH] "Fuck you as well," she said to the girl.

Still, there was no time to waste on talking to stupid people, and Cielle took off running once again, this time taking sight of one of her fellow Durmstrang students - what was her name again? Gretel? Greta? - and yet another Hogwarts girl, this time with long red hair and apparently guarding the base Greta was trying to capture. [IN ENGLISH] "Oh, fuck her too," Cielle muttered underneath her breath, currently very annoyed with Hogwarts students (except for pretty boy. He was adorable.) She quickened her pace, sprinting towards Base 3, reaching to replace the gold flag with the blue one in her hands...

STATISTICS Stamina - 8︱Wisdom - 3︱Strength - 8 Arcane Power - 3︱Evasion - 7︱Accuracy - 6

ABILITIES Lovely Creature -

ACTION︱attempt to capture Base 3 for Durmstrang with Greta

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@Rafael D'Spacito & @Katrina Walker as dNPC Iris Fields

That had certainly somewhat gone as planned. Yes, being penalized for being caught was aggravating, as most thing are whenever you get busted for doing something you aren't supposed to; but I had succeeded in permitting my fellow Durmstrang fellow the ability to snag the base. Win and lose, success and lack thereof.

The Hogwarts boy who oversees this game calls out to me. I had been unable to play off my shoulder charge in time, and with a surprised shout, the boy mistakes me for my twin brother, Piérre. At first, I assumed that he was merely calling our for my twin, which caused me to look about, searching for my eccentric, usually rather docile, twin. After discovering that he was not in attendance, I slowly discovered that the boy was speaking about me, and not Piérre.

Jailtime. Sure, part of the rules, totally understandable. I had achieved my goal, I needed the time to sit back and watch the game, slowly and narrowly peering about the playing field for my next action, my next strategy.

As I go, I laugh to myself, thinking about the absurdity of being mistaken, once again, for my twin. We are used to it at this point, but it still causes me a bit of joviality to hear more and more people confused and bewildered by the two boys who look almost exactly alike. "Piérre would be more likely to cease his impish pursuits than to elbow girls! I'm merely playing the game in a pursuit to win." My voice is a bit lower than Piérre's, a little more saturated with the British accent as opposed to his feathery Italian lilt. If appearances would cause us to become the same person to the unobservant eye, our voices would starkly stand apart. "As you wish, however."

I shrug as I start to make my way towards the aforementioned jail for my five minutes of jailtime, but not before gently snagging the attention of the girl who I had attempted to ram into. "I'm terribly sorry, miss. Part of the game, right? Are you alright?"

After listening to her response, I would nod in affirmation that I had heard her, before jogging gently over to the jail, my ice blue eyes beginning to scan the field once again.

Romeo does Five Minutes Jailtime

The game was going pretty smoothly. Iris knew her years doing martial arts would help with this. The agility, the quick thinking, the gracefulness. She approached the base confidant that she was going to steal this one for Ilvermorney. This was going to be it. Even though they were outnumbered, Iris still had the stubborn ideal in her mind that they were going to win at any cost.

However, she didn't manage to get the point. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted an elbow coming her way. She instantly jumped to the side, narrowly avoiding any injury. Thankfully, the referee dude caught his attempt and sentenced him to five minutes in jail. They went back and forth and Iris, still a bit frazzled, stayed where she was.

The boy who had tried to elbow her, now turned to her. He was asking if she was alright. Iris snorted and said, "I'm perfectly fine, no thanks to you," As Iris turned away she grumbled something under her breath in Norwegian.

Now it was time to win this game. Iris turned back to the point and launched herself at it, attempting her hardest to win the point back. Ilvermorney didn't go down without a fight.

Action: Attempt to capture Base 6 and replace the white flag with a red one
Interacting with: None
Mentioning: Romeo as @Piérre Marchonné and @Rafael D'Spacito

STATS: Stamina: 6 | Evasion: 8 | Strength: 7 | Wisdom: 7 | Arcane Power: 6 | Accuracy: 6
ABILITIES: Sixth Sense | Martial Artist