Closed Knights Tourney Spectator Spring Ball 2023

Bailey bid Botan farewell with a cheerful statement - "good luck!!" she said, smiling and biding him farwell, for now.
bailey read the banner that a knight was holding, an announcemnt of sorts. She realized that it was directing her to where she wanted to go, and thus followed its directions.
Bailey went where she was directed, and entered an empty specator area. "hum.... am i in the right place? why does no one want to watch their date, or their friends compete?"
Bailey, slightly befuddled, found a place to sit down and did so.
She watched as Botan suited up, and faced off with another boy that looked around his age. She looked around and spotted a few other familiar faces, including her darling friend, Hiro. She smiled, and looked for any chance to catch his eye, and to cheer for him.
She also spotted @Jannette Applebottom, whom had been introduced to her by another dear friend, @colin mccoire. Bailey was often caught calling colin by her nickname for him 'coco' for which she had no idea where it had come from, but would continue to use it anyways.
Bailey also saw @Daphne Sapphirus, before she noticed there were people leaving. Soon new people came in their steed, to replace them and the matches started.
Botan firmly lanced his opponent, and bailey let out a quick "great job Botan!!! and you too Hiro!!!" before settling down to watch match two of three.
Even though Botan failed to lance his apponent the second time, his apponent appeared to have withdrawn from the tournament, and bailey could only hope for the best.
Hiro on the other hand had lanced his partner, who then also pulled out of the tournament. people are dropping like flies.. she thought, waiting for the matches to continue. Botan and Hiro then got paired together, and bailey could barely watch. She knew they knew each other, and she knew both of them, so it was conflicted feelings everywhere. She decided to be supportive, and cheered excitedly "you got this boys!!! woooooooo!!!"

bailey has entered the spectator area

Reducio

Statistics, Abilities, & Items

Stamina: 6
Evasion: 6
Strength: 7
Wisdom: 8
ArcPower: 6
Accuracy: 7

Martial Artist
Calming Presence

Blackberry tart and strawberry jam bread in one hand, Stephen took EmmaLee's other hand and led her quickly through the break in the hedges that lead to the Knight's Tournament. As they exited the area containing the main festivities, they both let out a laugh at the sight of the two suits of armor that were sending the pair in opposite directions. EmmaLee released Stephen's hand and curtsied to the suits of armor, still chuckling a little and turning back to Stephen as he spoke.

"Do not doubt yourself, Sir Stephen." She responded. She gave a curtsy to his bow, smiling widely. "I do wish you all of the luck, but I know that you won't need it." She said determinedly and patted his hand reassuringly as he squeezed her muscle. She chuckled and pumped the arm weakly.

"I think stronger arms than these noodles will have to carry you if it comes to that, but again, there will be no need, for I am sure that you will triumph," She threw her small fist into the air in predetermined victory. "and I will be just that way cheering you on." She continued, pointing the opposite direction and turning to head that way. "See you at the end." She waved excitedly as he set off and she, in her own turn, turned and headed down the opposite path to the spectator stands, nodding politely to the over dressed suit of armor as she passed.

As EmmaLee rounded even more hedging and approached the raised seating, she was able to look over across the field and see the knights getting ready. She was always impressed with how all out Hogwarts went with events and this one was no exception. She could see that many of the knights had full, real armor, shields, lances, and spectacularly decorated brooms in hand. She gazed across the contestants and was eventually able to pick out Stephen in elegant black armor with what looked like gold accents, and she smiled as she was reminded of Hufflepuff's own yellow and black colors.

Giving a small wave in her friend's direction that she knew he couldn't see, the girl continued on towards the stands and saw a similar black and gold flag hanging off of one of the railings. She grinned widely as she grabbed it and, picking up the skirts of her dress again, she quickly climbed up the wooden stairs of the stands and found a seat for herself with a good view of the whole ring. She liked to sit in the middle of the stands as possible so that she could see everything going on around her.

As she climbed, she saw an older Hogwarts student that she knew, Bailey Glade. She had attended a pet party she held earlier in the year. "'Allo, Miss Bailey." She called, waving at the other girl as she sat down. Once sat, she held the stick of the flag in her hand and proceeded to eat her berry and bread snacks as she waited for the matches to start.

And start they did. Very quickly each pair was called in turn to start their first rounds and EmmaLee proceeded to cheer for each student she recognized as a Hogwarts student, have to keep that school pride. When there was a lack of a Hogwarts student, she cheered for those she recognized as Ilvermorny students.

When Stephen and his opponent, Raizel, were finally announced, EmmaLee sat forward a little more in her seat, gripping her flag and waving it in anticipation. As they moved into starting position, EmmaLee examined the girl that Stephen would be up against. She was very stylish and obviously athletic. EmmaLee raised an eyebrow at the girl's decision to forgo armor, but she wearing a very nice red outfit. Would have been a shame indeed to hide it under metal when the Raizel girl was wearing it so well. EmmaLee scoffed at herself for getting distracted by clothes and looked closer at the girl's demeanor. She looked just a bit nervous and unsteady of her broom, like she was thinking about something else.

EmmaLee made a thoughtful noise at this observation, then turned to watch Stephen, who looked confident and ready to go. Apparently he was either not fond of the decorations on his broom or he had some kind of plan of attack that involved more stealth than the elaborate decorations would allow, because he stripped his black broom of its bells and whistles before mounting it to start and he dropped his heavy-looking shield, too. EmmaLee decided that it was probably a stealthy attack strategy and nodded to herself with a smile. With a distracted opponent and a plan, he had this is the bag.

As she blinked, the signal to start was raised and both of the "knights" charged forward. She let out a quiet "wow" as Stephen leaned over his broom expertly, avoiding an attack, and, in turn, lancing his opponent, sending her off balance but not quite off her broom. EmmaLee almost forgot to leap up and cheer as he reached the end of the line and deftly did a 180 to turn around. She had not known that he was that good of a flyer. She herself was an abysmal one, preferring many other modes of wizard travel to broom flying. She really only ever got on a broom in order to play Quodpot, her favorite sport, and that was generally a low flying game anyway.

She waved her black and gold flag high as their second round started and cheered excitedly as Stephen landed another blow and maintained another dodge. "Allonz-y, Stephen! Vous êtes le champion!"Let's go, Stephen! You are the champion! She called, waving the little flag frantically.

EmmaLee watched intently as Stephen circled back to his starting place, turned pointedly to face her directly, and waved with a great sweeping motion. She giggled at his flair, jumped up in the stands, and waved her flag excitedly in return.

~Oh bien, il m'a enfin vu.~Oh good, he finally saw me. She thought, smiling widely. It would not do at all for him to believe that she was not excited to be here, because she was. This was definitely an exciting tournament. Although there did seem to be a surprising number of competitors who had decided that this wasn't quite what they wanted to do with their evening and had bowed out. Those who had chosen to stick it out seemed very skilled with their lances and their brooms, though. It couldn't be easy handling so many items and Stephen's jousting opponent seemed to be having a particularly hard time with the balance of it all.

"Go, Sir Stephen!!" EmmaLee called as loud as she could with one pale hand to the side of her mouth and the other waving the black banner high. Watching with bated breath, she clutched the flag's pole in both hands, still standing, as the two competitors charged each other one last time. This final time, Raizel was able to finally avoid Stephen's attack, which was good because EmmaLee could not imagine how much a third blow to the unprotected middle of the girl would hurt.

As Stephen deftly avoided Raizel's attack for the third time, EmmaLee cheered. His match was won! Sitting down after her cheer, she watched the rest of the matches eagerly, but impatiently, tapping her toes on the risers until the moderator stood up and announced the end of the tournament and the winners. The moment the moderator had stopped speaking, though, she leaped up and took the stairs down two at a time to meet Stephen at the entrance once again.

"You were brilliant! I knew you would win!" She said, grinning widely and waving the black and yellow flag as she saw him round the corner from the tournament area. "Now you are officially Sir Stephen, for tonight at least." She announced teasingly, giggling behind her pale hand and bouncing excitedly on her toes. Then, giving a little curtsy by sweeping her fluffy blue skirt to the side with her free hand, she held out the flag to him and smiled sweetly.

"So, Sir Stephen, I would like to present this flag to you as a token and memory of your victory." She said, standing up straight again and clasping her hands in front of her daintily. "They had a lot of flags and banners for the different knights so that we could support the one or ones were we cheering for. This one most matched your armor." She explained, turning to walk with him back towards the Royal Banquet.

"Are you ready to really enjoy that vast table of food and maybe finally get that dance I promised you?" She said with a small chuckle as they walked back through the hedges.

Roleplaying as iNPC Andrew Lycan
@Lucia Fox as Cassie Heather McGregor-Martin
Obnoxiously Strong | Fearless | Charmer | Paragon of Health

Drew wasn't going to participate in the Knight's Tourney, but he could definitely watch, and he was pretty excited for his friend, Cassie. She seemed to make a very calculated choice at the broom she used, and mounted it across from her opponent. "Come on, Cassie," he said under his breath, as she faced up against the other girl.

The first opportunity that she had to charge, neither of them moved. They just called across to each other, with what Drew assumed was supposed to be... trash talk? However, in classic Cassie fashion, her insults didn't seem all that jarring. Drew laughed a little- her taunting didn't seem to work, at first, though, since the other girl didn't seem phased by her words. Cassie put her lance in her other hand, pulling out her lightsaber. Drew rolled his eyes at her. Really, a true act of intimidation, to pull out a fake lightsaber.

The first charge, however, both girls did charge at each other, and Cassie hit the other girl. "Yes!" Maybe the lightsaber and the intimidation had worked somehow, since she was able to hit the other girl. Now, all she needed to do was not get hit, and she would win. She had the advantage, after all.

Aaaand she stood still, as if purposefully making herself an easier target for the other girl. The blonde sighed, shaking his head. It was a competition, wasn't it? All she had to do was defend herself, or try to get the other girl again to secure her advantage.

Maybe he was a little too invested in this, especially since it was just a friendly competition and he wasn't even participating.

But the other girl missed, even with a clear chance to hit Cassie.

"GO CASSIE! YEAH!" he yelled, loud enough so she could hear. She had won! That was a relief, after she gave her shot of winning completely up to chance. Well, it was really up to the other girl's skill, but really, that was all chance to Drew.

His friend was now a Knight of the Spring Court. How fancy.

For Moderation

Action Leaving to go back to the Enchanted Maze Inventory Wand, lightsaber Allies Cassie Heather McGregor-Martin

Stats Stamina: 10 Evasion: 7 Strength: 15 Wisdom: 4 ArcPower: 10 Accuracy : 7