17 Sep 2024, 20:11
Flying and Friendship
ANNALIESE CALLAWAY
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Date: 09/17/24 | Time: 06:00 | Outfit: ✕ | CC: #c75000
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Date: 09/17/24 | Time: 06:00 | Outfit: ✕ | CC: #c75000
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─────School broom in hand, - she hadn’t been allowed to bring the one she used back home because her mother didn’t trust her with an expensive one, even though they were far better made - Annaliese made her way to the Quidditch pitch in the early hours of the morning with the hope that she’d have it to herself, the lonesome sound of her crunching footsteps on the dirt footpath following her.
As she stepped out onto the Quidditch pitch, the dark of the night slowly giving way to the soft glow of morning light, Annaliese took a deep inhale, the frosty air stinging her nostrils. She had finally found some free time to get on her broom within the stressful first weeks of school. It had been ages since she had gone this long without flying and she was itching to get back to it.
Mounting her broom, Annaliese kicked off and lifted into the air, the familiar movements coming back all too easily. She hovered there for a moment, enjoying the feeling of simply being suspended in the air, her feet dangling over the ground far below. Despite knowing, living, and breathing magic, she always seemed to get a rush from it. But the moment was fleeting for there was something Annaliese craved even more - speed.
Nothing else mattered when she was on a broom - it was just her, the wood underneath her, and the wind rushing about. This was her outlet, how she took out her stress and frustration. The faster she went, the more her worries fell away and the less she had to think.
Annaliese started off with a steady few laps around the significantly smaller stadium to familiarize herself with the layout, before she eagerly began to increase her speed, leaning forward on the broom as the wind whipped past her, bringing tears to her eyes. She weaved around the goalposts, adjusting to the maneuverability of the school broom. She could only go so fast on it but it worked well enough to sate her desires.
Suddenly, Annaliese turned and dove towards the ground, the grass rushing up at her before she pulled up sharply at the last second, grinning as the adrenaline pumped through her veins. After practicing a few more maneuvers, testing her flying abilities after a few weeks of being on the ground, Annaliese eventually stopped for a break, much to her own reluctance.
The sun was now beginning to poke up out of the horizon, casting its gentle rays across the purplish-blue sky. Annaliese admired the way the light fell across the crumbling walls around her as she took a sip of water, enjoying the peace and quiet.
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| 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉: @Accalia Avalon | 𝑾𝒄 : 446 |
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| 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉: @Accalia Avalon | 𝑾𝒄 : 446 |
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Accalia Avalon
18 Sep 2024, 00:47
Flying and Friendship
(I Love how you structure your post, do you mind if I mimic?)
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ACCALIA AVALON
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Date: 18/09/24 | Time: 08:36 | Outfit:
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Date: 18/09/24 | Time: 08:36 | Outfit:
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─────Making her way down to the Quidditch field, Accalia was practically skipping with each step, her excitement impossible to contain. It had been far too long since she’d soared through the air, and now that she finally had permission to use the school brooms well her excitement was undeniable.
She felt a sense of freedom bubbling up inside her at the thought of flying again. With the wind in her hair and the open sky ahead, she could almost taste the thrill of taking off from the ground.
Not content with just riding however, Accalia had also sought approval to bring along a bludger and a bat, it had been a lot of begging and no small amount of pleading but she'd been given a practice ball and bat to beat around the pitch, the idea of practicing her favorite sport again after such a long break was all she could think about.
She’d missed the rush of chasing after the bludger, the feel of the bat connecting with it, and the satisfaction of sending it soaring across the field only to smack hard into whatever she was aiming it towards, the satisfying crack of splintering wood from trees she'd used as target practice back at home, now that the chance to get back into practicing her game was finally here nothing could possibly keep her grounded.
Tossing and circling the bat as she went she noticed soaring above the air was another flyer, she was not certain from this distance but it appeared to be another Gryffindor woman, hopping on her broom, slinging the practice beater over her back she gently let the broom take her up to the sky, set to hover above the Quidditch pitch, the familiar sensation of her stomach seeking an escape through the soles of her feet before becoming stabilized and she sped over.
As she did so she watched as the girl dove towards the ground, impressed by the sharp turning and accuracy, watching with no hidden admiration as the other girl truly brought out the best of what these school brooms with all their limiters could do.
As the girl stopped for a break Accalia saw her chance to make her way over, she hated to disturb the beautiful serenity of the sun poking through the horizon, lighting up the early morning flyer, but as the purplish-blue sky slowly shifted to the bright rising of the sun that only the earliest of risers and the latest of those headed to bed could enjoy she waved and called out.
"Morning! I was not expecting anyone to be out this early, usually the school is a ghost town at dawn" she greeted in a slight laughing sing-songy voice.
"I must say you are an amazing flyer! Sorry that I didn't say hi earlier, but I was positively entranced!"
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| 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉: @@Annaliese Callaway | 𝑾𝒄 : 510 |
‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊
| 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉: @@Annaliese Callaway | 𝑾𝒄 : 510 |
‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊
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