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 Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 12:41 pm
Maybe she pushed off too hard but before she knew it the broom took to the air, with her clinging on for dear life. " Help."
It started shaking back and forth as if trying to rid itself of it's rider. Sii wrapped her arms around it and held on. Seems her fears over the unruly broom were well justified. Soon the broom was diving towards the ground and spinning. Sii felt the contents of her stomach try to leave but she just barely managed to get them to stay still.
After a good fight the broom settled down and hovered where it was supposed to be. Siianna probably looked a little green when she was able to sit back up on the broom.
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Minyaagar rolled 1 10-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 12:52 pm
Dorian was rather pleased when the broom came up to his hand with little incident. He smiled, and then following the teacher's instructions he swung his right leg over the broom, straddled it and pushed off from the ground.
He was slowly ascended into the sky and then the broom came to a stop at about the same height as the teacher was. Well that hadn't been too hard. he glanced down at the other second years as they tried to follow the instructions. "Come on, you can do it!" He called encouragingly.
He watched with unease as a gryffindor girl was shook around by her broom and nearly slid off. "Don't let go!" he called out and hoped that her broom wasn't going to buck her off. Finally the broom settled down and the girl was able to swing back up into the broom upright, though her face was a sickly green color.
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The Feeling Is Gone rolled 1 10-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 5:05 pm
Quillan was about to reassure Moa that he wouldn't tell--that he wouldn't dream of doing that to Moa, of course. She was far too innocent--in fact, Quillan was just enjoying the fact that she was cheating just made his heart warm and fuzzy. Instead, he decided to tease her some. "Ooooo," He began, grinning at her and making "tsk tsk" noises at her. "Someone's being bad," He gave her a crooked smile, winking at her.
However, the smile was wiped off his face when the Professor barked at her. "What a prune!" Quillan muttered to Moa as the professor kept talking. "Don't let what she said get to you--she's just some testosterone pumped Gryffindor anyway..." How could someone yell at Moa of all people? She looked like she was about to cry! With that said, Quillan reassuringly placed his hand on her shoulder, giving her a smile. "It's okay, honestly."
After the teacher was done with instructions--while he kept a careful eye on Moa--Quillan wedged the broom between his legs and did a quick jump off the ground.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 5:07 pm
The broom was steady where it hovered, which caused an arrogant smile to appear on Quillan's face. Like taking candy from a baby... He thought to himself, pulling the broom up a bit--hovering almost past the three foot mark--and tucked his feet near the bristles.
With that done, he glanced back to Moa to see how she was doing.
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Ottolla Nico rolled 1 10-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 8:04 pm
Moa felt her cheeks burn at Quillan's teasing, but at the same time, she could tell he was just making fun. Despite feeling guilty at her wrongdoing, she was able to smile at him, and even laughed a bit at his wink. But all her mustered confidence and good humor left when the professor yelled at her for cheating. She dropped the broom as if it had burnt her and stepped away from it quickly.
"Oh!" She squeaked out. While she had felt that it was cheating, she didn't think it was anything so bad that the teacher would yell at her. Even though the yell was probably just because Moa was so far away, and really it was her own fault for doing something so sinister in the first place. Moa's hands fisted around the hem of her vest, and she pulled at it hard to try and distract herself. She really hadn't meant to cause such trouble.
Moa looked up at Quill through her bangs and nodded slightly. "Y-yeah." Don't let the professor bring you down. She's just a... a prude. You can do it, Moa. You can- don't cry! Stop it! You're being ridiculous. Just- just breathe! You can totally pick up that stupid broom with magic. See? Quill believes in you! She felt Quill's hand on her shoulder and she nodded again. "It- it's fine." It was She was fine. Everything was... fine. She could do this!
Steeling herself, she tried to get the broom to fly into her hand, even though she felt stupid as everyone moved on to the next step in flying. This was the exact thing she had been trying to prevent! "I can do this!" She continued trying for a few minuets, bottom lip bitten raw and right hand constantly tugging at her vest, but eventually she got it.
She held the broom tight with both hands as she spun to face Quill, who was floating the proper height in the air. When she looked up to him- gosh, he seemed so tall on a broom!- she smiled at him. "I did it!" She almost shouted in excitement, but she tried to shrink a bit afterwards, feeling as though it shouldn't be something to be proud of. After all, pretty much everyone else was already in the air. She bit the inside of her cheek to try to spare her lip.
"I... I'll try the, um, the next... the next s-step. Y-yea?" Moa pulled the broom away from her body and shifted it low enough to swing her leg over it. She pulled at the blue shorts she wore under her school-regulated skirt and tried to find a comfortable way to sit on the broom while still standing, so a weird sort of half sit that was really a full stand? She frowned at the broom, holding it probably a bit too tightly, before she realized that, if she let go, the broom was essentially hovering by itself. However, it was only hovering itself. When she... jumped? was it going to hover her as well. She looked over at Quill, who seemed to find it easy, and figured that the only way to find out was to try, so she closed her eyes, shifted her grip, and kicked off.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 10:38 pm
Moa waited for a moment, feeling slightly weightless when her feet didn't re-connect with the ground, but still heavy enough to press down on the broom. Slowly, she opened first her left eye, then her right, as she realized she was flying- or, well... hovering, technically. She smiled down at the broom, feeling a bit too unsteady to look over at her friend, but she none-the-less hoped that he realized her small bit of excitement was directed at him.
She tried to simultaneously lighten her grip, which was starting to hurt, and adjust herself better on the broom, since it also hurt, but all it got her was a shaky handle on her balance which made her squeak slightly and push herself closer to the broom so she wouldn't fall off. But doing that, made the broom start to go forward, so she tried to sit back also, but when she pulled at the handle, the broom assumed she wanted to go up, and so drifted her higher than Quill for a few moments, before she was able to force it down to his level once more by pushing the front back down. It took her a minuet or so to get the broom at an appropriated height, as well as level with the ground, and she finally felt confidant enough in her abilities to look away from the wood towards her friend.
"Look, Quill. I'm in the air!" She said to him in an excited, but much lower volume than her previous exclamation. "I did it!" She hissed, smiling wide.
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2012 7:20 am
This time around, it looked like the second years weren't having much trouble--minus a girl who nearly was bucked from her broom. "Good recovery," Professor Drake complimented, amused with how sick the girl was looking, "Are you alright, though?"
Besides that, however, since most of the kids were in the air by now, Professor Drake decided to continue the lesson. "Nextly, class!" She rose her voice so the chattering would stop, "You are going to slowly fly around the field. Riding a broom involves shifting your weight from side to side and willing the broom forward." Why did she have a feeling that this would go horribly awry? "I want everyone to take it slow for now and make sure to spread out! I don't want any midair collisions. Also! No higher than ten feet, alright?"
Round Three:
- Your kid is going to be moving around on the broom--they can go above 3 feet but not higher than 10.
List of Events:
- Round One (7/21/2012)
- Round Two (7/23/2012)
- Round Three (7/28/2012)
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Charmaine Kitteridge rolled 1 10-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 8:24 am
Vonali didn't have Siianna's good manners so when she saw the trouble Sii was having she just laughed and laughed. She almost fell off her broom before forcing herself to calm down in time to hear the Professor.
Alright time to test her skills. Slowly she tilted the broom up testing her ability to fly.
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 8:32 am
It seemed she might have guided her broom wrong because in a flash she was on the ground with the broom laying listlessly under her. With a grumble and a few choice words and threats for the broom she started over.
Standing next to the broom she commanded it up. It hesitated so with a stomp and a gritted mouth she tried it again. She nodded once as it jumped to her hand. That was a bit more like it.
She straddled the broom and pushed off. The broom thankfully took her back to her spot before her flying attempt. So far so good she thought. And with a determined smile she pulled the broom up to gain some distance between her and the ground.
The broom seemed to have learned it's lesson and followed her directions with ease. Now satisfied with her progress she looked at her fellow yearmates to see how they were faring.
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Charmaine Kitteridge rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 8:41 am
Siianna leaned over her hovering broom and closed her eyes willing the nausea to go away. Hearing the professor ask if she was ok she nodded once. She just needed a minute to regroup. Taking a few deep breaths and laying still she was able to open her eyes just in time to see Von take to the air.
" Well joy, I get to follow Miss Bully." Sitting up straight Siianna took a deep breath and steered her broom back up into the sky. "Here goes"
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 8:48 am
Her broom went no where. With a sigh she tried tugging on the handle and got no response, it didn't even turn. Still not feeling at her top she laid her head down for a moment and leaned her whole body to the left. The broom surprisingly moved. Curious now, still laying on the broom she leaned to the right, again the broom moved.
With a smile and a stern jerk up she and the broom went straight up and for a moment it looked like she was walking up into the clouds. Pushing down on the broom she and it leveled off about the same level as Vonali. With a grin Siianna sat up and dusted off her robes. Seems she could do this after all. With a taunting wink at Vonali, Sii leaned left and took off in another direction.
The wind in her hair felt glorious and in that moment she was free. Free from her crappy family. Free from her responsibilities, she got the same feeling from her sword practices and yet this, this was apart of her new world, not the one she had now left behind. And it was liberating.
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The Feeling Is Gone rolled 1 10-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 4:56 pm
Quillan grinned at Moa, "You are, aren't you?" He gave a laugh, amused about how amazed she was that she was flying. More than anything, he was glad that Moa wasn't doing anything--well, Moa-ish. She was known for being excessively clumsy--he knew that first hand. If anyone, he'd expect Moa to either fall off the broom or somehow manage to get smacked by the broom. So far, this was a success!
When the professor started talking again, Quill frowned and narrowed his eyes. What a dweeb, he thought--what did it mean to just feel the movement? That sounded janky! When she was done, Quillan... attempted to move the broom?
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Minyaagar rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 10:55 pm
Dorian was glad to see that Quill had done rather well on his broom so far. Even if they weren't on speaking terms or happy with one another, Dorian didn't wish the other boy any ill will. Which considering how Quill had ostracized him over choosing a girl over him was quite something. The crazy kid still believed that girls could give cooties. Dorian sighed and flicked some stray hairs out of his face as he turned his attention back to the teacher who was now speaking again.
It wasn't really anything new to him. It sounded like stuff his father had told him ages ago, though had never really allowed him to practice. Probably because his father had wanted to be there when he did it and never had a spare moment these days to do that. Dorian sighed. He rather wished his father had spent more time with him over the summer. He had kept having to leave to deal with business and Dorian had been left to his own vices. Sure he had his grandparents to watch over him, but they were so old that they didn't really care to try to engage him in anything other than old card games and cribbage.
Dorian willed his broom to go higher, and stopped at about 8 feet. He didn't really take time to look around any longer than he needed to see where the other students were. He had no wish to collide with another student, he knew that would end up very badly for both students, especially at this height.
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 11:06 pm
Dorian willed his broom forward, and the darn thing wouldn't move one inch. He frowned and glanced down. The ground was really far away. "Come on, you can do this." He muttered more to himself than the broom.
He glanced around to see if anyone had noticed. With a deep sigh, he closed his eyes and envisioned the broom moving easily forward. When he opened his eyes he saw that the broom had moved, but only a few feet from where he had been before.
"Come on, please move." Dorian begged under his breath, willing once more for the broom to move.
Finally the broom moved, though it was going at a rather slow pace. Dorian figured it was going around five to six miles an hour. He figured that would be perfectly fine. He leaned to the right and rather enjoyed the slow curve the broom made. He kept leaning back and forth from left and right, practicing swerving. He was overjoyed with how free flying made him feel. He could do this for hours!
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