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Ⓡⓔⓜⓨ easily swiped the ball, then turned to head for the Hufflepuff goals. This time, she wouldn't be nice. This time, she would make his head spin with her throw. She flew away from Dhyl, hoping to use speed to her advantage.

ⓄUT ⓞf ⒸHARACTER

AC: 18
Modifiers: +8 -1 for Rain -1 for Hit
Total Roll: __
01//03
Skills: Good Arm Dang Healthy Swift Swipe
Lives: [✭] [✮] [-1]

If you ʅѻѵϵ me, then Ҭҕɐлҡ Ϋȯʯ!
If you ɦӓτҙ me, then ӺɄҀӃ ϔѲȖ!

Romy was so close now. As he did, his right arm slipped forward on his broom, then he slid himself forward, extending his reach. Maybe... maybe he stood a chance? Maybe she'd sneeze and miss... or something.... He felt bad even thinking that, but he knew he had to win. He had to win for Her. For Anna.

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Romy watched in a sort of trance as Ariana grabbed the Snitch. Tears filled his eyes, threatening to fall, but he held back. "G-good j-job, Ariana." He gave her an awkward sort of bow, then slowly sank toward the ground. Once he had landed in a bit of mud, the teen sighed. He pushed his goggles off, replacing them with his glasses. Soon, drops of water covered them, but not all of it was rain. Maybe he should quit. All he was able to do was fail. No wonder Anna didn't like him... He pushed open the gate, then headed for the castle doors. Maybe he'd go sit under his shower beam and melt. Could he do that? Just melt and wash down the drain?

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{In my notes I write:}

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Ariana enclosed the palm of her hand on the snitch. It took her a minute to realize what happened. When the crowd cheered and the game was called, the redhead realized that the golden snitch was in her hand! When she landed, a very upset looking Romy congratulated her. Right in front of her, the boy sank down onto the ground. "Romy, don't be sad," she pleaded, walking over to him to help him up. Once the boy was up on his feet again, he turned and headed straight for the castle. Just then, Steele approached her from behind, spun her around in an embrace, and kissed her. The redhead played her wet hands on her boyfriend's cheeks and kissed him back. "So did you," she said, smiling brightly.

Armour Class: +17
Modifiers: (looking for snitch +7) (catching snitch +7) (rain -1)
Skills: Sharp Eyes, Great Catch & Natural Flyer
Total Roll:
Post: 3/3 & 1/2
Lives: [1] [2] [3]
Spot: 19+
Catch: 22+

I'll be your soldier, fighting every second of the day for your dreams.
So don't stress, don't cry, we don't need no wings to fly.

Cameron slowly came to his senses. The boy was lying down on his stomach in the muddy grass. When he rolled over, Remy was standing over him. She looked completely and utterly pissed, and the fact that she looked so huge at the moment wasn't helping her seem any less intimidating. Cameron sat up on his butt and stared at the potion in front of him for a moment before chugging it. He avoided eye contact with his captain, knowing that he failed this game. "So, I'm guessing you want me off the team now, huh," he mumbled. It came out almost inaudibly. Maybe last year, Remy knew this would be how he would have played. Maybe it was a good thing he didn't make the team during his first year, or last year, and it might have been better if he didn't make it this year, either. He had to stop being a cocky, egotistic Gryffindor boy, and instead, learn to live with the fact that maybe, there were better beaters in his house. Instead of getting up to storm off to the castle as he would expect himself to do, Cameron stayed seated in the pouring rain, waiting for Remy to give him the answer he did not want to hear.

Armour Class: +16
Aiming At:
Modifiers: (hitting bludger +6) (rain -1)
Skills: Mean Swing, Deft Dodger, Dang Healthy
Total Roll:
Hit Bludger: 4+ without Modifier
Block Bludger: 16+
Lives: [1] [2] [3] [4]

As long as you love me, we could be starving,
we could be homeless, we could be broke. As long as you love me.

((OOC: outfit in right picture))

Ⓡⓔⓜⓨ looked over at Steele, congratulating her. "Yea. Next time you'll miss." Her voice had a tone of finality. She looked away from him, then back to Cam. The younger Gryffindor looked upset. When her wolfish ears picked up his words, she knew why. The Captain plopped beside him in the mud, splashing it on both of them. Her expression changed, turning from anger to a soft, motherly one. "No, Cam, I'm not." Her voice was gentle, almost guilty. "You did really good up there. Sure, you ended up down here, but you still managed to hit the smarmy git. From the sound of it, you broke a couple ribs. That's something I couldn't do. I want you clean and ready for the next game, okay? C'mon. Let's head to the Common Room. We both need to bathe." She stood, then offered her left hand, still not trusting her right.

ⓄUT ⓞf ⒸHARACTER

AC: 18
Modifiers: +8 -1 for Rain -1 for Hit
Total Roll: __
00//03
Skills: Good Arm Dang Healthy Swift Swipe
Lives: [✭] [✮] [-1]

If you ʅѻѵϵ me, then Ҭҕɐлҡ Ϋȯʯ!
If you ɦӓτҙ me, then ӺɄҀӃ ϔѲȖ!

∞Fifth Year∞Hufflepuff∞Chaser∞Single∞

Dhyl didn't have time to smile once Ari caught the Snitch. He knew he wouldn't have much time to do anything once his adrenaline wore off. He flew to the goals, then enveloped his younger sister in a gentle hug. "Good game, Mouse." His voice was raspy, but he expected it. Minn, however, did not. She squeaked and asked if he was okay. After he claimed he was, the two landed. Minn went to skip off the field, then noticed Dhyl walking the other way. Blue eyes locked on their target, then his feet followed. "Congrats Heather! You did great!" He offered her a smile, then a side-hug of utmost awkwardness. After Heather, he walked to Ariana.... and Steele. Congrats Ariana! We couldn't have won without our star Seeker!" He hugged her as well, then walked away, not acknowledging Steele in the least. When he returned to his sister's side, the two held hands and left the Pitch.

{Exit}
AC: 15
Modifiers: +5 -1 for Rain -1 for Injuries
Total Roll:
00//03
Skills: Good Arm Dang Healthy Swift Swipe
Lives: [∞] [∞] [∞] [∞]
Scores: 00//00