Daisy watched as the Ravenclaw Keeper caught the ball and this is when she really snapped into the game. She quickly focused on the Ravenclaw chaser girl and flew after her. Then Daisy reached out to try and steal the ball and..... O.o.C:
***************** Character Info
Friends: Dominic and Belle
Crush: Dominic, just a little though.
Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2012 6:00 pm
"Got it!" Shina called as she caught the Quaffle and tucked it tight against her side. Leaning low over her broom, Shina poured on the speed, the top of the line broom responding like a dream. Dodging around a Slytherin Chaser, Shina lobbed the Quaffle to Chase.
Circling her own teammates, Belle's blonde wisps of hair slapped her neck as the wind tore through the bun in her hair. Green misted eyes ripped through the pitch, left and right, over and over and over as she tore the field apart for the snitch. Soon enough she took the heavens, a bit surprised she hadn't crossed paths with her opponent, Tristain. She pursed her lips, the intense ferocity of her gaze vigil, and trained to find the elusive golden sparkle of the mischievous tiny ball.
Ronyo's initial shot missed and both Vanessa and Dasiy's first pass at stealing had not gone well either. However one miss did not a loss make. Far from it in fact because Ronyo knew that his key players were up to the challenge of doing their job while he worked out the Ravenclaw strategy and went about countering it.
As the quaffle was passed Ronyo smiled seeing the move he expected, the two chasers from earlier now would likely toss back and forth to destabilize the stealers and make Ronyo's shots require split second aim to fire on the correct player. That didn't mean Ronyo had to follow that idea however, for the best way to stop a plan is by going at it from a different direction.
Pulling up Ronyo took off back up high knowing Daisy and Vanessa would work on hassling Chase should he catch the quaffle. If they continued to buzz him from two different direction they could destabilize his flying and maybe even throw off his aim when he passed. In the upper part of the arena Ronyo found what he was looking for, the other bludger coming at him from his left. The Captain of the Slytherin team pulled up and did a snap turn and inverted himself to slam the bludger while he was upside down and send it hurtling down towards Shina. Ronyo would try and cut off Chases options when it came to passing, giving the serpent chasers more opportunity to take the quaffle back.
Shina locked her legs around her broom and rolled. The Bludger careened by above her while she was inverted. Rolling back upright, she zipped forward, getting in position to catch another pass.
Dominic felt a grin creep on his face as Ronyos shout of encouragement had fueled his his adrenaline and he leaned forward gripping his broom tightly as he soared after the Ravenclaw chasers, eyeing a passing bludger he charged for it head on. A spark of fire cast by the sun struck his oceanic eyes as he swung his batting arm back and hurled it into the bludger straight for Shina.
Chase Henrick ~ Ravenclaw Chaser ::: Second Year ~
{Life 1} {Life 2} {Life 3}
The opponents were getting quite annoying, with all the bludgers and stealing attempts. Well, Chase was sure they felt the same way when they had the quaffle. As soon as the quaffle touched his hands, he sent it flying back to Shina, being absolutely sure that the bludger would miss his teammate.
"The person who tries to live alone will not succeed as a human being. His heart withers if it does not answer another heart. His mind shrinks away if he hears only the echoes of his own thoughts and finds no other inspiration." - Pearl S. Buck
With the two misses Ronyo dove in and pulled hard to stay above the main area of play but still keep up with the moving. They were getting closer, and with the passing doing it faster than the Slytherin team had done a few moments ago. Ronyo flipped and banked hard again to use gravity once again to increase his speed so he could move forward of the Ravenclaw chasers. He found the bludger Dominic had just sent at Shina and with a smack sent it back the way it came, this time aimed at Chase. The chasers could deal with Shina Ronyo needed to work on limiting the options of the opposing team's chasers still.
Shina plucked the Quaffle neatly out of the air. The Bludger flew by below her, having been aimed just a bit too low. Speeding away, Shina acted like she was going to pass to Rosemarie, before suddenly swerving sharply and passing back to Chase.
After her first steal attempt, Vanessa pulled away a bit to try and get an idea of any patterns the chasers happened to have. there was a couple of fake out but right now it just seemed to be simple passing back and forth between members.
Tristain was beginning to get irritated with both herself and the tiny golden ball that seemed to so effortlessly evade her. She whipped her broom around at the edge of the pitch and began to double back in the other direction, hoping her luck was better the second time around. Her eyes wide and scanning the air, eager for a chance to win the game for her team, the Ravenclaw gripped the neck of her broom more tightly and began to quicken her pace.
"Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind." - William Shakespeare
Her teeth gritted and her eyes narrowing in hopes of bettering her chances of spotting the snitch, Tristain decided to switch up her plan. Now, instead of crissing and crossing back and forth up the field, she eased off to the edge and began to circle the pitch, making sure to keep her pace steady and her broom steadier.
"Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind." - William Shakespeare
Daisy flew faster towards Shina so she could try and steal again. Before she looked back at her good friends Belle and Dominic to see they were doing good. Daisy then turned again and reached to the Ravenclaw girl... O.o.C:
It appeared that it was just not her day. As she circled the pitch, her eyes dancing across the field, eagerly sifting for the golden snitch, Tristain began to become more and more frustrated.
Slowly, she began to shorten her laps so that she began to ease her way closer and closer in towards the center of the pitch, still doing her best to keep positive.
"Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind." - William Shakespeare
