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PostPosted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 12:11 pm


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♞ Dhylan Nolynn ♞
| Chaser | First Year | Hufflepuff |

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Dhyl kept flying, but unfortunatly didn't see Ronyo's bludger. It slammed hard into the side of the first year's head, causing him to gasp with pain. He grit his teeth and touched his head with a shaky hand. He nearly fainted when his hand came back dripping with blood. He floated on his broom, trying to maintain his balance. Someone else would have to steal. He was more determined not to die.

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PostPosted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 12:54 pm


So you wanna call me the devils' advocate
But you don't even know the half of it
I was raised to believe in miracles
My life is so cold
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Nothing, nowhere. She rounded the pitch once again, never once catching the sight of the treasured ball. Her gloved fingers coiled tighter on the handle of her broom, an ivory polish of enchanted white wood and flew higher, and higher up. The little devil of a ball was playing tricks with her, it had to be, why else could she always find it during practices—but never during the games? She had lost all track of time, no longer aware of how long she had been soaring across the blistering skies and tearing through the winds on her hunt. A determined, stoic mask callously placed upon delicate features as her lithe frame swooped like a serpentine blur in the skies using every angle at her disposal to catch the bloody snitch.


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Desires: Between 40-45 to Spot
Troubles: Five Turns to Catch Snitch

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PostPosted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 1:06 pm




𝕯ominic 𝕸ontague
𝔖𝔩𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯i𝔫 𝔓𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡
𝔉irst 𝔜ear, 𝔅eater

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All around him, he heard their voices, but they drowned out in the midst of the daring crowd that rumbled with vengeance and victory. He heard his teammates, and just moments before it was too late, he swerved left and whipped around as Vanessa raced ahead to the scoring zone and took aim. Immediately, he burst around and began gently began to make his way across his field on the hot pursuit of its chasers and beaters, only scarcely allowing a shred of moments focus backward as the quaffle slowly burst forward through the air and spiraled toward the goals, their keeper, Steele Thompson, too far out of his vision to determine victory now. Just then, he spotted a bludger. It spiraled vicious and mad, writhing and curving at deadly angles until it soared straight for him—just then, he noticed his captain had just fired, and struck, an opponent, the very same one Dominic had already set his sights on.

At last minute, his bat slammed forth and with mere bloody instinct on his side he fired off another blow to their beater, Heather.

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PostPosted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 1:17 pm


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Fifth Year/ Slytherin Quidditch Captain/ Beater
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The shot had been true and collided with Dhylan giving Vanessa time to focus on her shot. The blow had struck the boy in the head, not where Ronyo had wished to be his target but that was the nature of that spinning shot. It was meant to confuse and strike at odd angles to make it harder to dodge, but when it hit the location was not something Ronyo could have control over. Seeing the boy wobble on his broom for a moment and then bring a hand away with red hue had Ronyo wishing he had not used the technique.

With a quick dash forward and around Ronyo brought himself alongside Dhylan and grabbed the boys broom handle to steady it as the boy appeared dazed. He hovered in position as he looked to the boy and at his head. The helmet had been just a touch high and not covered the area struck by the bludger, something that had Ronyo wished had been his remarkable accuracy but if that had been the case the blow would have been on the boy’s shoulder. Ronyo held up three fingers to the boy as he looked in his eyes to make sure they were still focusing.

“Dhylan!? Hey how many fingers am I holding up? Sorry about the head shot, it was not where I had hoped the crazy little bludger to hit. Here, “Ronyo pulled out some cloth he carried with him during games, something that was proving handy to have, and placed it on the area of blood and pulled the boy’s helmet to keep it secure, “Keep that there to help stop the bleeding, and see about getting a better helmet from the school if you can after the game.”

Ronyo knew he would have to fire on Dhylan again during the game; it was inevitable as he was a chaser, but Ronyo did not wish to cause series pain to another person. It was an odd contradiction of Ronyo position in the team. His role as beater served as a protective one and one able to distract and help push back opposing players, but at the same time he had to cause pain In order to make it happen. Ronyo constantly told himself the refs and the medical staff on hand could take care of almost any injury caused, but that didn’t mean Ronyo did not carry the burden of each hit. Still it was his job to send bludger after bludger at people, and he would rather it be him to do it so there was some control by him in the amount of damage done, or at least sometimes there was.

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PostPosted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 1:48 pm


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Heather Stevia Hawthorn
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Heather flew around the pitch, dodging bludger after bludger. Slytherin was trying to score, and then... WHACK! The familiar sound of bludger on bat filled her ears. She turned, thinking that the bludger would be headed at her, but instead found it hurtling towards Dhylan. She judged the cannonball's speed and momentum, and after some quick calculations, gasped in fright. She quickly sped off towards Dhylan, wanting to try to protect him. But she was too late. The bludger smacked into the first year's head, leaving a bloody trail going down his head. "Dhylan!" she screamed as she raced towards her friend, flying through what seemed like the longest void of space ever in existence. Once she reached him and Ronyo, she was panting from freaking out. "Oh my gosh... Dhyl. Are you gonna be okay? Tell me he's gonna be okay." she said, directing her last question at Ronyo. Sure, he was the enemy right now, but he was her elder, and she was freaking out, and he probably knew what to do in a moment like this.

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PostPosted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 2:00 pm


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♞ Dhylan Nolynn ♞
| Chaser | First Year | Hufflepuff |

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Dhyl blinked his eyes, trying to remember what had just happened. He felt someone touching his head, and heard voices. He looked slowly over to a Slytherin... Ronyo? Why was he right here?! his was quidditch! Chasers gotta fly! He noticed the fifth year holding up fingers. Had he been hit?! "I-I... What happened?" he asked, his words slurring together. He saw Heather here too, and held a bloody hand out to her. "Qua...quaffle...." he slurred.

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PostPosted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 2:11 pm


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Ronyo Storm - Slytherin
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Seeing the young Hufflepuff beater come to her friends add was a comfort, even if Ronyo reminded himself this was the house of loyalty. He smiled at Heather, oddly enough the same girl who had appeared to wish to take him down for his earlier attempts, and gave her a nod as he could see Dhylan still had fight left in him.

“He’s tough and I don’t think a silly bludger would be enough to take him out. Still the blow was not meant for his head, and his helmet appears not to fit like it should. He should be fine, and once he gets some adrenaline from playing in him should be more than able to keep playing. He’ll have to make a trip to the hospital wing to get healed, but then I will likely as well so I’ll make sure he gets there,” Ronyo put a hand on his shoulder where the chaotic bludger had slipped by him during a hit,” There is still a game going on so let’s get back to it, I’ll do my best to keep the bludgers lower but those little buggers don’t always do what they should when hit.”

With a nod Ronyo moved away from the opposing team to line up with his own team and get back into the game in full. He knew he couldn’t stop and check each player he hit but then not every player he hit was in the head and had a bloody outcome from it. He would personally give Dhylan a few passes to get his senses back but once the boy showed he was back in full he would have to fire on the boy again to keep him away from Vanessa.

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PostPosted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 3:13 pm


Devin, rotating on the broom, but never moving, tried to find the ball but still had no luck. Maybe hr would find it this time.

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PostPosted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 3:14 pm


Devin flew around as fast as he can, hoping maybe he could find it whole zipping around.

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Essy ze Ninja rolled 10 10-sided dice: 1, 10, 6, 10, 4, 6, 1, 3, 9, 4 Total: 54 (10-100)
PostPosted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 3:34 pm


So you wanna call me the devils' advocate
But you don't even know the half of it
I was raised to believe in miracles
My life is so cold
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Fourth Year, Slytherin Seeker
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Climbing higher and higher in altitude, Belle rose above the crowd as she sought out the tiny, agile ball. No matter where she turned it never seemed to appear, she was ready to scream, but she knew she couldn’t—not out here. She bit her lip and carried on, whipping fast around for a tight ninety degree turn as she pivoted just before running into a column decked in blue and bronze before hurtling down the other end of the field. She climbed even higher, until her teammates were just tidbits of specks in her vision. Her focus thrashed with her near collision, she couldn’t fathom how she had almost dazed out of her world, especially with the trauma that could have resulted. Tightening her lips, keen pale green eyes tore the field again and again.


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Desires: Between 40-45 to Spot
Troubles: Five Turns to Catch Snitch

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PostPosted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 4:11 pm


Devin sought out the snitch and was starting to become frustrated. He was frustrated, but looking at Belle's golden hair did calm him a bit.
PostPosted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 5:43 pm


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Katrina Varren

Second Year Hufflepuff
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Where am I? Quidditch Pitch
What am I doing? Second game versus Slytherin
What am I thinking? Block it!


Katrina cursed under her breath as Vanessa took the shot at her goal. She hoped that Steele would block the shot, since that would tie up the score. She glanced to where Heather was still tending to Dhyl and flew over to them. You okay Dhyl?" she asked, while watching to see if Steele would block the shot.

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PostPosted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 6:31 pm


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Soemtimes you need to step back.....


Vanessa really wanted to know what happened to the other team. But she didn't dear take her eye off the goals and seeing if her throw would be blocked. As soon as the ball soared through the hoops with no interruption she let out an excited shout. What ever had been bugging her earlier was clearly no longer the case. She turned around to see what was going on, having watch the whole even partially from her peripheral vision but wanted to know more if she scored or not. She frowned at the site she saw. No wonder there wasn't any opposition to her goal. It was just not that first years day. Though the fifth year did have to admit, the young man was pretty resilient. Not many people, much less an 11 year old would still remain on their broom after taking a bludger to the head. In fact most professionals would be out from that.

....in order to see it all.


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((It's been six hours since I posted my score attempt so it's an open goal score. Oh by the way the only position with a helmet is the Keeper, so yeah, Dhyln took the bludger directly to the head.))
PostPosted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 6:35 pm


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Katrina Varren

Second Year Hufflepuff
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Where am I? Quidditch Pitch
What am I doing? Second game versus Slytherin
What am I thinking? Bloody hell...


Kat cursed aloud when Steele failed to block the shot and quickly recovered the Quaffle, turning in the air. She took off down the field, muttering under her breath as she considered who would cream her first, Ronyo or Dominic.

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PostPosted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 6:46 pm


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With the score of the goal Ronyo nodded to Vanessa and held up a thumb to the chaser. Again she scored first for their team and showed why she was part of it. It was no time to be cheering as Ronyo could see Katrina take the quaffle and dash off to un-tip the balanced score once again. With a smile Ronyo took off on his broom but made a quick flyby of the beater and chaser from the Hufflepuffs. He made a quick and sharp turn to continue his forward momentum but while he faced sideways in the drift to offer a wave and a wink showing he hoped they would not let him get to Katrina without a fight. He wanted to light the fire under both of them so they would stop concern over the wound and but blood to boil and come at him. Not always the best idea towards ones opponent, but in the case of friendly competition Ronyo would not let those he felt capable sit on their laurels.

With a quick pull and dive turn Ronyo brought himself back to forward and on to seek out a bludger. He found one as it moved across the pitch looking to cause some manner of chaos. Ronyo thought to help the wild little enchanted orb by bringing bat to ball and sending it on its way towards Katrina.

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