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Post by Xarian Heart on Jul 28, 2005 1:40:13 GMT
It was long after Xarian should have been in the common room studying, but she was having trouble sleeping. The loss of her team was getting to her. You should have done better. Plenty of teams have won in the past without ceatching that dumb gold thing...
With her old, tattered broom, she pushed off, desiding that it wouldn't happen again. With ball in hand, she did her excercizes.
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Post by denton on Jul 28, 2005 21:46:17 GMT
*Denton Walked out onto the field with his broom after watching Xarian practice for a few minutes.*
"Mind if I join you?"
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Post by Xarian Heart on Jul 28, 2005 22:57:05 GMT
She stopped, and smiled down at him. "No, not at all. Need a few pointers?"
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Post by denton on Jul 28, 2005 23:03:12 GMT
* he pushed off the ground and floated till he was level with Xarian*
"Yeah, Quidditch isn't that popular in America so I don't have much experience."
* he said as he scratched the back of his head*
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Post by Xarian Heart on Jul 28, 2005 23:05:15 GMT
She knew very well that she could beat him in quidditch. She took the ball in her hands. "How about we just fly around and pass back and forth?"
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Post by denton on Jul 28, 2005 23:11:20 GMT
"Alright."
*he said as he got ready to catch the ball*
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Post by Xarian Heart on Jul 28, 2005 23:14:42 GMT
She passed it to him. "That is the quaffle. It's the ball Chasers and Keepers are most interested in. Your goal is to get that ball into one of those three hoops over there. The keeper, if we had one, would try and stop you."
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Post by denton on Jul 28, 2005 23:16:26 GMT
* He caught the bal and nodded as he looked at the hoops, he then tossed the ball back over to Xarian*
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Post by Xarian Heart on Jul 28, 2005 23:19:51 GMT
She smiled. "Let me show you how it's done."
She clenched the ball under her arm so that it didn't have a chance of getting knocked away. Gripping the handle of her broom, she urged it forword, racing to the hoops. She through with all her might, despite the injury from the last game, and the ball sailed through the center hoop. Before it fell to the ground, she ducked inbetween the hoops and caught it.
She passed it back to him. "Now you try."
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Post by denton on Jul 28, 2005 23:24:57 GMT
*He caught the ball and nodded. He leaned forward on his broom and began to travel toward the loops, when he was close enough he chucked the ball through one of the loops. He caught the ball before it hit the ground and flew back to Xarian*
"Like that?"
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Post by Xarian Heart on Jul 28, 2005 23:28:22 GMT
She smiled. "Form needs work, but not bad."
As the sentence ended, she dodged a large black ball that flew at her at top speed. "That" She muttered, a little surprised. "Was a bludger. Nasty things. Beaters have to hit that at the other team without letting one hit us."
She rolled up her robe sleeve revieling a large black and blue bruise on her shoulder that was swollen to about the size of the quaffle. "Gave me that."
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Post by denton on Jul 28, 2005 23:30:59 GMT
*He whistled at the sight of her bruise*
"Nice one, looks like one a got when I got slugged in the back by this on..."
*He was unable to finish his sentance as he was slammed in the back by one of the Bludgers*
"Gahhh! That hurts!"
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Post by Xarian Heart on Jul 28, 2005 23:33:01 GMT
She hissed, remembering what that felt like. "You going to be alright? They hurt."
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Post by denton on Jul 28, 2005 23:35:27 GMT
*He rubbed his back*
"Yeah, I've had worse, going to be intersting trying to sleep though."
*he said with a chuckle as he dodged an oncoming bludger, knowing now what it felt like to slamed in the back by one*
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Post by Xarian Heart on Jul 28, 2005 23:37:29 GMT
She shook her head. "The last thing is the snitch." She held up the little golden ball that she hadn't released yet. "Ceatching this ends the game and gives that team 150 points...each goal with the quaffle is only worth 10."
She sighed. "It was the downfall of my game the other day. But it's alright....You want to try to ceatch it?"
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