Physical Education

[hdmaster_cid]

Name(s): Riza Hawkeye, open to all students
Location: Outside!
Week: 48
Time: All day
Rating: PG - PG-13

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[tothegunshow]

Riza wondered why Elizabeth hadn't answered her question, but didn't pursue the matter. She nodded and smiled at the two girls and let them move over to the side, if it would help Komachi improve.

She hadn't missed the arrival of another student. She was, after all, known for her sharp eyesight and a fully qualified auror; 'The Hawks' Eye' didn't miss anything. "Glad you could join us, Mr. Phantomhive," she greeted blandly to the student behind her. "That's five points from Slytherin and detention this evening in my office for tardiness." If Riza recalled correctly, Ciel had tried numerous times to get out of class and it was time to clamp down on it.

She turned around to face him, face stern. She handed him a broom from the chest and told him the instructions the class was given and looked at him expectantly to take off from the ground. If Ciel was hoping to escape by broom, he was out of luck. For safety measures Riza had cast a shield charm over the Quidditch pitch which prevented students from leaving the area, especially when their flying skills were questionable.

[timefordressup]

Lizzie nodded happily and started off to the side of the field with Komachi. "So, what are you having trouble with? I can watch you first and then see what's wrong if you want me too." She smiled kindly. Lizzie had always been a natural flier, but it was because of her father. She had helped Ciel as much as he would allow her though. "Just take your time~! No rush at all."

[no_souls_here]

He grimaced when the two female students greeted him. If the professor hadn't spotted him already, then they definitely would blow his cover. With a sigh, he waited for the inevitable reprimand.

"Professor," He nodded and waited for her to continue, which naturally she did. The loss of those five points meant nothing.. he briefly tried to recall how many Jaina had taken away earlier. He guessed his total was up to 10 points lost now. The detention was overkill but he was in no position to argue with it, a low his escaped his lips.

Tilting his head to one side and looking genuinely annoyed he swiped the broomstick from her hand. He hesitated starting the assignment. Why did he need to fly anyway,,? In a few years, wouldn't they learn a more effective means of travel, one that didn't involve falling to your ultimate doom prematurely? Or at the very least.. one that didn't involve making a fool of oneself?

He stared at the broomstick with just venom and distaste willing it to disappear. It wouldn't.