wry I do this to myself XDwaterwandNovember 10 2009, 18:24:33 UTC
Demyx liked to pretend he had all the time in the world to do things like flying when he was on vacation. Of course, he didn't. He was too busy keeping shop and taking care of his old man to worry about things like Quidditch. But no one else needed to know that. To anyone that asked, he would say it was for chaser practice, as he had been a beater before he left.
So when the blond walked out onto the Quidditch field to get his first bit of flying in for several long months the last person he wanted to see was Undine. But there she was, beating bludgers with two bats like some kind of ape-woman.
He heaved a great sigh. There probably wasn't a way of getting around flying without her noticing him. Or getting hit by a bludger. "Uh, hey Undine," he said, getting as close as he dared as he mounted his broom.
Undine halted for just a second, giving a glance over her shoulder before snorting and going back to whalloping the ever-loving crap out of the bludgers, "Tch," she greeted rather coldly, "What do you want?"
She paused for a second, grinning as she turned to face him, "Hey, idiot, think fast!" She yelled, hitting a ball straight towards him.
He was a Chaser on her team, might as well get some practice in on dodging shit.
"Flying, what's it look like?" he grinned, though not as stupidly as usual. He knew being in close proximity to Undine could only amount to pain, either to the ears or to his bones. Considering she was wielding two beater bats, it was likely the later.
It was lucky for the quick warning, or Demyx would have been toast. He ducked and watched as the bludger zoomed off towards the other end of the field. He didn't wait for it to boomerang back his way before kicking off the ground. "Man, what was that for!?" he shouted from in the air.
Undine smirked as she watched Demyx fly off, partially because she had him running and partially because he was good enough to dodge her bludger.
"Keepin' you on your toes dipshit!" She growled, some of her more sour attitude falling away to be replaced by the frenzied joy she got whenever given a challenge.
Today's challenge? Hit the loud guy in the face.
She brought both her arms back the criss-crossed them so they hit two bludgers at exactly the same time, "Head's up!" She jeered, aiming them at Demyx.
Nothing like a little impromptu practice to get things going.
LOL BFF TIMES?omgbrownNovember 10 2009, 23:15:42 UTC
Clarice had not been particularly fond of playing Quidditch, mainly because she wasn't too good at it in the first place. Last time she attempted to play...well the results weren't exactly in her favor. The girl lightly shook her head at the anything but friendly flashback. No, she wasn't playing Quidditch. Ever again.
The fact to the matter was that Clarice wanted to practice flying more and making her way to the pitch sounded like the best idea. She slowly walked, stopping at the entrance and peeking a head in. Her eyes wandered around, making sure she didn't spot anyone.
Oh. Eyes fell deadlocked on the buff female already there. Undine, one of her fellow housemates and "cousins", and source of her bullying. One foot backed up ever so slowly, then the next but this time at a quicker pace. The sooner she left, maybe she would not be traced?
OMG YES. UNDINE WILL NURTURE HER~~hxc_matryoshkaNovember 11 2009, 17:33:27 UTC
Undine paused from her beat down of those fucking bludgers to look over her shoulder, arm muscles tensing and rippling in a rather overt display as she pointed a bat in Clarice's general direction.
"Show yourself, fucker," she growled, "Or I'll hit this bludger straight to your damn face, and I can hit pretty good," she said.
LMAO THAT IS BAD, IN CLARICE'S CASE XDomgbrownNovember 14 2009, 03:15:20 UTC
She flinched and froze, unable to move. Clarice dropped her brown with a clank and slowly held up both of her open hands so they were in front of her and took a step forward.
"I'm sorry...I was going to fly...but..." Trying to find the right words she stopped taking all together. The older claymore was very intimidating and it puzzled Clarice on how she even turned up in Hufflepuff.
IT'S A GODDAMN PROTEIN SHAKE CLARICE, FUCKING DRINK IT!!!hxc_matryoshkaNovember 16 2009, 17:25:15 UTC
Undine snorted when she took in Clarice's placating appearence. Fucking weakling. Too nice and soft for her own goddamn good and it irritated the piss out of her.
She withdrew the bat, resting it on her shoulder.
"Too late to fucking fly? What are you, retarded? The sun's still out moron," she said curtly, rolling her shoulders and cracking her neck from side to side.
Kurt had long thought that Galatea and Miria's "cousins" were an interesting group. Watching the over-enthusiastic beater now working herself tirelessly against two beaters did nothing to change that thought. He studied her for a moment before remembering this was the foul-mouthed one in Hufflepuff. Undine, or something.
He'd come down to do a little extra work by himself - he had a move or two he was working on - but that might have to wait. Kurt grinned to himself as he mounted his broom and took off, Galatea and Miria's cousins, for the most part, were pretty fun to wind up as well. He kept his distance, more than aware of her pretty good aim.
"That looks fun." he commented dryly when she'd paused between bludgers.
|D little miss sunshine says hello~?hxc_matryoshkaNovember 29 2009, 21:10:15 UTC
"It's a fucking riot," Undine said with a huff, not even breaking her concentration to see who had addressed her, arms swinging in perfect time to the returning bludgers.
Who the hell was that? The voice sounded kind of funny.
Oh well, probably not anyone worth her time.
She kept swinging, a few rotations occuring before she muttered with a frustrated growl, "You just gonna stand there? Whaddya want?"
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So when the blond walked out onto the Quidditch field to get his first bit of flying in for several long months the last person he wanted to see was Undine. But there she was, beating bludgers with two bats like some kind of ape-woman.
He heaved a great sigh. There probably wasn't a way of getting around flying without her noticing him. Or getting hit by a bludger. "Uh, hey Undine," he said, getting as close as he dared as he mounted his broom.
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She paused for a second, grinning as she turned to face him, "Hey, idiot, think fast!" She yelled, hitting a ball straight towards him.
He was a Chaser on her team, might as well get some practice in on dodging shit.
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It was lucky for the quick warning, or Demyx would have been toast. He ducked and watched as the bludger zoomed off towards the other end of the field. He didn't wait for it to boomerang back his way before kicking off the ground. "Man, what was that for!?" he shouted from in the air.
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"Keepin' you on your toes dipshit!" She growled, some of her more sour attitude falling away to be replaced by the frenzied joy she got whenever given a challenge.
Today's challenge? Hit the loud guy in the face.
She brought both her arms back the criss-crossed them so they hit two bludgers at exactly the same time, "Head's up!" She jeered, aiming them at Demyx.
Nothing like a little impromptu practice to get things going.
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The fact to the matter was that Clarice wanted to practice flying more and making her way to the pitch sounded like the best idea. She slowly walked, stopping at the entrance and peeking a head in. Her eyes wandered around, making sure she didn't spot anyone.
Oh. Eyes fell deadlocked on the buff female already there. Undine, one of her fellow housemates and "cousins", and source of her bullying. One foot backed up ever so slowly, then the next but this time at a quicker pace. The sooner she left, maybe she would not be traced?
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"Show yourself, fucker," she growled, "Or I'll hit this bludger straight to your damn face, and I can hit pretty good," she said.
No one snuck up on Undine.
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"I'm sorry...I was going to fly...but..." Trying to find the right words she stopped taking all together. The older claymore was very intimidating and it puzzled Clarice on how she even turned up in Hufflepuff.
"It...it might be too late now."
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She withdrew the bat, resting it on her shoulder.
"Too late to fucking fly? What are you, retarded? The sun's still out moron," she said curtly, rolling her shoulders and cracking her neck from side to side.
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He'd come down to do a little extra work by himself - he had a move or two he was working on - but that might have to wait. Kurt grinned to himself as he mounted his broom and took off, Galatea and Miria's cousins, for the most part, were pretty fun to wind up as well. He kept his distance, more than aware of her pretty good aim.
"That looks fun." he commented dryly when she'd paused between bludgers.
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Who the hell was that? The voice sounded kind of funny.
Oh well, probably not anyone worth her time.
She kept swinging, a few rotations occuring before she muttered with a frustrated growl, "You just gonna stand there? Whaddya want?"
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