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hey everybody when you walk the walk

Jan 10, 2010 20:52

Name(s): Ravenclaw Quidditch team
Location: Quidditch pitch
Week: 48
Time: Saturday, 2pm

( you gotta back it all up, can you talk the talk? )

❧apollo justice, ❧hikaru sulu, sakura haruno, ❧kurt wagner, ❧flora windcutter, ❧miria phantom, ❧galatea godeye

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battle_in_bloom January 25 2010, 09:12:15 UTC

Usually Sakura would have waited for Delita, but today she'd been absent minded enough that, after remembering they had practice, she'd just picked up her broom and wandered out to the pitch.

The closer she got the the practice zone, however, the more focussed she became. Miria was a fantastic Captain, but she pushed her players hard. Sakura needed to be totally on the ball for something like this, least she let the team down.

Still, she'd hardly expected to be one of the first people on the pitch. "Am I early?" she asked curiously, stationing herself unconsciously out of the path of Galatea's hair, a habit born from long experience.

windcutting January 28 2010, 03:03:30 UTC

Walking into the Quidditch pitch the other claymore girl settled a few feet away from the others that were already there, removing her robe. It was unnecessary to have as the cold didn't really affect her. Flora paid no mind to that of Galatea's flowing hair which almost seemed to have of mind of it's own. Almost. Holding her broom upright in her hand she glanced over her shoulder to her remaining teammates.

"I apologize if I came a bit late," Her glanced then shifted to her captain, she didn't saying anything more on the subject. Only changed the topic. "I'm prepared for the training session you may have in store for today."

chairisinpark January 28 2010, 03:30:59 UTC

Hikaru was running late. Which was maybe not really that bad, considering he was only a reserve, but he would have rather have been on time. Scratch that, he definately would have been on time, if he hadn't gotten held up. It was all his stupid trunk's fault too; the thing had to be a black hole in disguise. It had taken him forever find his Quidditch gear, and then another few minutes to cram everything back into the trunk. He nearly tripped over Galatea, before skidding to a breathless stop on the Quidditch pitch.

"Sorry, sorry. I had...thing...yeah. Sorry."

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