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Satisfied that everyone knew about the tryouts, Adam headed down to the Quidditch pitch at 5:30 to get everything set up. It was a warm, clear evening - perfect flying weather. Upon arriving, he concentrated until a chest containing all the necessary equipment appeared. Next to the chest was a stack of better than standard issue brooms. Summoning his own broom from wherever it was that he kept it, Adam hopped on and got some flying in before the people trying out for the Beater positions arrived.

Date: 2006-06-13 03:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nimitz-da-cat.livejournal.com
Nimitz rode Honor's shoulder onto the grounds. His human was headed for the lake to enjoy a glass of wine and a good book, however, so they had to part ways so Nimitz could head for the Quidditch pitch.

"Enjoy yourself, Stinker," said Honor, tapping his nose. "And try not to be too much of a pain."

In return, he nipped her ear as he leaped from her shoulder and ran away, bleeking with laughter. He'd read about this Quidditch thing and even seen entire matches played in the books, and he thought he could make an exemplary Seeker.

When he got there, he was alone, but for a young man riding a broom well overhead. His was an interesting mind-glow--much bigger than one would expect even from a human. Very intriguing, Nimitz thought. He sat down an decided to watch for a little while, at least until the young man noticed him.

Date: 2006-06-13 03:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nimitz-da-cat.livejournal.com
It was startlingly easy to communicate mind-to-mind with this one.

"Yes, I've flown before. I crashed into a man-thing, but I flew." He eyes the brooms eagerly. "May I borrow one?"

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Date: 2006-06-13 03:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blue-ataru.livejournal.com
Aayla wanders in, still in a good mood from her chat with Primavera (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/643434.html?thread=30510698#t30510698). She had read over the rules of the game the previous day and was looking foward to having some fun.

Date: 2006-06-13 04:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blue-ataru.livejournal.com
"Not on a broom. May I?" She motions towards the stack.

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Date: 2006-06-13 04:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] just-macgyver.livejournal.com
A pair of wire-framed glasses perched somewhat incongruously on his nose, Mac wanders out toward the field, flipping through Heimfitzle's "A Brief Guide To The Sport Of Wizards", the thinnest book that touched on the topic of Quidditch that he'd managed to find in the library.

It was easily 500 pages, but he had some confidence that he understood at least a little of the game. At least, as a beater, he'd be hitting objects with other objects. On a broom, of course, which would make a slapshot more challenging, but if he was comfortable doing so on slick metal runners on frozen water, he could teach himself to excel at doing it on the fly. Literally, on the fly. Shrugging, he tucked the book into a niche of the wooden framework of the stands and delicately folded up his reading glasses to tuck into his front pocket, approaching the confident-looking young man directing the flying antics of...

...the six-legged cat and the blue woman. Oh boy.

"Hi there. You Adam? MacGyver, reporting for practice."

Date: 2006-06-13 04:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] just-macgyver.livejournal.com
"Pleased to make your acquaintance. And I could probably use all the help I can get on the flying thing. Sorry to be such a newbie at all this, but I can honestly say I generally learn pretty fast." Leaning down, he grabbed up a broom and blinked as it shot up from the ground with a lot less resistance than he expected and hovered in his grasp.

"Well then. Physics be damned, I suppose. Think motorcycle, not broom." A little bashful, he swung his leg over the broom and gingerly sat down.

"So how exactly does this work, steering-wise?"

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Date: 2006-06-13 06:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notasmackhead.livejournal.com
Charlie stood at the edge of the pitch, feeling nervous. He'd flown once or twice, and it'd be good to get into the air again, but flying as a sport... Maybe this wasn't the best idea. It probably didn't help that he was beginning to feel slightly ill.

Might as well make the best of it.

He jogged over to the small crowd around Adam. "Alright, man? How do we start this?"

Date: 2006-06-13 06:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notasmackhead.livejournal.com
The clench in Charlie's stomach seemed to ease off a little - subtly, gently, so that he didn't entirely notice it. He nodded. "Right - sounds cool." He picked up on of the brooms from the top of the pile and mounted it only a little awkwardly. "It's been too long since I last did this," he comments to Adam.

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Date: 2006-06-13 08:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] superclone.livejournal.com
Kon could fly-- not on a broom, that is, but actually fly. But he grabbed a broom anyway. It seemed to get the point of what he wanted as he began to fly under his own power, and he promptly mounted it, pausing in midair to adjust his position, and watch the other flyers. He wanted to see what sort of people he was up against.

Date: 2006-06-13 05:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] superclone.livejournal.com
Kon grinned and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "I didn't know how to get it started, so I figured the stupid thing would get my drift if I was a coupla feet in the air," he explained, leaning foward to fly a bit closer to Adam. "I'm doing better. IHaven't seen you around in a while? What have you been up to?"

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Date: 2006-06-13 08:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lizzyswan.livejournal.com
Elizabeth was unsure where she was going, but she was sure she had agreed to be somewhere. She let her legs carry her and allowed her brain to drift off.

'It's all a bit pretty Elizabeth isn't it.'
'Why yes Lizzy it is. You have something in your teeth.'
'Oh... look at that man he's flying.'

Elizabeth tried to fly, but fell flat on her face. She got up and skipped the rest of the way.

'Weeeeeee'

Date: 2006-06-13 11:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lizzyswan.livejournal.com
'I'm pretty. And so are you.'

She grabs a nearby broom. 'Wishy washy wishy washy.'

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Date: 2006-06-14 02:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] going-stag.livejournal.com
James didn't come onto the pitch directly. Instead he flew in from above, testing out the school broom. First chance he got, when he went to Diagon Alley to see about his accounts at Gringotts - he was getting himself a broom. A proper broom.

Still the school broom wasn't too bad at all, it wasn't his antique Silver Arrow, and his broom was probably more than antique now twenty years later than his time. But it wasn't bad. It was just a bit sticky, so he maneuvered from up high, out of the way, and trying to see if he really did want the Seeker spot if being Chaser didn't work out.

One arm cupped to his body as if holding the ball, James did a twisting shoot towards the goalposts; his broom spinning in a tight circle as it pushed forward. He loved that manuever for keeping the Quaffle with him when other Chasers were closing in. It also helped avoid a Beater to the head.

Date: 2006-06-14 04:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] going-stag.livejournal.com
"Teach yourselves?" He pulled up short as he realized someone was trying to draw even with him; and hovered so the words would catch up to him.

"What happened to the position of Flying Instructor and Quidditch Coach/Referee? There's only so much you can learn on your own if you didn't grow up with a broom." Nothing against the Muggle-born. But he imagined it was like 'Lectricity and other things. Some things you just had to be born into the right environment for. Like language too. An instructor would even all that out.

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Date: 2006-06-14 10:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lizzyswan.livejournal.com
Lizzy wasn't sure where west was. She just whispered 'Do as he says pretty broom.' and hoped for the best. She already felt like she was flying anyway. She started doing loops in the air. 'WEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!'

All of a sudden something came flying towards her.

'Take that you dirty pirate! No dirty pirate will hurt me!!!' And she hit the bludger across the pitch; which she totally didn't even mean to do.

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Date: 2006-06-15 01:08 am (UTC)
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Aayla nodded over to MacGyver. "I'm ready whenever you are."

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