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Adam stood out on the Quidditch Pitch with his broom in hand waiting for the rest of his teammates to show up. But after a few minutes, he got impatient and hopped on his broom for a quick fly around the stands.

Date: 2006-02-08 04:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bestkogalever.livejournal.com
Ran was on the ground, running onto the Quidditch field, hopping onto her broom in mid-run. "Crap, crap, crap crap crap!" She exclaimed, as she lifted off, gliding into the air rather quickly.

Date: 2006-02-08 04:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bestkogalever.livejournal.com
"I've got a very good excuse for being late, really!" She said, as she flew up. Ran didn't notice Adam flying away from her, or at least didn't say anything about it, "... And there's only two people here, aren't there?"

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Date: 2006-02-08 09:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tennanator.livejournal.com
"Oy!" Tenna zoomed to a halt right by Ran, waving her own beater bat. "Hey! I'm Tenna. I'm the other beater." She offered a big smile.

Date: 2006-02-09 02:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bestkogalever.livejournal.com
She waved right back, with her free hand, "Hey! I think I remember you... The girl who wanted to be a beater as well, right? I'm Ran!" Ran said, deciding to leave off the entire "best damn kogal in all of Shibuya" part, if only to get her re-oriented on the broom.

"You're used to lifting this thing already?" She asked.

Date: 2006-02-09 08:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tennanator.livejournal.com
"Kind of." Tenna tapped her fingers on the broom and grinned. "I guess video games help a little? Dunno." She tilted her head. "Why, not gettin' the hang of things yet?"

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Date: 2006-02-08 04:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 4th-lt-crumpet.livejournal.com
Archie jogged up, broom in hand and not feeling quite as sanguine about the whole business as he was before. I do hope I have better luck with this than Horatio did with his horse, he thought, before hopping on his broom and pushing off. To his pleasant surprise, the broom neither crashed nor dumped him off.

Date: 2006-02-08 05:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 4th-lt-crumpet.livejournal.com
"First real time, but I have been practicing Not Falling Off As Soon As I Get On a little in my free moments."

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Date: 2006-02-08 05:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bestkogalever.livejournal.com
"Hey!" She shouted to Archie, "You're with the team? Which part are you, one of the chasers?"

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Date: 2006-02-08 05:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] impulsive1.livejournal.com
Impulse showed up on the field with a broom he grabbed from a janitorial closet somewhere. Seeing his teammates in the air, he tried to get the thing started. "UP!" He said with a dramatic gesture as the broom clattered on the floor. Maybe I should borrow a Legion flight ring.

Date: 2006-02-08 05:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] impulsive1.livejournal.com
"Cool!"

Impulse quickly jumped on the broom, taking a few seconds to figure out where exactly the controller was. Trial and error are always the best way to figure these things out.

(Repost, sorry about that)

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Date: 2006-02-08 05:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] son-of-steven.livejournal.com
Roland sauntered slowly onto the pitch, mounting his broom rather forcibly. He'd taken the time to clean up one of the school brooms, actually taking it apart twig by twig, and reassembling it again. He'd also brushed up on some broom-making procedures, and had managed to cast a rather complicated hex that hadn't been in wide use during the production of his particular broom, adding a good twenty-five MPH to its top speed, on top of the optimizations he'd already preformed.
Nevertheless, as he glided upward, there was no apparent sense of pride or even awareness of the broom's changes. Such things were a matter of course to the weathered man - you take care of your equipment to the best of your ability.

As he climbed upwards, he waved succinctly at Adam. "Hile, sai Young... I take it the Malfoy child had no interest in the Seeker position?"

Date: 2006-02-08 06:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] son-of-steven.livejournal.com
"If it strikes thee as appropriate, Adam, I'd like to practice with the Sneech, say thankya."

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Date: 2006-02-08 10:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lp-drumline7.livejournal.com
((ooc: The internet ... picks the worst times to go down. I.E. sneakily while I'm watching House....))


Devi ran out onto the field, a school broom clutched tightly in her hand as she nearly fell over herself. "Sorry I'm late!" she shouted up to the sky when she reached the rest of the group, quickly kicking off to reach their height. "I completely forgot about this," she sighed, running her fingers through her hair.

Date: 2006-02-08 09:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lp-drumline7.livejournal.com
Devi timidly waved back to him and offered a smile, flexing her fingers as she scanned the pitch. "I'm ready to start now, really, but if they need help with flying or whatever, I'm willing to do that too."

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Date: 2006-02-08 10:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tennanator.livejournal.com
Tenna stalked out, her eyes nearly closed as she dragged her feet and rubbed at her face. *Devi, you said you would remind meee* she cursed inwardly, jumping onto her broom and hovering a few feet off the ground and she tried to wipe the sleep from her eyes.

Date: 2006-02-08 09:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tennanator.livejournal.com
"Yeah, I'm okay for now," she mumbled with a slight smile, taking the bat and eying it as she observed the field. "So who's Ran? We got some beatin' the crap out of stuff to do."

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