Post by REBEKAH THALIA CYGNUS on Dec 8, 2016 16:02:29 GMT -6
Bex was about to host one of her first practices as the Gryffindor Team Quidditch Captain, and she was more than a little nervous. Though she had been on the team for as long as she could have, and had played since she was pretty young, she'd never actually been in charge of shaping a team into that of a winning one. Luckily, she had had amazing captains before her, who had helped to shape her both as a player and a leader. She could only hope the team would do them well this season.
She had told everyone to be out to the Pitch by 9 AM sharp, and hoped they'd listen to her. She had a bit of a problem with the team in that way - they didn't always respect her authority. It didn't matter, though - she could be just about as bossy as they needed her to be. She wasn't afraid of telling them what to do or even being a little disliked. She was here to win, after all. Not to make best friends and pick flowers and skip across the lawns. She'd leave that nonsense for the Hufflepuffs.
She arrived to the Pitch about fifteen minutes early, grasping her broom in her left hand and dragging the trunk behind her that contained the necessary equipment. Upon her arrival, she leaned against the base of the Gyffindor section's bleachers, yawning idly. Though she was the one who had scheduled this, she wasn't much of a morning person. That, and it was freezing. She hated the cold. All in all, she hoped the team showed up sooner rather than later so they could get their blood flowing with the flying practice.
Post by ARYA QUINN LANDVIK on Dec 10, 2016 6:22:30 GMT -6
Arya's life had really turned around. She'd made the Quidditch team. She managed to snag the spot she wanted. She had an awesome new dad. Life was awesome. But getting to the pitch, she was one of the first people there. She didn't really know the woman there. She was old and therefor gross. She'd listen to Kathleen, if Kathleen wanted to give her any directions. Or Peter or Leo generally knew everything.
But this woman? This woman was nothing.
Arya did look at the woman and shrug. "If I'm the first one here, I'm gonna go back to the common room for five more minutes." that sounded better then standing there like a weirdo.
After a few moments of waiting a small figure did appear on the field. Straightening, Bex squinted and recognized the form of Arya - one of the sassier components of the Gryffindor team. Granted, their entire team had an attitude - some might call it a problem - but she had been a bratty little girl in her time too, and she could deal with the worst of them. The insults, sly tone, complaints would not shake her in the least.
And, of course, the first words out of the younger girl's mouth as she approached Bex were snotty and self-righteous in tone. Glaring at her, Bex shook her head. "Congrats. You are the first one here. However, you'll find that I will not be coddling you through my leadership on this team. You want to leave? That's fine. Just do well to remember that you have some very skilled people - on this team and others - to keep up with. I suggest you begin your first lap. The others will be here soon."
Surprisingly Rory was actually running on time for Quidditch practice. That might entirely have to do with the fact that Randi was with him - and maybe he wasn’t entirely on the ball but she was. He was however, super excited to be playing beater with his best friend - they were going to be the absolute best beaters. No questions about it.
And Arya was already here! This was a good day. "Hi Arya," he greeted chipperly. "Hi Rebekah!" This was going to be wonderful. He loved Quidditch. Ignoring that one training where he'd gotten hit by a bludger in the arm, instead of his bat, and had to get Kathleen to take him to the Hospital Wing. Ignoring that completely.