Post by AERON MICHAEL TOOLE on Jan 25, 2017 0:05:54 GMT -6
on top ofthe world.
Sometimes Aeron wondered what he'd been thinking when he'd accepted the role as Quidditch captain. He honestly didn't think he was captain material, but someone in the school did. The same could be said for the fact that he'd been made a Prefect as well. Maybe the adults around him were trying to tell him something, or maybe they were all just delusional and picking people at random now. That seemed... not exactly more plausible but it was something he could accept more easily than them thinking he actually had any sort of merit as a leader, because he really didn't feel like much of a leader half the time.
Regardless of what he thought about himself, though, he had a duty now, to the sport he wanted to dedicate his life to and his fellow teammates, to be the best captain that he possibly could be. That meant figuring out things like strategies and learning how each position worked with the rest more in-depth than he had before. He wasn't just a chaser following directions anymore. He was giving the directions now. And it was terrifying.
He had gotten to the pitch earlier than the time he'd posted, but that was fine. It was much better than being late. However, it also just gave him more time to be nervous, which wasn't really a good thing. He'd already dawned him practice robes and was waiting with his broom propped against his shoulder. Mostly he just hoped no one hated him or his ideas.
He wasn't one to be late. He'd been made Head Boy for a reason, and that was for the fact that he was kind of a stickler about rules. He liked things to be in order and he liked people to be on time. And he would be damned if he'd be late to the first team practice of the semester. He hadn't initially thought he'd even get a position, back when he'd tried out in his second year. However, he'd proven his skills, and had held the Chaser role for nearly five years now.
Because he wasn't naturally the biggest team player, he had to sort of work against his nature. It pushed him out of his comfort zone which, according to Hanna, was a good thing. He kind of thought otherwise, but whatever. She could think what she wanted.
It was lucky that practice had fallen on a day that the headaches from his visions hadn't pushed him to staying in bed all day. All in all, he actually felt quite refreshed, and definitely ready to kick some ass. He walked into the pitch, primed and ready. Spotting Aeron, he wandered over, offering a smile "Guess we're the most excited?" He asked, nodding his greeting.
Cora had originally intended to come down to the Quidditch pitch with Aeron, but that hadn't happened. She was going to blame Nadia, who had come out of seemingly nowhere for a chat. Managing to extract herself from her friend with a comment that she'd find her later, she made her way down to the Quidditch pitch.
"Hi," she said, giving Aeron a small smile in greeting. Her eyes flickered to Hayden, and she nodded at him. Okay so, maybe a team sport wasn't really the best idea for someone that generally didn't tend to like interacting with most people. Though there was a benefit in being seeker, her actions were less reliant on the others.
Bex had convinced him to try out for the team this year. She had thought that a team sport may pull him out of the dark mood he was always in, and at least make him a friend or two. While Bellamy usually didn't go along with her antics, he also realized how stubborn and relentless his older sister could be. Plus, she was so in love with the sport - she was convinced everyone else should be as well.
So he'd tried out. Given that the team was full, he'd only gotten reserve. However, it was enough to make Rebekah shut up for a bit. Today marked the first practice, which he was less than thrilled about. As he entered the pitch, he realized half the team was still not there. Approaching slowly, he eyed the two boys nervously, before letting his gaze fall on Cora. She, at least, was okay. He stood there, giving a brief nod as a greeting, keeping words out of it. This should be pretty painless, he really didn't have a huge role to play.
Post by micahsolomon on Jan 25, 2017 10:41:08 GMT -6
Three years ago she never would have expected to be playing sports, with her diabetes to consider. Too frail, too small, and certainly the last to be picked on gym team, now she was a full-fledged, flying machine. Too, her small frame was now an advantage as it made her dexterous and agile. With four more years to go, she was aiming to learn everything she could from the older teammates. The only other player younger than her was ION ZAKHAROV , which reminded her of her promise to Adie. Perhaps she could make a triple play in finding out from Ion his aversion to his sister, as she had promised, gain more practice, and potentially a new friend.
She sidled up to the motley crew quietly smirking, clutching her borrowed broom. She had trained over winter break, and though still small, she now had muscle to back her up. The glanced around at her teammates, spotting @bellamy ,and eyeing him through her peripheral vision.
@hayden , @arturia, @cora
Last Edit: Jan 25, 2017 11:24:57 GMT -6 by micahsolomon
Post by PIKE HARRISON BONES on Feb 6, 2017 17:42:26 GMT -6
Of the people who could be captain, Pike only really approved of Aeron. Everyone else would have been an awful choice and he'd refuse to admit that they had any good qualities at all. He'd refuse to listen to anyone but Aeron. And now he was joining the team for practice, which was something else. He got to be a beater for the first time, and he was ready for it.
He got there at a decent time and held onto his bat. No matter what, he'd be just fine. No one could hurt him. No one could hurt his team.