Brendan Fulke
Beauxbatons Alumni • Former Chaser
- Messages
- 127
- OOC First Name
- Jesse
- Blood Status
- Half Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single (Looking)
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Age
- 12/2028
Beauxbatons,PracticeWith eight hundred and twenty points scored during their last major practice session, Brendan was confident in both his team and their imminent victory over the foreign school at the end of the year. They'd done so well, better than he'd ever seen in practices prior, and he was looking forward to seeing what this next practice would bring. Could they beat their own score? They'd set the bar so high now that it seemed so unlikely to achieve it again, but the redhead told himself they could only get better, if anything. With a handful of inexperienced players seeming to have a natural talent for their roles, it was just a matter of training that skill and taking it even further.
Rather unfortunately, it was raining on this particular day. Not exactly a heavy storm, but it wasn't a particularly light drizzle, either. It didn't help that it was a cold month, either, and he wasn't sure if he would have preferred it to be snowing. Brendan tutted, standing on the edge of the pitch with his foot on the quidditch supplies chest, and his broom slugged over one shoulder. They couldn't reschedule, and he supposed it was to be expected at some point. They couldn't always play one a clear day, and it was another level of difficulty the team would have to learn to be accustomed to. Using an Impervius Charm on his face in an effort to deflect the water from hindering his vision, Fulke waited for the others to arrive, happy to help the younger players out with a charm too if necessary, though most of them were old enough to help themselves out. It was their last opportunity to get a practice in before the Christmas period, and they had to make the most of it before their break.
Note: It's raining
Rather unfortunately, it was raining on this particular day. Not exactly a heavy storm, but it wasn't a particularly light drizzle, either. It didn't help that it was a cold month, either, and he wasn't sure if he would have preferred it to be snowing. Brendan tutted, standing on the edge of the pitch with his foot on the quidditch supplies chest, and his broom slugged over one shoulder. They couldn't reschedule, and he supposed it was to be expected at some point. They couldn't always play one a clear day, and it was another level of difficulty the team would have to learn to be accustomed to. Using an Impervius Charm on his face in an effort to deflect the water from hindering his vision, Fulke waited for the others to arrive, happy to help the younger players out with a charm too if necessary, though most of them were old enough to help themselves out. It was their last opportunity to get a practice in before the Christmas period, and they had to make the most of it before their break.
Note: It's raining
- Out of Character:
- Practice will be open for two weeks! As always, activity is crucial to the success, and the future of this team on the site, so please do your best to participate. If you can't make a practice, or no longer feel like you can be on the team, please PM Abby or myself.