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- OOC First Name
- Mia
- Blood Status
- Unknown
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Dederick
- Wand
- Briars rowan, 15", with centaur (aspens) tail hair and my werewolf fur
- Age
- 49 (2/2013)
Briar saw Madlyn running over to her. and even though she was babbleingbludgers she felt her stomach jump when the girl fell over. she seemed to go down pretty hard. "are you okay" she shouted across the pitch. hopeing that her friend hadn't hurt herself. realising her attention had been distracted from the balls for a moment too long. one of them hit her in the shoulder the same one as before. this time she knew that it was more than a bruise as moving her wand arm was near impossible, without a tell tale sign of pain. thankfully madlyn had gotten up and dealt with the second bludger. "thanks, are you okay? you seemed to go gown pretty hard out there" she said walking over to her friend. "Maybe later, i may not be as strong as you but i can put ip for this bumb for a while longer, as first I have to sort something out here" she said realising that the balls hadn't been doing that earlier so the person who charmed them was probably in the stands. she looked around and saw someone making a hasty disappearing act.
She mounted her broom as it would b quicker catch up to her than running. she came down in front of the girl and dismounted. the girl who she realised was on the slytherin quidditch team, the seeker if she was right. the girl was lucky in some way that briar had been hit as otherwise she would be fuming and practically cursing the girl, however the pain was taking that energy away so she was a lot more calm. "Are you proud of yourself now. running of to tell your little snake friends that you managed to injure one of the opposing team. good work. but you messed with the wrong girl. she said venom in her voice. she was glad that she had chosen her and not one of the other members to hurt as she was able to stand up for herself where as some of the younger players would probably have just gotten beaten up and not known how to stop them and locked themselves in the change room. she realised that she would probably have to use her prefect powers, but she hated getting other people in trouble, and what the girl had done wasn't really any different from what she had done earlier, setting all of the bludgers on herself. "you know i could easily report you to Professor Kingsley, or professor styx, and get you in detention, maybe even off the slytherin team. she said stoping as her arm gave another throb. she managed somehow to keep her face straight. as she didn't want the girl to realise how much she had been hurt.
She mounted her broom as it would b quicker catch up to her than running. she came down in front of the girl and dismounted. the girl who she realised was on the slytherin quidditch team, the seeker if she was right. the girl was lucky in some way that briar had been hit as otherwise she would be fuming and practically cursing the girl, however the pain was taking that energy away so she was a lot more calm. "Are you proud of yourself now. running of to tell your little snake friends that you managed to injure one of the opposing team. good work. but you messed with the wrong girl. she said venom in her voice. she was glad that she had chosen her and not one of the other members to hurt as she was able to stand up for herself where as some of the younger players would probably have just gotten beaten up and not known how to stop them and locked themselves in the change room. she realised that she would probably have to use her prefect powers, but she hated getting other people in trouble, and what the girl had done wasn't really any different from what she had done earlier, setting all of the bludgers on herself. "you know i could easily report you to Professor Kingsley, or professor styx, and get you in detention, maybe even off the slytherin team. she said stoping as her arm gave another throb. she managed somehow to keep her face straight. as she didn't want the girl to realise how much she had been hurt.
- Out of Character:
- sorry i got a little carried away