- Messages
- 674
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- Wand
- Straight 14 Inch Sturdy Pine Wand with Acromantula Web Core
- Age
- 5/2043
It was a cloudy day at best, as Avery made his way onto the pitch to set it up for the team's first practice. He'd spent too long waiting for a storm to roll in, to carry on with the precedent that Celia had set for the team's practice conditions. He couldn't wait any longer. They had work to do, and the longer he waited, the more of a leg up their competition had. The Slytherin team needed to refine their skills, particularly with how many vital gaps they'd needed to fill after some of their members had graduated. With everything set up, he waited for the team to arrive, one foot pressed firmly against the lid of the Quidditch chest to keep the bludgers contained.
When it had seemed like everyone had arrived, he gave the group a firm, and brief, nod of acknowledgement. This was it, the new team. It was always different, year to year, but this time he had been the one to pick some of them, a fact that was still strange to think about. A silence lingered in the air - a rousing speech seemed like the usual way to go, but Avery had none prepared. He couldn't articulate anything particularly inspiring the same way prior captains had. He took a breath. "I don't need to tell you all how to play - even the newer faces with us. You wouldn't be on this team if you didn't know what you were doing. I will tell you if I don't think you're trying hard enough. We have a cup to win. Let's go." He said, lifting his foot to release the balls from their chest. The snitch and bludgers were off without any hesitation, and he tossed the quaffle into the sky before taking flight himself.
Slytherin,Practice
When it had seemed like everyone had arrived, he gave the group a firm, and brief, nod of acknowledgement. This was it, the new team. It was always different, year to year, but this time he had been the one to pick some of them, a fact that was still strange to think about. A silence lingered in the air - a rousing speech seemed like the usual way to go, but Avery had none prepared. He couldn't articulate anything particularly inspiring the same way prior captains had. He took a breath. "I don't need to tell you all how to play - even the newer faces with us. You wouldn't be on this team if you didn't know what you were doing. I will tell you if I don't think you're trying hard enough. We have a cup to win. Let's go." He said, lifting his foot to release the balls from their chest. The snitch and bludgers were off without any hesitation, and he tossed the quaffle into the sky before taking flight himself.
Out of Character: - Just get straight into it!
Slytherin,Practice
