Open Y42 S1 Ilvermorny Quidditch Practice

Zoey let out a frustrated groan when she missed again.
 
Finally catching up to a bludger, Felicity was so excited she didn't even look as she swung, wincing in sympathy as it hit @Zoey Hawkins. "Sorry, you weren't ready, I wasn't ready, that was a mess oops!" She called to the new beater, giving her a sheepish shrug.

1x Felicity Sweetwater
2x Dallas Braunfels
1x Abigail Martin
1x Micha Kovac
2x Yoo Hyun Ki
2x Noah Webb
1x Gwydion Amos
1x Nabi Mun
2x Zoey Hawkins
 
Dion hit the bludger at...nobody.
 
Felicity hit a bludger at... somebody. But she missed.
 
With a satisfying smack, Dion sent the bludger soaring towards the seeker. Only it veered off, hitting his beater partner instead. "Sh*t, sorry," he said, peering over to check if she was alright. She was good value, he wasn't looking to put them at odds. "Bloody things never seem to where you aim them." @Felicity Sweetwater

2x Felicity Sweetwater
2x Dallas Braunfels
1x Abigail Martin
1x Micha Kovac
2x Yoo Hyun Ki
2x Noah Webb
1x Gwydion Amos
1x Nabi Mun
2x Zoey Hawkins
 
Micha couldn't find the snitch anywhere.
 
Zoey winced as a bludger slammed into her. She glanced back in the direction it had come in and frowned at Felicity. She ignored the other girls rambling and kept looking for bludgers even if she missed her next shot.
 
Felicity's attention had been entirely elsewhere, mostly wondering what she could do with her hair tomorrow for class when the bludger collided with her from behind, causing Flick to buck forward. "Oof, geez! Tell me about it, ouch," she agreed, glad that Dion was nice enough to check on her though, playing up the ache from the hit a little bit just for some added sympathy.
 
Dion saw a bludger coming for him, and sized up the field. "Head's up!" He called, slamming it directly into the seeker. He would've aimed for the other captain, but he did have some self-preservation instincts. @Micha Kovac

2x Felicity Sweetwater
2x Dallas Braunfels
1x Abigail Martin
2x Micha Kovac
2x Yoo Hyun Ki
2x Noah Webb
1x Gwydion Amos
1x Nabi Mun
2x Zoey Hawkins
 
Felicity was still shaking off the bludger hit when Gwydion moved on to make another hit. "Wow, you're on fire," she called to him.
 
Dion's ego was bolstered by the praise. "Just doing what I do best," he bragged, as he wound up to hit another bludger that came at him and totally whiffed it. "...yeah, meant to do that."
 
Felicity stifled a laugh at Gwydion, giving him an encouraging smile before realizing maybe she should be trying to hit bludgers too...
 
Dion looked around for another bludger to hit.
 
"Woah." Micha muttered as a bludger crashed into his side and his grip on his broom faltered slightly. But he held on even though his search for the snitch was momentarily put on hold.
 
Zoey missed again and sighed before flying off like nothing ever happened.
 
Micha continued his search.
 
Zoey flew around the pitch and acted like she was looking for bludger but was taking a break. She hadn't had much and was trying and failing not to sulk.
 
Felicity tried to at least look busy as she did a lap around the pitch.
 
Felicity took a half-hearted swing at a passing bludger, trying not to pout as she only just skimmed it.
 
Dion swung his arm a little to work out tension while he flew around to take a breather.
 
Seeing Gwydion flying past, Flick fly up to join him, giving him a sunny smile. "Hard work right? My muscles always hurt sooo bad after practice it's the worst," she lamented.
 
Micha was checking the time when he saw the snitch out of the corner of his eye. Before he could say anything to the team he raced forward until he finally snatched it out of the sky. He was glad to have caught the snitch at least one more time. "Practice is almost over!" he called out. "I want to see you really giving it your all!"

OOCOut of Character:
Practice will be ending in about 24 hours so get those last few posts in!!
 
Zoey tried not to get too panicked when she heard the captain say practice would be over soon. She was tired but she also didn't feel like she had proven herself yet. She let out a frustrated groan as she missed yet again.
 
Abigail got her hands on the quaffle and flew off with it.
 
Felicity let out a sigh of relief when Micha called that practice was nearly over. She was tired and gross especially after running laps at the start.
 
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