RAVENCLAW VS. HUFFLEPUFF (7/6/11-8/6/11)

[faolan]

Just as Slytherin and Gryffindor were rivals on the Pitch, so were Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws. So much so that this was one of the few times he actually saw a mean streak in the opposite team. Just for that reason, Faolan had been looking forward to this game for months and, more importantly, points were at stake here. As of right now, his house was at the bottom of the heap, and there was no way he was going to let it stay that way; it was mainly his fault that it was.

As the game progressed, Faolan circled the pitch, doing his best to have on eye on the movement of the quaffle and his other on possible bludgers. Since it was mainly his duty to attack, the 6th year tended to focus his attention on possible targets rather than the bludger attacks themselves. He had to come up with the best strategy to weaken the yellow blighters and to open a possible chance to score.

So far the score remained zero and each pass or hit stayed fairly even...Then for a brief moment he thought they were going to score, but out of nowhere he watched as a bludger slammed into Deimos, causing him to lose the ball. That was all that was needed to jerk his attention back to what he had to do...make the Hufflepuffs pay for that move. Where had Jaycen gone? It was his job to defend, so his teammate should have been smart enough to put himself in the bludger's path.

Normally, Faolan was pretty even keel when it came to his temper, though in times of high adrenaline and tense situations, especially when competition is the theme, his dominant wolf side took the reigns. Growling, he kicked off and sped over to the nearest bludger, his eyes gleaming, ready to make a kill...

(Faolan is heading for the bludger)

[HECTOR ALLEN WULFE]

Hector saw Deimos catch the quaffle. But unfortunately, before the other Chaser could fly off, he was nailed with a bludger, sending him toppling to the ground. GAH! Where were their beaters? He looked wildly around and saw various chasers going for the quaffle, so he too shot towards the ground towards the quaffle. The speed at which he was flying caused a whistling in the air. Some players pulled up as they all got closer to the ground, but Hector kept flying, even putting on some speed. His hands reached out, and he his fingers were itching to catch the quaffle before someone else.

(Hector is attempting to catch the falling quaffle.)

[LUCIAN ILLIUM JAXON]

Lucian laughed, he couldn’t help it, the damn cocky Ravenclaw thought he could outsmart a werewolf. Oh he'd get Seize back eventually, he thought, his eyes narrowing to a glare, his mouth twitching into a smirk as he flipped the Ravenclaw keeper the finger. Oh how the damn keeper shall fall, he thought before turning his head to look for another bludger.

Dunstable had a bludger and had hit to towards the Ravenclaw chaser that had only just gotten the quaffle. He watched the maroon ball drop from the chaser's hands. But his gaze didn’t stay on the Ravenclaw for long; instead he shifted his gaze to his own chaser, Makenna. If she had been better as a chaser, well better as a general player, she could have caught that. How in Merlin's name was she still on the team anyways. He had heard all the stories about her from previous games.

He looked towards the bludger he had hit, no one was going after it yet, good, he thought as he began chasing it, flying past Seizel, hoping to unseat him as he gained closer to the quaffle.

Lucian is chasing a bludger

[☠ KING STEVE]

( d i c e . r o l l )

1. Hector is trying to catch the quaffle

Results: Since none of the other chasers posted Hector successfully caught the quaffle. Hector now has possession of the quaffle.

Notes:

• Hector now has possession of the quaffle and must pass before Ravenclaw can go for the goal.
  
• Hufflepuff Chasers can attempt to steal the quaffle from Hector before he posts. Only able to intercept after Hector makes the pass to another Ravenclaw. chaser.
  
• Beaters can hit a bludger at anyone.
  
• Beaters must post they are going after the bludger for the offensive attack, wait one post, and then do a post of hitting the bludger at a player.
  
• Spectators can post in here as well. Please make sure to put in your notes that you are a spectator.
  
• Don't forget to say in your notes what you are attempting to do.
  

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[HECTOR ALLEN WULFE]

Hector's hands closed once again over the quaffle, the feeling of it in his hands a glorious one. Just as he caught it, his legs kicked out and struck against the turf, sending his broom straight in the air. He saw his other teammates, doing what seemed like laying about, and he rolled his eyes. That's when he caught Lucien flipping Seizel off, and he laughed. Boy oh boy, that other werewolf was rude. Oh well, not that Hector really cared. This time he decided to just try and score on his on. He spotted his friend Faolan, and flew up next to the beater. "Smash that quaffle into one of their chasers, make it easier for us to score!" he said, grinning at his best friend. Hector pulled away from Faolan and shot off towards the huffie's goal posts. He hugged the quaffle tight against his chest with one arm and leaned down low against the shaft of the broom, speeding up to get ready to throw the quaffle.

(Hector is just flying with the quaffle, attempting to get Faolan to hit the bludger at a Hufflepuff chaser, so that eventually he can score a goal!)

[LUCIAN ILLIUM JAXON]

He watched as only hector went after the fallen quaffle. What the hell was the Hufflepuff chasers doing, it wasn’t a bloody Sunday get together, it was a damn game. He made sure to keep track of the bludger he was chasing. His mind going though all the possibilities to hit. Well Seizel, although closest to him was out of the question, he'd most likely be expecting him to hit the bludger at him again. No he wanted to 'surprise' someone. Hector seemed like the best choice, after all he could make him drop the quaffle again and have his own chasers catch it this time. What about the other Ravenclaw chasers? He had already hit one at Claire and had gotten her pretty hard, and then there was Deimos, but Dunstable had already hit the other chaser.

His eyes scanned the rest of the field; well it was pointless hitting it at a Ravenclaw beater, those two were a pathetic lot, letting both him and Dunstable have the bludgers. And then his eyes landed on his target. Yes, he thought, she needed to go down, or at least become more alert. Taking his eyes off everyone, he approached the bludger and swung around it, facing the others. His eyes sort out his target and smirked as he raised his bat and wacked it towards the girl, laughing as he done so.

Lucian is attempting to hit Makenna, hoping it will wake the rest of his team up as well

[SEIZEL AURA CAPPER]

If Lucian was attempting to scare Seizel, it had done nothing to him, and didn't even phase him if not made him lunge right back a little further to make it look even more convincing. A punch had almost been thrown, but even if it was weak, Seizel was just doing it for showmanship to suggest what would happen if he was going to attempt doing anything to him. Soon his attention was on the quaffle as he watched it fall from Deimos, and shuddered when he saw his best friend get hit. Even from here it sounded like it had hurt, but he had glanced over at Dunstable.

Most of his team was doing a good job, but he hoped that this wasn't going to be a stale-mate forever, seriously wanting to pelt sunflower seeds at whoever wasn't paying attention. Considering his one other chaser was lounging around lolly-gagging staring at her nails, or at least that's what he assumed as he tried to look around for Claire. Nowhere in sight, but he hoped she'd be back in for this match. It almost made Seizel grind his teeth when Hector caught the quaffle, but he was more surprised when he saw Lucian hitting the bludger at someone else. Well that's what he thought he saw, but as far as he could tell from this far away. It looked like just a little blip as he crossed his fingers that maybe, just maybe someone would show that other beater his place.

Suggesting to hit Lucian would make him more of a target, but he was still watching Lucian warily, although with a steel gaze that dared him to hit it at him again.

Notes; Seizel is examining the field and defending the goal posts, subtly hinting that he thinks Claire is just lounging on her broom.

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[elijah]

Elijah's opinion on Quidditch games changed day to day. He liked the fun of it. He was definitely capable of getting into the sport, and cheering along his team as much as anyone else might. It was hard to ignore the thrill of a game. The attitude of the crowd was addicting and contagious. Elijah was not the type to dress up in blue for Ravenclaw, or wear wacky hats with a raven on them and shout at the top of his lungs... but he would cheer when good plays were made, and pray for his house's success like any other student. One of Molly's best friends, Jaycen, was on the Quidditch team, and he knew them each through his girlfriend, so it wasn't as though he had no reason but house ties to cheer on Ravenclaw. He paid particular attention to him, though it seemed to be a rather slow day for the beater.

Elijah didn't play himself. Once upon a time he had had hopes that, maybe, someday he could be on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team... He'd been pretty decent at flying, too. But those dreams had all fallen apart a long time ago. He couldn't deal with heights anymore. Well, he could deal with them, he just couldn't deal with looking down at the ground from a great height and seeing the same image from memory sprawled down on the grass tens of feet below him. It didn't sit well in his mind, to say the least, so he hadn't flown at all in many years. Maybe someday he would buy a new broom and take up the activity again, but for now he was just content sitting on the sidelines, watching and cheering on Ravenclaw.

-Elijah is a spectator-

[ALEXIS MYRA ADAMS]

alexis didn't know why she'd even bothered coming to the match. she supported neither side in the slightest, nor found quidditch a very entertaining game. a load of people in house colours flying one way..then the other..chasing balls. honestly, alexis thought there were much better things to chase in the world, and as for the brooms supposedly making it exciting, she didn't see how. they flew, so what.

she sighed and shifted in the seat, amongst the other slytherin's who had shown their face. if anything, she'd come just to see if any of the idiots fell off their broom - which would make it a little bit more endurable in all honesty. though from the look of the beaters' aims so far any hope of that was long gone. alexis wondered how the hell these idiots were managing to stay on their brooms without aids of a bludger badly aimed at them - none of them were very bright in her opinion, whether half of them were ravenclaws or not. alexis ran a hand through her blonde locks and proceeded to watch anyway. oh how boring.

( alexis is spectating, though god knows why, all she's doing is complaining about things and saying how bored she is. )

[LUCY SARAH WEASLEY]

hate to stare....

The failed snitch chase had only strengthened Lucy's resolve to win this game. She had seen that snitch first. The first sighting of the game belonged to her. That seemed to foresee a victory for Hufflepuff in her mind... after all, she had the momentum now, didn't she? Hopefully the fact that Raychel had not seen the snitch first would set the blonde off, make her question her game and hesitate in crucial moments that would end in the golden ball clutched firmly in Lucy's grasp. ...Hopefully.

Her eyes were constantly moving, ignoring the action on the pitch in search for the golden flying ball. She wasn't deaf, though, and could hear the cheers and boos of the crowd mixed with the gasps of shocked students at what she supposed must be a bludger hit. A quick glance around confirmed that Deimos had been hit. Good. The Hufflepuff beaters were on fire today, and apparently the Ravenclaws were lagging behind, not that she was complaining.

The red head looked around again just in time to see Raychel shoot off down the field, and without really thinking she raced after. While streaking down the field she saw it, the little flash of light hovering around the Ravenclaw goal posts... she egged her broom forwards, praying that she could catch up to the Ravenclaw seeker and catch it in time...

Wait, where was it? She thought she saw it streak away, but lost sight of it, and a look at her counterpart confirmed that Raychel must have lost sight of it, too... Oh well, next time was Lucy's time.

***Lucy saw and lost the snitch.

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[DUNSTABLE VERNON DURSLEY]

Dunstable did a fist pump when he saw that he managed to knock the quaffle out of Deimos’s hands. But then that smile of his turned into a frown when he saw that it was Hector that had gotten the Quaffle in the end. Where had been the rest of the Hufflepuff chasers? They really needed to get their butts into gear. He noticed that Lucian was going for a bludger and he hoped that he was going to hit Hector with it. He was actually about to go for the other bludger when he noticed that Lucian had now hit the bludger towards Makenna. “Lucian what the bloody hell do you think you’re doing?” he yelled at the other hufflepuff beater before speeding up to defend Makenna from the bludger.

( Dunstable is attempting to defend Makenna )

[☠ KING STEVE]

( d i c e . r o l l )

1. Lucian is attempting to hit a bludger at Makenna. Dunstable is attempting to Defend Makenna's honor.

strength + dice roll = 6 + 4 = 10
Dunstable's Dexterity + dice roll = 3 + 4 = 7

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Results: Dunstable fails to defend the bludger from spiraling towards Makenna.

2. Roll to determine damage done to Makenna.

[/color] strength + same dice roll = 6 + 4 = 10
Makenna's vitality + new dice roll = 2 + 3 = 5
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Results: Since the difference is 5, Makenna loses 1 vitality.

Notes:

• Makenna is hit by the bludger, and has 1 vitality point left. Careful.
  
• Seizel would suggest aiming all bludgers at Lucian.
  
• Hector must pass the quaffle before Ravenclaw can go for the goal.
  
• Hufflepuff Chasers can attempt to steal the quaffle from Hector before he posts. Only able to intercept after Hector makes the pass to another Ravenclaw. chaser.
  
• Beaters can hit a bludger at anyone. Except Lucian
  
• Beaters must post they are going after the bludger for the offensive attack, wait one post, and then do a post of hitting the bludger at a player.
  
• Spectators can post in here as well. Please make sure to put in your notes that you are a spectator.
  
• Don't forget to say in your notes what you are attempting to do.
  

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1. Raychel and Lucy are searching for the snitch.

alertness + Dice Roll = 5 + 4 = 9
Raychel's Alertness + Dice Roll = 4 + 6 = 10

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Results: Raychel spots the snitch, then loses sight of it, but she gains +1 to her dexterity for the rest of the game.

Notes:

• Raychel's dexterity is now 10.
  
• Anyone can attempt to steal before Hector posts.
  
• Beaters can hit a bludger at anyone.
  
• Beaters must post they are going after the bludger for the an offensive attack, wait one post, and then do a post of hitting the bludger at a player.
  
• Spectators can post in here as well. Please make sure to put in your notes that you are a spectator.
  
• Don't forget to say in your notes what you are attempting to do.
  
• Raychel must post first before Lucy to say that she saw the snitch, chases after it, then loses sight of it. Then Lucy Weasley posts that she has seen the snitch after Raychel goes after the snitch, and also loses sight of it.

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[HECTOR ALLEN WULFE]

Hector glanced around him quickly and saw that Ravenclaw missed the snitch. He mentally swore and kept flying, dodging bludgers and other players. A bug smashed into his face and he wrinkled it up, trying to get it off. Finally he lifted his free hand and balanced on his broom while flying, wiping the guys off his nose. Clutching his broom again, he turned just in time to see a bludger heading his way, only to see it hit a Hufflepuff. Whipping his head around, he went to congratulate the Ravenclaw Beater who hit it, but was surprise, and angry, to see that it was Lucien who'd hit his own teammate. The chivalry of Dunstable for trying to save her kind of made up to it. He made a mental note to say something later, and kept flying towards the goals. Getting as close as he could, Hector reared back and threw the quaffle to Deimos. "Hey Deimos! It's all you!" he yelled.

(Hector is passing to Deimos.)

[LYRA KARA THORNTON]

lyra glanced toward lucian as she saw him go to hit a bludger out of the corner of her eye, her attention caught for a second and then glancing back to see hector with the quaffle .. damn it. and then she saw the bludger fly past...right for makenna. lyra snapped her gaze to lucian, for a second not understanding how the bludger had come from there if he was the owner beater in that area..then it clicked. "YOU BLOODY IDIOT! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOUR PLAYING AT!?" lyra forgot the quaffle for a moment and flew toward lucian, so so tempted to grab that beaters bat and hit him over the head with it - HARD. "you hit the ravenclaws you damn fool!! what the hell is wrong with you!" lyra shook her head. "we'll discuss this later!" lyra was outraged but they had a game to win. shaking her head, lyra shot forward on the broom, gripping the broom in irriation and seeing hector attempt to pass to deimos, and she sent the broom faster, hands trying to grab the quaffle.

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lyra is getting ready to KILL lucian and trying to intercept the pass )

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[deimos]

as one hufflepuff hit another with a bludger deimos let out a chuckle. wow the puffs really were loosing their heads..their game tactics has really gone down hill these days...deimos shook his head, looking at the hufflepuff beater - he looked pretty pleased with himself .. but what a complete fool. that had done nothing for hufflepuff except hinder them, and it was hardly likely to gain him any friends. deimos heard someone shout his name and he turned toward the call, locking eyes on the quaffle heading his way...seeing a damn puff coming their way he shot forward, elbow jabbing out to try and elbow the damn girl out the way and grab the quaffle himself...

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deimos is trying to get the quaffle )

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[RAYCHEL MAE ENTWHISTLE]

The Ravenclaw seeker was anxious to get this game over with. Not because of her Hufflepuff counterpart, but because the teams were evenly matched. Who knew that Hufflepuffs could at least match them. She saw one of the Hufflepuff beaters hit his own teammate, idiot, she thought. Didn’t he know it was helping the Ravenclaws. Ah well she thought as she looked around again. Wait was that the snitch under the group of chasers? She didn’t care if Lucy had seen it, she angled her broom and chased it.
"Out of my way," she called out to the chasers, flying past them. She pulled out of her dive and looked. Yes it was right there she thought, only a few meters and she could catch it. Raychel was excited, she was going to win this.

The head girl moved closer to it and within a blink it was gone. For Merlin sake, she cursed in his mind. She had been so close. Next time, she thought, next time she'd be able to wrap her fingers around the small golden ball and claim victory, now all she had to do was find it before Lucy did.

Raychel lost sight of the snitch and is looking for it again

[LILY MAKENNA MARTELL]

Failing to intercept the Quaffle as it traveled gracefully through the air to land unhindered into Deimos' hands, Makenna was fuming. The Quaffle really needed to stop ending up in the Ravenclaws' hands. Through the haze of her anger and frustration, she could hear Dunstable screaming at Jaxon for one thing or another. Figures, Jaxon was such a nowhere near the caliber of her, especially as a Beater. Now, she and Dunstable had been playing together for years. Who was he to come in and take her Beater position away from her?

Her preoccupation between her frustration and her thoughts ensured that she would fail to notice the aimed bludger headed straight for her. She only felt something heavy colliding into her abdomen, enough to get the wind knocked out of her. Thus causing her to slump over slightly as she gripped her broom tightly as she tried to breathe normally again. Through the sound of her effortful breathing, she could hear Lyra screaming at Jaxon, something about hitting at Ravenclaws. That was enough for Makenna to realize that it had been him who had hit the bludger at her. It had been no accident. Still in a slightly slumped over position, she leveled a glare at Jaxon that promised death. Nobody hit her without her hitting back. Nobody.

If only she could breathe properly, she would fly straight at him and deliver the death that was promised.


( Makenna wants to kill Lucian, but is still recovering from being hit by the Bludger )

[faolan]

As he was heading straight to intercept the bludger, rarely lost sight of it, allowing the commentator to highlight anything he might be missing. When he heard that Hector recovered the ball a large grin came on his face. It was nice to know at least one of them was awake. This was likely one of hector's best games and probably his worst. By now he would have tried to demolish every needed player on the opposite team, from the keeper to the seeker, and any weak looking chaser. The more that were out or hurt the better. As harsh as it seemed, it was quidditch. It was definitely the best constructive use of pent up stress that you could do. Instead of losing points, you gained them.

Within a flash, though, Faolan's intense concentration on his target was broken when he heard hector come up to him to yell out he needed to smash the quaffle so they could score. Raising a brow in mild confusion and amusement, he briefly looked in his friend's direction, but by then he had dashed away to the rival's goals. Shaking his head, he wanted to yell back that would be cheating, but he was now too far away. Just about when the bludger was a few meters away, everything started to happen at once. He first heard the snap of a bat and then he saw Lyra heading to intercept Hector's ball. Narrowing his eyes, there was no way he was going to let that happen again. Deimos had lost it once and they were this close to scoring the first goal of the game. Taking his bat, he positioned himself to get a solid hit and aimed the big black ball of doom straight at the captain of the Hufflepuff team.

[[Faol has aimed his bludger at Lyra, hoping to hit her to keep her from intercepting the passed quaffle.]]

[LUCY SARAH WEASLEY]

hate to stare....

For the third time the young red head was reduced to the waiting game. With every passing second she became more and more frustrated, especially when she became distracted by a scene on the pitch below. She'd always known the Lucien had had some issues... he was never the kindest soul, and sometimes she wondered how it was exactly that he'd ended up in her house, but she would have never thought he would pull a stunt as he did in the middle of a game. If he had an issue with Lily, it should be brought up off of the field, not in the middle of their first bloody match of the entire year! She knew, however, that Lyra had a good hold on her entire team. Lucien's little stunt would cost him, but it would be dealt with and not allowed to slide right by. The red-head gazed after Lily for a while, hoping that the girl wasn't too badly hurt by her housemate's foolish move.

When Lucy looked around for the snitch again, she noticed a second too late Raychel shooting off again, clearly with purpose. Of course the Hufflepuff seeker chased close behind, though it took a moment of the chase to see the glittering gold snitch hovering in the air. And a moment later... gone. Both Raychel and Lucy had managed to lose sight of the priceless ball. Just perfect. "Flobberworm," the redhead hissed under her breath, returning to the search with all the more motivation to come up with the snitch in her grasp.

***Lucy saw and lost the snitch.

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you're too curious for your own good

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