Jordanna Howard
October 31, 2006 9:01 PM
Quidditch Championship: A spectator's sport by Jordanna Howard
There was a reason that Jordanna Howard- who hadn’t even shown up at her own house’s Quidditch game, and didn’t even like Quidditch that much, for that matter- could be found sporting canary yellow from her robes to the ribbon in her hair. These were Quidditch stands at the finals for Teppenpaw versus Pecari. It wasn’t really the game she was here for, though she might have looked attentive as she observed what a pretty shade of blue the sky was and what pretty dress robes it would make. The blonde Crotalus was here to make a point- Quidditch was better off left to boys, and girls were better off finding other hobbies.It was okay that girls weren’t good at sports; there were other things to excel at, artistic things like music, painting, or dancing. There were academics to immerse one’s self in, if you so chose. You could involve yourself in the current news; know what’s going on in the world, from fashion to politics. A girl could even learn things like how to run a household (a hard thing by any standards) and everyday household chores. But sports were just dirty things that were best left to the cruder of the sexes.
And don’t worry if you thought her point was thoughtless or sexist- she had her proof. Crotalus, her own house, had lost because they had a girl captain and Teppenpaw had a guy captain. Aladren had lost because they had a girl captain, and Pecari had cocaptains representing both genders- but Ash Craven must obviously be responsible for why they had won. True Aladren had the most boys on the team, but having a female captain had obviously failed them. These were the major reasons why the teen who actually knew very little about the sport had decided the two teams in the championship had made it there in the first place. And now she wore yellow robes in support of Pecari- the team with the greater amount of male players. This team, she thought, would obviously win.
Daintily wiping away at a bead of sweat , disgusted at the heat of the day, she yelled with as much enthusiasm as she could muster (a respectable amount, considering she didn’t like the sport, but not much) she cheered, “Go Pecari!”
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Subthreads: OOC by Professor Deck
Also in the stands! by Echo Elms
Tepps for the Cup! by Leo Idoya III with Dillon Welsh, Eavan and Earl Valentine
This was not expected by Jennifer Zucchero with Ben Stafford, Geoffrey Spindler
Suddenly things don't seem so bright... by Meredith Lail
Go Tepps! (Tag: Kaylie) by Chris Dupree with Kaylie
Quidditch Championship: Post Game (Stephen!) by Mia Kerova with Stephen Baxter, Mia
For Dalila by Jake Santoro with Dalila Bastet, Dalila
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Mia Kerova
November 23, 2006 12:31 AM
Quidditch Championship: Post Game (Stephen!) by Mia Kerova
Mia wasn’t a quidditch fanatic. That was pretty obvious. She didn’t watch a lot of sports in general. Not like her brothers and her dad would watch football. She played some sports sometimes, but not quidditch. Flying was one thing. That was fun. But avoiding being hit by speeding metal balls was a whole other story. What weirdo thought that would be fun? But Mia was at the Pitch that hot day to cheer on her house team who did think the game was fun to play, and, of course, to cheer on Stephen.She showed her support by sporting her house colors, a yellow top and light brown capris, plus a gold and brown striped ribbon holding her hair in a ponytail. Still slightly self-conscious since Christmas break, she was upset she couldn’t wear some kind of jacket, but even the light one was uncomfortable in that weather so it stayed around her waist. She even questioned wearing her charm bracelet, but her wrist felt strange without it. With a fanning spell in place making her and probably the person behind her more comfortable, Mia cheered on the Pecari team. She wanted to cheer for Tally too, since she was her best friend at Sonora, but she stuck to just cheering for her own team in the final match. She’d talk to Tally sometime after the game.
The game seemed to be going well enough, not a lot of action to start off, but then that Teppenpaw beater went to work on Liz and the first year, Caedence who hadn’t had the best luck with bludgers in the other game either. Mia stopped watching Stephen, whom she had been mainly focused on before bludgers started breaking things and drew her attention away, and kept her eyes on Ginger, hoping she’d see the snitch and catch it soon. It seemed like Pecari’s best hope. Mia bit her lip as she watched events unfold. She heard grumbling from within the crowd, another unhappy spectator. Mia may not speak to her much, but she didn’t want Liz hurt like that. That left Saul by himself and Pecari without much hope, but they were far from giving up.
“Come on Ginger. You can do it.” Mia whispered, she clasped her hands together around her wand. Ginger just needed to get the snitch. She had done it before.
Well, so much for that. Kaylie got to the snitch first and just after Saul had scored. Mia frowned. It really was disappointing. Maybe she hadn’t expected Pecari to lose even after losing two chasers. They hadn’t lost yet so the first loss was tough. She wondered how the team would take it. Mia got up a split second after the snitch was caught, pocketed her wand and weaved her way through the crowd to get off the stands and down onto the pitch to meet Stephen. She was sure he would be alright. It was just a game after all.
Mia stood by the edge of the Pitch looking around for Stephen. Caedence had stormed past looking furious. Mia stepped aside, letting her go. She watched the first year’s retreating back and shook her head slowly. Maybe it was more serious than Mia thought. Or maybe the girl was just overreacting. Mia looked back at the pitch finally spotting Stephen and waved him down with a sympathetic smile. Stephen could find the lighter side of things. She was sure he’d be fine.\n\n
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Stephen Baxter
November 24, 2006 12:05 AM
Well... that was an anticlimax for the game by Stephen Baxter
Stephen sat there for a bit, trying to work out what had happened. The Teppenpaw Chasers hadn't got anywhere near him! The Quaffle hadn't seemed to make it past the halfway point once. Not once. This ... sucked.Fido, clearly not happy either, tilted to the side, and Stephen went with it, so that they looped the rings, slowly, one more time before looking to the stands. Mia wasn't there anymore. Perplexed, Stephen looked harder, to the left and right of where she'd been sitting. Moving his search further afield, he finally spotted her on the pitch, waving him down.
As he descended, he started to cheer up a little again.
At least, he was until he spotted some of the other activity happening on the pitch. That Chris kid from Aladren was... kissing Kaylie. Kaylie who had thrown up during the game and hadn't stopped to wash her mouth out or anything. Ewwww. That was gross. Almost as bad as the idea of Sorrel and her stone-aged boyfriend.
Struggling valiantly against the urge to watch it continue and see the look on Chris' face when he realised his mistake, Stephen landed, and forced himself to look away. He closed his eyes for moment, to try and escape the mental image and then opened them again to smile weakly at Mia.
"Next time," he said, trying to lighten the bleak mood of defeat, "with any luck Jake'll have his Chasers a little more trained up so we can have us a real game." He paused. "And win," he added. And he'd finally get to actually do something in a game. This whole season had been washout.\n\n
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Mia
November 24, 2006 12:35 PM
No kidding, but it's not all bad. by Mia
Mia stopped waving when Stephen saw her and started coming down. He didn’t look at all like she expected. Was she the only one that felt like this loss wasn’t the end of the world? Pecari put up a good fight. At least he was taking it better than the first year. She was almost worried to see the Cravens who were already agitated by Coach Fox.Mia nodded encouragingly as Stephen spoke. At least he was smiling...sort of. But what could you expect. He had barely anything to do throughout both of the games he played, after his obvious excitement over showing off his fixed up broom, plus his team lost the championship. Things definitely could’ve been better.
"Next time, with any luck Jake'll have his Chasers a little more trained up so we can have us a real game." He paused. "And win," A real game? Lexi wasn’t enough? Seeing Saul go against the Teppenpaw chasers and beaters alone would’ve made for a pretty good game if Kaylie hadn’t caught the snitch so soon after. But Mia knew what he meant.
“Yeah, maybe they’ll make it to your side of the Pitch next time and we’ll see some more action. But if Jake can’t do anything about his chasers, he’s always got Lexi for back up, but Pecari has a great team all around and the greatest Keeper at Sonora.”
Surprising herself a little, Mia put her arms around his neck and kissed him. Probably the first time she had done it first. Hopefully it would bring him back to his normal goofy self. She preferred that. It would happen eventually, she knew. No one could mope over a school game forever. She pulled back and looked for a genuine smile.
“And,” she added, “last I checked we were winning the point competition. You can guess who’s not happy about that, besides the other houses.” Tavarius Mims, the stuck up portrait by the Cascade Hall entrance, was never happy when Pecari won. He was very blunt about it too. And yet, Pecari kept winning and they’d do it again this year. That had to cheer up the team and watching an angry Tavarius was good for a laugh.\n\n
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Stephen Baxter
November 28, 2006 8:16 AM
True *innocent grin* by Stephen Baxter
Before Stephen could even answer Mia with a 'too true' and a wink, she managed to surprise them both, actually starting a display of public affection! It wasn't a particuarly long kiss, but Stephen was grinning goofily at the end of it, feeling remarkable pleased with himself. And with Mia. Quidditch was over, and here he had a pretty girl quite happy to throw herself at him in view of the entire school. There were definitely more pleasant things to think about. Or..."Old Mims?" he asked after she'd gone on, but not really after an answer. His eyes were on her face, but most especially on her lips. "You know," he said, still looking at her face for a moment before glancing at the stands and grinning, "I've been thinking about an awesome use for the corridor ride." An arm around the waist, and starting to walk, bringing her along, he continued, "now, I did think about I might be the one to go for the run, but I'm not so sure it'll work, because - hot as you undoubtedly are - you're not really up to catching a guy."
He winked at her as he moved them off the pitch, and past the stands.
"Now me, I think I could just about take your weight," he teased, before glancing around and then turning quickly, lifting Mia up for a moment to get her over the small first barrier, before following himself, grabbing her hand and ducking under a low beam, pulling her behind him.
"Although," he said after a moment, "I'm not sure I really want to try it out just yet. My turn."
Stephen grinned at her again, then cupping her chin to lift it slightly, he leant in, instigating another kiss. A moment later, his hands started to move from their previously innocent positions, sliding slowly but surely towards other goals.\n\n
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