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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jul 9, 2006 18:28:10 GMT
"Stuff your broom Grace, your more important." Girty moved to her side and took hold of her arm. "Ok Grace this will hurt. I have plenty of dislocate shoulders in my time now..." Girty started to put a bit of force on it and began to waggle it up and down hoping to get it back into place.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jul 9, 2006 18:47:35 GMT
Grace gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, facing away from her shoulder. "Eeer!" she moaned. As Girty wiggled her shoulder heer jaw began to shake and just when she thought she could handle it no longer, 'click!' Her shoulder was back in place. She held her theet tightly together and her eyes tightly shut. "Is it over?"
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jul 9, 2006 18:52:23 GMT
"Yes it is. Sorry about the pain aspect. You should may be sore for a bit and be careful you do not do that again." She stepped backwards to admire her work and looked around for Graces broom.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jul 9, 2006 19:06:13 GMT
Grace opened her eyes and unclenched her teeth. "Thank you," she said. She rolled her shoulder around and flexed her elbow up and down, rubbing her shoulder. She then saw Girty was looking around and did the same, "where is the confounded thing-" she had looked up and saw her broom hovering just below the center hoop. "There it is!" She looked at Girty and pointed, asking, "could you?"
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jul 9, 2006 19:09:16 GMT
Girty bowed at Grace. "Of course my lady." she laughed and skipped over towards her own broom. When she reached it she brought it down towards Grace. "All deliverers are provided with a smile."
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jul 9, 2006 21:36:04 GMT
Grace smiled and reached for her broom but realized the shot of pain shooting up her neck was coming from her arm. She lowered her arm and reached with the other. "Thanks," she said again. She rolled her sore shoulder again and mounted her broom, rising two feet into the air. She tested her arm on her broom making sure she could grip it and reach while holding on at the same time. She looked at Girty and smiled again, "see what I meant by you always know exactly what to do to help?"
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jul 10, 2006 11:28:57 GMT
Girty smiled at Grace. "This was purely by chance. And it did not involve magic." She laughed and flew higher up into the air.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jul 10, 2006 15:17:34 GMT
Grace smiled as Girty flew away and remembered herself. She looked around for the quaffle, it was lying under the left hoop, and shot towards it like a bullet. She scooped it up and flew back to her defencive position. Wanting to test her arm, she flung the quaffle at Girty with all the strength she could muster with her throbbing arm.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jul 10, 2006 15:41:59 GMT
Boggleworth had flown around the pitch a fair few times trying out different moves but now he deemed the time write to join in, he'd had a warm up. So he postitioned himself in front of Girt and caught Grace's powerful throw, his hands stung but it was worth it, I'll need to get used to that he thought. He then shouted "Wahey! Come on Girt let's score!" he headed directly towards the posts, then threw it back to Girt signalling for a pass back.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jul 10, 2006 16:24:29 GMT
Girty noticed Bog was flying off to have a go at goal. She nodded her head and flew close behind him. When he passed back the quaffle she caught it. she did a loop the loop and then flew closely to the goal hopping Bog would get into a good position. She then threw the quaffle with all her might straight at him.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jul 10, 2006 16:27:08 GMT
Boggleworth nearly dropped the quaffle because of the sheer force of Girty's throw, but he managed to gather it in, then he quickly aimed for the right hoop the furthest away from Grace.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jul 10, 2006 16:32:27 GMT
"Nice catch Bog!" she shouted as she flew past him just incase he missed or Grace fell again.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jul 10, 2006 18:54:06 GMT
Grace watched as Bog caught her pass, then to Girty, Bog and, unexpectedly, shot at the furthest goal. She did the powerful whizz-by move Prof Black had taught her and stretched for the quaffle. The tips of her fingers touched the quaffle but she was not nearly quick enough to catch it. The quaffle flew through the hoop and Grace shook her head as she zoomed to the falling quaffle. She caught it and through it up to Girty, who was closest.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jul 10, 2006 18:58:49 GMT
"Aww good try Grace!" Shouted Girty as she caught the quaffle. D "Do you want some more of them or would you like some simple ones to get your eye and shoulder in?" Girty flew away ready for her next command.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jul 10, 2006 22:45:04 GMT
Grace thought, simple one's are tempting but a challange is probably going to be better. "Surprise me!" she said. She flew back to her defencive spot in front of the center hoop.
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