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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 30, 2006 19:00:46 GMT
Grace pointed to the ground and said in a very deep voice, "land! Land! Land!"
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 30, 2006 19:21:11 GMT
Girty rolled her eyes.
"Yes Grace that is going to wo...." She broke of noticing the broom was going down.
"How the hell???" Girty hung in amazement as she got closer the the ground. When she got to a good height she let go and jumped off the broom.
"Well Done!" she shouted tot he people above her.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 30, 2006 19:33:52 GMT
Grace clapped. "Bravo! Bravo!" she called. "Feeling better yet?" she asked, gliding next to Girty and landing.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 30, 2006 19:38:16 GMT
Girty looked up at Grace.
"Well if there is only meant to be one of you then yes I'm" She stood up and rubbed her face.
"Lets hope i do not do that in the match" she giggled and hopped back onto her broom.
"Come on Capitan lead the way. You need to train your troops."
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Aug 30, 2006 19:52:39 GMT
Boggleworth flew close to Grace then saluted, "ready for your orders sah!" he shouted,
"Line up for the Captain!" he shouted grinning from ear to ear.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 30, 2006 20:39:37 GMT
Grace smiled from Girty to Bog, nodded and then saw the quaffle lying on the grass near by. She ran to it and picked it up. "We're all warmed up," she said to no one in particular. She strolled to the trunk, "Thom, here you go!" and removed the tiny ball. She opened her palm and watched it fly away towards the opposite goal hoops. Then she tossed the quaffle to Bog, "now we're playing!" She ran quickly to her broom, hopped on and whizzed towards the goal hoops.
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Post by Thom Moen on Aug 30, 2006 22:21:30 GMT
Thom, who had been hovering above the three of them quite forlornly for a while, immediately tensed up as Grace opened her palm to reveal the little golden snitch. Like an eager dog being thrown a stick my it's owner, Thom leaned forward on his broomstick and shot off after it, his hair tousling about his face as he went. As he moved further away, he soon lost track of their voices...
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Post by dreamboat on Aug 30, 2006 22:29:04 GMT
"Um.. grace," Alicia said shyly, looking at the captian after she had released the snitch "Dereks not here, what do you want me to do?"
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Post by Thom Moen on Aug 31, 2006 13:58:11 GMT
The golden snitch suddenly appeared right in front of Alicia's nose, hovering there with its metallic wings humming softly, before shooting off in a zigzag up the opposite end of the pitch. A split second later Thom stormed past her, one arm out stretched.
'Knock bludgers at me!' he said as fast as he could before he was out of range again.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 31, 2006 18:33:31 GMT
Grace frowned. "Um ... well-" then Thom spoke. "That's an idea!" she flew back to the trunk and opened it. "I'm only going to let one out for now. When Derek gets here, we can talk about letting the other one out." She took a bat and offered it to Alicia, "here!" Then released the bludger...
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 31, 2006 18:37:54 GMT
Girty flew around above everyone and laughed about the thought about the bludger going after Thom. She flew toward Bog who had the quaffle and tried to tackle him without pushing him off his broom.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 31, 2006 18:42:59 GMT
Grace smiled at Alicia, "enjoy!" She nodded and hopped back onto her broom, then zoomed off back to her defencive position in front of the goal hoops.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Sept 13, 2006 7:59:45 GMT
Bog gave very little fight when it came to taking the quaffle. Girty flew around waiting for Grace to get into position.
"Ready!!" She shouted as she saw Grace fly near the hoops.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Sept 13, 2006 18:22:00 GMT
Grace smiled and nodded breifly. She held fast on her broom as she began her double eight loop infront of the hoops, waiting on the edge of her broom for Girty to shoot.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Sept 13, 2006 18:29:14 GMT
When Girty saw the nod she threw the quaffle in to the air. She flew up to get it and went flat out to get near the hoops. She weaved from side to side to try and distract her. As she got within a good range she threw the quaffle toward the left hoop.
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