:ON:
Turning towards the others on the ground, "Harris
you get to play keeper. Mathews and Vanik you're with me playing
chaser."
Gwen flew up and took the Quaffle, she looked at the
other chasers, "Catch me if you can!"
Vanik lifted off the ground easily. He was a bit of a hot-shot.
"Right on you, Commander."
Mathews was a little new at this game but eager to give it a shot,
having read
all about the game then seeing the last game played on the Eagle. He
just was
not too sure yet about the idea of flying on a broom. Seemed a little
odd
but hey there was the ships doctor. If he fell and broke something she
could
fix it. He had heard she was a WONDERFUL doctor. Excellent. Skilled and
so
pretty to boot.
I am on you sir" following after her, holding
perhaps a little too tight to his broom.
Harris Flew up to the goals. He was a little timid on the broom
still. But he was still certain he could play the position.
Besides, it would be great to beat the Captain at something.
Gwen Flew off towards the goals, then she pointed her broom straight at
Harris. When she got within 10 feet of the keeper she bolted to the
left
and a second later, she tossed the quaffle to the right towards Vanik
on the
opposite side of the goals.
Vanik had been watching Gwen the whole distance. The minute the
quaffle
came to his hands he fired it as hard as he could to the left goal ring.
Mathews watched this impressed and hoping for a chance. It looked to
exhilarating.
Harris was startled when Gwen came straight at him. He was worried
that
she was going to fly straight into him. A split second before she
turned
to her left, he turned to his left, which accidentally put him into the
right
position to block the quaffle that Vanik threw.
"Wow, that was exciting!" He said as
he tossed the Quaffle to Mathews.
Gwen grinned, "That looked a little bit like luck to me. Nice job
there Harris."
Vanik was also a bit of a hot-head as well. He let a curse slip out as
Harris blocked his shot.
For a second Mathews wanted to cringe as he saw the quaffle coming
towards him.
He seemed almost reluctant to release his hold of the broom, finally
forced himself
to do so clinging to the broom with his knees and hoping the thing did
not have
a disposition to throw people off it. How did they catch the thing
while moving
anyway. But once he had it in hand it seemed better and he held it
tight as he
started towards the goal. Throw it he told himself as he got closer.
Throw it
to someone else. And he did, towards the right, towards Vanik, he hoped.
Vanik had watched Mathews and saw the uncertainty. He almost shouted
"Throw the damn thing," when Mathews indeed tossed it to him.
Vanik shot towards the goals.
He zigged to the right, then back to the left.
He flew straight at Harris and took his shot right at the center ring.
Luck wasn't with Harris this time. He has been watching Mathews and
could
see how hesitant the guy was. He was sure there was no way that the
other
guy could get the ball past him. He was surprised when the ball went
to
Vanik. It took him a bit to long to recover his wits. He missed the
quaffle by inches as it sailed over his head and into the goal.
Gwen flew after the quaffle and snatched it up. "Nice shot
Vanik!"
Vanik knew it was a nice shot. In fact it was a damn good shot. He
knew he was a shoe-in for the team.
She swung around the goals and then angled up to the
height of the highest goal and turned 180 degrees back to the goals.
This
time she flew in a zig zag pattern, both left and right and up and
down.
Then she tossed it towards Mathews. She wanted to give the guy more
chances and hopefully more confidence.
He felt a little
more confident now that he had managed to catch the ball once before
and though
he was not too sure about this, removed his hands from the broom,
reaching out
to catch the broom. He just hoped his family sued if he died horribly.
"Come to papa! Please."
Harris watched Gwen and was getting slightly dizzy
from it. He was glad when she tossed the ball to Mathews. He
wouldn't get too relaxed this time around. He carefully watched the
eyes
of Mathews and the quaffles.
Vanik mirrored Mathews movements and flew parallel to him towards the
goal. He was certain Mathews would chicken out again and toss the
quaffle
to him.
Gwen flew off towards the opposite side of the rings from Vanik and
Mathews. She was getting a little annoyed with Vanik. He had no
patience.
This time he wanted to get it in himself. He just had to do this. He
looked at
the other players, could see Vanik but this time he did not toss the
quaffle.
Instead a fixed look of determination on his face he suddenly threw the
ball at
the far right goal.
Harris smiled and easily caught the Quaffle. He tossed the ball back
to
Vanik, glad to finally have stopped something on his own, not just with
luck.
Vanik was quick to respond. He again came right at Harris. "You may
be able to stop Mathews, Harry-boy, but not me." He brought his arm up
to
throw at the rings, but instead fired the shot over to Gwen.
Gwen easily caught the quaffle and just as fast she released it to the
goal the
farthest from Harris.
Mathews sighed, feeling bad that he had not gotten the quaffle in. He
did not
like what Vanik has said about Harris stopping him.
The smile on Harris' face vanished as he saw the Quaffle and knew there
was no
way he could make up the distance in time. But, he gave it his most
valiant effort. Still missing the ball by a mile though.
"Nice shot Gwen."
Gwen grinned, "Thanks Harris.
"Okay, I think that's enough. Next group
up, Talis, Morris, Agen, and Crick."
Vanik directed his broom back to the waiting area. Flying past
Mathews,
he said easily, "Don't sweat it, Mathews. You didn't have a chance
up against me and the XO."
"Like you are going to get it" he said back, only saying it as a come
back but not really feeling it. He did not like the comment. It hurt
his
feelings and made him hope Vanik didn't get the place.
:TBC:
Lt. Cmdr. Gwen
Marqusa
Chaser Contender
Lt. Roman Haas
Chaser Contender
Dr Ratchet
Chaser Contender
Lt. Soren
Judge
NPC by Gwen
Vanik
Chaser Contender
NPC by Rommie
Mathews
Chaser Contender
NPC by Ratch
Harris
Keepr Contender
NPC by Gwen
USS Eagle
Quidditch Team
