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Post by Zoe Austen on Aug 29, 2006 17:40:16 GMT
((Rosalyn is passing and Letty tries to intercept
Letty 2+4=6
Rosalyn 1+4=5
Letty gets the quaffle. Germany in possession. There is still a bludger flying at Letty she will try to swerve if she is not defended before 9 Eastern Standard Time.))
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Post by Juliana Valdez on Aug 29, 2006 22:05:59 GMT
Juliana watched smiling as Rosalyn intercepted the Quaffle from a German chaser. She cheered. “Keep it up Rosalyn!” She said racing over to the area where she was. However, right when Rosalyn tried to pass to the other Spanish Chaser, Lydia, it was intercepted by the same German Chaser as before. Juliana gritted her teeth and raced over to the German Chaser. She wanted to win so badly for Spain. Juliana wondered where Lydia and Rosalyn were for the moment because she couldn’t see them out of the corner of her eye. Juliana raced closer to the German Chaser who Juliana believed to be the Captain as well. Juliana neared the chaser still gritting her teeth harshly.
((Attempt to steal Quaffle from Letty))
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Post by izzy on Aug 29, 2006 23:08:53 GMT
Some would say Isobel was caught up in the moment, but she knew different. She, instead of paying complete attention to her captain had been thinking about the game in her own universe. Instead of seeing it as a go out there and win and have fun at the same time and everything your parent or relative would tell you she knew that in her mind it was going to be all about winning. Her black hair tied behind her she looked at herself and gladly saw her uniform and broom oging well with her imagination of what it would be like in her world cup games.
About ten or fifteen minutes later she was mounting her broom and the game was beginning. As she searched the sky and stadium she looked for the snitch. This was the first game of the world cup series and she knew that many people were counting on a victory, or at lowest a tie for Germany.
((searching for snitch))
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Post by dara on Aug 30, 2006 0:12:09 GMT
Dara rushed through the air at break neck speed. With the wind whipping the hair around her head, she could think about Letty's rousing speach in the locker room before they mounted their brooms. Just a few moments earlier, she had seen one of the bludgers whiz through the air towards her captain. Knowing that they would be in a world of hurt if Letty was taken down in their first game, Dara pushed herself to get to the other side of the field in record time. After what seemed like forevor, she placed herself in between Letty and the bludger. With a might swing, she took a crack at the bludger.
(( Defending Letty))
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Post by Zoe Austen on Aug 30, 2006 4:18:32 GMT
((Juliana attempts to steal the quaffle
Juliana 2+5=7
Letty 2+4=6
Juliana steals the quaffle. Spain in possession.
Dara tries to defend Letty
Enrique 0+6=6
Dara 1+3=4
Dara fails to defend Letty. There is still a bludger flying at Letty.
Letty attempts to swerve.
Enrique 0+2=2
Letty 1+3=4
Letty swerves and is missed by the bludger.))
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Post by nero on Aug 30, 2006 8:14:04 GMT
Lydia scowled slightly as she missed first possesion, but didn't change her speed. She trailed the German chaser for a moment and cheered loudly as Rosalyn got the Quaffle. Lydia swooped slightly to catch the ball in the pass- but one of the pesky Germans intercepted. Lydia hissed, then cheered because before long Spain had the Quaffle. Speeding as fast as 'Breezy' would take her, she tried to get as close to Juliana as she could for her to make a pass if she wanted, trying to make it not too far so any Germans could intercept. They were fairly near the goal posts, but Lydia wasn't sure if Juliana- or anyone- could make that shot.
((Getting close to Juliana))
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Post by adelle on Aug 30, 2006 11:09:57 GMT
Adelle stayed close to the action but didn't enter into the fray as the Quaffle passed back and forth between the two colourfully-robed teams. As a Spanish Chaser stole the Quaffle off Letty once again however and Adelle spotted a Bludger on the tail of her captain, she moved in at full speed towards the brown-haired Chaser in possession - all of Letty's skill would be needed for dodging that bludger. So she sat herself comfortably on her broom and took her hands off despite the speed she was whizzing through the air at far above the pitch below. It was with both hands she tried to snatch the red ball for Germany as she passed the Spanish Chaser at high speed.
((Attempting to steal from Juliana)).
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Post by Juliana Valdez on Aug 30, 2006 20:23:08 GMT
Juliana let a brief smile escape her lips as she stole the quaffle from the German Chaser. She zoomed as fast as she could towards the German Goal. Juliana wanted to win so badly. She was determined to not let those blasted Germans take the cup away from Spain. Juliana neared the goal, but she couldn't see a way to score. She glanced around for a few seconds, but there was no way for her to score. However, out of the corner of her eye, Juliana spotted another Spanish Chaser, Lydia. Juliana nodded to her as to sort of signal that she wanted to pass. She had to pass, there was no other way.
((If she holds the quaffle, pass to Lydia))
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Post by Zoe Austen on Aug 31, 2006 1:08:53 GMT
((Adelle tries to steal the quaffle from Juliana.
Adelle 1+2=3
Juliana 2+4=6
Juliana keeps the quaffle and is attempting to pass to Lydia. Spain still in possession))
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Post by Jurgen Bleichner on Aug 31, 2006 1:31:38 GMT
Jurgen frowned as he missed the steal and chaser zoomed past him. He quickly floated up and surveyed the field and saw his moment. A pass was underway and Jurgen was in perfect position to intercept. Leaning foreword on the broom he quickly got in front of the intended spanish chaser and held out his hands to catch the Quaffel.
((Attempt to Intercept the pass))
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Post by nero on Aug 31, 2006 8:41:38 GMT
Lydia grinned as the German Chaser's tackle failed. She leant sideways on her broom to catch the ball, momentarily putting all of her trust into Breezy while she took her hands from the neck of the Firebolt. Reaching out, she saw a flash of blue in the corner of her eye and scowled. As fast as she could she shot Breezy a metre or so forwards and in the same movement snatched her hands towards the ball to catch it's descent.
((Catching Quaffle))
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Post by Zoe Austen on Aug 31, 2006 16:00:30 GMT
((Jurgen attempts to intercept the pass
Jurgen 2+2=4
Juliana 2+5=7
Lydia catches the quaffle. Spain still in possession.))
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Post by rosario on Aug 31, 2006 22:33:03 GMT
Rosalyn cursed as her pass was intercepted. She turned her broom around and flew off after the German chaser. She laid down completely onto the broom, urging it to go faster. Julianna got to Letty first, stealing the Quaffle. Rosalyn slowed a bit, cheered, and turned around to follow the Spanish chasers to the German goals. Rosalyn couldn't seem to keep up. A German chaser even tried to steal the Quaffle, but Juliana kept strong. Rosalyn may have come from a different team and had played against her many times, but at this moment Rosalyn was very proud to be playing with her. She smiled and leaned forward, zooming off down the field again. There was a pass to Lydia. Rosalyn swirved a bit and started over by Lydia, waving her arms, showing she was open.
((Getting close to Lydia))
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Post by letty on Sept 1, 2006 4:07:05 GMT
Letty looked around. Spain was still in possession of the quaffle and Letty needed to call a time out. She had noticed that she needed to give the alternates a chance to play since this was the big game. She flew up near Zoe, putting herself out of the game for just a moment, and informed Zoe that she needed a time out to switch a couple of players. She wanted to be fair to all of her teammates, but she thought that the game was becoming too much for Isobel and Jaegar. She only hoped that the team wouldn't have the same outcome with Adal and Storm playing. She motioned for everyone to follow her, and flew down where the alternates were watching. "Alright, this was a hard decision, but I think the game is becoming a bit much for Isobel and Jaegar, so we are going to give Adal and Storm a chance. Mount your brooms you two. Zoe has already been informed." Moments later the team was ready to return to play.
((switching beater and seeker))
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Post by Zoe Austen on Sept 1, 2006 6:08:33 GMT
((Time out for the player to switch. Beater Jaegar Eberstark is being replaced by alternate beater Adal Klein and seeker Isobel De Biasi is being replaced by alternate Storm Rhinebeck. That completed play can resume as though uninterrupted.))
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Post by letty on Sept 1, 2006 13:54:56 GMT
Spain still had the quaffle was the only thought that kept going through Letty's mind. She had to get closer, she needed to get the quaffle back for Germany. She was almost amongst the Spanish players, and getting closer to the quaffle. She was hoping to steal it. It would be a good move, and would allow Germany the chance to score if they could ever get near the goal posts. Letty urged her Nimbus 2001 a bit closer, just a bit more. Letty stretched out and tried to knock the quaffle out of the Spanish chaser's hands.
((Trying to steal the quaffle))
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Post by nero on Sept 1, 2006 16:08:08 GMT
Lydia grinned as she caught the Quaffle, straight away zooming on her Firebolt to get nearer to the Goal Posts. But she saw a German Chaser coming nearer and gritted her teeth together. The German aimed a sort of punch-attack on the Quaffle in Lydia's hands and as she did so, Lydia urged her Firebolt on faster. The German was on a Nimbus 2001- no match for the Firebolt. Hopefully Lydia would go faster. She had slowed slightly and saw out of the corner of her eye Rosalyn. Just in time. Bringing the ball onto one hand she threw it in a hard, straight throw towards Rosalyn- as hard as possible so hopefully anyone intercepting wouldn't be able to. As she threw it Lydia shouted into the air, "Shoot Rosalyn!"- they were now close enough.
((If keeping the Quaffle, passing to Rosalyn.))
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Post by Zoe Austen on Sept 1, 2006 16:27:13 GMT
((Letty attempts to steal the quaffle.
Letty 2+4=6
Lydia 1+4=5
Letty gets the quaffle. Germany in possession.))
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Post by enrique on Sept 1, 2006 17:15:11 GMT
As Enrique watched the bludger he sent at the German chaser just miss her, he smacked his hand against his leg in anger. "Just missed her," he said angrily. The game was definitely a constant back and forth game. He didn't even have time to really watch, as he was constantly scanning for bludgers, but he could tell from the crowd's cheers that the quaffle was switching possession between the Spanish and German chasers so much that neither team could really pull together a good attempt to score. For a moment, he took the time to watch the three women who represented the Spanish chasers. Their swift movements impressed him, and he could see a great improvement from playing them all in the regular season. He smiled to himself as he was a little relieved not to be sending deadly bludgers their way. He hated seeing beautiful young women like them being hit by the menacing bludgers. Unfortunately though, Germany only had one male chaser. In a way Enrique just preferred batting at men instead of women. He kind of felt brutal in a way when forced to aim at female players. Of course, it was a game, and they were well aware of what they were into, as well as they were capable of playing at the same level as the male players. The same German chaser that he had missed earlier had possession of the quaffle again. Shrugging, Enrique flew toward the black blur that passed, and he, again, reached out with his bat and swung it at the bludger. "Maybe she'll get the point this time," he said, chuckling to himself. ((Bludger attack on Letty)) ((Sorry Letty nothing personal!))
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Post by Zoe Austen on Sept 1, 2006 20:17:46 GMT
((Enrique tries to hit a bludger at Letty.
Enrique Contact 2+1=3
Enrique hits the bludger. There is a bludger flying at Letty.))
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