(C.E.L.F. Chaser)

"Nice score, Jenn!" Jessie shouted as her team mate scored a goal. But her attention quickly shifted to the quaffle that was being tossed back into play. She noticed that the quaffle was going to soar just below her broom. Jessie wrapped her legs tightly around her broom and alowed herself to slip off so she was dangling by her feet as she caught the ball. As quickly as she could she swung herself upright again and darted off towards the goals. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a bludger hit by the other teams beater flying her way. "Jenn!" She shouted as she tossed her the ball to avoid dropping it upon impact. Just as the quaffle left her hands the bludger made a sharp contact with her left arm.

(C.E.L.F Chaser)

::Jenn heard Jessie's voice ans swooped forward to catch thge fallen quaffle as the bludger hit Jessie. Grimacing to herself, she waited for Jessie's nod to assure she was alright before continueing the game. Glancing around, she spotted many players near the other end of the field. Knowing the only way to barricade through them was with Nancy's help. Dreading the move that she knew was coming, Jenn flew toward Nancy and nodded.::

(C.E.L.F. Chaser)

Jessie grabbed her arm as the bludger hit it. It hurt like heck, but thats taking one for team! She gave Jenn a reashuring nod to let her know she was ok. She looked over at Nancy and smiled as she waited for the play she knew was coming.

(C.E.L.F. Beater)

Nancy cheered on her broom excitedly as Jenn had scored for their team, but then she saw Jessie was hurt. "You OK?" She called out to her. She had to think of a plan and fast. Jenn would need help. She saw Jenn's nod and knew what she had to do! She flew quickly over to her teammate Jenn and whispered, "Brace yourself" Into her ear.

Nancy swung her broom around and got behind Jenn. She grabbed onto the back of Jenn's broom and began to swing her around as fast as she could. Faster and faster she swung her until she became dizzy. She aimed Jenn twards the Scrooges goalpost and let her go.

(CELF Chaser)

::Jenn squeezed her eyes tightly as she was swung in circles by Nancy. 'Thank goodness I didn't eat much breakfast this morning,' she thought to herself with a sigh of relief. As Nancy let her go and Jenn was flung toward the oposing team's goalposts with lighting speed, she peeled her eyes open to wait for the right moment. As she spotted the goalposts coming nearer and nearer, Jenn suddenly let go of her broomstick and gripped it with her tights. Flipping upsidedown, she tossed the quaffle into the right hoop and reached up to grab her broomstick. Lifting herself up in time before colliding with the goalpost, Jenn held on tightly as she felt the metal goals breeze past her hair.::

::Swinging her broomstick back around to the center of the field, Jenn gave a relieved smile and shook her head to rid herself of her dizziness.::

(C.E.L.F. Chaser)

Jessie gave a small laugh at their crazy play, but hey, it worked didn't it? By now her arm was feeling much better. After shaking her arm out she noticed the quaffle was being thrown back into play. She saw that it was just above her reach and slowly brought up each leg so she was crouching on the broom, still in mid-air. Just before the quaffle could pass over her head she stood up like she was surfing and caught the quaffle. "It pays off to live in california!" She said as she tucked the quaffle under her arm and sat back down on the broom, speeding off towards the goals.


Edit::: Just so everyone knows, I got mixed up. My RP character lives in California. *slaps forehead* I live in Maryland. XD Sorry!

(HE S. Beater)

::Swift ran to the pitch, bleary eyed and barely awake.... who the heck thought of starting the game when I'm asleep?? Must have been Lily... drat her sister. Up in the air, a lot was going on, and Swift could barely see Lily, her bat in her hand. Smirking, she lifted herself up from the ground. Revenge is mine...

She spotted a Bludger on the CELF's side of the pitch, heading towards it, until she saw Jessie headed towards the HE S.'s goals. With the tip of her bat, she knocked the Bludger towards her, spun around, and started to dribble it towards the Slytherin, urging her broom on; it was no easy task, trying to out-fly a Slytherin.

When she was within whacking distance, Swift took the chance. She jumped up onto her broom, and crouched low, sending the Bludger flying as she used her body weight to hit it towards Jessie. It did look like a dead hit, but Swift wasn't going to stay and watch; all she knew was that that Quaffle was not going to go into those goalposts any time soon.::

(HE Scrooges Keeper)

::Disgruntled that the game had started when most of her team were asleep, Amy flew onto the pitch and assumed her position by the goalposts.

Quickly making an assessment of the game, she glanced towards the scoreboard, but it was too far away to make any sort of sense. Shrugging, she focussed on the game, watching as Lisa hit a bludger towards Jessie. Turning away before she saw any sort of impact - she was not a fan of broken bones and blood - Amy looked for the rest of her team.

Etta and Marie were doing some sort of complicated Chaser move, and it didn't appear as though Aliza had arrived yet.

Well that's what you get for having the game start when half of us are asleep She thought, glaring at no one in particular.

Not having much else to do until CELF decided to send the Quaffle her way, she continued to circle the goalposts, but never taking her eye from the red ball.::

(HE scrooges keeper)

::Amy was still watching the pitch when she saw a small kafuffle on the ground below her. She glanced down, and saw someone with a purple broom stumble onto the pitch and lose her broom and wand before getting up and staggering around a bit.

Looks like that one's out on a day pass She thought, before gasping and realising that it was, in fact, Elfie Dumbledore, their one and only esteemed headmistress.

Sweeping her gaze around the pitch, and not seeing the Quaffle anywhere near her, she glanced back at Elfie, who was now flying in circles, as though drunk, towards her CELF teammates.

Well this should be interesting Amy thought, and continued to watch.

(CELF Chaser)

As the wind blew faster and harder, the elf's broomstick spun out of control, hitting her into several other people on broomsticks. A small quaffle shaped ball flying high into the air in front of her - well at least I am chasing now - grinning slightly, she turned her head around just in time to see what was in front of her. Her eyes widened as her broom buckled and threw her towards the hoops, a small dinging sound echoing around the pitch - oh oh - suddenly she found herself stuck inside the middle hoop - her big elf ears flapping in the wind as her legs dangled in mid air. She was stuck!

(HE S. Beater)

"AAAAAAAAAAMYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Swift grinned at her captain, dropping a quick salute to her as she flew past in an attempt to catch up with the Bludger that was flying around near the ground. As she caught up with it, she twisted her body and broom around, so that her back was facing the ground, and scanned the sky for her dearest elder raven-like sister. Okay, so she's not so raven-like.... but she's a Raven, Swift thought to herself, spotting the said Raven near the CELF goalposts.

"BIG SIS!!!!!!!!!!!" She shouted upwards, grinning as her sister turned to look at her. With the Bludger carefully balanced on the edge of her bat, Swift flew upwards, going to tacklehuggle Lily.

Which is what she did. A very sisterly one, at that.

The impact of the tacklehuggle sent the two spinning, and Swift used the momentum to fly off in the same direction she was going, before lightly hitting the Bludger that way as well. She sped after it, getting behind it, then smirked.

"I love you, sis, but sorry," she murmured. As she sent the Bludger, hard, towards her sister, she winced. That was gong to hurt.

Oops!::

((HE Scrooges Chaser))

:Etta caught the quaffle after having been attacked by two burly looking children, she blinked and yawned as she realised it was CELF Beaters. Her eyes widedened as she watched a woman on a purple broom fly into the goals and get stuck. Etta flew over so that she was standing in front of the opposing Chaser.

"Seriously, after everyone she could pick, why did Lily pick you?" She asked the woman who now appeared to be sleeping in the goal.

At that moment Etta's attention was drawn to her little sister, Swifty who had knocked Lily down to the ground with a mixture of sisterly love and Beater Tactics.

Yawning, Etta pushed her broom away so she could shoot the Quaffle and scored probably the worlds most laziest goal with just a simple flick of her wrist.::

(CELF Beater)

Nancy watched as Elfie entered the field and then flew out of control on her broom. She steadied herself after all the dizziness she felt from helping her teammate Jenn do her spectacular move. She started to fly twards Elfie to see what was wrong and then gasped as Elfie had somehow gotten herself stuck in one of the goalpost hoops. "Elfie!" She screamed and darted after her.
Nancy flew to the post that Elfie was stuck in and then looked back to see Etta with the quaffle. She sighed. Etta could be dealt with later, her teammate was in trouble and that is what mattered most at the time.
Nancy steadied her broom and gripped in tightly between her legs. She reached over to Elfie and began tugging on her waist in fast jerking motions to try to free her. "How did this happen Elfie?" Nancy asked as she strained to try to free her friend. She tugged and pulled several times and then finally Elfie was free. "You OK?" Nancy asked. Seeing she was ok Nancy swung her broom around and chased after a bludger that was in the air. She flew along side it and positioned herself so she could aim it at Etta. She gave the bludger a mighty whack with her beaters bat and sent the bludger hurtling tward Etta. She watched as the bludger hit Etta on the arm.

(HE Scrooges))

::Etta who couldnt care less if she was hit on the arm by bludger, caught the quaffle as it was thrown into play and shot towards the CELF goals. Doing a quick figure eight in the air Etta scored again with much ease.

"How manys that now then?" she asked the invisable commentater.