Everything happened so quickly. First, the bludger connected with her outstretched wrist, causing Nyx to yell out in a rare burst of emotion as she was veered off course. Her eyes widened in panic as she looked over at Meera, who...let out a yell as well, nearly crashing in to her before the snitch flew away in the blink of an eye.

That snitch was a slippery little thing. Had they charmed it to be extra evasive? Eyes watering slightly, mostly due to her injured wrist, she looked down and let out a sigh. Her entire wrist guard had been thrown from her, and was probably now on the ground somewhere. She started to make her way to the ground, eyes still looking around in front of her. Yes, she needed to catch the snitch - but she also needed to NOT break her wrist in the process.

Thankfully, her wrist guard was easy to pick out as she swooped down to the field, and she scooped it up before rising back up into the air. She paused as she hovered over the players, trying to recalibrate and figure out where everyone was on the field. Honestly, she had no clue what the score was. She located both bludgers - for safety purposes, of course - before resuming her hunt for the snitch, strapping her wrist guard back on.

A few moments later...she noticed something glittering just over the head of her teammate Pavel, who was swooping around the field, focusing on his own portion of the game. It then fluttered above the crowd, glittering brightly as it flew over their heads. Could she really be that lucky?! Or was it another pocket watch disaster waiting to happen? She was not waiting around to have Meera find out. Flexing her wrist a few times - it was probably just going to be bruised, no harm done - she then gripped her broom and TOOK OFF.

She soared over all the players, focusing on the glittering orb she saw flying over the crowd. Yes, this had to be it. It HAD to...

Hand outstretched, she followed the snitch through the air and soared down upon it She held out her injured hand, hoping to feel the cool feel of metal in her palm. Come on, third time's the charm...

With his ear still stinging from the hit of the bludger, Mayur pressed after it as it zoom'ed down the pitch. It was getting closer to his own team mates and he needed to redirect it and soon. Pulling up in front of it, he thwacked the offending bludger back down the pitch towards Nila in the hope that she could intercept it and put it towards the English keeper.

And since he was so near to Priya, he managed to shout out to her. "Priya! Bludger, pull up!" As he closed the distance and rounded on the goal posts, hitting the bludger up and away from all play. It would soon come back, but at least Priya wasn't hurt.

Things were happening and they were happening quickly. Higgs was dating after the Snitch, of this Raju became aware of. He trusted that Meera would be doing the same. The Captain became distracted as more shouting on part of the Indian team could be heard. It seemed as though they were being assaulted by a bludger. More in particular, it was going after their Keeper. Raju could only hope that Mayur's warning helped.


Raju at the moment was looking for his Chasers. They were for the most parts close to his side. Captain Cool took a well aimed throw of the Quaffle in their direction. It was his hope that one of them would catch the pass.

Lamberto saw the Quaffle being aimed towards Raju's fellow chasers and the Englishman was determined to not let that happen! Watching out for the bludgers who were relentlessly coming in hot and the players around he dashed forward in lightning speed.

As the pass was launched Lamberto pulled up doing a barrel roll in the air once again and intercepted the Quaffle snagging it under his arm then securing it closely against his chest. Turning back around he headed to India's rings, eyes searching for an English chaser to pass it on to along the way.

Leontius let out an angry shout when Misra intercepted his pass. Then he dragged his broom around and chased him down the pitch, keeping an eye out for the bludgers as he darted between players trying to catch up. He was aware that Nyx was still in pursuit of the snitch, and found himself mentally urging the seeker on as he flew.

But the majority of his focus was on the quaffle, and this time his shout was one of relief when Lamberto intercepted the Indian chasers pass. The relief urged him forward, and he flew quickly to make himself available for his fellow chaser to pass to.

Lamberto gave a subtle grin when Leontius was approaching him in max speed. Having learned from Golzio, he flew closer to hand over the Quaffle rather than toss it and openly risk interception.

With chasers all around Lamberto prepared himself for the exchange. Steadying his broom he reached out his hand and releasing the Quaffle to Leontius! This game was intense and to be honest quite stressful but the Chaser trusted his team and knew he could count on them, putting everything they had practiced out here on the field.

Unfortunately, Raj's pass had been intercepted. There was a grit of his teeth and he shot after McKay and Urupi. Raju bid his time. There would be an occasion that would allow him to intercept. All he needed to do was to be patient and to avoid bludgers.

McKay tried to pass to Urupi and Raju took the opportunity to move in. He zoomed in while the Quaffle was in mid air. With a snatch, Team India was in possession again.

Meera was at this point following Nyx. She verified that she was indeed going to the snitch, and not being tricked, but for the most part, Nyx gave her all the information she needed. They were side by side, fighting for that snitch.

So, of course, she was also grabbing for the snitch as Nyx saw out over the crowd. She refused to allow herself to slip away again. The snitch was indeed hers. She wanted it so bad, she imagined it was true as she tried to wrap her fingers around the shiny magical object.

That had been an embarrassing throw form the English chaser. To the point where Priya might have laughed had this not been the Quidditch World Cup and the circumstances prevented it. It would be inappropriate. Still focused solely on the quaffle as it moved from hand to hand, Priya heard Anand's warning just in time. The keeper hurried to swivel out of the way of the incoming bludger.

Geffrard was watching all the action going on and his inner boy quidditch player self was so giddy with excitement on how the Quaffle was going back and forth. Then someone caught his eye and he was watching the the Snitch flying through the air and the England chaser going after it even after her injury. These players were beasts and could play through any pain, oh the world of Quidditch was the best.

His whistle was blowing to indicate that the snitch had been caught. The announcer over head was echoing the stands about the snitch being caught by the England Seeker and 50 points were given to England. The snitch was taken by Geffrard as the quaffle and bludgers kept flying.

What a game it was against the Chasers, if fans weren't on their feet cheering for these men and women they were not watching the same match as what was being played. The ball was going back and forth between England and India so much it was hard to keep up with who had it now, though a simple hand exchange looked like it was foiled by Raju, but was it?

Both teams were doing well with one of the bludgers, as Malviya was able to easily get out of the way of it the bludger took off along it's course to head into the middle the pitch after Logan's broom. The other bludger though was still on on a weird path and after changing course not once but twice the ball twitched and headed straight for Misra as he reached over he broom of he England Chaser to take the possession of the quaffle and hit him straight in the arm. What a hard hit it had to be because now the quaffle was falling towards the ground.


Geffrard winced seeing that hit by the bludger, but being the first real hit he noticed he didn't say or do anything to him that was the way the game went.


Official score with bludger hits, quaffles, and snitches:

ENGLAND: 20
India: -30

Raju gasped out aloud as pain docketed through his arm. A bludger had collided with him. The pain was even more excruciating than the hit before. Needless to say that the Quaffle had been lost. Raju was seeing blurry due to the pain but he could still make out the medium sized scarlet ball falling towards the ground.

Raju gripped his broomstick with his uninjured, unstinting hand and changed course for the Quaffle. One way or the other he was going to get it.

Closer, closer... Raju approached the ball at full speed. He switched hands to use the uninjured one to take possession of the Quaffle again. The injured one was weakly clinging to the broomstick but the Quaffle was tucked under the other.

The whistle went off! Wait, what? Could it be--did Nyx just catch the the snitch?

"Yeah!" Lamberto not only cheered for their seeker but the team as well.

YIKES!!

The Indian chaser was brutally rocked by the bludger. Lamberto cringed but the Quaffle was what mattered to him right this moment, aside for his own safety from those dreadful bludgers. The Englishman wanted to use India's chaser's injury as leverage to distract and extract the Quaffle.

Lamberto flew in a zig zag motion around India's chaser, ready to distract and cut him off his trail if possible!

Her focus might have had to constantly shift from the seekers to the quaffle-passing to the bludgers in this very intense game, but Cynthia was a professional and was used to this level of game-play. In fact, it was this kind of intense action that she liked most. What she did not like however, was how one of the bludgers was acting. She was certain now that there was something very wrong with it and she was beyond annoyed that the official seemed to be clueless about it. Where was the whistle to stop this craziness??

But before she could worry any further about the crazed bludger, her attention was diverted to the other bludger on a collision course for her broom. Cynthia maneuvered herself to make the connection of her bat to the bludger instead, sending it out of her way and towards Misra who had possession of the quaffle. Even if he had just been hit, but there was no time for coddling at the world cup. She heard the whistle finally, though it was not for inspection of the unusual bludger but for capture of the first snitch. Ah, way to go Higgs!

Yes! Renee pumped a fist in celebration as Nyx's Snitch capture was announced throughout the stadium. She wasn't surprised. England was the best. Though they were up against formidable opponents -- that was the way she liked it.

As she was thinking this, she spotted Misra get taken out by a bludger, causing him to drop the Quaffle, but he quickly regained his composure and recaptured it. Lamberto was already on him. That was where she was needed. She pulled her broom up on the other side of him so that he was sandwiched between her and Lamberto. At that same moment, Cynthia was sending a bludger his way. Nowhere to turn now, Misra... The Quaffle was as good as England's.

Raju really thought that he could do it. Captain Cool really thought that he would be able to ignore everything and try to pass to Arjun or Aparna but the blinding pain made it impossible. He was feeling slightly light headed because of the pain shooting through his arm. You know what was the sad thing? Raju had still taken bludger hits that were worst. He had had bones shatter before.

Raju knew all he needed to do was to take it easy for a while. Through a blurry gaze, he tried to find the other two Chasers. Thinking that he saw one of them, he threw the Quaffle in their direction as best as he could. They needed each goal to count since England had just caught the Snitch. Out of his peripheral vision he could see a bludger heading straight for him. Raju gnashed his teeth in frustration. WHAT was with these bludgers and him today? He was forced to roll in midair to avoid it. It did not do much to soothe his injured arm.

India's chaser wasn't looking too hot. Lamberto communicated with Renee with a nod as she was alongside opposite of Misra. His technique seemed to follow through! Lamberto chased after the Quaffle once Misra let go of it. He wasn't going to let India's chasers take possession of it again!

Jetting through the field he scooped the Quaffle in one swift motion and tucked it securely under his arm and bolted back to the rings. He scoped for English chasers to pass the Quaffle to, as he zoned passed players and kept himself alert for potential bludgers.

Priya gritted her teeth. Lots of bad things happened all at once, first the English seeker with her snitch catch and Raju losing the quaffle and that mad bludger. She let out a cry as Raju swiveled and she saw the extent of the damage. He could still play, but their captain had taken a hard hit.

They needed to focus now more than ever, each quaffle move was vital to their win. They'd gotten out of tougher spots, they could do this. She did hope Meera was keeping a keen eye for another snitch sighting. They needed it.

Renee watched as Lamberto expertly swooped up the Quaffle. Yesss.

Communicating silently -- one of the perks of practicing with a team of this caliber was being able to read each other so easily -- she lined herself up for his pass, leaving herself wide open.

Bummer for Misra with all the bludgers and such, but... Oh well. Not her problem. She flipped her hair with a grin, distracting everyone except those paying attention from her outstretched arm, ready to grab the Quaffle from Lamberto.

Lamberto gave Renee a nod as she was near him ready to receive the Quaffle whenever he was ready. This time he wanted to make sure he holds on to the ball until it reaches Renee's hand. He was aiming to avoid leaving a gap in which the Indian chasers could use to their advantage. Rolling gently he flew closer to Renee, side by side while being wide alert of his surroundings, bludgers, chasers, etc.

Reaching out his arm he passed the Quaffle over to Renee, hopefully this time the deliverance would follow through as planned and hope to Merlin with no interception.

Perfect timing. Renee expertly took the Quaffle from Lamberto, grinning all the while. Their teamwork was impeccable, she had to admit.

Taking off down the pitch, Renee kept an eye out for any sign of opposition — or, preferably, one of her teammates. She would be a target now that she had the ball, and she didn’t particularly want to get hit with a bludger, after all. She’d been lucky so far.

Aparna had to admit, she'd been distracted by the.....well whatever the heck was wrong with the stupid bludger and the fact that the announcer seemed to not even notice. She was tempted to fly over there and smack him across the face, but the game meant more. She didn't want to risk losing her team points, especially not when England had already made a snitch capture. Instead, she took off after the English chasers in a flurry of fluttering ponytail and robes, going after the one currently in possession of the quaffle, Golzio.

Was it too much to hope that the rogue bludger would follow and whack into the other chaser's broom? You know, just enough to knock her off course and make her drop the quaffle? Either way, Aparna pulled in front of the English chaser, stopping short and sideways in her path.

Pavel grinned wide with delight and shouted "Way to go Nyx!" in the seeker's direction as the referee confirmed that she had caught the snitch and scored them a solid 50 points and we're in the lead. 2 more snitch captures to go to win the match.

Focusing on his job in the match Pavel looked on as one of the bludger's hit India's Captain nastily on the arm. Wincing inwardly he could imagine the throbbing sensation in the Indian's arm. Quidditch could be a hard sport. Next moment he shouted a warning to his buddy beater "Incoming bludger Cynthia, Watch out!" as he watched the other bludger that looked like it was on a collision course with Cynthia's broom. No warning had been needed though it seemed since Cynthia struck it with her bat.

Changing his grip on his bat Pavel darted around and under player's as he zoomed in on the nearest bludger on the pitch that he struck with his bat in the direction of the quaffle. If it didn’t hit Misra then maybe it could make him drop the quaffle into england’s hands.

The familiar feeling of cold metal in Nyx's hand confirmed that she had caught the elusive snitch. With a yell, she triumphantly pumped her fist in the air with a grin as the referee announced their award of 50 points. She let it go and watched as it fluttered away, and she listened to the rest of the score. Wait, hold on. They were only at 30 points? So they were in the negatives?? Nyx had hardly realized just how low scoring this game had been. She'd been so focused on that little snitch...

Speaking of, she had to catch it an additional two times. She moved back to her normal position as she began another hunt for the snitch. Her eyes scanned the stadium, waiting for some sort of glimmer that would clue her in to where it was hiding.

Pete was watching everything with a critical eye. He was mostly keeping an eye on the quaffle, of course. He had to be ready for it coming back to his end of the pitch. He was also looking out for the bludgers, ready to dodge out of the way if need be. That didn’t mean he was too distracted to notice Nyx grabbing the snitch. He allowed himself a moment of celebration on her behalf before regaining focus on the things immediately relevant to him.

England was in possession, which was good for several reasons. For one, it meant that he didn’t have to be immediately ready to defend the goals. He didn’t let himself relax too much, though. The Indian chasers were close, and if they intercepted a pass Pete needed to be focused and ready. He kept watching as he circled the goal posts, ready for anything that came his way.

The Chasers seemed to have gotten their nerves in order finally and both sides seemed to be getting better strategies going. The game was intense and Geffrard was watching every move. He might have missed the bludger up until this point, but after that hard hit he was watching a bit more closely now because it looked like Misra was going to pass out and he wasn't going to have anyone falling to the ground on his watch.

The quaffle was getting it's work out today with it going to an injured Misra recovered the quaffle, but as he tried to pass it as he recovered the England team didn't put any sympothy towards him and Urupi intercepted the ball. As he flew down the field Golzio knew exactly what her teammate was doing and they had a great hand-off in mid pitch.

What was going on with that bludger, after hitting Misra it should have kept moving on, but it stopped and twitched before heading straight for him again. The other one seemed to be doing what it was suppose to as it left Logan's bat and headed towards Misra, with Misra dodging this one the bludger continued on it's straight path towards the other side of the pitch and headed towards Urupi.

While everyone was starting to focus more on the bludger than the rest of the game a hint of fluttering gold zipped past a few players and headed downward toward the pitch grass.