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Govoni · 05-13-2017, 06:09 AM

It was exhilarating...being this high up in the sky again. To be honest, Olivia found herself to be in a much better temperament as she rode the wind above the others down below. It was peaceful, calming... providing a sense of freedom... A false sense, but one that was much needed at the current moment, all the same. It had been so long since she'd felt anything like it...and instead of immediately going for the hoops, as most everyone else had, the blonde found herself accelerating to a breakneck speed; laying nearly flat against her broom handle as she maneuvered into the curve of the stadium. Crisp, autumn wind was whipping and thrashing at her face and hair, but she didn't trouble herself with any of those details. This was, after all, meant to be about "showing off", right? Well, what better way to demonstrate her skills than to put on a little show all her own? True, Liv probably seemed a bit rusty at first (and she was, GAH), but her mum was funny about her being on a broom at home. And she'd been otherwise preoccupied this summer with getting engaged to the Head Boy and living it up with Althea Kenning. So..... Hoops, what?

Ha! Just kidding Mr. Baldvinsson. She'd be getting to those hoops in just a moment. If the need arose, Olivia would submit a formal apology later on, but it was impossible for her not to do a lap of two just to get the feel of her broom again. It'd been aaages after all....... Well, okay, about six months, but still. That seemed like ages to her. SO MUCH had happened in that measly six months.

ANYWAY, it was time to get down to business. She didn't want to waste too much time zipping around the pitch and not completing the activity. There was a point to make here; concerning her grades and keeping up with them with all that was going on. Also, Liv's speed wasn't for the faint of heart. It probably seemed reckless, stupid, and juvenile to anyone watching, but this girl was in complete control of her broom, just as her father had taught her. In fact, WATCH THIS (famous Gryffindor last words)... Steering the handle in a hard left, Olivia drove into the bend of the stadium stands, keeping her composure in tact as she used the momentum coming out of it to propel herself towards the hoops. Naturally, since said hoops were not stationary, Liv had to pull up to decease her pace....attempting to anticipate the movements of the rings as they completed their vertical, to horizontal, to diagonal drift. Tricksy hoops. Tricksy, indeed.

Not a second later, she shot through the first ring, allowing her body to fall into place as she was forced to coast through the awaiting second one. It'd been too close and had nearly knocked into her broom.... DECEITFUL! Luckily...there seemed to be enough space between it and the third one to allow for some quickness and fancy trickery....which was basically just her avoiding the hoop edges like a recoiling snake. Her mum would've been so proud, right? Also, what made this leagues more challenging was the fact that they were attempting to complete this activity all at the same time. So, there was some consideration from Liv as some of her ickles were up here with her... Well, Abey was, anyway. She was mindful of him and the Montmorency boy... and Derf, and Jessa...all of whom she'd taken a liking to. Actually, the blonde found herself moving at their pace.... sorta. As they neared the stack of cauldrons... the hoops seemed to become more vigorously...or was that just to her own mind? That might've been her imagination acting up...as she was SO CLOSE to finishing... but it definitely seemed to be the truth.

Her imagination could be absolutely insane at times...

Zipping up out of the fray of her smaller peers, Olivia attempted to line align her body with the awaiting rings, so that she could make a straight shot through those remaining... NO, she wasn't going to miss any of them... This was strategy! It would never be her intention to knock anyone off a broom or accidentally push them, and these were aggressive ickles (surprisingly). Ugh, not finishing fast was going to bug her, but that's the risk you ran wen being mindful of others. It was no big deal. She'd collect her cauldron and run it again........ Aaaaaand taaaaking said cauldron in THREE........TWO.....ONE....

Flatting herself against her broom handle again, Olivia raced downward through the remaining rings, effectively cutting in front of the smaller children (WITHOUT HARMING THEM)... whipping out her broom as she neared the cauldron stack. Listen, these things were heavy... and she wasn't about to kill herself transporting a hunk of metal across the sky. What if she dropped one on an smaller child below? She NEVER would've forgiven herself.... NEVER. She had children down there! Carlton, Stasya, Kyle... Needless to say, it was best to charm hers. Mhm. Everyone should've followed suit.

Snatching it up, she sat it atop her head like a makeshift helmet and took off towards the starting point; landing just a moment later. Throwing her leg over the side, the lionlady plopped down on the soft, pitch grass. She run the course again in a bit. That had only been the MINI activity, after all. THERE WAS MORE TO COME!

05-13-2017, 06:09 AM	#52 (permalink)
Govoni MO & DMLE Blast-Ended Skrewt Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Dragonstone Posts: 15,589 Hogwarts RPG Name: Lyric Bayliss-Black Slytherin Fourth Year x12 x12	**lost the LONG POST I JUST MADE crying** Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese It was exhilarating...being this high up in the sky again. To be honest, Olivia found herself to be in a much better temperament as she rode the wind above the others down below. It was peaceful, calming... providing a sense of freedom... A false sense, but one that was much needed at the current moment, all the same. It had been so long since she'd felt anything like it...and instead of immediately going for the hoops, as most everyone else had, the blonde found herself accelerating to a breakneck speed; laying nearly flat against her broom handle as she maneuvered into the curve of the stadium. Crisp, autumn wind was whipping and thrashing at her face and hair, but she didn't trouble herself with any of those details. This was, after all, meant to be about "showing off", right? Well, what better way to demonstrate her skills than to put on a little show all her own? True, Liv probably seemed a bit rusty at first (and she was, GAH), but her mum was funny about her being on a broom at home. And she'd been otherwise preoccupied this summer with getting engaged to the Head Boy and living it up with Althea Kenning. So..... Hoops, what? Ha! Just kidding Mr. Baldvinsson. She'd be getting to those hoops in just a moment. If the need arose, Olivia would submit a formal apology later on, but it was impossible for her not to do a lap of two just to get the feel of her broom again. It'd been aaages after all....... Well, okay, about six months, but still. That seemed like ages to her. SO MUCH had happened in that measly six months. ANYWAY, it was time to get down to business. She didn't want to waste too much time zipping around the pitch and not completing the activity. There was a point to make here; concerning her grades and keeping up with them with all that was going on. Also, Liv's speed wasn't for the faint of heart. It probably seemed reckless, stupid, and juvenile to anyone watching, but this girl was in complete control of her broom, just as her father had taught her. In fact, WATCH THIS (famous Gryffindor last words)... Steering the handle in a hard left, Olivia drove into the bend of the stadium stands, keeping her composure in tact as she used the momentum coming out of it to propel herself towards the hoops. Naturally, since said hoops were not stationary, Liv had to pull up to decease her pace....attempting to anticipate the movements of the rings as they completed their vertical, to horizontal, to diagonal drift. Tricksy hoops. Tricksy, indeed. Not a second later, she shot through the first ring, allowing her body to fall into place as she was forced to coast through the awaiting second one. It'd been too close and had nearly knocked into her broom.... DECEITFUL! Luckily...there seemed to be enough space between it and the third one to allow for some quickness and fancy trickery....which was basically just her avoiding the hoop edges like a recoiling snake. Her mum would've been so proud, right? Also, what made this leagues more challenging was the fact that they were attempting to complete this activity all at the same time. So, there was some consideration from Liv as some of her ickles were up here with her... Well, Abey was, anyway. She was mindful of him and the Montmorency boy... and Derf, and Jessa...all of whom she'd taken a liking to. Actually, the blonde found herself moving at their pace.... sorta. As they neared the stack of cauldrons... the hoops seemed to become more vigorously...or was that just to her own mind? That might've been her imagination acting up...as she was SO CLOSE to finishing... but it definitely seemed to be the truth. Her imagination could be absolutely insane at times... Zipping up out of the fray of her smaller peers, Olivia attempted to line align her body with the awaiting rings, so that she could make a straight shot through those remaining... NO, she wasn't going to miss any of them... This was strategy! It would never be her intention to knock anyone off a broom or accidentally push them, and these were aggressive ickles (surprisingly). Ugh, not finishing fast was going to bug her, but that's the risk you ran wen being mindful of others. It was no big deal. She'd collect her cauldron and run it again........ Aaaaaand taaaaking said cauldron in THREE........TWO.....ONE.... Flatting herself against her broom handle again, Olivia raced downward through the remaining rings, effectively cutting in front of the smaller children (WITHOUT HARMING THEM)... whipping out her broom as she neared the cauldron stack. Listen, these things were heavy... and she wasn't about to kill herself transporting a hunk of metal across the sky. What if she dropped one on an smaller child below? She NEVER would've forgiven herself.... NEVER. She had children down there! Carlton, Stasya, Kyle... Needless to say, it was best to charm hers. Mhm. Everyone should've followed suit. Snatching it up, she sat it atop her head like a makeshift helmet and took off towards the starting point; landing just a moment later. Throwing her leg over the side, the lionlady plopped down on the soft, pitch grass. She run the course again in a bit. That had only been the MINI activity, after all. 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