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Ready for today's lesson? Was she EVER?! Like, honestly, did Baldvinsson even need to ask when it came to flying classes? Also, of course, she brought a spoon. And her beater's bat, which apparently had to go away for the moment. Setting her bat carefully off to the side where she could keep a careful eye on it, she removed her spoon from her robe pocket. Oh, no flinging eggs, which was her initial perception about the activity.
Before mounting her broom, Skylar decided to first see how well she could balance an egg on her spoon with just standing still. Grabbing a few eggs, stashing a few in her pocket and one on her spoon, spoon handle in her mouth, it was easy peasy actually. Now time to get on the broom and try it. Flying? Only problem was that Skylar was used to flying fast; her broom was made for speed. She was made for speed. Which meant the momentum of flying towards the end of the pitch had the egg flying off her spoon pretty much the moment she started flying. Flying back, and splat, egg yolk on the front of her robes. Thanks?
Yea, no, actually the standing on the broom and balancing might be easier. Removing one of the eggs from her robes pocket, she set it carefully on the spoon. Slowly, methodically, she stood up on the broom. Just like surfing, right? Not that she ever surfed before, but as she stood up then the worst thing that could happen happened. She sneezed. And fell back. Fortunately she wasn't that high up and the cushioning charms on the ground braced her fall, but that was .... unexpected. Especially because she had been doing JUST fine with standing on her broom for about five minutes. Or at least it felt like five minutes. But what was even worse? The way she felt was on the side with the other couple eggs in her pocket, which meant crushed eggs. And she knew that they all broke and the sixth year just laid there a moment, petrified of the mess in her pocket. Of the gross, icky yolk that now lined her pocket.
But it seemed they were moving on. Rounders. Was that like ... American Baseball? It sounded like it from the description and she'd never played either, but it sounded interesting, plus, beater's bat, so yea. She wanted to bat first, or well, every time. And as she stood up and considered team names, Slithering Serpents was what came to mind first, because Slytherin, she was too late in speaking up. Because Daisy and Emmalyn had suggested team names that seemed to work well. And as a beater, well, hard-hitting hippogriffs just seemed to work well and suit her, so she was totally joining that team.
"All those on Hard-Hitting Hippogriffs, over here?" Skylar said, as she joined the queue for that lineup.
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