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sweetpinkpixie · 09-24-2025, 05:46 AM

Calliope tied her hair back into a quick braid - one that she may or may not have redone five times already before arriving on the pitch - and gave her shoulders a roll. Naturally, because she still could not help herself, she was grumbling under her breath about something or another as she stretched out her arms and performed a couple squats as everyone filtered in. Greetings? Yeah, she had them ISH ... just don't blink or you might miss her subtle inclination of the head. Nothing personal, just pure game face.

Just... up you go and show off your moves? That seemed so lackluster compared to her very first tryout in the middle of an enchanted snowstorm (AND the WORST endurance test EVER) and last term's obstacle course. Just broom, sky, TA-DA almost felt too easy. Still, if this was the game, she'd play it.

Calliope laced her fingers together, cracked her knuckles - quidditch and drumming both required excellent dexterity, obviously - and then dropped into a few quick lunges and additional squats to make sure her muscles were properly primed before swinging her leg over her broom and kicking off the ground hard to follow THAT red haired Gryffindor into the sky. Ariel Scamander - her ~~can't-look-away-from-her~~ rival. Sure, she could be flying in formation with her housemates but that felt too expected in light of everything else.

Once in the air, she wasn't content to simply coast politely into position. Obviously, if Professor Springer wanted flourish than that's what she'd get it. Calliope pulled into a sharp dive, yanking up at the last second so her broom skimmed the grass before shooting back skyward in a steep climb. She zigzagged across the pitch with unnecessary spins, braid whipping across her face and coming completely loose due to her haphazard tying, then tucked into a showy barrel roll that had little to nothing to do with chasing a quaffle but everything to do with proving she could before catching up to her flame-crowned competitor.

09-24-2025, 05:46 AM	#8 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,490 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Jae-hyuk Anouilh Slytherin Seventh Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	Calliope Barrington, Slytherin Chaser astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Calliope tied her hair back into a quick braid - one that she may or may not have redone five times already before arriving on the pitch - and gave her shoulders a roll. Naturally, because she still could not help herself, she was grumbling under her breath about something or another as she stretched out her arms and performed a couple squats as everyone filtered in. Greetings? Yeah, she had them ISH ... just don't blink or you might miss her subtle inclination of the head. Nothing personal, just pure game face. Just... up you go and show off your moves? That seemed so lackluster compared to her very first tryout in the middle of an enchanted snowstorm (AND the WORST endurance test EVER) and last term's obstacle course. Just broom, sky, TA-DA almost felt too easy. Still, if this was the game, she'd play it. Calliope laced her fingers together, cracked her knuckles - quidditch and drumming both required excellent dexterity, obviously - and then dropped into a few quick lunges and additional squats to make sure her muscles were properly primed before swinging her leg over her broom and kicking off the ground hard to follow THAT red haired Gryffindor into the sky. Ariel Scamander - her ~~can't-look-away-from-her~~ rival. Sure, she could be flying in formation with her housemates but that felt too expected in light of everything else. Once in the air, she wasn't content to simply coast politely into position. Obviously, if Professor Springer wanted flourish than that's what she'd get it. Calliope pulled into a sharp dive, yanking up at the last second so her broom skimmed the grass before shooting back skyward in a steep climb. She zigzagged across the pitch with unnecessary spins, braid whipping across her face and coming completely loose due to her haphazard tying, then tucked into a showy barrel roll that had little to nothing to do with chasing a quaffle but everything to do with proving she could before catching up to her flame-crowned competitor. __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like