On your broomsticks! [OPEN]

[theboywhodied]

Following the instructions given to him by crew members here and there, Cedric stepped through a green archway tucked on a corner of the fifth floor and entered a grey void. He closed his eyes, concentrating on the sort of place that would be perfect for a day of flying. He imagined a bright grassy plain, a large lake, and a forest off to the side. Vague memories turned into vivid images surrounding him, so thoroughly convincing that he really believed he'd been taken from the ship and placed on a field back on Earth. It was quite a convincing illusion
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All it needed now was the key piece: a group of brooms. He thought for a moment on which brooms to provide them with. Firebolts were the world standard, but he'd never known one well enough to be able to picture it accurately. The school brooms, Shooting Stars, were nice and safe for new riders but not quite reliable. In the end, he knew his own broom best: a sleek Nimbus 2001, gifted by his father. As long as he instructed the fliers to go slowly, they should be safe on those brooms.

Visitors would find Cedric side-mounted on a broom in his black and yellow Quidditch robes, gliding just slightly over the grass. As soon as he spotted them, he'd greet them enthusiastically and move to touch down. "Hi!"

((ooc: wide open for everyone to join in! We'll be doing some group exercises too, so thread around! Fly as a group when you're ready!))

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[hisfathersstaff.livejournal.com]

They didn't, but they had some blankets made from scraps. "That's right. Here, just take this."

He tossed Cedric a rainbow embossed keycard. "That's your key. Just hold it up and the door will unlock."

[theboywhodied]

Cedric's hand shot out to snatch up the key, Seeker's reflexes still fully intact. He lifted it up to the light to study it, rather pleased. It was all going to work out.

"Thank you. So...will I find work to do around the house? Earning my keep?"

[hisfathersstaff.livejournal.com]

"That's right. We take turns helping clean the classrooms and the kitchens. You're responsible for your own room, but other than that, pitch in when you can." said Negi. "Breakfast every morning, but the rest needs to be sensorium or regular slop meals since we can only stretch the real food out as much as possible."

[theboywhodied]

"Yes sir," Cedric saluted. "But I don't need to take up your supply of real food. It's not quite as good, but I can make my slop taste better."

He had quite a bit of practice with food spells. What better way to practise in the morning before class? They all had to eat sometime.

[hisfathersstaff.livejournal.com]

"Oh, that's good then! Glad to hear it," said Negi, grinning widely.