Cedric Diggory (
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On your broomsticks! [OPEN]
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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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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He did have to warn her about mixing magic and Muggle devices, though. "I don't think you should. Magic's known to interfere with Muggle devices. Things like your radios and stopwatches don't work on Hogwarts grounds---the air's too concentrated with magic, and it stops them from functioning."
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As he went on, however, Lash raised an eyebrow at his comments. "Muggles? Hogwarts Grounds? What are those?"
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It appeared just outside the window as he thought, the old castle majestic even in its emptiness.
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She looked over the castle.
"Ooooh. Snazzy. I never went to school."
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"It's called War World and you never went to school. Does that mean you were training your entire life? You didn't have time for studies?"
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She said it with such a straight face it was almost strange.
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War? The wizarding world was terrified of war! It was so strange to meet someone who seemed to revel in it. He tried to retain his polite warmth, but he wondered if this woman had anything in common with him at all. Other than the flying thing.
"So I suppose you're well prepared for all of this. It's just another war, huh?"
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"Well not quite!" She said with her usual dramatic flare. "It's a question of me being prepared for all sorts of situations. But war tends to be rather...um...not as easy to predict when you're the one not causing it, you know?"
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Sort of?
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Cedric hasn't fought yet. The idea worries him.
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Cedric was glad to hear that they were beatable, but it sounded like there was more to that story.
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