Cedric Diggory (
theboywhodied) wrote in
trans_92012-03-29 05:55 pm
A Waffle with a Quaffle [Open, come play! Come spectate and chat!]
It's a beautiful day for soaring in the sky. At least....it's a beautiful simulated day, Cedric corrects himself. He stands in the center of a grassy field, hoops standing tall on either side. Racing brooms that will soon take to the sky with their riders are laid out in neat rows on either side of him, and a case containing the many balls of Quidditch rests at his feet.
He's exchanged the loose-fitted clothing he'd taken up after his injuries for loose-fitting yellow and black robes, and even that small change brightens his mood. Cedric Diggory is in his element. His cheerful, dangerous whirlwind of an element, the finest sport the wizarding world has to offer.
This should be a fun one to watch!
((And go! Use the subthreads, or start your own threads to chat and trash-talk and have a good time! Threadjacking is totally encouraged.))
He's exchanged the loose-fitted clothing he'd taken up after his injuries for loose-fitting yellow and black robes, and even that small change brightens his mood. Cedric Diggory is in his element. His cheerful, dangerous whirlwind of an element, the finest sport the wizarding world has to offer.
This should be a fun one to watch!
((And go! Use the subthreads, or start your own threads to chat and trash-talk and have a good time! Threadjacking is totally encouraged.))

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Hopefully they'll have enough for a team or two! But he's not too worried. There is plenty to do with a broom.
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When she saw Cedric out on the field, she immediately rushed forward and gave him a hug. "I'm so glad to see you're doing better!" She said. "I heard what happened with Yavek and his thugs."
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"I know. I lost my head when Howard...and then I spent the night in hospital," he reminisced guiltily. "I just can't interfere like that," he said in a low voice that didn't indicate the entire truth, just in case there were listeners. They'd talk more later.
"But I'm okay now. Ready to play?"
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Then she raised her voice. "You know it! Is it single player versus player today, or are we in teams?"
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"Really? You're not going to tell me I was stupid?"
He shrugs in response to the question. "Don't know. It depends on how many players show up."
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"A pity we don't have real brooms," he said offhand to Cedric. "They would be useful."
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"I know. Someone offered to help me build them, but he's gone. And I don't know if I can learn the secrets on my own."
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"You sure you don't want to play?"
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He motioned to Cedric. "What about you? I heard you got hurt by one of the Kessek..."
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/swamps you with threads
He's not even sure if he wants to fly again yet, honestly, but at some point he has to start pantomiming his old routine until it becomes real again, so it might as well start with hanging out with Cedric. Besides, he heard a game was on.
He hangs out on the sidelines and, when he notices Cedric's noticed him, waves a bit.
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"You'll finally get to see it in action. Then you'll see how mad we really are, huh?"
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/wrap?
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Her gaze swept across the illusionary expanse, taking in the field that had been set up before letting her gaze settle on the one she assumed was Cedric. Walking across the field she dipped her head to him as she approached, "Greetings,"
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"Were you here to fly?"
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The field and hoops had been confusing in themselves but then people begun taking to the sky, soaring about on their brooms. It was spectacular to say the least.
Oh my!
Barbara simply stood and watched, gobsmacked.
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Cedric swooped down from his spot in the sky, landing in a gentle stop a safe distance away from her. He slung the broom over his shoulder and walked to her, all smiles.
"Hi! Are you here to see the game?"
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"So, are you racing or something here?"
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"Did you want to see the game?"
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"Hi! Long time no see. Did you want to play?"