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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.))

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Cedric caught her, relieved that the bruising on his torso had largely healed.

"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?"

"I know what you mean," Kaya said, matching his voice. "If I went to the Punishment, there was no way I would have been able to not get involved. I hung back because I knew there would be people getting injured after. But I admire what you did."

Then she raised her voice. "You know it! Is it single player versus player today, or are we in teams?"

Cedric was prepared to take some heavy criticism for being so reckless. That response entirely surprised him.

"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."

"I might as well face facts that Howard was going to have friends who didn't want to see him get hurt," Kaya said. "I won't lie: I was really concerned when I found out you were in the medbay recovering, but I understand why you did it. Just...please be more careful. We can't fight against Yavek and teh Daligig....not yet, anyway."

She nodded. "Good! I'm really looking forward to this!"

"No, we can't," Cedric agreed dejectedly. There was no saying more, not this close to the ground in a publicly advertised space.

He smiled at her. "Are you all right? Other than the busy days we caused."

Oh, she had no desire to get more into this, not yet. There was still a lot to be done, and who knew how big Stacey's ears were?

"Of course I am! I've been itching to fly with a team! All I need is to get back in the air and i'm sure it'll come back to me!"

"Then why don't you get a head start?" Cedric offered, sweeping his arm toward the brooms.

"Nice robes, by the way." They were. The same set Cho had worn. He tried not to think about that.

"Don't mind if I do!" Kaya grinned, a mischievous look in her eyes. In a moment, the broom was on the floor, Nimbus 2000 printed on the side. "Accio broom!"

Interestingly enough, she was thinking of Negi when she did this, and maybe that helped, because the broom sprang to life in her waiting hands, and she mounted it quickly, kick starting up into the air, rising higher and higher.

Waving, she then made a quick drop, then looped up again, clearly getting the hang of balance and poise again.

And Cedric thought he liked to show off. He watched her, grinning with approval.

"Any team would be proud to have you!" he called up, snatching his own broom with a wave of his hand. He soon ascended, twisting around to level with her.

"All warmed up yet?"

Ok, so maybe she was hamming it up a bit. Nonetheless, she wanted to make sure she hadn't been lax since last practice, and once he ascended with her, she beamed over at him.

"Thanks, I hoped I hadn't gotten rusty since last time!" Seeing him with the protective gloves, she materialized some of her own, to be safe.

"Definitely! I can't wait!"

Cedric nodded approvingly at her gloves. "You'll want those. Broom handles are usually polished enough, but those Quaffles can be tricky to catch and hold. They're also handy for storing Gripping Charms."

He fished his wand out of his robes, bringing the incantation to mind. "It's standard for Chasers. The charm allows you to hold and throw it one-handed."

"Thanks!" Kaya said, gripping her broom handle with new found confidence and getting a thrill when she felt the magic touch over her. She felt ready, and definitely pumped to show what she could do!

"I can't wait!"

"All right. So should I assume you'll be on the opposing team, then?" he asked, eying her colors.

"Um, I just wore this because I liked the colors," Kaya confessed. "But if I'm on the opposing team, who's on my team?"

"We can be on the same team if you like," Cedric shrugged, "but we have choices. You might make a good Captain of their team. If others show up, we can pick and discuss it."

Kaya thought about this a moment. It was true, with the apparent lack of enthusiasm for it, the Outsiders had become defunct and the idea of her as a leader had taken a hit. In truth, though, she had never thought she would make a lousy captain.

"In that case, let's see who else joins in and see what they think. I'm game for anything!"

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