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Jozua Sparks, Chaser
Can I do nothing please?
Fri Jan 6, 2017 14:03

It had happened again. Fortunately, this time, Liac was perfectly healthy and Jozua would not be required to handle a bat in the Captain's place, but he was taking over for one of the chasers who were all so closely knit it was kind of intimidating to be placed suddenly in their midst. Gabe was badly ill and with him being as keen on Quidditch as he was, Jozua assumed he was either on death's door or he had an elf sitting on him to keep him from spreading germs to the rest of the school.

As the second year stepped outside, a third possibility occurred to him: Gabe was smarter than previously assumed and was faking it to get out of going outside in this weather. Jozua very nearly turned around to go back inside and declare he caught whatever it was Gabe had, but there were no more reserves after him and the Head of House himself had been the one to tell him Gabe was - quite understandably given how brutal it was right now - beaten down and crushed under this weather. It was his job to tell Captain Liac.

He was shivering by the time he reached the rest of the team and he hadn't even managed a few chattered syllables before Jake was casting a warming charm on him. It helped, a lot, but Jozua was still fondly thinking of the hot chocolate he was going to go looking for as soon as this game was over with. Trying again, without the chattering teeth this time, he successfully informed Liac that Gabe was down for the count and then Jozua was stuck, standing with Joe and Nat, and being told to do his best and improve as a team, and ideally not make Ginger move in her mountain of clothing. Jozua kind of wished he'd been as smart as her in his dressing choices, but he guessed free range of motion was more important in a chaser. Jake's charm was a good one anyway, and while he was definitely still chilly, his face no longer seemed interested in becoming an ice sculpture.

The whistle blew and the game began. Jozua was a little slow off the ground but not embarrassingly so. Nat had the ball anyway, so Teppenpaw was in a good position. The beaters were giving Crotalus trouble and the pass cleared to Joe.

Jozua tried to get in a good passing location, but Nat was too and he was sure Joe would go for the teammate he knew best whenever possible so when it looked like the pass would go her way, he started to maneuver again, but then the Quaffle was coming right at him!

Letting out a startled explicative that was just shy of an actual curse word, Jozua got his hands up in time to fumble with his catch. It was not clean or pretty and he lost a lot of speed as he concentrated less on flying and more on getting hold of the stupid ball, but in the end, Jozua had control of the Quaffle.

He picked up speed again and header for the Crotalus keeper whose name was something like McKinley Newell. Right this moment, he was pretty sure McKinley was one of those criminals Hank Niagara was tasked with apprehending: she was looking awfully big and intimidating to Jozua as he flew into scoring range.

Deciding the first scoring attempt was better left to an actual chaser rather than the reserve, Jozua spotted a yellow robed associate and tossed the Quaffle in that direction.

It even almost went to where it was supposed to go.

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