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Sébastien Évreux, Beater
Yeah, well your face doesn't look pretty to me
Thu Feb 2, 2017 15:00 (XFF:,

For the first time since Sébastien had started playing Quidditch – and apparently also longer than that – Crotalus had made it to the final. Sébastien hadn’t yet decided if this was a good thing. On the one hand, being in the final meant a chance at glory, and he’d never turned down glory yet. He liked the idea of being hailed a hero when his team won. However, being in the final also meant pressure. Most of the school would be watching, and most of the school would be judging him. Bastien was all too aware of the fact that he wasn’t the most talented beater ever, despite continually ignoring it. Sure, Alistair and Arne had helped him a lot in training. He had to admit that Alistair was a very good coach, especially as the captain had to fill a role that Bastien had originally thought would be Coach Grase’s job. It didn’t help, either, that the final was again Aladren. Aladren had a good – or bad, depending how you looked at it – reputation, and an easy win was probably not on the cards, which was a shame.

Having a room to himself was once again proven to be useful, as Bastien was able to give himself a good pep talk in the mirror before leaving. He found it was always useful to remind himself exactly how great he was. Feeling more confident, he headed out of the school building. He was just walking outside when he suddenly realised it was raining and, with a slight squeal, jumped back inside. They had to play in the rain? He must have missed an owl or a notice somewhere. They couldn’t expect him to play in weather like this.

Reaching the Quidditch pitch, he realised that they did indeed expect him to play in weather like this, and his face dropped into a scowl. He reluctantly accepted Alistair’s offer of doing the drying charm for him. Normally, Sébastien preferred not to ask for help, but getting wet was something he could not cope with. Besides it wasn’t like certain people would ever know.

His mood improved slightly as Alistair heaped praise on the team. Receiving praise from a really good player like Alistair Johnson was always appreciated by his ego. He was slightly irked by the suggestion that Arne should get in on his seeker beater action, but he mental image of a surprised Dill being attacked by two bludgers brought a smirk to his lips. The Aladren seeker wasn’t going to know what had hit him – quite literally!

Up in the air, Sébastien’s first priority was to check where the bludgers were at. He’d learnt the hard way that it was always good to have a vague awareness of whether or not your teammates were at risk. Luckily for him, Arne seemed to have control of one, and the other was- oh dear. The other had just been sent in Alistair’s direction, which was far from ideal. Luckily, he was still close enough to his captain that he was able to get there in time to avoid a collision. The maiming of their captain and seeker within the first few minutes would definitely not lead to glory for Bastien.

He breathed out a sigh of relief as he sent the bludger in the direction of Dill, admittedly not with as much strength as Umland had managed. Time to get his head in the game.

  • All you targets look pretty much the same to me.John Umland, Beater, Wed Feb 1 15:12
    Toronto was not, in the grand scheme of things, a place John had ever thought about much. His maternal grandparents lived there, but he rarely saw them. His mom was from there, but had completed her... more
    • Yeah, well your face doesn't look pretty to me — Sébastien Évreux, Beater, Thu Feb 2 15:00
      • I'm feeling feintCaptain Clark Dill, Seeker, Fri Feb 3 12:00
        Clark saw that Alistair was keeping some distance from him for now. Good. That was the way he liked it. Granted, he had a good broom now, so it wasn't a matter of needing a head start now, though... more
        • I'm feeling slightly distracted.John Umland, Beater, Fri Feb 3 12:42
          John supposed it meant he was getting a little cocky, but he was mildly surprised when the little Crotalus Beater, the one who was not a Reinhardt, managed to intercept the Bludger and send it back... more
          • No, this is being distracted.Capt. Ali Johnson, Seeker, Fri Feb 3 13:39
            The downside of being such a committed coach for the Crotalus team was that, when it came to matches, Alistair found it could be difficult to pay the right attention to the other players’... more
            • And this is, hopefully, being distractingSébastien Évreux, Beater, Fri Feb 3 15:15
              Sébastien was disappointed when Clark dived, missing his carefully aimed bludger. Having moving targets really didn’t making beating easier! Still, at least it meant Dill had needed to change... more
              • Out of time but posting anywayClark Dill, Fri Feb 3 15:32
                Upon looking around, Clark smiled at what he found - Alistair was below the altitude of the Chasers which meant he had followed, at least for a little while, and the bludger was heading his way.... more
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