Benjy held his broom over his right shoulder and his beater's bat in his left hand as he strode purposely on to the pitch. Sounded like he was right on time, as a loud voice declared the chasers' session drawing to a close. He headed in the direction from whence it came, his gaze scanning along who he figured must the selectors here to see him play. He didn't recognise them, but then, why should he? It wasn't like he'd had the opportunity to play in the national junior team or on the reserves like some of the others had. Benjamin had barely been playing at all, in an absolute sense - only his fifth and sixth year at Hogwarts - and had played as a beater for only half that. But, despite his lack of playing opportunities, he figured he'd done pretty good for himself, and armed with some of Kalla's tips from playing with the Bats Reserves, he was feeling pretty confident.

Being in a place of nothing to lose could do that. He didn't need the smugness or swagger of Odessa to shine today. He was just thrilled to be flying again, after the last year at Hogwarts. A contract? ...well, that would just be the icing on a very large cake.

"Benjamin Barton," he introduced as he reached Victoria, adjusting and tucking his bat under his arm so he could hold out his hand politely to shake. "Thanks for organising today." Though he was a little disappointed to find that they were only going to be hitting targets, and not playing a proper game. But flying was flying, and he was more than ready to go after some bludgers up there. He could hear the faint 'eeeee!' of them already, and a grin spread across his face. Merlin, how he loved the slightly nervous feeling he got before kicking off the ground, and the adrenaline that rushed through him afterwards.

He pulled his hoody off, throwing it casually on to a bench in the dugout nearby, and had a squirt of drink from his bottle. A small adjustment of his wrist guards, and Benjy was ready for action. He gave a grin and a friendly nod to the selectors, before running to the middle of the pitch, and taking to his broom in one smooth move. Just a little trick he'd adapted from his skateboarding background, that's all.

Now, to go searching out a bludger or three.