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Govoni · 01-09-2018, 09:37 AM

G R Y F F I N D O R. Q U I D D I T C H.

Yes, and thank.

Ahem, it was true Olivia Lynn Phillips hadn't fallen in with the U17 crowd, or those with leagues of official match experience, but one thing was absolutely certain: she could outfly every kid on this pitch (oozing the confidence, you see). And quidditch knowledge? The blonde had grown up surrounded by pro league players. All thanks to her father (STILL her biggest idol, if anyone were to ask). And what hadn't been learned while she was sneaking away from home to fly, she'd garnered from the numerous pick up games with her cousins and summer quidditch camps. The situation hadn't always been ideal growing up, but where there was a will, there was most definitely a way. And Olivia, for all her dramatic behaviors and ridiculousness, was a VERY determined younger woman.

....and most importantly, she was very impressed by Zoryn Spinnet. The Seventh Year knew the younger girl was going to be a really great Captain, and thought that if her father happened to come to any games, that he might be doubly impressed by her, as well. She was spirited and competitive, and really, what more could you ask for? Noooot to mention, there were a lot of talented kids on the pitch. The Botros boy, for instance was a league player, and the Montmorency boy had a brother that played with her da. Well, not like...on the same team....or anything, but in the pro league. Actually, a lot of these kiddies had that connection...

Keeping silent for the most part, as she wanted to make sure she didn't miss anything being said, Olivia got down to doing the warm-ups (which she'd already done kinda, because she did yoga every morning, but....probably not the same thing, right?)......Whatever, it didn't hurt to stretch again. Whilst thinking about what position might best suit her build and personal skill level, she flexed backwards, creating a bridge with her body. All the way back until her hands hit the grass, keeping her in the bridge stance. Counting slowly to herself, Liv waited until she hit two minutes before using her core strength to right herself once more. Noooow for lunges!

"Hello, Captain Spinnet." She chirped from her forward crouch. "I'd like to try for Chaser, if you don't mind." It had been her father's position, and Liv thought her speed would lend best to the passing game.

01-09-2018, 09:37 AM	#17 (permalink)
Govoni MO & DMLE Blast-Ended Skrewt Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Dragonstone Posts: 15,583 Hogwarts RPG Name: Lyric Bayliss-Black Slytherin Fourth Year x12 x12	Who dat, who dat.... IT'S I G G Y! Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese G R Y F F I N D O R. Q U I D D I T C H. Yes, and thank. Ahem, it was true Olivia Lynn Phillips hadn't fallen in with the U17 crowd, or those with leagues of official match experience, but one thing was absolutely certain: she could outfly every kid on this pitch (oozing the confidence, you see). And quidditch knowledge? The blonde had grown up surrounded by pro league players. All thanks to her father (STILL her biggest idol, if anyone were to ask). And what hadn't been learned while she was sneaking away from home to fly, she'd garnered from the numerous pick up games with her cousins and summer quidditch camps. The situation hadn't always been ideal growing up, but where there was a will, there was most definitely a way. And Olivia, for all her dramatic behaviors and ridiculousness, was a VERY determined younger woman. ....and most importantly, she was very impressed by Zoryn Spinnet. The Seventh Year knew the younger girl was going to be a really great Captain, and thought that if her father happened to come to any games, that he might be doubly impressed by her, as well. She was spirited and competitive, and really, what more could you ask for? Noooot to mention, there were a lot of talented kids on the pitch. The Botros boy, for instance was a league player, and the Montmorency boy had a brother that played with her da. Well, not like...on the same team....or anything, but in the pro league. Actually, a lot of these kiddies had that connection... Keeping silent for the most part, as she wanted to make sure she didn't miss anything being said, Olivia got down to doing the warm-ups (which she'd already done kinda, because she did yoga every morning, but....probably not the same thing, right?)......Whatever, it didn't hurt to stretch again. Whilst thinking about what position might best suit her build and personal skill level, she flexed backwards, creating a bridge with her body. All the way back until her hands hit the grass, keeping her in the bridge stance. Counting slowly to herself, Liv waited until she hit two minutes before using her core strength to right herself once more. Noooow for lunges! "Hello, Captain Spinnet." She chirped from her forward crouch. "I'd like to try for Chaser, if you don't mind." It had been her father's position, and Liv thought her speed would lend best to the passing game. __________________ We live in cities you'll *never* see onscreen..._______________________________________________ So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a *palace, within our dreams...____________ We're on each other's team._____ Last edited by Govoni; 01-09-2018 at 10:01 AM.*