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Post by violet on Mar 17, 2012 19:55:23 GMT -5
It was very beautiful sunny Saturday morning and Violet couldn’t just spend it indoors. Oh no, why waste such a lovely day inside when you can be outside having fun. But since it was pretty early, i mean breakfast barely ended half an hour or so ago, she doubted she will find many people on the pitch. She just loved to talk, but she loved just as much to train and fly around so the pitch was the perfect destination for her. So reaching the lockers she changed into her Slytherin uniform, grabbed her broom and took her wand out. With a small flick and swish she levitated the balls chest and walked onto the pitch. Upon arriving Violet stopped and just gazed into the sun, his warm rays caressing her skin lightly as she let the broom fall to the ground and spread her arms. She stretched as much as she could and took the deepest breath ever, eyes half closed, delight being read all over her face.
After a minute or so Violet fully opened her eyes and mounted her broom. She swung one foot over it and off she kicked in the morning air. It was so peaceful and quiet and even though she was racing against the wind straight up in the air, she felt more relaxed than ever. Violet never was your usual normal girl because most of the times she was a ball of pure energy. She needed to move, to talk, to do something, anything. Staying still was torture for her and even though she had trained herself to stay in a desk long enough to not get a detention she still needed breaks where she could just get her adrenaline sky-high and relax. Yes, oddly enough, having adrenaline rushes was relaxing for her because those moments felt normal, natural, the slower ones, the normally paced ones being pure torture to her and they annoyed her to no end. Feeling her lungs getting cold the girl decided she went high enough and stopped her broom hovering over so high that she probably seemed to anyone on the grounds a mere green or maybe dark dot in the sky.
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Post by valentin aleksander ivanov on Mar 24, 2012 9:49:48 GMT -5
Weekends were Valentin's favorite time to go out. During the week he was busy with classes and didn't have the time to get to know people, but once that was over and done with he spent the majority of his time out of the room. His goals of being there at Hogwarts didn't require him to meet people, but it was important for Val. He was aware that there would probably come a time when he had to do some things that other people wouldn't necessarily agree with, so he thought it would be best to win people over and make them believe he could do no wrong. That way, when he had to do something that wasn't very accepted, he would at least have some people on his side to make it more acceptable. It was a plan that he hoped would eventually come to help him acquire everything he wanted from being there.
When he left his room, Val went out to the grounds of the castle to find someone interesting to talk to. There weren't many people out yet, so it wasn't until he got to the Quidditch pitch that he found someone worth talking to. Spotting someone up in the skies on their broom, it took Val a moment to register who it might have been. Quickly coming to the conclusion that it was possibly Violet Nott,Val raised a hand to wave up at her. He could have gotten a broom to fly up there with her, but he wasn't really in the mood to fly. Though, if she asked him to, he probably would. The more of the little things that he did for people, the more they would come to trust and accept him. So, if someone wanted to hang out, even if he wasn't in the mood, he usually agreed. Standing back against the goal posts, Val waited around to see what Violet was going to do and whether or not they would be talking.
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Post by violet on Apr 4, 2012 17:55:37 GMT -5
Violet took another deep breath, but this time she released the air faster as it was a bit too cold for her lungs. She loved being high up in the sky but without a proper warming up she really stood little chances to remain there for too long; plus it would be highly boring to just hover like that doing mostly nothing, so with a knowing smirk, she took a quick dive racing to the ground. For some it would look rather stupid to head straight for disaster but to her it was fun, not to mention it would give her a good measure of her skill. So speeding up more and more, the brunette was heading to the bare ground at top speed appearing to have no plans to stop anytime soon.
When she was a couple of feet from her apparent destination, Vi pulled hard on her broom handle and stopped the broom at about a meter or two form the ground causing a large pile of dust to raise up. Coughing slightly, the girl moved her hand through the air as to wave away the annoying dust. As it began to settle a little, she noticed she wasn't alone anymore on the huge pitch. No, Valentin Ivanov showed up and appeared to be nothing other than looking as hot as ever or at least as much as the dust allowed him to ,,Hi, Val'' she said smirking ,,what wind brings you here? Don't tell me you had a sudden urge to be covered in dust by my lovely broom'' she said giggling slightly at the foreign boy.
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