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Quidditch Pitch/ Slytherin Try Outs


Ronyo saw his fellow team member watch for him and then give the quaffle and toss towards him. Not wanting to drop the ball after all his careful planning Ronyo used both hands to reach for the ball and caught it successfully. His tow-handed catch had cost him a bit of speed and altitude but he managed to correct himself after placing the quaffle under his left arm.

Ronyo shot off as fast as he felt capable of maintaining control of his broom towards the center most goal. He kept his plan in mind as he got closer and closer to the goal, he had not noticed the new player come up into play and likely it would have not mattered at that moment. Seeing the goal post in sight Ronyo gave the Quaffle a mighty heave up and out to the right trusting that his teammate was going to be there to catch and then put them ball through the goal ring.

As he made his throw Ronyo almost snapped the broom from his tight turn and took off to get himself out of the scoring zone so when Cass made the catch and subsequent throw or hit Ronyo it would be legal. It was getting closer to the time when Ronyo would see how well a quick strategy played out on the Quidditch field.

My turn. Sioon said switching with Drake, who let out a small yelp and gave control to Sioon.

Fine, just don't hurt my chances at being beater.

Sioon increased the speed of the broom to almost double what the Drake was using.

There see we're right there on it. He thought with a smirk. Sticking out the bat to hit the ball.

Drake stuck out his tounge at Sioon, though no one could see it.
The menatliy older of the two shook his head, as he came closer to the ball.

Quidditch Pitch/ Slytherin Try Outs


A chuckle escaped Ronyo as he heard the upper classmen admit his first attempt at try out, that fact gave the boy a bit more confidence. He raised an eyebrow at his second comment about the difference in the Gryffindor and Slytherin play styles. Likely before he might have been offended but instead he took it as something to use and work with down the line.

"I still think I would have done well there, but likely I would have fit in any of the houses. I think my friends from the other houses have un-officially dubbed it the Chimera House," Ronyo laughed a bit but shook his head remembered his conversation with Phi and Colton, "I have come to the understanding that the hat placed me here because it would offer the biggest challenge and likely needed the most help. If being ambitious is a Slytherin trait then I have that, for I wish to have the house of green and silver seen not as the house of Darkness," Once again the boy shook his head and sighed making a note to come of his soap box for a time, "Sorry, I mean no disrespect towards the house or its occupants, we'll just call it my way of wearing the colors with pride. Anyways we should likely be getting ready for whatever comes next."

Cass chuckled along with Ronyo, but not for the same reasons. Chimera House! Now that was a new one! "Without Darkness, there cannot be Light," Cass said some what philisopically. It sounded like something out of one of those books Gwen had forced him into reading. He quickly shot himself into reality, and went to retrieve the quaffle before rejoining the younger boy. He noticed that Mira was now out of the goal and it appeared that Blair had taken her place. The prefect couldn't decide which was worse, but he would much rather go for the less experienced flyer. "Indeed," the boy agreed. "Wonder what's next."

Quidditch Pitch/ Slytherin Try Outs


Ronyo smiled and nodded his head as the upper classmen spoke, he could not argue the boy's comment. The darkness helps you see the light when it comes and that is a fundamental that just is how it is. Seeing Blaire come into the Keepers positions seemed to almost symbolize that idea of needing darkness to see the light.

"I could not agree more my friend," Catching the extra quaffle Ronyo raised an eyebrow at the nickname and chuckled a bit, " Guess it's my turn, wish me luck."

Ronyo smiled and turned his broom around and took off down the pitch towards the goal rings once again. He poured on the speed this time knowing he would not need to be fancy he just needed pure unbridled speed. The Slytherin soared on locking his emerald green eyes on Blaire with no evidence in them he was going to stop, and even in his own mind Ronyo played out the image of zooming right by the boy to make him choose to stay or move out of the way...he still wasn't sure if he wasn't going to do that yet.

As he got closer Ronyo's eyes narrowed as he thought about his opponent for a moment. Part of him wanted to fly right into the boy and see how he took the impact, but it would serve no long standing purpose and likely lead to a loss in house points. While the points still did not bother him who caused them to rise and fall did. Ronyo also thought about chucking the quaffle at Blaire rather than at the goal, calling it a missed shot. Something seemingly out of Blaire's own handbook, but that thought was thrown out after he realized the comparison to the blonde haired boy. He would beat Blaire but with standards and honest play, that way there was no debating the outcome. Ronyo's eyes remained transfixed almost seemingly animalistic in nature, as a wolf might see a deer, and with a grin Ronyo raised the quaffle. At the last moment Ronyo pulled his broom up high, twisted, and chucked the quaffle down at the ring from a vertical angle.

Unable to keep his eye on the ball, the blonde's tail twigs lightly brushed the speeding quaffle as it made its way through the goal post. Obviously, he was correct in assuming he wasn't cut out to be keeper. Even at this defeat, he wasn't overly affected by the loss.