xx❈ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Quidditch Pitch
xxx❈ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? My Team
xxxx❈ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? GvR Game
xxxxx❈ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? I only have like seven jobs, it's fine
xxx❈ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? My Team
xxxx❈ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? GvR Game
xxxxx❈ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? I only have like seven jobs, it's fine
Skyla had hoped for a second to talk to Torin before the game, to get a little confidence boost. She wasn't afraid she might not catch the snitch (though Syd Barrett was also a threat on that front), but she was afraid she would mistime the snitch and lose the season anyway. It was a lot of pressure, and her shaky hands betrayed her worry. Hopefully she could focus once actually in the sky. How upset would Aria be.... how upset would all the Gryffindors be? And if she missed, if Syd caught the snitch, they'd fall to last place in the rankings.
The game was called to action, brown eyes scanning the pitch for any evidence of the snitch. Perhaps she'd get lucky early on, then just be able to tail the dang thing until the chasers made a few goals.
AC: 18
Modifiers: +8 {Spotting} +8 {Catching}
Special Skills: Sharp Eyes, Great Catch, Natural Flyer
Spotted: x/3
Catching: x/2
Total Roll:20 {Spotted!}
Lives: [✬] [✬] [✬]