Captain Hannah Laurent

November 08, 2009 10:39 PM
Start of term signaled that time of year. The time when the all-important Quidditch sign-ups went up and when Hannah worried if they would even get a full team. Last year, she had been lucky and had been able to fill all of the spots. She was hoping that her luck would continue for her second year of running the team. She still had no idea how Jake and Dalila had managed to do so well and wish she had a bit of their persuasion techniques or whatever it was that got people interested.

As it stood, hopefully posting up the sign-up sheet would be enough of an encouragement. At least it looked halfway decent. She had drawn stars along the border edges in the Teppenpaw colors of yellow and maroon. While in her fairly legible writing, she had put the following:

Teppenpaw Quidditch Team Sign-Ups

If interested in trying out for the Teppenpaw Quidditch team, please sign your name below along with your year and the position you’re interested in. Preference will be given to returning players, however, all skill levels are encouraged!

– Captain Hannah Laurent, Sixth Year, Seeker


Stepping back, she admired her handiwork for a moment before heading off to start the rest of her day.
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Amber Carey

December 09, 2009 9:25 AM
If she was to be perfectly honest with herself, Amber knew she could spend every waking, non-class minute from now to RATS studying and still not make the perfect Os her father had dropped a few hints about expecting. If she decided to try brutal honesty, she knew she couldn't study all that time and even make straight Es. She just wasn't great at school, and considering how well in the head and family situation those of her cousins who had been were doing now that they were in the real world, she wasn't sure she even wanted to be. Looking like an airhead seemed an easy price to pay for not getting shipped off to Europe or med school the minute she graduated.

Even if studying was removed from the equation, there were still things she needed to do this year. Like search for a clue as to what she would be doing next year. She couldn't live off her father forever, and somehow, she thought he'd consider working in a shop beneath the dignity expected of a Carey. As much as she disagreed with some of his values, she did kind of like the guy; getting unceremoniously drop-kicked out of his family would hurt a little. This problem had been bothering her for a few years now, but becoming a seventh year meant she really didn't have any more time to pretend it was going to go away for her.

And yet...

Well, she didn't like starting things and then just never finishing them. As much of a lazy princess as she'd half-willingly drifted into being over the past six years, she still remembered the sort of work ethic her mom and other family had preached about to no end when she was a little girl. Plus, Quidditch was one of the few places she could actually interact with other people and not think if they were making mental commentaries on her surname. Another - most likely worse - thing she'd developed at Sonora was a bit of a complex about being a Carey and what, to certain people, that implied.

Hitting things was also a good way to relieve exam stress. There was always that.

Yeah, she was going back in for the Quidditch team.

Amber Carey, Seventh Year, Beater
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