Captain Topher Calhoun
February 05, 2013 7:01 PM
Crotalus Quidditch Practice by Captain Topher Calhoun
Topher had been hoping, and even half-expecting, to someday wear a captain’s badge on the Quidditch Pitch one day, and had worked hard in Quidditch with that goal in mind, so the condition of having become captain was not surprising to him. It was just the timeline which had come as a surprise. He had expected to be Renee Errant’s assistant for a year, a position he had not been expecting to relish at all, but then she had just walked off – keeping the school from having every captain in the same year for the first time in forever – and now he had the real badge a full year earlier than he had expected to. He still didn’t know what to make of that, except to be almost glad, even after the prep time he had put in over the summer, that the games had been called off for a year while he got used to the position. He wouldn’t mention it to the team, but he thought it was going to be a big advantage for him next year, when everyone else would be much more inexperienced at really running their teams instead of just playing understudy.There was, of course, always the chance that Wilkes and Bauer and Jamison would step aside peremptorily to give their assistants the same chance, but frankly, Topher didn’t think the other Houses were that smart. Especially, and most importantly given who the biggest rival everyone had was, not Wilkes. Topher didn’t know the seventh year very well, but he was an Aladren, and they just didn’t, as far as he could tell, think like that. If he’d had a full team to practice with this year, Topher would have already been having pleasant dreams about seeing his name on the Quidditch Cup next year.
If.
He tried not to look disappointed as he glanced over the list in his hand as the first few people arrived at the appointed time on the Quidditch Pitch. “Hey, everyone,” he said casually. He was not going to let having two badges go to his head. That wouldn’t be cool, and they would poke merciless fun at him behind his back if he did it. Topher was sure of this. “Everyone gather round and we’ll get started.
“For anyone who doesn’t know me, my name’s Topher,” he informed them. “Topher Calhoun. I’m captain of the Crotalus team this year, and will be again next year, when we get into some games. Linus Macaulay is my assistant captain. For this year, we’re just going to work toward next year, work on building our skills and endurance. Right now, I want you all to fly three laps around the Pitch, as fast as you can without losing your seat or getting dizzy.”
Cepheus in particular he wanted to work on endurance with. A lot of the time, it seemed Arnold Carey mostly won games because he could take a lot of abuse without coming off his broom. If the Crotalus Seeker could do it, too, then they would be on a more even footing, and then Crotalus might win. He was hoping Carey would get soft and sloppy over the next year, but not counting on it, since for one thing next year would be Carey's last year as Seeker and only year as Captain and for another thing he wouldn't at all put it past the Aladrens to inflict real damage on their own Seeker in practices just to keep him on his toes. Topher wasn't going to intentionally hurt Cepheus that much, as he was not a sociopath and was bright enough to know injuries could go wrong and end up in long-term damage, but he was going to do all he could to keep him on his toes this year, too.
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