<div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 15pt;">Quidditch Tryouts</span></strong></div><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/27/Claire_Gryff_1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Claire Skies<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Quidditch Uniform<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Halfblood<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: Pear Wood, Dragon Heartstring, 10 1/3 inches with two twists<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor/ 4th Year<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Saturday September 24rd<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>11:00 AM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Qudditch Pitch<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Tryouts<br/>(Optional)<strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>Stand Out/Goofy Movie (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FlMZXtATye4)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Hikaru, Open<br/><hr/><br/><br/>It was time that the students were starting to arrive for their tryouts. Desperation at least didn't thin the numbers. First years prior to the announcement likely hadn't dreamed they'd get to play quidditch and yet thanks to a collection of unscrupulous fools who hadn't a ounce of pride or honor among them, it was now the opportunity to cement themselves as a starter for the next five to seven years. Claire however couldn't share in the optimism that clearly reflected in the faces of the approaching students. Claire had experience of course, but not as a captain, and she had no idea if she was up to the task of leading a team that had no experience. She'd run in her head at least a dozen times over, trying to plan drills and other activities that would help improve her teams skills. The honest truth was depending on how many younger students joined the team, the odds were that they'd be doing flying drills. At the very least she could confidentially say she was skilled on a broom. What were the odds a girl with the last name of Skies was a natural at flying? Couldn't have picked a better last name, and as a result she couldn't help but wonder if perhaps quidditch ran in her bloodline? Wondering did little to give her answers, and she was already feeling negative enough as it was.<br/><br/>It'd be about that time that she started to notice basically no one was signing up at the Gryffindor table....Glancing down Slytherin was filling up nicely with applicants and so was Hufflepuff. A light frown touched her features at the realization, but she was quick to rationalize that it was early and Gryffindors preferred to make a entrance. As she gazed over at the Slytherin table a younger looking man caught her eye. She'd gaze at him, he was handsome and he looked familiar. She had done exactly what he wanted, because as soon as he was certain she saw him he smiled at her. One that reminded her of a very specific trio of Slytherins, and in the moment convinced her that it had to be a trait held in common among their house. Still the young man did seem really familiar to her. She'd gaze away, looking towards the quidditch pitch in thought. He had Asian features which weren't very common, so she'd figure he'd stand out.<br/><br/><em>Ooh of course</em>he was that first year from the Slytherin house that took advantage of the spotlight to flirt with a girl from another house after he'd been sorted. A soft smile took her features as she remembered, as she turned her eyes back over to the other table, only to discover the 1st year was moving in her direction. Bright sapphire blue eyes widened as he moved straight towards her table as a large smile spread across his features. For the second time in a span of what must have been at most two minutes, he reminded her exactly of the 4th year slytherins she attended class with. Aaric and Xual in particular were known to be so utterly brazen....The confidence was obvious, if there was any one person in the world who knew how handsome he was, it was Hikaru. She recognized the posture, the swagger he carried himself with, she had been attending class with Aaric and Xual for the last three years after all.<em>At least Hikaru was in the perfect house</em>. He slid his hand forward to greet her, and for a moment it seemed Claire might accept his hand.<br/><br/>Then she folded her arms instead as she gazed up at him. "Claire," she said, her voice taking a flat line in spite of the fact she wasn't able to suppress a grin on her features as she gazed up at him. "Is there something I can do to help you...<em>Hikaru</em>, I'm not sure you qualify to be on my team." She said, a clear tone of sass taking her voice as she spoke. Claire of course in most other settings would respond at least initially in a much more polite fashion. Maybe even be playful depending on her mood. However in that moment he was trying to join the team of Gryffindor's biggest rivals, and<em>Claire</em>was the captain of Gryffindor. How in the world was she going to command any respect if her potential teammates saw her flirting with the enemy?<br/><br/><em>Probably just another dirty trick from those snakes</em>! Well she wasn't biting!