He reached the bludger and whacked it towards the chaser in possession of the quaffle.

B3 to B4, hitting at Jack Cardew
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Rufus continued to fly forward to support Cardew.

C3 to C2

  

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BEE-utiful set!

Jack flew hard for the opposite goal.

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B3-B2

  

Mundungus flew to redirect the bludger headed towards their keeper, hitting it back towards the other beater that had some sort of fixation on Bixby.

stayed in c4, redirecting bludger towards Zakarya, Amelia Evans

  

Rufus finally reached the Morrocan goals to assist.

C2 to C1

  

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BEE-utiful set!

Aug 28th, 1890 - Portree Stadium

"Alaoui shoots a bludger towards the British Keeper but Mundungus MacFusty intervenes! OH MY, as if the MacFusty family doesn't have enough to worry about, looks like MacFusty's lost his footing! He's fallen off his broom!!!

OH, I SAY! Hassani's bludger has more than made contact in its target of Mr. Cardew of the British team! Oh dear, he looks to be in quite a lot of pain! Oh look, he's clutching at his ribs, I — yes, I think one of his ribs is broken! And we thought we'd seen the last of the excitement, Mr. Cardew I'd be worried about a punctured lung if I were you.

My, my the British team is down a chaser and a beater, and we thought we were out of the woods! Perhaps the Moroccan team's luck is changing!"

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FIRST TO QUAFFLE GETS IT

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B				KH
C	O---  RB			MI   ZA  *	AA   * ---O
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Moroccan Score Zone				British Score Zone

Moroccan Players -- British Players
SCORE
0070 MOROCCO || BRITAIN 0090

* = Bludger Positions
Game Play Directions
***Please tag AMELIA EVANS with your moderation needs!***

  

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Finally! A decent hit. Karim grinned wolfishly and flew towards the bludger. Once there, he whacked it towards the British female chaser.

B4 -> C5, hitting bludger at Augusta Robins
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Cash flew higher.

  

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MJ made this!

Suddenly the tables turned, violently. Zakarya wasn't one to celebrate or break concentration during a game but in this one instance he simply couldn't help punching the air triumphantly and shouting in Arabic, "Nice one, Hassani!" at his fellow beater. There was a bludger nearby and he swooped upon it happily, hitting it towards Bixby again while fortune was on their side. 

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[Bludger to Bixby Amelia Evans]

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   Karim Hassani

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— The Moroccan Kneecapper —

What the actual fuck was up with this match?

Even drugged and hyped up on pain potions for his knee and shoulder Becks was foggy, but fuck. Two players down in a matter of moments.

He had to be useful.

They were doomed.

Lestrange better catch the snitch soon.

Unfortunately he couldn't be in two places at once so Bixby was on his own. Beckett moved to deflect the bludger hit at Robins towards the Moroccan seeker.

[D4]

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   Zakarya Alaoui

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RIP Bee for she has died by Stef!set

Jack felt the air rushing out of his lungs before the pain of the bludgers impact registered in his brain, the quaffle fell from his fingers. Something was badly wrong - his breaths were coming in short gasps. His time on the first string had been short lived...he couldn't keep playing, he could see the manager calling him in.

In landed in resignation, his breathing ragged. He was out.

  

Oh shit. Any advantage they had gained from the break in the match was quickly lost, both bludgers having dire effects. MacFusty's fall happened behind her, but she saw the bludger smash into Cardew and leave him forced to land. Two players down, Merlin! Those Moroccans were ruthless; she wouldn't be surprised if they took out the whole team before anyone could catch the snitch. Gritting her teeth, she flew across the mid-field, trying to get close enough to sweep up the quaffle from where Cardew had left it.

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D4 -> C3

  

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gorgeous set by Lady!

He had considered—strongly—sitting this one out, letting Karim take over. The memory of what had transpired in the box to the poor woman (a Mrs. Turnbull, he had learned later) was as burned into his mind as his own identity, and it was with great trepidation that Hassan Sabri had remounted his broomstick. It was, ironically, his father—ever the critic—that had ultimately sealed the deal: having his father add 'quitter' to his list of complaints was not at all appealing.

The seeker knew he was not at his best as he kept an eye out for the snitch, and could only hope he was faring better than Lestrange today.

  

Shit Cardew was down, he barely watched his teammates reaction before he was diving toward the fallen quaffle, reaching for it as Cardew directed his broom down to the field.

C2 to B2 Amelia Evans attempt to catch quaffle?

  

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BEE-utiful set!

Aug 28th, 1890 - Portree Stadium

"Hassani shoots a bludger at Robbins! Ooh, and it bounces off!

Alaoui aims a bludger at Bixby! Bixby's hit but looks like the bludger doesn't affect him either!!


Andd Bixby's the first to the quaffle!"

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B		RB  *
C	O---		AR	MI   ZA	KH    AA ---O
D				NW  BL  AR  *
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<-- LEFT				RIGHT -->
Moroccan Score Zone				British Score Zone

Moroccan Players -- British Players
SCORE
0080 MOROCCO || BRITAIN 0090

* = Bludger Positions
Game Play Directions
***Please tag AMELIA EVANS with your moderation needs: interceptions, goal attempts, bludger hits & attempts to catch the snitch!***

  

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What was it with these fucking English bludgers?! The high of his knock out hit vanished as he surged forward to retrieve the bludger and hit it towards the woman chaser again.

C5 -> D4, hitting at Augusta Robins

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