Damn, he'd been so close! Zak was considering a fourth attempt on Bixby when he caught sight of MacFusty from the corner of his eye. Considering the other bludger had just been moved, it stood to reason that the opposing beater wanted the one nearby. Zak had grown attached to this bludger and wasn't keen on sharing it.

He locked eyes with MacFusty for a hot second before looking away and hitting the bludger as hard as he could at the girl with the quaffle.

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[Bludger for Augusta Robins Amelia Evans]

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   Karim Hassani

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Hassani's last bludger had clipped her, but not enough to swerve her off course from the quaffle. That said, as soon as she'd intercepted the pass and turned back towards Selhim's hoops, it felt like half the Moroccan team were upon her. First came the stink pellets, blasting up terrible-smelling clouds of green smoke around her, blocking all vision in front of her. "Damn it!" Gus yelled angrily at Wahbi - but didn't dare stop moving and be the one to call foul, in case even the home spectators blamed it on a woman's weaknesses. That said, she only got a few feet further before al-Benali bashed right into her, blocking her way with his broom. She growled, more prepared to lose her seat than let go of the quaffle, even if she was getting absolutely nowhere with it.

If the stink-pellet smoke ever cleared she might be able to search out a pass to Bixby... or see yet another bludger hurtling towards her.

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gorgeous set by Lady!

It didnt take much to realize that Robins was in trouble what with the green smoke and blunders, Rufus steered toward her, scrunching his nose up as he realized it was stink bombs. Bloody hell.

"Robins!" He called as the smoke dissipated a bit. "Here!" At least hehadnt flown into the worst of it and could make out Robins hopefully she could see him too.

C1 to c2

  

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BEE-utiful set!

It was clear that this match was spirraling out of control fast! His chasers needed to focus less on smart arsery and more on controlling the fucking Quaffle. The Berber was building himself up into a head of stressed out steam, praying that they could take back control of this game - or that the seekers could make their misery mercifully brief.

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Well, this was garbage. Cash shot higher in an attempt to spot the snitch.

  

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MJ made this!

Arthur had officially lost his patience around when his kneecap was shattered, and the combination of Wahbi dropping stink bombs and Bessani flying right into Robins wasn't helping. Deciding that he, too, could cause problems on purpose, Arthur flew sideways to collide with Wahbi.

[still C2]

  

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set by MJ <3

Nabil's shenanigans were nothing new to her, rather she was quite thrilled to see him up to his normal mischief. She was tired of playing like children with regulated rules and manners, and clearly the other Moroccans were as well. Grinning, she surged forwards to shove Bixby out of place. Bixby might have just been a bit of an idiot right there. Yes, he may have alerted his teammates to his presence, but he'd also just told her where he was. And now if she'd get lucky, Robbins would have tossed the ball before she'd noticed the swap. If not, well now they had the British CHaser cornered.

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   Billie Farrow

Aug 22nd, 1890 - Portree Stadium

"Well, folks! Wahbi it seems is hit by a rogue bludger after releasing some stink pellets onto the field. Goodness, that can't be pleasant. It doesn't appear he's too injured, though that might bruise. Al-Benali tries to intercept Robbins, but it seems that she stays clinging onto the quaffle!!

And look at that, ladies and gentlemen!! Hassani aims for MacFusty but MacFusty redirects it towards Aaloui!!! Oh my, and now Aaloui's gone and lost his handle on his own bludger — oh dear, there it goes."

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C	O---LM	NW  *     MI    AA   AR  RB			---O
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Moroccan Score Zone				British Score Zone

Moroccan Players -- British Players
SCORE
0050 MOROCCO || BRITAIN 0070
* = Bludger Positions
Game Play Directions
***Please tag Amelia Evans with your moderation needs: interceptions, goal attempts & bludger hits!***

  

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Light eyes flickered between both beaters, a smirk on his face. The only thing more enjoyable would have been shattering the kneecaps of Aaloui, but he could settle for knocking his bludger off course. He turned and headed towards the nearest bludger, not sparing either a glance, and directed it towards al-Benali.

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(C1 --> C2, bludger directed at Abbas al-Benali)
Amelia Evans

  

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— way too attractive set by mj <3 —

A shout of frustration left him at the interception. Karim shot forward on his broom determined to intercept the bludger and, hopefully, hit Macfusty.

B1 -> C2, intercepting bludger & hitting at Lachlan Macfusty

Amelia Evans

  

Damn it! Zakarya gritted his teeth and decided to let everyone crowd around his bludger while he cut his losses and headed for the other one which seemed to be unattended.

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[B1 -> B2]

  

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Between the Bludgers and the preponderance of players his scoring zone was feeling very active! Jasper took care to keep an eye out for maurading bludgers and the reckless beaters from both teams! Hoping desperately that his beaters could make some gains in terms of relieving the pressure while the chasers looked for an opportunity to take the home advantage. With only 20 points in it there was still everything to play for!

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Gus heard Bixby's shout from somewhere beside her, and although he didn't seem free from Moroccan hangers-on either, it would be good to get the quaffle out from the middle of the scrum. With that, she chanced a pass, throwing the quaffle towards Bixby.

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C2, attempted pass

  

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gorgeous set by Lady!

Damn this game was getting rough. He took the blow, steering away from the chaser. As he dud he spotted Robins pass and snatched the quaffle, moving out of the way just in time not to hit her. Then he pushed back toward the goals and attempted a goal.

C2 to c1 attempted catch and attempted goal
Dont know if the pass and catch need modernation... but goal attempt Amelia Evans

  

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BEE-utiful set!

Now that the quaffle was safely in Bixby's hands, Gus was able to shoot upwards to try and shake off the last of the stink-pellet smoke and the chasers in her way, sweeping in a large arc above the action and coming down closer to the level of play behind Selhim's hoops.

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C2 -> D1

  

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gorgeous set by Lady!

Not wanting to get caught up in the commotion, Zak was giving them all a wide berth as he made his way to the other bludger.

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[B2 -> C3]

  

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