Annalisa Montgomery (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} a_sinner) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} quaffle_rpg,@ 2009-09-05 15:40:00 |
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Characters: Annalisa Derrik and Michelle Moon
Date: 05 September 2004
Location: Medical Center at Puddlemere's Pitch
Status/Warning: Private
Summary: Annalisa finally gets her physical
Completion: Complete
The season was finally starting on Monday and Annalisa could already feel the excitement humming in her veins. She was looking forward to flying with her teammates again and to every up and down that encompassed an entire season. She also had high outlook for Puddlemere's success. The Wasp's had always been her dream-team since she was young and they'd managed to dominate the championship last year as well- but Puddlemere was her home club right now and she was nothing if not dedicated to her team. It helped that a lot of her fellow players she'd known in Hogwarts too. No, wanting to fly for the Wasp's or not, she was still on board with Puddlemere who had come close to beating the other team last year. She was nothing if not confident in their abilities to correct their mistakes this year.
Of course, to be able to play she was going to have to get her physical. Most likely Moon wouldn't be in office on a Sunday and there was slim chance she'd be allowed to fly in practice on Monday if she didn't get the damned thing finished. As she watched the sun sliding low in the sky Saturday evening she grumbled. There was a part of her that hoped Moon would already be gone for the day and she'd some how convince coach to let her fly for just Monday, delaying the exam for another couple days; then again, she'd likely be in a lot of trouble.
Between having to visit hospitals for her father and her brother, both of which had died in them, and having seen the inside of a room too many times for her own injuries, Annalisa despised healers, healing, medi-witches, you name it. Despite her frequent injuries she avoided going to see a Healer if at all possible and even when she did she was stubborn and frustrating, she knew.
With a sigh she apparated to the pitch and made her way through the halls to the medical office, crossing her fingers that Moon would be gone, like any sane person would be at this time of day.
Date: 05 September 2004
Location: Medical Center at Puddlemere's Pitch
Status/Warning: Private
Summary: Annalisa finally gets her physical
Completion: Complete
The season was finally starting on Monday and Annalisa could already feel the excitement humming in her veins. She was looking forward to flying with her teammates again and to every up and down that encompassed an entire season. She also had high outlook for Puddlemere's success. The Wasp's had always been her dream-team since she was young and they'd managed to dominate the championship last year as well- but Puddlemere was her home club right now and she was nothing if not dedicated to her team. It helped that a lot of her fellow players she'd known in Hogwarts too. No, wanting to fly for the Wasp's or not, she was still on board with Puddlemere who had come close to beating the other team last year. She was nothing if not confident in their abilities to correct their mistakes this year.
Of course, to be able to play she was going to have to get her physical. Most likely Moon wouldn't be in office on a Sunday and there was slim chance she'd be allowed to fly in practice on Monday if she didn't get the damned thing finished. As she watched the sun sliding low in the sky Saturday evening she grumbled. There was a part of her that hoped Moon would already be gone for the day and she'd some how convince coach to let her fly for just Monday, delaying the exam for another couple days; then again, she'd likely be in a lot of trouble.
Between having to visit hospitals for her father and her brother, both of which had died in them, and having seen the inside of a room too many times for her own injuries, Annalisa despised healers, healing, medi-witches, you name it. Despite her frequent injuries she avoided going to see a Healer if at all possible and even when she did she was stubborn and frustrating, she knew.
With a sigh she apparated to the pitch and made her way through the halls to the medical office, crossing her fingers that Moon would be gone, like any sane person would be at this time of day.