Flying High (Tooth and Jack Frost) CLOSED RP
Toothiana was flying higher and higher over the Quidditch field. She had the gryffindor Seeker stalking her right side as they both chased for the snitch.
Her raven claw jacket tails fluttering behind her she moved her goggles over her eyes. The flying golden orb was to be her main focus as long as no one got in her way she’d be fine. The snitch suddenly dropped back down and she leaned her broom to follow. Dropping like a pin to the floor. Her eyes suddenly got a glint of something from her left side and it wasn’t the other seeker.
Tooth was right on its tail she reached out and just before she could grab the snitch the quaffel jack threw hit tooth’s side. She managed to intercept the quaffle when she lifted up and straightened out. After it hit her she gasped for air and was thrown off her broom. The quaffel started to fall and a gryffindor seemed to smack it back up to another team mate. Tooth managed to grip the neck of her broom but was dangling by only her hands. She grunted. Her ribs hurt excruciatingly. She breathed out trying to lift up onto her broom but was struggling with all the movement.
Jack pulled himself about, eyes snapping from player to player, trying to pick out who had the quaffle. Quite by accident a spotted the Ravenclaw Seeker dangling from her broomstick, desperately trying to keep hold of it. Thanks to a well aimed bludger, he didn’t actually see what happened, but it was clear she needed help now. He scanned the field again. The referee was too busy handling the Chasers and hadn’t seen the trouble the Seeker was in.
Abandoning the other Chasers, Jack swooped down to hover right next to her. He reached out.
“Grab my hand!”
Tooth was holding on for dear life with her slipping grip. Suddenly she saw Jack hearing him offer his hand she didn’t hesitate and reached out a hand grabbing onto his wrist. She suddenly dropped down a bit as she let go of her broom and used her other hand to get a grip on his upper arm. She couldn’t say much she was simply hoping he’d be able to hold onto her. She anxiously looked up at him her amethyst eyes looking up at him rather then at the ground. The wind and weather weren’t helping the situation either.
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