Post by Brandi Monsoon on Aug 12, 2009 17:47:40 GMT 10
Brandi brought out her new Hurricane .1 for a practice flight. It was the newest racing brrom in the system. Perfect for seekers like her. She was wearing her new robes, pitch black, which set off her vibrant red hair. Mounting her broom, she rose in the air, a wicked grin on her face.
She was hoping someone would come out and challange her to a race or to a game of quidditch. But for now she was going to practice. Sliding her wand out she flicked it out at a small golf ball launcher. It started to toss out balls, which she sped out to catch in various ways.
She was hoping someone would come out and challange her to a race or to a game of quidditch. But for now she was going to practice. Sliding her wand out she flicked it out at a small golf ball launcher. It started to toss out balls, which she sped out to catch in various ways.
