Preparing for try outs.

[arrogantalloy]

 WHO: Tony, but open to all.
TONE: Easy going.
RATING: PG-13 for possible language
WHEN: August 9th
WHERE: Hogwarts grounds. Roughly where the first years are taught how to ride a broom.
WHAT: Tony's getting ready to be a captain before general try out for quidditch start.
STATUS: Ongoing! 


With Tony being the Captain of Ravenclaw's team this year. Tony decided to take a break from homework and general geniusing, to sit out in the autumn sun while doing some general broom maintenance out on the grass. 

He's absorbed in his work; readjusting twigs, shifting his foot stands and getting on and testing how it moves a few feet off the air.

He's mumbling to himself during the entire process.

"What I wouldn't give for an iPod to work here sometimes"

Is one of the few things he can be heard mumbling aside from extensive thoughts on how the broom should hand'e when he does this thing or that thing to it.

One thing is for sure, he seems to be quite in his element playing with the broom.

Comments

[arrogantalloy]

All that means is that when we play Gryffindor, you cheer for the current high scorer.

[He gives her a playful grin.]

That way, no hard feelings for either side.

[rule_britannia]

"If you say so."

Not that he'd take Tony at his word even for a moment.

"I'll leave you to it, then."

[arrogantalloy]

Tony gives him a sidelong glance, he knew what it sounded like to have what he said be dismissed, and as he speak his tone becomes more serious than normal.

"I know him better than you do, okay. So when I'm worried about him. Then you can think something's wrong with him."

Tony puts his broom down, then starts to pack up his things, his tone back to normal.

"But hey, if you've got things to do, then I'll see you around."

He shrugs at Arthur dismissively.

[rule_britannia]

"I think I'll form my own concerns without relying on you, if it's all the same."

Not that he doubts Tony knows Bruce better - he spends more time with him after all - but something in him bristles at the implication that he needs some kind of permission to worry about a friend. The dismissive shrug is mirrored in a light lifting of Arthur's shoulder, and he walks away, leaving the other to finish packing his things away.

"See you, Stark."

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Well... I guess that's fair. [She grins.] I really can't wait for matches to start.

[arrogantalloy]

I guess I can't either. I think this is going to be a very interesting game year.

[He gives a very pleased grin.]

[arrogantalloy]

[Tony watches her very carefully, seeing how the broom moves under her control. The grin still on his face, though he still had a look of great scrutiny on his face.

As Natasha comes back Tony's grin widens and he gestures to the broom.]

How was the handling?

[He tries not to look too excited about getting her reactions on the broom, as he's never had anyone use his brooms before.]

[arrogantalloy]

"Yup, getting it good and ready for try outs"

[thesmallesttrickster]

"What position are you trying for?"

[its_cor_aline]

True..but last year I choked a few times and I was worried it might effect my placement this year.

Yeah, my first year I didn't try out but the Captain taught me how to play anyways. He was cool enough to let me hang around during practices too. Being on the Quidditch team was just something I wanted ever since I first saw it.

[arrogantalloy]

Tony watches the younger boy do just as he promises and just stares. He's really impressed. And does sort of look it. Though he does try to not look to impressed.

He stands up and walks towards the perched lad, his hands in his pockets. Then stops and looks up at him.

"Oh yeah, you should really try out for Quidditch. And I'll give you two chocolate frogs."

[arrogantalloy]

"I'm thinking a chaser"

He nods thoughtfully.

[arrogantalloy]

Fly a good game for try outs. It's not going to be a problem. I have a pretty good idea of what I'm going to do with everyone.

Hmm. Good captain. I'm pretty sure you'll be playing Quidditch every year, here.

[speterman]

Peter's eyebrows raise to almost be hidden by his currently messy fringe, thoroughly thrilled by his ability to impress the other, ok he could die happy now. He looks around for a moment, trying to map a way down without breaking something and seems to pause in thought before looking at Tony a ghost of a frown on his face.

"Well, when you put it that way, how am I supposed to say no?"

He turns around and shifts so he can grab the edge he's sitting on and dangle from it for a moment, this is going to hurt, this is really going to hurt, he lets go, sliding down the wall, keeping his speed slower than it would normally be by keeping his hands against it but he's still too far up for hopping off a wall to be a good idea and then yeah, Peter, there's a gap there for the window, his hands catch hold of the other window ledge, yep, that hurt, oh man, he's going to have bruises on his hands later or something, play it off Parker.

"Two chocolate frogs, huh?" He smiles as he pulls himself up onto the first story window ledge, once again perching on it, this time crouching (spideystyle), finally turning back to face Tony with a toothy grin. "Thanks! Physics play a big part in this, so it's not that stupid."

late tag is late

[bubblingover]

Oh, i see, what adjustments are you trying to make?

[She sits down next to him.]

Close, it sounds close anyway, it's Feferi. Well better than me, i only know you by your last name, Stark.

[arrogantalloy]

"Well, even I appreciate someone who can make physics interesting to people outside of Ravenclaw."

Tony takes a few steps back just in case Peter wanted to be actually on the ground.

"So, where did you learn about this high flying fun?"

[arrogantalloy]

Just some last minute performance tweeks, to make sure that it is up to the punishments it's going to get during quidditch.

[his grin persists, becoming more charming]

Well, my last name's the only part worth remembering. But it's Tony.

[3potionproblem]

Sherlock stops lurking in the background, moleskein in hand as he approaches.

"It flies, doesn't it? What more do you want from a broom?"

[arrogantalloy]

Tony doesn't jump, or even look up as he hears Sherlock talk to him. Having gotten used to his ways after coming into his year. He continues to do his tweeks wile he replies to the older boy.

"Just flying isn't enough. even if we ignore the whole thing about me being captain. I'm still on the quidditch team, I need to have good speed and handling. Especially when I'm going to be putting myself in as chaser. I need to be able to get out of the way of others and fast."

He finally looks up at the taller boy, a bit of broom wax on his cheek from a careless hand movement.

"Or is something like that beyond you?"

[3potionproblem]

"What I don't understand is why any of this matters to you," Sherlock closes his notebook, sliding it back into his pants waistband under his robes.

"Quidditch isn't a sport for intellectuals. And neither is winning the house cup stimulating in any capacity. So why spend your time on it?"

[arrogantalloy]

"There's three reasons"

Tony picks up the broom and looks at it, moving it around in his hands as he looked at it from all angles.

"I might not have built all the actual parts, but I've taken what I can from other brooms. Stark brooms just to avoid lawsuits. And made something that will suit any and all requirements I have.
I also love flying, it's a rush I can get legally and on my own without any real hassle. Being in the air, is real freedom."

[3potionproblem]

Sherlock nodded, most of this falling into the 'things I already know about Stark' category.

"You could fly on your own time, not necessarily for the Quidditch team. You could pursue these things at your leisure instead of at their command."

[arrogantalloy]

"Which leads me to my third reason."

Tony stands up, then puts the broom on his seat, as he gives a little stretch.

"When I'm 21, I have the ability to take control of Stark Industries. If I have experience of leading and managing the Ravenclaw team, and even more. Bring them to be the reining champions. Then it's going to be a lot harder for the board of directors to say I don't have what it takes to run the company"

[3potionproblem]

"You think Quidditch cups are the mark of a good business man? Are you a complete idiot or is your father's company just run by them to set such expectations?"

He asks in all sincerity but like most things it comes out rather antagonistic.

[arrogantalloy]

Tony just looks at Sherlock incredulously.

"You know. If I didn't know you were, more socially inept than, you know. A common potato, I'd probably be offended by that."

He then sighs at him.

"You're missing the bigger picture. Quidditch captain's have to be able to follow how their team are going at anyone time. In order to pass out new game plays at a moments notice. There's also having to come up with individual training plans for each of the team members, all playing to their strengths and ironing out weaknesses. Being on the team is easy. Being a captain isn't."