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

[greenmoonrising]

"You'll forgive me for not watching you take it on a test run then - does funny things to my stress if I see you suddenly go plummeting."

[arrogantalloy]

"Oh please, like I'm even going to fly high enough for plummeting to happen. No, nothing I did is going to affect stability at height. Have a jello shot and relax."

Tony Stands up and puts his foot in one of the cradles.

"Just watch and let me know if anything doesn't look right. I'll keep it to, hmm, 5 feet? tops."

[greenmoonrising]

"I'm not old enough fo- You're not old enough for jello shots!" he snapped, growing increasingly uncomfortable as he watched Tony mount the broom.

"I hate you, fine, let's just get this over with," he sighed, running a hand through his hair and breathing hard through his nose to calm down.

[arrogantalloy]

"The legalities for the situation really aren't the issue here."

He got on the broom properly then shifted till he got comfortable.

"Right, I'm going to start with basic banking, at about a twenty degree angle. And shut up, you love me."

Testing phases were something Tony always enjoyed. And one of the few times you could see him being actually serious. He started his testing and banked from left to right, at his described angle.

"Not bad, responsive. Still firm ride wise, no jerking so far."

[greenmoonrising]

Bruce just watched with detached interest, deliberately keeping himself mentally distanced from the knowledge that Tony's riding an untested modified broom, his wand at the ready in case the self-proclaimed genius fell from the air.

[arrogantalloy]

"Now to go to fi- Wait"

Tony sits up on his broom, then pats his pockets. Looking over at Bruce and his other things, Tony banks over and slips over to Bruce. And reaching his arm out when he's close enough.

"Help a guy out here. In the kit box, there's some goggles. Pass them over?"

[greenmoonrising]

"What would you do without me?" he sighed, rifling through the kit box before finding the aforementioned goggles. Once he had them, he deftly tossed them into Tony's hand.

[arrogantalloy]

Tony catches the goggles easily then puts them on.

"I'd be living a deep and meaningful life in which I have to get my own things. And we all know I suit shallow and meaningless so much more."

Tony grins, his goggles making him look like he's about to go sky diving. He pulls away from Bruce.

"Right! Taking it up to five feet so I can start the speed test. Bruce, have you got a watch? I want to time my watch against yours."