When I get older, I will be stronger [Open]

[redheadcarrier]

Date and Time: Afternoon of March 22nd
Location: The Training Room
Characters: Asuka, Open
Summary: Asuka kicks a football soccer ball around for no particular reason.
Warnings: None (yet).

Ever since her conversation with Utena about sports and possibly starting something it had been hovering at the forefront of her mind. Then it had turned from a random idea into a reality after she'd discovered a somewhat battered soccer ball in one of the stores in the market. Sure, it had cost a bit, but it was worth it - it gave her something to do. Even indoors. And surely the Initiative wouldn't complain too much about her using the open space for something physical, right?

Besides, if they did, Asuka wasn't going to listen anyway.

She bounced the ball off of the floor idly. The room was mostly empty right now, so it seemed as good a time as any to give this a shot. She dribbled the ball across the room, then back and gave it a little chip with her toes, sending the ball spinning into the air. She ducked under it and gave it a bump with her head. She'd intended to send it up again, but it knocked off at an awkward angle.

"Hey! Heads up!" 

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[salvagedsoul]

The Initiative's war was of little interest to Kaworu, and he intended to stay consistent in refusing to participate in contributing to missions. But one chore he was willing to partake in was weapon training, which was why he was here today.

He was in the middle of hefting his enormous blade from the ground when he heard a familiar voice. Glancing over his shoulder from his bent-down position, he saw the incoming ball sailing over and let go of his weapon's handle so he could twist and catch it nimbly.

The ball was in rather good condition - someone paid money for it, doubtlessly. With a smile, he stood up straight and turned to see Asuka, as he suspected.

"Good day, Soryu-san," he said. Without waiting for her to answer, he tossed it back to her.

[theboywhodied]

A football! Just the thing he's been thinking about lately. Cedric spun on one leg and kicked high, trying to hit it. He did---with an awkward side of his foot---and it spun off against the wall. The motion left him wobbling on one leg to find his balance again. It was so awkward he could almost laugh, and his mouth twitched that way.

"You know, I thought footballs were meant to be kicked. With your feet."

[originalgaangster]

Sokka yelps as the ball catches him in the back of the head, Asuka's warning a touch to slow to save the Water Tribe boy from impending football doom. He stumbles and slumps over with a small groan, rubbing the back of his head as he stoops to pick up the ball, turning to see where it came from.

"Thanks for the warning--A bit late, though."

[concealingeyes]

Lately, Kido had been using this place to train her power, trying to push it further. Wandering into crowds on purpose and trying to hide from any glance in just the blink of an eye. It was just a theory but it could work. She knew that.

Though, today there weren't many people here. Kido hid her presence, watching unseen for a bit, before growing bored. No reason to stay.

And then, as she got up to leave, a ball hit her in the head. Suddenly she was visible and looking like an idiot. She rubbed her head and blinked over at the girl. Time to play it off.

"Uh, sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going." Kido reached down and picked up the ball. "You've got good force in it though."

[observesthings]

"Oww!"

Thunk. Apparently his head isn't as hard as yours, Asuka. The ball bounced off, and he's left rubbing his temple, just slightly dazed. He's endured far worse in the Survival Game - being broadsided by a gigantic stone orb propelled by telekinetic force certainly comes to mind - but that was definitely gonna leave a bruise.

"Hey, watch--" Wait. This is that girl. The one he talked to before. "Oh... umm... Asuaka, right...?" Still rubbing his head, he approaches, awkward and shy. Like someone else she should know. "I'm Yukiteru! Wait, I already said that, um... nice to see you again! In person, I mean, I..."

Crap. Meeting new people sucks. At least over the tablet thing he didn't have to talk to people face to face.

[skilful]

Not falling under the groups of people who can either catch spinning balls with bare hands, burn them to ashes or dodge them easily, the ball struck Totsuka's head very easily, falling into his arms. He glanced down at it and then up at whoever had called out to him.

Smiling while rubbing the spot where the ball had hit, not very bothered by the pain, he offered it out. "Yours?"

[flareblitz]

There's two reasons as to why the ball catches on fire and is rendered to ash.

One, he's asleep. Deep and undisturbed as usual, even breaths in and out. He's rolled onto his side with his back facing the room proper, making the simple act of avoiding the incoming ball an impossibility. The second reason is mostly a consequence of combining the first and some bizarre law of nature which dictates that people of his station are to be protected from things such as bullets, rain, and -- unavoidable soccer balls, apparently. So as soon as the ball touches an invisible field, it goes up in flames.

On the upside(?), that minor disturbance with his Aura has him grunting, waking, blinking. What the hell--?

[tragicomedienne]

Ever since she changed back into herself, Nanami was slowly becoming more active. She felt so relieved to be her but simultaneously so helpless. She had to do something for herself, even if it was exercise or something equally uninteresting to her.

Nanami was no stranger to being struck out of turn by rogue sports equipment. A soccer ball was a better projectile than a baseball or something else; at the very least, when it struck the crown of her head it bounced off with little more than a reverberating thump and sailed into the wall.

"Hey! Watch what you're doing! Are you trying to kill someone? Do you think this is a place where you can just -"

This. Girl.

This girl. Asuka hadbeen nothing but a cancer in her life the entire time she had been here. Nanami went from irritated to livid in the span of seconds, bending down to pick up the ball from where it fell before tucking it under her arm. Just see if she gets it back now.