Log: Complete

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

When; July 13 (towards evening)
Rating; PG?
Characters; Peter Pevensie lionrampante, Caspian treadingdawn
Summary; A little lesson on the courts goes a long way.
Log;

[When he comes back he seems almost a little sheepish for bringing back bags, but they're Claire's doing and he can't say he regrets it. Not at all.]

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[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Sticks his head out of the kitchen when he hears noise. He didn't expect Caspian to bring bags back, and he totally eyes them.]

Caspian? What are those?

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Appropriate attire.

[He wonders if this makes him sound like a twit as he sets the bags on the couch. One bag has the casual number and the shoebox. The other has something hanging in a bag and rest assured this is All. Claire's. Doing.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Wonders if he heard Caspian correctly. Comes out of the kitchen with, what else, but a mr teapot.]

Weren't you out on a date?

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

A date?

[WHAT.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Oh Caspian.]

You went out with Claire, correct?

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Yes. We went around the Square, and a plaza. She recommended new attire.

[Gesturing to the bags.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Peter's curiosity is piqued.]

Mind if I look?

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Be my guest.

[A shrug, since Peter is a good authority on clothes too. Claire has excellent taste though. Bag 1 has the black on black on black on black suit. Bag 2 has a pair of dark blue jeans, a shirt, a jacket, all in one bag under box carrying something ever teenage boy should have: Converse high tops. Charcoal gray. Thanks Claire.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[With Caspian's permission, he takes a look in bag two. Peter's kind of surprised. Whoever this Claire is, she has good taste.]

It's all very nice. I didn't actually think you'd go shopping for yourself though.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[A gesture over his tunic.]

She laughed at me. Please blame her.

[But he's casual and comfortable about it.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Peter just grins. He'll have to thank Claire later for upgrading Caspian, at least.]

I'm not blaming anyone. I'm glad you bought new clothes, honestly.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Do I embarrass you too?

[Asking in good humor, boots off to switch out to the sneakers.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

Slightly.

[also said in good humor. He takes a look into the other bag, but decides to refrain from commenting.]

Now that you have shoes, do you want to try basketball?

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

It would be a good idea to familiarize myself with them.

[Nodding, taking a few steps in the shoes. They're much more comfortable that's for sure. He has no idea how strenuous this basketball can be.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

It won't be a strenuous game, so I wouldn't worry too much about it.

[He thinks.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Competitiveness aside right?] I do not think a challenging sport will be a problem.

[In other words, King Caspian X has little reason to worry about over exertion.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Peter's busy putting on his own shoes.]

It's a competitive sport, but since I'll be teaching you how to play, it shouldn't get too heated.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

As you say, Peter.

[Skeptical about that last part but he does want to learn and he does fancy a little challenge anyway.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

Are you ready? I went ahead and checked up on the City's courts.

[Is pretty confident he has the upper hand in basketball!]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

I am ready. Lead the way.

[In his pants and tunic because those are comfortable enough. It's the shoes that matter most!]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[And they're out the door, to the courts. Peter's in a regular t-shirt and pants too.]

[And throwing the ball towards Caspian. Catch!]

This is a basketball.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[He's looking around the court--WHAT. It hits him first but he catches it before it can fall. First try okay?]

Hff. All right.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Pay attention Caspian. If that were a sword you'd be dead!]

The main point of the game is to throw the ball into your opponent's hoop...

[points to the two hoops at each end.]

to score a point.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Oh no he didn't. At least not aloud.]

That seems possible.

[Looking to the hoops.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

Right. Once you get it through, you get a point.

[Kind of winging it from here. Peter's not so big of a basketball fan, so all the technicalities are lost on him.]

It sounds simple, but it can get frustrating. You're allowed to block the other players, but nothing too physical.