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]

[Ball through hoop, then Peter takes a moment to answer Caspian's question.]

It's called a layup. It's perfectly legal.

[Peter thinks. He's no expert on basketball, but he's not going to admit that to Caspian just yet.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Looking thoughtful.]

I see.

[Think fast! He's lashing out to snatch the ball from Peter's hand and go dribbling away.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Surprised Peter is surprised, but he takes off after Caspian. Again with aggressive guarding. Caspian isn't going to pull another one so easily!]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[A little more aggression never hurt anyone. He's finding it hard to evade Peter again, having to even lose ground and move back to center court before trying to dribble in again.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Sucess for Peter! He's still sticking to Caspian like white on rice. But he stops his footwork for a second to attempt another ball grab, which gives Caspian a window of opportunity for... opportunities.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Brown rice in Caspian's case. When Peter goes diving for the ball he sweeps it upward, now using that height to just shoot from where he is. It doesn't go in though, hitting the backboard too hard and bouncing off the rim, but Caspian doesn't seem to mind not making the point.]

[ooc: Want to fast forward them till they're too tired to stand or sumfin XD?]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[By now Peter's totally pooped, and he only remembers the score vaguely. Whatever it was, it had to be close.]

What did you think, Caspian?

ooc: That's cool with me! XD

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Caspian would've called it a tie if he wasn't so tired to trace their shots back to the very beginning.]

I think... that we shall have to play another game... sometime.

[A nod to Peter, firm clap to his shoulder. Of course Caspian is thinking next time they're going to grab a futbol.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Peter's a bit too tired to do anything but grin back at Caspian.]

I have to admit you did learn the rules quite fast.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Not even bothering to sit on a bench, he's just sitting on the floor.]

I did play in the castle... Not this, but similar games.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Thinks about finding a bench, but eh. It's too far. Plops down nearby Caspian, kind of wishing he had a water thermos.]

Back in Narnia?

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Right here is the best place to be because it requires the least amount of steps before sitting!]

Yes, in Narnia. It was not always swords, archery, and jousts. Yourself?

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

Back at school. It wasn't the most popular sport, But we did learn a few of the rules.

It's probably more entertaining as a team sport.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

What was?

[The popular sport he means.]

I did not mind competing against only you.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

Football.

[He doesn't think Caspian will know what football is, so he doesn't elaborate.]

I don't mind a one on one game, but the game changes when you're on a team. Teamwork, coordination... all that.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Football?

[Dios mio, futbol? There's a brand new gleam to his eye.]

Is it a game where you must kick the ball?

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Thinks Caspian is just stating the obvious.]

It wouldn't make sense to name it football if it wasn't.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Thinks Peter's British bum has just met its match.]

And there are two posts to score points? No hands?

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[He's catching on.]

Did someone tell you already?

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

No. I play.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

Really?

[unexpected turn of events, but hey, a new challenge.]

You wouldn't mind playing a game sometime later then?

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Really. Some things are the same for many worlds.

[It only means footie is a universal constant making it the best sport in all realms.]

No I would not, I encourage it.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

You should have told me sooner!

[Stands up, now that he's a bit more rested.]

I suppose the Caspian the First brought it along with him.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

I did not know you knew.

[Getting to his feet a moment later for a stretch.]

It is a good game, and not only for royalty.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

Everyone enjoys football. Even if you don't play, most people cheer for a certain team usually.

[He excuses Caspian for thinking he didn't know about football. After all, different worlds & etc.]

You never thought to ask?