Log: Ongoing

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

When; July 15 (afternoon)
Rating; PG
Characters; Peter lionrampante, Caspian treadingdawn, Susan lionesssejant
Summary; A little sport brings everyone closer together.
Log;

[See Caspian with the ball. See Caspian's fast footwork with the ball. See Caspian try to get the ball past Peter.]

You are tenacious, Your Majesty.

[A grin at Peter. He's not paying attention to anything else but The Game.]

ooc: So like, Bree went to pick up Edmund justest, ought we to open the log up to them and Susan for whenever they might want to drop in on the game XD?

Comments

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Maneuvering the ball around at a slower pace, mainly waiting to see how Caspian will move.]

Who taught you back in Narnia?

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Eye on Peter's footwork to anticipate his next move.]

My gentlemen-in-waiting.

[Oh yeah, he had those. He darts in to Peter's side, maybe just testing his reflexes.]

It was Miraz's idea, if you would believe that.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Peter was ready for that, and attempts a cutback to keep Caspian from getting too close to the ball! Bum rush to the goal time.]

I suppose he had to find a way to keep you occupied!

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Oh he's a slick king. He misses the ball and turns to run after Peter.]

It was one of the more enjoyable lessons!

[Oh he's going for a slide, and this one aims to not just knock the ball out but trip Peter in the process.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Thunk. He was too busy after a goal to notice Caspian pull a fast one. Needless to say, the ball is out of Peter's control.]

That--

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Saved just before it can cross the posts! And the crowd goes wild. But he stops near Peter, keeping the ball moving between his feet.]

Are you all right?

[Maybe these are his famous last words.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[And he's up! In good condition, albeit slightly annoyed.]

Didn't you learn what a foul was?

[Even then, Peter takes up a defensive position. One little trip isn't going to stop him.]

ooc: And out for a bit to grab dinner & all that jazz!

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

A foul?

[IN FUTBOL? But his feigned sheepishness is very brief before he's moving again, trying to get past the High King.]

ooc: See you soon!

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

An illegal move?

[Peter's on Caspian with a newfound determination after that little slip. Thou shall not pass- or something.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

What else do you consider an illegal move?

[This is getting hard, he tries to kick the ball between Peter's feet.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

I thought you knew how to play!

[And takes this opportunity to attempt to steal the ball!]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

The Telmarine version.

[All things considered, driving Narnians into hiding and all, it's probably not as structured as a world class football club. Damn he jumps aside to keep away from Peter but loses the ball in the process.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[No witty comeback from Peter, he's off with the ball! He takes a shot... and score. It's not as fun without a goalie.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[It's like he's psychic.]

Next time we should find someone to guard the goals.

[Noting that perfect maneuver and shot.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Needs to bring out the tinfoil next time.]

I'm sure other people play football here. It's just a matter of finding them.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

A team challenge?

[See that Team Peter vs. Team Caspian grin.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

Why not?

[Grinning too.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Narnians and Telmarines?

[Offering a hand to Peter to shake on it, even though as far as they know they're the ONLY Narnian and Telmarine.... unless Bree can play.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

And any others.

[Takes it! Bree could play... maybe.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

And any others.

[Firm shake. With Bree involved, goalies beware.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Kind of goes off to retrieve the ball.]

It's odd that no one else seems to play. It's popular enough back at home.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

They are too busy fighting curses and each other.

[Following him but ready to slip back into defense.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Makes a yours or mine? hand motion.]

There should be enough free time in between.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Gesturing for Peter to hand it over!]

Is that what we have?

[Simple question. After a month it doesn't seem like spending their time looking for a way back home is fruitful.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Tosses the ball. Catch!]

What would you call it?