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[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

When; Saturday afternoon
Rating; PG? PG-13?
Characters; bladed_siberian and whoever else wants to join in!
Summary; The soccer game that almost wasn't! Feel free to jump in! Players or watchers welcome! Threadjacking is welcome!
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Leave it to Ken to be ready to play early. There was no way to hide his excitement at the idea of playing the game he loved so much, even if it meant he more than likely was an irritant to his very patient room mate. Before he could truly push his luck, he headed out to Xanadu early, eager to get warmed up and kick the ball around.

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[deadliest6.livejournal.com]

Since he was already in Xanadu, Kazuo headed over to where the soccer thing would be. He hadn't played the game before but it was something to do to pass the time. It would be worth going to. If only to see what one was supposed to do in such a game. Looking around the area, he paused and tilted his head to the side to regard things. It almost looked as if he were curious about the place.

Soccer. He'd skipped those days of school. There had been other things for him to do.

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Ken was already steering the ball around the cleared out area, completely at ease with the way he was handling the ball. He didn't bother to stop until the ball was in the nearby net he'd set up earlier. Even before the ball stopped spinning, he glanced up at the newcomer, smiling easily.

"Hey there."

[deadliest6.livejournal.com]

Kazuo looked up at him after he watched the ball fly into the net. It looked to be a simplistic game. He studied the man who was smiling at him before giving him a nod. A greeting possibly.

"This is where the soccer will be?"

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

He toed the ball up to his hand, spinning it idly as he approached the other.

"I sure hope so. I think I gave out the right directions."

[deadliest6.livejournal.com]

"I am here to play then."

He watched the move like he was interested in it and kept his eye on the ball.

Spectator Area!

[onceaweiss.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Making one for you, my dear. *nods forever*]

There's a surprise guest off to one side, leaning against a tree. Aya just showed up to watch for a little while. He planned to leave after awhile but a few minutes here to watch wouldn't hurt. Even though he really found soccer boring, he did feel a desire to support something that his friend had been so excited about recently.

Of course, he wouldn't play. But, the fact that he was even here at all meant something.

Spectator Area!

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Now that wasn't a face he was expecting to see. He kicked the ball towards the makeshift goal and sprinted over to his friend, not even having to look to know it hit the mark. Shooting a happy grin at his friend, he stopped close to him.

"I didn't think you'd come!"

[onceaweiss.livejournal.com]

Aya smiled a little at Ken but stayed where he was until he came over. It was nice to see Ken smiling like that. At least there was some things here that could be cause for a smile.

"I thought I'd stop by."

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

If things kept looking up for Ken, Aya'd be seeing that smile a lot more often.

"Just staying for a few minutes, I assume?"

[onceaweiss.livejournal.com]

"If you're lucky, I might even stay the entire time."

He pushed some of his hair from his face as a breeze shifted it. "We'll have to wait and see."

[deadly_legacy]

Euphie arrived. The beheadings canceled her practice session, so she might just be eligible to watch, but she did dress for it just in case. She is actually wearing shorts instead of a skirt or a dress!

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Ken spotted her as he was kicking the ball down the field and took a moment to wave at her before he whacked the ball into the net.

"Hey! You came!"

[deadly_legacy]

She smiled over at him. Seeing Ken is still complicated for her, but she does her very best not to let it show. "Of course. We've talked about soccer so many times. It was time to actually see it."

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Ken's his usual friendly self, thankfully, as he jogged over to her, openly happy.

"I know I kinda go on and on about it. It's a bad habit."

[deadly_legacy]

She smiles back at him. "It's not so bad. You really enjoy it. That shows, and it's nice."

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[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Nearby, there was a picnic blanket laid out and a lounging Mara on top of it, with a cold beer in hand from the cooler nearby.

She tipped her head back to look into the sky, letting the sun sink into her skin. She'd worn a bikini top for just that reason, hoping the sun would make her feel something akin to living warmth again. Well, that and she knew the affect it would have on Ken. She wasn't a fool and she genuinely liked the way he looked at her.

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[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Oh, he saw her quite well and he really really appreciated the view. Smiling, he jogged over to her.

"You look comfortable."

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[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

"I am." Motioning to the cooler, she adds, "Want some refreshment? You've been running around."

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[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

He flopped down next to her in an oddly graceful motion.

"That sounds amazing."

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[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

"Beer, soda, or I think there's some water?" She started rooting around in the cooler

[soulofocean.livejournal.com]

As of late Xanadu had become a place for firsts when it came to Umi. She'd just started her training with the katana there the other day, now she was in for her very first soccer match ever.

She was there early, wearing the same sporty gear (http://i54.tinypic.com/2ziu1w7.jpg) she'd donned for her previous lessons with Ken -- the ones he probably didn't remember, but oh well. Time to show him she hadn't forgotten all the things he'd shown her!

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

And before he called a hello to her, he kicked the ball towards her, wanting to see just how good she was.

[soulofocean.livejournal.com]

"Wh-? Hey!" Her reflexes were what saved that one: not a fantastic display of skill and technique, but one fast reaction and Umi managed to stop the ball and kick it back.

"Nice." She chuckled in mock affront at Ken's way of testing her. "Is THAT your way of saying 'how do you do'??"

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

That earned her a wide smile and a quick hug as soon as he was close enough.

"I could've aimed for your head, you know."

[soulofocean.livejournal.com]

"Really? But what if you'd missed? Then you'd be short of one player. One MEAN striker in the making, at that!" She hugged him back, laughing at her own fake bragging but looking every bit like she was willing to prove that enthusiasm of hers would could for a lot on the field. "And I wouldn't get to show you how much I remember from your lessons."