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When; Saturday afternoon
Rating; PG? PG-13?
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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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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.

[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.

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."

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!"

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?"

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."

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."

"I am here to play then."

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

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?"

"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."

"Alright then. Welcome to the game. I'm Ken."

He noticed the interest and tossed the ball over.

"I must be, since I don't even see a book in your possession."

He chuckled and shifted his weight a little, completely at ease for once. Teasing Aya was a lot more fun now that he actually smiled sometimes.

"Kazuo."

He caught the ball and looked at it. Dropping it, he mimicked the earlier toeing it up to his hand and spinning it.

"You don't see one because there isn't one."

He knew he deserved nudges about that. Especially considering how that was how he spent the majority of his time.

"Good to meet you."

He watched him with the ball, smirking a little.

"You're not too bad."

"Wow. Never thought I'd see the day."

He kept his tone light, sure to let Aya know he was just poking fun at him. There was no doubt that Aya would get him back sooner or later.

Stopping the spinning, he held the ball in both hands as he looked at the man.

"How do you play?"

"It's been known to happen."

He shook his head and smiled again.

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!

"It's simple. Get the ball in the other team's net while trying to keep it away from them. If you're a goalie, you make sure the ball doesn't go into your net."

"I'm writing it down on the calendar when we get back to the apartment."

Ken chuckled and smirked over at his friend.

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!"

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."

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.

And the other was kicking the ball so feet were required.

"I can do that."

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