log. +violet, tennis cast ensemble

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Who: TENNIS CAST: attrites, atobe, i_in_team, reimprovise, superrising, futariniousama, hayasugiru, sfaccendato, loseyoursenses, flawlesspoison, waiwaiku, usedlaserbeam
Where: Violet City
When: Sometime in the afternoon, just after Fuji lands in with Yuuta in tow.
Summary: The tennis cast has a reunion. Hilarity ensues.
Rating: PG-13
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GENERAL CONVERSATIONS

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[flawlesspoison]

[Not the familiar face you're looking for, Yuuta. Have it anyway, since Shiraishi hasn't seen you and well - he wants to know who all are here.]

An odd collection of players we have here, huh?

DINNER

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[because Fuji thought that group bonding is a terrific idea. therefore, you are now all crammed around a table in that small cosplay cafe, and none of you have any say in this.

have I mentioned that it's a very small table? someone, or rather, something, is stepping on your foot, and that low-cut dress on that waitress cannot possibly be kosher.]

[loseyoursenses]

[Even cosplay cafes have to serve cool green tea, and that's what Yukimura's sipping as he watches the tennis players gathered around the table and waits for the inevitable trolling/arguing/personality clashes that will result.]

[Another sip of tea, and he murmurs - possibly to himself, possibly to the person next to him:]

We'll have to repay Fuji for this wonderful idea.

[futariniousama]

[ Niou thinks the waitresses are perfectly kosher. His eyes are trained on a particular blonde dressed as a Flareon when he answers Yukimura, his tone dismissive, but quiet. ]

We don't owe Fuji shit, dude. Not least of all because he's Seigaku.

[loseyoursenses]

Hmm. Do you think he really is anymore?

[He says it idly, swirling his tea in its glass, not looking at Niou - or Fuji. (Or the waitresses.)]

His captain isn't here. Neither is most of his team. I wonder how deep his loyalty goes?

TENNIS

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[for all of your tennis-loving needs. did someone want a match? the courts are clean and beautiful and totally inviting.

just ignore the row of Pidgeys sitting in the rafters. they're not waiting for an opportunity, honest.]

[i_in_team]

[Dude, just come get Ryoma when it's dark out, alright? Courts, FINALLY! Even if the tennis equipment for rental isn't that good, it is better than nothing which is what he's been working with up until now. He spends a good amount of time weighing them and testing the swing, tapping at the strings until he finds one that's close enough to what he's used to, compared to the others.

He doesn't really expect an opponent, he just wants to play. He'll practice against a wall if he's gotta.

Karupin keeps chasing after the tennis balls, so Ryoma has to be careful to not accidentally hurt the Pokemon.]

[loseyoursenses]

[Did someone say tennis? No, it's cool, you didn't have to say it at all, Yukimura was already there with his racket, ready to go.]

[He's tying his shoes right now, stretching a little. He hasn't had a chance to play on an actual court for awhile, so this will be very nice. And maybe, if he's lucky, someone will take him up on his request for a game and play with him.]

[If not, he can train on his own. But it's just not as fulfilling when you aren't destroying someone else on the courts, you know?]

[usedlaserbeam]

[Sooner or later, everyone must face the crushing awe of Yukimura's tennis. And since a match with his captain is basically inevitable, Yagyuu figures there's no point in delaying his asskicking any longer. Besides, it'll be a joy to see Yukimura play tennis again--at least until his sense of sight is stripped away, that is.

So he steps up to the court, examining the rackets at his disposal until he finds the one he likes, and then offers Yukimura a smile.]

I think we agreed I owe you a match, didn't we?