Spain [019] ☼ The Football Match

[love_lostomates]

Who: Spain, whoever said they were going to come, and whoever wants to come anyway~
Where: A random field in Espoir
Style: First-person
Status: OPEN OPEN OPEN~ Threadjacking encouraged!

[Spain, with Hungary's help, managed to find suitable nets and a soccer/football. He set up a makeshift field--it didn't matter if it wasn't all too official, because

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[love_lostomates]

[onlyabarista]

[True to his word, Mr. H showed up in a t-shirt that seemed to have a few stray paint blotches and jeans, READY FOR ACTION. He also abandoned his poor sandals for sneakers. :c BUT HE'S HERE. AND HE'S READY, with a paper mug of coffee in his hand that he picked up along the way. Right now, he's just observing the place and looking for Spain.]

[love_lostomates]

['Sup, Mr. H? Spain spies him and wanders over cheerily, dribbling the ball at his feet as if it were an afterthought.]

Oh, Señor H!

[onlyabarista]

[He gives a small wave and smiles, looking around the field.]

You sure did set it up nicely.

[love_lostomates]

Heh, thanks! I'm glad you could come!

[Have a bit of a more competitive grin.]

Are you ready to play?

[onlyabarista]

[He grins, sniggering.]

O' course. Who are we playing against?

[love_lostomates]

Whoever shows up?

[He shrugs, grinning.]

We'll sort of set up teams when everyone gets here.

Hell yeah~ 8U Cheersquad

[otakufanrenge]

[Renge is here. Course, she isn't very cut out for most sports, especially like soccer. Sides, starting a game with no practice? Nooo, thanks. She's very much dressed for this wearing a cheer leading outfit probably an excuse to cosplay.]

GO TEAM~

[You know, whoever the hell that may be or who has the most prettiest guys on whichever one. <3]

8)

[phantomfenton]

*Danny, who's been getting tired what with all this darned athletic business going on, straightens at the sound of cheering.*

*It takes only a moment to spot her, and when he does, he grins dorkily and waves a little, pretending for just one moment that he's within 80 miles of a cheerleader's league.*

;o zomg it's a Danny~ <3

[otakufanrenge]

[She's pretty enthusiastic about it too. This is where it pays to be loud and very supportive!]

Hm?
[Notices Danny's wave before she raises up a pomp pomp and waves back at him with enthusiasm and a smile. Whoa, she waved back? No way, maybe she had a cramp in her arm? ;o ]

Eeee, a Renge! <3 :3

[phantomfenton]

*Danny's smile falters in surprise, before coming back even brighter. That smile is totally for him! Come on, there's no one behind him (unless she's waving to Spain, way over there), so Danny waves again, trying to look nonchalant (and probably failing.)*

*Now, watch him as he runs off to rejoin the game! Casually!*

<3 teehee

[otakufanrenge]

[Nope didn't seem to be anyone behind him at all. :O]
DO YOUR BEST! HEE!

[She hasn't noticed Spain yet, because she'd probably blatently be cheering for him and ignoring her surroundings.]

[phantomfenton]

*Twists quickly to wave yet again at the encouragement.* THANKS!

*That's some pretty impressive navigation, right there--he just barely avoided running into someone while waving, lol. Realizing what just happened, he turns back to the field, deciding that he'd probably look much more impressive focusing on the game instead of almost falling while waving back. :|*

1/???

[otakufanrenge]

Hehe...
[Don't start looking like a dork in front of the opposite sex now Danny. Girls are always a distraction always. Especially this one.]

GOOOOooooo---

[And a pause. Go who now?]

2/???

[otakufanrenge]

[...what was his name again? Oh, wait she's never seen him before. Dillema! She can't cheer if she doesn't know someone's name! 8[ ]

Done

[otakufanrenge]

You there..! Monsieur! What is your name?

[Finger point is go and a wave of the pom pom. Renge quit it. The boy is libel to run into someone this time around. >_> ]