Sep 02, 2011 17:53
1) The flyer's been put up, on a certain day after school hours, anyone who wanted to try out for Sophia's Soccer team. Ky is dressed down in sweatpants and a windbreaker over his tank, a whistle around his neck, and a soccer ball in hand.
Once he felt that no one else was coming, he addressed the gathered students. "All right - for those of you who do not have my class, I am Ky Kiske, I will be coaching foo... sorry, Soccer during my time here. While skill is important for the game, the characteristic that is absolutely vital is teamwork. Both can be taught, but you have to be able to demonstrate." He throws the ball into the air, and catches it with his knee - bounced it up once more, then balanced it on the top of his foot before letting it drop. "the potential for both, in order to be part of team. Experience helps, but is not required."
He looked over them. "Before we start the exercises, we'll need to stretch." The man started to demonstrate a few basic ones for the ones who haven't had experienced. After a few minutes, he claps his hand. "Everyone ready?"
2) It was a long day, and Ky could use a break. The sun had set, and city was alive, and it was hours before curfew, so there was no problem. The man had headphones over his ears as he observed the people around him, enjoying the tropical breeze and just the atmosphere - it helped him to forget things. A sharp cry suddenly cuts through the guitar solo of his song, and without thinking - Ky Kiske ran towards the source, springing over a newspaper box to weave through the crowd.
Some habits died hard.
((ooc: as before pick 1 or 2 as prompts - let you decide what the cry is false alarm or more))
ky kiske,
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