Aug 07, 2011 14:21
[It's no sphere, but a sea will do in a pinch for training.]
[After putting up a sign or two at the ramp that leads from Garden to the city proper, Jecht has jumped into the water not far from a ladder down. A wide triangle defined by three discs he'd hung from the city's side marked a goal, into which the instructor lazily kicked his blitzball with perfect accuracy.]
[His latest trick: hurling the ball high up into the air from under water, then bursting up after it as it began to slow in midair -- almost forty feet up. As his body reaches that height as well, he lazily flips upside-down, spinning round to hammer the ball with a bicycle kick that sends it blazing towards the goal like a launched missile, so fast it visibly distorts into a squashed oval.]
[A real goal would've had a net to catch and absorb the ball's motion, but that's okay. As it rebounds off the wall viciously enough to shake dust and debris loose, it bounces back towards Jecht -- who'd aimed it skillfully enough that all he has to do is pluck it neatly out of the air before he plunks back down into the water with barely a splash.]
[ffx] rikku,
[ffx] jecht,
[ffviii] quistis trepe