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[eyeeyecaptain]

There is a Leela outside, taking advantage of the last little bit of light to get her throwing arm in shape. She may be currently wearing her new team baseball cap with pride

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[makesthings]

Sameth was just taking a walk outside and comes across Leela, he just watches her for a while before finally saying,

"Do you want some help?"

[eyeeyecaptain]

"No! I'm completely capable of throwing a ball!" she replies, a blush coming to her cheeks.

See? Watch! She throws with a thunderous "HiiiiiiYAH!" and.... misses the net yet again.

Grumbling, her blush deepens.

[makesthings]

Well now he feels really awkward especially since he has no idea why she only has one eye,

"Maybe it would be easier if you were throwing to me."

[eyeeyecaptain]

That awkward one eye? Is now looking at you. And it's rather wide.

"Really? You'd put yourself at the mercy of one of my pitches?"

Her voice is all awe.

[works_in_space]

The laws of narrative causality dictate that who other than James T. Kirk would happen to be returning to the Bar after a bit of riding just as Leela throws quite wide of the net.

Luckily, Jim has good reflexes and ducks to his left. "What the...Leela?" Any annoyance at almost being hit be a baseball is very short lived.

[ooc: massive amounts of slowtime will be needed due to Rosh Hashanah.]

[eyeeyecaptain]

[ooc: Religious ceremonies and festivals definitely take precedence! So slowtimes it is! :D And happy belated milliversary! *hugs*]

"Oops."

She does manage to look genuinely contrite.

You can't be mad at that face, can you, Jim?

[works_in_space]

Mad? At Leela. Of course not. Look at him smiling, after all.

"Hello, Leela. It seems your aim is off a bit?"

[eyeeyecaptain]

"Hello, Jim," she smiles, batting her eyelash. "My aim?"

You've distracted her, Captain.

"Oh. Right, baseball. I'm practicing for the big game this Saturday."