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Chapter 27 A: DODGEBALL [CLOSED]

Feb 02, 2011 12:57

Who: Everyone
What: First Game!
When: Thursday morning.
Where: That random gym with dodgeball equipment that showed up!
Warnings: Will be balled as necessary. Don't forget which team you are on!

( This might sting a bit )

chapter twenty seven

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PREGAME salkia_mods February 2 2011, 17:58:32 UTC

Open thread note_atem February 2 2011, 18:04:31 UTC

Dodgeball. Well, he might have really not understood it but after having the room set up and seeing what was going on it was quite simple. He could handle it, too. He was small, lightweight, and very fast. He was used to dodging things now, from training with Cissnei, fighting with others.

It's too bad his skills were about to be wasted. If the game had had any other stakes he probably would have won them all. It's what he was good at. He didn't need powers to win something. He just needed himself.

While he was waiting for the rest of the teams to show up he stood against the back wall, arms crossed. Waiting. Thinking.

It was going to be almost too easy.

shutupandduelme February 2 2011, 18:21:29 UTC

Figuring out how to stand was an art. Kaiba couldn't look too interested in the other, besides the fact that he was an enemy. They couldn't afford to have their conversation overheard. He couldn't look like he was making anyone in particular a target, or his entire strategy would be ruined. So the brunet decided to lean against the back wall, his eyes closed. He could listen better that way, and easily ignore his team. They weren't necessary to win. An able opponent standing at the end, such as the shorter man standing a few feet away, was.

"These games are a waste of time," he murmured, hopefully quietly enough not to be noticed amid the din of the other participants. "She's not letting anyone go."

note_atem February 2 2011, 18:25:44 UTC

He kept his eyes alert, watching everyone. There was still a plan forming inside his mind. Taking shape, giving him imagery of exactly where he was going to injure his opponent for this game, how, what point. But he couldn't ignore the brunet speaking to him. He wouldn't.

"She's never lied, at least. She's always been clear with her intentions. Why would she start now?"

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GAME START salkia_mods February 2 2011, 17:59:23 UTC

pintsizeduelist February 3 2011, 16:52:37 UTC

Oh god. Why did it have to be dodgeball. Why did it have to be anything involving strength and speed and running? This was biased from the very beginning!

Yuugi tried to remain as hidden in plain sight as he possibly could.

note_atem February 4 2011, 18:00:17 UTC

His plans involved him getting out and staying out. They involved him leaving his team to give his other teammates a better chance at cultivating the prize Kia was seemingly giving to them. But Atem might have had his own ties with one member a little too close to be called fair for everyone else.

A ball whizzing towards his partner had him moving over, reaching his own shield of the dodgeball he was holding up to deflect it from hitting Yuugi's face.

He smiled back at the other. "It's just another game, right, Aibou?" Trying to inspire confidence.

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HALFWAY MARK salkia_mods February 2 2011, 18:15:20 UTC

[CLOSED THREAD] Cissnei\Atem note_atem February 2 2011, 18:29:24 UTC

It had all worked out well so far. So far so good, but he couldn't afford to lose sight of what the true goal was here. He'd started off slow, in the back, making his way forward. Dodging had been easier than he'd thought, really. Some of his opponents had no idea what to do, some were hesitant, some didn't even seem to want to play.

He'd made use of his smaller frame to manipulate his moves against people who were really trying to knock him out. It was reserved for one person today. And as he held dodgeball in hand, standing right in front of the opposing team, the only solace he could take in this defeat was that it was planned.

It was wanted. And he was taking someone down with him, at least.

crimsonguarddog February 2 2011, 19:32:26 UTC

It was all planned, this was really the only reason Cissnei was going though with this idea. There would be variables, sure, but she knew with the people here that they would be easy to take care of.

Focus.

It has been long enough, and she can tell Atem is ready as well. Cissnei shifts, stepping sideways and toward the front as she catches a ball that had bounced it's way over with one hand, seeking out the other and catching sight of him. The woman inclines her head to him slightly, not even a nod, and starts her way froward as well.

note_atem February 2 2011, 19:42:49 UTC

When he spotted the redhead he only nodded, maybe more to himself. In the heat of a battle, plans were usually called into question. This one was no different. Was this really the right thing to do? It set him back. It set her back. Two of the most capable people on the island- two that couldn't risk being sent home.

He wouldn't back down. The rubber of the ball was gripped tightly in his hand, nails digging in. There was an extreme anxiousness holding in his chest. He wasn't worried about the pain or the injury, just everything else.

With a level gaze, however, he took a deep breath and raised the ball, eying all the different points on her body. Where? Where could he fire- and he didn't have a lot of time to make a decision.

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SIDELINES salkia_mods February 2 2011, 18:15:32 UTC

[Open] lol sitting on the bleachers being injured note_atem February 3 2011, 03:23:12 UTC

After somehow managing to drag himself away, because there was no way he was walking on that ankle, he sits in the far, far back. His right leg is elevated slightly, resting back on his hands. His eyes are closed, every so often his eyebrows twitch as another wave of pain nestles underneath his skin and into his muscles.

He's felt worse, so that's the only thing he gives towards it. Aside that he's not doing anything else- no treating it, as if he could, no wincing or crying out, certainly not crying for help.

A job well done, really.

[Open] ohay. long time no see. |D eighthsight February 4 2011, 06:14:32 UTC

Moving over to the bleachers, the ninja plopped down into a sit, tugging his legs up and holding them against his chest. He settled his chin onto his knees, watching the people throwing dodgeballs at eachother and moving back and forth to avoid being hit.

Though, he eventually glanced to the side, pale eyes catching sight of Atem. His head lifts a bit, legs stretching out so he could stand and walk over to the other male. Obviously, something was wrong with him.

``... Atem?``

well herro there note_atem February 4 2011, 17:27:51 UTC

The quiet call of his name almost didn't really register to him above the silence he was trying to induce in his head and the noise of a dodgeball battle discouraging that. But he did look up after just a moment. When his eyes settled on the ninja he gave him a curious glance, as if nothing at all was wrong.

"Did you get out?"

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