Ashlee
Holding steady (cold-1)
(Rolled: 2d6-1. Rolls: 6, 4. Total: 9)
Worst thing that could happen is that he hits me with that stun stick. I'm likely to have an 'uncontrollable response' as my monitors used to call it.
I gasp for air as Lucas suddenly collapses, Tek isn't a corporal I've seen up close before. He's disgustingly handsome, (why are they always attractive?) but quick and seems like someone you don't drokk with.
It's hard to stand still, I try to keep…
Did I really just see that? I mean, I was watching, but not really... maybe it's the confusion... but Lucas saw too, didn't he?
That's not something I could do... if it's real then it's something else.
I slowly come around, after nearly making eye…
Lucas sort of startles me back to reality, I turn to him, "yeah... yeah let's go..." and I glance back up at Tabitha and Bea.
But they're gone?
I look around in confusion, see the corporals and hear their threats... sickening...
But where did the…
"Yeah!" It's hard not to show some enthusiasm for the scrimmage, though it really didn't count for anything, and that's a shame. Of course Lucas doesn't really get that.
He goes on, and manages to make me more self-conscious than usual, which is a…
It sucks to get singled out and picked on. It sucks... I go back and forth from the butt of everyone's joke to the one nobody sees... I snap my Navi shut and put it away, sigh, maybe it's time for the latter again.
I sulk in my seat until that anno…
As that play goes down, I jump up to my feet and pump a fist, go to say something to Tabitha... but she's not there.
In the excitement of the play I'd forgotten about Bea, forgotten about Ourania, even forgotten about the corporals who are after me…
Awkward, yeah... I sit nervously with Tabitha, not wanting to stare, not wanting to get up and call attention to myself by getting up and leaving or whatever. I glance at Tabitha and try not to look up towards the argument.
I lean against the seat for a few moments, then after it seems that Ourania isn't coming back I slip into the seat Ourania just got out of. Seems like she's talking to Bea up there.
I glance at Tabitha, think about saying something but her attenti…
”You didn't even touch her!" I call out when we see it, "that call was stomm, Tabitha, no way that stands up under match review!"
I look towards the ongoing match on the court, "and this isn't even on the record, what's the point? Does someone want…
As the network connects I can't keep a stupid grin off my face.
Back in the lab I wasn't provided my own navi, I always had to watch what they put up on my monitors, so when i reached school it was kind of an awakening. But I still haven't quite ca…
I nod encouragingly and take a step back, leaning with my butt (kinda painfully actually) against the corner of the nearest chair. I take ot my navi and try to connect to the local pod network... they must have a broadcast feed in this court. I mean…
She's right. I feel a little cold knot in my stomach when she asked if I have it recorded. And she's looking at me in this weirdly nostalgic way that makes me fidget.
Ashlee, stupid, of course you should be recording!
I stutter briefly, then rea…
I stand still for a moment, exhale a puff of air and shake my head. Ourania... huh? I glance up the stands at Mi Sun, wondering if she noticed what just happened.
But then I notice Tabitha, out of the game and up in the stands. My face lights up as…
A slightly self-satisfied little grin as she repeats my brilliant little jab at Corporal Eff. My look says, 'Yeah! It was awesome, wasn't it?'
She touches my shoulder, which brings me back to focus on her and what I've promised. She's too close and…
I can't keep a little satisfied smirk off my face as Ourania speaks on my behalf. (What a strange day this is turning out to be) My head still aches from earlier, and I have a little tickle of satisfaction inside knowing that Eff can surely still f…
That look on Mark's face is puzzling... what does he want during a match? I'll have to check that later, but for right now, Eff is coming at me, though when she hesitates on the sight of Jr. Commandant Ourania... that makes me almost laugh out loud.…
"Deal!" I crow as Eff closes in. I step behind Ourania, of course wondering if Eff is going to come at me physically, or what. I see Tabitha being forced to leave the game and Mark over there at the bench on his Navi... which is weird.
Then I feel …
My eyes flicker from Ourania to Eff. Not what I expected... Ourania need something from Nadya? Well getting that would be trivial, not getting chewed out for it... not so easy but whatever.
I hiss through my teeth as I see how close Eff has come an…
Stomm! I've been so engaged in the game, and then Ourania's ambush that I've almost forgotten about Eff and what went down in the halls.
That knot tightens and my body is tense, just like then... if she pushes me I may just lash out again... like it…
I probably turn paler with every word, feeling cold, then hot and finally I can't take it any more.
As Mi Sun finishes I have a panicky desperate look on my face, I try to nervously laugh, like she must be joking.
"Pfft... come on Mi Sun... reaal…
I shut up suddenly, as Ourania leans in like that. I didn't mean for her to overhear this.
"A.. again?" I share a glance with Mi Sun, "We... we... must be imagining things, Ourania. Excitement of the g... game..." I direct my gaze towards the court…
That takes the breath out of me.
"Uh..." she felt that?
I always thought that's just something I do in my head, imagine what it's like to be out there on the court playing. What it must be like to be someone who can actually play... someone like T…
That look on her face makes me stop and settle down, slowly turn to her and wonder what happened... did I do something?
"What?" there's still that adrenaline rush going through me, probably a hint of a slightly unsettling smile at the corner of my m…
She is! I mean... I am!
By now the game has taken pretty much all of my attention, Mi Sun is with me, sure, but it's all about the game. I didn't expect too much more than a scrimmage, thought maybe I could help the team with an edge, but you know.…
I pump a fist at the goal and feel the adrenaline pumping.
As the teams line up again I try to catch Tabitha's eye and tip my head like I showed her to remind her of the information I'd gleaned.
Also to remind her player of this custom move:
If yo…