Coalhada
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Play Defensively (Rolled: 2d6+1. Rolls: 1, 5. Total: 7)
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I nod. "Sure." Louder: "Jace, Taibtha, switch sides. Let's use the whole length of the court now." I jog back to the D at the far end with Zola and Jace. We start from there, working up way up with short, controlled passing. More cautious this tim…
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Oh sure, Jace, rub salt in the wound. The defenders aren't even expected to try to score in this drill. I take Rys's proffered hand and he helps me up. His expression is serious, no gloating. Once I'm on my feet I pat his arm, squeeze his shoulder…
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Run the Field (Rolled: 2d6. Rolls: 1, 3. Total: 4)
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"Rys, good. Jace, stand off more." Zola moves left with the ball. I follow to overload that side. Zola spins the ball back inside to me, bouncing it under Jace's outstretched arm. I see Pris watching. Tabitha is open but what the heck. I take o…
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(Rolled: 2d6+1. Rolls: 5, 1. Total: 7)
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I receive the ball from Tabitha and start cautiuosly: a one-two with Zola then hold in the center, watching for his and Tabitha's movement. (Play defensively.)
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I give Pris a little wave. Tabitha I gave a what-kind-of-time-do-you-call-this look. "Tabitha, come on. Hope you got warmed up on the way here." I kick the ball over to her, hard. "Three on two. Jace and Rys defending. Let's go." Normally the …
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(Rolled: 2d6+1. Rolls: 5, 6. Total: 12) (+1 xp)
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Ashlee? Why would she be here? I'm back in the groove now. Snapping the ball back and forth with Jace and Zola. All I had to do was step away from myself, like watching from a distance. I move with an easy, detached grace. "Rys will be happy abo…
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I'm staying well the drokk out of that business. I give Rys a nod and leave him to it. Back on the court, I think about Nadja. She looks good in boots. Zola throws me the ball. Without a word, we start to practise our passing combinations. Jace jo…
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I go over to Jace. I'm not going to pry. Just say something. I lean close while he's stretching, lower my voice so that Zola can't hear. "The court is its own place, yeah? Leave everything outside. Talk later, if you want." I pat Jace on the shoul…
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I grab the speedball and loft it to Zola. Not like I can make her warm up properly. She'll be the one with the thigh-aches tomorrow, anyway. As captain, it's my job to run the drills, but I'm not really in charge until Commander Ryan, that's our c…
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I can't help but smile at that for a moment. "Well, Pris doesn't like me so much these days." I look over toward the locker room door. Zola will be out soon. "But she's a good person; you shouldn't be so down on her." I don't really get the whol…
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I push up from the floor and stand up. I go to put my hands in my pockets. But I don't have any pockets. I put my hands on my hips instead as I walk over, closer to Nadja. "Well, look," I say, "I have to spend a little time with Pris. Like to star…
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Stretching is important. You need a good ten, fifteen minutes before you start getting into serious drills. It gives you time go through the routine without rushing: arms and neck, calves and hips. I spend extra time on my sideways leg stretches. Ev…
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We're supposed to have separate boys' and girls' changing rooms. But this part of the ship wasn't designed for us to be living in all the time, so what we actually have is a central island of lockers that divides the room in two. Going into the wron…
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Our work is... fine, I guess. It's uneven. Some parts are a little underdeveloped, as if whoever was working on them - naming no names, Mi Sun - wasn't paying attention. But it's good enough. It doesn't make much difference, at this stage. Our fut…
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I watch Ashlee cross the room. I'd feel sorry for her, I guess. She doesn't help herself much, though. Everything is a big deal to her. I share the content breakdown to Tabitha's Navi. "I already divided up the different parts for each of us to re…
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I'm about to openly laugh at Lucas and tell him he'd better get back in his box, when my better angel stops me. I have this sudden clarity and calmness. Everything seems distant - not worth making a fuss about. Class is nearly over, forget about i…
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It's hard to resist needling Lucas. It doesn't take much to make him front up to authority. Even though Ourania or Rys could both put him through a wall. (Rolled: 2d6+1. Rolls: 5, 4. Total: 10)
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I go back to my seat while I talk to Nadja: "These are the groups Instructor Malcolm assigned us... we, uh, shouldn't just switch around like that." It would be nice to sit with Nadja. But Instructor Malcolm is in charge. And rules are rules. I…
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I look over to the door where Ashlee stormed out, then back to Pris. I pull my hand back, gently, reluctantly. "I don't get it either. You were being nice." My face is a mask. I brush a strand of hair back from my eyes. The cold hint of a smile …
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Why would we break up? We're the perfect couple. Everybody says so. We were born within an hour of each other. Our parents are friends. We were at each other's first birthday parties. People said that when we grew up we'd get married. No one says …
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I'm up out of my seat and on one knee next to Priscilla before I even think about it. "Pris, you okay?" It feels mechanical, though. Like a learned reflex. There must have been a point where I stopped doing things for Priscilla because I cared …
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"Uh... thanks?" Where did this come from? Maybe something happened with her and Olivar that I don't know about. "I just thought it was out of line. Saying stuff like that. Um..." Her silence feels awkward. I smile and shrug as a way of breaking t…
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(Rolled: 2d6+1. Rolls: 3, 6. Total: 10) & Mark marks XP.
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That is not cool, Olivar. It's not fair. You don't get to pick your parents, or whether you have any. "Come on, man," I tell Olivar. "Give it a rest. Let's just get this done." I start to make notes, figure out how we can divide the work. I look …
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I have this memory, from when I was very small. Three years old, maybe. A vivid memory of just a moment. My shoe has come off, and I'm sitting down, and Ioanna is putting it back on for me. She holds my ankle with one hand and pushes the shoe onto m…
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"Uh... what?" I don't know how to deal with Tabitha's question, so I just kind of don't. I look down at my Navi and read, and I don't look up when I start talking. That way I don't have to decide whether to look at her or Olivar, or Mi Sun. "Hey, …