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[it's returned in proper volleyball form, knees bend and hands together. incredibly (not that Sasuke knew it), the ball returned straight and easy.]
[Hinata hmms, only to come up with the great gem of:]
Beyond being a great game, it's a great lifestyle.
[Hinata hmms, only to come up with the great gem of:]
Beyond being a great game, it's a great lifestyle.
A lifestyle? Of nothing but this game?
[That seemed a little... pointless. It isn't like he isn't aware of professional sports (not everyone can be a ninja), and everyone has to make money somehow, but... Well, he's not an entertainer.
When the ball comes his way, he pulls back his one fist and smacks it hard, sending it flying up toward the ceiling.]
[That seemed a little... pointless. It isn't like he isn't aware of professional sports (not everyone can be a ninja), and everyone has to make money somehow, but... Well, he's not an entertainer.
When the ball comes his way, he pulls back his one fist and smacks it hard, sending it flying up toward the ceiling.]
[ After Sasuke bullies him into it...yeah.]
FROM: ikari.shinji@cdc.org
Um...Hinata-kun? It's Shinji Ikari. I was the one who bumped into you on Ajna when we were loading samples...
[God, why did he even agree to do this? This is so stupid. Why is he asking this? What good will playing volleyball do anyway? Besides, what if Hinata will hate him? What if he throws the ball in his face and breaks his nose?]
FROM: ikari.shinji@cdc.org
Uchiha-san told me to ask you to teach me how to play volleyball so I was wondering if you would...
FROM: ikari.shinji@cdc.org
Um...Hinata-kun? It's Shinji Ikari. I was the one who bumped into you on Ajna when we were loading samples...
[God, why did he even agree to do this? This is so stupid. Why is he asking this? What good will playing volleyball do anyway? Besides, what if Hinata will hate him? What if he throws the ball in his face and breaks his nose?]
FROM: ikari.shinji@cdc.org
Uchiha-san told me to ask you to teach me how to play volleyball so I was wondering if you would...
Edited 2014-12-30 05:59 (UTC)
[up to the ceiling, huh? Hinata tracks it with the same focus a ranger might his arrow. feet step forward one and two and three and four, stop.]
Sure! This game and...
[-- hup! it falls as hard as it went up, but he receives it well enough; the arc back to Sasuke is straight, anyway.]
... All that comes with it. The team, the tournaments, the training, the hype on the court!
[doesn't that sound awesome? it's not about entertaining in the least, but Hinata would have to think it were about entertainment in the first place to dispell the thought.]
Sure! This game and...
[-- hup! it falls as hard as it went up, but he receives it well enough; the arc back to Sasuke is straight, anyway.]
... All that comes with it. The team, the tournaments, the training, the hype on the court!
[doesn't that sound awesome? it's not about entertaining in the least, but Hinata would have to think it were about entertainment in the first place to dispell the thought.]
I suppose in a more peaceful world...
[If ninjas hadn't been a part of his world, if war hadn't always been a possibility looming over the horizon, would he have taken up a game like this one?
It's hard to judge how things would have been in another time.
He hits the ball again, and it goes careening off to the side. He scowls at this. Sasuke has trained himself to have exceptional aim, but he hasn't done anything that involved hitting a ball with one fist.]
[If ninjas hadn't been a part of his world, if war hadn't always been a possibility looming over the horizon, would he have taken up a game like this one?
It's hard to judge how things would have been in another time.
He hits the ball again, and it goes careening off to the side. He scowls at this. Sasuke has trained himself to have exceptional aim, but he hasn't done anything that involved hitting a ball with one fist.]
[... he doesn't have a reply for that. at this point, it's well-known as nothing but fact.]
[how far off target the ball Sasuke sends the ball, though--- he has a reply for that, and it isn't just a slightly impish grin (though it included that, too). speaking over his shoulder as he trots after it, steps bouncy despite the pang at in a more peaceful world.]
If you fold your hand like this [- single fist held up, thumb curled on the outside -] and keep the top flat, it should give you more control!
[how far off target the ball Sasuke sends the ball, though--- he has a reply for that, and it isn't just a slightly impish grin (though it included that, too). speaking over his shoulder as he trots after it, steps bouncy despite the pang at in a more peaceful world.]
If you fold your hand like this [- single fist held up, thumb curled on the outside -] and keep the top flat, it should give you more control!
[Well that was a rather enthusiastic reply.]
FROM: ikari.shinji@cdc.org
Sasuke Uchiha.
FROM: ikari.shinji@cdc.org
Sasuke Uchiha.
FROM: ikari.shinji@cdc.org
Ah...okay. Should I bring anything?
Ah...okay. Should I bring anything?
FROM: ikari.shinji@cdc.org
Okay. I have my running shoes still from before.
Okay. I have my running shoes still from before.
FROM: ikari.shinji@cdc.org
Um...okay.
[And true to his word Shinji shows up at the training room looking nervous in a t-shirt and shorts, along with his running shoes he'd always worn back home.]
Um...okay.
[And true to his word Shinji shows up at the training room looking nervous in a t-shirt and shorts, along with his running shoes he'd always worn back home.]
[Looking down at his hand, Sasuke does as instructed (even if he feels a little silly for it). He can see how the thumb might get in the way.]
Alright. Try again.
Alright. Try again.
[he'll be met with the sight of Hinata tapping away at his blackglass while crouched by the door, volleyball in his lap. on hearing Shinji's approach, his attention snaps to him - eyes with dark circles, the whole of his person stretched thin. regardless, his first response is to beam and jump up.]
Ikari?
[matched the picture on the file, alright... unless this was some crazy coincidence-!]
Ikari?
[matched the picture on the file, alright... unless this was some crazy coincidence-!]
Ah, hey.
[He remembers him from when they'd tumbled together in the snow. Hinata looks, well, tired, but he seems unusually cheerful. As for Shinji's file...all he can hope is that Hinata didn't read it.]
Hinata-kun, right?
[He remembers him from when they'd tumbled together in the snow. Hinata looks, well, tired, but he seems unusually cheerful. As for Shinji's file...all he can hope is that Hinata didn't read it.]
Hinata-kun, right?
Edited 2014-12-31 02:48 (UTC)
(OOC: I couldn't quite remember which day was better for you, so tentatively 73 but we can move it; just let me know. Changed to 72!)
[Talk to him. You clearly want to. What Nic had signed to Kino still stood out bright in the kid's mind, but... no, it never could end up being that simple. Both Kino and Hinata were astoundingly headstrong and stubborn kids—Kino was absolutely resolute and steadfast in denying that they had done anything wrong in denying him his offer to go act as live bait for whatever was hunting them, and he was just the same in standing by that offer, standing by wanting to help.
Kino understood wanting to help. The traveler usually felt it in each country they visited—a specter of long past, a kid who would flag down a stranger no one else trusted so she could offer him a room in her parents' inn. But that sort of magnanimity had to be reigned in; Master had taught Kino that. A traveler was never a savior; they simply passed through.
This nature stood at odds to Kino here, someone standing between helping the recruits they found a good deal of kinship in and doing what they were called to do to bring about widespread destruction. Kino could never say which one felt stranger. Offering help should feel better morally, but... things rarely seemed to work out that way either.
It was that, along with plenty of apprehension about this ominous training, which had the traveler lingering in the hall outside the Black Box training rooms. Several had already come and go—offering the kid odd glances and perhaps a passing hello. Kino always reacted politely, but a moment's silence would cause them to regress to a sort of cryptic silence, face marked with tired eyes and a mouth set into a slight frown.
They knew (from previous observation) that he had gone inside. It was simply a matter of waiting. That was fine. Kino was patient.]
[Talk to him. You clearly want to. What Nic had signed to Kino still stood out bright in the kid's mind, but... no, it never could end up being that simple. Both Kino and Hinata were astoundingly headstrong and stubborn kids—Kino was absolutely resolute and steadfast in denying that they had done anything wrong in denying him his offer to go act as live bait for whatever was hunting them, and he was just the same in standing by that offer, standing by wanting to help.
Kino understood wanting to help. The traveler usually felt it in each country they visited—a specter of long past, a kid who would flag down a stranger no one else trusted so she could offer him a room in her parents' inn. But that sort of magnanimity had to be reigned in; Master had taught Kino that. A traveler was never a savior; they simply passed through.
This nature stood at odds to Kino here, someone standing between helping the recruits they found a good deal of kinship in and doing what they were called to do to bring about widespread destruction. Kino could never say which one felt stranger. Offering help should feel better morally, but... things rarely seemed to work out that way either.
It was that, along with plenty of apprehension about this ominous training, which had the traveler lingering in the hall outside the Black Box training rooms. Several had already come and go—offering the kid odd glances and perhaps a passing hello. Kino always reacted politely, but a moment's silence would cause them to regress to a sort of cryptic silence, face marked with tired eyes and a mouth set into a slight frown.
They knew (from previous observation) that he had gone inside. It was simply a matter of waiting. That was fine. Kino was patient.]
Edited (updated for timeline!) 2014-12-31 15:35 (UTC)
[He might think the game is silly, but Sasuke's not someone to easily give up on something.
The ninja slams his fist into it hard, sending it in a beeline for Hinata's face.]
The ninja slams his fist into it hard, sending it in a beeline for Hinata's face.]
FROM: akame@cdc.org
TO: wilder.zelos@cdc.org
i'm not sure i'd like to know what you're getting at concerning this possible inappropriate usage of cdc equipment. it sounds vaguely painful and highly disturbing.
for one, i hope nothing blunt was involved. for another, keep your strange urges to yourself.
TO: wilder.zelos@cdc.org
i'm not sure i'd like to know what you're getting at concerning this possible inappropriate usage of cdc equipment. it sounds vaguely painful and highly disturbing.
for one, i hope nothing blunt was involved. for another, keep your strange urges to yourself.
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