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Post by Hida Kumataro on Feb 5, 2018 0:25:04 GMT -5
He had taken his time setting up the basketball court for today. This was the real reason he was here, and he was going to make it count. Numerous racks filled with basketballs lined either side of the court, and there was a simple fold out table with the paper work for any who wanted to sign up for the team atop it. At each corner of the court sat large, powerful looking speakers, connected to a control system on the table.
Finally, in the center of the court stood Hida Kumataro. A basketball was tucked under his arm, and he puffed out his chest proudly. The most important thing, however, was not his posture; it was his clothing. He cut a striking figure, clad in the old, time worn uniform he had been given when he first joined the Kyuden Hida Berserkers. Eager to begin, he waited for the first students to arrive.
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Post by Akodo Izumi on Feb 5, 2018 6:21:45 GMT -5
Izumi's first stop was the basketball courts, though she liked most sports it was her one true passion. She excitedly hurried there worried all the slots would go if she didn't get there quickly. She couldn't envision a whole year with no basketball.
She blushed slightly on seeing the Hida, torn between the fact he was her hero and seeing him at his drunken worst. She had to admit he looked back to his best in his old uniform reliving his glory days. She bowed respectfully, with a beaming smile of excitement, her eyes taking in the whole room and temporarily forgetting she needed to sign up before she could get to the more important matter of basketball.
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Post by Hida Kumataro on Feb 5, 2018 8:09:35 GMT -5
Kumataro bowed back to Izumi. Had he seen her somewhere? He had a vague sense of recognition, but he couldn't recall where he would have seen her. Oh well, it didn't matter that much. He snapped his fingers.
"Hey there! Grab a ball and start some warm up shots, we'll wait for others to arrive before we begin."
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Post by Akodo Izumi on Feb 5, 2018 8:19:59 GMT -5
Izumi smiled, super eager to start and hurrying over to the rack. She was also nervous because she really wanted to impress the person who had inspired her to take up the sport when she was small.
"Akodo Izumi" she said, introducing herself as she tested the basketball, looking for the best one she could find. Not too pumped up but also not too flat. She idly spun it on her finger, a trick she had learned after seeing it in his movie before starting her warm up.
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Post by Hida Kumataro on Feb 5, 2018 10:15:49 GMT -5
Kumataro nodded back.
"Hida Kumataro."
He wagered that the girl might already know that, but still, even someone as socially inept as Kumataro knew it'd be rude not to introduce himself. He watched her spin the ball with interest.
"Hey, you're pretty good at that!"
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Post by Asako Ryoko on Feb 5, 2018 12:43:47 GMT -5
*bounce!*
*bounce!*
*bou-smack!*
The sound of a basketball hitting someone in the face echo'd across the gym! If either Izumi or Kumataro-sensei were to look in the direction of the noise they'd see a small girl, not even five feet tall, standing next to and over a much larger boy who now had a red ball-shaped print on his face! Genuine worry was displayed on her features as she hovered over the student, making sure he was okay and apologizing profusely!
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Post by Hida Kumataro on Feb 5, 2018 12:46:30 GMT -5
Kumataro turned around to investigate the noise, and what he saw shocked him.
"Hey! No playing with the balls unless you're throwing them in the basket!"
He walked over and looked at the boy's face, then at Ryoko.
"How did you even manage to hit him in the face!?"
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Post by Akodo Izumi on Feb 5, 2018 12:47:56 GMT -5
Izumi nodded at his name, of course she knew who he was. She had met him when she was small at a signing but she was very unsurprised he didn't remember that.
She smiled proudly at his praise "Lots of practice after I saw it in a film" she replied. After finishing a few stretches and the rest of her warm up she began to practice shooting. At first she was slightly distracted by looking for any tips and tricks to improve herself. Eventually she sunk into the rhythm of the task and focused.
Izumi turned around surprised at the loud noise. A slightly annoyed look on her face because she had been distracted from her task. She blinked in surprise at the scene in front of her also wondering how it happened.
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Post by Asako Ryoko on Feb 5, 2018 12:53:27 GMT -5
Ryoko turned toward Kumataro and looked away sheepishly. She was dressed in a typical student's gym uniform. Wait, was she here to join the basketball team?
"S-sensei!" She immediately stood and began bowing repeatedly in an attempt to apologize. "Hasn't the master failed more times than the beginner has ever tried?" It wasn't a direct answer, but certainly an honest one. Realizing the sensei may not understand what she said Ryoko offered a sheepish smile. "I was warming up for tryouts and..." Her eyes drifted to the boy before grimacing, "The ball just got away from me."
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Post by Hida Kumataro on Feb 5, 2018 13:01:02 GMT -5
"You hit him in the face. On accident. With a basketball."
Kumataro's eyebrows went up.
"Huh, that's...almost impressive."
He looked down and shook his head, suppressing a chuckle.
"Right. Go practice with Akodo-san over there, I'll make sure he's okay."
He gestured towards the boy.
"And try not to hit her in the face, yeah?"
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