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texasranger:
Characters: Hunter & Michiko [& Pascual].
Setting: Quodpot field and grounds, early Wednesday night.
Content: Hunter and Michi are just chilling after practice, when things go drastically wrong. But also sort of right.
Rating: NSFW for violence and so such.
It didn't matter that they didn't even have class until tomorrow morning, and it mattered even less that it would be a little while before their first Quodpot match. Hunter couldn't be anywhere but on the field working out tonight. It was hard to believe she was really the captain of her team, for the second time in her life so far. There were a lot of shit things that could be said about Hunter, but that she was a bad captain was not one of them. It was one of the few things that she actually had a remotely serious passion about, causing her to actually exert her effort and do her best at it. She had no intention of letting the team lose this year.
Having Michi finally in university and on the team to back her up, just like the old days in Roanoke, was even more amazing added into her equation. But Hunter would have been lying if she said that she hadn't noticed that the other girl had been acting somewhat distinctly un-Michi in the last while. Something was off. Even over the summer, things hadn't seemed well, and although her friend was trying to act like nothing was up, Hunter was onto her.
Water bottle in hand, the tall blonde slung her bag over her shoulder as they were finishing up and Michiko was lighting up a cigarette. "Yeah, run 'round and get all in shape then go and light up," the older girl joked, cracking a grin as she reached out and grabbed the smoke from her friend.
"I'll make a deal," she reasoned, not waiting really for Michiko to answer on whether she agreed to the deal on not before she went on, "I'll give it back," she went on slowly, taking a drag and holding it before exhaling to the side. "If ya go ahead and tell me what's goin' on with you. Girl talk and shit, got me?"
Characters: Hunter & Michiko [& Pascual].
Setting: Quodpot field and grounds, early Wednesday night.
Content: Hunter and Michi are just chilling after practice, when things go drastically wrong. But also sort of right.
Rating: NSFW for violence and so such.
It didn't matter that they didn't even have class until tomorrow morning, and it mattered even less that it would be a little while before their first Quodpot match. Hunter couldn't be anywhere but on the field working out tonight. It was hard to believe she was really the captain of her team, for the second time in her life so far. There were a lot of shit things that could be said about Hunter, but that she was a bad captain was not one of them. It was one of the few things that she actually had a remotely serious passion about, causing her to actually exert her effort and do her best at it. She had no intention of letting the team lose this year.
Having Michi finally in university and on the team to back her up, just like the old days in Roanoke, was even more amazing added into her equation. But Hunter would have been lying if she said that she hadn't noticed that the other girl had been acting somewhat distinctly un-Michi in the last while. Something was off. Even over the summer, things hadn't seemed well, and although her friend was trying to act like nothing was up, Hunter was onto her.
Water bottle in hand, the tall blonde slung her bag over her shoulder as they were finishing up and Michiko was lighting up a cigarette. "Yeah, run 'round and get all in shape then go and light up," the older girl joked, cracking a grin as she reached out and grabbed the smoke from her friend.
"I'll make a deal," she reasoned, not waiting really for Michiko to answer on whether she agreed to the deal on not before she went on, "I'll give it back," she went on slowly, taking a drag and holding it before exhaling to the side. "If ya go ahead and tell me what's goin' on with you. Girl talk and shit, got me?"
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