3rd Royal Decree

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Action: School

[Lym is at school, and completely overwhelmed, sure its only elementary school but there are so many people. You can see her in class trying to pay attention, unless you are trying to explain that democracy is the best system out there, you may get a fight there. Or at least nonparliamentary styled versions. Or you may find her being less than impressed in her other classes.]

Action: Downtown

[Lym is window shopping, looking around and letting out a breath]

Nothing looks right. Is everyone in this town supposed to dress like a Barrows?

Phone:

Um. This is Lymsleia and I was told that this talking thing would be a good solution. Is there anything not boring to do here? Anything at all?

Action: 747 Partridge Drive

[Lym is in the basement this evening, staring at the bust with the sun rune that she's thrown 3 table cloths, a blanket and anything else she can over it with an irritated look on her face]

Comments

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Ah ha...sorry. [He looks at Lym for a moment, and then perks up a little] So?

[solarhussyalert.livejournal.com]

Uh.. Ok I guess.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Oh good! Go put on some cloths you don't mind getting dirty and I'll get everything set up!

[solarhussyalert.livejournal.com]

Um, I don't care about any of my clothes here. They're all stupid.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Something you can run in then. If you don't like the skirts, I'm sure Omi's stuff would fit ya.

[solarhussyalert.livejournal.com]

Er... I'd rather not wear boy's clothes... I think the skirt will be fine.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Alright, suit yourself. Just come outside when you're ready, ok?

[solarhussyalert.livejournal.com]

I guess I'm as ready as I'll ever be...

[She shrugs a little]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Ok. Meet me in the backyard then. I have to grab a few things. [And he heads back upstairs, whistling a merry tune.]

[solarhussyalert.livejournal.com]

Oh... Ok...

[She heads out into the back yard]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Ken is quick about these things, so he soon joins her with a pair of stolen traffic cones and a soccer ball.] Alright, for right now, this is all we need.

[And so he starts to explain the basics to her.]

[solarhussyalert.livejournal.com]

Why can't I use my hands?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Because that's part of the game. It's a rule and it makes you have to think about what you're doing.

[solarhussyalert.livejournal.com]

Are you SURE this isn't just some attempt to get me to trip over a ball and fall on my face a bunch of times?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

I'm sure. There's a few other people here who know how to play, so you can ask them if you don't believe me.

Besides, it's ok if you trip and fall, that's all part of the learning process.

[solarhussyalert.livejournal.com]

I'm suddenly a lot less confident about this.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

It's grass, you'll be fine. Just take it slowly to start so you can get used to the movements. [He starts showing her how to do the basic stuff, making sure to go slow so she can see and mimic if she wants.]

[solarhussyalert.livejournal.com]

[She nods and tries... But soccer is less about flailing, or blind charging, or knocking crap over... Lym would probably be good at football, but, she's going to spend the majority of the time on her face after tripping over the ball]

.....Ow....

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Ken will help her up each time, and gently try and encourage her to keep trying. If it helps, he's soon covered in grass and dirt too.]

[solarhussyalert.livejournal.com]

Why don't I just pick up the ball and charge the goal... I think I'd be better at that...

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Because that would be cheating, which would ruin the fun. Just keep tryin', you're getting better!

[solarhussyalert.livejournal.com]

[No, she's not. She really isn't. Soccer requires finesse and skill, not the blunt instrument of Lymzilla]

I dunno about that....

[She spits out some dirt]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

It just takes a while. [Well, she doesn't have to be good at it, Ken just wants her to have fun, and he thinks she needs to get outside more.]

Ok. Let's just work on kicking for now. You don't have to run for that.

[solarhussyalert.livejournal.com]

Ugh.. Okay...

[Boy is she good at sending the ball flying... No control but she can send it randomly off in just about any direction. Be afraid if you're in her cone of influence]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Wow, you got some nice distance there! [Well colour Ken impressed. Maybe improve her aiming skills and she'd be a terror as a shooter.]