Kaname Chidori (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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crux_fleet2014-02-19 06:07 pm
pivotpoint) wrote in crux_fleet2014-02-19 06:07 pm
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Who: Kaname Chidori + Anyone
Where: Any Sports Center
When: Early Afternoon
Warnings: None, but you may want to check her permissions post? She can get "violent" during foul moods.
The loud crack of the bat filled the air as Kaname hit what would have been a home run if she were not hitting in a batting cage. Her proficiency in softball clearly showed. Time and time again she hit the ball nearly perfectly. However after hours of solo practice she began to falter. Kaname had come to blow off steam. Her questions and frustrations had been bothering her, and she still had to figure out how she was going to "contribute" to the ship. The most obvious answer was to enter their schooling system, but the descriptions of it were so different than what she was used to that she was wary. To take her mind off everything she practiced in the batting cage. This plan, however, backfired. With every hit of the ball she stewed over one point of irritation. Eventually the stress and some amount of dehydration got to her. Kaname hit a ball, with the tip of the bat, and the ball flew off to what would be a grievous foul. Pissed at her own failure she tosses the bat forward at the machine, cursing at it, because she wasn't going to blame herself for the screw up. Not in this mood. Automated systems began to scold her for improper treatment of the equipment, but she ignored the artificial voice and stomped out towards some vending machines.
She took off the helmet she wore in the cage, and stared at the selection of beverages. Sweat soaked her body, and she obviously looked worn. Kaname's eyes glazed over while trying to choose her drink. Mostly she was just tired physically, mentally, and emotionally. However to an onlooker she might just look like a complete jerk holding up the line at the vending machine. If no one called her out on it she eventually came to, and asked if anyone they have change because she didn't bring anything with her.
(Open to both prose and bracket style. Also feel free to catch her before she starts spacing out at the vending machine if your character may have been watching the batting practice.)
Where: Any Sports Center
When: Early Afternoon
Warnings: None, but you may want to check her permissions post? She can get "violent" during foul moods.
The loud crack of the bat filled the air as Kaname hit what would have been a home run if she were not hitting in a batting cage. Her proficiency in softball clearly showed. Time and time again she hit the ball nearly perfectly. However after hours of solo practice she began to falter. Kaname had come to blow off steam. Her questions and frustrations had been bothering her, and she still had to figure out how she was going to "contribute" to the ship. The most obvious answer was to enter their schooling system, but the descriptions of it were so different than what she was used to that she was wary. To take her mind off everything she practiced in the batting cage. This plan, however, backfired. With every hit of the ball she stewed over one point of irritation. Eventually the stress and some amount of dehydration got to her. Kaname hit a ball, with the tip of the bat, and the ball flew off to what would be a grievous foul. Pissed at her own failure she tosses the bat forward at the machine, cursing at it, because she wasn't going to blame herself for the screw up. Not in this mood. Automated systems began to scold her for improper treatment of the equipment, but she ignored the artificial voice and stomped out towards some vending machines.
She took off the helmet she wore in the cage, and stared at the selection of beverages. Sweat soaked her body, and she obviously looked worn. Kaname's eyes glazed over while trying to choose her drink. Mostly she was just tired physically, mentally, and emotionally. However to an onlooker she might just look like a complete jerk holding up the line at the vending machine. If no one called her out on it she eventually came to, and asked if anyone they have change because she didn't bring anything with her.
(Open to both prose and bracket style. Also feel free to catch her before she starts spacing out at the vending machine if your character may have been watching the batting practice.)
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