Backdated to Rest Day

[koyo]

Characters: Spain and you.
Format: [action] or prose
This log is: Open
Location: Outside the battle arena
Summary: Spain has a football and wants to play with Rakuen. Obviously there is only one ball so feel free to threadjack to take it away. Or you can pretend you already got it back and just start a new thread, haha. 

On the rest day, anyone on their way to the Mercantile or Residential areas can find Spain just outside the arena. Now that he doesn't have to worry about getting into any fights or penalties of any sort, today is a good day to relax and have fun.

Spain has a football and is showing off different tricks. All seems to be going well until he tries to do a rather complicated one which sends the ball rolling away. . .

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[countryofassholes]

... and comes to a stop against Britannia's foot. She's been watching Spain for a little while now, trying to figure out what exactly is so fun about bapping around a small ball pointlessly. Spain sure as heck looked like he was having fun, but she's still rather dubious.

Numbers, after all, find the strangest things entertaining. But she did promise him she would play if he fought and won, and he did, so she will. Never let it be said that Britannia breaks her promises.

Which is why she's currently standing in a pair of sneakers and the school's gym uniform, version a la shorts.

[koyo]

It takes Spain a moment to find the ball. When he sees it, he grins at Britannia, "Well?" He asks, "It's more fun if you kick it back, I promise."

[countryofassholes]

"Like if I kick it at you?" The question seems harmless, but there's a glint of mischief in her eyes as she settles her foot on top of the ball and rolls it back and forth, getting a feel for it.

[koyo]

"Sí." Her implication go over his head. "Who else are you going to kick it at right now?"

[countryofassholes]

That question earns a laugh as she takes a step or two back, prepping herself for the shot. "I guess you've got a point!" And then- wham!

But while her strength might be impressive, even dulled as it is by the city, at least her aim might be crap...

[koyo]

Spain gets ready for the kick when-- he screams, ducking to get out of the way and crashing onto the ground. The ball bounces against the arena wall with a loud smack, bouncing back, and rolling until it's between the two of them. Looking up from his position on the ground, Spain makes a face at Britannia,

"That was-- ay, are you trying to kill me?!"

[countryofassholes]

"No? Wasn't I supposed to kick it at you?" Britannia's tone is questioning and a little bit confused. Why is he all the way down there on the ground, avoiding her pass?

"Did I kick it too lightly? I know I'm not as strong as I usually am but I thought that was pretty good..."

[koyo]

"You could have taken off my head!" Okay, no, that was an exaggeration and he could have easily returned it but he wasn't expecting it. Scrambling back onto his feet, he goes to get the ball, "Don't kick so hard! You'll hurt other people. And yourself too!"

[countryofassholes]

"I will?" Spain's statement is met with surprise as she watches him pick up the ball. It's less the concern that she might hurt others and more that she could hurt herself. How would kicking a ball hurt her? Isn't it just making a motion with your body, exerting a little bit of force? Surely that never hurt anyone...

[koyo]

"Sí." He turns the ball in his hands and thinks of how to explain what he means. After a moment's thought, he drops the ball onto the ground and places the tip of his toe against it, "If you kick it wrong, like this, you could hurt your foot." He turns his foot slightly.

"This way, you don't shatter your toe and have to limp for weeks."

[countryofassholes]

Don't mind Britannia's face as it just sort of. Goes blank.

"Kicking a ball won't really shatter your toe. ... will it?" Hi, just look at the confused horror on her face. Soccer isn't really a big thing in Britannia, them being more appreciative of gentlemanly games like polo, cricket and chess. As such, that's the only reason she still doesn't know the rules of it despite being nearly 200 years old.

[babysage]

Kotaro was exploring, he had told Sam and Naphenee where he was going, so that they wouldn't worry. He hadn't met many people on his explorations yet so he smiled when he came across the man playing with a ball.

When it rolled towards him he picked it up and went to give it back to the man with a smile. "Here you go!"

[koyo]

Where did the ball go? Spain looks around to see a child bringing it back. "Ah, gracias." He'll take the ball back and turn it in his hands and says teasingly, "You're supposed to kick it back."

[babysage]

"Kick it?" Kotaro grinned at him, "Why?"

[koyo]

"Why?" He repeats, "Because it's football! You do know what football is, right?"

[babysage]

"No," Kotaro shook his head and smiled, "Is it fun?"

[koyo]

"Yes, it's a lot of fun." And he kneels down to be the same height, "Do you want me to teach you how to play?"

[babysage]

"Would you? That would be great!" He bounces in excitement, he loves learning new things!

[koyo]

"Of course!" He places the ball on the ground and smiles, "It's easy! You kick the ball and to win points, you have to hit a goal. But let's practice kicking first, hm?"

And he gives the ball a light kick towards him.

[babysage]

Kotaro grinned and nodded, "Okay!" The ball came towards him and he kicked forward with his foot his toes nudging the ball forward a bit. "Is that right?"

[koyo]

N-no, this is too cute. Spain tries not to smile too hard and nods his head yes, "Sí. . . ! Yes, but try a little harder. It has to come at me!"

i'm a little late shhhh

[keepscalm]

England is definitely not dressed for the occasion -- he's wearing the clothes he first arrived in: sharp slacks, a white dress shirt, and a tan sweatervest. It's either that or his uniform, and the uniform needs to be washed.

He's watching Spain regardless, though, and when Spain fumbles the trick, he laughs openly, blowing whatever cover he may have had. "Learnt that one from your team, did you?" he taunts conveniently forgetting who won the last World Cup but shh.

He's such a gentleman.

we're on spanish time here. you are never late.

[koyo]

"I did!" Spain replies simply, running after the rolling ball and placing his foot on top to keep it from rolling away, "But I haven't gotten it down yet. What about you, Inglaterra? Do you have any tricks? Or is that too much fun for you?"

...ok point

[keepscalm]

England snorts in a completely dignified fashion, crossing his arms with affront. "I know quite a many tricks, thank you," he replies with confidence, turning his nose up. "And I don't fumble them."

[koyo]

"Then let's see!" Spain challenges, kicking the ball at England. Whether he's ready or not.