☽ A Game of Ping Pong

[messianic]

Characters: Minato and you!
Location: In a building just off of the center plaza
Time: All dayyyy
Style: Whatever works!
Status: Open open open!

[It is the strangest thing, to remember dying and then wake up as if nothing had happened. It left him strangely restless, and so he'd skipped out on Welcoming Committee duties, he'd drifted a little away from his social life for just a brief period of time--

He'd died in that strange place, that place that wasn't Vatheon.

But...he'd woken up alive, headphones around his neck and not pressed into Tiir's hands. Was something that vivid really just a dream? So he wandered, in search of something to expend his restless energy on.

And he's found himself at a ping pong table. At first he considers that lack of an opponent a problem, bouncing the ball on the table idly. But then he decides to play with the wall (it doesn't seem to bother him that he can't ever win that way).

So there is the click! click! click! of a ping pong ball being hit back and forth coming from an otherwise quiet building into the plaza. He might be getting a little into it.

Further inspection reveals a whiffed shot--don't get hit by the ball!]

Comments

[messianic]

[He is definitely a ping-pong champ, so he just meets that hit quickly, hitting it back harder as well.]

Wouldn't it make sense to find a canvas where you wouldn't lose your works of art?

[No he's not bothered by his face being a drawing board, he's bothered she might lose her artwork.]

[gorges]

[It's just going to get progressively worse and worse, isn't it? She hits it back a little harder also, the ball zinging over towards Minato. She's got this.

Probably.]

What's the fun in that? The canvas cleans it all up for ya, and who knows? I might do it again one day when ya least expect it.

[She snickers a little.] Besides, all the people who got pissed off was pretty great too.

[messianic]

[He returns the ball, the clack of the paddle much louder now that they're going much faster.

Aww yeah it's intense ping-pong.]

People were angry at you?

[He's kind of surprised.

He didn't expect that.]

[gorges]

[So very intense.

But the ball gets past her this time, and shrugs before going to get it.]

'Course they were. They thought it was rude for drawing on your face or somethin'.

[She serves the ball, starting it off with a rough swing.]

[messianic]

[Oh--

Sweet he got a point. But that serve is tougher to return, and he almost hits it too far.

Whew, this is intense.]

Huh. I'm sorry that they got mad at you, then.

[Minato stop. No Minato no.]

[gorges]

[This is what you get for playing with Kyouko.]

What're ya apologizing for? Don't apologize for them - it's not like I care, anyway. Not like I've never had people mad at me before.

[Smack! she's hitting it back quickly. Keep up, Minato!]

[messianic]

[Oh whoops. He's too distracted and the ball bounces right past him.

A blink.

And he goes to fetch it before returning.]

Do people get mad at you often, then?

[And he serves the ball.]

[gorges]

[Oops. Well that's what you get for being a space cadet, Minato.]

Pretty much. But it's funny to see their reactions anyway.

[Hitting the ball back now.]