Late-Show Training (Williams and others)

[Mika Shimokawa]

((Mainly designed for William, but others can join if they have a decent reason.))

The darkness had started to rise itself from the edges of the soccercourt. as the unconquered sun slowly decided to rest itself with a vacation to the other side of the planet. The screaming yellow ball touched the tip of her right dark-red shoe. Her legs covered by the very weird fabric to break the winds, created as black pants for running training. The loose lime-green soccer t-shirt hung loosely from her shoulders carefully hiding most of her upper bodystructure other than her chest. She stood up tall, hands placed at her sides. The purple'ish long hair strapped up in a tight ponytail. She carefully looked at her wristwatch as the large arm moved one more tick, it was 5 minuttes to 9 in the evening, as she were waiting for teacher Williams at which she had left a note at the teachers lounge regarding a person training.

She flashbacked to her time of the #552 team, remembering how she had had the personal trainings with Mei and her friends.. She missed it dearly.. She remembered the fame when their team rose from being last seeded to one of the top positions.. Oh dear.. She could need the training. She left the ball for now and hastily walked out to the running track that spanned in a long circle around the soccerfield, heading off around it in a mediocre pace.

[Bastion R. Williams]

It was late, but Bastion knew that night could never stop a dedicated person. So Bastion walked out to the soccer field, which had been updated and modifed in a short amount of time. While walking out, he stopped as he was a distance away, looking at the lone figure running around the track outside of the soccer field. Bastion smiled as he walked to the light pole with the fuse box that controlled the lights. Opening the box, he reached inside and flicked the switch rather easily. The bright flood lights shone down on the dimly lit field, bathing it in man-made white light.

Bastion walked out to the side of the track and saw the young girl, as it was, about halfway around. Bastion smiled and began to pace on the track, slowing speeding up to a run, going the same direction she was. He would either catch up to her, or she would catach him, which would really impress him. Bastion kept running, making sure to keep an eye on the young girl that had asked for training from him. And he was more than willing to give it to her, but she would have to pass his testings first... To see how good she really was.

[Mika Shimokawa]

She noticed his presence as he arrived on the field, and so she attempted to pick up the pace in order to impress him faintly. As he turned out the artifical suns he also displayed the field in a sharp light, revealing clear sight between her and him, as she noticed him starting off running the circular track at the opposite side of her, she immediately saw it as a challenge and attempted to pick up the pace even further, of course without bringing her own condition down too fast. She arrived at the turning at the end of the field and leaned vaguely to the side as she ran around the circular end, in a quickened pace, she did not lift her head to watch how far Mr Williams had gotten though. She didn't need the pressure of the competition, instead she would focus on her own running.

Her eyes was fastened to the ground before her as she ran, concentrating only on her own heartbeat and breathing, noticing only the ground racing past under her, again, she arrived at the other end of the track, turning once more in the curve of the track to bring her to the other side of the field again, still without looking how far he got. She smiled weakly to herself, happy to know that he had accepted the "job" as her trainer, still confident that she -could- go pro if she wanted. And she most likely did.

[Mika Shimokawa]

((*poke* ^.^))