Post by Veyugan ~* on Feb 4, 2007 1:12:32 GMT -8
Veyugan's palm swatted the ball downward, watching as the spherical form ricocheted against the ground, coming back up to his palm. Repeating this act, he dribbled the ball down the court, performing several 'techniques' that would help his manueverablitily around an opponent in an actual game. Several cross overs, a few 'tween the legs, and a dozen other fancy manuevers that he made up on the spot. In his mind, Veyugan envisioned people on the court with him. Teammates and opponents alike. As he neared the fieldgoal line, he raised his hand, revealing the number three. Still dribbling, he juked to the left, rolling around the 'opponent' and heading straight for the basket. Jumping, he planted both feet a few feet before the rim. Bending down, he leaped into the air, spinning around 360 degrees before slamming the ball into the hoop, hearing that sound that brough satisfaction.
Swoosh.
Veyugan released his grip around the rim, letting his body drop to the floor. He paused briefly, looking for the ball. As he found he, he jogged over to it. As he bent down to grab it, he heard a loud slam.
He wasn't alone anyone. Someone else had come to play. Smiling, Veyugan picked the ball up, and began dribbling as he turned to see who had joined him.
Swoosh.
Veyugan released his grip around the rim, letting his body drop to the floor. He paused briefly, looking for the ball. As he found he, he jogged over to it. As he bent down to grab it, he heard a loud slam.
He wasn't alone anyone. Someone else had come to play. Smiling, Veyugan picked the ball up, and began dribbling as he turned to see who had joined him.
