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It's all fun and games... [Semi-closed]

Characters: Utena and Black*Star for now; maybe others when the madness really kicks into high gear

Location: ON THE COURT!

Rating: G for now, PG-13 later on for madness

Time: January 31st, Mid-Morning

Description: Utena and Black*Star owe each other a basketball match. Little do they know just how bad their timing is

Utena didn't get a chance to meet Black*Star's original challenge - unfortunately, she underestimated how long it would take for her to settle in. However, today was different. Today they were both had the entire afternoon free. Today, they would finally settle their score.

...not that they had much of a score to settle. Despite a rocky start (and Black*Star's ego), she managed to get along fairly well the few times they met. Sure, their contest was more than just a friendly pick-up match, but it was still a game between friends, right?

Still, she couldn't help but feel tense as she made her way to the basketball court. Her mind switched between hyper-aware snippets of the sounds and sights around her and brief memories of Black*Star's initial boasts.

Don't expect me to go easy on you just because you're a girl...

Her hand clenched into a fist as she quickened her pace, and she tried to push her thoughts aside. She'd go in, take the ball, and wipe the court with him. Just like during practice. See? Simple. Now all she had to do was find him, and the match could begin.

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Black☆Star had gotten back from morning training, chugged his usual gallon of water and filled up a cooler to bring with him down to the park. He was too oblivious to notice the warning signs or the feeling of tension that ached at the back of his mind more than normal. But he knew more than anything that today he wanted to win. Today, he was going to win. Their practice game held nothing on how serious he was going to get in this match.

The assassin stepped onto the court, setting his jug on one of the stands when he got there -- rolling his shoulders, stretching them back, popping achy joints. His eyes flickered over at his competition, a confident smirk oozing onto his face. "You ready for this?"

One hand grasped the back of his leg, pulling it up and holding the stretch.

Utena clasped her hands and stretched her arms out, so hard that her knuckles popped.

"More than ready," she said. Ready to wipe that smirk of his face, that is. If he thought that practice game was just a fluke, he had another thing coming.

He bent to re-tie his shoes, making sure the laces were extra tight since he wanted no excuses for doing anything poorly. Then, he pulled out his cooler -- flipping the top upward and chugging a bit down. A little pre-game hydration.

Black☆Star grabbed a ball from the stand -- which seemed as convenient of a place as any to store them -- bouncing it to test and then giving it a shot toward the hoop. It went through the net easily and he dashed over to retrieve it, giving an underhanded toss to Utena so she could get a practice shot.

"Rock, paper, scissors for who gets the ball first?"

Utena caught the ball and gave it a few practice dribbles to get used to the feel. She had begun to relax, but when Black☆Star spoke, her jaw clenched slightly and she gave a small frown. Normally, this would just be a polite gesture; but today, it just felt like he was dragging it out.

"Whatever," she said, before she turned around to make her shot. The ball swished through the net, and she jogged over to grab it.

He approached her, calm -- lacking the arrogance he typically exuded. He didn't have to show he was the best because he was the best. And on the count of three, his arm extended in a fist. Rock was always his go-to choice in rock, paper, scissors.

Unfortunately for Utena, she had chosen scissors. She frowned for a moment, but hey, that didn't matter. So he got the ball first. She'd have the advantage soon enough. So, she tossed the ball to him, and started towards the center of the court.

Black☆Star smirked. His winning streak was just beginning already it seemed. He bounced the ball toward her for a check. Utena was an opponent. Someone he had to overcome, someone he was suddenly very determined to overcome.

And she bounced it right back, with just a bit more force than what was strictly necessary. She was ready and eager to get the game started for real.

From this point forward, it was no longer a game. Black☆Star put every ounce of focus into his movements, dribbling the ball, feinting, and doing his best to keep it away from Utena and keep light on his feet. He darted from one end of the court to the next, and his pink-haired opponent was never far behind, it seemed. She had a height advantage on him, so he relied on foot work and swift movements to get to the hoop and make his first shot -- which if Utena couldn't get to it in time, he would sink it.

If Black☆Star thought he had an easy shot then he had another thing coming. Utena kept on his tail throughout the whole match, waiting for her chance to strike, and grew more and more frustrated at how he continued to slip away. How did he get so fast?!

That didn't matter, though: as he was about to make his shot, she noticed him slow down ever so slightly, just enough to get the upper hand. It was now or never. So, as he took aim, she jumped in, and attempted to slam the ball out of his hands as hard as she could.

Black☆Star could hear Utena coming, could sense her as she moved forward to get the ball away from him. The ball was successfully smacked out of his grasp and bounced off, rolling away to the sideline. He didn't chase after it. Didn't even make a move. His mind was racing all toward one single thought -- she was his opponent, standing in his way of being the best. He had to take her down, however possible.

His forearm suddenly jutted out, slamming into the center of her chest with as much force as he could possibly muster. What seemed like electricity started to crackle from his fingertips, and it was a good signal that she needed to move. Fast. Or risk being hit by the full brunt of his wavelength.

A twisted grin formed on the corner of his lips...and his eyes, pupils, became star-shaped -- just like the other members of his infamous assassin clan -- the group of killers who would slaughter without restraint if it meant stealing all the goods they could find. And right now, because of the black blood, he was channeling their murderous intent.

Cinderella hurried to the court right after she was done with setting up the breakfast for the morning training. She usually hated leaving her spot empty like that, but surely others wouldn't mind if it were just for this one time?

She wasn't really familiar with this sport they called 'basketball', but still very curious to see what it was like. So Black☆Star's invitation to play it had made her really happy. She didn't plan actually playing it with them, at least yet, but just seeing it was enough for her.

As she arrived to the court Utena and Black☆Star had already started to play. Without wanting to disturb them, Cinderella sat down silently to the audience and watched them carefully. Something seemed to be off with them and how they acted... Was basketball really supposed to be this aggressive? And then suddenly, Black☆Star punched Utena hard right to the chest.

"Miss Utena!" Cinderella cried out from the surprise and shock, rushing to the court to see if her friend was alright.

Utena let out a loud gasp as she stumbled away from Black☆Star's blow, but luckily, she managed to jump back in time to avoid his charge. She stared at him, panting for air, when she heard someone's voice call out to her. Was that...Cinderella? When did she get here?! Utena jerked towards her, and snapped, "Get back!"

The words came out far harsher than she intended. However, while she didn't lose herself to the madness like Black☆Star had, she wasn't completely unaffected. Adrenaline pumped through her veins, and her nerves were as taut and on edge as they ever where. She straightened herself back up, shifting into a ore defensive stance, and stared down the boy down.

"Black☆Star," she shouted, "What do you think you're doing?!"

The crackling stopped and he didn't address her right away, his eyes snapping toward Cinderella who also joined them on the courts. Obstacles in his path to god. They needed to be crushed. The assassin's expression twisted into a maniacal amusement and he brought his foot back, tapping the toe of it on the ground in preparation for his next attack.

"Speed☆Star..." And with those words, his movement became blindingly quick -- his body practically becoming a blur as he aimed to drive his fist into Utena's stomach.

Utena caught the way he eyed Cinderella and her blood began to boil. She didn't know what was going on, but she knew one thing: Black☆Star wasn't right in the head. He wasn't just a threat to her now, he was a threat to everyone else as well.

Before he could finish his words, Utena charged towards him, ready to tackle Black☆Star to the ground. However, before she could reach him, he vanished in a blur. Just where did he go?!

Before she could register what happened, the punch hit - but fortunately for her, the blow only grazed her arm. And fortune it was: while her attempt to subdue him had failed, her quick movements were just enough to throw off his aim. She hissed, half in pain, half in surprise, and dashed back away from him. She couldn't depend on luck alone to win this fight, and almost immediately, instinct took over as she swung a punch towards where she saw him last. If she wanted to win, she had to be quick, and keep Black☆Star on his toes.

Cinderella let out another scream when they both really started to fight. She didn't listen to Utena's words and just kept running towards them, not caring that she wasn't capable of fighting or stopping them by herself. But she couldn't just stand there, she had to do something.

"Please! Both of you! Stop it, please!"

Black☆Star got hit by Utena's punch -- square in the face. But the pain didn't stop him in the least. Instead, it caused a grin to twist up on his lips. "That the best you got?" He felt more powerful than he ever had and the pain is insignificant. The pain makes him feel alive. Black☆Star spun around fluidly, driving his elbow toward her chest. "I'll crush you. Everyone that stands in my way. I'll crush them all and be the only one left standing."

His eyes flickered toward Cinderella again, madness overtaking him -- seeing her, not as someone who wanted to stop them, but as someone who wanted to join in the fight. His fist closed and the tell tale sparks of his wavelength flickered to life around it.

His elbow hit her right in the gut, and her shoes skidded against the asphalt as she stumbled back, gasping for air.
Every breath she took drove a spike of pain through her chest, hot as fire and sharp as a knife, and her heart pounded faster and harder. Rational thought abandoned her and she knew only one thing: she had to stop him, no matter what.

There were no words. There were no cries of warning. Instead, she dove blindly towards him and Cinderella, in an attempt to slam Black☆Star to the ground before he could make his next attack.

Kid was actually heading over to the court to check to see if the repairs and clean up he had done yesterday were still intact, particularly one area that had plagued his mind. As he approached he was already recalling the events from the previous day with his own "one-on-one" with Black☆Star. But hearing the shouts and feeling that familiar soul wavelength made him start and quickly run over.

"What the—" the words were out of his mouth when he stopped to see what looked like a fight. And there was Black☆Star hitting a girl whom he did not recognize.

But it was wrong. All wrong. This was not some planned out duel, something he could expect from the ninja. No, this was not planned at all. He could tell from the tension and the expressions.

"That idiot—" he hissed under his breath before sprinting across the court. "Black☆Star!" he yelled as he dashed in-between the ninja and Cinderella. "Snap out of it!"

Edited 2012-04-14 05:57 (UTC)

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It's all fun and games... [Semi-closed]

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Hope you don't mind a tiny, tiny bit of godmoding just to move us forward!

not at all!

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oh sorry I'm late again

<33 it's okay !! -- should I summon Lae after your next tag, Neb?

Sure!

Jean's summoning powers need improving ie, HI I'M LATE SORRY