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concoursec2012-08-12 04:02 pm
morphitudinous) wrote in concoursec2012-08-12 04:02 pm
Instant Fun, Just Add Shark
Characters: Billy and anyone!
Location: Garden's pool, fairly early one morning.
Rating: PG (nothing more saucy than people in swimsuits)
Open/Closed/Finished: Open!
Summary: Bubbles. Heart pounding. It's a shark---no, just Billy out for a swim.
When swimming, Billy prefers to keep his head below the water. It's not to show off his ability to hold his breath for a lap or two---that's a good side benefit, but it developed after his preference for staying underwater. He stays below because it's an easy way to drown out the world. With his head submerged, he can't hear any disapproval of offworlders. There's no commentary on his scarred body. And, perhaps most importantly, he can be aware of any lingering threats if his eyes are open.
So Billy spends as much time underwater during his laps as possible, prescription goggles firmly attached. He's a stream of bubbles and a peach and blue shape sliding the surface, only surfacing for air for a few brief seconds. This swimming is entirely serious business, you see. No time for chat. Just time to...run. Or swim, in this case.
His concentration is quite suddenly interrupted by the bean bags that some clown has decided to throw in. He scowls, surfacing for just long enough to toss one to the deck. You'd almost think some people have fun when they go swimming!
Location: Garden's pool, fairly early one morning.
Rating: PG (nothing more saucy than people in swimsuits)
Open/Closed/Finished: Open!
Summary: Bubbles. Heart pounding. It's a shark---no, just Billy out for a swim.
When swimming, Billy prefers to keep his head below the water. It's not to show off his ability to hold his breath for a lap or two---that's a good side benefit, but it developed after his preference for staying underwater. He stays below because it's an easy way to drown out the world. With his head submerged, he can't hear any disapproval of offworlders. There's no commentary on his scarred body. And, perhaps most importantly, he can be aware of any lingering threats if his eyes are open.
So Billy spends as much time underwater during his laps as possible, prescription goggles firmly attached. He's a stream of bubbles and a peach and blue shape sliding the surface, only surfacing for air for a few brief seconds. This swimming is entirely serious business, you see. No time for chat. Just time to...run. Or swim, in this case.
His concentration is quite suddenly interrupted by the bean bags that some clown has decided to throw in. He scowls, surfacing for just long enough to toss one to the deck. You'd almost think some people have fun when they go swimming!
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Billy picked up the blitzball and turned it in his hands. He couldn't detect any special properties from that basic examination.
"I'm sorry if I'm being obtuse again, but I am a scientist. One who is more and more baffled by this world every day."
He tossed the blitzball up above him speculatively, then tried tossing it at Jecht. It felt slow in the air than he would guess. That was just his lack of training in the particular sport, of course.
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He almost casually kicked the ball at the wall, then caught it on the rebound.
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"I'm assuming that you're referring to more than one displacement?"
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He trailed off before he could say anything really insensitive.
"Great shots. If we ever get around the budget barrier, the Blitzball events would draw a real crowd."
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After a moment, he surfaced.
"The first one wasn't Time Compression. Lots weirder than that. And I wanna agree with ya, but one great player doesn't make a great spectacle. It only counts if the guys you're goin' against are good too."
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"And thus we've found the inherent difficulty of any Garden sporting league. No one seems to be trained in the same games."
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But Jecht fell quiet, then, frowning down at the blitzball as if it had offended him.
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"Are our athletic prospects as a Garden that dim?"
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Billy closed his eyes in thought.
"Maybe it would be possible to animate a simulation. I'm not that kind of programmer, but I'm sure someone is."
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"We'll figure something out, don't worry. You have a few smart people here---and I'm not talking about myself."
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It seemed that the man was never out of energy or ideas. There had to be a secret to it.
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There was no really polite way to say that being on Spira meant being a giant monster that brought death and destruction to the world, and even if there was, he wasn't about to mention it anyway.
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