Dodge Some Balls. [open]

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The brunette's temper today is the same as her height. Some kids had been playing dodgeball--girls vs. boys--, you know, that dreaded game where girls huddle together like scared puppies and boys shed some final tears? They're going to shed more than tears. Rachael will make them bleed. Her twin and "protector" isn't with her and she wants to make some memories before her sixteenth birthday.

She hurls a orange rubber ball at someone's head. Out of the corner of her eye, she sees them fall down -- graciously, of course. Sure. That kid fell as gracious as a toddler on a trampoline. Rachael smiles, brushing her hands, subconsciously, together. She stands back, with arms folded, watching the game play out--with her in it, obviously.

Subject: Re: Dodge Some Balls. [open] Tue Dec 28, 2010 5:49 pm

Lisha saw a game of dodge ball. It seemed to be a game of girls vs. boys. Dodge ball was awesome. Probably the only sport that entertained her. With interest, she decided to join in. Obviously, she went over to the girl's side.

She dodged a ball that instead of hitting her head, whooshed over her shoulder. Close, she thought. Now it was time for her to try something. She picked up one of the red, rubber balls. After finding a good victim, she hurled a ball in his direction, knowing it would hit him.

(EDIT)

Everyone was leaving. Evacuating. Preparing for something. Suddenly it clicked. The battle? So soon. She was alarmed but sighed, shrugged it off, and left the area.