LumaThePhoenix
Ten Thousand Club
As people, both familiar and unfamiliar, enter the gym, Kiva goes and retrieves a basketball. She returns to the gym floor and practices her movements, pretending she's in a game. Step by step, she cuts and spins with grace. "Cross. Spin. Euro. Pass." She whispered to herself. No matter how many times she drove to the basket, she refused to shoot. "Reverse. Step back. Pump fake. Pass. Come on...you have to be quicker. Make better decisions. No turnovers. No mistakes."