KaiMedia
Just some guy
Asher
Miller
Happy
https:///www.Asher-Miller.com/The Santa Monica Home
coded by reveriee.
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Realistic or Modern Santa Monica Home for Boys and Girls [Reboot](closed)
Dawnstar
No more illusions
"Okay look at me, look at me. Okay. Like- remember if you really need to fall, knees and elbows first. Got it?" Felix gave one final confirmation before having Nathan stand up, ensuring his friend had the most basic of bails in his head. There was a chance Nathan would just forget, but anything to soften a fall was good. He then went to help his friend to his feet, standing infront of him and holding his hands and letting himself be leaned on. Yet to his feet Nathan came, very shaky and looking like he'd never been on two feet before with feet sliding back and fourth but that was to be expected. Felix smiling excitedly as his friend made it to his feet, yet also checking off a slight mental sigh of disappointment at his friend now being noticably another like four inches taller than he already was - it was one of the things Felix liked and a reason he'd stay on skates all day if he could - just getting to be a little taller.
Felix did his best to keep Nathan stable, staying close at first and closely moving back a little though still holding him. "There we go, you got it." He knew Nathan's body would not know what to do, his feet trying to escape him but he'd taught young kids this before plenty of times. Making sure Nathan was looking at him he continued his instructions to try and correct Nathan's posture and balance a little, getting him to bend his knees a bit and not be too stiff with it how he might reflexively be. Thankfully the pair were on flat ground, he didn't need to teach this on a slope yet.
"Kay, you ready for our first lesson?" Felix asked squeezing Nathan's hand supportively, checking if the other boy shaky, afraid and unbalanced as he was ready to proceed. As soon as Nathan gave confirmation, Felix would flash a quick grin. "Well -like I already gave my first lesson before you got up, bailing!" As he suddenly and forcefully throw Nathan's hands up in the air, letting go of his grip on him to purposefully to unbalance him. Felix was ready to catch Nathan if he started falling badly, but Felix' needed to make sure Nathan could trust the pads would keep him safe - and that if he was gonna fall for real skating he did catch himself properly. Plus this was to help teach Nathan to be able to stand himself up from the ground, which given Felix's experience teaching kids was about a 50/50 chance of either figuring out how to stand instantly, or constantly falling back down and crawling to the grass or stairs until they were taught.
Felix asking Nathan to do all of this a few times (though not pushing him off balance on the later falls). He knew once Nathan's body started to realise the pads would turn a knee-slicing painful fall into just a painless bump and slide on the concrete, he'd be able to just start smiling and laughing about any future falls like Felix would instead of being simply afraid to screw up. Again entire time Felix staying right in range to just catch Nathan if any fall looked a bit too sketchy or he seemed to panic. His friend put trust in him, he wasn't going to break it - but also these were two basic skills he needed to learn now instead of later when he needed them.
Felix did his best to keep Nathan stable, staying close at first and closely moving back a little though still holding him. "There we go, you got it." He knew Nathan's body would not know what to do, his feet trying to escape him but he'd taught young kids this before plenty of times. Making sure Nathan was looking at him he continued his instructions to try and correct Nathan's posture and balance a little, getting him to bend his knees a bit and not be too stiff with it how he might reflexively be. Thankfully the pair were on flat ground, he didn't need to teach this on a slope yet.
"Kay, you ready for our first lesson?" Felix asked squeezing Nathan's hand supportively, checking if the other boy shaky, afraid and unbalanced as he was ready to proceed. As soon as Nathan gave confirmation, Felix would flash a quick grin. "Well -like I already gave my first lesson before you got up, bailing!" As he suddenly and forcefully throw Nathan's hands up in the air, letting go of his grip on him to purposefully to unbalance him. Felix was ready to catch Nathan if he started falling badly, but Felix' needed to make sure Nathan could trust the pads would keep him safe - and that if he was gonna fall for real skating he did catch himself properly. Plus this was to help teach Nathan to be able to stand himself up from the ground, which given Felix's experience teaching kids was about a 50/50 chance of either figuring out how to stand instantly, or constantly falling back down and crawling to the grass or stairs until they were taught.
Felix asking Nathan to do all of this a few times (though not pushing him off balance on the later falls). He knew once Nathan's body started to realise the pads would turn a knee-slicing painful fall into just a painless bump and slide on the concrete, he'd be able to just start smiling and laughing about any future falls like Felix would instead of being simply afraid to screw up. Again entire time Felix staying right in range to just catch Nathan if any fall looked a bit too sketchy or he seemed to panic. His friend put trust in him, he wasn't going to break it - but also these were two basic skills he needed to learn now instead of later when he needed them.
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Edric Blight
WHOOOO ME?
Jack smiled at Asher as he was about to protest and tell Asher his thanks was necessary, but something caught his ears and eyes. Jack heard the announcers starting to get worked up about something going on in the game and he immediately looked onto the TV. He saw one of the Sharks players on a breakaway skating down the ice as Jack smiled and clenched his fist in anticipation, hoping the player would score. He widened his eyes and watched the TV. And then it happened.... GOAL!!!!!!
Jack jumped up and cheered as his team scored and was finally on the boards. "YES!" Jack shouted. The boy was happy that his favorite team had finally scored a goal. While it wasn't quite as special as watching the game in person as the SAP Center, he still enjoyed watching the game from home on the TV.
Jack looked over at Asher and smiled, "Yea, it's a ton of fun, especially when your team scores and does well obviously." The boy smiled as he said "thanks" softly as he took a few chips from the bowl that Asher had offered him. Jack hadn't been able to watch a hockey game with anyone but his old friend Mitch, and on very rare occasions, his parents when they were still alive. He usually just watched them alone, which he didn't mind at all.
Jack jumped up and cheered as his team scored and was finally on the boards. "YES!" Jack shouted. The boy was happy that his favorite team had finally scored a goal. While it wasn't quite as special as watching the game in person as the SAP Center, he still enjoyed watching the game from home on the TV.
Jack looked over at Asher and smiled, "Yea, it's a ton of fun, especially when your team scores and does well obviously." The boy smiled as he said "thanks" softly as he took a few chips from the bowl that Asher had offered him. Jack hadn't been able to watch a hockey game with anyone but his old friend Mitch, and on very rare occasions, his parents when they were still alive. He usually just watched them alone, which he didn't mind at all.
KaiMedia
Just some guy
Nathaniel
Sharpe
Agitated/ Happy
https:///www.Nathan-William.com/The Santa Monica Home
coded by reveriee.
Dawnstar
No more illusions
It was perhaps a mean way to teach but it was defiantly with the best of intentions. He knew why Nate was angry but still it was a kinda needed, though he was still taken aback given his friend's usual quietness. Felix knelt down and looked him in the eye just nodded. "I won't." Replying with a serious expression. Making a mental note to explain why he did that later once they were done. But you know it was kinda cute afterwards watching Nathan slowly try and figure out how to stand back up again, moving to position himself and then sticking out his tongue. Felix quick to stabilize Nate as he almost made it to his feet and nearly fell again, digging in his feels a bit to ensure they didn't both fall.
While it might have felt like a ton of times, in reality it was likely only ten or twelve rounds of falling and figuring out how to get back up, not that Felix was keeping an exact count. He had a almost proud smile though seeing Nathan practice and start to get more comfortable. Felix was oblivious to Nate's thoughts but seeing his friend confirm he was ready to continue he gently brushed some of Nathan's sweaty fringe to the side smiled before continuing to look the other boy back in the eyes and instructing. "Next lessons gonna be easy ones. -An' like- way better than falling a bunch."
"Okay so two parts. Gonna have you skate around, or- roll around." Felix chuckled a little. "I'll do the hard work, just want you to try and get used to feeling like your rolling - and like try and keep your feet straight, don't let 'em go all over the place. And part two-" Felix holding up two fingers. "Since my skates are meant for like- more aggressive stuff on ramps they don't got a beginner break on the back. So I'm gonna teach you a proper advance way!!" He grinned waiting for an okay from Nathan before continuing.
"Okay so like watch my feet, gonna show you. Your gonna put all your weight on the front foot like this, and turn your back foot like this. Keep all your weight on the front but push down and drag the back foot. Like- imagining making your feet like an L or T shape. It's a little tricky but it's a really good break, your stop fast and I'll be holding onto you, kay?" Felix demonstrating a few times standing how to perform a T-stop, and getting Nathan to just try copying so he knew what he would be doing.
Once ready Felix would begin the much less exhausting lesson two proper for Nathan, holding his friends hands securely and beginning to walk backwards around the parking lot. Felix just letting Nathan just get pulled and roll along, get used to the feelings. Taking it nice and slow to begin with. Every so often after enjoying a short bit, asking Nathan to try breaking - worst case Nathan tripping on his own feet and maybe falling but otherwise hopefully grinding to a stop. Felix hoping to try and get Nathan's basic balance and break skills together before trying to teach him to propel himself. If Nathan seemed up for it, Felix would eventually move around behind Nathan and gently push him from behind, still keeping a grasp on his friend's shoulder and lower back supportively but Nate would be unable to just lean on him and have to focus hard on his balance. Felix able to push a little faster since he was walking forwards (though not going much faster than walking speed) and then every so often giving Nathan a double tap on the shoulder as a signal to try and break.
After a while of this or whenever Nathan looked like he needed/signalled that he wanted to stop. Felix would roll his friend over to a patch of grass in the shade under a tree right across the other side of the drive/parking lot, and sit them both down facing towards the home to let them both sit down.
While it might have felt like a ton of times, in reality it was likely only ten or twelve rounds of falling and figuring out how to get back up, not that Felix was keeping an exact count. He had a almost proud smile though seeing Nathan practice and start to get more comfortable. Felix was oblivious to Nate's thoughts but seeing his friend confirm he was ready to continue he gently brushed some of Nathan's sweaty fringe to the side smiled before continuing to look the other boy back in the eyes and instructing. "Next lessons gonna be easy ones. -An' like- way better than falling a bunch."
"Okay so two parts. Gonna have you skate around, or- roll around." Felix chuckled a little. "I'll do the hard work, just want you to try and get used to feeling like your rolling - and like try and keep your feet straight, don't let 'em go all over the place. And part two-" Felix holding up two fingers. "Since my skates are meant for like- more aggressive stuff on ramps they don't got a beginner break on the back. So I'm gonna teach you a proper advance way!!" He grinned waiting for an okay from Nathan before continuing.
"Okay so like watch my feet, gonna show you. Your gonna put all your weight on the front foot like this, and turn your back foot like this. Keep all your weight on the front but push down and drag the back foot. Like- imagining making your feet like an L or T shape. It's a little tricky but it's a really good break, your stop fast and I'll be holding onto you, kay?" Felix demonstrating a few times standing how to perform a T-stop, and getting Nathan to just try copying so he knew what he would be doing.
Once ready Felix would begin the much less exhausting lesson two proper for Nathan, holding his friends hands securely and beginning to walk backwards around the parking lot. Felix just letting Nathan just get pulled and roll along, get used to the feelings. Taking it nice and slow to begin with. Every so often after enjoying a short bit, asking Nathan to try breaking - worst case Nathan tripping on his own feet and maybe falling but otherwise hopefully grinding to a stop. Felix hoping to try and get Nathan's basic balance and break skills together before trying to teach him to propel himself. If Nathan seemed up for it, Felix would eventually move around behind Nathan and gently push him from behind, still keeping a grasp on his friend's shoulder and lower back supportively but Nate would be unable to just lean on him and have to focus hard on his balance. Felix able to push a little faster since he was walking forwards (though not going much faster than walking speed) and then every so often giving Nathan a double tap on the shoulder as a signal to try and break.
After a while of this or whenever Nathan looked like he needed/signalled that he wanted to stop. Felix would roll his friend over to a patch of grass in the shade under a tree right across the other side of the drive/parking lot, and sit them both down facing towards the home to let them both sit down.
KaiMedia
Just some guy
Asher
Miller
Happy
https:///www.Asher-Miller.com/The Santa Monica Home
coded by reveriee.
Edric Blight
WHOOOO ME?
Jack laughed at Asher's jokes and sarcasm. The boy returned his gaze to the TV as the players got back to playing after celebrating the goal they had just scored.
Jack just shrugged his shoulders, "N- no not really, I'm not too interesting," he said softly as he kept his gaze on the game going on, on the TV. "I guess I like video games, I play a little on the side when I'm not playing sports," he said, "but I dunno if long walks on the beach are for me." He shrugged his shoulders. He tended not to admit to anyone that he played video games, as he felt it kind of took away from the fact that he was an athlete, but he had to admit that he loved a good video game or two, it was his guilty pleasure.
He chuckled a bit at Asher's little warden joke. Personally, Jack had never had a problem with Mrs. Richardson and had always been polite and respectful to her and hadn't dared to disobey anything she had said. It wasn't that Jack feared Mrs. Richardson, but he had been raised to be respectful to adults always. It was a value his parents had instilled in him at a young age, although they were rarely around, so it was mostly the various nannies who would teach him that as a young little boy.
Jack just shrugged his shoulders, "N- no not really, I'm not too interesting," he said softly as he kept his gaze on the game going on, on the TV. "I guess I like video games, I play a little on the side when I'm not playing sports," he said, "but I dunno if long walks on the beach are for me." He shrugged his shoulders. He tended not to admit to anyone that he played video games, as he felt it kind of took away from the fact that he was an athlete, but he had to admit that he loved a good video game or two, it was his guilty pleasure.
He chuckled a bit at Asher's little warden joke. Personally, Jack had never had a problem with Mrs. Richardson and had always been polite and respectful to her and hadn't dared to disobey anything she had said. It wasn't that Jack feared Mrs. Richardson, but he had been raised to be respectful to adults always. It was a value his parents had instilled in him at a young age, although they were rarely around, so it was mostly the various nannies who would teach him that as a young little boy.
KaiMedia
Just some guy
Nathaniel
Sharpe
Proud/Happy
https:///www.Nathan-William.com/The Santa Monica Home
I really didn’t think I was going to like it but you made it fun. While I’m not happy with how or why it happened I am really glad you came to the home so I could meet you. Today has been great!” Nathan then handed the phone back to Felix with a smile.coded by reveriee.
KaiMedia
Just some guy
Asher
Miller
Relaxed
https:///www.Asher-Miller.com/The Santa Monica Home
coded by reveriee.
Edric Blight
WHOOOO ME?
Jack smiled a little, "Oh that's cool, I've got an Xbox One over in my room." He shrugged his shoulders as he didn't really know what games they could play, especially since he had an Xbox and Asher had a Playstation. He was looking forward though to being able to play some games that he couldn't play in his console that maybe Asher had in his collection. Jack wasn't much of a gamer and only played one or two games, but he was willing to potentially try some new games.
Soon, he too sat back on the couch and shifted his focus to the game, which was relatively uneventful ever since the early goal from the Sharks. But after a little while, Jack eventually sensed the slight feeling of being touched gently. Jack felt himself internally panic a bit, as he certainly wasn't one who enjoyed contact, even if it was a good friend touching him. Jack had always been odd about physical contact. Physical contact among teammates was very common in sports, hockey included, but Jack was always awkward about being touched. He always felt uncomfortable getting hugs or pats on the backs after scoring or giving an assist on a goal to one of his teammates. The only person Jack didn't seem to have as much apprehensions about when being touched was his good friend Mitch. He always welcomed a hug or a pat on the back or two whenever he played on the ice with Mitch.
Jack tried not to say anything as to not make the situation even more tense and uncomfortable. He felt that he would make things way too awkward if he were to bring up to Asher that he wasn't a fan of even slight physical contact. Jack gulped and tried to push any uncomfortable thoughts out of his mind as he tried to focus his efforts back onto the hockey game on the TV screen. He began letting his mind drift to game related thoughts, such as how thankful he was that it was a 1-0 game and that his team was leading.
Soon, he too sat back on the couch and shifted his focus to the game, which was relatively uneventful ever since the early goal from the Sharks. But after a little while, Jack eventually sensed the slight feeling of being touched gently. Jack felt himself internally panic a bit, as he certainly wasn't one who enjoyed contact, even if it was a good friend touching him. Jack had always been odd about physical contact. Physical contact among teammates was very common in sports, hockey included, but Jack was always awkward about being touched. He always felt uncomfortable getting hugs or pats on the backs after scoring or giving an assist on a goal to one of his teammates. The only person Jack didn't seem to have as much apprehensions about when being touched was his good friend Mitch. He always welcomed a hug or a pat on the back or two whenever he played on the ice with Mitch.
Jack tried not to say anything as to not make the situation even more tense and uncomfortable. He felt that he would make things way too awkward if he were to bring up to Asher that he wasn't a fan of even slight physical contact. Jack gulped and tried to push any uncomfortable thoughts out of his mind as he tried to focus his efforts back onto the hockey game on the TV screen. He began letting his mind drift to game related thoughts, such as how thankful he was that it was a 1-0 game and that his team was leading.
Dawnstar
No more illusions
Felix clearly had been having a great time of teaching Nathan as well, smiling away and laughing a bit not when Nathan fell but whenever he'd give that determined tongue-out expression and pushed himself. Nathan was being a champ for how afraid he was earlier and it clearly made Felix pretty happy to see. He was always there to help Nathan when he fell, but as his friend continually pushed himself to his feet - well clearly not needed. After a bit he felt the hand tap his own signally for his attention and as Felix rolled around to the exhausted Nathan he quickly agreed to the break. Joining Nathan on the grass with a big arms out wide-flop besides his friend and chuckling a bit at seeing Nathan's exhaustion.
"Dunno like-why your soo tired. I was the one pushing!" Felix said in a clearly playful expression sticking out his own tongue before going back to joining Nate flopped on the grass for a few minutes - Felix wasn't really tired yet, but still no harm in resting up.
Felix happily turned over his phone for Nathan to type a message to him, and waited for it to be handed back to him. Felix smiled a bunch seeing the message, it was this weird feeling - because yeah he had a lot of fun today but as the message reminded him he was here because what happened. He paused, his expression thoughtful before smiling again and pushing the phone back to Nathan to keep hold of for the second. "I had a lot of fun teaching you. You've been like a pro-champion for your first time! We'll-like have you leaping off the roof in no time." Felix was clearly exaggerating and kidding around but he was trying to make Nathan feel good about the practice this far.
"Oh and sorry about like-scaring you. -You know at the start. But like - your not gonna know when you'll fall right? That's the problem so-" He shrugged a bit. "If I didn't you mighta frozen up and been too afraid to-like even do a practice bail. This kinda makes beginners lossen up and stop being afraid once they've already fallen safe." Felix was genuinely feeling bad about scaring Nathan, even if it was for his own good. Offering out a hand for a fist bump to his friend. "No hard feelings, kay?"
KaiMedia
Just some guy
Asher
Miller
Relaxed
https:///www.Asher-Miller.com/The Santa Monica Home
coded by reveriee.
KaiMedia
Just some guy
Nathaniel
Sharpe
Tired,Happy
https:///www.Nathan-William.com/The Santa Monica Home
coded by reveriee.
Dawnstar
No more illusions
Felix just shook his head. "Hey we just fist-bumped no hard feelings, that goes to me too!" He gently poked Nathan again a couple of times in the side to try and clear his worried expression with more ticklish laughter. Felix with a smile on his face as he then waited for Nathan to calm down and possibly poke back before replying. "You were scared. If anything I was the butthead for-like chucking you in heads first. No worries we're good." Genuinely having no hard feelings about it and really having just wanted to explain so Nathan knew - though he was kinda happy to hear that his friend did understand and didn't mean it.
On the second part of the message Felix smiled and laughed again, being read like the obvious sporty-book he was. "Hmmm... Burger with onions and extra cheese, Yellow, and... Strawberry milkshake." He replied sticking his tongue out a bit, meanwhile gently kicking (or more tapping) the yellow-laced skates Nathan currently wore with his yellow-accented sneakers. Though Felix was also kinda okay with a orangey yellow, that was cool too. "Okay your turn!" He was more than happy to turn this into a little game.
The ending of the message just making Felix let out a snigger of a laugh. Seeing Nathan still pretty worn out Felix quickly bounced up to his feet, practically leaping up from the grassy ground and leaving Nathan to rest. "Hey think I'm gonna-like run and get a drink, what do you want? I'll bring it out." It'd only take him like a minute to grab a quick something from the fridge or some water so it'd take longer to ungear up Nathan and get stuff than it would to just bring it out. -And Felix still wanted to push the lesson on a little moreafter this, even if that was technically Nathan's choice end of the day.
On the second part of the message Felix smiled and laughed again, being read like the obvious sporty-book he was. "Hmmm... Burger with onions and extra cheese, Yellow, and... Strawberry milkshake." He replied sticking his tongue out a bit, meanwhile gently kicking (or more tapping) the yellow-laced skates Nathan currently wore with his yellow-accented sneakers. Though Felix was also kinda okay with a orangey yellow, that was cool too. "Okay your turn!" He was more than happy to turn this into a little game.
The ending of the message just making Felix let out a snigger of a laugh. Seeing Nathan still pretty worn out Felix quickly bounced up to his feet, practically leaping up from the grassy ground and leaving Nathan to rest. "Hey think I'm gonna-like run and get a drink, what do you want? I'll bring it out." It'd only take him like a minute to grab a quick something from the fridge or some water so it'd take longer to ungear up Nathan and get stuff than it would to just bring it out. -And Felix still wanted to push the lesson on a little moreafter this, even if that was technically Nathan's choice end of the day.
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Edric Blight
WHOOOO ME?
Jack's cheeks turned a bit of a bright shade of red as Asher finally noticed his slight physical contact was making him feel uncomfortable. Blushing a bit and looking mostly at the TV, Jack softly responded, "It- it's fine... I just-" he stopped himself before he went on. He was going to explain that he wasn't necessarily a fan of physical contact and touch, but decided not to in hopes of making the situation less awkward for both him and Asher. He thought back to his time with Mitch and the times he would touch him after he scored a goal or did something desirable mid-game. He remembered feeling uncomfortable at first, but eventually warming up to it as the two boys became closer.
The boy then returned his full focus onto the TV once again. He had only caught a glance of Asher's face from the corner of his eye, as he was trying not to make direct eye contact with the boy as he himself felt embarrassed too. Jack felt that he probably shouldn't be feeling all weird and uncomfortable about the little gesture of friendship that was the arm around him, but something in his gut still made him feel all uncomfortable and anxious. But all of Jack's nervous thoughts were soon pushed out of his head as he focused on the hockey game at hand. He had noticed that the opposing team had unfortunately scored to tie the game up at 1-1, but that they were clearly offsides, meaning that the goal should not have counted. Jack threw his hands out in front of his body and leaned his head forward as he furrowed his brows in both anger and confusion. "What the hell?!" Jack yelled at the TV. Why did it always seem that the officials were against the Sharks. It had been a long season of crappy calls from the refs, which frustrated the boy as he was quite the big fan of his team. Jack slumped back on the couch and put his hands on the top of his head like a disappointed coach. "Screw those refs, what a bad call!" Jack protested. It was certainly frustrating that the refs did not look like they were going to call off the goal. The score was 1-1 and the Sharks' lead had been eliminated, making this game a bit more intense now. "All season with this awful calls..." Jack muttered frustratedly under his breath.
The boy then returned his full focus onto the TV once again. He had only caught a glance of Asher's face from the corner of his eye, as he was trying not to make direct eye contact with the boy as he himself felt embarrassed too. Jack felt that he probably shouldn't be feeling all weird and uncomfortable about the little gesture of friendship that was the arm around him, but something in his gut still made him feel all uncomfortable and anxious. But all of Jack's nervous thoughts were soon pushed out of his head as he focused on the hockey game at hand. He had noticed that the opposing team had unfortunately scored to tie the game up at 1-1, but that they were clearly offsides, meaning that the goal should not have counted. Jack threw his hands out in front of his body and leaned his head forward as he furrowed his brows in both anger and confusion. "What the hell?!" Jack yelled at the TV. Why did it always seem that the officials were against the Sharks. It had been a long season of crappy calls from the refs, which frustrated the boy as he was quite the big fan of his team. Jack slumped back on the couch and put his hands on the top of his head like a disappointed coach. "Screw those refs, what a bad call!" Jack protested. It was certainly frustrating that the refs did not look like they were going to call off the goal. The score was 1-1 and the Sharks' lead had been eliminated, making this game a bit more intense now. "All season with this awful calls..." Jack muttered frustratedly under his breath.
KaiMedia
Just some guy
Nathaniel
Sharpe
Relaxed.
https:///www.Nathan-William.com/The Santa Monica Home
coded by reveriee.
KaiMedia
Just some guy
Asher
Miller
Relaxed/serious
https:///www.Asher-Miller.com/The Santa Monica Home
coded by reveriee.
Edric Blight
WHOOOO ME?
Frustrated, and just generally a quiet person, Jack had not much to say as he sat back and watched the rest of the first period. He focused intently on the TV, hoping that maybe one of the players on his team would make a move to get the Sharks up again, but nothing came of it. Soon, the buzzer rang loudly signifying the end of the first period of play. The score was 1-1 and it cut to commercial break. Soon to come was the first intermission where the commentators would most likely interview one of the players and then talk about the action in the first period of the game. Jack sat back and sighed as he took a couple of potato chips from the bowl and put them into his mouth. Intermission usually took around 15-20 minutes so he knew that he would be waiting a while until the play started back up again.
The silence though was soon broken by Asher. Jack perked up and cocked his head slightly to the side as he looked at Asher and raised his eyebrows to let him know that the boy had got his attention. Jack looked the young teen boy in the eyes, despite not being too good with the whole eye contact thing. Jack simply shrugged, "Y- yea don't worry about it, it's fine," he looked off to the side, "I appreciate that though Asher." He took a few chips, chewed them, and then swallowed before looking at Asher again, "I'm sorry by the way, I- I know physical contact is kind of a normal friend thing, but I've just.. well.. never been good with it ya know?" He paused as he tried to think of a good way to word what he was trying to say, "I dunno why.... guess I've just never had a ton of close friends..." He frowned a bit, but realized that he had said too much. "It's fine though, it's whatever." Jack said, trying to shove away those feelings. He still felt as if he had said too much, and commercial break couldn't end sooner enough so he could focus on what the commentators on the TV were saying instead of talking about this. He felt a sinking feeling in his stomach for some reason.
The silence though was soon broken by Asher. Jack perked up and cocked his head slightly to the side as he looked at Asher and raised his eyebrows to let him know that the boy had got his attention. Jack looked the young teen boy in the eyes, despite not being too good with the whole eye contact thing. Jack simply shrugged, "Y- yea don't worry about it, it's fine," he looked off to the side, "I appreciate that though Asher." He took a few chips, chewed them, and then swallowed before looking at Asher again, "I'm sorry by the way, I- I know physical contact is kind of a normal friend thing, but I've just.. well.. never been good with it ya know?" He paused as he tried to think of a good way to word what he was trying to say, "I dunno why.... guess I've just never had a ton of close friends..." He frowned a bit, but realized that he had said too much. "It's fine though, it's whatever." Jack said, trying to shove away those feelings. He still felt as if he had said too much, and commercial break couldn't end sooner enough so he could focus on what the commentators on the TV were saying instead of talking about this. He felt a sinking feeling in his stomach for some reason.
Dawnstar
No more illusions
Felix let out a slight 'bleh' and grossed out expression at the mention of fish and chips. Eww nooo thank you! Felix never really understood it but he just could not stand the smell or taste of fish. If someone else was fine but, he'll pass on any plates of his own. Still it was pretty interesting to hear Nate go through his preferences, actually the purple color reminding him of some spare colored laces Felix had upstairs on one of his bags. Maybe he'd give them to Nathan if he was interested.
With a quick nod taking Nate's order Felix quickly dashed off inside, jumping up the couple of steps outside and leaping in still clearly with too much energy to burn - happy to let Nathan just chill out there on the grass all comfortable. Felix's energy was hardly boundless but well it wouldn't start dying off any time yet. Felix quickly rushing past the rec-area where Asher and Jack were sat but not paying them any attention, and not even checking who was in there. He did hear the sound of what was defiantly hockey coming out of there and voices chatting but again he wasn't super interested in easedropping - though it did sound like something bad had happened judging by all the yelling.
Meanwhile Nathan outside scrolling through the camera roll would find a bunch of amateurish taken holiday photos of what looked like Felix taking a picture of some ride, or amusement game or of his friends, some with his finger slightly over the phone camera. Felix having a bunch of photos he never put online very clearly. Intermixed with pictures clearly taken by someone else of Felix some of them pretty decent - usually him posing or in the middle of some stunt skating, a few of them of Felix at his old schools gym doing hanging from a gymnastic ring a few feet off the ground, a few of them with a friend of his both with boxing gloves on posing or mid-punch on a bag in some garage. The odd selfie then chucked in by Felix with one of his friends, or with just a goofy face, one of him in his spiderman PJs posing as the hero - One final selfie had Felix with a blond middle aged man in a police uniform with his arm wrapped around him - his Dad maybe(?) they looked like they could be related, and the picture had been favourited. One photo that would pop up scrolling through the more recent ones would seem rather out of place by Felix's sporty or silly snaps; what appeared to be a bunch of police officers all saluting besides a gravestone with a flag ceremonially laid over it, clearly by a smudge of a finger it was probably Felix who took this one.
It had taken Felix more than a few minutes to find a pair of empty plastic bottles to fill up with water, not yet knowing the layout of the kitchen or where anything was kept - you know just getting here and all - but it gave Nathan time to by nosey on the phone and to rest. After a little bit Felix would be seen popping out of the house, closing the door slowly, and then leaping down the steps and jogging across the parking lot to throw his friend the cold bottle of water. "Here, drink up." Felix said before throwing himself on the ground to sit under the tree as well and have a drink of his own.
"How're they feeling?" Felix said motioning by gently tapping/kicking Nathan's skated feet. "You up for another lesson after we had these? Or your legs and feet all just jelly?" He stuck out his tongue playfully, before taking a very long swig of water being pretty dehydrated from being out in the sun all afternoon and now evening. He seemed in high-spirits, with a goofy excited grin ready to keep going whenever Nate was ready.
With a quick nod taking Nate's order Felix quickly dashed off inside, jumping up the couple of steps outside and leaping in still clearly with too much energy to burn - happy to let Nathan just chill out there on the grass all comfortable. Felix's energy was hardly boundless but well it wouldn't start dying off any time yet. Felix quickly rushing past the rec-area where Asher and Jack were sat but not paying them any attention, and not even checking who was in there. He did hear the sound of what was defiantly hockey coming out of there and voices chatting but again he wasn't super interested in easedropping - though it did sound like something bad had happened judging by all the yelling.
Meanwhile Nathan outside scrolling through the camera roll would find a bunch of amateurish taken holiday photos of what looked like Felix taking a picture of some ride, or amusement game or of his friends, some with his finger slightly over the phone camera. Felix having a bunch of photos he never put online very clearly. Intermixed with pictures clearly taken by someone else of Felix some of them pretty decent - usually him posing or in the middle of some stunt skating, a few of them of Felix at his old schools gym doing hanging from a gymnastic ring a few feet off the ground, a few of them with a friend of his both with boxing gloves on posing or mid-punch on a bag in some garage. The odd selfie then chucked in by Felix with one of his friends, or with just a goofy face, one of him in his spiderman PJs posing as the hero - One final selfie had Felix with a blond middle aged man in a police uniform with his arm wrapped around him - his Dad maybe(?) they looked like they could be related, and the picture had been favourited. One photo that would pop up scrolling through the more recent ones would seem rather out of place by Felix's sporty or silly snaps; what appeared to be a bunch of police officers all saluting besides a gravestone with a flag ceremonially laid over it, clearly by a smudge of a finger it was probably Felix who took this one.
It had taken Felix more than a few minutes to find a pair of empty plastic bottles to fill up with water, not yet knowing the layout of the kitchen or where anything was kept - you know just getting here and all - but it gave Nathan time to by nosey on the phone and to rest. After a little bit Felix would be seen popping out of the house, closing the door slowly, and then leaping down the steps and jogging across the parking lot to throw his friend the cold bottle of water. "Here, drink up." Felix said before throwing himself on the ground to sit under the tree as well and have a drink of his own.
"How're they feeling?" Felix said motioning by gently tapping/kicking Nathan's skated feet. "You up for another lesson after we had these? Or your legs and feet all just jelly?" He stuck out his tongue playfully, before taking a very long swig of water being pretty dehydrated from being out in the sun all afternoon and now evening. He seemed in high-spirits, with a goofy excited grin ready to keep going whenever Nate was ready.
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Just some guy
Asher
Miller
Relaxed/serious
https:///www.Asher-Miller.com/The Santa Monica Home
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KaiMedia
Just some guy
Nathaniel
Sharpe
Relaxed.
https:///www.Nathan-William.com/The Santa Monica Home
coded by reveriee.
Dawnstar
No more illusions
Felix had just finished a long swig of water letting our a satisfied noise of refreshment while doing so. He saw his previously exhausted friend seemed to be feeling a little better as he wiggled a little in place - leading Felix but start if only briefly start planning the next stage of the lessons. So to say he was caught off guard by the sudden tickling assault was a bit of an understatement not expecting his friend to have this much energy in him.
While under normal circumstances, Felix would easily be able to beat Nathan in almost any physical challenge that was not 'who is taller', that rule didn't seem to mean much here with Felix unprepared and laid down on the ground openly like this. Reflexively Felix's body tried to guard his flanks as the ticking pokes came in, squirming and trying to pull away. Yet laying as he was he just couldn't move away enough to stop Nathan's assault as the other boy practically sat atop him and pinned him down. Every time Felix tried to make to retaliate against Nathan's unrelenting onslaught, he would kept getting countered back - Nathan finding Felix's most sensitive spots just causing him to curl up helplessly in laughter. "Okay you win, you win!" Felix called out not that with all the movement Nate would be able to make out his words. He did try and squirm to push Nate off him, and while he could feel his friends feet slip with only wheels and nothing to dig in it ended up not mattering much as Nathan just leveraged his bodyweight atop his torso. The extra couple lbs each skate added arguably helping more than hindering in this case, slightly dampening Felix's squirming attempts to get Nathan off him - Felix being soo hyper-ticklish not able to coordinate anything as long as Nathan kept himself sat atop and poking at the sensitive spots all over his neck and torso.
Felix could have maybe pushed Nathan off but in the state of laugher and position he was in, he'd just have to muster all his strength and push hard in a way that might've maybe hurt his friend - which Felix just wouldn't do. Nathan as a result becoming the clear victor as Felix eventually just became a helpless, tired out, curled up ball of laughter on the ground - pinned down by his victorious friend kitted out in safety gear like a conquering commander in full armor standing (sitting) atop his fallen foes. Even after Nathan eventually stops Felix not able to much than stay all squirmed up and lightly giggle as he waited for his body to calm down.
While under normal circumstances, Felix would easily be able to beat Nathan in almost any physical challenge that was not 'who is taller', that rule didn't seem to mean much here with Felix unprepared and laid down on the ground openly like this. Reflexively Felix's body tried to guard his flanks as the ticking pokes came in, squirming and trying to pull away. Yet laying as he was he just couldn't move away enough to stop Nathan's assault as the other boy practically sat atop him and pinned him down. Every time Felix tried to make to retaliate against Nathan's unrelenting onslaught, he would kept getting countered back - Nathan finding Felix's most sensitive spots just causing him to curl up helplessly in laughter. "Okay you win, you win!" Felix called out not that with all the movement Nate would be able to make out his words. He did try and squirm to push Nate off him, and while he could feel his friends feet slip with only wheels and nothing to dig in it ended up not mattering much as Nathan just leveraged his bodyweight atop his torso. The extra couple lbs each skate added arguably helping more than hindering in this case, slightly dampening Felix's squirming attempts to get Nathan off him - Felix being soo hyper-ticklish not able to coordinate anything as long as Nathan kept himself sat atop and poking at the sensitive spots all over his neck and torso.
Felix could have maybe pushed Nathan off but in the state of laugher and position he was in, he'd just have to muster all his strength and push hard in a way that might've maybe hurt his friend - which Felix just wouldn't do. Nathan as a result becoming the clear victor as Felix eventually just became a helpless, tired out, curled up ball of laughter on the ground - pinned down by his victorious friend kitted out in safety gear like a conquering commander in full armor standing (sitting) atop his fallen foes. Even after Nathan eventually stops Felix not able to much than stay all squirmed up and lightly giggle as he waited for his body to calm down.
Edric Blight
WHOOOO ME?
Jack glanced at the ground as he finished and Asher began speaking. The topic was a bit awkward for him, and something he usually didn't talk about, especially since he never talked about his feelings and always tended to bottle up his emotions and thoughts. He shrugged as Asher spoke, still looking a little off to the side and down at the ground, only looking up at the boy when he seemed to pause and choke on his own words a little bit. He cocked his head a bit to the side in interest and slight confusion as Asher told him about his insecurities about his arms. He wanted to press him further and maybe ask some questions on the matter but decided not to because he felt it would definitely be overstepping his boundaries and that the topic was probably a sore one for the boy. He looked down at Asher's arms quickly as he spoke about it and then back down at the ground as to not draw too much attention to it. He noticed that the boy was wearing a long sleeved shirt despite it being a summer night. He had never really noticed until now that the boy seemed to cover his arms up. Jack really only wore long sleeves when he was wearing his Sharks jersey, which he was tonight. Being from the warm suburbs of San Jose, California, Jack never really wore too many long sleeved shirts. If it ever dipped into the colder temperatures, the boy would usually slip on a hoodie, usually one with the Sharks logo on it. But Jack didn't dwell on the thoughts about his arms too long since he didn't want to bring it up to Asher because he didn't feel it was right for him to do so. He couldn't help but wonder though why Asher didn't like anyone seeing his arms. He looked down at his own lap as Asher began to speak again.
Jack's attention was captured however, when Asher spoke about friends. The boy looked up at the young teen sitting beside him as he listened. He frowned a bit and looked down at the ground again as he brought up the topic of friends. Friends of course was something that was hard to come by for Jack, but the boy also didn't exactly go out of his ways to make new friends anyways. Jack had always preferred to be a lone wolf, so he was completely fine being a loner. He always preferred to be by his lonesome. The only reason he really had friends was because of his travel hockey teams, and because there were a few kids around his age on his block that he would always play street hockey with.
But as Asher explained his past a bit to Jack and about his experiences with making friends, it all made sense to Jack. He now understood a bit better why Asher was such a jerk to him and why he always acted all tough and confident. While it certainly didn't excuse his earlier behavior, Jack understood the way Asher felt. He figured that never being the popular kid had negatively effected Asher which is why he had so many problems with others. Asher bringing up not being the most popular kid caused Jack to think a bit about his past too. Jack was never the most popular kid, but he was never the weird kid people tried to avoid. In fact, it was usually quite the opposite. The difference was, Jack never desired to be the popular kid and was perfectly fine just being an average Joe in the crowd of people. However, the boy could have had the opportunity to be a popular kid. He had the looks and played sports, so he surely could have been a popular jock. But he instead chose to be humble about his sport talents and tended to hang out alone, only occasionally with a few of his friends, but even those meetings were never initiated by Jack himself. Jack thought back to his days in elementary and middle school. He would almost always attempt to sit alone at lunch, and when he wasn't sitting alone at lunch, he was sitting silently (mostly against his will) with some of the other sporty kids and some of his friends. All throughout his life he had been a quiet and reserved child. But again, Jack was never the extremely popular kid in school. He thought back on the many times different boys and at often times, girls, tried to talk with him and become his friend, but he shoved them off for the most part. He certainly had good looks for his age and was crushed on by a few girls in elementary school all the way up until middle school, but he never thought anything of it nor cared. He always stayed humble, and stayed quiet and to himself. Jack always seemed to be just kind of "there," always tagging along with his small group of friends and at times, just sitting there at the popular sporty kid lunch tables, but he rarely spoke a word. One of the things he dreaded about coming to the home was the fact that he would be in close proximity to other kids practically all the time. Conversely, he had hoped that since the home was much smaller than a school, it would be easier to just not have to talk to other people so he could go about his day on his own without any social contact or interactions. Jack then also thought about his friends, many of which he never got to say any sort of goodbyes to, as the move to the home and his parents' deaths were so sudden. While yes, he had some people he considered friends in school, he actually wasn't too sad about leaving them behind. The only real person he truly missed a bit was his good buddy Mitch. Mitch was the only kid Jack was truly close with, and he even kept many of his feelings and emotions to himself with Mitch. It was just in Jack's nature to be quiet and to keep many things to himself.
He sighed after a tiny bit of awkward silence while the two boys thought and contemplated about their pasts. He then looked up from the ground and back at Asher who was sitting next to him. "Yea I was never too popular either, not that it really mattered to me... I guess I've just not really been good at making friends, but it's fine I don't really mind." Jack just shrugged his shoulders. As depressing as it might have seemed, the boy truly didn't care whether or not he had friends. He was happy alone for the most part.
Jack's attention was captured however, when Asher spoke about friends. The boy looked up at the young teen sitting beside him as he listened. He frowned a bit and looked down at the ground again as he brought up the topic of friends. Friends of course was something that was hard to come by for Jack, but the boy also didn't exactly go out of his ways to make new friends anyways. Jack had always preferred to be a lone wolf, so he was completely fine being a loner. He always preferred to be by his lonesome. The only reason he really had friends was because of his travel hockey teams, and because there were a few kids around his age on his block that he would always play street hockey with.
But as Asher explained his past a bit to Jack and about his experiences with making friends, it all made sense to Jack. He now understood a bit better why Asher was such a jerk to him and why he always acted all tough and confident. While it certainly didn't excuse his earlier behavior, Jack understood the way Asher felt. He figured that never being the popular kid had negatively effected Asher which is why he had so many problems with others. Asher bringing up not being the most popular kid caused Jack to think a bit about his past too. Jack was never the most popular kid, but he was never the weird kid people tried to avoid. In fact, it was usually quite the opposite. The difference was, Jack never desired to be the popular kid and was perfectly fine just being an average Joe in the crowd of people. However, the boy could have had the opportunity to be a popular kid. He had the looks and played sports, so he surely could have been a popular jock. But he instead chose to be humble about his sport talents and tended to hang out alone, only occasionally with a few of his friends, but even those meetings were never initiated by Jack himself. Jack thought back to his days in elementary and middle school. He would almost always attempt to sit alone at lunch, and when he wasn't sitting alone at lunch, he was sitting silently (mostly against his will) with some of the other sporty kids and some of his friends. All throughout his life he had been a quiet and reserved child. But again, Jack was never the extremely popular kid in school. He thought back on the many times different boys and at often times, girls, tried to talk with him and become his friend, but he shoved them off for the most part. He certainly had good looks for his age and was crushed on by a few girls in elementary school all the way up until middle school, but he never thought anything of it nor cared. He always stayed humble, and stayed quiet and to himself. Jack always seemed to be just kind of "there," always tagging along with his small group of friends and at times, just sitting there at the popular sporty kid lunch tables, but he rarely spoke a word. One of the things he dreaded about coming to the home was the fact that he would be in close proximity to other kids practically all the time. Conversely, he had hoped that since the home was much smaller than a school, it would be easier to just not have to talk to other people so he could go about his day on his own without any social contact or interactions. Jack then also thought about his friends, many of which he never got to say any sort of goodbyes to, as the move to the home and his parents' deaths were so sudden. While yes, he had some people he considered friends in school, he actually wasn't too sad about leaving them behind. The only real person he truly missed a bit was his good buddy Mitch. Mitch was the only kid Jack was truly close with, and he even kept many of his feelings and emotions to himself with Mitch. It was just in Jack's nature to be quiet and to keep many things to himself.
He sighed after a tiny bit of awkward silence while the two boys thought and contemplated about their pasts. He then looked up from the ground and back at Asher who was sitting next to him. "Yea I was never too popular either, not that it really mattered to me... I guess I've just not really been good at making friends, but it's fine I don't really mind." Jack just shrugged his shoulders. As depressing as it might have seemed, the boy truly didn't care whether or not he had friends. He was happy alone for the most part.
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Just some guy
Nathaniel
Sharpe
Relaxed.
https:///www.Nathan-William.com/The Santa Monica Home
coded by reveriee.
Dawnstar
No more illusions
Felix was just out of it completely after that assault from Nathan, every nerve twitching sensitive even after Nathan stopped with his body continuing to try and curl up and hide from further tickling. All the squirming and back and fourth wrestling, the constantly uncontrolled laughter and having his friend keeping him pinned to the ground actually managing to take a lot of the steam out of Felix. His chest hurt from laughing, feeling a burning from the muscles in his chest where he couldn't stop laughing. He didn't even register as Nathan came to brush some of his sweaty hair to the side and seemed to blush up.
It wasn't until the familiar clatter, oof and 'ow' noises Felix as a skater was very familiar with rang out from Nathan's fall that he managed to start gaining back some slight semblance of composure and he tried to sit himself up, wiping sweat off his brow half in tears still from the laughing. He wanted to try and say something to Nathan here but what few words he could manage through the giggle fit quickly losing place as Nathan rolled over with grass in his mouth and began giving an embarrassed laugh of his own. This just setting Felix back off as he burst out laughing again like he was some victim in Batman that the joker had gassed. It overall probably giving Nathan a good 5-10 minutes extra break and rehydrating before Felix was feeling fully up to moving himself.
Looking to Nathan's message Felix just remarked back. "Cus you -like cheated. Getting me while I was down like that!" Felix clearly wasn't upset just, though his defeated tired expression certainly reinforced Nathan's victory and that Felix certainly wasn't up for another round of the same again - not without some time to recharge. He did like the compliment that he was strong, giving a slight prideful glint but it did little vs the humiliating defeat and fatigue now in his system. Felix none the less pulled himself to his feet and offered out a hand to help his friend up, taking back his phone in the process. "Kay, then a final lesson and a basic test for today. You had all that fight in you there - time for you to actually skate to the house, back and then to the house again until you can do it!" Felix declaring as he began to explain likely hardest part of the lesson for today.
Felix giving Nathan instructions the entire time began to try and teach his friend a few different ways to push off, and ways to try and propel himself around the car park. At first letting Nathan hold onto Felix's hands for stability but providing no aid in moving as he first tried, likely barely being able to even shuffle forwards and possibly just sliding in place. As Nathan kept trying though Felix would keep demonstrating footwork - hoping for Nathan to slowly turn the shuffle into a bit of a walk-and-glide, or possibly a sketchy walk-stumble-glide.
The initial shuffle to the house likely taking the longest. The plan was though as Nathan completed each crossing he'd hopefully start figuring out how to build and keep momentum. With constant little reminders from Felix hopefully Nate would be able to combine all the smaller lessons he'd been given today: on balance, gliding, posture, breaking and now basic pushing and skating. Felix gradually trying to lessen how much support he was giving until he was simply walking backwards, arms out to catch Nathan should be need it.
Felix constantly trying to encourage and support Nathan as he made his way, even if he looked tired out and his legs were turning to jelly. Felix knew it was a tough order given how non-athletic Nathan seemed but, he was determined to try and get his friend actually skating (even if it was almost-guaranteed to be slowly, and sketchily, arms wobbling, in a semi-straight line across a parking lot, only barely able to turn himself around) by himself before the end of this first session! He wanted Nathan to have had a good time and actually feel like he could skate if he ever wanted to come back to do it again, even if it was just a short distances.
It wasn't until the familiar clatter, oof and 'ow' noises Felix as a skater was very familiar with rang out from Nathan's fall that he managed to start gaining back some slight semblance of composure and he tried to sit himself up, wiping sweat off his brow half in tears still from the laughing. He wanted to try and say something to Nathan here but what few words he could manage through the giggle fit quickly losing place as Nathan rolled over with grass in his mouth and began giving an embarrassed laugh of his own. This just setting Felix back off as he burst out laughing again like he was some victim in Batman that the joker had gassed. It overall probably giving Nathan a good 5-10 minutes extra break and rehydrating before Felix was feeling fully up to moving himself.
Looking to Nathan's message Felix just remarked back. "Cus you -like cheated. Getting me while I was down like that!" Felix clearly wasn't upset just, though his defeated tired expression certainly reinforced Nathan's victory and that Felix certainly wasn't up for another round of the same again - not without some time to recharge. He did like the compliment that he was strong, giving a slight prideful glint but it did little vs the humiliating defeat and fatigue now in his system. Felix none the less pulled himself to his feet and offered out a hand to help his friend up, taking back his phone in the process. "Kay, then a final lesson and a basic test for today. You had all that fight in you there - time for you to actually skate to the house, back and then to the house again until you can do it!" Felix declaring as he began to explain likely hardest part of the lesson for today.
Felix giving Nathan instructions the entire time began to try and teach his friend a few different ways to push off, and ways to try and propel himself around the car park. At first letting Nathan hold onto Felix's hands for stability but providing no aid in moving as he first tried, likely barely being able to even shuffle forwards and possibly just sliding in place. As Nathan kept trying though Felix would keep demonstrating footwork - hoping for Nathan to slowly turn the shuffle into a bit of a walk-and-glide, or possibly a sketchy walk-stumble-glide.
The initial shuffle to the house likely taking the longest. The plan was though as Nathan completed each crossing he'd hopefully start figuring out how to build and keep momentum. With constant little reminders from Felix hopefully Nate would be able to combine all the smaller lessons he'd been given today: on balance, gliding, posture, breaking and now basic pushing and skating. Felix gradually trying to lessen how much support he was giving until he was simply walking backwards, arms out to catch Nathan should be need it.
Felix constantly trying to encourage and support Nathan as he made his way, even if he looked tired out and his legs were turning to jelly. Felix knew it was a tough order given how non-athletic Nathan seemed but, he was determined to try and get his friend actually skating (even if it was almost-guaranteed to be slowly, and sketchily, arms wobbling, in a semi-straight line across a parking lot, only barely able to turn himself around) by himself before the end of this first session! He wanted Nathan to have had a good time and actually feel like he could skate if he ever wanted to come back to do it again, even if it was just a short distances.
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