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Closer to Isanity
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| Morning |
| Wednesday |
| September 25, 2014 |
| Behind ASH |
| The Soccer field |
In all honesty, Dominic didn't feel as if telling James was a smart move. Of course everybody who was dragged into Limbo had a right to know something, but when it came to spirits, life or death situations, and an entire ethereal world, it would have been better kept in the dark. The mysteries surrounding Limbo and the Zodiacs were still fresh and unknown to them, and who knows what James might do with such information?
Nonetheless, James thanked Dominic for what happened that night, as well as reassuring him that James wasn't exactly the useless one in the group. Though, a pipe would do little to help them in case of trouble. "I appreciate it, James." Dominic replied with a warm tone. "But we're still figuring out what's going on. I feel it'll be too dangerous for-.. regular people like you." Oh screw it. It was too late. Dominic had already told James about what he knew - now James would be standing beside him on the frontlines, constantly getting himself in danger when the enemy would eventually mistake him for an actual threat. I'm such an idiot, but whatever. If it came down to it, Dominic would protect him, just as much as he would anyone else around him.
"Ferrari!"
This commanding voice wasn't Phillip this time around, but the team captain himself. "Get your rear over here and do some drills! Stop eating everything up!" Dominic sighed, setting down his bottle for future use. "Excuse me, James." At once, he answered the call by sprinting to one end of the field, beside the large net goal where the team was gathering. The team captain performed a mental headcount of his team members, noticing he was missing a few. "Where's Boris and Reese?" The sound of Reese made some of the team - no, the entire team nervous. "R-Reese passed away." called a geeky team mate. "Really? Ahh, well, RIP. Boris?" The captain's question was directed towards Dominic, seeing as how his piercing glare landed on him. "U-uh, she's coming."
"Remind me why we have a girl on our team? Why can't they just make a female Soccer team like the Basketball Club?" One of the more blunt members of the Ghouls asked a question that received mixed reactions throughout the group. Dominic for one merely ignored it. "I mean, she'll just slow us down." Another teammate spoke up in the girl's defense, sort of. "Girls are faster than boys, dumbass. Now shut up."
| Some time later... |
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The entire team had split up to perform their warmup drills. In that time, the bleachers were beginning to fill with both students, teachers, and adults alike. An array of vehicles parked outside the field's entrance and the smell of grilled food indicated that the game was going to be a big one. The Ghoul's first game opening their season. Dominic knew it was important to start strong out of the gates, even if he truly wasn't a sports person deep down.
He was practicing his running by circling the field with the other members. With each moment, the smell of the cooked food further distracted him from the more important of activities. In fact, the entire team was complaining about it affecting them. "Who the hell grills right next to a Soccer game? Are they fans of the 'Away' team?" Asked a boy to Dominic's left. "The 'Away' team is the Bears, and no. None of their fans would dare show their faces here." Dominic tried his best to keep focused on working out, but every time they passed by a certain point on the field, each of the three would get a strong blast of grilled steak and hotdogs. "Guhh-.. that smell.." "I haven't even ate anything this morning!" Dominic's face was showing obvious struggle in the situation.
It's important for you to block out all other senses in the heat of the moment, Dominic. Dominic turned his head to see Kenshi running amongst them, as if he were a hidden member on their team. When they passed by that spot once more, Kenshi broke off, running off of the field towards the source of the smell. Wh-.. what the hell?! Quite the role model, Kenshi! I'm not a part of your group, so I don't have to ignore my senses. Kenshi had already snagged a piece of food from the grill while the cook wasn't looking. Damn you..