Who: Cessily Kincaid and OTA When: Thursday, April 29, 2010 - afternoon Where: Outside at Xavier's What: Cess goes outside to play soccer and think about things, like...why all of her classmates are weird.
Cess was bound and determined to make the most of her day. With the weather taking a turn for the better, she was tired of being cooped up inside, in class, or in her room reading. Look at all of this property, it just spoke to her. It said, Come outside and plaaay. The weather's fiiiiine. And that was exactly what she was going to do.
Dressed in a pair of loose shorts and knee socks, she made her way out to the "backyard" which was more of a "well landscaped meadow behind a mansion" than a backyard in the traditional sense. No cyclone fences here. She was really surprised there weren't more people outside taking advantage of the beautiful day. Its not like they were starved for space. Ah, well, there loss, she supposed. Her classmates, whom Cess hadn't clicked with (save for one or two people) seemed quite preoccupied with other things.
...Things of a more carnal nature.
...Humping and the like.
She couldn't help roll her eyes thinking about it, as she set up small, orange pylons in a straight line. Next, she dropped the soccer ball that she had been carrying underneath her arm onto the lawn. Cess scooped the soccer ball up into the air with the point of her toe. Once it was aloft she juggled it between her knees occasionally stalling it on her foot before she kicked it back up. If she got it high enough she popped it up and down, bouncing it on her forehead then letting it drop to the grass.
Cess took to dribbling the ball through the cones. Whether it was do to the viscus nature of her mutation or some other talent she possessed was unknown, but there was something mesmerizing about the way she moved, all smooth and fluid with a balance not seen by many her age.
She just didn't get it. What was the appeal? It seemed kind of...gross to her in all actuality. What was the big deal about sex anyways?