一乗寺 賢 (chosen_kindness) wrote in clockwork_rp, @ 2008-07-19 14:45:00 |
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Entry tags: | gatomon::digikitty, ken::chosen_kindness |
A Day at the Park [ Active ]
Who: Ken (chosen_kindness) & whoever else wishes to find/join him
What: Stress relief by kicking around a soccer ball
When: Sometime after the last curse
Where: A park
Warnings: Knowing him? ANGST.
If there was one thing he was glad he could still do, it was kicking around a soccer ball. After the fall of the Kaiser, when he had finally woken up to everything that had been going on around him, he had found that he was different than before.
It wasn't a bad different. If giving up his genius status was part of his punishment for what he had done as Kaiser, it was a price he was willing to pay. Even the animosity from his fellow students at Tamachi Elementary was something he could bear as his penance.
But he found that even if he couldn't live up to his nickname of "The Rocket" anymore, at least he could still play. It was something he found he could lose himself in. It was something he could use to bridge the gap when it came to conversation with Motomiya.
It was something he could lose himself in when he felt the need to get away. Especially after that last curse. The Kaiser in control, and being aware of it the whole time and unable to stop him... It was as if being in his own personal hell. He was grateful, however, the curse didn't last long enough for the Kaiser to actually do anything, other than taunt Gatomon with things from after she arrived here.
He still couldn't apologize enough for that, although he had gotten the feeling that if he had said one more "I'm sorry." to her, she would have hunted him down with a Lighting Paw.
Narrowing his eyes, he eyed up the trees that he had long ago decided were the unofficial goal, even if there was no goalie or net to catch the ball. Running, he kicked the ball, then watched as it sailed across the field and between the two trees.
Sighing, he stretched, then made his way back towards the bag he had left off to the side, reaching it for the sports drink he knew he had left in there, his fingers brushing against his D-3 and Digivice as he did so, his fingers pausing for a moment, before grabbing the drink.