The only ball that was heavy enough for him was a great ugly thing. Pitch black and scarred. It had been dusty from disuse. Who the hell could bowl with the thing outside of himself and perhaps a bodybuilder? And even the bodybuilder would have issues with it after a couple of rounds. Yet it was still too light for the Russian. He could cup it easily within his hand without effort.
"YA chertovski ves Wolverine , ya ne mogu nayti myach dostatochno tyazhelyy , eto minus ! Teper' moya Katya igrayet gryaznyye!*" Piotr not-so muttered as he retrieved the ball from the carousel. His tone was agitated, but not angry. Piotr was very rarely ever angry, and when he was, well... most everybody was acutely aware it was happening. He glanced at Kitty over his shoulder as she sashayed from his side, her words ringing devilishly in his ears.
"I cannot make the balance between the weight of this idiot ball and how delicate those pins are." Piotr had the whole procedure down pat. The silly walk, the gentle swing, the release at the pivotal moment. Yet when the ball rolled from his fingertips, it careened down the slick wood too fast, into the gutter, bouncing like a tennis ball over the center and gave the lane next to them a perfect strike.
"Fucking shitballs." His shoulders slumped. "YA brosayu vam v etom pereulke, glupost'. Vse, chto vam nuzhno sdelat', eto sbit' moi kontakty . Eto vasha yedinstvennaya rabota v etom mire, i vy ne mozhete sdelat' eto ! YA nenavizhu tebya do glubiny moyego sushchestva.**"
Piotr threw the second ball with better luck, after having to wait for the system to return it to the people next to him, and retrieving it with an apologetic smile. He managed to clear the lane of all but two pins, and then turned his back on the whole affair.
"I must go get something. I will be back."
*I heft fucking Wolverine, I cannot find a ball heavy enough, this is disadvantage! Now my Katya plays dirty!
**I throw you in this lane, stupid thing. All you have to do is knock down my pins. It is your only job in this world, and you cannot do it! I hate you to the core of my being.