[ It doesn't take Roland long to salute himself out of the ICP channel and walk to the gym car, simple tshirt and pants for today's uniform of the day. Arms crossed, he spots Tidus throwing a tennis ball for practice and approaches him easily.
He looks like he belongs in places like this, indeed. Ever the sportsman, ever the athlete. ]
Hard at work I see, coach. [ He passes Tidus with a smile before he makes his way to the familiar pile of equipment. The football sticks out like a sore thumb, so it doesn't take him long to find it. ] Ready for catch part two, with a hint of rules?
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He looks like he belongs in places like this, indeed. Ever the sportsman, ever the athlete. ]
Hard at work I see, coach. [ He passes Tidus with a smile before he makes his way to the familiar pile of equipment. The football sticks out like a sore thumb, so it doesn't take him long to find it. ] Ready for catch part two, with a hint of rules?