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[lone_wolf_of_southtown]

[ACTION; A SMALL EMPTY COURTYARD IN THE DEEPS]

*A little bit of asking around and some light alteration later, there's now a primitive hoop attached to a wall surrounding a courtyard in the Deeps. Unfortunately for Terry, there weren't any real BASKETBALLS per se, but he seems to have tracked down something that's a relatively close equivalent. It doesn't have the same feel, but any port in a storm.

He tests it to make sure it's attached firmly, then nods.*

Perfect.

[VIDEO]

*And now here he is, standing in front of it.*

Hey, anybody up for a game? Or, hell, I know some of you are from different times and places, so I can always teach you if you don't know the rules.

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[lone_wolf_of_southtown]

*He's dribbling the ball already. Close observation might reveal his control of the ball is ridiculous.*

Yo! Soma, right? Nice to meet you in person. You ready?

[thedarkheir]

Yup! Just give me a sec.

[He tosses off his coat, and decides to peel his turtleneck off, figuring he may overheat otherwise]

Now I am.

[lone_wolf_of_southtown]

Don't blame me for the whupping I'm gonna give ya.

*He moves, and the game begins. Basket after basket on both sides; one the voice of experience, the other young, lithe, and, well...

One tie later, Terry has to point it out.*

Geez, man, how do you jump TWICE in the air like that?

[thedarkheir]

It's a gift.

[He smiles, giving a careless shrug]

[lone_wolf_of_southtown]

Seriously? That's all I'm getting?

[thedarkheir]

It's kind of hard to explain, it's kind of like magic but isn't.