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 Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 3:56 pm
Dion hadn't looked back behind him to see if Tykier had followed. He had bolted off with the one thought in mind, finding the ball and winning. If Tykier stayed there watching that was fine with him, he'd bat three times in a row and Ty wouldn't be allowed to complain. Sadly for Dion, this wasn't the case. Dion noticed an unusually large shadow pass over him. Too big for a bird and no airplane flew low enough to cast a shadow. He glanced up as he ran only to see Tykier flying overhead and laughing playfully. Dion's pace slowed down some as he watched in awe, he really did want a pair of wings.
He snapped back to attention when he noticed what Tykier was heading for. The white plastic wiffle ball was cast in shadow as Tykier dived for it, right out of the sky he headed down to scoop it up and win the race. Dion picked up his pace even if it was a futile attempt. He ran so hard and so fast he thought for a moment he'd make it. "I got it!!" Dion called out as he reached his hand out, inches away from Tykier. His hands didn't grasp anything though. Instead he slammed into Tykier so hard he nearly flipped over.
Dion landed with a grunt on the ground, sliding over the hard play ground floor for a moment. His hands and knees were saved from scraps and cuts thanks to the scales that moved up past his elbows and knees. Still, his cheek had hit the ground and bounces some so now he had a scrap there. It wasn't much but it was red and a gentle, small drop of bleed slipped out. Dion was fine though aside from the cut. He sat on the ground and whipped the blood away and brushed some pieces of gravel off of his cheek. He didn't have the ball, maybe Tykier did. Either way Dion was pretty sure he lost. It wasn't fair, Tykier had wings. How was Dion supposed to beat him if he could fly? Dion could really use a pair of wings, if he had one he was pretty sure he wouldn't be afraid of heights like he was. Dion frowned as he rubbed his cheek, it stung a little but it was nothing he couldn't handle.
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 6:14 pm
Tykier went over to Dion, with a few scratches on him, "Hey, are you okay," he asked as he helped Dion up.
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 6:19 pm
"Yeah." Dion said, still rubbing his cheek but it was nothing. Tykier had more scratches on him then he did. "You alright?" He asked in return. Dion realized how his scales had prevented more scraps and felt somewhat proud of them, Tykier could use some scales. "Did you get the ball?" Dion asked, looking around to see if it was still on the ground.
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 6:23 pm
"Yeah, I'm fine," he said as he bled a little, "What..??? I thought you had the ball..!"
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 6:30 pm
"I thought you had it!" Dion said, the game was still on! Neither had the ball. "Oh, you're bleeding." Dion said as he pointed the blood that slipped from one of Tykier's scraps. Dion wiped it away with his clawed thumb quickly. "The games still on, whoever finds it first wins." Dion said, not letting a couple of scraps get in the way of winning. Or losing, hopefully winning.
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 6:37 pm
Tykier laughed as Dion wiped the blood away, "Oh, it's nothing..." And as he heard/watched Dion say that, Ty quickly ran after him, and went past him.
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 4:36 pm
Dion picked up his own pace as he ran, making it even with Ty's. He scanned the area quickly with his eyes, looking for the ball desperately. And then, just like that, he caught sight of it and ran clear past it. Dion stopped quickly, staggering slightly before he turned on his heels and ran back towards the ball. He scooped it up quickly in his hand and couldn't help but grin. "Got it!!!" Dion called out, raising the ball up high into the air so Ty could stop running around and they could get back to the game. "I choose to bat." Dion said, he felt a little smug and confident about finding the ball but he did his best not to show. Beating someone who could fly was pretty cool...you know...if you ignore the fact that he had to accidentally tackle Ty to do so.
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Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 6:25 pm
Tykier laughed and smiled. "Okay! But I'll watch for air balls! Just in case you accidentally hit the ball too hard..!"
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 4:29 pm
Dion laughed at that, "Alright." He said as he headed back to where they had left the baseball bat. He left his ring on the floor, feeling more comfortable running without it, and took his position. "Ready!" He called over to Tykier, taking his batting stance and readying himself for Tykier's pitch.
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 8:24 pm
Tykier pitched the ball, and watched to ball go to Dion.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 6:15 pm
Dion hit the ball with the bat and the game continued so on and so forth for the next hour or so. The two rotated positions with each pitch and bat though after while Dion realized how much more he preferred to bat. If Dion hit fly balls Tykier could easily fly up and snatch them while still in the air. Dion however had to run after them and either catch them before they hit the ground or pick them up off the ground. Another upside to having wings, Dion could really use a pair of those. None the less Dion had fun playing with Tykier and towards the end of their game Dion was growing tired. Something that he rarely experienced given his diligence side.
With the game over Dion sat down on the ground for a moment. He breathed through his nostrils heavily as he tossed his upper body ring back over himself. "Nice game." Dion said with a nod of his head as he pulled himself up to his feet. He could see Emilie looking for him at the other end of the park, no doubt that it was time for him to leave. "Again some time?" Dion asked, offering his hand in a shake like Zach had taught him to.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 7:35 pm
Tykier looked at him, smiling, "Sure... It was kinda fun, having a game of wiffle ball..!" He shook his hand with Dion, "See you around!"
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 7:42 pm
Dion smiled slightly at him, it was a half smile but a smile none the less. Dion shook hands with Tykier and nodded to him again. "Yeah, you too." Dion said. "See you around." With that he waved to Tykier and headed back to Emilie. "Oh, there you are!" She said, surprised to see him. "Did you have fun?" Emilie asked softly as the two left the park. Dion held the wiffle ball in one hand and the bat in the other. "Yeah." He said. "Dion, where did you get that scratch?" Emilie asked. The remainder of the walk home Dion told her about their game.
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