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Post by Deleted on Jun 25, 2007 1:27:00 GMT -5
Open for all[/size]
Bowling is an incredibly strange sport, some consider it to be recreational while others compete rigorously for prove of their skills. No matter what people called it, Gabriel couldn't help himself but to find it fun.
There he stood alone at lane 17, holding a 14 pound bowling ball in his hands, taking deep breaths as he saw the challenge that presented itself before him. There was a single pin standing before him, and it stood dead in the center, pin no. 5. Gabriel couldn't help himself but release a brutish grunt as the stems of frustration started to appear on his skull. It was certainly easier for him to strike a cluster of pins, but individual ones were undeniably the most trickiest.
"I can do this," he said confidently. "I'm a flippin' ninja." With confidence, he started walking forward.
Those red/black bowling shoes easily gliding through the smooth surface. Gabriel's right hand moved back as it was preparing to launch the purple ball. His long brown hair, unrestrained by any use of apparatus, followed Gabriel like a wave following its successor. His right foot curved to his left side, his back hunched even more to the floor, his hand smoothly releasing the ball from his grasp, his left hand stopping Gabriel from falling to the floor. His right hand in the air, and his eyes completely fixed on the movement of his ball. As it was approaching its target, it slowly glided off its intended path. The ball was unfortunately a fraction of an inch off the single pin.
"Damn," standing up and brushing his hands together. He saw the electronic scoreboard above him, seeing the score was nine in his first round. "Not bad for a start I guess," he brushed his strange shirt which had random red stars along with a brown background.
He saw his surroundings, people together having laughs while bowling. Gabriel thought callously as he grabbed his Styrofoam cup, "I'm not sad because I'm alone bowling."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 25, 2007 2:19:09 GMT -5
I'm glad you joined ^^[/size]
Gabriel turned his head around and he couldn't help himself but stare at the fairy Kaye. He couldn't tell whether she was actually being innocent or acting innocent like a 'hussy' just wanting to attract his attention. He had figured that Kaye was probably a foreigner probably looking for a historical landmark but instead stumbled into an old schooled bowling alley.
"You're kidding right?" he tossed his hair back with his right hand while the other remained on his hip. Gabriel chuckled while placing his right hand in front of his teeth. He paused as he had received no response from the stranger before him. "Oh Gods," he lowered his hand. "You're serious."
"Uh," Gabriel completely lost for words. He just had to choose lane 17, and have hair nearly as long as Kaye's. Of course it was completely irrelevant to his current situation, but he had to blame something for this event that had befallen before him. As much as he wanted to cast her away, it was completely not his character to do so. He was the nice ninja guy, not the unskilled jerk that would toss rocks randomly in the air in a full parking lot of cars.
He placed his styrofoam cup on to his table as he crossed his arms together and lowered his head. Gabriel tapped his bowling shoes as he found it difficult for him to explain the clear definition of the meaning of Bowling. He was afraid that he might misconstrue the meaning and something bad was bound to occur.
"It's-" he broke of as he opened his palm towards the ceiling. "There's pins-" he coughed as he placed both his hands on his head. "There's a bunch of balls-" Gabriel was never going to clearly give the definition for Kaye.
"Wh-why are you so interested?" he smiled as he turned his head to the side slightly.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 26, 2007 1:36:47 GMT -5
Don't worry Kaye, everyone needs sleep ^^[/size]
"H-hey," he tried to stop Kaye from sulking. Oh Gods, he was confronted by a stranger to this recreational world and he didn't have the slightest clue on what to do. Gabriel was usually the foreigner in a completely different world, but now he realizes how it feels when he confronted the many people he has in the past.
"Don't say things like that," Gabriel commented on Kaye's last remark, anything that was related to life or death sent shivers down his spine. "Bowling is-" he attempted to clarify the meaning for her again. He brought his two arms as high as his shoulders beside him as he tried to think for a clear definition. His eyes were wandering the ceiling as his brain stormed ever bit of knowledge it was able to buffer for him.
His scavenging of thought was broken upon hearing a rather clumsy teenager on his lane, attempting to rise from the lane after humiliating himself to an extreme degree. "Hey," Gabriel said in a demanding fashion. "What do you think you're doing?"
Of course he was more than able to let a person use the lane, but he wasn't going to allow that to happen if it was from a complete stranger. It wasn't exactly rude or insulted Gabriel, but he expected Closcian to be more respectful and showed Gabriel a more respectful side of himself.
This simply annoyed him, and the annoyance was strong enough to cast shadow over Kaye, who presumably has not achieved knowledge over the term bowling.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 3, 2007 1:46:55 GMT -5
Guess Spaz isn't coming in.[/size]
"H-hey wait up," he extended his arm out towards Kaye. Gods, Gabriel had scared her off. It wasn't his intention to scare Kaye off, he intended to scare Closcian off, apparently the opposite had occurred; Gabriel should have realized that Kaye was most likely a sensitive person.
He scratched his neck in much annoyance, "I'm getting too old for this." Gabriel marched himself towards her, wanting to help, but now he was believing he was pushing himself too far. He wanted to help, but Kaye just ran off saying to forget she asked, but Gabriel knew she was still curious, but he wanted to help.
Now it was a moral issue. Geez, talk about complicating things.
"I'm a freakin' geezer now, why am I chasing hot babes and teaching them bowling?" Good question asked, but before he had realized it, he was now in front of Kaye.
"Uh," he found himself lost for words. Gabriel looked at her with his cautious eyes, Gods, he said to himself, the adjective that came close to her was innocence. Gabriel sighed as he sat beside her on the booth.
"Sorry I scared ya'," he apologized bluntly. As awkward as this situation had become, Gabriel now felt as if it was his duty to show Kaye a good side of himself. Crap, where to start? "I'm Gabriel," he placed his hand on his chest instead of extending his hand; he theorized that Kaye probably didn't want to touch the aggressor. "You wanna play bowling?" he bluntly asked. "It's mighty fun I promise to ya'."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 9, 2007 1:18:04 GMT -5
Sorry it took me a while hon'
Gabriel was actually surprise by Kaye's outcome, not only was she polite, she admitted to him that she was not afraid of him. It was an expecting outcome from her, and it did not fail to surprise Gabriel. It seemed as if Kaye had revealed an ounce of her true colors, something Gabriel found to be relatively interesting.
"Okay then," he chuckled. Gabriel was the one lost now, her limited response placed him in a corner. He didn't know whether he should simply place the bowling ball in her hands or demonstrate the technique of throwing a bowling ball down the lane. But since he was showing her how to play this awkward game, he might as well demonstrate it for her first.
"Allow me to demonstrate," he smiled back at Kaye as he was already at his lane. He reached into his pocket and grabbed a simple rubber band and tied his hair with it in a simplistic ponytail. Gabriel twitched his fingers before inserting them in his purple 14 pound ball.
He centered himself on the opening of the lane, a full set of pins already anxious to be striked by the invincible ball. He took deep breaths as he was preparing to launch the ball. He took one step forward as the ball in his hands swung slightly back, another step, another inch the ball retracted from his front. As he was just at the edge, he released his ball directly in front of him.
The ball moved smoothly on the track, as if it was gliding on thin air instead of the lane. The ball crashed into the pins, leaving none standing. Gabriel gripped his fist, enjoying the sight of victory. He walked back to the scoreboard, realizing he has not made another player for Kaye.
"Y'know," he swung his shoulder in relaxation. "I don't think you told me your name yet."
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