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Tennis maniacs
Sep. 15th, 2018 10:13 pmAtobe is so much fun to write, seriously. He’s not actually unbalanced, at least not moreso than any of the tenipuri characters, which… okay, that’s not the strongest statement. But he’s just so much more flamboyant in his glee than most of them.
Also, Sanada is going to regret making assumptions, very much and very shortly, and their grudge match will probably be a 24/7/365 thing after this. But that seems to be their idea of fun, by and large, bless their insane little hearts.
Today’s snippet:
Sanada tracked the next serve closely, and straightened with a snort. “Interesting, but certainly not unbreakable,” he called across the net, and Keigo laughed, exhilarated by the solid weight of knowledge in his mind, the knowledge of what Sanada would do with this serve.
“Let’s see, shall we?”
Sure enough, Sanada dashed forward into the next serve to catch it before it bounced. That ball spun wild, nearly hitting the top row of the stands. The fourth ball went wild too, but not nearly as far, and new strokes layered themselves into Keigo’s vision of Sanada’s game. Sanada knew extreme topspin was the way to counter; the next time Keigo’s serve came around, he’d be ready.
Ready to be pulled up to the net, and sacrifice oh so much of his back-court.
Keigo laughed softly, delight singing through him. This… this was the full realization of the World of Ice, to see and to know and to use what he knew to build his whole game, not just individual shots.
This was his game.
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Also, Sanada is going to regret making assumptions, very much and very shortly, and their grudge match will probably be a 24/7/365 thing after this. But that seems to be their idea of fun, by and large, bless their insane little hearts.
Today’s snippet:
Sanada tracked the next serve closely, and straightened with a snort. “Interesting, but certainly not unbreakable,” he called across the net, and Keigo laughed, exhilarated by the solid weight of knowledge in his mind, the knowledge of what Sanada would do with this serve.
“Let’s see, shall we?”
Sure enough, Sanada dashed forward into the next serve to catch it before it bounced. That ball spun wild, nearly hitting the top row of the stands. The fourth ball went wild too, but not nearly as far, and new strokes layered themselves into Keigo’s vision of Sanada’s game. Sanada knew extreme topspin was the way to counter; the next time Keigo’s serve came around, he’d be ready.
Ready to be pulled up to the net, and sacrifice oh so much of his back-court.
Keigo laughed softly, delight singing through him. This… this was the full realization of the World of Ice, to see and to know and to use what he knew to build his whole game, not just individual shots.
This was his game.
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