Volleyball League Practice Catch-all

[bluecastleace]

Who: primarily those who signed up to participate in the Void’s new volleyball league, but anyone and everyone is welcome!
What: volleyball practice for the new Void volleyball league
Where: the underground gymnasium
When: early December
Content Warnings: none yet, but will update if necessary!


((ooc: this log is gonna be used for a few practice sessions, as well as a practice game and other such things! Iwaizumi will be sharing his knowledge with everyone and acting as a coach of sorts until the practice game, so feel free to use the TLs to interact with him, or make your own TLs under the sections to start your own threads with your teammates or others participating! also, if you are not a player but want to be in the audience or are playing another role, feel free to make TLs reflecting that! everyone is welcome (walk/ins included!) If you have questions or want to plot, feel free to add me on Plurk at pantheraliam))

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[bluecastleace]

[Whoops. Looks like one of his players is down for the count. Iwaizumi nudges him with a sneakered foot, laughing a little as he does so.]

Woah, buddy. You overdo it a bit out there or what?

[kimihiros]

(no response. the light around him is as dark as it was before iwaizumi came around. it's mugetsu who responds, jumping from kimihiro's neck to iwai's hand, wrapping around it and squeaking anxiously so that the man wakes kimihiro up.

it's damn near impossible for mugetsu, kimihiro's ears already filter the squeaks.)

[bluecastleace]

Huh? [Iwaizumi is naturally a little surprised when Mugetsu wraps around his hand (though it’s also pretty fucking neat), but the anxious squeak makes Iwaizumi think that something more serious might be wrong. He stoops down lower, giving the man’s shoulders a healthy shake, brow furrowed with concern now.]

Hey Kimihiro, wake up. The game’s over, but that doesn’t mean you can just pass out on the floor.

[kimihiros]

Who're call-- (it's a much more annoyed tone than iwai recognizes, only because his sleepy self somehow has mistaken iwaizumi's attempt to help with doumeki's ungentle manners.

when he does realize it, he just taps the other's arm to let go, his tone much more polite now, even if it is still sleepy in essence.)

Apologies, Iwaizumi. I thought you were someone else... Seems like I dozed off again.

[bluecastleace]

Seems like it. [Iwaizumi glances down at his wrist to see if Mugetsu is still wrapped around it.] Your friend seemed a little worried. You okay down there?

[kimihiros]

(mugetsu was, but not for long. as suddenly as he left kimihiro, he returned, gently pressing kisses along with loving squeaks on his master's face.)

Yeah, sometimes the sleep thing is wonky. (only phrased like this because he knows it's news.) I haven't found a schedule yet.

(but like, has he ever? kimihiro is known for sleeping through afternoons, mostly because of his physical restriction. dreams are fine though and he travels through them, hence never actually having a set time.)

[bluecastleace]

Wonky’s one word for it, yeah.

You think you’ll be able to make it home? [Pause.] You did manage to find a place to stay, right?

[kimihiros]

Temporarily, yes.

(he looks grumpy because he is a little grumpy and salty about it. not only is he out when he couldn't physically leave but also where the fuck is his home?? he'd like his home!!)

I'll be fine, don't worry. Mugetsu's got it.

[bluecastleace]

That true, Mugetsu? [He says, half hoping the fox will sell out his master so he can quit rejecting the help that Iwa is pretty sure he needs.]

I don’t know, man. How’s the light around you right now?

[kimihiros]

You two. I'm fine. (huff, huff, huff. mugetsu looks annoyed at kimihiro for a beat or two, but it barely phases the man. it's not so much kimihiro falling asleep that he is concerned about, but his lack of abilities to protect him should that happen.

after all, something similar had happened when he was younger. this is actually more close to home than one would think. the light around him is dim, and he yawns. he's ready to go.)

I should be good to get to my bed.

[bluecastleace]

Yeah, well. I’m headed that way anyway. [He wasn’t. He was definitely going to stay and continue practicing long after everyone had left, maybe even stay the “night” in the gym like he has been the past few days, and he’ll probably come right back once he gets this weirdo home, but...Kimihiro doesn’t need to know that.] The apartments, right? Let’s go.

[kimihiros]

(narrowing different color eyes, kimihiro just ends up leaving a sigh and gesturing for them to start walking.)

Fine. I'll make us some tea.

(it's said with a bite - there's just something about iwai that aggravates him very, very much. wonder what that is?)

We can skip the walk if you wanna

[bluecastleace]

[The bite doesn’t faze Iwa, though he does notice it as he follows behind Kimihiro. Never before has he been offered tea so bitterly - it’s almost kind of funny.]

Tea works.

[It’s a somewhat long walk to the apartments from here, which is part of why Iwa wants to accompany Kimihiro and make sure he doesn’t pass out on the way. He won’t make too much conversation unprompted on the way though - let Mr. Grumpypants do that if he’s so inclined.]

yeah!!

[kimihiros]

(the walk is long, but kimihiro insists that he can do it - he's not into being babied, but alas, there they are.

the room is rather Japanese, or at least, the most Japanese he could make it with the things he found on the beach. he hopes he doesn't have to tell iwai to remove his shoes before he softly takes mugetsu out of his neck and into the cushion he has made as a bed for the fox. it's with the same softness that he tucks him in.) You should rest too.

(and to iwai, he speaks again.) What kind of tea would you like?

(he had bargained for some down at Heavenly Blanc, so hence, he has a few choices.)

[bluecastleace]

[Naturally, Iwa does take his shoes off before entering, just like he would do with any home - just one more thing he’s tried to hang onto in this place of his own world, his own Japan. The aesthetic of the room doesn’t hurt to remind him either, or at least make him more comfortable with doing so (some people react so strangely to the simplest things).]

Whatever’s fine, but you should sleep soon. [He takes a moment to glance around the place.] You find all this stuff on the beach?

[kimihiros]

(whatever is not an answer, but anyways, kimihiro chooses green tea for him. fire, kettle, now they've got to just wait for it to boil, and by doing so, kimihiro sits at a cushion on the center dinner table.)

I did what I could do make it resemble the shop, but it doesn't in the slightest. (he sighs, thin hands moving to his pipe to clean - he didn't bring it to practice. perhaps that's a reason why he's grumpier than usual.)

[bluecastleace]

[Iwa would probably shoot him a disapproving look at the least if he did. He can’t help but wrinkle his nose just a little at the indication Kimihiro might be about to fill the room with smoke.]

You know, I want to say that’s bad for you, but here...[He shrugs.] Who knows, right?

You sure seem to like it either way. Does it feel the same?

[kimihiros]

I don't normally age and if the injury is physical, it heals.

(read: he doesn't care that much. he'd definitely be dead by now if he were any normal, but he isn't. it's fine.

iwaizumi might notice all the care and love he has as he tends to the pipe, removing all residue as he takes it apart.)

It's... Emotional rather than physical, I suppose. You'd find it very out of place had you met me a few decades ago.

[bluecastleace]

Makes sense I guess. [It’s easy to place that Kimihiro is sentimental about the thing, but Iwaizumi isn’t really one to pry about that sort of thing without reason.]

It looks nice, not that that’s really my thing.

[kimihiros]

I hated it at first, but I grew accustomed to it. The original store owner smoked it more than I do.

(forgive him if he looks a little nostalgic, but either way, the pipe is cleaned and he refrains from using it for now. he usually spends a long time outside because of it, though.)

[bluecastleace]

A hand-me-down?

[kimihiros]

... Not exactly.

(yuuko didn't actually give him anything. he inherited her things out of his free will.)

She's not... Among us. I'm waiting for her return.

[bluecastleace]

...Oh.

[Well, this is...awkward - awkward and sad. Iwa’s never really had any sort of loss like that in his life except for nationals rip nationals, so he can’t really relate, but if he’s waiting for her to come back, then maybe...?]

Does that, uh...does that happen pretty often...where you’re from? People...coming back?

[kimihiros]

Not really, but time stopping isn't very common either, and yet.

(by a miracle, the kettle starts whistling - tea time. it's with much love and care that he pours and prepares it.)

Both of us had the same fate there. Communicating with the other side was never an issue for me, but still, I can't find her anywhere.

[bluecastleace]

That sucks.

[Probably the lamest response he could possibly give, but it’s true enough. He can’t relate, but he can imagine.]

That sucks a lot. I’m sorry.

[He wants to say that she could show up here - it is possible, but...he knows firsthand how miserable it can feel hoping every day to wake up and see someone who isn’t there—

[Maybe he can relate a little after all, huh?]