We Ballin' [OPEN]

[telekinetic_badass]

Out of all the things he didn't expect to find here, a basketball court was up there. But there one was, outdoors, along with courts and fields for several dozen other games. So, of course, he decided to get in a few games.

On the court, Julian was in his element. If anyone ever wanted to know how he got so arrogant to begin with, it all started here. He didn't use his powers for most of the games he played, because 1) it was unfair and 2) he didn't need them to win anyway. The few games in which he could use his powers, he couldn't help but show off. It was like watching a live action version of NBA Jam. He's on fire!

Either way, he dominated most of the afternoon, winning five of seven games, and trash talking the whole way. He also shamelessly took advantage of the opportunity to walk around with his shirt of, preening for the ladies and working on his tan.

Right now he was taking a break, though, trying to decide if he wanted to play some more, or head off for something else.

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[visserbasher.livejournal.com]

"Not bad." Loren commented. She'd watched the end of his last game.

Loren grabbed a ball and started dribbling. Basketball wasn't really her thing but that didn't mean she couldn't play it. "Up for another round?"

[telekinetic_badass]

Hello.

Julian tilted his head a little at Loren, and smirked at her. "Think you can take me?" Because, really, its no fun if your opponent thinks they're gonna lose.

[visserbasher.livejournal.com]

Loren smirked back. Really, considering this guys moves, realistically she was sure she was going to lose but like she'd ever admit that. "Only one way to find out." It was possible that Julian might catch a flash of an engagement ring around her finger, but knowing Julian it was even more likely he would be staring at other things.

[telekinetic_badass]

No, he missed that bit of bling. He was busy checking other parts of her body.

"Alright, sweetheart." He wiped some sweat off of his face, and took a defensive position between her and the basket. "Your ball."

[visserbasher.livejournal.com]

Watch those eyes, Julian. You might get more than you bargain for and not in the good way.

Loren moved in one direction, then in the other, and back again, trying to make Julian uncertain as to where she was really going before finally picking the left side to try and bowl past him.

[telekinetic_badass]

Julian could've bodied up to her to stop her, but he decided to take it easy on her. Besides, though he had seen her around the ship, they technically only just met. He shouldn't make with the excessive physical contact right off the bat.

Still, he reached in and tried to poke the ball away from her while she drove to the basket.

[visserbasher.livejournal.com]

Loren's reflexes were quick and she managed to keep the ball and took a shot but it rebounded against the hoop. "Shoot!"

[telekinetic_badass]

Julian chased down the ball, and took it back to the top of the key.

"Not bad," he admitted, though that overly confident smirk never left his lips, "but let me show you how its done."

He started to drive to his right, but stopped mid-way and pulled up for a fifteen foot jumpshot.

[visserbasher.livejournal.com]

Now that was impressive. Loren managed not to gape. "Alright, how'd you do that? Did you eat ten eggs a day when you were little?" Either he was an alien (like from Star Trek definitely not an alien from her world) or he had some powers.