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Rogelio Reyes here. I can teach you futbol or something. Don't laugh at my English.

[sylvester-joshi-deactivated2017]

“Goalie? So you also got the easiest position, where you won’t have to run. Lucky you,“ Sylvester said, not caring if it may sound sarcastic. “It isn’t, no. I knew some people who played, so they invited me to join a few times,“ he said. It was kind of true. The reality was that they usually played it in prison and he didn’t feel like watching from the sideline every day.

[rogelio-reyes]

He felt the heat flush his cheeks. Being a goalie was no laughing matter. He took it seriously, but the other’s comment made him embarrassed for admitting his position. Trying to shake it off, he chuckled awkwardly and nodded. “Cool? I guess...”

[sienna-swan-blog]

“Okay… If you’re sure.” Sienna said, nibbling on the inside of her cheek for a moment. “Um, I’m— I’m Sienna, by the way. It’s nice to meet you.”

[rogelio-reyes]

“Rogelio.” He replied back, holding his hand out to the other. “Sienna is a nice name. Uh... So... how do you like today?” Rogelio continued, trying to attempt a conversation with the other.

[marcoriccix]

“He lives up to the name? How so?” she questioned with a bright smile.

[rogelio-reyes]

“Mi hermana has a few problems...” He trailed off with a slight shrug. “El Salvador mean the savior, so... He live up to it.”

[mxckay-deactivated20151104]

Johnie smiled, reaching out to shake Rogelio’s hand. He seemed nice. He was almost glad he tripped the man, as they got to talk. “Nice to meet you, wonderful Rogelio.”

[rogelio-reyes]

He shook the other’s hand firmly, feeling the heat flush to his cheeks as he repeated the word ‘wonderful’. It had a nice ring in their voice, and it made his stomach ache a bit. “Nice to meet you, Johnie.”

[harlsholiday-deactivated2015101]

     “That’s wonderful”, the brunette started out then. “And absolutely amazing. I hear Spain is absolutely gorgeous.” Traveling had always been something that she wanted to do, but with Harley’s job and her great-aunt completely ill, she rarely ever got the chance to do so. In fact, it had been such a long time since she stepped foot out of the town itself. “So is the ball like, black and white or something? Would that be it?” 

     She pointed to a certain round thing over on the horizon, impaled between a log and the ground. “Hopefully that’s not too bad to get, right?”

[rogelio-reyes]

“It is!” He chirped in reply, smiling madly. He loved speaking of his home country, and always enjoyed sharing the meals and culture to others. “Do you like food? I make Spanish meals.” Rogelio offered, “for help me look for futbol, yeah? It is red and black.”

His gaze followed where she pointed, raising his hand to cover the rays of light that hit his face, squinting. “Uh, pero... No? I do not think so. I can kick it out.” He then said before he started to walk towards it. It was his favorite ball, but if he had to abandon it, he will.

[harlsholiday-deactivated2015101]

     An understanding nod fell out of Harley then. Constantly being on the go had been her career, following around children all day and getting them to sit still enough in order for her to be able to teach them their basics. “At least you’re releasing the energy instead of keeping it contained”, she started out, but smiled greatly when the slip of the other’s native language fell through. “I don’t want to be rude, but can I ask where you’re from?”

[rogelio-reyes]

“Right.” He said, nodding. However, when she asked where he was from, a smile crossed his face. “Espania! I study in New York for few years, and DC United trade me to ‘nother team. That is why I am here.” Rogelio finished with a slight nod. He didn’t mind the move as he was closer to his home. 

[marcoriccix]

With a grin, Lana held back another laugh, and then murmured softly, “I see. Now it all makes. It could have been worse though, a lot worse, could have been named Germany.”

[rogelio-reyes]

“Alemania?” He repeated in Spanish, chuckling. “But that would be a terrible name! El Salvador is nice. He live up to the name, the perrito.”

[mxckay-deactivated20151104]

“Yeah, yeah,” Johnie quickly replied. “B-Barely touched me. Uh, I’m Johnie,the wonderful p-person who almost tripped you.”

[rogelio-reyes]

“Rogelio.” He responded, taking a seat beside the redhead. Reaching his hand out to the other, he wiggled his fingers so he could take the other’s. “The wonderful person you almost trip.”

[sylvester-joshi-deactivated2017]

“As in… you actually get paid to kick a ball? Damn, sounds like a great job then. I take back all I said. Oh yeah? I don’t know. I’ve played a bit of basketball but it sucks just as much as watching the game. Not sure if football will be much different.“

[rogelio-reyes]

He nodded. “Si. Well, I am a goalie. Pero, I have play the forward position at times.” Rogelio shrugged. He was a better goalie than a forward, but he eventually wanted to get better at that position.  “Basketball? It is not very European, is it? Pero, I promise futbol is better.” He finished with a smile, taking the seat beside the male.

[sienna-swan-blog]

“Oh, a-are you sure?” She asked, somewhat surprised, but not sure why. “I don’t mind helping…”

[rogelio-reyes]

He nodded. “It is okay.”

[leahlistens]

“Pretty sure you were one once,” she laughed, throwing a wink his way. “Any time. And, for the record, I totally think you could take the kids.”

[rogelio-reyes]

He raised an eyebrow, standing up straighter. “Take the kids? I am a professional...” Rogelio trailed off, licking his lips. “I can, si.”

[tripp-dyer-deactivated20151105]

“I get that. It’s like losing your favorite pencil. Like, you know you have plenty laying around the house or you can just buy some more, but it just doesn’t feel right.” Tripp stopped his rambling and looked around. “Wanna spread out? I’ll look over there and you search over there?”

[rogelio-reyes]

He nodded, trying to catch on to what he was saying exactly. Favorite pencil? What did that have to do with anything? He had a desk and specific stations for all of his things. Maybe it was some weird analogy he didn’t quite understand.“Uh, si. That will be perfecto.”

[rogelio-reyes]

mxckay:

Johnie smiled, glad that the man was alright. He looked familiar, probably seen around the town.

“I’m f-fine, I’m fine. Good, I’d feel so-so bad if I hurt you.”

He shook his head. “I am perfect. I have had worse, mi amigo. Are you sure you are alright?”

[rogelio-reyes]

harlsholiday:

     “Great”, Harley let out then, mirroring his smile and started in the direction where she figured the ball might be. Her steps were small, slow, and turning her upper frame to see if he’d manage to follow her in their journey. “So you must have kicked it pretty far, huh”, she laughed out gently, trying to make small talk. “Were you playing by yourself?”

“I got excited.” He muttered as he began to follow her. He could feel the heat rise to his cheeks. It didn’t seem that many followed soccer. Or, at least, the team he was on. “Pero, yes. I was practicing. I get, what’s the word, restless? I can’t sit still.” Rogelio then shrugged, skipping a few steps so that he was now walking alongside the stranger.

[rogelio-reyes]

harlsholiday:

     A sigh managed to escape her then, turning her head to where the other had pointed and then back to where they were. Math hadn’t been her strong suit; but with quick calculations in her head, she pointed back to where he did and then moved her arm back here. “Okay”, she offered out then, strong conviction in her voice. “I still don’t know where your ball might be, but I can help you look for it if you’d like.”

Her expression made him wonder what she was doing. Probably trying to figure out where it was, right? He was beat. He kicked it, the sun got into his eyes and now he’s here, asking random people if they knew where it went off to. However, he nodded and offered the female a smile. “Please. I’ll appreciate it.”

[marcoriccix]

Lana nodded her head whilst idly chewing on her bottom lip, and then laughed when he mentioned the X-Men – she could understand, her youngest brother was into superheroes and it really was all she heard about when he was around. “I figured,” she answered with a light smile. “Oh? What country exactly?”

[rogelio-reyes]

Her laugh caused him to smile. It was nice and infectious. Well, aside from the fact that Rogelio was a very cheerful person, of course. “El Salvador,” he responded effortlessly. “But we call him Sav.”

[sylvester-joshi-deactivated2017]

“I’m not an idiot, I know the basic rules. I just don’t get why people like it. It’s running after a ball. And kick it between two poles. Then again, I don’t guess why people like many other sports. It all sounds really… lame.“

[rogelio-reyes]

“I’m a professional athlete.” He said simply with a shrug. “It is my job...” Rogelio trailed off, pointing to the espace between the other so he could sit. “It is fun if you are in the game. Watching it? Not  much.”