DESPITE THE EXPANSE OF GREEN housing the playing field , it seemed the bushes along the lands’ outskirts favored their game instead ; this marking the third time in which he had sierra's ball ricochet into the brush and unruly weeds since the match’s inception . with a swing of the mallet , anthony's gaze follows the trajectory of his shot , a triumphant brow raising as hers soared into the thicket once more . a smug grin dares to touch along the edges of his cheeks , the mallet acting as a cane as he leans into it , ever slightly .
` * ` * ‘ @xenovair : “ i ... am ... going ... to ... KILL YOU! ”
“ it is a fair shot . ” a shrug of shoulders admits the truth ( all is fair in love and war ) and anthony hardly represses the chuckle escaping his lips . “ though if you no longer wish to resume , i will humbly accept your surrender . ”