JINAH:
open to : any gender connection : any I tried showing off, but oops!
“Watch this.” Jinah giggled, bright smile plastered across her face. She juggled a soccer ball with her feet skillfully, looking back up to the other. “I`ve been practicing some new footwork.” she shrugged as if it was nothing, but as she was distracted, her foot landed slightly to the left, exactly where it shouldn`t have. Directly on the ball. Feeling her ankle roll, she fell to the ground, making a hard thud on the ground as she landed. “Ow.” she grumbled, gripping her ankle. Looking up to her companion, Jinah pouted. “I don`t think I can stand up.” she grumbled.
Eyes on the round object. Despite having been in the world of humans for some time now, he still half expected the ball to grow teeth and the real chase to begin any moment now (after all, why would the ball tolerate such a rough treatment) but nothing of such happened. Instead, Jinah’s feet gave underneath her and that’s how the ball got its revange. “Ball: Jinah, round one. 1:0.” Dread moved and crouched in front of the woman, leaning to check on her ankle; it’s still there, what’s the great fuss about? “There’s no wound.” he stated, only half-content that he could be the barer of good news. After all, that meant the ball was no sentient being and that was rather disappointing.
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