Pyramid Court, Friday Afternoon (After the Fashion Show)

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Owing to various . . . well, distractions, you could say, Anders hadn't actually hit the Pyramid court in about a week, and the guilt was finally kicking in. Besides, he'd told Parker they'd play today.

So here he was, balls and bag of protective gear laid out along the sidelines, doing his warmup stretches. A couple of hours of this would get his mind off of possible impending doom.

. . . yeah.

[OOC: Mainly for mparker17, but very much open if you'd like to watch or join in not dirty. Interaction from me will be very slow until about 8:45 PM EST, and full speed ahead after that.]

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"I know too much?" Parker grinned at him, getting ready for the next tip-off.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"You have way too much ammo to use against me." Anders rolled the ball around beneath his fingertips and set up for the faceoff. "But I don't mind, from you. Pictures in the hallways and all, I don't really mind."

He tried the shoulder fake and hoped it threw her off enough to let him snag the ball before she realized it.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Not likely. "Awwwww. That is so cool of you." Parker dodged, and ducked, and lunged forward, bouncing the ball off a rebound surface. "I'll put that in the eulogy too!"