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Flag Football, Camp Gym - 10am

John had the gym all set up for the first real Flag Football practice. He hoped people had gotten their voicemails or heard the radio broadcast (but not the Bo Peep bit).

John had set up a table with more copies of his handout. Two crates were on the gym floor: one containing dozens of footballs, and another with flag belts and red and yellow flags.

Willow was off to the side, being a good co-captainy type and John was pacing, eager for practice to begin.

[ooc: Open to all! ~~Please wait for~~ OCD is ready! Willow modded with permission]

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"Ah, right. It's all coming back to me now." he said, attaching the flag properly.

"Good thing, cuz we need all the seasoned players we can get," he said. "I take it you've played some sort of football before?"

"I did in middle school but then I moved on to surfing at stuck with that." he said. "I still watch a ton of football on TV though."

"I'm Dick Casablancas by the way." he said, remembering he'd never seen this guy before.

John snapped his fingers recognizing the name, "Aha! I know that name, you're Annette's boyfriend, aren't you? I'm John Sheppard."

"Yeah, I am." said Dick, nodding. "Annette's told me about you. You guys hang out a lot, right?"

Jealous type? Him? Never!

"That we do. Annette's my pie-buddy, among other things," he said.

~~John play into someone's jealousy? Whatever are you talking about?~~

"Pie-buddy. Right. She told me about that." he said, trying to remain casual. The back of his mind was flailing about the 'among other things' part.

"For a such a tiny girl, she sure does like a lotta whipped cream," John said with a totally straight face.

If Dick had been drinking something at that moment he would have done a spit-take. Luckily he wasn't.

"Well, she can eat all the whipped cream she wants." said Dick after he managed to get that dumbfounded look off his face. "We have our ways of working it off."

"Yeah, Annette's a great girl to work out with. She is very teachable and has excellent form," he paused. "I'm glad she's joining flag football."

Dick was having a tough time keeping up with the dirty insinuations. Poor boy just got confused way too easily. So he just nodded.

"Yeah, well, make sure to teach her how to not hurt herself." he said. "She got beat up enough by Turtle and her kicking."

John grinned, "I don't think Annette will be worrying too much about kicked anymore."

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