Why is he thinking? We all know this leads to bad things.

[weiss_tank]

[Ken needed to think.  After all, there's lots to think about, this place, the weird ass stuff that happens here, not to mention the fact that people are getting back abilities that are superhuman, but perhaps they aren't out to kill him or cause mayhem or get immortality out of it. 

So, he went to the place he felt the most comfortable.  You can now find the former soccer pro doing the legit thing he does best, showing off his skills with a soccer ball at Tiger Field, the field out by the high school.  Why there instead of the park? Its cause it has goal posts of course.  He's camped out in the middle of the wide open space and is willing to do tricks for you.  Seriously, movement helps him cope.  So feel free to bother him, try and steal the ball, talk  or just applaud, he's actually quite good and doesn't mind an audience.

Right now he's just bouncing the ball off his head meditatively.]

Comments

[metal-idol-key.livejournal.com]

[O HAI KEN. Key will be cutting through the field from her school. She didn't recognize Ken, of course, since they only talked on the phone.]

What are you doing? Shouldn't soccer be played with more than one person, should it not? Because there should be two teams.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[O HAI KEY. Don't worry, he's just as friendly in person

stops, smiles, stops bouncing the ball for a minute]

I'm just playing around. And yeah, that's how soccer's usually played. But I can still practice when its only me.

[metal-idol-key.livejournal.com]

[Key looks at the soccer ball.]

Practice. Do you like soccer a lot?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Ken strikes a proud pose]

I do! Its my favorite sport in fact! Do you play?

[metal-idol-key.livejournal.com]

[Key manages an unsure glance.]

Key has never played any sport before.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[He smiles gently and holds the ball in his hands, he's used to coaching little kids]

Would you like to try? You don't have to do what I was doing, you can kick it around with your feet too.

[metal-idol-key.livejournal.com]

[She raises her hands up toward the ball, though she doesn't grab it yet.]

...But Key will not be very good at it.

[notyoureditor.livejournal.com]

[Have a kid with his nose too far in a comic book to notice where he's walking.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Ken didn't see Nic comming, and nearly fell over when he bumped into him from behind.]

W-Whoa! Hey! [He managed to catch himself]

[notyoureditor.livejournal.com]

[Bumping into Ken makes him drop the comic right into the damp grass. Woops]

Sorry. I wasn't paying attention....

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[He herdles the ball between his own feet and out of the way, and smiles] Don't worry about it, no harm done.

[notyoureditor.livejournal.com]

Not to you. But my comic's all wet now.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Ken blinks and looks down at the ground, so it is]

Geez, sorry about that. Hopefully it'll dry out ok.

[fuelefficient.livejournal.com]

[Watching...and playing DS at the same time. Japan found soccer football rather fun this past year.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Notices he has an audience, grins more and switches to juggling] Hi there!

[fuelefficient.livejournal.com]

Ah, greetings.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[see's the DS, he knows what a gameboy is, but the DS is a little after his time] What's that?

[fuelefficient.livejournal.com]

This? [holding it up]

It is a Nintendo DS.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Eh? Wow, cool, 'st anything like the game boy?

[braided_icarus]

[Here Ken, have an alchemist watching from the side of the field, passing after classes. They didn't really have soccer back home. At least, that he paid any mind about.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Ah, so a curious critter approaches mmm? Ken grins and switches to bouncing it on his knee. He grins and waves at Ed]

[braided_icarus]

What are you doing?

[Watching the ball, curious. His 'sport' was sparring with Al, or fighting for his life, more or less.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Practicing juggling. Did you just get out of school? [Well Ed looks kinda young and they are right next to the high school]

[braided_icarus]

Isn't juggling....with your hands....? I thought, at least?

[Hitching his backpack further up his shoulder.] Yeah. Catching up, missed a bit with Westport and all. Better to not get yelled at, upset the Major General and Mom and all.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Huh? No! It's also a term in soccer. [Wow, he's got a lot of edumacating to do there for poor Ed about the joys of soccer]

Ouch, you got caught in Westport?