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[big_badass_hero]

 Who| Chris and all tributes mentors, stylists... everyone
What| FOOTBALL!! Guys doing guy things... 
Where|  Parade grounds
When| noonish thursdayish
Warnings/Notes| It's football, no padding, and really tough rules?  BAH! we don't need no stinkin' touch rules full on tackle damn it!


Chris had managed to have a ball made, it wasn't really pig skin, but standing in the currently empty training center's parade grounds he took a few steps back, throwing it to test it.  The ball would work.  Going to get it again he just had to wait to see who showed up.  Then he'd figure out how to team them up.  Even if it was just a few of them, should be fun right?

He tossed the ball up again, pretty sure the area he chose would be good enough for what he wanted.  It was bigger than the stadium at Raccoon City Community College, but they just needed the length, and with the training center full of kids who needed the down time for training he felt the empty yard was better than biting into everyone's space.

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[luckofthedevil]

Alex laughs at the gadget comment. The gadgets had been one of the few nice things about MI6. Smithers could always be counted on to make something interesting. They were just never the sort you saw in spy movies.

"I've been to a rugby match or two," Alex quipped. "I've seen tackles."

Of course, the rules for tackling were probably different between the two games.

[big_badass_hero]

"What? Come on the toys and cars were great!" He grinned, what else could he say about it.

"It's a little different, though same goal, keep the ball out of the opponent's goal."