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[Bull has literally no goddamn clue what he's doing here. Because he's big, buff and supposed to somehow take a ball from a twelve year old without hurting him or lifting him up out of the way.]
[Okay then.]
[He just kind of. Punts his foot in the direction of the ball.]
[Shindou is quick on his feet. Bull's foot comes toward the ball, but he rolls it out of the way without so much as a glance downwards. It's swiped away and behind the boy's feet, to the other side as he steps around the Iron Bull and lets it rest between his feet there.]
That's just how it goes. You won't have to worry about harming me; you can come at me a lot faster and more aggressively. If you can get the ball away from me once, I can show you how to dribble it from there.
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Tackling and sliding to swipe the ball away are fine, but you can't... pick people up. Usually.
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Usually? Who gets to pick people up? I'll play that.
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You kick. That's the basics of soccer.
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And I win?
What's the catch?
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I wouldn't let it be that easy, but if you can get it, I can get something for you in celebration. Lunch?
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[He rolls the ball under his foot.]
Are you ready?
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Just kick it out from under you, eh?
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Give it a shot. I won't be shooting for a goal, but I'm not an easy opponent.
[And with that, he gets into a ready position, knees bent and slightly leaned forward over the ball.]
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[Okay then.]
[He just kind of. Punts his foot in the direction of the ball.]
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[Shindou is quick on his feet. Bull's foot comes toward the ball, but he rolls it out of the way without so much as a glance downwards. It's swiped away and behind the boy's feet, to the other side as he steps around the Iron Bull and lets it rest between his feet there.]
That's just how it goes. You won't have to worry about harming me; you can come at me a lot faster and more aggressively. If you can get the ball away from me once, I can show you how to dribble it from there.