Practice

[Ron Spence]

Ron was always out and about practicing somewhere, it made it hard to get in contact with people that he wanted to talk to, and there was a list of those now. Instead of going to go find them though he hoped most of them would eventually find him. One of these guys was Viktor, he even left a confusing phone message to the guy asking him a question that he wanted to know. He was personally looking for guys to join the hockey team. Hockey wasn't that popular here but it was popular enough to get a team if he could just find enough people that could skate.

Practicing on the field, he wasn't practicing his football of all things but instead his running and indurance. He had strapped on him a sled by a rope, that had a large number of waights on it. The excersize was simple, simply run forward and then back again while carrying the waight. It was difficult and tired him out, like anybody else, in just a matter of seconds. He was wearing a tshirt in this case to protect himself against rope burn and then black track pants.

[Viktor Ivanov]

Viktor was out of the hospital, and damn happy about it. He reaized that even just those simple 3 days without moving much really weakened him. First thing he wanted to do was get back on the field and practice the 40-yard Dash and do some agility training.

He thought he would be the only one on the field that day, but he wasn't. Spence wa sthere, doing some weight-runs, good for training.

"Yo Spence!" Vik called as he walked onto the field.

[Ron Spence]

Ron never kept up with the drama, usually most heard if somebody was injured, expecially if it was from another student, but Ron was never good at keeping up to any of that. He barley even had a quarrel with anybody unless there was a good reason, like his exgirlfriend Chloe right now. He was friends with Jackson, no need to be enemies, and he hadn't heard a thing about Viktor, which may be the reason he got no call back from him when he left a message.

"Yo.. I-va-newf" He always tried to say his last name back but sucked at trying to say anything in another language and usually ended up butchering it in the end. It was the thought that counts though.

Distaching himself from the sled he walked over to him. "Whats up man? Haven't heard a lot from you recently."

[Viktor Ivanov]

"Well," he said, rolling back his sleeves, which made the surgical scar visible, "I got in car accident and was in the hospital. Just got out earlier today and gunna go try to regain my lost agility from just sitting for that long."

Vik had lost it, he probabaly couldn't even run a 6 minute mile anymore, let alone do a 10 minute agility course. However, he was never one to give up, so even if he ended up getting hurt, he would still play... unless it was truely serious.

Vik began to set up some cones on the field as he talked with Ron.

[Ron Spence]

He jumped a little when he saw the scar, not expecting that to happen at all. That would explain a lot of things though, like it was so hard to get ahold of the guy recently. "Holy shit man!" He was probibly the only one in the school who had not heard about this yet. But he heard about it now.

"That's rough man. Your gonna go practice already? That's pretty hardcore, you sure you can do it?" Whenever he got out of the hospital he was usually put right on drugs and could barley move to begin with. "Anybody else hurt in the accident?" He wanted to know all the details now, even if it was old news, he was conserned about his friend afterall.

[Viktor Ivanov]

"Heh, I guess you just gotta do what you have to do... I still wanna be able to play next season, and I just listened to the Doctor, I would have to be home right now, wasting away. Gotta take matters into your own hands."

Vik had it all planned out now. At least in his head he did. He had set up the cones, and they lead right toward a hurdling course, which was then followed by a straight run.

"As for any others involved, I don't know," he said, looking like he was trying to remember. All I remember is being t-boned in the intersection, then hitting another car."

Vik looked confused. Were the other people hurt? Were they dead? Thoughts flooded his mind.

[Ron Spence]

"Alright, as long as your ok man." He was going to drop the subject as the whole thing was sqirmy and just brought up troubles in everyones mind. "Don't do anything stupid... like I'd do." He had to think about that after he said that since he was a guy always doing dumb things.

"How long 'til you gonna be fine again? 'Cause I got a hockey team I'm trying to build. Which gets me on another question, your russian right? Can you play hockey?" Sure he was totally sterotyping here but he had to ask the questions and running off any clues of anybody on the football or basketball team that they may be able to play hockey. The hardest part at the moment was trying to find somebody that could actually skate since it was ice hockey. Past that, so long as they were good at sports, they were good to go. They weren't about to go into jr a teams or anything, this was all just simple high school sports playing.

[Viktor Ivanov]

"Yea, I play. Used to play defender. man, i haven't played it in a yera or two... love to get bacjk into it," Vik said, witha look as though he were having a good memory.

The course was set, all he needed was to go back to the start and begin. He was off! He weaved between the cones as fast as he could, and almost fell down on the last one. he then rcovered form stumbling and made it to the hurdles, he lept over one, then another, and then so forth! He then finished up by doing a 40 yard dash in 8 seconds.

"So," Vik said while panting, "Did you hear about.." He almost couldn't catch his breath because he was breathing so hard. "About Rinna and I?"

[Ron Spence]

He watched Vik do his excersize routine after telling him that he played hockey. He was glad this guy actually played before as he now found another player. As Vik got back he went on with his one track mind to ask his question. "You wanna join the hockey team then? We need more players. Like obviously wait for you to fully recover and everything but we're lacking members so you should go sign up. It's really good practice and filler time to keep fit for football to." Other then the fighting that was the main reason he did it.

Then going over to his sled it put the waights around himself again and ran himself over to where Vik was, not panting hard since he just put up a strong sprint. "So what do you say man? You willing to join?" He still hadn't gotten back Viktors answering machine message saying yes and a few other details, he hadn't checked his machine quite yet though.

[Viktor Ivanov]

"Yea, why not," Vik said, soon followed by another un at his course. If he was gunna go football and hockey, he needed to get stronger, quick. He firts worked on his agility though, as that was more important to him.

[Ron Spence]

Getting out of his sled little device he showed the rope to Vik. "Wanna become a good bodychecker? Run with this for a while." Most people could barley make it a few steps let alone a whole running distance, it tired a person out in seconds, but for more fit guys like Viktor and Ron, they could put up a bit more of a fight with it. "Ever trained with one of these before? It's harder then it looks because your abs gotta pull it along with your legs." He didn't have any sort of small ammount on there either.

[Viktor Ivanov]

"I'll give it a try," Vik said. The weight was hevay, no doubt, except he could handle it. He then began up the stairs. he was skyrocketing up the firts 1/3, but near the end, he got really tired out. He still worked really hard, but by the end, he had to walk.

"That shit is intense, man."

[Ron Spence]

As Vik gave it a try, for the stairs as well which made it even more difficult when going uphill, Ron just went along with it and acted like a strange football coach as Vik kept trying, pestering him to keep going. "Common man, you can do it, move HARDER. GO!" He was doing what all the guys did on the team to each other to push each other forward. "Your weak, doing this will get you stronger!"

As soon as he started to give up and complain though Ron rolled his eyes. "Don't give me that shit man, that a forfit or you gonna keep going?"

[Viktor Ivanov]

Vik was pissed. Ron made him pissed. but not at him, just pissed at himself for being weak. he then pushed it out and finished to the top. He then decided to do the only thing he could do; go back down. He put on the sleigh, and began to run, uncontrollably down. He couldn't stop if he wanted to. On the 7th step to the bottom, he slipped up, and landed face first, skidding on his chin the rest of the way down. he wa sbleeding, but okay. he hadn't broken his jaw, just had a pretty big gash in his chin that might ened stitches.

"Hey, Ron. Can you get me some water?" he said as he felt his chin, and the blood dripping down it.

[Ron Spence]

He was glad the guy actually put forward an extra effort and went the extra mile, it would mean he would be just that better at sports when they played the games against others. As Vik then desided to go the other way, even Ron saw a lack of logic in that though. How was he supposing to stop? Instead of training waight here, the guy was about to race again gravity and a large ammount of waights on a sled, and he probibly wasn't going to win either, which was bound to end pretty ugly. He would just go with it though and slowly walked down after him.

As he saw his friend make a big fall though he quickly ran over to him to make sure he was ok to witness a large gash in his chin. Wincing a bit he stopped right after as he had seen it quite often before so this sight was getting to be pretty typical. "Dude... I have a feeling your about to go right back into the hospital with that cut on your chin." He then handed Vik an old kleenex he had in his pocket he was using to wipe his sweat, probibly a bad idea of an item to use but nobody said Ron was an expert at this.

"That's a pretty nasty fall you took.. haha hardcore man."