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"Sympathy for a Slushie Slinger" by thatdoodlebunny
The ref’s whistle blew, signalling the end of the practice skirmish. Just in time too. Tulay, the newbie on Mystery Island’s team, had just sent a Darigan Yooyu through the net, cementing the team’s victory that day. Sure, this was a practice match, but it was the last practice match before the real games begin.
She felt a large hand clap her on the back and a friendly, booming laugh.
“Nice work today, Tulay,” her Mynci captain, Volgoth, chuckled, “The Darigan ones can be pretty tricky to handle.”
Tulay smiled back, “Let’s hope I can keep this level of control in a real match. Most of the time, they go backwards on me.”
“Oh yeah. Right into the net, eh Selmon?” Volgoth said cheekily.
“Oh, like you haven’t!” the defender called back from across the field.
This playful ribbing was common within the team. Tulay was so relieved to have been welcomed so easily.
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