Round 1: Keirsta Chree vs. Grace Crowe

The member 'Falcon the Wretched' has done the following action : Dices roll

'10-Sided Die' : 7, 1, 2, 8, 4, 4, 6, 3, 4, 4

OoC; Yeah. Unless by some miracle Grace scores.

IC;

Keirsta Chree scores
45 - 0
Match point.

The member 'Kitty' has done the following action : Dices roll

'10-Sided Die' : 7, 9, 5, 10, 9, 7, 2, 4, 5, 9

OoC: Holy bejeezus, you were destined to win.

The member 'Falcon the Wretched' has done the following action : Dices roll

'10-Sided Die' : 1, 6, 4, 2, 6, 4, 5, 5, 10, 8

OoC; It seems so.

IC;

Keirsta Chree scores.
60 - 0

Keirsta Chree wins the set.


Keirsta was panting by the time the match was over, and as such she was rather tired. Seeing that she had won, and that the final swing had come down to Grace missing the ball, it was a rather close game. Wiping the sweat from her forehead, she held her tennis racket in one hand and walked to the other side of the net, going over to where Grace Crowe was. "Good game, you played well."

She lost. That was really all there was to it. To be fair, she had actually scored two points despite having basically no training in the sport, but it still felt a bit embarrassing. Despite the unknown 'help' from her opponent, she was still worse for wear, having bent over, hands on her knees, and gasping for air. When she got back up, she was still clutching the racket tightly, though her hand, like most of her body, was drenched in sweat. When her opponent came over to congratulate her, it was hard to tell if her face was red from embarrassment or from exhaustion. "O-oh, th-thank you. Y-you played really well."