[Sakuma doesn't actually sound very sorry, but at least he doesn't seem to be deriving any pleasure from the rule against power use? Though, of course, no one from his world ever would. While their idea of soccer wasn't dependent upon the use of hissatsu, the ability to use such a power certainly helped give life the sport they all knew and loved. Without hissatsu, powers that were born from their sweat and teamwork, soccer was just...a sport. And to some people that was fine, but not for Sakuma. Not when soccer had become for him, and for everyone back home, a way of life and for some, even a home when they had no other.
Not using powers...it feels empty. But for now, at least, it's still safer. He'd rather that than have an accident on his hands.]
We'll start with dribbling, which is also a good way to warm up.
[Although he's not really sure if she has to warm up or not. How do alien rocks even work?
He considers this as he motions her out a little further into the field and away from those spying kids, kicking the ball along with him before he stops suddenly, somewhere out in the middle, and gestures for her to look down at his feet.]
Dribbling is what we call bringing the ball up and down the field with our feet. The part of the foot you want to use to kick it is the laces. Which...if you were wearing shoes, would be along the top of your foot.
[He regards her feet for a moment, idly wondering if she even has a bone structure. If what he saw that day in the living room is any indication, the answer is...probably not. Or at least not one that resembles anything human. So trying to point out which bone to aim for is likely going to be a useless endeavor.]
Anyway, you want to aim for the middle of the ball with that spot, but since we're not shooting, you don't want to use too much strength. [And he demonstrates slowly, planting his left foot slightly behind the soccer ball and just a few inches to the side, slowly bringing his right foot forward, knee bent, and laces connecting as his leg swings. The resulting 'push' sends the ball towards Lapis with fine accuracy, but not much speed, so that when it lands nearby in the grass, it'll roll to a stop before her or give her a chance to stop it on her own.] Which foot is your dominant one?
yeah that explains a lot tbh
[Sakuma doesn't actually sound very sorry, but at least he doesn't seem to be deriving any pleasure from the rule against power use? Though, of course, no one from his world ever would. While their idea of soccer wasn't dependent upon the use of hissatsu, the ability to use such a power certainly helped give life the sport they all knew and loved. Without hissatsu, powers that were born from their sweat and teamwork, soccer was just...a sport. And to some people that was fine, but not for Sakuma. Not when soccer had become for him, and for everyone back home, a way of life and for some, even a home when they had no other.
Not using powers...it feels empty. But for now, at least, it's still safer. He'd rather that than have an accident on his hands.]
We'll start with dribbling, which is also a good way to warm up.
[Although he's not really sure if she has to warm up or not. How do alien rocks even work?
He considers this as he motions her out a little further into the field and away from those spying kids, kicking the ball along with him before he stops suddenly, somewhere out in the middle, and gestures for her to look down at his feet.]
Dribbling is what we call bringing the ball up and down the field with our feet. The part of the foot you want to use to kick it is the laces. Which...if you were wearing shoes, would be along the top of your foot.
[He regards her feet for a moment, idly wondering if she even has a bone structure. If what he saw that day in the living room is any indication, the answer is...probably not. Or at least not one that resembles anything human. So trying to point out which bone to aim for is likely going to be a useless endeavor.]
Anyway, you want to aim for the middle of the ball with that spot, but since we're not shooting, you don't want to use too much strength. [And he demonstrates slowly, planting his left foot slightly behind the soccer ball and just a few inches to the side, slowly bringing his right foot forward, knee bent, and laces connecting as his leg swings. The resulting 'push' sends the ball towards Lapis with fine accuracy, but not much speed, so that when it lands nearby in the grass, it'll roll to a stop before her or give her a chance to stop it on her own.] Which foot is your dominant one?