Shootin some B-Ball (Bayla)

[Alejandro Rivera]

"In west Philadelphia born and raised, On the playground was where I spent most of my days." Private Alejandro Rivera sand loudly as he bounced a basket ball up and down in the empty gym. He'd watched an old re-run of a show that once aired way back in the 90's. He'd only watched three episodes and already had the opening theme song memorized. He liked the main character Will. He reminded him a lot about...well him. Considering he couldn't remember his life before hand. However given his build and his athleticism he pinned himself for being an athlete.  "Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all coolAnd all shootin some b-ball outside of the school When a couple of guys who were up to no good Started making trouble in my neighborhood!" He belted out off key. He was enjoying himself with his leisure time. Dinner had just gotten out so he had two hours before beddy bye time and Ale, was going to spend it playing some B-Ball with himself.  "I got in one little fight and my mom got scared She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'" He said mimicking a ladies voice, as a he ran and jumped in the air. Bringing the ball down he slammed dunked it and hung from the rim as he let out a loud "WHOOOO!!!!" Before he let himself drop. 

He hit the floor, but didn't stumble, didn't teeter, nothing. As solid as a rock. He absorbed the impact perfectly fine. Ale had a large grin on his face, and he started whistling another song to be considered the oldies. "Don't say may name, don't say may name Alejandrooooo." He sang off key. Finding great amusement in the fact he had found a cd with a song named after him by some Gaga lady. He had that song memorized too.

Picking up the ball he whistled the tune and and spun the ball around behind him before bouncing it on the gym floor. Suddenly he dodged around someone that wasn't there, doing another twist, a pivot a dodge, "Alejandro Rivera lines up the shot." He said to himself in an announcer voice. "He aims, Oh No Paisley comes from behind!" Ale moved out of the way, his boots squeaking against the floor. "He turns, he shoots!" Ale turned then and took the shot from the three-point line, jumping and leaning back on one leg. He watched as it swished into the net. "AND THE CROWD GOES WIIIIILD!!!!" He shouted, covering his hands over his mouth to make a quiet "aaah!!!" noise that was supposed to be the crowd. "Ladies and Gentlemen, Alejandro Rivera!!!!" He yelled again, before bowing. "Oh thank you! Thank you! Your so kind! No really!" He said waving to invisible people with a large amused grin on his face. He couldn't help but laugh at himself as he went in search of the ball. Bayla Naveen

[Bayla Naveen]

Bayla tended to have excellent timing. She chalked it up to a side-effect of her time manipulation, since she couldn’t remember experiencing it before she joined the military, but more likely it was just luck. She had been going to the leisure gym to spend some free time jogging laps around the large room. Running was a sort of escape for her, a time when she didn’t think, just ran and pushed her body to its limits; a form of meditation, in a way.

But it looked like today wasn’t the day for her meditation. Even before she entered the gym she could hear a voice shouting and clamoring, and was more than a little curious to see who was making all the ruckus. She stepped inside and raised an eyebrow. Alejandro. Of course. Even during the short time she’d met him to introduce him to the base she’d pegged him as a loud man, and the scene before her proved her correct. She couldn’t help but smirk at his behavior; he made her think of a child. In a good way, of course.

The basketball bounced near her and she scooped it up, holding it under one arm against her hip and watching silently until Alejandro came close looking for the ball. ”You gotta keep better track of your balls, man,” she said with a lopsided grin, looking him up and down rather boldly. ”Or someone’ll come snatch ‘em up and run away with ‘em.” She threw the basketball at his chest with some force, knowing that even if he didn’t catch it in time it would hardly hurt him.

”Let’s see what you got, Private Rivera!” And with that Bayla jogged out into the middle of the court and spread her arms wide, grinning at Alejandro. Game on.

[Alejandro Rivera]

(i know this is very inappropriate but I HAD TO)
Ale's eyes found the ball as it would picked up and he found a wide grin on his face as he saw Specialist Naveen. He arched an eyebrow before one his hands went to his crotch and he groped himself. "Both are still there, I'm good." He snickered. He saw her glancing his body over and the smirk widened. "Are you going to snatch mi bolas Specialist Naveen?" A lopsided grin of his own caught the ball she threw at him. Ale proceeded to then spin the ball up on one finger before he tossed it lightly back and forth between his hands.

His eyes widened a bit in surprise. Not expecting Naveen to want to play ball with him. However it was a nice surprise and he'd welcome it. "Pregunta is, Specialist Naveen...What have you got to stop El Alejandro Eeh?" Alejandro said in deep husky serious voice, before he moved. He was bigger then her, so he had a height advantage. However he had a feeling she was faster. Deciding to strike and strike fast, he dribbled down the court towards her, pivoting around her before he leaned back and took a shot. Hearing the 'swoosh' made him grin loudly before he jogged to bet the ball. He dribbled towards Naveen and then did a chest past too her, before he was all forms of up in her face. Holding his hands out by his sides he grinned as he squatted down a bit. Pressing his body only ever so slightly against hers.

[Bayla Naveen]

Bayla smirked wider, not at all uncomfortable by his display; she was military - grabbing crotches was a normal daily occurrence, among many worse things. ”I might, Private, I'm a shifty woman.”

She waggled her eyebrows at him, and laughed when he got a basket, ”Nice shot, now that you’re warmed up let’s really get this game going. You’re in the big leagues now, puto.” She cackled and caught the ball, not the least bit intimidated by the ten inches of height he had over her.

Bayla dribbled the ball, keeping it out of his reach, and raised an eyebrow at him as he moved closer. ”Careful, now, Rivera, don’t get yourself too excited,” she teased in a low voice, spinning so her back was to him, purposely pressing back against him in a way she certainly wouldn’t do if Roman were around. Was the move technically against the rules of basketball? Maybe… but she played dirty. Anything to win.

When she thought he would be distracted enough by the inappropriate contact, Bayla suddenly spun around him, ducking under his arms and grateful for the big height difference before going for the long shot. The ball bounced off the baseboard and down through the net, and Bayla laughed before running to get the ball and tossing it back to Alejandro.

”I hope you’re not a sore loser, Rivera, cuz I ain’t gonna go easy on ya,” she winked and moved to guard him, eyes twinkling mischievously.

[Alejandro Rivera]

*** about an half hour later ***

"Draw! I call," Alejandro was bent over, breathing heavily and gasping for air. He had removed his shirt a while ago, revealing the clear body of a well toned athlete and the light dusting of chest hair he had, his tan skin was already covered in a film of sweat. "Draw." he wheezed. Naveen had surprised him. Almost handed him his ass a few times. He stood and wiped his brow. A lopsided grin on his face as he glanced over at her. "Got to give you props Naveen. I thought I was a gonner there for a bit." He chuckled, placing his hands on top of his head so he could get more air into his lungs.

He saw a towel rack and walked over and took a towel, wiped his face and part of his chest before letting it hand loose around his neck. He another one and tossed it at Naveen.

[Bayla Naveen]

Bayla was breathing just as hard, and although she wasn't bare-chested, she'd pulled her shirt off and kept only her sports bra on. It wasn't an attractive piece of clothing by any means, being all gray cotton and elastic bands that completely covered her entire chest (not that she had much of a bust to cover; she was all but flat-chested). It felt better, though, having her back and toned, flat stomach bare to the open air - she was damned hot.

Sweat trickled down her back, and she took the towel gratefully, wiping her face off before she grinned, ”I thought you were, too, Rivera, but I guess you're not as much of a pussy as I'd thought!” Her words came out between short breaths, and she stretched her arms high above her and leaned to one side to pull a kink out of her back.

”Not bad, Rivera, not bad at all,” she panted, sauntering over and shoving his arm playfully. ”A little sloppy, but I'm sure I can tighten you up with some one-on-one lessons.” She winked and walked over to the wall, dropping to sit on the floor and lean back against the cool cement, letting out a long, pleased sigh and closing her eyes to enjoy it. Few pleasures in life were greater than being hot and sweaty and touching a cool wall.

Without opening her eyes, Bayla spoke again with a faint tease in her voice, ”So Rivera, what do you think of our lovely Gamma Base so far?”

[Alejandro Rivera]

Ale laughed at her pussy comment. He was far from being a pussy by any means. He watched her punch his arm and stared in fascination as it just grazed off his skin. Nothing, no twinge of pain, he could feel his bicep absorb the momentum and the bounce it off. Man what he would do to test his powers limits. He really wanted that tank to hit him...

He arched an eyebrow at her as a smooth lopsided grin appeared on his face. "Alejandro Rivera is not a sloppy man, he's as smooth and swift as they come chica." He waggled his eyebrows at her. "And what are these lessons going to consist of? The way I see things I'm already tight, hard, and firm. There's nothing else you could teach El Alejandro." He said gesturing towards his body. A smirk was on his face, and plopped down besides Naveen. Extending one leg out while the other was bent. The cement was most welcomed against his sweaty back.

He let a sigh out and leaned his head back. "Considering I don't remember my past life, I'd say it's going good! There's more then one stick in the mud, but there's some people who can also take a joke." He mused. A sneaky grin appeared on his face then. "And there is mui bontia allas," He held his hands out in front of him and moved them like they were moving down a curvy body. " Me gusta." He winked at Naveen before chuckling.

[Bayla Naveen]

Bayla barked a laugh and raised an eyebrow at Alejandro, a shit-eating grin on her face. ”Not sure if ‘being swift’ is something guys tend to brag about, ya know what I'm sayin’? That's no way to attract women.” She cackled, and continued cackling at his next words. ”Boy, you just used three words for basically the same thing. Maybe our lessons should be on not being redundant - I'll define that word for you if you need me to.”

She couldn't help but tease - it was in her nature. And Bayla had a feeling this man could take it, and dish it out just the same, apparently. While Roman, the person on base she spent the most time with, would tease her back sometimes, it never went far, and he was just so reserved that at times Bayla felt starved for attention, for interaction. She was a complete extrovert and he an introvert, and their drastic personality differences could cause friction, even if they rarely argued.

This, however, this felt like scratching an itch that for hours you couldn't quiiiite reach. Deeply satisfying. Bayla raised her eyebrows and turned her head towards Alejandro, ”They haven't assigned you a mate yet? Not that I'd wish being stuck with you on any poor woman, I'm just surprised they aren't breeding the newest recruits as soon as they can,” she chuckled and shook her head.

”You're right about some o’ those chicas being fine, you'd be damn unlucky to get an ugly one.” She paused and eyed Ale with a studious eye before bursting out laughing, ”Though maybe they'd be more on your level, Rivera!” She leaned to the side and bumped his shoulder with hers, grinning madly.

[Alejandro Rivera]

Alejandro raised his dark brows at Naveens comment, a serious look appearing on his face. Almost like she had just offended him. He placed his hand on his chest and let a loud sigh out. "Excuse me Specialist Naveen. The woman I'm mated with will not be a poor woman. Nor an ugly one. There is no such thing as an ugly woman unless it's her personality. She'll be cherished and her body treated like a temple. Every woman is bonita and should be treated as such." He said faking being hurt. He stuck his nose up in the air, holding his palm out to her like he didn't want to talk to her anymore. "Alejandro is offended." He said faking a spanish accent. It lasted for about three seconds before he put his hand down and then leaned down towards Naveen with a cheeky grin on his face. "I can't believe it either." He said winking at her before he clapped his hands together and rubbed them together furiously. Sticking his tongue out at the corner of his mouth. "They're saving the best for last." He said excitedly.

As for his looks he just shrugged his shoulders. "Tis the inside that matters, Naveen, not the outside." He tsked at her, shaking his finger at her. Alejandro considered himself average. It didn't matter what he looked like to him. He had a short stubbly beard, his hair was cut rather short, but when he ran his hands through it he knew it would be thick if it was longer. He had dark eyes and a slightly round face. It didn't matter to him. What Alejandro cared about was on the inside.

He stood up, talking a few steps before he put his hands above his head and stretched. Leaning to the side, he could feel his shoulder muscles bunching up. He rolled his shoulder's then and turned his head in different angles, hearing his neck pop. He let a heavenly sigh out at feeling the tension leave his body.