You push on me, I'll push you back.

[Leigh O'Conner]

Leigh raised an eyebrow. "Why are we getting punished for winning? And being that she made one of your very few goals, shouldn't she get rewarded?" The blonde gave Sera a look. "See, you should totally play for our side. You get punished either way, and we can totally crip her if you join us."

[Seraphim Donnelly-Rousseau]

"If I join the Dark Side, she'll actually kill me," Sera replied quickly, giving her head a quick turn in Natasha's direction. "She's like.. you know, Jedi soccer master, I'm not fucking with her," she added. She had run a bit, got moving, but ended up stopping just a few paces back, to leave herself open, should Natasha manage to get the ball in their possession. Unlikely, but she was trying, right?

"I see the way she looks at you, she's been letting you win," Natasha teased back. She had been almost on the heels of the ball, but she hadn't been quick enough. She made a dive, and still missed, as the ball soared toward their net. It was a very hard try on the part of their goalie, who ended up face down in the mud in front of her net, but the ball was clearly shot over her head. Game over.

The blonde let out a groan, as Leigh's side of the team began to cheer, and the girls on Natasha's side looked less than impressed.

[Leigh O'Conner]

Leigh immediately flung herself at her teammates, forcing a victory-huddle-glomp thing, full of giggling girls. "We wi-in, we wi-in!" She changed childishly. But it wasn't totally undeserved. Leigh could count on one hand the number of times she'd won without Natasha on her team. And sometimes her-soccer-highness did need to remember that it was a game. She skipped merrily up to Natasha and slung an arm around her, muddying half of her. "Thank you for teaching me everything I know!" she reported, and left a loud, smacking kiss on her cheek, muddying her face, too. "And now I'm gonna shower, winner or otherwise!" She declared, and began running as quickly as she could to the girls locker room.

[Alex Harwood]

Natasha couldn't help but smile, rubbing absently at her cheek, as Seraphim and the rest of the losing team were sidling their ways up beside her. Most of the other girls had taken off after Leigh, apparently intent on getting their first showers. Exhaling heavily, the blonde turned to look at her teammates, and gave Sera a light shove. "Your girlfriend is an asshole," she said simply, still with a quirky smile on her lips, before turning her back, and starting to walk back toward the locker rooms, just as the clouds seemed to be splitting, and a drizzle began to fall.

Lifting her arm in an attempt to shield herself uselessly from the light rain, Seraphim walked behind Natasha, peering over her shoulder and toward the school, where the other girls were just getting inside. "Maybe she is, but you have to agree that those legs are just.. tops, just totally tops. Especially in those shorts. And even covered in mud."

[Leigh O'Conner]

Leigh barely paused to toe off her sneakers and socks, and snag her stuff before she ran into the shower, curling the thin curtain around her and turning on the water. She didn't bother to rid herself of her uniform yet, it was covered with mud, too. She stepped into the blast, shivering as it slowly warmed, and mud trickled down her legs to the floor.

She shuddered a little -- as much as she might enjoy sports, she hated feeling dirty. She could only bear it for a few moments before she began divesting herself of the clothing, jersey-first, which she wrung out carefully and hung from a hook on the wall, then underclothing, which received the same treatment. She always brought a whole fresh outfit, so it wasn't a major concern.

As she stuck her head under the hot water, she worked her fingers into her hair, dislodging clumps of mud. "Ugh," she muttered to herself in disgust, even as she heard several more showers strart and the girls talking.

[Alex Harwood]

By the time that the losing team had gathered up their things from the bleachers, and headed into the locker room, it was already a flurry of girls getting into showers, and changing into fresh clothes. Stepping over a muddy jersey that she thought belonged to Gladys, judging by what she could make out of the numbers on it, Natasha dropped her bag down onto the nearest bench. Grabbing up her water bottle, she unscrewed the top, and finished up the last few mouthfuls.

She was patient enough to wait for a shower, since most of them were taken, and the rest would be overtaken in the next few minutes by her losing teammates. As captain, she would go down with the ship. Or, just shower last, whichever. It was how it usually went after real games, too.

Seraphim was less patient, moving past Erin as she was pulling on a clean shirt, and ducking under Nicole's arm as she was pulling off her mud-soaked shorts, in order to get over to her locker, where she had left her bag. Pulling it out, she held it at a distance from herself, to keep it free of dirt.

As she predicted, every one of the showers were taken. With a frown on her lips, she moved along the aisle, until she found the one with Leigh's bag outside of it, and she dropped her own beside it. "I'm coming in," she said simply, between carefully removing her muddy cleats, and then her socks. "There aren't any other ones open, and I won't take up two hours of your water. Unlike yourself."

[Leigh O'Conner]

Leigh merely stepped away from the voice and back directly into the spray, which was fine. Her hair finally felt halfway clean. She peeked out of the curtain and gave Sera a grin. "Get in here, then, woman. And you know I won't shower for two hours here. I'll do that at home! This is like...preliminary cleaning."

[Alex Harwood]

"Will you stop hassling me, woman?" Sera shot back, although she grinned as she said it, pulling off the muddied jersey, and dropping it onto the floor beside the cleats and socks, before hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts. "I'm trying to get undressed here, and you won't get off my damn back for five minutes," she muttered dramatically, before moving forward and gently pulling the curtain aside, stepping into the shower beside the other girl.

"I think my bra is ruined forever from mud," she sighed, reaching around to unclasp it. "White was a terrible idea, even under the jersey. I didn't think we were going to get this gross."

[Leigh O'Conner]

Leigh reached out and rubbed a smear of mud off of Sera's shoulder, that had somehow managing to get underneath her jersey. "Yeah, probably," Leigh answered regretfully, and then ran her fingers through her own hair, absently. "We shall mourn your bra later," she teased. She grabbed one of her washcloths, lathered it with soap, and handed it to Sera. "I may be a fiend," she admitted, "but at least I'm a clean one."

[Alex Harwood]

"Cleaner than me right about now," Sera replied, accepting the cloth gratefully, and beginning to wipe some of the mud off of her arms; luckily, the flow of the water had gotten off a majority of it already, and she shuddered some at the sight of the filthy water rolling off of her body. "Disgusting sport, this is," she muttered softly, but with a little smile, as she reached toward the shampoo with her free hand. "What do you want to do after we're clean? I mean, other than you going home and taking another shower. It started raining, so you'll probably get wet while we're walking home anyway, unless your mom comes and gets us."

[Leigh O'Conner]

Leigh reached out and plucked an errant bit of grass from Sera's long hair. "I hadn't planned beyond 'get clean'," Leigh answered honestly, scrubbing her elbows, determinedly. "We can go see a movie, go get ice cream. Mm. Ice cream. I'm sure between the two of us, we can come up with something."

[Alex Harwood]

Settling her washcloth aside, Seraphim gave Leigh a momentary glance, before filling the palm of her hand with shampoo. "The fact that your answer wasn't 'sex'? Truly shocks me on about ten different levels, knowing you as I do," the brunette teased quietly, as she leaned her head back into the water, attempting to rinse a bit more of the mud out before she began to actually wash it.

"We could always do a combination of your ideas. We can get ice cream, at the movies. They sell it there, don't they? I haven't gone to see anything since.. Iron Man? With Rath? Seriously. But I kind of want to see Zack & Miri Make a Porno. If only because I think Seth Rogen is the cutest fellow in all of the land."

[Leigh O'Conner]

Leigh giggled a little. "Yeah, I figured I'd throw you off. But one, we're in a communal shower," she teased, although she was relatively sure that no one could hear them over the water. "And secondly, I know I'm bad, but I"m not that bad, sir.

"The movie is a good idea. All I remember is that one commercial where the guy said 'Her name is Bubbles', but I find the line oddly compelling, so it sounds good to me. And they have ice cream. Yay!"

[Alex Harwood]

"You are that bad," Sera teased back, with a little bit of a smirk, as she began to lather the shampoo into her still slightly muddy hair. "I really didn't think a communal shower would throw you off. If anything, I thought you'd enjoy it, being the little daredevil that you are. Getting off on the thrill of possibly being caught, all of that stuff."

Pausing in order to rinse for a moment, before lathering again, the brunette went on. "We'll go see that, then. And we'll get ice cream."

[Leigh O'Conner]

Leigh grinned, and then rolled her eyes expressively. "Everyone knows exhibition is only really fun when there are people around who haven't seen you naked," she teased, stealing the shampoo and lathering her hair for a second time -- the first time the suds had fallen still murky and muddy.

"Sounds fun. Shall we call it a date, then?"