Log:Soccer Therapy

2019/10/05 Artemis Victory 1

Since being discharged from the hospital, Artemis waited all of an evening to rest up at her quarters in NashCo Tower. Against doctor's orders, she's stepping out of the tower in full armor, looking ready to try and go on patrol again and look for trouble.

Wade is on his way past the building, heading out of Coffeebucks with a drink in hand. He spies Artemis and gives her a wave. "You're up and about! Good to see you!"

Artemis smiles brightly upon seeing Wade and lifts her arm in greeting, only to grit her teeth slightly. She's not yet fighting fit, but is pushing herself anyway. "Greetings, friend Wade! It is good to see you, too. And yes, I am released and ready to protect once again," she says happily.

Wade walks over closer. He smiles. "I can see it on your face. You're pushing yourself too early. That'll take longer to heal if you keep aggravating it."

Artemis sighs with a smile as she lowers her arm. "I am so restless, though. I was trapped in physician care with little to do. I wish to do something physical, or at least entertaining," she bemoans.

Wade chuckles. "Here's the interesting thing. A little patience now means...you'll be back to normal form quicker. A LOT quicker."

He can see Artemis almost visibly squirm as she shifts her weight from one leg to another. "You...are correct again, my friend," she relents, though it pains her greatly. The melancholy is brief, though. "Perhaps there are more human customs I can learn or experience that is not so physical. Or one of your baseball games? Do they occur often?"

Wade smiles. "I suspect you'd hurt yourself trying to play baseball." He tilts his head. "I could teach you soccer, though. That's all with your feet. And your head. No hands allowed."

Artemis smiles at this intriguing notion. "I am intrigued on how you play with just your feet," she ponders before lighting up, having decided this is something that interests her. "Yes, please! Teach me this soccer when you can, my friend."

Wade grins. "Sure, I can teach you. I'll have to grab my soccer ball, but we'll need an open field for it. Perhaps later today?"

"That would be most agreeable," Artemis smiles excitedly. "I can wear my human disguise. I mean, normal clothing. I will have to consult Talia on this."

Wade chuckles. "Dress as if you'll be working out. Armor isn't necessary. But wearing clothing you can move in easily is required."

Artemis nods, perhaps overthinking her preparation for this. "I shall do as you say, and meet you at the appointed time and place. This sounds like it shall be fun," she smiles.

Wade smiles. "In the meantime, you might want to see a soccer match on television, so you can kind of get a feel for what to expect.

Artemis rubs her chin and smiles. "I shall study this soccer to prepare," she promises. "Where shall I meet you? And when?"

Wade thinks about it. "We can use the coliseum again. You're strong enough that I want to be able to have enough room when you kick the ball. That way you won't take out any buildings or windows by accident."

Artemis chuckles. "A wise call. I had not thought of that and would not want to be the cause of more destruction while playing with you."