[ Although Maren fumbles the catch, she does manage it. She gives the ball a long look with pursed lips as she recalls the grip Kazue just showed her, her mind working every possible angle and detail she had taken in as she turns her gaze to the open glove. She doesn't look at the ball again. No, she grips it a little awkwardly, but with near perfect form for her attention to detail and when Kaz says throw it -- ]
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[ -- she throws it, and hard, harder than anyone might have imagined she could given her size. Heads up, Kaz. There's a hot potato coming your way and it's pretty well on course! ]
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[ -- she throws it, and hard, harder than anyone might have imagined she could given her size. Heads up, Kaz. There's a hot potato coming your way and it's pretty well on course! ]