The orbital Basketball cannon

Scarlet had finally found someone to play basketball with! While she couldn't be happier that the changing room wasn't entirely empty, her new playmate seemed to have other plans, ones involving a basketball rocketing towards her at a deadly speed.

In response to the threat, Scarlet held her left hand up before her chest, bending forwards slightly in preparation for if her next plan failed and she was to take a hit from this ball that seemed to have broken the sound barrier in the process of making its way back to her.

With her remaining hand, Scarlet secured the handle of a locker next to her with a death grip, almost tearing off the door as she brought it back and used it as a riot shield of sorts.

The ball slammed into the locker door, both shoving Scarlet's arm backwards and permanently denting it, scratching the little remaining paintwork that it had remaining on its exterior in the process. Merely microseconds after the impact, a the sound of that which could be compared to that of a large gong echoed throughout the changing rooms, forcing Scarlet to wince ever so slightly as it shook her ear drums with plenty of force.

The deafening sound soon dispersed and the ball bounced back in the direction of Harry, hitting the floor quicker and quicker with each small bounce it made in an attempt to reach him.

Scarlet lowered her left arm and gently applied pressure on the locker door, allowing her to peer out from behind it.

"Pheeeeeew!"

Scarlet attempted to close the door of the locker, but was not able to due to the door being so crooked. She then took a moment to cherish just how much damage the ball had done to the locker with what was perhaps the world's largest grin slapped across her face.

"See? Teamwork really does get things done! Like refurbishing lockers. Don't bother packing your things, uhh... you. We're playing Basketball."

Scarlet raised her right hand, and then her thumb, using it to point towards the door she had earlier kicked in and entered through.

Entertainment first, safety second.

"You ought to be more careful."

Scarlet snickered at the words laid out before her and did her best to refrain bursting out into laughter. She brought her left hand up to her mouth and covered it, muffling her laughing as she slapped the locker next to her and knocked it over.

She soon managed to regain her composure and return her anticipation for the game ahead to Harry by shooting her trademark smug grin in his direction. While she did know how to play Basketball at one point, she no longer had the knowledge that she used to of the sport -- this never stopped her, however, and it certainly wouldn't stop her today.

Scarlet followed Harry through into the court, watching as the ball floated through the air and nested its self perfectly in the hoop. As much as she hated to admit it, she was impressed with what she had seen.

"Hmmm..."

Scarlet took Harry's offer into account, and saw plenty of potential in being able to have control over him, even if only for a short amount of time. As she took into the account the fact that she couldn't play Basketball with a team due to her lack of team spirit and team player attributes, she waltzed over to the ball and picked it up.

"Truth is, I'm no team player. If you had me on your team, you'd regret it more than any decision you've ever made in your sporting career. So, instead, how about the loser has to do three things the other person says? You can have me join your team as one of them if you want to, and still have two commands left afterwards."

As Scarlet explained the poor choice that was recruiting her into a situation involving both sports and teams, she made her way over to the half way point in the court and began lining up her shot for the northern net. She soon took her shot, jumping up into the air and sending the ball gliding through the gym on its journey to enter the nets domain. The ball, unfortunately, did not agree with its appointment concerning the net, and hit the ring of the net.

Scarlet tensed up, watching the ball roll around the ring and eventually, after much anticipation, fell through the designated destination and hit the floor once again.

"That is... If you can actually beat me.

Despite her unstable throw, Scarlet couldn't help but be proud of her shot and hold her front of being confident in the fact that she could beat this wizard at his own game.

(OOC: Sorry for the poor response, I've managed to get a headache. A painful one. Time to find some pain killers.)

Time to slam

(OOC: The ball actually went in, but for the sake of flow I'll go with the situation that it didn't. I didn't describe it well enough by the looks of things. Sorry about that.)

Scarlet watched Harry cringe and placed her hands on her hips, raising her left eyebrow and rolling her eyes.

" Hey, it's impolite to react like that when there's a girl playing."

She gave Harry a brief wink in order to make sure that he knew she was only joking around, then proceeding to stand beneath her net and stare at his posture in hopes that her guess on where and how he would react would be correct. If they were, this would be an easy game for her.

Taking a moment to go over how she had just seen Harry move and throw the ball, even down to the foot movements and how far his legs had bent just before he had jumped, Scarlet soon found herself both gaining an idea of how to properly throw the ball from a distance as well as how Harry himself will try to score against her as she watched him further. Now, she was ready.

"Alright, I have three commands to give you so let's get this over with. I need a Butler! Oh, and the first to five points wins."

It goes a little something like this...

Scarlet held her position, awaiting for the right moment to pounce up and steal the ball from his grasp.
"Gotcha!
Scarlet launcher herself from the ground and into the air as Harry moved to her right, only to realize half way into the air that his intention was never to strike from the position she was defending in the first place.

She watched the ball make its way through the hoop and shrugged, giving a light sigh at the sight.

"Well, you've got the mind tricks part of the game down..."
Before she finished her sentence, Scarlet turned and caught the ball in her hand, then applying all of her weight onto her left ankle and spinning around counter-clockwise until Harry was behind her. She rushed down towards his end of the court, dribbling the ball as she went.

Scarlet soon found herself only three meters away from Harry's base hoop, and so decided to sacrifice a moment of being able to defend the ball in order to recall and replicate what Harry had recently shown her. She took a few good, lengthy steps backwards and if she was not interrupted within this process, she would spring towards the ceiling, shooting for the hoop and watching it glide into the net with little resistance. If her initial move was interrupted, she would move closer to the net and attempt a simple lay-up from the right side of the net.

So close, yet so far.

Scarlet's face would go blank for a brief moment as she attempted to make sense of what had just happened.
"Cheap trick!" she would yell as she turned and darted towards his position much like a Bull would to a red table cloth. She decided it would be best to allow him a second to try his hand at some kind of mind game or shot, after all, it's best to learn your opponent while you still have time, and Harry had only scored one point so far.

"Make a move, I'm waiting." she hoped that her teasing would make him want to make the poor choice of shooting from where he stood, although she was preparing to give chase and slide tackle him for the ball, not that it was in the rules to do so, but that never stopped her before.