"I guess you gotta have some rules," Ellie said, wondering how bad the penalty was. But even just running -- skating -- pell-mell at whoever had the puck sounded like her kind of game.
"No way, man, I'm into it, let's do it," she said. "Don't worry, I'll probably crash into the wall more than I do you."
She could do straight lines. Well, they were mostly straight. She could do lines. Changing direction she figured would take work. Maybe she'd crash into the actual ice more often, as well. But she could think of far worse ways to pick up a few bruises.
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Date: 2016-05-27 09:04 am (UTC)"No way, man, I'm into it, let's do it," she said. "Don't worry, I'll probably crash into the wall more than I do you."
She could do straight lines. Well, they were mostly straight. She could do lines. Changing direction she figured would take work. Maybe she'd crash into the actual ice more often, as well. But she could think of far worse ways to pick up a few bruises.