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Characters to their respective owners. FBA owned by
BuckHopper, lead by 
steviemaxwell
=============================
It was a hectic eight months for Julian. His life made a complete 180° since he was admitted in the top basketball league in the world. He’s been down, he’s been humiliated, his health, both physical and mental, suffered; tested to the ultimate, fighting outsiders and himself.
At the same time, in those months he came to know himself much better, to accomplish stuff he thought unreachable in a past. The saluki right now was at the top of his game, rising up to the occasion and becoming a prominent figure in the state.
It wasn’t a cakewalk, but damn if they weren’t the surprise of the year, rebounding from dead last to possible playoff contender, the island team on the brink to the last games; do or die, yes or no, victoire ou défaite. And Julian was prepared.
In the words of fellow teammate Aurora Goldshine, he found his center, his chakras were aligned, or so he tried. But it was hard sometimes...
-
Apr. 27th
It was a chilly Billings morning, the last away for the season and the team was pumped. Many were on edge, but most of the time it was kept a positive edge. A “we can do this” one. Regardless, they were conscious of the magnitude, everyone ready for tonight.
The saluki was taking a break from the practice and sat down to go through his mail; long trips and far in between peeks at his house’s mailbox led to him to take cards with him at aways, to try to multitask a bit and kept them from being cluttered or stolen. He kept shuffling through the multiple envelopes, some worthless, some to archive later.
“At some moment you’ll have to learn not to take all these junk with y-”
But there it was something interesting. It was well kept, the envelope a bit more spiffed than the rest, pink details inside of it. The address gave it away as a familiar spot.
“This is from Montreal...This is from my house!” he whispered to himself, staring at the envelope a bit longer.
“Julian! You reading fanmail?”
The canine instinctively turned to the voice. “Hey Tanya, Well, kind of-” the generuk cut him when he looked at the pink and pretty card, thinking it was from a lady fan, and she knew how fans can get... "direct". A chance at a laugh for the day.
“Guys! Jay here got some fan mail... from a lady!” she made emphasis on the last word, attracting a couple of teammates to the pair. Scoonie, Teo, Aurora, Gerry, Alfie, you name them.
((“Really, Tanya?”))
“You’re the one bringing hot letters to the training room, pup. Get readin’” she winked. Julian rolled his eyes.
And as such, in the circle, he opened the letter. “Oh… no...” the pink marker and the handwriting gave it out to him. It was a card from his baby cousin Celine, back in Montreal. Well, this was destined to be nutshot to the feelings, but if anything, they won’t mind what she’d has to say, so there was no regretting, even when Tanya recognized the childish letter and made the connections to Julian’s cousin.
Julian began to translate and read out loud the card.
“Hi Julie it’s Celine” ((Oh fuck...)) he glanced over the paper to his teammates prior to continuing.
“Dad helped me to send this to you because I know you love drawings and writing. I want to tell you things. I miss you ALOT!!!!
I miss drawing with you and hanging out and laughing our heads off with our painted friends. What I don’t miss is your dirty laundry and you being passed out in your underwear at the sofa after playing.”
“Pfft! Really Jules?”
“Dammit was just once!” Jules replied while his teammates laughed loudly.
“Tell this to the friends: What you need to do to beat other players is to kick them, whack them and forget them, because you’re better”
“Whoa...”
“Jus’ like lil’ Stefan”
“Oh I like her style! I need to meet her Jules!” chimed Tanya.
“Be yourself and you got this Uncle Julie!”
A quick glance at the latter part of the card made him bite his lip. It was supportive, yet touching. The saluki tried to keep himself composed.
“You know. Ugly people said bad things about you in the TV. I don’t know why, but they do not know you and the fun you are. I do and I love you just the way you are...” he took a deep breath before continuing. “Dad told me you weren’t feeling good before, so I sent you lots of kisses so you can feel better. I see you happy a lot now, that means it worked. Remember the ball makes you happy and I love seeing you happy”
“Oh my god, Julian...”
“Hisshiss....She’s a cutie!”
“You always say I’m a piece of art and that I can do anything. I think the same about you, you can do anything, you’re the best ballman. Don’t forget to reach for what you want, whether is the cereal box on the top shelf or your dreams” the group snerked.
Love you, Celine. <3”
"Awww..."
They congratulated Julian before parting ways and continue training. It wasn’t the expected read, but in turn it was something more positive and rousing, as well as a look to Julian’s life. The canine went to the locker room, Scoonie following from not long after.
“That was so sweet, Jay” the otter ruffled the canine’s hair, now a habit.
“If I had to get a letter, I’m glad it was from my baby cousin. I knew her parents since long ago and they brought me to Canada to start this journey, so...” he chuckled, looking upward. “I...I do miss her, she’s one of my favorite people in the world. And the fact she wants me to do well and she’s thinking of me is so... damn… cool, man.” He was trying to hide any emotion and keep himself professional.
“Regardless…of what happens, Jay, you better know you’re a star quality player. It’s been a good season, and I’m happy you finally see the support. The FBA’s your world now”
He looked at the otter, a reassuring expression. “And it isn’t over, Scoonie”
“Hm?”
“They’ll have to drag me out kicking and screaming if they need to. I’ll give her… all, that playoff spot. Dunno the rest, but I’m ready.”
Scoonie would’ve been worried, given past cases, but this was a different determination, more lively and content. The lutrine grinned, patting the saluki on the back. ”I’m sure as hell won’t be slacking. let’s claim this!”
Characters to their respective owners. FBA owned by
BuckHopper, lead by 
steviemaxwell=============================
It was a hectic eight months for Julian. His life made a complete 180° since he was admitted in the top basketball league in the world. He’s been down, he’s been humiliated, his health, both physical and mental, suffered; tested to the ultimate, fighting outsiders and himself.
At the same time, in those months he came to know himself much better, to accomplish stuff he thought unreachable in a past. The saluki right now was at the top of his game, rising up to the occasion and becoming a prominent figure in the state.
It wasn’t a cakewalk, but damn if they weren’t the surprise of the year, rebounding from dead last to possible playoff contender, the island team on the brink to the last games; do or die, yes or no, victoire ou défaite. And Julian was prepared.
In the words of fellow teammate Aurora Goldshine, he found his center, his chakras were aligned, or so he tried. But it was hard sometimes...
-
Apr. 27th
It was a chilly Billings morning, the last away for the season and the team was pumped. Many were on edge, but most of the time it was kept a positive edge. A “we can do this” one. Regardless, they were conscious of the magnitude, everyone ready for tonight.
The saluki was taking a break from the practice and sat down to go through his mail; long trips and far in between peeks at his house’s mailbox led to him to take cards with him at aways, to try to multitask a bit and kept them from being cluttered or stolen. He kept shuffling through the multiple envelopes, some worthless, some to archive later.
“At some moment you’ll have to learn not to take all these junk with y-”
But there it was something interesting. It was well kept, the envelope a bit more spiffed than the rest, pink details inside of it. The address gave it away as a familiar spot.
“This is from Montreal...This is from my house!” he whispered to himself, staring at the envelope a bit longer.
“Julian! You reading fanmail?”
The canine instinctively turned to the voice. “Hey Tanya, Well, kind of-” the generuk cut him when he looked at the pink and pretty card, thinking it was from a lady fan, and she knew how fans can get... "direct". A chance at a laugh for the day.
“Guys! Jay here got some fan mail... from a lady!” she made emphasis on the last word, attracting a couple of teammates to the pair. Scoonie, Teo, Aurora, Gerry, Alfie, you name them.
((“Really, Tanya?”))
“You’re the one bringing hot letters to the training room, pup. Get readin’” she winked. Julian rolled his eyes.
And as such, in the circle, he opened the letter. “Oh… no...” the pink marker and the handwriting gave it out to him. It was a card from his baby cousin Celine, back in Montreal. Well, this was destined to be nutshot to the feelings, but if anything, they won’t mind what she’d has to say, so there was no regretting, even when Tanya recognized the childish letter and made the connections to Julian’s cousin.
Julian began to translate and read out loud the card.
“Hi Julie it’s Celine” ((Oh fuck...)) he glanced over the paper to his teammates prior to continuing.
“Dad helped me to send this to you because I know you love drawings and writing. I want to tell you things. I miss you ALOT!!!!
I miss drawing with you and hanging out and laughing our heads off with our painted friends. What I don’t miss is your dirty laundry and you being passed out in your underwear at the sofa after playing.”
“Pfft! Really Jules?”
“Dammit was just once!” Jules replied while his teammates laughed loudly.
“Tell this to the friends: What you need to do to beat other players is to kick them, whack them and forget them, because you’re better”
“Whoa...”
“Jus’ like lil’ Stefan”
“Oh I like her style! I need to meet her Jules!” chimed Tanya.
“Be yourself and you got this Uncle Julie!”
A quick glance at the latter part of the card made him bite his lip. It was supportive, yet touching. The saluki tried to keep himself composed.
“You know. Ugly people said bad things about you in the TV. I don’t know why, but they do not know you and the fun you are. I do and I love you just the way you are...” he took a deep breath before continuing. “Dad told me you weren’t feeling good before, so I sent you lots of kisses so you can feel better. I see you happy a lot now, that means it worked. Remember the ball makes you happy and I love seeing you happy”
“Oh my god, Julian...”
“Hisshiss....She’s a cutie!”
“You always say I’m a piece of art and that I can do anything. I think the same about you, you can do anything, you’re the best ballman. Don’t forget to reach for what you want, whether is the cereal box on the top shelf or your dreams” the group snerked.
Love you, Celine. <3”
"Awww..."
They congratulated Julian before parting ways and continue training. It wasn’t the expected read, but in turn it was something more positive and rousing, as well as a look to Julian’s life. The canine went to the locker room, Scoonie following from not long after.
“That was so sweet, Jay” the otter ruffled the canine’s hair, now a habit.
“If I had to get a letter, I’m glad it was from my baby cousin. I knew her parents since long ago and they brought me to Canada to start this journey, so...” he chuckled, looking upward. “I...I do miss her, she’s one of my favorite people in the world. And the fact she wants me to do well and she’s thinking of me is so... damn… cool, man.” He was trying to hide any emotion and keep himself professional.
“Regardless…of what happens, Jay, you better know you’re a star quality player. It’s been a good season, and I’m happy you finally see the support. The FBA’s your world now”
He looked at the otter, a reassuring expression. “And it isn’t over, Scoonie”
“Hm?”
“They’ll have to drag me out kicking and screaming if they need to. I’ll give her… all, that playoff spot. Dunno the rest, but I’m ready.”
Scoonie would’ve been worried, given past cases, but this was a different determination, more lively and content. The lutrine grinned, patting the saluki on the back. ”I’m sure as hell won’t be slacking. let’s claim this!”
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