IA Day 9 - Ingrid's Thursday

It's nice to wake up to Motoko barking instead of people with cameras, but at breakfast the announcers, Moxxi and Lulu, come into the dining hall.

"Listen up, Ladies," Lulu announces in her no-nonsense way. "Let's talk about tomorrow. Pink versus Green. Red versus White. Blue versus Yellow."

The dining hall gets loud fast. This is a huge announcement, and so sudden! You know who you are playing against now... This is so big.

"Couple things," Moxxie says with a big smile. "You remember how winners get the lodge and losers don't? Let's talk about the details! Losers also have to give up their phones. Oh, and losers can't leave camp without being disqualified from the show, but winners still can under special circumstances." She is absolutely relishing this, but you and the others are all devastated.

Yeah... there was something about this in the contract, but you didn't think you would actually be **** to stay here while the show was shooting... and giving up your phone? You can't remember even going a day without it before. Now you won't be able to have it at all? Well, only if you lose...

"...and while winners go to the Lodge, losers go to a very special place!" Moxxi claps her hands excitedly. "So look forward to that."

They leave, and the dining hall is in chaos. It takes the coaches a minute to calm everyone down.

Oh no... this is so anxiety-inducing, but Motoko is leading you all to a classroom.

"So we're playing against Yellow Team. It's the worst-case scenario. Karin's good, but we can handle her. Cheryl's the one goalkeeper that Adella can't scare, and to get to her, we have to go through seven girls that have military training and one of the strongest martial artists in the world. Expect excellent teamwork from those police girls, and we can just count Syd as one of them. She's military, not police... but they're all cut from the same cloth." Motoko folds her arms. "How do we beat this?"

"Outplay them," Beth says right away. "These military girls are tough and fast, but they just aren't true footballers. They don't have the same level of skill that we have."

"And if they try to bully you?" Motoko asks.

"Bully them back," Adella replies cockily.

"Wrong! Idiot. Someone give me the correct answer," Motoko barks, and you flinch.

Feng clears her throat. She never says much.

"Flop," she says.

"Thank you!" Motoko nods. "Bait out the aggression. Duni, Beth... use speed to piss them off when the game begins. They will start fouling, and you have to expect it and exploit it. One or two red cards and it won't matter how good their teamwork is. We crush them." Motoko makes a fist, squeezing so tight that you can hear it.

You all shudder. She's hardcore.

"Here is the plan," Motoko says, picking up a marker and going to the board...

...three hours pass. One hour to talk about your plans for the game, and two hours to talk about the fake stuff you will practice today because you know Yellow Team will be spying when you get the field this afternoon.

After lunch you go and do that practice. It's brutal, but Motoko doesn't run you into the ground because you have to play tomorrow. Even so... you are soaked with sweat and totally drained as you and the girls go to the showers before dinner.

In the shower, you soap up and gently wash yourself... you got hit with a ball, right in the boob, and it's sensitive. You lift it up and wash under it, but some of the girls are whistling and teasing Adella. You look over to see her nearby, water and soap bubbles sliding down her firm, muscled body and her... thing, you know. It's totally hard and obvious. Blushing, you ask her if she is OK.

"I'm showering with all these cute girls," Adella says, smiling at you. "I'm sorry."

"It's OK," you say, embarrassed.

"Oh, impregnate me, captain," Beth moans mockingly.

"Shut up," Duni says, and slaps Beth's bottom hard enough to leave a mark.

"Ow!"

"I'll impregnate you," Hana says, but nobody's listening to her.

You notice Adella still looking at you, watching you massage your breast, which is still tender.

"Are you OK?" she asks, repeating your question back to you.

"Fine," you say, even more embarrassed.

You all get out and dry off, and it's already getting dark. On the walk back toward the camp, you hear something in the woods. Puzzled, you step off the path to look.

You are suddenly grabbed and **** to the ground in the bushes. You feel a sudden weight as a girl sits on you! In the dark, you can't see who she is, but you are super scared!

"Ingrid," she says, and you can tell she isn't Swedish, but she sounds Scandinavian! "Tell me Blue Team's plan. Talk."

You are so afraid!

Talk?

or

Don't?