For Crystal
Tachibana/Fuji
Nightshade Legendary string game (ex, cats cradle)
The sound of tennis faded into the background as he focused on his newest target. Fuji was fully aware his opponant was almost legendary in his skill; having kept quite a close eye on Tachibana Kippei since Seigaku had first played Fudoumine back in the qualifying rounds. He'd grown interested enough in Fudoumine's captain to have Inui do some digging around for information and somewhere along the way had been able to procure video of a younger Tachibana playing back in Kyuushuu.
It was amazing how someone who'd once been even more dangerous on the courts than Kirihara could pull off his games just as well, if not better nowadays without the slightest hint of aggression towards whomever he was playing.
Just as well Kippei knew his opponant, the tensai Fuji Syusuke. To an untrained eye the teen seemed fragile; soft and gentle like nightshade and when one looked closer they'd quickly realize he wasn't exactly as he seemed, skills underlying almost murderous.
Fingers wound through strings, plucking and pulling here and there until their game was complete.
"Eiffel Tower." Kippei said with a satisfied smirk, showing off his work at the string game they'd been playing.
And of course Fuji was never one to take easily to being beaten, always having to make everything as flashy as he could. Cerulean eyes slitted open and he smiled, displaying his own work.
"Jacob's Ladder."