Kijani grinned and nodded. "Yeah. I'll bring food. And the paper, of course." Then the whistle blew. The game had been won, and her team was up next. Kijani started muttering several variations of 'bullsh*t' under her breath, one language after the next. "Okay. Uh... team...?" This was going to be torture. "We're officially the Warriors, if anyone cares. So... throw hard, don't get hit... and try not to screw up." She stood and started to do some stretches, dropping down into a full split before starting to carefully twist and warm up. She knew she'd be able to dodge with ease, but someone else was going to have to throw for her.

"Johnnie Boy- I'm gonna need your beefcake self to do the heavy lifting. Katherine, you just keep them guessing, you seem pretty quick on your feet. Everyone else..." She addressed the rest of her team, and flinched slightly. "Good luck."

Leading was hard.