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[center][h3][b][color=cyan]Not Fair[/color][/b][/h3][/center]
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[color=cyan] Feya Fitness kept to her routine. It seemed Slick and Kite were uninterested in helping with her daily regimen of lifting. She wasn't paying close attention to the surroundings around. Her ears could pick up a few words, but not complete sentences. The woman overheard someone mention a game of dodgeball. This really lit up the enthusiasm in Feya's heart. Playing sports always proved to be great craft for stamina and exercise. 

	Feya did not speak up as she needed to complete her set of push-ups. [color=deepskyblue]"One hundred ninety-eight, one hundred- ninety-nine, two hundred."[/color] She pushed herself up to feet; using her right arm, she wiped her forehead with one good swipe. The smell of sweat was beginning to emanate from her. Taking a second to catch her breath, she was ready for a game of dodgeball. 

 [color=00aeef]"Aye, I accept. I'll play this game of ball and Dodge. Amusing,"[/color]

[color=deepskyblue]"Son of a bitch."[/color] Feya cursed to herself. She couldn't believe the laziest person in the crew was the quickest to respond. The woman crossed her arms in spite. There was not much she could do but witness the game unfold. It was just a regular game of dodgeball. Just then a cannonball raced toward the woman on the opposite team. She didn't really have any interesting qualities save for her excessive use of bubble gum. 

 [color=gold]It stopped as soon as it struck her palm, not even pushing her back by a single inch! [color=crimson]”This will be our ball. So… Are you still game?”[/color][/color]

[color=deepskyblue]"Oh, c'mon!"[/color] Feya couldn't believe this. She was envious of Caesar; not only was he volunteering in a game that improves one's evasiveness and upper arm strength, but the rules had been altered for an even more difficult challenge. Feya imagined the game could've replaced the regular balls with medicine balls though this was exceptionally better. Not to mention, the woman on the other team seemed to have incredible strength. 

	This confused Feya as she wanted to compete against the strong red-hair though if Caesar were to win, she would be eliminated. However, Caesar is one of Feya's crewmates and him losing would possibly weaken the team's morale. Feya shook her head and clapped her hands. Sighing, she said with a monotone voice, "Go, Caesar. Win. Or you'll have more sets assigned to your daily workout." Feya warned. 

	The overall game was intense. Though as the more Feya watched, the more she understood how this was going to play out. Most likely, most of these matches were going to have a catch. It appeared that the opponents had an ability to further give them an advantage. For instance, Mag showed a devil fruit power that completely put Caesar at the disadvantage. Feya huffed, not liking how the match was leading. 

	Eventually, Caesar lost and slumped on the wall. [color=deepskyblue]"We were bound to lose one match. Let's not this one loss discourage us. Caesar's loss proved that we must keep our guard and expect the unexpected."[/color] Feya then flexed.   [/color]