[Despite his early reluctance to get involved at all, Kaine was finally worn down, and he was beginning to improve, if he did say so himself. Thought his score might not be anything worth celebrating, he was doing all right for someone who had never gone bowling before. At least he wasn't in last place (he wasn't quite sure why that mattered to him in the slightest, but it did).
Kaine released the ball. Down most of the lane it stayed straight, just as he had lined it up to be. Then, as it neared the pins, it began to veer left... too far left for it to hit a decent amount of pins. So he did what anyone would do in that situation—fire a minuscule amount of webbing from his wrist to correct the ball, which promptly corrected itself upon being hit. His hand barely moved from his side when he flicked his wrist to fire the projectile, trying not to draw attention to what he had just done. Not because he didn't want to be called out for cheating, but because he could barely come to terms with how pathetically involved he had gotten in the stupid game in the first place to resort to that to avoid another gutter ball.
Bowling!
Kaine released the ball. Down most of the lane it stayed straight, just as he had lined it up to be. Then, as it neared the pins, it began to veer left... too far left for it to hit a decent amount of pins. So he did what anyone would do in that situation—fire a minuscule amount of webbing from his wrist to correct the ball, which promptly corrected itself upon being hit. His hand barely moved from his side when he flicked his wrist to fire the projectile, trying not to draw attention to what he had just done. Not because he didn't want to be called out for cheating, but because he could barely come to terms with how pathetically involved he had gotten in the stupid game in the first place to resort to that to avoid another gutter ball.
And for the record? He bowled a strike. ]