A League of Her Own
By Fewthistle

Author's Note: Written for the Victory Challenge Second Try at the Thursdays100 LiveJournal community.

For Seftiri, the Limer Goddess, and her new nephew...Congrats!!

Casey knew as soon as it left the pitcher's hand that this was her ball. As the small white globe hurtled towards her, her body became one with the bat. Her arms swung down in a graceful ellipse, her torso pivoting with the smooth suppleness of a ballerina.

She felt the impact of the wood with the ball, the reverberations snaking up to the flexing muscles of her arms. She began to run for first at full tilt, her feet barely seeming to grasp the earth, Hermes in cleats.

Rounding first, she finally looked up, watching as the far-flung white globe sailed over the left-field fence, entering a final, fatal orbit, as she rounded third for home.