Yuri was hardly a kitten anymore and JJ would be seeing that soon.
His short program was to a soft lullaby song, fitting to his white outfit that sparkled and glimmered as he moved. It was reminiscent of the outfit he skated in to Agape.
There were accents of blue that helped him stand out as he moves across the ice. The step sequences was stellar, graceful and his technical score was solid.
Nothing alarming or stand out. The commentators noted that it felt similar to the Agape skate but it was a solid performance.
His free skate...
His was left freer, with the risk of it getting into his face but braids on his temples kept it under control. His outfit was black with sheer arms, high collared.. to show off every bit of the ink on his arms and shoulders.
Yuri's song was fiery. It was quick, his jumps were solid. Yuri was smart with them, knowing he could get higher scores later with a change up.
The words "sex appeal" was shot out by the commentators. Not since Chris had the ice been as hot, Yuri going from a modest place at third to winning the gold by a 5 point spread.
Yuri was pleased.
The crowds were fussy and talky and Yuri was glad when things were done. He delayed leaving the rink, sitting on the bleachers so he could watch the Zamboni rumble about.
Satisfying. He sips the cocoa in his hands, blonde hair hanging over one shoulder in a freshly washed curtain.
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His short program was to a soft lullaby song, fitting to his white outfit that sparkled and glimmered as he moved. It was reminiscent of the outfit he skated in to Agape.
There were accents of blue that helped him stand out as he moves across the ice. The step sequences was stellar, graceful and his technical score was solid.
Nothing alarming or stand out. The commentators noted that it felt similar to the Agape skate but it was a solid performance.
His free skate...
His was left freer, with the risk of it getting into his face but braids on his temples kept it under control. His outfit was black with sheer arms, high collared.. to show off every bit of the ink on his arms and shoulders.
Yuri's song was fiery. It was quick, his jumps were solid. Yuri was smart with them, knowing he could get higher scores later with a change up.
The words "sex appeal" was shot out by the commentators. Not since Chris had the ice been as hot, Yuri going from a modest place at third to winning the gold by a 5 point spread.
Yuri was pleased.
The crowds were fussy and talky and Yuri was glad when things were done. He delayed leaving the rink, sitting on the bleachers so he could watch the Zamboni rumble about.
Satisfying. He sips the cocoa in his hands, blonde hair hanging over one shoulder in a freshly washed curtain.