Name: Justin Ambrose.<br/>Time: Friday, 345PM.<br/>Location: Main House, Backyard.<br/>Target: Open.<br/><br/>The backyard of the Ambrose household was lush and spacious. A tall ring of trees surrounded the yard, giving the family a tight net of privacy for their activities. The pool was rectangular in shape, sloping towards one side as it went from shallow to deep. A jet of water shot out from the middle, flying high into the air before falling back down onto the pool in a small fountain. Near the middle of the pool, separate and raised above, was a small pool that served as hot tub, equip with bubbles and massaging jet streams. The water was a clear blue and reflected the rays of the sun brilliantly. The marble tiling around the pool did not stretch far from it, converting into a patch of green grass before it ended up near the high fences of their yard. Other than a barbeque and a small patch of pavement beneath a basketball net, the yard was generally empty and maintained.<br/><br/>Justin strode out of the house into the bright sun, wearing black swimming trunks and a white tee. Sleek sneakers adorned his feet as he carried a basketball under his arm, smiling a little before striding around the pool. It had been a long day at college but thankfully his schedule had been fortunate enough to allow him an early day as the weekend drew near. Rolling his broad shoulders a little, he began to dribble and bounce the ball on the pavement as he warmed his body up. He had a shape to maintain and only rigorous exercise would keep it well-sculpted. He wondered vaguely where the rest of his family was, thinking primarily of his siblings and if they would come out of the cool house to join him in the blazing heat. With five brothers and sisters, not to mention that he was one half of a set of twins, it was hard to keep track of them, not to mention his hardworking parents.