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| Mr. Trout | May 3 2008, 06:52 PM Post #1 |
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It all came down to this day. The first day of the rest of Sean's life. He had come down to the edge of the forest, where it was said he needed to meet his master for the first day of real training. Sean was taking himself a little seriously, wearing a proper red gi beneath the school uniform that was ever present. On the back of the shirt beneath the uniform jacket was the symbol of his dojo, of his family, of his craft. The dragon's claw was something that actually meant something to Sean. And here he was, preparing to stand before his new master with that relic on his back. Of course he would have been foolish to come here unarmed. The jutte, the giant bit of metal was in his hand, the long portion resting over his shoulder. He was nervous to say the least, this was going to be hard, considering what he had seen of his teacher up at the roof. How easily he was defeated, almost without effort. The sun was up, sparkling in the sky, it was a warm enough day, a fine day, one that he wouldnt be able to hide even an ounce of himself from the eyes of his teacher. "Hope I'm not late." His feet moved across, crushing the crisp green blades of grass, still damp with morning dew. The bottom of his shoes were slick against this dampness, causing his footfalls to be slower, more precise and carry more of his weight to sink down further and retain a grip. Yes, this was the start of something special. |
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| Dust | May 4 2008, 11:41 PM Post #2 |
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He had stayed up all night....all night to ensure that this kid would get the workout of his life. Masashi grinned to himself as he took a swig from his jug full of alcoholic beverage. "Hehehe, so you made it kid." He called down from the tree branch he was sitting on, located right above the young unsuspecting boy. Masashi chuckled, it was a sinister sound he then took a single match out of his pocket. If sean had any sort of sense of smell he'd smell the strong scent of oil around him, and under his feet. "Alright kid....Welcome to training hell, you will start with 20 push ups, 10 of them will be with one arm..if you don't, this match of mine gets lit...and dropped." He said grinning like a madman. |
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| Mr. Trout | May 6 2008, 03:44 PM Post #3 |
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The voice above him. It was a sad thing that Sean didnt expect his new teacher to be in a tree, or drunk. Everyone out there with something worth teaching seemed to be a drunk these days. But then came the regiment. Well, the warm up to the regiment. It was training not a cakewalk after all. After hearing what he had been assigned the boy nodded determinedly and dropped straight to the ground beginning his pushups. Unfortunately with his face to the ground he started to smell the oil, which made the match make so much more sense. He would have muttered obcenties, some form of displeasure needed to be vocalized. The problem with that was, really? You want to whine to a guy who you had to bother so much to teach you? And who had a match that would probably set you on fire? Really? That would be just stupid. So Sean began toiling away in his attempt at a warm up. The regular pushups were easy enough, ten of them werent that tiring. Trouble was of course, the one handers. Sean started off with just his right, at five he switched to his left. Thinking that there was supposed to be some form of equality amongst his muscles. Not that 5 pushups would really make that huge of a difference in the grand scheme of things. |
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| Dust | May 6 2008, 10:22 PM Post #4 |
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Masashi grinned, this kid was willing..but how tough he was remained to be seen. He popped the cork into the jug of wine and hopped down from the branch, landing with little difficulty next to Sean. The kid seemed to be handling the push ups well...good. This made him feel more justified in abusing this kid. "Alright alright...10 push ups are no problem." Masashi announced, walking past Sean and pulled what looked like a pair of shackles from behind a tree. Amazing things could be found in the janitorial closets of AHS. He walked over, grabbing Sean by the back of the shirt and hoisting him up, slapping the shackles onto his wrists. "Now," Started Masashi, standing within attacking distance of Sean. "You will attack me using only your feet, staying in front of the line, this is to make sure that you are not dependent on your hands for combat." Masashi took out Po Sin and slashed a small line between him and the shackled Sean, and tossed the sword away, putting his arms up. "You leave the circle of gasoline...your barbecued." |
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| Mr. Trout | May 9 2008, 04:24 PM Post #5 |
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Well crap. Who totally did not see this coming? Sean certainly didnt see it coming. Which was why being shackled and told to kick his master was pretty freakin' insane. Of course a sad sad fact was that he already knew what the shackles were, even if he didnt know why his mother had several sets hanging in her closet. That of course was a story for another place, another time. Hell, another real event would be better. Back to the point. He was shocked, and actually put off by this little event. Masashi sensei was a real hardass when it came to this. "Great." Sean didnt know what else to say. If he lost he died, or at least got a very big burn across his body. Try picking up women with a huge burn across your skin! Okay this was going to be a challenge. But Sean figured he had to do what the sensei said. So he stood ready, posed for action, trying to be as light on his feet as he could. It took a moment for him to convince himself it was time to attack. And so he did. He jumped at Masashi first, with a leg outstretched in a kick. Which might sound like a silly thing to do. But Sean never intended to hit his sensei that way. Instead he, well he double jumped backwards once close enough. His feet going into a spin and making a blow upwards, at Masashi's chin. |
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| Dust | Jun 3 2008, 12:56 AM Post #6 |
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Masashi grinned at the kids instant confusion, serves him right! Sean took off jumping at him, of course he would, Masashi predicted that move as soon as he put the shackles on the boy. Sean would kick at him and Masashi would easily deflect it...pathetic, this boy was going to be nothing but an uppity little fu- wait, what? Masashi's eyes widened as Sean jumped again, off of what? Impossible, stupid meta humans! Masashi quickly put up his hands, and blocking the kick. He pushed Sean back, sending him onto his ass. "Heh...unpredictable move, I'll give that to you kid...seems I didn't take good inventory of your skills..." He walked over and grabbed Sean by the scruff of the shirt, hauling him up and to his feet. "Now, lets continue." He said, taking out one of his swords, and with a quick slash, the chain of the shackles was cut. "Attack me again...no weapons, try to impress me." He said, putting the sword away and grinning. |
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