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A] Action!

[There is an old man at the school gym, after hours.

He is practicing basic martial art stances and basic katas.

Complaining to no one in particular.]

I have been old for so long, I forgot what it's like to actually feel old.

B] Phone!

I am attempting to entertain the child I have been put in charge of.

Can someone kindly explain to me how American Football works?

C] Action!

[It is cold, raining and windy out today.

A friendly old man notices you heading to work, or to school, and pulls up along-side you.]

Need a ride? It is a miserable day for walking.

D] Action! - After regains.

[It's nice out. There isn't a cloud in the sky. The day looks to be a peaceful one.

Except for that large, flaming, wooden cart wheel flying down the road. Is that a face on it, screaming in anger?]
(I could not find a good pic of Hell Girl - Wanyudo's wheel so this will do for now.)

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No, thanks. Those things don't look safe. Besides, the rain feels good.

Really? I think they are pretty amazing peices of work.

Large, metal and self powered.

It is amazing what people create.

I'd rather have my explosions far away and not have them hurtling me down a street in a vehicle that moves on wheels.

It... It does seem rather warm in there though...

Funny, that's almost the exact opposite of how I prefer to travel.

It also runs the heater which is keeping it nice and toasty in here.

I can feel that. I guess it wouldn't be too bad just for a short ride.

All rides in this town are short.

I will continue on after I leave you at your final destination.

Hrmmm I guess that means I will have to figure out where I'm going.

[the turian climbs in, hunched over, as his frame barely fits in the human sized vehicle.]

Wow, these look a lot bigger on the outside.

[Doesn't even look back. Just waits for him to settle.]

Now, where was it you were trying to go?

I wasn't really going anywhere I was just walking around. Letting my mind wander. This place has been pretty stressful. Would you mind if I rode to wherever you're going?

You know, I was driving around for the same reason.

I suppose food would be nice, though. Let's stop by the drive through.

Human food usually doesn't sit well with turians, but you know what? What the hell. From what I hear even humans feel bad after eating the stuff there. At least it tastes good.

[Slugger pauses to watch as a flaming wagon wheel crosses his path. Was that--?]

...Wanyudo?

[He launches into a speedy pursuit of the wheel.]

[It takes him a bit to realize Slugger was there.

Stopping suddenly and turning so the face on the hub was not facing the speeding rollerblader.]

Hello Master Slugger. It is a great day to let loose.

[Of course, the face seems angry, not pleased, at the moment and the wheel slowly spins in place. The flames continue.]

[Putting on the brakes, he skids to a sideways halt not far behind the talking wheel, then edges curiously closer to peer at it.]

Wanyudo... What happened?

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[His voice comes in an angry shout.]

I have regained my true form. I traveled along the roads, and no samurai could stand against me.

In service to Ai, I terrorized confessions out of people.

This is Wanyudo.

[He then closes his eyes. Soon, the wheel fades, the head shrinks and the familiar old man is standing where the wheel once turned.]

[Hearing Wanyudo use such a tone is almost alarming, though Slugger doesn't back away. Instead, it endears the old man to him in a new way. He understands now and wears an enlightened grin.]

You really are her companion.

She sought me out, and I agreed to serve.

I am not at full, yet, but I am feeling more like myself.

I think y'grab the ball and run the fuck away from the big guys with the different uniform that want to kill you. [So eloquent with his descriptions. Really he has no clue.]

I am not sure how the child wants me to help him practice this. Maybe I will go find other kids to chase him around all day.

Take him to the park or something. Shit, there's always kids there.

That is true. I will try that, thank you.

It is difficult working in this parenting thing with my other duties.

No prob, pops.

Other duties? Y'mean like yer town job or shit like that?

That actually isn't much of a problem.

I have my own obligations to fullfill and keeping up with fake children isn't helping.

[Varon spots the old man complaining and smirks. He notices the katas and recognizes some of them from his own training with Rafael. Dressed in the standard Mayfield High gym uniform, he sets his gym bag down to the side and begins his warm-ups.]

Sounds like you're gettin' senile there, old man.

[Pauses, interrupted from his practice.]

Senile?

Back in the day, children feared to say such things liked that elders to their elders. At least, where they could hear it.

I'm not most kids. I tell it like it is, and if you feel that old, maybe I'll make it so that way you won't feel that way again. You in?

[He approaches, getting into his own ready stance and began his bounce with his fists up.]

You know, fearlessness due to ignorance is nothing to be proud of.

[He moves into a stance. That much at least came naturally.

He pauses, though, remembering his current state.

He moves to stand straight, instead, and bows. Conceeding the fight before it begins.]

Though, I suppose sparring over a slight is something more suited for the young.

Who said anything about a slight? You said it yourself that you were feelin' old. I'm just makin' sure you get some exercise that's all.

[He stops his bouncing for a moment and returns the gesture. He is already gauging in figuring out that this man he's facing isn't just some opponent and he is instantly reminded of Rafael.

He then slides into the more traditional martial arts stance, he choose the cat stance for quick turns and faster response to frontal hits.]

I meant the senile part, young man.

Though, if you wish to help with my practice.

[Watches him, and once more falls into a defensive stance.]

Try to go easy on this old man.

Oh yeah, I can do that.

[He takes the initiative and spins, coming in low with his leg extended out for a sweeping trip.]

[He watches the spin. Moving as the leg came in, hopping back and then moving to step in close as the sweep passes.

He's not as fast as he'd like to be, though.]

[That was just enough for Varon to gauge that his attacks could be anticipated. Being fast and young meant tiring out quicker but Varon wasn't about to burn himself out that quick.

He's been in enough fights to know that pacing is the key. Let the enemy come to him but this wasn't that kind of fight. He begins moving to the side in a predatory manner, looking for any opening.]

[He seems a tad frustrated with his own movements. Keeping on the balls of his feet.

Trying to ready himself for a strike from his faster moving opponent.

Then, he stumbles, as if his ankle was not up for the task of keeping up with his own actions. Leaving a good opening as he couldn't just step aside.]

[Varon lunged forward but instead of hitting the old man with his rising knee, he catches him instead.]

Ya a'right?

[That wasn't an opening that he wanted to see but maybe it was time to do some kata training instead.]

I...think we should stick with katas.

[Guess who's walking down the street without a care in the world? One Italy Veneciano, happily "Ve-ing" his way to a friends. Good weather, even in Mayfield, makes Feli cheerful because it means that it's a good day for a siesta! Hopefully with nice dreams of pasta, pizza and pretty girls...

Caught up in his own world, Feli doesn't even notice that he's stepped directly into the path of an oncoming, angry-looking wheel. Not until he hears the screaming, looks up and freezes for a mini second.

Residents around Mayfield may wonder whether there is a screaming competition going on today, because Feli's shrieking is bursting ear drums. He practically grows wings on his feet as he turns tail and hurtles himself down the street.]

GEEEEEERRRRRRMMMMMMAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNYYYYYY~~!!

[So much for a peaceful day.]

[He's still blazing a trail down that road. The poor nation infront of him just happens to be in the way.

It's been a long time since he tormented travelers.

Giving chase.]

RRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

[The giant wheel of doom is might just have to put in overtime. Feliciano's fantastic at running away from the enemy; it's his speciality. The scarier the enemy, the faster he runs, and boy is this monster frightening the poor kid. Feli's just going to continue screaming through Mayfield for someone to rescue him. Unfortunately he hasn't regained his Nation body yet, so human stamina doesn't allow him to run that long at that speed. Eventually Feli's going to tire, and he makes the mistake of turning into a dead-end.]

[Wanyudo is actually enjoying the chase, even if it doesn't look that way.

Tearing off after the fast runner. Soon, the poor kid hit a dead end.

Wanyudo doesn't slow, flying at him at top speed and...

... vanishing at the last moment. Leaving behind a trail of quickly fading fire on the pavement.

From behind Feliciano, a deep grating voice speaks up.]

You should learn to pay attention to your surroundings.

[Yep, the wheel is behind him now. Towards the dead end. The hub is facing Feliciano and that large angry face is glaring.]

[Feli doesn't even dare turn around. He cowers right on the spot and hides his head in his hands and whimpers. But the deep voice nearly causes him to pass out in fright and he shrieks even more.]

No, please don't hurt me!! I'm not a tomato box fairy, I mean, I don't want to die, please don't hit meeeeee!!!

Maybe I will set you on fire and drag your soul to hell!

[The voice shouts, but now is teasing. Not like htere was a hell in this place anyways.]

[Shouting is still shouting, and that scares poor little North Italy a lot. He's going to start wailing now, thanks Wanyudo.]

I don't want to go to hell it's scary and painful and full of fire!!

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Still not sure what Wanyudo is going to start calling him yet.

Anything's good

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