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[hell_wheel]

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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A- [Action]

[last_to_kneel]

[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.

[hell_wheel]

[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.

[last_to_kneel]

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.]

[hell_wheel]

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.

[last_to_kneel]

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.]

[hell_wheel]

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.

[last_to_kneel]

Oh yeah, I can do that.

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

[hell_wheel]

[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.]

[last_to_kneel]

[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.]

[hell_wheel]

[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.]

[last_to_kneel]

[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.