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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.)

Comments

[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.