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 Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 9:32 pm
~::Caesar's Gym::~
Personal Training Facility of the Caesar's Boxing Team and Akihiko Sanada Located in the Southern section of the Inaba Downtown Shopping District, several of the old buildings which housed closed down stores were recently bought and razed, paving the way for a new development project in the area. Recently, news has spread that the buyer of the lease on these properties was none other than Akihiko Sanada, the new Detective on the Inaba Police Force and famous Featherweight Class Boxer.
With the construction finally completed and inspections finished, the site across from Tatsumi Textiles and the Fox's Shrine will now be occupied by the personal training facilities of Akihiko Sanada and his "Caesar Boxing Team". The Caesar's Gym, which is a spacious but textbook training facility with a boxing ring, heavy bags, speed bags, treadmills, stationary bikes, and other mats and machines for training martial arts styles or simply keeping in shape, is open to members of the public sector of Inaba starting on Sunday, April 22nd.
Also, applications to become a member or training affiliate of the Caesar's Gym Boxing Team will or to train with them will also be considered, but applications must be delivered in person to Akihiko Sanada when he is in the gymnasium.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 12:14 am
  Rosealine Miina, and Rirouku Muramaro
"Tch, why do I have to be here?"
"Because you're the fresh meat, and need to be broken in!"
"But I.."
"No buts!" Rose called, gesturing at a weight-lifting machine. "Lift some weights, and show me what you got. Don't want to be outdone by a girl, do you?"
Rirouku twitched at this, but smirked. Oh, if she only knew just how much training he actually did. He was secretly thrilled to be in such a well equipped training room, and to have access to it freely. He'd get stronger, he'd get cooler...and he'd show that one Delinquent that he was totally a badass, willing of his attention!..Maybe.
Rose grinned as Rirouku moved to the weight machine, setting it up with a quick, practiced motion. He musta done this sort of thing before....
"Good, good." she called to herself quietly, moving over to a mat before doing some jumping jacks, and then a few stretches. She sat down on the mat, and reach for her toes, testing her flexibility and warming up, while Rirouku seemed to be watching her, with a slight flush.
Come on, keep your cool... he thought, leaning back. Badasses don't get flustered by pretty girls....Even if they....No, No! I gotta stay focused!
He set up the weights and started to lift, grunting loudly as he pushed the weight up. He had to show he was serious! Had to show he was tough!!
Rose paused in her stretches as Rirouku started lifting, before moving over, and grabbing at her phone, sending out a text.
Could do with some of the gang together... she thought quietly, sending out a text before going back to her stretches, preparing for her work-out. Rose, to SEES-2 Members Hey, Me and the fresh Meat just hit the Gym. You should totally drop by and work out with us. Bring the team together, ya know? I'll be waiting~
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 9:43 am
 Satoru Otonashi
"Now now, It's fresh meat a little mean Rosealine? he called out as he opened the door to the gym. She seemed to be in good spirits already trying to get the newest member of SEES-2 into training some what. Perhaps it was nearing a time for a rematch between Rose and Toru, after all they did have somewhat of a fake score to settle after their last interrupted training session. Although a lot had change since then, that was still when Toru was a newbie to the whole persona summoning thing, and all he really had to speak for was some skills with a sword and even that was mainly for sport. "Well I got your message obviously, so how's it going?" he asked the red head setting down the stuff he had brought with him before turning his attention to Riroku watching him try to train he seed like he was at least determined. Toru was glad to have a new member of the group since it always seemed like some of their members like the sort of leave, and they had lost one or two in operations, something that still was bugging him. "Don't strain yourself, you're only really going to accomplish hurting yourself it you don't start slow, and build up to lifting heavier stuff" it's not like he had the same level of knowledge Akihiko did for the sort of thing, but Toru was still trying to give a few pointers and at least trying to be helpful.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 7:50 pm
Rosealine Miina, and Rirouku Muramaro
Rirouku held the weights up as another figure entered, telling him how he should go about his form.
"Tch, for a badass like me, this is Slow." he quipped to the blonde, before setting the weights up even higher than before, and tensing his muscles, lifting a good thirty pounds above his previous weight. He'd known the practices and such, but he couldn't help but try to show off....
Tch. he thought, feeling a slight pain from his arms as he let the weights down. Okay, maybe he overdid it a little....
Rose herself had moved over to a treadmill, starting it up as she started with a light power-walk.
"Nah, he doesn't mind it." she called, waving a hand up at Rirouku. "If anything, I caught him trying to sneak out, and over here on his own. Good to see he's willing to catch up as quick as he can. Maybe the two of you should spar or something~"
She kept up with her pace, bouncing a bit in her step as she smiled. It was nice, even if it was just the three of them for now. Maybe if they were lucky, some of the other borderline-catatonic members of the team would show up. Ooh, that would be fun...
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 9:27 pm
Satoru Otonashi
"Alright, If you start complaining about over doing it, you're not going to get sympathy from me then. Giving a bit of a shake of his head Toru watched as Rirouku started trying to push himself even more. He warned the newbie, but if he was going to try to be a show off more power to him, although there wasn't exactly anyone to show off to. After all it was just him and Rose, there wasn't anyone else around for now, hopefully someone else would show up. Some times the SEES-2 of seemed sort of lazy, and they just seemed to hide in the woodwork until something called them out. "Well how are you doing anyway Rose?" he spoke up stepping on one of the treadmills next to Rose starting out at a light jog. It was a good warm up for if he was going to be doing any training that was more group oriented or like sparing. Either way a it was a good way to start his day, hopefully no one would hurt themselves well unless they sparred, but then they'd be more slightly hurting one another.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 11:17 pm
Rosealine Miina, and Rirouku Muramaro
I'm doing fine, actually. Been a slow couple of months.." she replied to Toru, speeding up her treadmill as Toru got on one himself. Perhaps she was being...competitive? Either way, she started into a light jog as she moved on.
"Anyways, Sanada says we're getting some more new recruits. Think you can handle any of the guys that come your way, To~ru? she added, grinning a cat-like grin. "Or maybe you can teach Riku over there how to land a nice lady."
A loud clanging could be heard, as Rirouku dropped a barbell, before standing back up.
"I get plenty of ladies, you know?!" he called, flustered. "You just never see them because a badass like me doesn't need a woman to make him happy."
Yeah, that's it..
"They were totally falling all over me before...but...Hmmpth."
He resumed lifting weights, adding a few more pounds to really challenge himself. He was good...but he still had a ways to go. With the Legendary Akihiko Sanada starting the team, he'd have to work hard to measure up to his level..
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2012 7:54 pm
 Ȼolm Watanabi X Don't care for me
X Don't cry, let's say goodbye
X Adieu X= = = = = = = = = = = = While the others were talking amongst themselves or resting, Colm snuck out of Mika's house. He wanted time alone to think about what happened last night. To him it was painful and embarrassing. He should've been able to do something to help them get away but he wasn't strong enough. So after some rest he decided to do something about it. The green haired man heard about a Gym in town, people train in gyms all the time to get fit. Being fit made you stronger. So it only made since he go visit one to see how it worked. Colm made sure to slap a bandaid over the bite on his neck and popped up the collar on his jacket before leaving the house. He didn't want it to be completely obvious to everyone around him.
Anyway that's how Colm ended up at Caesar's Gym. He heard voices inside the building so that must've meant it was okay to go inside.. Though he wasn't expecting to see students training in there. Then again maybe they were in some sort of school boxing team. 'Don't start anything Colm.. Your body is still in a world of pain thanks to those jerks last night. The last thing you need is to get schooled by a bunch of kids.' = = = = = = = = = = = = It's time to say goodbye
I know that in time
It will just fade away
It's time to say goodbye
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2012 4:28 pm
 Sylphie
For just a moment, Sylphie had considered kicking the doors in and trying to make as dramatic an entrance as possible. That thought had been set aside, though. Frankly, it just wasn't her style, and instead she'd simply quietly entered the Gym and headed into the locker rooms to change into something more appropriate before hopping onto a treadmill not too far from where Rose was. Unfortunately, they hadn't really been allowed outside of the Dorm the night before, even though they'd all been able to tell that something was up. Sigh. It sort of grated at her nerves... but it had been taken care of. Maybe Minato-senpai had done something? Either way, it was in the past now, and she smiled cheerfully as she began jogging, her loose white shirt flapping slightly as her body got into motion. It was one of the first rules about fighting Shadows: Cardio. Those who were slow had a higher chance of dying, after all. "Hi, Rose! Riru... Riruk... Rar... um... Mura-kun!" she said brightly, stumbling a bit on the boy's name. It was a bit of a harder one, at least for her, and she was probably going to bite her tongue if she didn't settle down there...Quote: Sylphie (Gym Clothes ver.) has joined up with the others at Caesar's!
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2012 5:26 pm
 "Hard Luck" Hatsu Harima, the Heartbreak Kid"Aa, I'll stand my ground...I'll help you."He could hear the voices inside, and he recognized just about all of them. Even if they hadn't spent enough time together yet to really consider themselves all to be close friends, he had spoken on at least one or more occasion in the dormitory with just about everybody that he could hear through the Gym's door just now. They weren't close, but he already considered them to be good friends, even the girls with whom he still had trouble talking (unless he was in the act of helping them with one thing or another...which almost always ended up in the same, sad fashion). Much had changed in his life since that time in July when Akihiko Sanada, the famous boxer had picked him out of the crowd during the Dark Hour at his public training session for the Championship Bout he would soon be entering. Everybody was excited about it at the time, but excitement had changed into a mixture of surprise and a sense of panic when the world around him changed with that strange hour...except for the hard eyes of the celebrity staring right back at him. He and Seika had both been there, both been brought into the light and out of the dark ignorance of their previous lives into this world of chaos and wonder. They had the power to fight, to save people, they had been told; it didn't take Hatsu more than a moment to decide he was in on whatever offer the silver-haired man had for them. Somehow, despite her reluctance, he had convinced the fiery-haired girl to come with him...an acceptance that had filled him with a mixture of confidence and hope that was so very unfamiliar to the young man who had once and was still often known by 'Hard Luck' Hatsu. Together, they made the journey to Inaba...transferring his own university so that he could be a part of this team...and together they lived in the Dorm now (in separate rooms, of course), ready to stand against whatever evil these 'shadows' could throw their way. He had always been the type to jump in first and ask questions later, holding his own with his boxing skills and brawling ability. But fighting together with Seika, with this new team...he felt filled with a strong new purpose. He felt like he was ready to take on the world...
"Aa, good morning," the dark-haired young man echoed a casual greeting to those who were already hard at work, continuing on out of the main gym floor towards the locker rooms until he came to rest at a locker displaying his own name on the front, written in black marker upon white medical tape. Only long-term members of the gym and true boxing prospects were allowed to have their own large locker in the Caesar's Gym...but even so, there was a corner designated for each member of the SEES-2 team thanks to Akihiko's generosity. Again, as he slipped out of his jacket and pants and pulled on a pair of golden mesh shorts and a black tanktop, he was awed by the generosity of the man who lead their cause and had recruited them all onto this shadow-busting team. Idly, someone else with a little more concern for details might have wondered if all of this was simply the boxer-detective being generous to them, or if it was a sign of just how much they needed the members to join and remain a part of the team. Hatsu had no such thoughts. He simply enjoyed what they were given, casually accepting it as fair trade for the work they would be doing one day soon. And as he laced up a pair of gym boots, the same shoes boxers wore during their training in the gym and in the ring, he couldn't help but feel fortunate to have been taken into such a situation. Good accommodations, training facilities, money for food and materials and a good school he could still attend in his free time...for a young man who had simply gotten by during his time in Sumaru City, it felt like luck was finally turning in his favor for a change. ...And then there was Seika, whose mere presence gave him hope that one day soon he might be able to clear the biggest hurdle to the happy life he had always wanted but ever-been denied by those who refused to get to know him. Maybe one day soon, she would do more than just accept a dinner on his dollar...and agree to go out with him for real!
"Aa, I'm ready..." he noted as he stepped out of the door of the locker room, fastening the last velcro strap of his wrist-wraps en route to the heavy bags. Cardio was good, and strength-training was as well. Still, there was on feeling quite like setting hands on a high-quality heavy bag in the Gym of a true boxing star like Akihiko Sanada. With any luck, maybe the man himself would come into the gym and he would ask him to spar for a couple rounds in the big ring on the far side of the room. ...Unlikely, but Hatsu was ever the hopeful one. He might not have a pro fight under his belt, but he knew he had at least some talent for the sport. Did that mean he could hold his own with a man like Akihiko? Not a chance, at least not right now. Did that mean he wouldn't enjoy the experience and try to learn from it? Absolutely not. But for now, it was just himself, the heavy bag, and his hard-working teammates getting a sweat going in the gym in preparation for a day soon to come. The bag resounded beautifully to a couple of short, stiff jabs and cracked with the thunder of a heavy right left hook to the liver-area. He was definitely on form today...and it was almost enough to make him want to skip the cardio entirely and simply work on his technique. ...Almost. But he wasn't quite that foolish to think he could get by without keeping up his wind and his stamina.
Besides, if he slacked off, when Seika came out of the locker room she would surely kick his a**...and, well, you couldn't fault a guy for wanting to impress a girl, could you?
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2012 6:28 pm
Rosealine Miina, and Rirouku Muramaro
"Ahhh, it's nice to see you all." Rose called as a hatted boy that reminded her every day of her friend Faust, Slyphie, and Hatsu emerged from the more secretive parts of the Gym. "Nice to see you joining us today. No ulterior motives to coming along with all the girls around, riiiiiiiight?" She teased, looking to the men in the room. Well, it was certainly a show already, with Toru, Riku, Hatsu, and F...Calm, was it? She knew him in passing, but not quite well enough to remember his full name.....
"I've told you a million times...it's Riku." Rirouku called to Slyphie, before leaning back to do some more weight lifting. With the other new recruit working the bag, and others taking the treadmill, it seemed Riku alone wanted to strengthen his upper body strength right away. Well, at least for the moment. He knew the others packed a punch in their own way, but he was always going to aim to have the strongest punch of them all. With Xehanort strengthening him, there wasn't a battle he wasn't prepared for!
Though...that did remind him of something he had to do after this was all done...
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2012 6:45 pm
Seika Murakami  'What am I doing here?'
It was a question the fiery redhead had been asking herself more than once over the last few months. Why she decided to leave the few things she had back in Sumaru and move to this little town was still beyond her; why she decided to join this team, risk herself and having to bond with all these people she had no intention of knowing was something she couldn't understand yet, why she still let the dark haired, magenta eyed naive fool around her most of the times was something she deemed as momentary insanity on her part...and right now, why she followed said fool to the gym to train and 'get to know the rest of the team better', she didn't even know. Still, Hatsu either had great convincing skills, or there was something about that hidden disappointment when she declined whatever offer he had that always managed to twist something inside of her. It felt like hitting a puppy... and it made her feel like a terrible person, so...despite herself, she tended to give in and follow with his plans. Not that it made her feel any better... if anything, she felt softer...but ugh! With such bad luck in everything... it was cruel denying him anything else.
Still, her reluctance and slight foul mood could almost be seen in her bored expression as she walked behind the university student, making a beeline over to the changing room with nothing but a nod for the rest of the members there. Despite her disposition though, the girl understood what she needed to do now...Now that her life was different, and she was conscious of the danger that loomed around. She still remembered the fear that settled on her stomach that night in Sumaru...when lights had gone out, people she had been standing beside from were transformed into coffins, the atmosphere had been oppressive and dread inducing...and when the silver haired boxer had looked back at them, knowing what was going on... and it was a feeling she didn't want to experience again. She didn't consider herself a people's person...someone that would give anything for others; but here she was anyway. Perhaps she wanted to prove she had changed...or perhaps she hadn't changed at all, and she was aiming to save herself in all of this. Or just maybe (even if this she would never admit)...maybe seeing Hatsu join with such easiness had triggered something inside of her, something that made her want to be better. ... ... ... But most likely, she was just making sure he didn't get killed with any of his stupid actions. Yes. That was it.
A sigh escaped her as she tied red strands up in a messy ponytail, and fixed her black tank top. Well...whatever the reason, there was no backing down now. The girl walked out of the locker room and looked around, almost as if deciding where to start, before moving swiftly near the punching bags, taking a jumping rope in her hands. A scowl was sent Hatsu's way, but it didn't have the bite she would have liked to show before she focused on her own warm up, starting with quick jumps to get her heart racing. Well... at least, she'd be busy here to think about anything else. Cardio first, then she could practice some punches. And punching stuff...she couldn't say she didn't enjoy that.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2012 7:05 pm
Sylphie
Sylphie's eyes narrowed for just a moment as Rose made a comment on ulterior motives... but it wasn't like she would have come out of the locker room in anything she wasn't comfortable with others seeing her in. Besides, this exercise outfit was kind of cute, even if it was on the traditional side. There were much worse things to be wearing, and the girl hummed happily as she paced herself on the machine she was using. Stamina was important, too, after all... speed wasn't the only thing to pay attention to. "Got it, Riko-kun!" the girl added as the tougher boy grumbled on about his name. It was so nice to have lots of her friends together like this, even if it wasn't as fun as going shopping with all of them or something.
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Not that she wanted to be anywhere near girls' stuff when Rose was around. Sigh.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2012 7:37 pm
 ✪≾Anyastasia "Anya" Renee≿✪
↜The Acrobatic English Teacher↝≫≫1♫2♫3≪≪
Anya finished her books and was jogging through the shopping districts. Her green button shirt was off and tied around while her hedgehog was remaining on her shoulder of her purple short sleeve shirt. She slowed down to a stop and huffed alittle. 'I should've stopped back home to drop off my books and wear actual work out clothes instead of leaving dem in the bag.' She had a backpack on with the two books she read and anything she needed for her practice including gym clothes. Plus it added weights to her run. After getting some water, she looked over to see the building infront of her. "Caesar's Gym? I don't remember seeing dis before." She stared at it. 'One de down side, I am indoors and most like won't let me do gymnastics. Plus sides...I have place to work out in the winter, rain and fog. I don't have a treadmill but I do have does mats so I can always do gymnastics at home.' Anya looked off to the side to see her pet, "Well Rekiki, you be de judge too, okay?"
The hedgehog squeaked before going down to sit on her backpack as she opened the door and went in. Anya looked around. 'I see. It's more for boxing. I wonder if dey let me just use the machines and the mat when it's clear. Eh, Could use a class later but dats later.'
She looked around, almost hitting a boy with a cap, "Oh 'scuse me, I was not paying any attention. Sorry." she smiled before looking around more. "Wonder if they have a sign up sheet or something..."
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2012 7:52 pm
"Hard Luck" Hatsu Harima, the Heartbreak Kid"Aa, I'll stand my ground...I'll help you."It wouldn't be accurate to say that he knew all of the members of his team very well; he was beginning to know enough about them to form an opinion, though. Hatsu's opinions, however, almost always tended to be a bit rose-colored. Listening to some of their thoughts and the way they interacted with one another, he took much of what they said at face-value while drawing his own conclusions about them from other things that they said. Riku was the easiest case for the simplistic university student to analyze, and knowing that he had been brought in from Sumaru City about the same time that he had was something which built a sense of camaraderie between the two of them in the boxing boy's eyes. Riku insisted that he was strong and cool, and Hatsu really had no reason to doubt the fact...even with the constant teasing he got from the girls, the over-to-top way that he went about showing himself off, the unlucky guy couldn't help but think that deep down, even if he might have seemed silly at times, Riku really was pretty cool. And not at all weak amongst the newer members of their group. On the other hand, Toru was someone who was probably stronger than he realized. His attitude was cool and collected, but he rarely put off an overconfident vibe or really made any move to stand out from the rest of the crew. Maybe if he did, people would realize how strong he was, but...well, amongst heroes there was always something to be said for humility. The magenta-eyed boy admired that about him, and of a lot of the team, he was one that Hatsu decided he would like to know more. Sylphie was Sylphie...an energetic girl with an almost obsessive desire with defeating the shadows. Just looking at her when they were ordered inside by Akihiko the night before, he could see the trembling desire she had to fight evil. Of course, being a simple guy he really didn't think too much about how obsessed she might have been, but even he could tell there was something bothering her about the whole thing. He wrote it off as a strong inclination towards justice...for now. And, well, Rose was someone on the team who, while lacking a bit in tact, kept a lighter tone amongst the gathered crew. Her jokes, whatever taste they were in, allowed members to laugh and wave one another off, and perhaps that was her own way for covering up for the sadder looks in her eye from time to time that the simplistic Hatsu recognized better than he liked. Well, he wouldn't begrudge her the simple pleasures that made those same eyes sparkle with mirth.
Even so, her teasing him about ulterior motives for coming to the gym weren't really fair. He had come here to train like everyone else, and because he really enjoyed working the heavy bags in the same gym as Akihiko Sanada. Maybe there was some almost immature admiration for the fighter behind that motivation of his, sure, but the truth was that he did enjoy training when he could. And girls were...just a byproduct of that. He wasn't going out of his way to show off for them or anything, but if he didn't want to look bad for them, that was natural too, wasn't it? Comments like that one only made it harder for him to speak to the girls, though...but well, he could write it off fairly easy. Just a jape, he supposed. His eyes had frozen for only a moment in slight confusion as he glanced around the bag at her, shifting his attention pleasantly from one boob to another girl to avoid the direct jab and greet Seika coming out from the locker room for her own jump rope training. Straight to the cardio, he noted...she wasn't messing around today.
"Aa...I'm just practicing," the boy tossed towards the reddish-haired girl's jab casually, avoiding her teasing tone just deftly enough to nearly convince her he hadn't even considered what she might mean by 'ulterior motives'. And really, he didn't have any. His motive was to become stronger. Other things were simply a byproduct, not a motive. Well...that was, even he could admit that it was nicer to come to the gym when he wasn't alone. Which made him all the more thankful that Seika had agreed to come with him, even if she didn't look enthusiastic about getting to know the others. He had faith that she would with time, though...even if she seemed a bit cold, he knew that beneath the surface was a strong, cool, and really a nice person. They would see it in time, too...just like she would realize that the people around her were worth getting to know. He had faith in them. Of course, Hatsu seemed to have that faith in just about everybody...it was his strength, and his weakness. Though he didn't seem the type to consider it too deeply, his upper body weaving through a natural motion as he peppered the bag with a few tentative shots, a mild consternation starting to brew on those calm, expressive features of his. "Aa...was it like this?" his body moved as though he were ducking under a punch and rolling to throw a hook of his own with his right hand...then followed by shifting his upper body backward and completing a similar motion, but from the back rather than underneath, "...Sanada-senpai's last fight...he used a rolling counter for the knockout." He seemed to be trying to mimic the motion that he had seen...and while his movements were sharp, he still wasn't quite sure he was getting it right no matter which way he tried it.
His body rolled, and the bag shuddered under a heavy blow. ...Well, he had his own style of fighting, anyway. And in its own fashion, it was pretty good, too...
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2012 8:56 pm
Ȼolm Watanabi X Don't care for me
X Don't cry, let's say goodbye
X Adieu X= = = = = = = = = = = = Colm sighed to himself as he walked away from the now large group over to a free punching bag. He saw a movie or two showing guys hit these all the time so there was no complicated science to it, he could handle it. The man took a practice swing at the thick cloth bag, hearing the loud thud echo in the gym. It was then a familiar voice caught his attention, he turned to see a pair of very familiar faces. Two folks from Sumaru, Hatsu and Seika if he recalled correctly. Though he couldn't entirely remember how they met and if they were on good terms or not. Great, just what he needed a pair of people who could possibly hate his guts. He grew a little angry at this thought and it gave him an idea.
Somewhere he heard that taking your anger out on a punching bag is supposed to help. So Colm punched the bag again, this time harder than the first time. After a few more punches he felt his anger actually growing as he recalled the reason why he was even there. Following that strange person. Going close to that strange tower and not leaving. Actually standing there to listen to some wacko offer them power. Getting himself and others bitten by snakes! Seeing some suit wearing jerk almost rip something out of his chest. Getting kicked like a soccer ball into the same guy that added more to his pile of pain. Then, after causing the whole mess in the first place, that teacher acting like its okay to take them to her house!? It takes more than food and gauze to make up for getting chomped on by giant serpents! He was too weak to do anything to stop that from happening but why did he get all the bad luck!?
With each thought the green haired fellow felt his anger growing and growing and himself hitting the punching bag harder and harder. Colm actually ended up forgetting there were other people around him as he pounded his fists against the defenseless bag before him. = = = = = = = = = = = = It's time to say goodbye
I know that in time
It will just fade away
It's time to say goodbye
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