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Post by sayuri on Mar 27, 2007 18:21:24 GMT -5
It was an early tuesday morning. Syauri had received a message from Simon Fierhart, changing the plans of her training session with him. He instructed her to meet him on South Beach at 7am. Sayuri stands on the beach dressing in a pink sports top and white warm up pants, her hair in two pig tails. As she admires passers by, waving in her usual cheery manner, She notices a figure heading her way from the distance.
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Post by simon on Mar 27, 2007 18:26:36 GMT -5
Simon wlaks along the beach towards Sayuri. On his back was a gym bag. He comes to a stop a few yards away from her, and drops the bag on the sand. He speaks soon after.
This is going to be a test of you ability. Before we do anything, I want to see just how far along your combat skills are. You've had flashes of brilliance in you 2 matches thus far, but flashes aren't good enough. You held back when you fought that Knight girl, and that's why you were beaten.
Simon reaches down and unzips the gym bag. From it he pulls out 2 pairs of padded gloves. He takes the smaller pair and tosses them over to Sayuri.
Put them on.
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Post by sayuri on Mar 27, 2007 18:29:39 GMT -5
Sayuri catches the gloves, then looks at Simon like a deer in head lights.
You...you want Sayuri t...to FIGHT Saimon-san??? Sayuri no like this. Sayuri will get KILLED!!!
She reluctantly puts on the gloves and awaits his next command.
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Post by simon on Mar 27, 2007 18:30:54 GMT -5
Simon simply raises his fists in fighting posture and says...
Attack me.
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Post by sayuri on Mar 27, 2007 18:32:58 GMT -5
Sayuri begins wimpering, reluctant to even move a muscle.
B...b...but, Sayuri no want to attack Saimon-san. Is there other way Sayuri can show her skill? Maybe race or something? Sayuri no want to get...
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Post by simon on Mar 27, 2007 18:36:51 GMT -5
Simon's voice booms across the beach like a nuclear explosion.QUIT BEING A COWARD AND ATTACK, DAMMIT!!! Do you WANT to keep failing or WHAT!!! ATTACK ME, NOOOOOOOOOOW!!!
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Post by sayuri on Mar 27, 2007 18:39:31 GMT -5
Sayuri flinches at the yelling of Simon. She takes a deep breath and readies herself to attack. She charges forward at him and throws a punch.
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Post by simon on Mar 27, 2007 18:59:48 GMT -5
***All done W/Permission***
Simon catches Sayuri's punch. As swift as it was, Simon read the attack from the moment she stepped forward. He leg trips her, flipping her over onto the sand. Standing with his back to her, he says...
Try again...
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Post by sayuri on Mar 27, 2007 20:54:50 GMT -5
Sayuri gets up from the floor rubbing her bottom. A look of determination fills her eyes. She knew Simon was good, but he just fended off her best effort as if she was a child. She takes up stance once again, and attacks with a barrage of punches and kicks.
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Post by simon on Mar 27, 2007 21:03:05 GMT -5
As if almost supernatural, Simon turns and defends against Sayuri's attack. This time there was even more fury behind each advance. He bobs and weaves her attacks with the swiftness of cat, slipping past them as if he were the wind itself. He steps into his own attack, an open palm thrust to the abdomen of Sayuri. It crashes into her gut and forces her to one knee. Just as he did with Sabastien, he hit her not hard enough to injure, but hard enough to realize what she stood against. Simon kneels down beside her.
Your attack is fluid. Your motion is swift. It's not your technique. Not at all. What's missing is the will. You claim to "fight for justice", but that's not what your heart says. It's not what your fists say. You need to find a REASON to fight. Something that's all your own. I can't show you what to fight for, Sayuri. But I can show you how to become a better fighter.
Simon rises from the sand. He extends his hand to Sayuri offering to help her up.
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Post by sayuri on Mar 27, 2007 21:07:25 GMT -5
Sayuri refuses his hand, and instead rises from her knee on her own. With the same look in her eye, she responds.
Sayuri knows to never trust enemy, even in defeat.
She lowers her head and bows.
Arigato, Saimon-san. Sayuri will not let sensei down.
Sayuri's eyes grow big, as if she'd seen a ghost, or a monster behind Simon. She point to what she's looking at.
S...Saimon-san! L...l...look!
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Post by simon on Mar 27, 2007 21:08:23 GMT -5
Simon slowly turns around to see what Sayuri was looking at. It was a sight he knew he would see, just not so soon...
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Post by draco on Mar 27, 2007 21:22:13 GMT -5
A group of men clad in black all stand before Sayuri and Simon. They part in the middle, allowing Draco Thanatos to step through. He stands silent, merely observing Fierhart.
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Post by simon on Mar 27, 2007 21:24:55 GMT -5
Simon looks to Sayuri and says...
Whatever you do, stay behind me.
He walks forward, coming within mere feet of the awesome Thanatos.
Draco. It's been a while, hasn't it?
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Post by draco on Mar 27, 2007 21:29:21 GMT -5
In a deep, bellowing voice, Draco speaks his 1st words since arriving in America.
Not nearly long enough, Destroyer. I figured the next time I would meet you would be in the next life. Fitting how fate plays it's role. It seems as if we stand now on two sides of the same war.
He folds his arms awaiting Simon's response.
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ATTACK ME, NOOOOOOOOOOW!!!