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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Crrowly:
11/8/2017 3:27:13 AM
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The door to the training center opened, and a man–or a boy, he looked young–walked in. He couldn’t’ve been any older than 18-19. His build was an athletic one, 5’11” and muscular yet not so much that it would stand out.
Ainsley was a male of Caucasian descent, with lightly tanned skin and dark, brown hair. The most unnatural part about him were his irises; they were an electric opal, and lacked distinct pupils. The second most unnatural part about him was the electric aura that emanated from him–in fact, blue electricity visibly and periodically flickered and crackled all around his body.
He wore a simple, black t-shirt and pearl gray shorts, along with black socks and tennis shoes. On his back was a drawstring back in which certain items were stowed; his brass knuckles, revolver, and knife.
As he approached Eris, he spoke up.
“I heard that this was a training center? In combat?” His voice was on the deep, low side. It also had a bit of static to it, probably a side effect from all the electricity that surrounded him.
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[b][i]Eris smiled as he approached. She wasn't too old, st most 25, as she looked up at him from the papers. Her eyes weren't normal either, their structure snake like, the iris gold. Her hair was pitch black and cut short, and she was quite attractive. Her own skin was not fair, but it tan either. She spoke as he came closer[/i][/b] "Yeah. I opened this place recently, mainly teaching people just how to protect themselves. Are you looking to join?" [b][i]She asked inquisitively, but there was no pressure to it. Her voice wasn't deep, though it wasn't too high either. A nice medium, and it flowed well. [/i][/b]
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“Hell yeah I’m looking to join.” He grinned genuinely, already eager to begin. Either he was extraordinarily hotheaded or simply passionate about fighting. “How do I do so?”
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"Well, first, do you have any past experience with fighting. Martial arts, boxing, anything. Or if you don't want to explain it, you don't have to." [b][i]She said, knowing that from her own experience. She liked the group being small for now, it allowed her to actually interact with the students and such.[/i][/b]
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“Yeah, I’ve had experience. Self taught, basically just street fighting. I don’t know anything about form or whatever, though.” He shrugged.
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"Hey, any experience is better than no experience. Means we have a starting point to go off of." [b][i]She said smiling a bit.[/i][/b] "Unfortunately, you just missed my last class for today, but I'd be happy to give you a bit of a private lesson if you'd like." [b][i]She said.[/i][/b]
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“If you wouldn’t mind the trouble,” Ainsley replied gratefully, stepping back from the desk.
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"No trouble at all." [b][i]She said, as she stood up from the desk. She moved over to the center of the room.[/i][/b] "Here, go put on a set of the training gear over there." [b][i]She pointed to it as she spoke.[/i][/b]
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“Aye aye.” Ainsley walked over to the pile of training gear, quickly putting whatever set seemed his size on before turning towards Eris.
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[b][i]The set fit well, attractive by with Velcro straps as he put it on. It seemed to be good quality: durable but somewhat comfortable.[/i][/b] "So, let's just check out a few basic things first. Show me your stance." [b][i]She said, testing for Ainsley to approach[/i][/b]
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He nodded, before entering his usual fighting stance. His knees were slightly bent while his arms were raised in front of his torso. His body faced diagonally to his right, with his left arm more forward than his right arm, which was in front of his chest. It a very natural stance for him, and he was clearly very used to it.
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"That's pretty good. I'd spread your legs a little bit, shoulder width just for a bit more balance but otherwise the stance is a decent one." [b][i]She said as she moved around him, looking for minor flaws.[/i][/b]
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He did as Eris instructed, moving his feet apart to what felt comfortable. There really wasn’t much wrong with the stance itself; it was what Ainsley was comfortable with, and it worked.
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"You seem like the type to know the basics, jabs and crosses. Show me a few if you know, just want to check and make sure there's no little mistakes. Easy to break your wrist punching someone."
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Ainsley nodded and threw a few punches. He had the form for the punches down, from years of trial and error, but punches really seemed to be all he knew how to do. The downsides of being self taught–limited knowledge.
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[b][i]She only corrects one point really. She pointed his fist so the top two knocked struck.[/i][/b] "Always hit with the top two knuckles. They're a lot harder to brake, and plus they give good focal points for the force." [b][i]She said, but otherwise she was impressed by the punches.[/i][/b] "How are you with kicks?"
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“Generally, I use brass knuckles when I fight, but I’ll do that when I’m caught without ‘em. Kicks? Er... okay.” He threw a kick with his right leg, foot pointed sideways. He clearly was’t used to kicking. “I don’t do kicks much, because the people I fought always seems to catch my foot mid-kick and send me sprawling.”
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"The thing about a kick not many realize is not to leave it out there. It's a quick strike, just like a punch." [b][i]She said. She threw a simple front kick, very fast.[/i][/b] "Plus, throwing one move only isn't usually a good idea. Following a punch up with a kick is usually the best plan." [b][i]She threw the front kick again, breaking it down.[/i][/b] "Remember when kicking, toes aren't pointed in a. Front kick. Good way to break them. Strike with the ball of your foot somewhere like the groin, and you can incapacitate an opponent fairly well."
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“Right.” He threw another kick, this one more focused like a punch. It was faster, and more accurate. He was already thinking of scenarios in a fight where he’d be comfortable putting kicks in.
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"Good. The key is to not let someone know it's coming. Distract them with something else, and fakes are very useful for that reason. Just show them enough to get them to move..." [b][i]She said, raising her knee quickly as if she were to throw a kick, before firing a cross instead.[/i][/b] "And you'll be able to do some damage."
