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Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2017 23:51:50 GMT
Help Me Get Away From Myself My Whole Existence Is Flawed
Of course some teacher would suggest to him to check out the martial arts club. It wasn't like it was that weird since he sometimes had temper issues. Walking into the club, there were a few people there practicing. His blue eyes scanned around the room slowly taking in the sights. He wasn't really sure he was actually disciplined enough for something like martial arts, but hey, getting to beat people up was always fun wasn't it? Suddenly his gaze stopped on a familiar blonde. He had seen that kid somewhere before, well, at least he knew someone there. Not that he knew he probably annoyed Michael with his existence.
"Yo kid!" Ryszard called out, not giving the blonde much of a choice as he quickly approached and draped an arm around the younger male. "I didn't know you were into this kinda stuff? So what do you take? Or do you just take them all?" Rys asked curiously. He had no idea about such things, so hey if he could get the opinion of someone who actually participated all the better right?
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Feb 9, 2017 3:45:17 GMT
Michael had been hanging around the martial arts dojo for a little while, his eldest brother having suggested that he should learn some martial arts to better defend himself and such. The blond was, for once on the campus, without his gun or his suit currently and rather in the garb that was desired for such an activity. He was merely standing off to the side on his phone while people were doing their thing, texting one of his siblings when a rather annoying thing approached him. Already hearing his voice sent a shudder running through him, his hair on the nape of his neck standing on end. Oh... Not him again...
He frowned when that guy approached and then proceeded to drape an arm around him before speaking once more. "Eugh! It's touching me!" He spoke out in disgust, trying to push Ryszard off of him. "Don't touch me! How many times do I need to say that?! Don't. Touch. Me!" He snapped at him, smacking a hand at his arm as if that would make him back off. He then huffed in an annoyed fashion and moved away from the man to go put his phone away with the rest of his things, just ready to grab his gun and point it at him if he tried to follow. Damn clingy peasant! What was with them this year?!
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2017 7:34:26 GMT
Ryszard simply laughed when Michael smacked his hand off of him repeating the need for Rys to not touch him. "You got some weird germaphobe thing going on?" He mentioned as he followed along Michael as he began to walk away. Of course his attention was more on the things going on around them than on the actual blonde. "This place is pretty cool, not particularly somewhere I would have expected to run into a guy like you. I mean you dress all fancy and stuff." Finally those blue eyes came back to rest on Michael as he asked curiously, "You from some high up family or something?" Rys just smiled and shook his head, looking back around the dojo.
"So, what you gonna try? Some Judo? Jiu Jitsu? Kendo?" Rys rapid fired at the blonde, before adding onto the line of questions. "Oh are you gonna get some training in to help out with the Aurora Brigade? That is a pretty smart idea. I myself came at the suggestion of a teacher, but that's some smart thinking there. Not that I can't hold my own or nothing." Quite the opposite actually. Rys was very good at street fighting as well as using his power, so he never really worried about self defense, but it could be cool to learn about some kind of disciplined fighting. Patting Michael on the back, obviously not caring about the male's warning Rys grinned. "So what should we try?" Yep. It was a we now. Ryszard obviously had no intention of leaving Michael alone, anytime soon.
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Feb 9, 2017 21:56:55 GMT
The second year was quite annoyed that the fourth year had followed him and proceeded to talk continuously to him. He moved away once more and threw him an annoyed look as he put his phone away and tried to ignore him. Couldn't he take a hint of being not wanted? He sighed heavily and turned to face him, scowling up at the tall male. "Yes, I'm from a very wealthy family who practically owns most of France. No, Kendo isn't even martial arts. You're a complete idiot." He spoke, his eye twitching a little when the man had the nerve to then pat his back.
"Kendo is the art of swordplay, not hand to hand fighting." He added as he once again moved away from the man. "How many times do I need to tell you to stop touching me anyway?" He spoke with a small growl as he turned away and began to walk off before halting suddenly. "We? Who said anything about we?!" He spoke then, turning to face him as he scowled at him once again. "I never invited you to this! Not allowed you to even talk with me!" He snapped at him a bit, taking a step towards him as he balled his hands into fists. "Go bug someone else already, dammit!"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 11, 2017 10:25:06 GMT
As Michael corrected him on the whole martial arts thing Ryszard just nodded his head in understanding. Of course Michael's tune entirely changed when he mentioned not touching him yet again. Seriously was this kid a germaphobe? Maybe he would just sanitize his hands in front of Michael before touching him next time. Yeah, because that would definitely solve the problem with that one. As he continued on about the we, and some other stuff that Rys sort of just zoned out on, the male just chuckled. "Ah man you are such a kidder."
Looking around the room again at everything going on Rys grinned, "Nah man, I would never ditch you. Besides doing stuff like this is always better with some friends around." He noted to the male before looking at the blonde. "Relax man. We will find something to do. I hear this is a good way to get your aggression out." He mentioned though he didn't mean anything in particularly by it. Especially since he had zero idea that Michael would probably like to release his aggression all over his face currently. "I'm thinking judo... flipping people seems cool. What do you think?" Still obviously oblivious to the fact that Michael was stepping closer with his fists balled up probably ready to take a swing at any given moment.
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Post by Michael Cousteau on Feb 17, 2017 20:59:49 GMT
Michael stared at the upperclassman with an annoyed expression as he went on to say that he'd never ditch him and all that other crap that seemed ridiculous to him. Did he seriously think they were friends?! Just what gave him that idea? The more the taller male spoke, the more the blond teen grew angrier. Oh he really wanted to hit him!
The second year paused and glanced around before grabbing the front of Ryszard's shirt before he dragged him over to a bench and the shoved him down on it. After that he did what he needed to do - he swung a fist at his face and didn't care if it landed or not. After that he moved away and stormed off towards where he could actually practice some martial arts. "Go find someone who is as stupid as you to be your friend!" He called over his shoulder as he was dearly hoping that the older male got the message to leave him alone. Gods, just because they practically worked with Rishe did not make them friends!
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