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Post by James Williams on Jun 9, 2017 21:01:17 GMT
James loved his martial arts, he hadn't missed a class since he started lessons last year. He'd shed a few kilograms and lost most of his puppy fat, he was actually on the lean side but he still had insecurities from his days of being a little overweight hanging around.
Today was starting to get quite hot, by his standards at least Having bean brought up in England he wasn't used to the heat. With this in mind, he regrettably had to abandon his shirt in favour of blue Muay Thai shorts, black hand wraps and black ankle supports. He was a little self conscious about it but he knew once he started he'd soon zone into it
The class started and he was glad he made the choice he did. That 15 minute jog with push ups, sit ups, and squats dotted around was certainly pushing up the heat. He took a quick swig of water whilst before they had to pair up, glancing to the side there was a dude in a tank top and shorts. He hadn't paired up with the guy before but he looked nice enough. He gestured his head over and politely asked "Would you mind pairing up?" They were encouraged to switch partners regularly to get a broader range of practice.
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Post by Kyon Tae Seung on Jun 12, 2017 21:42:32 GMT
[attr="class","top"] Michyeo, michyeo K.O., knockdown Take it over Naeui jeonbul~. [attr="class","one"] [attr="class","tbody"]Judging by the numerous people that had appeared to be intent upon attending the club that day, it was safe to say that the rest of the attendees had undoubtedly felt the same as far as loving their art. Regardless of whether or the student in hand had been a long time veteran by then, or perhaps a still green novice that had started within the past year or so, the members present seemed intent to give the session their all- even if some had expressed a faint degree of difficulty and trouble during the warm ups alone. During said run, a particular third year had taken care to run alongside one of his friends for the meantime; an equally as tall boy who looked to be no older than he was, and one whose hair had been a bold, striking hue of orange, with piercing green eyes to compliment it. Throughout their run - which they had absentmindedly yet commonly had a habit of remaining towards the front of as they paced themselves rather swiftly - Taeseung Kyon often flashed his companion a swift and smug smirk on occasion as their conversation progressed onwards, watching as he gave him a deadpanned glare in response to what stupid remarks he shot his way. It was all in good fun, of course, and Taeseung had long since then managed to get used to the vicious personality that was Fenryll Cailean Anderson’s demeanor, though he had to admit that it was still fun to annoy him from time to time, even if the emerald eyed boy’s reactions were toned down as a result of finally accepting him as a friend. ”Soooo, Fenny boy…” Tae started off coolly, already chuckling as he heard a sigh of annoyance and exasperation alike slip away from Anderson’s lips. ”...Ya got a girlfriend yet~? Eeeeh? Eeeeeeh?” ”...No. I don’t,” the other third year responded, his tone flat. ”It’s the same answer every single time, so stop asking already.” ”Eeeeeh? Ya suuuure? ‘Cause I coulda sworn that I saw one of the cheerleaders clingin’ onto ya hella hard, and-” With those words, Fenryll shoved his hand into Taeseung’s face, causing him to stumble and give a sudden, ridiculous and murmured scream as he regained his balance. Fenryll himself took the opportunity to jog ahead and to the next exercise pit stop. ”And with that, I leave you to yourself. I’ll see you later, Kyon.” Azure voids would have trailed after the neighboring third year as he ran off to assume his normal, lone wolf stature once more, giving another snicker under his breath as he himself decided to give him a break and resume the rest of the club routines on his own for the meantime. Although he crossed Fenryll on occasion in between the laps and push ups among other things, he merely shouted some joking and snarky remark at him before sprinting ahead in order to escape whatever scathing rage had been being built up for him as a result. By the time that he had officially finished the final portion of the arranged exercises, he went out of his way to give Fenryll some leeway, choosing to briefly jog to the sidelines to further warm himself up. Inhaling deeply, he shook his arms out and allowed his body to relax before taking his normal stance; his hands lifted and slightly opened in front of his face to guard it, and his feet distanced somewhat farther away as his knees remained faintly bent, as well. Narrowing his eyes into a focused glare, he stared straight ahead of him at first before swiftly and suddenly stepping forward, striking his foot upwards within a quick heel kick. Wasting no time at all, he pivoted his form and performed a similar kick after switching his feet, though wound up for a third kick, only to cut it short as he heard another approaching him from afar. Upon hearing the newcomer draw near, he glanced over within his direction, scanning him over for a moment or two. He had seen him around the club throughout that school year, though he realized that he hadn’t quite interacted with him that much in the past. May as well change that, since he was given the opportunity to. Nodding, he shot the other boy a grin as he turned around to fully face him. ”Haha, Hell yeah, bro~! I’d be down,” he confirmed. Shaking his arms out slightly, he pressed the back of his hands together and pushed against them to warm his wrists up before stretching his legs a little bit more. ”Name’s Taeseung Kyon. Ya joined the club this year, if my memory ain’t shittin’ me right about now, yeah?”
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Post by James Williams on Jun 14, 2017 16:59:10 GMT
Well this guy was certainly upbeat and enthused. He wasn't quite sure how to describe it but he was very forwards. James felt like he should be doing a bit more stretching, but he'd already done what he usually does so decided against it.
He nodded and extended a fist for Taeseung to bump he he liked "Yeh, it's been about thirteen months, not that I'm keeping count or anything. I'm James by the way, James Williams" he actually knew it was 58 weeks to the day but he wouldn't admit that, that'd just be weird to admit he figured.
He glanced over to the pads, anticipating the instructor's next move "Alright guys, get some Thai pads, we'll be going over some basic kicking and punching combinations. The basics are the foundations you build on. No matter what level you are at be willing to learn but also to unlearn what you know" James nodded, it was well said and completely true, unlearning bad habits was every bit as important as learning new techniques.
James saw people starting to make their way towards the pads and jogged overtowards them himself. All the pads were good quality, but some were newer than others and James managed to nab a new pair.
Jogging back he started to secure them around his forearms, realising he forgot to ask Taeseung if he wanted to go first. It was a little late but it was better than never "Do you mind me holding the pads first or do you want to? I don't mind either way myself so it's your choice" most people usually wanted to hit the pads first to get going, but James found it was easier for him to get into it after holding the pads for a few minutes. Tag: Kyon Tae Seung GREY!
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Post by Kyon Tae Seung on Jun 21, 2017 23:38:54 GMT
[attr="class","top"] Michyeo, michyeo K.O., knockdown Take it over Naeui jeonbul~. [attr="class","one"] [attr="class","tbody"]An inquisitive yet amused eyebrow stretched upwards ever so faintly upon hearing the other’s introduction, as well as his apparent time dedication to the club. Grinning continuously and profusely, Kyon nodded and laughed in good humor, pulling his fingers in and raising his hand in order to give him a rather leisurely and upbeat thumbs up. ”Eyyy, well it’s hella nice to meet ya in any case, bro,” he shot back as he took care to lower his hand once more in the process. Shifting his shoulders slightly, he gave either of them a couple of rolls to further warm his muscles up, keeping his attention upon James all the while. ”Been in the game myself for about, like...nearly a decade and a half myself, now. Take a year probably, buuut...details are details~. Ha~!” For a brief moment following his latest words, the third year himself shifted his attention away from his newfound partner and over towards the instructor as he began to speak. The smirk that he wore broadened in response to his words, and he simply gave a strong, sharp nod in affirmation and acceptance in regards to the instructions posed before those present before peering over at James once more. A chuckle left his lips as he watched him already begin to jog over to take up a couple of pads, and he simply followed after him in a brisk, midway cross between a mild jog and a sprint. By the time that James had begun strapping the pads to his arms, Taeseung himself had already begun assuming his normal stance; knees bent and feet spread beneath him slightly as he bounced upon them to keep a swift and keenness for footing, and his hands opened with the palms faced down at an angle as the hovered close towards the front of his chest, as well as near towards the bottom of his chin; the left slightly further forward than the right. Bright, strikingly aquamarine eyes of his would follow the younger one’s movements, and simply narrowed in further amusement as he posed the given question his way. ”Yoooo, I’m chill either way, man,” he responded with a casual laugh, still maintaining his stance and bounce in stature in order to grant him leeway for quick footed movements as was necessarily. ”If ya wanna hold ‘em first, then go for it~! Just tell me when you’re good and ready so I don’t accidentally kick your hand back into your face or somethin’, yeah~?”
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Post by James Williams on Jun 23, 2017 9:13:57 GMT
Tae Seung seemed like seemed like a nice dude, lots of experience too by the sounds of it. He loved pairing up with people who had more experience than him, it was an excellent chance to learn from somebody who's still a student, but been at it a lot longer. He felt he made twice as much progress working with a more experienced person, than working with somebody about the same. He figured that could just be his learning style.
He rolled his shoulders a little to warm up, getting quite into the zone as he waited for the instructor's instructions. A feint blush came over his face when Tae Seung mentioned about kicking his hand into his face, he couldn't help but laugh nervously a little "Yeh.... that has happened a lot in the past, I used to have trouble bracing in time but that's sorted now"
The instructor looked around, everybody had a partner and pads which was perfect, he hated it when there was an odd number
"Alright lads, two rounds on the pads, pad person is in charge but I want you to focus on drilling the basics. Start on the beep, two beeps means the end of the round and you get a 30 second rest"
As soon as the instructor finished speaking the timer bleeped for the start and James went straight into action, it was like a switch half flipped as his voice took on a little authority
"Jab-cross-hook-right kick"
He lined the pads up for each hit as he said them. Tae Seung would probably notice how swift and smooth his transition was from each pad position. It wasn't flawless by any stretch of the imagination, but it was certainly more advanced than you'd expect from somebody his level. He'd continue with similar combinations, focusing on basic combinations with most involving kicks at some point.
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