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Still Waters; (Aaron, Kyo, Open for 1 more)
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Maintaining perfect balance and breathing slowly out, he slowly extended his leg to side-kick, now standing on one leg. His right foot was on the same level as his eyes, and he held it there for few seconds, before he pulled it back slowly. Then he repeated the move, but this time, the kick was almost too quick to see. After returning the kick, he started another slow kick, but this time it went towards the sky, his legs being now at 180 degrees angle. Before he could return return the kick, he saw something flying towards him. He spinned around on one leg, and dropped his heel on the apple that was flying towards his face. The second apple he chopped to pieces with left elbow chop, and third one with right straight. He then prepared for next barrage of fruits, but it never came. The man throwing them was eating the last one.

"You are getting the hang of this Aaron. I guess it's time to move up to throwing rocks." Shottori-sensei said.
"I hope you're kidding." Aaron answered with his usual expression. He was wearing only his sweat-suit pants, revealing his muscles, scars on his arms and shoulders and a big scald on his back. Sun made sweat on his skin to shimmer a little, and small breeze blowed from the lake.
"Nonsense! When I was in your age, my father started to throw grenades at me." Shottori -sensei answered with a wide smile, that didn't reveal if he was kidding or not. Shottori-sensei was almost 60-years old, but he had body of the 30-years old. He was baldand he had a long, white moustache and beard. Aaron had met him by coincidence, when he first moved to Rockport. He had heard that he didn't took diciples, but for some reason, he had accepted Aaron as one. When Aaron had asked why he did took upon to himself to train him, Shottori-sensei had only given some cryptic answers. Aaron had no reason to complain though. Shottori-sensei's training was harsh, but it had helped Aaron to push his limits, and opened new views to martial arts. For what end was it going to lead him, he did not know.
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"Alright, alright, alright..." Kyosuke said quickly, tilting his neck from left to right with excitement. He glanced down at his now bandage-free hands and clenched and unclenched his fist. The scars were still present from before but they were hardly visible and he was anxious to get back into the fight again. All he had been able to do for the past few weeks was practice combos on nothing but the poor air, but he was now free to finally practice on something solid. He had almost lost the sensation of fist-on-solids. The serenity of the small field surrounding the lake was perfect for getting back into the swing of things. At his feet lay a small stack of wide tree bark that he had pried from nearby trees. He bent down and picked up four 'plates' of bark, and turned them over in his hands. They looked big enough... He wondered if they were strong enough to give him a good feel. Tree bark was generally not very strong, but the trees in the area had been quite healthy and so their bark were stronger than usual. Shrugging, Kyosuke quickly tossed the four plates of bark one after the other high into the air. He gazed up with a focus as he saw some coming down and he readied his hands, diverting every last bit of his attention to his primal instincts.

Two came down on his left and his far right, the one on the far right coming down faster than the left one. Quickly, Kyosuke jabbed his elbow it its direction, hitting it dead center and splitting it instantly, sending it tumbling towards the ground in two pieces. Not even a second after he did that did he shoot a fist into the air at the left one, hitting it and splitting it into three pieces as it shattered at his fist. The third one came down very quickly after that and he delivered a rapid rising kick to it, shattering it into four pieces as the tip of his shoe collided with the piece of bark. The four one was already half way down when Kyosuke quickly dropped the foot he had just shot up and used it as a weight to help propel his upper horizontal kick. Unfortunately, the awkwardness of his position made the kick come off less than perfectly and it caught the tree bark on its side, sending it hurdling forwards towards another boy near the lake that he had failed to notice before. "Ah! Hey, look out!" he called to the boy loudly. After which, he would run up to the boy with concern. "Whoa, shit, sorry about that! Are you alright?!" he asked them, his eyes darting all over for signs of injury.


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One thing that he did not actually miss from home was a giant body of water. Having been surrounded by one for a good chunk of his life, Hakuro felt that he should be avoiding those things, but this was different. This was a lake. And so, it occurred to him that he could invest some of his time into that relaxing sport of patience and care: Fishing. So, while others were perhaps in this nature-filled area to get into training of some sort, our hat-and-trenchcoat boy was out with a rod-and-reel, as well as a tacklebox with whatever he could scounge together as bait, listening to a tune...

What did he know about fishing? Well, he knew he had alot of free time as a child to learn, so we can consider Hakuro to be fairly-adept at the art, though he has never heard of anything so-known as a fishing license. He had bought this equipment recently, and was heading along down to the lake to look for what he conidered to be...the perfect spot. He DID faintly hear the sounds of people training and considered for a moment whether this would scare the fishies off when...he saw a slab of bark go wild that had been kicked. Its progress would cross before him. This was perfect.

Now...Hakuro liked movies, and one thing that he - the Hatto-san - liked especially was Goldfinger's assistant from that James Bond movie, Odd Job. Dropping his equipment suddenly, there was the shout of "HAT!" as he threw his hat to intersect the bark. This actually turned the accidental bark-shot into a near-miss. Remember, not only was Odd Job's hat blown out of the water by Mythbusters, but Hakuro's hat wasn't exactly heavy either. Nevertheless, it served...only now he didn't know what the hell was going on.
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Just when Aaron was about to start another kata, loud yell caught his attention.
"Ah! Hey, look out!" Aaron turned to face the direction where the sound came. First he noticed big chunk of tree bark hurling towards a fisher. For Aarons surprise, fisher threw his hat at the flying bark-piece, and by some minor miracle, it changed it's trajectory. Now it was flying towards Aaron. Out of reflex, he made a quick thrust with his left hand, his fingers extended. The loud crack was heard, when Aaron's fingers pierced the chunk of bark.

"Whoa, shit, sorry about that! Are you alright?!" Someone asked. Aaron recognized him as the one who shouted the warning. Aaron pulled the bark off from his hand. Chunk of wood had 4 holes in it now.
"Yeah." Aaron replied. His answer wasn't completely honest. Strike he had used was able to pierce old tree bark, meaning it was very strong strike. If that had hit human, it would have been lethal. What worried him, was that it came by reflex. He ddn't plan it, he just striked.
"Right, who was the dumbass, who thinks he can throw things at my diciple? That is MY privilige!" Shottori-sensei asked, sounding annoyed.
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Much to Kyosuke's surprise, the bark traveled in the direction of yet another peaceful denizen of the lake. A fisher-boy who was simply minding his own business when the ruthless bark shot at him. Kyosuke grabbed at his head in a panic but was astounded when the said fisher-boy whipped out his hat with a yell. "HAT!" he called out as he thumped the bark with it, sending it an entirely new vector. It rocketed towards another person to whom Kyosue yelled out to. However, in a completely un-hesitant movement, four fingers pierced the plate of bark straight through. Kyosuke stared in awe for a second and a half before shaking himself to attention.

As he yelled out his inquiry into if they were alright or not, the tall boy-man replied with a simple "Yeah". Kyosuke sighed in relief, as he put a hand to his chest, feeling the panicked beat of his heart. If he had hurt someone with his training.... he would have been devastated.

"I'm glad to hear that" he said that with a tired yet relieved smile. The tire that may or may not have shown was just a result of his on-the-spot panicking.

"Right, who was the dumbass, who thinks he can throw things at my diciple? That is MY privilige!" barked an elderly man from not far from the person who he was talkign to.

"Again, i'm really sorry. I was just doing some training and... I messed up." he said, bowing. "I'm Kyosuke, I go to Ravencroft" he said in introduction, staring around the palm that pierced the piece of bark. "How about you?" he asked curiously. Slowly, little by little, it began to dawn upon him that to have such quick reflexes and power, these two boys must be quiet strong. It had not surfaced yet, but the urge to combat them was creeping it's way through his brain. He then looked over his shoulder, over at the fisher-guy. He waved over to him and yelled out to the boy. "Really sorry about that Mr. Hat person! Is your hat damaged?" he called out.


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That was perfect! How'd I even do that?!

The young man went to recover his hat while the bark was killed by a powerful thrust and the sensei was pissed that he had not been the one throwing it. Those three were engaged in the act of apologizing while Hakuro put it back on and headed back to his dropped equipment. He stopped when he heard himself being called and turned.

"Really sorry about that Mr. Hat person! Is your hat damaged?"

"The hat is fine, the coat is clean, and I am good."

Hey, that's Hatto-san to you, bub. What may not have been clear before - due to his obscuring attire - was now apparent: The accent betrayed a Japanese boy who'd recently come over after studying the english language. Hakuro had done well by now, though it was not perfect. He picked up his tacklebox and frowned when he heard the rattling inside. No, not a snake. Something far worse... He opened it up and everything was all over the place in there! ARGH!!

"My box, however, is a mess..."

He closed it up and picked up his rod, heading over to them and nodding at the boy that split the bark.

"That was very good, by the way."
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The boy seemed relieved when Aaron told he was ok. Aaron was still worried that reflex-strike he made. If he would do something like that in reflex, and opponent would be something else, instead of piece of bark...
Shottori-sensei's shouting snapped him back to reality. He wondered why he wasn't surprised that sensei was angry only because he wasn't the one throwing things at Aaron.
"Again, i'm really sorry. I was just doing some training and... I messed up." Said the yellow eyed boy. When he said the word "training", Aaron looked at him quickly. Scars on his knuckles and the muscles in his arms and shoulders revealed him to be a fighter. Aaron couldn't exactly define what kind of. His body-type was that of a boxer, but the way he held himself, told him that he didn't only rely on his fists.

"I'm Kyosuke, I go to Ravencroft" The boy introduced himself.
"Aaron. I go to Ravencroft too." Aaron replied. He kept an eye on the Kyosuke, for he could his fighting-spirit rising. Yet, he suppressed it, and turned his attention to fisher, who was picking up his hat.
"Really sorry about that Mr. Hat person! Is your hat damaged?" Kyosuke asked. Aaron was surprised by his choice of protecting himself from flying objects. Hat-throwing isn't that reliable way to parry targets.
"The hat is fine, the coat is clean, and I am good." The fisher said, and checked his bait-box.
"My box, however, is a mess..." He muttered.
After that, he packed his gear, and said:
"That was very good, by the way." He said, referring to thrust Aaron used. Before he could answer, Shottori-sensei interrupted him.
"Yeah, yeah. Enough with the chit-chat." He then turned his attention to Kyosuke, looking very threatenng.
"You. You interrupted my diciple's training, and threw things at him. Well, I'm not gonna let it slide. As repayment, you have to spar with Aaron." Aaron was surprised by the way things turned out.
"Sensei, I don't think that's a..."
"NONSENSE! Every fight is a good idea. Now stop your willy-wabbing, and get ready! And you. Boy with a hat, what was your name again? You'll work as a clockman. "

(ooc. Sorry it took so long to post. Work and my godson has kept me busy)
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"Aaron. I go to Ravencroft too." said the taller boy-man in quite a static voice. Kyosuke wondered if he was upset with the occurring but he could feel a certain sort of aura from this person. Not quite as dramatic as one would see in anime or manga but rather... It was a sort of battle-spirit sense between those who knew the thrill of combat. Kyosuke felt his skin tingle with excitement and could practically feel his blood accelerate. The hunger of a predator flashed across his eyes for a split second before he realized where he was and began calming himself down. Putting his left hand to his neck as he slightly twisted it around in an effort to keep himself distracted from the sensations in his body, he also put forth his right hand to shake the hand of the boy-man.

"Good to meet you Aaron-sa-" he began, but cut himself off. "I mean, Good to meet you, Aaron" he said with a smile.

"The hat is fine, the coat is clean, and I am good." the boy with the hat responded, appearing sound and well.

Kyosuke exhaled in relief. "That's good" he responded at the initial part. However, at the secondary part, he flinched in guilt. "Ough... Sorry about that" he said, as if physically afflicted by the words. "Do you need some help sorting it out?" he asked, scratching the back of his head nervously. Before he could do much, however, the loud and irate old man began to speak once more.

"Yeah, yeah. Enough with the chit-chat." He then turned his attention to Kyosuke, looking very threatening. Kyosuke pulled at his collar at the pressure being exerted upon him by the old man. "You. You interrupted my diciple's training, and threw things at him. Well, I'm not gonna let it slide. As repayment, you have to spar with Aaron." he growled angrily at Kyosuke.

Kyosuke's face contorted into one of complete confusion as one eye widened and its eyebrow arched as the other squinted slightly and its eyebrow furrowed. He wasn't at all against this but... He had never had someone, er, throw him into a fight -so to speak. Aaron began to speak against the idea but the old man was quick to cut him off. He did notice, though, that Aaron seemed to call him 'sensei'. Perhaps he was acquainted with the Japanese? The old man practically commanded the boy with the hat to be a 'clockman'. What that meant precisely he was not sure, but it seemed like there was no proper way out of this fight... not that Kyosuke wanted a way out. He simply wondered if the hatboy might get caught up in the combat and that if he did, that he would be able to handle himself properly. That said, he did deflect a flying piece of bark with a hat and lightning fast reflexes so it was more than possible that he could handle himself.


Kyosuke looked over at Aaron however, and placed his fists on his hips, partly in anticipation. "Well, I don't really mind but... I say we make things more interesting" he said, raising a finger in the air, an expression of mischief scrawled across his face. He used the same finger and pointed at the hatted boy. "A three way free-for-all. Last man standing er... doesn't clobbered by mister old man here" he said, nodding respectfully at the instructor. He then turned from Aaron to the hatted boy. "Well? What do you guys say?" he asked with excitement. Hopefully, things were abotu to get a whole lot more exciting...


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"Do you need some help sorting it out?"

"Ah, no. It'll be fine."

"Yeah, yeah. Enough with the chit-chat."

The old sensei seemed to be rather miffed by all that had occurred here, or indeed for interrupting at all. This was very different from when he had met Anri's familiar. Her cool and collected older brother was obviously a role model for the girl's own calm demeanor. Her father the accountant was not a fighter himself, but had a calculating mind. And her mother, who taught both of the siblings to fight, would be less likely to be irritated by this. Even still, Hakuro wisely kept his yap shut and let it go. It wasn't his business...

"NONSENSE! Every fight is a good idea. Now stop your willy-wabbing, and get ready! And you. Boy with a hat, what was your name again? You'll work as a clockman."

...or was it? Dropping his equipment for the second time, he pulled out his phone to use as a watch and spoke in a manner similar to Jack Skellington, Jack the Pumpkin King.

"I am the Hatto-san!"

Then, he cleared his throat and said...

"Hakuro Kuroda."

Unexpectedly, Kyosuke suggested a three-way fight, which had the hatted young man blinking. Just because he was Japanese didn't mean that he was a damn ninja. Then again...after the things Sherry had told him and the things that he had done in his li- No, what are you thinking, Hakuro?! You're a swift sort of dude, but these two actually ARE martial artists, and you've seen what real ones can do! You are personally good friends with a girl that could hand you your own ass!

"Well? What do you guys say?"

This seemed like something he was uncertain on, so he decided to leave it up to chance. Hakuro reached into his pocket and pulled out the quarter. Not Sherry's trick coin, like he'd used to fool Anri into believing he lucked his way into helping her find a murderer, but a real one. He flipped it and would cover it with his hand quickly.

"Call it."
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Aaron could not believe how much the situation had escalated in an instant. Not only Kyosuke had suggested triple-threat match, but the Hakuro, guy with the hat, left his participation be decided by a coin-toss. Are every Japanese like this? Aaron guessed that the other two were Japanese too, considering their accents were almost alike with Shottori-sensei's. Aaron took a quick look over Hakuro. Though he couldn't be quite sure because of the long coat he was wearing, Aaron didn't belive him to be a martial artist. Still, he assumed that Hakuro could take care of himself. Otherwise, he wouldn't have left the decision to the coin.

Or would he?

Shottori-sensei bursted out laughing. He was amused by the situation, which didn't surprise Aaron a one bit.
"I got to admit kid, you got guts." He said to Kyosuke. Then he turned to look at Hakuro.
"Same goes for you, Hatto-kun. We'll see if your luck will hold." He said while sliding his moustache between two fingers.
"Well Hot-shot, this was your idea, so you call it." He said to Kyosuke


(ooc: Again, sorry for delay. My work should be getting calmer soon, so I'll e posting more often from now on.)
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"I am the Hatto-san!" said the boy with the hat. Kyosuke looked at him with an amused expression; the name was quite fitting however... it also sounded Japanese. The following introduction confirmed this "Hakuro Kuroda." he said in a more proper manner.

Kyosuke grinned at the boy. "Good to meet you, Kuroda-san. It's great to meet someone FROM THE MOTHERLAND!" he said in Japanese, comedically raising both of his arms in the air at the last few words.

"I got to admit kid, you got guts." He said to Kyosuke. Then he turned to look at Hakuro. "Same goes for you, Hatto-kun. We'll see if your luck will hold." He said while sliding his moustache between two fingers. Whoever this old man was, he seemed to be quite zealous in arts of combat; most likely even more so than Kyosuke himself. He seemed like quite the fun master, but then he turned to Aaron who seemed to be rather passive about anything. He was almost completely unreadable; Kyosuke could not tell if he was against the fight, for it or just simply didn't mind it. He did not know if this was because of Aaron himself, or simply because Kyosuke was bad at anything social-related.

It was then that Hakuro flipped a coin into the air, covering it up once it had landed, asking them to call it. Aaron's sensei also asked him to call it, seeing as it was his big idea. Kyosuke scratched his head with embarassment, as he stared down at Hakuro's hand. "Heads.. No! Tails!... NO! Heads! Wait no, it's tails!" he said but quickly caught himself AGAIN. "WAIT NO, HEADS! HEEEADS!" he said with unnecessary vigor.


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"Good to meet you, Kuroda-san. It's great to meet someone FROM THE MOTHERLAND!"

"<Please, don't say 'motherland' like that. Makes me uncomfortable.>"

Well, it seemed as though the Sensei had at least a begrudged admiration for he and Kyosuke. Always a good thing, when you really need it. Thing is, though, Hakuro's decision to let fate decide was just to settle the confusion in his brain between curiosity and rationality. This would just be to commit him to one. The rest was entirely up to him to handle, and let's just face it: He was not as trained as these two. His strength lay in being able to do the unexpected very well. That wasn't a replacement for skill. It was just a decent bandage. Now, after the coin landed and he covered it...

"Heads.. No! Tails!... NO! Heads! Wait no, it's tails! WAIT NO, HEADS! HEEEADS!"


"You're wrong! It's on the edge!"

He hadn't even uncovered it yet. Merely kidding to make him stop changing his mind. Hakuro peeked underneath and saw that, to his semi-surprise, it was actually heads. He uncovered it fully to show them.

"Looks like I'm in for this."

He pulled out his cellphone and handed it to the Sensei.

"Sorry, but could you be the clock man, then? I want to know how fast this umm - How do they say it? - 'butt-whooping' goes."

He meant himself, that he was gonna get beaten down, hardcore, in all likelihood.
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Kyosuke called heads, and heads it was. Aaron sighed a little. Fighting against two opponents was always chaotic, even if they were fighting against each other too. Hakuro offered his cell to Shottori-sensei and said:
"Sorry, but could you be the clock man, then? I want to know how fast this umm - How do they say it? - 'butt-whooping' goes." Shottori-sensei simply smiled and answered:
"Don't go ahead of you, Hatto-kun. Anything can happen in a three-way fight. And I don't need your phone, my mind is the only timer I need."

"Okay kids, for safety reasons, we have one 4 minutes round. Winner is the one who keeps standing. Rules.. don't die." Aaron didn't even start thinking how much there was wrong in that sentence. He took his stance: left leg before his right leg, left side slightly twisted towards. Right hand next to right cheek, and left hand dropped in the chest level. His plan was to gauge the skill of other two, and then to fight accrodingly.
"Ready? FIGHT!" Shottori-sensei shouted. Who would make the first move?

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"You're wrong! It's on the edge!"

"WHAAAAAT?!" Kyosuke yelped back, striking a most shocked pose. However, he eventually realized that the coin wasn't even uncovered yet. Not for long would it remain that way, however, as Hakuro would look underneath his hand. Kyosuke could not quite tell for sure, but the boy's facial expression seemed to display a form of mild surprise perhaps.

"Looks like I'm in for this." Hakuro responded, revealing that the coin was, in fact, heads. Kyosuke pumped his fist and grinned in satisfaction of being able to call it right. He watched as Hakuro attempted to give his phone to the elderly man, asking him to be the 'clock man' instead only to have him refuse. The old man seemed to be rather confident in his mental skills, stating that he did not require the use of a phone. All the while as this conversation took place, Kyosuke had begun stretching his limbs and making sure that all his joints were working well. He listened intently as the older man spoke to them.

"Okay kids, for safety reasons, we have one 4 minutes round. Winner is the one who keeps standing. Rules.. don't die." he said

Kyosuke grinned, and got into a his stance. "Lovin' those rules" he said excitedly, flexing his fingers. From what he could tell... Aaron had some kind of insane power behind his attacks; to get struck by him would be a most devastating setback. He even seemed to have nimble movements, making him much more able to dodge or -worse- counter Kyosuke's attacks. He had to wonder if Aaron's strikes carried speed, however. It was unlikely that his fastest strike would carry his highest power and vice versa. If he could time the attacks properly, he could take the less painful blows and deal some of his own. As for Hakuro, the boy was as much a mystery in combat as he was a person. Kyosuke could not at all tell how he would be in a fight, though perhaps this was the greatest threat out of the three of them. It was a free-for-all with no team ups and every man for himself... Kyosuke's eyes darted between the two boys, curious on how he could approach them. As it seemed, Aaron was ready for them and so was he. However, ending his unnecessarily long train of thought, it was time that he got himself into gear.

Trying to be as sudden as possible, Kyosuke dashed towards Aaron, pushing off against the ground with much force from his feet. Further attempting to throw off his guard -if only a little- he stomped with his right foot to halt his momentum as well as hoping to give the false premise of attacking. At the same time, he swung his right fist in a backhand horizontal motion, the back of his hand facing Aaron's chest. The intention was so that he could perhaps make the boy lose some footing so that Kyosuke could engage him in a combo. There was not a doubt in his mind that Aaron could have much more power behind his attacks than Kyosuke, but he hoped that a mix of speed and power could trip the taller boy's breakers. He had not forgotten about Hakuro however, and as such his left arm was ready to strike were the boy to approach. However, granted that he was directing his attack at Aaron, it was rather unlikely that the emergency attack would hit Hakuro.


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The sensei did not require the use of his phone for a clock. Nor did he seem to think that Hakuro was outmatched. However, the rules did bother him a little. It wasn't exactly Fight Club, just 'don't die'. Oh fabulous. You know, nobody's ever tried to kill him before! This didn't seem very fair at all. These two were experienced, and he was...he was...lucky. Hmmm, wonder if that can work in his favor...? Well, the sensei indicated that they start and, for a few seconds, nobody moved. Hakuro wasn't starting this mess. He'd seen enough movies where the first attacker gets taken advantage of and knocked on his ass!

Hakuro was wary, but not what you called prepared. He did not have a stance, nor any exact idea of what he was doing. Chances are, he would react...but we're not sure just how well that would actually work out. However...when Kyosuke moved forwards to attack Aaron, a brilliant idea hit him. He was aware of both of them, but going for the other experienced fighter first. That was fine. Hakuro quickly tried to slide in low and trip him right INTO Aaron.
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