Post by Beowulf on Apr 16, 2021 21:36:42 GMT -5
It had been a small amount of time since the earth's Budokai ended, and Beowulf was stronger then he had ever been before. During the tournament, he was able to push the kayokin technique to new levels, and give Hare School a good name. Now it was time for him to pay back the person who helped him with the technique. A few days prior to the tournament, Beowulf had met a shinjin out in the kaiju jungle who helped him learn the technique. In exchange, he had offered to teach her how to defend herself. With a power level like hers, there was only really one thing to teach, form.
Every martial artist had a style, even though some didn't like to admit it. Warriors who used Kung Fu like himself could appear graceful and flashy, while other fighters were more direct in their methods. Nothing was wrong with this style of fighting, except it wouldn't be suited to attracting someone like Phakk to fighting. If he was going to teach someone martial arts, he sincerely hoped they would enjoy it.
Beowulf had little contact with Phakk over the past few days, aside from a few food or martial arts-related memes he had sent her. Today would finally be the day they met up again. The white haired man would text:
He hoped she would be able to find the place. Meanwhile, his master would be sitting on the porch of her small home. Her feet were kicked back as she sat in a lawn chair, reading some sort of magazine that had speedo-wearing guys on the cover. "Oh ho ho. What will they come up with next..." She would chuckle to herself.
"Man I hope Phakk doesn't notice the old bat..."
Every martial artist had a style, even though some didn't like to admit it. Warriors who used Kung Fu like himself could appear graceful and flashy, while other fighters were more direct in their methods. Nothing was wrong with this style of fighting, except it wouldn't be suited to attracting someone like Phakk to fighting. If he was going to teach someone martial arts, he sincerely hoped they would enjoy it.
Beowulf had little contact with Phakk over the past few days, aside from a few food or martial arts-related memes he had sent her. Today would finally be the day they met up again. The white haired man would text:
"Yo, remember that favor I owed you? I'm free today if you're interested in training. I'm in the Sothern Region at the Hare School Dojo... It's on top of a small mountain."
He hoped she would be able to find the place. Meanwhile, his master would be sitting on the porch of her small home. Her feet were kicked back as she sat in a lawn chair, reading some sort of magazine that had speedo-wearing guys on the cover. "Oh ho ho. What will they come up with next..." She would chuckle to herself.
"Man I hope Phakk doesn't notice the old bat..."
Beowulf's PL: 34,000