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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 8:02:39 GMT -5
Oryan crossed the street at the end of the block and began walking up the street, continuing along the same direction he'd left the diner from to reach the shop. Since he hadn't changed direction yet, he knew it would still be easy to get back.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 8:12:09 GMT -5
Oryan kept looking from side to side in hopes of finding an arcade that he could pay a visit to. If the arcade itself wouldn't pass the time, then perhaps finding the arcade would...Or at least Oryan hoped it would. He was lacking any other means to pass the time currently.
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Post by Nai on May 18, 2009 9:03:37 GMT -5
Nai enters the city and looks around for the shop. After roughly ten minutes of straight up wandering, Nai finds the tall structure that is the north city shop. This training is really supposed to help me huh? Well whatever it takes to get stronger. He proceeds into it.
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Post by Nai on May 18, 2009 9:22:27 GMT -5
Nai comes from the shop. He walks over to the end of the city where the ocean is. This'll take awhile. But these pornos are gonna get wet... Nai lets ki surround his body, which covers his pornos. Wow, its much easier for me to use my ki now! Nai dashes forward and leaps into the ocean and begins swimming towards master roshi's island.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 10:22:52 GMT -5
Oryan never did find that arcade he'd been looking for, but the large clock in the city plaza told him it was nearing time for his supposed meeting. That in mind, Oryan stood up from the bench he'd been relaxing on and took off towards that diner.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 10:29:18 GMT -5
It was a few minutes after four o'clock, so Oryan was technically late, but when he walked by the alleyway that led behind the diner, Donovan called to him, "Yo, over here." Oryan looked down the alley and saw him, so he turned and walked in that direction.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 10:33:27 GMT -5
"What's the deal? I'm supposed to be training right now, so I'd prefer we make this quick," Oryan said as he crossed his arms and awaited the information he desired from Donovan. "Well, you're a strong looking guy. Those weights gave you away as a fighter of some type, so I want you to rough my brother up a bit and show him that drugs are no substitute for hard work."
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 10:35:58 GMT -5
"You mean he wants to become a martial artist and in order to get stronger he's using steroids?" Oryan asked with a chuckle. It hadn't really crossed his mind since the Kai race were far more spiritually oriented than Humans seemed to be. As a matter of fact, science and technology weren't in common use on the Kai planet.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 10:39:02 GMT -5
Mystical energies and the power of the spirit were how Kais got things done. Still, Oryan was willing to help out. He nodded as he replied, "Alright. Tell me the time and place and I'll teach your bro a lesson. I won't throw the beatdown on him too bad, though. Should I keep my weights on when I fight him or not?"
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 10:42:16 GMT -5
Oryan really wanted to know, because if he wouldn't even have to take his weights off for this fight, then he'd definitely hope that the reward would be worth his time if the fight wasn't. "I'd prefer you leave them on. I don't think he's that strong of a combatant yet," Donovan replied. Oryan only nodded in acknowledgment.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 10:44:39 GMT -5
"You can find him with his personal trainer at the downtown gym in one hour. He goes there every night at five, but you only have to pay him a visit this once."
Oryan chuckled as he heard this since he'd been to the downtown gym this morning for his training session. He only said, "Alright, consider it done. I'll be back in about an hour and a half," before leaving towards the gym/dojo.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 10:55:52 GMT -5
Oryan gave a light jog as he didn't want to arrive to the gym too early. Then again, the sooner this was done the better, or at least that's the way it worked out in Oryan's mind. He just wanted to find a way to train that was outside the norm. If this guy thought he could help Oryan, then maybe all hope wasn't lost.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 11:07:57 GMT -5
Unfortunately for Oryan, he hadn't gotten the name or appearance of the person he was supposed to 'teach'. Luckily for him, he realized this before getting too far and went back. "Can I get a photo or at least a name?" Oryan asked with a sarcastic chuckle.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 11:13:59 GMT -5
"Here, this should help you find him," Donovan said as he handed Oryan a wallet sized photo. "My brother's name is David. Now, I'm gonna head to the restroom. You go get that job done," Donovan said as he walked into the back door of the diner. Oryan only nodded in reply and began to jog back down the street.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 11:27:33 GMT -5
In nearly no time at all, Oryan arrived back at the dojo/gym he'd trained at earlier this very same day. He sighed after that short jog and decided to take a seat on the same training mat he'd used earlier. He crossed his legs Indian style and closed his eyes to meditate.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 12:07:42 GMT -5
Nearly half an hour passed and Oryan was still in his meditative state. Just then, two people entered the gym. Oryan opened his eyes upon hearing their entry. Although the dojo/gym was busy right now, he could easily hear a rather loud man and woman talking as they entered the room. They were almost annoyingly loud.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 12:11:05 GMT -5
Oryan stood up and walked over to the man, remembering his face from the photo that Donovan had given him. "You must be David, Donovan's brother, right?" Oryan asked casually.
"Yeah, what's it to ya, shrimp?" The fairly large man asked Oryan in return. He looked to be about six feet four inches tall, and he was a hulking mass of muscle.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 12:13:24 GMT -5
"You should pick your words more carefully, David. To prove it to you, how about a friendly spar?" Oryan asked smugly. He crossed his arms and awaited a reply.
"Fine then, ya little punk, but make it quick. I use this time with my personal trainer. It shouldn't be wasted on puny weaklings like you who think they need to go around teaching people manners."
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 12:18:34 GMT -5
Oryan waited for the man to set down his sports bag and walk over onto the mat. Oryan did the same and, when they were both ready, Oryan bowed to the man and took his stance. "Alright, shrimp. Now, you're going down," David said as he swung a kick for Oryan's head.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 12:20:24 GMT -5
Oryan would have to go all out for this one, but with his weights on mind you. He dropped to one knee and jabbed two fingers into the inner thigh of David's left leg, the one he currently had all his weight on. David's leg buckled slightly and he lost his balance. The pain he was experiencing was quite obvious.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 12:21:49 GMT -5
Before he could bring his other foot to the floor to help catch his balance, Oryan had swept his foot out from under him with a leg sweep. When he hit the ground flat on his back, Oryan's right heel would already be crashing into his abdomen.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 12:24:20 GMT -5
"Your muscles lack durability and tension. These are things that can't be gained through your methods. That's why it hurts you so badly when I strike your muscles. They may be large and able to generate more force, but they lack tension and tone. Because they lack density, I can easily use all of your major muscle groups as a weapon against you just by striking it. Since they're so much larger than normal, they are easy targets," Oryan went through a fairly long explanation. He had a triumphant smirk at the end.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 12:26:04 GMT -5
Oryan started walking out the door. "I'll keep in touch with your brother. If you don't change your ways, Donovan will let me know. Then we'll have to have another friendly spar just like this one. That'll be fun, right?" Oryan might have been an asshole, but at least he was doing it with good intent.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 12:29:20 GMT -5
He went back to his light jog out of the gym and headed back to the diner to report a mission accomplished. Perhaps now Donovan would be willing to let him know what it was that he could do to help Oryan in his training. He had been rather mysterious about it up until this point.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 12:36:53 GMT -5
When he arrives, he sees Donovan standing outside smoking a cigarette. He walks down the alleyway and hands the photo back to him. "Alright, job's finished, Donovan. Your brother will either change his ways or you can let me know again and I'll give him another lesson free of charge."
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 12:39:43 GMT -5
"Excellent. Now, here's the deal. I've got a package that I normally pick up this time every month from the shop down the street. I've heard from my brother that there's an old man that lives on an island who is secretly a masterful martial artist. I've also heard that he's willing to teach anyone who has the right method of payment," Donovan explains and Oryan continues to listen.
"Interesting. I don't know why I haven't heard this before. What does that package have to do with all this?" Oryan asks.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 12:49:10 GMT -5
"The package is what you'll use as payment. It's sort of a private package, so I'd prefer you not open it and leave it to the old martial arts master. After you give him the payment, he should show you his training methods. My brother called the old man's methods insane and extreme. I think my brother just wants the easy way out."
Oryan laughed out loud at these words. "I agree. Anyway, You want me to pick the package up and take it there?"
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 18, 2009 12:54:15 GMT -5
"Well, that's the idea. You'll have to pay for the package since your picking it up, but this will let them know that I sent you for the package," Donovan says, handing Oryan a letter with his signature on it.
Oryan takes the letter and nods, "Thanks for the help, Donovan," he says as he runs off down the street.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 23, 2009 19:32:23 GMT -5
Oryan managed to reach the outskirts of the city. As he looked on towards the center, he could see lots of smoke, hear screams and sirens, and a number of other things. What's going on?!
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 23, 2009 19:36:56 GMT -5
Must be a natural disaster or something. It's not like this place to have such chaos going on. That's the only time I can think of when something like this happens. Oryan thought as he zoomed through the streets on his hover scooter.
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