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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Fanog" data-source="post: 1091321" data-attributes="member: 10680">Streets of Boston (?)Boston, Massachussets (?)October 2002, around 11:30 AMThe beast's voice takes on a gentler tone. "Now, now... Don't admit defeat so soon. Chin up." The concern might be genuine, or just a joke on Jason. It's hard to tell..."It's good to let it all out every now and then. Just remember that I am not the enemy. You've got plenty of guts, just not too much common sense." The beast roars a short burst of laughter. "You have found her, are you not grateful for that? There she is, you can talk, sing, cry or laugh together. Yup, it's terrible that you don't actually get to touch here, and that might piss you off real good. Now, you can whine about it, or you can use that anger for something useful. Now, that's where I come in." Jason could swear that he sees the beast lift a huge furred eye brow shortly, as if winking."Look at yourself now, slumped and defeated. I must say that I liked you better just a while ago. You've got plenty of life in you, except that you won't admit it. It only comes out when you're tricked into giving in. Now here... life and sense of self are everything. You leave you shell behind, taking only that which really counts. You refuse to accept everything you are, and leavy behind what you don't like. If you had taken that step towards her, you would have left half of you behind. The half that's actually the strongest part of you."The beast crosses its arms. "So, you can reach her one day. And you can leave your world if you so choose. However, you should first learn all there is to learn about yourself so you won't accidentaly leave anything behind. Learn all there is to you, and to life, and you'll be able to leave it behind. I'll start, by teaching you anger and rage." The beast winks both eye brows this time. "Up for it?"OoC: Jason_______________________The mountains (?)Saturday 12:30, October 2002The man's flurry continues, and the punches follow each other faster and faster. The pace does remind Leo of his steps while he was running. if shorter strides cost more energy, then longer should yield more result with equal effort. The effort felt a bit counter-intuitive as Leo made his parries wider and fathers away from his body. Stil, he found that the length of his gestures made them flow easier. It seemed as though his arms began moving slower, but he also found that was actually intercepting the punches and kicks earlier. Somehow, his slow moves had less difficulty in defeating the rapid array of incoming attacks. "Hmm, so you do know something. Interesting." The thin man takes a step down from the grueling pace of his strikes to give him time to speak. "Yes, I'm tired of doing nothing. It's been too long for someone to dare seek me out. Lazy, most of them... And then you come here. So, I might work with you. That's what this is all about now, is it? Will I work with you, or will you work for me? Both teacher and student should know their place..."Suddenly he stops the barrage of attacks, smirking at Leo. Sensing his opportunity, Leo takes a moment off of the defensive and makes a sideward strike at the boney chest of the man.  Taken off guard momentarily, the man is unable to block and only barely able to dodge aside. Leo's hand brushes the man's bare torso, feeling just slight resistance as the man backs away from the strike at the last moment."Finally. Do you see what this is all about?" The man takes a slight moment to recompose, motioning Leo forward with his hand.OoC: Leo</blockquote>

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