(catch-all) i taught myself how to move

[invinciblemikey]

Who: manjiro and you
Where: the big ass dojo that just sprouted in aldrip
What: for the above. the joy of running towards it, the absolute pleasure of eating his own taiyaki, and the last one is the attempt of teaching people how to kick ass.
Warnings: violence, language, delinquency

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[invinciblemikey]

Oh, it's you.

(whatever the fuck he means. the kicks are just to warmup, so he doesn't mind the break, he still has to stretch.)

This is my home-- from, well, home. I live here. My grandpa used to run this place. Take off your shoes, though.

[grappler]

Oh... huh.

[she blinks when he asks her to take off his shoes (what is Japanese customs), but she does so without arguing. for once. be amazed Mikey that she doesn't argue with everything you say.]

So what is it then, exactly?

[invinciblemikey]

It's called a dojo. It's a place where people learn martial arts, or, you know, how to not punch like a little bitch and to actually learn how to defend, you could use some of it.

(oooooooOooooooo ( 5th grade cheers plays in my head) )

[grappler]

You said that last time, too.

[she rolls her eyes and then moves closer, cracking her neck as she does so.]

So, how do I do this shit, if it's so great?

[invinciblemikey]

Sit down. You gotta stretch, or else you're going to tear a ligament, for starters. Do you really want to do it? Because if you do, you also gotta change.

(RIP VI....................................)

[grappler]

[Vi shrugs, and then sits across from him.]

I wouldn't ask if I didn't want it.

[doesn't that sound familiar.]

Got something for me to change into?

[invinciblemikey]

Off with the jacket and accessories. This is called a karategi. Put it on, and I'll tie your belt and explain you everything.

(he sounds just like his grandpa. damn. is this........ him becoming older....)

[grappler]

[she obeys for once in her life, but that's mostly because she thinks Mikey's pretty cool.

for some reason.]

Alright, start explaining then.

[invinciblemikey]

(holy fuck, she's tall. a white belt is in his hands, and he ties it proper around her, secure before he sits and taps the space in front of him.)

You know. I'm from Japan, like a lot of people here. It's a little island with a bunch of smaller islands around it. One of them is called Okinawa, and it's where this particular martial art comes from. It's not about just kicking the living shit out of someone, it's something serious that should be in your lifestyle just as much as your fists. Basically, you have to use it to work on your character, be sincere with yourself and others, be committed to effort, respect others and rules of etiquette, and put effort to learn self-control.

[grappler]

[maybe you're just short, bitch.]

Self control, huh...

[she sits in front of him now and crosses her legs.]

I'm not really good at that part, really.

[no shit.]

[invinciblemikey]

(maybe both.)

I'm not saying you have to be good. I'm saying -- are you willing to try to be? Nobody's born good at shit, aside from me, in this shit.

(bam modesty)

[grappler]

[she's never ever been good at self control or anything like that. but in a way, she's been having to learn it here. to keep her unsteady truce with Jinx... to not completely obliterate Silco whenever he took a breath.

and if it helps her protect her sister, Caitlyn, and the friends she's made here... she's got to try.

she nods.]

Fine. I'll try it. But if it doesn't work, I'm coming for your ass.

[invinciblemikey]

(all he does is raise a single eyebrow.)

If it doesn't work, it's on you.

[grappler]

Pretty sure it's the teacher's fault if the student fails... or something like that.

[whatever that's supposed to mean.]

Go ahead, let's get started.