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Dropping her head down while she sped forward, both her fists striking into his gut now with his own going overhead.
While they landed, she quickly felt how--
Amping herself up as the alleyway became their battleground, Makoto's feet shooting herself forward as she practically slid towards them with such a furious speed.
" HAYATE-!!! "
Letting a booming voice shoot out from her mouth, fists extended for her strike!!!
Pumping both of his fists, readying himself.
Makoto would shift into the nearby alleyway with them, kicking both sneakers aside and adjusting her gi dogi before stepping up towards the massive gator.
" And you said you weren't a fighter. "
Smirking up towards them.
"You ready for a beatin?"
Pumping both of his fists, readying himself.
Moving himself out of view to get changed, then he came out moments later in proper fighting attire.
"Alright, this is better-"
Moving himself out of view to get changed, then he came out moments later in proper fighting attire.
"Alright, this is better-"
He eased up, rubbing the back of his neck.
Glancing around, seeing they're out in the open at a park. Would this be a good spot-?
" Aren't we gonna get flagged down from a cop for public disturbance-? "
Brok smiled and readied himself, getting into a fighting stance, his fists balled up and ready to spar.
He eased up, rubbing the back of his neck.
Brok smiled and readied himself, getting into a fighting stance, his fists balled up and ready to spar.
Usually the bigger foes are better.. "
Even still, Makoto could tell that he'd pack muscle under there. Truly, all he'd need is some workout regiment and in a few months?
He'd be quite massive!
Brok stood himself up from the bench. And even though he had put on a handful more pounds over the years, he definitely looked like he could still pack a wollop.
"Just don't expect me to be a martial arts master. I'm more of a street fighter."
Brok smiled and readied himself, getting into a fighting stance, his fists balled up and ready to spar.
Brok stood himself up from the bench. And even though he had put on a handful more pounds over the years, he definitely looked like he could still pack a wollop.
"Just don't expect me to be a martial arts master. I'm more of a street fighter."
Scratching her spunky hair, suddenly needing to get thoughts off of failures.
" Say, I know we just met but.. would you wanna spar? I could use some practice against a bigger foe. "
"Well I do work myself off during fight matches at night...earns me an extra buck or two if you get what I mean."
Brok stood himself up from the bench. And even though he had put on a handful more pounds over the years, he definitely looked like he could still pack a wollop.
"Just don't expect me to be a martial arts master. I'm more of a street fighter."
"Well I do work myself off during fight matches at night...earns me an extra buck or two if you get what I mean."
Curious.
Easing up now, the rindokan karateka resting hands on knees.
" Eh? No lie? "
Ah.. he's piqued her interest now.
" You look the part, now that I'm checking you over mister. "
He would rub the back of his neck.
"Well I do work myself off during fight matches at night...earns me an extra buck or two if you get what I mean."
He would rub the back of his neck.
Sports-? "
Blink, then glancing over at the big guy.
" I guess so-.. though I'm looking for any martial arts tourneys. I need to get the rindokan name out to more crowds! "
Saying it with a shout almost, clearly passionate over such work.
The gator did indeed catch a glimpse of the newspaper. Tournaments...he assumed that maybe it was in relation to sports.
"Guessing sports are pretty popular in these parts, huh-"
He would rub the back of his neck.
The gator did indeed catch a glimpse of the newspaper. Tournaments...he assumed that maybe it was in relation to sports.
"Guessing sports are pretty popular in these parts, huh-"
Quick to plop down beside them, she begins to open up a fresh-newspaper.
Quiet murmuring as she's looking through a specific section and should the gator glance?
The section in question was on tournaments.
"Oh! Uh, yeah. It's free. You're welcome to take a seat."
The gator did indeed catch a glimpse of the newspaper. Tournaments...he assumed that maybe it was in relation to sports.
"Guessing sports are pretty popular in these parts, huh-"
"Oh! Uh, yeah. It's free. You're welcome to take a seat."
Spotting the gator sitting on one side, she fastens her sneakers and gi before casually stepping up.
" Hey, mister, is the other half of this side free? "
"Oh! Uh, yeah. It's free. You're welcome to take a seat."
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[ Makoto, Rindokan's Lone Practitioner. ]
[ Post SFIV. ]
[ Non-Lewd. ]
[ Looking for fighters, SLs and memories to take on, make or enjoy! ]
[ Further details below as needed, please read. ]
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Knuckles the Echidna.
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Rubbing the back of his neck, taking a sip of his drink.
❝ You too! ❞
He pulls his hand away, flagging down the bartender to order a drink.
❝ What's a fellow like you doing here? ❞
Brok held out his hand, probably bigger than Rose's considering he's a gator/croc.
Rubbing the back of his neck, taking a sip of his drink.
Brok held out his hand, probably bigger than Rose's considering he's a gator/croc.
He blinks, giving Brok a tilt of his head.
❝ Actually... I didn't get yours either! ❞
"Huh? Oh, it's you. You're uh...pardon me, but I don't think I remember if I ever caught your name before...
Brok held out his hand, probably bigger than Rose's considering he's a gator/croc.
"Huh? Oh, it's you. You're uh...pardon me, but I don't think I remember if I ever caught your name before...
Rose sighs as he slumps down at the bar. It's been a long week... he just needs a drink.
As he sits, he notices a familiar face. He smiles, scooting a couple of seats closer.
❝ Fancy seeing you here. ❞
"Huh? Oh, it's you. You're uh...pardon me, but I don't think I remember if I ever caught your name before...