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[beknight]

My name is Alan, originally from 21st century Earth.

I'm looking for sparring partners. I'm familiar with a wide variety of martial arts, unarmed and weapon-based. If you're keen, you can find me here.

​​​​[ Enclosed are directions to a dojo in Olympia; he'll be there all day. ]

If there's enough of us, I'd like to start a regular group. ​​​​[ we're all in this together.mp3 ] We can learn a lot from each other.

​​​​[ eta: here is a log for direct action needs. you are also welcome to jump to action directly in the post. ]

Comments

un: jj

[drivein]

Will there be slabs of meat and an impressive training montage?

[ he just couldn't help himself. ]

[beknight]

[ how does he immediately know this is a teenager. ]

That's hilarious. [ no. ]

[drivein]

[ because it's so cool. ]

Here's your friendly reminder not to overplay Eye of the Tiger. It gets old.

[beknight]

I'll suppress the urge.

Are you interested in coming down?

[drivein]

I'm a lover, not a fighter.

[ Betty's words, and saying them brings a pang to his chest. he does have a mean left hook when he's provoked, though. ]

But hey, I can watch people punch each other. [ what else does he have to do? ]
Get a lot of bites?

[beknight]

Plenty.

Come by in the afternoon. You might learn something.

[drivein]

Some gentle prodding, I suspect.
Fine, but I don't do well around people.

[ as in, don't expect him to stay if he wants to bolt. ]

[beknight]

We're not having a sleepover.

[ Or going out for froyo, whatever the kids do these days. He'll be waiting for when Jughead turns up. ]