Vega's Dojo
Just inside the door is set a large mat, a shelf beside it for holding shoes
and other such objects. The mat has streaks of mud on it, without so much as a
speck of it noted in the main areas of the dojo just past it.
The dojo, itself, is a large room. On the far side, near the stairs, is set
most of the equipment, set and stacked out of the way. Several pads, punching
targets, a few carefully-stacked practice weapons, and other martial arts
objects. Lines up along the right-hand wall are several wooden dummies with
various targets set on them, for sword, nerve attacks, simple punches and
kicks, and some completely un-marked ones for general training. Here and there
are set mats, the majority of them piled alongside the other martial arts
equipment, and well out of the way of others.
A small hallway splits off the main room, leading into three doors along its
length, and a final one at the very back. The door at the back has an 'Exit'
sign hung firmly on it, while two of the other doors are marked with the
universal signs for 'ladies room' and 'mens room'. The bathrooms, obviously.
The door on the right-hand side is windowed, a polished plate on it reading
'Office'. At the opposite edge of the dojo's rear wall is another short
hallway, this one leading into a set of stairs up to the second level.
[Exits : (O)ut, (Door) to the mansion, (B)ack Door, (Of)fice, and (Up)stairs ]
[Players : Eponine, Gunter, Kim, and Vega ]
[Things : None ]
>Ryan steps in from the street, having enough tact to take his shoes off at the
entrance. . o O ( Wow, business seems to be boom- ... Huh, what're they
doing here? )
>Kim turns around
>Kim says, "Ryan, hello."
>Gunter quietly looks over at Ryan...
>Vega is dressed in his full fighting outfit, the mask held in his free hand as
he looks from one of the three, to the next, to the next. Then, to Ryan. . o O
(Oh. Him...)
>Ryan smiles at Vega with his eyes closed. He walks over, and leans against one
of the walls.
>Kim opens the front door, walking out to Sif Way.
>Kim leaves, with Gunter and Eponine following behind her.
>Eponine walks in from the street.
>Eponine has arrived.
>Eponine opens the front door, walking out to Sif Way.
>Eponine has left.
>Eponine walks in from the street.
>Eponine has arrived.
>Gunter walks in from the street.
>Gunter has arrived.
>Vega is in the center of the room, going through a fast kata. He's wearing his
full street fighting outfit, mask and all. His attention is mostly turned
towards the mirror, checking his moves and concentrating on them, before the
movements of first one, then the other, person in the doorway catches his eye.
He swivels smoothly on his heel, turning to look at the people entering.
>Gunter quietly looks around...
>Eponine walks in and runs across the room...trying to slow her run....but
dammit the floor was just waxed so she slides the rest of the way .... o O;
she manages a pitiful "...eep..." before taking flight through the door leading
to the mansion....
>Gunter eeeehs... o.-;;
>Eponine walks through the door to the mansion.
>Eponine has left.
>Vega reaches for his mask, pulling it off and shaking his hair out of the band
sharply. He looks amused, then looks over at Gunter, studying him for a moment
before nodding. "Welcome. Welcome to my dojo. You're with the young lady?" He
nods towards the door she ran through.
>Gunter hmms... then nods to Vega, "Yes... at least I think I was..." u.u;
>Ryan steps in from the street, having enough tact to take his shoes off at the
entrance. . o O ( Just as I thought, ONE stud- huh, him? )
>Vega hms? "You...think?" He leaves it at that with a shake of his head, looking
to the door. "You may want to check on her, if you are." He laughs. "I think I
must have startled her." He catches a glance of the person at the door, turning
his head to get a better look. . o O (Him again?)
>Eponine walks through the doorway from Vega's Mansion.
>Eponine has arrived.
>Eponine limps out hugging her sketch book to her chest. - o
>Vega has his mask off this time, at least. Eponine's limping takes his
attention away from Ryan, and he looks over at her. "A spuuort bandage,
Seniorita?"
>Gunter hmmms... not seeing Ryan come in as he quickly looks to Eponine limping
in, "Hey! you found your art book." ^_^;
>Eponine shakes her head. "Nah...I'll be fine..." She looks over to Gunter and
nods holding it up with a smile.
>Eponine it being her book
>Ryan smirks. "I didn't know Gunter was training here too."
>Gunter grins and nods, "Wonderful... umm... I have a question..." Then
grumbles... hearing Ryan's voice... u.u;
>Eponine blinks and looks from Ryan to Gunter...walking over to Gunter and
asking, "What question?"
>Vega smirks, glancing towards Ryan, then back to Gunter and Eponine once again.
Ignore the weasel. Maybe it'll go away. Yeah.
>Gunter scratches his head a bit as he smiles worriedly at Eponine, "What's...
your name?" ^_^;
>Eponine blinks, "My name?"
>Eponine starts to pat her book on her hip, "I thought I gave it to you..."
>Gunter bites his lip and nods, "I.. thought you did too. But I've realised
either, somehow, I 'completely' forgot it... or you never told me."
>Eponine ohs and bites her lip glancing around at the other people in the room.
"It's... Cynthia."
>Gunter hmms.. then nods, smiling, "Alright. Sorry about that, Cynthia." ^_^;;
>Eponine smiles back and waves a hand. "Hey no problem."
>Ryan . o O ( Boy, those two hit it off well, usually Gunter isn't as
friendly... )
>Gunter scratches his head a bit and looks around, "So... you got your book.
what do you want to do now?"
>Eponine looks over to Vega and waves her book. "I forgot this...sorry I bursted
in like that." ^_^;
>Vega shakes his head. "You're always welcome in the dojo. ALthough you did
startle me some by your speed, Seniorita."
>Eponine hehes. "I get like that sometimes when I'm nervous or hurried..."
>Eponine looks back to Gunter and stares at him silently.
>Gunter looks back at Eponine... thinking. " Hmm..."
>Eponine ohs and jumps a little. "I know!" She looks over to Vega and smiles
sweetly. "Vega....have you ever thought of hosting a pool party before?"
>Vega looks at Eponine, a mild amount of startlement in his eyes. "A pool party?
For whom, might I ask?"
>Ryan raises an eyebrow. . o O ( Pool party? Him? )
>Eponine shrugs. "For your students...or just for fun." ^_^
>Gunter gasps! *_*
>Gunter. o O ( Pool... ) *_*
>Vega shakes his head once again. "I haven't thought about it, at that. Though
it may be an idea, for my students, or people I know." He's making sure that
point is known, thanks.
>Ryan smirks again, eyes scanning the room.
>Eponine nods. "Cool. So is Saturday alright with you?"
>Ryan holds back a chuckle
>Eponine asks, "Time enough to send out invitations...and collect munchs and
stuff?"
>Vega asks, "....Saturday? What _did_ you have planned, Eponine?"
>Cynthia says, "Me..? Oh well.....I thought I might help you with -your- party."
^_^
>Cynthia says, "Seeing as you've never had one before...."
>Vega mmmhmmms. "And why were you suddenly thinking of this. Who would you be
suggesting I invite?"
>Cynthia says, "Weeeell.....a few people you know of course..."
>Ryan smirks some more. "Hey, go easy, look at it as a way to drum up
business..."
>Cynthia says, "And me naturally."
>Cynthia nods. "Yes....for selected few and their dates."
>Cynthia says, "Could be real fun...help everyone forget about their problems
and mishaps for one day..."
>Cynthia walks over to Vega and nudges him before whispering, "And you might get
a chance to met your second true love....eh?" ^_^
>Vega gives a sigh, thoughtfully tapping the claw on his hand against his chin.
He looks over at Ryan, somewhat disapprovingly, then back over at Eponine.
"I'll expect to be meeting them beforehand. I can't have people I haven't met
in my pool."
>Vega doesn't have a lot to say about the whisper, except for an eyebrow raise.
>Ryan turns his back to Vega, in an attempt to hide his stifled chuckling
>Gunter scratches his head..
>Cynthia nods and smiles, "Yes yes of course."
>Cynthia lies, "I wouldn't just invite anybody off the street." ^_^
>Vega (OOC) nearly chokes. >.<
>Cynthia o O (Gotta see if Gunter will help me put up posters later...)
>Ryan (OOC) BUWAHAHAHAHAHA ^^;;;
>Vega says, "(OOC) Just ask yourself: is this a wise thing to do? You're making
a bloodthirsty killer mad."
>Gunter (OOC) o.o;
>Gunter says, "(OOC) Hey! He makes me mad all the time. u.u"
>Gunter says, "(OOC) Or is it the other way around...? c.c"
>Ryan (OOC) Bah, I could always use a few more killers on my tail, spoice things
up a bit
>Vega (OOC) meant the young lady putting up the posters. ;)
>Vega (OOC) wells, meant Ryan too....but....
>Gunter (OOC) ohs. n.n;;;;
>Vega nods at Cynthia. "Of course. Of course. I'd hope you had better sense than
that, anyhow." He shakes his head a little bit, then sighs. "A small one, I
would suppose." . o O (I've never run a party outside tournament ones...)
>Cynthia rubs her hands together in an universal evil ploting
way...grinning...and for the viewers at home little horns and a devil's tail
appear on her for an added effect. >=)
>Vega looks at the plotting, his face getting a distinctly discomforted cast to
it. Again, the tap-tap of the claw against his jawline, thoughtfully, before he
lowers his arm.
>Ryan turns back to Vega and company, a stupid smirk on his face
>Cynthia smiles and pats Vega's shoulder. "Thanks...you won't regret this. It'll
be the most fun you've ever had." ^^
>Ryan breaks out laughing, for a second. He then restrains himself, and wipes a
tear from his cheek.
>Vega looks at the hand, then gives a resigned sigh. "I'll hold you to that
word." He raises his head and looks back over at Ryan, narrowing his eyes at
the laughter.
>Cynthia blinks at Ryan and raises an eyebrow, "Eh..?"
>Gunter rubs his head... looking at Vega with that 'want me to deck him?' look.
u.u;
>Ryan claps his hands once. "Great idea, I didn't even know you had a pool."
>Vega twitches his hand briefly, as though he'd like to take that claw
to....let's not get into that. But he glances at Gunter, then back at Ryan. . o
O (I should _Really_ make a point of dragging him down...)
>Cynthia nods to Ryan and says, "Sure he does...I took a dip this morning in my
undies....quiet refreshing." ^_^
>Gunter coughs. c.c;;;
>Ryan blinks at that o.o
>Cynthia notices just three seconds to late that she added far to much
information in that statement and smacks her forehead with a silent d'oh!
>Gunter patpats Cynthia's rear and winks. n.n
>Vega doesn't have anything to add to that, nope. He just looks...passingly
distant.
>Ryan doesn't comment now, actually. But he does have a stupid grin on his face.
^^
>Cynthia erps at the patting and looks over at Gunter. o O;
>Change erps to eeps ^^
>Gunter grins at Cynthia. n.n;;;
>Ryan glances over at Gunter and Cynthia. He knows that lecherous grin, he's
done it before himself o.-
>Cynthia blinks and slaps his cheek playfully. "Oh you." ^_^
>Gunter oofs and chuckles, rubbing his cheek, "Silly girl..."
>Ryan . o O ( How come everyone gets girls around here except me? Hell, I bet
even pretty-boy there has a girlfriend @.< )
>Ryan hmms. "So, do you actually do training in here, or just go swimming?"
>Cynthia nods back to Vega. "I'll work on making plans...but in the mean
time...start inviting your friends and others you want to come."
>Vega nods at Cynthia. "I'll....do that." He gets undistracted, then looks
haughtily to Ryan. "It's my private pool, actually. Not part of the training
dojo at all. And I do train students, when I have them about."
>Ryan nods. "Of course." He looks at Epo... er... Cynthia again.
>Cynthia smiles and hugs her book to her chest and starts walking toward the
doors to leave. "Kay...I'm off to lie down and get some rest."
>Gunter scratches his head. . o O ( Guess... I'll dot he same. )
>Cynthia glances over to Gunter and asks, "Are you coming...? Or do you have
something else to do?"
>Vega nods at Cynthia. "Good night to you, then, Seniorita. I look forward to
your lessons." he sighs to himself. . o O (And this party.)
>Ryan frowns . o O ( Guess the fun is over. )
>Gunter looks at Cynthia, "Well, I need to head home.. get some sleep and
stuff..."
>Cynthia nods at Gunters statement than waves to the others. "Bye..."
>Eponine opens the front door, walking out to Sif Way.
>Eponine has left.
>Gunter goes home.
>Gunter has left.
>Ryan rubs the back of his neck and shrugs. "Nothing to watch now. Go figure.
Might as well head on out..."
>Vega shrugs and pulls his mask back on. "By all means. You know where the door
is." He returns to his starting stance, facing down the invisible opponent.
>Ryan hmms, and rubs his chin. "Mind if I watch you practice a bit? haven't seen
a pro work in quite a while..."
>Vega's voice isn't a bit obscured by the concealing facemask. "If you wish." He
looks over at you, studying. "Of course, if you were looking to try a match..."
. o O (A stress-relieving blooding might do wonders for me)
>Ryan shrugs. "Well, I wasn't in the mood myself, but if you INSIST... you'll
have to drop the claw though." He winks
>Vega taps the claw against his mask once or twoce, then opens his hand, letting
the claw loosen and slip before grasping it with his other. "I wouldn't want to
sully the floor of my dojo, anyhow."
>Ryan cracks his knuckles. "That's the spirit. Spanish right? Never heard of a
spanish ninja, you're style must be MIGHTY interesting." He takes a step
forward, away from the wall, and closes his eyes, inhaling deeply. As he
exhales, he steps forward, onto the mat.
>Vega bows slightly in acknowledgement, then nods towards the stairs. "Perhaps
you'd like to take it to a proper ring? Less chance of someone walking
immediately in and trying to break things up."
>Ryan hmms, and shrugs. "If you insist."
>Vega turns lightly and steps for the stairs, climbing them lightly. "Then by
all means. The dojo can be unmanned for a time."
>Vega trots up the stairs to the second level.
>Vega has left.
>up
You trot up the stairs to the second level.
Vega's Dojo -- Arena
Unlike the room below, this large room is mostly open, with mats attached in a
permanent fashion to the floor. A line of ropes are hung loosely from a ring on
the wall, several movable support poles set up alongside it, ready to be moved
into various positions along the mats. There are several smaller mats in a
corner, stacked out of the way and atop one another. These are cushions, for
those students to sit and watch the matches. A long line of lockers stretch
against the far wall, away from the main roping area and the mats. Some lay
open, revealing various martial arts weapons, including wooden bokken, tonfa,
staves of various length, nunchaku, and lengths of cloth and rope. There are
also spare pads, uniforms, and normal clothing in a couple.
[Exits : (D)own ]
[Players : Vega ]
[Things : None ]
>Ryan hmms as he looks around. "A bit better, yes."
>Vega sets the claw atop one of the lockers, then steps over and onto the mats.
"besides," he adds, raising his hand to a ready stance. "..mats are _so_ much
easier to clean than a wood floor."
>Ryan smirks. "This is just a friendly brawl, mind you. Won't count unless I
actually go pro..."
>Vega laughs. "Oh, no. I wouldn't dream of having it count." He bounces lightly
on his toes, lightening his stance. "Just a friendly match, indeed."
>Ryan keeps smirking. "Of course. Whenever you're ready..."
>Vega bows quickly at the waist, then starts advancing in a careful step. "Why,
by all means. Begin!"
>Ryan smirks again, taking a step forward. Suddenly, he loses the smirk,
crouching low, arms back. He inhales as you begin to recognize the stance...
it's ninjitsu, a more traditional style. There's a pause... Ryan looks directly
at Vega, and LEAPS forward, right leg first, in a fairly typical jumping kick.
>Vega leaps backwards from the kick, feet hardly seeming to touch the ground
before he springs forward once again, driving his right hand forward in a
thrust-punch at your body. Were the claw there, it's easy to see how the strike
could cause quite a bit of damage.
>Ryan lands on the ground, cleanly missing Vega as he leaped back. He narrows
his eyes, immediately dropping low, sweeping for Vega's legs. He raises his
right forearm to block Vega's thrust.
>Vega lands, skipping around the sweeping feet, the foot grazing but not
knocking him down. His fist's angle shifts, suddenly, snapping upwards in a
short uppercut towards the man's face, trying to catch either the cheekbone, or
the bridge of his nose. (OOC and truth be told, driving the nose back _isn't_
as easily fatal as they'll leave you to believe)
>Ryan simply falls backwards as his sweep goes forward. Vega's sweep misses
Ryan's block easily, and just lightly grazes his nose. The very instant Ryan's
back is on the ground, he kicks upward with the other leg.
>Vega backflips as he did in the match against Eponine, hands hitting, then
springing to his feet once again, the kick passing harmlessly before him.
However, this time, as soon as he lands, he drops his arm and rolls, almost a
blur. His fist thrusts upwards from the roll, not the reach of his claw, but
aiming to strike at your leg or lower belly.
>Ryan, being now on the ground, does the only thing possible now - get up. He
swiftly pushes with his feet, lifting his lower half off the floor, Vega's
punch connecting quite solidly with the sole of his left leg. It didn't seem to
be enough to stop him, however, as he completes the flip, landing several feet
away from Vega. He winces a second, then smirks.
>If Vega smirks back, it's hidden behind the mask. He stands, pressing the
attack with another bounding leap. This time, it's his leg that snaps out, the
blade of his foot aimed in a side kick towards your gut.
>Ryan's stance changes suddenly, as does Ryan's posture. If you didn't know
better, you'd swear it was your own style. Ryan shifts to the left ever so
slightly, just enough for Vega's kick to miss (unless you can maneuver in the
air), and kicks up with his left leg as Vega approaches
>Vega can manoevar in the air, but not well. Just enough to be able to twist,
catching that kick on a less painful spot than a shin. Or *ahem* other areas.
Instead, the kick strikes against his thigh, sending his own kick wavering. He
lands on the ground, dropping to one knee, and punching sharply out with a fist
as he works on backrolling to get some space.
>Ryan reaches forward with excellent speed as Vega punches! The punch grazes the
inside of his wrist, but he gets a hold of your forearm. Now you're SURE you
know this style...
>Vega doesn't have the time to backroll away as he'd hoped. That's for sure.
Well now, this is interesting. From one bit of watching, the man knows some of
his tricks. Vega's impassionate mask stares for less than a breath, then he
bears in closer once again, foot flashing out as he tries to close the
distance. First thing: get out of the grip.
>Ryan lets go the instant Vega kicks. He reaches forward with his right palm to
block the toes, and apparently does do, but the force nocks him back several
inches, and you bet that'll leave a bruise. He doesn't counterattack, but
simply does a backflip, putting some distance between you.
>Just as Vega had hoped. A backflip isn't the fastest thing to complete, and not
the most steady thing at the end. As quickly as his balance is recgained, he
leaps suddenly to the side, one foot striking the wall hard, leaping through
the air and towards you. His hands snap partially outwards, giving a whoop as
he aims the grab and strike.
>Ryan notices Vega's counterstrike . o O ( Dammit, and I was just about to call
this off... ) As the back flip nears completion, and vega leaps forward, he
draws his arms back, lets out a loud KIAI, and sweeps them forward almost
faster than the eye can see! A concussion wave travels right for the airborn
masked man; unfortunately for Ryan, he was too unbalanced to be getting tricky,
and immediately starts plummeting backwards.
>Far from expected, the wave strikes Vega in his leap, easily throwing him
backwards. It's far from a truly fight-ending hit, though, as Vega twists to
land on his feet...well, Ok..foot and knee...and skids backwards a bit,
regaining his muddled senses. A bit of wind knocked out of him, certainly, and
maybe quite the bruise to be showing tomorrow. No broken bones, however, and
his mask is still intact...thank goodness.
>Ryan staggers back gracelessly, though he somehow manages to keep his footing.
He exhales, winces again, then smirks at Vega. "Not bad at all. Haven't had
that much fun in ages."
>"I am out of practice." Vega's voice sounds a little hollow for a moment,
echoing from behind the mask as he regains the lost breath. Pant. Pant. His
voice sounds more normal as he continues with, "Your skill seems quite
familiar. You learned that much just by watching me train?"
>Ryan taps the side of his head with his finger. "You're an excellent teacher."
>Vega chuckles, sounding hollow again. However, you think it'd sound hollow,
mask or not. "I suppose I should be flattered." He regains his feet, slowly but
cautiously. He reaches to the mask, shoving it upwards and revealing a line of
blood down his lip, where he apparently bit it.
>Ryan continues his smirk. "Maybe I should go pro... 'course, I'd have to learn
a bit more from you." . o O ( DAMN that hurts, and he only got me a few
times... he's FAST... )
>Vega licks the blood off his lip, without so much as a blink at it. He then
cocks his chin upwards slightly. "You could do well in the matches. I'm
surprised to hear you haven't already gone professional." He checks the wound
along his lip with a finger.
>Ryan shrugs. "I've been busy with other things. And I'll just HAVE to be at
that party." He winks and turns to walk down the stairs. A close observation
will note that he's walking with a slight limp.
>Vega moves to follow as well, reaching to retrieve his claw from the locker as
he finished. "And I look full-forward to it. Maybe time for a re-match at some
time." He lets you go first, smiling in an almost eerily friendly way. He's
also not limping in the slightest. Of course, it's hard to tell whether it's
from sheer will or not...
>Ryan gives Vega a slight wave as he exits
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