09-23-2014, 04:34 PM
The man Nox, Pyotr had heard him introduce himself and saw the net he wove, put his arm around him and announced that it was his turn. He hummed pop goes the weasel as he did. Pyotr thought that was an odd choice of song, but whatever. His nerves began to go crazy as the teacher guy approached him.
The trainer laughed. "It doesn't always go like that. Sometimes people get carried away. But it’s good to know how to handle yourself."
He looked Pyotr up and down. "So you wanna do this?"
Pyotr looked at the man and his nerves continued to rise a bit, but he was here for a reason. He wanted to learn. He was tired of being pushed around, and he wasn’t going to learn just by sitting here. “Ummm…I guess…I don’t really know what to do though.”
The trainer clapped him on the shoulder. "No worries man. We'll get you going. First off, we'll work on your endurance. You're going to have to last in a fight. Slowing down because you're gettin' tired means getting your ass beat. So we'll work on that. And you're gonna need to get stronger."
He stopped and took his arm in his hand, feeling along the forearm and bicep and then to the shoulder. He pushed against the top of his chest. "It's a good start. So, first things first. Endurance and agility. Go get that jump rope."
He gave Pyotr a big grin. "You are gonna hate this. But you can do it."
The trainer was at least starting him out with something a little more easy for him to do. At least he didn’t have to hit anyone yet. That would probably be embarrassing – and given tattoo’s reaction to Nox summoning Luck, Pyotr wasn’t sure that getting embarrassed would be a good idea right now. Pyotr obeyed and got the jump rope, waiting for more instruction.
They jumped rope for awhile and Pyotr began to sweat. He was skinny and small, but it didn’t mean he was out of shape. He had some endurance, but the trainer – he found out his name was Charlie – pushed him beyond his norm, forcing him to work harder. Charlie was right though - Pyotr kind of hated it. After jumping for awhile, they moved to the punching bag. Pyotr put on the gloves he had bought and Charlie began to show him how to punch correctly.
The trainer laughed. "It doesn't always go like that. Sometimes people get carried away. But it’s good to know how to handle yourself."
He looked Pyotr up and down. "So you wanna do this?"
Pyotr looked at the man and his nerves continued to rise a bit, but he was here for a reason. He wanted to learn. He was tired of being pushed around, and he wasn’t going to learn just by sitting here. “Ummm…I guess…I don’t really know what to do though.”
The trainer clapped him on the shoulder. "No worries man. We'll get you going. First off, we'll work on your endurance. You're going to have to last in a fight. Slowing down because you're gettin' tired means getting your ass beat. So we'll work on that. And you're gonna need to get stronger."
He stopped and took his arm in his hand, feeling along the forearm and bicep and then to the shoulder. He pushed against the top of his chest. "It's a good start. So, first things first. Endurance and agility. Go get that jump rope."
He gave Pyotr a big grin. "You are gonna hate this. But you can do it."
The trainer was at least starting him out with something a little more easy for him to do. At least he didn’t have to hit anyone yet. That would probably be embarrassing – and given tattoo’s reaction to Nox summoning Luck, Pyotr wasn’t sure that getting embarrassed would be a good idea right now. Pyotr obeyed and got the jump rope, waiting for more instruction.
They jumped rope for awhile and Pyotr began to sweat. He was skinny and small, but it didn’t mean he was out of shape. He had some endurance, but the trainer – he found out his name was Charlie – pushed him beyond his norm, forcing him to work harder. Charlie was right though - Pyotr kind of hated it. After jumping for awhile, they moved to the punching bag. Pyotr put on the gloves he had bought and Charlie began to show him how to punch correctly.