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WHO: damian wayne and YOU
WHERE: out and about through new amsterdam
WHEN: month of april
WHAT: the daily life of damian wayne. stalking people, picking fights, offering lessons, and sulking.
NOTES OR WARNINGS: probably violence & mentions of amputation
first rule of fight club.
[ seated in a shadowy corner of the club, damian is doing his damnedest to be unobtrusive and unnoticeable. truth be told, money is starting to run out and he thinks maybe he should hop the ring and give some of these chumps the beating of their live for a quick buck - but that's not what he's here for.
no. no, he's here to hunt down some leads on someone who can do some modifications to his arm. it's - a great arm, really. very solid. but if he's down an arm, then he wants to be up a weapon. and where better to look for someone capable of outfitting him with something better than a shady place like this?
if he spies someone he knows he might deign to nod - or he might turn his head away, trying to remain unnoticed. but that only works so well when you radiate big prick energy. ]
safehouse.
[ he's - sort of true to his word. he's pissed off, he's keeping off the network. if he can't say anything right then he might as well not say a damn thing at all. right? right. it's not being petty and childish, it's sticking to his guns... but maybe, alright, it is being petty and childish. he'll get over it eventually.
but he still feels enough loyalty to the displaced to swing by with some supplies for the new arrivals and will be there to offer basic advice on how to fit in, and - combat training, he guesses.
not here. he's Got A Place for that sort of thing. ]
combat training. beginners.
[ and if you're down for that sort of thing, that place is an abandoned warehouse in the worst part of town. damian's not exactly here to be gentle about it but he's not the worst teacher in the world. he'll match to your level, but he's not -
well he really lacks a gentle touch. it's clear that he's trying but he doesn't know how to say 'stop fucking up' without having some bite to his tone. he shoves his hands through his hair and lets out an irritable breath. ]
Let's... take five.
combat training / sparring. advanced.
Just so you know, I'm not going easy on you. If you say you can handle it you'd better be able to handle it.
[ it's a warning. or as much as one as he ever gives. are you ready to go toe to toe with an asshole? ]
[ ooc. personalized starters in the comments! if you'd like a personalized starter then pop me a pp or a pm! ]
WHERE: out and about through new amsterdam
WHEN: month of april
WHAT: the daily life of damian wayne. stalking people, picking fights, offering lessons, and sulking.
NOTES OR WARNINGS: probably violence & mentions of amputation
first rule of fight club.
[ seated in a shadowy corner of the club, damian is doing his damnedest to be unobtrusive and unnoticeable. truth be told, money is starting to run out and he thinks maybe he should hop the ring and give some of these chumps the beating of their live for a quick buck - but that's not what he's here for.
no. no, he's here to hunt down some leads on someone who can do some modifications to his arm. it's - a great arm, really. very solid. but if he's down an arm, then he wants to be up a weapon. and where better to look for someone capable of outfitting him with something better than a shady place like this?
if he spies someone he knows he might deign to nod - or he might turn his head away, trying to remain unnoticed. but that only works so well when you radiate big prick energy. ]
safehouse.
[ he's - sort of true to his word. he's pissed off, he's keeping off the network. if he can't say anything right then he might as well not say a damn thing at all. right? right. it's not being petty and childish, it's sticking to his guns... but maybe, alright, it is being petty and childish. he'll get over it eventually.
but he still feels enough loyalty to the displaced to swing by with some supplies for the new arrivals and will be there to offer basic advice on how to fit in, and - combat training, he guesses.
not here. he's Got A Place for that sort of thing. ]
combat training. beginners.
[ and if you're down for that sort of thing, that place is an abandoned warehouse in the worst part of town. damian's not exactly here to be gentle about it but he's not the worst teacher in the world. he'll match to your level, but he's not -
well he really lacks a gentle touch. it's clear that he's trying but he doesn't know how to say 'stop fucking up' without having some bite to his tone. he shoves his hands through his hair and lets out an irritable breath. ]
Let's... take five.
combat training / sparring. advanced.
Just so you know, I'm not going easy on you. If you say you can handle it you'd better be able to handle it.
[ it's a warning. or as much as one as he ever gives. are you ready to go toe to toe with an asshole? ]
[ ooc. personalized starters in the comments! if you'd like a personalized starter then pop me a pp or a pm! ]