Post by ҉ Kenneth Lorne on Sept 5, 2010 13:21:29 GMT -5
"Ah..." There was an open space where people did yoga sometimes. The floor was sort of padded, so Ken figured that would be a good enough area. "How about over here?"
He lead the way, and nodded along with Jerycko's rules, "Yeah, I'm too pretty to go blind," did that make sense? No, but that's okay. Jerycko seemed to have already deducted that Kenneth wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed. He was more like a lawn-mower. Very loud, very powerful, and more often than not, out-of-control if someone wasn't there to keep him in check.
"So let's just keep it clean, and if one of us goes down, the other agrees to take them to the doctors. Deal?" He figured he'd start off slow, see how much Jerycko could handle, and gradually turn his power dial to full. The big guy had incredible self-control, and was a good judge of how much force was needed for everyday activities. That's why he never pulled doors from their hinges or crushed a jar of pickles trying to open it. Jerycko was in good hands, at least for now.
He held his palm out for a friendly shake, customary before any kind of battle like this, and offered a crooked grin. "I'll go easy on you," He promised.
He lead the way, and nodded along with Jerycko's rules, "Yeah, I'm too pretty to go blind," did that make sense? No, but that's okay. Jerycko seemed to have already deducted that Kenneth wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed. He was more like a lawn-mower. Very loud, very powerful, and more often than not, out-of-control if someone wasn't there to keep him in check.
"So let's just keep it clean, and if one of us goes down, the other agrees to take them to the doctors. Deal?" He figured he'd start off slow, see how much Jerycko could handle, and gradually turn his power dial to full. The big guy had incredible self-control, and was a good judge of how much force was needed for everyday activities. That's why he never pulled doors from their hinges or crushed a jar of pickles trying to open it. Jerycko was in good hands, at least for now.
He held his palm out for a friendly shake, customary before any kind of battle like this, and offered a crooked grin. "I'll go easy on you," He promised.
