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☆7 [action] starting at House 10, ending up all over Luceti

[Since people are out and about, Beat's been skateboarding a lot more, but... Well, he does feel a little bad that he basically skipped town on Shiki's lesson and then had Roy wheelbarrow him out of there. To make up for it today, he's sitting in his room and reading. Or trying to. The journal just might pick him up as he tries his best.]

..."My hat is"...goh-neh? What? Uh...Goon?

...

"Gone. My hat is gone. I want it back."

...The hell?

...Uh. Aight.

"Have you..." ...uh...

...Dammit.

[OOC: Beat is going to be chased around Luceti looking for a place to read in peace. Feel free to have him show up anywhere including in your kitchen for who knows what reason. o/]

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Aight, so punch me. Le's see what you got.

What? [She's more than a little startled by the sudden shift in gears but, well, she sets her coffee mug down to oblige him.

Thin as she is, and with the life she's lead, all her real strength is in her core, her legs, though the drills every morning has lent her some to her arms. One last puzzled look before she makes a fist and snaps it out, aiming for Beat's stomach, rather than his jaw or the center of his chest.

The bone there would have been too dense. Better to strike for where there was less chance of breaking her own fingers.]

[And he isn't going to dodge. He just wants to see how much power she's got to her. He takes a step back when the fist connects with his stomach, breathing out as it hits. Guy like him has to know how to take a few, and after rubbing his abs a bit, he thinks.]

You pretty good, Blondie, but you gotta aim like you goin' through 'em. Lean into it. You got solid stuff, you just gotta use it like you mean it.

See?

[And this is Beat not thinking. He turns and punches full on straight into the wall, denting it. And...weirdly enough not breaking his hand. Fun bit of being a video game character.]

Follow through like I would for- Beat, wait-!

[Adele tries to get around to pull his arm back but can't quite match the young man's speed. She stands, blinking at the dent in the wall, sighs, and turns to demand his hand for an examination but...

It's not broken.

What?]

Use it like I mean it. I think this might be better suited to the training room we have upstairs? There is a punching bag...I for one, cannot strike the wall like that without shattering something.

Heh, it ain't nothin', but aight, you gotta learn to punch so you take the bag off the hanger. Then nothin' stop you from doin' what you gotta do.

[Yup, don't worry about him, Adele. Unless he gets Erased, he's pretty fine and dandy. ...and he's punched walls and barriers down before. He's like a rhinoceros.]

[It is somewhat strange, how he'd started with pointing out that she would wear herself down if she kept on as she was...and gives her something else to drill and fill her time. Adele nods and leads him upstairs to the training room, coffee forgotten in the kitchen. She might remember later but for now? She needed to learn how to punch 'through' her target. The paperwork could wait. ]

Thank you Beat. I do appreciate this, truly.

Naw, if this helps you out and you stop runnin' 'round so much once you got it down, then it's all good.

[Besides, now she's forgotten about the book. He follows her upstairs, rolling his shoulders.]

[She holds the door open for Beat before walking deeper into the training room, flicking on only what lights they'd need to use the punching bag in the back.]

That does not make me any less grateful.

[Why's she talking about grates? That's weird. Anyway, he shrugs and forges on ahead into the room, standing in front of the punching bag. Being a kid before his growth spurt, he's still on the shorter side, but he's big enough for this thing and he gives it a few experimental jabs.]

Aight. You punch it. I wanna see how you do.

[He moves to the other side and holds it like in the movies...!]

[Smaller and slighter than Beat this would be easy enough for Adele to take a swing at. She rolls her shoulders, puts her hands up as she dimly recalled her father teaching her when she was younger and takes a swing, striking the bag.]

[He absorbs the impact via the bag and huffs out as he does so. Okay, so she does have a punch, but--]

Drop low, get yo' power from yo' legs. Jus' 'cause the bag ain't movin' don't mean you can't.

Low? Hm.

[Puzzled, but attentive Adele does as she's instructed, lowering her stance and pushing forward with her legs as well as her arm for the next hit.]

[Oof! Now that was a hit. He staggers back a bit and grins, thumping a hand against the bag.]

There! See? You just gotta get yo' power from yo' legs and you got it!

I will have to keep this in mind for future reference.

[She goes over the motions in her head, considering the force, the speed and momentum it'd given. It had certainly helped with the follow through.]

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