Problems at the Dojo...and then some. (Aimed at Tai Lung, open )

[triedforce]

Link stood outside of Endai's dojo.  He wasn't sure about the etiquette of dojos, but he knew he had to take off his shoes.  Slipping them off, he sat them next to his bag outside the entrance.  Walking inside, he was slightly disappointed that no one was there.  Shifting his gi, link leaned against the wall close to the entrance and waited for his

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[kungfu_leopard]

Tai Lung was amazed when he walked into the dojo and the student was already there waiting for him. "How rare, a pupil who shows up on time."

He opened a screen, and pulled out three targets, along with three objects that looked relatively similar to coat racks, except that no one would ever use pegs that big, or have them so low.

"So, you wanted private lessons. What are you most worried about?"

[triedforce]

Link shrugged. He felt a little intimidated by this guy, but then again, he was a master of martial arts. "I have a little experience with hand to hand combat, but nearly as much as with swords. I'd just like to round out my skills a bit and be able to defend myself if I'm not armed."

[kungfu_leopard]

"How vague. I guess I'll just start you from the beginning, then." He quickly got right up in Link's face, judging every little thing about the blond youth...particularly his reaction to such a sudden and fast movement.

[triedforce]

Link was just able to step back without getting hit by Tai Lung. What was this guy doing? What is part of his training technique? Perhaps he was looking for a certain reaction.

Not wanting to disappoint his teacher, Link did his best to get ready for whatever this guy would throw at him. It seemed as if he taught by example, and it was at this moment that Link noticed that there weren't any mats. He had a felling that he would be sore by the next morning.

[triedforce]

Link groaned as he was shaken awake. The sharp pain in his rib was intense, and his head was throbbing as if someone had taken a bat to his head.

Because of the multiple hits to his head, it took Link a moment to remember how he had gotten into such a painful situation. Looking around with blurred vision, Link noticed Yoko, and then the fight that was progressing with Tai Lung and some blue-haired newcomer. Attempting to sit up (And failing) Link looked back at Yoko with a look of confusion. When did she get here, and what the hell happened?

[kungfu_leopard]

Tai Lung weaved away from the sword as if it was moving in slow motion, hammering a paw down hard on the blade then sending a kick right at the head of this newcomer. He roared in anger, and watched closely to see how this tiny man would move as he flew toward him.

[80percentvirgin]

Sighing, Yoko knelt beside Link. "Just sit there for a moment, I'll have you better in no time." she promised, looking him over. His wounds seemed mostly small... that was good. Still, better to be safe than sorry. "Merciful healing gods, show us your sacred hands. The blood of man is blood, his flesh is flesh, his bones are bones. By the Miraculous Silver Hands." she murmured, her hands beginning to glow as the healing spell wrapped gently around Link's body, weaving flesh and bone back into their proper places and alleviating all pain.

[lunarberserker]

Saix's cat-like yellow eyes remained on his new adversary and it was becoming increasingly clear that the blue-haired man had absolutely no concept of fear in any way shape or form. In fact, Saix was very obviously calculating this attack in the extremely short amount of time allowed.

The claymore was pushed downwards, shooting the other end upwards along with Saix's arm. His head ducked just in time to avoid being completely ripped off, though the berserker felt the breeze of the foot passing by his cheek and knew one of the claws had caught skin somewhere. A growl formed in his throat and the claymore's spiked end was pulled upwards as Saix twisted around to the side. If he had enough time, the weapon would be tossed straight at Tai Lung's back.