Fur-al High

[Shinzuu Katame: Her Tolfy]

Shinzuu maintained studying the others and mimicking their forms as they went along. He really enjoyed watching some sparring matches go on, marveling at the difference in styles. However, Shinzuu discovered he enjoyed aspects of all of them, not just parts of them, which was what most people in Mixed Martial Arts did. He wanted to learn it all, and do it all.

[Srgntcuddles]

Reno got to work, nothing new had happened. The crew was glad to see him back and were doing their best to make him happy. He worked as usual, quietly, thinking on a way to ask to be done early. The only way he would be able to if he worked extra hard, but even then he doubted it. He missed a few days of work after all. He seemed distracted as he worked, he kept to himself though everyone pestered him, figuring he was down in the dumps. The thought of asking them to cover for him had crossed his mind, but he didn't want to be a bother.

[Shinzuu Katame: Her Tolfy]

Shinzuu ended up leaving the club a little early and couldn't help but feel that something was off. He went over to the public library to look up some history books and found a couple things that stuck out after a few minutes. Japanese history of their encounters of fighting styles of all types comes down to exemplifying Wing Chuan that was encountered back during Japanese occupation in 1937, in the southern provinces, particularly in Fo Shan (Buddha Mountain) of Canton. The other style that surprised and caught his attention was Tai Chi. Some books signified that though people pay hundreds of American dollars to learn it for a year, it turns out that it was only a warm-up routine, and that combat Tai Chi was known as the world's strongest martial art, having 3 different styles and 2 additional self-acclaiming 4th and 5th styles which apparently was frowned upon since it was actually a hybrid of Japanese and Korean styles. With what he could find, Shinzuu checked out the only two Wing Chuan instructional books, and just one of the Tai Chi books, since according to the study, that they were all the same, and that learning it is branched off from mastering the warm-up routine first. Hopefully this will be enough for the next few months for practice. He quickly ran back to the school, heading for the gym, where the cheer team had already started for a few minutes already.

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

Veronica stretched out with the rest of the squad on the mats and practiced jumps before they started the routine. When they started the routine, she went along with them fine for the first half then had to move out of the group and watch the last half. After they were done, she joined them again and they started from the midpoint without the music, doing clumps of moves at a time to teach her how the rest of the routine went.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

After watching wrestling for a little while, she stepped outside of the gym where her escort was. "I'd like to check out the art clubs, if I can before I decide." She said, scratching her chin. The student nodded and took her to the art club, where, again, she took a seat and merely observed. She was still unsure of where she wanted to go club-wise, but she felt as if she might be getting a decent feel for them by watching.

[Shinzuu Katame: Her Tolfy]

Shinzuu read his books as the cheer team went through their routines and practice. Out of interest and boredom at the same time, he then placed the book face up next to him and began practicing the forms without the feet portion. At first, he was quite stiff, and he wondered why certain forms were hard to switch to. After a while, he remembered what about the martial art interested him, and he relaxed himself a bit more to try again. Shinzuu just stayed with practicing the upper body forms for the rest of the cheer practice.

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

When practice ended, Veronica went into the locker room and changed back into her regular clothes. She shoved her practice clothes into her bag when she came out of the locker room and slung the bag over her shoulder. She looked up to see Shinzuu doing some moves and headed over to him. "Hey. Whatcha doing?" She asked when she got over to him, shifting the bag on her shoulder since she wasn't used to the weight of all of her things in the bag.

[Srgntcuddles]

Eventually Reno went on break, he sat out back of the restaurant alone. Normally he'd eat something but he wasn't hungry. He wasn't sure what was wrong with him at this point, he didn't know how to think. He sighed, thinking. "What should I do? Should I just move on...? I'm sure everyone would want to say that...I mean...What else can they say? She's dead. It's not like they'd tell me to follow her...Ugh...Veronica is hurting too...I can't just feel sorry for myself...*Sigh*...What did I do when I lost my parents...I cried for days...That didn't help...Veronica didn't...Well, she did have friends to lean on...I didn't...My friends were in a different country...Crying doesn't solve anything...I think I should just move on..."

[Shinzuu Katame: Her Tolfy]

Veronica's call surprised Shinzuu, and he quickly stopped, not sure why he was acting like he was hiding something when he wasn't. "N-nothing. It's just that I've been with the MMA club for a while, and I thought I'd do some research and find a style for myself to learn, so I'm practicing off of that. Anyways, are you ready to go?" He packed the books into his bag and picked up his uniform jacket that he had taken off earlier.

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

Veronica smirked slightly because of Shinzuu's stuttering at first like she wasn't supposed to see what he was doing. "Ah. Sounds...fun." She responded, unsure of what word to use to describe what he was doing was like. "Sure, I'm ready." She stuck her thumb underneath the strap of her bag like that would maybe relieve some of the weight that was on her shoulder from all the stuff that was in her bag.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

The only thing that bugged her about the art group were the various cliques. She wondered how Schad would get along in such a club. Marlowe recalled the days where they would both sit back and just silently demean some of the more ignorant folk together as they sketched things up. Marlowe sighed again and left the art room heading to the office to clear her attendance so she could leave. She was ready to go and was certain she didn't want to look at any other clubs.

[Srgntcuddles]

Reno got up to return inside from his break when the door opened. It was his boss. "Reno, go ahead and go home. It's slow." Reno didn't expect that and just nodded. He went back inside to grab his things. After that he left to head back home. He didn't know how to get a hold of Marlowe or he would have, he thought of Schadenfreude's ashes. Unless they happened to cross paths it probably wouldn't have happened.

[Shinzuu Katame: Her Tolfy]

Shinzuu smiled and led the way, "Do you want to go home now or do you want to go somewhere else?" He himself was a little hungry, that was easily taken care of no matter where they go, but he figured that Veronica might want to visit her old home or just find somewhere to relax and regain herself, or just to have fun. Shinzuu knew what he, personally, did when he was in her situation, but decided to let her deal with it on her own however she wanted to, and that he would just try his best to support her.

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

Veronica stared at her feet as she listened to Shinzuu and they began to walk. "I don't really have any interest in going anywhere. Not really in the mood." She responded to his question. Her thoughts moved back to her broken locker door and her stuff scattered throughout the hallway. Thinking about it gave her a strong urge to run off and find Tabby a piece of her mind...and her fist...but she resisted that urge as she wrapped her other hand around the strap of her bag and clenched it tightly. She knew exactly what she wanted to do when she got back to the apartment.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Marlowe walked out of the school and began to walk home. She was still annoyed with the skirt, and she wanted to get home as quickly as she could so that she could change. There was nothing she would have wanted more than a pair of pants at that point. She felt like she wanted to dawdle around and avoid the long "How was your first day of school" session with her father, but damn, she hated her skirt.