badfic_manor | Bl@st 002 - Akira - Adriaaaaaaan [In person / Accidental Video]

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Bl@st 002 - Akira - Adriaaaaaaan [In person / Accidental Video]

[Having woken up that morning and found that he was still in this 'Manor' place, Akira was unsure of how to feel about it all. On the one hand, he wasn't in Toshima anymore; the conditions here in general were 5 star compared to where he'd come from. But, not only was Shiki here, but Keisuke wasn't..Akira knew he wouldn't last a day in Toshima without him.

Not that that mattered anymore; there wasn't much he could do for him here. So, after finding something to eat (the food was a major, major plus) he decided to explore the Manor; soon enough, he was happy enough to find a gym.

The feed comes on suddenly as Akira throws the blackberry to the side carelessly. Pulling his shirt off absently (he didn't have a huge variety of clothes to change into - no point in wasting what he had), that soon lands next to the device as he sizes up the punching bag infront of him, before starting his session]

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[Shiki entered the gym, seemingly unaware of Akira's presence. This was his morning routine after all. He padded in barefooted, the dull echo not making it over the sound of Akira punching the bag.

Shiki carried on as he did in an almost trancelike manner. He stood before the training dummy, clad in nothing but a pair of fairly loose jeans held up awkwardly by a studded belt. Took a deep breath, and unleashed a barrage of kicks, punches, jabs, upper cuts, elbow shunts and a roundhouse to the dummy with perfect fluid motions.

Once he was done the dummy collapsed backwards and Shiki chuckled. He still had it.]

[In a similar zoned out state, it's only when Akira stops briefly to get a drink of water that he notices Shiki on the other side of the room. Catching his breath within a minute or less, he eyes up the older male as he wipes a hand across his forhead]

[Shiki picks the dummy back up and seems to repeat his systematic assault, with only a minor few changes to the method. Barely breaking into a sweat or having to breathe quicker. He curses under his breath as he loses his footing, though it's hardly noticeable. Because of the minor slip up he starts all over again.

The more he carries on, the more flushed his skin gets, highlighting tiny little scars along his back, waist and upper arms. Though the worst one is right in the middle of his back. One from the man he'd rather forget.]

[Akira notices the scars, but just assumes they're from fights or from day-to-day life in Toshima. Instead of addressing him, he mirrors his actions, starting up another beat down on the worn out punching bag]

[Looking over his shoulder he spots Akira and gives a slight chuckle watching his workout.]

Straighten your back more, you'll put less strain on your shoulders.

[Shiki was enjoying this too much. But it gave him an excuse to watch the boy more, work out his weaknesses in battle - ready to over power him should it come to it.]

[Akira scowls at Shiki over his shoulder, stopping briefly]

I know that.

[He chuckles, folding his arms across his chest.]

Then why continue to do so?

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