Getting things out of his system.
[ooc: I KNOW I SAID NICK WAS RETIRED. Well you know what? I lied. I'm a woman, I have a right to change my mind. :|!!]
If you were Nick Carraway, where would you be?
In 202, sitting there all comfortable with a mug of coffee and a book?
In 308, your comfortable room, trying to nap?
Or would you be wandering around, looking for someone to talk to?
If you chose any of the above, you would fail at being Nick Carraway, because right now he's somewhere he's never been: in the courtyard, kicking the hell out of some poor body-shaped... thing.
He doesn't even know what it is.
He's just kicking it.
... a few punches are thrown, too, but mostly it's just kicking. And, in case you were wondering, he's not training in any sense of the word. He's just... working out some issues.
(Warning for language and ridiculously narrated violence!)
If you were Nick Carraway, where would you be?
In 202, sitting there all comfortable with a mug of coffee and a book?
In 308, your comfortable room, trying to nap?
Or would you be wandering around, looking for someone to talk to?
If you chose any of the above, you would fail at being Nick Carraway, because right now he's somewhere he's never been: in the courtyard, kicking the hell out of some poor body-shaped... thing.
He doesn't even know what it is.
He's just kicking it.
... a few punches are thrown, too, but mostly it's just kicking. And, in case you were wondering, he's not training in any sense of the word. He's just... working out some issues.
(Warning for language and ridiculously narrated violence!)