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[terminates]

[Private to Karrin Murphy]

I'm not doing that again.

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[OPEN SPAM IN THE GYM]

[It isn't very often that Slade gets like this, but as of this moment, he is entirely frustrated not only with his current situation but also the circumstances that brought him here. Therefore, he is working off the tension the only way he knows how -- pushing

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SPAM

[lastsonofangtu]

And yet another person who's wanting to work out some frustrations...

Mano's arrived in the gym as well, still in the cloak though he's re-rigged it to form a hood to hide the nimbus. (Though now that makes him resemble either a Black Mage from FF1 or a tall Jawa, depending on your particular cultural references?)

White eyespots gaze around the room, from under the hood. "My pardons... I did not realize there was such a gathering here. Am I allowed?"

SPAM

[terminates]

[He glances at the newcomer, surveying him briefly. Whatever he thinks of Mano's odd appearance, it doesn't show.]

I don't see why you wouldn't be.

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[lastsonofangtu]

"I am usually not welcomed in a gathering of normal sentients." Mano states matter-of-factly. He starts stretching out and limbering up for his katas.

SPAM

[terminates]

We're not exactly 'normal' here, are we?

[His reply is equally matter-of-fact as he turns back to the punching bag.]

SPAM (edited to remove Shego ref; sorry, all)

[lastsonofangtu]

"You can at least blend in with the majority... even in my supposedly more enlightened time, that's a crucial survival trait." Mano starts attacking a practice dummy, swirling his cloak around to conceal the initial moves of his strikes.

SPAM (no worries!)

[terminates]

[He shrugs, a touch ironic as he turns back to his own activity.]

I never wanted to.

[And he doesn't.]

Re: SPAM (no worries!)

[lastsonofangtu]

"Which explains why you are here, I suppose..." Mano continues his katas as he speaks. "Was there not some ancient Terran saying about broken nails?"

SPAM

[terminates]

[He scoffs silently. Why he's here has nothing to do with that. He slams his fist into the punching bag.]

Not that I know of.

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[lastsonofangtu]

Mano fights on for another minute, then finally speaks up. "Ah, I believe I remember it now: the nail that sticks up is hammered down."

SPAM

[terminates]

[He snorts quietly to himself, landing a well-placed kick on the bag.]

Life is rarely that simple.

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[lastsonofangtu]

"Perhaps it is so for you..." Mano gives the bag an especially hard kick, both feet impacting before he lands. "But the main path of my life has followed that. It is instinct; the wolves drive out any who do not blend in with their coloration, for fear that one's differences will draw unwanted attention."

"Or so the records indicated; I do not think there are enough alive to worry about such things?"