Apr 13, 2008 15:16
Jeet Kune Do removes emphasis on forms as an inadequate reflection of the dynamic nature of combat and so Spike, as a practitioner - or adapter, really, as Jeet Kune Do done right is entirely personalized, a process rather than a style - doesn't bother with them.
But actual opponents have been sparse since Halloween, and that was months ago, so Spike's left kicking air, just to stay in shape. It's another item to add to the list of island irritations, although really they're all just subcategories of nothing to fucking do.
Spike's fond of choosing to do nothing. It's when he's forced into it that it becomes a burning itch under the skin.
So he's doing his workout in view of the Dawn Treader, simply because it's a little reassuring that there's a boat, and some small hope of something that's not the island. His shirt and shoes are wadded up into a ball and sitting by a tree, on which rests Vicious's damned sword.
He's going to have to carry the thing around until he can give it back, it looks like. Preferably tip first.
cuthbert allgood,
six,
spike spiegel,
rogue,
gilgamesh wulfenbach