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originally posted in:Neo Punks
Edited by EvoTymes:
12/12/2015 11:51:02 PM
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[i][b]Renzo
San Diego[/b][/i]
[i]I was just stepping out of my room with a baseball twirling in my hand when I got a phone call from dad.[/i]
Renzo:"It's been a while dad."
[i]I chuckled and picked up the phone as I started to head for my car, walking down a flight of stairs. The light from the windows being absorbed.[/i]
Renzo:"Hello?"
Etana:"What's up kid? How you doing?"
Renzo:"Hey dad, I'm doing fine. How are you?"
Etana:"I'm doing alright, currently on break right now and I decided to check up on mini me after the first week."
Renzo:"Mini you huh? Funny. The first week of school is pretty good, met a lot of interesting people, classes aren't bad, teachers aren't stuck up."
Etana:"That's great! I'm assuming you've met Johnathon and his sister already?"
[i]I reach the door to get outside to the parking lot and I opened it heading for my car[/i]
Renzo:"Yeah thanks for the heads up dad." [i]I said sarcastically[/i] "You could've at least told me you knew about them."
Etana:"What's the fun in spoiling things huh? Well then. Your not doing anything your not supposed to right?"
Renzo:"I know dad, no drinking, no drugs and no fighting."
Etana:"You already broke the last one Renzo."
Renzo:"Wait what?! How do you know that?" [i]I say a bit shocked[/i]
Etana:"I'm your father, I know everything." [i]He chuckles[/i] " so any girlfriend yet?"
Renzo:"No spoilers." [i]I laugh and chuckle[/i]
Etana:"Ha ha very funny. Well I got to go, just called in. Behave yourself, love you."
Renzo:"Love you too dad."
[i]With that said I hung up the call and slid the phone into my pocket. Meanwhile, I start my car and head for the batting cage. The bat was high tech, a sleek black metal coat, carbon fiber laced to be exact. Although football was more of my sport, I didn't think the boarding school even had a team.
Eh whatever, the batting cage was fun and gave me something to do, plus it can help with reaction time, hand to eye coordination and more. In a way, it was like training. I chuckle and head down to the batting cage.[/i]
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[b]He spots Natalie and Alexandra walk in, accompanied by a 6'3 cowboy, and they all grab bats[/b]
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"Huh, one of their boyfriend or something?" [i]I chuckle and grab my bat from the backseat of my car and step out. I walk in and greet the cashier[/i] "What's up Brad." B-"Aye what's up Renzo, come here to swing a few?" R-"Yeah man, give me the highest ball speed you got." B-"Alright man, there's only one of the highest speed sections open. Want it?" R-"Yeah man." [i]He nods and pressed a few buttons, unlocking the cage for me. I thanked him and headed down towards the end, it was the highest pitching speed a place can offer. I throw a helmet on and step into the cage.[/i]
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[b]Nat does the same, not noticing Renzo [/b] Alex: "dad, why are we here?" Cowboy: "y'all said you wanted to be swordspeople, you need to practice precision"
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[i]"Dad huh? Wonder who that could be." I shrug it off and close my gate and got into a baseball stance. Left foot forward, right foot back, left hand bottom right hand top. I waited patiently for the ball to be sent my way. BOOM was the sound the ball made when it was sent from the machine, I saw it coming as if it was in slow motion. Easy, I thought to myself as I gripped into the bat and swung with full force making contact with the ball making an even louder BOOM and even echoing. The swing Renzo had done was too familiar.[/i]
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Cowboy: "Girls, let me tell you something. I know earths best swordsman team, Lance and Etana. You want to know how they got good? Practice like this. Alex, you're up first" [b]He says, handing her a bat and helmet[/b]
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[i]As Renzo kept swinging at the baseballs, the sound of BOOM kept going. Eventually someone looks over because of it being so loud, they notice the last name Lutu in a tattoo on his left arm on his shoulder, surrounded by tribal markings.[/i]
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[b]Alex swings, hitting it and putting her weight in, knocking it far, but not too far[/b] Alex: "nat, you want to try?" Natalie: "sure" [b]She says, grabbing the bat[/b]
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[i]I stop the machine and look over at them, sloppy form, grip isn't tight enough, off footing. These thoughts ran through my head as I watched them carefully.[/i]
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[b]Natalie swings, just barely hitting it, but the ball hit the bats sweet spot, and travelled as far, and she handed the bat to the cowboy[/b]
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[i]I looked at the guy in the cowboy hat and duster, "It isn't the Wild West man." I chuckle as I look at him.[/i]
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[b]He takes the bat, and swings, hitting the ball, doubling the distance of Renzo, as he had seen Lance and Etana swing their swords countless times, and he is a patriotic American, so he watched baseball a lot, and even played daily at the base for 4 years, closing the field yesterday[/b] "Don't judge kid" [b]He says, spotting your tattoo. [/b] "you a Lutu?"
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[i]I chuckle and take my helmet off, "huh a fellow swordsman possibly?" I ask myself. I look at him and say[/i] "Yeah I'm a Lutu, son of Etana Lutu."
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"Etana?" [b]He asks, putting the bat down. [/b] "I knew him. How is the old Fūck these days?"
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"You knew him? Who are you anyways?" [i]I saying stepping out of my gate and waking over to theirs[/i]
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"Well, I'm JT. He likely mentioned a guy with a car door, no? Maybe the guy that tore his own arm off? That's me"
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"Oh yeah, now the cowboy get up makes sense."
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"Why, because I'm insane?" [b]He asks, chuckling. [/b]"I take it your dad never mentioned some of the more insane stuff I've done"
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"No he has, I just didn't know who you were at first, now everything makes sense."
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"Okay then. I take it daddy dearest put you in the boarding school?"
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"Exactly."
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"Alright" [b]He says, walking back to Natalie and alex[/b]
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[i]"hm, mind as we'll hang out with them." I think I myself and follow JT[/i] "So how's the NWH doing?" [i]I ask in a lower tone.[/i]
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"Goddamn excellent" [b]He says happily[/b]
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"Well that's good, how's the progression of troops?" [i]I say leaning back on the gate.[/i]
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"150,000 soldiers, highly trained, VERY well equipped. I'm talking tanks man, fūcking tanks, guns, and all the ammo you could ever need"
