Not counting what happened with me, there was another incident in September. I didn't happen to witness it as I was inside, but Dante had to intervene in something outside the dojo.
[September was a bad month apparently...]
But on a whole, we haven't really had any problems running the Fight Club. If anything, we have to ask people to simmer down a little because they get so into what they're doing that they start getting into someone else's space.
In front of my building? [insert address of where he lives in Tisse]
Well, that's good to hear. I'd hate to think that people were using something like that as an excuse to be violent, as opposed to its appropriate purpose of matching up combatants to test their skills against each other.
That and helping people find teachers for the weird weapons Retrospec has sent them. We still don't have a good place for people getting 'unusual' firearms though.
[It doesn't take long for Carmen to put in her appearance; following a respectable interval that somehow manages to be just quick enough to be timely without being so soon that it seems like she'd been rushing, the car pulls up in front of the address Tatsuo had given her in Tisse, and she fires off a quick text to herald her arrival for good measure.]
[Tatsuo is waiting in the lobby of the building, playing phone games, when Carmen pulls up, so he's already halfway to the door when her text hits his phone. A texts back a smiley emote and pushes through the front door a moment later.
He gives Carmen a grin as he slides into the passenger seat.]
Happy to oblige. I'll never turn down an excuse to drive.
[Small wonder when you drive the kind of car she drives, but also there's just something about being behind the wheel that comforts her. Rich as she is, she could probably go places in cabs and limousines 100% of the time, but given the choice she'll always drive.]
Buckled up? Safety first.
[SAYS THE WOMAN WHO LEAPS BACKWARDS OFF OF BUILDINGS]
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[September was a bad month apparently...]
But on a whole, we haven't really had any problems running the Fight Club. If anything, we have to ask people to simmer down a little because they get so into what they're doing that they start getting into someone else's space.
In front of my building? [insert address of where he lives in Tisse]
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I'm on my way.
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See you soon.
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He gives Carmen a grin as he slides into the passenger seat.]
Hello. Thanks for picking me up.
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[Small wonder when you drive the kind of car she drives, but also there's just something about being behind the wheel that comforts her. Rich as she is, she could probably go places in cabs and limousines 100% of the time, but given the choice she'll always drive.]
Buckled up? Safety first.
[SAYS THE WOMAN WHO LEAPS BACKWARDS OFF OF BUILDINGS]
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Oh, you don't have to worry about me. I will buckle up every time.
[There's a bit of a serious edge to his statement, but he's clearly trying to keep it casual.]