Post by Selene Nightstar on May 27, 2009 9:54:15 GMT -5
Blake walked into class, his smoky gray tabby Panther at his heels. He was wearing loose clothing for the upcoming class. He couldn't move around well in a button-down shirt and khakis, after all. Panther yowled, and jumped onto one of the windowsills. He heard whispers of fledglings.
"His real name is Blake...but we call him Lion." he heard one of his pupils explaining.
"You'll see why." said another.
He grinned, because they were referring to his tattoos. Everyone thought it was cool, to have roaring lions on your face. But it was a little bit weird. His students shuffled into class. His eyebrows raised. They were completely tired.
"Well. Welcome to your Fighting Arts class. I am Blake Levent. You can call me Levent, or Blake, or whatever you want to. I teach Tae Kwon Do, and other classes. I substitute in Fencing when our High Priestess cannot attend for whatever reason."
He scanned the room.
"Today we'll go over self-defense. So tell me, what are two options to disarm or hamper an assailant when it's an attack from the front?"
"His real name is Blake...but we call him Lion." he heard one of his pupils explaining.
"You'll see why." said another.
He grinned, because they were referring to his tattoos. Everyone thought it was cool, to have roaring lions on your face. But it was a little bit weird. His students shuffled into class. His eyebrows raised. They were completely tired.
"Well. Welcome to your Fighting Arts class. I am Blake Levent. You can call me Levent, or Blake, or whatever you want to. I teach Tae Kwon Do, and other classes. I substitute in Fencing when our High Priestess cannot attend for whatever reason."
He scanned the room.
"Today we'll go over self-defense. So tell me, what are two options to disarm or hamper an assailant when it's an attack from the front?"
