(All ready for you les. Not exactly sure what Im putting here.)
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(All ready for you les. Not exactly sure what Im putting here.)
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Jordan had just finished a hard day at work. The adult classes were not bad, sure they were slower learners than the children but he could cope with that. What he could not cope with was teaching children who were being bullied.
Sure Kung Fu gave them confidence in themselves but Jordan knew it was at least a year or two before they had the skills and confidence to be able to defend themselves properly. It was not a miracle cure as the parents and kids would have hoped. It took time.
Jordan had got home, grabbed a beer and had his dinner. Still wound up about little Timmy and his black eye Jordan decided to take a wonder over to the park.
He preferred being outsuide. Naturally he would have preferred the countryside but that was too far to go.
Jordan grabbed his keys and a bottle of water and went down to the park, finding a bench to sit on and think about the days activitys.
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But tonight the park, filled with the bright light of the Full Moon, just can't serve to calm him. Memories swirled within his psyche, joining (or feeding) a growing anger. Filling the young man with restless energy. He couldn't just sit, not now. He had to move, had to prowl.
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Jordan gets up and starts to walk around the lake. The more he thinks about that poor kid getting bullied at school the angrier he became, at the kid, the system, those two making out by that tree....
"HEY YOU TWO! GET A ROOM!"
Jordan had hoped that would successfully get rid of some of his anger..... No it did not. This had happened before. Jordan was quite an angry person at times. Usually when something really really wound him up. Jordan started to jog. Running usually helped calm him down, not tonight.
Jordan needed to get rid of this energy and quick. He broke into a sprint, trying to avoid people. He knew his own temper and it was close to boiling point.
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And the two, predictably, ignore Jordan as they continue enjoying themselves...so to speak.
Something that only serves to increase the frustration, heighten the rage. Red creeps into the edge of his vision as violent emotions rise to the fore. Visions of Jimmy and his black eye flashes briefly in his field of view as a new, primal part of him becomes enraged at the lack of respect he had been afforded. That he, the seven plus foot tall instrument of pure destruction had just been given. The sheep did not brush off the predator. These two would learn why, they would pay.
Jordan is now in Gauru form.
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Jordan didnt know what was hapening, all he knew was that it felt natural. He gave himself to the primal part calling him. Suddenly this wasn't about the boy. Jordan was bullied in school and it was about time theese mother f***ers paid.
Jordan got as low to the ground as he possibly could. Quietly sneeking up towards the couple, he spots a tree next to them and with a quick jump lands in the tree. He should be freaked out by this point, but for the time being his human thoughts were shut off. All he could think of now was teaching this couple a lesson.
Sitting on the branch just above their heads he leans over towards them and lets out a loud growl.
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However, as it turns out the Gauru form isn't particularly stealthy. Probably something to do with being 7-8 feet tall while weighing almost a quarter tone and being a vessel of rage and destruction. Yeah...nothing stealthy about that. Who knew?
Long story short; Jordan's not particularly quiet in his approach, and he's spotted before he has a chance to attempt an improbable standing leap to a tree branch that probably wouldn't have handled such an impact very well anyway.
Predictably, they try to scramble to their feet and flee. Unfortunately for them...anyone who knows anything about predators knows that trying to flee from them was an often fatal mistake. And the need for blood comes to dominate Jordan's awareness.
Roll Initiative Please.
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Roll
Damn, they were getting away. The plan had not worked the way he had wanted. No matter, this was going to be fun.
Jordan starts to sprint after them. He will go after the male first, using his body weight in an attempt to pin him to the floor.
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