Ollie Queen (longbowliberal) wrote in utr_logs, @ 2008-07-14 22:13:00 |
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Entry tags: | kimber benton, ollie queen |
Who: Ollie and Kimber
What: A date and sparring
Where: Ollie's Brooklyn dojo
Warnings: Shit yeah.
After dropping off the many, many purchases at the Kimber residence and allowing her to grab what he assumed were work-out clothes, Kimber and Ollie returned to Brooklyn. The last time he'd even had anyone in his class, it had been a guy looking to, quote, "Meet some chicks that don't know how to kick my ass yet."
Ollie taught him that being thrown headfirst into a brick wall was kind of like meeting chicks.
"All right, I might be a bit rusty as far as teaching stuff goes. Most of the asskicking I've been doing lately has been on the type of person that I'm looking to teach a very different kind of lesson. Like treating arrow wounds." He unlocked the door to the gym and flipped on the lights. "There's a changing room over there," he said, pointing in the direction of the far end of the room. "I'm going to go get into something more comfortable." Huh. That was the first time he'd ever been on the giving end of that statement.