Post by Mr. Kaar on Oct 19, 2007 16:46:44 GMT -8
Leon had been breaking out, going into his own thing lately. The excitement of being merried to the perfect woman giving him the strength to fight against his heart disease. He hasn't had a heart attack in a while now, and the signs of him slowing down are minimul. His training in 5X gravity has made him faster, but not fast enough. Other than his soon to be wife, his world was still partially all about fighting, which is why today, he was looking for Faust. He knew Faust was roaming around somewhere, Leon had seen him one or two times his Freshman year of 552. The simple aura, and fear this guy caused back then made Leon's blood boil. He wanted to fight him back then, but he found Faust had been disappeared about his Senior years beginning.
But as hope would have it, turns out Faust had become a teacher at this school, alot of 552 rejects and drop outs had shown up here, but Faust being here must of been under special condition, which was fine with Leon, as long as he got a chance to fight the guy. His spiked blonde hair and dark blue eyes where somewhat of a... Trademark for a very long time, his Strike Gloves on his hands, made slight static noise as he couldn't controle the excitement of doing battle against someone so strong.
'Where are you?'
He thought to himself as his light weight shoes skidded softly across the ground, his black cargo pantsmoving accordingly to the slight breeze his slow, yet paced movements caused, his navy blue long sleeved shirt doing the same, fitting loosely to his body. He saw a few students run past as they where late for class, which meant they where either running FROM their teacher, or TO their class in hopes of not being beat the fuck out of.
But as hope would have it, turns out Faust had become a teacher at this school, alot of 552 rejects and drop outs had shown up here, but Faust being here must of been under special condition, which was fine with Leon, as long as he got a chance to fight the guy. His spiked blonde hair and dark blue eyes where somewhat of a... Trademark for a very long time, his Strike Gloves on his hands, made slight static noise as he couldn't controle the excitement of doing battle against someone so strong.
'Where are you?'
He thought to himself as his light weight shoes skidded softly across the ground, his black cargo pantsmoving accordingly to the slight breeze his slow, yet paced movements caused, his navy blue long sleeved shirt doing the same, fitting loosely to his body. He saw a few students run past as they where late for class, which meant they where either running FROM their teacher, or TO their class in hopes of not being beat the fuck out of.