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Defending Yourself [Monday, Period 1]

Max was actually more amused than anything else about the whole uniform thing. Especially since he'd taken the excuse of his class' subject matter to dress in something a bit more comfortable. A loose-fitting karate gi was way better than those official uniforms, any day of the week.

He was also amused at the plans for today's class, too. And his grin made that clear. So when students arrived to find themselves in a passable facsimile of a modern karate dojo, they might be a mite suspicious.

"Welcome to your final exam in Self Defense," Max announced with a grin. He waved toward the back of the room where there were a pair of clearly-labeled locker rooms. "You all know the drill by now," no they didn't, "go ahead and change into your gis and then come out and you'll each demonstrate the katas you learned this semester." Which was to say: none. At least not from Max.

In the changing rooms were carefully arranged (and labeled) uniforms for every student. Max was apparently trusting that they could figure out how to put them on properly on their own. He'd give them five minutes to change since he was feeling generous, too. Once they were back Max launched into a quick lecture.

"Remember that the martial arts are a way to focus the mind and train the body. They are part of making you a better student. Both in school, and in life. These techniques are not about fighting any external opponent, but are instead about the fight with oneself. How do you stay disciplined so that you can focus on what's important? That's what I hope you've learned in this class." Wow. That totally sounded like something he'd googled right before class, too.

"Now, everyone spread out, and we'll go through our katas." Max kind of wished he'd been able to sneak in a video camera because this promised to be amusing. "Oh, and if anyone wants to discuss anything we learned this semester, I'll have office hours on Wednesday and Friday."

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In uniform!

Cassidy

Peter Wiggin

Quinn Fabray

Mercy Thompson

Karla

Elle Bishop

Freddie Benson

Hanna Marin

Kenzi

Surreal

Feel free to ask each other for help getting uniformed up

Quinn had tried out a karate class a few times before deciding it wasn't for her. She was into her gi pretty quickly.

Oh thank the Darkness that these were not utterly disgusting uniforms. Surreal changed quickly - and gratefully - and spared a moment to wonder if she could just steal the gi and live in the salle all week as an excuse not to wear those pants.

Try not to roll your eyes too much

Max will ~~handwavily~~ call out a student and a kata. Feel free to decide he's picked whichever one (or ones, if you like) for you. He'll pretty much be totally making up the names of the katas as he goes along, so feel free to make up how they go in return.

Mercy carefully took the Crane position from that great old movie The Kung Fu Child, and then slowly collapsed down to a sitting position.

Max flashed Mercy a grin. And a thumbs up.

She bowed to him properly, as one would to one's sensei, and then took her seat.

Hanna outstretched her arms to imitate the flying motion. She wasn't sure how graceful it was (likely not very), but she tried. At least she hadn't sprouted real wings. Yet.

Maybe not graceful, but good enough for Max. Since he was in this at least partially for the amusement.

Freddie Benson had a few skills that could be labeled as 'ridiculous'.

A decent monkey impression was one of them. And so, puffing out his cheeks, he affected a low, almost squatting posture, then raised his arms above his head and let out a monkey-like 'Ook, oooook!' and then mimicked eating a banana and rubbed his stomach.

Max knew that if he laughed, he'd pretty much ruin any claim he might have (however unbelievable) that this was a serious class. So, somehow, he managed to keep a straight face.

But only by resisting the nearly-overwhelming urge to respond to Freddie with "Ook, oooook" himself.

Karla was snickering to herself as she took her place on the mat. Good job, Max.

She crouched down low on the mat for a few seconds, then rose up quickly into a standing position, balancing on one foot, while her other foot rested on the side of her knee, and her hands were clasped in front of her chest. She stood that way for about thirty seconds, then slowly put her foot down on the ground and bowed.

Max didn't laugh. Barely. He did shoot Karla a twinkle-eyed smirk and nod of approval.

Then he shrugged slightly and tossed in a bow as well.

"Heeeee-yaaaaaaa!"

Yes. Jackie Chan would be so proud.

Well. That was... energetic, at least?

Quinn bowed deeply to Max at this one, stopping just short of prostrating herself. She didn't want to get too silly with it.

Somehow managing to suppress too much of a grin, Max responded with a respectful (if not quite as ridiculous) bow of his own. Well played, Quinn. Well played, indeed.

Once she pings in

Surreal was there, and would probably do one of the forms Sadi always drilled her in if called upon. Cheating was nice and easy.

Who really is far too amused

B.A. stood at the back of the class, trying to look like he wasn't thinking what he was thinking.

Max swept his eyes over his students as if he were a real, responsible teacher before walking around them and approaching his observer. He didn't say anything, yet, just walked over and sized the other man up.

Huh. Big guy.

Big guy. Lots of gold chains (though way less than usual). Slightly horrified look on his face.

"Hey man. You didn't really teach these kids this crazy fool stuff, right?"

"The ancient and deeply spiritual art of karate?" Which Max knew practically nothing about that he hadn't seen on really bad TV.

"Man! That ain't no karate!" Who did you think he was, a Howell? "These kids need to learn some real fighting. Some of them gotta go back to bad places when they leave here. They gotta learn how to stay safe and protect themselves."

Max did his best to look shocked at the very idea. "But a class like that would probably be pretty unorthodox. Not at all the sort of thing you'd take in a normal school."

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

"It's a self defense class, fool. What else are you supposed to learn?"

"Karate katas." Really! That's totally what they were!

"That ain't karate," B.A. growled. "Do you even know what karate is?" This was fine for the Board's visit, but B.A. was also worried about the kids.

"Of course!" Max gestured down at his gi. "Don't I look like a black-belt?" He even had one! It was tied wrong, but whatever.

Where the OOC happens!

Cassidy loves Max even more now, just saying. :D

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