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[color=ed1c24]"Finding you wasn't that hard. You make a lot of smoke and sound when you, I assume,"[/color] He gestured at his feet and the surrounding area, [color=ed1c24]"from the lack of scorch marks you've just been breathing smoke or something."[/color]

Gus cleared his throat and lowered himself into a sitting position on the ground with his arms and legs crossed. A friendly smile and atmosphere. Vlad was obviously a very pretentious and violent youth but the big man wondered why exactly that was. Nobody ever screamed bloody murder at the slightest sign of disrespect right? Vlad did, but maybe that was his way of forcing himself into a corner. Without a way out he was forced to fight head on and overcome his own, Gus assumed, weaknesses. The problem was that the kid had no respect for anything but himself. Maybe he just needs someone to help him cool down sometimes, Gus mused.

[color=ed1c24]"You were zoned right out when I got here. Like you'd seen a ghost or something. Anyways, I followed you out of the cafeteria when you bailed. I'm the one responsible for your uh.. head injury in class. Saw you on Madison and let my fists lead the way instead of words. Came to apologize and, seeing as you enjoy the same hobby as I do, maybe we could be sparring partners? The teachers around here hate destruction of property without cause. Accidents happen but they have areas students can go to train alone if classes don't appeal. What do you say, Vlad? If you're willing, I'll always answer your challenge."[/color]