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Chapter Five (Interlude)
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The next couple of days Crimson started training hard getting ready to travel with Guy towards the next area where the tournament was headed. While doing his pushups in the dojo area of Guy's house, Crimson thought about the next matches he would be in, and helping Guy fight Bison's evil.
"*I hope I'm ready...*"
After finally reaching 150 pushups, Crimson sighed, content with completing his task. After reaching for a towel, Crimson dried off the sweat from his face and chest. Guy made his first appearance of the day from his sleep and was glad to see that Crimson had finished his early morning training.
"Very good, Crimson. I'm glad to see that you aren't slacking off in your training."
Crimson thanked Guy for the compliment. After a brief pause, Guy made his way to the refrigerator in the kitchen. Crimson looked at him in astonishment.
"Wha...? You're not training first?", Crimson asked, amazed. Guy turned back to his student.
"I'm hungry.", he said plainly. Crimson nodded. After watching the Bushin Master make his way into the kitchen, Crimson went towards the training sandbag at the far wall. Throwing some light punches, Crimson then began throwing and performing more advanced punches and attacks. Finally satisfied with himself, Crimson then began to charge up his chi to practice his Hadouryuken projectile. Then, bringing his right arm close to his side, Crimson then called out the namesake of his move, thrusting his arm forward in the process.
"HADOURYUKEN!"
Upon hitting the training bag, Crimson watched as the projectile was absorbed by the bag. Only a second later, the bag blew apart, sending the insides flying back at the young Bushin student.
"Ack!"
Crimson dodged the projectiles, and then started to block and parry the flying remains of the bag. Without warning, Guy suddenly returned into the dojo section of the house with a bowl of cereal.
"Mmm... Mpmh!", Guy exclaimed, his mouth full of Golden Crisp.
"What in the name of Bushin happened here?", Guy finally said, swallowing his breakfast. Crimson turned around in shock, then realizing there was no place to run, he confessed.
"I was practicing my attacks, and I used my Hadouryuken on the training bag, and well...", Crimson said. Guy, taking another spoonful of cereal and downing it, spoke again.
"Hm. That attack is getting strong, I presume. That's good. It shows that your training is paying off, seeing as how I didn't teach you that move."
The young Bushin beamed with confidence. Guy? Actually admitting to him that he was getting better? That was a rarity. Crimson went to get a broom to sweep up the fragments of the training bag, while Guy finished his breakfast. After the Bushin Master finished his cereal, he notified his student that they would have to get ready to make their trip today.
"Bring some extra outfits, Crimson. We might be out there longer than expected, so it would be wise to pack a bit more items.", Guy said. Crimson nodded, and continued sweeping. When he was finished five minutes later, Crimson noticed Guy was already ready to go, suitcase packed and all. Guy's student also noticed that Guy was wearing his alternate grey outfit.
"Hm. Putting on your Sunday best I see...", Crimson cracked. Guy smiled only slightly, then told Crimson to get his bag packed and ready. Crimson nodded, and half-walked, half-ran to his bedroom. Searching for his most needed items, Crimson practically turned his room upside-down. After rigorous searching, Crimson was finally able to get everything he needed. Packing it tight into the suitcase, Crimson then lugged the stuffed suitcase out his room and into the dojo were Guy waited.
"That took awhile...", Guy said with a frown. Crimson nodded, and finally with a grunt, lifted the bag up.
"Let's go.", Crimson said with an eager voice. Making their way through the front door, the Bushin duo then began setting the course to their destination: Thailand, and M. Bison.
"Are you ready, Crimson?", Guy asked his student. Crimson gulped only slightly, remembering that they were going down to Thailand to confront Bison.
"I sure hope so...", Crimson muttered to himself. Guy looked at his student with only a bit of concern, but dismissed it.
"*He'll be okay...*", Guy thought to himself. "*...Crimson doesn't know it yet, but he may hold the untapped power necessary in the end to rid the world of Bison's evil...*"
Chapter Five (Interlude)
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The next couple of days Crimson started training hard getting ready to travel with Guy towards the next area where the tournament was headed. While doing his pushups in the dojo area of Guy's house, Crimson thought about the next matches he would be in, and helping Guy fight Bison's evil.
"*I hope I'm ready...*"
After finally reaching 150 pushups, Crimson sighed, content with completing his task. After reaching for a towel, Crimson dried off the sweat from his face and chest. Guy made his first appearance of the day from his sleep and was glad to see that Crimson had finished his early morning training.
"Very good, Crimson. I'm glad to see that you aren't slacking off in your training."
Crimson thanked Guy for the compliment. After a brief pause, Guy made his way to the refrigerator in the kitchen. Crimson looked at him in astonishment.
"Wha...? You're not training first?", Crimson asked, amazed. Guy turned back to his student.
"I'm hungry.", he said plainly. Crimson nodded. After watching the Bushin Master make his way into the kitchen, Crimson went towards the training sandbag at the far wall. Throwing some light punches, Crimson then began throwing and performing more advanced punches and attacks. Finally satisfied with himself, Crimson then began to charge up his chi to practice his Hadouryuken projectile. Then, bringing his right arm close to his side, Crimson then called out the namesake of his move, thrusting his arm forward in the process.
"HADOURYUKEN!"
Upon hitting the training bag, Crimson watched as the projectile was absorbed by the bag. Only a second later, the bag blew apart, sending the insides flying back at the young Bushin student.
"Ack!"
Crimson dodged the projectiles, and then started to block and parry the flying remains of the bag. Without warning, Guy suddenly returned into the dojo section of the house with a bowl of cereal.
"Mmm... Mpmh!", Guy exclaimed, his mouth full of Golden Crisp.
"What in the name of Bushin happened here?", Guy finally said, swallowing his breakfast. Crimson turned around in shock, then realizing there was no place to run, he confessed.
"I was practicing my attacks, and I used my Hadouryuken on the training bag, and well...", Crimson said. Guy, taking another spoonful of cereal and downing it, spoke again.
"Hm. That attack is getting strong, I presume. That's good. It shows that your training is paying off, seeing as how I didn't teach you that move."
The young Bushin beamed with confidence. Guy? Actually admitting to him that he was getting better? That was a rarity. Crimson went to get a broom to sweep up the fragments of the training bag, while Guy finished his breakfast. After the Bushin Master finished his cereal, he notified his student that they would have to get ready to make their trip today.
"Bring some extra outfits, Crimson. We might be out there longer than expected, so it would be wise to pack a bit more items.", Guy said. Crimson nodded, and continued sweeping. When he was finished five minutes later, Crimson noticed Guy was already ready to go, suitcase packed and all. Guy's student also noticed that Guy was wearing his alternate grey outfit.
"Hm. Putting on your Sunday best I see...", Crimson cracked. Guy smiled only slightly, then told Crimson to get his bag packed and ready. Crimson nodded, and half-walked, half-ran to his bedroom. Searching for his most needed items, Crimson practically turned his room upside-down. After rigorous searching, Crimson was finally able to get everything he needed. Packing it tight into the suitcase, Crimson then lugged the stuffed suitcase out his room and into the dojo were Guy waited.
"That took awhile...", Guy said with a frown. Crimson nodded, and finally with a grunt, lifted the bag up.
"Let's go.", Crimson said with an eager voice. Making their way through the front door, the Bushin duo then began setting the course to their destination: Thailand, and M. Bison.
"Are you ready, Crimson?", Guy asked his student. Crimson gulped only slightly, remembering that they were going down to Thailand to confront Bison.
"I sure hope so...", Crimson muttered to himself. Guy looked at his student with only a bit of concern, but dismissed it.
"*He'll be okay...*", Guy thought to himself. "*...Crimson doesn't know it yet, but he may hold the untapped power necessary in the end to rid the world of Bison's evil...*"
