YOU BY MY SIDE ☆ weakness training

[michael t.]

It seemed that, at least for the moment, Michael was trapped in the Pitt. Well, not really trapped, if one looked at it critically. After all, his wounds were being taken of well, he had a place to stay, and nobody had treated him too unkindly since he had gotten here, so it wasn't as if he were still in the captivity of the Lost. It was just that he was trapped here in the sense that he couldn't exactly leave, not without exacerbating his wounds and probably dying without a proper plan. He was essentially back to square one of his criminal life, with no big intimidation factor and no reliable muscle to back him up. He needed to recuperate, and plan whatever the hell his next step was going to be. That wasn't so bad, besides the aching loneliness that threatened to cave in his chest every so often. He really needed to get to know the people in this group a little better, if only to make sure that he knew how to get under their skin in case they tried to eat him, or something. Or if this really turned out to be a cult, like he had suspected in the beginning. What better way to get to know people than to help them out? It had taken a little bit of thought to figure out how the hell he could help such a large group out in his current state, but he liked to think he had figured something halfway decent out – even if it might end with him getting punched square in the face, or something along those lines.

He wasn't sure it could truly be considered training, since it wasn't as if he was going to have his new clanmates punching dummies or fighting each other, but he would be giving them new information and trying to teach them how to cover up their weak spots, so that was training enough for him. The male could be found near the middle of The Pitt's strange little main camp area, right in front of the strategist temple. His aviators were perched atop his nose, hiding sharp blue eyes behind them as he glanced at passersby. A lit, mostly burnt cigarette was clenched between his jaws, a welcome stress reliever as he tried to adjust to his new environment. He took a deep breath inwards before exhaling a lungful of smoke before he put the cigarette out, smashing it beneath his paw. Once that was over with, he called out, hoping to grab the attention or those around him, "Hey! If any of you want some training in how to deal with any weak points you've got, then come over here to me! I'm always eager to pick out people's flaws." He gave a little crooked grin at that last bit, his tail flicking back and forth lazily behind him as he waited for others to come up.

[glow=#75603C,1,000]" oh, it's a setup, no, no, we won't fall. "[/glow]