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Woodles > Yakuza.

Don't underestimate the Patriarch of the Wu Dynasty.
Tommy has a noodles company.
At this rate I'm never going to write for Kiran.

Much sadness.
I antagonize Kray on a daily basis anyway

By the way, who were the other Senior characters available for combat classes, Shadowkiller said Sarina probably won't get done soon and that I can go ahead and get rematched.
Oh yeah, Silvan started getting his internet up again so we'll actually have a full team when that happens.
Napoli Fiordilatte (THIS WEEK ON SHARK WEEK: GRIMM STUDIES)

Contrary to what appeared to be the popular opinion, Napoli was not, in fact, sitting idle. Instead he was dealing with the critical nuisance that seemed to plague so many snipers, bodies of water. The simple fact of the matter was that large depths would indeed slow down his bullets. He would have a few feet, but it wasn't enough.

This was a great opportunity to figure it out.

So while everyone else was playing the role of the fool in their awkward sword stabs and competing ideas of teamwork, Napoli was conducting an experiment. By utilizing wind dust bullets, he was able to displace quite a bit more water than normal with each shot, but it still wasn't satisfactory yet. That's when he started adding more bullets, utilizing his semblance to make the minor adjustments necessary to keep the bullets directly in line with one another. The first few bullets created a path that the last few used to kill the target.

Like a modern day Robin Hood splitting the arrow.

Satisfied with his experimentations, Napoli aimed his rifle with a large grin spreading across his face. It didn't matter where the shark ran too now, he'd be able to shoot it down without ever entering the pool. No need to get cold feet after all, Napoli mused as he fired off a stream of bullets at the shark.

BOOM.

HEADSHOT.

This is too easy.
Here we go.
@Grey Midseason upgrades mate.
Wu Fuwei (吳 福威)


Tommy Woo was not one to be tardy.

Despite his rushed arrival, Tommy Woo had successfully made it on time to partake in the headmaster's speech. Indeed, absolutely nothing had gone wrong on his way to the academy. Not a single accident of any sort.

Those ladders were broken when I got there.

Putting thoughts of the past behind, it was rude, after all, to deviate his focus when someone else was talking, Tommy Woo intently diverted all his focus to the headmaster's words. Which, truth be told, did require all his focus, one could chalk it up to his weak Japanese skills but for some reason or another understanding the headmaster did not come easy. Still, from what he could gather, there was little all that remarkable about the speech. He had heard it many times before, both at Noriaki and in New York. His dad also spoke in similar eloquent proverbs.

"Remember boy, 'Wheresoever you go, go with all your heart. If you always give, you will always have.'"

Of course his father would be more annoyed by his lack of respect and attention towards the headmaster, although by now it was rather moot. The headmaster had already wrapped up the speech wishing them all the 'best of lucks.'

At least my English is good.

His father had made sure of that. Weak English was the sign of an illiterate man in America, one lacking a proper education.

Still, now was the time to follow the headmaster directions, and so Tommy Woo found himself behind a certain hat wearing school girl and a purple haired boy. They appeared to be in conversation about magic and how little sense it made, not that Esper abilities made much more sense to Woo, his own powers were the source of consistent confusion. He also mentioned something about AIM.

"Excuse me good Mister-san, is more AIM supposed to mean more strength? The researchers mentioned such a phenomenon but I have yet to have seen it in practice." Tommy Woo found himself offering up his own views on the matter, because in truth if AIM truly did mean greater strength is own should have been massive. Perhaps it was due to his nature as a, what was the term?

Ah yes, a 'Gemstone.' That's what they called me. Also, was Mister-san the correct term? Honorifics are not easy.
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