All Oscar could hear was ringing as he felt stinging radiate from his nose and outward. As he begins to hear people call out. 'Nuuuuuuh, Man, that hurt'
, was all that came to Oscar's head as he slowly tried to bring himself up, He took notice to everyone staring at him as he felt a tightness begin to form in his chest. As his breathing was slightly forced as his body was entering a fight or flight mode as it was already hurt so it was sending adrenaline as if threatened. All of this was happening fast, well until he felt a pair of hands grab onto him and lift him up.
At first, Oscar was confused as he noticed they took him to be in front of Nikolay, as Nikolay greeted him with worry. Oscar sighed with relief as he rubbed his face and said, "Nmm, no I-I'll be fine. Just hurt a little, other than that I'm more than fine"
. As Oscar takes a quick step back as he continues, "Naw, I'll be fine. Thanks for the lift man"
. As he heard Coach Cinter call out to them to all group up. Oscar gave a quick nod and wave to Couch Cinter as he said to Nikolay. "Well I guess that is our bell"
As Oscar made it over to Couch Cinter, he began to sit down and rub his face. Hopefully to get the redness off of his face and to help soothe his nose, as it took the majority of the impact. As Oscar began to stretch on the orders of Couch Cinter, as per the ritual of the class, Oscar did his stretches as he was assuming a full-body exercise day was coming. So he did a few extras he learned that he liked, as he limbered his body up. Loosening the once tense muscles as they were finally exiting their heightened state after his body realized there was no danger.
Once Oscar was more than limber he began watching everyone else as they did their stretches and workout. Oscar just laid back for a moment before Couch Cinter had started his actual lesson. Oscar had always enjoyed the lessons in these classes as Oscar was always a very kinetic learner, so lessons Couch Cinter gives have always stuck to Oscar like glue to sandpaper. For Oscar, he is always waiting in anticipation of what Couch Cinter will be teaching, as Oscar does have pride in his skills, yet to say they are a novice in comparison to Mr. Cinter is an understatement.
To Oscar, Couch Cinter's lesson seems like a no brainer. Hell, Oscar had learned moving is more important than any strike or grapple he can muster. Oscar had practiced and trained himself to be fast and agile. Allotting him a different style of fighting than his body naturally tended, to be a slippery and aggressive approach. Yet as Couch Cinter continues he speaks of the lives as a Noble Arm Master, to be a fighter: as a warrior, a soldier, and a protector. As a smile comes to his face as he hears this, as that is his dream, to help others and eventually have people understand that Noble Arms Masters are a force of good, not evil.
As now came Oscar's favorite part of this class, the physical part of the class. As they were ordered to stand, Oscar did it quickly as he began to make a slight bit of room between himself and those around him. As the Couch told them to activate their Minds Eye and imagine the worst situation for them. Then to run that Situation in your mind, as you physically worked your way through it. Fighting, dodging, and anything you can do to try and just figure your way out of it. Oscar could think of a million things that could be absolutely terrible for him to fight: Guns, experienced weapon fighters, Any ranged attacks, and multiple people. So Oscar was going to play hell with himself today.
As even before Couch Cinter called for them to start, Oscar's eyes were darting across the room, making a large mental mindscape that consisted of a large ruined city area with many broken buildings, destroyed cars, and a large road. This city is filled with many people, different weapons, powers, and abilities. All of which can put a man down if a good strike is made. Oscar takes a deep breath in and when called to start Oscar began to run forward, immediately having his mind create new obstacles as people run and move, as Oscar's 3 minutes begin.
As Oscar ran forward he was immediately attacked on both sides by spear wielders, each of them having a very distinct look. On his right is a young woman with blonde hair, blue eyes and a nice body, as she looked at him like he was the scum of the earth. As the other was a pale man with short black hair, with a lean frame, and a coy look on him, as he looked at Oscar like he was just another person to take down. As Oscar began to dance around the spear attacks, each one perfectly in sync with the other person as they come launching at him with ferocity as then he saw both of them somehow gets to his sides as they stabbed at him. As he dived back and far to go away from the attacks. As he dove back, he placed his hands down first to lighten his fall, as he immediately saw someone was running at him with a large staff and a fireball attached to the end. He immediately reacted to allows his body to fall slightly as he straightened his arms as he pushed hard off of the ground as he springboarded up and over the fireball that was heading at him.
As he landed back onto his feet again he saw behind him the two people who were attacking him on the ground as they seemed burnt but alive. As the person in front of him seemed to hold out his large staff and start their assault. Oscar started to dip and weave around the attacks that were coming at him as something like an itch tingled his back as he tackled the person he was fighting to the ground as a bullet flies past his head. As in the tackle, Oscar use a rolling maneuver as he slammed his target to the ground and knocked them out as Oscar quickly righted himself and was now facing the long street.
As Oscar looked down this long and broken street he saw what seemed to be two people on a rooftop, one on a mounted machinegun while the other one standing there holding two guns in their hands. As Oscar ran forward to them, using his speed and knowledge to dodge the bullets just about to be fired at him. He never knew where nor when the attacks were going to be hitting him, all he knew was when he got this slight itching in his back he had a feeling something was about to happen, he dived fast and hard out of the way. As his mental imaging was intense, never allowing himself a moment of reprieve. After years of shadow boxing and people watching he was even able to start putting people, he remembers into this world. Never as good as the original, yet good enough to be a challenge, as he slowly took ideas and skills from others that he watched and fought.
He slowly learned the shot patterns, as the person on the machine gun always sprayed in consistent and accurate bursts. Trying to catch him while he was moving and shifting, yet always a little too slow. While the other person seemed to always fire off a few too many rounds making the fire a little to spread, allowing Oscar to dip and weave the shots as he broke up his figure with a quick piece of cloth. Yet right when the 3 minutes were up he saw multiple shots fired from both of them as he saw them all aiming for his head. He was too close to try and dodge them now, he just made it to the building so he had only a moment to think. As he shuddered for a moment as the bullets were about to hit, his mental imagery was broken by Couch Cinter's yelling for time.
As Oscar comes out of the mindscape he sees he is breathing slightly heavily, he did put his body through rigorous fighting, and even dodging around and over people as his mind used them as obstacles. As he took a breath in and breath out he worked a good sweat up as he grabs his shirt and started to wipe off his face, revealing his body to those who cared to look, yet bothered Oscar none. His body was toned to hell and back, as it can be seen that his body was shredded and strong.
=====Out of the Eye and into the Storm=====
As he put his shirt down he looked on towards Oli as he started talking to everyone after their little rest, they had to find a partner they don't normally work with. Oscar was more than happy to work with someone new, as it seemed he didn't need to as someone came to him. As Nathaniel seemed to come up to Oscar. Oscar smiled as Nathaniel asked to partner with him as Oscar said with a happy smile, "Sure I would love to!"
Oscar began to grab equipment for both him and Nathaniel as he began to put on his own gear. As he looked over to Nathaniel and asked, "Hey would you like any help?"
Oscar knew these damn things can be really hard to get on and even more annoyingly to try and get fitted right. Oscar just had a very great body for them.@The Man Emperor@BigPapaBelial