???: heh, you really don’t see it?
(Mr T would get off, and dust snow off his body)
Mr T: I am in search for you of training.. to learn the ways of “Kai Suu” as the locals put it
(Sensei huong would stare at the floor in sadness)
Huong: ah yes…. The lost art form, and why do you want to learn that?
(Mr T would think of an excuse)
Mr T: A god by the name of “the collector” had killed my family.. I would like to confront him and retake my family name
Huong: interesting, I see you have chosen wise, as this ancient art of combat has been known to kill gods effectively if used correctly… fire gods, space gods, even gods like egg gods or ba-
Mr T: did you say “egg gods?”
Huong: yes… why? Do you know any?
Mr T: oh no… I just think it a little weird, that’s all.
Huong: I would rest up if I were you, we have a lot of training to do tomorrow…
