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Started December 14, 2018 by Deleted user

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With his arm still draped over Lukas' shoulders, Griff looked at him with one brow raised, "Y'all? i didnt know you had an accent! Why do you hide it?"

Lukas flushed, "Er, well" he scratched the back of his head, "Just… dont like it, I guess" he said, shrugging "Reminds me of my childhood" he admitted after awhile

"Well, i think it sounds wonderful." Griff said with a smile "You should let it show more often." Suddenly, Griffs phone began to ring. Pulling it out of his pocket his eyes widened slightly. "oh. we need to get going, I can't be late." Griff removed his arm from Lukas' shoulders and headed to the door. "Thanks again Lisa, Julian. We'll be back!"

Lukas waved, "Thank you!" He called, running after Griff and getting into the car, smiling, "Ready to lick some ass?" He asked Griff jokingly as they drove away

Griff bursted out laughing "I'm not going to be doing that to anyone, but they'll be kissing mine after i wipe the floor with them!" Driving through the city, they started heading further and further into the downtrodden side. "So you gonna be my cheerleader or what?" Joked Griff.

Lukas grinned, "Excuse me, I left my pom poms at home, but yes I will be" he threw his hands up, making his voice super girly, "Who's the man who likes to fight? GRIFFY GRIFFY GRIFFY! He'll kick your ass in day or night! GRIFFY GRIFFY GRIFFY!" He couldn't continue anymore, he was laughing too hard

Tears were rolling down Griffs face as he laughed, he couldnt even drive straight he was laughing so hard. Taking one hand off the steering, he covered his mouth, trying to stop the snorting. Gods how he hated snorting when laughing, but he couldnt stop it, Lukas' little cheer was just too damn funny. "I'll have to get you a cheer-leading outfit to go with that cheer of yours!"

Lukas was gasping for breath he was laughing so hard, "M-make sure its the two-two piece with the booty skirt" he said, sending him into a whole new fit of laughter as he imagined himself in the outfit

"I'll get some little hair bows for you too!" Griff roared with laughter as he did his best to drive properly. His gut and cheeks ached from how hard he was laughing. He couldnt even remember a time when he really laughed like this, it had been so long.

Lukas bellowed with laughter, "Don't forget the makeup!" He said between snorts, doubling over as he gasped for breath, "God dammit now I can never get that image out of my head!"

Griff continued to laugh alongside Lukas all the way till they made it to the gym. Griff was right though, the area they were in was not in the best shape, bars were on windows, the pavement was littered with potholes. Even the air seemed to be suffocating all traces of happiness. Finally catching his breath, Griff threw his car in park. "Well, here we are." The gym looled fairly small, red brick that needed repairing, what used to be white trim around the barred windows. Griff got out of his car and grabbed his duffel bag from the back seat. "I'd recommend keeping to yourself in here. Not everyone is as friendly as me. Especially to strangers."

Lukas nodded understandingly, patting his pocket to make sure he had his gun with him. He followed Griff closely, taking in his surroundings silently

Griff walked up to the front door and into the gym, which was eerily quiet and the lights gave it an even creepier atmosphere. He casually made his way to the locker rooms and paused just outside of them, turning to Lukas Griff talked a little quieter than usual, "I need to change, wait out here." then he turned and headed into the locker rooms, leaving Lukas in the gym by himself for a few moments.

Lukas waited obediently for the time, his eyes scanning the gym. He kept a hand resting in his pocket, ready to pull out his weapon should he need to

Thankfully, Griff came back out rather quickly. Shirtless, his six pack and chiseled chest were quite impressive, and the blue basketball shorts he was wearing seemed to make his eyes pop even more. Tying his dreads back, he smiled at Lukas, "Ready?"

Lukas' brain, for some reason, momentarily refused to work. He couldn't tear his gaze away from Griff's six pack. After a moment, he forced his eyes to return to Griff's and nodded, "Yeah. I'm ready" he said, swallowing

Curiosity ran through Griff's mind when he noticed Lukas staring, but he decided to ignore it. He held his gloves in his teeth as he wrapped his hands and walked over to a door that said 'EMPLOYEES ONLY'. As soon as he opened the door, thunderous cheering echoed from the bottom of the stairs. "Stay towards the wall if you can. You may not be able to see me, but at least you'll stay safer." Griff then began descending the stair to enter a crowded room with a fighting ring in the middle where two men fought.

Lukas followed him closely, scanning the crowd. He decided he was probably going to ignore that advice. Admittedly, he was interested in the fighting. The strategy, though a backseat, was interesting, and the raw strength it took was definitely something Lukas was interested in. He may or may not be considering getting into the sport…

As Griff made his way through the crowd, many of them also watch Lukas. It was common for them to watch for a new face, that way if cops were called, they would know who did it. Suddenly Griff stopped walking. A young man, about their age, was standing directly in front of Griff. As they stood toe to toe, the stranger looked like he was a perfect opposite to Griff. Where Griff had dark skin and long black hair in dreads, this man had fair skin with long, soft golden blonde hair. Both men were eerily similar in physique as well. As Griffs blue eyes stared into a pair of golden brown, the air around them became heavy with animosity, it felt as if they were going to go after each others throats any second.

Lukas stood always back, but still within good eyesight of the two. He sized up the competition, smiling when he noticed the smiliarites. This would sure as hell be a good fight. Suddenly, he felt a flash of worry for Friff. Because of their similar physiques, it was likely his friend would be hurt…

The stranger glanced to Lukas before looking back at Griff, "Voronin." a small sneer appeared on his lips.
"Move." Griffs accent seemed to sound a little heavier thanks to the venom in his tone. His glare was unwavering as the other man clenched his jaw in anger, then the man calmly leaned forward towards Griff to whisper something into his ear. It was too quiet for anyone to hear, but the glare the stranger shot at Lukas made it obvious that he was talking about him. After he finished whispering to Griff, he stepped to the side to let them pass. Griff reached behind him to grab Lukas' arm and pulled him along. "Let's keep walking. We need to get to my coach."

Lukas followed without protest, shooting a meaningful glare at the man who confronted Griff. The blonde jogged so he was walking side by side with the darker male, "What was that about?" He hissed, green eyes curious yet guarded

Griff didnt reply at first as he thought of a way to answer without spilling all the details. His face was set in stone as he headed towards an elderly gentleman who was standing beside the ring, "Like i said, strangers aren't trusted here. " Not a complete lie, but definitely not the whole truth. "That was Lincoln Collins. Goes by 'Hero' in the ring. I'd avoid him if i were you."

Lukas nodded. Inwardly, he thought, I'd love to get in the ring with him. have a few rounds the blonde rolled his shoulders, suddenly in the mood for a brawl. He kept following Griff, slightly more suspicious as he looked around

The fight finished just as the two finally got to the older gentleman, "Nicholas, I'm up next right?"
The elder man smiled underneath his thick gray mustache, "Yes! You're going up against 'Speed'. So I'm not terribly worried for you. I've seen him work out." The older man laughed as Griff scoffed. Before Griff could reply, a short middle aged man entered the arena, his muscled were massive and an angry look was plastered on his face.
Griff smirked and turned to Lukas, "This will be quick." he turned back to the ring and popped in his mouth guard as he entered.

Lukas stood near the ring, a half smile on his face as he folded his arms over his chest. (Random details i may or may not be putting in for the Coach to notice:) Lukas' shirt was tight, showing off the muscles in his abdomen and arms. The expression on his face was passive, yet calculating, watching every move of the fighters in the ring, storing them, analyzing them, learning from them

Nicholas nudged Lukas slightly with his elbow, "So, you are a friend of Griff's?" He never looked away from the fight as he spoke. "How would you feel in joining our system? If you're anything like the last friend he brought, I'm sure you'd do great" He laughed slightly when Griff made a nice connection with his opponents jaw.

Lukas looked over, his eyebrows raised, "Really?" He asked, "That would be awesome!" He paused, "But I have no idea what the rules are or techniques or anything. I just have, well, the muscle" he chuckled and winced as Speed got a nice blow into Griff's temple

"Oh ho ho! No need to worry about the rules or technique. Those can be taught with ease." A content smile spread across his face as Griff landed a knockout uppercut to Speeds' jaw. "But, you will be going to a different gym and going against different fighters. Griff here would be livid if he found out." Nicholas looked over to Lincoln, who was standing against the opposite wall. "And i refuse to destroy another friendship." Griff smiled wide as the crowd cheered for his victory.

Lukas frowned, looking at the Coach, "He doesn't like his friends getting into fighting?" He asked curiously, slightly confused