[ Not at all put off honestly about the talk of dying he hears floating from them occasionally. Been there, done that, hurts only until your body goes into shock. Instead he focuses on the actual viable pieces of advice; lose tension, fast hits, he still doesn't get the locking thing, still shit and coc- hey! ]
I ain't cocky, yo! Fuck off!!
[ He was and he knows he was, but shut up DAD. Pretending the dummy is the dark-haired heckler, Beat goes back to punching it. He's putting enough force into it that he's doing some damage to his knuckles, despite trying to put what Wash showed him into practice. At least he's not punching with his thumb in. Fists up? He can do that.
Bottles? Okay a little part of their conversation catches his attention now and he tries to listen in without looking like he's listening in... ]
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I ain't cocky, yo! Fuck off!!
[ He was and he knows he was, but shut up DAD. Pretending the dummy is the dark-haired heckler, Beat goes back to punching it. He's putting enough force into it that he's doing some damage to his knuckles, despite trying to put what Wash showed him into practice. At least he's not punching with his thumb in. Fists up? He can do that.
Bottles? Okay a little part of their conversation catches his attention now and he tries to listen in without looking like he's listening in... ]