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A brisk morning walk in Detroit Started by: ForeverSexy on May 29, '24 18:10

The sun rose across the Detroit River as ForeverSexy rolled out of bed.  Pulling up his comfortable sweats, he looked out the window of the new day beginning and headed downstairs.  

His usual coffee cup was set out for him, and he started his day like normal—a bit of coffee, some toast, and the morning paper.  News had been slow recently. The usual commotion of some of the more 'expressive' thinkers, a pop-up market occassionally but everything was sluggish.  Maybe that's why he hadn't left the HQ in a while.  He shook his head and sipped from his coffee when BadxWolf came downstairs.

"Morning FS, how's it going?"

"Tis fine, enjoying my morning brew before I make my way to the library."

"The library? Again? Have you seen the sun this morning? Why don't you put your suit on and go for a stroll.  It'd be good for your bones."

ForeverSexy was a bit reluctant.  The comfort of home had gotten to him and he was enjoying his quiet.  But he too knew it had been far too long and the sunrise was gorgeous this morning.

"You know what, old friend, maybe a walk would do me some good."

The suit bag was a bit dusty.  He hadn't put it on in a while, it hadn't felt quite right.  But something felt different today, it was feeling right as he unzipped the bag to show the black suit inside.  ForeverSexy put it on, tightened his bright red tie, and laced his deep black shoes.

The walk was seemingly insignificant; a few officers to pickpocket, some drugs to be sold, and the ramblings of a few crazies as he walked through.  While walking, FS saw a 'For Lease' sign and decided to check out what was available in his neck of the woods.

As he looped the corner he came across a windowed building with large doors for the entry.  It was white on the outside with some markings scribbled on the side.  As he lapped the building he could tell it had good bones.

"I wonder what this used to be?" he thought to himself as he walked to the side of the building to see if he could make out what was previously painted there.

BOXERS PRIDE
Bricktowns Boxing Arena

A shiver went down his spine.  He knew that this was a sign, but he continued investigating to be sure.  The doors were unlocked, so he wandered inside.  In front of him was the signature boxing ring.  On all sides, there were dilapidated rows of seating.  Above, there was large canister lighting with most of the bulbs blown out.

ForeverSexy instantly knew what he needed to do.  He headed back to the HQ to make a phone call.  After securing the lease on the building he scribbled something on a paper and went to main street.

COMING SOON
FS' GOLDEN GLOVES 4
Stay posted for sign-ups.

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Pest walked around the barren tundra as well.  Finally, He was more the sting like a bee type because he was a pest more than the float like a butterfly type - because he definitely was not a butterfly.  

 

But - He was bored.  Boxing comps seem to go over better than rogues in the community.  He thought he might consider joining.

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“Bobby Pins! Fucking Bobby Pins!” Grunted a young street urchin as he tried shining his run down boots along the calves of each leg. Splice smiled briefly at the young lad as he recalled his early days on the streets of Detroit.

“Here Kid, go get yourself a fresh pair of boots” he said as he tossed the youngster a dollar.

Splice knew Detroit well, too well. His ancestry had many fingers inside quite a few pies there including a particular den of disgust on Earl Street, something to do with Peaches he thought to himself.

He shook his head briefly and gazed aloft, slowly inhaling the smell of gasoline and blocked drains. He closed his eyes and smiled as he stood there for a brief moment just drinking in the fact that he was even there at all.

The moment was cut short however as he watched ForeverSexy enter a building opposite. Their paths had crossed a few times lately, and he was keen to see what the old Ram was up to.

Hmmm boxing. I’m up for some of that he thinks to himself. I may even make Uncle Hearns proud.

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fs moved from cover for a few moments to make is what to center street.

 

THEY SAW THE POWER OF MY BOXING SKILLS AND THEY TRIED TO SILENCE ME.  BOXING WILL LIVE ON FOREVERRRRR

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