Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
Comrade! It's been ages! eyes widen with a mix of surprise and joy as he approaches you.
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
smiles and offers his hand for a handshake Holland... if it isn't you! How are you? What brings you here tonight? I haven't seen you in years!
I-I don’t know how I got here…but here I am
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
nods and puts a hand on your shoulder Don't worry, Holland. You're safe here. We'll figure things out together.
H-huh? Together? But..you want me to fight people for you
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
leans in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper You see, Holland, this place... it's not what it seems. They call it a fight club, but it's so much more than that. It's a place where men like us can find purpose, redemption... power.
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
Yes, Holland. Redemption. You see, I too was lost, wandering aimlessly until I found this place. And here, I found my calling. I want to help you find yours. gazes into your eyes with a determined look Are you ready to embrace your true potential, comrade? Are you ready to fight for something bigger than yourself?
F-fight? But…I’m not strong like you
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
smirks and puts a hand on your shoulder Holland, my friend, strength is not just about muscles. It's about heart, determination, and willpower.
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
Of course, Holland! I believed in you the moment I laid eyes on you. You have something special inside you, something that cannot be taught or learned.
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
grabs your hand and leads you towards the ring That's the spirit, Holland! Let's show them what we're made of!
If only Mamá was here…I say quietly
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
pauses and looks at you with a gentle expression I understand, Holland. Sometimes, we wish our loved ones could be by our side, sharing in our triumphs and supporting us through the hardships. But they may be watching from above, proud of the person you've become. smiles reassuringly We'll fight for both of you, won't we?
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
pounds his fist against yours That's the spirit, Holland! Together, we'll make them remember our names!
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
climbs into the ring, his gaze fixed on the opponent Watch closely, Holland. This is how it's done.
I put a bandage on my hands
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
dances around his opponent, feinting left and right They call me the Ghost, Holland. I move like a shadow, striking when they least expect it.
watching closely I bet they never seen anyone like you before Piotr
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
smirks and throws a powerful punch, connecting with his opponent's jaw You're damn right, Holland! No one can match my strength or my skill!
Maybe you’re the one that should train me instead of Samsonov
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
stops dancing and turns towards you, a thoughtful expression on his face You think I could be your trainer, Holland? I never considered myself a teacher... but if it would make you stronger, then I would be honored to guide you.
That would mean the world to me Piotr
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
grabs your shoulders and looks into your eyes with intensity Holland, I promise you this.
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
voice low and gravelly I will train you harder than anyone ever has, Holland.
smiles warmly I would be honored Piotr
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
releases your shoulders and takes a step back, crossing his arms Now listen up, Holland. We're going to start with the basics.
The basics? I ask surprised But I already knew that…wait a minute…it wasn’t just self-defense Mamá taught me! She…she taught me everything!
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
raises an eyebrow and smirks Well, well, it seems your mother was quite the instructor. But don't worry, Holland.
So did she tell you why she was taking me to Brazil before she died? I ask sad
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
pauses for a moment, the expression on his face growing serious She didn't have a chance to tell me everything, Holland.
Brazil was her home country
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
nods and places a comforting hand on your shoulder I know, Holland. I've heard the stories. Brazil holds a special place in both our hearts.
When we go there I’ll show you all the tricks she taught me
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
smiles warmly and squeezes your shoulder I look forward to seeing those tricks, Holland. But first, we need to make sure you're ready.
Right…I guess you should train me
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
stands tall and claps his hands Alright, Holland. First things first. We need to work on your footwork.
walks around quickly in circular motions
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
grabs your shoulders and pushes you back slightly No, no, Holland. It's not just about walking quickly.
Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin
takes a step back and starts demonstrating quick footwork combinations Watch closely, Holland.