Spook got rid of his fancy clothing, and changed into something more comfortable. More stretchy to its inner core, and more allowing of flexible movement. Yet he wore his thick pantser of an armor over his torso, it was light and didn't hinder Spook. He even brought his new helm with him. The directions to the dojo were wild, Spook entered the wrong place two times before managing to convince one of his toys to find it for him while he enjoyed a white russian at the bar. Haki was the subject of today's training, as was revealed by Jackal when Spook had found the dojo. Roughly three meters separated the pair and Jackal, and around a meter and half between Spook and Lucas. The intense dojo with spiritual words crawled across the place left a lasting impression on Spook -- one of tranquility, allowing for his every sense to be working at their sharpest.



Spook grunted here and there, during Jackal's explanation of Haki. It seemed interesting, unlock his sixth eye -- but he had many a questions before they could proceed.





His brain couldn't comprehend these powers -- philosophically and psychologically; many speakpeople(therapists) became depressed after being 'blessed' with the knowledge to read minds. Was this Haki the same deal?





Technically, he shouldn't be able to since they don't portray emotions as a human would, and more like a machine instead. Spook was interested in what he'd say regardless.

And out of nowhere, Jackal went full throttle. With his eyes still closed, the male who was sitting got up and started spreading murderous intent to everything around him. Spook could tell that he was being easy on them, there was no way he couldn't already have beaten them with his superior speed. Perhaps this was more of a push-it-to-the-limit type of scenario? Either way, the way the captain held himself was clearly worthy of an Oscar nomination; sending such frights down the audience. It gave Spook a tight feeling however, one that was wrapped around his heart. Every pulse vibrated through his body up until his chest, where he felt a pressure akin to the pressure on the bottom of the ocean. Everything around his captain became a black hole, hard to get away from; a sensation akin to standing close to a fast moving train. But the decision was made, internally already--the outcome of the classic fight or flight syndrome; and obviously it was flight. Without really realizing it, he had rolled to the back of his heels, his athletic ability adjusting his body posture.

This was the boost Spook needed in order to escape Jackals lightning. Speed wasn't a strong pursue for him, in order to gain an upper hand it became alarmingly important to learn this haki. In the same backwards moving motion, Spook put on his helmet, and tilted his body backwards allowing for his knees to work their magic to make his calves come as close to their respective thigh as they could -- propelling himself away by pushing against the forces of gravity. Spook repeated this action twice, before being able to properly turn around to run away from the electricity.