Two days after Chris' attack on Faye, in which Brian had ended up being stabbed again, he hit the gym. Udderly frustrated he was kicking the crap out of a heavy bag as good as he could since his left arm wasn't good for anything but picking his nose at the moment.
Brian was sick and tired of being the victim. He just had to let some frustration out.
Secretly he had been hoping to meet Walter who maybe could show him a few tricks so he'd no longer be the one ending up injured but his opponents. So far the man hadn't shown so the ex-cop continued circling the bag and kicking at it every now and then.

"Your not breathing right bro, your going to wind yourself. What the hell do they teach you in the FBI?" He asked as he raised an eye bro. "Heard you got your ass kicked by a chick man!" He laughed and walked towards Brian. "How would you feel about actualy learning something useful?"

Ree steppde through the gyms doors to see Walter and a guy she didnt know talking it out, she smiled as she stripped of her singlet, so she was in her sports bra before heading over to ther ring. She had one more day before her big match and shed be damned if she wasnt ready for it.

Brian turned his head to see the man he'd been waiting for.
He stopped and held the bag breathing hard.
"I guess I skipped the breathing class."
He nooded.
"Sure, I wouldn't mind. Yes, and I did get my ass handed to me by a girl. Mind you, a crazy girl with a hunting knife."

"Well let's be glad it was a chica and not someone like me," He said and motioned towards a set of mats. "First lesson will me deflecting an attack." He motioned for Brian to bring his right arm up in a forward block. He slowly threw a punch at Brian's face and took Brian's arm forcing it to sweep the punch aside and then returning it to it natural position. "Everything I will teach you will start from this position."

Brian went through the motion with Walter.
"I know that one. I'm pretty good with punches but obviously useless when they have a weapon."
It wasn't nice to admit that he sucked at something so essential for a cop. But the recent events had made him learn the hard way that he wasn't as much of a fighter as he thought he was.
But it looked like Walter had just the tricks up his sleeve.

"All a knife is, is an extension of a windmilled punch, you don't block the fist you block the arm." He pretended to have a knife and brought his hand across Brian's chest in a slashing motion, he lowered Brian's arm and did the sweep again showing him where on the arm to target and stop the follow through of the knife and arm. "Same premise, just have to react faster." He stated and began digging through his gear bag before retrieving a rubber knife. "If you want to learn only this then I will teach you it, but if you want to learn everything you'll have to start from the beginning."

Brian eyed the rubber knife just to make sure he wasn't getting sliced up any more than he already was.
"Go for the weapons for now."
He nodded at the prop.

"Then we'll have a little fight in a few days when I can use my arm again and you can see what else I need to learn, okay?"
Brian was thankful for the help even though it felt weird to admit to a stranger that he wasn't this great cop or agent.

"First thing you might want to learn is, in here your ego is worthless. See that guy over there?" He pointed at a man with biceps the size of gas cans. "He can bench press a Volvo. But he probably doesn't have stamina. If we fought and that was my train of thought I might be underestimating him cause of my ego. That alone will get you killed against a knife." He handed Brian the knife. "I trust you used one of these before, cut me." He stepped away and relaxed his arms in front of his pockets as if he were talking to someone on the street.

Brian followed his gaze to the large guy thinking that nobody would underestimate him because he wasn't sporting a huge biceps. Of course that was beside the point.
When Walter handed him the knife, he briefly weighed it in his hand, spread his legs far enough to have good balance and then moved the knife towards Walters head before swinging it lower towards his gutt in a swift, fast motion.

Walter's eyes focused on the Middlesbrough of Brian's chest. He pulled fist tight and drive it on the outside of Brian's arm so that his radial hit Brian's like the edge of a sword deflecting another, he stepped in an arc with his left leg and drew a half circle in front of Brian so that he ended up standing next to him, shoulder to shoulder and his right arm directly beneath Brian's. He locked Brian's arm to his by grabbing the fist that held the knife and pressing up on Brian's elbow with the inside of his own. His left arm reached behind Brian's neck and grabbed his right trapazoid muscle in the shoulder. "From here there are about fifteen ways to make an attacker pay for comming at you with a knife." He said and let Brian go.

Brian froze when under Walter's unpleasant touch and clenched his teeth.
It was making him mad how easily a man like him could show him up.
Loosening up his shoulder he stepped away from him.
"Show me-again, a little slower." He grunted while his eyes turned a darker shade of blue.
He was focused now traing to imitate every small motion Walter was going through.
It wasn't too hard to pick up yet. Brian would just have to go through the motion a million times to remember it without thought.

Ree was half watching the action while doing her own set workout, taking out all her crap on the punch bag. At Jokers comment though she couldnt help but laugh. "Oh dont listen to him, he got his ass handed to him by a girl to" She laughde, remebering their first night togehter. She licked her lips so she could head over to the mats near them.

Brian paused for a moment. he hadn't even noticed the woman until she had spoken up.
With slight amusement he raised a brow at Walter.
"Has he?"
Then he got back into position to follow the man's instructions going through the motion as he remembered it.

Walter moved towards Brian with the knife, he imitated Brian's movement and then step by step broke down the block and countermove, he made sure each step was slow and steady. "It was a friendly match," He said dejectidly, "And I had to hold back, it's been a while since I did something that didn't involve loss of limbs and blood." He explained half sheepishly, "Once your left arm heals up I can show you more, never forget though that you are not limited to just one arm, or both arms for that matter. Your skull, legs, shoulder's, knee's, heck any part of your body if correctly trained can be a weapon." He stopped with his arm trapped by Brian's, he had Brian bend his arm that was around Walter's, it brought Walter in closer. "Bring your right foot out and around mine when quickly sweep it back like a pendulum and let go of my arm." He let Brian do as instructed and fell backwards very quickly from the force of the outside reap. "And that is yet another way to get a person away from you."

Brian grinned when Walter hit the mat.
"I knew that one."
Instead of letting him get up he tackled him, placed his legs across Walter's chest, with one of his arms between Brian's thighs and with the elbow joint against his hips. Qucikly he pulled Walter's arm up to his chest and leaned back slightly to lock it in place
The whole time he was ignoring the stinging pain in his shoulder. He didn't care he just wanted to show the man a trick of his own. If he tried to move he'd pop his elbow joint out.

Walter smiled at the Lion Tamer, Brian had it locked in tightly. Shame it wasn't a real fight he might have earned the points for it. Quickly Walter reached up and tapped Brian's leg. "Now that was a given for a given, when you're healed up we'll gofor some blood sport." He smiled and waited for Brian to let him up. If Brian wanted to play today, he'd fight dirty. After all tackling a guy on the ground was never a nice thing to do.

Ree laughed, rolling her eyes "whatever you gotta tell yourself baby"She walked past him, gaze trailing over his body before walking over to the punch bag, she licked her lips before starting out her second routine, working out all frustations on the small bag in front of her.

Brian eased his grip on Walter's arm and got back on his feet.
"We'll do that."
His mood was a lot better than when he first came in.
He offered his hand to Walter and pulled him up. then he rolled his sore left shoulder and frowned.
"Give me a few days. Let's start again from the top."
Once more he went through the motions with walter. this time faster and more sure of what he was doing.

When he stood next to him with a tight grip on him he nodded over to the woman on the bag.
"Who's the wildcat? You girlfriend?"

"More or less," He replied with a smile, they had never made it official but out of highschool terms she was. He made sure Brian's form was perfect in each move and repitition. "I'm not going to be around forever bro, your going to need to learn this stuff and teach Faye. Learn from more people then just me."