Lone stood away from other campers on the beach and he took off his hoodie so he was in his old gray sleveless tee and basketball shorts. Lone went into a fighting stance that he learned in brazil when his mother and him lived there for a few years. Capoeira. It looked like he was breakdancing, which was true but he was practicing his spins and kicks for fighting. Lone twisted and flipped down and landed on his back; cursing silently he laid in the sand and stared at the sky and wondered if anyone would wanna spar with him out here, just to practice his capoeira even more...