Chuckles (Open)

[Victor "Break" D'Armond]

Victor stood silently against the wall of the arts building, watching as people passed by, silently chuckling to himself every third or fourth person, what was he chuckling about?

well, it seemed to him as though this whole place was a mess, he was feeling really quite finished with it. He had made friends with anyone worth making friends with, and he was really begining to get a bit bored with the lack of action around these parts.

Still he chuckled

because why not love life, there where many things to love... like this!

Victor pushed himself off the wall with a graceful and powerful movement, walking toward a moderately sized kid who was minding his own business.

"Hey buddy" he said sizing the kid up in a quick and respectable glance over "Listen I'm pretty bored... wanna tussle?" Victor asked, pulling up his dukes and ducking back and forth playfully, he let out a small laugh as he flashed his signature big perfect smile from behind his raised fists.

the kid looked around for a minute before asking "are you serious?"

Victor dropped his dukes and stood up perfectly straight, his blue eyes gleaming and his big smile never fading. he glanced around, left, right, left again and looked back at the kid. "Well, I mean... unless you got something better to do... which I'm pretty sure you don't" Victor said with his big grin. The kid looked at him confused.

"Look its not that hard, it works like this: I'm bored, you look like you'd be fun to fight, and nothing decent has happened around this school since forever, and I'm sick of wasting my time jacking off when I could be doing much more productive things" he said with a little deep rich chuckle.

The kid looked at him both shocked and confused, his eyes widening. Victor just shook his head, clearly this kid wasn't good with the whole "understanding perfect english" thing.

"Suit yourself" he said, his fist shooting out and smashing the kid right in the face, sending him sprawling to the floor. man that felt great!

but still, unfulfilling, Victor was in one of those moods, where he REALLY just wanted to beat the HOLY LOVING CRAP out of something... that kid was no fun...

he looked up and around. boring people going boring places doing lots and lots of boring...

he lowered his head and his giant shoulders bounced with his chuckle. "Does anyone want to fight!?" he called out in his perfect deep rich beautiful voice, really hoping to get his insatiable need to pound something out...

[Adrian]

"Hey!" A voice would call out from across the courtyard.

Adrian had walked out into the courtyard only moments after Victor decided to start causing trouble. With a bemused smirk, he watched him challenge some kid to a fight, and after a not-so-polite refusal, was knocked flat. Adrian knew he liked this "Break" kid from back in the day and the PE class, but he never knew the extent of it til now.

"You're doing it wrong," Adrian said, after he had seen that he'd gotten Victor's attention. "Gotta put a little more show into it."

With that, Adrian's left arm shot out and he grabbed the nearest passer-by by his collar, and then, with his right arm, he threw a magnificent hook punch, aiming directly for the 'button' on his chin, easily putting the boy's lights out. Now gripping him with two hands, Adrian spun and tossed the boy into another person nearby, sending the unconscious one sprawling into the other, and they both fell in a jumbled mess of limbs and bodies.

"You wanna go a few rounds, big guy?" Adrian called out to Victor, raising an eyebrow as he crossed the courtyard to bring himself closer to his fellow student. "I'm game. Let's party."

Adrian held his hands out to either side in a mid-level shrug. "You want first punch? I can't promise you'll get any more."

[Victor "Break" D'Armond]

Victor looked over as he was hailed at. ah, it was his bro from the PE class, Victor let out a big laugh as the Adrian walked over and 'showed him how it was done', hearty and rich, there was no one else he would probably ever get along better with than this kid.

Adrian then challenged him to a fight, Victor couldn't help but smile, this was exactly the kind of person he loved, all the enthusiasm of someone who 'got it'

he even offered the first punch.

"Aw, how sweet, next you'll have to get me flowers" Victor said playfully with a laugh, flashing his signature smile.

"Alright bro, let's see your game then" he yelled out, running toward Adrian.

if he only got one punch he wanted to really make it count, he threw his whole weight and the momentum of his run into a good solid right hook aimed to come down squarely into Adrian's Jaw.

the best part was the kind of kids they where, they where just gonna beat the crap out of each other, and have a great time doing it, and be better friends for it later...

Some days, Victor really just loved life

(OOC: just for curiosity and fighting purposes, are you wearing your coat or no?)

[Adrian]

(Generally speaking, unless I mention I'm not wearing the coat, then I am.)

Victor charged forward, and Adrian, true to his word, stood stock-still and let the boy throw a good, hard right hook right into his jaw. The punch was perfectly positioned, and Adrian wheeled around from the force of the blow, turning a full circle from the force of the punch alone, and then turning another half-circle of his own accord so he could face Victor again, having come to a stop behind him after flying through with the punch.

Adrian grinned, and shook his head out, rubbing the spot on his jaw where he'd been clocked with the back of his hand, his smile widening. That had actually hurt, quite a bit. Adrian knew, without his own little tricks, that, by all rights, should've put him right out. Thankfully, then, Victor wouldn't be all that bad of a challenge, after all... in fact...

Adrian let the coat tumble from his shoulders, and rolled his arms around a few times to loosen up. He could feel himself lighten from the weight of the jacket, it made him feel freer, stronger. He smirked, and shot a quick wink at Victor.

"My turn."

Adrian tossed a hard left straight towards Victor's nose to kick off the real fight. It was, at best, a range finder, a test punch, it was likely to be blocked and/or countered. If it hit, however, Adrian had put enough force behind it that it would, indeed, hurt like hell.

(Con = 69 Until/Unless coat is re-worn
STR = 100 For Next 5 posts)

[Victor "Break" D'Armond]

(curious again, what is his dex now? sorry, I don't know the powers of the coat )

Victor watched the kid spin, man that was a good punch, solid and enjoyable, now this was what Victor was talking about. Victor had to admit, he really respected the kid, he didn't go back on his word and he totally let Victor have an amazing first shot, the fact that it didn't take him down said a lot too. he faced Adrian as he stopped spinning, and he took off his jacket. That had to mean something fun was about to happen!

The kid ran forward, a punch, easy enough to see. Victor lifted up his hand to catch it, and twisted his head a little in case the punch came anyway so he could roll with it.

his hand stung like all hell, and the punch went right through it, only barely being slowed down as it slammed right into victor's chin, which even with rolling the punch, still hurt like a holy bitch, sending Victor backpeddling a few steps. how did this kid get so strong!? at least he looked it unlike some of these strangely strong little wiry kids who existed at this school for some reason.

Victor smiled, adjusting his jaw and running forward, making a mental note to not try to block anything from this guy anymore.

He threw a left jab, which if dodged would be followed by a right hook, which if dodged would be followed by a roundhouse kick to the gut, if none of these where dodged or blocked then he would simply perform them all in succession as a combo of sorts

[Adrian]

((No worries, my friend. Coat doesn't affect Dex, I just didn't know how to say "Adrian felt stronger" without saying something hokey like "ADRIAN UNLOCKED THE COAT'S HIDDEN POWER BY TAKING OFFFFFFFF" So, Dex is still at 30.))

Adrian had never felt this strong before, but he wasn't about to question providence just yet, there would be time for that when the fight was done. His fist blew right through Victor's guard and struck him hard in the face, the block still removing enough momentum to keep it from being a knockout blow.

Good, good, can't end this too early, can we?

Victor grinned, and readied himself for a charge. As he did so, Adrian put his hands up into a loose boxer's guard, clenching and unclenching his fists to keep the blood flowing. Victor rushed forward and began a quick punch-kick combination. With Adrian's hands up as they were, it was child's play to keep the punches from reaching their intended marks. The jab was taken on the inside of the right wrist, a slight arm movement was all it took to knock the quick punch off course and lessen the momentum into uselessness. The right hook was blocked in much the same way, with Adrian leaning back slightly as his open hand would caught the forearm of Victor as he swung his hand forward, pushing it back somewhat to keep its arc from hitting him in the nose.

Punches are one thing, most times a punch can be thrown quickly and effectively. A kick, however, was a completely different animal, and often took at least a small amount of windup to get any kind of force out of it. As such, when Adrian saw Victor's hips shifting, indicating the kick incoming, Adrian powered forward, putting his football expertise into his fighting as he had done multiple times before. His arms would wrap around Victor's shoulders, using the fact that he had knocked both of the boy's arms inside only a moment ago to his advantage, as now he held the boy's arms between their chests.

By doing this, Victor's roundhouse would strike Adrian with the thigh and not the shin as intended, the radial force lessening to the point where the attack would do little to no damage, even to someone who wasn't as hardy as Adrian was. However, now that he was in the bearhug, Victor was potentially trapped.

Adrian lifted, using his newfound strength to lift Victor clear off the ground, all in one smooth motion from his forward burst. He would take a step or two before he pitched himself forward, sliding his arms downward, from originally around Vic's arms and shoulders to more around his waist, which would cause the boy to fall backwards and land on his back, or the back of the head, rather bodily.

As Victor would be slammed, Adrian would release his grip, as he was falling too, only he would bring himself to his knees. When Victor hit the ground, Adrian would pop forward from his position to try and take a place kneeling on top of Victor, trying to get his left knee down over Victor's right shoulder, his right foot on the ground in the usual kneeling position.

Adrian's left hand would grab onto Vic's collar, and his right would fly down into another vicious straight aiming for Vic's cheek. He would only punch him one time before cocking the arm back, chambering another one.

"Still with me, Break?" Adrian would ask with a little smirk.

[Victor "Break" D'Armond]

Victor felt his guyt sink a little as each of his attacks was blocked easily, Victor knew after that first punch he was clearly outmatched, but this fight was for fun, and Victor had taken bruises before, he was at least gonna give it his best shot.

A classic football tackle, Victor's own football experiance suddenly burst back into his memory and he landed the way it was practiced, his back sliding into the pavement, ripping at his shirt and scratching at his back, blood begining to trickle from his new open cuts. Victor was no slouch, as soon as Adrians arms had released from around his shoulders, victor shot his hands out toward adrian's thighs, before he could lock victor's arms down, looking to roll him over to victor's right and put victor in the position to deliver a quick punch to Adrian's face before jumping back up and getting into his own brawling stance, bouncing lightly on his feet, both his hands open.

Victor was a little dizzy, this kid had to be at least three times stronger than him, and just as fast, but victor had a tendancy to never give up, and even being beaten, he was still having a hell of a good time, he licked his teeth to make sure they wheren't chipped, and then smiled