Attitude Adjustment (Gabriel)

[Hunter Armitage]

"What's your problem, man?"

"It's really quite simple, I just despise weak drek like you."

He laughed, as he pushed another student aside, this wasn't going to be pretty, people were in his way, as he shoved a few aside. People who wanted to piss him off were just getting in his way.

Yeah, he was in a pissy mood today.

IMS? Maybe.

"I just want someone that's stronger than you! Fool!"

He whipped the lone body aside, there was nothing left for it, no more uses, no more issues. It was just another thing standing in his way to pull off on his threat signal. Glancing down at his cyberdeck, he scanned the area for a good fight today. Were there any red signals?..

Blue..

Green..

White..

Pink..

Damnit! There wasn’t anything on the radar today. This wasn’t going to be easy. The Mercenary stood back, pocketing his cyberdeck back securely into his long ragged overcoat pocket. This was starting to get a little irritating, as he eyed over the school populous quickly, he let out a growl, gritting his teeth. He needed something to quench his thirst for battle, but this was going to be easily remedied.

“Hey! Any drek out there worth their skin want to brawl?!”

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel had been reletively calm up until this point. Things had been going well so far in his new life the odd stares were growing tired waiting for him to do something drastic and perhaps he'd even have the chance at a normal life. In fact to an extent it didn't even bother him the fact that he couldn't recall all that had happened in the last week or so. A faint passing grin crossed his face as he crossed the courtyard calmly.

"I just want someone that's stronger than you! Fool!"

Eyes turned up with curiosity as he watched a familiar punk toss aside a ravaged body to the floor. He knew the sound of a brawler when he heard it. This kid was asking for a lesson. Fists clenched tightly in opposition as his glare shot directly towards the man. Slow to react Gabriel was crippled by the fear that he wasn't good enough that somehow he couldn't be able to fight the guy. He couldn't ever remember fighting.

“Hey! Any drek out there worth their skin want to brawl?!”

Emerald hues targeted him with a certain distaste. Something his older self would take advantage of. The boy had potential and certainly fought for a cause but this Gabriel was just a shell and didn't understand anything outside his own world.

"You! Stop this violence!" He shouted angrily across the courtyard.

Eyes shot in his direction getting the reaction they were looking for. It would seem as though they had been expecting a different reaction but they were not dissappointed. Part of them grew hotty and ready to fight. They were the Black Knights. Others were confused but still angry. It was a torrent of energy ready to explode.

[Hunter Armitage]

"You! Stop this violence!"

Violence?

Violence?!

CHOCOLATE?!

VIOLENCE?!

That familiar voice, it sounded like a guy who only made sure that his justice was going to provide for the smaller populous, it sounded like it was going to deliver swift justice to the men that were going to cause havoc in his school.. That strong voice that had almost a lions roar to it.

Heh..

Pretty Boy.

Hunter grinned, as he saw that familiar figure all dressed up, ready to fight as he locked eyes with his opponent. Laughing, almost chuckling as he gritted his teeth in excitement. With that, he launched a devestating front skipping kick to the boy on the ground, launching him towards the wall in a flying fury.

The young man cracked against the wall. Shatter bones on impact.

Hunter began to approach, rolling up his sleeves on his long green trenchcoat, smiling all the while, red eyes darting through his stature.

"Challenge accepted.. Drekhead."

With that, Hunter launched forwards jumping towards Pretty Boy with a flying knee straight to his face.

[Gabriel Seran]

He didn't react quick enough not even coming to realise the boy's attack as his body shot backwards into a nearby wall.

*Thud*

His skull felt an all too welcoming pain, blood seethed at the back frame of his skull but oddly enough he felt comforted by the fight rather than being afraid almost as if he'd been born for this. His destiny seemed to have throttled him here and he'd not give that chance up.

As the dark man approached slowly Gabrielwaited for the opportunity. His muscles flexed and tensed under his weight as his body slowly inclined. This would be his opportune chance to strike here he'd take his foe down. Not even a grin as he knew justice was on his side.

And there it was a rampant strike and quickly Gabriel shot his legs out not trying to evade the hit but take it on bluntly using his feet to buckle into the stricke as their velocity's converged. He had some decent speed and with it he'd roll out from under and come to his feet ready for round two.

(ooc: Stats due to drop-
Str:53
Dex: 46
Con: 32)

[Hunter Armitage]

Hunter would notice that this was going to be pretty one sided for the most part, most likely this Pretty Boy was pretty strong. But still, that was the most fun of the fight, knowing the challange then attempting to overcome it the only way you know how. And in Hunter's case, it'd be head on. It was going to be fun cracking this kid’s skull halfway across the room. Of course, the thud of his knee smashing against Pretty Boy’s skull..

That felt..

Rather soothing.

Hunter had always just aimed for this kid’s face, it needed a serious adjustment to it anyway, a good rearranging along with it. He hated serious Pretty boys that were always trying to “make a difference”. There really was no real difference other than he just had a bigger ego than Hunter..

Or was that so?

Hunter landed on both his feet, turning his body 360 degrees from where he landed, whipping the tail end of his coat around in a deadly circle, as he saw the pretty boy still standing.

Hunter would launch himself again.

Aiming for the midsection, he’d release a side kick, followed by a crescent kick to his right shoulder, and if that wasn’t enough an axe kick right to his face.

Hunter was all over the place today.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel stood up with a defiant glare. Till the end if necessary he was bred for justice and he knew deep in his heart that this was his sole purpose to stand for those who could not themselves. His stride was focused as he walked unaltered as the man charged blindly forward. Gabriel didn't hesitate he merely timed everything. One for justice, two for glory, and third for peace. Gabriel shifted allowing the man to pummel him first of shifting backwards. Then came the flurry kid at the side which he moved to sheild with his arm making swift contact with an audible thud.

Gabriel dropped low into boxing prowess as the soldier before him fired his cresent kick. Now was his move as Gabriel leaned into it securely grasping it with a taut grip and lifting backwards trying to flip his foe onto his back. Gabriel wasn't out for blood merely for the boy to yeild so following it Gabriel would wait for him to meet at equal stance a fair fighting ground.

"You are defined by your actions! Now act upon them bully..." Gabriel chanted melodramatically in an inspiring voice.

(ooc: lol dramatics XD)

[Hunter Armitage]

Hunter felt a forcive flip push him upwards.. Just as he expected, he smirked, as his kick flipped him backwards by Pretty Boy. This guy obviously had a lot of guts to be standing up to Hunter like this. Hunter's coat whipped around in a few circles as he flew heavily in mid air, before landing on one knee, his palm hitting the ground to steady himself. He forced his head upwards to look again at Pretty Boy, even as he spewed out a few words of melodramatics.

"You are defined by your actions! Now act upon them bully..."

"Is that right?" Hunter sneered.

This was no laughing matter, though. But even as Pretty Boy tried to toy with him, Hunter would attempt to toy with his mind, that was definetly the fun part of beating every person to a pulp..

Mentally and Physically!

It was time to show off Hunter's real fighting style!

Brain Lord - Boss Battle
Fight with "Pretty Boy"

Hunter would then leap again, into the air just landing right before Pretty Boy. Throwing a round house with his right leg, just inches before hitting him..

Wait--!

Hunter would plant his foot down, moving into Pretty Boy's right side, and moving forwards with his body would slide forwards with his left hand balled into a fist--

Hold on--!!

Hunter would use this momentum to spin around quickly on his right heel, throwing an elbow to Pretty Boy's crainium.

Ha..

The power of faking out.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel stood there Glaring not intentionally trying to come off as some hero he was merely standing up for what was right. Taking whatever punishment was to come along with it. Though from what he could tell in the past moments of this fight Gabriel was stronger and could probably outlast the bully. It was all that mattered even if he didn't have quite as much experience that was apparent.

The bully charged full throttle at him without stopping and sought refuge from the air. Dumb move, this is where Gabriel could capture him unawares and take him out. Gabriel came forward but miscalculated allowing for his foe to pressure a roundhouse kick to his leg. The sudden shock caused his leg to spasm dropping him to his knee. In a flurry the boy made a progression of swift movement which Gabriel narrowly avoided before getting slammed in the face by his elbow. Gabriel came down on his palms aching.

"I can take it...." Gabriel whispered as he quickly came up in a loaded strike clasping his fists together in an upward hammer like motion to the boy's chin hopefully catching him unawares.

[Hunter Armitage]

Ha..

They were all the same. Mostly all talk, just like he was back at the resturant. Gee, for such a Pretty Boy, he didn't know how to talk the talk at all. Hunter stood triumphant as he pulled up from his blow, proud at his first strike. They were all the same, just as dumb as a stump. Of course, Pretty Boy here clearly different from the rest. He had that stupid Justice outlook on everything.

"I can take it...."

Hunter proceeded to start to laugh.

"Haha.. What's that?"

He'd then proceed to lean in forwards in a taunting like motion as if bending forwards to see what the kid had to say. Nobody wanted to hear what Hunter had to say.

"I can't hear y--"

A sudden force came up against his chin, causing Hunter to bit his lip rather hard with the under bite of his lip. He staggered back a few steps, covering his mouth promptly with one hand, as he proceeded to shout obscenities into his hand. Pulling his hand away to look at the blood.

".. Nngh!.. Haa.. Haa.. You slagging piece of drek!"

Hunter would then move in a downward stance, almost like he was going to perform an uppercut..

When once again, he pulled the unexpected.

Moving his back foot forwards from where he was standing, and the juxtaposition that he was in there would be enough force for him to jump and perform a sort of a crescent somersault kick that would aim right for the middle of his chest, chin, and face.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel was up into the strike his weight shifted forward onto his toes. The force of his weight coming forward into a dangerous strike that would propel him foward but for the pre-emptive assault that was instore he shifted his hands up to block. Though yet again the kid pulled another distracting manuever shifting his attack into a kick catching Gabriel and his foreward weight under the jaw knocking his weight back onto his heels as he stumbled over backward feeling blood escape his gums.

The copper taste swept into his mouth a feeling that was all too nostalgic for him but still it wasn't good enough. Gabriel doubled over falling onto his back as a spasm of pain shot up his spine. Everything felt sore, everything was numb, would he last long enough to dish out the lesson he'd intended. He needed to.

"I can take it..." He mumbled in pain as he crawled back onto his hands coming to a wobbling stance erect and ready for another round of fists t fly.

His guard came up ready, blood excreating from his lower lip and a sick grin, fake but still there. With a lead foot his left leg would step out and he'd fire a quick right hook followed by a left uppercut hopefully he'd get some hits in because surely in his condition Gabriel wouldn't last long.

[Hunter Armitage]

Hunter had landed the hit against Pretty Boy, it felt good to feel those things. But the somersault kick was a drastic move, and would take some time to recover from. Especially since it took a lot leverage to flip at that height. It would take just the right amount of pointage to get back on his feet squarely by now, but this would be the ideal time, as Pretty Boy staggered from the hit, and staggered he would.

However, by the time Hunter was back on his feet, Gabriel was as well, and close enough as he thought.

"I can take it..."

Pretty Boy was.. Different today. This wasn't his fighting style, as he threw a quick hook to Hunter which he blocked.. But the uppercut was different, that caught him off again. As he staggered back Hunter wouldn't say anything putting his fists back up.

"What the hell's wrong with you, Pretty Boy?"

He'd stand for the moment, not making an attack, he wanted to know things first.

"You're not your usual self, I don't like fighting drek who aren't in peak condition."