A back alley breakout! (Sylar)

[Arkady Awren]

It was an open period for Arkady and he needed to relax, so he paced around the parking lot. A finger was placed on his chin and he began to ponder about for random bean knowledge (Trivial Knowledge). He wasn't known for his mass amounts of random trivia, but he thought about it a lot.

"A snail's a mollusk? Kittens are born with blue eyes... Hmmm..."

The sun was bright and he was looking to the sun. His peripherals were being burnt out slowly, but surely. Eventually he was going to bump into something. It could have been anything, a car, a person, a trash can or even a parking stop.

Well, eventually he did run into something and he jumped back quickly as a reflex to avoid tripping. He attempted to see what he had ran into, but he was still recovering from the dots of light that had been burnt into his eyes. What was it? He began to blink furiously to find out what he had ran into. He'd ran into people before and it ended up in him getting stabbed.

"I'm sorry?"

His reaction was slow, but he was focusing on many things at one time.

[Sylar Silverberg]

Sylar had been bumped into many people before. That wasn’t what bothered him today though. The thing was that Sylar had decided to wear his new shoes that he had just bought. The problem was that this kid seemed to have stepped on them, probably by accident but that was something Sylar didn’t care about. Either the kid was going to get down and clean them or Sylar and him had a major fight coming up. Sylar was a fair man (Sometimes) so he decided to give the kid options.

“Sorry doesn’t always cut it. So now you have two choices: buy me a new pair of shoes or get ready for a brawl. Either one is fine by me.”

Sylar would be defensive just in case the kid just attacked instead of saying anything. Sylar actually hoped that he fought. He had been wanting one for sometime now but didn’t want to be the one who starts it. Lets see what the kid does.

[Arkady Awren]

“Sorry doesn’t always cut it. So now you have two choices: buy me a new pair of shoes or get ready for a brawl. Either one is fine by me.”

Well, crap.. He didn't spew out getting down and scrubbing his shoes. Arkady wouldn't have done that because it would have scuffed up his white robes as much as he just scuffed up this other guys shoes. It was quite nice of him to ask Arkady for his opinions though.

"Well, as much as I'd love to avoid this confrontation. I lack proper funds to buy you a new set of shoes. I could always go out and steal you a pair of shoes, but that would be a disgrace to my honour, no?"

His Russian accent was thick and maybe him being a foreigner would give him some sort of pity advantage. Either way he went into a fake-out horse stance. INITIATE BATTLE MODE! Go! He cracked his neck and put his fisty cuffs up.

"So I suppose my debt to you would be a fight then..."[/color]

[Sylar Silverberg]

“By all means go ahead and steal me a new pair. I don’t care. Just know that we are still going to fight. Whether you like it or not it is inevitable. So lets go.”

Sylar would then run at the boy. He had given him a fair chance though right. He warned him and the boy seemed to be ready for the fight so why not then. Just go after it. Sylar would lunge at the kid hopefully taking him to the ground. If he did then Sylar would start to throw punch after punch in attepmts to beat the kids face in. Sylar wasn’t looking for a pretty fight. He was looking to release some of his anger that others seemed to bring upon him. Even though the kid really didn’t deserve it he didn’t care. He was releasing anger.

[Arkady Awren]

This was another choice that Arkady was choiced with. Because in a situation where the opponent is starting with an attempt to take you down quickly, you can do many things. Things that you didn't even need to be trained for to use and this guy seemed pretty balanced out with Arkady.

Arkady could either Systema, Judo Chop him right in the neck to knock him out before anything serious happened, but if he missed it would be a problem. But this guy was already in motion so Arkady would still get taken down by sheer momentum. Or he had another choice which would only cause him to slide back a little bit and knock his opponent right on his ass.

Arkady's opponent was trying to tackle him to start with... This was like an insult to Arkady's skill and he took it very offensively. Everyone knows Russians don't take offenses very well... He was gonna insult this bitch right back.

He went up on one leg and thrusted his foot into his opponent. With his opponent's full motion, the effect of the kick would depend on where his opponent was aiming. If he was aiming at Arkady's upper torso, he'd recieve a blow to the chest. If he was aiming at Arkady's legs, he'd get a kick right to the face resulting in an instant knock out.

When Arkady would make contact he'd have to slide back on his feet a little bit or risk being knocked down completely. Either way, his opponent would have to be a little bit dazed at least.

"Don't insult me..."

You just ran into a Russian Brick Wall beeyotch!

[Sylar Silverberg]

“Insult you. Ok. Sorry?

I stood up and walked to the guy. I would seem as if I was done fighting. When I got close enough I would send an elbow to the kids face. It probably would work. If it hit then sylar would follow up with a knee to the kids gut. Hopefully it would knock him down. Sylar would then stand there and wait for the kid to make a move. See if he would give up or if he was going to continue. Sylar would hope and pray that the Russian would give up like a good little boy.

[Arkady Awren]

“Insult you. Ok. Sorry?"

He was pretending to be finished fighting, but Arkady was still in the loop. He wasn't going to just stop fighting like that, he was going to keep going until one of them was knocked out or even dead... Preferably the first.

"Sometimes, sorry just doesn't cut it..."

Okay, everyone saw that coming, but it's required to say that... That was totally badass! The guy started to approach Arkady which was a bad move considering he was still in battle stance. What did he want, a hug?

Arkady saw the opening and once he was within legs length, he'd spin onto the ground as if break dancing. This would create a whirlwind of legs, which if Sylar was still in range at the time, would knock him straight on his ass. Not only that, but it'd confuse the hell out of him if he wasn't within range. After a couple of quick seconds Arkady would twist his way back onto his feet, ready to dodge should Sylar try something stupid again.

[Sylar Silverberg]

“Don’t say exactly what I said five minutes ago.”

Sylar was annoyed. He watched as the kid seemed to have started to break dance. Well this was interesting to say the least. Sylar waited for the kid to stand. He would then take a step to close the gap and launch an elbow to the kids face. If he was successful he would throw a knee for his gut. If not Sylar would take the defensive quickly. Maneuvering to avoid the kids blows. They seemed to be matched in speed. The thing was how the kid’s ability to take blows was. He hoped it was low enough to knock the kid out fast.

[Arkady Awren]

Simpleton...

That was the only thing going through Arkady's head as his opponent tried to catch him off balance. Arkady was a cheerleader though... All of his landings were stuck perfectly... By the time he was back on his feet, he was already balanced and ready to go once again.

These Americans were all about using their elbows and not fists... As Sylar would take his single step Arkady would stomp down at the leg in an attempt to break it. There wasn't much Sylar could do considering that the strike was as soon as the foot touched concrete.

Either way, if he failed to break the leg or did so, he'd make sure to slip his foot from the knee to the ground on Sylar's right side to prevent a knee from destroying his children. From there he'd duck under the elbow and follow through with a sledgehammer strike to his gut.

Not a ninja death strike, but only so much off...

Pray that you don't open your upper torso...

[Sylar Silverberg]

The strike to the gut hurt like a bowling was thrust into him. He didn’t break any bones with that which was good. Sylar was in pain but he was close enough to continue with an attack. Being within close distance he threw a one two punch to the face then threw a knee into his gut region. If they hit he would be in good shape. They were close enough were it would be almost impossible to avoid it.