Break Stuff (Gabriel)

[Travis]

Its just one of those days.
When you don't wanna wake up,
Everything is fucked,
Everybody sucks.
You don't really know why,
But you want justify,
Rippin' someone's head off.
No human contact,
And if you interact,
Your life is on contract.
Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker,
It's just one of those days.

Exactly as it said. Travis was in a rather foul mood today. Things just weren't going his way lately, and it was taking it's toll on him. He was stressed beyond belief, and now he needed some way to let it all out. And what better place to look for conflict then the very school he was made to attend. It was clear by the look on Travis' face, that he was clearly annoyed with everything. He had swung the entrance doors wide, and hadn't paid any attention to the sound of someone groaning out when the door smacked them in the face.

Nope, he didn't care about anyone at this time. And it was only proven as he continued deeper into this hell hole of a school. His shoulders bumped others, those hands pushed some bodies aside with ease as he made his way down the center of the hallway. He had no intentions of stopping, hell he had no idea where the hell he was actually going right now. He was just looking for any little excuse to blow his lid here. And Travis was pretty damn sure the opportunity would arise soon enough.

And whoever it was that pulled the final string, would be the one to get everything built up inside of him at this time. Anger toward Sara and Matrim. Maybe even a little because of the strain on his relationship with Reira. There were plenty of other reasons as well, and it seemed like today was just another day to explode for him. The stress had to be relieved some way. And why not fight it out with someone? That would make him feel better. Maybe.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel as well had no intention of finding a purpose to his walking, he was rather content with how life would go but of course there was still the urge to feel angered or at the very least appear so. It was his weapon, emotions were simply a weakness and a strength needed to be used for the greater squabble rather than little ridiculous bouts of anger. Yet again he contradicted himself, he did enjoy a little fight once and again but the feeling of purpose to those fights simply made things even better.

*thump*

Gabriel hadn't been paying attention when he contacted some large brute looking man in the halls, "Excuse moi..." Gabriel said lightly with a twinge of attitude, he feared not death or injury, his arm was taken and he needed a release if only for a moment for soon as it was all over control would be back within his grasp.

[Travis]

OOC: I'm retarded. I posted this in the wrong spot.. -_- Oh well. I'll get it moved later on.

Excuse moi...

Travis probably wouldn't have done anything to this male had it not been for the way he had spoken. But this was good, because it now gave him a target early on. And the quicker he could get these feelings out in the open, the sooner they'd disappear. At least for a short time. Whomever this guy was, he had bumped into the wrong male this day. And Travis simply glanced toward him, and that was where his left arm would shoot out and he'd aim to slam that palm of his against the other male's body and push him away, the crowd around them instantly separating as if they had been expecting this kind of thing.

"Fuck your excuse."

[Gabriel Seran]

He was shoved back a step or two. Gabriel took a short moment to size the man up. He wasn't intimidated to fight the guy though if it came to it Gabriel would play to his strengths, though upon first observation it wouldn't appear to look it, seeing as he was indeed a good head taller than him, though appearances were often deceiving.

"Fuck your excuse."

certainly a mouth on him, Gabriel corked his mouth into a slanted grin.

"excuses are for the weak, much as is volatile language, only makes you look like a child." He grinned at the mocking gesture he'd just sent across now Gabriel had a good foot between them, surely that would be enough space to move, unless the man had decent speed.

[Travis]

OOC: Just want to point out.. Travis is only 5'11, 170 pounds.. He's not a giant or anything like that. And by looking at him you can't simply tell he's strong.

Excuses are for the weak, much as is volatile language, only makes you look like a child.

"Tch.."

Travis didn't care for the words that came out of this male's mouth. He had already made up his mind anyways, and there wasn't going to be any more talking. He just wanted to pummel him and be done with this. Lately, he had been much more peaceful. But it had come at a price, because now he was keeping everything inside. It was bottling up, and he needed to release some of this pressure now, before it was too late for him to control it.

His body would shift toward his left, his right side coming around so that he could face this person straight on. He had no plans to pull off anything fancy, at least not yet. His left hand would shoot forward, fingers folding into a fist as the arm moved and Travis' looked to plant it against Gabriel's stomach. It wasn't full strength, but it was surely going to pack a punch. And a foot between them really wasn't all that much distance at all. Regardless of whether or not Travis was slow or fast, that distance would be cleared in the blink of an eye.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel mocked at the small retaliation he almost thought for a second to let his guard down, big mistake. A fist cleared quickly into his gut. it was powerful, he was mentally beating himself now for ever doubting the character. Gabriel let out a gasp for air though he recovered quickly and brought down a punch aimed for the face of his foe before backing up.

Appearances had to be kept up but he was sure that anyone to fight this guy couldn't say much against Gabriel, that first punch was already going to be irksome. Eyes glinted over his structure, appearances were deceiving, though that made for a perfect weapon. Gabriel smiled grimly, he would come out with something gained from this and he had a good idea of what.

[Travis]

Travis ate the punch, turning his head slightly as he stepped forward just as Gabriel moved backwards. He knew how to push the pace, and how to keep the pressure on someone. Travis liked doing such a thing, after all the more pressure he added, the better the chance that his opponent would make a mistake. And he just loved to exploit other people's mistakes any chance he got.

The punch had landed upon his forehead, and he'd note the male's strength. But he didn't believe that this kid was going to beat him any time soon. Travis was relentless when he really wanted to be, and he wasn't going to be holding much back here today. So when Gabriel moved back to try and get away, Travis kept himself moving with him, close so that he could attack again. His right fist shooting forward, aimed to slam against Gabriel's own face as he backed up.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel shifted aback to get a better hold on the situation but found to his surprise that his foe moved with him. So he was a stickler for pain, Gabriel had to laugh a bit in his thoughts. Good, pressure made him stronger, if he was pressed into a corner Gabriel would merely have to fight harder, fighting for ones life made things much more brutal it should prove to be some fun.

This time around Gabriel was on guard as the fist flung in his direction, with it he shifted his face to the left and performed an uppercut with his left fist directed into the boy's gut. the momentum should have allowed for some extra weight to be pressed into it, however Gabriel's weight would be a tad forward now, a problem to be corrected soon enough.

[Travis]

Travis didn't care if he was going to get hit here. He had just been given a chance to pull something off. Now, he doubted the boy would have expected Travis' right hand to unfold, and for those fingers to grip at the back of his neck as the fist passed by, instead of hitting his opponent's face. He'd catch his opponent's punch to his stomach, and while it would suck some air from his lungs, Travis wasn't going to be thrown off by a punch.

If Travis' sneaky right hand gripped the back of the kid's neck, those fingers would tighten and Travis' vice-like grip would apply pressure to the back of the boy's neck. It would then give a violent tug toward Travis, and much like a clinch, Travis would be able to pull the boy in close as his left knee lifted. He aimed to slam that knee against Gabriel's midsection. Regardless of whether or not he connected with the male's stomach or not, whatever he hit was going to feel the full force of Travis' knee and most-likely cave from the strength he possessed.

[Gabriel Seran]

A tight grip clenched at Gabriel's neck cutting off some circulation apparently he hadn't seen the effects of this and continued with the punch, satisfied Gabriel didn't get the opportunity to retreat rather he was pulled forcefully into the rim of a kneecap.

*THUD*

Gabriel lost air and his vision started seeing brief colors dancing across his gaze. Gabriel let go of everything and fell onto his knees hitting the floor, his body sprawled out gaping for air. everything was painful his ribs felt as though they'd collapse from the strenuous amount of work it took to regain his breath.

"In..cre..dible." Gabriel spat out between gasps for air, soon enough he found himself in a bout of laughter. He needed someone with that strength, he remembered the pillars and the reapers none compared at this point. He laughed harder in between gasps. Not even the militia knew this power.

[Travis]

In..cre..dible.

He watched as the boy took his knee, and felt the extra weight when his opponent's legs gave way. Travis' grip at the back of Gabriel's neck would release, and Travis would stare down toward the male, that cocky smirk of his on his face just as it always was in situations like this. He didn't know what to think of this male right now. He had been expecting a bit more then this, but you could never really tell with some people.

"I get that a lot."

Travis' weight would shift onto his left leg as he stared toward the male. His hands were at the ready, just in case this kid wanted to try and pull something off while he was on his knees. Travis didn't plan to use them in his next attack, so he had then set and ready to defend. The laugh wasn't something he normally heard during situations like this, but not everyone had the same mindset. Maybe that reaction was normal for this kind of guy. Laugh in the face of danger, when you knew you were going to get what was coming to you.

And with that weight shift, Travis would pivot on that left leg of his, and snap his right leg around looking to slam his shin against Gabriel's left shoulder. A quick, forceful kick which Travis no doubt expected to send the kid sliding a good bit away, down the hall.

[Gabriel Seran]

He looked at the defensive motion and stopped laughing though his smile remained constant. Unafraid. Unafraid. Unafraid. He'd suffered far worse than any pain these men could dish out. He thought to laugh again but the action may cause a bitter disagreement. As his foe made to strike Gabriel came up to a kneeling position and shielded with his arms. one of them made of pure steel. his other however was not quite as lucky suffering a savage blow the shock made his body shudder but remain constant.

"You're pretty strong..." Gabriel commented still fairly in control, "mind if I ask a few pointers?"

Small talk and flattery were general schemes to find the true potential within the man Gabriel wanted something from him and he would also give something in return to the fighter. A prize of sorts. That was if he was interested?

[Travis]

You're pretty strong... mind if I ask a few pointers?

"I got a pointer for you.. Shut the HELL up while you're fighting!"

Travis' right leg would pull back and drop to the ground. And as soon as that leg dropped, his left leg would snap upward, and Travis was looking to catch Gabriel from the other side this time, the lower part of his shin aimed to smack him in the side of the head, toward the lockers.

He didn't know what this guy was thinking, but Travis preferred keeping the talk to a minimum while he fought. He liked to keep his focus on the fight at hand. He seemed to be arrogant in Travis' first impression of him. But he liked how he laughed in the face of danger. The more he thought about it, the kid had balls. Travis wasn't much different in that respect. He'd never bow to anyone.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel smiled at the fact that he may have been getting under his skin. Flattery could often be used as a weapon just as much as bluffing, it confused your foe into thinking they knew you and then sent them in a complete metal battle with themselves trying to figure out a very useful smokescreen to hide the real agenda. Gabriel hadn't fully thought this all through, the man had some thick skin and probably wouldn't go down easily though Gabriel would be damned to let that get the best of him. His movements had to be bold.

The large boot came around to knock Gabriel in the face, turning to meet it Gabriel shielded his face with his arms. His body however suffered a blow, smashing his entire figure into the locker's it made an outline of himself in the canal of it though Gabriel used this as a moment of haste. Pulling quickly onto Travis he decided to head butt him with the lost inertia from his own kick.

[Travis]

Travis' kick connected, though once again it was against his arms. The kick had been snapped, so it would have returned to the ground. It didn't matter, he was going to pulverize those arms with each and every hit. The boy and been knocked into the lockers, and as he came forward Gabriel went for a headbutt. He definitely had balls. Travis knew the male was far to fast for him to simply dodge or pull off any kind of crazy counter. No he had gone with something much simpler.

Throwing his body forward, those arms of his would form an X. Tucking his head, Travis would throw his weight forward, and as much strength as he could muster into the boy's body and knock him right back into what was left of the lockers behind him. He'd feel pain in those arms for sure, but Travis knew that this dude was going to come out of this with a throbbing headache from HELL.