Men are like Dogs [Reira]

[Reira DeMorvick]

Well that was disappointing. Reira was at least expecting a clever comment back, but she just shrugged it off thinking that maybe Sara had nothing to say. That’s was okay, she understood that the truth hurt sometimes. Still, she was hoping for a little more out of Sara than a cold shoulder. Was their little fun day over? Did they get to bounce about their own ways singing happy little tunes? No. Things were just starting to heat up. Something boiled under Reira’s skin.

She didn’t notice, but her fists were clenched in anticipation. Reira rarely got like this, usually she would avoid confrontation until brinkmanship. It was because she didn’t like being like this. This feeling that overflowed her every sense, this desire to cause pain and hurt. That’s what she wanted to do. There was no stopping Reira now, it was hard for her to get out of this mode unless she fulfilled her sick need to break bones.

Come on little one…why don’t you play with me?

That she did. Reira, somewhat expecting Sara to make the first move was partially prepared for the burst of movement from the smaller girl. Damn she was fast, something she took note of. Reira was comfortable with her own speed, but she just barely managed to counter Sara’s attack. Bracing herself, by planting her feet firmly, Reira’s hands gripped hard around Sara’s wrist that was just inches away from her stomach. Then, using the momentum from Sara’s run and her strength, Reira tightened her hold on the girl’s wrist and swung her to the right, hoping that she’d slam up against the wall.

If that happened, she’d make a swift, but powerful movement to knee her in between her legs.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara threw her fist forward, knowing immediately that the other girl was slower. This was good. Sara could use that. What Sara hadn't counted on though, was the girls reflexes. Just as Sara's hand was about to connect, the girl gripped her wrist and she was flung to the side. Her back slammed into the wall and she coughed out slightly, the wind knocked from her.

Immediately, in counter, and to brace herself, Sara's left hand raised and moved outward to push against the girl. The crash into the wall caused her body to curl in on itself, her legs closing to block the knee. The knee hit her thighs and she grunted. There was no way the girl would escape her though from this distance. Sara only needed to touch her for this to work. Sara probably could have thought of a better attack had everything not been happening so quickly, and as it was, Sara acted simply on instinct. She wanted to get the girl away from her, and she knew just how to do it.

She needed only one touch to Reira. Sara's hand, palm open, went to slam into the girls chest as the knee connected, a good center point for the attack, and send her flying away from her. A small boom would indicate the activation of her qi, and the girl would be hit with a tremendous amount of force and sent flying back. A faint green wind would flow gently over Sara's skin, and remain there until her qi was deactivated. The force wouldn't hurt Reira, but whatever she hit would <3

And at this moment? Sara hoped she hit a lot. She had never been so angry at someone before in her life. This girl had insulted her greatly. She had no right to go there. Everything was going well for her now. And she was going to put Sara down more? Did the girl have no sympathy in her? Couldn't she understand where Sara was coming from? It didn't matter. Sara was going to kill her. ^__^ Or at least try to.

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[Reira DeMorvick]

Reira was pleased to note that she managed to slam Sara against the wall. The only thing she didn’t like was the fact her knee to the box missed. There was that and the sudden realization that she was now flying across the room after some weird ass popping sound. Joy. Reira had no control as to where she would land, so she could only hope for the best. Bracing herself to the best of her ability, she felt all her breath forced out of her as she slammed roughly against the opposite wall.

There was a sudden, sharp pain on one of her shoulder blades, but it quickly disappeared almost as if it was never there in the first place. Sliding down the wall, a trail of blood followed her. The crimson colour of the liquid a bright contrast to the white paint. Reira could also taste a bitter coppery flavour in her mouth…once again blood from biting her tongue upon impact.

Mother fucker, the bitch has a Qi. A Qi that pops and then sparkles green. Yay?

Wiping some blood that had dripped down her lip, Reira let out a low whistle. “Nice firework scene! I like!,” she said, spitting the rest of the blood from her mouth. She observed the rest of the store…everything was toppled over, almost like a gust of wind rattled its way through everything. Which is kinda what if felt like too. Wind. Flicking her foot up, she caught a metal clothing rod that was knocked over during Sara’s little show.

Brow furrowing, Reira charged, the metal pole gripped firmly in her hand. If this worked, she would swing the pole so that it hit Sara’s stomach, pinning her against the wall. Then she would go ahead and try to give her a wonderful uppercut to her chin, still with the end of the metal pole. Hell, she tried to be friendly, felt sorry for her, wanted to see her become happy again…now? Well now she really didn’t care if that pretty face of hers scarred just like the ugly thing on her chest. Nice one Matrim!

Unknown to her was the fact that Reira had a Qi of her own...

[Sara Quinn]

“Nice firework scene! I like!”

Sara chucked. "Glad you approve." She watched Reira's movements closely, not willing to be caught off guard. She wasn't to pleased that she would now have to wait to be able to use her qi again, and she might need it, but hell, the girl spitting blood was pleasing. Sara took a few steps forward, glancing proudly around at the now ruined store. God, this shit was epic~<3

Sara turned back at the clanging sound of a pole. Shit... Turning back, she saw the girl charge her with the pole in hand. Tsk... Fuck... What a bitch... Sara tensed herself, and when the pole slammed into her stomach she grunted, and grabbed hold of it. As the girl tried to force it up, Sara pushed her head back into the wall and pushed outwards, for the pole to miss her face. She was NOT going to fuck up Sara's face. What was this her and Matrim, always trying to leave permanent marks?!

Sara twisted her body in an attempt to face the girl, her hands still on the pole. Pulling the pole back down to stomach level Sara tried to pull forward on it, hopefully pulling the girl with it. At the same time, Sara kicked out with her foot at the girl trying to knock her away and make her let go of it. If she did, then Sara would have the weapon now. Not there there weren't others... But...

If she didn't let go, even after Sara's kick, keeping her hands firmly on the pole, Sara would step forward towards her, and attempt another kick at Reira. EITHER WAY D< BITCH WAS LETTING GO OF THE DAMN POLE D<

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