Say Sorry

[Cain]

OOC: Gabriel.

Today was simply not the best of days for Cain. He had woken up on the wrong side of the bed, and had found himself quite unlucky that day. He had spilled his coffee all over himself, had run out of soap, had tripped over his own shoelace and worst of all, he had run out of eggs. The grumpy young male had dragged himself out of the house, wearing but a simple white shirt with sleeves that reached down to his elbows, though baggy. This was accompanied by a pair of blue jeans, slightly tight but comfortable nonetheless. His attire was completed by pair of Nike Overplay IV.

He walked into the grocery store, yawning as he entered, his blue hair parting to make way for his hazel eyes as he raised his head, looking around the store. And soon enough, he spotted the eggs. Well, time to get shopping then. Dragging himself over, he picked out two cartons of eggs, not even bothering to see whether it was the cheaper or the better carton. He was simply too lazy to do anything at that moment.

Paying the register then, Cain left the store, being welcomed then by the warm rays of the Sunday morning sun. He squinted his eyes, letting out a soft grunt. Such a perfect day, and he was down in the drain. Heh. Cain sighed, before turning to his right, finally starting his journey home. However, as luck, or lack thereof, would have it, he bumped into someone, the eggs flying off his hands and falling onto his legs as he staggered backwards.

The carton parted upon impact and the eggs flew out of their places, falling all over the place and most importantly, on the top of Cain's shoes. His eyes widened as he stared at the mess. At that, he exploded. He had gotten tired of this shit. This bad luck streak. Whoever had pushed him was going to get it, that was for sure. Looking up at the male, he noticed that he was not that much older than he was. Raising his right hand, he pointed at him.

"You asshole. You are going to pay for the new eggs, and for my shoes."

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel spent a few hours wandering the grocery store, mainly to search for pain medication. His nights were pretty rough waking up to a room clouded with static and power outages throughout the long mess of his estates. It wasn't a very restful week in fact he wished he could trade it with just about anyone. He'd finally gotten a hold of the medicine that was supposedly made to knock you out cold at night. He could only hope for as much, tonight was just going to be one of those irritating long ones.

*bump*

A passerby had bumped into him, apparently in as much of a daze as Gabriel himself was. Though he was rather impatient from the lack of sleep he was dealing with. Turning on a dime he came face to face with someone his age pointing a deadly finger at him.

"You asshole. You are going to pay for the new eggs, and for my shoes."

Gabriel cocked his head resentfully, "By your own damn shit, I'm rather not in the mood to deal with people right now." Gabriel turned resentfully toward the exit throwing the cold shoulder about for him to think on.

[Cain]

Well, what do you know? He was having a bad day too. Too bad for him. And too bad for Cain. The man shot back at Cain, further angering him as the blue-haired dynamite clenched both fists then. This person was certainly going to get it. Cain was pissed off already, as rarely as that happened, and this guy was making it worse by agitating him. Truly, Cain had indeed changed from his old attitude. He took a step forward, his mind decided on his next course of action.

"By your own damn shit, I'm rather not in the mood to deal with people right now."

And he worsened it by turning his back towards Cain. Now that really offended Cain. So to say, he had his own ego, which had been boosted by his reputation and his considerably long time as the School Captain of the most violent school in 552. And also, he felt underestimated to have this person's back actually facing him. Cain let out a soft grunt, tightening his fists, his nails digging into the skin of his palm and leaving marks. At that, he swung his right arm back.

"I don't think so."

Cain charged forward, coming upon the black-haired male, throwing a hard right hook at the general direction of his head, not caring whether it hit or not. Right now, all he was focusing on was making this guy pay for making what was already a bad day a whole lot worse.

Too bad he forgot that anger blinds all senses.

[Gabriel Seran]

Anger was a weakness, control was all that mattered. Gabriel was fit to control his own, walking away from a potential fight rather than dealing with it but just as one would suspect a tampered ego caused frailty amongst proud people. Heading toward the exit Gabriel heard the fire in his voice.

"I don't think so."

Turning on a dime Gabriel knelt down raising his left arm to block the blow while he struck into a right handed uppercut aiming for the maddened man's chin. Gabriel felt the singe of adrenaline from the first strike pump into his veins, he got the sick thrill of it all. He needed more though his subconscious forced him to remain in control, use it as a weapon rather than a crutch.

"I beg to differ!"

[Cain]

As the first contact was made, Cain changed completely, his eyes losing that drowsiness that he had been feeling the whole day. The fighter that had been bred from him since he was but three years old then revealed itself, his hazel eyes seemingly glistening yellow, like a hawk's. He watched then as the uppercut came towards his chin, Cain catching sight of the moving limb. His eyes widened as he leaned his head back. This guy was fast. Faster than he was. How could that be? Cain had always taken pride in his speed and here someone was, much faster than him. So to say, Cain was completely shocked.

He took a step back with his left leg, throwing his right leg forward then, the nimble limb jerking upwards as Cain placed his right arm in between them, seemingly protecting himself as his left hand came in to support his shielding arm, placing itself on his right wrist. With this make-shift meat shield, his opponent would find it quite hard to notice Cain's upcoming knee as it made its way towards Gabriel's lower waist, hoping to hinder his movement even by the slightest.

And he was back in the battlefield, the bred fighter letting all instinct take over as he found himself facing off a fighter he knew was a lot more better than he was. Question was, by how much?

[Gabriel Seran]

Now this was interesting an actual fighter, his opponent moved with precision as he acted to block his Fist glancing a blow of Gabriel's left wrist, the action provided a vital defense as Gabriel leaned in to strike. Gabriel didn't look down when the knee cap penetrated his gut. letting out a short *oof* he continued his momentum forward and shifted on his heel.

The whole movement was swift and graceful it also used gravity to enhance the speed and force of the blow. spinning away from him to his opponent's left side. Gabriel rolled on his heel towards the other side of his foe's face sending him a hard back hand that would surely knock some sense into him should it contact. With the same motion Gabriel would pull up the left leg into a kick to the upper torso before falling back onto his weight on his right heel.

[Cain]

And his opponent spun around in a clockwise direction, Cain's eyes watching the faster opponent closely as the man turned around. He was fast. Cain gritted his teeth as he tried to keep up with the man's speed, shooting his right leg to the side as he twisted his body from the waist onwards. However, he was too slow as the back hand hit the left side of his forehead, sending the smaller male staggering to the side, barely dodging the kick then, his arms swinging outwards in an attempt to widen his base area and lower his center of gravity.

Successfully stopping his fall, the junior would then turn to face the better fighter, arms raised and his right leg placed behind, this time taking a more proper stance. The impact, however, had affected him quite a bit as he squinted his eyes, trying to focus his suddenly blurry vision. And he felt quite drowsy too, at least momentarily. He was against a better and stronger fighter here.

Looks like the only weapon Cain had then was his instincts and his experience. Hopefully those would be enough to allow him the victory he needed here.

Hopefully.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel watched the kid who'd started this eagerly, no attempt to retaliate? interesting. Gabriel's curiosity may get the better of him here but he let his guard down backing up to a better standing position as he wrapped his right hand behind the counter grabbing a large sized battery. It lie just behind the counter as to not be seen, it would be Gabriel's back up plan should his initial attempt fail.

"Hmmm, you spark my interest, what's your name?" Gabriel had grown thoughtful in his time at this school every person a potential soldier, every student a potential leader a potential means to his dominion.

Gabriel stood erect, holding his height now at about six foot two inches and his chest had been able to puff out a bit giving him more of a dominating aura. Though he was hardly a big man.

[Cain]

His opponent made no move, apparently waiting for Cain to execute the next strike. Well, if he wanted it so badly. Cain slid his right foot back, lowering his upper body as he readied himself to strike again. He analysed his opponent, looking for an opening. However, he was unable to find any. This was his first time fighting this opponent, and Cain was completely clueless as to what his fighting style was. A disadvantage that both fighters had. He was about to strike, when the man suddenly spoke.

"Hmmm, you spark my interest, what's your name?"

Spark his interest? He had broken his eggs and now he was asking for a name? Cain gritted his teeth behind closed lips, letting out a soft grunt, watching as the man straightened himself. He was a good 4 inches taller than Cain. He may not be that tall, but to Cain, he was. Cain, after all, was not exactly the biggest or the tallest of people. That was probably why he favored speed over strength, for it was the preference that worked well with his body.

Cain, however, was not going to give in so easily, just because he asked. He stood firm, holding his head high as he replied.

"I'll give you mine if you give me yours... Maybe."

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel laughed in a cloud of arrogance, it would be considered a flaw normally though with Gabriel's skill sets it applied towards a strength it enamored the opponent into either underestimating you or even overestimating both where good games to play they simply required a trained poker face.

"Gabriel Seran, a pleasure." He said as the arrogant grin disappeared from his face looking to be pale and distrusting.

He kept the hand balled around the battery cell toughly keeping it hidden behind his fingers he wanted his foe's attention on his face rather his extremities. Gabriel paced away from the counter still holding himself a bit aloof his steady glance watching his curious opponent with more interest, certainly he was a smart fellow not falling directly into the trap which only made the game more fun.

"You see I hold interest in many skilled fighters and for some reason you strike me as one of them," He smirked cocking his head aside, "unless you'd like to prove me wrong?"

[Cain]

"Gabriel Seran, a pleasure."

Gabriel Seran, huh? Something was off here, Cain could feel it. Who the hell, after all, would actually start introducing themselves in the middle of a fight that was started off by the breaking of eggs? And to think, both of them were completely in a bad mood just a few minutes ago. He had gotten over it, but Cain had not. He let out a grunt in reply, not giving his name yet. After all, he did say maybe.

"You see I hold interest in many skilled fighters and for some reason you strike me as one of them, unless you'd like to prove me wrong?"

Was that a taunt? Was the man actually taunting Cain? Cain gritted his teeth, feeling more offended by how he was being underestimated here. He clenched his fist tighter, before shifting his right leg back. Without another word, the blue-haired junior would sprint forward towards his opponent. He had a little sneaky plan in mind here.

As soon as he was a reasonable distance away, Cain would take into the air, raising his right leg as he twisted in an anti-clockwise direction, swinging his right leg across in front of Gabriel. In the process, the egg yolk and white that had been sprayed onto Cain's shoe would be tossed over at the direction of Gabriel's face.

Keeping himself twisting and shooting forward, Cain would then throw his left leg backwards. A mid-air back kick. The back kick was said to be the strongest kick in the Tae Kwon Do technique list, and using it in mid-air made it only a lot more deadlier.

[Gabriel Seran]

A grunt was all the reply he received, well it could have been worse. Just to prove him right the man followed exactly to his instruction. Coming at Gabriel in a frontal assault. It didn't matter Gabriel had a dirty trick of his own. As his aggressor took to the air Gabriel dipped, using his speed to his advantage here he dipped below the kick before coming up inches from him. The free hand would come up to clench the man around the neck and send a strong volt of electricity though him. The battery came in handy its power alongside Gabriel's metal gauntlet enhanced the voltage now coursing through the kid's body.

"Now now, that wasn't very polite of you was it?" Gabriel didn't enjoy playing the bad guy but as a feat of strength he needn't hold back.

"You see when I give a complement I rarely expect someone to assault me one it, you see I'm not the most patient man in the world." He said tightening his grip bringing the man to his level staring into his eyes as he was sure the pain would set in. Now was the test to see how long till the man screamed.

Strength: 58
Dexterity: 57
Intelligence: 6
Charisma: 25

[Cain]

And once again, the fighter outclassed him in terms of physical capabilities, dodging under both attacks as Cain found himself landing right in front of his opponent. Cursing mentally to himself, he turned around quickly, not wanting to get off-guard, though he was a bit too late. Reflexes kicked in as he gripped the man's wrist as soon as it reached for his neck. Much to his surprise, it felt cold. Ice-cold. Metallic cold. A metal arm? Cain's eyes widened. And soon after, his mind registered the shocking sensation that filled his mind.

His body shivered violently as he let out a loud yelp, his eyes rolling upwards as he felt the painful numbing effect spreading to the rest of his body. He was silenced soon after as his body instinctively clamped both teeth together, trying to steady himself as his body seemed so shiver. He shut his eyes tight, before opening his right, glancing at his opponent as he continued to suffer under the shocking feeling.

"Now now, that wasn't very polite of you was it? You see when I give a complement I rarely expect someone to assault me one it, you see I'm not the most patient man in the world."

Instead of screaming, though, Cain would disappoint the man by merely growling, trying to silent his throat as he squeezed harder with the metallic arm. He tried to think, but was simply under too much pain to clearly analyse the situation. This was no longer about instinct. This was about tolerance now. Cain closed both eyes, trying to last as long as he could under the electrifying torture.

His body then retaliated as his right leg snapped forward, kicking int the side of the man's ribs.

He needed to get out of here fast. He was not going to last longer than a minute. Cain knew that.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel had a good hand on the man. The tightening noose growing ever closer to hanging him. It was his own fault for this situation, should learn to analyze every outcome before rushing it. He help a truly victorious smile as the grip stayed constant. A solid kick hit Gabriel in the side only slightly interrupting his moment. The guy had some courage to fight even when he was so hopelessly lost. Gabriel liked that much, the abstinence he could live without.

"Now what say we try this over again?" Gabriel made a small noise with his mouth as the grip lightened around the guy's throat.

With a forceful blow Gabriel would toss him aside like a rag doll to the floor. His gleaming emerald eyes would trace over cautiously most likely expecting another relentless attack. "You see, I would rather not have to fight unless there was something to gain and you see here there is nothing to gain, however I'm sure you'd prove me wrong there too." He gave the boy a slight smile sitting down at the edge of the counter relaxed.

[Cain]

"Now what say we try this over again?"

Gabriel spoke as he held Cain above the ground, the blue-haired fighter but helpless as he struggled to stay conscious under the man's choke hold. Cain had to find a way out of here first. This was the reason why he hated grapplers. They always end the fight so quickly and efficiently, it was no longer fun. And he also hated how well they could pin you still. After all, Cain was a speedster. He loved moving around. At that, Gabriel loosened the grip, allowing Cain to relax a bit. However, jolts of electricity still surged through his body, continuing to cause it to vibrate.

Though, that was solved soon enough as Cain was tossed to the ground, the pain from the impact multiplying tenfold due to the numbness his muscles were already feeling. And he lay there, unmoving, other than the occasional jerks as the electricity still in his body tried to lash out. He coughed a few times, the male resting his forehead on the floor as he tried to calm himself down. He was dizzy and exhausted, and his body ached everywhere. Gabriel talked once more, and Cain rolled his head so that he was looking towards the larger male.

Another growl emerged from his lips as pride pushed him up, the male placing both hands on the floor then as slowly but surely, he pushed himself up on all fours. He glanced down at the floor, his arms shaking as he coughed again, almost falling face-first onto the tiled floor once more. Then, with another surge of energy, Cain got himself into a crouching position, his body protesting but his mind and heart continuing to fight. He glanced up at Gabriel.

"... C-Cain..."