What's-her-face (Sara & Specs)

[Kate]

It was something interesting, running into all these people she had seen before. All these faces she had seen before, at the school in the other part of Cali. It was almost like her life was on repeat. Rinse and repeat, and nothing was new. The little tart, and yes Kate was calling her a little tart, was milling about on the roof along with several other students during the lunch hour. It really brought her back...

Back to a fight at a school, in the girl's locker room. Beating each other (or trying to), locker doors, sleeper holds... all sorts of fun little things. The bitch had even PULLED on her hair. Like that would do anything!!!

So when Kate graced the top of the school with her presence, she wasn't thinking to pick a fight with anyone. However, upon seeing that other face, the blonde just couldn't help herself. Granted she was wearing less... move-able clothing than her gym clothes. Jeans, a deep green tank top, and some black heels. But that really didn't matter, because Kate could fight in heels.

"Hey bitch."

Something in her voice that suggested she was itching for a fight.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara had chosen the roof as the spot to eat her small lunch. It was the first time she had ever been up here, but she liked it. It was spacious and there were only a few people up here. She knew some of them, and they spoke to her occasionally, trying to include her in the conversation, but she was only up here to avoid the larger crowds in the caf or on the grounds.

So Sara sat on the roof, eating her small lunch slowly, occasionally answering questions with a quite "mhm", and staring out over the edge of the roof at the people out on the grounds. It was an ok view, nothing great, but it was quiet, and that was what mattered. She shifted, her light blue jeans rubbing against the metal piece she was sitting on, her soft flats rubbing against the concrete of the roof. The cool breeze brushed over bare shoulders. She had chosen her favorite plain old black tank top today.

"Hey bitch."

What? Sara turned to see who had decided to come make a scene on the roof. Why is it, someone always had to do this on the days she chose to be somewhere... and she had been happy up here to. Who she saw made her heart skip a beat. It was that girl... What the hell was her name?! The one from the locker room... She felt her face flush red seeing her. Now... was not a good time. She was in no mood today. Things were going way to well to have to deal with her. Sara took her in, from her tank top down to her... heels. Oh god. What kind of girl tried to start shit wearing heels?!

Sara stood, dropping the remainder of her lunch on the place where she had been sitting. She turned to face the girl. This wasn't going to end well, Sara just knew it. "What? You wanna start shit, bitch?" Oh yeah~Here we go~Another cat fight! Good job Sara!

[Kate]

Kate laughed, like out loud, out right laughed in her face. One hand on her hip she winked at the shorter girl and grinned. Little girl was asking for it just by living, at least according to Kate McHallin. She patted her own cheek with the back of her hand, mocking the girl. Hopefully making her recall what had happened last time.

"Of course I am. Never lost the need to pound in your face."

This time, Kate wouldn't let her make the first move. This time she was going to strike out. This time Kate was going to have a ton of fun. She was an evil person, wasn't she? Picking fights on roof tops, and in high heels. The other girl probably thought that was some sort of disadvantage. But when you were Kate McHallin, you learned how to book it in heels. Because boys got grabby hands when you didn't know how.

So she struck forward, both arms raised in a boxing style. A quick jab with her left, followed by a right uppercut aimed straight at the girl's chin. Yay for fights!

[Sara Quinn]

Sara took a deep breath, trying to control the anger that welled up inside her when the girl started to laugh. This girl... Tch... This child... Why today? Why did she have to choose today to start shit... Sara watched the girl as she tried to mock her winking at her, hip cocked, her hand moving to her cheek. This girl made her sick. She was friggin' insane. And she was picking a fight with Sara. ~Sucky~

"Of course I am. Never lost the need to pound in your face."

Sara tensed, preparing for an attack when the girl started forward, taking a boxing stance. Sara adopted a similar one, trying to remember their last fight. As far as she could remember, Sara was faster, not by much, but faster. But the girl was stronger. Very strong. Sara found the situation more irritating then anything.

The girl struck out with her left arm and Sara dodged it, dropping downwards and to the right. From this position, she saw the girls right hand coming up for an uppercut. Sara's left hand reached out, grabbing a hold of the girls wrist, and pulled towards her. Sara stepped to the left (or her right), bringing the arm with her. Her right arm moved up and also took a hold of the girls wrist for extra power. She moved quickly, her feet bringing her behind the girl, twisting her arm back behind her. She pushed it up and against the girls back, and then brought her leg up, aiming to knee her in the back of the legs.

[Kate]

The girl was a little bit faster than she had been, in their last fight. Which meant she was a little bit faster than Kate. But the blonde had a feeling that nothing else had changed. Kate was tougher, Kate was stronger. The girl dodged, but grabbed her arm and began to pull it behind her back. The blonde was still grinning ear to ear, because of the trick she had now up her sleeve. That's right "SNAKE WOMAN" would now be in affect.

Kate's Qi kicked in, and kicked in fast. Kate's Qi let her move her joints and muscles in a way that normal humans just couldn't. The blonde twisted her arm that Sara had ahold on. She could move it 10% further that she normally did, and what a difference it could make. Her wrist twisted, and she clasped onto the other girl's hand. Her elbow twisted and she came around. Her arm was twisted in a funny way, that almost looked like it was broken. Pretty much all it did was help her twist around in the apparent "hold". So they were face to face and her arm, elbow, and shoulder were twisted a bit weird.

The blonde tugged the other girl closer, aiming her other hand as a fist flying toward Sara's face.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara pulled the girls arm behind he back, when the strangest thing began to happen. The girl made no attempt to fight back. Sara didn't know what to think of that, but she kept with her attack anyways. And then the girls hand twisted, clasping onto Sara's wrist as she held her arm behind her back. What the fuck?! That was the most disgusting things Sara had ever seen. Oh no, wait. It wasn't. The sight of the girls whole arm twisting as she turned to face her was. Her arm looked... broken. What the fuck was this?! She hadn't been able to do this last time they had fought.

Now they were face to face, but Sara couldn't take her eyes off the girls arm. That was... How the hell did she do that?! This was... Sara was suddenly tugged closer to the other girl, and her fist slammed into her face. Sara reacted instinctively. Her open hand moved to her face, clutching her cheek and nose, and she pulled against the girl, forgetting that she had her by the wrist now. When she pulled back, but couldn't she freaked, planting her two feet, her hand letting go of her face to move to the blonds wrist. She pulled against the girls grip as hard as possible, pulling the blond towards her, and lifting her right leg and shoving it at her stomach. Even if she let go of Sara's wrist, Sara now had a grip on her as well.

[Kate]

Kate didn't let go of the other girl's wrist, loving the look on her startled face as her hit connected. Even as she grabbed on to her slightly twisted wrist with both hands, the blonde went in for a second strike at the same spot on her pretty little face. At the same time, the other girl's leg lifted and struck out at her stomach. Kate... stomached the hit, as it wasn't that bad of a kick. In fact, the blonde would call the smaller girl... weak. It wasn't like Kate didn't feel anything but rather, that it wasn't anything to be worried about. Kate probably wouldn't even bruise.

However, Kate did not let go of Sara's wrist. In fact, her grip was almost like iron. The blonde grabbed onto the girl's shoulder, since she was only on one foot, well, why not pull her forward into a bend. With that Kate would lift her own right leg, slamming her knee upwards and toward those ribs. If there was contact? Well something just might break. If not on the first try, well Kate would have to try again.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara's foot connected with the girls stomach, but instead of letting go, like she had planned, the girl pulled her closer, her hand on Sara's shoulder, forcing her upper body downwards. Sara, now looking down, watched as the other girls right knee flew up towards her.

"Tch..." Sara wasn't about to fall into this trap. What ever the girl was doing with her joints, it sickened Sara. The look of her 'broken' arm was... gross. So apparently, she could bend and twist her joints further then normal. Well~Let's see how far they could twist~

Sara, being on only one foot, found that what she did next, came quite easily. She dropped to the right side, the girls left, away from the girls upcoming leg, falling to the ground as she continued to hold onto the girls wrist. She pulled the girl downwards as she dropped, twisting the arm further as she dropped on her ass, her back to the girls left leg.

The girls arm would now be across her chest, and she would be forced to turn towards Sara, turning to the left. Then her arm was pulled further as Sara laid down on her back. Using the girls wrist as an anchor, Sara gave one more pull, holding the girl in place and threw her two legs upwards, her feet coming together. If she turned like she should, Sara's feet would be going right for her head. If she chose not to, then Sara's legs would hit her in the side or the shoulder.

[Kate]

((OOC: As it's like late and yeah... .__. So I'm gunna try to do this well. ))

What was with these people around here? This stupid little girl was trying to be fancy, and it wasn't going to work in the least bit. Sara dropped? Well so did Kate! The blonde went right down on the girl, even with her arm twisting the way it was, and put all her weight onto the girl suddenly. Dead weight. Her arm was being twisted in a little bit of bad way, a little further than it was suppose to... but she'd deal with that in a bit.

Pretty much Kate was on one of Sara's shoulders with her arm twisted across the other girl's chest. It would probably be decently sprained after this, but Kate could take it. Her extra hand came up, came round, and in this short amount of distance from where she was and the other girl was... Kate smacked her other hand's fist straight into her face, as hard as she could. Right on the side of her face, launching punch after punch, as fast as she could.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara dropped onto her back, twisting the girls arm. It was a good plan... but Sara hadn't planned on the other girl dropping as well. She landed on Sara shoulder, her arm stretched across her chest, putting all her weight on her. "Fat cow! Get your fatass off me!"

As the blows started to rain down on her head, Sara twisted away, pushing up against the girl, still holding onto her hand. She twisted out from under her, taking the blows as they landed, dazing her, but she didn't give up. She pulled her shoulder out from under the girl and rolled onto her right side, and then stomach, the girls arm in front of her.

It wasn't the quickest way to roll, and involved a lot of squirming, especially under the onslaught of the girls fist, but she managed. She pushed herself onto her knees, still holding the girls arm, but now out of range for her punches. The recent turning would have twisted the girls arm further. She took a second, her mind rolling from the hits she had taken. And then she would push herself to her feet, pulling the girls arm upwards. Sara was pretty sure that even a more flexible arm shouldn't be able to bend much further.

[Kate]

Kate was done with the girl twisting her arm. Really twisting her arm. The moment that she pushed up on Kate, Kate's leg moved. She slammed her foot into the girl's shoulder her other hand latching onto the one Sara had on hers, and she pulled with all her strength. Both ways, on Sara's hand and away.

The end result should have been both girls being able to get some space. The blonde began to put herself back together. Her arm starting to SNAP back in place. It would take a bit, and she'd be a bit slower and all until it finished, but it had to be done.

Now, if only she could get a few more blows to that girl's head, things would work out rather well. And the girl was calling her fat?

"Just because I have a better figure, doesn't make me fat. And I don't have your ugly face."

Taunting her? Just a bit. Her pride was a little hurt that she had been called fat. And Kate was just trying to buy time til her arm was fixed. But she was ready for whatever Sara threw at her.

[Sara Quinn]

As Sara began to move, the blondes foot slammed into her shoulder, her open hand grasping onto Sara's wrist. Sara winced as her shoulder throbbed from the kick, hissing air through her teeth. She didn't fight back as the blonde pulled on her arm. Sara was knocked off balance slightly as the girl used all her strength to pull away and put some distance between them.

Sara took a few more steps away, until she felt comfortable with the distance. She watched in slight horror as she began to put her arm back in place. It was... disturbing as it snapped. While she was busy doing that though, might be a good time to attack, as the arm was kind of bent out of shape, and she must need to concentrate on it...

"Just because I have a better figure, doesn't make me fat. And I don't have your ugly face."

Oh... That bitch... Sara shot at the blonde at a full run, her left arm drawing back to slam into her face, her right arm hanging loosly behind her. At the last moment she drew back, bringing her momentum to a sudden stop, planting her right foot in front of her to get a better shot. The left fist had been a ploy. Sara flung her right arm at the blonde, whipping it up, aiming for her head, hoping it had caught her off guard.

[Kate]

The girl charged, just like Kate thought she would. Why? Insult a female about being ugly and you'll get one of two reactions. Anger or tears. But this girl's reaction was anger. She charged as Kate kept snapping her arm back into place. She threw up an arm for the left, only to have the right flying at her. After all the girl was ugly, not stupid.

Kate didn't have much time to react, as the girl was faster than herself. She took the hit in the face, and spun. Her left hand shot out and caught the girl's wrist, dragging her along. Whipping fully around and lashing out with a knee toward the small of Sara's back. She was taller than the female, and stronger.

"Let's end this shall we?"

From there Kate would try and wail on Sara's head with her right fist, cocking it back and letting it loose at the female as soon as her leg retouched the ground.

((OOC: Side note.... 200th post!!! <3 ))

[Sara Quinn]

Sara's fist slammed into the girls face. Sara prepared to attack again when the blonde grabbed her by the wrist and swung her around. She hadn't been expecting this, so she was easily pulled along with her. The blonde whipped Sara around, leaving her back open to her. Oh shit... Sara back exploded in pain as the girl kneed her.

"Let's end this shall we?"

Sara knew she needed to move quickly, but before she could do anything her head, again, exploded as it was hit. She dropped immediately to the ground, rolling into the back. The blonde would be pulled forward as she dropped if she didn't let go of her wrist. If that was the case, she would meet Sara's feet, holding her at bay, and if she let go Sara's legs would rise, feet facing the girl as she readied herself to kick out if she tried to hit her again.

She glared at the blonde. She didn't think she could take much more, she was getting her ass kicked, and it sucked. She either needed a miracle, or for the bitch to back off.

[Kate]

Kate let go of the girl's wrist as she rolled. Kate was hurting in a few spots as well, though she doubted if she had taken as much damage as the other female. Kate grinned slightly, knowing that she could end this. The other girl was sitting there, her feet poised to strike.

Kate KNEW that this girl was faster than her, by a little bit. Call her next move a little calculated. Well, a lot calculated. Kate knew the girl would strike at her if she came in for another hit. So Kate lunged forward, feinting a strike. The girl would kick out at her... and the blonde was ready for it.

Kate would take the hit, there was no getting around it. It would hurt and bruise since Kate was charging forward with it. Her hands would snap around the girl's ankle or ankles, and pivot. Her hands on her ankles, and she'd chuck the girl over her shoulder and into the ground... again.