We fight, yes? (Kate)[Mature]

[Serafion Awren]

"I've been in many, many fights Cutie. And I've lost more than I've won in my life."

Serafion was shocked by this, "That is very unfortunate. Although I can not say that I have ever won a fight in my entirely life, for I have only been in two. I am afraid all I have done was train my body. I haven't sparred an opponent, only teachers, and even then I always lost." He explained. It was the truth, he fought Sara, and he fought Kate. That was the extent of which his actual fighting record had been.

"But I agree entirely. Friends are...." He looked up and let out a deep breath as he thought of the word, "Rated over? I think this is word... in the end it comes down to you, only you. My brother he is not like me, he is friendly, and open. I much prefer to be alone then to deal with annoying people who expect me to be nice. People who expect me to be smart or have something interesting to say, people who expect me to sympathize with their own lives. I much rather be alone... "

He said it not in a sad way, but mostly in an annoyed way. He hated the way most people interacted. The 'hey how's life?' type of situations. He was more into strict business. You want something, you ask someone for it, you are done. If there was someone he was friends with, it would be a strange relationship. He might be open towards a few people, but never large groups. He would never go out with a large group of people to a restaurant or movie to waste time.

"Besides, you are right. In the end we solve our own problems."

[Kate]

Oh, he was one of those lone wolf types. Were all Russian's that way? He said his brother wasn't, but Kate hadn't met him. All the Russian's she had met (which included two) had been lone wolf types. She of course, remembered what Vale had told her back when they were younger, cuddling on his couch. She was... exotic to the Russians with her silvery blonde hair and emerald green eyes.

Kate could not help herself. She just couldn't. It was too good of a moment to pass up. And taking the flirt out of Kate just wasn't possible. She would flirt til the day she died. The blonde spun suddenly, standing right in front of him. He was taller, but not by much. With her heels they were just about even. The female leaned in, arms going to the lockers next to him. So she was close, and he was pretty much trapped.

"So Cutie, since you like to be alone, is this popping your personal bubble? Would you call me annoying hmm?"

She was teasing him, that much was for certain.

[Serafion Awren]

"So Cutie, since you like to be alone, is this popping your personal bubble? Would you call me annoying hmm?"

"It is... unusual for me, yes," He leaned in a bit himself, his nose touching against hers, as his heart picked up the pace, his eyes shutting slightly, his mouth curled into a small grin, his red eyes staring into her green ones, "But you are strong, beautiful, nothing like the people back home," His right hand would raise, and the tips of his fingers would trail the left side of her neck, down to her collarbone, "You're skin is soft... and warm...."

His eyes shut and opened, his eyes looking downward, he tilted his head to the right slightly as he talked about her skin, and then he shut them once more, opening them again he was locked into her own eyes, "You are not annoying, I like you." He said. That small grin still sticking to his face. He wondered how her lips tasted, he wanted to know so badly, but he wouldn't make the mood after everything she said. Not unless he couldn't hold back any longer. But he was on the brink, he was very incredibly close to just pulling her into a kiss. To give her a taste of what she could have with him. And to get a taste of his own....

[Kate]

This was what Kate called physical attraction. She liked them tall, strong, and handsome. While Adrian was more classic handsome, this one was... rougher, if that was the correct word to use. Darker, wild like almost. Something the "bad" side of her craved. She had to stop herself from shivering at his touch, and make herself laugh lightly.

He was blunt. No beating around the bush with this one. Kate would place a bet that if she hadn't had a man, he would have tried to claim her on the spot or something of the sort. She bit her bottom lip rather savagely, and pulled back just a tad. Tempting him, if he gave in... it'd be even harder for her.

"I'd consider that a good thing."

She say anything about liking him? No, but that wasn't Kate's style. It had taken her forever just to tell Adrian that. She didn't love Adrian, she liked him. Her heart wasn't sealed.

"You're pretty strong yourself cutie. I'm sure you could get stronger."

[Serafion Awren]

"You're pretty strong yourself cutie. I'm sure you could get stronger." She said, and he thought about this. He was strong, but she was stronger. She said he could get stronger, she was right. Perhaps they could train together, or perhaps they could fight once again. Maybe she was trying to make him feel bad for not being strong enough, although the first part of the statement. She pulled back slightly, but she bit her bottom lip. This drove him somewhat wild. She was so... exotic, so attractive, so incredibly sexy. And here he was, engine revving but stuck in park.

"Perhaps," He said leaning in, tilting the right slightly. His lips would be so close to hers. So close in fact that when he talked their lips would brush slightly, "Perhaps you could show me how to be stronger, teach me, and train me until I am strong like you.... or maybe even, perhaps... stronger." At this point his left hand would move to the small of her back, and pull her in. His right hand which had been lingering at her collarbone would work it's way up to her chin, and he would pull up on her chin with that hand, and attempt to kiss her on the lips. Perhaps she had a man, this may be true. But he was just letting her know what she could have with him.

He wanted something, and he took it. That was how he worked. He would never force something on her, he couldn't. But he would give no honor to some boy who treated her like some girl he could just leave waiting. Like she would always be there to wait for him. No, a girl like this had to be earned, just as she had told him. And clearly this boy was losing her. And if he was losing her, Serafion would be there to rightfully take what he wanted.

[Kate]

OH SHIT! Lips on hers, hand on her lower back. She was startled by the sudden movement. Kate didn't know what to do didn't know how to handle it, she pretty much froze up. He tasted... he tasted, her lips began to press back before she realized it. Adrian, Adrian... it hurt again. It hurt again. Her heart was hurting all over again. One hand came up and shoved him away, a bit rough this time. She didn't fully pull away from him, despite his sudden aggressive nature. One deep breath and she cocked an eyebrow at him.

"Cutie, keep that up and you'll make me smack you."

Was she telling him to stop? Well, she didn't come out and say it. Instead, the blonde just told him that should he continue, she'd put up a fight. And for more reasons than she was attached to Adrian. Because that was Kate.

"I could train you, we could spar, something like that Cutie. I think I'd like to spar some with you."

She chuckled just a bit, pulling away a little more softly. But his lips... kisses like that were full of heat. Something she craved when she felt so cold, so alone.

[Serafion Awren]

"Cutie, keep that up and you'll make me smack you." She said, and his lips opened slightly, his lower lip curled in and his tongue traced it slightly, his top teeth scraping against it to savor the taste of her lips. He had hit the lockers pretty hard, "I could train you, we could spar, something like that Cutie. I think I'd like to spar some with you." She said, and he couldn't help but notice how she seemed to say the word spar more the once, almost emphasizing it. Not to mention she called him Cutie twice in a row, she had liked it.

His hands had left her body when she had shoved him, they were at his side now as he pushed off of the lockers he had been slammed into, "I can't help but wonder if you are the type who likes to smack her man around a bit... first you say you want to slap me, then you say you want to fight me, all the while you were just into that kiss as me."

He laughed a little, he smiled at her, but he didn't make any more advances, "I'd very much like to spar with you as well. Perhaps we could fight some where a little more private, where people won't stop and stare," He leaned in so his lips were against her left ear once more, "And perhaps you can teach me a lesson for kissing you like that." He said, his lips brushing against her ears once more. A grin crossed his face as he pulled his head back, leaning against the lockers slightly, now crossing his arms as he waited for her response.

[Kate]

The devil was personally attending this, wasn't he? The blonde stepped slightly away and licked her lips. She could still taste him. Kate really had to consider something, was she cut out for the dating scene? Or was she destined to be single? Because this was something that she was going to have problems with, if life kept chucking guys like this her way.

"We could always go to my place... for the sparring."

Teaching him how to kiss? There was a part of her that very much wanted to teach him that. The rest of her though, was still attached to the blonde she was dating. Adrian Hanlon, men were such big pains in the ass. She'd be a lesbian if girls weren't so crazy. And if a certain part wasn't missing. That was important of course.

She pulled out a card, white cream with silver writing, high class materials. It was her name, with her phone number on it. It was simple, he was supposed to call her.

[Serafion Awren]

"We could always go to my place... for the sparring." She said and he smiled. Yes, a place like that? An actual private residence? Definitely the prime place for... sparring. He wondered if she had really meant that, or if this was a sign she was sending him. He took it both ways, he knew there was a fighter in her, but he also knew there was a more passionate side to her. He had tasted it, and it tasted sweet. So when she pulled out a card, he took it. He looked at it, it was a nice card, he pulled his wallet from the inside coat pocket he had, and placed it inside of it, smiling at her.

"I give you call," He said, putting the wallet back to it's home, he leaned forward and bowed slightly, he raised back up and added in, "And believe me, I will not keep you waiting... but I shall leave you now, before I do something to get me slapped." He said and made his way to the left and walked away backwards, facing her as he walked slowly, giving her time to say goodbye if she chose to. Once he had gotten a distance away he would turn and walk away down the hallway, hands in his coat pockets.

He would be calling her soon, very soon indeed...

[Kate]

She had a feeling that he would be calling her, and soon. Kate licked her lips and sighed. She turned about and pressed her forehead to the cold metal of the locker she had been leaning on. A deep breath, a second deep breath. There were a ton of things flying through her mind.

Adrian. Cutie. Adrian. Cutie.

Life was about to get a lot more interesting, wasn't it? Life always did in these situations. And honestly, Kate couldn't remember being in this situation before. She had had a lot of guys chasing her tail, but she had NEVER been interested in two at the same time. Just one after the other and all that jazz, quickly.

"FUCK!"

She slammed a fist into the locker, denting the thing inward. Students were staring at her once again. She simply glared back and they scurried off. Oh well, not the time to think on it right? Get on with class, life, and figure it out as the lemons start raining.