Same Destination, Separate Roads (Blaze)

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel was hard at work this past week, he’d barely gotten an inch of sleep in. Between his midnight runs to the docks and confiscating illegal trades for his business, and of course the struggle for the high school still going on. He’d been training nonstop. Checking into the hospitals were becoming commonplace for him as he was a fast service customer only popping in for a quick fix and then getting the hell out.

Today was no different he was out rummaging for some of the usual, drunkards, junkies. It took him a few moments to realize that they were going to be little effort and barely even a challenge for him. Striding down to the park side he had a flash. Who would fight yet at the same time have a similar goal to my own…? The thoughts came to mind, Emily? No Gabriel wouldn’t fight her not for a while he wanted her to be training on others not to become accustomed to his fighting. Rem? No he couldn’t face Rem till the embarrassment he’d made of himself was set right. Blaze? Gabriel thought to himself, the man wanted a challenge and Blaze had called him out recently.
It was settled. They had a common interest and it would certainly do. Gabriel smirked while dialing on the phone sending David a text.

-We have a common goal; meet me at Frazer’s park
-Gabriel
And with that he set about the waiting game, his dark figure sat against the benches laying loosely mentally preparing himself for this.

[David Blaze]

"What can i do for you gabriel?"

Davids voice rang out from among a small grove of trees, the young, black haired individual stepping with a purpose. He wasnt sure what Seran wanted with him, but he couldnt imagine it being a friendly day at the park, especially with how thier last meeting had gone. Regardless of what the fellow wanted, David would be there. He didnt hate him, dislike him, or even resent him. He simply had small disagreements with the boy. He wore a pair of blue jeans and a simple red tshirt- add in the white sneakers and you had a former pillar sporting american colors. Not that he meant to, just what he decided to throw on.

He stuffed his keys into his pocket along with his hand, waiting for an explanation as to why he was summoned here.

[Gabriel Seran]

"What can I do for you Gabriel?" His head rose from its hesitant appearance in the dark shade of the trees.

Gabriel stood to his full height each of them about the same height so that they stood eye to eye. They hadn’t been on the best terms as far as leadership went, and that isn’t what Gabriel wanted right now, an argument wasn’t in his best interest here. He knew where David stood and he knew where his own allegiance stood, there would be no moving either of them here.

Gabriel stepped forward bravely, “I know this all may seem rather odd seeing as right now we aren’t on each other’s good side. But let’s put that aside for now,” Gabriel slowed now pausing for a moment to set his own pride away, asking for help was not like him if there was any other way to go about this he would, “I need you to help me get stronger and for that, I need to fight you.” He said as straight forward as he could manage keeping his gaze locked with David’s almost with as much strength as a challenge would be.

[David Blaze]

"You will lose."

It wasnt David being cocky, or trying to put down the efforts of the male before him. He wasnt in the least- he was honored that the male thought of him to train with. But some people, when training, chose an individula they believed strong, but weaker then themselves. David was one of those two. He placed his hands in his pockets as the leaves fell down around him, shrugging as he did so.

"I don't mean to mock you by saying that. What i mean is that some people like to train with someone whom are strong but beatable. No offense, but in fighting me you won't win. If your okay with that. then i'll gladly fight you."

He was speaking as kindly as he could- he knew the statement could come off cocky, or arrogant, but in truth he said this for Gabriels sake. The guy wasnt a bad person, and David would feel bad hurting him unless the male was okay with the pain. So long as things didnt get out of hand for him, David would accept.

[Gabriel Seran]

"You will lose."

Gabriel tensed angered now; he had lowered the wall of his own pride to let David in and what had the man offered in return a slap to the face. Gabriel’s fists balled up and his teeth set back and gritted his eyes hinted with the fiery gridlock of copper irises beyond the emerald hues.

"I don't mean to mock you by saying that. What i mean is that some people like to train with someone whom are strong but beatable. No offense, but in fighting me you won't win. If you’re okay with that. Then I’ll gladly fight you."

Gabriel nodded his head, he was still angered at David’s lack of tact under that situation, this is what made him falter as a leader, sometimes bluntness and the truth weren’t what is necessary in a role of leadership.

“Whatever it takes…I need to match up to the pillars and quickly, I don’t care much for your ego in fact it’s your weakness as well as theirs…”

Gabriel would be able to set his anger aside, and add ice to his words. The pain to his emotional state could be mended and used as a weapon, it would be used as the passionate sword that would make him a far better fighter and just as good a leader

[David Blaze]

Davids eyebrows drew down slightly, expecting the retaliation, the return of words, he held up a hand as though to tell the man to pause.

"It's not that i'm not egotistical- im realistic and i care about your physical well being. If we fight, and i injure you, you may take it personally. I consider you a friendly accuaintance regardless of our slightly differing veiws. I simply meant to make it known that its not personal- i don't want you to be angry at me for what i may do, but when i fight i fight to win, and i won't hold back. I'll fight honorably, but i won't allow our strange....friendship to interfere, and i would expect no less from you. Thats all i meant."

He didnt truly see Gabriel as a friend, but more like a friendly figure. He was friends with Emily, Olesya, and Unfettered, three people whom David counted on and whom counted on David, and therefore the boy had a certain amount of trust and dependence from Blaze. He wasnt trying to hurt the guys feelings or shove anything in his face, but he could see how such a thing could be misconstrued. He cleared his throat.

"I apologize if you took my statement personally- tact is a method i am trying to learn."

It wasn't often you heard Blaze apologize....so if that didnt mend the "wound", then David would stop trying, and simply wait for the kid to attack so he could move on.

[Gabriel Seran]

"It's not that I’m not egotistical- I’m realistic and i care about your physical well being. If we fight, and I injure you, you may take it personally. I consider you a friendly acquaintance regardless of our slightly differing views. I simply meant to make it known that it’s not personal- i don't want you to be angry at me for what i may do, but when I fight I fight to win, and i won't hold back. I'll fight honorably, but i won't allow our strange....friendship to interfere, and i would expect no less from you. That’s all i meant."

Gabriel shifted the fire of urgency still pounding behind his eyes, from what David said it sounded like a cowards escape. Gabriel had been trained never to hold back, never to let petty things get in the way of success. He was going to get better, injuries were temporary, nothing was personal but love and matters of the heart, a simple fight like this would do nothing but make him stronger, he didn’t care for David’s feelings on the matter and he hoped he wasn’t the coward his words made his out to be.

"I apologize if you took my statement personally- tact is a method i am trying to learn."

Gabriel looked down at his apparel, he didn’t care much for the apology, and he didn’t take it personally he was simply living off of this fuel that was handed to him. For the moment it would consume him and be all that he was, a fire without end. He rolled up his sleeves with a bitter grin on his face.

“Ok, enough talking let’s get to work…” Gabriel said bringing his fists up in a boxer position.

[David Blaze]

David shrugged, not worried in the least about Gabriels lack of reaction to his words. It stung, the look on his face- reminded him of Travis. He didnt care, if the kid wanted to prove himself as Travis tried to, then let him. Words were of no use here, and Gabriel obviously knew it. He didnt bother trying to continue the posturing or the warnings- David would simply let his actions show the truth his words held.

"I agree."

He shifted his body, sliding his left foot back, turning so his right side faced the young male before him, his legs when a little over shoulder width apart bent at the knees. His right arm came up into a ninety degree angle, his hand bent so his palm faced toward the sky, his fingers curling into a claw. His left hand went to waist level, just below his belly button, palm facing toward the Militia higher-up. It was a style he had been learning for about a year, and one he had grown quite fond of- A forgotten style of chinese origin. It was a perfect blend of both Tiger and Crane, power and grace, and he used it to brutal proficiency. He would keep a straight face, set in look of both determination and passion.

"Whenever your ready."

[Gabriel Seran]

“Whenever you’re ready?”
The clock ticked and he was all clear to go, the one thing that set off in his head that irritated him most was, why the hell did people not ever want to be the first to swing? He clenched down and absolved it forgetting the last though and becoming one with his anger. Fueled by it driven into a state of controlled fire.

Gabriel crossed the park grounds swiftly to face David head on, it wasn’t quite tactful but it would test his own will to fight once hits were dealt. He swung a right jab at David’s exposed chest however he kept his left arm back on the defensive sure of a retaliation was bound to come around. Gabriel was just learning to grapple ever since coming here, it was going to be hard enough to return to his roots.

[David Blaze]

Simple, straighforward- and totally reckless. At least in Davids mind eye. His left hand snatched up, grabbing the fist that came flying at him with a decent amount of speed. He would grab the hand around the wrist, and pull, using the momentum that Gabriel had built up when running at him to totally destabilize his balance. As gabriel would most likely be lurched forward, Davids right hand would turn and shoot forward, his fingers came back so the heel of his hand would slam right into the bridge of Gabriels nose, likely snapping it, but more likely bruising the bone, weakening it, and possibly drawing blood.

Then, to follow, David would pull the right hand back and move all his fingers to a point, looking like his hand belonged in a puppet. Then he would jab that out at the shoulder, right at the area where Gabriels pectoral muscle would meet the bone at his shoulder. This wound would be differing in the fact that it wouldnt cause serious pain on impact, but would be dull, aching, and hurt every time he moved, likely for the remainder of the fight.

Throughout all this, Davids lower half never altered, only the power of his upper body and Gabriels own momentum being utilized.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel’s momentum merely continued enough to get up in David’s face he had a strong enough core not to let his displacement to be altered elsewhere, in his first strike he directed David got a good grasp of it but still it was not enough to pull him off balance. With his other hand he forced the fist up to strike Gabriel’s nose. Gabriel countered with his other hand quite defensible seeing as it was mere inches from his face; it was however shifted back a bit.

Gabriel bounced back with his boxer stance after the first bought, he was testing David’s movements he’d placate to them, jump in only to penetrate his confidence let him knowingly commit to a motion and then retreat. He’d seen enough in the first bout to analyze how he fought, the lower body had no motion and that’s where his weakness would lie. Without the power of the legs, David would never be able to beat Gabriel too bad, if he wanted to get a grasp of Gabriel he’d have to commit to a strike. And then Gabriel would have to come up with another plan from there…

He bounced back in the circle this time from David’s left and would perform a quick left fisted jab to the upper shoulder-jaw region while keeping his right arm in defense. In a short instant he’d retract again.

[David Blaze]

David grinned as the boy bounced back, his hands instantly returning to the previous position they had been in before the attack had been sent by Seran. He would go a different route as Gabriel shot back in. David would make a move likely more painful then the one made previously. His lef thand would grab the wrist again, this time David stepping up and shooting his left leg downward- a motion likely to be seen but hard to stop, especially with the sudden death grip David held on his opponents arm. The foot headed directly for Gabriels knee- the side of it that would right in his direct line of power and speed. Hitting the knee at the side would be devastating- it would tear the tendons clean through and likely break the bone clean out the side.

David had warned the boy- he didnt mind being his training, but if he wanted to fight David wouldnt try and go easy. He would hurt him and try to get the fight over with as soon as possible, as he would in any real fight. The kid wanted real training- he'd learn real quick. After connecting or missing, David would bring that leg to the ground, knowing how dangerous it was to place all your balance on one leg. It would be hard for Gabriel to catch, however, especially with his concentration beinhg on Davids jaw, his commitment to the punch, and the proximity of thier bodies.

[Gabriel Seran]

David grasped for Gabriel’s hand in mid punch, though the forward motion had force him to commit to a movement which is what Gabriel had wanted out of the fight. As David pressed a kick into his knee, Gabriel had but a silent smile, shifting his kneecap at the last moment to graze his shin. The bash hurt though not to the extent he’d originally hoped for. Gabriel pressed in his body weight and momentum that came with it. He’d use David’s own weight against him. Shifting the momentum of one into the strength of another.

“Let me teach you a thing, it’s called leverage…” Gabriel said a bit out of breath as he lifted David using his own grip on Gabriel’s wrist.

If he were to hold tight David and Gabriel would pile drive to the floor each receiving equal damage. However if he were to let go they’d fall clumsily away. The lesson wasn’t meant to call him out or shame him merely humble him a tad and show him to learn even the weak had a say in change, it could also play to real world situations. Either way Gabriel would roll to his feet once again this time his center of balance lower and more defensible, that’s right, he’d take a risk or two but then he’d turtle and look for weak points.

[David Blaze]

Leverage. David didnt need and Leverage- if the boy wanted to try and take him to the ground, Blaze would welcome it. He was a huge lerner of Brazilian Jujitsu, and the take down, or throw, would work out in his favor. See, with the grip David had on his opponents hand, there was no way he would be able to release it in time and if he could he wouldnt want to. He would yank Gabriel on top of him, wrap his legs around his waist ina body triangle, and grab Gabriels head in a headlock. Then, using his bodies legs and his arms in unison, he would stretch the young Seran in what was known as a grounded Guiotine, likely hyper-extending his back muscles. David would grunt through the effort, speaking as he did so."

"And...let me show...you something ....called Brazillian Jujitsu."

After that he would pull yet harder, likely tearing the already hyperextended back muscles.

Then, he would release the hold, plant his legs in Gabriels gut, and kcik the boy through the air. His movements wouldnt take Gabriel out of the fight, but would make any and all movement terribly painful. Ground fighting was Davids key point, and something he was unsurpassed in, at least as far as he had seen.

[Gabriel Seran]

"And...Let me show...you something ....called Brazilian Jujitsu."
Gabriel smirked as the pair clasped the ground fiercely, Thump, a craterous pound into the ground. David spared no time in performing some monkey crawl-like motion guillotining Gabriel. He tugged at Gabriel’s muscles stretching them out peculiarly. As a reaction Gabriel returned with a pulling motion in the opposite direction causing less pain than intended though he still had to groan in pain as it was extended.

“Ahhh…” He bit down on the backs of his teeth, to show pain was to be weak, he’d not become weak Gabriel would be strong and suffer through it.

The pain was momentary as David let him up, big mistake… Gabriel was up at his feet again and back in David’s face performing a number of jabs, boxing the man out with his fists savagely before retreating and performing the same strategy once more.