Back in Black (Emily/Specs)

[Matrim Gallagher]

Her knee came in to hit him above his crotch, something that had never been hit on him before, and when it did he felt a pain he wasn't used to, he hadn't felt this in a fight. Luckily Matrim did not have to go to the restroom, or else he would know the joy of pissing his pants in a fight, although he could really have let loose on her if he unzipped his fly and went right now.

Eww.

But he definitely took this hit badly, his breathing became uncontrolled for a moment, and his anger got the better of him. He brought his right arm up towards his own left shoulder forming a fist, and threw a back fist punch towards her face. Which was basically like backhand slapping someone, except you used a fist. Granted he still had control of his fist after this attempt he would then pull that fist back slightly and launch it straight towards the center of her chest, aiming for bigger targets with his hits.

If he still had control over his arm after this he would get off of her, standing up and taking a few steps back to recover after everything that had happened. He had to give up the upper hand long enough to get his breathing pattern together or else he might get real worn out real soon. With his torso messed up he couldn't afford to get a little too worked up.

[seishounohana]

I may have confused myself on the left and rights. @__@; Please bear with me.

He flinched. Or at least she thought she saw him flinch.

This fight might end soon.

It should, because Emily was beginning to tire out. She may have to start being serious now. She would expose all the weaknesses of the body right here, right now. Use his body's natural reflexes against him, and use the body's own skeleto-muscular structure to her advantage.

At least, she hoped she wasn't putting so much faith in the field of medicine.

Her hit probably angered him, as he brought up his hand to backslap her across the face with his fist. He may be quick, but Emily was just as fast, if not a little more than. At least, at this point in time. Her free arm would try to catch his hand by the wrist (with the back of his fist by her palm and her thumb facing away from herself but by his wrist, pressing on a pressure point to obliterate some of his power), her nails clamping tight against his skin and she would try to pull a quick yank to his right.

It would more or less give her a moment's opportunity to have the left side of her body free, and she would pull her body to the right along with Matrim's own. Her weight, strength, and his throbbing pelvis would be helping her on achieving this. Emily was aiming to have Matrim be on his back on the floor as she would end up on her front against the ground and roll along his arm (OoC: think of it as wrapping his arm around her. >>;; ) before strike her elbow right at the middle of her Jugular notch. It was where the Thyroid gland, the Trachea and the esophagus were in line. The elbow would put a significant pressure onto the said organ, causing him a significant loss of air and breathing capacity, or at least, she hoped. Primarily because pressure on it had a reflex of coughing out some air.

That wouldn't be good for him at all.

Should it work, Emily would roll away from Matrim and pull herself up to stand quickly. If it didn't well --


--- we'll see.

XD You know my disclaimer for every friggen post I have. ^^ Tell me kay? XD

[Matrim Gallagher]

Matrim was rolled and an elbow to his throat did not help. So when she rolled away and got up, he had rolled onto his stomach, hoisting himself up on one hand as the other was over his throat, he was begging for air, he had been coughing a bit, and now it was extremely hard. He was starting to black out, he looked over at her, working his way through it. Each breath started to feel a little better then the last.

He finally stood extending a finger towards her, "You...." He said with a very scratchy sounding voice, "I'm prepared to call this a draw...." He said, "Otherwise you best be ready to kill me if you decline the offer."

His throat sore, he was starting to get his body back into shape a little. His head cleared a bit and he was able to take his hand away from his throat to form two fists. He was at the end of his rope, but he would never give up on a fighter who was still wanting to continue. However, if she was willing to call this a draw and walk the other way, he was too. He just didn't want to give up the win so easily.

Let's see what kind of person she is......

"What say you?"

[seishounohana]

Emily was panting, tired.

She... never thought she would have so much fun fighting. Though, she will have to end this one way or another.

Her opponent though, seemed to be in a worse condition than she was, and he was still struggling to get up. Emily just smiled, even as he pointed a finger at her. "You...." He said with a very scratchy sounding voice, "I'm prepared to call this a draw.... Otherwise you best be ready to kill me if you decline the offer."

Emily rose an eyebrow. "A draw?" She asked,

"What say you?"

"Maybe~, though unlikely. If there's anything I've learned from 259, it was never to let things go unfinished."

She chuckled.

"Though in your current state: I'd suggest you take a nurse's advice and go to sleep, Captain."

Emily would sigh, loosening her toeshoe from her foot and kick-throwing it at the young Varsity Captain's face. If it hit, the hard, metal part would hit Matrim right at the middle of his forehead.

I blame Azumanga Daioh.

[Matrim Gallagher]

When the big moments in life happen... you aren't always ready for them. Birth, Death, Marriage... Divorce... having a kid... god forbid... losing one. This was no different... in the end I wasn't ready. It wasn't my time. I suppose everyone in my situation says that but... in my case I think it was more true then ever. This was the story of how I was shoe'd...

The Shoe To End All Shoes
Theme Music

"Maybe~, though unlikely. If there's anything I've learned from 259, it was never to let things go unfinished."

Matrim couldn't help but understand where she was coming from. After all, it wasn't like he was going to be able to go on much longer. All the hits he had taken to the torso screwing up his breathing, and then the elbow to the throat, it had just kept piling on and piling on until he was at the brink of it all. So his fists tightened, his teeth clenched, and he prepared himself for the worst.

Is this truly it... am I... am I going to die?

"Though in your current state: I'd suggest you take a nurse's advice and go to sleep, Captain."

Matrim was ready to charge, at least, his mind was. His body however, was anything but ready. His bruised and busted up body, his somewhat collapsed airway, and the recent humiliation of being beaten at his own game with a grappling contest gone horribly wrong. It all was part of this huge failure of a fight on his part. He didn't want any part of it, he wanted to win.

I will defeat you.... I must... if only there was something I could do... some way of winning this fight! If only this battle were to take place back when I had a armor ability. I would be tougher, hell even if I had my eye patch I would settle for the effect it has on people when I take it off. Seeing peoples faces light up, and all the fangirls... they would love me... they would all love me.

Then she sighed, as if that was it. As if that was the end, perhaps she was giving up, but he doubted it. So he got ready, ready for anything. And as her shoe was sliding off of her feet, only one thing came to mind.

She's planning to knock me out with some rank smelly feet.... a powerful attack I must say... perhaps I should break my own nose to spare me the smell of anything other then my own blood....

Matrim held his attack as the shoe became airborne. Then time slowed down for him, and music in his head began to play (Que for clicking the theme music) And as the shoe flew at him, he knew in his heart this would be a defining moment in his life. Something about the seriousness of it all, the shoe as it flew, as it came barreling towards him. A sort of majestic spin to it, as the tip was aimed for his forehead.

But it's not my time yet.... It can't be.... I'm not ready for this...

Matrim remembered being brought up by Luke, being raised a fighter. How Luke taught him that random flying objects were hazardous to your nose, and your good looks. A flash in his mind and he saw the alleyway in which he was gunned down, only to have his shield ricochet the bullets. And by horrible luck they managed to kill those two shooters, and Matrim was pinned with their murders. Then a flash and he was at Paragon, the prison school in Japan. He remembered nearly dying of a heart attack, and then a flash again and he was fighting in the Paladin wars of Paragon, the school was raided by soldiers under the effect of a brainwashing Qi. Then another flash, and he was at Point Hope, with Reira, and they were on a rooftop... Alex's body was in Matrim's hands. His blood was on Matrim's hands, and Marquise was open for an attack. Matrim lunged at Marquise..... Another flash and Matrim was proposing to Reira in the indoor garden. Another flash and he was back to reality.

And there in front of him, was the shoe.

I... I have so much to experience yet... I can't.. I can't do this....

Matrim saw the face of every fighter he had fought up until this point. And suddenly he saw the face of every single person he had met, whether he liked them or not. It took time, but in this moment time had stopped for Matrim. Though his body didn't move, he was experiencing all these memories as if he had all the time in the world.

"I'm ready....." He said. He meant to just think it, but he said it out loud. A peaceful look came over his face, his hands moved outward, fists opening and palms facing Emily, fingers outstretched. His eyes shut and his mouth closed in a tranquil smile. And then it connected with his forehead, sending him upward into the air, and as his head flew back, his body arched back, he began his descent.

He felt free, like all was well. He could rest in peace knowing that he had lead a rich and eventful life. That he knew love, loss, and even meaning. That although his death was not as he wished for it, it would have at least come in the form of an epiphany inducing shoe. And that somewhere in the madness of the metal tipped ballet slipper, he found the closest thing to enlightenment that he had ever come across.

His shoulder blades touched with the ground, and it was as if a water droplet had fallen into a body of water. In his mind he could see the ripples. Matrim's body followed his shoulders and he bounced upward once, again getting the feeling of flight, and he landed a second time, skidding slightly.

His eyes opened finally, looking up at the bright sky, it was all kind of blurry, and he reached up towards a cloud, seeing Reira's face in his minds eye.

"Rei......." He said, struggling, making sounds to show that he was doing so. Struggling to stay conscious. And then it happened, he let out that air, allowing his mind to go blank, his eyes to close, his mouth to hang open as his head moved to the side. A bird flew down, landing on his chest, fluttering it's wings, and looking around. He looked peaceful, dignified in a strange way. Even with his mouth open like that, and his tongue hanging out to the side.

Blood crept from a crack on his forehead that the shoe had caused, and as Matrim became unconscious, some part of him realized that when he finally came to, he would have a new appreciation for life, love, and even loss....

[seishounohana]

*Twitch*

Emily didn't know what to say. Guess she was right. Damn guy was just too tired to fight and even a shoe brought him down. She chuckled to herself. It wasn't everyday she won against the captain. A few of the people on the crowd had a good laugh.

She sighed, hobbling over to the felled Varsity Captain and placing her shoe back on. It wasn't smelly now, was it? She sniffed it lightly.

... Nope. Didn't smell like anything.

Really.

She sighed again and took Matrim to her back, taking him via piggyback to the clinic.

Hopefully he wouldn't do anything funny.

God, he was heavy.

-___-

[Matrim Gallagher]

Matrim was out of it, but somewhere in his insanity he knew he was taken care of. And as his body was against someone elses, unaware of whom, he noticed that there was something soft there, and so he grabbed the two soft somethings, and let out a small yawn of sorts. His mind going and picturing Reira, and his head nestled against the head of the person carrying him. Whoever it was had soft hair, and Matrim suddenly felt comfortable, like being at home or being completely surrounded with pillows.

Ahh..... to still be alive.......

Completely unaware to the fact that he was groping the girl and inadvertently rubbing his face against her own, he was completely open to the consequences of doing so. Subconsciously he wondered if he was going to be killed yet, but sadly, it wasn't like his subconscious could do anything now could it? Especially since he was out cold via shoe.

[seishounohana]

Emily's eyebrows twitched even more, and why not, Matrim was basically groping her breasts, and rubbing his face right on her neck --- IN VIEW OF THE PUBLIC. She would admit that she was quite ticklish on her neck, and was starting to become uncomfortable.

Very uncomfortable.

She waited.

Even through A teacher passed by them and gave them disapproving stares.

... and waited...

Even though several students came by and burst into a fit of giggles.

-- and waited, until Emily finally was able to take Matrim onto one of the beds of the School Clinic. In her annoyance, she forgot her basics of Patient transfer techniques (one might wonder if it was even done on purpose) and just let the young boy slump clean onto the bed in one heavy thump.

There, she just put him in a position where it would be easier for him to breathe and recover. Both of them had gashes from their grappling session right at a cement surface and Emily decided to go and get that fixed.

She slightly hoped that his hands would not go wondering any further, at least.

[Matrim Gallagher]

Am... Am I falling?

Matrim hit the bed, after hearing very strange sounds in his sleep, all the while nestling his nose against her. And then when he wasn't there anymore, and his hands would grip down tightly as he fell back, but utlimately he would fall off, not having much strength in his body. He was on a bed, and he was feeling a lot better, more comfortable. Which strangely enough made him more grabby in his delirious behavior, though.

Strange... this doesn't feel like my bed.... and since when does Reira have hair like that? Oh well......

If Emily approached Matrim in a way that would put her in arms length again, he would reach out to pull her next to him on the bed. He wanted a cuddle buddy since he was taking himself a nice little nap after all. Strangely enough as it was, he just wanted somebody to hold. Though maybe that shoe to the head did something weird to him....

[seishounohana]

Of course, Emily was oblivious to the things that were happening inside that skull of his. After washing the dust off her arms, she took some iodine solution and some cotton balls. Better attend to those gashes.

Setting the bottle of iodine within reach, she was preparing everything to be used until she was pulled into the bed with Matrim.

"Just great." She said to herself, slightly blushing. Emily would try her very best to wriggle off, slightly flustered at the moment.

It wasn't so often that Emily was this close to a guy.

[Matrim Gallagher]

He could smell something, something he had smelled a lot of before. Then again he was in an infirmary, even though he wasn't registering the fact. But when he pulled Emily onto the bed he began cuddling with her, so that he had his arm around her, and they were in prime cuddle position, on their sides and him behind her on the bed.

"Just great." She had said, but he didn't exactly comprehend that.

And then for some reason Matrim was starting to get a little too comfortable, especially with all the wriggling take place. He just pulled her in tighter, his arm around her midsection, his head leaned in nuzzling her neck. And then he would start kissing the side and back of her neck, nuzzling hair out of the way with his nose. His hand travelled up her body to where it had been when she carried him into this place. He didn't even think about what he was doing, it was as if this was all just how his body was reacting. Almost like second nature to the fact he was completely out of it from the lack of oxygen and the shoe to the head.

"Mmmm...." He groaned a little, and pretty soon here he'd be attempting to give her a hickey on the side of her neck.

[seishounohana]

Emily was not liking where this was all going. She had been pulled closer, and Matrim's arms began to grope her again. His lips began to kiss the back of her neck, sending shivers across her spine.

It was a most unusual feeling, and Emily knew what it was.

"Dammit." She said, trying to wriggle off. It was most unfortunate that her body was tired, and was definitely having a hard time deciding if she should like or dislike this turn of events.

"Ah, Matrim?" She said, flustered. She heard him groan and she began to panic. "M-M-Matrim? What are you doing?!"

The last thing Emily would want is this, really.

If Emily would be able to look in a mirror later, she'd find a hickey right on the base of her neck, amongst several others that were of lesser intensity.

[Matrim Gallagher]

"M-M-Matrim? What are you doing?!"

"Don't worry about it..." He said though it came out a bit muffled as he continued kissing her neck. His arm that was around her and grabbing her somewhat inappropriately would attempt to turn her around, his eyes were barely open, he would reach up with the hand that was previously grabbing her, and he would brush the hair out of her face. He would then go to kiss her.

Mmmmm Reira....

Of course, the strange thing about kisses is, he would tell if it wasn't Reira, so if the kiss happened, and if he truly did start to kiss her, he would be able to tell, and it would probably make him freeze up a little... that is unless she kept the kiss going. After all, he was somewhat disoriented.

[seishounohana]

"Don't worry about it..." He said, turning her around and did something Emily didn't really expect. He kissed her.

Not again!

It was ironic. Emily got kisses from many, many people. None of them were from that someone she had feelings for. None. The thought depressed her slightly, until she noticed that he was still kissing her.

"Mmmph!?" She said, prying her face away from his as she decided she had enough. Emily would strike a punch at his gut again, with enough strength to basically throw him out of the bed.

Emily pulled herself out of the bed, and backed from Matrim until she was against a wall. That should enough distance.

Dammit. Always trying to help people and this is what she gets?

It was interesting though, she never imagined Matrim to be such a pervert.

[Matrim Gallagher]

Wait a second..... she kisses funny.... this isn't Reira!

"Mmmph!?"

"Oh God..... UMPF!" He said, as he was punched in the gut extremely hard, he was sent out of the bed and rolled a bit on the floor. Getting up slowly he suddenly realized that what had happened was not a dream, though in his mind it was much like one. He was reacting as if this was Reira, but it wasn't her, "I am so..... umm... I'm just gonna...."

He got up slowly as he spoke, looking towards Emily trying to explain everything, "I didn't mean to.... I thought you were..... and then I..... and bad bad bad things happened..... I'm sorry...." He said, making his way slowly to the bed, and then the pain caught up with him, and then everything sorta hit him all at once, and he passed out, landing on the bed horizontally with his feet off of it from one side and his hands and head hanging off the other, on his stomach.