What A Drag... (Sara)

[Ryuu]

Ryuu slowed down his pace to a casual walk as he finished his morning run, sweat visible on his face, as a bead of sweat ran down his face, which he promptly wiped away with the towel hanging around his neck. It was Saturday, and Ryuu, every morning, did his morning run, to keep himself in shape, back in Tokyo, the only place he could do his run was in the suburban area, since Tokyo was a busy city after all. He wore a black t-shirt, black track pants, and his worn down Converse shoes, a water bottle in his hand. He walked along the sidewalk beside the various apartment buildings, going nowhere in particular, just wherever he felt like going. He would walk straight, stopping only at junctions until the road was safe to walk through, and if he reached a dead end, he would turn right, it was always right. Why right? Ryuu really had no idea or understood why, he just did it rather unconsciously.

His throat suddenly felt dry, and it really wasn't surprising, it was another hot day today in San Francisco. Ryuu brought his water bottle up, uncapping it with his left hand as he brought it to his lips. But just as he did however, he heard a loud splash behind him. His eyes flashing in surprise, he turned on his heels, his mind racing at what just went down. However, as he took in what happened, he could only stare blankly. A girl, probably his age, had been hit by a water balloon coming from the kids who lived in the apartment building beside them. Ryuu looked up at the open window above him. The kids had hidden themselves. Bunch of smart asses. Clever, but asses nonetheless. Ryuu then looked back at the victim.

Only then did he realize how messed up the scene was. She had been surprised attacked by water, and she did not know who had attacked her, while Ryuu was there, the same guy who had just walked past her, holding a half-filled open bottle of water. His eyes widened. Ah crap. This was not looking good for Ryuu.

What a drag...

[Sara Quinn]

Sara kept her eyes on the ground as she walked. She was on her way home from the store, and she was kind of pissed. She had gone, but they had not had what she needed. She had made the trip for nothing. Now she would have to go out again later and try to buy it. People might ask why she didn't do it now, but she was on a time limit. She had needed to get to the store and back home in half an hour. Well about 25 minutes had passed now. And she was still 15 or 20 minutes from home. Where the hell was the logic in that?! Either way... She felt like a nerd. She had been so eager to get what she wanted she hadn't even bothered to change, so she was currently wearing her pajamas, her hair tied in a loose ponytail. A loose pair of comfortable pants and a white t-shirt. Yes ladies and gentleman... white~ And all this because her favorite movie was on t.v.

She didn't bother to even glance at the guy she passed, one of the few people she had seen outside today. She was to pissed. Well maybe not pissed... More... Ok, ya pissed. On a good day, she was a nice person, but today... You really didn't want to mess with her today. Which only managed to piss her off more, because she wanted people to like her. She passed him, without any sort of greeting, not even taking note of the color of his shoes. Normally she noticed things like that. And then it happened~

Sara stopped dead. Staring into the space in front of her, water dripping into her eyes from her hair. She shivered as the cold air hit her now wet arms and back. Her t-shirt clung to her figure. What ever it had been it had hit her in the back of the head. It could have come from above or behind. She looked up. Nothing. She turned her head to look behind her, wet hair dripping down her back. She noted the guy she had passed standing there... With a half empty water bottle. An open half empty bottle of water.

She turned to face him fully, cocking her hip, placing her hands on them. In all her 5'2" glory. This guy was going to get it. "What the hell man?! You got a bloody problem?!" She walked right up to him, getting in his face. "Did you do this?!" She gestured to her wet hair and shirt.

[Ryuu]

Ryuu just kind of froze, like deer caught in the headlights kind of freeze, as he saw the girl that had been drenched by the water balloon stop dead in her tracks. He could see the water drip down from her hair, as she began to shiver from the cold air of the light breeze that came through. He could see her t-shirt, her white t-shirt of all colors, stick to her figure, making him freeze even more, even though he had a blank stare on his face. He saw her look up, and then behind her, as he nearly flinched, because he knew how bad this situation was going to get, but thankfully, managed to restrain himself from making himself look guilty, even though he was as innocent as a baby. He then saw her turn to fully face him, her hip was cocked, as her hands were placed on her hips, and since Ryuu was much taller than her, he was forced to look down at her. "What the hell man?! You got a bloody problem?!" Ryuu slowly shifted his gaze to look down at the water bottle in his hand, like it was betraying him, and felt tempted to toss it away, but that would only further reinforce the misinterpreted notion that it was he, in fact, that drenched her, not the little two-bit asses living in the apartment beside them.

So instead, he calmly capped his bottle, and looked back at the girl. "I don't have any problem, especially not towards a stranger that I've never met before." He replied calmly, yeah, sure, like that'll convince her he didn't do it. He saw her walk right up to him, getting into his face, as he craned his neck back a bit, continuing to look calmly at her, after getting a few minutes to calm himself down, he knew he was innocent, despite the evidence that was working against him. "Did you do this?!" He saw her gesture to her wet hair and shirt, as he sighed inwardly. "Of course not," he replied calmly, "What possible reason could I possibly have or want in drenching you with water?" he asked as calmly as he possibly could while having a screaming, raging, pissed off girl staring right into his face, well, not right into his face per say, more like right into his stomach. Would this convince her he didn't do it? He sure hoped so. Because if a fight broke out, he had no control over what could happen.

"I didn't drench you with water, nor do I have any possible reason to want to do so, alright?"

Man, this day was just getting better and better wasn't it?

[Sara Quinn]

Sara ignored what ever it was he said. Just like she planned to ignore everything else he said. She was going to regret it later of course. This was just going to be another "Russian Kid" incident. She would start a very pointless fight because she was having a shitty day, and then she would lose the chance at a friend because of it. She hated that. But it was just to perfect to pass up. How could she watch her show without her favorite type of popcorn anyways? So spending a little bit of extra time doing something enjoyable like fighting wasn't going to be that big of a deal. But it didn't matter, she had bigger things to worry about. Like how she was going to kick his ass for getting her all wet in the middle of the street (completely ignoring the fact that he may not have done it).

She looked up at him. God, she hated having to look up at people. She mentally cursed the gods and her parents for making her so short. She didn't know what she had done to deserve that hand in life. But it wouldn't be so bad if he just wasn't so tall. That was another thing she was going to have to hit him for.

"Of course not, What possible reason could I possibly have or want in drenching you with water? I didn't drench you with water, nor do I have any possible reason to want to do so, alright?"

While he spoke, she remained silent, listening and watching to see his reactions. He seemed suspicious but then again, that may actually be the proof that he didn't do it. Well, just because she felt there might be a possibility he didn't do it, she was going to have to come up with another reason to beat him. Great...

She thrust her chest out and looked down at it, and then back up to him, gesturing with her hand again at the outline of her bra showing through her shirt. She had made a bad choice considering what had happened and was wearing a rainbow, multi-colored bra. But that was ok, better for her. Now here was the beauty of her plan. Whether he looked or not, she could take offense to it. If he looked, well then he had looked at her chest and she could hit him. If he didn't... It was a stretch, but it worked... He found her unattractive and therefore she could hit him. Wasn't she smart~?

So after she had done that, and he either looked or didn't, she would turn drop the anger from her face. "Ok, fine. That's fine, I believe you." She would start to turn her head from him, mumbling under her breath. "This sucks, now I'm all wet." Then she would attack. She would reach out with her hands, grabbing a hold of the front of his shirt, with her two hands, pulling him close to her. She would bring her right leg up, bending it at the knee and throw it into his side, tilting her body so that he would be hit by either the knee itself or her thigh. Either way, she damn well intended this to hurt.

[Ryuu]

Ryuu's expression turned from calm to puzzled as he saw the girl thrust her chest out and look down at it, as he stared at her utterly clueless. He had absolutely no idea what she was doing, and he continued to stare at her absolutely bewildered as he saw her gesture with her hand at the outline of her bra, while colorful, was also very much visible to Ryuu, much to his utter chagrin, because if he looked, it meant he looked at her chest. If he didn't look, it meant he thought she was attractive. Either way, Ryuu was screwed royally, and in for a hit or two, or three, or four, or, never mind, you get the idea. After he raised an eyebrow at the gesturing, it was a brief glance, mostly because Ryuu had no idea what she was gesturing at until he saw it, as he looked back at her face, still utterly bewildered. What did he do to deserve this? He was innocent, he hadn't done anything, except being at the wrong place at the wrong time.

He saw the girl turn, the anger dropping from her face. "Ok, fine. That's fine, I believe you." While Ryuu sighed inwardly with relief, he still had a hard time believing that, partly because a few minutes ago, the girl had been raging and screaming at him. He wasn't entirely convinced just yet. He then saw her start to turn her head away from him, mumbling under her breath. "This sucks, now I'm all wet." "Uh, do you want to use my dry tow..." Ryuu never got to finish his sentence, because at that precise moment, the girl reached out and grabbed hold of the front of his shirt with her hands, yanking him forward. "!?" was Ryuu's reaction, his eyes flashing in surprise, as she pulled him close. What the hell!? He then saw her bring her right leg up, bending her knee, and threw it at his side, tilting her body a bit so that either her knee or her thigh would hit him. But Ryuu reacted immediately. Ryuu's right arm shot out, wrapping it around her quad or the upper part of her leg, while his left arm wrapped around her calf or the lower part of her leg, resting her knee on his chest bone.

Ryuu then tucked his head down so his face or throat would not be exposed, he knew his ribcage and the back of his head was exposed, but right now, the only appendages the girl had to use were her arms, and Ryuu's neck nor face could be hit in this position. Now was the perfect time to execute his move. Ryuu's eyes flashed, and he flexed his two arms up as he arched his back and expanded his chest bone up against the girl's knee. The vice grip Ryuu had the girl in, she would most likely not be able to escape. All that was left was for Ryuu to hear the sound of breaking. The question was, could she escape in time? Ryuu didn't want to injure her badly, but she had attacked him first, even though he was completely innocent. ... Don't make me do this... I don't want to injure you terribly, so just give up, before it's too late...

[Sara Quinn]

Sara threw her knee at him, her body bending slightly to the left to get a better shot at him. She could envision what was going to happen, and she had been quick about it, catching him off guard. So she was very surprised when she felt him grab a hold of her leg. He was quick... Crap... She felt him pull her leg up, resting it against his chest bone. This wasn't good. She tilted her head until she could see him, and noticed that he had tucked in his head, protecting his face and neck, but leaving his ribcage exposed. She could work with that.

She knew she needed to act quickly in order to stop him from breaking her leg. She hissed in pain as he pulled her leg. She thought back to a previous fight she had had with Mathew Amtrum. His attack had been swift and deadly, an attack that when executed properly, was quick and efficient. Now she needed to try to do this right. She brought her left hand up, forming it into a claw shape, her fingers locked in place, and pushed them into his ribs.

Her aim was to dig her fingers between his ribs and squeeze. She may not be strong enough to break them, but it wouldn't hurt to try. She hadn't been planning on breaking any bones, but it was obvious that he was going to fight her hard, and not hold back. So neither would she. At the same time that she pushed her hand into his side, she would lift her left leg off the ground, bringing it up closer to her right leg. If he dropped her, she still hand a hand digging into his side that she could use to break the fall, and the drop would add strength to her attack on his side. But if he didn't, then she would at least hopefully avoid a broken leg by bringing her other leg up.

[Ryuu]

As Ryuu pulled the girl's leg, he could hear her hiss in pain, but he continued to pull on her leg, even grabbing her shirt near the bottom so that the hold would be even stronger. He knew the back of his head and his ribs were exposed, but bones would heal. Ryuu turned his head for a second to lock eyes with the girl, his eyes calm and calculating, as he saw her left hand come up, forming into a claw shape, ready to attack. Ryuu already calculated and knew this as a strong possibility since he had both her legs occupied to do anything. He knew his two vitals that were exposed were his ribs and his head, but his head would be easily protected, his ribs, not so much, but it was part of the risk. He saw her left hand extend out, and push it into his ribs, at the same time, he saw her lift her left leg off the ground, bringing it close to her right leg.

Ryuu grimaced slightly, not only because her hand was pushing into his ribs, but because he was now carrying her entire body weight, the leg in his grip was the only thing keeping her aloft. And if Ryuu dropped her, the grip she had on his ribs, would only serve to inflict more damage on his part. Ryuu was strong, but to carry an entire girl's weight just by one leg? How did he get himself into these situations? The only way to end this, was to complete what he had started. The pain from her hand pushing against his ribs only made Ryuu tighten and pull on his grip even more. Time was ticking, and the breaking point was coming closer and closer. Ryuu continued to pull his grapple harder and harder. He could hear the start of the clicks of the joints and tendons, the tension was increasing. But dropping her wasn't the only option he had. It wouldn't be pretty, and it would hurt, not only her, but him as well. His right arm released the grip he had on her, and shoot out, towards her throat, and would wrap around it, choking the air out of her.

He then threw all his weight forward and a bit to the right, this way, her knee wouldn't go slamming into his chest well, as much as he possibly could while carrying a girl with just one arm, attempting to slam her into the ground, if it worked, he would crush her windpipe against the ground with his body weight. He then released his other grip on her leg, no doubt she would try to slam her knee into him, to try and get him to release her, but in this position, there was no way in heck she'd be able to keep him from cutting air off in this position. And no doubt the blow itself would hurt a ton. He kept his left hand close, ready to block any attack she would try to strike with.

[Sara Quinn]

Ok... So that hadn't worked as well as I had thought it would Sara thought to herself as she hung from the guy, supported solely by his arms on her now breaking leg and her hand which was digging into his ribs. She had hoped he would let go of her or something. No. Never mind... She had a made a stupid move, acting on instinct and anger, but she could deal. She just had to be smarter from this point on. She let out a small whimper of pain as he pulled harder on her leg. If she didn't get out of this quickly, he was going to break her leg, and in a very painful way. Well... onto Plan B~Her hands pushed harder into his ribs, her fingers squeezing. But then his right arm shot downwards towards her throat.

Ok... PLAN C~His hand wrapped around her throat, squeezing. He slammed her downwards, hand still on her neck, pinning her to the ground. The air was knocked from her lungs, and her back exploded in pain as she hit the ground on her upper back. Shit... But she could work with this. She grimaced in pain. He was above her, hand on her neck. Damn... From the pressure, she guessed they were about equal in strength. But she was definitely faster. She should be able to hit him before he could do anything to counter.

She now had two choices. Break his arm by slamming her left fist into the back of his elbow with everything she had, snapping the arm the wrong way, much like he was trying to do with her leg. Or go for a head shot. Well this was Sara, and she rarely ever took a fight so serious that she would break someones limb. It wasn't something she had done yet, and she didn't plan to start. Whether this guy was trying to choke the life out of her or not. She realized if she went with the second option, she completely forfeited the chance at the first. Well then this better work, right?

His other arm let go of her leg. She didn't bother kicking at him, knowing she needed to save her strength just in case this didn't work. She clenched both her fists, preparing. Her eyes fell to his, as she tried to remain calm, her chest burning for air. She kept her eyes cool and confident. She hoped the look in her eyes would distract him. Most would be freaking out.

Then her right fist shot forward to slam into the inner part of his elbow, trying to knock it inwards, bending it the normal way. If it hit, she would follow through with her fist, holding it so it remained bent, so he couldn't push himself back up. This was to drop his upper body lower. He was holding himself with his arm so that all of his weight went into choking her. Well she was taking out that support, and he should drop down. He would either be forced to let go off her to get away, realizing she was going to attack him, or he would have to take the next hit, and she would make sure he let go. Her left fist would then slam forwards aiming for his now reachable head.

[Ryuu]

Ryuu heard the girl let out another whimper of pain as he pulled harder on her leg, it was close to breaking, but Ryuu didn't want to go that far, sure, she attacked him first, but he didn't want to injure her badly. He felt her hands push deeper into his ribs, her fingers squeezing his ribs, as he winced slightly in pain, but kept the pressure up on her leg, before releasing one of the grip he had on her leg, as his right arm shot downwards towards her throat, squeezed it, and slammed her downwards, knocking the air out of her, and pinned her to the ground. He saw her grimace in pain from the slam, his hand still on her neck, not aiming to choke the life out of her, but enough that it would be difficult for her to breath. He then released her leg, but she didn't bother to kick, why, he didn't know, maybe she had planned to do something else? Her arms were free after all. He saw her clench both her fists, as he keep the grip on her neck, not letting go.

He saw her eyes fall to his, her eyes looked cool and confident, as he stared back, a frighteningly calm look on his face. The look on his face would make anyone freeze up in an instant, as he saw her right fist shoot forward, slamming into the inner part of his elbow, sending it knocking inwards a bit, bending normally. Ryuu dropped down a bit, as the girl held her fist at his elbow, so that it would remain bent. Based on the power behind her punch, Ryuu managed to determine their strength was equal. Despite the fact her fist was still locked at his elbow, Ryuu continued to maintain his grip on her neck, though the pressure had eased up slightly. He then saw her left fist come rocketing towards his head, he had to hand to her, she was fast. He barely had anytime to react, but all the same, he snapped his left hand up, and caught her wrist, her punch managed to graze the side of his head as he tilted his head in the direction her punch had come from.

He then tightened the grip he had on her wrist, trying to prevent her from using her left arm anymore, as he continued to maintain the grip he had on her throat, his head was a bit close to hers, as he stared down at her, the calm look still on his face. Using the remain strength he had to spare, he'd begin to move forward, sliding up the girl's body, until he was straddling her by her core, which effectively rendered her legs useless, not that she had used them honestly. They were now in a wrestling match, he had a grip on her left wrist, and she still had her right fist locked in his elbow, keeping it bent. But just who would come out on top, or would it end up in a deadlock match? Only time would tell.

[Sara Quinn]

His elbow bent, and he dropped downwards, his fist still locked around her neck. Thankfully, it wasn't nearly as bad. She drew a quick breath, trying to suck in as much air as she could at once. Atleast that part had gone well though. Now she just needed the second part of the attack to work. Sara had hoped to catch him off guard by going for his elbow, and her left fist slammed towards his head. But he was good, and his hand grasped hers, catching her wrist before the punch landed. Her fist only managed to graze the side of his head.

Dammit! She had been counting on that working. She was now in a worse position then she was to start with. She tried to pull her wrist away from him, but he grasped it tighter, holding it, and stopping her from using it. Her eyes met his as she pulled in shallow breaths. He looked down calmly at her, and it pissed her off. She hated losing. So much. She refused to accept that he would beat her.

And then she felt him shift on top of her. Sara immediately started bucking and wriggling under him so that he would have as much difficulty as possible, but it was only making breathing harder. He moving up her body until he was straddling her. Her legs were now useless.

She had to make a choice here. She had been counting on her whole attack working. She knew she would have been screwed if it didn't and this was as bad as she had expected. Now, with his hand on her wrist, and straddling her legs, she needed to pull her fist away from his elbow if she wanted to have any chance. Or... It was worth a shot, and maybe it would tell him that she meant business, and he would get the hell off.

Her right fist unclenched, and pushed forward so that her thumb was the only thing pushing his elbow out. She wouldn't be able to keep that one up for long~ Her fingers wrapping around the elbow, gripping it, and she pulled it towards her, trying to straighten his arm on her, so that he would be pushing down on her again. If she managed to straighten it, then she would keep pulling, most likely as her air was cut off further, and show him that she wasn't afraid to try to break his arm, breaking it at the elbow by making it bend the wrong way.

Not that she really wanted to break it though. This was so see if he let go. Hell. This wasn't even the attack. This was to see if he was smart enough to let go. Her attack was going to be... sneaky... devious... painful... A real bitch move.

Had everything gone to plan, she would have managed to make him straighten on her, leaving his abdomen open. And something else. If he hadn't let go, her right hand would quickly move from his elbow, fist itself and slam downwards, aiming to come down in a good hard knock to the balls~

[Ryuu]

As soon as Ryuu began to move up the girl's body, he felt her immediately begin to buck and wriggle underneath, but all it served to do was restrict her breathing even more. He continued to move up her body until he was straddling her, rendering her legs useless. The fact her legs were now useless, and he was firmly gripping her left wrist, preventing her from using it to attack him, left her with only one appendage to attack him with. The right hand that was keeping his elbow bent. He saw her unclench her right fist and push it forward, so that now her thumb was the only thing keeping his elbow bent, but even that wouldn't last for very long. Just what was she planning to do? He then saw her fingers wrap around his elbow, gripping it, and began to pull it towards her, slowly straightening it out. As she did so, Ryuu slowly increased his grip on her throat, pushing down on her windpipe once more, he wasn't aiming to injure her, but by making it increasingly difficult for her to take in air, sooner or later, she was going to pass out from lack of air.

As soon as his arm was straight, and his grip was now much tighter around her neck, the pressure more than before, she did not release his elbow, instead, she continued to pull on it, pulling it closer towards her. And in a flash, Ryuu knew what it was she was trying to do. She was trying to break his arm, by making it bend the wrong way. But all it really served to do was make Ryuu increase the pressure and strength he had on her windpipe. It was a race against time, the breaking of his arm, versus her passing out from the lack of oxygen. With his arm now straight, it left his abdomen open wide for an attack, and he knew it, but right now, he was concentrating on trying to end this as quickly as possible, before his arm completely broke. He could feel the pain from it starting to break, but he continued to grip her windpipe, tightening his grip even more. But just when he thought his arm was going to break, he saw her release his elbow, ball her hand up into a fist, and slam it downwards, aiming towards his private parts at a fast speed.

But he did not panic, instead, as calm as he could, he shifted slightly backwards, while still maintaining the grip he had on her neck. He could feel the wind from the punch fly past his, for the better lack of the word, his balls. He wasn't fast enough though, and felt the punch hit his balls slightly, making him wince slightly in pain, but the pain was nothing compared to what he would've felt had the punch connected completely with his balls. Continuing to stare calmly down at her as he shifted back to the position he had been at just now, increasing the pressure on her neck even more, gripping her left wrist tightly. He wanted to end this confrontation without injuring her badly, but she wasn't giving him much options to work with. She's much faster than me, that's a given. But without air, her attacks will be harder to execute. How can she execute an attack when she can barely breath? Just give it up, don't make me have to do this.

[Sara Quinn]

The pressure on her throat was tremendous. She needed to hurry up before she lost. The breaking his arm thing had only made him increase the pressure further on her throat. She couldn't breath. And it was hurting, and her chest burned from lack of air. Her fist slammed downwards, aimed for a shot to his balls. It would have been perfect, but he had moved back, shifted only a small amount, and the attack was deflected for the most part. She knew it had connected, but the brunt of the attack had missed, and she had felt the pressure of her own attack, instead of him.

She felt him wince, knowing it had clipped him, and knowing had it worked, she would probably be free. Her eyes met his and she was surprised to see that he looked completely calm and unfazed. He had to be the first person to take a shot to the balls from her, even a deflected one, and still look calm. It was... frightening almost. He began to shift back into position. She had a few other ideas here, and she needed to move quickly. As he began to shift she went, for lack of a better word, girly. Her hand went to his wrist, and she pulled and tugged, trying to lift it upwards, her face contorting in pain, her big eyes looking up at him, as she tried to choke out the words "Please let go, please, I'm sorry..."

She could feel him pressing harder on her neck, and there wasn't much time left before he cut off her air supply completely. That, or she passed out just from how long this had been happening. She could feel her mind clouding, and her vision was starting to swim. She stared up at him, still trying to make him let go, but she needed to move on if this wasn't working.

Her face would harden immediately, going from innocent and girly, to a mask of anger. She was done playing this game. If he didn't let go at this point, which she hoped he was smart enough to do at this point, she would slam her fist down at him again, hoping to catch him off guard so the attack connected. She knew, if she could just hit him right on in the balls, he would probably let go, but he might be expecting that to. But it was worth a try, and better then what she was going to do as her final resort.

Of course, if he shifted or took the attack and didn't let go, which, from looking at his face, was a good possibility, then her arm would raise back to his elbow, pulling it the wrong way. An evil little smile would touch her lips as she looked at him, telling him with her eyes what she was going to do. She would break his arm. She wasn't afraid to. He really only had to options if it got to this point, get off her, or she broke his arm. Unless... He was smart enough to think of something else to do...? But if he would try to hit her, he would have to let go of her other arm, or get off her, freeing her legs.

Sara had to admit... She was having fun. She had never been in a fight quite like this before. This was more... a race and a comparison of wit and guts to follow through with something then just a physical brawl. She considered him for a moment. He was definitely worth knowing if he stuck around. Cool kid, good fighter. But she would worry about that later.

[Ryuu]

Ryuu immediately noticed her hand goes to his wrist just as he got back into the position he had been before, and felt her pull and tug at his wrist, trying to lift it upwards. He could see her face was contorted in pain, her big eyes looking up at him, as he looked back at her calmly, he didn't want to hurt her, but she didn't really give him very much choice in the matter. As he continued to maintain his grip on her throat, he heard her try to choke out the words, "Please let go, please, I'm sorry..." Ryuu didn't want to hurt her, the only thing he was really aiming to do was to make her pass out from the lack of oxygen flow. He increased the pressure on her throat, only a little bit of time was left before her air supply was completely cut off, and she'd slip into unconsciousness. He saw her stare up at him, as he continued to pile on the pressure, not letting up, he was trying to end this as quickly as he possibly could. Her face then harden immediately, changing from a look of innocence and girly, to one of anger, one that would probably make guys run away in fear and hide under their covers with their teddy bears.

And yet, Ryuu still did not release her throat, not even when he was faced with such a look, instead, he remained cool and calm, even when he saw her slam her fist down at his balls once again, she was fast, but Ryuu had been expecting her to attack his weak spot once more, in an attempt to get him to release her throat, so he was prepared, and shifted slightly to avoid her attack, once more her fist slammed into his balls slightly, another wave of pain shot through his lower torso, making him wince once more. He then saw her raise her arm and grab onto his elbow, pulling it once more. He saw an evil little smile appear on her face, her eyes telling him exactly what it was she planned to do. She was going to try to break his arm once more. It would seem he had only two options at this point, get off her, or have his arm get broken, right? Wrong. He didn't have to get off her. Increasing the pressure on her throat even more, cutting off her air supply even more as his arm began to bend the wrong way, Ryuu released the grip he had on her wrist slightly, not letting go of it, but still preventing her from using it, he slide his hand up her arm, and rested his grip on her elbow, gripping it tightly.

He wasn't the only one who could break bones too. Gripping her arm tightly, Ryuu would then quickly wrench her arm out sideways, straightening his own left arm out, hopefully sending some pain shooting up her arm, or possibly wrenching her arm out of its socket. He would then begin to pull her arm towards him, attempting to bend it like she was trying to do to his, as he tightened his grip on her throat even more. Her air supply was now next to nothing, and if she managed to hold on at this point, Ryuu would be extremely amazed. He had to admit, he was enjoying this fight, this was no typical fist fight, this fight was more of a battle between wits and a race. He hoped after the fight was done and over with, she stick around, hopefully he learn her name at least. But he would worry about that later. He continued to pull her arm towards him, all the while, maintaining his tight grip and pressure on her throat.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara's attempt at pleading with him wasn't working. It only seemed to provoke him, and the pressure once again increased on her. She sucked in a breath realizing it was almost impossible to get any air. She was able to get enough that she would last another few minutes at this rate. He continued to look down at her calmly as she realized with a flash of anger that she would need to move onto the next part of her plan. Her face hardened as she slammed her fist downwards. Lack of air and anger made her clumsy and he was able to shift again, the blow only glancing off her target. She mentally cursed herself, coughing when a hastily sucked in breath caught. Her neck was going to bruise if he didn't let go soon. Great. Just what she needed.

In a last ditch attempt to get him off of her, Sara's hand moved to his elbow again, pulling inwards to break it. In response, his grip again tightened, cutting off her air flow completely. She had expected him to back off, get off of her. Instead, he called her on it. She felt his grip on her other hand lighten slightly, still holding onto it, but letting go slightly, his grip moving to her own elbow. Shit... Dammit... Not only was he going to call her on it, he was going to play rough as well.

He wrenched her arm outwards, sending a shock of pain though her, and then began to bend her arm. If she could have, she would have cried out in pain. Although Sara was the type of person who refused to give up, she had to admit her defeat. It killed her, her ego and pride taking more damage then her body but she knew when she was beat. Her face contorted in pain and her arm fell from his elbow. She wasn't knocked out yet, but her body went slack. She was giving up, and this was her way of showing it. She stopped fighting, her body going limp as she looked up at him. She couldn't breath anymore, and she only had a few more moments before she passed out. She didn't want to pass out, who knew if he would just leave her here... Her vision starting going blurry as she waited for him to make his decision.

[Ryuu]

Ryuu saw her face harden as she slammed her fist downwards, aiming for his balls, but the combination of lack of an adequate air supply and anger made her lose focus, and he managed to shift once more, the blow just glancing off the target. He heard her cough as she tried to hastily suck in a breath, but his grip on her throat prevented her from taking in any air. As soon as Ryuu wrenched the girl's arm out and began to bend her elbow like she was doing to his, he saw her face contort in pain and her hand fell from his elbow, he stopped bending her elbow, but did not release the pressure on her throat just yet, he was unsure of whether she was trying to trick him, or it was for real. He felt her body go slack, and knew she was not trying to trick him, it was for real. She had stopped fighting, her body had gone limp as he saw her look up at him. A few more moments, and she was going to pass out, he could see her eyes start to cloud over, meaning her vision was starting to get blurry, but Ryuu didn't want that to happen.

Slowly, he released the grip he had on her throat, allowing her to breath, but did not let go of her throat just yet. He released his grip on her arm, letting it fall down beside her, only when he was completely sure she wasn't going to try and fight back once more, did he finally relinquish his grip on her throat completely, if he had held onto her throat any longer, it would've begun to bruise. He then got off her, and just like that, it was over. She was faster than him, but without an adequate oxygen supply, all the speed in the world won't help. He then squatted down beside her, and looked down at her. "You're tough, I'll say that much," Ryuu said, raising an eyebrow, "I've never had this much fun in a fight before, using only my wits and guts to fight, instead of my fists." Ryuu then held his hand out for her to take, to help her up. He wasn't going to just leave her here, even though she tried to punch his balls, twice!

It was pretty much official, he had won this fight. She may have been faster, and probably stronger, since his lower torso was starting to ache with pain, but he had won nonetheless. If she took his hand, he would gently help her up, straightening up himself in the process. Once she was up, he wouldn't let go of her hand just yet, mainly to make sure she didn't fall over. "I'm Ryuu Hikari, and you are?" He asked, as he looked at the girl, a look of mild curiosity on his face. It would be nice to know her name at least, if they ever encountered each other in the future.