Playing In Traffic (Kanika)

[Kate]

He said, she said, who knew how it started? Kate sure as hell didn't. There was a fender bender of some sort a couple of cars ahead of her in her Mustang. The intersection was all clogged up because something was going on. Kate was not in a good mood what so ever. She hopped out of her car, and smacked the button so her car locked behind her. The girl was in a pair of heels (as always), and some white cords. Her top was a purple silk tank top with white lace across the top. Her jacket was left in her car, as well as her purse.

She stalked straight up to where the two fender bender people and their families were screaming at each other at the top of their lungs. Kate just walked up to them, not caring who was around, or who said what or who even started the damned fight...

Kate was going to end it.

She grabbed one man by the shirt and punched him straight in the face. Some woman screamed, and Kate kicked her. A brawl was starting in the middle of the street. Who else was going to jump in?

[Kanika Stryker]

Kanika had been rocking out. Hardcore. Just walking down the street, jamming. Perfectly at peace with her world, listening to her techno. Hell yeah. Best thing about it? No traffic. Like the poor suckers yelling so loud she could ALMOST hear it above her own headphones. And then there was the sudden scream. Perhaps a bit misguided, she had a superheroine moment. Off came the headphones, dropping to the ground. They were cheapie earbuds anyway. And she ran for the scene, only to find some woman going ape-shit and beating people with a vengeance. They were just family people too.

-Mental thoughts edited out for the sake of children's ears.-

Kanika ran up behind the woman, wrapping her arms around her waist, trapping her arms in her grasp. This one just needed to calm down, and hopefully she could restrain her. Not likely, but a heroine needed to hope. "Hey! Hey! Just calm down already! No need for this!"

[Kate]

Those stupid dumbasses fighting over stupid shit. Kate would give them a reason to be really upset. The blonde was in the process of smacking one of the husbands around when someone had to come and pin her arms down. Kate quickly registered the fact and grinned. Someone wanted to start something then? Fine by her.

"Heroes get hurt sooner than anyone else."

The person holding her was weak, so Kate broke the grasp easy, and kicked backward on the girl's leg to make some space. The pale girl turned and smiled at the other female. Her fists came up and she grinned some more.

"Shouldn't have stepped in. People need to learn not to be so damn fussy."

With that she charged the other female. A feint with a left jab, followed by a right uppercut. Straight toward the females chin. Fun times to be had!!

[Kanika Stryker]

Kanika almost immediately felt the grip get torn apart. Go figure. Her strength, in game terms, was crap. A mage could beat her in arm wrestling. Which was why she immediately sprung back, just barely dodging a kick to the shin that she hadn't even seen coming. They were friggin' heels?! Sure, she was in steel-toed boots, but at least they had some balance to them. Probably more comfortable than those things too.

"You're the one making all the fuss."

She brought her hands up, not even clenched in fists. They were completely relaxed, in fact, her whole body looked limp. If she were Jackie Chan, there'd be reason to fear the Drunken Fist. But she was Kanika, which meant she was just being optimal for twitch reflexes. Relaxation was equal to speed. The first attack was coming in, and Kanika sawyed back a little, dodging a feint attack. Wasted energy. But she knew what a feint meant in combat, a follow up. So her right arm lashed forward, point A direct non-stop service to the woman's right shoulder, her knuckles colliding with the ball of the shoulder joint while she was still coming up with the punch. The punch wouldn't be too damaging unless the woman had a bad shoulder. But, it would definitely shove the shoulder into a different place, fubar-ing the trajectory of the uppercut. So much so that it wasn't a threat.

And just like that, Kanika was back on the defensive. This was her fight. Because the others were already moving out of the harm zone, and there was only so much time before emergency services showed. The woman's objective was to beat shit up. Her own objective was to keep from getting mauled. She had the easier objective.

[Kate]

The strike to her shoulder? That did nothing. The girl was weaker, the girl was slower, the girl was just... yeah, this was going to be rather sad, wasn't it? Kate kept on grinning and her left arm launched out. They were still close, so this should be easy. Her left arm gripped the girl's right knee and pulled up. Pulled her off balance and closer.

If she fell, then Kate would jump on her, pin her to the ground and start punching; straight to the face, and with everything Kate had. If the girl didn't fall, then Kate would pull her knee to her hip and launch a fist toward her ribs. Should she block? Well, Kate was going full force, so something was about to be hurt.

((OOC: Sorry for the shortness, the internet ate my first go. :/ ))

[Kanika Stryker]

Just remember the fundamentals, andssshit! The calm was disrupted a little as Kanika found her leg getting pulled up. Her open leg hopped once to keep balance before rebounding into a full leap, as she found herself using the other woman's grab as an excuse to get her body airborne.

She'd never been taught to fight like this. It was... Improvised. Instinctive even. But it was far off her fundamental fighting style. Still, despite the lack of efficiency, she was powering through. She swung her left knee for the woman's face, specifically her right cheekbone, still aiming to at least follow the centerline concept. And when that finished, her knee would be clear up to her chest. Then her foot would drop down, using the girl's face as the next platform to push out and away from the woman.

[Kate]

The girl dodged her attacks somehow. Kate was going to make a point to get a hit in. She surged upward. Flying into the air by using Kate's hold on her knee. The left knee hit...but did nothing. This girl was weak. Weaker than weak, it was pretty much laughable. Then the girl tried to use her face as a platform to jump off of.

Ha. Hell no bitch.

Kate's other arm shot up and grabbed her foot tightly. Kate was faster, so this was way easy. And Kate was stronger, so the next part was too. If the girl got out of this one, she'd be the next great escape artist. Why? Because Kate had one hand on her right knee, and the other on her left foot. She held both tightly, and swung the chick straight into the ground face first.

And then Kate wouldn't let go. As the girl was laying on the floor (if it happened) then Kate would let go of the knee and concentrate on the foot she had. Flipping around and sitting on her shoulder blades pinning the girl to the street. She twisted her leg toward Kate, bending it far. If she struggled, it just might break because Kate's grip was iron.

"Say Uncle!"

[Kanika Stryker]

"Tch..." Kanika growled a little to herself as her foot was caught. Both legs were in possession of the offender. But that meant both her arms were occupied. Feeling the tug, she bent her waist as if she were doing a backflip, but instead of her legs folding into her chest, her chest came forward to meet her knees. She was still being thrown, but her arms latched onto the woman's neck into a headlock. Which meant that they were both going down. The woman's strength would be used against her.

If all falling went as planned under this new state, she'd fall on her back, which would hurt. But the woman would fall on her head as Kanika would drive it into the ground.

(Shit, sorry for it being a small post. Lacking brain-juice)

[Kate]

The other girl somehow reached out and grabbed onto Kate's neck. She had learned this the first time around right? Kate was stronger, she could break her grasp easy. They both went down, and the blonde was on top. She quickly sat on the girl's stomach after breaking her grasp on her neck. Her knees moved and harshly pinned down her arms.

"Now then, when you're done hurting... say Uncle."

Kate wouldn't take it TOO far. Her knuckles cracked as fists formed, and Kate began to wail on the girl's face. Right, left, right, left. Cheek, nose, eyes, lips, smacking whatever came close. And unless this girl was tougher than she seemed, it was gunna hurt like a bitch. Kate liked the thought of that.

[Kanika Stryker]

Kanika saw the attacks coming clearly, the typical wrestler serial punching to the face. And her arms were disabled by a pair of thick knees. Then again, she barely qualified as a twig, so even normal sized legs were thick in comparison to hers. But the issue now wasn't leg size, it was fist to the face time. And Kanika didn't want any of it. Especially since she just realized she still had her glasses on. Glass + Punch + Face = Oh fuck. So she did the first thing that came to mind, and turned away. First shot to the face landed solidly on her cheekbone, crushing the side of her glasses frames into her, cutting into her face a little. The impact hurt more than the cut, honestly.

Another to the face, one of the lenses popped out. Repairs would cost way more than she cared for.

She needed something, anything to help her out at this point. It felt like there were police sirens in her head, faint, but wailing enough for her to catch. Police or ambulance? She couldn't tell the difference, really. But she shook them from her mind, metaphorically, since her face was being pelted. And though her arms were screwed over, she had her legs. She played soccer. She knew how to kick shit. Her right leg came up, toe directly to the back of the skull, right where the spine met. Really, she was just grasping at damage and disorientation before her face got smashed too badly.

[Kate]

Kate wailed on the girl, fist into face style. It felt good, her fist meeting the flesh. Kate loved to wail on people. It was this sudden rush in her blood that gave her a high. Kate only felt this good in a couple different moments, mostly fighting and sex. This being the former rather than the latter.

Then Kate got hit. The girl was weak, and so it didn't hurt as much as it could have or should have. But it was at a spot that could rattle the brain. Kate's eyes shot fully open and she grunted from the sudden hit. The girl's hand snapped back and caught that leg before it came down. She hadn't really liked that too much.

Her other hand went straight back to hitting Kanika in the face as hard as she good. The girl hadn't said uncle yet, and hadn't passed out. One needed to happen for Kate to stop. She was a bit dizzy from the blow at the back of her head, but now she was ready for blows from behind. Trying to keep an eye on how the girl under her's body moved.

[Kanika Stryker]

One more smash to the face. She felt warmth on her cheeks, something that kind of tickled her ear. A slight breeze kicked in, and it suddenly felt a bit colder. Liquid. There was red on the girl's fist. Must have been blood. She wasn't feeling it anymore. Just the ringing in her head. Just the trickle of blood. The pressure against her chest. Arm wrapped around her leg. That fist was just so damn slow. So was the bird flying overhead. There was plenty of time to think now.

I think I have a better chance of getting beat up outside of school. Compared to the streets, PHS 42 seems to be a joke. But... All the violence on the streets I've seen... I've seen the same people in the school. The pillars take care of the school... But who takes care of the streets? Where are the police? Weren't they supposed to be coming?




Black.

[Kate]

The girl's body went limp. Kate stopped the moment she felt the tension in her body. Her fist had blood on it... and there was a cut on the girl's face. With the proper medical care, there wouldn't be a scar. Kate got up, even as the other people around her were shocked and screaming. The blonde had to pause and think... because this girl, the way she moved... Kate had a feeling that she could use this girl... if she got stronger.

A grin appeared on those full lips. Kate leaned over and picked the other girl up. Chucked her over her shoulder and began carrying her off. The boys would pick up her car. The pale girl would be heading to the hospital with her little "prize". She made her pace quick so the girl wouldn't bleed too much or what not. Things were in motion, a bigger plot afoot.