Punching People (Sara, Spectators... Interveners?)

[Adrian]

((Yeah, sure, don't let me limit your creative freedom. Feel like coming with a dump truck and wrecking shop? That's cool.))

And another one bites the dust.

Adrian smirked as another student ran toward him, only to get cold-cocked by a hard right haymaker. He didn't know how the students of this new school were so weak. Maybe he 'accidentally' walked in on the new school's 'special needs' department. Maybe not. Either way, these guys weren't putting up much of a fight. It didn't matter. Adrian wasn't here to challenge himself. He was strengthening the power of his name.

He had been held up in the transfer process, moreso on his parents' end of things. They wanted to procure the perfect place, and send him off with everything he needed and/or wanted, and as such, was finally shuffled in about a week later from the other big-name players from 259. As such, he was not surprised to see that they had already cemented their places within the new school's hierarchy. That would only make it harder for him to make himself known throughout the halls, but it was by no means impossible.

And he'd start by cracking as many skulls as possible within a single day.

Another student came up, blocked a few punches, but was eventually subdued and broken by a rapid-fire fist assault.

"Man. You guys are boring. I've had speedbags that fought back harder than this."

There was a pause. No one else in the area was immediately willing to take him on. So, Adrian Hanlon awaited a new challenger.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara stood in the crowd of people, watching what was happening with an interested look on her face. She smiled, a little giggle escaping her lips as she watched another student get knocked out. She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she was finding this extremely amusing for some reason. It was cruel and stupid, and yet... She admired him. He was obviously strong, and was taking out student one after another like they were flies. But she also knew these students were weak. Now Sara wasn't one of the strongest people in the school, but she was stronger then who he was fighting now. And she was faster then him. She watched each of his attacks, trying to decide if she wanted to give this a try. He probably wouldn't take her seriously though, small little thing like her? God, she hated being short.

Sara watched another one put up a fight and eventually go down. Well, no harm in trying was there. As much as she hated losing, there was really nothing better to do, and she might just stand a chance against him.

"Man. You guys are boring. I've had speedbags that fought back harder than this."

Sara stepped forward, pushing past the people and slowly stepped into his line of sight. She took him in, her gaze meeting his then passing down his body. He looked like... such a nice boy~ One of those preppy perfect kids. She knew the type, considering she was one of them. But unlike him, she preferred not to flaunt it, to hide that fact. She also knew exactly what to say.

"Hey... I'll take you." She let out a sarcastic girlish giggle. "Hey wait~! Didn't I see you coming out of the Walmart the other day after the sale~!" Her tone was mocking, condescending. She took another step towards him, showing him that she wasn't afraid. She was confident today, cocky. She could feel the excitement building. He wasn't getting out of this now. If he tried to walk away, she would attack. She was going to get her fight no matter what.

[Adrian]

Suddenly, a girl appeared from the gathering crowd. She spoke up, issuing forth what began as a simple challenge, but would end on a suicidal note, at least in Adrian's eyes.

Speaking of his eyes, Adrian's head would turn to face the challenger, and at the mention of a Wal*Mart sale, the boy's eyes would flash. Adrian did any and all shopping at only the highest-end grocery stores, and ordered all his clothes direct from Italy, and if he HAD to go into a retail store, it was never anything less than a designer-specific store or Neimann Marcus. In other words... putting him in the same sentence as a Wal*Mart was one of the greater insults to his character.

"You," Adrian said, pointing a finger at her. She was a girl, and a little one, at that. Adrian, however, wasn't stupid. A girl wouldn't just walk up and issue a challenge without SOME means of backing it up. So, he'd stay cautious, but he would accept the challenge. "You want to fight me? Then get over here so I can smack those words right back into your mouth, whelp."

[Sara Quinn]

Sara watched, a wicked smile on her face as he turned to face her. He had taken the bait. She had known he would. The greatest offense to someone like him, was that he might be caught dead doing something that didn't involve big bucks. And it was for that reason that she had pushed herself away from her family, choosing to live with an uncle who was never home. She no longer had to associate with people like that, which she despised. No longer had to lower herself to wearing certain clothes, acting a certain way, limiting herself in what she could say and do. In many ways... She pitied him. And it showed in the way she now looked at him. She hoped he noticed.

"You want to fight me? Then get over here so I can smack those words right back into your mouth, whelp."

He pointed to her and she wanted to laugh at him. Who the hell did this guy think he was? The king of turd mountain? She dropped her stance, cocking her hip, turning her head from him. She wasn't going to him, she would have to make him come to her. "Right, like I'm going to go anywhere near someone as 'common' as you? Really, I'm wondering if you're even worth my time." She turned to the side so she could still see him, and glanced out at the crowd. She held herself tall and straight, confidence and the sense that she was far better then him pouring out of every pore on her body. This wasn't an act. She really looked down on people like him.

[Adrian]

The girl adopted a casual stance, and shifted her tone dramatically. Suddenly she was self-aware, confident, and, believe it or not, attempting to look down on Adrian himself. She beckoned him to come to her, attempting to really open the floodgates on the commoner jokes. At this point, Adrian could only raise an eyebrow in disdain as he regarded the girl. A smirk came to his lips, followed shortly thereafter by a derisive snort of a laugh. The snort turned into a full-on laugh for a short moment, punctuated by Adrian lowering his head a moment and shaking it, really letting on just how far above this new challenger he considered himself to be.

Sara may have been on to something by trying to show her dominance verbally and mentally over Adrian, but there were few people alive who could honestly stand up to the young Hanlon's level of arrogance. Put simply, Sara could have honestly and completely looked down on Adrian and people like him; however, it could never even come close to the way Adrian looked down on everyone else. In a match of arrogance, there would likely be only one winner.

"Cute. You said you wanted to fight, girlie. So don't just stand there. You're only making yourself look bad like that."

Adrian quipped back with rapid speed, and the crowd took to it. Everyone in attendance was realizing exactly what was happening, or at the very least, what it looked like. Here was this girl, who came in acting tough and challenging Adrian to a fight, but then immediately changed gears and wanted him to come to her. She could try to hide it by continuing to act tough; however, the crowd started to grumble. They certainly didn't know if they liked this Adrian guy or not; even so, if there was one thing they liked less, it was someone who put out a challenge and wouldn't act on it. Several dark gazes were cast upon Sara, very quickly singling her out from one of the crowd, even as she had already stepped out from it.

She would likely have to act soon to keep them from shoving her towards him after all, unless she had a convincing reason otherwise. Meanwhile, Adrian, fully aware of the effect of his words, looked out across the crowd, before turning his gaze back towards the girl and shrugging almost nonchalantly.

"What'll it be? Are you going to fight, or are you just talk?"

[Sara Quinn]

"Cute. You said you wanted to fight, girlie. So don't just stand there. You're only making yourself look bad like that."

She turned her head to look at him as he started to laugh. Ass... She was going to kick his ass. She hated people like him. No matter what you did, no matter what you said, they always thought they were better then you. Well she would put him in his place. She realized that the crowd of people were shifting their gazes to her, many of the dark, and annoyed. She either needed to attack, or come up with damn good thing to say to him to get him to come at her. She watched him stare out to the crowd as though seeing the effects of his words. He knew damn well what he had done, and she knew it was in an attempt to provoke her. Her gaze fell back to her.

"What'll it be? Are you going to fight, or are you just talk?"

She could feel the crowds eyes on her as she debated. And yet she didn't drop her cocky stance, and smiled at him, her eyes twinkling with excitement. Oh what to do... what to do...~ She turned her body to face him, taking a few steps towards him. "I'm here to fight, but I should have known better then to think you had enough balls to attack me..." Her voice sounded a little hurt at this and she dropped the smile. "But I guess since your such a pussy... I'll go first then..."

She sped at him, closing the distance between then quickly. When she was close enough, she dropped to her right knee, right hand on the ground and used her left leg to sweep in front of her, tripping him to the ground. Whether he dodged or not, she would finish the sweep, turning her body so that her back was to him, as she supported herself on her right knee, her left leg resting on the ground.

She brought her right arm up, bending it, and threw it behind her, pushing her body back, aiming to hit him with her elbow. If her sweep had worked, he would be falling back, and she would aim the elbow slightly upwards, making it hit him in his side or lower back as he fell. If he had dodged, the elbow would be the second attack, aiming simply to hit him where ever it fell. And then she would drop and roll away before he could attack her open back. Complicated, yes. But when executed properly, the timing right, it was quick and effective~

[Adrian]

Adrian smirked at her response, and chewed on his gum loudly. The ploy had worked, he could see the look on her face, and the looks on the faces in the crowd. She would have to move forward now. To Adrian, this was inconsequential. He was just as comfortable starting a fight as he was not. He just took her reluctance to do so as a possible weakness, and decided to exploit it. She spoke again, attempting to keep up her bad-ass act, but it was starting to falter somewhat. Finally, she opted to attack, and ran towards the young boxer.

Adrian clamped his jaw shut, locking the gum between two teeth. It wouldn't do to have his jaw broken because he was too busy chewing gum as he got punched, even by a girl. As she sprinted forward, Adrian adopted a classic boxing stance, ready for, hopefully, anything the girl would throw at him. She came into range and dropped to a knee. As she did so, Adrian took a step back, looking to put some distance between him and her. He wasn't sure what would come next, but he felt he wanted to be farther away so it wouldn't connect. Thus, when the left foot came around in a sweep kick, he wasn't out of range fully, but all he had to do was lift his leading right leg and the sweep passed harmlessly underfoot. As she fully extended the sweep, turning around to do so, Adrian stepped forth again, taking one step forward with his left leg and bringing his left fist down.

The downward-aimed punch would come as the girl pushed herself back, and Adrian would correct his trajectory slightly to ensure he would bop her a good one right on top of her head. The elbow, then would not land, as he had stepped into her back. With a full, straight posture, knees bent slightly, the girl would have thrown her back directly into his knees, causing him to stumble somewhat, but at the cost of her, essentially, getting kneed in the back twice from him simply standing there.

Adrian would attempt to regain his balance and step back and to the left, putting distance between the two again and await another move. This would take a moment, however, and the girl, if she could, had an opportunity to make another move.

[Damien Kross, Jester]

"What it is fuckheads?!"

I stood a good forty feet away, my mouth curved into a slight grin. Was this what I thought it was? Violent behavior in MY school grounds? Naw, couldn't be... No one would possibly that THAT dumb.

I think they ARE that dumb Damien... But on top of that, what's with this new 'high-and-mighty' attitude of yours? You've quite... aggrevating.

I'm a Pillar now Jester. I must speak and act as such.

No Pillars I've seen say 'what it is fuckheads' to students.

Well, I've never been a Pillar before, now have I?

Donning my black sportcoat, white button-up undershirt, slacks, and dress shoes, I appeared as though I were off to a formal gathering, but indeed, this was just another day at school for me.

"Fighting is against the rules, yadda yadda yadda, stop or else." I said, with a bored, entertained tone. "You all know the drill. Incase you don't know me yet, Damien Kross, Pillar."

I gave no bow, no greeting gesture... These two made a pretty nice day get irritating. I hoped I wouldn't have to give out any harsh justice, since fighting wasn't really my thing. But, I guess with my new position, it would have to become my thing...

[Sara Quinn]

Things didn't go as well as Sara had planned. He had dodged her leg sweep by putting distance between them and then, she guessed he simply lifted his foot. Ass... She threw the elbow back at him with more force to make up for the fact that he had moved and dodged her trip. But it didn't connect with anything, instead meeting only air as he stepped forward against her back. Her back smashed into his two legs, and her head turned to try to look at him. As she turned her head upwards his fist hit her on the top of her head, the angle off slightly, so it skimmed downwards. A larger area of pain, but not so concentrated as it would have been. She had to be thankful for small mercies, considering her whole attack had gone wrong, not landing a single one of her hits and instead taking a few from him. That had sucked.

She heard him take a step back putting distance between the two of them, and she quickly, albeit clumsily, gained her feet to prepare to attack again. That had sucked. He was quick, and strong, and had managed to get in a few good hits. She stretched her back as she considered him. She still had a chance though, she just needed to step it up some more. She glared at him, trying to decide what to do next. She really wanted him to attack her.

"What it is fuckheads?!"

Sara paused, but didn't turn her head. She wasn't going to take her eyes from this guy. He seemed like the cheap type who would attack at her open back. Frankly, she didn't care who was behind them, yelling. It made no difference, and they needed to back off and stay out of it. She turned her thoughts back to how to approach this. Either way, he was probably just as distracted by that little outburst as she had been.

"Fighting is against the rules, yadda yadda yadda, stop or else. You all know the drill. Incase you don't know me yet, Damien Kross, Pillar."

She paused again. A pillar. Well that was interesting. She considered, feeling the anger swell up further in her, and unidentifiable anxiety pulsing through her body, her muscles twitching as they fought to go against the order. Poor Sara had a simple case of ODD. And like anyone with ODD, she was pretty much unable to stop herself from being as defiant as possible. In Sara's case, the problem was that she was pretty much unable to take direction from anyone in a position of power above her. And now, here she was, a damn PILLAR disrupting her fight. Oh, what to do~ The simple fact that there was a pillar there gave her an answer.

Sara kept her eyes on the guy in front of her, and called out loudly enough that Mr. Kross would hear her. "Stay the hell out of, mind your own damn business... friggin' pillar..."

She ran at the guy again, closing the distance between them in a matter of seconds. She drew her right arm back, locking her muscles in place and holding her arm there, fist out at her side at waist level. She moved slightly to her left, running at him, her hand clenched, aiming for his abdomen. She would keep moving, instead of throwing her fist out to meet him, she would move past him, slamming her fist into him, using the force and momentum of her moving body to strengthen her attack. At the last second she opened her fist, tightening and locking her fingers, her hands now clawed as she tried to drive her clawed fingers into him.

If she managed to hit him, she would be in the perfect position. She would spin her body to the left, her chest now pressing against his back, as her right hand pushed into his right side. She would press against his back, reaching up with her left hand, fisting her hand in his hair and pull his head back as hard as she could.

[Adrian]

As Adrian backed away, waiting for another assault, it would seem, for a moment, that the fight would be interrupted. A man who introduced himself as a Pillar entered the scene, introducing himself and explaining his intentions - that they would stop the fight. The girl, however, seemed more than just irritated by this fact. She called out a few obscenities, and in the blink of an eye, turned and sprinted at Adrian once more.

Guess she's in this for good.

She ran at him, and Adrian hadn't the time to worry about the Pillar now. She cocked her right fist back as if she were going to punch, and continued to sprint forward. Adrian held his boxing stance once more, expecting the girl to come in and punch him. However, once she entered a close enough space, it became apparent that wasn't the case. Adrian's eyebrows rose suddenly in shock and frustration, and he reacted. He stepped as quickly as he could to the left, and lowered his own right hand down to the level of the girl's. He turned his upper body to the right somewhat before torquing back around quickly, punching in a hook-like pattern towards the pit of the girl's elbow. Adrian's taller stature ensured that his arms were longer, and his fist would reach his target before hers would his. Furthermore, with the girl charging at him full speed, the force of his punch would be amplified. It was, in many ways, a similar tactic to the one he used on Mathew Amtrum that wound up dislocating the Earth Dragon's knee in a previous fight.

If successful, Adrian would once again take a step away from the girl, awaiting either her reaction, or interference from the Jester.

[Damien Kross, Jester]

OoOoOo, I like her... She has spunk.

Her actions were most... interesting. Here she was, approached by a Pillar, told to stop under the laws of the school, and instead, she resumed her fight. Perhaps she had no idea what to expect... simply lost in a blind rage, her only instinct being to finish the fight as a victor... But, of course, she would realize that this would result in her being subdued immediatly after. I guess consequences were of no concern to the girl.

"Fine!" I yelled to the two of them, leaning myself against a wall with relaxed posture. "I take winner, then take you both to detention." I said it cockily, making sure they knew for a fact, that their current course of action would land them both in detention. Even if they decided to fight me, the two of them would be unable to stand up to me... So, what not let them play their games?

You're sounding more and more like me everyday.

A frightening thought.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara got close and was about to attack when he stepped back. It made no difference to her though, she continued forward. Until he dropped his arm, his right side coming forward towards her. Shit... Tch... She tried to break out of the attack, but her momentum kept her moving. She would have to adjust the attack, completely forfeiting the first part of it. But it would save her arm. She twisted her body earlier then she had planned to, more throwing the left side of her body forward then turning it. Her right arm straightened as her bodies direction changed and she threw it to the side, avoiding his arm.

She could still work this though, but she needed to act quickly. Her feet danced under her until she was completely turned around, facing his back, and slightly behind him. Her left arm reached out, still grabbing for his hair like originally planned. If she was successful, she could still use her momentum to her advantage. She would reach out and fist her hand in his hair, pulling, using it like an anchor to stop herself for moving further back. His head would be pulled back and she would throw her right knee up into his back as his upper body was pulled downwards by the force of her pull. If she was unsuccessful, no problem, she would only be thrown further behind him, until her body finally came to a stop, the momentum finally having died off.

She heard the pillar yell something about detention. Pfft. Like that meant anything to her. She called out to him, no matter what her position was now, it made no difference. He was still interfering in her fight. "Blow me! Ill take you down like I'm going to do to him!"

[Adrian]

When the girl threw herself off to the side to avoid the attack, Adrian was impressed at her speed and ability to almost completely change course. He knew he didn't have that kind of ability, which is why he almost always stayed rooted to the spot when he fought. Let his opponent dance circles around him. Turning was easy enough, and he wouldn't be the one who tired out first this way.

Speaking of turning, that's exactly what Adrian would do. The girl would require a bit of work to move around, and such, as soon as Adrian saw she would be passing by him, was turning himself to move with her. However, due to his own punch, moving to constantly face her would be counter-intuitive. Thus, Adrian continued to turn to his left, using the momentum of his punch to help drive him.

He stepped forward with his right foot as she passed, looking to put distance between the two of them. He leaned forward, crooking his head behind his hooking arm for protection. Using his now-planted right foot as an anchor, Adrian would pivot backwards, stepping his left foot around and turning his body until he would be facing the girl once more. Her hand would at this point be reaching for where his hair used to be, but was now where his face resided. His left hand would come up, riding the last bit of drive from the pivot, and swat the hand away with his forearm, knocking the girl's left hand across her body.

Adrian, then, would step forward again, throwing a low right hook towards the girl's ribcage. With her left arm knocked across her body, it would be difficult to block, but still possible to dodge if she was quick enough.

For all his intentions, Adrian ignored the Jester for the most part. As far as he could see, with Sara egging the Pillar on and refusing to stop, he could easily claim self-defense and get off easier.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara was surprised, as she turned her body, to see that he turned with her, but to his left. He was using the momentum of his attack to turn himself to face her. Smart. But again, nothing she couldn't handle. She was starting to have a lot of fun with this. She couldn't remember the last time she had been in a fight quite like this one before. It was exciting. She smiled wickedly. She didn't plan on losing.

She was unable to stop her hand from going up, and because he was turning, she abandoned her grab at his hair. His arm raised, knocking into her arm and smacking it to the side. She let him knock her arm off course, thinking she could use it to her advantage. As her left arm was thrown across her chest, she used the momentum of her arm moving to throw her upper body downwards with it, throwing her left leg upwards.

Her goal was to kick his upper body somewhere. Anywhere. She would be off balance as her body was still moving back, but all she wanted was one kick to land. But as her leg moved upwards towards him, he took a step forward. Shit... Again, she abandoned her attack, pushing her leg to move faster so she could get back from him. Her leg would in turn smack into his arm, disrupting his punch to her, but knock her further off balance.

Her left foot would hit the ground and she would move quickly, trying to put distance between them. Her foot landed, her body turned away from him, the left side of her back to him, hunched over from her kick, and off balance. She took off, stumbling away from him.

Sara really was off-balance, but she exaggerated this as she moved away from him. She emphasized her body being off balance and her open back to him in an attempt to get him to make an attack, to come at her this time. Hopefully, he would see her back to him as an opening and attack. There was no reason he wouldn't.

[Adrian]

The attack and the counter-attack collided, causing Sara to over-shoot her landing and lose her balance. She began to stumble forward, away from Adrian.

As she did, Adrian would follow, stalking behind her and keeping light on his feet. Surely, the idea of a surprise attack didn't even occur to him at the moment, with the girl on the retreat, Adrian believed he was soon to be winning this fight. Unfortunately, the girl's bent stance gave the boxer little to work with. A kick or a sweep would work perfectly; however, the thought of using his feet in a fight never even occurred to born and bred boxer. He came in at an angle, coming up to her side as he loped away, and swinging his left hand in a lunging hook punch to her open ribs, yes, yet again. At this point, this was the only open spot available to him.

Even so, his right hand would remain in a boxing stance, covering his chest and face, just in case the girl had something up her sleeve. The best boxers knew to always be cautious.