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Post by Sara Quinn on Mar 10, 2009 14:58:24 GMT -5
The pillar back flipped over Sara's sweeping leg. She had an 'oh crap' moment when she realized that he was going to land behind her, at her unprotected back. She tried to turn but knew she wouldn't make it. That was when she saw the blond collide with the Pillar. The pillar landed not far off on his back. Sara finished turning, crouching, preparing to attack as the blond guy moved in again. It looked like he was going to throw punches. She didn't wait to see what happened, but pushed herself into a crouching position on the balls of her feet and pushed off.
She really hoped the blond was smart enough to back off soon so she could get her attack in. She kept to edges of them, making her way around so that she was to the left of the pillar. If the blond was taking the right, then it was only logical she should take the left. But of course the pillar would expect that, which was why she needed to move quickly. She didn't pause as the first punch collided, but she felt a pang of... what? Fear? Anxiety? Guilt? Pity? As the pillar foot shot upwards towards the blond face.
She shot forward towards the two. This time, she was going for severe damage. She would most likely get hurt in this, but if she was quick enough, and she seemed to only be slightly slower then the pillar, she should be fine, considering he was currently occupied. She threw herself into the fray. Her aim? To grab onto his outstretched leg, wrapping her hands around it. She hoped in some way this would minimize the damage done to the blond, but her main concern was to put all her weight into bringing the leg back down, her hands wrapped either around his ankle, or calf, and then shift her weight to his knee cap. She would push downwards on the knee and keep a from hold on the ankle, pulling upwards with her hand, breaking his leg at the cap.
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Post by Damien Kross, Jester on Mar 10, 2009 15:06:18 GMT -5
As if.
Correct you are Damien.
As the kick against Richy collided, a heavy weight would soon be approaching- a weight which I had my eyes on. As she grappled with my leg, my left leg, currently doing nothing, would be driven powerfully into her stomach, while resisting her hold with my right. From her angle and position- not the mention the twang of pain in my knee- this bitch was trying to break my kneecap.
Now, here is where I draw the goddamn line.. It's one thing to try and fight a Pillar... But to try and put him out of duty? This bitch was going to the hospital.
I wouldn't stop with one kick- as long as she chose to remain on my leg, my foot would continue to be thrust over and over into her stomach and side, until she could take no more. My leg was doing quite fine, meaning if she caught on, she would need a new tactic.
My arms were at the ready to retaliate if Adrian decided to do something, but with the kick I delivered, I debated whether or not he was down for the count- especially considering these two were worn down from each other.
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Adrian
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Post by Adrian on Mar 10, 2009 15:26:24 GMT -5
The kick came up with a hard thunk to his head, and Adrian fell backwards, off of Jester, if only for the moment. He was already on his knees, so the fall to his butt was a short one. His hand came up to his head, gritting his teeth in pain.
If I had a trust fund for every time I've been kicked in the head since I came to these damn schools...
Adrian saw Sara move for the Jester, attempting to put him out of commission. Now, Adrian had enough respect for the establishment that he wasn't sure just how he felt about that; however, right now, in the middle of a fight, was no time to be worrying about politics.
Adrian looked at Jester, who seemed to have a handle on things, even if he was on his back in a two on one match. Adrian got to his feet and leapt over the Jester, hoping to do it quickly enough so that he couldn't react fast enough to stop him, and landed on his other side. Here, Adrian would return the favor that Sara had just given him, by grabbing the Pillar's left kicking leg in both hands at the ankle. Unlike Sara, he wouldn't try to break it. He was just holding it back as best he could so that Sara wouldn't be broken under the the barrage of any more kicks than the one he had already thrown her way.
"Maybe it's time to work out a negotiation, Mr. Kross?"
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Post by Damien Kross, Jester on Mar 10, 2009 15:32:25 GMT -5
Richy would take hold of my left leg, restraining it with what strength he had left... I didn't want to break it to him that I could easily get out... but at his mention of negotiation, I smiled.
Negotiation, huh? Jester, you're not much of a person for negotation, are you?
Not at all.
Well, I am!
Wait, what are you doing? OH GOD DAMN YOU.
Sorry, my turn.
Now, back in control of my own body, I let myself relax and put my hands behind my head as if I were on the beach.
"Excuse me, I do my job as a Pillar and tell you to stop, and instead you attack ME. If anything, it should be you two begging for a way to get out of this." I smiled. "Let me break something to you. I have the interesting ability to bend sound waves... Class gets out in about a minute... If you do not release me so we can talk, then every sound wave carrying the piercing sound of an alarm will be shoved into your eardrums." I giggled. "Negotiations I can deal with. Just get off me."
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Post by Sara Quinn on Mar 10, 2009 23:33:15 GMT -5
As Sara made her attempt to break his leg, her stomach exploded in pain. She figured he must have kicked her. That had hurt her. A lot. But she had figured that she was going to take quite a bit of damage from this attack before she had made her move. She ignored the first and continued to try. This guy... This pillar... For no reason other then the fact that he was an authority figure, made her sick to her stomach. She couldn't even believe she was so close to him. She couldn't control her urge to disable him, to put him out of commission.
Her stomach exploded in another spasm of pain. And another. Her face was contorted in pain and she squeezed her eyes closed. At this point, she realized that this wasn't working. This wasn't worth it. She was having trouble keeping a hold of his leg with the pain in her abdomen. If she kept this up, another couple kicks, and she would be seriously injured. She needed to get away. She expected another kick this time but it never came. She forced her eyes open to see the blond holding onto the pillars ankle, stopping him from kicking her. She let go of his leg quickly and gently rolled away from him, her hand moving to clutch her stomach. As much as she hated to show this injury, she had taken quite a beating from it.
"Maybe it's time to work out a negotiation, Mr. Kross?"
Wait what?! A negotiation?! With him!? She pushed herself into a sitting position, her face hardening against the pain. She watched the pillar lay back and relax. What the hell was wrong with him? And then he began to lecture them. And then he threatened them. With a very real threat.
"Negotiations I can deal with. Just get off me."
She didn't bother to stand up or attack. His threat was real, she instinctively knew that. But she hadn't agreed to this. "Who the hell said I was open to negotiation?!"
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Adrian
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Post by Adrian on Mar 11, 2009 0:11:24 GMT -5
Adrian looked at the girl, who not only had rolled away from him, losing them the only leverage they had in that both of his legs were only a word away from being broken, sound manipulation Qi or not, but decided to rail against these supposed negotiations. His eyes narrowed noticably. Adrian was a businessman at heart, and as such, he knew when to hold 'em and when to fold 'em, when he had the cards to play a hand, when he could bluff and when he couldn't. Before she moved away, Adrian had that ace in the hole. Now, however, all he had was a leg in his hands, and another one that could kick the crap out of him at any time primed and ready.
"Hey," Adrian said directly to the Jester. "I'll walk away right now and you can blast her eardrums to hell, for all I care."
Adrian shrugged, and loosened his grip on the leg. It wasn't enough to fully let go, but enough leeway to let the Pillar know that Adrian was talking business, and was quite serious about his offer. Sara wouldn't be happy, but Adrian couldn't give a shit. He didn't even know the girl.
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Post by Damien Kross, Jester on Mar 11, 2009 14:29:33 GMT -5
"Well, there's one smart person." I said to Adrian. "Your punishments will be minimal, if even existant." I said, rewarding his willingness to negotiate and his acts of following through with said plans.
Now, I turned my head to Quinn.
"Your grip is weak, my knee feels fine, I have a free leg, and in about thirty seconds, you'll be on the ground in the fetal position covering your ears." I smiled a wicked grin. "Unhand my leg, now." These words carried a far harsher tone than anything muttered thus far, my hope being that this girl would realize she couldn't possibly win. I was a Pillar- I was one of the strongest students at this school... She was nothing.
She needed only to admit it.
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Post by Sara Quinn on Mar 11, 2009 14:51:37 GMT -5
"Hey...I'll walk away right now and you can blast her eardrums to hell, for all I care."
Sara let out a growl of frustration and hung her head. She should have known. Dammit... He so just sold her out. Well could she blame him? Yes... and no. She had brought this on herself, and no, she didn't want him to be punished for what she had done. But damn! You don't just let the girl get killed!!
She didn't know what to do. She couldn't get away, there was no way she would be far enough away, especially considering she nothing about his Qi... Which sucked. Her first time ever seeing a Qi and it was probably going to explode her brain. Perfect. She tried to block the two of them out as the blonde was let off the hook. Then the pillar spoke to her and she raised her eyes to his, her head still bowed.
She wanted to punch him for insulting her like that. She hadn't been killed right off the bat, and she considered that to be a small accomplishment all of its own. But he didn't tell her what he wanted her to do. She really only had three option. Fight... and lose. Run... and still lose, and most likely lose face as well. Or comply. But she didn't know what he wanted.
Well... she wouldn't know unless she asked. And ohhhh.... It killed her a little inside. "What the hell do you want then?" Her gaze dropped, her face reddening. She felt sick to her stomach.
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Post by Damien Kross, Jester on Mar 11, 2009 15:01:11 GMT -5
With a satisfied smile, I stood, brushing myself off. I straightened out my suit, flexed my legs, and sighed, placing my hands on my hips. What to do... What to do...
Kill them.
What the fuck? No.
Damn, that never works.
"You-" I pointed to Adrian. "You're off the hook. Your offer to negotiate and appreciate authority is refreshing. You may leave whenever you want." I smiled, then turned my heard to Sara. Oh... What to do with you....?
"Now you... Let's see... You formulated the idea of attacking me, refused to back down, and generally came off as a very unkind person." I put on a fatherly voice for the last portion. "What kind of punishment do you think you deserve?" I asked, letting her pick her poison.
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Post by Adrian on Mar 11, 2009 15:32:16 GMT -5
Huh.
And so Adrian was let off the hook. Successful negotiation is successful?
The boy nodded to the Pillar. "Thanks, Jester. I'll remember this." And with that, he began to walk off. However, before he left, he would turn to Sara, looking at her from behind Jester's back. He wouldn't be able to see him, but she certainly would, and no doubt would not be pleased by his reaction.
Adrian would merely shrug, a bit over-exaggeratedly, and smirk before walking off, down the hall.
Today was a successful day. He had managed to punch the lights out of multiple pathetic students, get into a fight, AND walk away mostly unscathed and free from punishment. He'd have to do this again sometime.
--Exit Adrian--
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Post by Sara Quinn on Mar 11, 2009 16:30:53 GMT -5
She watched him stand, mentally cursing herself for getting into this situation. She continued to sit, even though it made her feel like a child being scolded. She just didn't have the energy to stand right now, and she was hurting, she deserved to sit! Dammit! This was... disgusting! Who the hell did he think he was!? She dropped her eyes again as the pillar let the blonde go. God, this was humiliating. Her pride was taking a bigger beating then her body had. She wanted to curl up and die, but even if the chance presented itself, she wouldn't take it, because that would be admitting defeat. And she wouldn't do that.
And then that damn blonde shit... Her gaze fell to him as he walked away. But he stopped and gave an exaggerated shrug of his shoulders, smirking at her. Her face hardened. She was pissed now. That had been the last straw. If she ever saw him again, she was going to beat the living crap out of him.
And then he started talking to her. She was reminded again of a child being scolded. She flinched away from him as though he had struck her. Dammit, she hadn't... ok, she HAD meant to do those things, but that didn't mean he had to punish her! Common...
"What kind of punishment do you think you deserve?"
And she snapped. This wasn't happening to her. No way was she going to back down. If she was going to pay for this, she was going to pay dearly, and make it worth it. She wouldn't attack. No. There was no point in that, she would only get hurt, and do no damage to him. No, she would piss him off more, and enjoy every second of it. And she might as well go for a little shot in the meantime...
She leaned back, putting her hands on the ground behind her, smirking up at him. In a single moment, everything about her changed. She wasn't afraid of him. In fact, she welcomed his attacks. She radiated confidence as she had in the beginning. She judged the distance between them and figured it to be perfect.
"Fuck you... Being in the same hallway as you is punishment enough." And with that she pushed off her hand, setting herself on the balls of her feet and then dropping forward onto her knees. Her right fist shot upwards as she attempted to uppercut him in the balls.
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Post by Damien Kross, Jester on Mar 11, 2009 16:54:19 GMT -5
Typical bitch move... Go straight for the jewels... When will girls learn that it isn't a sneak attack anymore? We're a little more alert about a woman's urge to attack the manhood.
This girl however, did not get it... She needed to be taught a lesson. A painful one.
A spin to the left would allow me to evade her strike, and using the same momentum from the spin, I would drop and deliver a spinning elbow to the side of her head, sending it on a rash course with the wall of lockers we had been near the entire fight.
Her awkward kneeling position would leave no room for evasion, and the act of throwing an uppercut meant that her free hand was on her far side- unable to intervene.
This bitch was gonna take the elbow, and she was gonna take many more hits after it.
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Post by Sara Quinn on Mar 11, 2009 17:41:55 GMT -5
Sara threw her fist upwards, putting almost all of her strength into attacking him. She was probably going to regret this, but she was ok with that. Even if she didn't land a single hit to him, as long as she didn't back down, she was going to be proud of herself. As long as she didn't die... that would suck.
But again, he was to quick for her. He spun to the left. She had no chance to counter before something hit her in the side of her head, throwing her across the hall into the lockers. She twisted trying to reposition herself before she slammed into the lockers. Her back would hit them. It would hurt, but not as much as her head going into them. She was dazed, dropping to the ground on her ass. Her hand moved to cup the spot he had hit as she hissed air through her teeth.
She forced her eyes open, her gaze falling on him again. Shit, he was good. Really good. And it pissed her off, so much. God he made her sick. Wasn't he supposed to be one of the oh so godly pillars? Then why the hell didn't he just give her a suspension or something and let her go on her merry way? DAMMIT her head hurt... Why was he being so hard on her, it was obvious by now that she wasn't as strong as him, he could atleast not knock her head off...
She only gave herself a moment to catch her breath before she tried to push herself up, using the lockers behind her to support herself. She didn't doubt that he would attack the next moment he could. She still wasn't done. She must look like such a masochist. Most would have backed down by now. But she couldn't bring herself to. Not yet. She smirked at him.
"Ooooo... Tough guy. Smacking around a little girl. Is this how you get your rocks off? Sick fuck..." She let out a laugh. Inside, she cursed herself, she must have a death wish or something...
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Post by Damien Kross, Jester on Mar 11, 2009 22:29:17 GMT -5
The attack went just as planned, Miss Quinn slamming into the lockers with a thud. Yet still, though the battle should have been over, she stood and threw a sharp tongued insult... Sigh... This girl was not learning.
OoOoOo... I wish I could get my hands on this one...
....meaning?
Give her the ol' Athalia treatment...
God dammit Jester, it's things like that that destroyed my life... And here you are, wanting to do them again!
Wow, sorry, but this girl is pretty much saying "I'm so stressed out. I need dick. Now." Don't you see it?
SHUT UP.
"Listen..." I began, giving her an unamused stare. "Are you really gonna keep pushing me until I knock you out? Because mark my words, that will be the end result of all this..."
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Post by Sara Quinn on Mar 12, 2009 1:05:11 GMT -5
"Listen....Are you really gonna keep pushing me until I knock you out? Because mark my words, that will be the end result of all this..."
She laughed at him. Openly laughed. Daring him. "Bring it on."
She threw herself at him, drawing her right fist back. She was slower, in pain, and weaker because of it. She hadn't managed to land a hit yet, and she didn't know why she would think she could now, but she had to try. Her body protested the movement, and her vision swam with dizziness. So she would make up for it by adding a little flare to her attack.
Her right fist drew back, her left arm hanging loosely behind her, fist lightly clenched. At the last second she drew back, coming to a stop right in front of him. The right fist a ploy. Her left arm shot forward, swinging at him to rap her knuckles across his face.
If this didn't work she was out of attack power. Her body spasmed with pain as she moved. She knew she wouldn't be able to pull off another attack after this. She was done. Didn't mean she was giving up though~
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