Why must you be so complicated? (Sara/open)

[David Blaze]

David watched as Travis moved, sighing on the inside- today just wasnt the right day to be around him. He was edgy, unrefined- different, in as many words. Everyone has theyre off days and today was one of his. He turned slightly so his body was would be fully facing his opponent, his minimal movement being quicker then the movement Travis had to make around his Girlfriend. He lifted his left leg and turned it just slightly so the front of his calm was facing the incoming leg. Muay Thai had its uses. The blow would crack into the bone, doing little damage, David taking a few steps back and Cracking his neck.

"Apparently, your boyfriend is out to try and prove something. C'mon then tough guy, come get the fight with me you obviously crave"

He'd wait, this time ready to counter and attack, for Travis to go on the assault once more.

[Travis]

Apparently, your boyfriend is out to try and prove something. C'mon then tough guy, come get the fight with me you obviously crave

"Don't mess me up, Sara!"

Travis' leg would return to the ground, and he would definitely oblige the male ahead of him. It was time to have his fun. Last time things had gone on undecided. This time would be different. Travis would definitely put more effort into putting him down. And he'd step forward again, this time on his right. His left arm would bend and he'd shoot a quick left cross toward David's face, his right hand open wide and waiting for what was to come.

Travis had no intentioned of throwing or switching up just yet. Instead he'd rather send the punch and see where Mr. Blaze decided to take it. Any way he wanted to deal with this, Travis would be able to answer. After all, every veteran fighter knows the first blow is simply the ice breaker. All the real stuff came after that.

[Sara Quinn]

"HOLD THE FUCK UP!"

She watched him point at her. Her punch had landed, smashing into his jaw. It seemed he had finally realized who she was. Well good for him, took him long enough hadn't it? Jack ass. She was going to make him pay. Who the hell did he think he was?! She blocked out his rambling, ignoring his attempts to make jokes out of what had happened. She really didn't care right now. Right now she just wanted to knock his lights out and teach him a lesson. Even if he was apologizing, it was the thought that mattered, and just the fact that because he now realized who she was and apologized, meant that he was... biased. Ok, so she was reaching, but she was allowed to.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Travis step forward, kicking out at Davids knee. She didn't bother to try to stop him, she wouldn't have been able to anyways. And she wouldn't mind if it hit either. She glared, holding her ground as the two of them went at it. Travis' kick connected, but it barely affected David, as he stepped back cracking his neck.

"Apparently, your boyfriend is out to try and prove something. C'mon then tough guy, come get the fight with me you obviously crave"

She let out a laugh. Of course Travis was, and she would have let him to if he hadn't gone and told her not to get involved.

"Don't mess me up, Sara!"

Once again. Oh hell no. This was her fight, and it was by her own grace that she was allowing him to get in his punches. Sara saw the punch Travis threw at David, and she saw her opening. She stepped forward, going for them both at once. Probably a stupid move, but she was pissed and this was HER fight anyways. She stepped to the side of the two of them and clawed her fingers, throwing one hand at each of their sides, her right hand at Travis' left side, her left hand at Davids right side. If she got them, she would dig her fingers into their sides, pushing into the muscles between the ribs. It would hurt like a bitch, and if she twisted her hands there was a chance she could break their ribs. She had to get this right, and there wasn't much chance for mistake considering there was currently no threat to her specifically. The only factor would be that they were both moving.

[David Blaze]

OOC((Recent...complications in my life have forced me to abandon this thread. Sara, Travis. Write it down, save it in a message. I owe you both threads, and fights. If you wish it, you can say that David ran, or just pretend that this thread never happened. I am very sorry, but i either have to cut down my threads or not rp at all, and the current mood im in...well, just know, i owe you both a raincheck. I can continue this further down the road, but by that time it probably wont make much sense. Up to you really. Again, im very sorry.))

[Travis]

(OOC: It's all good.)

David retreated, and Travis hadn't expected to feel someone dig their fingernails into his side. His body would shift right slightly, and that right arm would drop and Travis would aim to bat away Sara's attacking arm. He snapped his head in his girlfriend's direction and twisted his body. She was interrupting him again, and he definitely didn't like it. Moving clock-wise, Travis' left hand would swing inward toward the girl's chest, and he'd aim to plant the palm of his left hand against her body, and push her away. If she wanted to play this game, then he was up for it.

There was no doubt in Travis' mind that if his palm strike connected, the girl's body would be forced backwards and Travis would use this time to move in and strike once again. As she flew away, Travis would run in her direction. His right arm would snap forward in a straight punch as he aimed to hit her while she was in air, though it was angled downward slightly so that if he hit her, she'd be knocked to the ground. It was there that he'd stop, and hold his ground.

"What the hell was that for, Sara?!"

[Sara Quinn]

Sara struck forward, and was surprised when David retreated. That was fine. This was between her and Travis now. A fight for her independence. Although it was really sweet that he protected her~

Travis however, had other ideas apparently. Before she could really dig her fingers in, his body shifted and he slapped her arm away. She looked at his face. He looked pissed~Well so was she. Before she could move away, his hand slammed into her chest and she was pushed away from him. And then his fist slammed into her, pushing her down to the ground. She hit the ground, the wind knocked from her lungs. Ah shit... Why the hell did he have to be so strong?!

"What the hell was that for, Sara?!"

She glared up at him. "That was my fight!" She somersaulted back, landing in a crouch on the balls of her feet and threw herself at his knees, arms outstretched to wrap around his legs and pull him to the ground. He was close enough that if she moved quickly she would have no problem reaching him, and low enough that she wouldn't be able to use his arms.

[Travis]

That was my fight!

She rushed at him, and then she would drop low. Perfect. He had no real idea of what she planned on doing, but a plan formed in his mind. He'd do something a little different today. And it would be interesting to see how it worked. When she launched herself toward him in some kind of super rage tackle, Travis would kick off the ground and lift himself into the air. He'd launch himself straight up, and he'd start coming down just as Sara was passing underneath him. His legs would straighten slightly, and those boots of his would most-likely touch upon his girl's lower back. He'd straighten them more and aim to push her down into the earth, all his weight coming down into a two-footed stomp.

If it worked, she'd feel the hurt. Her body would be pinned between him and the earth beneath her. His knees would then bend again and Travis would plop his ass down upon his girl's back once again, which probably would feel good either. His legs would be at his girlfriend's left side, and he own left arm would drop down and grab the back of her thigh so he could keep that leg pinned. As he sat there, he'd crack a smile.

"I don't think you would have beaten him.. David is good."

[Sara Quinn]

Sara launched herself at him, putting all her speed into it. Even with that, she missed him. One moment he was there, right in front of her, about to be tackled, and the next, he was gone. She was aerial, unable to stop herself. She felt something hit in the back and she slammed into the ground, her back exploding in pain. She couldn't move, whatever was on her was to heavy. She grunted and tried to pull in a breath, her hands moving to the ground to push up. And then there was a moment where there was nothing. She drew in a breath only to have it plop back down on her again, slightly less heavy, but covering more area.

She grunted again and tried to turn her head back. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Travis. He was sitting on her. Now how the HELL did this happen?! And then something was touching her thigh. She froze, her eyes wide. She could see it now. She knew he would have that damn dopey smile on his face, laughing at her. She knew it. And on top of all that, her shirt was getting dirty. He was damn well doing the laundry when they got home.

"I don't think you would have beaten him.. David is good."

Oh... That ass... There was really nothing she could do from this position. She was stuck. He was to heavy for her. But that didn't mean she couldn't try. She started to squirm, trying to push herself either up, or pull herself from under him.

"Well we'll never know now will we?! You scared him off! You ass, that was my fight! I could have won! I WOULD have won!" She started trying to reach behind him to get him off of her.

[Travis]

Well we'll never know now will we?! You scared him off! You ass, that was my fight! I could have won! I WOULD have won!

"Tch.."

Sure, Travis believed Sara was good herself, but he didn't think that she was on David's level. Maybe he should have phrased his words differently, but it was too late to change what he said now. She was probably going to be angry with him later on, but he would just have to deal with that then. She still seemed to be in the mood to fight, because she was struggling to get him off her. He'd give slight sigh and then pick himself up and kick away, so that he landed a good distance away from Sara, at her left. Turning, he'd face her as he spoke out.

"If you really think you would have beaten him.. Show me how you were gonna do it."

Travis' right hand would lift, and his fingers would wave the girl forward. He wanted her to pretend he was David, he wanted to see just how well she would do. David had a different style then Travis, but that didn't matter. Travis believed he was better then David, and if she could beat him.. Then she could beat David.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara actually had no idea if she could have beaten David. David however, was gone, and now she would probably never know. He had been doing quite a number on her though. But she wasn't about to admit that, especially to Travis. And especially not when he was sitting on her. Oh man... When she got a hold of him, he was going to wish he had never met her... And then he got off... Oh crap... She turned her head, watching him land a good distance away from her, turning, and then challenging her.

"If you really think you would have beaten him.. Show me how you were gonna do it."

He beckoned to her and she pushed herself to her feet. Shit... She wasn't good with the attacking part. Countering? Fine. But attacking? From this distance? Shit... This was going to suck. But she couldn't back down either. Not if she wanted to live it down. But... if she could beat him? Even just this once? Even come marginally close? Wasn't that a good thing? She remembered some of their first fights. They hadn't gone all out on each other since they started dating. Ya, they had fought, but not like before they started dating. This should atleast be interesting.

Then it hit her. She only needed to make him attack her. Something simple, get him started. She took a few slow steps towards him, then took off at a full out run, drawing her right fist back, her left arm hanging loosely in front of her to counter. When she was close enough, she threw her fist forward into his gut. She did hope that maybe he would be expecting her to trip him or something and the punch would hit, but no big deal if it didn't this was only to get him going.

[Travis]

Travis would simply step to his own left when the girl threw her punch. His own left hand would have bent as he moved, and he'd turn his body to face her as he'd send that left hand around and look to slam it against his girlfriend's back, upon her right shoulder. What he was looking to do with this, was cause his girlfriend's right side to be forced forward and to turn slightly to expose her back to him a bit more. It was to open her up, seeing as she wouldn't be able to use her left or right arm to get him so easily now.

Travis' right leg would lift and he'd aim to plant his knee against Sara's back to knock her forward and off balance. The knew would hurt for sure, and she would realize that this time he wasn't going to play around with her. If she wanted him to be serious, and to go all out as David probably would have done, then she was going to be in for some hurt. And the knee wasn't planned to be the last one attack either, as he'd drop the knee as Travis shifted forward. Planting it, his left leg would sweep out quickly in attempt to kick her legs out from under her as she stumbled forward from the knee.

This was going to be a real test for Sara.

[Sara Quinn]

Travis dodged and Sara's momentum carried her forward, slightly past him. She tried to turn to keep him in front of her, but his hand slammed into her shoulder knocking her front away from him. She was now facing away. Shit... Something slammed into her back now knocking her forward. She needed to get away from him. Her plan had gone all wrong, and she knew she wouldn't be able to turn, pinpoint him and an opening and attack before he got another one in. And she knew she needed to get away quickly.

The only good thing about what had happened was that the hit to the back gave her the momentum she would need to get away faster. As soon as she was knocked forward, she would throw herself forward in a somersault, getting enough distance between them that she would be out of range from his attacks.

She would put enough force into the somersault that she would land, crouched, and immediately push herself to her feet, running, quickly putting more distance between them. She would turn as she ran until she was facing him again. And now they would be back at square one. Which sucked. Because this was the problem in the beginning. He needed to come at her. She called out to him.

"Common Travis, don't be a pussy, you should know better then to hold back~" She hoped insulting him would be enough to get him to come at her, but she knew she would probably pay for it after the fight.

[Travis]

The only downfall to Sara's plan was that he would have kept moving when she somersaulted, simply by planting that foot and throwing himself forward into the run. So when she started running, and then turned back around to face him, Travis would already be right there, and ready to strike. His right hand would shoot around from right to left with a hook aimed to connect with Sara's face. He wasn't going to let up on her. If she wanted a real fight, he was going to give it to her this time. Regardless of whether or not she liked it.

"I'll show you who the pussy is!"

If the blow connected, he wasn't sure if she was going to be able to withstand it and stay conscious. He had never really hit her with a full on punch before, and so he was unsure of what the effects would have on her. He couldn't image that they would be like though. After all, he was a strong dude.

[Sara Quinn]

She spun around, yelling an insult at him, only to find herself face to face with him. Oh shit! Now, there was nowhere for her to go. There was no way she could back away from him in time, and diving to the sides seemed unlikely. Her only option then? A purposeful trip. She was already unbalanced as it was from turning and moving backwards.

"I'll show you who the pussy is!"

She let her right foot buckle under her just as his fist shot forward. Her arms raised in front of her to defend herself, her arms pressing against her head. But her trip wasn't fast enough to completely dodge his attack. It slammed into her arm, and because her arm was on her head, it in turn slammed into the side of her head. She was thrown to the side.

She landed on her stomach, completely dazed and astounded by his strength. Her whole body felt weightless. She thought she might have passed out. But wait. Could you think you had passed out while you were passed out? She had no idea, all she knew was that he was ALOT stronger then she had first thought. Then she had ever thought. Then the pain started to come to her. It started in her head, pounding and throbbing. Then in her arm, throbbing and just in complete pain. She didn't think it was broken. Or atleast she prayed to god it wasn't. But he might get her if she didn't hurry. Who might?

She remembered that she was supposed to be fighting. She needed to get back up and fight. She rolled over onto her back, forcing her eyes to open. She sprawled out, her whole body aching now. She didn't want to move anymore. For all she cared, he could take this damn win. But he needed to remember that one day she would be strong enough to beat him. Mhm.

[Travis]

Travis had connected, and it would prove to level his girlfriend, even though it seemed as if she was intentionally dropping. Maybe she had been attempting to dodge it that way, and she probably would have been successful if she had acted quicker. And when his fist connected with her arm, it was forced into her her, and then she dropped. Travis did feel kinda bad, but she had insulted him again. And she was so damn pushy when it came to fighting him. He didn't want to hurt him, and so he'd stop all actions against her for the time being.

Travis' arms would lift slightly, and he'd press the palms of his hands against his sides as he steadied his breathing and glanced around. David was gone for sure, so it seemed like his work here was going to be done here for now. He would drop his head once again, down toward his girlfriend who had just rolled onto her back once again. His right hand would move from his hip and he'd hold it out toward her, no cocky smile on his face this time though.

"Are you alright, Sara?"

Travis knew she wasn't ready to face someone like David right now. But he wasn't an insensitive person. He wasn't about to rub it in his girlfriend's face right now. Hell, he felt stupid for even fighting with her again. He had said he'd never do anything like that again, but he did. Though.. She definitely started it! Travis was only trying to save her from a more severe beating.