Round 2 (SARA)

[Pine]

It had been bothering Pine for the past day. He couldn't help but dislike the Pillar for robbing him of a win. Sure the girl was only 5'0 nothing and weighed nothing but she had spirit. Well, he was giving her the benefit of the doubt. It was either spirit or stupid. Spirit was worth fighting against, worth breaking, stupidity held no challenge. A stupid girl was good for only a couple of things, a booty call or a way to make yourself feel better Yet there was something he swore was in her eyes. A challenge, someone that might be able to give him a half decent fight.

There were many instances where the smaller fighter was the one that came out on top. Many times it was because the larger opponent underestimated the smaller fighter. They figure that their size and weight will be enough to overwhelm a smaller opponent and that was generally not true. A small person was used to fighting larger opponents but that did not go both ways. Perhaps this little girl could give him a good fight. Perhaps she underestimated him in the beginning which is why he was able to so easily to take her down and take control. Perhaps in a stand up fight she might pose a challenge.

Now all Pine had to do was find the girl again and instigate a fight. The only question was where could he easily find the girl that had tried to fight him for being able to open his locker. Still the stupid reason made the sword smile. He could easily use the short fuse against the girl. Angry fighters were not smart fighters. Pine stopped wandering the hallways when it dawned on him where he could find her.

~This is why you do the fighting and the others do the thinking. DUMB ASS~ The shield mocked the sword.

Pine turned around and walked back to his locker. The logic was that if they were locker buddies then logically he could find her when she came to her locker. So Pine went to his locker and put on his beanie carefully putting all but a few strands of hair under it. He then turned around and stood against his locker and just waited. The girl would eventually have to show and when she did the fun could begin.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara pushed through the front doors to the school. Of course she was late. She was always late now. She sighed. At this rate, the chances of her graduating were getting slimmer and slimmer. There was no way she was going to be able to pull off any sort of decent mark this semester. And man, that just killed her. Her parents had sent her here to help her, not make everything worse. Atleast back home Sara had been attending classes and her marks were good... Or atleast ok.

She made her was as quickly and quietly as she could through the halls. She really didn't want to get caught, that would not be good. She turned down another hall to get to her locker. She was almost there. She didn't know why she was rushing so much though, it wasn't like she was going to go to class once she reached her locker anyways. She was late, and when you were late... No, she wasn't going to go to class late. She just wanted to reach her locker, get her crap, and get out of the school, outside, where she didn't have to be worried about getting caught.

She turned the last corner and stopped in her tracks, seeing someone standing at her locker. She paused and kept walking, trying to act as though she hadn't paused. She knew it who was. It was the guy from the other day. Her other locker neighbor. The one she had been fighting when the pillar had stepped in. The fight had ended with her appearing to be on the losing end. Although she was completely confident in her abilities to beat him, the way the fight had ended had left her frustrated and embarrassed.

She was apprehensive now about going to her locker, but she wasn't going to back down. Her luck? Her locker wouldn't open again for her and she would embarrass the hell out of herself. She placed careful mask on her face, trying to appear as though his presence didn't bother her, but her eyes betrayed her, showing how much she wanted to finish what they had started. For this reason, she would meet his eyes only once, giving him a simple nod in greeting.

If he didn't stop her, she would reach her locker and reach down, spinning the dial to open her locker. She took a deep breath and tried opening the door. Well apparently, bashing the guys head against her locker hadn't helped because, of course, it didn't open. She hung her head, sighed, her face burning with anger and embarrassment. Great... Her eyes glanced over at him.

[Pine]

Pine had been waiting a while. If his first class today was not history he might have just left the locker and come back at another time. Pine knew there were hall monitors around but he really didn't care. What were they going to do? Send him to class just to leave again? Send him to the office so they could tell him to go to class? No, the hall monitor served no purpose in this situation. Anyway it went, Pine would be right back here standing and waiting until the next period was about to start.

Pine checked his cellphone. It was getting close to half way point of class and Pine was starting to think the girl wasn't going to show up. So he got ready to relocate to the library or the cafeteria when something small caught his eye. Pine's eyes shifted in the direction of the object and a small grin flashed across his face. So the little girl was just running a little behind. No worries then, the fun was about to begin.

There was no doubt the girl had seen him. How could she miss him? Pine was leaning right against his locker. Chances are she was either ignoring him or wondering what he was doing just standing there. She looked up at him and Pine swore he saw anger. As the girl nodded Pine would look away uninterested. He was not here to play nice he was here to fight. The only reason he had not attacked was curiosity. Could she open the locker this time? If not it would make for an entertaining way to start the fight.

Pine watched her try the lock to no avail. Her face turned red and she looked up at him. Her eyes would fall on a small grin that had now spread across his face. It was game time, now all he had to do was taunt her.

Pine moved away from his locker and looked at the girl. He had to admit, she was kind of cute. It was a shame he was going to ruin that pretty little face of hers today.

"Heh. Still doesn't open for you eh? Shame that is. You have a name little girl or shall I just call you tiny?" Pine tilted his head slightly to the left. "Or perhaps I should call you lucky. Considering the luck you had that pillar came to save you." There was no way this girl would not explode after such an insult. Especially if she prided herself on being a good fighter.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara glared at him out of the corner of her eye, and then turned her head towards him, ignoring the fact that she was blushing. She was sure he had been waiting for her, expecting the same thing she was. The small smile on his face told her everything. As he pushed off the locker, her body turned to follow him. She didn't trust him, and there was no way in hell she was going to expose her back to him. Her hand fell from her lock. Now was not the time to be playing with that.

Sara could feel the tension in the air. Yes. They both knew what was coming, there was no doubt about it. It was just a matter of who would make the first move. Her eyes flickered over to the sides, searching the halls while keeping him in view. They were empty, which was good. But it meant that any noise they made would eventually draw attention to this hallway.

And of course, he made the first move, taunting her, playing on her anger and pride. She knew this... And it still worked. The familiar feeling of anger coursed through her body and mind, clouding her thoughts and tunneling her vision. Her only thought was to attack him, finish what they had started, prove that she was better then him. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, calming herself. She wondered, if she bashed his head into her locker, would it open? Maybe it would be a good time to find out~

She smiled at him. "Sara. My name... is Sara." Her tone was threatening, but she wanted him to know who was going to kick his ass. And with that she quickly stepped forward, closing the distance between them. Her hands reached out to grab onto the front of his shirt and pull him forward. Her knee flew upwards to meet him. She was going for simple for the first attack, something to get them started. Although she did hope it would hit... and hurt.

[Pine]

As the girl tried to calm herself for whatever reason, Pine got in his fighting stance. His legs shoulder width apart, left leg back behind his right off at a 45 degree angle, knee slightly bent. His left foot pointing out at a 45 degree angle. His right leg was unbent and his right foot pointed straight at his opponent. His opponent was even nice enough to give a name, Sara. Pine snarled as she didn't even bother to ask his in return but only to move to attack. Pine would not have given the name to the girl, but it would have been nice to have the option.

Pine did not have time to get his hands up fully into a fighting position, the girl was fast. Faster than he anticipated, though he assumed her lack of weight allowed for a greater amount of speed. His hands were only about half way up when she grabbed him. His shirt was pulled down and at first Pine thought he was going to get thrown down the hall. He allowed his hands to move past the girl in a last ditch attempt to protect himself from being thrown on his head. If his hands were in front of him they could cushion the blow.

~Wow you fucked up again....Getting rusty are we??? Wait...she's not doing what I think she's doing? NO...NOOOOO....~ The shield shouted in Pine's head at it realized what was about to happen.

So did the sword and it smiled in the back of his mind. Had she thrown him, Pine would have been in trouble but that knee coming up to meet him would be her end. As the knee hit his abdomen Pine's arms came up behind the girl's head resting on her shoulders. As the knee pushed in his wrists overlapped locking the girl nice and close. You could hear the masochist expel the air from his lungs as his elbows came down locking her neck between his forearms.

As her knee would leave his abdomen Pine would begin to laugh. The girl was now locked in a clinch, and worst of all she was on the outside of it. His abdomen hurt, but it was nothing compared to the damage he was about to do to Sara.

Pine began to pull the girl in toward him as his own body moved toward her. His back arched as his hips pushed forward, his left knee came up bent at a 45 degree angle, his foot was bent back so his foot and shin made a straight line. This way his muscles were working in unison and not against each other. As his hips pushed forward and through, his knee came into contact with her left ribs. Right after the contact the foot came down fast so he was standing firmly on the ground.

"NEVER." Pine used the word to punctuate the hit.

He twisted his arms to left forcing the girls neck and body to do the same. His Right knee came up and followed the same motion as the left connecting with the side of her ribs.

"EVER." The word punctuated the second knee.

Pine twisted her neck again so she became straight and headbutt her in the jaw. "KNEE." Another word to punctuate the attack.

Pine began to twist her around and slowly began to apply more and more pressure to her neck. The pain of having your neck squeezed from the sides was not pleasant to say the least.

"A MUAY THAI FIGHTER!!!!"

Pine began to twist her violently from side to side around the hallway throwing in knees ever two to three twists. After another eight knees Pine would throw the girl against her own locker. If she had the ability to get up Pine would grab her head and smash it into the locker until she stopped fighting.