The Loft (Sara) [Mature]

[Matrim Gallagher]

Somewhere in Matrim's head Solaris' voice was laughing. And Matrim looked into her eyes and knew he had done something wrong. In fact, he was about ready to run for his life. Especially when the shock in her face turned into something a little worse, something a little more painful. Almost like he had totally just did a number on her. She shoved his chest, or rather slammed her palms on it, and it sent him sliding off the bed and into the wall. He hit and got up slowly, using his hand against the wall and another one on his back.

"Ok, the wording was off...." He said, "I claim temporary insanity, so can we pretend I didn't say that..... what I meant to say was everything is going to be ok, and I'll take care of you...." He said bringing both hands up in a defensive measure. He could kick her ass, that wasn't the problem. The problem was he didn't want to fight. For multiple reasons, the first being that it was Sara and he didn't want to fight like this. Sparring was one thing, but this was the start of a legitimate fight. The second being this was his place and he didn't want it to get wrecked, and the third was he was tired after everything that took place. Had a lot of energy sure, but he was exhausted never the less.

Man it's hard for me to think straight right now....

"I should probably just stop talking huh...." He said, thinking about it, "I'm no good at this... I'm sorry...."

He really was shitty at the whole talking to friends and helping them out thing. Especially since he had never been in this situation in his life, the only person he had slept with besides Sara was Reira, and he would have never called her a friend after sex, because they were dating all of the times they got together.

"I'll just... shut up... and go sleep on the couch or something...." He said and slowly walked away in defeat. He'd go to the stairs and turn back to look at her. Maybe she wanted him to go, maybe not, but he'd see if she wanted him to stay. Because if she wanted him to he'd come back to bed to sleep beside her. But after that screw up, the couch may have been exactly where she wanted him.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara felt a thrill of triumph as he slid across the floor, into the wall. That had made her feel so much better. It was amazing what doing that to someone did for her. She had gotten everything she wanted from one simple gesture.

She wondered if he would fight back though. She doubted it, as much as she would love to fight him now. She was curious to see how she would hold up in something that wasn't a pointless little spar, but a fight based on actual reasons. With the way she was feeling, she thought she might hold up pretty well.

She kept her gaze on him, the greenish wind still flowing over her body as he tried to apologize, to explain what he had 'really' meant. Well she didn't give two shits what he head meant. It made no difference to her. She just wanted him to shut up. To stop talking. She knew she would only be his friend, he didn't have to point it out.

She was alone now. No one would have her. Travis would never take her back. Matrim didn't want her for anything more then a 'friend' and she was marked. She had some guys HAND PRINT scarred onto her chest. Who the hell would want her now?! All for what? To find out a Qi that she still didn't know or understand? Not like she would be able to find out now that Travis wasn't even talking to her.

"I'll just... shut up... and go sleep on the couch or something...."

"Ya, maybe that's a good idea." She pulled a pillow from behind her and held it to her chest. Her eyes were burning. She swore to god, if he made her cry, she was going to kill him. She felt bad. She didn't want him to go. She wanted someone to hold her, comfort her. She didn't want to be alone. She had no one right now. Only Matrim. But he didn't want her. He didn't take her seriously at all. She was nothing to him. Even though she felt a stab of guilt as he walked away from her, she couldn't bring herself to stop him. He had hurt her pride, and there was no way she was going back on her word.

He stopped, looking back at her once more. She threw the pillow as hard as she could at him, her eyes closing against the tears that finally started to fall. She didn't know what she wanted, but she DID want him to know that he was an ass.

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[Matrim Gallagher]

A pillow? Really? A pil--

"UMPF!" Matrim said and was thrown off balance, falling over the edge of the staircase and crashing hard on the ground. He let out a groan as he pushed himself up, "Alright that's it....."

Matrim jumped up, grabbing the side of the staircase he pulled himself up to about the halfway point and ran up the stairs pointing at Sara, "You, me, fight, now!" He said with a smile on his face. He knew she liked to fight so maybe this would brighten the mood. Not to mention they had already got out a lot of their aggression and pent up emotions, now they'd get out all the rest of the energy in their bodies in this fight.

It's a damn good thing I'm rich....

Matrim, who was still holding onto the pillow threw it back as hard as he could, "Bring it on!" He said getting into a boxing position near the top of the stairs with his right foot and right fist leading. He wanted her to get of the bed cus he wasn't going to fight someone when they were still in bed. That'd just be plain silly.

[Sara Quinn]

Oh shit! The pillow hit him and he fell over the edge of the stairs. Oh god.. She killed him... He was dead wasn't he!? She was frozen to the spot on the bed, to afraid to move when she heard the groan and some shuffling.

So he wasn't dead right!? She wasn't a murderer?? She could see just enough of the stairs to see him grab the edge and pull himself up. He cleared the stairs and started up towards Sara. He looked... crazy. He was going to kill her now wasn't he?

"You, me, fight, now! Bring it on!"

"Wait.. what?" He threw the pillow at her and she flinched, her arms coming up in front of her, blocking it as he took on a boxing stance. The pillow dropped onto her lap and she continued to sit on the bed staring at him, a shocked look on her face. She made him fall a whole floor, and all he wanted to do was fight now? He wasn't even going to make the first attack? What the hell was wrong with him?!

As she watched him though, a smile came to her lips. Fine. He wanted to fight, she would fight. No skin off her back... Hopefully... She just had to keep him moving though right? No problem then. She slowly slid to the side of the bed, keeping her eyes on him and she stepped lightly to the floor.

He had a lot of nice stuff in his apartment... She was a little concerned about breaking some of it. For this reason, she wouldn't just go insane on him. She walked slowly forward, bringing her hands up in front of her. She was aware that she had no clothes on. This... Felt awkward. She couldn't bring herself to make the first move, and she didn't want to go near the edge where he had fallen off. She wanted him to come to her, away from the edge. She stopped walking. "Come get me then."

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[Matrim Gallagher]

"Come get me then." She said, and he found himself having trouble attacking, but he did. He wouldn't strike though, there was no way he could strike her the way she was. It'd just seem not right, hitting a girl in a home when she's not dressed. So he'd go for grappling. Of course, this would be hard if he was the one to initiate the fighting. Still, he'd try....

So he took a quick step forward, aiming to press his left hand onto her chest to push where the burn was, his left foot aimed to go behind her own left leg and trip her up so he'd be offset of her a little, attempting to do a judo take down to knock her flat on her back. Once this was complete if it was succesful he would simply stand there and smirk, standing above her as she got the view.

After all, he was in the same state as her.

"Come on, don't you want to hit me?" He asked. Smiling, wanting her to fight back a little more.

[Sara Quinn]

As soon as his hand slammed into her chest, her hands came up, grasping onto his arm, holding on to it tightly. His leg came behind her, trying to trip her. Well that was fine, she could try to use this to her advantage, so it wasn't all bad.

She let herself drop, lifting her right leg, and used the momentum to try to pull him with her. Her right foot would meet with his stomach as she dropped on her back, the wind being knocked from her lungs as she hit to floor. She tried to bring her other leg up to meet his stomach as well, but it didn't really matter if that worked. She would pull him forward, using her leg(s) to push upwards and try to flip him over her, dropping him onto his back above her head.

Onto step two~ If that worked, she would continued throwing her legs back, using her momentum to her advantage again, to somersault backwards, hands planting on the ground and lifting her to land her on his chest, straddling him. If successful, she would glare down at him, her hands moving to his chest to hold him there.

Now if only she could get her Qi working to slam his head into the ground~~~

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[Matrim Gallagher]

She pulled him along with, and she was working fast as ever. The sad thing was that her move was good, and for the most part really well executed. Except for that part where he pretty much didn't care if she won this fight or not. In the end it would probably be him still standing given their history. Still, he couldn't help but feel like he came out with a win on this one when it ended with her sitting on his chest straddling him.

"Huh...." He said, getting a good view and smiling as he thought about the situation he was in. He still had his arms to move around, she glared down at him with her hands on his chest, pushing him down. He looked around and said, "You know, get your hands out of the way and I could just make this worth your while...."

He was joking of course, but his hands came up to grab both of hers at the wrist and pull her hands off of his chest, or attempting to do so anyway. He would then attempt to roll to his left, hopefully rolling the both of them in a way where he would be on top and he would be able to put her into a boston crab. Of course, that would have to wait for now. The main thing was to see if he could flip her over.

[Sara Quinn]

"Huh....You know, get your hands out of the way and I could just make this worth your while...."

"Messing up your face would make it worth my while." Ya, lame come back, but she was pissed, what could she say. She stared down at him, putting all her weight on her hands to hold him down. She tried to keep her face straight despite the fact that she wanted to smile. She refused to fall for his silly game. He wanted a fight, he was going to get a fight, and none of his flirting was going to get to her. She would be damned if she would ever sleep with him again. He really didn't take her seriously... Ass... Maybe she should just become a lesbian, men were to damn difficult.

She debated lifting her hand and slamming it into his face, but before she could, his hands came up and grabbed her wrists. Instinctively, she tried to stand, knowing that it couldn't be good, and then he rolled her to the right. She would drop her knees onto his chest, hoping that it would help against whatever he was planning. She landed under him on her back, her knees pressed against his chest. Well this sucked... Immediately, she would pull against his hands, pushing her knees into his chest in attempt to get away from him by making him let go of her wrists.

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[Matrim Gallagher]

"Messing up your face would make it worth my while."

"You don't do this much, do you?" He said, in regards to the comeback. When he rolled she brought her legs up, and he grinned. This helped him a lot more then she knew. His plan was never to hold onto her wrists after all, it was to put her into a boston crab, or as Matrim liked to refer to it, The Walls Of Jericho.

Gotta love Chris Jericho....

Matrim's hands would leave her wrists, no doubt she would think that the reason was because of her doing. But in truth it was to make it so he could grab her legs. His hands would come up and grab the back of her calves, near the back of the knee. he would pull on her legs that she was pushing, aiming to put each leg under his arms, and then he would attempt to step over her body towards his left, lifting his right foot and putting it over her legs so he would be facing away from her, and she would be turned onto her stomach.

Once he had done this he would squat down low and lean back, holding onto her legs so that he would be sittin on her ass, stretching her body and putting strain on her back. The submission move was definitely nothing to laugh at when executed correctly.

[Sara Quinn]

What ever he had done, he had done it well, and now she was screwed. She was face down on the ground, with him sitting on her ass, holding her legs. She had struggled of course, tried to find something to grab onto when he stood up, but there was nothing. He was just stronger and taller then her, thus, she was overpowered. It was made all the worse, because when he had first let go of her hands, she'd had a moment of triumph, and then it was over when she realized that she had messed up badly, aiding his attack.

The position hurt... A lot. Her back was arched awkwardly as he pulled her legs, and the burn pushing against the floor was irritated. It was also an extremely awkward position... She was naked afterall. And so was he. Just another couple seconds though and she could use her Qi... Right? If she could just reach him... What the hell was she supposed to do?! She didn't know how to react to this, or how to fight back. She let out a frustrated growl as she tried to push herself onto her elbows without putting more strain on her back.

You know who she wished she was right now? The bitch with the snake Qi... The one who could bend her body in insanely gross ways. That would be mighty useful right now, wouldn't it? "When I get out of this? You're a dead man Matrim. I swear to god, you're gunna regret this!" Just another few seconds... Common....

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[Matrim Gallagher]

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She really didn't do anything. Only yelled out at him, "When I get out of this? You're a dead man Matrim. I swear to god, you're gunna regret this!" Matrim knew her Qi, he didn't know why she hadn't used it, but he was holding onto her legs and getting ready for it. If he was launched he would know exactly what to do. One of the pluses of professional wrestling was being able to work other peoples counters. Sure Qi had never become a problem, but he could kind of see one way of how she could propel him away from her. So he bent his knees forward and low, leaning his head down and forward as he kept a tight grip on her legs, making sure he would not let them go for the world.

"Blah blah blah....." He said. Getting ready, expecting her next move to be bumping him with her butt to his butt to send him away.

Come on.....

[Sara Quinn]

Sara had no idea how she was going to actually use her qi on him. She couldn't reach him with her arms well enough from this position, and she couldn't use her legs or anything with him holding them. What good was her bloody Qi, if she couldn't reach him?! And then, she felt him shift on top of her.

Well that was good, maybe now she could do this. She readied herself, and then tried to push herself up with her hands so that she could reach him. She kind of thought it might not be a good idea use her qi and go through with this though, if he had a hold of her legs. She wasn't completely sure what would happen if he had a hold of her when she 'burst', but she didn't think it would be anything good.

"Blah blah blah....."

"Shut up..." She pressed her hands against the floor and pushed up. The result of her trying to push herself up? She accidentally bumped him with her butt. Her eyes widened in shock and then there was a small boom. Shit...

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[Matrim Gallagher]

"Shut up..." She said, and bumped his butt, sending him forward. He marked the fact that there was an amount of time she waited to do this. She had used her Qi against him earlier, and it seemed she used it again. Perhaps there was a time period she had to wait in between using it? If so he'd try and figure it out later. In any case, he went forward, rolling forward since he had prepared ahead of time. Rolling forward he tucked his head, and rolled over both shoulders, his arms keeping a hold her legs, the would momentarily extend as if he had let go or freed her, but his grip would stay on them. And then continuing the momentum from the roll he would lift his arms and throw her forward by the legs, sitting up as he did so.

Hopefully this would send Sara towards the wall to the side of his bed, too high to touch ground, and her back being the thing that would come into contact with the wall. Matrim would continue his forward momentum after letting go in an attempt to come to a standing position. He would stick his left foot forward to stop the momentum. The push having done a bit to aid him, he would charge and place his hands on her shoulders, keeping her pinned against the wall.

"I'm just trying to cheer you up a bit," He'd say, "You like fighting, and you're mad at me, it seemed like the right solution."

[Sara Quinn]

Sara was tossed the through the air and slammed into the wall, her face contorting in pain as the breath was knocked from her body. And then, suddenly, his hands were on her shoulders, pinning her to the wall. She took a deep breath, opening her eyes. This really wasn't the most comfortable position. She couldn't believe she had let this happen to herself. Everywhere she went, people threw her around like a rag doll. She hated it.

"I'm just trying to cheer you up a bit...You like fighting, and you're mad at me, it seemed like the right solution."

Her hands lifted to grab onto his elbows to help support herself, getting some of her weight off her shoulders, and hopefully balance herself. Her hands would grip the joint as well, just in case he tried to stop her from what she was about to do. Then she lifted her gaze to meet his. "Perceptive aren't you?" Then she threw her right leg up, aiming to hit the uncovered area between his legs. Cheap shot? Sure, why not?

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[Matrim Gallagher]

"Perceptive aren't you?"

Incoming......

"Whu?" And then something hit and he dropped her instantly. He fell over and his hands instinctively covered his manly bits which had just been struck by a powerful kick. Sure he was tough, but hell... it was a cheap shot! How would she feel if he had hit her bladder or poked her in the eyes? Still, he rolled on the ground next to his bed, his hand reached up and grabbed the sheets off the bed, pulling them over him as if to provide some extra comfort.

"I give.." He breathed out in the middle of coughing. He was there with his face contorted in pain, one hand gripping the blanket, the other hovering over the damaged area trying to make sense of the world.

So.... much..... pain......

"That..... was cheap......" He said, realizing he had just lost a fight against Sara.

Listen children, never fight a girl when you are naked, it makes certain options seem very easy to take. Mostly because they are easy to take. After all, how could you deny a crotch shot when it's there for the world to see, constantly reminding you that it's there for the kickin'!