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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Sept 12, 2009 11:45:32 GMT -8
In most cases, a move like this would have worked, as it worked against ones sense of balance to throw them over. However, Katsuri neutralized this lack of balance by merely pivoting his front most foot, the one close to Matrim, and turning, instead using the grip the boy had in order to raise his arm up, grasping hold of Matrims wrist as well. As he stepped, the motion would have seemed so like a pitchers stance that it should have brought back not so fond memories for Matrim.
"We're going to have a flash back. "
You see. Knowing what your opponent is going to do before they do it is only good if you can counteract it, and given the height and weight advantage that Katsuri currently held at his disposal, the difference in their brute force strength would have seemed all the more wide and varied.
By pressing into Matrims leg as he took this stride, he would have most likely caused the boy to raise up a bit off the ground, and thats all he needed given both arms were busy trying to hurl Katsuri to no avail. A simple stomp and the boy would have found himself airborn now, and unless he could get a hold of him with his legs rather quickly, he was going to be sent downwards into the wood floor of that bar.
"Judo has been used quite frequently on me.. given my size, I thank god for an increased flexibility.. and the time I have had to allow me to correct balance issues large people like me should have."
He said this during the whole process, not allowing it to slow him down either. Those massive feet of his provided the equivalence of boats to two pieces of wood. His balance was quite solid.
"Still.. I guess this means I can't taunt and toy with you if you analyzed it that fast.. "
This got a sigh from the large man as any trace of a grin had been wiped away from his face, no longer in his drunken bouncy state, what little warmth he had held still from the large gulps had been washed away by a more stern emotion.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Sept 13, 2009 8:17:15 GMT -8
Okay, big heavy guy, here we go..... HRRRN! ... ...
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fuck.
Matrim was airborn, being brought up and swung down, the only difference about this time was that he could change the circumstances of how his body moved whilst in the air by kicking off of the ground last second. Matrim would kick hard off of the ground aiming to backflip, still holding onto Katsuri's wrist with the very hand that held him. While in the air Matrim would flip back, till he was facing the same way as Katsuri, his legs would go around the massive arm, and and up over Katsuri's chest and neck. Matrim would be putting his wrist in an awkward angle as his free left hand would grab and pull back on the inside of Katsuri's forearm.
This would do two things if successful....
Save Matrim's ass from a painful reenactment of his sledgehammer days, and put Katsuri in an armbar... while he was still standing... and Matrim was airborne. Were there downsides to this on Matrim's part?
Hoooooo yeah.
Was it an act of desperation?
You better fucking believe it.
SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT!
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Sept 13, 2009 9:46:57 GMT -8
The boy stopped himself.. so he was able to calculate a great defense as well. Good. Most people would have been finished, laying in a heap on the ground, begging for mercy, but this boy managed to keep himself from being thrown down into the ground by latching on. Desperate? Sure, but it got the job done.
Either way, Katsuri did not allow anything to show as he stepped forwards, his shoulder hurting slightly from the pull the boy was putting on it in his arm bar, but with him airborn it did provide less grip so it was not like he could put any extreme spin on it. Eitherway. The large man brought the boy up with that arm, and a loud yell was given out as he dropped him downwards towards his knee, aiming to perform a one handed backbreaker, which was actually quite amusing to watch.
He knew this kid was fast.. which meant he would have to disable him quickly, and that meant going for the spine, joints, and nervous system. Joint stomps were dangerous, no matter what sort of reaction time the kid had, he needed to be extremely careful, as just one stomp now that Katsuri was going to start applying his full pressure in ever blow any one of them could shatter joints to dust.. but the kick back was also harmful.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Sept 13, 2009 17:06:02 GMT -8
Matrim went up and when he started to come down he let go of Biggys arm with his left hand, and his left leg came up and pushed off of his chest a bit so that he would swing out and away a bit instead of coming down on a knee, and with this came an awkward opening. He swung back, using momentum and the fact that the knee was bent to slam his left shoulder on the underside of the knee cap, pulling on his right wrist and pushing against his right foot, aiming that towards biggy's neck. If this worked Biggy would fall back, and if he let go of Matrim's wrist, Matrim would fall away slightly from Katsuri's upper body, coming out with one of the guys legs.
If this succeeded Matrim would try to roll the man onto his stomach, pushing with his knee against the mans back, and pushing on his left leg with both hands. If this succeeded he'd roll over onto the man so he was on his knees, his ass on the giant's ass, and he would proceed to grab that left ankle, and twist it good and hard.
Of course... all this pretty much banked on things going exactly as planned.
But since when have they ever done that?
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Sept 13, 2009 19:42:32 GMT -8
Like hell. The large man would have thrusted his forehead forwards once more, slamming it nice and hard into the foot. The recoil from the blow sent him back, but it was far more controlled then if he had taken a blow to the throat, and with that he would have planted arms solidly, flipping back with it, those shoes skating dangerously close to the roof before he landed down in a kneel and then bounced back up to his feet, swinging once nice and hard into the air with a rather loud yell being sent out from it as if to expel all the carbon dioxide in his system and suck in fresh air.
He shifted his head back and fourth, the red imprint of a shoe on his forehead, and it would be there for a while to come.. but this fight was far from over. None the less, when the little joint popping session was done with he waved his hand towards Matrim as if telling him to come back and start playing again.
Katsuri may have been a large man, but that height and weight did not hinder him from being a flexible beast nor one capable of intelligence.. but either way, that aching in his head was only going to get worse if this boy kept striking his head, he'd never been knocked out in his life by brute force, and he honestly doubted this kid would be capable of it.. but he knew damn well how much of a migraine he could get.. and here he left his spiked liquor at home.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Sept 13, 2009 20:25:10 GMT -8
*flip... crush.... bounce bounce bounce*
"Fuck my life," He whispered underneath his breath. The truth was, Matrim was tiring himself out a bit more than he had planned to. Sure he was a tough son of a bitch, but this guy was doing things that would tire an average sized man. Matrim stood up leaning back with his hands at his lower back, "I don't know, kid, you got my back acting up here. I may just have to take a time out!"
He then stumbled forward a little bit, looking at the bar.....
Glass.... with alcohol..... but I don't have a match.... what the hell is my obsession with setting people on fire... I should get some help, maybe see somebody about this. I could have a serious problem. Alright so no setting biggy here on fire....
Matrim grabbed a chair by it's back rest, raised it up and charged, attempting to smash the tall wooden stool against biggy's chest (it was one of those ones with the backs on them that swivel, you know the types, they got the imprint for buts built right in... god I love those chairs my feet just hang off of them even though I'm 6'5"-- oh yeah, posting, *cough* mah bad)
It probably wouldn't do anything, but it'd make Matrim feel better to know he could beat something up, even if it was this chair. If it worked and indeed broke apart, he would just stand there awkwardly and say, "So... how about them 49ers? ....."
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Sept 15, 2009 13:22:45 GMT -8
"How about those 49'ers?... Are you serious?"
This was said even though the boy had just caused a nice trail of blood to run across his chest from the splintering wood as it came across. It had gotten more of a reaction then just hitting him with foot or fist though, as it had caused the man to cave just a little before standing back up right.
With that though he aimed to send that hand out after him, looking to grab his neck and with that he cocked the other arm back aiming to slam that massive clenched rock into the face of the boy that had just struck him with a bar stool.
Thing was.. this was just a distraction, as no sooner then that fist would have hit or missed, he would have lobbed that large leg up and aimed to stomp it down just above the boys knee cap on the thigh. What was this? A motha fuckin' curb stomp. Gears of War style bitches. As extravagant as it was, getting hit like that, at that angle, was liable to shatter bone into pieces from the force of size 36's and over four hundred pounds of pressure dropping into the limb.. boys only options were to get the hell out of the way or divert the leg.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Sept 15, 2009 14:41:24 GMT -8
Incoming.....
*ducks grab*
No... not that incoming, this one.....
*CRUNCH*
Get the picture? Matrim dodged the grab for his neck, which meant the dodge for the punch as well simply by ducking. However, that put him in stomp area. Luckily it was more like a kick to the chest, and the strength behind it, rather than break a leg from the standing angle, actually just knocked all the wind out of Matrim and sent him sliding across the floor. Matrim was coughing a bit as he got up, breathing heavily and having a hard time.
"Pretty damn good shoe's you got there," He said, "What'd it take, thirty... forty pounds of rubber to do the bottoms? Cus it felt like a damn wrecking ball...."
Matrim grabbed a chair, and smashed it against the floor, getting two broken legs in his hand. He spun them around so the splintered sharp ends were under his fists rather than above it, with more slack towards the bottom as if they were knives.
Breathing heavily Matrim brought his fists up, sharpened ends of sticks facing outward, "Come on biggy, bring it...."
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Sept 15, 2009 19:54:08 GMT -8
"Fuuunnny. My sneakers cost more then your ride probably."
The big man offered a snort, brushing off the snide comment about his size, and instead he watched the boy keeping a close eye on what he was doing. That foot had collided with the males chest and caved him in just enough that it got off in where his lungs were at, making it a little harder for him to breath when he got away from that human wrecking ball.
He picked up a chair and broke is so he could use the legs as a weapon, and this got a grin from the large man, as now it gave him reason to toss a little Kendo this kids way. He turned around, looking at the thick steel rod used on the back of the lounge. A downwards slam of his fist provided him with reason to break the wood off of it as the thing did not give.
Bringing foot up, he would slam it into the edge of the lounge, breaking the wood free of the steel rod he had a hold of. Bringing the thing upright he noticed it was about four feet in length as it was the back of the lounge, a good long size and moderately thick as well. Holding the thing with one hand he began to slowly twirl it around on the edge of his finger tips letting wrist do a rotating motion to keep track of it.
"I was training with weapons before my fists kid.."
A snort and he'd have caught it with his hand as it twirled one last time, leaving the thing upright. A simple swing and it would have had enough strength applied to it to make the thing swing like a speeding bullet.
"Lets play."
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Sept 15, 2009 23:08:26 GMT -8
"I was training with weapons before my fists kid.."
"Oh?"
"Lets play."
Matrim's eyes narrowed at the guy, knowing that it'd be hard to get in without taking a hit with the pole. His weapons didn't mean jack unless he could get close, and while biggy was slow, he could probably spin that staff a lot faster than he could attack normally in order to deck Matrim with enough force to make him see little cartoon birdies. Then of course once Matrim got in for an attack he was thinking along the lines of piercing the jugular, or possibly just stabbing him up through the neck......
"Whoa..... this escalated really quickly....." Matrim said, lowering his fists and weapons, "Look, how about we grab a drink, and call it a draw for the night? I don't know about you... but I'd rather end the night with both of us alive, and not having to deal with police......."
Worst case scenario I run like a little bitch, but seriously.... things really escalated here......
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Sept 16, 2009 0:13:03 GMT -8
"Ive crushed my fair share of police officer skulls, as did my brother."
Come to think of it, he was not sure why he brought his brother up, as he had no clue rather or not this male had any idea what so ever about Hiroko. Either way he would have cocked his brow, considering a draw, and with a simple swing of that thing once more as if tossing out a kink in his body.
The thing was tossed behind him back where it had come from, not even bothering to look as he tossed it. The whole reason he had come in here was to relax and get a drink, and this male had agitated him, either way, if this meant he could go back to getting piss drunk.. or trying to feebly, then he'd leave it as it was.
"Whatever works."
His attention was now turned back to the alcohol that he had planned on going for when this was done and over with. The bartender shook like a leaf as he approached, but nothing was done to the man, merely grabbed a bottle and procured a check book from his pocket.. two guesses why he carried one.
Shifting up, he glanced around at the mess they had made and jotted down a rather large number on it before signing it and tearing it off. It was labeled with its own 'Katashi Inc.' watermark, rather amusing actually as he really was not in charge of any of the businesses funds or anything, but they never argued when a charge came from Katsuri either.
This taken care of, he sloshed his bottle about slightly and then pulled the cork from it, placing it to his lips, and only when the taste hit him did he realize he had managed to grab a bottle of Bailey. Not his favorite, but meh, it'd do.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Sept 16, 2009 11:32:48 GMT -8
"Whatever works." The man said, going to the bar and getting alcohol from a poor and distraught bartender. Matrim dropped the wooden legs of the chair, and once Biggy had gotten his drink and went for it, Matrim went up himself, and nearly ordered something.... until he remembered he was a recovering alcoholic.... time to look like a total chick.
"Can I get a virgin strawberry margarita?" He'd say to the bartender. Matrim then felt the need to explain, "I'm.... driving."
The truth was he just didn't drink anymore. Not since he detoxed finally and get his life back in order. Hell knows if he started drinking he'd start with the pain killers again, and if he started with that again he may go a little loopy and bring back some of his mental problems. And if he did that, he would lose Shayne, he would lose his life, he'd probably lose Sara too. So... a virgin margarita is a small price to pay.
(OOC: If you want to turn it social thats fine, or it can end here. Either way. After all, I don't think Matrim knows the guys name yet.)
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