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Post by Deleted on Sept 18, 2010 23:34:21 GMT -8
IC: Usual School days were becoming increasingly strange, at the very least for Jaus. Increased violence wasn't odd, he'd taken notice that there were a few more transfers in the school than there normally were, very unsettling for most but Jaus handled them indifferently walking away from their peacocking attempts at fights here and there with a smile on his face as he backed away only stirring them to do one of two things; laugh or feel undignified that they weren't worth his time. Regardless the end result was the same on a deeper level. For Jaus unlike most students, his training, or rather his belief in an ascension revolved around true inner strength as well as pushing himself beyond his own abilities. Where that was to lead him he didn't know but he'd eventually gather that it'd point him in the right direction. A slow and progressive trod as he passed a few fights breaking out, though he could hardly call them that. Tussles and skirmishes were always handled on a limited and small degree. One on ones with weak members and no threat to the populace or the school structure. For that he signaled a smirk. Besides it wasn't as though Spike had given him a heads up on anything thus far, so the plan was lie low and keep sharp. Ready for action when the time came. Sitting back into the incline seat Jaus settled his hands around the bar lifting it with a tad bit of effort, his arm weights on magnified the weight of the bar and while he was getting accustomed to the weight itself he still wasn't improving to a surmountable degree. "Fffffeh."He'd grunt in the minimal stress environment lifting better than most could but still not the same as one of two of the other students lifting more than double his bar stated. Envy didn't writhe through them as they gloated with grins on their faces not aware of the amount of weight on his arms and back. Yes if only they'd known how far superior Jaus was they'd silent themselves. Though all the while the boy remained silent. "Greeh."
"Hmph."
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Post by Jayr Byrne on Sept 19, 2010 12:28:24 GMT -8
Aptly Put. While her eager lifestyle would have otherwise said no to this she however was the stubborn sort and always so uniquely organized, as the saying goes busily organized people will always find a way to fit something into their days. That was the story of her life, decisively picked out to make a point of performing concise objectives. Large Scale ones were her favorite, but that was for another time. Today she made her way to the school gym seeing as she would need to pay for a true membership elsewhere and was a bit short of change until her parents decided to move up.
A small curled smile would appear in knowing that the gym itself wasn't empty, a multitude of scattered faces made up the melting pot that was #259. That much she could be happy with, #774 had been a tad bit different but in the same light similar.
Scurrying over towards the dumbbells Jayr would clasp her hands around a set lifting it up easily and drawing a smile from the boy peering over her. She could tell that there was a mannerism of degradation towards his look, she was after all lifting one of the lighter weights.
"What?"
His attention shifted quickly back to the squat rack, a whisper to his buddy to put another set on and grinning all the more widely. Jayr returned the smile but in a friendly sort, she'd seen a move like this before.
*Smash*
A burst of laughter as he fell on himself, the spotter at a loss for words as he managed to peel the bar off his buddy. Jayr simply rolled her eyes and turned about to some medium sized weights considering she was aiming for longevity and less of showing off.
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Post by David B. on Sept 21, 2010 1:05:02 GMT -8
The door creaked lightly as David pushed it open, his feet resounding down the hall from wence he came- the locker room. He was in his blue gym shorts and a red tight fit tank, comfortable fo movement and air. In his right fist, a small duffle bag, which he set by the wall closest to the door. His eyes glazed over the people sitting around, catching on two in particular- one, Jayr Burne, the other, a kid lifting (or attempting to lift) a bench press. He returned his sight to the bag, David crouching as he unzipped it quickly and near-silently. He reached in, pulling out some gloves generally used for combat oriented training. And would you guess it? Thats what he was there for. He slipped them onto his hands, wrapping the velcro comfortably around his wrists. He flexed his fingers, gettig them nice and relaxed, so they would sit well. He stood, tossing the bag off to the side before walking over to Jayr, putting a hand behind his head as he approached. "Hey- any chance you would want to get some training in?" If she answered yes, which he hoped for, he would smile and tell her to meet him in the training area in five minutes. He would then walk over to Jaus, and ask him the same question, offering him to team up with Jayr so he could get some group combat training going. Once both of them were secured for it, if they agreed, he would walk over and pick up his back, heading through the thinked doors into the room with the giant training mat. It was, for all intents and purposes, completely empty. After all, who would need to go to train for a fight when you could just beat someones ass in the halls any time you wanted? David used it ofte though- the punching bags and the gripped floor made good for practicing moves most people would disregard as improbable. He tossed the bag with his clothes off to the side, stretching his arms across his body for a few minutes while he waited for his opponents. He had already stretched twice that day, so doing that was more of an opportunity to loosen up the tension mounting from excitement. He hadn't fought more than one person since...well, since Matrim, Katsuri and the ilk all decided to have a free for all in the boys bathroom. He waited, taking a few deep breaths as five minutes came rapidly upon him.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2010 11:33:27 GMT -8
"Hey- any chance you would want to get some training in?"
Jaus would look up from the incline bench eying the fellow up and down. He'd seen him before around campus here and there most renowned as a public figure be it authority or anarchy, but Jaus had never paid to much mind to it since he was out of Gabriel's service. For now he was just trying to make a normal life for himself, but who was he fooling, just a new leader with a new set of rules to play thats how it was most often but Jaus didn't mind. All a means to an end in his head, one step closer to becoming the best.
"Sure sounds like a plan."
His rather cold demeanor feeling nonthreatened by the guy seeing it as just a challenge. Jaus would set aside the bar quickly before leaning up and facing him again as he went on about Jaus teaming up with the girl across the room lifting dumbells. A cocked brow expressing that he felt insulted.
"You're kidding right? I think I'm more than enough of a match for you one on one. If she wants to join it'll just be a free for all."
Jaus stated quite plainly not feeling the need to apologize, as weak as he did seem under the current stature Jaus probably stood as a top 6 contestant as far as sheer power and skill went in this school.
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Post by Jayr Byrne on Sept 21, 2010 15:51:53 GMT -8
Hi to you too "Hey- any chance you would want to get some training in?"
Jayr's face would shift up quickly assuming it'd be another pervert making spot of downplaying the girl's strength or even just to get a peep in of her black workout top. Her eyes narrowed ready to verbally abuse him only falling short and coming to realize it was just David. A smile came over her face sweetly raising her hand to part her hair before her face and over her ear.
"Well Hi, nice day to you too." Jayr would joke over the simple courtesies granted in small talk that he'd neglect to start out with. But that wouldn't be lingering for all too long. A slow rise and her hands would run down her butt patting down her shorts to make sure they were snug before looking up to him again. Another small moment where she had to slide her hair out of her eyes.
"Five minutes in the training room." (ooc: Not intentionally Puppeting just yea)
"Alright."
Jayr would smile tilting her head slightly before skipping off to the girl's changing room not acknowledging the amount of talk that seemed to rise as she left in such a bright uplifting mood.
Settled behind the tiles and shower curtains Jayr snatched up her bag hidden behind a row of lockers and would grab the bear necessities nestling on a pair of gloves and tape making sure to fit around her wrists and prevent anything breaking. It didn't take much longer from that to pursue her challenger into the ring.
"So, whats the deal here?" She'd say with a mixture of caution and good humor. While she'd been challenged by David she hadn't expected a third party to be involved.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 2, 2010 12:37:24 GMT -8
Jaus would step into the ring and present his arms, simple boxers status, of course he'd been training with a multitude of other techniques but this just felt comfortable for him. The even distance of the feet, the presented palms forward. It seemed as though despite other techniques this was an equalizer where people of multiple upbringings could contend against if they pushed it hard enough.
He grinned admirably waiting for his opponent to enter the ring. No he'd never met here before but noting her formation by David Blaze chances are she was in his inner circle. He'd been observant enough around Gabriel to know the type. The supposedly all knowing sort who blasphemed you for your transgressions whilst not being accountable for their own. The stereotype fixated in his head.
"Alright go."
He'd say shortly after she entered not biding time to pace himself, the scuffle of his feet forward in unison followed by a swift jab from his left hand resuming the defensive hand to shield his face. He'd play this one at a safe distance for now. But it'd be quickly changed he could only assume.
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Post by Jayr Byrne on Oct 4, 2010 17:02:40 GMT -8
The Slam Jayr took a different approach; as she noted David's disappearance, which was completely strange considering she'd never met someone make an escape quite as fast, she made her move into the ring. Slight altercation of her appearance to make way with pads and a mouth guard not too dissimilar from the way she fought against Donnie. Though perhaps he was to blame for her recent precautions to safety, all that talk about looking ugly with the absence of teeth and ingrown pain. A slight shudder of dissatisfaction fighting her way through it before.
"Alright go."
Jayr would jerk back anticipating something faster than that, however Jaus seemed to be a bit on the slow side. Jayr's hands would come up into open palms both her right and left hands would catch the fist and weighing it to be lacking strength as well. Was he just being a jerk supposedly full of himself and acting down to her just because she was a girl? If so he'd be paying for it right now.
Letting her thumbs line up down the curvature of his palms Jayr would wrap her hands around his and quickly side step edging her way parallel with him and twist his wrist forcefully dragging him into the ground. If he went down as she'd planned the girl would then plant her left foot at the upper center of his back and apply a harsh force to it pulling the still clutched hand past his shoulder blade forcing it further upwards until it would potentially break off at the socket.
"Don't hold back on my account."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 4, 2010 18:55:23 GMT -8
The tug and jerk at his palm sending his face splattering to the ground with a small cracking noise on impact. Luckily it wasn't his face breaking on impact from the onslaught as previously thought but rather the simple fabric of the ring at its base level feeling the stress of the blow. Jaus would grit his teeth feeling his arm being pinned back behind his back with a sheer amount of force.
"Don't hold back on my account."
His eyes grew angry from the reaction she held. He didn't want to hold back, and that was indeed partially true that he wasn't or rather it wasn't under his control it was merely the method of training he submitted himself to. And in all honesty he had no problem with losing to a girl, it only meant that he'd be coming back later harder and stronger with the knowledge under his belt.
"Let me up and we'll change that." Jaus grinned intimately still feeling his face plastered to the ground not wanting to press his luck in breaking anything and would take her as a honorable fighter to relieve him of this position so they could re-engage in a friendly spar.
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Post by Jayr Byrne on Oct 5, 2010 15:10:30 GMT -8
Back on solid ground "Let me up and we'll change that."
For starters Jayr wouldn't budge, though he had shown her already that he was far slower than she was not to mention weaker she didn't like the tone he was using. Threatened? Perhaps but for the time being Jayr had the high ground and was less willing to give it up if the boy had another ploy up his sleeve. But there was a counter argument sprung in her head struggling with the fact that this was after all supposed to be a friendly spar. Then again with its mastermind bolting towards whatever exit he so chose the chains were off. Anything could go from here.
"Show me."
Jayr would release on the arm taking a quick hop back resuming an open-handed boxer's stance defensively prepared again for him to show off his hidden card. If he didn't however this would be all too short and disappointing.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 6, 2010 18:34:08 GMT -8
"Show me."
It'd be quick the sudden click of his armbands flinging off and rolling out from under the makeshift arena's barriers they'd sink into the walls with clattering noise thundering in the room with an impacting "Bang". The stone crushing and clattering as the weight impacted and Jaus' was instantly faster, stronger, and more fearsome than before.
A twist about on the floor sweeping his right leg about the ground to snatch the girl off her feet before rolling upward coming to his feet swiftly his shoulder dropping into his right fist as it'd follow her downward to smack her in the face pummeling her to the ground iff successful.
With all his momentum forward he'd plant his left leg just above where her head would land and proceed to pound with the right fist into her face, chin, or neck, wherever he could find flesh. And to think this was only Jaus at 80% such a grand transformation.
Strength: 66 Dexterity: 61 Constitution: 50 Intelligence: 40 Wisdom: 25 Charisma: 28
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Post by Jayr Byrne on Oct 8, 2010 15:29:07 GMT -8
The Sensation is falling. *Bang*
The notice of attention shifting to the walls momentarily and in that moment watching as he quickly jerked about sweeping Jayr's feet from beneath her as almost sudden shock over took her features with the notice that she'd been caught off guard and sent to the floor. She could feel him bearing down in seconds and in that instant her own equipment would kick in.
Her heels would kick upwards hitching her hands over her head and her rear raising from the ground in an upward elevated kick to his lower jaw as the rest of his body was coming down to strike. The sudden concussion of the mutual blasts if they were to hit would send Jayr back but only to roll over in an arched pattern rolling back onto her feet in a defensive motion.
Her heels digging into the platform and charging forward at full speed seeking not to linger another second longer with that charge and upper cut him with the left fist to his rib cage her right hand coming a second later to downswing through his face to her knee.
Strength: 63 +9 = 72 Dexterity: 66 +9 = 75 Constitution: 60 Intelligence: 57 Wisdom: 63 Charisma: 81+4 = 85 1/5
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2010 15:13:38 GMT -8
Jaus would enjoy this part, somewhere inside he felt a bit guilty relying upon the removal of his weights to achieve this power though humiliation was somewhere out of the question at this point, he felt as though somewhere he needed to redeem himself. Quickly now rolling out from his position as she was quick on the defense retreating backwards Jaus would charge.
*Bam*
The quick kick to his jaw hurting only momentarily as he took the blow to redirect his motion outward round-housing his kick about towards her face and possibly upper torso judging on her retreat. It wasn't much but it might've prevented her forward momentum on him which was generally all he needed for a turn around.
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Post by Jayr Byrne on Oct 11, 2010 7:54:47 GMT -8
One-Two Punch Jayr would be aback, from a relatively safe position she felt secure from any outward assault, with her hands bared she protectively jostled back and forth before Jaus lurched around in a swift and long drawn out kick. She'd catch it quick through her vision and remember what her father had said about roundhouse kicks. Very powerful. If they hit.
Jayr would take a smooth step forward wit her right foot and raise her left arm taking the concussive blow of the kick to her mid-forearm feeling the strenuous vibrations trickle through her arm before hitting her brain. But it'd be just one step slower than he movement. Her other hand jutting out aiming for the upper pelvis Jayr would launch out a punch to cripple what'd be most of his entire lower body.
Strength: 63 +9 = 72 Dexterity: 66 +9 = 75 Constitution: 60 Intelligence: 57 Wisdom: 63 Charisma: 81+5 = 86 2/5
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Post by Deleted on Oct 13, 2010 20:17:07 GMT -8
Ballshot.
Thats what happened, where she had aimed for his pelvis, a small trigger in his head flinched wrong resulting in a severe miscalculation triggering the switch. Descending far more rapidly he'd get struck in the crown jewels pooling to the floor with his legs clamping tightly shut around his sensitive area as tears came to his eyes.
"Ooooooooohhh....." He'd weep slowly sucking it up as best he could but managing only to settle into a fetal position rolling back and forth in pain.
God Damned dirty shot.
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