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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Sept 17, 2009 22:38:14 GMT -8
(OOC: Linda first....)
Matrim knew the sign he wanted to give, not just to Gabriel.... then again... Gabriel was going to be the message, the billboard neon sign to the rest of them. He was the one they were going to start with, since he was the easiest to come by. Matrim, of course, would have over the past few days of school attempted to draw Gabriel out, leaving messages in his locker of the date and time of a fight, calling him out, calling him unworthy of his Dragon title. One note went as far as to say 'if you truly deserve this title you'll show up alone and fight me'.
It wasn't so much a trap, as planned that Gabriel would lose. Matrim wanted to take him alone, but he'd have back up just in case, the Bone Dragon. Since Matrim didn't want anything to go wrong he'd have her watching him. He set up the place for the fight, making sure the lights were faulty, making sure that they would flicker, allowing for quicker smarter fighters to take advantage of it, and use it to hide in the shadows when the lights came off, and reappear somewhere else. Screwing the sense of sight could help in a fight. Then again, it could backfire on Matrim if Gabriel had gotten quicker. Usually they weren't too far off in all their other fights.
If Gabriel showed up to the fight, the only entrance that wasn't blocked off completely by forklifts from the inside would be the slightly opened garage door which had "Welcome Gabriel" written in red paint. Matrim stood in the center of the building, waiting for Gabriel to show for the fight that was going to start it all, his grand entrance, and the fall of the Dragon Gabriel.
"Disappear Linda, he'll be coming soon..... the time is within an hour now, and I don't want him to think I lied about being alone for him. He doesn't even know it was me who had been leaving the notes, though he may have some idea. In any case, it's best if you just stay out of it until absolutely necessary," Matrim would say, standing and staring at the door as the lights flickered a bit, electricity running to all the equipment in the place.
Not to mention the van parked down the street, the van with the rope and gear to keep Gabriel good and steady for his debut performance. He didn't want to kill Gabriel tonight exactly, but he'd do his best. Even if they just get him to a bloody pulp it'll be a good start and serve to his plans.
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Post by Linda Osako on Sept 17, 2009 22:53:21 GMT -8
"Disappear Linda, he'll be coming soon..... the time is within an hour now, and I don't want him to think I lied about being alone for him. He doesn't even know it was me who had been leaving the notes, though he may have some idea. In any case, it's best if you just stay out of it until absolutely necessary,"
Linda giggled, and ran her fingers across Matrim's shoulders, starting on his left and ending on his right.
"Whatever you want Infernal Dragon. Let Seran taste your flames. The flames of a true Dragon..." With that, Linda disappeared into the shadows of the room. To be unseen and practically invisible to both fighters.
Linda had but one hope... The hope that Gabriel had brought with him others. Others for Linda to play with. She loved fighting in challenging environments, and this old building was no exception. She couldn't complain if he didn't bring anyone, she would enjoy watching this fight just as much. She wanted to see just how far Matrim had come since he was in training under Leon. She knew that it could ultimately be Matrim who fought Leon, and if that was the case... He needed to have his end game in mind and the ability to enact it. She lurked, picking up and Ipod and speakers. She had long since broken out the light in the ipod, but it still functioned. If Matrim needed it, she would provide music for entertainment.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 17, 2009 23:09:19 GMT -8
**Eariliar that Day** Striding at long lengths to avoid the school's dictoral hold on him Gabriel made swiftly to his locker finding the quickest route availible avoiding the restrooms and other distractions that gathered crowds. He'd be in and out swiftly and without problem. He didn't use a lock on his door, anything within there was easily replaced and no one bothered stealing it was more like an open mailbox. He came by delivering a swift thrust to the handle letting it's contents spill out. However a single letter dropped down. A love letter? Perhaps yet very unlikely. 'if you truly deserve this title you'll show up alone and fight me'.The word written made him laugh slightly. There were only three options that entered his mind. Leon, Linda, or Matrim. Luckily he used his process of elimination, not girl handwritting so Linda. Though now he was down to two and he was dead set that if Leon wanted another challenge he'd have out right said it but who knew the man had his own sense of theatrics from time to time. A small chuckle as he had almost been engulfed by the exiting crowds. His body undulating with the wave almost symetrically. Once outside Gabriel exited into the parking lot as he rode atop his Harley MotorCycle making a quick get-away as the engine roared. Not too much of an upgrade from his Italien Cruisers but he enjoyed it for the time being, enduring the uncomfortable seating. **Moments Later!** Gabriel slowed the throttle to a dull roar as he entered the narrow road, his eyes shifting hesitantly about the place, not in fear but in cautious warning unsure as to where this mystery assailant was to make a strike. Gabriel knew the theatric edge all too well to suspect a sneak attack, he'd performed several himself and quite enjoyed them, relishing those fading grins of supposed strength. He parked the bike out behind a dark van acknowledging it's existence only temporarily before passing it on and continuing into the hallow entryway with a gracious entry banner. "Welcome Gabriel" He grinned keeping his eyes up, hands narrowed around the hips as his gaze dropped not all too surprised at whom he saw. "A bit more of the Theatrics than I'd expect from you but then again we aren't all too close..." Gabriel said letting his voice echo in the large secluded room.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Sept 17, 2009 23:19:24 GMT -8
"A bit more of the Theatrics than I'd expect from you but then again we aren't all too close..." Gabriel said, and Matrim's fists tightened as he looked at his opponent. All of it set up for him, he wasn't even sure of Gabriel was worth of such a beating. But he wanted to send a message, and part of him wanted Gabriel to live with the shame, no matter how much he would like to tear his head off and mount it on a pike as a warning to the other "Dragons".
"Oh, I don't know about that," Matrim said, his voice echoing through the building as well, "I heard something strange, that you were a Dragon. And that really made me wonder, because as long as I've known you, you've despised Dragons. Your feelings toward Mathew Amtrum, and your feelings toward Linda Osako seemed pretty negative. Tell me Gabriel, have you truly become the thing you've hated? Or are you just an over enthusiastic mutt that needs to be put back in his cage?"
Matrim's fists tightened so much he was close to drawing blood, "E ys dra Ehvanhym Tnykuh, Kypneam. Druikr E tuh'd drehg E cruimt pa lymmehk oui dryd yhosuna. Damm sa, ev oui yna dnimo y Tnykuh, yht oui lyh cbayg dra duhkia, fryd ec ouin tnykuh hysa?"
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 17, 2009 23:31:05 GMT -8
A curious observant face met him as Matrim looked to be in the same place Gabriel himself was but a few months ago. Furious and pressed to the edge to make a point, funny he'd often imagined himself as bolderthen again he had been quite the narcasist back in the day. As for the ramark against the Dragons; Gabriel never had any malice towards them intentionally they were merely a tool or something that stood in his way. Amtrum had been an obstacle and soon enough a mentor, much like the ideal of Leon had been something strong and out of reach but a necessary evil to be procured to enhance his own skills.
Then he began to list of a phrse in Dragon that upon first wording of it Gabriel thought he'd driven Matrim mad. But soon enough the words began to come together. Infernal eh?
"Cruimt E pa cinbnecat? Rufajan E ys Dra Hujy Tnykuh... yht E yld binamo ihtan Mauh, hu uha rekran."
gabriel snarled back at him assuming a defensive stance. However short a time he'd been training under Leon he'd found enough loyalty in that to side with him, a master above him. Odd, he'd never like authority much... perhaps for a short while then.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Sept 17, 2009 23:41:14 GMT -8
Nova huh.... and it's funny that he should work under Leon....
"Oui yld ihtan Mauh? Yht du drehg vun y caluht drana oui ymsucd cuihtat mega y dnia Tnykuh. Ymm oui yna ec y vmihgo," Matrim replied, getting into no stance but simply tightening his fist as he charged, running at about half speed, waiting for it. If he had timed it correctly, which he knew he had......
The lights would flicker, and when they did Matrim would duck, rolling to the left before diving at Gabriel from slightly to the side, aiming low to 'spear' him with his shoulder, his hands coming around to grab Gabriel around the backs of his knee caps and pull up, sliding one of his feet forward to prevent going down with the Nova Dragon. If Matrim completed this task he would spin twice around to gain enough Momentum to toss Gabriel headfirst for a large metal machine, a cutter of some sort. Not that any of the sharp bits were exposed, but the headache would definitely hurt.
I'll fight like Leon for a bit, get him comfortable with this.... see what he can do.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 17, 2009 23:55:45 GMT -8
"E ys y Tnykuh!" Gabriel thrashed as he took off in the smae instant as Matrim hade only to calm himself and slow down drastically as Matrim's speed was higher than his own. He would listen to what Leon had said and control his emotions, not to let them get the better of him at least for now.
Gabriel watched as he charged the flicker of the lights bloting out any idea of where Matrim dissappeared to. Gabriel kept lumbering forward as he aimed both his arms in a triangle formation his back bending low and forward into an arrow like formation. His hand would visciously jut out before him the right hand firing forward and up in an angle to swipe where Matrim's head used to be and the other hand going down at the opposite angle swiping downward in a karate-chop-esk strike.
if Matrim was still in that forward motion Gabriel would be able to smack his face, however he'd trip over the body and plummet onto his face on the other side. His body would roll over in the dark and pop up ready for round two.
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Post by Linda Osako on Sept 18, 2009 1:21:47 GMT -8
Dragon chat... Clever, and it seemed that Gabriel was as he claimed. He knew the language, but he had not been informed of something that was important to every Dragon, independence. No one Dragon ruled over another, and Gabriel's position proved just how far from grace he had fallen. He barked that he was a dragon, amusing to the ears, but he had no idea that he was just a pawn. A pawn in a much larger game, this was not a game of chess. There were no kings, only leaders and pawns.
If Gabriel only knew where he stood. No Dragon has ever served another, it is an outright slap in the face for us to even accept a higher authority, let alone Leon Sudeki.
Linda's thoughts wandered as the newer generation of Dragons raged on.
I wonder... Did Leon ever tell Gabriel what makes a Dragon, or what we even represented? Clearly he must have forgotten. It must have slipped his mind. It had to of, otherwise would things be where they are now? Would I be forced to correct the error in breaking tradition? No longer any brother of mine... I will devour these young lings for they are impure. We will go down in history, but I'll be damned if that means we're going down like this, as dried up old fighters that appointed the weak to carry out our legacy. The Self Proclaimed King shall suffer a fool's death for his reckless arrogance.
"Delg... dulg... delg... dulg... desa ec kuehk du mayja oui eh dra ticd... hud yc y tnykuh... pid yc y mewynt eh y Tnykuh'c cgeh. Lusa du ouin cahcac meddma mewynt, oui ryja hu vena yht hu vidina ysuhk ic." The Bone Dragon whispered under her breath... over and over as she stood in the shadows. A harbinger of fate. A vessel of the end. The time of the whelps had come to an end.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Sept 18, 2009 9:10:18 GMT -8
Gabriel would find that Matrim was a bit more reactive than to simply run into a punch, not only was he fast but he was reactive enough so dodge, even in this conditions. His face moving around the punch as it came. Though Gabriel would still end up falling over his body, Matrim still hitting him out at the legs but not fully attempting to tackle him down since dodging the punch made him lose momentum. But he would throw Gabriel over his body instead and continue forward a bit, looking back.
"Oui'na fayg, Kypneam. Oui cyo oui'na y Tnykuh yht drah oui vummuf Mauh? Oui ynah'd y Tnykuh, oui'na dra drehk Tnykuhc ayd," Matrim said, egging him on, "Hud du sahdeuh ruf fayg oui yna, ruf iddanmo bydradel ed ec dryd oui ryja y vymca dedma. Ed fyc lniam uv Mauh du keja oui ed, du cruf oui fryd oui lyh'd dnimo pa, po ymmufehk oui du pameaja dryd ed'c dnimo fryd oui yna."[/i]
Matrim put his fists up, aiming to get Gabriel to come to him. He knew he could anger him beyond anything else. There was almost no chance in hell he wouldn't continue to get bashed like this. Matrim wanted to draw out Gabriel's best, right down to the very last drop. He wanted to see exactly what it was that made Leon hallucinate a dragon.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 18, 2009 11:13:26 GMT -8
Weak eh? Gabriel found himself chuckling lightly at the response. Obviously Matrim had indeed seen very little og Gabriel as of late, he'd yet to see him under a training situation, under the influence of a control that expanded his own willpower. The power of the Nova Dragon. A dark scowl appeared on his face.
"Cu oui fyhd du caa bufan..." Gabriel smirked as his fists clenched and the enclosed area seemed to intensify with a sudden reaction to heat something Matrim must have become very familiar with himself.
"Here it goes."'
Gabriel ran at Matrim before dropping into a swift slide tackle his right hand coming upward in an attempt to grab at Matrim's legs and perhaps cause major damage to his legs and sear the flesh from them. Once the slide was complete he'd drop his weight into his heels and pull up the otherside opening into a defensive stance with fists up on the other side.
(OOC: whoops Strength: 77 Constitution: 145 Charisma: 47
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Sept 18, 2009 13:19:25 GMT -8
Matrim dived to the side, Gabriel's fingers barely getting close enough to graze his pant leg. Still, damage was done and Matrim felt it, it was heat damage of some kind but luckily there wasn't too much of it and Matrim could take it quite well. He stood, up looking to Gabriel seemed to be waiting for Matrim. Matrim grinned, "You burn, you don't shock... there was no flame... not quite what I can do....."
...but close enough!
Matrim's entire body became engulfed in flame, as a rush of Qi he had never experienced before rushed through his body, waking every muscle in his body up. His clothes didn't burn, yet were engulfed in the flames as well, his hair flowed for a little bit, and he found it strange to breath, the air that was being burned by the flames near his mouth allowed him to breath, as if he was breathing from the flames themselves... he could see through them, but there was definitely a bit more orange and waviness to the heat he was giving out. He could hear the flames, but he could still hear everything else perfectly. He had never covered this much in flames, and yet here he was, 100% covered. And now, he wouldn't have to worry about Gabriel's little trick.
"You...." He said, "You probably weren't expecting this....... were you?"
He would walk slowly towards Gabriel. Matrim was faster, stronger now than he was before. Gabriel wouldn't know that since he had never been able to do this before. Just as Matrim didn't know Gabriel's new trick whatever it was, Gabriel wouldn't know Matrim's new trick.
"This... will be interesting...."
Matrim rushed at Gabriel, aiming to grab both of his hands at the wrists and deliver a flaming headbutt at full speed and full strength. Hopefully Gabriel would be completely off guard considering the change in Matrim's speed, his flames, and the fact that he was about to get headbutted by Matrim with increased strength.
The device on Matrim's arm started, absorbing the heat from around the area.
(OOC: Strength: 156 Dexterity: 144 Constitution: 87 Intelligence: 87 Wisdom: 122 Charisma: 78 [-5, then +2 from Wrath of Infernal Dragon] Posts of Continuous Use: 1)
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 18, 2009 13:41:28 GMT -8
Gabriel's eyes twitched slightly on the other end of the attack. A flamming Matrim, what a surprise though he could only suspect that the man had gotten stronger, that fire Qi of his must have expanded drastically since his last encounter with it. Gabriel merely laughed so had his own becoming something more fearful, perhaps not with Leon's collar on but still it would take time to build to such an extent that it would go unrivaled.
Gabriel braced himself for the charge meeting Matrim far sooner than expected and delivered a headbutt as well meeting in the center as the comnbined heat seared the base of flesh at his forehead melting nearl to the bone but Gabriel just bit down in distain as the flanks of his legs pressed back against Matrim's incredible boost. He was in fact a great rival, dispite the edge's they'd been pressed to in Gabriel's experience none other had amounted to the competetive fury the two had when matched. This would not be over soon, and when is was cataclism was inevitable.
Gabriel tore back tooth and nail trying not to free himself from Matrim's clutches moreso to regain control of the situation. With a tight yank Gabriel would try throwing Matrim aside and to the floor, whether it worked or not Gabriel would charge again using his knee's and feet to kick and if his hands were free he would throw several punches in an attempt to sear Matrim's own flesh.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Sept 18, 2009 15:34:21 GMT -8
Matrim maintained control of the wrists, his head having been hurt a bit from the headbutt, but not enough to make a difference. While Gabriel was being burnt up, he would notice Matrim not be affected by his Qi. And as he went to yank Matrim, find that Matrim was a bit stronger than that, keeping exactly where he was.
Time to fight like a Dragon....
When Gabriel went to kick at Matrim, Matrim would jump up into the air, pull on Gabriel's wrists as he brought his knees up to his chest and kick out sideways at Gabriel, twisting his body as if performing some sort of skateboarding move. His right heel aimed for Gabriel's face, his left heel aimed for his chest, and all this, Matrim was still burning. Matrim's machine recharged once more, and should he connect he would let go with his hands and fall back, rolling into a backwards somersault where he would end up on one knee, with a hand touching down as he looked up at the opponent he most likely just smashed in the face.
(OOC: Strength: 156 Dexterity: 144 Constitution: 85 Intelligence: 87 Wisdom: 122 Charisma: 80 [+2 from Wrath of Infernal Dragon] Posts of Continuous Use: 2)
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 19, 2009 0:17:45 GMT -8
Gabriel's head was cindered fairly bad the initial layer of skin peeling free from the flam, his blood had corroded and congealed over it's original exposure to the laceration. He grunted lightly pulling into the strike allowing for Matrim to perform his Arial feat.
Silly Matrim Arial attacks are for kids! Gabriel took the opportunity while Matrim was in the air to proceed to pull his muscles into the flight pattern and launch the man over his left shoulder and into the floor. Though all the while he'd still take the hit to the gut from the man's boot, he'd still use that momentum to roll into it. Concidering his body was maintaining flight he may have used torso muscles to shift his alignment but due to initial momentum atop Gabriel's own pull he shouldn't have been able to evade the motion. Gabriel would provide a firm grip on Matrim's wrists the whole while not allowing for an escape from his fate.
At this point Gabriel's waist would turn as well to send him sailing to the floor on the other side allowing Gabriel's knee to come into contact with Matrim's exposed face.
On the other side Gabriel would attempt to mount Matrim and send a volley of knee jabs to his downed face, hopefully scarring the pavement into his features. Leave a nasty reminder on his face. And while the heat didn't matter the pressure from constant radioactive expose would surely pay the price. CANCER FOR JU!
(OOC: Strength: 94 Constitution: 114 Charisma: 45)
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Sept 20, 2009 13:34:31 GMT -8
Matrim's feet somehow connected with gut, and while Gabriel tried to grab a hold onto Matrim's wrists, he would find that the way he had grabbed him didn't allow for a good grip for anyone, especially considering his whole body was on fire. When Gabriel threw Matrim over his shoulder he went, and he let go, ducking his head down he manged to roll into a somersault away from Gabriel, getting up and turning around to see Gabriel doing.... well something. He must have expected Matrim to still be there, but he actually used the momentum to roll himself forward, distancing himself from Gabriel a bit more.
His machine whirred, keeping him fueled and ready, he put his fists up, "Lookin for me?" He said with his fists up, waving Gabriel on.
(OOC: Strength: 156 Dexterity: 144 Constitution: 85 Intelligence: 87 Wisdom: 122 Charisma: 82 [+2 from Wrath of Infernal Dragon] Posts of Continuous Use: 3)
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