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Post by Kevala Badoer on Oct 29, 2009 16:07:32 GMT -8
Okay, she had lost her fucking mind. It was that simple. Here she was, in a dark, secluded spot. Only the street lights to illuminate the area, waiting on a guy she had met only twice. Once in a brief encounter after class and another when she had stopped him outside of the school. She had asked him a simple question.
Sky right? Look. I heard that you were training people around the school. If so, I was wondering if you would have time to work with me?
His answer had been a slight laugh and a nod of his head. Right then she should have turned around and forgot the whole idea. But instead she had nodded, handed him the adress of the spot she had chosen and the time she would be there.
Idiot!
Okay, worse came to worse.... he would
Kill Me!!!
No, it would not be THAT bad....
She hoped...heh
So here she stood. Her brown hair pulled back into a ponytail. Dressed in a pair of loose cotton pants and a mens white tank top which held tightly to her slender form. Her sneakers hitting against the dirt of the vacant lot as she walked about nervously.
She was horrible at fighting. Having only done so twice. But she needed to learn. In this place it was fight of get taken advantage of.
Sure her home was safe. State of the art security and guards on every possible opening. But she did not stay there all the time and she needed to know how to defend herself. Especially since Arthur kept coming at her.
She checked her watch. Hopefully the guy would show. Though if he did not it would not hurt her feelings she supposed. Heh. Oh yeah..she needed her head checked.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Oct 29, 2009 19:56:02 GMT -8
Of course the blasted woman had chosen a dark abandoned spot. It seems as though she was keen on inflicting pain unto herself, what first with shacking up with Katsuri, then picking fights with Gabriel, now she deemed it necessary to stand out in a cold abandoned street corner almost like a common hooker. Obviously furious Sky emerged from a dark cloak ascending through the brief midst. His feature's blank but in his eyes you could tell there was a fair share of anger.
"Follow me..." He'd suggest quickly as he walked on pasted her and down the allyway.
He could have been leading her astray, to kill and rape her. Certainly not in that order but it was indeed a possibility for a strange man to take full advantage of but Sky was not there for such a purpose rather he had intended fully on training her to her fullest potential.
"A warrier always has respect for themself, never let yourself be taken the fool..." He would say in a commanding and almost harsh voice.
A door on the brick wall opened sharply revealing a long dark corridor, at it's end resided another door which Sky opened gentlmanly for her. Behind that door there was an open ring. Boxing of course, he was planning on going over the basics. From there he'd build her into what she desired. A warrier after his own ends.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Oct 29, 2009 20:48:10 GMT -8
Well didnt somebody get up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. Bitchy bitchy bitchy. And they say women have PMS. Heh. But none the less Kevala followed. Why she still had no clue..(ooc: and will most likely make her mun suffer for doing this to her later XD ) But she did just the same.
Entering into the area and crossing her arms over her chest. Okay. She could do this. She could keep from getting killed. She hoped. Though at the rate she was going. Why not? Heh. It would not have surprised her.
Part of her wanted to say something snippy in return, but she was at least smart enough to hold her tongue. Okay. Calm, deep breaths....Calm, deep breaths.....
Asshole!
That mental outburst making her feel a bit better. Though not much. Okay, so now that they were here she would finally let those icy hues look at him. For a moment. Waiting to get her head bit off once more.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Oct 29, 2009 21:10:23 GMT -8
Sky slunk under the restrained rope, the arena was initially built for boxing but could be switched about for any such purpose. He found it quite useful for his own training. Though Qi was by chance a no-no here, he'd prefer to get this place destroyed just yet. He slid off his coat revealing muscular pale white shoulders.
Sky wore a black wife beater and black cargo jeans. His entire body was rather pale and justly intensified by the cold temperature of the room. Almost as if this were a meat locker. He bounced to-and-fro to keep warm, a steady breath escaping his lips with each movement.
"Join me..." It was a simply command.
"Now, I'm going to teach you a bit of basics here... to start with boxing." Sky would bounce a single time landing on his right foot he'd fire off a right gloved fist into her face. With the punch he'd exhale. Of course it'd be at 25% strength so as to not knock her out. He just wanted to teach in motion.
"With each motion in boxing, one must learn to control your breathing...it is everything. The life force to a fight, any chance you can take that from your foe do so at any cost."
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Oct 29, 2009 23:33:46 GMT -8
She watched as he crawled into the ring. Those icy eyes following his movements as she herself moved closer. Then he was commanding her into the ring.
She was so gonna get her ass handed to her.
But none the less she crawled into the ring. Her eyes focused on him as he spoke. Searching his form for the slightest hint of movement.
She caught it, but not quite fast enough. That his connecting with her face, her head jerking to the side, and getting her eyes to flash red for a moment. But she was able to keep it under control. Shaking her head as the color of her eyes faded slowly back to icy blue.
Okay, so she had known that was coming and the pain was more than welcome to her. But the idea of being hit in the face pissed her off to no end. Hell even Katsuri had learned that real fast. Her form moving about now. Keeping eyes locked onto him as she did so. Trying to ensure that this time she would catch those little movements which indicated a hit was coming.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Oct 30, 2009 1:04:43 GMT -8
Sky glared back apparently she hadn't learned her lesson the first time he hit her. Simple enough of a fix. Sky activated a simple burst coming straight at her all to obviously before shifting at the last moment to full speed burst smack her in the face with a left hand.
He'd back up far enough to make room, "Don't dwell on past motives, flow as water does... Breath like air." It all meant something here and while he was beating her Sky hoped to teach her skills.
A slow process undoubtably but essentially she'd be stronger due to it. "Before you strike see how you're going to hit... breath into the attack, keep your mind calm and controlled. Focus on the objective and don't blink..."
He would say all this too simply and too calmly to be expressed normally.
(ooc: Dexterity: 230 Charisma: 100
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Oct 30, 2009 12:50:33 GMT -8
Okay, the hitting in the face really needed to stop. That hand connecting with her face and making her growl. Fine, go with the flow basically. So, she did. Her eyes flashing red as she did not fight to hold back the anger that burned inside her. Watching him more intently as he spoke and then nodding. A deep breath drawn in as she thought quickly over her possible options and then shifted her form. Her weight being placed onto her left leg so that she could shift her balance. Allowing the right leg to come up, aimed at his hitting his ribs.
Though she doubted it would connect, she figured the best thing to do would be to prepare for him grabbing her leg. Which if he did, and if she fell, her other leg would come up and kick at his stomach. But if she did not fall, then she was screwed.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Oct 30, 2009 15:00:47 GMT -8
He waited patiently a progressive stance built prepared for it all to come. A sudden kick, but no breath he stared intently focused grabing her by the leg only to feel her whole weight into it. If he dropped her there the hit wouldn't connect but he took it regardless with a soft hmph. The anger returning to his eyes.
"Breath.... With each attack, be focused and passionate with each strike. don't let yourself be caught off guard."
He began pacing, how could he refer this to her native tongue, "Like sex....."
Sky started before raising his fists up again, "You want to be aggressive and always dominate."
Sky would fire a swift punch at 25% his normal speed and fire towards her face again.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Oct 31, 2009 21:43:07 GMT -8
Like sex?
Seriously?
She growled softly, those red eyes flashing toward him as she watched him. What the hell did he know about her sex life?
Nothing. That is what.
Cause if he did, then he would know that she liked NOT being in control. Heh. But hey let him think what he would about how she liked to get down in the bedroom.
As his next hit came she would actually notice it, her head moving out of the way as her arm came up to block. BREATHING as she did such and then bringing her other arm up in the same motion in an attempt to hit him in the face. IF, and it was a BIG if at this point, it connected, her next thought would have been something along the lines of
~Dont like that do ya asshole?~
But if it did not, well then she was screwed. Heh.
~I am going to be so sore in the morning. I just know it.~
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Nov 1, 2009 23:18:08 GMT -8
Sky jabbed quickly expecting similar results to happen once again, it was like children not to listen to their superior and that was more of less how he'd envisioned the first fight at least until the second round but therin he was certainly surprized. A stealthy jab caught his lower jaw forcing him to subvertly bite down making his lips extra rosy with the sudden blood.
"Good... You're breathing now.." He'd say simply before tossing aside the gloves nodding for her to do the same.
"Thats basic boxing, with each punch you breath now we get to the intense level of fighting." Sky would say with a bit more excitement in his words.
'Sorry for throwing you in this too fast but learning needs to be rapid' he'd mentally jot down before thrusting himself into the fight again aiming a tackle around her mid-section to take the woman down. His hands would move up her body to pin the arms above her head and stradle her waist. Moving one hand to clasp the two together above her head while he used the one to aim inches from her face.
"This is a good position for me...now try and break loose..."
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Nov 1, 2009 23:32:28 GMT -8
She had to admit that she was surprised that her hand actually hit him. But hey. Not to say she was not happy about it. Then she noted the change in his tone.
Okay then. Hey, whatever kept her from getting completely destroyed in this situation. She noted him tossing the gloves aside and would in turn do the same. Those red eyes following him as he moved and as he spoke.
Then, he came at her, grabbing her about the waist and throwing her to the ground. Soon enough he was atop her, his hands pinning her own as she looked down at her.
Get out of this one? Sure why not?
"Now this is where my skills in the bedroom come into play."
Grinning as her hips shifting her her legs coming up, hopefully wrapping about his shoulders and giving her enough leverage to pull him back off of her and onto the ground.
IF....big if people....this worked, then she would sit up enough to aim a punch at his stomach. Again....BIG if...heh. Breathing the entire time as was instructed.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Nov 2, 2009 0:02:21 GMT -8
Sky felt himself tugged back not simply by strength but by a certain form of leaverage. She was drastically weaker than him but applying that essential motion gave her a complete advantage. A brilliant scheme putting into play her flexibility. Sky would drop back taking the punch in the gut with a sudden,
"Oomph," Then as the roll continued his legs would wrap around her exposed end and continue pulling using the strength in his back to alter the momentum. He'd continue pulling until she was held up into an arial kick stand. Sky's back elongated against the ground while his legs kept her suspended above in midair. Potentially each was very vulnerable it was simply a matter of who moved correctly.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Nov 2, 2009 0:32:06 GMT -8
Okay, to say that hitting him was not fun would be a lie. But then he had been an ass to her at first. So what did you expect. But then, just as her hand drew back from his stomach, she felt herself being lifted up by his legs. The shift of such and that of his back causing her small form to lift upward into the air.
Okay, this was a tricky one.
The only thing she could think to do was to curl her legs up and wrap her arms about his legs, thowing all of her weight back. Sure, if said move worked she would hit the ground rather hard, but it would hopefully prevent him from doing too much damage to her, for now. If it did not work, well then this one was going to him.
But hey! She did good so far right?
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Nov 2, 2009 0:44:13 GMT -8
With her move being at her best capacity Sky was in total control of the scenario, his first thought of course was to drop the small woman onto her head. Absolutly capable of breaking her neck at this point, atop of that he could have destroyed her. But also to consider, his reason for her here was not to be just another victory on his belt. He intended for him to be one of his stronger proteges. Of course Gabriel did have his share in the past; Conner Dwyre, a blind man who grew to oppose him at Ground Zero. Victor D'armond, his greatest of proteges far surpassing his expectations. He was extremely proud and even came to fear the man at some point. Grav Le'beau, a mere soldier in his eyes but to grow nonetheless.
His next few would surpass them as he hoped; Gilgamesh, Kevala, and Mitsukai. Each potentials in their own rights. Each very powerful and lead by the strongest thing of all. Their hearts.
Now the option remained. To crush or to build. In an instant his feet hitched up kicking Kevala into the air whilst butterfly kicking to catch her in the attempt and slam the wind out of her on the mat. If successful it'd be the least of the damage he could cause her. Forcing her on her side on the mat.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Nov 2, 2009 0:51:21 GMT -8
Yeah, okay so that did not work and just as she suspected, it hurt to not work. Those kicks landing against her and her small form ending up on the mat on her side.
Struggling to catch her breath she would let her hand fall to the mat, weight shifting as she pushed herself up, enough so that she could bring one knee up to the mat and then shift her weight, allowing her other leg to stretch out as her body turned. Really hoping she kicked him.
"That hurt fucker..."
A sick little laugh escaping her as the pain settled into her. Hey, when you had a thing for pain, you found the strangest things fun.
If she did manage to kick him, then good, if not then she would try and regain her footing by pushing her body to hop up and stand once more. That was of course granted he did nothing in between to hinder her.
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