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Post by Kevala Badoer on Dec 3, 2009 20:36:40 GMT -8
(ooc: Okay so this is before the kidnapping since I have no clue how long our other thread will be or what will happen. )
Okay so this is how this was gonna work. She was here, at the playground....
Yes the playground.....
Waiting on Gabriel.
BUT!! It was late at night and the area was empty and illuminated by the area lights that surrounded this place. The only figure besides her own was that of Ivan, his big ass parked on a bench not far off as they waited on the Master. Yeah yeah.....Technically that is what Gabriel was, but to her, he was more like her best friend, or a big brother...despite how he felt toward her....
~Who you are still in love with.~
~I know. But it is fine.~
~But he does not love you.~
~And I would never ask him to~
She did not know why her mind argued this point. It always got confused when she threw out that little bit of information. No, she did not care if he ever loved her and even he had to admit she had never once even hinted that she wanted him to. She never would. But she was not one to keep her own feeling locked away.
Dressed in a pair of black workout pants, a white t-shirt and grey hooded jacket she stood there. The night air cool enough to show her breath as it exited into the air. Small white puffs released lightly from her as she sighed.
Where the hell was he?
And why the hell was she always waiting on him?
~Cause you love him?~
~SHUT UP!~
Turning to Ivan she would speak up.
"Hey Lurch! Still mobile or did the cold weather freeze your ass to the bench?"
She snickered lightly at herself. Oh come on! He was always there! Gods! Of course she was gonna give him hell!
Bouncing off toward the playground equipment she would sit her ass down in a swing and slowly begin to move herself back and forth. Her small hands gripping the chairs that held it up as she leaned back to look up at the night sky.
Always listening. Fully expecting him to pop up and knock the shit out of her. Paranoid? Sorta. >.>
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Dec 3, 2009 21:03:53 GMT -8
Out of nowhere it would seem as though the caped crusader emerged. Well he was no masked hero, in fact he didn't even wear a cape. Just long black slacks and coat tails at the end of his buttocks region which acted as covers for the blades at his flank during the cold winter night. Course this was California, even still it was fairly cold considering. Gabriel's shimmering pale chest showed that much as he felt frost nipping at his chest. Bad night not to wear a shirt.
"Okay then lets get this started...."
His husky voice called. All his armaments had been left aside except the dreary Sol blade he beckoned. He wanted to feel the weight as he moved and would surely adapt to it. Time would be a large necessity to that factor.
(ooc: Str: 27 Dex: 49 Con: 54 Int: 39 Wis: 53 Cha: 13)
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Dec 3, 2009 21:31:27 GMT -8
Just had to go without a shirt didnt he?
BAH!
~Stay focused!~
~I know I know~
Hopping off the swing she would move toward him, her hand coming up to push back the hood of her jacket and letting those brown strands fall about her form.
" 'Bout time you showed up."
A little grin tugging on her lips as she moved toward him, her right fist shooting out toward his gut, quickly followed by her left leg coming and side kicking into his knee.
Now, assuming anything worked she would bounce back. But given this was Gabriel we are talking about, she was most likely to end up on her back. Cause...he always did seem to like her that way. Hehe.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Dec 5, 2009 11:59:59 GMT -8
Gabriel grinned with a soft sigh watching her approach increasingly fast. What he required was his own quick evasion tactic. This is what he tried for pulling off, being at the top of the slide Gabriel leaped out into the air performing a full body somersault in the air coming down onto his feet perfectly. The only adverse effect was a buckle onto his heels not nearly as strong as they'd once been without the blade felt now slightly weakened.
"Gotta be quicker than that ma belle."
Gabriel smiled not providing with a counter attack, he merely wanted to test his own evasionary tactics at the moment while pressing Kevala to use her own abilities.
"How about you show me your Qi capabilities." Gabriel smiled suspecting enough that she'd had one, she was a Katashi after all.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Dec 5, 2009 15:57:22 GMT -8
She stopped, turning to face him once more as she spoke. Gods what was it with her and her Qi all of a sudden? She would grumble lightly as she drew in a deep breath, unlocking that power she held within her as those eyes turned black with red swirls twisting about in them; ever active in their movement.
Then, materializing beside her was her clone. Standing there, dressed in the same manner, hair falling in the same direction, not a difference to be seen between the two as they each tilted their head to the side.
Those dual images of him now filtering through her mind as she assessed the situation and they ran their tongue over their lips.
Kev sent the game plan about her mind, each move being directed out. The clone being sent in first, moving toward him and the real Kev going behind her.
They both reached him, the clone first, throwing a right hook toward his face and then a left uppercut. The real Kev taking the chance to position herself behind him and deliver a kick to his ribs with her right leg.
Assuming it all worked that is. Heh
( Stats With Qi Activated:
Strength: 23 Dexterity: 30 Constitution: 33 Intelligence: 38 Wisdom: 33 Charisma: 22
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Dec 5, 2009 20:03:11 GMT -8
Gabriel reacted quickly taking notice to watch as her body enacted a split. This was certainly peculiar, was it an actual split or merely a mirage? Regardless Gabriel would strike out with as much fury as noted before. Taking a half step forward and ducking the first blow he'd come up quickly firing his fist into the Clone's face only to feel the swat of her uppercut to his jaw.
Gagging Gabriel felt himself uproot from the ground for but a moment only to be shot ajar towards the ground by a kick to his ribs from behind. Damn This was indeed going to be a problem, fighting one Kevala he thought at this point would be difficult but two was simply maddening. He grinned at the impossible act before him and stood prepared to do battle. Hell this was what he'd lived for.
Jutting his hands out quickly Gabriel ran forward jumping to his right to fire his right leg in a kick to her face only to throw all his weight down and to the left across face firing his fist into the clone. He'd fight on two fronts for his own amusement making it extremely difficult for himself alone.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Dec 5, 2009 20:30:49 GMT -8
The orginal took the kick to the face, sending her down onto her hands and knees as she spit a bit of blood from her mouth. All the while keeping track of what happened as she saw the images from the clones mind.
The clone would then recieve a punch to her face, sending her back a few steps. But, Kev had not been hit, and therefore was not stunned and held back, instead she instantly sent the attack through so that no sooner had the hit landed than the clone would lift up her right leg and aim to kick him in the gut.
The real Kev by now having jumped back up, turning to face them once more. She would dash forward, her right first shooting out to hopefully nail him in the kidney area before using her left to do the same to the other side.
Her mind having the clone then send an elbow toward his face.
Hopefully one or more of their attacks would land. If not..then...they would just have to try again.
( Con: 28 )
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Dec 5, 2009 20:40:47 GMT -8
Gabriel felt claustrophobic at this point as the two persona's encircled him he was at odds end and didn't foresee a way out of this being all too easy, it'd be a forceful battle and he'd have to press on through. Taking the blows to his gut and kidney he worked his way so that they were cornered against the slide. In this instant Gabriel would move swiftly to grapple a hand around each of their throats and hold them up off the ground.
*thwack*
The last solid blow connecting with his face before he spat the blood forming in his mouth out unto the ground. He'd return the blow with a subtle smirk smashing both of them into the plastic slide of the playground.
"You're getting better.." Gabriel mumbled out gasping his breath.
It'd been a long while since he'd actually felt tired. It was a good feeling, the sweat at his brow forming in the cold night and the blood and throbbing in his cheek. He felt the need for that humanity again, it was spiritual in a sense.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Dec 5, 2009 22:27:59 GMT -8
As their hits connected she would try and back off, but before she could his hand was about her throat as well as the clones. Each one of them being held off the ground and then slammed into the playground.
Taking a moment for Kev to clear her mind and assess the situation she would reach up, gripping at his hand, the clone doing the same as he spoke.
Yes well, she did have a good teacher. And had sparred against some other pretty amazing fighters. So, it was good that she was getting better. If she wasn't then she would be worried.
"Well I have a pretty good teacher."
Either way, she would use this chance to have the clone raise her right foot to slam into his chest. Her own left foot coming up at exactly the same time and slamming into the opposite side.
Or at least it was the goal. Her right fist jabbing out as well. Another attempt to smack him in the face.
Either way, she could feel the light strain of her qi pulling on her but she was far from done. At least for now.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Dec 5, 2009 22:34:26 GMT -8
Gabriel would feel the sudden assault on his chest press him back, he'd release the grip he had closely looped around their necks and go with the force that sent him back. From there he'd tuck and go up and over. Pulling his body into a backwards flip he'd evade the punches and get to a different altitude.
His body stood balanced atop the see-saw waiting boyishly with a huge grin, of course he was a bit old for this place remembering the last time he'd fought here smashing a kids face on the see-saw, and then of course the fight with David Blaze where the man had almost removed his rib cage.
"C'mon, lets see what'chu got." Gabriel mocked presenting a challenging hand gesture.
He'd leave it at that his position angled at 1 o'clock her direction. His hand fluttering very genuinely before her in acceptance of a battle.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Dec 5, 2009 22:43:41 GMT -8
Both of her would fall to the ground, landing flat on their asses as he released that grip and went backward. But it did not take them long to end up on their feet again, looking at him as he spoke.
Okay so now what?
Well the clone was given her directions as Kev would tilt her head lightly.
"Having fun?"
She grinned softly as the clone took off and would jump up onto the see-saw. Only wishing to throw off his balance enough so that Kev could move in, jumping up and throwing both feet toward his gut.
Yeah she wanted to knock his happy ass off.
IF it worked or even if it did not, the clone would then advance on him, a right hook thrown to his face and a swift left kick to his ribs.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Dec 6, 2009 15:02:25 GMT -8
Gabriel smiled shortly his keen eyes settling on her rather than the duplicate. This was still fairly interesting though he wondered how long before the double began suffering from the effects a Qi generally had on someone. Curious very curious indeed.
"Quite actually..." Gabriel smiled in response only slightly ruffled up by the loss of balance, there was still plenty of control left in him.
As she lunged into attack Gabriel would clasp a grip around her ankle grunting slightly as he tossed her boy aside with the momentum she'd gathered and he'd run forward into the doubles punch ducking it easily to grasp the punch over his shoulder. The sudden throb of the kick impacting onto his ribs, regardless he'd roll and toss the clone over his shoulder and off the see-saw with little trouble.
He was breathing hard now, the constant attack on his ribs made him feel suddenly under attack, he needed to bring this around and knock some sense into the girl.
"Okay now, lets see you not hold back." Gabriel taunted a bit before standing to full height once more.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Dec 6, 2009 15:16:57 GMT -8
Okay so yeah, she was tossed off and then there went the other her. Not like she was not expecting it either. In fact she was surprised she had made it this far really. Shaking her head as a slow dull throb started in her temples. But for now she would push the pain aside, she knew what it was but she really did not want to let it get to her just yet.
Instead she would regain her footing, forcing the clone up as well. Both girls now standing beside each other they would face him a soft growl escaping them both as they ran their tongues over their lips.
They would then take off toward him. One going to throw a kick to his ribs, having noted the difference in his breathing and the wave of emotions rolling off of him. The other passing behind the original Kev's back and managing to get behind him. Her fist shooting out toward the back of his head before her foot would lift up in an attempt to boot him in the butt.
If that worked and he went forward, the other would side step out of the way and deliver an elbow to the face.
Stopping as another wave of pain hit her, this time stronger but again, nothing she could not handle.
Both sets of eyes falling over him. Despite where they ended up. >.>
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Dec 6, 2009 21:30:52 GMT -8
Gabriel found the two hits contact his body and himself collapse from the sudden pain. He couldn't take on two of them at once. Not yet at least. Looking down at his waist noticing the blade in it's sheath he grinned slightly, for now he was moderately weaker than everyone, soon enough he'd be far beyond this point. The point of a warrior, invincible.
"I'll give you this one...You've beaten me Kev."
Gabriel smiled wiping the blood from his lips, He was impressed, incredible how much stronger she'd gotten, and the ability to control her clone was beyond powerful, if she managed to grow beyond this point Gabriel could see her as becoming unstoppable.
"Incredible growth... I'm impressed."
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Dec 6, 2009 21:53:55 GMT -8
Wait....
What???
She won?
OMG!!! Inside her mind was too stunned to even start talking to itself. As he spoke she would let the clone fade, calling it back and instantly feeling the pain consume her head all the more....feeling the warm trickle of blood from her nose.
Reaching up she brushed it away with the back of her sleeve as she grinned softly toward him.
"Nah. You are just getting old."
She laughed softly before she would nudge him slightly. Though it was barely a little touch of her fingers to his shoulder. She would then reach up, brushing away a bit of blood from his lips that he had missed.
"But honestly. I would not be getting better if not for you. Thanks."
She smiled once more and then tilted her head slightly. Those icy hues scanning over him as she pushed back the pain in her head. Her hands shaking slightly.
"So you gonna just sit there and bleed or you gonna get up so we can get our asses out of this cold weather? Though the fact that Ivan is forced to sit his big ass there til we leave is amusing to me. But still...."
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