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Post by Gabriel Seran on Dec 14, 2009 12:39:30 GMT -8
It was but a short while ago, Kev spent the day in the hospital and another passing moment when she tried coming onto him in a failed attempt though it did incite thoughts. Gabriel was human after all and was indeed susceptible to womanly charms. Though they did not interfere with his ideals when it came to power and control, above all those stood as his forerunner for the future where things presently stood.
This weekend Gabriel had planned for himself a bit of intense training wanting to swiftly move through and prepare Kevala for the future where she'd undoubtedly have to protect him for a short while and assure that he wouldn't fall under the hammer of opposing forces hell bent upon destroying his frailties.
Standing in the middle of the park he wavered, shifting his position as the weighted sword held him back to an extent. It lingered providing that he was certainly held back. But it didn't keep him vulnerable long, shifting to control the power of the blade. He'd linger shortly in attempts to gather his own balance and focus, yes he didn't see himself ascending soon but there were a great many ordeals ahead where he needed to improve.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Dec 14, 2009 12:48:19 GMT -8
Yes, it had been a few days since she had gotten out of the hospital, and the little female with a solid mission in mind had been very busy. Though she would not reveal her actions as of yet. No, she would meet him as he asked and would in the end undoubtedly get her little ass kicked. But that was nothing she could not handle.
She had been through it enough to be used to it by now. Dressed in a pair of black pants, which hugged the soft curves of her hips and a black tank top which stopped short of her midsection, she would make her way into the park, those icy hues falling over him as she grinned softly.
Her backpack being tossed to the side, though within eye shot. Yes, she could not be losing that thing any time soon. It held too much important.....things....to be tossed aside and forgotten.
"Well...I am here."
She kept those eyes on him as she crossed her arms over her chest. If he thought she wanted him just to want him, then he was not as smart as she thought. No, she wanted him cause she loved him. But in the end, she was only being a tease....cause well..he started it!!!
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Dec 14, 2009 12:53:26 GMT -8
Gabriel grinned having been focusing for a whole few minutes, and rather than giving into the impulse to talk he moved quickly shifting the blade into his back case. Still heavy on his frame as it slowed him regardless he'd still move into action.
"Think fast."
Gabriel shifted springing rapidly for her flank as he leaped into the air throwing a fast kick at her upper torso to lower neck region. From there whether he hit or miss he'd crouch and throw a fast dagger-like punch to her gut without halting. This was training level two, it was faster and more intense, no mercy.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Dec 14, 2009 13:01:38 GMT -8
She figured as much and was ready when he came at her, her body turning out of the way and avoiding the kick only to have his fist collide with her stomach.
Though the instant it did her hands shot down, gripping his wrist in order to hold him to her and her own leg coming up and extending outward to kick him in the gut.
Now whether it did or did not connect she would then release his wrist and just in time to throw and uppercut right to his jaw.
All the while dragging in heavy breaths to try and catch the air he had knocked out of her.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Dec 14, 2009 13:07:49 GMT -8
Gabriel wasn't holding back this bout though still was fairly close to the gut to avoid the full on kick, taking it easily he pressed in close however taking the kick with less extension and therefore negating her uppercut as he grasped around her waist to left up, shift her body so that now she was upside down and then he'd drop her on her head proceeding with a left legged kick to the face.
His breath was calmer, but still raging with the quickened fight, it'd been awhile since he'd gone all out on someone. Though he was sure the future'd be full of fights quite like this one.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Dec 14, 2009 13:12:03 GMT -8
Okay so she was lifted up and dropped on her head. FUCK! But she managed to avoid the kick to the face. Gods this was gonna suck! She just knew it!
But she would roll out of the way and fire a quick kick to his knee. Throwing all her strength behind it and then hopping back to her feet. Her fist firing a shot to his kidneys before she would bounce back. Needing to put a quick distance between them just to gain better control of herself in this situation.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Dec 14, 2009 13:16:46 GMT -8
Taking the hit to the kneecap he fell horizontally. His hand reaching out to grasp his ground and reassert himself somehow rather he came to terms with his balance as he held himself with the single ground using his abs strength to project his feet and fire a kick towards Kevala in the chest. Is successful he'd null the hit to his kidneys, if however it missed he'd fall to his side and roll over back on his feet, the mess of his hair now riddled with the winter leaves fallen from the days prior.
"K'mon quit holding back on me."
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Dec 14, 2009 13:22:32 GMT -8
She felt that hit to her chest, sending her back though as soon as she it the ground she would roll and hop back up. Those eyes falling over him as he spoke.
Again she took off toward him, this time throwing a kick to his ribs and then a series of left and right blows to his gut. IF she made it that far it was.
She would then turn, her body shifting and throwing her elbow back and into his gut.
Not sure if any of it would work, but hey, she was still getting better none the less.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Dec 14, 2009 13:38:21 GMT -8
Gabriel didn't falter having taken the blows and sending his kick he rolled back onto his feet ready to admit her second assault come aimed furiously at him. Though this would be all too obvious seeing the blow come at him and with such force that he could alter it quickly stepping back and grabbing her kick, lifting her up to throw her into the ground.
Once there he'd raise to become atop her sending a hail storm of pummeling fists. He wouldn't stop till she found a way to intercede.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Dec 14, 2009 13:45:32 GMT -8
As she landed on the ground she would feel those fists hitting into her. Those eyes slowly burning crimson as she growled, arms shooting up to grab his shirt as her legs wrapped about his waist, throwing her weight to the side so that she would roll with him in the process, this time finding herself on top of him.
Her hands releasing his shirt as her fists fired down into his face. She knew she may not hold this position for long but she would get in as many hits as she could. Raising up only enough to shift her knee and slam it down into his ribs.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Dec 14, 2009 13:56:18 GMT -8
Gabriel felt himself shift abruptly turning over and being played to the bottom of this metaphorical orgy. He'd take three fists to the face feeling his lip swell and bleed on the inside of the lip as he'd jerk his knee in the space and kick forcing her off him as he pounced to his feet once more. He'd not get caught up in all this mess and rather would remain offensive constantly battering back before he could manage to wrestle with her.
with the new found free space Gabriel would lunge across the playing field left arm coming up into a hook aimed for her jawline the right fist following up to grab the flank of her head and drag her down into his kneecap.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Dec 14, 2009 14:01:09 GMT -8
She felt herself thrown back, and then his arm connecting with her jaw....then his hand drug her head down into his knee. Instantly blood coming from her mouth as her mind clouded over just a bit.
She really hated getting hit in the face. Growling softly as she managed to gain the frame of mind to bring herself back up with a right hook to his jaw before throwing herself forward, her body slamming into his and her elbow coming down hard against his ribs.
Gods she was already getting tired. Yeah...always nice to be reminded how much you sucked at something.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Dec 14, 2009 14:09:37 GMT -8
Gabriel shifted back and forth evading her blows but not returning one in malice or concern rather he wanted her to go all out and make use of that double's Qi she'd used before. No way was she able to keep up with his movements lest she activated it, in which case this'd turn into a 2v1 scenario giving them an equivalent battlefield.
"Show me all of it."
Gabriel commanded this time wanting her to smack him into the ground with more force she'd been using prior, he knew well enough the last time was close, very close and with this sword he was unable to use his Qi but once before passing out, he'd need to fight stronger himself to keep up.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Dec 14, 2009 14:23:12 GMT -8
She growled once more and would let the blackness come into her eyes, red fiery swirls flowing through them as she felt her Qi activate once more. Only she was getting much better at this, and this time the clone appeared not beside her but behind him. Instantly delivering a kick to his lower back and sending him forward into her, where she would throw her fist with all her force into his face, aiming to bust him open once more.
The clone following as he moved and throwing two quick punches to his ribs.
(Stats with Qi:
Strength: 23 Dexterity: 30 Constitution: 31 Intelligence: 59 Wisdom: 33 Charisma: 22
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Dec 14, 2009 14:46:40 GMT -8
Gabriel didn't predict the clone appearing behind him and therefore couldn't react as the kick to the back sent him noticeably falling forward, straight into the punch Kevala had prepared for him. Now as a reaction to the common physics he would have bounced straight back into the clone, which is just what had happened.
Though this time Gabriel was prepared. The first punch with his ribs the second met with a taut grip and a sinister grin.
"I don't think so.."
Gabriel then followed through shifting the clone past him swiftly presenting an extended foot aimed to trip her at which point he'd release sending her to the floor.
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