Second Tournament of Fighters (Sevren/John)

[fryman]

Location: Arena 4, Exile Headquarter
Fighter 1: Sevren
Fighter 2: John

Fight!!!

[John]

Standing in a corner of the ring with his back to the crowed he folded his arms over his chest. His tan skin betrayed his white hair and dark red eyes. A dark purple muscle shirt was tucked under black running pants with a single dark purple stripe down the right pant leg. Normal black van house shoes where on his feet, they had no laces so he could take them off and put them on with smalled effort than others, but they still stayed on very well.

Waiting for his apponent to make it to the ring was probably the funnest part, like what was he, or she gonna look like? Most of all how good at fighting where they? John couldn't wait to get to the fight. But he would try and play it cool for the most part. Jumping the gun could end the fight too early, taking too long he mite get wore down and give the fight basically to his apponent. Getting a chance to strategize in the ring not to mention try and picture in your head some of the things from past fights may have a slight advantage, you have more time to clear your head of these things than your apponent.

[june]

OOC: Permission from Asiv to join in Serven's place.

The back up fighter in case somebody didn't show, that was June's job, and it seemed that someone did in fact not show. That meant it was up to her to take their place, and that is exactly what she planned on doing. She made her way into the ring, the opposite corner that her opponent was on, and quickly recognized him from an early encounter inside the school. She didn't seem to show a care on her face, or even give the slightest hint that she noticed him though. She got in there, and began to stretch, a small distrusting glare remaining right on him in case he tried to charge at her.

She was well dressed for the occasion, she had on a black t-shit and under that a nice pair of black pants, flexible so she can easily show off the greatest of her flexibility. She had the ability to move around with ease in these clothing, and she planned on taking advantage of that. On her feet was just a simple pair of black socks and black tennis shoes, tied loosely where she could run in them at full speed, but they wouldn't be troublesome to take off in case the occasion for some reason called for it. She was in fact prepared to fight, and the stretching was only getting her more and more waiting.

She wasn't exactly looking forward to fighting, but hey, it passed the time, so how much more can you ask for? She didn't even care if she lost or not, it was just a game in her eyes, and she preferred losing over winning anyways, though she would try. A reputation was the last thing she needed at the moment.

[John]

Well it seemed John's apponent slipped out on him after waiting past the required time limit. So a replacement fighter had been introduced. It was that girl from the roof that called him weird! He wasn't weird was he? He was still pondering that, unsure what she meant by it. He hadn't drank his Brimstone at all today, and he was feeling it. But it wouldn't hinder him right now, if it got too bad and it started interupting his fighting he would drink it, he had his cooler at ring side.

Seeing her stretch he just kept his arms folded and stayed to his corner of the ring. She had her way of preparing and he had his. He was unsure of what to expect from her, since he only saw her once, but he was sure she was going to be anti social and maybe fast. It was always the quiet ones that where fast. Maybe she was a sgood as Jyo, or strong. All these possibilities started making him excited about the fight.

[june]

Done stretching, ready to fight. June stood up onto both of her feet, and began to walk her way slowly to the middle of the ring. She was only expecting for her opponent to do the same thing, so they could start on even grounds. If he felt like rushing that was fine, but she planned on stopping in the middle to start things off in a fair manner and keep them at a fair distance to start a fight. Long rushes were never fun, things had to be done at a fair distance away from each other, and what better way than staying right out of striking distance in the beginning. June's muscles were all warmed up, and she had no problem making the first move, if he stood up to her challenge by getting into the center of the ring with her.

She would wait until he decided to come, her body not going to slide into a fighting position until she noticed he was coming. If he was walking around the same time she was, when she got there, she would slide her left leg back, and hold her arms up and bent in front of her in a defensive stance in case he decided to take the offensive first. She was ready, now it just depended on him.

[John]

Closing his eyes for the moment he made himself ready in his mind. It was more important at the moment than in physical working order, since he didn't have much use for that, he was always active enough to keep himself loose to stretch would be a waste of time. Esspecially since he faught all the time, hell he even got into two fights before he got to the area for fighting.

Tot he middle of the ring? Yeah thats how it seemed it would go. John unfolded his arms and walked to the middle of the rin, he would put his hands to hsi sides firmly and bow taking complete sight off his apponent and then he would stand straight up, stomping one leg forward and then stepping with the other, placing hsi right foot out slightly bouncing against the ground while the other two came up guarding his upper body. Muay Thai fighter he was, and it was his honor. He stopped using it when it wasn't working, but he figured now would be a good time to start using it again, his sacred ropes around his waste instead of his right fist like usual.

[june]

They were both there, dead center. A small pause, the man bowed, and June gathered her thoughts thinking of the starting move for an opener. It was quickly gathered into her head, and the second it had popped into that brain of hers, she was ready to go the second he signified he was ready. Seeing him get into stance, she knew it would most likely be her starting off, and was ready to go for a strong beginning that would kick off this fight like a jump start for a car. Forget taking it slow, June didn't care if she won or not, but she had low endurance, best to get this over with quickly using some flashy moves in hopes to win instead of being cautious and getting screwed over.

It wasn't much longer after he got into his fighting position that June quickly dropped down on her legs, both of her hands planting onto the ground, and pushing having her go for a sweep kick with both legs making her go into a rotating motion, the leg they would be hitting first would be her opponent's left.. This being a starting move could definitely be considered unpredictable, and the momentum sent was great allowing June to make the complete rotation in an efficient amount of time. The attack would most likely force this guy to fall down if it hit, but this was just to test his reflex timing, she didn't actually expect it to hit. In case it failed, she was fully prepared to move around to avoid it. She was flexible, moving around after this attack wouldn't be a problem for her.

[John]

Yep, the quiet ones where always the fast ones, prooven once again by this girl who had dropped faster than John anticipated, he was going to step back, but it was too late, he saw it coming, just couldn't do anything about it, his right leg was hit, but isnce his left leg made it out of range, he was only spun around, he took quick two steps forward spun around now with his left foot out front bouncing. The force was good, but Muay Thai training caused the shins, forearms, knee's, and elbows to be very hard.

He would go towards June this time, his turn to attack, she had probably already gotten up with her speed, so it didn't matter to try and sneak attack her, he sent his right leg towards June's left knee to take it form under her, he would now be on the left foot that was bouncing, after the trip, if it worked, he would send his left fist aimed to hti her in the gut, which would knock her back sum while she was in the air, if it didn't work, then he would keep his arms up protecting his upper body to see if a counter came in.

[june]

The man made his first mistake in the fight, the assumption that June was going to get up, no, she wasn't a fighter like that. When she made the full rotation, she gripped herself on her hands, the man going back into a charge. Before he could even be able to make his attack anyways, June would be kicking her legs up violently, pushing off of the ground in what would like a diagonal hand stand. Both legs were going to be used to drive hard into the man's stomach, most likely forcing him back, but since she wasn't letting her hands leave the ground, rather it hit or not didn't matter, she would easily be able to maneuver around after the attack like the first move. Most likely this man would be finding out with this attack that she was an unpredictable fighter, and that is when the ability to think was going to come into hand.

Of course, the strain already being put onto her weak and fragile arms was growing, so if you think she can just pull off these high energy costing moves like this forever, you're dead wrong. It took some heavy endurance and strength to be able to do these, and that is what she lacked. She had the flexibility and speed, just not the physical strength along side with it. Still, for the seconds she was in control, you can almost guarantee this man was going to be suffering a barrage of strange and deadly attacks.

[John]

His eyes focused as he noted she wasn't getting up.(Which nulls my move anyways) Then the movement of her legs, there wasn't anythign he could do about that, of course he let this oen hit, grabbing around her legs with his arms dragging her back with him from her own momentum slamming into hsi chest, she had done some good damage, deffinitly bruises would come and, he sure as hell wasn't going to be able to take too many hits in fights to come if he won. But while he slid back was when his strength and use of momentum came, he would heft her up by her leags bending his upper body back, he would push himself off the ground while she flew over him, which would send him into a back flip, her upper body and head would most likely hit the ring floor first and he would try to land his back flip gettign her in a submission move.

He would lean back with her legs under his arms bending her back and her neck, making it harder for the lungs to suck in air, since she was flexible this probably wouldn't do much, but not matter how flexible unless your a contortionist, which she probably was, not impossible, it would hurt eventually, or hell he could just sit on her back and hold her legs, holdign her down with hsi weight and giving her less pushing power because of the loss of her legs against the ground. everythign was a possibility int hsi match, which John knew now. She was unpredictable, very strange fighting style, so he had to go alittle out of his element with a submission move.

[june]

Now this attempt was much better than the first, but the second June's kick landed she used the force off of impact to bend her knees inward because only an idiot would let the attack sink in. She went for quick strikes, so to simply put, she escaped the grab. She would use the pushing back to tumble around doing a flipping like motion, her legs rotating completely vertically and then falling to the other side to let her get to a standing position. Now for a simple overall fact, one could say all of those moves continually slid together, so that in reality only was about ten seconds of the fight in those three whole actions, who would of guessed. She would be back on her feet, and ready for a charge in for him. Like said though, her fighting style is all but perfect, she was already breathing heavy, so just because she was getting hits in the beginning didn't mean she could keep it up in the end.

She wasn't a fighting machine!

She would slip back into her original stance she had, and would then be ready to go for a few more rounds. She planned on giving up soon though, this was all just a test, what was the average of everyone else? She had no intentions on actually having the determination to win this anyways.

[John]

John tilted hsi head to one side looking at her breathign pattern. He walked to his corner keeping himself in total view of June to make sure she didn't sneak attack him as he moved, a half smirk on his face as he bent down low in the corner of which his cooler was sitting. Reachign down with one hand he didn't even look and opened it. Pulling otu a white unmarked can he opened it with one hand. Raising the can to his mouth he began to down it, now this would take a good few moments, but he would only need a few gulps. Puttign it down he stood up. His eyes wide as the drug ran through his body. His muscles inceased in size almost instently blood vessels bulging through the skin.

He would hopefully have not been interupted before doing so, because not only was he stronger, but he was smarter, faster, his perception and reaction time increased as well. John got back into the Muay Thai stance and signalled for Juen to attack, of course if he was interupted none of that would happen, though if he got even one gulp, that would be enough, he just liked the stinging that came with drinking the drink, kinda like Dr. Pepper. It was an energy drink to an extream. Blood vessels on his shouldes where visibly pumping as well as on his forehead. He was probably a scary sight to see after being seen as a small little toned dude.

[june]

The breathing returning to normal, the heart beat growing back to a regular pace, and June was standing there using this as the time to relax and gain her energy back. He was going to get a drink while in a fight? His deal, she didn't really care, even at the after math, she didn't show any true interest. So he made himself a little bit more ugly with steroids or something of the sort, it wasn't really June's problem anyways. She tilted her head to the side, just the slightest bit of curiosity being shown, but that was it. She wasn't going to make a move, it wasn't her turn after all, and there for, unless this man went for an attack soon, the fight would be considered her win for landing the last blow, right?

Well, let's see how it may turn out, perhaps she might get lucky, and he may just give up. If not, she was pretty much screwed, after all, even though she didn't care much about how this guy looked now, she knew that she wasn't going to win if they kept fighting. She accepted the loss the second she walked into the ring, and the thought hasn't once crossed her mind she might be able to win this fight. She lacked determination. She would wait for him to come forth, so they could clash once more, it was time she would see what HE could do, she already gave him a sample of what she could.

[John]

John stretched his shoulders a bit before he got ready again to attack. Yeah it was his turn to make a move, not that it was gonna effect much, his peed strength and everything else had only increased by so much, it was the look that did it all and the sudden change in appearance that determined its true effects, though he really didn't want to use the drink, if he had waited too long he could of been beaten by the pain of the withdrawls alone. He got into his Muay Thai stance once again, but waited for only two bounces of his foot, he charged in that was alittle faster than last time, but meh.

He brought his left arm around in a hook. But it was nothing as his feet left the ground, only for his body to do a 360 in the air, taking less than a second to complete it, his right foot would come around aimed to slam right into her chest. Not really the most difficult thing to do in the wourld, but he did do things like this quite often. He just found this one to be the most fun. He didn't really care if it landed or not, he was having fun.

[june]

The punch was quickly avoided by a last second duck, and the spinning of his body obviously meant that he was going for another attack. Not enough time to exploit the weakness of the spin, June was forced to get out of distance by pushing off of her feet, and letting her body soar backward to get to safety. The attack would barely scrape against the tip of her shit which covered against her breasts, there for no pain would be added. Still, these narrow dodges weren't good, he definitely increased a bit in speed, and June knew she was going to need to be more cautious on what was going to happen next. She kept her ground, if he didn't attack, she would go, but after the momentum he had built up, she was doubting he would just stop in the middle of an assault.