Zana
Adept
[M:7528]
Mysterious fiend[A1i:3]
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Post by Zana on May 11, 2008 16:58:14 GMT -8
Rushing...
Rushing....
Rushing........
WTF?!
His eyes had been focused on her when he began to charge. Closing in, Zan felt the irresistible urge to launch a kick, but decided otherwise....
To hell with that!
He launched his kick a moment before she used her body weight to throw her punch.
"What the hell?!"
The punch made contact with his heel and sent him flipping onto the ground. Flipping like a flapjack, his world went around and around, creating a feeling of vertigo. Uh oh...
The roundhouse kick came- and hit his wrist. Hell, it hurt nonetheless and sent him twisting to the side. Rising up from a pile of instruments he yelled angrily and kicked a trombone toward her.
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Post by seishounohana on May 16, 2008 7:59:01 GMT -8
Like a game of catch, this was turning out to be; the boy threw her a trombone! She quickly rolled off to the right... causing the trombone to hit the blackboard wall instead. "Why, no respect for musical instruments?"
She shot herself upwards with a jump, quickly making a couple of her usual somersaults to create blades of hot, searing, desert wind towards Zan.
Well, people whom have fought with Emily for the first time quite call what she did in mid-air a waste of energy and just merely showing off -- but it would be a fatal mistake as those blades of winds could cut through skin, but cauterize it at the same time as to not make it bleed... but... it would hurt like all hell.
She would land foot-first onto a wall and, like earlier, shot herself using the wall forward to deal a strong punch from the upper left heading somewhat downwards and towards Zan. However, if she missed... she would roll down the stairs, landing on the floor. It wouldn't hurt that much... but...
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well it would, but Emily would merely pretend that it was agonizing... as if weakened due to her "recklessness" and strike when he came too close.
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Zana
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[M:7528]
Mysterious fiend[A1i:3]
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Post by Zana on May 20, 2008 15:18:41 GMT -8
When Emily rolled off to the right, Zan had kicked several more musical instruments toward her direction- only to have them cut up by some invisible force. Left eye twitching, Zan shouted at her exasperatedly
"What the hell?! Are you some kind of Jedi?!"
Now the situation would turn for the worse. Oh lordie- that was not good. She came flying toward him, with a ton of force behind her. Must.....dodge...attack...
He felt a weird...mark..on his right arm as he threw himself forward, clashing his head against something hard while the girl went flying over his head. Glancing at his arm, he noticed a shallow cut along his shoulder- albeit it was shallow, but....what the hell. It wasn't bleeding, and it wasn't hurting much- wait...wait for it...
Bam!
He felt the pain of the cut sear through his shoulder. Angry once more, he jumped up and began to kick anything he could find down the stairs and aimed at her: trombones, trumpets, cases, stands, and even the freaking blackboard- in pieces.
"ARGGHHHH!!!"
He honestly had no idea why he was so pissed today. He'd better tell her that- in case she was lost. Whilst throwing the equipment he yelled
"I have no freaking clue why i'm so pissed today and if I wasn't so damn pissed then maybe I could talk to you like a decent human being, but that's not going to happen until my angriness has gone away!"
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Post by seishounohana on May 20, 2008 18:09:41 GMT -8
Aye, the music department is so going to be pissed in the morning. Then again, this boy over here would be the one in most trouble... seeing as his fingerprints are all over the stuff.
"What the hell?! Are you some kind of Jedi?!"
The girl stood from where she landed from that missed attempt at hitting him from behind. Dammit. She was now right beside the teacher's desk-- the same place where she started.
"I wish." she would just say,
"ARGGHHHH!!!" He was in pain. Probably from the cut she had successfully made on his shoulder.
A smirk ran across her face as the girl took a defensive stance once again, waiting for him to strike back and try for his revenge.
Then suddenly -- IT WAS RAINING MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS!
O__o;;;;;
This guy sure is pissed.
"Stop throwing stuff!" She shouted back, taking the half of the previously cut Trombone and used it to block from the rain of objects. Emily would rather avoid cutting any further instruments. These stuff cost quite a bunch of money. Out of 30 stuff that flew towards her, 20 were a miss, 19 were successfully blocked... the rest? Well, one hit her stomach... the other hit her arm. Ow.
She also received several cuts from the pieces of what used to be the old blackboard.
This guy... probably was really pissed.
"I have no freaking clue why i'm so pissed today and if I wasn't so damn pissed then maybe I could talk to you like a decent human being, but that's not going to happen until my angriness has gone away!"
Ah.
Frustration.
There was only one remedy to this.
"Then don't stop until it goes away! Vent your anger all at me, and stop throwing these instruments. That trombone alone that you made me cut in two costs a couple of hundred dollars... you sure you have the money to pay for all that?"
Make him think.
Divert him from his frustration.
... maybe, frustrate him with something else? Depends on him, actually.
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Zana
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[M:7528]
Mysterious fiend[A1i:3]
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Post by Zana on May 21, 2008 15:36:26 GMT -8
Gradually, Zan stopped throwing the instruments and took a seat at the top of the stairs. Crossing his arms and gritting his teeth, he pondered about the cost. Hundreds….of….dollars….
He didn’t have money. But- he had an idea! Hopping up abruptly he pointed at her and said
“You can pay! I’m getting the hell out of here-“
He turned to leave, but ended up slipping and falling down the stairs.
BAM!
Landing at the base of the stairs, he looked around in a dazed fashion. There was something sharp and uncomfortable underneath him- and he didn’t like it. Pulling it out from under him, he noticed that it was…..a CD. Classical music….albeit, it was scratched.
A pang of guilt struck Zan as he lay there staring at the CD. He liked music...to a degree
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Post by seishounohana on May 21, 2008 19:42:07 GMT -8
“You can pay! I’m getting the hell out of here-“
"Hey!"
*CRACK*
...
She looked.
Emily didn't like what she saw.
Her CD of a recording of Rusalka. HER CD. That ever so troublesome CD to find...
... broken.
UNUSABLE.
Her face would fall to face the ground, the bangs hiding a dark face...
"Fufufufufufufufufuu..." she would laugh, walking slowly towards Zan. "I've actually tried reasoning and being nice with you. You're so mean~."
It was creepy enough, that in her anger... she sounded so nice... somehow.
A snap of a finger was all it took to have Emily rush towards the boy, grabbing him by the shirt and looking at him in the eye. Her eyes were different from the gentle green eyes that gave soft gazes --... now, it was filled with a notable haze of anger. "You. Will. Pay. For. All. You've. Broken.~"
Emily was a dangerous person to anger -- and she pulled her hand back aiming for a hard punch to his stomach.
-- that is if, she had figured out a way to get away. REAL FAST.
Emily was 10 points more powerful than Zan himself, could he manage the imminent pain he was about to receive...?
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Zana
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[M:7528]
Mysterious fiend[A1i:3]
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Post by Zana on May 21, 2008 19:52:25 GMT -8
Eyes widening, Zan watched as she grabbed him by his shirt, and was beginning to aim a punch for his lower extremities- not good. Frantic once more, he shot his right arm up and elbowed the inside of her extended arm- to decrease the distance between him and her, whilst using his left hand to bash the CD case- hard against her temple. But that was not all. Regardless of whether the CD hit or not, he would ram his head- with body force and crash into her nice little noggin.
Turning vicious, he would show no mercy- forget about being polite. This was war!
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Post by seishounohana on May 25, 2008 19:30:23 GMT -8
Her hand gripping his shirt would loosen it's grip as this boy seemingly pulled away, hit the side of her head and gave a vicious headbutt onto her forehead. Flinching backwards, blood would smear Emily's forehead as a step worth of a distance came between her and her opponent. How exciting! "Didn't think I could take it, did you?" she would grab his collar once again and pulled him closer and threw yet another punch towards his stomach yet again. This was all done with more force, and an angrier grip on his collar. If the punch would hit, Emily would throw him back to fall down the stairs... and if he found a ways to avoid this hit, well... Emily'd figure something out.  |
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Zana
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[M:7528]
Mysterious fiend[A1i:3]
Posts: 173
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Post by Zana on May 26, 2008 8:11:30 GMT -8
((Are you still using the stats with which we started this fight- or the new stats?-Nice gloves by the way))
The punch came- and scored a direct hit. He felt it digging into his stomach, as his knee shot upward and struck the elbow of the punching arm. His stomach hurt really badly by this point, as he threw himself forward and made a grab for her gripping arm with his free arm and tried to bite her- anywhere he could get.
The first part would be the neck- since they were pretty close, and he could push his body a bit closer to hers- then he could bite her.
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NOM NOM NOM
He would be down for the count soon enough.
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Post by seishounohana on May 26, 2008 18:54:51 GMT -8
Ah, whatever is better for you... just regard it as so. Cuz I've really really forgotten the stats I used when I made these thread... X__X I really need to start posting it when I start a fight to avoid confusing myself. Thank Leon for the gloves. Lulz.
The punching hand pulled away and was hit with the knee... well, not her elbow though, just the side of her forearm... then he would bite her, right on the neck-- almost like he was marking her.
She hissed quietly as her hands fell to her sides; you'd think she was giving up before she quickly would try to ram her wrists into his temples.
If he let go and flinched, she would take him by the arm and throw him over himself, basically sending him to the floor. If not, well... she'll manage.
>.<;
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Zana
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[M:7528]
Mysterious fiend[A1i:3]
Posts: 173
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Post by Zana on May 27, 2008 12:50:29 GMT -8
Bite! Zan dug his teeth into her neck and held on tightly. He wasn't letting go! This was fine and all, albeit the worst case scenario for him- since she was much stronger and was much more durable. From the corners of his eyes he noticed her shoulder's tense slightly, then with a blur of motion- her arms shot up.
"GGraaaatthhh-"
With her neck still in his mouth, he tried to grabs her upper arms- to no avail. Albeit, it did stop her attack- which ended up being avoided. But- his own wrists hit his head- quite hard. With that, he bit down harder-
His knee shot up towards her stomach-groin area. Better his knee first than hers- since she was deadly. He also didn't know how he would fare if a gonad hit would follow his attack. That is why his knee went up first.
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Post by seishounohana on May 27, 2008 18:27:31 GMT -8
Oops? XD Fixed.
His teeth was lodged deep into flesh, and Emily quickly realized she'd have to knock him out from him being this close. How? Well, this boy was stubborn enough to hold on to her neck -- She'll have to make use of her shortness... and the staircase. His knee shot into her stomach, and it did hurt -- considering how close they were, it was best if she let HIM waste his energy on trying.
The girl would deliberately wrap her arms around him, pulling him close into an "embrace". Don't get the wrong idea -- it was by this time when she realized that he bit a little harder and her initial reaction was pull him closer, eyes clamping itself shut and finally bending backward.
Emily was a particularly flexible young woman, and with him locked onto her embrace of death, she would drive him down to hit his back onto the floor.
Well, she depended only on this move, this guy was so stubborn he was stripping her of options!
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Zana
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[M:7528]
Mysterious fiend[A1i:3]
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Post by Zana on May 28, 2008 12:14:10 GMT -8
((  Hey Emily, not to be a prick but..........>_> We're still at the bottom of the stairs. >_<)) |
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Post by seishounohana on Jun 1, 2008 15:46:33 GMT -8
Well I edited. You go on and post now. >_>
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Zana
Adept
[M:7528]
Mysterious fiend[A1i:3]
Posts: 173
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Post by Zana on Jun 1, 2008 20:22:04 GMT -8
((sorry for all the trouble T_T This fight should end soon....I think..))
Oh boy….this wasn’t looking too good. Considering the lack of balance he had with one leg, and the weight of the girl pushing him down, Zan shot his leg down onto the floor- just in time to stop himself from hitting the floor. However, he was in a very awkward position, since the stairs behind him were grazing his back, and his legs were straining to support the load upon them.
“God- you’re heavy-“
He couldn’t push against her either.
Well- what a nasty predicament. He felt his feet slip under him, as his back slammed into the floor and the stairs. A dual punishment.
Thuk-
He slid down the few steps he was laying on and remained still. His eyes were simply staring at the air in front of him.
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Hey Emily, not to be a prick but..........>_> We're still at the bottom of the stairs. >_<))