Gabriel -vs- Rem

[narakunohana]

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Name of Fighters: Gabriel Seran, Rem Aoyama
Arena Description: School Rooftop; Daytime.
Match Type: To The Knock Out or Forfeit
Special Rules:

• Stats/RP Combo
  
• Special Conditions

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Remember: Grace period is one month, so if someone doesn't post for a month from the last date posted, the last person to post auto-wins.

FIGHT!

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel sat atop the roof of the school tasting the free, brisk air running over his body.
The sun was up mid-day, the warmth felt relatively good on his cold veins.
his gaze drew over the dominion which lie beneath his sight, making hm feel all powerful, the pulse ran through him sending chills up his spine though the landscape around him was rough and hot.
he bent forward on the edge of the building in a relaxed sense knowing nothing but the wind and the pulsting of his blood.

[Rem]

"Yo!"

Rem closed the door to the roof behind him and sauntered out into the sunlight. He greeted his soon-to-be opponent with a wide grin and a half-hearted wave. He joined Gabriel by hopping onto the ledge with a carefree look on his face, appreciating the breeze and not caring that should the wrong wind blow, he would end up being roadkill in the courtyard far below.

Craning his neck a bit, he turned to half-face Gabriel.

"So, shall we get started or what?"

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel acknowledged his presence without even turning he had grown accustomed to Rem's personality and felt rather comfortable in his presence but this was not the place or the time for thoughts of friendly banter.

You ready?

Gabriel's cool and aloof composure seemed all to ready for this although there was an err about his mind.
He positioned himself at atbout the middle of the rooftop and quietly composed his mind and body with a single deep breath, once finished he opened his eyes, a new man, staring up into the eyes of his foe

[Rem]

You ready?

"Always."

Rem followed his sparring partner to the middle of the rooftop, standing a few meters away from him. His eyes passed over Gabriel with the same cool, analytical stare that he always gave his opponents. His goofy grin countered the look in his eyes in a startling contrast that could only be forged by years of combat experience.

Rem loosened his limbs, extending his consciousness to each of them, took a deep breath, exhaled and let his arms hang lazily at his sides. His feet were his own shoulder's width apart.

"Koi!" (Come!)

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel could sense this guy knew what he was doing, despite that abnormal face Rem was giving him, he knew that it was all not fun and games.
Gabriel fixated himself looking for any weakness in his opponent he could find, anything at all.
Finding no immediate weak point from his opponents starting stance what use was there in prolonging the fight. He lead out with his quick focused jabs directed a Rem's head hoping to push him back into a corner where all Gabriel would have to do is try and keep his opponent from hitting back.

[Rem]

Rem took a quick hop backward to avoid the first jab, letting Gabriel's fist come to a stop at the climax of the attack less than an inch away from his nose. The next few jabs would be met by Rem's palms and forearms as he defended against them, parrying the final one by tapping Gabriel's arm just to the side of his face. Then, he'd spin on the ball of his feet and launch a spinning roundhouse kick aimed at his foe's side.

[Gabriel Seran]

With most of Gabriels weight being pressed forward in this fast paced onslaught he was surprised to notice Rem was keeping up with his attacks landing quick defensive blocks to each blow, Gabriel had his mind on the prize and wasn't planning on Rem getting the first hit in, that was until his opponent rolled down and kicked Gabriel off his feet with a well placed roundhouse kick nearly decapitating him.
Gabriel rolled to the floor somewhat bewildered still recovering from the shock of the attack, he was caught off gaurd.
"Not again," he told himself "no more mistakes."
and with that he marched forward to continue the struggle with Rem, although this time he'd be more wary

[Rem]

Rem stood up straight and shook his arms absentmindedly. His move had succeeded. Good. The youth began to circle Gabriel, walking in a slow, deliberate counter-clockwise pattern. He wanted to see what his opponent could do, and for that, rather than charge in, he'd make Gabriel take the initiative once again.

"Your move."

[Gabriel Seran]

His opponent began to circle, and if Gabriel had half a mind he'd do the same but for intimidation sake he'd let Rem approach in his predator like circle, let him close in for his kill and when he'd least suspect it a quick close quarter fight, when the time came he'd be ready.

"Your move."

a bitter laugh escaped Gabriel's crusted throat

"unfortunantly for you I actually learn from past moves, in due time my friend, in due time"

[Rem]

Rem couldn't help but chuckle at that. Still maintaining his circling walk, he shrugged.

"You're assuming I'm actually at a disadvantage if you don't take the first move. That'd be a big mistake, yo~"

He would continue to encircle Gabriel, all the while inching his left shoe off inconspicuously. He'd do another full three-sixty of his opponent before lobbing his shoe at Gabriel's head with a tiny kick. A mere distraction. He'd push himself forward as soon as it went airborne, performing a series of flips and cartwheels, ending with a front aerial, whipping his legs and feet down at Gabriel from above, one after the other, hard.

[Gabriel Seran]

A smirk is all that Gabriel could muster, he kept his eyes focused on Rem.
His foe circled and circled till out of nowhere a shoe came flying at him, at this point the obvious reaction was to deflect it and thats just what Gabriel did, out of pure instinct.
the second he looked up he saw Rem's foot comming down hard and fast about to pummel his face in, another spot of pure adrenoline and quick reacting lead Gabriel to roll out of the way of the aerial and had hoped to plant one swift jab to his foes back which should knock him of balance, hopefully.

[Rem]

Damn. Missed. Oh well. Where'd he go? His eyes worked their magic, not taking very long to locate Mr. Seran. He'd rolled out of the way. Rem landed and recovered from his front aerial with the grace of a gymnast and the haste of a street fighter, twisting his limber body so that Gabriel's arm and fist would sail just an inch below his right armpit. He would attempt to wrap his arms around his opponent's punching arm, twist his body once more to place his left right leg behind Gabriel's, their calves touching, and then attempt to throw the kid to the ground in a fairly fluid motion. Should this fail, he'd simply shoot an elbow back towards Gabriel's head.

[Gabriel Seran]

-Jab-
His opponent flailed out of the way gracefully,
damm
Gabriel's arm was caught, then a sudden pain in his back calf which brought him to his knees.
"not my most favorite position," he muttered sarcastically
Gabriel followed that by bringing his downed leg and bringing it around Rem's to intend to trip him.
If it where to work out in his favor he'd roll to his feet, if not he'd struggle foolishly to regain control of the situation.

[Rem]

Anchor... anchor... anchor! Crap! Rem had seen Gabriel's movements and moved to put all of his weight into his right leg in order to anchor it; it was the usual way to prevent oneself from being tripped up. However, he'd not done so quickly enough. The trip wasn't enough to floor him, considering he'd gained at least SOME grounding. However, he would stumble for a bit.

"Shit."

He'd hop away from where he'd thrown Gabriel and reorient himself into a crouched position. From there, he'd push off yet again. A relentless assault? Yup. He'd set a pace for this battle and wasn't going to lose it now. Rem lunged at his opponent without further delay, shooting a low sweeping kick. Whether the kick hit or not, he would then use the momentum left over to link it directly into an aerial roundhouse.