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Post by seishounohana on Aug 9, 2008 22:09:03 GMT -8
What a day.
Emily had made her way back inside the academics building right after her meeting with the School Captain and the Varsity Captain. Things went well -- or actually, a bit too well than she had anticipated.
... So she was the Head of the School Newsletter now, huh?
Emily, at first, wasn't so sure about how she would manage such a task -- plus... control her insecurities regarding her own abilities. After all, the Student Hierarchy were one of the, if not the most, targeted students in any Public High School nowadays, and it would be seriously embarrassing on her part if she lost the title because of a loss.
... No. Her pride wouldn't allow it -- although, in the back of her mind, she already had accepted the possibility. More or less, as she took several books from her locker, she ran a few scenarios on her head: all of them put her in a tough situation.
Well... then again, all of the roads she thought about before all this weren't exactly the most pleasurable scenarios either...
Militia was still an underdog in terms of power, and Emily knew that people playing by the numbers work only on very few occasions. As from what she witnessed on all three of her spars with the Earth, Storm, and Lightning Dragons, it wouldn't be easy to take them on.
Joining the dragons... Being Mathew's slave... was another option. But... No. Emily wouldn't want that. Heck, she even gave up on the idea of the date she promised Mathew. Why? ... More or less, he and the two other dragons were strong. Too strong in fact -- almost inhuman...
They were scary... and it would be a dream come true for Emily if she one day became just as strong as they did. The easiest way there was through them. But no, it betrayed her heart... and Emily wasn't a girl who liked the term "Slave".
She wasn't anyone's pet. The only thing she could admit being a slave to was her own heart, which ironically was more or less pulled towards a certain German.
Being in this position was more or less going to give her more pain than any of her other choices, but Emily felt that this was the thing she should do. The thing she should do to actually change things in the world around her, and most importantly to herself.
She sighed as she placed the books on her bag, shut her locker and stepped out of the building.
It was going to be a long walk home.
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Post by David B. on Aug 9, 2008 22:31:47 GMT -8
David looked over as the School doors opened, the new Pillar exiting as he stood outside, leaning against the wall. He had climbed back up into the rafters after she left, popped out through a skylight, and jumped down, a small crater erupting where he landed. He wasn't exactly sure how to react to another partner in the Hierarchy. They had been a three man team up until that point, and now that they were full... It just seemed a little strange. He watched her for a moment, staring at her with piercing eyes.
He started clapping.
"Well, nice job. You fully fucking fooled the Capitan."
He stepped out of the shadow of the wall. His voice wasn't aggressive, more like he was stating a fact. He stepped forward,walking into an extremely uncomfortable proximity. Less than six inches apart. He stared down at her and whispered.
"You don't fool me. You think you really deserve the title you hold?"
He cracked his neck a bit, then made sure his gloves were nice and tight. He sighed, then rolled his shoulders a bit. He stared down at her. He reached up and took her stuff aggressively, not letting her the chance to keep them in her grasp. He tossed them off to the side, then, as he spun, aimed a punch for the face that stared into his.
Time for a little....test.
**Stats for this post only**
Str:45
Dex:30
Con: 60
Int: 40
Wis:30
Cha:30
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Post by seishounohana on Aug 10, 2008 0:21:32 GMT -8
Well, she was outside.
... and it was a little too quiet. It didn't take long before she heard sounds of amused clapping. Why, it didn't surprise her who her eyes met when she turned around to see who it was.
"Well, nice job. You fully fucking fooled the Capitan."
Oh, did she?
"Oh, have I now?"
"You don't fool me. You think you really deserve the title you hold?"
Her bag was taken with some force and thrown away all of the sudden. Well, one could already tell -- this was a challenge.
God, it hasn't even been more than an hour yet.
... and a punch was aimed for her face. She read him quite well, due to the flow of his movements, thank God for granting wisdom.
She saw the punch coming in, and stepped to the right to try and evade the punch. She would grab David's wrist before he'd pull back, and threw a hard punch onto his stomach with her right hand and pulling it back after a step back, sending a big blade of wind at point-blank range that would most likely create a wound extending from the his elbow to his right shoulder.
That done, Emily would kick him on the knee before hopping back a few steps and distancing herself from him.
"No." She said bluntly, "I probably do though, if I'm good enough to 'fool the School Captain", don't you think?"
Emily's stats
Strength: 50
Dexterity: 34
Constitution: 26
Intelligence: 22
Wisdom: 40
Charisma: 43
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Post by David B. on Aug 10, 2008 0:29:53 GMT -8
Well now, this certainly was interesting.
She retaliated, rather swiftly. David hadnt meant this to be a brawl, and he wasnt going to just start fighting her with a vengence without cause. So, as she grabbed his wrist, he didnt fight back, instead waiting to see what she would do. A punch to the stomach. A painful one, at that. Not bad. Though the extention and positioning of her body, since it was to the right of his left arm, would take some power out of the blow, he was impressed that she knew how to retaliate effectivly. Qi. Wasnt gonna work for him. He yanked on the arm as hard as he could, tearing it from her grasp. The wind blade would fall through empty space, and the foot she shot out would strike against his shin, which he raised in order to avoid further damage to his body.
As she backed away, he smiled.
"Well well, seems you got a little fight in you. Not too bad at all."
He jumped into the air, aiming a roundhouse kick for her shoulder.
Ah, lets see how she responds to this one.
**Stats are fully active now.**
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Post by seishounohana on Aug 10, 2008 1:22:18 GMT -8
"Well well, seems you got a little fight in you. Not too bad at all." he told her, before jumping
He jumped into the air, aiming what seemed to be a roundhouse kick for her shoulder. Aye, there was no point in guessing if he was more powerful than herself. Using her limbs would be too risky.
She would duck out of his way, and once he landed would spring right up and swing the back of her left hand's palm onto his right temple.
OoC: Short, but to the point.
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Post by David B. on Aug 10, 2008 1:34:31 GMT -8
Davids kick missed, which was expected since his moves were over board, and obvious. He wanted this girl to give him all she had. She seemed concentrated enough, like she was in the zone, but how could she handle pressure? could she concentrate while fighting, no matter what the cost?
He would find out.
As he landed, he noticed the girl flying through the air toward him.
A head shot.
No time to retaliate.
He pulled his head back, the blow hitting his cheek hard enough to crank his head and make him step to the side. It hurt, more than he expected it to once again. He grabbed the hand with his right, using his far superior strength to make sure she couldn't leave as he turned to face her.
"Not bad. How are you with distractions then? Can you tune all else out and not crack?"
He pulled her in, their bodies touching together. He used his left hand and slipped it around her waist, resting it in the crook of her back, his powerful (but not overly so) build easily dwarfing her. Quickly, before she even knew what was going on, he planted a soft, sensual kiss on the right side of her neck, twice.
One of the most powerful show-stoppers in the world.
He would pause for a moment to let it take effect, his mind making sure her legs didn't come up into his groin.
Then, using the hold he still had on that left arm, he pivoted to the right, bringing the arm over his left shoulder and pulling, intent to toss her over his left shoulder while she was, or should be, partially stunned. It would hurt her, to be sure, but he didn't use enough strength to really do any sort of lasting damage, just make her say "ow".
Then he would stand and wait, either for an outburst, or a retaliation.
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Post by seishounohana on Aug 10, 2008 2:45:45 GMT -8
Emily frowned when he grabbed her hand right when she had hit him on the cheek, she missed... but she knew it more or less hurt him in some way or another. His grip made it difficult for him to pull away, and he began to get dangerously closer to her saying: "Not bad. How are you with distractions then? Can you tune all else out and not crack?"
"Wh-What...--!"
She felt her cheeks flush burn lightly as she found herself, for the second time in her life, dangerously close to a member of the opposite sex. It burned even more when his hand touched her waist, sliding onto her back.
"---... are.... you.... g-gah...---"
She felt him lean in, planting several kisses on her neck, moving her vest's turtleneck with his chin. The wool rubbing softly onto her shoulders as David continued. His warm breaths made her lightly shudder, her mind blank.
It was tough to be a virgin in both mind and body, things like this ended up multiplying their effect a hundredfold. As for Emily, a girl who had never come close as to touching herself, being touched like this... kissed, on the neck even, was strange... and--
... then she got thrown off his shoulder and fell flat, on her bottom, onto the ground. "OW!"
She frowned, blushing madly as she stood up. "WH-WHAT WAS THAT .... THAT... Well, THAT FOR?!"
For someone as refined and composed as Emily to have an outburst like that. Well, she must've been really affected.
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Post by David B. on Aug 10, 2008 3:04:12 GMT -8
OOC(( might get a little mature, so im putting that tag here. MATURE- Warning, some details may be a little more graphic than usual. Read at your own risk from here on out))
David cracked his neck, not showing anything on the outside as she shouted at him. He didn't offer anything on the outside, though he felt a little rise in his own chest after doing that. He hadn't really gone far with a girl. Well, he had done...things, to her, but never had anything done to him, so it wasn't like he was in total control of himself either. He had a little more experience than this girl, though, and was able to keep his composure quite well. He couldnt deny it within himself- he liked what he had just done.
He stepped forward, talking as he walked back up to her again.
"You need to learn to concentrate. To never be distracted. I'll make sure you never blink when things happen on the battlefield."
He came within range, dodging or blocking any attack she may throw until her body was, once more, pressed against his. If she didn't attack at all, he would simply walk up until their bodies were touching, him looking into her eyes again.
He reached down, his hands dangerously close to the curve of her bottom. He used the leverage there to gently and softly place her lower half against his, making sure she would have to rise up a bit so he didn't have to bend over. He leaned in a bit and kissed her chin, his hands sliding gently up her tailored waist, thumbs just below her bust by the time the stopped their movement. His left hand came down to her left thigh quickly bringing it up to hold as he backed her into the wall. His mouth went trailing back down her neck again. This would take a bit longer, dulling her senses even more. Then, he would drag his bottom lip just a bit up her neck before pulling away, right hand still on her waist just below her chest and left hand holding up that leg.
His right knee went back and came up into her stomach, hard enough to hurt. Harder than last time. She would grunt deeply in pain, and he would step away.
A fucked up version of pleasure and pain.
Thats how David Trained someone, especially someone obviously as innocent as Emily.
She was gonna have to toughen up if she planned to be a pillar.
Shit like this?
Day to day basis.
Her innocence needed to end.
Forcibly.
Rape?
Never.
Violence and sensual happenings?
Definitly.
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Post by seishounohana on Aug 10, 2008 4:13:26 GMT -8
I just hope we don't push them too far >___>;;; -boots Corey- YOU PEDO. XD After this post, we better deal with this over PMs. >___> -BOOTS AGAIN-
As David stepped forward, Emily stepped backward with each step he took towards her. He was more or less making her a tad bit uncomfortable, and being clueless-- almost bordering stupid in these things, Emily was expecting to be in for quite a ride.
"You need to learn to concentrate. To never be distracted. I'll make sure you never blink when things happen on the battlefield."
"... PEOPLE DON'T MOLEST PEOPLE ON THE BATTLEFIELD, MORON!"
Yup. That was the first time Emily swore aloud. Ever. In her entire stay in this board she was always trying to be polite, kind, and generous to everyone. Tonight? No. This guy was dangerous.
Emily felt that he was going to use her innocence to his advantage, that sneaky, unhonorable son of a bitch!
She was going to have to play his game. Thank God she was a mangaka, and---
Damn, she had backed up onto a wall.
He had caught her.
She was trapped. 'Dammit!' she swore, as she felt his hands pulling them closer. 'Dammit! Dammit! DAMMIT!' She felt weaker. Dominated over -- and surprisingly, as human as she was: torn between liking and hating everything that was happening. Her vision blurred, and for the moment saw--
"J-Jon..."
Well of course, by the time he pulled away from kissing her neck, she'd notice something very, VERY important: He had red eyes.
Jon -- No. "Unfettered" had Blue ones.
Her vision suddenly cleared, and her strength returned. Finally, she would swiftly take the two fans on her belt, one on each hand, before ramming them HARD, in full strength. If it missed, it would most likely hit his sides due to the suddenness of her attack. The ribs, most likely, where the liver and spleen were.
Either way, it WILL hurt.
Just what he deserved.
Should he flinch, Emily would push him away with enough strength to send him onto the floor and jumped onto his stomach then away, soumersaulting to the safe haven of being 5 meters away.
"YOU PERVERT!" She's scream as she landed, lashing BOTH of her fans towards his direction. A storm of windblades would flood the pillar, aiming to cut at him ever so badly.
Emily's stats /w some corrections @_@
Strength: 50 + x1.3 = 65
Dexterity: 36
Constitution: 21
Intelligence: 22
Wisdom: 41
Charisma: 40
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Post by David B. on Aug 10, 2008 4:30:26 GMT -8
OC((*Takes boot* hey, I'm no pedophile. David has no idea how old Emily is, sheesh! no need to take it over Pm's, he got what he wanted.))
David grinned as the girl came to. He didn't get to bring up his knee's but he wisely crouched down, bringing up his arms and bending them, so the tight muscle would take the damage from both fans. It hurt. Alot. He winced in pain grunting as she jumped away. His eyes followed her, his legs slamming the ground as he hopped totally clear of the blades she sent his way. Damn Qi. They sliced into the building with a vengence, and he was glad he moved out of the way. He shook out his arms as he stood, turning to her as welts formed where the fans had hit. He brought up his arms and clapped. he clapped and clapped.
"Bravo."
He brought his hands down to his sides, then rolled his neck and shoulders. His arms burned fiercely, and blood ran down the left one since the fan tore his skin. He shrugged.
"You see, girl, I'm no pervert. I knew what i was doing, and why i was doing it. Your far too good, and accepting. Damn innocent you are. You don't know anything about fighting for your life. Fighting for your friends lives, your families lives. Things like your...virginity, all seem so knew and un-explored. Downright scary even."
He grinned again.
"What if an enemy learns of this, hm? What if your in a fight, and you find yourself in the same position i just put you in."
He placed his hands in his pockets.
"Now you know what needs to be done to men who would do something like that to a girl. You need to hit them. Hard. Where it hurts." He looked down at his arms, then smiled as he looked to the girl. "I have no intention of telling anyone of our fight, but id like you to forfeit, now." He made fists, clenching and unclenching. "This was no fight for bragging rights, or for a title i don't need. This was to teach you something. If your intent on continuing this fight, I'm going to stop holding back, and you will lose. Violently."
He shrugged.
"It's your choice, really. continue the fight and ill hurt you. Forfeit, and we can go grab some food as Pillars, and discuss a few things. Whats it gonna be?"
Thus he waited.
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Post by seishounohana on Aug 10, 2008 4:51:55 GMT -8
XD T'was a joke~ -hugs- You know me. ;P
Her eye twitched as he began to applaud at her, "Bravo."
"... Wait, ...what?!"
"You see, girl, I'm no pervert. I knew what i was doing, and why i was doing it. Your far too good, and accepting. Damn innocent you are. You don't know anything about fighting for your life. Fighting for your friends lives, your families lives. Things like your...virginity, all seem so knew and un-explored. Downright scary even."
She chuckled darkly. Knew nothing about fighting for her friend's lives? Well, Emily had no family to worry about, save for Rem -- then again, Emily knew he'd fare better than she did when it comes to fighting.
"What if an enemy learns of this, hm? What if your ina fight, and you find yourself in the same position i just put you in." Emily sighed. Well, he did have a point.
"Now you know what needs to be done to men who would do something like that to a girl. You need to hit them. Hard. Where it hurts. I have no intention of telling anyone of our fight, but id like you to forfeit, now. This was no fight for bragging rights, or for a title i don't need. This was to teach you something. If your intent on continuing this fight, I'm going to stop holding back, and you will lose. Violently."
=___=+
"...I still think you're a pervert." she muttered, frowning still.
"It's your choice, really. continue the fight and ill hurt you. Forfeit, and we can go grab some lunch as Pillars, and discuss a few things. Whats it gonna be?"
She smirked and took a defensive position, "I say, a mix of both. A little training spar, maybe?" she offered, "We fight, the loser treats the other on something fancy. How's that?"
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Post by David B. on Aug 10, 2008 12:56:24 GMT -8
David rotated both shoulders, only a slight tightness coming from where the fans had hit. She wanted a fight, huh? Well, he guessed her offer sounded reasonable. He began charging his Qi, giving a smile and a nod as he said "Okay, you've got yourself a deal." He sprang forward, keeping his eyes on those fans to make sure no more of those damn blades came careening toward him. He bolted at her, grabbing both hands and pushing them away from each other, holding them out to the sides so they couldn't be used. His strength was still more than a match for hers, and as he held out her arms, he did two things in quick succession. A swift and hard head-butt to the top of her head, which would make her thinking fuzzy as well as hurt like a bitch, and a hard right knee to the stomach. He would then release her left arm with his right, wary of its movement.
An open-palmed strike would slam into her sternum, most likely sending her flying.
He took his fights very seriously, and he wouldn't hesitate to hurt her if she got too violent with this spar.
**posts left until qi is charged: 2/3**
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Post by seishounohana on Aug 10, 2008 16:31:08 GMT -8
"Okay, you've got yourself a deal."
Emily's eyes were probably a bit too inexperienced as she realized how fast he was. Damn, he was really holding back on her now, was he?
It really did hurt when he hit his head on hers and knees her stomach. She groaned lightly, doubling over slightly.
He released her arm: it was an opportunity she shouldn't dare miss, despite the fact that her body was still hurting. Damn.
Releasing the left fan from her grip, the thing falling on to the bracelet on her wrist she would punch him right to the gut before he'd send his palm for her-- she hit him right at the lower tip of his sternum, aiming to crack it so that he would find it hard to breathe without more or less being in some sort of pain.
If he ever flinched or doubled over as she did, Emily would take the opportunity to give him a hard uppercut to his chin, in which would be followed by her more or less moving herself to yank her other arm free before flipping back to keep distance, sending three vertical blades of wind his way.
... thing is, the last one would follow him for a hit, aiming for his back. He would find that the cut it made not only wounded him, but it cauterized the wound as if it was hit by a searing hot piece of metal.
Emily's stats /w more corrections @_@ Sorry.
Strength: 50 x 1.3 = 65
Dexterity: 41
Constitution: 33
Intelligence: 39
Wisdom: 40
Charisma: 43 - 5 = 38
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Post by David B. on Aug 10, 2008 16:52:09 GMT -8
David looked down at her as she bent over from the blow, but before his palm could hit home, a fist soared for his lower chest. He tightened his pectorals and his abs, the blow falling on hardened muscle but still causing the wind to temporarily be knocked from. He doubled over for a moment as well, turning his head to avoid the next blow to his chin, the punch striking his cheek instead. A small cut opening up on his left cheek. He stumbled back, the wind blades soaring after him. He ducked, jumped and rolled out of the way of the first two, but the last one was too close to avoid. He turned to the side, bringing up his left arm and aiming to block it there.
The blade hit, cutting then cauterizing his skin upon impact.
"FUCK!"
He yelled. That arm was gonna hurt to move now...like a bitch.
He turned to her.
"So, thats how we're gonna fight? No holds barred, fuck each other up brawl? So be it."
He ran forward with all the speed his body possessed, coming upon her in a quickness. He grabbed her by the throat and, using the strength and momentum his body had, spun and threw her at the side of the school wall, intent to embed her body there. After throwing her, he would chase after her body as it soared, and when she slammed into the wall, his fist would slam into her chest, between the breast, punching her clean through and into the computer lab inside.
No more Mr. Nice guy.
Cliche' much?
Definitely.
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Post by seishounohana on Aug 10, 2008 17:19:55 GMT -8
Have you ever been in the tropics?
--- in the middle of the dry season?
David would find that as he went closer to Emily, the temperatures around her would be insanely comparable to such climates. It increased as she flew through the air. Dammit, what to do now!?
"So, thats how we're gonna fight? No holds barred, fuck each other up brawl? So be it."
She was heading face first towards the wall. Okay, it was best she used a bit of of her own gymnastic ability to use. She moved her head forward, ending up to have herself somersault in mid-air and landing on the wall on her feet.
The impact on her feet hurt like all hell, but it was a pain similar to when she went en pointe. Nothing really new.
She would let herself fall onto the ground on her hands before shooting her legs for his head. While doing so, she would pivot herself lightly to the right, ramming her fan hard onto his left flank, right where the tip of his floating rib would be, with a force capable of cracking the bone.
Yes, Emily was more or less willing to fuck up his capability to breathe well, as well his ability to turn around with pain, a lot of it.
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