Testing The System (Wakana)

[Aris Love]

OOC: Athie posts first and only me and her will be in the fight. But spectators are allowed ^_^

IC: Aris had fought a student... two actually, but one seemed a little more... how shall we put it? Abnormal. Yeah, that seems like the right word for Aris to use. But he wasn't saying anything outloud. He wasn't really you're usual guy either.

But that is all besides the point. The real point now is that he had fought students, but not teachers. He didn't want any cases against the faculty yet. He didn't want any problems with the staff, but he did want a spar. Now he was sort of going out of the lines, but he was hoping that staff would comply with his poster. The one he pinned to the door of the teacher's lounge.

Student Wishes To Engage Teacher In Combat

Name: Aris
Meeting Place: Courtyard, by the Clock.
Time: Thirty Minutes After School.
Reason: FUN!

Now either he was going to get in troble for this and get beaten up (Which was what he wanted anyways). Or the teacher would have an excellent sense of humor and they would have a more friendly spar. He was hoping for the second one, but who knows. Teacher's will be teachers. So now he sat and waited. School had ended twenty or so minutes ago. Now all he was waiting for was a teacher.

[K]

Now, it had been a strangely peaceful day at Public School #259 for Ms. Kuramoto, the History teacher. Just about the only time that she had to take care of any sort of disorder was when some little pervert kept leaving markers on the ground, in the hopes that she would bend over. It had been rather obvious who the culprit was, seeing as the little shit was grinning and giggling as if he was high. The violet-haired beauty had merely responded with a good-humored chuckle and a hard punch to the ribcage, which was a rather polite warning to the boy not to mess with her, just because she was of the female sex.

Besides that little bit of excitement, though, it had been rather… boring. Yes, Ms. Kuramoto was quite bored. Really, though, in a school such as this, she had sort of hoped that it would be at least a little more exciting. I mean, she didn’t expect it to be anything like New York, but she was sort of hoping for at least a good fight… well, not necessarily back-breaking, skull-splitting slaughter, but just a good brawl to get the blood going, y’know? So, she was rather bored, strolling through the halls on her way to the faculty room to get herself a cup of tea before she got herself back home, when something caught her eye.

Student Wishes To Engage Teacher In Combat

Name: Aris
Meeting Place: Courtyard, by the Clock.
Time: Thirty Minutes After School.
Reason: FUN!

As she looked over the poster, a wide grin slowly began to creep onto her features…


(About ten minutes later…)

Mis Kuramoto strolled casually into the courtyard, tying her best to keep her excitement. This was perfect! A friendly spar with a student… This was just what she needed! It was just what she had been asking for! Apparently, someone up there had the hots for her or something to give her a nice opportunity such as this.

Then again, who didn’t have the hots for her? <3 Ahahahahaha… okay, shutting up, shutting up.

So anyways, she was looking around for the guy that had wanted the fight. Of course, there were a couple of people in the courtyard, so it was a little difficult to figure out who this “Aris” person would be. Come to think of it, was this “Aris” a boy or a girl…? She thought that it could be a girl, but it could go either way, really… Alright, so this was going to be a little harder than she thought that it would be. Ah, well! At least there was one thing that she could do. As a member of the female species, there was one thing that would come quite naturally to her: ASKING DIRECTIONS! Looking around, she decided to ask some freshman boy who looked as if he was standing around. Walking slowly over to him, she pushed her sunglasses to the top of her head and waved a little bit to get his attention.

“Oy, you know a kid named ‘Aris’?”

[Aris Love]

He paused and eyed her skeptically. Not what he expected. Maybe it was a bit prejudice, but Aris was expecting some large male who was bald and had a large mustache. Some bodygaurd looking guy. Or even a pencil pusher male who was really sadistic. Anything but this, he felt just a little bit anti-climactic, but then he realized that this wasn't bad. It was actually quite good. Maybe not exactly the fight he was picturing, but it was a fight with a faculty member.

"Depends..." He said and paused before asking, "You a teacher?" He slowly sent his right leg backwards and bent both his front and back legs. He put up one his right hand by his chest and his left one down by his leg. He had his mind made up that if this was the teacher the outcome could be better. Or possibly worse. He was still slightly in shock.

He had nothing against women, it was just she wasn't an ugly woman either. He felt almost bad to fight her, but then again if she was willing. That only meant she was stronger. He focused completely on her stance, mostly her knees and legs. He now understood that the hardest part of this battle would be to keep his eyes from straying. "Just.... no groin hitting." he muttered in more like a prayer or a plead than a rule.

[K]

The relaxed smile on the History teacher's lips transformed into a humored grin as the boy questioned her. Obviously, the boy wasn't imagining that this teacher that would have to fight a student wouldn't be a woman with sunglasses and a short skirt. Thankfully, she had decided to wear a pair of flat shoes that day, so at least she wouldn't have to fight in a pair of high-heels. Still, though, she was probably the last person that the boy expected. After letting out a small chuckle, she answered the boy's question in a smooth, friendly tone.

"Yeah, I'm a teacher.”

She still seemed to not get into any sort of combat stance yet, for she really didn’t seem to be prepared for any sort of attack. Obviously, she didn’t expect for Aris to attack her at the moment. She seemed to want to talk a little bit with the kid before they started… or possibly lead him into a false sense of security.

“So… You gonna tell me where this Aris kid is, or what?”

…

…Okaaay… so maybe the boy’s battle stance and attitude hadn’t exactly tipped her off on the fact that this boy was probably the student that she was searching for. Obviously, Wakana was a little bit slow on this matter. She was just staring right at him, the friendly grin still on her features, waiting patiently for her answer.

[Aris Love]

Aris gave her a dumbfound look and suddenly burst out into laughter. This was officially anticlimactic and he loved it all the more. "Okay teach.... either you're funny, or you're a dits." he said grinning lightly. He had the urge to tell her Aris was at the tippity top of the clock tower. But he decided against it.

He was still smiling happily, he was in a less crazy mood today. When people around him where joking he was joking too. When they were serious he was crazy. "So teach, am I gonna get beat up by a dits? Or are you not planning on fighting me." He was also going to run up and hit her. That would probably get his point across. But once again his better judgement made him stop. Sucker punching a teacher didn't seem good quite yet.

"I'm Aris...." he paused and with a small smirk he got out of his stance and bowed lightly, "Your teacherness." he added in an overexaggerated(SP???) tone.

[K]

Ms. Kuramoto blinked innocently for a moment, tilting her head to the side as she watched the boy burst into laughter. After a little moment, she began to chuckle lightly herself, joining in as the boy continued laughing. At the next comment that he made, she grinned widely back, lifting her arms out of her pockets and crossing them over her… rather ample… chest.

“Oh, yeah, great way to get on a teacher’s good side, calling ‘em a ditz… You’re damn lucky I’m in a good mood today, boy!”

Her words weren’t really threatening, but were said in a more joking manner as she chuckled a little bit more. As the boy asked if she was going to fight him, though, she looked up again, a faint look of confusion on her face. She seemed to be thinking, why would I fight him? although it was difficult to really tell what she was really thinking. For many, it was difficult to tell if her “ditziness” was an act or if she really was as slow as she looked. As he finally clarified that he was Aris, though, her eyes opened widely, and one could practically see the light bulb going off in her head.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhh! Ohhh! Oh, I see! I see! I’m sorry about that. Y’see, from the sound of your name… I thought that you were going to be a girl!”

At that, she laughed loudly, her musical voice carrying across the courtyard, turning quite a few heads. She finally settled down, though, and looked back up at him, the friendly grin still on her face.

“So should I start first…”

She got into her stance, her left arm bent and crossing over her face diagonally, with her right arm bent down, protecting her lower abdomen. Then, she slid her right leg back a little bit and relaxed her knees, the innocent grin still on her face…

“…Or do you want to have at the first blow?”

[Aris Love]

Aris smiled widely. He supposed that his name was quite original and also quite mutli sexual. He had a secret suspicion that when he was born his parents expected him to be a girl and that they were too lazy to choose a new name. But it was just a thought that didn't really cross Aris's mind often. He mostly didn't think about it because he disliked the idea.

"I figured it was smart to call a teach a ditz. That's why they all love me. I got skeeelz." He said with a grin on his face. If Aris ever said the word 'skeelz' he was kidding. He would never be able to say that voice with a serious look on his face. No matter how hard he tried.

"I go first... since apparently I am the lady in this situation." He said grinning again, but wasting no time as he moved forward. So he decided something with a little more 'Pazzaz' would have to be the opening move. He ran forward, stopped about three feet away from her and he twirled around and sent the back of his fist spinning towards her cheeck.

Now she had a slight advantage because her arm reach was longer, but he was fast and he was putting his speed to use. He had spun to his left so the back of his left hand was what was being aimed at her left cheeck. He was in a left mood today. And his right hand was simply across his chest just in case he managed to regain his bearings fast enough to block an attack.