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Post by Travis Delmonte on Feb 17, 2009 8:27:49 GMT -8
Travis' had a hold of that leg, and for the time being he had no plans to release it. But he had noticed the boy running up behind the male. And he had a feeling if he didn't do something soon, he'd be crushed underneath this falling 8 foot behemoth. So he'd side step to his right, and yank hard. Whether the dude was surprised by his strength or not, Travis would give a little grunt has he swung that massive body around to his lift. He'd then aim to release him and send him flying and crashing through nearby tables and even people.
This boy wasn't much of a slacker when it came to fighting. He never waited to long to react, and he was glad he didn't wait far too long there, but he had caught sight of movement from the leg Travis didn't hold at the time. As long as he managed to super-swing the steroid beast away from him, he'd throw a glance to Matrim to make sure he was alright, and then shift his body in the direction of the behemoth. He knew this was only the beginning, and that things would most-likely heat up from now on. He doubted this male would be down and out from a simple throw like that. But it would serve to get him away for the moment, and help to prevent Matrim from being crushed underneath the dude's weight.
Travis would straighten himself up a bit, and take a few breaths as he watched and waited to see what would unfold. He wasn't asking for Matrim's help here, but he wouldn't deny it either. He still wasn't sure if this guy was taking this seriously, or if he was just playing some kind of game. Either way, Travis wasn't going to stop here. Even if Sara begged him. He still had a lot of pent up rage to unleash. And this was actually starting to get fun.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Feb 17, 2009 17:17:37 GMT -8
NOOOOOOOOO son of a- UMPF
As the Giant foot planted into Matrim's chest he couldn't help but wonder why he let this happen. I mean, the guy wasn't that fast, maybe it was because Matrim thought he could use Travis' distraction as a way to attack the guy with moves that really should only be used in a wrestling ring. Guess Kurt Angle won't be getting his tribute today. Unless... it's not too late.
Alas! I have a foot buried in my chest!
Matrim was pressed against the edge of the table, in between it and a foot, it kept him up, so his legs would come up and wrap around the leg that had kicked into him, his hands would grab on to the ankle and edge of the foot and begin twisting it if he could manage to. The guy may have been stronger then Matrim from the feel of the kick, which winded the hell out of Matrim and he thought he heard something crack, but the fact was that he would be using both hands to do this. Of course, he had not seen that Travis was attempting to swing the guy.
Ahhh son of a bitch I'm going for a ride aren't I.......
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Feb 17, 2009 22:27:40 GMT -8
"Tell you what... I bet you I can do more damage to the big guy then you can,...If you win I'll give you all the hot wings you want. But if I win... you have to refer to me as Master from now on."
"You're on!" Sara hung back for a second, watching to see what he did. As she watched she started to chuckle. The three of them looked so funny. But Travis. He looked HAWT~ So was Matrim, which was weird. She had never looked at him that way before, so to suddenly think this was... kinda funny. She licked her lips, her chuckle turning into a laugh as she watched the people getting up out of their seats and running away. Man. They were going to tear this place down. Awesome~
Sara wanted to wait for the perfect moment to jump in. No way in hell was she going to be calling Matrim "Master" from now on. Nu uh~ No way~ Unless... Pictures of Matrim and Travis as "Master" flew through her mind. She was stunned but... Wow... That was... an interesting thought. She waited for a moment where she could just jump Katsuri and beat him. Look how much fun they were having though! She was so glad the three of them were getting along.
She watched as Matrim was almost crushed and her laugh turned into a fit, and she dropped to her knees, holding her stomach. Wow, this was really just to funny. And then it looked like Travis was going to toss Katsuri. Well that might work...
She pushed herself up, waited a couple seconds, then flew across the room closing the distance. If Travis was strong enough (Which wouldn't surprise her, that great looking hunk of hers...) and tossed him, she would jump on top of him as he landed, straddling him, and just rain punches on him. If her darling wasn't strong enough, then she would simply close the distance, plant her left foot, and drive her right knee into what ever she could reach. Simple right?
Let us wait and see~
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Feb 18, 2009 6:04:56 GMT -8
Being thrown was not a new experience for the large man regardless of what assumptions you would make. After all, he had been thrown not just by his brother but by others whom were involved with the other behemoth as well.. Ark had as well, on a day where the leviathan was using number 2's like they were surgical scalpels. In the end being thrown was about the dumbest thing one could have done as you let go of someone that could cause immense damage by using momentum and weight put together to destroy bones. His hand outstretched catching a center table which was bolted into the floor, the booth around it being his target point.. if Matrim had indeed kept hold of his leg he was about to find himself becoming a boot to the man.
His body was turned in the opposite direction and he aimed to plant his feet down hard into the edge of one of the booths so that he could stand upright and not "fly" anymore. Either way. If the boy let go then Katsuri would have hopped back and down onto the floor. If he had not? Well. Chances were all four-hundred and fifty-seven pounds of man meat would have knocked him out unless he pulled a miracle out of his ass. Then he would have done the same and jumped back and onto the floor.. wearing the boy like a boot if he had to, after all, it was not like he could not move his leg about if a little more weight was added to it.
The girl? She finally got involved, lunging and grabbing hold of his body only to proceed to swing on him like some sort of ravenous beast, unfortunately for her he was upright at this point already, with her legs about his waist and her fists pummeling into his body making him cock a brow up. Each punch felt as if a child was letting loose on his form causing anything but perhaps a bit of mild discomfort. "I hope you are joking." He did not want to hurt the girl.. but she was pushing buttons at this point that would have led to him eventually trying to back break her into two hunks of woman meat.
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Feb 18, 2009 10:40:16 GMT -8
Tch..
Travis was surprised that the table was even able to stay bolted to the ground under the weight of the giant who grabbed onto it. It wasn't that big of a deal though, and as he began to think of his next plan of attack, he caught sight of his girlfriend jump and start beating the giant like she was playing a set of drums. Travis shook his head. He knew that her punches probably weren't going to hurt at all. After all, he had taken her punches before. And the male they were fighting now was able to eat one his Travis' own punches. She was just wasting her energy, and delaying his own attacks. If he struck out now, he risked hitting her.
"Sara! Get out of the way, Damn it!"
It was too late to think about what he said, but he was sure she'd probably give him shit for it later. He was just trying to get her away from that man. Hell, he didn't even want Matrim's help here. He could handle this on his own, he was sure of it. They were only going to get in the way. And in the end that was just going to get them hurt. He sure hoped she listened to him, because Travis would turn, grip the nearest table and use that strength of his to rip it from the floor. He'd pivot and then whip that table straight toward that dude, and take off behind it as it flew.
And as it traveled through the air, his right fist would pull back as he followed it', and he'd shoot it forward and palm the table, boosting it's speed and momentum even more. It was going to hit something, and whatever it hit was going to take so damage. Be it the behemoth that he was concentrating on fighting now, or a near-by wall. After all, it wasn't like those tables were fragile and light. He would slow his pace slightly as he neared, and keep himself on his toes, prepared for whatever could come now.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Feb 18, 2009 17:50:24 GMT -8
Wait.... he's planning on landing on his feet..... I'm under his foot..... uh-oh!
Hangtime saved Matrim, there wasn't much, but enough for him to put two and two together, and he really didn't feel like becoming this guys new Nike shoe. So Matrim did what anybody else would do when they needed to escape a fast moving deadly weapon. Tuck and roll. That is to say, he let go with his hands and legs, went into the fetal position, and made himself look like a droideka. He finally stopped and got up, but was extremely dizzy especially after drinking whatever it was in that flask.
"Okay, going to throw up... don't mind me just going to get sick... yup sicker then a dog....."
"Sara! Get out of the way, Damn it!"
"No Fair! You're already winning I think... that sucks...." Matrim said, then saw what Travis did. Matrim knew that she had to get out of the way on her own. If he tried to push her out of the way he would risk getting grabbed and becoming a human shield.
(OOC: budum bum tsh)
"Sara, free food over here, hurry over before it gets cold!" Matrim said, pulling someones hot wings from their table and wafting the smell to Sara. It was his best chance to make sure that she wasn't crushed. The funny thing was, Matrim was sitting down, his head just below the edge of the table where he grabbed these from. The people had already fled the place because of the fighting. Matrim wondered if somebody might have phoned the police, but he didn't think anyone cared as long as they were safe.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Feb 18, 2009 18:36:44 GMT -8
Sara latched onto Katsuri, latching onto him and beating him with her fists. She really felt like she wasn't getting anywhere with this. But~ she continued to pummel him anyways. She was damn well not going to call Matrim master... unless... NO.
She beat Katsuri with everything she had. She felt his muscles under his shirt and she couldn't help but remember him shirtless... She stopped beating against his chest, looking at his face, her eyes wide.
"Sara! Get out of the way, Damn it!"
She ignored her boyfriend, staring at Katsuri. She really didn't know what she was thinking but she thought she was supposed to be thinking something bad. She was confusing herself. But... What the hell was she thinking?...
"Sara, free food over here, hurry over before it gets cold!"
Her stomach growled and his words broke through her rattled mind. She threw herself off Katsuri and ran for Matrim. She took the food from him and pushed herself onto his lap, ignoring the fact that he had his head down like he was going to be sick. She just shouldered his body upwards and sat down, snuggling herself into his lap, nuzzling her head into his neck. She took a hot wing, taking a bite. She chewed, thinking about the fact that she was sitting on his lap. Girls sitting on guys laps meant... NO. MAYBE. TRAVIS~ She wanted Travis. But he seemed busy right now. Matrim would have to do.
She popped the rest of the hot wing in her mouth and nuzzled closer to him. She swallowed and then planted a little kiss on his neck. "Thanks Master- I MEAN... Matrim... oops..."
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Feb 19, 2009 4:38:46 GMT -8
One minute the girl was here. Right there. Her legs wrapped around his waist.. if he had really been itching to get hold of her, she would have been done right at that instant, a simple wrap of arms around her body, and then he would have disappeared from this place, Travis would have probably found his girl friend coming home walking funny, then he actually would have a reason to be attempting to harm the giant. Idiots.
His foot came up just after the girl had moved, a table incoming much akin to an artillery shell, but he was not about to let this boy just take care of him so simply. That table hit his foot nice and hard, planting flat, and then he began to slid with it, slidding far back and hitting the wall of the place nice and hard. All of that weight slamming into flimsy construction, at least flimsy when you began to look at the nature of the people whom seemed to frequent it. The man got embedded in the wall, but none the less, kicked the table out from his body with tremendous force causing it to cartwheel away as he rose from the rubble to his feet.
A hand moved up to one side first, dusting himself off, and then the other followed suit swiftly, making sure to clean it of debris as well. The boy was using the enviroment, but that did not mean he was not annoying that creature of common sense. In the end he would have kicked himself up fully and stood there, staring at this male. He was not moving. Why? If he wanted to keep on coming he was going to come towards him, if not? Katsuri was going to walk out of those doors, he'd handle this business later, for now he was quite irked and needed to get some more liquor now that these idiots had spilt it everywhere.
Spilt alcohol was not a good thing as far as Katsuri was concerned, and because of that.. he was actually contemplating sinking to this boys level and fighting to defend the honor of his sauce. Something he rarely did. Why? Because he was not interested in a cock sizing contest, he'd win after all! Ego stroking. Oh yea. None the less. He simply slipped those hands of his down into his pockets and leaned his head back a bit, grin on his lips, giving the boy a look as if to say, come get some.
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Feb 19, 2009 13:56:35 GMT -8
Travis watched as that table rocketed toward the large man, and his foot lifted to press against the table. It would push him across the length of the restaurant they were currently inside, and he'd crash against the wall. The table was kicked away, destroying other tables and made contact with one of the windows. It ripped the frame from the wall while glass shattered outward. This was place was definitely going to need a renovation after these two were done with it. That was for sure. And yes, Travis wasn't going to give up so soon. Even though it seemed what he had done so far had no effects on the large male before him. It wouldn't deter him though.
Instead, Travis would have picked up his speed as the male flew backwards, and the distance was pretty much closed as the male stood and gave him that cocky ass look he gave Travis. This male was probably just doing this to try and get him angry, to stop himself from thinking clearly or something along those lines. But he wasn't going to let his anger rise too much. It was too dangerous of a situation.
His left foot would plant as the male dropped his hands into his pockets. He was severely underestimating Travis, and it was more then annoying to him. His right hand would snap forward in attempt to look as if he planned to strike him with it, only to retract it when it was about half way there, and his right leg would lift and he'd look so send it low against the large behemoth's body. He aimed to slam his shin against the left side of Katsuri's left knee.
It might have been stupid, but those icy blue orbs locked upon the large male's center. He was waiting for some king of reaction, and many possible situations popped up inside his head. He would just have to play his cards carefully here, and he could make it out of this situation just fine. This was all such a huge chore. Maybe he had originally overreacted, but he was too far gone now to take it all back. Still, his anger wasn't only directed toward the male in front of him. After this was all said and done, he'd have to have a few words with Sara as well.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Feb 19, 2009 15:03:20 GMT -8
A kiss to the neck sent shivers down Matrim's body. Whether or not he had taken the drug, somehow Sara had found a very sensitive spot on Matrim. In reaction to this he instinctively grabbed both of her thighs and squeezed down. Because really it was like a split second reaction deal, and then her calling him Master was kind of not helping him at all. He just stared into her eyes, realizing he had grabbed her legs unexpectedly like that, his mouth had been slightly open from the shock and he looked at her, "Umm.... sorry... I mean, your welcome... for the food that is...."
He continued to just stare into her eyes, mouth slightly open. For some reason he didn't even think to take his hands off of her, a warm feeling inside of him as he continued to grip down a little. He felt hungry, but ignored it while his body had a strange tingling sensation. His open mouth would turn into a smile as he looked at Sara, the tingling was a very very good feeling.
The fight raged on behind them, but Matrim wasn't paying attention to it anymore. He'd worry about it when Travis tagged him back in, but judging by the fact there wasn't any screams of pain, it meant Travis was at least holding up a bit against his foe. Enough for Matrim to sit on the sidelines for a bit, enjoying the view.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Feb 20, 2009 8:57:44 GMT -8
Sara otherwise completely ignored the fight behind her. She was to engrossed in what she was doing now. In reaction to what she had done, the kiss and what she had said, Matrim had grabbed her thighs, squeezing. Her whole body broke out in those shivers and tingles again.
"Umm.... sorry... I mean, your welcome... for the food that is...."
Sara knew what had just happened. His body was tingling to! It wasn't just her! She giggled as she watched him stumble over his words, his mouth hanging open. He was so cute~ And the fact that she could make his body tingle like hers?!~ That was great! Everyone should be able to feel that peculiar little feeling. He squeezed her tighs slightly harder, and she let out a small breath, almost like a pant, closing her eyes as the tingles came back again.
The crashes behind her became louder and more violent, but she wasn't worried. Travis would let them know if he needed help, so until then, she could sit here on Matrim's lap, enjoying herself.
She took in his face, giggling. He was so cute~ Travis was really cute to~ She wondered if Travis would come join in with them. She blushed thinking of what they could do. Those were... bad thoughts... Wow...
She nuzzled herself back into Matrims neck to hide her blush, giggling madly. This was sooo funny. To get comfier, she reached down, grabbing his wrist and moved it to her side, just above her hip, and adjusted herself on his lap, reaching for the food again. She wanted him to squeeze her side now, she bet that would feel amazing~ She bit into another wing, and held it out to him, offering him a bite. She was starved, everyone else must be as well! O___O Travis must be hungry to!! She turned her head, looking at the fight. She picked up another wing and tossed it at Travis, and then tossed the basket at Katsuri.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Feb 20, 2009 12:34:54 GMT -8
Know what the beauty was of a fighter like Katsuri? Simple. Internal organs could have popped and he'd still stand himself up and continue going to war, it was something that was quite common in his family actually, as his brother was just as nuts. He recalled one ordeal where the red head had told him that he had jammed bone into bone and through flesh in order to continue fighting. Katsuri doubted this boy could cause the same sort of trouble as his brother had experienced when this occured, but it was still out there that he'd be willing to do the same sort to keep standing. More so since Katsuri was no goody two shoes.
One thing was for sure though, all the damage they were causing here was going to get him banned from one of his favorite eateries, and he was not going to be happy about that either. Too bad he was not thinking about it in the heat of the moment. As that male came forwards, Katsuri was already moving, the punch ignored, even as it quickly become a strike at his knee. The large man was airborn already, having planted his foot into the corner where he had destroyed part of the wall. Once in the air, his legs both bent up and locked those knees downwards at a striking Travis, a rather large grin on his face.
Ever seen that movie the Protector? Guess where this move came from. Oh yea. Muay Thai baby. The shit was ruthless, but the ideal here? He did not have to hit so damn hard with his size, all he needed to do was get airborn and drop his weight down on his opponent, and that my friend would be plenty to destroy him. Of course, the problem with being airborn, even in a quicker attack like this, was it caused immense damage due to gravity and momentum being on yourside, but it was also quite easy to counter. Either way. Travis would have found the large man avoiding the hits the kid threw at him if at all possible, for no other reason then to get himself in position to better hurl fist and feet of fury.
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Feb 20, 2009 13:12:36 GMT -8
At least Travis had decided to pull a feint with that arm before he threw his kick, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to switch up his tactic's so easily. Since the other male had decided to come forward and launch himself into the air toward him, Travis would abort the kick, and instead he'd drop himself lower as the behemoth made his way into the air. Travis had a distinct advantage here. Not due to the fact that he was faster, but due to the fact that this large male had left his footing and taken to the air.
As Travis ducked low, his body would spin and pivot 180 degrees so that the large male would pass over him and Travis' arms would shoot out as he went by. His aim was to grip both those large feet his opponent had, and stand, before giving a sudden jerk. Travis had the strength to cause all 457 pounds of his opponent's halt their forward movement as his feet planted, and direct his opponent's upper body downward in hopes of slamming Katsuri's face against the ground. Though he was sure that this male wasn't stupid enough to just slam his face off the ground. He expected those hands to shoot out before the impact.
Which is why as soon as impact was made, Travis would step back wards, and tug the male toward him once again, as he forced his legs apart, and his right foot would aim to Sparta kick the behemoth between the legs as he came forward. It was no doubt that he'd feel the pressure from Travis' heel if it connected in such a manner. He didn't even care if it was dishonorable. He'd still try and nut stomp the shit out of this dude. And if it was successful, Travis would throw that right leg backwards, and as it planted he would once again aim to whip this large male around and swing him right back against the wall he had hit earlier, releasing his grip and jumping backwards to clear some distance.
His anger was flaring up even more though, because he had seen the position his girlfriend was currently in with Matrim when he had ducked under Katsuri. He didn't dare turn his back to face them though, instead screaming out as he kept those eyes locked upon the large male he was currently battling with.
"What the FUCK are you two doing over there?! I'm gonna fucking kill you next, Matrim!"
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Feb 20, 2009 17:05:23 GMT -8
She moved his hands to her side, and offered him a hot wing, he took it and began eating it slowly, enjoying it. The battle raging on away from the two, he noticed Sara had momentarily went back to nuzzling his neck which made him squirm and giggle a little because of how bubbly it made him feel. Then he noticed Sara toss a hot wing at Travis, Matrim wasn't worried because it was only one hot wing, but then she threw the rest towards Katsuri, and Matrim's hunger made him a bit angry.
"Why am I so hungry.... why do I feel like this," Matrim said, remembering the effect of Lina's Qi, and the effect of the drug Reira had been under. He realized what this was, he couldn't stop what he felt, but he knew what it was, or at least it was something very similar. And just like that he remembered the drink.
"What the FUCK are you two doing over there?! I'm gonna fucking kill you next, Matrim!"
Matrim suddenly stood up, if Sara was still positioned on him she would have been thrown off unexpectedly by him doing a very questionable movement in order to swing his momentum upward. He then pointed at Travis and yelled, "Hey! Clothes are on and our fights together have looked a lot worse!" He realized that didn't help his case at all, "Besides, the big oaf is the one who's doing all this!"
Did he just call the scary 8 foot tall man an oaf? Yes he did, "It was that drink I think......." He said, looking around for it, but forgot where it was. Not to mention there was a lot of stuff spilled in the fight. Either way Matrim was now standing, his focus on the fight. Matrim then looked at his ring, "I wish Reira was here.... Reira's hot.... real hot.... I love that woman.... I should call her now....."
Matrim realized his cell was not a good idea in this condition, so he waited, wondering if he should just leave to go find Reira. She always made him feel really good.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Feb 22, 2009 13:48:47 GMT -8
"Why am I so hungry.... why do I feel like this,"
"Does it matter?" Sara continued to nuzzle his neck, loving the feeling of touching someone. It made her feel tingly, and good. She really wished it was Travis though. She kinda wished he would hurry up with his fight, so that she could cuddle him. Maybe she should just go over to him and jump him... pin him to the ground and... she shivered again, blushing. These thoughts were really strange.
"What the FUCK are you two doing over there?! I'm gonna fucking kill you next, Matrim!"
Sara's eyes flew open. What? They weren't doing anything... Were they? Shit, he sounded pissed... And then the world SEXPLODED~ Ya. That's right. Sara was thrown of Matrims lap as he stood up. She landed on the ground with a thud, and she stayed down, as she tried to orient herself. What the hell was that about.
"Hey! Clothes are on and our fights together have looked a lot worse!...Besides, the big oaf is the one who's doing all this!"
Sara lifted her head to look at Matrim. That idiot! "Don't tell him that! You want him to kill us both!" She kicked out with her right leg, aiming to hit his knee. That ass, who did he think he was telling her boyfriend that their fights looked dirty!? If Travis knew that, she would never be able to fight Matrim again! She looked over to Travis. "Ya! It was the oaf! It's his fault baby! Kick his ass!"
"It was that drink I think......."
Sara looked back up at Matrim. What was the drink? What was he talking about? She kicked him again. "Shut up about Reira, what about the drink? What are you talking about?!"
Her heart was racing, and her breathing irregular. She knew there was something wrong, she just didn't know what. She tried to think. She had taking a sip... and... what? Nothing. She had gotten a little tipsy... She looked at Matrim again. Tipsy... Okay... Maybe a little more then tipsy... Maybe... There had been something in the drink?... She tried to think about everything she had done, focusing on what it had looked like with Matrim. She couldn't think through the growing need and hunger in her. What the hell... Shit... There must have been something in the drink... He had drugged her..? She stumbled to her feet. She wanted to throw up. Why would he have drugged her? Well if the drink was making her... Then he must have... Oh god... "I need some air..." She whispered.
If Travis and Matrim hadn't shown up... She shuddered to think where things would have gone. She held her stomach, what had been a good high, now turned into something frightening. She wanted to go home. Needed to go home. She pushed past Matrim heading for the door, and pushed through it, into the parking lot. She looked around. Now which way was home? She turned left, and started walking. Lets hope she makes it home alright~
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