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Post by Woomin of the Wind~~ on Aug 10, 2006 10:16:48 GMT -8
Eyes still open, Woomin was able to see everything. Travis staggering back made him smile. Good to know that he at least got knocked back a bit. Though he recovered swiftly, Woomin still smiled. Happy that he landed two blows. More than enough for him. Considering it was his first day. He got a taste of what people are like at his new high school. Next time he would actually have to use his brain in a fight. In time, he would adapt and hopefully be on par with the fighters in this school. But for now, he had to face the consequences for defending his pride.
Watching as Travis lifted his leg, then pushed it down not only with his leg muscle but also with his right hand, adding even more force. Woomin coughed as it connected with his sternum. If only he had been a little tougher, he could pull this guy off his feet, jump on top of him, and pummel him to death. But not everyone gets to win fights. Simple fact of life. Everyone loses. Unable to react or respond to the attack, Woomin waited for the next.
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Aug 11, 2006 16:17:49 GMT -8
The stomp had connected and it seemed that Woomin wasn't planning on trying to stop any other attack. Travis could finish it here. Knock him out. But that would not help him. He wanted to talk to the boy. He wanted to ask him a few things. A few things that could really effect both of them in the near future. Hell, for the rest of their life. Travis didn't really know the boy under his foot, but he liked him already. A fight was a way of getting to know someone. Woomin had tried, and he hadn't done too bad. He would only get better from here on out. And Travis wanted to make sure that he was on his side. He would take the weight off that right foot, and then take a step backwards. He would crouch down next to Woomin and then his lips would part as he observed the rather small boy before him now.
"Well.. I'm not going to throw another attack.. It's clear that I've won.. Please, forgive me for the 'midget' comment. It was only meant to get your attention. And it worked.."
He would let his words sink in for a bit. Closing his eyes for a second to two as he tried to ignore the pain from the knee he had received earlier. He would give a small sigh and then lift himself up into a standing position, still bent slightly as his right hand lowered and was held toward Woomin. His lips parting to speak once again.
"What is your name?"
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Post by Woomin of the Wind~~ on Aug 11, 2006 16:53:56 GMT -8
Bewilderment. Make fun of Woomin. Beat up Woomin. Not finish Woomin. Strange. No one had shown him mercy before. Could it be because... He was shorter than the normal boy!?!?!?!??! INSULT! Or maybe it was something else. Maybe... He was the type of guy who didn't finish anything! They were the worst type! Or it could be something else. Regardless, at least he wouldn't be put into the hospital on his first day. Woomin wasn't 100% sure that his sisters could afford the numerous medical bills. Keeping only his right open because it caused him took too much effort to keep them both open.
"... Normally I would say fuck off... But my name is Woomin Kyung."
After seeing the guy standing up and extending a hand downwards to help him up, Woomin's arm would twitch. Then he thought for a moment. He could take advantage of this. Somehow. Maybe a free trip to the Nurse's office! And he wouldn't have to use his legs to get there if he played his cards right. Thinking before actually saying something, he wondered if this guy could carry him that far. Or however far the Nurse's office was. Smirking mentally, Woomin revealed a frown on his face.
"Hey uh... Kid... I can't move... Can you take me to the school nurse? You know... Cause you kinda put me in this condition...And you wouldn't leave a guy in this condition alone afte ryou just asked his name, right?"
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Aug 11, 2006 17:33:14 GMT -8
"... Normally I would say fuck off... But my name is Woomin Kyung."
Travis smirked, and then released a small chuckle. Interesting name, that was for sure. But whatever. Names were names. He would not forget this one so easily though, that was the truth. He continued to watch the boy, his hand extended, waiting for him to take ahold of it. And then the boy spoke again. What he said made Travis chuckle once again. Did this kid really want him to carry him all the way tot he nurses office? Bah, Travis wasn't about to do that. No way. But he would help support him.
"Well.. I'll tell you what.. I'll help you get there.. But I'm not carrying you the whole way.. My names Travis Delmonte by the way.."
(OOC: Short.. Shitty.. sue me? XD)
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Post by Woomin of the Wind~~ on Aug 11, 2006 18:47:32 GMT -8
No... Free... Ride...? This guy was a horrible person. This Travis person. A horrible horrible red headed guy. Woomin couldn't blame him for not carrying him. He probably didn't have the balls to anymore thanks to his handy knee-to-groin maneuvar. One that he often used on big guys who pissed him off. The only problem was he had no maneuvar that was its counterpart that could be used against the opposite sex, but that was not of importance now. Woomin thought about the potential Adult charm the school nurse might possess, and wondered if he should walk all that way. But what if the nurse was an old bag?
"You know what... I think I feel better... Mr. Travis..."
Woomin pushed off the ground with his elbows, leaning on them for support. Soon he would push off his elbow's support and sit up. He was fine, the red head hadn't done that much damage. But it was a good thing he stopped before breaking any bones and the like. The only thing he had done was rattle his head a bit. Had Woomin possessed motion sickness, he could've used that to vomit on Travis. But the fight was over and he had lost. Somehow.
"So why would you want my name? I'm assuming you have a plan or something."
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Aug 11, 2006 20:46:08 GMT -8
"You know what... I think I feel better... Mr. Travis..."
"Alright.. Your choice.."
Travis would wait as he returned his hand to his side and watched as the boy pushed himself up into a sitting position. He would take a deep breath and then step back a bit, giving Woomin more room so that he could get up without worry of bumping into Travis. It was odd, that just a second or two ago the boy had wanted Travis to carry him to the nurses office. But seemed perfectly fine now, or just about that anyways. Eh, whatever. HE wouldn't bother himself with such unimportant thoughts. He would once again hear he boy speak, and what he said would allow him to speak as he wanted. To speak of what he wanted from the boy.
"So why would you want my name? I'm assuming you have a plan or something."
"Well.. I guess you could say that. Listen, I think you've got potential. and I think that together we can probably go far. Now.. here is what I wanted to do.. I propose that we team up, and create some kind of.. gang.. or group.."
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Post by Woomin of the Wind~~ on Aug 12, 2006 15:57:32 GMT -8
"Or my own Fan Club Society! Awesome! I like your thinking! Anyway do you have a name intended for the group?"
Woomin pondered if maybe Travis hadn't actually meant to insult him. It seems like he observed that he had potential. Or something like that. But a group sounded okay. A one for all for one thing. Then it struck him. Was he joining a group? Or making a group? Cause... Making stuff was hard work. Joining in on something and saying you helped out with it but did nothing was fun and easy.
"Excuse me... Did you say... Create...? Does that mean that its jsut the two of us taking it upon ourselves to form some grand organization? I better get V.I.P. rights if so."
Woomin no longer sat. He got to his feet. He didn't like the idea of looking up at someone. Not that it changed now that he was standing. BUt it did put less strain on his neck. WOomin sighed as he mentally comforted himself that he would get growth spurts. Or he hoped. Only time would tell... And time sucks.
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Aug 12, 2006 16:22:41 GMT -8
"Or my own Fan Club Society! Awesome! I like your thinking! Anyway do you have a name intended for the group?"
"Uhmm.. Give me a few minutes and I'll tell you.."
Sure.. He had asked the question. But he hadn't really taken the time to chose exactly what he wanted to be called. There were a few names floating about in his mind, but nothing was permanent. He would let himself ponder the name of their soon-to-be gang as he watched the rather small boy stand up. He had an odd attitude, or at least Travis viewed it as odd. Maybe it was only odd to him. But.. the little guy seemed kinda.. full of himself or something?
"Excuse me... Did you say... Create...? Does that mean that its just the two of us taking it upon ourselves to form some grand organization? I better get V.I.P. rights if so."
"Yeah.. create. we can call it The Syndicate.. You'll be the Co-Leader.."
Travis would lean back slightly and cross his arms, beginning to gently tap his right foot over and over. Waiting for the small boy to reply, and to accept.. If he didn't accept.. then maybe he would just beat him up again.. eh.. he would probably just walk away and forget about him. But he would rather have him accept.
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Post by Woomin of the Wind~~ on Aug 14, 2006 13:28:49 GMT -8
"Co-Leader... I'll join, but I wanna work out a few details and such later. Right now... Its class time. FIRST DAY for me. Need to make a good impression on Female Teachers..."
Still a bit shaky, Woomin clenched his fist and unclenched it, to get the blood flowing. He wondered if this guy would shake his hands with him or something. Would the gang have some wierd code sign thing to alert other members? Would they have high-tech gear? Would they have groupies like other bands out there? So many things that needed to be dealt with, and only 24 hours in a day. Isn't life grand... Woomin would in fact begin to walk away, but hopefully run into Travis somewhere after school.
"I get out at 3:45. And I usually head to Rally Burger's. We can meet there later."
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