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Post by Mekiel Echigo on Aug 29, 2009 17:04:47 GMT -8
A crowd was drawing around me in the halls of the school as I stood there, glaring at one of the students in front of me. I stood with my bag over my shoulders, right hand in my pocket not really paying attention to anybody or anything. They didn't like me, that I could tell, from the simple fact that I bore a very visible gang insignia on my chest, and I'd think no one knew of the Colossai here in Long Beach.
"I have to get to class.."
I stepped forward, hoping to be able to walk away calmly from the crowd, when I received a kick to my chest, which pushed me back a small amount. Five kids were standing before me in fighting positions ready to hurt me, and it's not like I was going to make a move yet.
"Out of my way, please.."
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 1, 2009 11:02:12 GMT -8
Gabriel strolled calmly down the hallways, a smug look on his face at the way this school was turning out. As violent as ever, but yet again it had still yet to reach a breaking point oddly enough there was a sort of chaotic order to it. Perhaps thats the way Mitsuki liked it? He could not tell quite yet at this point but surely enough he'd be the one to find out.
He kept walking till he came upon the large crowd gathered around a familar figure. Gabriel let out a soft chuckle at the violent situation unfolding. The Iron Dragon was cornered now. At the very least he was going to embarress a few kids with low self-esteem. Gabriel chuckeld wondering if he should let himself into the situation watching with an eager glimpse at why the Iron Dragon had in fact recieved such a title. Their last fight was quite impressiv but this time around Gabriel had evolved quite a bit earning a title for himself.
"I see you tend to attract trouble don't you?" Gabriel entered the fray with smug entertainment.
"Now frolic off little pests.." Gabriel sneered at the unruly mob forming.
Tey didn't seem to flinch, that angered Gabriel quite a bit but was expected. It would seem as if these would be some bonding time between Dragons. Good Luck.
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Post by Mekiel Echigo on Sept 2, 2009 19:33:43 GMT -8
"It would seem you have graced me with your presence... Nova Dragon."
I would speak with a smile after seeing a familiar face. I was quite impressed, word of his title had spread quickly, at least to me, and to see another Dragon made me feel quite good, actually. However, it would seem we started off on bad terms, and that wouldn't do good. Right now, this man was an ally - or at least, I hoped so - and our last encounter looked quite odd and was indeed quite horrific. Maybe it was time to fix things up?
"I must say, it is a great honour, I wasn't expecting you to earn your title as quickly as you did.."
I dropped my bag to the floor and popped my knuckles and neck, taking two steps forward. The crowd, surprisingly, stepped back a few steps, and at that I grinned.
"Would you like to show these people just what two Dragons can do?"
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 2, 2009 19:43:08 GMT -8
Gabriel nodded, he quite enjoyed the recognition for once. It was strange, he'd done many other advancements in his life, many great achievements but for each one he'd been accused of one heinous event or another. And for once this one felt as though it was right. There was honor within this group something that transcended honor, and Gabriel would respect that escence.
"Thank you, It is quite a pleasure to be working with you as well Iron Dragon." A small smirk formed giving the boy his due respect.
Gabriel dropped his bag to the floor and aside. A curious grin replaced his stern expression replaced on eof certain joy.
"Well of course, so long as we don't get too tied up." Gabriel glinted a smile noting the last time they'd had at it.
His eyes shifted taking into account the small hallway, the students forming round them with intrigued stares. It would be a close combat round and taking into account their last battle the Iron Dragon had a fair advantage when it came to that. A grand stratagy indeed, Gabriel would have to think on his feet to do anything of worth.
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Post by Amakusa Takehiro on Sept 6, 2009 7:57:55 GMT -8
[green]"You'd all better get to class.."[/green]
[white] - The tank passed through the crowd angrily as the students would watch, wondering where the hell an eight foot tall teacher came from. He drew near the two in the center of the crowd and could only think of two explanations for their being there. One; they were fighting and that was the reason the crowd was drawn, or two; one had come in the defense of the other to keep the crowd from striking him. Either way, it seemed like some sort of a violent event was about to unfold, and it was his job to stop it, after all.
[green]"But first, I'd like an explanation as to why you are all here. Class doesn't end for another thirty minutes."[/green]
- The crowd was silent now as Takehiro's booming voice swept through the halls, overcoming any other noise and halting most people in their tracks. People now felt intrigue as they watched the giant, perhaps in hopes of seeing him pummle a student or two.[/white]
[green]"Enlighten me."[/green]
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 6, 2009 12:24:54 GMT -8
Gabriel shifted into an upright position now eyes had averted towads the teacher. Surveying him closely. Strong he was sure but strong enough? Not once had he been interrupted in a fight by a teacher and the fact that this one thought he had the right shifted his interest.
"Mr. A... What a pleasure." Gabriel said in mock politness curiously finding his way closer to the Tank.
"You've come to break things up I suspect... Why is that, finding it too hard to cope in that classroom alone?" Gabriel revealed a devilish grin. He ego had become extremely expanded and certainly needed to be put in his place if he was talking back to a teacher.
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Post by Mekiel Echigo on Sept 7, 2009 11:24:25 GMT -8
Just as things were about to get exciting, a rematch between myself and the Nova Dragon, a tank treads through the halls, breaking up the crowd - and the fight-to-be. I stepped back a few steps as I saw the thing approach, eyes widened. Who on the world was as tall as this guy? He was bigger than even me, and that wasn't something you saw very often. I took a closer look at the man, though, and I remembered something back from New York.
"Mr. Amakusa?!"
A grin appeared on my face and I walked toward the man, holding my hand out for a friendly shake. Hopefully things wouldn't end up bad for me. "Gabriel.. You've met Mr. A?"
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 7, 2009 13:40:16 GMT -8
Gabriel nodded never taking his eyes off of the teacher, he had a suspicion that with the Iron Dragon's response that there was something more than this character than to be taken lightly. I mean sure he was an art teacher but also, he was a freaking tank!
Gabriel didn't feel any fear at this point there were two options, he could always attack in which case Gabriel would see first had his capabilities, then again he could always tell them to stop the fight in which case Gabriel would ignore. Either way Gabriel didn't see himself being taken out quite yet.
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Post by Amakusa Takehiro on Sept 7, 2009 13:50:25 GMT -8
[white] - Takehiro took Mekiel's hand and shook it firmly, an old friend. What were the chances? It didn't make much of a difference, it had seemed that Mekiel was still up to trouble, and that meant that once more, Mr. Amakusa would have to show him the error of his ways. [green]"I see things never change when it comes to you."[/green] He would pull Mekiel forward suddenly and ram his palm into Mekiel's solar plexus, which would knock the boy back into the lockers. The damage would be enough to knock him out with that one attack alone, and then he could focus on the next threat.
[green]"Mr. Seran. I recall the fact that you happen to be quite the trouble maker. It would indeed be hard not to notice this ruckus when it is right in front of my classroom. Of course, the fact you failed to notice that only further proves your incompetence."[/green]
- He would pop his neck, straighten his tie and get straight to business. This boy needed to be dealt with quickly, class would start soon. He would dash forward using his strength to propel him, and within the small confined area he would have closed the space in a fraction of a second. His right leg would whip around and slam into his opponent's left side with enough strength to hopefully send him into the lockers on the opposing side from Mekiel.[/white]
[green]"Trouble makers must be dealt with."[/green]
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 7, 2009 14:09:13 GMT -8
Gabriel chuckled at the notice of becoming a troublemaker. It was quite amusing in itself because what people failed to realize is that in all his troublemaking had a purpose. But once more seeing beyond the long scale seemed to illude most people. Topaz hues set fire as he noticed the attack coming into full force and Gabriel had but one option, Move.
He dropped his weight to the floor pressing his limbs against the tile and kicked his feet up in unison at the teacher's gut right as he would be sailing over him. Though Mr. A's Attacks appeared to be quite powerful inately they were quite obvious even for a bulk fighter like Gabriel.
(ooc:
Strength: 62
Dexterity: 67
Constitution: 122
Intelligence: 84
Wisdom: 47
Charisma: 58)
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Post by Amakusa Takehiro on Sept 7, 2009 14:35:58 GMT -8
[white] - Without hesitation, Takehiro would let the boy's feet collide with his gut. It wouldn't deal very much damage to him at all, his body was battle hardened and he could take much worse than your average person. The tank's arms would be sent downward and his hands would grip the ankles of the boy. His right leg, which would already be in the air, would lower now and wrap itself around the boy's legs. In this position, he would tighten with his leg and twist with his hands, the pressure on the knees would cause his legs to be searing, and the pressure on the ankles would be enough to snap them, keeping the boy from being able to walk. Due to his first attack, he was now in a very horrible position.
[green]"I'd suggest you give up now. There's a reason I was never defeated in my life."[/green]
- In the event that the boy would attempt to resist, the pressure applied would increase, thus causing the legs to be closer to ruin. Takehiro was good at grapples, after all, more so than the Iron Dragon himself.[/white]
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 7, 2009 14:42:35 GMT -8
Gabriel laughed even though the pressure was extreme, he'd seen fighters like this before. This teacher made little difference aside from the mass of strength he possesed Gabriel would destroy him with whatever he had with him.
"And I'd suggest Mr. A that you surrender here and now." Gabriel remarked with a sense of duty."
One hand moved to the teachers grip on his ankles clasping them so he couldn't release while the onther would move to the teachers face gripping around his nose and mouth closing both airways wile Gabriel's nails would dig into the eyes.
"Now burn..."
His Qi fired on taking with it the teacher's face. If he didn't surrender here Gabriel would sear the guy's face off much like he had to countless other foes.
(ooc:
Strength: 87
Constitution: 106
Charisma: 58)
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Post by Amakusa Takehiro on Sept 7, 2009 14:48:52 GMT -8
[white] - Takehiro, at that moment, realized what was about to happen. Like every other student on this campus, this boy would rely on something flashy to win, and as soon as the boy would make a motion with his hands Takehiro would act. His hands would release the ankles and he would whirl around with his leg, slamming Gabriel into the floor with immense strength. After that move, he would apply increased pressure on the boy's solar plexus by leaning down and ramming his knee into it. With 504 pounds of pressure on you, plus this man's insane strength, it would be hard to get out of it. He did, however, begin to heat up. Slowly, he would begin to sweat as realied that the boy's ability wasn't just from physical contact of the limbs, it included the area around him as well, meaning things would have to be finished quickly.[/white]
[green]"Mr. Seran, I'll give you one last chance. Give up!"[/green]
[white] - He would grip the boy's wrists and slam them into the ground to make sure nothing deadly would happen to himself and to insure a victory.. hopefully.[/white]
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 7, 2009 14:59:46 GMT -8
Gabriel found himself contacting with the ground, hard. His back ached for a moment before the bloodflow reached there and all was pyre. No he wouldn't give up, surrender was no option for a Dragon and he most certainly would not be beaten here. His eyes glowed a fiery red as the Qi personna of the Nova Dragon took over.
"You're Right Mr. A, but no I won't give up." pinned still Gabriel lifted with his legs forming an arch surely enough the weight was intense but with each passing second the heat and his immense power grew stronger, it wouldn't be long before it consumed him and wrecked havoc onto the teacher.
Once the arch was in full swing Gabriel would flip over grabbing his bindings and aim to fire a head butt towards the teachers face. The radiation only intensifying the scenario.
(ooc:
Strength: 125
Constitution: 89
Charisma: 56)
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Post by Amakusa Takehiro on Sept 7, 2009 15:06:50 GMT -8
[white] - It would seem as if Gabriel wasn't about to give up, despite the obvious difference in strength. However, Mr. Amakusa would show him that sometimes a loss was necessary, and persisting wouldn't do too well. As soon as Gabriel would finish speaking, Mr. Amakusa would lift his right arm and send it crashing into Gabriel's jaw. His strength would be combined with slight speed and gravitational pull to increase the damage that would be done. The strike would at least dislocate the boy's jaw or severely damage the skull - not to the point of devastation or ruin - and the boy's mind would hopefully be distracted and the heat would wear down.[/white]
[green]"If you know what's good for you, you'd better stop this!"[/green]
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