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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 7, 2009 15:16:34 GMT -8
the hit itself was too close to be avoided, taking it head on split open previously sealed wounds from the fight with David Blaze. and once more they were to be sealed over like permanant scars but his mind would remain sealed, closed off to humanity like a beast with no recolection of a past, present of future all that mattered was the objective. He was becoming the monster he wanted to become.
Face was streaked with tears of crimson as the liquid trickled from his lips, eye, and cheek. Once again he'd press over so he was atop the teacher.
"I am a DRAGON! I WILL NOY YIELD!" Gabriel shouted in pain, more so mental that physical as he rained down savage punchs into the mans face with the torrent of heat backing each one causing the pain itself to feel something surreal.
(ooc:
Strength: 182
Constitution: 70
Charisma: 54)
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Post by Amakusa Takehiro on Sept 7, 2009 15:21:52 GMT -8
[white] - Out of nowhere, the positions were switched and Takehiro was on the ground. He held one arm to keep from striking him, so the strikes wouldn't come down nearly as quickly as they could've, and he took notice of something. The boy's strength increased, yet at the same time his endurance faltered. It was a very miniscule detail, but it would indeed be very helpful. After the first punch would collide with Takehiro's cheek, he would send both feet into the boy's solar plexus with all of his might, the strength great enough to send him into the ceiling, giving Takehiro time to recover.
- Mr. Amakusa would then leap upward, reaching for Gabriel's collar, and he would pull him down to slam him into the ground. After this attack, Takehiro would back up and lean against a wall for a few seconds, trying to recover from the powerful strike. The boy would have taken a great deal of damage from those two strikes, it wouldn't be long before he was downed, but Takehiro didn't want to have to 'finish' him.[/white]
[green]"You fool... even Leon knew it was his turn to give up when we fought."[/green]
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 7, 2009 15:30:02 GMT -8
Gabriel pounded upwards towards the ceiling as his hand extended up. A powerful blast consumed the area as his Qi pressed on far stronger, the roof caved in from the blast but once more Gabriel was at his feet striding through the smoke and wreackage.
His calm facade had been an opposite of that he'd had prior to the explosion primarily because he could feel his strength surge within him once more. And while his endurence faded it was more than enough to cripple the teacher.
"What you fail to realize is...." The second he was caught up in the smash against the floor. Gabriel gripped the mans throat as to not allow retreat.
"I'm stronger..." Gabriel breathed the heat in as it began to flow far stronger than before.
His grip tightened and he didn't allow for any release Gabriel used his other free limb to grab in the man's rib cage area seekign out the bone and tearing at it, aiming tho break his breath.
(ooc:
Strength: 267
Constitution: 49
Charisma: 52)
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Post by Amakusa Takehiro on Sept 7, 2009 15:35:49 GMT -8
[OoC:If you have any problems, lemme know ^^; Mr. A can literally fix broken bones, though.]
[white] - Takehiro could no longer breathe, and the heat was overwhelming, but the boy lacked endurance. He was strong, sure, but what use was strength if you had no means of attacking? Taking this into consideration, Takehiro would ram his fist into the elbow and break the arm gripping his neck, thus releasing the hold. He would them raise his knee to break the other arm at the elbow, and his right hand would come down and slam into the boy's collar bone, still enough force to nearly break it. [green]"What you fail to realize, Gabriel, is that you may have strength, but you cannot handle very much damage at all.[/green] He would take a few steps back, gasping for breath, and fall to the floor.[/white]
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 7, 2009 15:51:36 GMT -8
Gabriel's eyes flitted within the short span of the fight fiery orbs observing everything at once. First off the strike of his right hand. The limb didn't faulter but the prosthetic skin singed away revealing the metal ligament. Falsemuscles clamped down around his throat harder as the other limb was knocked away bending it at an angle. Whether it be broken or not was unconcerning his Qi made him press on.
The Nova Dragon had lost his humanity, the skin fading away revealed it. His metal arm clasping tighter as Mr. A's attempted escape would get him nowhere as Gabriel crashed his head in for another headbutt strike, hopefully knocking him out this time as the tile beneath them liquidated under the pressure.
(ooc:
Strength: 395
Constitution: 26
Charisma: 50
XD lost that arm at #42 bwahaha)
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Post by Amakusa Takehiro on Sept 13, 2009 18:45:07 GMT -8
[white] - The heat began to intensify and Mr. A was feeling woozy, but he knew what he had to do. The boy's strength would increase, and even though he had a prosthetic, the pressure on it would increase and weaken it, so to free himself he would have to handicap the boy even further. He would bring his arm around and slam it into the elbow of the prosthetic, with force great enough to shatter it. The headbutt to come would be countered by the boy's own prosthetic as Takehiro would slam it into his head and then slam his feet into his chest and push off of him to gain a great deal of distance to get away from the heat.
- Panting, Takehiro clutched his chest. It had been a while since anyone was worthy of being considered a challenge, but now things were getting hard and he'd have to make up for his slack here and now. He would get to his feet, struggling slightly due to lack of breath.[/white]
[green]"You're pretty damn strong, kid."[/green]
[OoC: Nuuu~ I dun wanna lose! DX!]
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 13, 2009 19:13:11 GMT -8
Gabriel took the hits and backed off now, his body tired from the strain of keeping his qi up for this long but he'd yet to be actually beaten, he'd consider this battle a draw if he couldn't make one last attempt. At least to show Mr. A he was no push-over or even still, Worth another match up. Gabriel showed a satisfied grin at Mr. A's tired disposition gleaming with confidence would almost have bragged if he didn't know the man to be quite a worthy foe.
"You haven't seen anything yet..." Gabriel shouted over the ringing noise in his ears as his Qi exploded once more this time shattering the walls in around them.
His eyes faded to Crimson and the boy charged Mr. A. with reckless intent throwing his left hand out aiming for a grip on the teachers chest. If it hit he'd most certainly leave his mark. Unfortunatly he'd have to pay for his right arm soon after this fight was delt with.
(ooc:
Strength: 593
Constitution: 3
Charisma: 48)
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Post by David B. on Sept 13, 2009 19:21:08 GMT -8
Davids shoulder would collide with Gabriels with a force that had not been seen before from the young Blaze. He had not seen this entire fight, nor did he care to. The destruction to the school, the screams, the kids running and shouting about a Dragon on the loose- they had been enough of a warning for him. As Seran charged the Teacher, David would hit him from the side, sending his body off into the wall, possibly through it. He knew that some would veiw it as unfair, others may say he attacked Gabriel while he was already weak. he honestly didnt give a damn.
Gabriel was, once again, destroying things, wreaking havoc. David would either make the kid run, or make him calm down. He wouldnt have any more damage to the school property, and though he knew he wasnt a pillar, that wouldnt stop him from taking down those who broken the rules.
"FIGHTS OVER!" His voice rang clearly. "Gabriel Seran, im going to ask you once to stand down, and if you refuse, i'll have to take action again. We both dont want that."
His body began to shimmer as his Qi charged, leaping to his will as he hoped that Gabriel, weakened as he would, would be already unconscious. His batted lightly at his shirt, his eyes never leaving the hole he would have made, the heat around him nearly stifling.
OOC(( XD Sorry- know im really late and all. JUST read this, and decided to hope in. oh and Qi is charged. Ready to be used next post.))
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Post by Amakusa Takehiro on Sept 13, 2009 19:32:48 GMT -8
[green]"Mr. Blaze.."[/green]
[white] - Takehiro watched as his opponent made one last charge, only to be countered by a familiar student. He was in shock, really. He had expected the boy to be downed already, but he was persistent, and, though greatly pained, Takehiro felt alive again. He limped forward, wincing as pain would sear through his body at random intervals, and he would stop once he was close to David.
[green]"Mr. Blaze, there will no longer be any need for any sort of struggle. I believe the battle is over.. and it seems like many in this school have great fighting prowess."[/green]
- Takehiro straightened his tie as he would attempt to stand upright now, still panting. It would seem he needed to adapt to hold his own against these students.[/white]
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 13, 2009 19:50:43 GMT -8
Gabriel was almost there, a hand reach out and he would have had the man by his throat begging for mercy. But of course out of the corner of his eye and unable to do anything about it. David BLaze arrived. *Cue Hero music* Gabriel was sent flying into a wall causing the damaged structure to callapse upon his body. His qi shot out and deactivated leaving him weak again. Though he was strong enough to lift the rocks from his body and stand he wouldn't be able to go against Blaze in this body.
Gabriel stood on his feet holding his damaged arm limply as he wiped the layer of sweat and hair out of his face. A respectable stare towards the teacher and a challenging stare at David. He wanted another go at him but not while he wasn't at full strength, soon he'd have his day.
"Mr. A.... Seems as though we may have to save this for another day..." Gabriel smiled with a weak wink.
"Blaze... Don't think you can watch everything forever." Gabriel smiled with a soft chuckle limping away himself to the infirmery. He'd need some repairs made before he was to get back to action.
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