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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 1, 2009 10:39:14 GMT -8
Dragon. Gabriel was trying to understand what it meant to be one, from what he'd interpreted it meant having the power of many. But in an essence wasn't that the same power he controlled with the Black Knights? The power of many, was it to be restrained to one body? He clearly remembered the fight betweenhim and Leon, The Lightning Dragon was known well enough for his immense power and Gabriel had fourtunatly experienced it first hand. This imense power was to be his own one day, that was of course if he applied what Leon had told him.
"Your history home work is due when you get back to school."
"There is much for you to learn about self control, and combat, but you are above average already."
Gabriel nodded at his seat within the courtyard. His deep emerald glare emptying into nothingness entirely. Of course at one point or another he promised himself to fight Sudeki again. To become the best you had to fight the best.
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Post by Krane Asiv on Sept 1, 2009 11:12:01 GMT -8
~So, this is 259?~
Spike wondered what was so special about this place exactly. IT was just a high school with a bad wrap. He had heard of others like it, New York or something like that. Of course, he didn't notice it at first, but he was getting odd looks. And he was looking so much like fresh meat to these people. The scars of combat now showed themselves in the courtyard. torn up ground, a broken water fountin. A clock tower with bricks missing in chunks.
Some kids gossuping near Gabriel would start to talk about the new kid.
"Hey isn't that new kid the History Teachers son? whats his name again?"
"Oh yeah, thats Mr. Sudeki's kid."
"No way! That scary dude has offspring? Whats this world coming too..."
Spike was too far away from them to hear. His black hair hung in the way of half his face, his dark purple tank top was tucked in his black cargo pants, his shoes where tied with the shoe laces tucked in as well. Though what stood out above all else was the bandage on his right forearm. covering hsi whole arm from elbow to the tips of his fingers, completely covered. Around his wrist was a spiked bracelet or something. If one paid close enough attention those wherent bandages for an injury, it was to hold something back.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 1, 2009 11:20:10 GMT -8
"Hey isn't that new kid the History Teachers son? whats his name again?"
"Oh yeah, thats Mr. Sudeki's kid."
Gabriel's eyes shot up and narrowed on the young Sudeki. A curious thought coursed through his head. Being the son of Leon must mean that he's been trained by his father at one point or another, and an even greater prospect he must have been a genetic prodigy of the Elder Dragon. Gabriel's mind played tricks with him, those based on morality verses those of his own benificial gain. And at the present, his own benifit was most important finding that there was no one to share it with.
"Sudeki..." Gabriel beckoned standing from his peacful sitting position, "You are the son of Leon Sudeki are you not?"
Gabriel approached a few steps coming out onto the grass, his gaze never faultered from the boy but he could hear the immediat scuttle of attention from behind him. The overbearing weight of eyes falling upon the pair. Gabriel stopped a foot or so away from Spike.
"I challenge you to a fight, can you live up to your father?" IT was a duel edged sword.vThe kid could fight and prove himself, even not winning he'd shown he could stand against a dragon which was far from horrible. If he ran however he could be subjugated to beatings throughout the year. Gabriel himself was more interested in the teachings of the Sudeki Lineage, was there some sort of key to it all?
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Post by Krane Asiv on Sept 1, 2009 11:36:41 GMT -8
"Sudeki..."
~Say what?~
Spike turned to see the one who said his last name, walking forward getting closer. Spike was unsure of this situation, it wasnt something he was used to, even in elementary no one did this sort of thing. He knew his dad was a famous fighter underground and above, but this was odd enough.
"You are the son of Leon Sudeki are you not?"
~Oh jeeze, that old fucker has a name here! Fine.~
Then the challange to a fight came, a slight grin, almost an exact copy to the one Leon had right before getting into the fight with Gabe. though unlike Leon Spike never under estimated his enemies. Esspecially the kind of stories his dad would tell him about fighters here and their abilities known as Qi.
"Then make your move."
He already knew talking this person down was a dumb idea. His father had told him if challanged to a fight in 259 the easiest way out of it was to accept and just go with it. They usually only wanted to get stronger at this school, not hurt people for no reason.
Spike had raised his arms up, and got his legs nice and stretched out. He hadn't made a formal stance yet. He'd kick it free style stance while still using a fightign style. He just wanted to protect his upper torso.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 1, 2009 11:42:53 GMT -8
The all too familiar smile made his stance weary at the moment of combat, he'd remembered all too well the power of the Lightning Dragon, his spawn if even only a percentage of his strength would be intimidting nonetheless. Gabriel shrugged it off returning a grin of his own. Two sides of him, one regrettig the situation he'd fallen into, whilst the other grew impatient, ready to make an all out amazing fight.
His stance grew wide at first followed by a dee breath giving the impression that Gabriel was controlled. In essence he was or at the very least working to control it but once more he was an offensive fighter trained to cause brutal amounts of damage without a second thought.
His palm extended outward as did his stance and in a short moment he fired forward aiming his left palm to smack the by dead center in the face. His retreat plan would follow second backing up and preparing a counter right handed uppercut soon as the boy was to follow.
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Post by Krane Asiv on Sept 1, 2009 11:56:38 GMT -8
Spike watched as much as he could. His father always said a fighter without information is as good as a blind man with bad hearing. So seeing the open palm in the guys stance Spike began to make his beginning deductions like his father taught him.
~Is that for show? is he a palm strike fighter? Would it change? Is that for warm up? Maybe blunt force trauma.~
But as Spike thought Gabe moved. Striking quickly, Spike had the position to intercept the palm with both hands, gripping at the fore arm and wrist, stiffening his arms to push his upper body away as the strike came in. Spikes eyes wide with discomfurt. This guy had more than enough strength and speed to end this fight quickly if he isn't careful.
He'd let go of the arm and as his father taught him he'd move as immediately as he could to throw a right palm strike into Gabe's left side as he would be moving to dodge around Gabe to stay away from directly in front. He wasn't sure where Gabe's 'Killzone' was. It was a place he had learned from his dad. A focus point for attacks.
But even then he felt the warmth of blood coming from his nose. But the strike didn't hit, did it?
~Man... Getting myself into this shit...~
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 1, 2009 16:07:44 GMT -8
Gabriel shifted backward quickly aiming to get out of range of the kid but it seemed as if the young Sudeki had taken some things to heart as he came within range of Gabriel. A swift bolt of his left hand would shoot up grasping the wrist of that hand in a tight bolt. A victorious sneer appeared on his face. Then it was gone. Gabriel shifted his leg to kick the boy in the gut full strength while he still had a hold of the arm. Then another, and another in swift progression before letting him go.
He would stand there unmoving after the fact taking the boy's position into notice. It was Like Gabriel when he was younger, unafraid of getting into such situations merely living up to a past. Gabriel cocked a brow amused, So was beating the son of a Dragon offensable? or was it justified. It didn't matter, in Gabriel's mind all there was now was strength and the pursuit of that strength.
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Post by Krane Asiv on Sept 5, 2009 5:15:50 GMT -8
~Shit!~
Spike felt the grab as he looked to the hips first, he didn't care what the kid looked like he was watching for an attack to capitalize on the positon. And there it came, a kick, Spike would use his left arm and throw it in the way of as many of the kicks as he could. The damage was immense, he was sure his arm was numb from pain. Probably broken or dislocated in points he wasn't sure yet, so much pain at one time.
Once he was let go Spike would back peddle quickly his feet over grass.
"Fine."
Clenching his fist and eyes, he'd bite the end of the bandage on his right arm and yank it off his hand, the bandage unraveling on its own. Thrusting his right hand into the dirt, he opened his eyes, a dark red coloration now, much different from that of his previous brown eyes. His left arm felt better now, almost healed. But the damage that had been done was more than what he could heal.
Spike would then rush in much faster than before, dropping down placing his right hand to the ground and swinging his left leg out for a sweep aimed for Gabe's knee. Once it reached the 12 o'clock of his opponent, he'd pull it back push off with his right hand and leg into the air in a quick spin throwing around his right leg in the air for an axe kick to catch Gabe on the top of the head.
Strength: 15
Dexterity: 15
Constitution: 15
Intelligence: 20
Wisdom: 20
Charisma: 20
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 5, 2009 9:33:15 GMT -8
Gabriel didn't shift as the younger man evaded moving to stike his arm into the ground. It appeared odd but once more Gabriel didn't jump to judging upon that. Perhaps it had to do with Qi, what a silly Qi to need grass. Gabriel began marching towards him slowly as Spike proved to assault. His bod shifted and dropped to perform a swift kick aimed at the knees. Gabriel watched confident to counter. The kick hit his knees, all the while for the drop Gabriel was ready to counter using his left arm to grasp the ground a moment before the strike.
Then he saw it, the other foot was coming around to hit him. Shit he hadn't calculated such a quick recovery and assault. Gabriel flexed his left arm and pressed off only able to suffer damage to his forearm but hitting the ground on the other side was another vice.
Gabriel rolled to his feet feeling a bit ashamed for not having seen that coming, he'd understimated the boy after that last strike, now he was curious. He made move in three elongated jogs towards Spike. With a shift of his shoulder he fired two downward strikes at his chin followed by an attempt at kneeing him in the gut should he not retreat.
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Post by Krane Asiv on Sept 8, 2009 8:45:00 GMT -8
Spike stood ready, turned sideways, both arms raised one raised on the side he had towards Gabe, the other behind him. His knees bent he was completely loose no muscles tense at all. As the bandage would of fell off further down the arm one would notice the dragon on his hand, moving... Thats right what would seem like a tattoo of a Dragon would be moving.
As the man moved in with great speed Spike fell back quickly, raising his right leg and pulling it close in he would push off the ground with his arms aiming to slam a full extension of arms, body and right leg into the guy's gut.
retracting a hand and putting it to the ground closer to him would allow himt o use his strength to pull the right leg back and swing the heel of the left foot upwards towards Gabe's chin.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 8, 2009 11:33:26 GMT -8
Gabriel raised an arm and blocked the first strike, his body weight still pulling forward swiftly without loosing any speed. The boy bent his body pulling himself up into a kick to the jaw. Gabriel took it unwilling and dropped his body weight atop the young boy sealing his fate. A right fist would aim for his jaw once more with distance as no factor it would be more than likely an acurate strike. Again he'd fire a left hook while his feet worked to pin the young Sudeki beneath his weight. Pummeling him would be the next objective.
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Post by Krane Asiv on Sept 13, 2009 0:57:16 GMT -8
((OoC: Whats this Military level two combatives? lmao sorry this is what I was taught and I finally have a chance to use it in RP))
Spike saw Gabe falling and Spike moved his legs out to wrap around Gabe torso hooking on the other side of him as he fell onto, using as much of his strength as possible to keep his face out of range for attack. Since thats where Gabe seemed to be wanting to go. Spike already knew at this point he wasnt going to win, but he could still put up a fight. By using the muscles in his entire torso and back to straighten out his face would get out of reach should he push Gabe back or himself, and should Gabe attack his torso Spike would pull in and hold his arms up to block. Should the guy leave an oppening as he was taught by his dad.
Spike would aim a single shot as he'd pull Gabe in or himself and throw the punch to Gabe's torso.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 13, 2009 20:11:32 GMT -8
Gabriel didn't falter at this point finding himself atop Spike pinning him from escape but it didn't seem the Sudeki nature to escape more so it proved to be sit there and take the blows and fight back with equal or greater strength. Gabriel had read up Sun Tsu, leaving your enemy no room to retreat only leaves them with the option of fighting harder and bloodier delivering heavier losses and more long term damage.
Gabriel proceeded to mirror Spike's actions blocking the face as the two appeared to bow with one another in the tight embrace. If he hadn't been in a fight like this earlier Gabriel most certainly would have dealt with it differently but now he had to crush Spike... Literaly.
Lifting with his legs Gabriel pulled the young man up and then dropped his weight into the ground aiming his elbows into Spike's gut.
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Post by Krane Asiv on Sept 14, 2009 23:54:21 GMT -8
Spike felt himself lifted well this guy was stronger than the average bear. But before he could be dropped Spike let go with his legs and rolled away from being slammed and crushed with elbows. Spike would get back to hsi feet quickly and take one of his fathers fighting stances releasing his adrenaline and endorphines through his system. He needed the boost now. He was running low on energy.
"Your really good."
Spike would say, his fathers smile appearing on his face. Spike was unsure if he was being his usual self, something about extreme combat like this satisfied him in some way, as if he liked it, but he'd never admit to it. He may be his fathers son, but he claimed to be different.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 15, 2009 0:05:37 GMT -8
Gabriel froze up at the amiable actions this kid portarayed. Despite being in a current tustle with him Gabriel kinda liked the fellow, simple and driven. Though certainly had the spirit of his father in a fight. Gabriel nodded lowering his guard for a moment.
"Not too bad yourself, how bout we postpone this to another time, I've seen what I wanted." Gabriel said with amiable smile
His stride would walk out to Spike and offer up his hand to shake to the kid without any cruel intentions despite his deceptive nature. Like others may have thought Gabriel wasn't a scatter brained person, in fact he was very focused always had a plan. The thing that irritated them was the fact that he didn't follow the rules of nature. When people said, 'You need to stay in the lines' Gabriel simply found ways around that rule stretching beyond his means to suit his ambition. Spike was one factor in that, showing him that strength was of some value and that his trainings weren't going to no avail.
"The name's Gabriel Seran, I'm a friend of your father's." Gabriel said with a welcoming smile.
He wasn't quite sure if he could call himself a friend of Leon Sudeki but considering Gabriel's status amongst this school there were very few people he could refer to as friend it merely felt good knowing he had one.
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