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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Sept 7, 2009 18:47:34 GMT -8
Victor sat in the music room, alone, the slightly humid musty air accompaning his every breath as he sat at a piano bench situated in front of an upright piano. next to him lay his guitar. he had been practicing a few things just for kicks lately, and one of them was currently on his mind quite a lot.
he realized he hadn't had a significant girl figure in his life for a long time... of course he'd never really been the dating type, but it seemed strange to him that he never seemed to have a girlfriend.
not that this mattered... it really didn't, but Victor would have at least liked to have a girl that was a friend, who he hadn't slept with... prefferably who could play piano and accompany him on this song...
he picked up his guitar, a dull but beautiful orange ovation, dimly lit by the rooms lights and he began fingerpicking.
it was a simple song, but he quite liked it...
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Sept 8, 2009 12:01:35 GMT -8
Sara wandered down the hall. It was her first day back, and she was on a mission. Not that she would admit it, but it was the only reason she was here. She had thrown out her timetable, she never intended to go to class. She was avoiding people at all costs for her own sanity and their health. She tried to tell herself all she was doing was wandering, and it was working just fine for her.
Turning down another hall, she paused, hearing the sound of music coming from one of the rooms. Debating for a moment, she decided to go check it out. She was looking for someone after all, and there would be no harm in checking out the sounds.
She followed them to a door and stepped inside, glancing around. Her eyes fell to the boy sitting in the chair. He looked familiar, but he could have been any one of the people she had beaten up on, or been beaten by in the past how many years? Her head tilted as she studied him. He was pretty good, and the music was calming her instead of angering her, so there was no harm in listening for a little longer. She would stay either till he was done, or he acknowledged her.
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Sept 8, 2009 15:32:55 GMT -8
Victor looked over, noticing the door open, but didn't stop playing, he was between verses so he shot a friendly smile at the girl who poked her head in, he always had loved having an audience. he had no idea that was the girl he had met so long ago who walloped him in the gymnasium of PHS 42, and the simple fact was, even if he did recognize her he wouldn't care, he'd made friends with lots of people who had fought him in the past. maybe she liked music... of course if she didn't he doubted she would be standing there still. he motioned with his hand for her to join him then continued with his playing it was a fairly well known song. he wondered if she knew it |
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Sept 14, 2009 11:55:17 GMT -8
[OOC - Sorry for taking so long ><" But I'm good now! =_= Lets do this... Is this purely social? =D?!]
And acknowledgment she got. She nodded in return to his smile, looking around the large room some more. She had never been one for playing instruments, although she loved music, and envied those who could play. She knew it took skill. Skill she didn't seem to have, and that suited her just fine.
When he motioned for her to join him she paused for only a second before entering the room and sitting down at the other end of the piano bench.
A shy person by nature when it came to simple social interaction, she didn't really even look at him as he played, just relaxed as she listened. When he finished the song, she would smile, sending a quick glance his way. "That was really good... I'm Sara."
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Sept 14, 2009 13:34:21 GMT -8
(ooc: Whatever you want it to be, from the look of things its going in a purely social direction, and I'm alright with that, this would be my first purely social thread on the board XD)
Victor smiled, "Thanks, I'm victor it's nice to meet you" he said, raising a hand out to shake. she looked familiar now close up, but Victor had met a lot of people in his lifetime...
there was a certain stillness that Victor enjoyed in the music room, a certain energy though that told of endless musical possibilities, Victor smiled a little wider, his eyes glowing. "do you play at all?" Victor asked, his hands playing a little chord progression, C major, G major, A minor, F major...
he'd smile again, the music room at this school didn't often get visitors like it did at PHS 42, so he was quite excited to see another in the music room with him. he was reminded for a moment of the band that he had been apart of at 42... though it never did anything, which was a real shame, so much potential... oh well! he laughed in his mind...
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Sept 14, 2009 14:20:27 GMT -8
Sara looked at the hand he held out and then slowly reached out to shake it. There was something about him that seemed really familiar, but she couldn't quite place it. It was weird to meet anyone in this school who didn't attack right off the bat and in the back of her mind she was wondering when it was going to start. There was no way there was someone sane in this school. It was obvious she didn't put much stake in this school. When she had first started here, before going to 42, in her first week she had had her ankle broken, been knocked out so many times it wasn't funny, drugged, beaten... "Do you play at all?"His question pulled her from her thoughts. "Huh? Um no... I never quite got reading sheet music and can't quite tell the difference between flats and... whatever else there is..." She let her sentence trail off, laughing softly. "I make a better fighter then musician." Which was true. [OOC - I have opened the room for a friendly spar if you're so inclined ;D I've never done social... a real social..  " you're choice though, im game for either] |
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Sept 14, 2009 14:32:26 GMT -8
Victor shrugged, nodding knowingly "No kidding, there are so many fights at this school you really do have to get to know your way around being able to defend yourself" Victor replied wistfully, thinking over his last year of being in the public high school system.
Victor smiled and decided to two questions, one to be asked if the other was answered correctly
"Do you ever get tired of all the fighting?" victor would ask, his eyes glowing...
if she responded yes, he would simply continue to play piano...
if she responded no he would smile, big and wide saying "Me either, wanna show me what you can do?" with a friendly glint to his eyes and a deep rich chuckle that would fill the room.
(OCC:I'm super indecisive about fights XD I leave this up to you)
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Sept 14, 2009 15:17:30 GMT -8
[OOC - oh yes, ask the one who has a mental disorder preventing her from making decisions ;D LOL, using my ingenuity and my deductive reasoning, i choose the answer that fights are fun and worth EXP, so we will fight D<]
"Do you ever get tired of all the fighting?"
Sara paused for a moment, thinking of how to word her answer. Did she get tired of it? Sometimes. But tired enough that she would leave?
"If I did... I wouldn't still be here. So no, I guess don't get tired of it." She sent him a challenging smile, quite pleased with her answer.
"Me either, wanna show me what you can do?"
The sound of his chuckle, deep and rich, had her anticipation growing. Her first day back and she was asking for a fight. Nice. Adrenaline rushed through her body at the mere prospect of a fight.
"As long as it's all in good fun... I don't need you being all sad when I beat you." She stood up, smiling wickedly at him. "Let's say we take this outside? No reason to put all this expensive equipment at risk."
If he wanted to fight inside, no problem. She would stay right where she was, the same smile on her face. If he agreed, she would lead them out the door and down the hallway to the nearest exit and out into the nearly empty field of the school. Gotta love the public high schools. They always seemed to be empty when you needed them to be.
Inside or outside, she would look at him, completely sure of herself, cockiness pouring out of her. "I'll even give you the chance to attack first." She held out her hands, daring him to fight her.
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Sept 14, 2009 15:26:18 GMT -8
"all in good fun... of course, let's go outside" Victor said with just as much of a smile as her...
Victor allowed her to lead the way to the back field, good memories of football practices, hitting on cheerleaders, crazy drunken dares... he certainly did like this field quite a lot...
He noted how cocky she instantly became, Victor shrugged it off with a little smile, he had never responded to people when they acted better than him, he always figured he'd prove it himself, let them enjoy their little moment.
she said he could have the first attack
"Aww... next time you'll have to get me flowers too, then we'll call it a date" Victor replied with a little laugh, having the feeling he'd used that one before... he had no formal stance, so he didn't bother with that, instead he simply ran forward his hands curled in fists, he feinted at a punch toward her face, but swinging his arm very fast and also a half a foot too far away, using the momentum from his swing to spin around into a round house kick at her gut while she would hopefully still be guarding the 'punch' that was coming at her.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Sept 21, 2009 12:43:52 GMT -8
"Aww... next time you'll have to get me flowers too, then we'll call it a date"
Sara laughed, enjoying his humor. It had been far to long since she had been in a friendly fight, and this was a nice change of pace. It relaxed her, and her muscles untensed as he started.
He came forward, drawing back his fist as though going to punch her. She assumed this was what was going to happen, and decided the best course of action was to cut him off before he got any further. Her one foot slid forward, and as he threw the feign, she pivoted on that foot, turning her upper body to dodge the punch, and slamming her knee up at his abdomen. His own momentum would carry him right into her knee, and stop him from turning to complete the rest of his attack.
Her hands would automatically grab onto his shirt back, and as she pulled her knee back, she would push downwards on him, attempting to cause him to drop onto his stomach in front of her. Then she would back away. This wasn't a serious fight and for that reason, there was no point not to let him get back to his feet.
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Sept 21, 2009 13:22:35 GMT -8
Victor ran into the knee, he coughed the wind being knocked out of him and smiled as he felt her hands grab the back of his shirt, throwing him onto the floor fairly easily. she let him get back up, and he did, nodding to her to acknowledge she could have easily gone on to whip him a good one. she was stronger and faster than he had originally anticipated and he wouldn't forget that.
Brushing himself off Victor took a shuddering breath when he finally could again, he hated having the wind knocked out of him. he also quite enjoyed fighting for fun again, it had been quite awhile since he had last had the chance to fight like this... in fact, it must have been since he was back at 42, fighting Natasha, the dark skinned italian girl... that was a good time, Victor never really fought girls that often, and he always held back a little when he did, but he tried not to, he certainly wasn't sexist, he knew what girls could be capable of...
Victor tried again, this time falling back into a brawler style, bouncing lightly on his feet his left hand hung out in front of him, his right drawn back into a fist.
he bounced forward, reaching with his left hand to grab at sara's wrists and push them away where he would then drive his right fist into her gut
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Sept 28, 2009 0:18:16 GMT -8
As he got back to his feet, she paced, stretching the muscles in her legs as she cracked her knuckles, nodding to him in return. She had to admit, there was definite potential there. Not to much longer in this school and he was going to be a lot stronger.
When he finally took his stance, she followed suit, taking up a similar position, left foot leading, her fists held loosely in front of her, left hand leading. She let him come to her, not moving until his left hand reached for her hands. She pack peddled a small step, her arms going out to her sides to avoid his grab. This meant she took the shot to the gut.
But it left her hands free and unobstructed. As his fist connected, her arms would be pulled in, her two hands aiming to grab onto the sides of his head and pull him into a headbutt.
If all went to plan, she would let go, stepping away from him for a quick breather, her left arm hugging her abdomen where he had hit her, chuckling softly. She would give him a chance to come back to his senses. His attacks were pretty good, but she was interested in his ability to counter, meaning she would have to attack him soon.
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Sept 28, 2009 13:15:54 GMT -8
Victor felt the punch land, then her hands on his face, he had a feeling he knew what was coming, fighting gabriel had led to SO MANY headbutts.
Victor launched his own head forward as she did hers so their heads would simply collide in an awesome earsplitting crack as two hardheaded people knocked head
Victor backpeddled as she let go, a little stunned, he was begining to figure out she was stonger than he was, not by a HUGE margin, but a fair deal. Victor smiled, spitting out some blood, he re-orianted himself as she let him, and then drew back into his brawler stance again, he was going to wait for her to attack this time
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Sept 28, 2009 17:11:20 GMT -8
Instead of just taking the headbutt, like he was supposed to, he slammed his head into her as well. This led to more pain on her part, and as she pushed him away, she let out a pained laugh, her hands going to rub the spot they connected at. That had been good. She had to commend him for that. It was a gutsy, but painful move. A smart move. Instead of just giving him a breather to re-orient himself, she took the time to do the same. Giving herself a good shake, she took a deep breath and fell back into a relaxed boxing stance, a big smile on her face, leading with her left. She stepped forward slowly, (assuming he was leading with his left again, if not, i guess just switch the lefts and rights " Sorry) and after closing the distance, her left hand would shoot to grab onto the wrist of his left hand. In a quick movement she would step forward and pivot on her left foot, turning so that she was behind him, her right hand aiming to grab onto his right shoulder. Attempting to kick out the back of his right leg should drop him to either his one knee, or both, and her right hand would slide down his arm while pulling it behind him until she had a hold of his wrist. Finally, planting her foot on his back and pulling gently on the wrists of both his arms she would speak, a hint of joy in her voice. "Tap out. If I pull, it'll dislocate your arms." |
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Sept 29, 2009 20:10:06 GMT -8
Victor watched her come, she was coming... coming... but too slowly Victor saw it coming.
She reached out and grabbed his left forearm, and as she did Victor grabbed her wrist with his own hand, pulled his left arm toward his chest, his Right elbow coming in to pop her one in the face (had to stop holding back sometime), he would then follow up with a quick jab to her gut and finish off by bringing an uppercut to her chin.
as she had let him Victor would give her a moment to recuperate after that attack, bouncing lightly between his feet to keep his momentum moving
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" you're choice though, im game for either]