Fresh Desire

[ian]

Walking down the hall in his blue trench coat a blue eye brown hair student could be seen walking down the hall with a piece of paper in his hand. It was obvious that he was a new transfer students to the school on the account that the school year had been going on for a few month and this student was trying to find his way to his classes. Most students would have already known where their classes are and how to get to them. Only someone who is new to the school would be having trouble finding where his classes are.

Period 1 Honors English
Now where in the world is my first period class? I am glad I came in early so I can be able to go to my class on time.

Looking up at the wall for some kind of clue to where his class is the new student’s ear picked up the sound of a fight going on. Judging by how loud everything was the student knew that the fight was taking place close to wear he was at, and with every step he took the student knew that he was getting closer and closer to the fight. He knew h should not go because he knew that by some kind of stupid luck he would get involve and that would mean he would get in trouble. Yet knowing that the new student found himself compels to see what was going on. Feelings of worthlessness overcame him as he came closer, and the urge to prove that feeling wrong was to great to ignore.

Turning the corner of the hall the new student stared down and sow what he knew was there. Yet it was not completely what he had envision. Instead of seeing complete chaos with everyone beating the crap out of each other it was more of a match between to two people fighting one on one. Everyone there had formed a sort of barrier around the two fighting cheering them on and giving them room to fight. It was almost like a sport to fight in a situation like this.

It was so barbaric and savage that the only thing the people cared about in the area was seeing a good fight with lots of blood. Standing there watching the fight in the back of the crowd an urge came over the transfer not to watch, but to fight. To be the center of attention proving one self to the faceless masses gather. No one, but the two fighting existed at the moment and the crowded around them was noting but music to their ears as they continue to fight.

Yet despite this urge to prove himself the transfer stood there in silence unsure what to do and just watching the fight as one of the mindless beast that cheered it on.

[chihiro]

((ooc: new student *nosebleed* I think I'm starting to get a complex...xD))

Chihiro had been walking down the hallway when all of a sudden the flow of students seemed to halt. Balancing on her tiptoes, she looked through the heads in the crowd where she saw, just as she suspected, a fight taking place. Hallway fights were pretty common at 259, she'd been in one herself with the boy who was now her gangleader. She even had a token of the event, made in plaster of paris on her arm.

Making her way through the crowd, Chi spotted a tall boy not too far away from her, who seemed mesmerised by the fight, moreso than the other students. Making her way toward him, she was already getting that mischievous glint in her eyes, though the expression changed to a mellow grin as she reached him.

"Enjoying the show?"

[ian]

Staring at the fight going on the new student’s right hand clutched into a fist as time went on and more and more people seemed to be gathering. It was amazing at how a fight could break out at the school and instead of everything going to chaos people would gather to cheer and watch as if a sports game was going on. Not only that, but it could be heard throughout the crowded that people had place bets on the fighters. It was something that the new student had never experience before in his life. At his previous school he actually had to get moved out because he got in way to many fights where his life was in danger.

As he stared off calculation everything that went on and trying to make sense of what was going on the transfer heard what sounded like an amused female voice talking to him. From the judge of her one it was clear that she was use to seeing these kinds of fights happening everyday, and even more that his bewilderment was a clear indication that he stuck out like a sore thumb in this crowd. Was she making games with him? Why would she approach a new student? What should be done? What will happen?

“Show? How can something like this be seen as just a show? Judging by these people it is not even a sport, but a way of living.”

[chihiro]

“Show? How can something like this be seen as just a show? Judging by these people it is not even a sport, but a way of living.”

The dark haired girl smirked at him, how right he was. Right, and naive.

"Of course it's a way of living, it's what we do here. Learn, and fight. But trust me, when you aren't the ones in there.."

She said, gesturing with her left arm at the empty circle of space in front of the crowd where the fight was taking place.

"It's pretty much just show."

She adjusted the books resting in her right arm, her cast still bothering her a bit, not so much as in pain, but in inconvenience. Chocolate eyes narrowed and the girl cringed as the first fighter sent the other into the wall, small bits of plaster breaking off and scattering to the tiled floor.

"Ooo, ouch."

[ian]

“Guess from here it is only a show and nothing more.”

Loosening his right fist the transfer tighten his hand again allowing it to crack once again. As he did that the student just stared off as the fight continue. As he stared off he picture himself in the fight getting thrown against the wall, and getting back up o continue the fight. Of course it was only a dream because facts of his state still remained the same. He was weak thoroughly. Every aspect of his being was weak and he knew it despite what he puts forward.

“To be in the show must be a great adrenaline rush. To fight with all your being against another like you instead of…”

Trailing off in his sentence the transfer students remember how the fights at his last school were with five people ganging up and pounding a single defenseless student. Where the only help that would come would be more students coming in just to continue the beating until they got tired which took awhile or for the bell to ring.

[chihiro]

"But you see, them them it isn't a show, so you can't really be 'in the show.' It's not that kind of entertainment. Fighting is like...a dance of power almost. Strength against strength to find superiority."

She said, chocolate eyes watching the scene in front of them. Now the boy who'd just been thrown into the wall had the other in a headlock. They spun a circle as the first boy tried to get free before finally prying the guys arm from around his neck and twisting it behind his back. They were really getting into this fight, she could bet more than one student was going to be late to their next class just to find out who'd win..

[ian]

With a grunt the transfer student placed his hands in the pocket of his trench coat. He had seen enough of the fight already and did not care for who won or lose. It was not his business and he had better things to do like getting to class or wondering around. At any rate this was getting boring so the transfer decided it was best to leave. Turning around away from the crowd the transfer began to walk away. In a brief apathetic voice the transfer simply stated as he walked away,

“This is getting boring I have better things to do with my time.”

(ooc: so short....)

[chihiro]

Chi looked up as the new kid began walking away. She laughed slightly as he grumbled that he had better things to do with his time.

"A minute ago you looked as if you were going to join in the brawl.."

She laughed, a slight sarcasm to her voice. This new kid was definetely an oddone, but then again she'd been batting a thousand with these new kids. That's what made them so fun, the fact that they didn't really know much of anything upon walking through those front doors. It also made them very good targets.

[jyouyinkyteku]

A short freshman, just a new transfer, went dashing about a corner sliding across the floor side-ways.
His brow furrowed slightly in disappointment at the sight of the fight being over.

" Aww! C'mon! It's already done..?
Bah, I don't hear this things fast enough. "

He stood up straight, reaching his full height of-!...
5'7".
He spotted two people talking, they looked different.

People who look different are usually strong right?

He walked toward them casually, still contemplating on what he should do, when he soon decided that the best choice would be the impulsive one.

" Either of you wanna make a new scene? "

He grinned happily; it was a threat or anything, but, more of a friendly offer.

[chihiro]

Chi blinked as another student entered the little scene. He seemed to be a bit of a loud mouth, offering to just up and fight either her or the new kid. Was he serious? Shifting her books to her left arm, she held her right arm out to the new kid, showing him the plaster of paris cast.

"Sorry.."

She said, shrugging, not really disappointed. Sure fights happened a lot at 259, but they had more substance to them than the boy seemed to be leading on.

[ian]

Hearing the sound of a different entering the scene arrogantly calling out one of the two out to a fight. Why would a student do that just out of nowhere or no apparent reason? Did people here just fight for the cause of fighting even if they have never before met? It was an obvious question with an obvious answer. The challenge was made out of nowhere and the only polite thing would be to give a swift and hasty reply. Now how should it be phrase? The reply would have to be quick and to the point without a moment hesitation.

In a matter of seconds the student had made up his mind on what the proper reply should consist of. This was his first day and to just walk away from a blunt challenge was out of the question. So turning around to face the new student challenging him the student grinned as he started his approach.

“Ok, lets start this little dance shall we?”

Stepping forward with his left foot Ian bolted forward to the student that was about 10 feet away with his right hand in a fist. His left hand was in a light fist and started over his chest and as he moved forward his left hand went back as his right in a tight fist shot forward towards the student’s chest.
ooc: i'm a little new to the fighting

[jyouyinkyteku]

As the other student made his hasty approach, the shorter student's stance seemed to falter.
He crouched down some, though he wavered, as though he may tip over as he did so. When the fist came toward him, his right foot abruptly slid to the right side, while his body would move to his now left, so the punch would go over his right shoulder.
So, now facing away from the other student, with the punch hopefully sailing over his shoulder, his hands would shoot upward and latch onto the other student's fore-arm; he would immediately ram his butt against the right side of the other student's hip and pull forward with both arms and release him, most likely sending him flying over his shoulder about 15 feet away.

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[ian]

AS the new student preformed his strange stunt to move out of the way for the punch the transfer notice that his opponent went to grab for his forearm as well as looking to make it into a poor counter. As Ian’s right hand went over the other students shoulder Ian quickly moved it away from the student. At the same time he was doing that Ian simultaneously picked up his right foot and dug it into the back of his opponent. Using his opponent back as a base Ian quickly jumped right over his opponent’s head and landed on the other side with his left foot, hand, and right knee on the ground Ian shot forward to regain his footing and started to race off through the confused crowd.

Looking back Ian waved to the other people with a smile and his middle finger out towards them. In a cocky voice Ian yelled back, “Sorry, but class is about to start and I don’t feel like fighting now.”

Ooc: eh so I ran away count it however you want.
Now the play by play thing
Ian moved his right hand away from the shoulder before you grabbed it
At the same time Ian used his right foot and stepped on your back, since judging by your post you where facing the other way
Using it as a stepping stool Ian jumped over your character and made his way down the hall to his class he was heading to before.
It may seem out of character, but remember Ian has the desires devolving, but is still not ready to actually get in a fight so he is just going to be an @$$ and run away.

[jyouyinkyteku]

Although it could've been avoided pretty easily, he allowed the other student to jump off, and over him.
Jyou frowned at the fleeing student as he stood up straight and dusted himself off.

" Hey! That's not cool!
...
Bah... "

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