Bring it~x

[Izzy]

Now Izzy was prone to tempers, and as usual he had not found anyone nearly as fun to be with since that behemoth from earlier. Sex had been bland and boring, no fun. Izzy stretched back, his shoulders extending as he did so. He needed something to liven up his mood and what better way then clobbering someone half to death. He zipped up Vir's jacket, the sleeves gone now thanks to a needle and thread. The hood down exposing his vibrant pink hair, which at this point in time was held off his face by two silver pins on the right. The back was fuzzy and out, with rather female looking sides. Straightened down the jaw line. He had exposed arms with many different bands on each wrist in many different colors, a few rings on. A pair of light blue jeans and black skate shoes. His eyes wandered looking for a suitable target.

Bing! There was one, a large looking fellow with two little followers, Izzy slowly walked towards them, taking off his glasses in a quick movement before racing forward and stopping short. His fist under the guys chin. It would of been to easy to do it then, he wanted fun. The guy fell backwards, eyes wide and his mouth opening and closing like a fish. Izzy continued to stare at him, a wry smile on his face. He wanted a fight but torturing him could be fun. Izzy darted left and shot his right foot out, stopping it short of the guys face as he was on the ground. A high pitched squeal was heard before he scampered up and ran. Izzy's face darkened quickly, his mood had just gotten worse!

"FUCKSTICKS! IS THERE NO ONE HERE WILLING TO FIGHT ME YOU FUCKING WHORES!!"

Yes, Izzy tended to swear alot. His right hand was straining in a fist. Knuckles nice and white. He needed to relieve a lot of tension and frustration. He so did not care who on though.

[Drea]

Drea winced at the sudden cry that destroyed some of the cilia within her ears.

"FUCKSTICKS! IS THERE NO ONE HERE WILLING TO FIGHT ME YOU FUCKING WHORES!!"

And the words were pretty darned vulgar. Still, she mourned the loss of the decibel level-hearing. Bah. She doubted he'd stop until he got a decent fight. But... perhaps she could get him to not fight at all? Perhaps lower his voice or something?

"Excuse me," she said, politely stepping forward, "But could you please lower your voice?"

He might think he recognized her - she was an exact clone of her twin sister, Emily, but for the long length of her braided hair.

[Izzy]

... ... ... What the Fu-!

Thats about the line of thinking that was crossing his mind at that point in time. As this tiny girl came and asked him to stop. He cocked an eye at her, his thin body tensing up as he smiled.

"Heh...you gotta be joking me!...I said I wanted a fight not an appetizer! Ah well~ Lets eat!"

Izzy licked his upper lip at this girl. If she thought he was into her guess again, he liked males not females. He shot forward, his right hand in claw form. His fingers tensed as hard ass the muscles would allow him. His shot his arm out wide swinging in aiming at the girls temple, wanting to send her to the floor quickly with a vicious shot. He made a mistake though. He left his body unguarded as he charged her. Trying to make use of his speed to knock her down quick.

"Dont hate me for this!"

A twisted smile was spread across his face as he spoke before the blow was launched.

[Drea]

"Heh... you gotta be joking me!... I said I wanted a fight not an appetizer! Ah well~ Let's eat!"

Drea mentally corrected him in her mind - It's 'kidding me,' not 'joking'...! And I don't want to fight!

She squeaked as he went on the offensive, attempting to slam his right hand against her head. She went with the first thing that popped into her head, ignoring his disclaimer, and ducked down, crouching so that his swipe would be just over her before launching herself forward, trying to tackle him so he'd fall backwards.

Instead of defeating him, she wanted to get him to calm down - maybe get him to stop fighting. She was, after all, nowhere near proficient in violence.

"Did someone do something?" she asked as she moved. "Are you angry?" Her voice was a mixture of concern and curiosity, but there was an underlying sense of caring as she spoke.

[Izzy]

(ooc- 22 Str)

"Pwa-"

Strange sound yes, but thats what comes out when you get suddenly tackled. He was taken down by a while aimed tackle. But it was what he wanted. As they fell he tucked his legs up. Getting them between him and her. He fell she fell speaking. He didn't listen. Just smiled that twisted smile at her. It was not personal it was something he needed to do, trying to get that guys attention again. He extended his legs, rolling back sending the girl over head in a perfect judo overhead toss. In an instant he rolled to his feet and wheeled on the girl, his hands held in fists.

"What happens to me doesn't concern you!"

He ran forward again his eyes wild, his smile wide. She seemed more resilient than he first thought. His legs pumped hard as he pushed off, sending himself into the air. Rolling in the air dragging his left leg straight, around the whole 360 degrees. He would come down. gravity and strength making his left leg come down, heel first aiming to hit the girl on the shoulder. Lets see her dodge this!

[Drea]

She rolled into a ball to control her short flight and landed on her feet only to see him turn to face her once more, his fists raised.

"What happens to me doesn't concern you!" he told her. Still, that raised some red flags. It meant that something had happened, didn't it?

He ran at her again before launching himself into the air. He would've come straight down on her if she hadn't moved - as opposed to throwing herself out of the way, she used the same move she'd used with Mitsukai while they trained. She turned, using a foot to pivot her out of the way even as she lifted her left leg to add more weight - and speed and power, respectively - to her turn so she could slam that leg into his stomach.

"Please calm down!" she said as evenly as she could.

[Izzy]

His foot came crashing down, hit the ground rather hard. He stood up straight away, since had missed her turning to witness a foot come crashing into his stomach. Again he made that awkward exhaling of air, as he slid back a few feet, his hand holding on to his stomach. His eyes growing hungrier by the second. He gave a few panting breaths before standing straight again. His hands came in to his body before he spoke.

"I take what I said back..."

He pushed forward again, no attacks planned he was simply going to take her to the ground and get on top!

"YOUR NO APPETIZER WOMAN!"

There was glee on his face, his pink hair didn't seem to move as he came in. He could already feel Vir's jacket taking effect. His body was just surging forward, using every ounce of speed he had to get in before a counter was thrown. He would simply wrap her upper body in his arms and carry her to the ground, hopefully winding her in the process.

[Drea]

"I take what I said back..." he said, and Drea briefly wondered if it meant he was done fighting - only for him to continue. "YOU'RE NO APPETIZER WOMAN!"

He launched himself at her again - and she wasn't fast enough to counter. He took hold of her - pinning her arms with his - and attempted to slam her to the ground. She was attentive enough to hold her head forward a bit and controlled enough that she didn't strike it against the ground. She was also fortunate that he'd left his arms around her, meaning that instead of her upper body taking the smack down, his arms did because of the way he'd moved and because he hadn't kept his arms from between her and the ground.

The result? She didn't take anywhere near as much damage as she should've, much less get winded.

Drea reacted instantly, her arms going around his torso even as she brought up a knee to slam against his groin.

"Off, please," she said, as polite as ever. "I don't want my bodyguards to take offense at this." As it was, they hadn't come out - because she'd specifically requested they leave her alone in school. On the other hand, if it got too bad, she knew they'd ignore her orders.

[Izzy]

(Str 26)

A sudden explosion of pain, the lowest of the low blows on a male. A knee to the balls. Fuck, Izzy's eyes rolled into the back of his head for a second, his vision went blurry for a second as he rolled off her, trying to dissipate the blow by rolling with it. But it helped none. He stood up, his legs were weak now, that sucked. His hands hung limp by his side only for looks though. His mouth open wide sucking in air. This was no longer about releasing tension this was now about destroying that bitch.

"Your dead!"

He said this, not in an aggressive manner, but just as if it were as plain as day. His eyes did not move from her face as he ran in again. His right fist cocked. As he came in he did a sudden shudder step step allowing him to balance his punch, he twisted his hips with the straight punch, going straight for her face. If it hit great, but he doubted it would. So depending on which way she dodged, he would send his arm out like a club to hit her with the forearm and send her stumbling away so he could follow up with a more dangerous attack.

[Drea]

"Your dead!"

Drea winced at his words. Obviously, he hadn't been listening to her. Still, she did feel a bit bad for hitting him where it hurt... But she didn't really see the results, so she didn't feel as bad as she could've. When he came at her again, though, she reacted, not particularly wanting to get caught again.

They stood at an angle from each other, and no matter what he did, his punch would also be at an angle instead of straight because of the fact that he'd stopped himself in order to keep his balance. The fact that his other arm remained prepared to attack didn't escape her notice, and she knew better than to expend energy on him. Instead, she let him waste his own energy.

As he ran at her, she bent sharply backwards at the waist so his punch would miss - it would've gone over her face instead. As soon as that was in place, she moved forwards - as he was now behind her - a couple of steps before turning to face him.

"Obviously, this isn't working," she said, a little annoyed. "I guess we'll have to do things the hard way, hm?"

She made a beckoning motion with her hand. She figured it would only be a little bit longer before she took him down. She'd already gathered that his strength and dexterity were better than hers, but she'd also surmised that her intelligence and constitution were better than his. After all, it had only taken one hit to the groin to get him off of her.

Drea smirked. This would be easier than she'd thought. Then she realized that she'd smirked. Perhaps Emily's personality was rubbing off on her?

[Izzy]

The onslaught had only just begun there was no way in hell, he would let up. As she slid back and motioned for him to come he would be on her in an instant. This time he was forsaking the sheer power and going at her with his speed at full. His legs would be rushing him in quickly, his mind was in a rage but that was just him. His fists would be shooting forward, all aimed in the facial region. But at the last second they would fall short. He was trying to make her move back. Catch her off balance. As soon as she would take a step back his right foot would plant down and his left would shoot out in a push kick straight at the stomach. He was gonna kill her. It was simple.

~Fucking Bitch...death...kill...maim...gah~"

His mind set was simple, his eyes showed exactly what he was thinking, he was going to crush her.

[Drea]

She winced as she realized he was going full-speed. There was no way she could keep up with that, so she simply turned out of the way, repeating a move she'd made earlier in their tussle. It got her out of the way, and once more, she pivoted to slam her other leg into his back - which would work if he kept going in his attempt to kick her in the stomach.

She noted how much energy he was using and nodded to herself. She could wear him out - he was expending far more energy than she, and from his pallor, he was more exhausted than she.

"Really?" she asked, an eyebrow raised as her own competitiveness appeared. "Weren't you going to kill me?"

Drea was taunting him, though she knew better. He'd probably try to kill her, but at least she'd be able to take him down more quickly when he lost control of himself. She, after all, had no intention of losing.

[Izzy]

(Str 28)

She stepped again, fucking bitch. Just out of reach. Izzy went for the kick, missed only to feel a blast from behind sending him to the ground. At the last moment Izzy tucked himself up and rolled in to a crouching position absorbing most of the damage. Izzy just stayed in that low position. He had not made her move at all. She was pretty much in that same position as before. Izzy stood up slowly. His mind reeling at how much he wanted to tear her apart. Break every bone and crush every organ. His left eye gave a little twitch. His head rolled back cracking as he did. His arms hung limp by his sides and his knees were slightly bent. No posture just a way to ease the build up in his mind. His legs were planted, but he was on his toes, his leg muscles corded and ready like a sprinter. He would kill her.

His head snapped forward, eyes wide. He had a thin sheen of sweat on his face, his breath was a little forced but he was fine otherwise. He had not taken much damage, except for the nut shot. He still winced at that. His eyes darted left and right to look for anything he could use. There was a wall. A door. A pipe. A kid. Thats about it. Nothing he could use as a weapon. He made a disgusted sound, clicking his tongue. But he smiled none the less. He began to walk towards the girl. He was a good ten feet from her, an area covered quickly. In a few paces he would be on her. A pace away he shot off, his muscles exploding as he shot past at full speed. Only to halt just behind her, in the same motion he had weaved his right arm past her right side, as he came to a halt, his right elbow would be thrown back at full speed to collect her in the back of the head. Vital shots, now. Cheap blows. Izzy would win.

[Drea]

The second the arms moved away - she'd recognized the feint from the uncontrolled movement of his legs; they were tensed far too much for it to be an actual attack because legs weren't necessarily used in upper body attacks - Drea dropped to the ground in a controlled fall before rolling forward.

As she did so, she grimly realized that he wasn't fighting just to be fighting anymore. The whistle of wind that passed by her ear more than informed her of the massive amount of strength that he'd placed into the simple false punches - and the speed he was moving at.

"I'm sorry?" she sputtered, cartwheeling away from him.

[Izzy]

Izzy was far from done, and far from being pleased. As she cartwheeled away, he used the momentum created from his elbow shot to spin and shoot off after her. He was far quicker, and used it to his full potential. He would catch up in an instant and she would still be finishing her cart wheel. Izzy smiled as he aimed a strong punch to her stomach, this depending on which position she was in when hit would send her to the ground or keep her standing. He was smiling wide now, his pupils tiny as he focused on her alone. This little fly was driving him mad.

~ DEAD! KILL! CRUSH!! ~

His inner thoughts were exploding in his head, his heart was pumping fast as he would follow the punch with a strong kick to the midriff. Either whilst she was standing or on the ground. He cared not, he was aiming to destroy her now. Stupid females, they knew nothing. Why get involved.