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Post by Krane Asiv on Oct 28, 2009 6:55:01 GMT -8
Spike was sitting in the small area of tables near the parking lot for the seniors to chill and eat. He sent some random guy to get David Blaze. It didn't matter to Spike how or anything of that sort, all he cared about was if he showed up.
Spike was beginning to wonder how this meeting would go down. He didn't know this guy. He could show up and attempt to fight him, or he could talk, he was unsure of which, but Spike would say what he needed to get off his chest the first moment he could.
And if he excepted he was sure there may be other reasons, but first he had to show up no?
Spike remained silent in his dark purple tank top, black cargo pants, and supressive bandages wrapped about his right arm. Japanese talisman hanging from a bracelette that read "Forbidden".
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Post by David B. on Oct 28, 2009 7:34:46 GMT -8
"Yeah?"
David stood in front of Spike suddenly, as though just appearing there from nowhere. His hands were in his pockets, and his eyes were downcast, covered by the long hair he had been refusing to cut or do anything with after showering. His days had been a weak monogamy- one some may say was caused by his killing of Gabriel Seran. True, Gabriel's death was a catalyst for his current situation, but in all reality it was his own doing, for years and years of constant battle and constant, pointless fights. He was tired- tired of trying to uphold the system, tired of always neglecting his more feral instincts, his darker side that only truly appeared in tournament combat.
Now, some kid came and interrupted his sleep under the tree out back the school with a message from a Sudeki. It was the only reason he moved with all his current ability to arrive here. If it was Leon, he would love to fight him again, to feel the Sudeki's fists, and to make him taste his own.
But it was only his son, and this brought a dead hollow in his chest. His son was probably strong, but he was young and inexperienced, and a fight between them would only end badly for the smaller male. So he waited for the reason of this boys summoning, his eyes never leaving Spikes face.
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Post by Krane Asiv on Oct 28, 2009 8:03:53 GMT -8
Spike would jump up from his seat and backpeddle two steps taking a fighting stance similer to Leon's, but Daid was neutral in his position, he just spooked the boy. Spike would note this and stand up straight. His black hair was combed back, as long as it was though it defiantly wanted to stick up. Though it looked like the battle was still on when it came to his hair. Spike was trembling slightly at what he had just seen.
~Can he teleport?.... No... That was pure speed...~
Spike faught off a smile, the old Sudeki smile. He had to focus on why he had asked David to come. Closing his eyes, like it would matter with the kind of speed David showed if he wished to attack, but this was what he came to stay.
"I want to aska favor of you, if you dont mind..."
If David gave him the go ahead or not, Spike would continue, this was important to him.
"I dont want you to fight ym dad anymore... If you have to fight anyone, then fight me, but dont fight my dad."
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Post by David B. on Oct 28, 2009 8:11:18 GMT -8
David said nothing in response as he thought on the words.
"Why."
It wasn't asked with the inflection of a question, but like it was a statement. there were no garauntees in the world, and Leon being the Strongest fighter David had ever gone up against made Leon David's ultimate target and opponent. He saw no reason to give that up for someone who couldn't match up against him. Leon Sudeki. David laughed in his head. Lightning Dragon. He was fun to fight. He really was. Talking about it only made him want to fight more, though he stuffed it down for this kid.
He had to give the boy credit. He had guts- standing up to him and stating that he would take over the fights. He had to give him credit he really did. David thought a moment as he waited for the boy to speak, then figured he would make Spike think a little longer on his offer by releasing his aura, and all around Spike it would feel as though a great weight were slamming down on his shoulders, like a pressure that David was emmiting. His body would seem to scream- energy rivaling his fathers.
'Fight me? I am the sun, and you are a candle.'
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Post by Krane Asiv on Oct 29, 2009 3:03:50 GMT -8
Spike didn't want to answer the why question it always came up in these situations didn't it? He had probably two options now, tell David why, or remain silent about his reasons.
Before Spike could come up with what to say it would seem David was giving him hints at why he faught Leon, it was an assumption fron Spike that this guy could fight on the same level as his dad, but he hadn't expected for him to release so much pressure at that moment. Spike was pushed downward, his knees wanting to give in, but he wouldn't, not to him. Spike was still a Sudeki, his pride and his families way of life.
~I bow to no man.~
Spike would remain standing. Using every effort he could muster This pressure seemed to want to crush him as it where. Spike didn't care, this guy was only causing one thing... A challange. To a Sudeki the only thing that mattered was the hard challanges ahead of them. Spike was finding it hard to focus on things other than finding an opening on this guy to attack.
"My reasons are my own."
If Spike where to answer what the problem was, he didn't know if this guy would even care.
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Post by David B. on Oct 29, 2009 12:21:33 GMT -8
David watched the boy struggle, his knees bending only slightly as he supported the weight.
David tilted his head back only slightly, then turned off the pressure completely.
"I like you kid- you got some nuts. I guess i shouldn't expect anything less of a Sudeki."
He thought i over. The boy was obviously out for his dad, but what the VC wondered waswhy. Did the battle with Leon do more damage to the Dragon then he thought? Possibly. Not that he cared- damage, pain, blood- it was all a part of the fun. Just side effects of battle. Even Spike had to realize this. David shrugged, bringing his head back down to look Spike in the eye once again.
"No."
His word was short and simple.
"Your dad is my only challenge here on Campus, and if your not going to give me a reason because its personal, thats fine but it leaves me with absolutely no motivation to do as you ask, and therefore, i'll fight your father whenever i damn well please."
He would turn and beign to walk away.
"You have a pleasant day Sudeki."
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Post by Krane Asiv on Oct 30, 2009 5:14:33 GMT -8
~Thats it.~
Spike would reach into his pocket and pull out a small white fruit, putting it into his mouth and munching down. Some of the crimson red juice flowing from his mouth as his ears got alittle pointy, his nails grew sharper and thicker, his canines grew longer, and his eyes became cat like in nature.
"... Turn around..."
As a warrior Spike would not attack David from behind, no matter how angry he got at this man. His right hand would raise showing the back of it to David as his left reached up and ripped off the talisman, the bandages unraveling itself hanging fromt hat hand as the form of a black dragon appeared on his right arm, roaring with no sound, swirling around before it would appear to lock on to David.
"... I may not be as strong as you or my dad."
His right arm would erupt in a black flame the energy it caused making his arm shake as the fingers curled slightly and tightened up. Black electric looking energy bouncing around his arm.
"But if you fight my dad, I'll destroy you."
Strength: 67
Dexterity: 20
Constitution: 20
Intelligence: 20
Wisdom: 20
Charisma: 20
FP: 1,670
FP = Fighting Potential, all stats added together with a 0 put at the end.
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Post by David B. on Oct 30, 2009 7:37:36 GMT -8
David stopped, his hair whipping in the wind. He wore no smile, and as he turned to face Spike his eyes would appear black and empty, his hair covering them easily. He stared blankly at spike, at the energy and the willingness he was putting behind David not fighting Leon. It caused him to wonder, honestly wonder- why was this boy so adament about David not fighting his father? What about Leon made the boy this way? He undid the buttons of his dress shirt, slowly taking it off his back to reveal- nothing. Bare chested, David cracked his neck slightly before looking over the strange nails and teeth. He grinned.
Wonderful....more fun for him.
"I suggest you put those away Sudeki- your words don't scare me, and you can't win."
He had been toying with the boy before, when the pressure slammed down around him (Previous FP: 10,000) But now the boy had excited him, made him hungry for battle. He brought it down full force, his grin coming to his face as the rocks and car windows around them began to vibrate and shake. This boy wanted a fight, he would get it, but he wouldn't like what happened to him during and after- still though, he didn't activate his Qi, he kept it under the the skin, instead using it to show the boy that he was up against a titan, and there would be no savior if he pursued this course.
FP: 18,350
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Post by Krane Asiv on Oct 30, 2009 7:52:28 GMT -8
The pressure came down, the mans words digging at his pride. He was playing with a Sudeki now. He had something to learn about them still it would seem, as the power that hit him now, far stronger than he had first though. Taking a horse stance to withstand its pressure. Spike didn't care right now. He was angry. The only thing David was doing was making Spike want to fight him more.
"You dont scare me... I dont care if I can't win..."
Spike would take that step forward, towards David. It was hard to stay the way he was, but he'd take another step. He couldn't waste this energy. Doing as his father had once shown him he released all of his energy directly infront of him, giving himself some space before launching himself in a diagonal fleight above David, twisting so as to bring his left heel down atop the man's head.
He needed an opening to strike with his arm. It was his only chance.
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Post by David B. on Oct 30, 2009 7:56:49 GMT -8
David grinned broudly.
"Wonderful."
The boy moved, asserting his force to give himself breath. Smart move. David didn't budge, instead looking up as the boot came down, slamming into his face and causing his head to shoot down, tucking his chin toward his neck, blood spraying across the ground from his lip. His hair hung loosely, and he still didn't move.
"I have to admit...that was pretty good."
He looked up, blood dripping from his mouth.
"But your still weak, Sudeki. Try again."
He would wait for the second assault, again leaving everything wide open to his next attack. David wasn't going to fight back until Spike made him- and he had a feeling, a hunch if you will, that it was going to be soon.
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Post by Krane Asiv on Oct 30, 2009 8:10:56 GMT -8
After the initial impact of the foot and Spike would be on his journey back towards the ground, Spike;s right hand would be reached back, the hand in the shape of a claw form since he now had claws. His fist would be in a direct course for David's chest. Those eyes didn't like the fact David had left himself completely open for the attack, but it didn't matter it was an insult to his pride for this man to hold back like he was.
"Fine!"
The flaming hand would slam into the chest of David Blaze, the black fire exploding outward, sending Spike flying away from David, no trace of the bandages left, his skin black in some parts of the hand trailing up the arm from the explosion. Spike would hit the ground and roll backwards up to his feet, then fall to one knee. His arm was completely useless. It was limp, just hanging there, Spike's teeth where bare and clenched together to hold off the pain, his left arm across his chest resting on the front of his right bicep. The purple shirt had gotten part of the blast too, the shoulder part of it blown away. The shirt only hanging from his chest by the left side, and parts of the right side of the shirt now had holes it in surrounded by black burn ash.
His father had made his Qi forbidden for this one reason. It was far more damaging to the user than the one its used on. But it was powerful enough to do even significant damage to alot of people.
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Post by David B. on Oct 30, 2009 8:19:51 GMT -8
David grunted, the blow slamming into him, sliding him back. He leaned forward, his feet peeling up concrete as he moved. He finally slowed and stopped, coughing a small splatter of blood on the ground. He grinned maliciously. The boy hit harder than he let on. Unfortuantely for David, he didn't know the kid couldn't do that again. He laughed aloud maniacally.
"MUCH BETTER! NOW WE CAN FIGHT!"
He shot forward, moving at a blinding speed, throwing a harsh uppercut to Spikes chin. As he would fly upward, David would grab his ankle and pull him back down, slamming his fist into the boys abdomen and sending him into the cement. He would stand and crack his neck afterward, having allowed his Qi to rest peacfully while he dealt with this on his own. The item effects were becoming tiresome to him- it would be soon that he got rid of them entirely, and fought with his own skills.
Just how a fight should be.
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Post by Krane Asiv on Oct 30, 2009 10:36:34 GMT -8
~Shit!~
Spike's eyes would widen as he attempted to do as his father had told him when dealing with faster opponents. Don't try to see with your eyes, try and catch the light the energy from their bodies give off. Move in that instent. But it was too fast, much too fast. Spike couldn't follow the energy. He spotted a shimmer of light from the power this guy was putting off, but it was too late.
The upper cut slammed home into his chin. saliva flying into the back of his teeth along with blood dislodging in his jaw, slicing his chin open, going upward as blades of grass and dirt would follow behind his shoes, a hand wrapping around his ankles, the whole time Spike's eyes remained open, he was drug down into a fist blood and saliva coliding in the air that escaped him as he was slammed to the ground. No air, he would wheeze in, but hsi dad had beat it into him to stay moving no matter what.
Coughing he would roll away and attempt to get to a knee at least. Spike would try to activate his Qi again, no dice as pain rushed through his arm harshly making his let out a quick grunt of pain. He had no choice but to attack again. Rushing in Spike would drop the last second on his left side. Throwing hsi right foot into David's chest simply to do impact damage not even to get him airborn, Spike would push up in a spin and bring that left claw formed hand around to rip through the flesh on David's chest.
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Post by David B. on Oct 30, 2009 10:43:22 GMT -8
David's eyes were wide as well- with anticipation, exultation.
"COME BOY! SHOW ME WHY YOU DESERVE THE NAME OF SUDEKI!"
He took the kick, grunting a little before watching the fellow spin around, his nails slicing into his chest, causing a downpour of blood. He didn't move, instead using that instant of pain to grab hold of Spikes hair and throw a knee into his face before throwing a right fist to his cheek, likely sending his body rolling and smashing into a new mercedes. Pain shot through his chest, but he hardly noticed, nay, he was nigh unaffected. He would, once Spike hit the car, fly through the air and dropkick him through it, literally tearing the thing in half with the young boys body. Rubble a metal would fly skyward, David making his way through the smoke, following the train of broken metal and blood.
Red fluid poured from his wounds, but his laughing never stopped, the blood soaking into his pants before the oozing was finally beginning to slow. David loved it- a worthy exchange of damage between enemies. Battle. Sweat. Pain.
"Come boy, don't tell me its already over...."
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Post by Krane Asiv on Oct 30, 2009 11:03:06 GMT -8
Spike felt the hair grab as he was pulled into a knee, blood spreying from his mouth and nose, the punch connecting as well as he hit the car, glass shattering all about him, but Spike was able to push past that pain as he released the endorphines within his body to roll away from the car, to allow David to drop kick straight through the car himself.
His back wa son fire though, it hurt like hell. He wouldn't be able to recover his right arm in time for a second shot, not like this. This guy was way too strong. Though Spike was excited. This fight against such a horribly powerful opponent... It was exilerating. Spike could hardly breath, as he moved to see where David may have landed, running to a half of the vehicle he would jump up taking a step on the hood, before stepping off and onto a half of the roof, pushing off harder now as he would rotat in the air, using one of his dads attacks as he would come around in a diagonal kick down towards David's neck/shoulder area. atop the collar bone.
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