All the Right Places (Ryu/open)

[Ryu Hayabusa]

Normally Ryu got sarcasm and joking and what not. Whether he found it funny, he normally got it. But when he was teaching someone, he was completely oblivious. Blinking, he didn't notice her take off. When he shook out of the minor daze that was her soul-stealy-silliness, he noticed that she was dropping down.

Her speed was....Well, he'd like to say respectable, but compared to him, it was downright sad. There wasn't really enough room for her to slide between his legs, either. Her legs sort of made it as she slipped down, but then the big man dropped his left knee right on her stomach, keeping himself from putting his full weight on her. "Your speed's not bad." He'd say. "But it's not good enough. You don't dance around someone faster than you. You crush them before they can move."

His hand would drop to the front of her shirt and hoist her up, obviously getting off of her stomach. "Same goes for strength. You don't brawl someone who is stronger than you. You out maneuver them." He'd set up again, and wait for her to attack. Or ask a question or something....

Shit he hadn't taught any one in a while.

[Mischa Badoer]

Mischa of course had been evaded and got the wind knocked from her. She listened to his advice while rubbing her stomach. He just stood there waiting for her. HOW the hell was she supposed to get him?! He was a fast mother fucker!

Thinking, she got ready... how was she supposed to out wit him? She couldn't really outwit people... so she would do all she could think of. Mischa would kick her foot, causing the shoe to fling off, hopefully towards his face. That would only be the distraction... if he tried catching it or even leaning away from the line of target, she would run towards him, grab his forearms and run up the length of his torso... like what she used to do with her daddy when she was a small girl... this time though, if she managed to get this far, she would uppercut his chin with her foot.

Hopefully it would work ><

(OOC: sorry short..epic fail at fight threads)

[Ryu Hayabusa]

Ryu simply stood and waited as she contemplated her next move. Of course, in a fight, you had no time to sit and think. That was why distractions in a fight worked so well if you could pull them off. Ryu's fist flicked in the way of the shoe and it bounced off of his appendage. Decent try, but now she was out a shoe on a slippery floor. She ran surprisingly well as she closed with Ryu again and grabbed his huge forearms.

Her tiny hands, however, wouldn't be able to hold onto his hugely muscular limbs as his arms whipped down to her legs. When someone grabs you, you look at their other hand. If they grab you with both hands, you look at their legs. 'Tis why headbutts usually worked. It wasn't considered a viable means of attack in most fighter's minds, particularly while on the defensive end. Either way, Ryu's hands gripped both of her ankles and lifted her tiny body into the air.

With a small grunting shout, he'd whip around counter clock wise, and literally throw her toward the far wall of the gym. She wouldn't hit it while still in the air, but if she slid after she hit the ground, she just might.

[Mischa Badoer]

Okay... so he can just grab her too and totally toss her. She hit the floor hard and even slid across the sleek ground. With the momentum of the throw, she managed to slide all the way to the wall and smack into it.

There was no frackin' way she could kick his ass!

She took off her other shoe, so her balance wouldn't be taken away. When she fought her balance was always better, but she didn't want to chance it. The distraction though, was a good idea. She needed to do another one, but it needed to be bigger and hopefully even cause some damage. So moments after she took off her shoe, she ran toward him. She was thinking of something on the way, but she couldn't just stand there and think. That would only give him time to conjure up a defense.

Then she found one of those ropes teachers make students climb up. She grabbed hold and ran towards the other wall. She jumped and pushed against to help make some force for when she swung in the air and kicked the back of a rather large man who was exercising. He would push into Ryu. He wasn't as big but still bigger than what most are used to.

Mischa then would let go of the rope run behind him, hopefully being able to get close. She would weak-knee him by slamming her foot behind his knee and wrap her arm around his neck. Before he would move... and lift her up easily she would try and slam her knee in his tail bone.

[Ryu Hayabusa]

Ryu stood in the same stance he'd had since this all started. He still hadn't moved an inch. Not a single step in any direction. At this point, he was just turning in circles. An eyebrow raised as she grabbed one of the gym ropes. That was significantly stupid of her. Movements on the rope would be extremely limited, and she'd have no where to run. Short of jumping off or sliding down if she climbed high enough, her movements followed a set line. She'd just made things easier on him.

Sighing, he wondered why he was wasting his time with this girl. And then she did something even more stupid. She threw someone else at Ryu, almost literally, to garner his attention while she ran around to attack him. Ryu's brows knit, and his teeth clenched again. That was it. He was done fucking around.

His left fist crashed into the guy's jaw. An unfortunate victim of Ryu's aggravation as his jaw dislocated, cracked in three places, and had several teeth knocked out. "You know what? Fuck this shit. I'm done wasting my fuckin' time with you." As the student fell aside, Ryu wheeled on the girl who had ran up behind him. His knees bent slightly as his right stepped in, looking to gain as much momentum as possible. His left would rocket across as her kick feebly struck a reinforced knee and take her head clean off with a full force hay-maker, square in the face.

[Mischa Badoer]

Well.. all her efforts were wasted. Even managed to hurt the guy she was using as a ploy. He made sure his knee was stable as well, so when she stepped down, nothing moved. Of course he voiced out his annoyance and sent a punch her way. NUH UH! Instead of taking it, she made herself tip backwards and fall to the ground. Instead of landing on her back, she landed on the palms of her hands and the padding of her feet were still planted to the ground... so she was kind of doing the bridge position.

While on the ground, her dropped from her palms so her forearms and elbows were the support she needed. With her upper body, she pushed up her legs, so while he was still in swinging motion from the punch, she would kick him in the chin.

"Questo è fastidioso!"[This is annoying!] she got up quickly. "I have a feeling you are a poor sport." she said with a laugh. She was still joking around... after all it was kind of hard to piss Mischa off.

[Ryu Hayabusa]

His jaw tensed even more, though not in reaction to the kick coming for his jaw. More at her personal ease, and the ass-backwards way she dodged. This little bitch was really pissing him the fuck off. The more her bullshit went on, the more he had the aching urge to paint the walls of the gym red. To string her up by her entrails in the rafters of the ceiling. To watch her writhe in agony. Perhaps it was time to chock up another on his death tally. Just another corpse in his path. Just another one among hundreds. Just another victim of his hatred and rage.

As the kick launched up and jarred his head, his right hand whipped across and gripped an inverted grip for her ankle. With the vice like pressure of his fist clamping down on her leg, the Evil Angel would emit a growling shout and lift her up by that leg, only to whip her down on his other side, crashing her into the unforgiving wooden floor. Another growl of a shout, and she would be lifted up again, only to be slammed back down on the floor near where she had been standing a moment ago. A third slam to his left would follow this, and a fourth to the right.

Every bone in her body was his target, looking to turn her into the useless pile of meat she was. Again and again, he'd smash her against the ground, even if she lost consciousness he would not relent. Not until her gray matter was splattered all over the freshly waxed wood floor of the gym.

[Mischa Badoer]

K, Mischa was actually learning stuff from this fight.

1) Some people need Happy pills.

And two

2) Close combat is clearly better than giving him space.

He was hella faster, so if she was close, then she study his moves better... that and at a close range strength can have nothing to do with it 'cause you wouldn't be able to get the leverage needed to make a functional punch. Kind of balances it all out.

Now enough analyzing that, she managed to shift only slightly to evade his snapping right hand. It would have been an obvious move, she may not be fast, but at least she can tell what he would do with such a defense. There could have been very little ways to make a comeback when all they had to work with was her leg.

Because she would dodge his attack, she would only roll away. Why away after stating its better to keep close? Well, she was gaining a lot of distance, and she would look at him, a calm expression on her face.

"K....obviously I'm fine enough to keep going...But I can sense you are a poor sport... you probably just want to keep fighting. But I think we should end this... You can win if that makes you feel better?" though in all honestly she could never understand when a guy would want to beat up a girl half their size to feel strong... that only made them weak... 'cause instead of fighting someone that actually holds competition, they focus on the ones that don't have any.

But if he kept going, that would leave Mischa with no imagination so yeah...should would go on this day believing this guy didn't the ability to reason. The one thing that separates us from apes.

ACTUALLY!!

Knowing him so far... he probably wouldn't give a rats ass and still probably doesn't have the ability to reason...so why not leaving.

"Welp...I will let yeah ponder that...I have to get back to work." she really did... yay mafia! She got to use guns in that... now she turned around and would walk away... though if he was stupid enough to chase her she would make obstacles with chairs a people to slow him down some... then she would run back to her Audi.

(end of participation)