Misfate
Trainee
[M:1000]
Unbreakable Spirit.
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Post by Misfate on Oct 18, 2007 15:06:13 GMT -8
Taking his eyes off the guy, he turned to see a pretty but determined looking girl walk in. She seemed to know where she was going, but looked as if this were new to her. She couldn't be more than a freshman herself, but then again, so was Crim.
Crim didn't have that "nice to meet you, let's be friends" charm that some did, but he knew how real bonds were made. Getting no response from the other, he approached the eager-looking girl.
"Care to dance?" Crim said, head pointing at the ring.
This has got to be the best way to meet people, Crim thought.
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Oct 19, 2007 16:37:32 GMT -8
She finished tying back her hair and tucking her pant legs into her boots when she heard a voice above her. Delilah straightened and found herself smiling. My, that was quick. She thought wistfully as she nodded. "I would be honored." She replied in a completely false hoity toity accent that belonged to her mother back in LA. Walking to the ring, she easily grabbed the top rope with her left hand and hopped over them, her bent legs level with her torso so her leap would carry her over without touching the ropes. She landed with a heavy thud due to her boots on the tarp, and settled easily into a comfortable stance. Delilah would nod to her opponent. "Challenger gets first shot."
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Misfate
Trainee
[M:1000]
Unbreakable Spirit.
Posts: 20
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Post by Misfate on Oct 22, 2007 19:08:41 GMT -8
Climbing into the ring after his challenge was accepted, Crim slid underneath the ropes. She jumped strait over, with some grace as well. Noting her agility, Crim chose a lower gaurd than he normally did. Crim wasn't the tallest person you ever saw, but at a height of 5'11'' freshman year, he was not towered over easily. Taking a wide stance, palms out, and adjusting his cup (yes, always has to protect the important parts) Crim smiled back, saying;
"I'm a gentleman first, a fighter second. You take the first shot."
Thinking she was quick, but smaller than himself, Crim adjusted his elbows to cover his kidney's. His long arms easily covered the distance up to his lowered head. Ready for anything, Crim stepped up to the middle, spreading his arms slightly to invite a free shot, he remained loose, ready for her move.
"The ball's in your court."
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