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Post by Sara Gallagher on Nov 16, 2009 19:11:04 GMT -8
I'm challenging you captain~ Come get me. Courtyard. ; D
Sara pressed send on her cellphone and leaned back against the tree, dropping her phone into her bag next to her. Sighing, she closed her eyes. This really wasn't the smartest idea, but since when had Sara been known to be smart about these things. Plus, she had warned him this was coming when he offered her the position as student body president.
It was rare that he fought her seriously. For a challenge, he wouldn't hold back, which was exactly what she needed. The more she fought him seriously, the better chance she would have in the long run. She pushed off the tree. For once, she had chosen black shorts over track pants. She knew his qi well enough by now to know that being burned was a lot worse when your clothes burned to your skin. Her plain white t-shirt clung to her figure. Was it against the law to hope her bewbs distracted him? >_>" As usual, her long hair was in a tight bun. she was thinking of cutting it...
Back on track! D<<
She scanned the area, anxiously waiting for him.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Nov 16, 2009 19:18:55 GMT -8
*bzzzt* And I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed! *Bzzzzt* Just to get it all out what's in my head and I!
"I could have sworn I turned it off...."
"Next time Mr. Gallagher just take the whole battery out. Really...." The teacher said as Matrim pulled his cell out, "Mr. Gallagher put that awa-"
"Cram it teach, I gotta go. It seems I'm being challenged. Oh well, good luck you guys. Oh and here," Matrim said, "This is this weeks homework, next weeks homework, and our next take home test. All finished."
"How did you...."
"I'm... scary good at math. Long story," He said and grabbing his bag he headed out to the courtyard where he found Sara. He set down his bag as he stepped out closer to her, "So, I'm taking it you want me to fight you with all I've got? I'm not going to hold back in the least... I'm talking full on power here."
He would shrug, his third and fourth arm coming out. He stretched them out a bit before yawning and cracking his knuckles just cus he felt like it, "Alright.... bring it..." He said. He'd ignite his Qi soon, but he wanted to at least warm up first.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Nov 16, 2009 19:29:23 GMT -8
She smiled at him as he approached her. Alright, time to get this show on the road... She crossed her arms over her chest, pushing up her breasts, her hip thrust out to the side.
"So, I'm taking it you want me to fight you with all I've got? I'm not going to hold back in the least... I'm talking full on power here."
... Not even a glance D<<< ?! What the hell?! Her hands dropped from her chest, fisting at her sides as she watched the extra arms come out. It still grossed her out to see that and she felt herself shudder slightly.
"Alright.... bring it..."
She growled softly in frustration. Only one person could get her this worked up. And it was Matrim. She brought her fists up loosely. She was going all out for this. No holding back. If he hadn't ignited his qi yet then she had a chance. She just needed to end this fast before he did activate it.
Taking a few steps forward as though going for her typical punch start, she suddenly flicked her hand at him, sending a burst outwards from her body. The booming sound filled the area signaling the activation of her qi as she suddenly took off for him, all her speed going in to closing the distance. As soon as she was near him, her right fist drawing back (just in case he could see her at this speed ; D), she suddenly dropped to her left knee, her right leg sweeping out to trip him.
OOC - Posts till next burst - 2
Strength: 126
Dexterity: 294
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Nov 16, 2009 19:40:45 GMT -8
Her burst blew his hair away from his face, his eyes had to close a bit and he leaned back a little bit. He brought both of his lower fists up to guard, and with her speed he didn't notice her sweeping him off of his feet. So as he fell he came down hard but would immediately ignite in flames. He knew that he had to use them to get speed on her, and so he rolled over and got up with his newly found speed and strength and aimed to attack her.
Assuming she hadn't done anything after he ignited in flames he would aim to throw a kick at her. If she was still down low he'd aim for her torso, in the front of it. If she was standing, he'd aim to kick her in her left side real quick.
(OOC:
Strength: 356
Dexterity: 212
Constitution: 278
Intelligence: 116
Wisdom: 233
Charisma: 119
Posts of Continuous Use: 1)
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Nov 16, 2009 21:03:43 GMT -8
The sweep worked. She almost surprised herself with this fact, but instead moved on instead of dwelling on exactly why it had worked. Finishing the sweep as she pushed up off her left knee would bring her back to standing and facing him. Her eyes fell on him covered in flames.
So that had happened faster then she had been expecting. She gritted her teeth and moved on, ignoring it. If she played this right, it wouldn't matter. Planting her left foot, her right shot out in a kick at his head. A soccer ball kick so to speak, the top of her foot attempting to connect with the back of his head/side of his head. If he was still laying, the kick would would come low. If he had already started to get up, there would be a slight twist to the kick, now aimed slightly higher.
If he still got up, she would drop back into the loose boxing stance, left leading, fists raised in front of her. This wasn't the situation she had been hoping for. Those damn flames... She needed to keep away from him, quick strikes. Taking the burns as they came, but less severe because of the speed of the strikes. If she was lucky, she might come out nearly unharmed. She gritted her teeth, readying herself.
The kick came at her. She dropped at the last second, pulling her feet out from under her, landing hard on her back. As she landed, her left foot would slam upwards at his exposed groin as the kick soared over her.
OOC - Posts till next burst - 1
Strength: 126
Dexterity: 294
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Nov 16, 2009 21:44:30 GMT -8
Matrim's lower hands went down to intercept the kick, he had been kicked in the head but otherwise was fine. A hand grabbing her ankle, and the other one cupping his junk so that when he got hit still, it cut down on the reaction quite a bit. His hand would grip down so that she couldn't get away from this next bit, his leg that shot out would come down to her abdomen and press against her, his weight would bear down on her.
"Oh?" He'd say, as he would start twisting at that ankle, she still had a free leg, but he also had a few free arms. Her best shot was to get rid of his stability, but even so he'd do some good damage to her before she did something like that.
(OOC:
Strength: 356
Dexterity: 212
Constitution: 276
Intelligence: 116
Wisdom: 233
Charisma: 121
Posts of Continuous Use: 2)
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Nov 16, 2009 22:04:47 GMT -8
Well this seems... Very familiar... More painful, but very familiar... >_>" She had forgotten about the extra arms when her foot shot up into his junk. One hand cupped his junk, another grabbing onto her ankle. She let out a cry of pain, wishing she had a burst in her right now. This wasn't good. Everything she had been avoiding was suddenly happening. His right foot came down on her stomach, pressing his weight down onto her.
She fought the urge to grab onto his leg. Bad enough her ankle and stomach would be burned-- were being burned, but her hands were a no go. It couldn't happen, or she would have no chance.
"Oh?"
OH YES VERY FAMILIAR D<<< She thought as he started to twist her ankle. She fought a scream, gritting her teeth against everything happening. She needed to moved quickly. She pulled in her right leg up to her chest, and then slammed it upwards at his left legs thigh. If it hit, she hoped it would knock him off balance. A variety of outcomes were possible, but best case scenario, he leg go of her.
OOC - Posts till next burst - 0
Strength: 126
Dexterity: 294
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Nov 16, 2009 22:43:31 GMT -8
She kicked his leg out from under him, his hand letting go of her ankle as he fell forward, more wait would push onto her abdomen until his hands touched ground and he pulled that right foot back, rolling a full rotation away from her before standing up, all four arms on the defensive now. He wasn't as fast as her, but he was pretty damn fast all things considered, he would wait for her to come to him now.
"How's the stomach, not too burnt I hope." He said rather casually.
(OOC:
Strength: 356
Dexterity: 212
Constitution: 276
Intelligence: 116
Wisdom: 233
Charisma: 123
Posts of Continuous Use: 3)
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Nov 16, 2009 23:07:00 GMT -8
He fell forward as she kicked him, her upper body curling in on itself as more weight pressed down on her. She again fought the urge, stronger this time, to grab a hold of his leg. Instead, she hissed out a breath and as soon as he was off, rolled onto her side clutching her stomach as he rolled away and onto his feet.
"How's the stomach, not too burnt I hope."
She glared at him, her teeth gritted in pain as her fingers ran over her burnt flesh. "Asshole..." She pushed herself onto her knees and then stumbled to her feet, hissing as she stood straight and the burnt skin stretched. It would slow her down some, but she was still faster then him...
She took in his stance as he waited for her. Her hands slowly fell away from her stomach as she took a few steps forward, raising her fists, left leading. She needed him back on his back where she could better reach his head. No... Let's just start with wearing him down... Or...
An idea formed in her head. She came forward slowly, drawing her right fist back. She hoped that her slowness and obvious attack would throw him off. When she was slightly closer to him, to suddenly moved faster, planting her right foot next to him, on his right side. In one quick movement, she drew her left knee up, attempting to slam it into his lower back. Her right fist slammed forward to his abdomen. And then she burst, the sudden slamming force coming from both behind and in front at his stomach area. She wasn't sure how badly it would affect him, but it was worth the small burns she would get on her thigh and knuckles to find out.
OOC - Posts till next burst - 2
Strength: 126
Dexterity: 294
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Nov 16, 2009 23:22:21 GMT -8
Matrims hands were about to move when he saw her move as though she was going to strike his back, his eyes darted back and then a fist came. He wasn't quite sure what she was doing, his hands moved to grab onto her but not before she bursted from what seemed like all over, the force hitting his front and back causing him to vomit immediately, a pressure on his stomach causing him to......
Oh fuck.... am... am I doing what I think I"m doing?
And then the smell came, strong because of the flames on his Qi. He had indeed taken a leak and vomited at the same time. Luckily he had done his morning constitutional, otherwise there'd be something else going on along with all this. He knelt down, still using Qi, unable to stop the stream as he found himself in a very embarrassing and vulnerable position.
"BLAGHGH oH GoD.... OH God......" He said, kneeling over trying to stop vomiting, "I can't sto- BLAGHAGHAGHAGHAGH!" Matrim kept going as the smell of burning piss and vomit filled the air.
(OOC:
Strength: 356
Dexterity: 212
Constitution: 276
Intelligence: 116
Wisdom: 233
Charisma: 123
Posts of Continuous Use: 3)
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Nov 16, 2009 23:31:52 GMT -8
As soon as she bursted, she knew something was... wrong. She heard him gag and immediately pulled away, stepping back from him, hands raised suspiciously-- OMGWTFBBQ O______O
The smell hit her fast. Burning vomit and urine. She put a hand over her mouth, turning away from him, another over her stomach. She gagged a few times as she put some more distance between them. Oh shit, she hadn't meant to do that to him... She glanced back at him, now kneeling.
"BLAGHGH oH GoD.... OH God...... I can't sto- BLAGHAGHAGHAGHAGH!"
Her hand remained over her mouth and nose as she called out to him. "Matrim! Oh god, Matrim, shit, I'm sorry... Are you ok?" Ya, no, this fight was over. She kind of liked these clothes, and didn't really want to... Ya... The title wasn't that important.
"I give, you win. I'm sorry!" She took a few tentative steps forward, gagging again. "Look... I'll umm... See you at dinner 'kay? I... I love you Matrim... I'm sorry baby..." With that, she turned and stumbled away. She needed to get home to Gale so she could treat these burns. Matrim drove though, so he would have no problem getting home right?... Right?
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Nov 16, 2009 23:39:42 GMT -8
"Matrim! Oh god, Matrim, shit, I'm sorry... Are you ok? I give, you win. I'm sorry! Look... I'll umm... See you at dinner 'kay? I... I love you Matrim... I'm sorry baby..." She said and Matrim quickly said back to her...
"I love you too so muAGHGOD!" He said throwing up a bit, once she was gone he said to himself, "Oh the old puking thing gets em every ti-GHAHGAHGAHGAH!" He said not feeling well at all. He quickly ran off to the mens locker room for a shower, he would torch his clothes and wear his gym clothes that were in his locker room locker for the rest of the day. Thankfully he had all kinds of supplies for brushing teeth, deodorizing, soaping up, and all that.
So what? He was weird, he liked showering after gym class and such.
Oh and he ended Qi and whatnot and stats back to normal than -4 to each and all that jazz.
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