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Post by Sara Gallagher on Nov 25, 2009 12:37:01 GMT -8
The huntress lays in wait, sitting as still as possible in the darkness as she waits for her prey to pass under her... Her eyes scan the people under her from her position, a feeling of omnipotence filling her mind as they go about their daily tasks, unaware of the dangers above them... She could take any one of them right now, she thinks, as they continue about their lives, and they would never see it coming, never know what hit them...
But she waits for one person in particular.
Her eyes narrow as she spots him, staring through the tiny opening in front of her...
Her tongue runs over her lips as she watches him for a moment, that... gorgeous piece of meat... that ridiculously over powered asshole... She can barely wait to get her hands on him...
The moment Matrim was about to pass under the ceiling square that was propped up just slightly on an angle, a thin shaft of light creeping inside, the square would suddenly drop back into place.
Sara would drop the piece of ceiling and push to her feet. There was just enough room for her to crouch between the ceiling pieces and the floor above her. Then, with a little breath in, she jumped onto the square, slamming her weight on the flimsy ceiling piece and crashing through it onto Matrim's head, trying to catch him as he came down. Her legs would look to either catch on his shoulders, or around his torso, her arms around his neck. Her palm would look to land on the top of his head, and then burst, her qi activating.
OOC- Posts till next burtst - 2
Strength: 127
Dexterity: 294
Charisma: 57
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Nov 25, 2009 13:01:12 GMT -8
My spidey sense is tingling...... OMGWTFBBQ!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
Matrim collapsed under the attack being bursted face first into the floor making in an indent on it, not landing on it first in the end since she had her legs wrapped around him and therefore the full force of him dropping, his weight and her speed would hit her legs, Matrim's hands went to the floor to push him up, before he did so his other arms appeared and he pushed up on those as well. He would push himself and immediately say, "Sara... I guess it's that time again huh?" He said, lifting to a standing position, his lower arms would grab onto her legs and keep a firm grip.
"So, going down?" Matrim would ask, keeping a hold on her legs he would fall onto his back as hard as he could, if successful he would push up off of his feet to pin her against the ground with his shoulder blades and the rest of his back, his hands holding onto her feet.
Either way Matrim's head would be bleeding from the attack, his shoulders stung a bit, and would continue to sting from her attack.
Shit that fucking hurt... she's getting better at this shit.... now I'm going to be paranoid everywhere I go.... she could be in the walls next time!
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Nov 25, 2009 13:33:58 GMT -8
This was a technique Sara had used once before. There were subtle and not so subtle differences though. Last time, her qi hadn't worked. The guy had like... Qi nulled her or something... Bloody ass =___= Second difference  The guy was old and didn't like chickens... Last time, she had ended up with one broken leg. This time? Two injured legs  " She was almost thankful it hadn't worked that one time... He was bursted downwards, landing on his chest. However... Her legs were wrapped around his waist and also took the force of him dropping. She let out a small cry, her teeth gritting in pain, one arm still around his neck, the other braced against his back. She felt a shot of pain shoot through her leg from her knee with the plate in it. Ok, so broken leg hadn't been the right term. Destroyed knee was more appropriate. Hence the plate. Which felt like it had been knocked out of place under Matrim's fat ass D<<< And then he was pushing himself up. She grunted in pain from the movement, her legs coming out from under him, as all four of his arms pushed against the ground. Ya, another difference, the old fart didn't have four arms >_>" "Sara... I guess it's that time again huh?"She swore under her breath. "Fuck... Tch... Shut the hell up Matrim!" Her free hand grabbed onto her other arm around his neck and pulling on it, trying to choke him out. She would have let go, but smart ass here, with his four arms, had grabbed onto them. She knew what was coming and was cursing every god she could think off. Why couldn't Matrim just go down easy for once? "So, going down?"Meep...He dropped back, throwing his weight into it. She was pinned beneath his fat ass ONCE AGAIN, her face contorted in pain as she tried to pull in a deep breath, unable to as he made this even worse, if possible, by pinning her with his shoulders. She struggled to get away, trying to pull in a breath. She tightened her grip around his neck, still trying to choke him out. She saw no other option, pinned to the ground, her legs hurt and pinned to his sides. Arms were her only option. Damn she was hurting though... She coughed, choking as she tried to fight off the pain and breath. She thought she might have some broken ribs, but fear and anger fueled her on, at least for now. |
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Nov 25, 2009 13:52:18 GMT -8
She started to choke him out with her arm, which he was alright with to some extent because he knew he could pull her arm off of his neck if he tried hard enough, the trouble was that his feet slipped, no longer being able to pin her from the floor where he wasn't getting good friction his upper arms reached up to pull at her arm for air, his lower arms would reach up and aim for her underarms....
Fufufufufufu....
Matrim's lower arms would begin tickling her entire body, reaching into the sleeves of her shirt to get skin on skin tickling action going on. If the underarms weren't promising he'd go for the neck, a certain spot he was sure would work, because then she'd be distracted, he'd be able to free himself of being choked and would roll off of her to return to a standing position.
Try to choke me will you!
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Nov 25, 2009 14:32:28 GMT -8
As Sara tightened her grip around his neck his feet seemed to slip, dropping him back down. She sucked in a huge breath as the pressure from his shoulders loosened. Sadly, now his whole body weight was on her torso, but at least she could draw in some air.
And she MUST be having an effect on him! D< He grabbed at her arm, trying to pull her off and loosen her grip. She didn't even notice the second set of arms until she felt them inching into her sleeve openings. She flinched, trying to bring her arms back down but still keep a grip on his neck. It didn't work, it was already to late...
She let out a loud laugh, loosing what little air she had gotten and turning into a coughing fit as she wiggled and squirmed under him. Her weakness... Sadly, this was not the first time it had been exploited. Giving up, she let go of his neck, bringing her arms to her sides and trying to squirm away from his touch.
He finally got his ass off of her, rolling away and to his feet. Sara rolled onto her side, still laughing. As she calmed herself though, catching her breath, she realized just how bad of shape she was in. Bruised ribs, definitely, possible broken. Her knees were KILLING her. A doctors appointment was now a must to check her knee. The back of her head was pounding from where she had knocked it when he dropped her...
She was in rough shape >_>"
She rolled over again to the lockers and put her hand against the wall, using it to help herself to her feet. Had he left her alone, by the time she got to her feet, she would be breathing heavily, her legs shaking and aching as they tried to support her. Ok... So she obviously wasn't going to him.
Gritting her teeth, she ripped the locker door next to her off its hinges and whipped it at him, then collapsed back against the wall to see what he did. She nearly had a burst... Almost... Now she just needed him to come to her.
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Strength: 127
Dexterity: 294
Charisma: 57
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Nov 25, 2009 14:47:16 GMT -8
Matrim waited for her to get up. He was very perceptive on the whole injury thing, taking into account the pain she must be going through as he stood, watching her closely. He had been hit a bit too, coughing from the lack of oxygen and hit to the head. The only trouble was that he was really tough when it came to this, so he decided he would pull back a little bit with the fight. No need to go at her full force if he just kept his eyes open. Not to mention her speed didn't mean much considering the damage to her legs that had taken place.
A locker door was whipped at him and his left fist would smack it off to the side and down the hall. He would take a step toward her but stop....
Can she burst? What does it matter....
He'd get close enough to hold his hand out to her, "Come on, I'll take you to the nurses for a bit to lay down," He said, not fighting her. She would probably attack him since she wasn't one to admit defeat, but so long as she didn't regain her running speed and healthy knees in the next two seconds he would be okay with whatever attack she could throw at him. Still, it was an epic idea to drop down on him like that.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Nov 25, 2009 16:20:43 GMT -8
Tch... Sara wanted to scream as the locker door was sent flying down the hall with a simple flick of his hand. What the hell was wrong with this man!? He was like... SUPERMAN D<<< She settled her gaze on him, practically growling. This wasn't going to work. Her one up on him, her speed, was out. She couldn't do it on her legs. The only other thing she had was her burst, but even that wouldn't save her. The only thing that seemed to do to him these days was send her hair blowing in the wind.
... And he managed to look good doing it...
=_=" That asshole...
She watched him approach, glaring at him as he came closer. Common... Common, just a little closer.... He held his hand to her and she paused, confused.
"Come on, I'll take you to the nurses for a bit to lay down."
O__o" "No, I... I'm... Wh-Why..." ASSHOLE D<<<< Her expression turned back to glaring at him. "I don't need the nurse." And then she suddenly burst again, hoping it would finally pick him up and slam him back into the lockers like it did everyone else. He was the only one it didn't seem to affect like that.
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Strength: 127
Dexterity: 294
Charisma: 54
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Nov 25, 2009 16:34:44 GMT -8
"No, I... I'm... Wh-Why... I don't need the nurse." She bursted and Matrim who's hand was outstretched, he was blasted up and back into the lockers, causing them to cave in and the wall to be impacted. The look on Matrim's face didn't change, neither did the outstretched hand. One of the plus sides of being as tough as he was, he was able to take hits like that and it didn't phase him. He was getting tougher and tougher it seemed.
He took a few steps forward so he was right where he was before, "No, seriously though come on I'll take you, then I can take you home early so you can play with Shayne, and I'll make sure the school nurse sends notes to your teachers that you were injured and needed to go home. Sound good?"
He smiled warmly down at her, not really in bad shape, except for the small cut from her initial attack which had made his head bleed a small amount and the sore shoulders. His neck was pretty much fine now that he had a few moments to recover. It was sore but that was it.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Nov 25, 2009 17:10:55 GMT -8
Sara's expression was comical, as though she had been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. She stared, shocked, as Matrim hit the lockers, denting them in. She had done it... She had really done it... Her qi had done its job on him... Amazing... And yet... Her gaze fell on his expression as he came back towards her. His expression hadn't changed at all... And neither had his outstretched hand... Was she dreaming? Sara glanced up and down the halls, wondering if she was losing her mind... more then she already had... " This really felt like one of those dreams where you're fighting, but no matter how hard you TRY to hit the person, its like they're made of putty... Ya, that's what this was like... "No, seriously though come on I'll take you, then I can take you home early so you can play with Shayne, and I'll make sure the school nurse sends notes to your teachers that you were injured and needed to go home. Sound good?"Oh.... Why did he have to play that card... Her eyes narrowed as she stared past him, an inner battle raging on between her ODD to Matrim, and her love of Shayne. The battle raged on for a good couple of minutes before she turned her face up to him, her expression still angry, but she nodded, holding her arms out to him, waiting for him to pick her up. As soon as he had, her face buried into his shoulder so he wouldn't be able to see her happy expression at being carried around by him and she would sigh. "I'm gunna beat you... I swear one day I will... And it'll be epic..." |
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Nov 25, 2009 17:32:37 GMT -8
"I'm gunna beat you... I swear one day I will... And it'll be epic..." Sara said as Matrim carried her off to the nurses office in his arms, his eyes forward as he held her under the knees with one arm and supporting her back with the other. It seemed almost natural for him to be carrying her around like this, for some reason he liked it. He was carrying her off like they probably would once they were married, into the threshold and whatnot.
"I know honey," He said, "You'll probably end up killing me and claiming full ownership of Shayne and everything I owned when you do," He said, planting a kiss against the top of her head before entering the nurses office, "And the title... and the Dragon title... and all that money.... and Gale... and the Minivan...." The list went on and on but the fact was that she would beat him eventually, and then the world was doomed and it'd all be because of how much she wanted to kick his ass.
Yup. Fucked up relationship huh? And yet it works.
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The guy was old and didn't like chickens...
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