All The Help One Can Get ( Jason/Open )

[Jason Harris]

When her hand wrapped around the back of his head Jason knew exactly what was coming, a knee to the head. He had tried it both successfully and unsuccessfully many times. He might of been a boxer at heart, but there was something fulfilling about kneeing someone in the face, besides if you let a knee hit you in the face you deserve it.

As he felt the pull on his head start he would attempt the grab the leg she wasn't using for the knee and drive his weight forward so as to tackle her. If that went according to plan she should be on the ground and wasn't no time Jason would use his right arm and send elbow after elbow towards her head, whether she blocked them or not wouldn't matter. There was no way he'd stop on his own free will.

He might of been getting his butt kicked pretty bad, but he was going to at least attempt to even the score.

[Kevala Badoer]

She would feel herself thrown back, with him falling atop her. Then his elbow would connect with her face. Damn that hurt...Blood seeping out of the corner of her mouth as she grinned and ran her tongue over her lips.

But all was fine, cause in that instant her legs wrapped about his waist, her weight shifting and throwing him to the side, her rolling along with him so that she now was settled atop him. Her hands reaching down, grabbing his head and slamming it back down into the earth below.

Honestly she did not expect him to give up nor did she expect this to be easy. If that was the case she would never have asked him here.

No, she wanted a challenge, and he was surely going to give her that.

Releasing his head and slamming her fist down into his face as hard as she could manage.

[Jason Harris]

As his head made contact with the ground a glazed look came over Jason's eyes. She had sent him back into lala land, only to snap him right back when her fist hit him in the nose. He could feel it break under her fist and did it hurt.

Doing the best he could to ignore the pain he'd quickly scramble to grab her arm before she got it away from him. His other would then reach out grabbing her neck, squeezing and closing her wind pipe.

"You're freaking persistent, you know that?"

[Kevala Badoer]

She felt him grab her, his hand going about her throat as he spoke. Gasping for breath she would nod and shrug softly, her words coming forth slightly choked.

"You know you like it."

She would then slam her fist down into his face once more, quickly followed by another. She had to get him to let go or else she was going to be in a bit of trouble. Raising her hips up slightly so that she could shift her leg and drop back down with her knee into his ribs.

[Jason Harris]

First punch, didn't feel good but Jason still had a hold of her. Second punch, his grip opened. He couldn't keep getting hit in the face like that and he need his other hand to help with that problem. Then the knee to his ribs. What parts of his body weren't pinned down from her weight rose as pain shot though his body.

What was in the air then hit the ground, arms to the side as he gasped for breath forcing words out of his mouth.

"I'm done. You win."

He was just to beat up and to tired to keep going. He didn't like throwing in the towel, but he just couldn't keep going no matter how much he might want to.

[Kevala Badoer]

The instant those words left his mouth she stopped, settling back onto him, her legs straddling him as she placed her hands on his chest.

Breathing heavily she would look down at him, her hair falling down into her face as she licked away a bit of blood from her lip.

"I am sorry."

She really did feel bad for hurting his ribs. She had seen from the start that they were messed up and it made her feel like shit to keep going at him like that.

Leaning down, she pressed her lips to his and kissed him softly. Nothing too passionate, but enough to show she cared none the less.

"Forgive me?"

Speaking as she pushed herself up once more. Those icy hues looking down at him.

[Jason Harris]

A smile across his face Jason replied.

"Never."

Of course he was joking. Well maybe not completely, but he couldn't stay mad at her forever.

Jason grunted in pain as he sat up. So much of his body was hurt or damaged he had no idea where the most pain was coming from. One thing was for sure he'd have to remember not to ever tick Kelava off. for his own well being.

Reaching up he attempted to wipe some of the blood that now covered his face away. It was a futile effort, all he succeeded in doing was smearing it around. Adjusting himself Jason would rise to his feet letting out a sigh.

"Gotta admit. I don't remember the last time I bleed this much."

[Kevala Badoer]

She would grin softly as she shifted to stand, moving to grab up his stuff he had thrown to the side at the beginning of the fight and looking up to him as she stood before him once more, handing it to him.

"I really am sorry."

She would then reach up, her small hand being gentle as she wiped away the blood from his face. Of course not thinking much as she brought her fingers to her lips and licked the blood clean from them.

Those eyes looking up at him innocently and with a bit of friendly affection.

"I just needed the practice is all."

A little giggle given and she would step back. Not sure what to say right now. She felt bad honestly. Hence why she did not like fighting. At least against those she cared about. Her head lowering slightly as she tucked a bit of hair back behind her ears once more.