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Post by Astrid Sudeki on Dec 8, 2009 6:11:30 GMT -8
She heard the words, and would still shake her head. Oh and people thought that she had issues letting go of the bad shit that happened? Pft! She would have asked but then his hand was gripping her shirt and pulled.
The knee to the head avoided only because the bottom half of her shirt ripped open, exposing her flat stomach. Soft and creamy in texture and complexion.
Not that she even noticed. She would again slam a fist toward his ribs, one on each side. Trying again to get him the hell away from her.
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Post by Arthur Ð on Dec 8, 2009 6:27:07 GMT -8
Arthur was not anticipating the shirt to rip, it left him unbalanced and he began to tilt forward. The blonds strike however helped reverse his tilt and he was straight again soon. Arthurs right hand would slam forward in a palm strike, aimed at her stomach. The clean, unmarred flesh. How he detested it. She shall be marked. Discharge flickered to life, as Arthur thrust his palm forward hard enough at Astrids stomach, trying to wind her, pin her, and burn her as a living conduit of electricity.
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Post by Astrid Sudeki on Dec 8, 2009 9:52:00 GMT -8
She would scream as that pain erupted through her body. The skin easily being burnt under his touch. Though it was just beneath the touch of his hand, it was still enough to bring tears to her eyes as she managed to get her foot up enough to boot him in the knee with every ounce of strength she had.
She had to get him off of her and now. She could not take this kind of punishment. It was not something a girl like her was used to. Though in the end it of course would only give her more reason to grow stronger.
She was not going to let things end like this for her every time. Her hand coming up in an attempt at another fist to his jaw.
"GET OFF ME!!!"
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Post by Arthur Ð on Dec 8, 2009 17:05:44 GMT -8
The first blow connected, jerking Arthurs leg back, and spinning him on the spot. His head swayed forward than backward, it being clipped by her fist. He was done playing with her. Keeping the current flowing strongly, he kept the rotation going as his fist extended to back hand her in the face. Following which his other hand would try to come and grasp her clothes once more to pull her back up straight if she began to slump as his fist came back to strike her a second time.
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Post by Astrid Sudeki on Dec 10, 2009 17:38:19 GMT -8
That first hit connected and indeed did send her down, but then he grabbed her clothing once more and jerked her back up, another hit given to her face as blood began to pour from her nose and mouth.
Her vision getting a little cloudy as eyes watered and her mind hazed over. Yet still her own fist came up and slammed forward toward his face.
She was not going to let him continue this without some form of retaliation. It was just not going to happen. Feeling that blood fill her mouth she would spit it out....at him. Heh...
"FUCK YOU!"
Yeah....she was just a bit stubborn. Just a tad.
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Post by Arthur Ð on Dec 13, 2009 6:10:18 GMT -8
Arthur had a tempo going, he wasn't going to stop now. He was just going to get worse and worse til the female Sudeki would wind up in a barely functioning state. After his second blow connected, he continued to spin with the momentum, taking a back step and feeling her fist brush past him as his electrical current subsided. At this short range, he had something much more nastier in planned as his revolution came close to completion. One foot sliding back as his fist came forward once more, energy building up in his fist before it was belched forth from gloves.
((Shockwave Strength: 84, Remaining Strength: 41))
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Post by Astrid Sudeki on Dec 16, 2009 6:53:51 GMT -8
That shockwave hit her and knocked her ass back. Like.....yeah..not even funny how much that fucking hurt. Her little body slamming into the wall she would feel the pain filling her. Yeah, this was not going to end well at all.
Her small form sliding down the wall as she struggled to catch her breath. Every intake causing pain to shoot though her sides. She was done, struggling to push herself back up from the wall however. Not willing to give up, even though she really had nothing left in her.
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Post by Arthur Ð on Dec 17, 2009 3:23:29 GMT -8
Arthur moved forward once more, into contact range with the female.
"Sudeki. May. This. Be. A. Message. To. You. And. Yours" Arthur would state, his final words for the girl, before he began to lay into her. One hand reached out quickly, a palm strike to her throat before he would haul her form back up briefly before releasing her. His opposite knee rose up to strike her in the side. Not expecting her to fight back, he carried onto another combination of moves designed to knock the girl out once and for all. His free hand began to reach out to grasp her collar to pull her down but straight. His raised leg would return to a standing position as his other knee began to rise afterwards, this one intending to strike her in the head.
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Post by Astrid Sudeki on Dec 31, 2009 9:06:55 GMT -8
She would feel those hits, and as hard as she tried to fight back she was unable to do so. That last blow to her head sending her back as blood seeped from the corners of her mouth.
His words ringing in her ears as she whimpered out softly and fell to the ground, instantly the darkness seeming to creep forth and consume her mind.
She still had no clue who he was, but something told her that Uncle Leon or Spike may. She only hoped that this would end now. Unable to continue any more and not sure that she wanted to.
Her small form crumpling to the ground, broken and bleeding....Shallow, soft breaths escaping her now as those brown eyes fell closed and her hair fell about her face.
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Post by Arthur Ð on Jan 3, 2010 2:54:43 GMT -8
Arthur would not stop. This was to be a message. A warcry as it were. And to complete it he would intend to do one more thing. Placing one booted foot onto the young girls left elbow. He reached down to grasp her wrist, and he would pull. Lifting it up into the air. His foot never leaving her elbow. His intention was to break it. Bend it back over on itself. Not one that could be caused easily if she was fighting, making it a clear message. Whether the Dragons and the Clan slumbers or awakens, Arthur would come for them, he would break them.
If he was met with no dieing resistance from the young woman, he would leave her form as is, for others to attend to, and he would walk away. A snarl on his face, and a swarm around his body.
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