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Post by Grav on Dec 9, 2009 15:25:56 GMT -8
grav went flying taking out 3 sets of tables along the way.
"holy shit son!!! that wasnt expected."
grav thought fast. noticing the tile floor of the cafeteria, he knelt down and started charging the tiles individually to become lighter and lift up off the ground. after gaining about five of them. he charged them to be 20 times the normal gravity of earth and as the fell he used his qi to send them flying like ninja stars at the kid.
grav ran at the kid sending a barrage of punches and kicks to the kids face and chest hoping one would hit. he needed to do something fast cuz the kid was becoming strong and fast. wich is not good for grav.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 9, 2009 15:35:48 GMT -8
Jaus wouldn't smirk, his constant frown on his face was plastered there till he'd have won this one by his own means. Charging ruthlessly he'd watch those daggers fly at him. Jumping into the air he'd perform a super athletic feat within mid air avoiding them but not the assault at the other end of the force.
Knocked to the ground he'd endure a quick set of two punches and a kick before grasping the leg of Grav and twisting roughly perhaps spraining his ankle with such a force. In the same instant he'd shift his abs upward and kick both his feet into Grav's face.
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Post by Grav on Dec 10, 2009 0:10:03 GMT -8
grav took the two footed kick. square in the face. he couldnt take much more of this. it had to end and it had t end now.
grav fell to the ground and regained a slight bit of coherency before standing up. he assesed the situation. looking around the room he saw tables chairs and cards..... cards. this gave him a great idea.
grav kicked the three tables he had hit at the boy not to hit him but to distract him and corner him, if they hit that was just the better point. he proceeded to kick the chairs as well. making his way over to the deck of cards, making sure not to touch the played cards, wich were still perfectly in line.
he picked up the deck of cards, now at this point if his plan worked he had kicked the items at the boy so as to corner him in the corner of the room now he would take every card in the deck, and like the tiles on the ground he would use his charger gloves to distort the gravity of the cards, this time making it less so that he could fling them at the boy with impecible speed and precision. he would throw them so as to pin the boys clothes to the wall. if that didnt work he would use them as weapons for attack.
grav smiled.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2009 0:17:51 GMT -8
Jaus watched patiently as the progression of utensils were used against him. Dodge, dodge, deflection. He'd use his massive arms to deflect the small plastic chairs being launched like torpedoes at him. The dull pain thudding against his limps repetitively. He could feel the energy in the room shifting in his favor as the boy backed away cornering himself more than Jaus as the boy marched forward unrelenting.
The cards zig-zagging across the room at him looking predominantly violent. Though Jaus never flinched. The first wave ripping his shirt apart, unfortunately for his plan the motion of Jaus wouldn't effect his cloth other than having it torn to shreds. The last card of the suit slicing him beneath the eye giving him a cut that bled irritatingly.
"Seems that'll be all." Jaus said slowly as he tore free the shredded cloth around his torso and continued his march waiting till he was inches away to pounce.
Hurtling forward he'd fire his left fist into an uppercut, the kneecap of his left following swiftly to the youth's gut.
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Post by Grav on Dec 10, 2009 0:26:24 GMT -8
grav watched as the clothes came off. and as he advanced. perfect. right where he wanted him. see what the boy hadnt noticed was that he was now standing on the soft ground beneath the tiles and foundation of the cafeteria. this was perfect.
grav bent down just as both the boys feet touched the soft earth and charged it to as light as possible bringing up a smokescreen of dirt. grav was on the outside of this wich gave him a sight advantage for a short time.
grav use this advantage to send punch after punch and kick after kick into the smokescreen. hoping they hit. it would make sense that they did due to the smoke screen of dirt but who knows how things will turn out, they never seem to work normally at this school.
after sending in these punches and kicks grav would then leap into the air above the boy inside the smoke screen and send both his feet full force into the boys head hopefully ending the fight.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2009 0:35:08 GMT -8
Jaus shuddered a momentary step back as he covered his mouth with an arm, the smokescreen sending him into a quick bout of coughing. That was an issue to get past shortly.
*BAM!*
The rocket barrage of hits on his torso knocked him back even further finding himself at his edge being pressed back, step by every step he was hurting now. There was a brief stop and Jaus acted on that stepping forward out of the smog he grasped a close sight of the final attack. Hands up to catch Jaus would grip around the ankle and pull down into the tile at the other side.
From there he'd press his boot into the boy's neck, panting heavily as he did. He was exhausted and amazed he'd been pushed this far. The boy had amazing skills and Jaus wanted to know how he'd gotten there, he wanted to get stronger, even with this one he'd found as a jerk.
"You, boy how how bout we call this a draw? I want to know where you got this power?"
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Post by Grav on Dec 10, 2009 0:42:58 GMT -8
grav was thrown into the tile. and a boot pressed against his neck. it was painful but not as bad as some of the other attacks. he could go a bit longer
"You, boy how how bout we call this a draw? I want to know where you got this power?"
grav smiled beneath the boot.
"three things one, dont call me boy, boy. two, i got it from fighting. training with a man named gabriel. and three, instead of calling it a draw hows about we call it an i win and you lose?"
grav threw the mans boot off of him and stood up. he dusted off himself and walked to his cards he picked them up to reveal the 5 and 6 of clubs. grav smirked
"thats a straight flush. its a tad better than a four of a kind. ill be taking my money now..... BOY."
grav looked at him and held out his hand.
"oh and next time, dont hussle my costumers. and if you want to get power like mine, then try not being so disrespectful to me and maybe, just MAYBE ill help you out"
grav smiled schemingly and picked up his fedora placing it on his head
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2009 0:52:28 GMT -8
The first instant where Jaus flinched. The mention of Gabriel set off his nerve, damn that man in surpassing his power it was truly infuriating. Enough to let up on the boot and reveal the straight flush. Pouting Jaus hardly noticed the end of the game, quite honestly he had better things on his mind.
"Then what would I call you?"
Jaus had a meager change of heart.
"Train with me..."
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Post by Grav on Dec 10, 2009 1:09:16 GMT -8
"the names grav. you will now call me mr le beau until i think your worth my time at which time you can call me caleb....... hell im just pullin your chain boy. call me grav. we will meet in the back field of the school once a week to train. understand?"
grav started walking away but turned suddenly
"oh and i need to know your name... and you still owe me a hundred bucks"
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