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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Jan 19, 2010 17:11:41 GMT -8
Matrim wasn't always your typical Brit. For one he had the violent tendencies of an American, the Flaming Body of a Chinese Dragon, the hair of a hippy, and last but not least his accent was pretty much gone. In fact the last thing he had was tea, he didn't really drink coffee, instead he drank tea.
So he was in the staff lounge, brewing up a cup of it. He was rummaging the cabinets for some honey and sugar, and finding the honey he decided it was good enough. He poured the hot water into the coffee cup with tea bags, and mixing the bags around and mixing in some honey he made his way into the hall.
Alright.... going to class for once and I got myself a nice cup of tea to soothe me after that whole ordeal....
Whole ordeal being Shayne waking him up three times last night for, well, apparently nothing. It seemed that Shayne was starting to crave attention. Which was not always a good thing. Matrim was wondering if it had anything to do with Sara, that he may be getting too attached to her but then he stopped and laughed.
If he gets TOO close to her that's a good thing. For both of them all things considered.
He made his way to class, walking slowly through the hall, unaware that Sara was nearby, ready to pounce like a hunter stalking it's prey.....
Or maybe she was stuck in traffic, you never knew with her.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Jan 19, 2010 18:01:51 GMT -8
Hehehehe... Sara crouched in the door of a classroom. And not an empty one either. The whole class sat straight, watching her in utter silence as she knelt at the doorway, every few moments wiggling her butt and shoulders, letting out small, freakishly evil laughs. The teacher still held the book he had been reading aloud from in his hands as he too watched her.
Some of the students found it funny and giggled quietly, looking around to see if anyone else found this as hilarious as they did. Those were the newer students. The ones who didn't know that this was their student body president, about to attack their school captain, who she was also married to, might I add. When they did giggle, their classmates would silence them with a look. Or Sara would by turning around and glaring at them with such intensity that they nearly crapped themselves.
The other students, those who had become accustomed to things like this simply watched and waited, some with beads of sweat pouring down their necks because they knew this wasn't going to turn out well. Others watched with smiles on their faces as they simply waited, knowing that if this went well, class would end early.
She heard the laugh from down the hall and she turned to look back at the teacher, shooting him a glare. "Keep reading." The teacher simply nodded and continued from where he had left off, but his eyes were still on Sara. Finally, the footsteps began to approach.
Sara was getting antsy, shifting her weight from one foot to the other as she waited, licking her lips in excitement. Oh boy... Here we go... Wonder if he remembers what day it is? This had become some what of a tradition at this point. She would attack him for his title. She would lose. She would try again the next week. Over and over. She had no problem with it. In fact, she loved it.
Step, step, step...
POUNCE!
Sara threw herself out of the doorway, arms outstretched as she flew through the air towards Matrim as he passed the classroom. As per protocol, she attempted to tackle him around the waist and knock him to the ground. This never worked, but it was protocol D8 It wasn't the same without it...
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Jan 19, 2010 18:35:08 GMT -8
Something flashed in the corner of his eyes....
JESUS CHRIST ITS A LION GET IN THE CAR!!!!
What he actually did was throw his tea at her face, the mug still in his hands as she took him out around the waist, he let out a rather girlish scream as they started for the ground. He quickly realized, slightly before he recognized, that it was Sara. I mean really, who else is like that? Ever since he married the woman she's been trying to kill him.
No... scratch that, since before than she was trying to kill him. Ever since the title? No... ever since they met more like it. Hell he wouldn't be surprised if she had something to do with his almost dying every other time he came into physical arm....
Oh wow... image of Sara in a Paladin uniform... of her getting that messed Doctor to give him and his father pills that would actually destroy their hearts in time, of her setting off the Core, and of her being the masked man who nearly kidnapped Reira at Point Hope......
That surprisingly would make a lot of sense.... oh wait, right, focus Matrim, fight....
"FLAME ON!" He would yell as he erupted in flames. "BURN BABAY BURNNNN!"
(OOC: Strength: 442
Dexterity: 310
Charsma: 175
Posts of Continuous Use: 1)
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Jan 19, 2010 19:04:16 GMT -8
OHGAWD! HOT TEA!
The hot liquid splashed on her face, burning her. Ok, so maybe it wasn't that bad. Her eyes had squeezed closed as she flew through the air, soaring like a bird, only to fly open as she heard the girlish scream. Her arms wrapped around him, her gloves latching onto him as they dropped. Her skin turned red and blotchy, and it hurt like a bitch, but she wasn't about to come out with third degree burns from his tea, thank god.
Now him bursting into flames? That might just do the trick. As they hit the ground, she let out a grunt, groaning as she shifted to put herself straddling him. She was just moving into position, trying to untangle her arm from under him, when:
"FLAME ON! BURN BABAY BURNNNN!"
Oh crap...
She let out a growl of frustration, giving her arm one more tug and pulling it out from under him. Then, just as the flames got hot, singing her clothes, she burst. The typical booming noise filled the hallway as she was bursted up off of him, the force of the burst also pushing down against him. She would roughly, and not so gracefully, land standing at his feet, her hand on the lockers next to her to support herself.
She was breathing heavily, his qi having caught her off guard. "You know, for a tough, flaming man, you scream like a girl. Shayne would probably giggle his ass off if he saw that." She smiled evilly down at him, trying to get him riled up. "Guess I don't need to tell you what day it is huh?" She grinned, tightening her grip on the locker, the glove latching onto it and her fingers digging into the metal for hold. She then ripped the piece of metal right off the hinges, pressing both hands against it to use it like a shield.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Jan 19, 2010 19:12:02 GMT -8
"You know, for a tough, flaming man, you scream like a girl. Shayne would probably giggle his ass off if he saw that. Guess I don't need to tell you what day it is huh?"
"A day ending in Y?" He said, "A day in the life of Matrim?" He grinned up at her as she tore a locker door and got ready for him. Matrim looked over at the lockers and tore one off, only to have it melt in his hands. He quickly starting shaking off the melted metal as he hissed, the burning sensation was not one to be taken lightly. Which was strange, usually it had to be liquid, maybe that was why, it liquified.
No matter the case Matrim decided to hell with it and charged, he jumped up and aimed to kick the locker door with both feet knowing full well this was probably a bad idea. Still, he was having fun with it. "HERE I GO!" He would yell whilst in air. That's right. Whilst, we're getting old english up in ye olde bitch.
While doing that his hands would reach up to tear into the ceiling tiles and once given a hold of the metal would yank down on it to collapse the ceiling over them both. Which, mostly consisted of tiles, but it might be something useful....
Wait... her Qi's active.... shit that's gonna get in my eyes or burn up around me..... I really did not help my case there did I.....
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Jan 19, 2010 21:38:21 GMT -8
She watched in both shock and awe as he tugged off a locker door and it melted. The idea that his flames were that hot was... frightening. It was interesting though that he let out a hiss of pain from the liquid metal. That... Was more then a little interesting. Her smile grew. Definitely something to look into.
He suddenly charged her, the change of pace catching her off guard. She flinched, bringing the locker door in front of her like a shield, holding it at an angle in front of her. Her eyes squeezed closed as she dropped instinctively to one knee, bracing the locker door on the ground.
His feet slammed into it, jarring her and causing her to slide back a foot or so. She leaned forward, bracing her shoulder and forearm on the locker to hold it steady, and probably causing him to drop back. And then the ceiling collapsed. The locker door over her caused some off the falling ceiling to miss her, but a few chunks of the boards hit her shoulders, dust clouding the air.
Now things got difficult. She threw the locker door at him and at the same time, picked up as much of the debris as she could with her qi, trying to focus it around him, almost like a small tornado of dust and small bits of ceiling tile. Problem was, the dust was fine and easily thrown around, meaning it also got in her eyes somewhat. She squinted, trying to keep her concentration over the qi hoping that the dust and debris caught fire around him and did some damage.
OOC - Posts till next burst - 1
Strength: 206
Dexterity: 276
Charisma: 71
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Jan 19, 2010 21:53:47 GMT -8
Matrim jarred against the locker, his knees buckling as he fell back, the debris falling on the both of them, debris catching on him as he tossed it away, he got to his feet and Sara tossed the locker door at him. It him him a bit hard as he nearly stumbled back from the blow, and then debris start hitting against him. Closing his eyes he shielded his face with his arm as debris began to burn. His clothing protected him against the debris for the most part but some of it burnt away at his face.
He quickly kicked the locker door back at Sara as he rushed toward her, aiming to drive his shoulder against her if she was standing, if not he would collapse down toward her to drive his shoulder into her and hopefully into the ground as a result. His eyes would open slightly to look for her feet to determine this. If she was on the ground he'd see her, if she was standing he'd just see the feet.
That blow with the locker hurt... she's getting stronger....
(OOC: Strength: 442
Dexterity: 310
Constitution: 228
Charsma: 175
Posts of Continuous Use: 3)
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Jan 19, 2010 22:35:23 GMT -8
Sara stood, her back slightly hunched over in concentration as she tried to hold the qi steady. It was a technique she had only used once before, and at that time, she had had no reason to focus it, she had just been throwing a whole lot of garbage and crap around. Interesting, but not particularly useful if you couldn't focus it for one on one.
The faint green wind that flowed over her skin offered some protection to her eyes and skin as debris and dust flew everywhere, but she still had to squint to keep it out of her eyes. Just as she thought she was getting a hold of it and keeping it steady, the locker door flew back at her. She sidestepped, turning as it passed her and in a stupid move, turned her back to him. The locker flew past her without incident.
Then something slammed into her back, taking her off her feet. Her eyes went wide in shock as her back arched, her midsection moving faster then her upper and lower body. She flew forward, landing on her front and sliding. Trying to stop herself, she gripped the ground with her gloves, turned and rolled onto her side. She rolled once more and came to a rest on her knees.
Her concentration had been broken and the debris and dust stopped flying around him. With a growl of frustration, she pushed herself back to her feet, bringing her fists up in front of her, sucking in a breath as her back pained. "That it? Not putting up much of a fight this time are you?"
She stepped forward, reaching out and grabbing another locker door like she had the first. Then she took off, closing the distance between them. She grabbed the locker by one end, as though she was going to smack him with it, the long end away from him. At the last second, she dropped to her left knee and slid so that she just passed him, her right leg coming around to sweep him off his feet and turn her around to face his back, the locker door coming up to slam into his back at the same time.
OOC - Posts till next burst - 0
Strength: 206
Dexterity: 276
Charisma: 71
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Jan 19, 2010 22:45:58 GMT -8
Matrim knocked her forward and waited for her to get back up to her feet, once she had she said, "That it? Not putting up much of a fight this time are you?"
"Eh," He said, "Maybe if I got a challenge," He egged her on with the statement, grinning over at her as a hand waved her on as if saying 'bring it'. And that she did, grabbing a locker door and running toward Matrim. He quickly spun, sticking his right arm out to swing around her and backfist her in the face, only to find that she had dropped. Though this put him facing her, and when her sweep hit he found himself face first in a locker door.
When he landed on the ground he felt something break, and he couldn't breathe through his nose. And then the taste of blood as he coughed getting up. His hand went up to his nose as he touched it, it was tender, and he felt the break, "Son of a bitch....."
His flames went out and he said, "That's IT! I'm DONE! I've had IT! It's yours.... you happy? It's yours, take it. I'm done....." He took a few steps away, busting open a few lockers till he got one with a mirror and looked in it.
Jesus Christ I'm gonna start to look like my father if I do this too much....
His eyes started to water from the break.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Jan 19, 2010 23:22:49 GMT -8
She actually tried to pull out of the attack for the horror of what she knew was coming. He had turned, probably falling right into her trap of thinking she was just going to smack him with the locker door. Now, he was coming straight down at the upcoming locker door and there was literally no way to stop this one from happening.
Shit...
The locker door reverberated in her hands as his face collided with it. As soon as he passed, she tossed it off to the side and scrambled away from Matrim. Oh god, he was going to kill her now wasn't he? Oh crap... She watched him getting up, coughing and touching his nose.
"Son of a bitch....."
Oh that is NOT good... Slowly, she pushed herself up so that she was standing and backed against the wall of lockers behind her. On one hand, she was proud as a pig in shit that she had just actually landed a good blow on him. If his cursing was any indication, combined with that crack she heard, she had just broken his nose. That was new... She was getting good at this. On the other hand, she was completely unprepared to actually WIN. This was supposed to be like any other day. He was supposed to beat her horribly and be done with it. She flinched as the flames went out and he started yelling.
"That's IT! I'm DONE! I've had IT! It's yours.... you happy? It's yours, take it. I'm done....."
... o_____O "I..."
O________o "But..."
She had won? Actually won? He was handing over the title? But.. Now she didn't want it D8 That wasn't a fair win... And she knew she wasn't as strong as him. People would challenge her and she'd lose... D8 "But... I don't want the title Matrim! THAT'S NOT FAIR!" She grabbed another locker door, tearing it off the hinges and whipped it in his general direction in anger. "YOU CAN'T JUST GIVE UP!" D<<<< She pointed at him in anger, all dramatic like. "I REFUSE! YOU CAN KEEP YOUR GODDAMN TITLE!"
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Jan 20, 2010 15:47:12 GMT -8
"I... But... But... I don't want the title Matrim! THAT'S NOT FAIR! YOU CAN'T JUST GIVE UP! I REFUSE! YOU CAN KEEP YOUR GODDAMN TITLE!"
Locker door....
*BANG*
Matrim got hit in the side of the head, causing him to get pushed over and fall to a knee. Once he got up he tried shaking it off to no avail. He finally put his hand up to steady him and turned to her.
"That.. hurt..." He turned and said, "Uhm.... alright then..." He said and then looked around and then started walking off toward the nurses office, his hands being shoved in his pocket as he started whistling, he turned toward Sara and said, "Uhm, you wanna come to the nurse with me? I mean... if you want to know how bad my nose is gonna be and all considering you're the one who's gonna have to kiss this ugly mug."
He grinned, his eyes still teared up from the nose break. Those things always caused that no matter how tough and manly you were.
Can't believe that made her react that way. Maybe I should start doing that every time....
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Jan 20, 2010 20:55:00 GMT -8
The locker she threw at him, hit him in the head. She flinched, not having meant to hit him with it, and ran a hand through her hair in frustration. Goddamn him... UGH! STUPID Matrim! He pushed back to his feet, steadying himself against the lockers. Her hands fisted at her sides. What the HELL was his problem!?
"That.. hurt... Uhm.... alright then..."
She watched him start walking off, whistling to himself. Her jaw dropped open slightly. He was either a very cocky bugger, or she had hit him really hard.
"Uhm, you wanna come to the nurse with me? I mean... if you want to know how bad my nose is gonna be and all considering you're the one who's gonna have to kiss this ugly mug."
She bared her teeth at him. "Don't push me Matrim." She debated attacking him again, but being unsure if he was genuinely disoriented or if he was trying to trick her, she held herself in check. "I can't believe you..." She was all messed up after that, unsure of herself, completely thrown off kilter.
"I... You... SCREW YOU MATRIM!" She pointed at him with as much dramatics as she could muster. She turned away grumbling at him. "You can take your own damn self to the nurses... Stupid jackass..." She turned away and walked slowly down the hall, before suddenly turning back to him. "DON'T THINK THIS IS OVER!"
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Jan 20, 2010 21:30:33 GMT -8
"Don't push me Matrim. I can't believe you... I... You... SCREW YOU MATRIM! You can take your own damn self to the nurses... Stupid jackass... DON'T THINK THIS IS OVER!" She had pointed at him as if she was trying to set in stone that everything in the world was because of him. He, meanwhile, had little idea of what was going on as she turned and suddenly turned back at him to yell the last bit.
"....O.... kay..." He said, and then tilted his head, "Have a nice day, honey!" He said, his eyes smiling along with his face. As soon as she wasn't looking anymore he'd let it happen, he'd let himself fall to the ground and crash, "Oh yeah.... too many hits... to head... left without dodging.... I need to toughen up or she needs to weaken up... either way, that stung like a bitch......"
A student walked by and went to kick Matrim in the stomach, Matrim quickly caught the kick, twisted the ankle till it broke, and then watched as the kid dropped, "Son of a bitch you're faking it!"
"No you're just that weak kid... now if you'll excuse me," Matrim said as he started pulling his way to the nurses office by reaching up and pulling with his right hand, dragging his body across the floor.
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