Oiling the Gears of Combat(Mitsuki)

[Keith]

It's been about two months so far and Keith hadn't had a good spar in. When you practice and fight, you have to do it a lot. Like making sure each part is working properly. You don't keep up, parts are going to fail. It's the same thing with the human body. You have to keep training, keep conditioning, and nurturing your own body. Especially if your body is meant for fighting.

Which was the case with Keith. School was out for the day and Keith decided to use the gymnasium to get some practice in. He was practicing on a punching bag to get some good punches in. Keith needed to shed the "rust off the metal." That's what Keith was going to do.

His long black hair was tied back in a ponytail to avoid having strands getting in his eyes and blocking his sight. He couldn't wait to cut the hair. But he'd let his hair grow some more. His beard was pretty annoying, too. But he was dealing with it. Keith was dressed in his casual clothing that consisted of black leather pants, black leather work boots, a black belt with silver belt-buckle, a tight-fit black t-shirt, black gloves, and black shades over his eyes.

Keith didn't like bright lights that much which was why he kept shades over his eyes. With a deep breath, Keith exhaled throwing a hard roundhouse kick to the bag and hitting the mid-level area of it. He would bring the leg back and strike again with another hard roundhouse kick.

Quickly, he brought the right leg back and shot the left leg forward in a fast spin kick and would then follow up with a hard spinning hook kick with the right leg. A punching bag would do temporarily. He needed a sparring partner.

[Mitsuki Park]

Jab left, right, duck. Jab left, right duck, swipe, jab left, repeat process... Jab left, right duck, duck and punch. Repeat process...

At the gymnasium, a girl with red hair pulled up in a high ponytail would be found, a blindfold around her eyes. Why? To sharpen her other senses. She knew for a fact that when one sense is blocked, than the others are heightened - and she knew that it was a fact because they were discussing this in psychology. She's done this before - blindfold training, once or twice. No biggie.

So there she was, by herself on the gymnastics floor, where the beams, high bars, and vaults were moved out of the way so Mitsuki doesn't injur herself. At first, she started coughing because of the dust on the equipment, but eventually brought herself back together. Starting off by standing in the center of the room, she closed her eyes and took ten steps forward, then opened them and examined where she was. She did the same backwards and side to side before going back to the center and pulled on the black blindfold. She was wearing long black sweats and a black beater with a short sleeved hoodie over it, along with her black studded gloves. The mask was put off to the side with her backpack, where extra clothes and homework would lie.

In the next room, there would be the "part two" of the gymnasium - where the punching bags were and such. She heard light clinks, so she knew someone was in there, but best not bother them, right?

Imagining as if there were a person actually in front of her, she sent a nice, powerful side-kick, followed by two jabs.

[Keith]

Keith assaulted the bag with a hard left jab followed by a hard right cross. The only thing is that a punching bag doesn't punch back. It got boring after awhile. However, punching bags were pretty damn fun to use and abuse. Pulling his right fist back, Keith threw his left first forward and threw five fast and hard punches to the side of the bag pretending to be the rib area. You can throw one to two punches in a second.

That's what speed bag training and drills are for. Drills are about 3-5 minutes log. You basically punch and kick the bag for that amount of time because 3-5 minutes is about the time limit for a round. You can get exhausted in about 3 rounds, especially rounds that last for up to 5 minutes each. So Keith couldn't complain about the bag training.

Coolly, Keith closed his eyes and threw a hard right uppercut to the bag. He would retract his fist and rapidly punch the bag upwards with such power and violence. Retracting it further, Keith would bring his fist and shoot it upwards for a more violent and destructive uppercut. The sounds were pretty unsavory to hear. Keith would have to bring music next time.

As the punching bag swung back, Keith would jump up, spin his body in a 720 degree motion and slam the heel of his right foot against the punching back. The speed and force of the attack would cause the chain to break off its hinge and fly in some random direction.

Keith would land on his feet and take a knee.

That was a bit too much...

[Mitsuki Park]

Clink!!![/i]

Coming to a halt, her head cocked a bit to the side, turning in the direction where the noise came from. Her right hand traveled slowly to the back of her head, and untied the blindfold, pulling it off. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the light, and once it did, the first thing she did was walk towards...the punching bag lying on the ground. Staring at the bag for a moment, she brought herself to grab onto the end of the bag, and began to drag it back to the room next door. Brushing back her bangs behind her ears, the young school captain was able to drag the hunk of sand into the room and lean it against the wall. Dusting herself off, she gave a quiet, inaudible sigh.

About to turn and leave, she noticed something - or someone - on their knee. Pft. Well, obviously someone had to be here to knock this off the chains. And seeing how he's the only guy here, she assumed it was him. She's never seen him around before, but then again, there are a lot of people she hasn't seen in this school because it's so freaking big...that, and because of all the transfers they've been taking in lately. It was odd how they decided to come to 259, considering that it isn't the best on the block. But hey, it beats #260, right? Right.

Going back to the guy... Eh. What was there to do? Walk out and pretend she didn't see him? Politely ask for him to fix the punching bag? Or perhaps... A spar, even? Hm, well, she did feel like having a simple fight. Maybe she'll put on her blindfold to sharpen her senses, so she'll be ready for the next time her brother throws a fork at her. Maybe he could help.

But 259 being 259... It wasn't very easy to tell who if someone was nice or cold-hearted. Mitsuki..being, well, Mitsuki, was one of those people. Talking with a dull, expressionless tone, while her face itself was also lacking emotion, it was difficult to tell if she was a friend of a foe. And of course... Her sarcasm doesn't really sound like sarcasm either.

"...up for a simple spar?"

Hope he got what she meant by simple, since she would practically be breaking her own rule if it was an all out fight. As long as he knew the limits of a spar...[/color]

[Keith]

"...up for a simple spar?"

"Hmm?"

Keith turned and faced a young red-haired Asian girl. After hearing that rhetorical question, it seemed that Keith's prayers had been answered. He looked at the punching bag that leaned against the side of the wall. Seemed that she dragged it into the room.

He felt bad. But then again, stuff like that could easily be fixed. Just takes some time and skill. They should make better punching bags next time. Coolly and calmly, Keith nodded to the girl.

"Sorry about the bag. I got a tad bit carried away," Keith said in his English accent. Yes, Asians that immigrate from Hong Kong tend to have English accents. He took a sigh and laughed it up a bit.

"For a spar, sure. I do not mind a spar, one bit," Keith answered. He needed as much fight practice as he could get in.

[Mitsuki Park]

"'Tis fine."

She replied, her voice monotonous as she walked towards the opposite side of him. It wasn't very spacious in this room, mind you, because of all the equipment, but if the equipment were moved away, it'd be quite the sparring room.

The bandana still in her hand, she slipped it into her back pocket and tightened her gloves on her hand as she merely stood there in no position. Arms relaxed by her sides, dangling, her feet shoulder width apart, her mucles that were once tense, now loose. Her eyes blinked once as she analyzed his figure. She knew almost immediately that he was - obviously - taller than her, but mind you, there are also advantages in being short.

Mitsuki kept in mind of the consequences if she lost this match. She would lose her title, and gain the "ex-captain" title - if he wasn't a transfer. If he was, than this was just another spar, just another game, just another loss, win, or tie.

She would wait for him to get ready, then speak for herself. She wasn't too keen on the "lady's first" idea, seeing that it was a tad bit sexist. Nor was she too keen on the saying, "never hit a lady", or something along the lines, but, whatever. She isn't one to encourage violence - just stop it. That was her job, was it not?

"Your move."

[Keith]

"Your move."

It would seem that it would be Keith's move first. As soon as the girl said those words, Keith didn't hesitate. He just rushed at the young girl with all of his speed. Since he's worked so hard to become much faster, might as well use it.

As he rushed towards the redhaired girl, Keith would jump forward. With his speed, Keith should get close enough to his opponent. Should that be the case, Keith would quickly wrap his legs around her head for a tightly locked Flying Head Scissors.

Yes, the follow up would be the Flying Head Scissors Takedown. Which is a very popular throwing technique in professional wrestling. And it happened to be one of Keith's favorite moves to use on an opponent. Should the Flying Head Scissors Takedown be executed, Keith should be able to take his opponent to the ground.

Normally, the attack would release the hold. But not Keith, because he had something else planned if he could execute the takedown. Should the attack succeed, Keith would keep his legs locked around her neck as a follow up and execute a Neck Scissors Choke.

The Flying Head Scissors Takedown to Neck Scissors Choke was one of the most perfect throw to choke combinations ever. From there, Keith would tightly wrap his legs around her neck and cut off the air circulation and press his hands on the floor to give himself as much leverage as he can get.

[Mitsuki Park]

Now this is where Reita's training pays off. She wasn't caught off guard when she saw him coming towards her right after she finished - Reita did the same thing, only replace the guy himself with a metal fork. He chucked a metal fork in her direction with so much force, it took a while to get it out of the wall. Now just think what would've happened if she didn't see that coming. Yeah. Ouch. Especially if you think that the fork may have hit right on the eye lid and dug deep into your eyeball, like some child forking a meatball and digging against it to...

Right. You get the point.

Anywho... She didn't necessarily see his move a mile away, but she sure jumped off to the side when she saw his feet not where it's supposed to be - on the ground. Yeah, what would you do when you see a pair of feet flying towards your face? Tch, Mitsuki did what most people would do - jump off to the side..but, she would jump in such a manner that she would land on her left foot, spin the second she landed and slam her foot into his chest before he would have the chance to land. Now, the first thing she learned about this guy is that he is extremely fast. It took Mitsuki way more effort than usual just to get out of his attack.

Now, if he grabbed her foot, she would push off with her left and snap kick him right under the chin. If he merely brushed off to the side, she'd jump up with her left, spin, land on her right and slam her left foot into him. If he got hit, than did one of the following...then the same thing. But if he got out of attacking distance, she'd pull back, and wait for something to happen...if everything went according to plan.

[Keith]

For a moment, Keith thought he could take this girl down in just one move. But it didn't happen. The girl somewhat had the right idea by dodging his attack. Aerial attacks are by far the riskiest attacks. You could injure yourself. If you miss, you leave yourself open for a counter attack. Keep in mind, Keith hadn't been in a fight for a few months.

He had one fight upon going to 259, against the homosexual Nazi. But Keith effortlessly dislocated the poor boy's left arm. But he got what he deserved. However, this was just a spar. Keith had no reason to do any serious damage to the girl. So, he would just take the spar in stride.

Scenario two was the one that played as Keith was about to land. There, he took a right foot to the chest area. It was pretty well played on the girl's part.

Well played...well played...

What the girl did was smart and intelligent. However, Keith had more aces up his sleeve. He would use his speed and knowledge more than strength in this match. As the kick connected, Keith would give the girl another surprise. With his left arm, Keith would quickly wrap it around her right ankle and keep it tight just in case she tried to fight her way free.

From there, Keith would shoot his legs up and tightly wrap them around her right leg scissor locking it. That meant, Keith didn't have any legs to stand on. A risk Keith would happily take. He would allow himself to land on the ground with his upper back to cushion the shock of the impact.

From there, Keith would apply pressure to her right ankle with an Ankle Lock.

[Mitsuki Park]

Okay - so...right leg is currently in a lock where the guy is applying pressure to her ankle. Her left leg is currently free from anything, and her arms are also...well, free. So why would he choose this attack, out of all the other combinations that he might know of, where her arms and one of her legs are still...free? Did he know how much damage she could do? Perhaps he underestimated her flexibility to twist in such an unnatural manner? Whatever the case, it was his mistake. Yeah, the pressure put on her ankle sort of hurt, but that would be nothing compared to what she planned on doing to him. Of course...just with not so much power.

With her free leg - her left leg - she would lean on her right side and press her foot under his chin, a little above his neck, where if pressure is applied...it would undoubtedly hurt. Now, she would only apply as much pressure to get him to let go. If he didn't, then she would press harder. If he simply moved his head back, then his grip on her ankle would weaken - hopefully - and using that time, she'd pull back her leg and roll slightly to keep him in something called "a neck scissors choke", revised. Having done this before to Jyo, her ankles would be tightly wrapped around his neck, her body far away from his legs. If his grip didn't weaken, she'd press down on the center of his throat, and that's where it all comes down to how long the both could stand the pain, unless a draw is offered.

Though... This guy seemed smarter than he let on. So maybe her little plan wouldn't go according to what she thought of at all.

OOC: Oh, shoot... If you have any questions, feel free to PM me.

[Keith]

OOC: I think I got it.

She was tough. That was a good quality. As expected, the girl would fight back. You always have to fight back. Especially when you're in a hold such as this. However, with submissions you can flow from one to another with ease. Which is why various wrestling and grappling styles compliment each other. Most of them have a good amount of the same techniques and then some.

From the ankle lock, Keith knew how to flow to another submission. Yeah, the kick to the chin hurt. He could see what she was trying to do to him. The fight wasn't going to end this quickly.

Would Keith let go?

No. Instead, Keith had another ace up his sleeve. Still holding the girl's right ankle/leg, Keith would do this: he would bend that leg sideways behind one of his legs. Since the girl was kicking at his neck/chin, it would be pretty convenient for Keith to do the next step, bend that same right leg on top her left leg.

Speed was the key and Keith was going to do this as fast as he could. The end result should be "4" with the girl's own legs. Should that be the case, her left leg should be the straight leg and Keith would quickly grab onto that. The bent leg should be secured with Keith's free leg on top of it.

The end result should be a Figure-4 Leg Lock. Should the Figure-4 connect, Keith would apply a hell of a lot of pressure to the girl's legs. With grappling, one can easily flow from Sambo to Judo to Aikido to Wrestling to Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, etc.

[Mitsuki Park]

OOC: PM me if I got something wrong.

Well, here's a good thing - Mitsuki still had two arms left to use. Bad thing - her legs are stuck in a lock which this anonymous guy has expertly done. Now, mind you, his foot would be securely tightened around hers, although his ankle would be within reaching distance - no doubt - from her arms. She would grab his ankle and keep a firm grip on it, her fingers slipping under his leather pants so her fingertips were actually touching his flesh around the ankle. Swiftly, she would move them and press at a pressure point right where his anterior and posterior tibiala was. She would press lightly against it first, then gradually add pressure, thus shutting off most of the blood flow to the pressed part. Yeah, this would cause pain quite a bit... And now we wait it out. Though, she had to admit, the pressure on both her ankles hurt, but the pressure put onto his ankles would soon be equivilent to what she's feeling, not even within thirty seconds.

[Keith]

OOC: I think I'm good.

Still not giving up, huh?

As Keith continued applying pressure to his female opponent, he could feel her attempt to dig underneath his pant legs trying to poke at his flesh. Of course there are pressure points in that area, a few good ones. However, Keith wasn't barefoot. While he was practicing, Keith was wearing shoes. Black work boots to be exact which were nicely tucked inside his pant legs.

The boots were nice and comfortable. It's something that Keith had learned when fighting. Always wear any sort of protective clothing. In a street fight, you could end up stepping on glass, pins, needles, and other unsavory things if you fight barefoot. Such situations, it's neccessary to wear shoes. In Keith's case, boots.

If she tried to attempt to strike his nerves. She would have to undo his shoes. But Keith had made sure those boots were nicely strapped on. He didn't want anybody taking his boots and running off with them. Keith could see that his opponent was in pain.

All Keith would have to do is continue applying pressure to both of her legs with the Figure-4. Just keep applying stress and pressure to his opponent's legs.

[Mitsuki Park]

Sh-t... Though I must say, wearing boots in combat does have it's pros and cons...

Okay - by now, Mitsuki would be going through some sort of pain - the kind where it feels like her ankle would snap any minute. Alright - whatever. If she couldn't get his ankle, she might as well just paralyze both his legs. Letting go of his ankle, she spent no time hesitating - well, no duh. She's in pain, for Pete's sake. His boots can't really save him from getting hit in another area for a pressure point - the popliteala, an area around his knees. Sure, he has leather pants, but that won't absorb all the strength she has to give him. He wouldn't feel a thing if she did it right - his leg would go numb, and then it would be completely useless for him to use.

So, without hesitation, she would strike his popliteala at a certain angle between 0-90 degrees, and would apply as much strength as she would to cut a really big watermelon with a medium sized butcher knife. It would be quick and swift; once his leg was nulled, she would automatically retreave her leg and push back away from him, giving the two both time. His leg would be paralyzed for at least an hour; if he wanted feeling back in his leg less than 45 minutes or so, he shouldn't wiggle around and just let it lay flat, and have someone massage his leg, which Mitsuki would do later on if it went according to plan.

Though, she must say, she certainly realized that he was actually quite a fighter. If it weren't for her fight against her brother - quite a serious fight that happened two or so years ago, actually - she wouldn't known about pressure points. And if she didn't know about pressure points, she would be stuck in that position. Truth is, her style of fighting is all very non-original. Pressure points was something she took from her brother, breakdance-fighting had always been taken from a movie... In a way, you could say she's a copy cat. Taking ones moves from another, and using it as her own.

[Keith]

Being familiar with pressure points himself, there was only one thing Keith could do. And no, it wasn't to give up the fight. Quickly, Keith would rotate his body to the side where he would lay on his stomach. At the same time, his opponent should be pulled onto her stomach along with him. That was the only way to get out of the Figure-4.

Keith would feel the tension being brought up on his legs. If the Figure-4 was countered in that fashion, the straing would be put on Keith and not his opponent. However, it was the only to avoid getting hit in the pressure points. But it's better to feel a bit of pain instead of getting hit in a pressure point in the leg.

Should Keith be able to do this, he would release his opponent from the Figure-4 and roll forward to create distance been themselves.