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Post by akada on Feb 28, 2007 5:32:15 GMT -8
"FUCK YOU!!!"
That got a raise of Hiroko's brow, as that large Senior charged forwards swinging repeatidly as if in a drunken stupor, over and over, and over. According to Hiroko's thoughts this all started because the boy had made a comment about the fact Hiroko was in a suit, and Hiroko had ragged on the boys shitty little baggy white t-shirt and jeans which were so low they showed his ass. Infront of his friends, this was a no go to the boy, thus he had called Hiroko a stupid fuckin bitch. Hiroko had just yawned a bit and socked the boy in the mouth, telling him to watch it when he was talking to faculty. He hadnt hurt the boy, hadnt even drawn a bit of blood when he could have shattered the whole side of his face without an effort. Thats when the boy had said fuck you and charged in. This got Hiroko to dodge repeatidly over and over without bothering to take his hands back out of his pockets.
"When you get tired let me know. " He said and the boy would have kicked him in the side of the leg causing him to rise that other brow up as the other settled, and from that he just brought his own up and kicked the boy in the face, the side of those suit pants were dirty now and a growl uttered from his throat, causing him to grab the boy by the collar and slam him back into the wall. " I am gonna take that dry cleaning bill outta yo ass." He said with a more annoyed then angry tone and began to slam his free fist into that boys face, nice and hard, having little regard for the boys well being. Out of State Mandated Dress Code, Insubordination, Attempted Assualt, Profane Language, Gang Gestures, the boy was a walking violation of the "penial" code. Which didnt piss Hiroko off so much until the boy got his pants dirty. To which he was now done breaking his nose and still punching him.
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Post by Jason Harris on Feb 28, 2007 6:16:23 GMT -8
"Damn!"
The one and only thought that went thorough Dylan's mind as he sat in class witnessing what could only be described as a royal ass kicking. As he sat there though another thought came to mind, it would involve the other students in the class. So as the teacher continued the beating Dylan started asking all the "tough kids."
"Hey lets all gang up on the teacher. Come on if we beat him up it might set some of the others straight so they don't pull this kind of crap all the time."
Sure Dylan seemed to have good intentions with what he said, but he really wanted to take out this teacher as a slap in Asiv's face. To show him he's little prized system wasn't so full proof. But It didn't matter what his intentions were, everyone was to scared to help him take on the teacher.
"This'll be fun."
Rising out of his seat Dylan set a direct challenge to the teacher.
"You've already kicked the kids ass, how about you fight someone that is more then just talk."
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Post by akada on Feb 28, 2007 6:37:06 GMT -8
That large form of his shifted, ever so slightly in a twist and then while still pinning that boy to the wall he kicked his own desk forwards slamming it into the desks in the front row which inturn collided with the next, and forced all of them back a few feet. "Sit your ass down and shut up, I am not in a good mood. " He said and turned back, slamming that fist one more time into the boys head, the concrete wasnt going to give, so the boy did, leaving him to scoff and wipe his hands off on the boys shirt before dropping him down and straightening his suit once more. It was one thing to be insubordinate in another teachers class, but he was not having that shit, especially given the fact he let these little fuckers have all kinds of lead way short of being smart asses. MP3 Players, Talking, Cellphones, Gum, hell, he even let them help plan the lessons going on here, which was not too much of a problem given Home Economics was not meant to be too hard of a class, and then little piss ants like this took what he had and jammed it back at him. He had took that spit on his respect once ,but the minute he disrespected the suit, he took it too far and got his face pounded in. "If your gonna stand up and do something, do something, but be sure once you come up here you have given up all of the things I allow you and your fellow classmates to have in my classroom, and upon trying to hit me you give up rights under the geneva convention meaning I will do any and all things I feel like to you. "
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Post by Jason Harris on Feb 28, 2007 14:36:24 GMT -8
"That has to be the most intelligent threat I've ever heard."
As Dylan thought this he heard all the whispers and such going around, but he decided to just ignore them. That is until someone grabbed a hold of his arm and pulled him down their level. What then came out of the kids mouth made Dylan laugh.
"I swear to god if you even think about hitting him me and everyone else will kick your ass."
"You weren't looking to fight and help your freind out when he was getting beat up, but now you want to fight? You're a little bitch."
Rising up again Dylan started to stare down the teacher. For a while Dylan didn't do or say anything, he was thinking about if he should actually fight the teacher or not. Soon enough though his mind was made up and a smirk.
"You know what teach... FUCK YOU!"
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Post by Mercado on Feb 28, 2007 15:15:56 GMT -8
Yzal let out a little laugh as the boy just shoved the teacher's warning back in his face. Hell, he didn't think that Home Economics would be this fun, to be honest. The beating of first kid, was brutal to say the least, but it was clearly obvious he was asking for it. This kid was too. No one had helped the first guy from getting his face hammered into the wall, but that was just pathetic, thinking that the entire class, save for this kid, was cowering in the corner.
Would he let this kid suffer the same fate as the other boy? Normally yea...he would. But for all the other so called bad-asses in the class to just threaten the boy stand down, well that was just sad. ~'Again...so this is how #259 was huh?'~ Yzal thought to himself as he stood behind the crowd of kids.
Yzal started to push his way toward the front till he was directly behind the boy who was confronting the teacher. "Hey man, well said." Spoke Yzal quietly from behind the boy. It was technically his way of showing his support. He wasn't a guy who put on a show for people, so whenever he did most things, he didn't really announce it.
Stirring up trouble wasn't what Yzal did often, but with all the "Exciting" things going on in this school, someone had to. Yzal grinned from behind the boy as he focused his eyes on the teacher that the boy that cursed out. "Ditto." He said toward the blond teacher while pointing to the boy next to him. Two versus one were definitely better odds right?
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Post by akada on Feb 28, 2007 17:12:15 GMT -8
"Oh?... Two of you then. Good. Looks like I might have some fun today yet, and dont plan on me taking it easy on you. " He would have slipped forwards out of no where and set one of those large boots up onto the desk as he leaned forwards and grabbed up a sharpened Number 2 pencil and held it up, letting the other hand slip down into pocket. "Feel free to pick up anything in the room you want as a weapon. Be sure though you know what your doing, because you wont be going to the infimary, you WILL be going to the hospital, possibly permanently. " He said with a smirk and then would have sent that form of his upwards, kicking off the edge of that desk and sending himself backwards, at the same time that other leg was stretched and locked so it would bend ever so slightly as it collided with the chalk board causing it to crack slightly, while the other foot slamming down broke it to pieces in sending him hurling forwards, flying right at the two, that one arm out and hanging down at his side as if he had some sort of massive sword, that glint in his eyes clear. He wanted some blood, and it seemed like these two were convienent for him now didnt it? A simple motion was all it would take and in closing in that body twisted last moment and legs cocked down, kicking at the desks sending him into a hurl, and that massive leg of his flying around in full circle towards both of them at the same time, he was not playing around from the get go.
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Post by Jason Harris on Mar 4, 2007 5:18:48 GMT -8
"One person..."
Dylan was hoping for more people to help him fight the teacher, but he was take what he got. Besides if the exploding chalkboard hinted anything Dylan was in over his head. The side with more people would usually win, now it was time to see if it was true in this case.
The monster of a man came charging at Dylan and the other boy, it seemed like the teacher wanted destructing fast. Dylan had a different plan though, fight really dirty and use the number to his advantage. As the teacher did his spin Dylan used a nearby desk to jump off of send him toward the teacher. While still flying at the teacher Dylan pulled his leg back he was getting ready to stop the attack. When the teacher would come out of his spin there would hopefully be a nice swift kick planted right in tools of reproduction.
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Post by Mercado on Mar 4, 2007 7:58:14 GMT -8
As soon as the teacher jumped to attack the two boys, Yzal wasn't going to exactly stand there and wait for the attack. The moment the teacher made the aggressive motion, Yzal had already quickly jumped to his left, out of the teacher's range. He didn't even want to find out how powerful a teacher was, especially one that was flying straight at him, with the intent to harm.
When Yzal had dodged to his left, he bumped into a desk on his side. From the desk, dropped a notebook and a kid's carrying case containing several pens,pencils, erasers, and markers. Yzal quickly grabbed a handful of the pens, and stuck them into his pocket, hoping to use them later against the teacher.
As soon, as the teacher would fly by, Yzal would run up behind the man, and quickly try and quickly send a side kick, with his right leg, into the area behind his right knee. If his hit land and actually had a effect, Yzal would follow up, by twisting on his left leg clockwise, to send a Axe kick into the man's left temple.
Getting this man off balance, was important if these two were even going to stand a chance. Besides, it was a test to see just how strong this guy really was.
OOC- If it isn't clear talk to me on MSN.
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Post by Shikei on Mar 4, 2007 8:48:21 GMT -8
"Tsk tsk tsk" The feminine voice sounded from the other side of the commotion as the teacher rushed forward. A girls presence had now become noticeable as she stood now quite close to them, her blue uniform on, a short blue mini skirt, some basic trainers, bare legs and the blue jacket like top that rested neatly on her body just as her brown mid length hair did on it.
"Aggressing a teacher, now thats not right." she remarked with a devious smirk and a smile as the soft sound of a gentle tapping neared them as her feet softly passed over the ground.
Her eyes watched carefully as the student seemed to rush out of the way of the teacher and into a desk followed by the sound of a crash as another students equipment went all over the floor and seemingly straight into the other boys pocket. Her smirk became a somewhat angered and annoyed one, Someone wants to play dirty, stealing as well, bad. She instantly concluded as her arm extended out of sight to return to her wielding that of a meter rule.
Swiftly it became extended as she held it up towards the neck of the boy, glaring down its length as she stared at him and holding it like one would a Katana.
"What do you think your doing." she asked motionlessly.
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Post by Mercado on Mar 4, 2007 9:04:14 GMT -8
Yzal stopped his run instantly the moment he felt the object touch his neck. His eyes glanced over to meet a pair of eyes that belonged to a certain girl he had encountered the other day. The girl didn't move, instead...she simply glared at him with her eyes before actually saying anything.
"What do you think your doing."
That was the question wasn't it? But shouldn't he have been the one asking it?
"You mean what are you doing right?" Yzal said in a low voice directing the question at the girl without moving. His orange eyes mixed with surprise, fear, anger, and confusion. Moving suddenly in this position wasn't the smartest...but waiting there simply made him a target for when the teacher would counter attack. What was this girl thinking stopping him!? What were her intentions...?
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Post by akada on Mar 4, 2007 9:12:01 GMT -8
"Big mistake. "
As that boys leg came up, Hiroko was well aware of the wind brushing past his pants legs, and clamped his thighs down as he landed in a slight knee, the only difference here was that his blow had been transferred, sending his arm to shoot backwards, and then a balled fist being sent flying right down towards the boys knee, and quite frankly, there was practically nothing that could be done to stop him from doing it. He had plans on sending this boy to the hospital, and probably the other boy to. The transfer though left the boys kick to land into Hiroko's back which slightly shifted the blow so it would be aimed right at the boys shin.
The outcome would be slightly different, as if he shattered the boys shin it would heal a hell of alot quicker then if he planted that fist he had been directing right at his knee. After all, shattering a knee not only required recovery of the joint, but also of the disk and the cap that protected the liquid that lay inbetween. It would require two seperate bones, and of course, probably quite a bit of of screws and medical grade glue to hold it together. The shin would at most require a couple of screws and a cast.
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Post by Mercado on Mar 4, 2007 10:19:15 GMT -8
As soon as Yzal's eyes focused back on the fight at hand, he saw Hiroko preparing to bash the boy he said he'd help, leg in. Yzal definitely didn't have time to play with Mutziko today. If the boy lost his leg this early in the fight, Yzal would no doubtedly get raped by this guy.
"Sorry Mutziko, I'll talk to you about it later!" Yzal said quickly while pushing the meter stick away from his neck. He jumped against the desk that he had bumped against, and pushed off of it to intercept Hiroko before his attack would land. Yzal quickly pulled two pens out of his pocket as he held one in each hand planning to use them against the blond teacher.
Yzal held two pens in his hands planning to stab Hiroko in the neck with it if he continued his path toward the boy he aimed to hit. Yzal wasn't sure how Mutziko was reacting to him not even waiting for a answer, but he couldn't think about it now. The fight came first, Mutziko could be handled later....if he was still alive later.
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Post by Shikei on Mar 4, 2007 10:41:35 GMT -8
In an unamused glare at the boy as he pushed the rule away seemingly taking no warning from her he must have either misinterpreted her or simply believed she was supposed to be on his side.
"Sorry Mutziko, I'll talk to you about it later!" The boy said, moving away from her, rebounding off of desk he was originally up against to seemingly gain some height from his move.
"Hmph.. Baka.." she remarked harshly in her native tongue, her wrists rotating slightly accompanied by the open extension of her arms.
The meter rule acting like that of a katana swiftly found its way to the boys knee, its thin edge aimed for the knee cap as he jumped, committing himself to the act he mustn't have expected this from her but at this point he could kiss his knee good bye nicely for now as seeing that he was in the air he wasn't going to avoid the strike to the knee, nor was he going to get anywhere near the teacher. His only destination now was the floor guaranteed.
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Post by Mercado on Mar 4, 2007 16:59:55 GMT -8
Okay Yzal was seriously starting to think about rewriting his policy on how he handled girls. This was starting to be ridiculous. As soon as Yzal he pushed the girl's meter stick away from his neck and started toward the boy whom was in trouble, Mitzuko swiftly brought the stick around toward his knee.
Now Yzal's leg was alot more pain retardant than that, but that didn't mean it didn't have the effect that was intended. With a loud thud, Yzal landed flat on his chest instead of in the air where he had intended. Now like before...Yzal wasn't one to stir bad blood between himself and girls, but she was really pushing his limit
"What the hell is your problem Mitzuko!?" Yzal yelled Angrily at the girl who had brought him to the ground.
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Post by Shikei on Mar 4, 2007 17:07:38 GMT -8
"What the hell is your problem Mitzuko!?" he asked in a angry tone, though before answering him she re-aligned the meter rule to her right hand side as she then looked at him down on the ground. "Its not me that has the problem. You should refrain from picking fights with staff, you know that. Its school rules." she remarked, her head tilting as she looked down at him, her dark side showing through quite a lot at this point."Now I'd suggest you leave before the teacher finishes up with the other guy and turns to you... it would be... in your best interests to say the least" she said, sharply, definite and with an official yet certain tone of reason. Her eyes seemed to show next to no emotion for the grounded boy, even though that which he had shown her previously she looked at him with concerning eyes.
"Still... think I'm Kuwaii?" she asked hesitantly though strongly through it afterwards.
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