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Post by ubersex on Mar 6, 2007 20:39:22 GMT -8
Sevren would pull the boy to his feet with ease. He was a lot stronger then most would expect. Thats probably where most people went wrong. Underestimating him because of his size. Even though he was only 5 feet, 6 inches tall. He could dish out more damage, and take more damage then most others could.
You don't have to rub it in....
"I know I don't HAVE to rub it in.. I just felt like it.."
Sevren's smirk turned intoa small smile as his left hand went around to pat the kid gently on his left shoulder. Sevren wasn't always an asshole. Or a trouble-maker. Most of the time actually, he was a nice guy. Though many people wouldn't know it, as they usually caught him at the wrong time. Another thing, is that Sevren rarely held ill feelings toward the people he fought. Hell, he didn't know most of the ones he fought. He just simply attacked them, without asking any questions. With no reguard to how strong they were, how fast they were. He didn't care. Maybe thats why he was successful. He would do anything in his power to win. He loved to win.. No really.. I LOVED to win. And he was sure he would rub it in this boys face a few more times. For shits and giggles.
"So whats your name, kid?"
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Post by Mercado on Mar 6, 2007 20:48:57 GMT -8
"I know I don't HAVE to rub it in.. I just felt like it.."
Oh ya....this kid was just further proving how much of a asshole he really was. Yzal shrugged off the thought as the boy helped him up. Now that Yzal had a good look at the kid, Yzal was actually taller than him. It didn't bother him about the Boy's height too much though. This kid was definitely someone he couldn't beat....yet. But that was unimportant now. Yzal got his ass kicked, and that was all fine and dandy, but he had a feeling this boy wouldn't let it go...espicially because of his last comment.
"So whats your name, kid?"
"Eh, just call me Corletto." He said matter of factly to the boy. He didn't feel like telling the boy his first name. Maybe it was out of spite for losing. Eh...he didn't know. "And yours is....?"
Actually Yzal was more curious about the boy then he probably let on. Considering how strong he was, he was curious at how the boy attained it.
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Post by ubersex on Mar 6, 2007 21:06:17 GMT -8
"Eh, just call me Corletto."
Sevren simply stared at the boy for a bit more. He almost felt like making a comment, about how utterly gay and feminine it sounded. But he wouldn't. He would give a simple nod or two, and then his ears would pick up a few more words.
"And yours is....?"
"Eh, just call me Sevren.."
It was almost said in exactly the same tone the boy had said it in. Slightly mocking, though he wasn't sure if the boy would pick it up. He knew he was being an asshole. He knew it, and he didn't care. He was free spirited, and did what he wanted, when he wanted, where he wanted to do it. He wouldn't change just because this boy didn't like how he acted.
"How'd that floor feel?"
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Post by Mercado on Mar 6, 2007 21:22:58 GMT -8
"Eh, just call me Sevren.."
~Sevren...?~
Well...he'd never heard that name before, but eh. To each their own right? As Yzal was about to say something to the boy, the boy suddenly cut him off and Yzal's left eye twitched slightly when he heard what the boy said.
"How'd that floor feel?"
"Fine actually, except for the whole getting slammed into it ordeal, but other then that, just fine." He spoke toward the boy, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Just cause this boy had totally destroyed Yzal, didn't mean much... It just further motivated Yzal to get stronger.
"You owe me lunch by the way man." Yzal said innocently toward the boy. That was the second reason Yzal was holding up his sign, because written under all the other writing in ultra tiny font was...
The challenger of the second party (Sevren), must pay all fees of lunch to the first party (Yzal)
It was obvious. If the boy hadn't seen it, well he was blind. That was the only explanation. Its not like Yzal didn't want people to see it...soughta.
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Post by ubersex on Mar 7, 2007 13:47:26 GMT -8
Fine actually, except for the whole getting slammed into it ordeal, but other then that, just fine.
"It couldn't have hurt that bad! I mean.. Geez. It's wasn't like it was solid ground.."
Shrugging it off. He simply gazed at the boy for a bit. He wasn't sure why he was still talking to him exactly. He assumed it was just to pass the time. After all, people were still staring and mumbled about the fight these two had just had. Wondering if Sevren and Corletto would be going at it again. Sevren himself was surprised that no type of authority had picked up on their fight so far.
You owe me lunch by the way man.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa.. Just because I kicked your ass, I have to buy you lunch?"
That smirk ever-present, he stared at the boy. His arms would lift and rest just below his chest, crossing as his emerald orbs continued to study the boy he had just pulverized. Wondering if he was just thinking of some way to get back at Sevren for beating him. Either way, he was sure they would fight again at some point. Who knew, maybe the next fight wouldn't turn out the same way.
"Thats some major bullshit right there.."
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Post by Mercado on Mar 7, 2007 13:59:44 GMT -8
Yzal dimmed his eyes as he looked at the boy as if he was missing the point here. "You didn't look at the fine print huh?" Yzal looked at the boy with a raised eye brow before he let out a sigh, and pointed to the sign that was still hanging where Yzal had hung it up.
"It right there if you look. The challenger has to buy me lunch regardless of win or loss." Yzal said with a small grin. "So fork over the cash mah friend" The same small grin, now a beaming smile. Yzal wasn't sleeping cause he was really tired, he was rather hungry, and he thought, that a way to get some money would be to fight for it. "I gave you a fight, now you owe me some food man!"
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Post by ubersex on Mar 7, 2007 14:09:56 GMT -8
You didn't look at the fine print huh?
Sevren's eyebrows raised when the boy had poke of 'fine print'. He would soon follow the boys point to the sign which he had only glanced at before fighting. He would have to squint really hard to read the letters, but they were definitely there.
It right there if you look. The challenger has to buy me lunch regardless of win or loss.
"Haha.."
So fork over the cash mah friend
"And what happens if I don't fork over the cash? What are you going to do? Kick my ass?"
He would simply continued to smile as he rolled his eyes at the thought. He was sure this boy couldn't be feeling great. Hell, had he been slammed into the ground like that, it was entirely possible he would be fucked up from it too. He was sure if the kid attempted to pick a fight with him this time, he would be taken down even easier then before. And if he did, Sevren wouldn't simply stop as he had before.
"..Don't make me laugh.."
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Post by Mercado on Mar 7, 2007 15:16:33 GMT -8
Yzal continued to smile at the boy as the kid went on about what Yzal would do if he didn't pay. Yzal wasn't worried. He'd get the money regardless. While the boy was talking, Yzal quickly slipped into the kid's pocket and grabbed his wallet.
"I'll just hold onto this kay?" Yzal said still smiling at the kid while holding the wallet up to show Sevren. Plan B was always a better plan. Yzal didn't know why he never went with it first. Yzal made sure that he would jump back just in case the boy reached out to grab him. He definitely couldn't take another beating like that, but he was still fully capable of running away.
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Post by ubersex on Mar 7, 2007 15:22:40 GMT -8
I'll just hold onto this kay?
Sevren simply smirked. As gay as the boy was for sticking his hands into Sevren's pockets, he simply laughed. For he had done it in vain. There was nothing in the wallet. No money anyways. There was a simple school id, and a few random pieces of paper tucked inside. With a small shrug, Sevren's voice would soon be heard.
"Go for it dude.. Though I don't think you'll find anyone worthwhile inside.."
Yeah. Sevren wasn't one of those people that kept their money in their wallet. He tucked it into his sock, deep in his shoes. Though this boy wouldn't know it. Nor did he care to tell. After all, he wasn't a rich kid. It's not like he had much money on his body anyways. One again he decided he would speak.
"Sorry Dude, just doesn't seem like lady luck is on your side today.."
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Post by Mercado on Mar 7, 2007 15:43:15 GMT -8
Yzal merely shrugged at the boy who had said he didn't have a cent in his pocket and went up to the lunch counter. He gave the lunch lady one of those smiles you would when you trying to seem completely innocent. He didn't need money, the kid's ID was enough.
"Ya, can i get a two burgers?"
The woman turned around and quickly prepared two before placing the delicious foodstuffs on the counter.
"seven dollars please" She said sharply while holding her hand out to the raven haired boy.
"Well... ya see..." Yzal started off taking the boy's wallet out of his pocket and pulling out the kid's ID. "...that boy over there..." Placing the boy's student ID in the lady's hand, " he's paying. He said to order them and that he'll pay when you called him for the money. Just call him and he'll pick up the tab." Yzal wasn't sure if she'd completely buy the story, so he figured a little sucking up couldn't hurt."He said to show his ID and you'd okay everything because your one of the kindest lunch ladies that work here."
Flattery got you everywhere, but it didn't seem to work on this woman...
Yzal didn't even wait for the woman's response as he grabbed the two burgers and tossed one at the kid.
Yzal slowly started to make his way toward the door of the cafeteria before yelling to the kid. "Thanks man! And Don't worry about it too much man, lunch is on me!"
Yzal couldn't help but slightly laugh as he made his way through the various aisles. Lunchroom food was garbage by Yzal's standards, but when your hungry, your hungry. So just for today, he'd make due with what he could get.
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The lunch lady watched the boy who'd order leave the other kid's ID and wallet on the counter. He didn't pay, but someone surely had to.
"Excuse me." Said the lady matter of factly to the slightly shorter boy that stood a good several feet away from the counter. "Your paying for this food right, because someone has to pay?"
OOC- Yzal! Exit, stage right! XD
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Post by ubersex on Mar 7, 2007 15:53:08 GMT -8
He laughed a bit. The boy thought that pulling that shit would get him to pick up lunch anyways? The burger the boy had thrown at him would simply drop to his feet. He didn't want the burger. After all, he had already ate, and he wouldn't eat that food anyways. He would rather eat healthy. Afterall, he was good to his body. His body was his weapon, and he would keep it in shape the best as he could.
Excuse me. Your paying for this food right, because someone has to pay?
"Sorry.. I had no part in that ma'am.. That kid totally played you. Go after him if you care so much about getting your money.."
And with those simple words, he would turn and make his way toward the exit. He didn't care if the lady attempted to catch him. He would be long gone before she could. And he doubted any teacher would come after him for such a small thing. After all, they had much bigger fish to fry. Simply humming a tune, he made his way toward class. The lunchbell would ring, and the crowds of students would merge with him, and he would disappear from sight.
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