Ding Ding Ding~ (Sevren)

[saito]

"Oh my, what a mess I've made..."

-- The fingers on my right hand scratched the back of my neck as serpentine eyes stared calmly at the few drops of blood on the flood. No, it wasn't my blood. Rather it belonged to the boy who could be heard running down the hall, hand covering his nose, eyes tearing. Hey, he struck first. All I did was bop him on the nose. Hard.

-- Sadly, I had expected a decent spar or a fight to answer one of my lingering questions:

How DO the students here compare to those at 552?

-- But alas, my opponent turned out to be a just balloon full of hot air. Easily popped. I just readjusted my glasses and sighed.

[ubersex]

Sevren had turned the corner, into the hallway just as a boy ran by, hand covering his face as he cried his way toward the infirmary. he laughed slightly as he turned to watch the boy pass. He wondered exactly what had happened. The thought of a fight caused himt o turna nd look down the hallway, where he had come. Sure enough, there were many students about, amny murmering about what had just happened. But no one really caught his eye, at first anyways.

Then those emerald orbs of his caught sight of an older boy. One he had never seen before, from where he was standing, over a small puddle of blood, he assumed that he was probably the cause of the crimson liquid being spilled. Obviously, this caused Sevren's curiousity to rise. The possibility that the older looking boy wanted to fight someone was definitely a reason for him to approach him. He wanted a fight himself. He wanted that feeling he always got. He was addicted to it. A slave to adrenaline. And he would get it any way he could.

He would begin to make his way toward Saito. Each footstep making a small sound, which wouldn't reach the ears of anyone, for the simple fact that the hallway was relatively crowded, and loud. Now he could obviously approach it one of two ways, simply ask for a fight. Or he could just give the boy a fight, whether he wanted one or not.

A smirk locked upon his face as he picked up pace, dodging by students as he made his way toward the silver-haired opponent of his. He didn't know how strong, fast or skilled this kid was. Nor did he care. Just as he had fought Hiroko, he would fight this person. He knew it wasn't smart, as from time to time, his body still ached from the blows he had recieved from the massive teacher, but he wanted to fight. And he would get what he wanted.

As he approached the boy from behind, his Savants would grip the ground, and allow him to propell his body foreword, faster then he normally could. And once he felt he was within range, he would leap. Yes, he would take it to the air, which wasn't a smart move when facing an opponent, but he was hoping since the boy wasn't facing him at this time, and he didn't know he was coming, he would be able to successfully land it.

His body would have turned slightly to the left, so that his right side was facing Saito's back. His right leg would have been extended, heel first, while his left leg remained bent slightly, though it was also extended. His left arm was held below him, while his right curled slightly by it's respective side. He aimed to slam his right heel against saito's back, allowing his left to straightena nd dig it's heel into the boy as well. An odd little dropkick. But a dropkick none-the-less.

Please, please, please! Make this interesting!

[saito]

"!"

-- Yes, the realization came a tad too late. When there are so many students in the hallway, at least one of them is bound to have a loud mouth. And according to the crescendo in voices, someone was charging... And apparently jumping, or something of the like. I turned towards the commotion, just in time to see a foot. With no time to move out of the way, all I could do was let my left arm do its best to block, while my right fist braced it, and lessen the impact of the kick. Bending the left arm at the elbow at the elbow and pushing out just the tiniest bit to push the kick away, the block would be successful in diverting the kick's power, btu not successful in preventing me from stumbling back. It did however, give me enough time to gain my composure back from the sneak attack.

"Cheap Shot..."

-- Serpentine eyes narrowed, and My fists clenched tighter. I slid my left leg back, and brought my fists up to complete the proper stance I needed to take. This student was stronger than the coward I had taken on briefly before. Looked like my question was going to get answered after all.

[ubersex]

Sevren swore under his breath at the simple fact that the students around him were a bunch of fucking retards. They ALWAYS had to ruin things. And though he was slightly agitated now. He wouldn't let it cloud his mind. No, he knew from the blow the older opponent of his had just pulled off with such little time to react, he would need to keep his head in the game. He was sure he was up for a good fight once again. Maybe even at the level of which he had received when he fought Hiroko.

The boy's block had been pulled off perfectly, and Sevren would soon feel himself forced backwards in the air. He was just glad he had a good senses of how he had to land, and how to keep himself balanced. After all, parkour being a major part of his life, he knew how to land and keep his balance when he needed to. His legs had bent in the air as he had thrown his upper body backwards a bit so that when his feet touched the ground, he he could roll them back onto his heels and his body would roll backwards, head tucked as he performed the rather flawless roll backwards and right back onto his feet.

His emerald eyes would narrow just as the other boys had. He watched him take on some kind of stance. That smirk took form as he did so. Most people he fought never bothered to take up a stance of any kind. He believed that this fight would be different then most he had taken part in. He was sure he would have fun this time around, win or lose.

Feeling obligated to do so himself, his right side would soon turn to face the boy, his right arm would be extended just a bit, bent at the elbow slightly, his left arm lifting from that side and bending in-front of his chest, then bobbing up toward his neck, then dropping toward his abdomen. His knees bent slightly as he stared toward the boy he had attempted to attack from behind. There wouldn't be any aggressive movements from this kid right now. Now, he would simply stand there and trade stares with the other boy until he did something. After all, he wanted a taste of what his opponent was serving. He needed to gauge him in some way after all.

[saito]

-- It seemed as if nothing was going to happen until I attacked. Bad luck on my part, seeing as was more of a defensive player. I rarely went on the offensive, so… yeah. Well, let’s get some obstacles out of the way first. The spectacles were removed from my face and stuffed into my pocket with my right hand. The action was quick, and my eyes never left the boy… Just in case. And since my vision was border line, the momentary loss of the glasses would not affect my performance.

-- Let’s see, how should we start this one off? So far all I knew was he could hit hard. That’s not much to go on. I needed to get a quick feel for how he fought, and make adjustments to my style from there. After all, I was mostly a counter attacker. I had to have an idea what he would be throwing at me.

Let the games begin, then.

-- Right foot forward, I’d slide towards my opponent and then step forward with my left, switching my feet and advancing at once. All done quickly in an attempt to test his reaction time and ability to read movements, I cocked my right arm, making it look like I was going to take a good swing at his head while my left arm remained on guard, ready to block again. Immediately sliding forward again, continuing the non stop foot work, I’d launch a low, quickly snapped side kick at the area just below his right knee cap to throw him off balance. If my little deception worked, great. If it didn’t, I always had a back up plan ready to go at like *snap* that.

[ubersex]

Sevren watched as the older boy had gotten t he hint, and then took his glasses off. Sevren still wasn't going to run in for the kill, he may not follow many rules while fighting, but still, it just didn't seem right. Besides, from the hesitation of not attacking right away after Sevren had surprised him, he assumed his opponent would be more of a defensive fighter. Good in a way, and bad in another. He knew he would have to be careful with the way he attacked, or else he could open up a huge arsenal of options to his opponent if the guy was truly a defensive fighter. He already got the sense that this boy knew what he was doing. Now it was time to tell.

He was fast. That was obvious when he had pulled the block off. He was sure his reaction time was just as good. So this would be even harder to get the strikes that Sevren wanted to get, in. And when his opponent began movement, and started to switch up legs, Sevren believed he knew what relative style this kid was using. Tae-kwon-do. Or at least he had practiced it at some point. Seeing as the style seemed to switch up legs often. Having studied the style by himself from time to time, he hoped he was prepared to try and avoid or counter his opponents attack.

And as the boy moved in, Sevren would slowly allow his own body to move backwards, his guard still up as well. The only reason he moved backwards, was to gain a sense of just how fast this boy was. And the pace he was coming in. He knew he had to be careful, and watch the legs. But he also knew that could be a distraction to upon him up for even more attacks from the boy's hands.

And as his opponent came near, Sevren's emerald green orbs would be locked upon the boy's midsection. It gave a decent view of both the boy's top half, and his lower half. Also, watching the mid section could easily allow him to tell what his opponent planned on doing. As his body would move in a specific manner if he planned on punching, or if he planned on kicking.

And thats when he saw the tell-tale signs of an attack. And even though the boy was moving foreword at a rather quick pace, Sevren felt he had it figured out. When the punch came his way, he acted quickly. He could have attempted a grapple, or to strike the boy's open side. But he felt it might be too risky at this time. Instead he would play it safe, allowing his body to hunch slightly, and he would duck under the swinging arm, allowing his body to slide at an angle backwards and to the left.

His eyes would have lowered a bit, as he ducked, and thats when he would have seen the incoming kick. As surprised as he was, he had half expected it. He could already sense his opponent was experienced and skilled in his art of fighting. And he was sure he was in for a good fight. And now he would attempt to use a skill Hiroko had used when Sevren had encountered him. His arm would be bent, hand resting against his hip as a 'O' formed. The hole would be meant to trap Saito's kick between his body, and rather fit arm. He would obviously squeeze the limb tight so that he could at least hold it for a few seconds. Long enough to pull off the final part to his little counter-attack.

If he successfully gripped his opponents leg, he would then step foreword quickly in hopes of causing his opponents balance to falter. The left closest toward his opponents balance leg would quickly act as he would sent a straight front kick just below the senior's knee. He obviously hoped to kick it from under the boy, and throw him to the ground.

He felt confident about the first dodge, and felt that he had a good chance of pulling off the second part, but who knew exactly what would happen. Obviously he would love for it to work to his liking, but that didn't always happen. He was sure to find out in mere seconds.

[OOC: Think I went overboard with length.. -_-]

[saito]

((ooc: I think you did ^_^))

-- As stated before, the kick was thrown quickly and snapped. Why? Simple. The kick itself had been more of a set up than an attack. There was little power behind it, and wouldn't have done anything besides disrupt my opponent's balance if it landed. A plus, but not a necessary one. The leg snapped back as quickly as it had snapped out, which was pretty fast to begin with, once I saw the loop beginning to form. That oen had been pulled on me a lot during my years at 552, and I didn't want to fall victim to it again. The leg didn't snap back all the way, just part of it. As the leg quickly rose, it snapped out again, this time with much more power towards his head, targeted towards the right side of his face, stunning him on impact and knocking him off balance and on his back if it hit. Since his right arm was busy with the loop thing, it wouldn't be able to make it up there in time ((ooc: Since you didn't specify, I'm assuming it's the right arm, since it seems more logical)) since I was clearly faster than him by at least twice as much, maybe even a little more. Again, his reaction to this would determine my next move.