Open Invitation

[Mr. Kaar]

Standing in the middle of the courtyard, away from the clock tower, stoo a figure in all black later. Armr looking pieces covering the chest shouldrs, elbows, fists, an knees. His shin's whre protected as well. Holding a black helmet inhis han was the new headmaster. This power suit was meant for mass combat, he gabbed the loudspeaker fro his assisstant and looked to the lunch crowd.

"Some things need to happen, and they will start today. This is an open challage. If anyone is able to beat me, they will get free reign to do whatever they want, but if you lose to me... You'll follow my orders."

This would be able to accomplish two things. First it will weed out the roughnecks with no purpose, secon it will secure basic numbers for Leon's faction.

[Jamys Durand]

A figure would cross the yard in similar attire, similar in the fact that it was a dark leather texture and not the fact that it was armor. In fact Jamys attire was purely for imagery purpose fulfilling the look of many a stereotype looking quite, "scene" or "emo" as it were. Dark set hair strung over his very present eyes, small shimmering beads hanging from the base of his lip glimmering with that childish smile. He'd been around this school long enough to know this was a dumb idea, though he'd been in plenty a fight before though mostly on the receiving end, a glutton for pain.

"Some things need to happen, and they will start today. This is an open challage. If anyone is able to beat me, they will get free reign to do whatever they want, but if you lose to me... You'll follow my orders."

His attention checked up swifter than was to be expected though his interests couldn't be further from an ass kicking from an evidently superior figure. It wasn't that Jamys knew the man though he should seeing as he was on the news just a few months ago, apparently that was too mainstream for his liking as he shirked the monitors away and stepped forward into the fray. With him crossing into the yard was his trusty mate "Stein" clipped to his back on a strap. He'd never be alone so long as that was there.

"You all talk or what?"

Jamys smirked quirking the base of his lip in a grin showing off the shimmering jewelry dangling from them. He was the daring sort, and had a bit to prove seeing as this was his first day of school as a sophomore.

[Mr. Kaar]

Leon looked to the kid who approached, first to take up the challnge was a new comer to the school? This must sting for all those rough and gruff bad asses. Either way Leon would throw his sun glasses to the side and slide the helmet on his head. Everything would kick to life in the helmet, his heads up display gave him information on his own condition. Though to the outside it would appear like a normal helmet.

Yet as Leon poke it would be projected by the helmet so as to not be muffled.

"We'll see. And dont back out of the deal."

Leon would take a deep breath to kick his heart rate up for a second as he burst forward, directly towards the kid, coming in sliding directly for his front, easily visible as his speed was that of a normal track team member right now. (Dex shown: 25) He would raise his left fist back in a show of attack to cause his kid's fight or flight instincts. But h had no inention of throwig the punch.

[Jamys Durand]

Jamys couldn't help but grin as he looked at the odd looking fellow, okay he wasn't the expert on what looked odd and what was not and who was he to judge after all looking strange was his tie in but still as the man wore a helmet Jamys let out a low muted snicker, his left hand raising to his lips to silence it from growing louder and more arrogant than it already seemed.

"We'll see. And dont back out of the deal."

That'd stop it in its tracks as the guy looked serious. All the same the only reason he should be wearing the helmet was if he was after all mentally retarded or had some head issues to begin with. All pointed to making some measure of sense as he took a cautious step back. Maybe to run, maybe just to get his footing on the ground he towered on.

"Deal?"

The man across from him would take off at an impressive speed, it wasn't a shocker considering Jamys would have seen a similar display of such if he'd attended a sporting event of the sort but seeing as he was a recluse and that was made obvious by his pale demeanor he'd not seen quite that fast a speed. Regardless he'd seen fighters open up with similar moves, he'd been beaten with similar moves.

Jamys' initial step back was a precursor as his right hand dipped to his rear end cupping "Stein" by the neck whilst the left hand rose like a guard showing his opponent that he was standing his ground defensively however bringing up with the one hand "Stein" and his right hand would fire up like a battering ram aiming to bash this guy's chin in through a rough uppercut. Once it'd hit (or missed) Jamys' defensive grip would swing to the extended neck and use both hands to ply the force using it like a base ball player's swing all the way through back fully extended.

[Mr. Kaar]

Left, thats the best way to describe the almost instant motion, Leon's bdy darted left close to his full speed, having his balance in the motion of sliding currently, he was easily able to catch footing for just long enough to change direction, remaining at full speed, as the swing came that was aimed for hischin, well where his chin had appeared to be only miliseconds prior, Leon ould come in, aiming a hail merry left punch. Full force, full speed, nothing held back.

In fact the force of his own punch ricocheting off this boy's body would likely stop Leon's momentum completely. Halting him where this boy Jamys us to be. That is of course if he hit. There where always things unforseen.

[Roth O'Roak]

(ooc: If this needs editing just hit me up by PM. I won't be on til later though)

---------That Morning---------

Roth laid in his bed alone. He had fully recovered from what happened in his final fight against J.T.. He still wasn't sure how it had ended, only ...flashes. All he knew was that he awoke in a hospital after seeing the red sky. To Roth that was his death. It was one of two options. either the flames of hell, or the red circle of Heaven as told by Dante. The heaven where warriors of the Christian faith were sent to. Roth personally hoped for the latter.

But just like that crossroads he was haunted by another one. He was going to die, that was fact. Esau had told Roth that he had 5 years left, 1 year if he had to use the drug that was reentered into his system. Now here came that crossroads. 1: Follow Esau and his secret plans and be able to get a new heart. 2: Go against Esau and die.

For now it didn't mattered. Roth had his own mission now. He had heard the tales o the past at 259. The expiriments, the correctional facility, and of course the whispered rumor of the man Sean Barker. Roth only knew his name and connection with expirimental enhancing drugs in 259. It was a chance however. A small chance that this Barker had a connection with Esau. A chance he was willing to take, but not with Esau knowing.

---------That Day--------

The Supervisor of 259 was issuing an open challenge? Awesome. Roth saw this as a chance. From the rumors and whispers amongst the school Roth knew that Barkwer and Leon were somehow connected. Or they could all just be rumors. Oh well. Roth darted off to his locker and then to the nearest bathroom.

Roth normaly wore just a dark T-Shirt, and jeans with basic sneakers. However, he couldn't let those that knew him know what he was up to, espacially Esau who seemed to always know where he was. Now Roth was wearing his old clothes. A pair of trip pants coevered in chains. A pair or combat boots giving him an extra inch in height. He had painted some designs in black on his bare chest to simulate tattoos. Over that was his old trench coat that no one had seen him in at 259. Lastly to hide his face a sleek black bikers helmet.

Now that he was someone completely differnt he could make his move. Roth grabbed a new baseball bat that was aluminum and painted black. He would make his way back to the seen waiting for his time to strike.

[Jamys Durand]

ooc: Msg me if I got this wrong.....major lolz to be had in this thread....major lolz

Jamys couldn't even begin to understand the full extent of what speed was particularly after a move like that, he didn't even see it and he was a fairly perceptive dude. With his arms fully extended upwards and "Stein" dangling outwards up and into the air he lingered there with a breath before feeling the gut wrenching pain tear into him. Body folding over and flailing backward. And while his torso took the blunt of the blow the sheer force sent him flying backwards.

*Kerthump*

Through the wall he'd fly conjoining with a dexterous fellow who seemed to be on his way to the scene. Of course if the boy could've anticipated a boy flying through the direct nearest wall and dodge it Jamys would otherwise come crashing and indenting into the opposite wall side stopping his motion aback.

He'd breath in large gasps patting at his chest and peeling forth the vest which dulled the blow significantly though he could see it literally fizzing from the deflection.

"Dayum..."

If he was to have landed on the fellow he'd pat him slightly and push him down into the ground unintentionally using him as a leg up to charge back out blatantly into the battlefield.

"HOLD STILL!"

Head downward charging blindly wavering his arms in a wild fashion and drawing the guitar up from his hips again going to side-swipe with the guitar to Leon's neck from Jamys' right.

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Vest power activated Dulls 1 attack by 50%

[Mr. Kaar]

Leon would be walking towards the hole waiting to see the damage to the boy, which surprisingly was just enough, cause he came running out of the hole with that guitar in hand, with almost no problem. His heads up display n thevisor began to scan the boy but it only came up as average for this school. That was fine, Leon kept walkin, and began to flicker to the sides, using his Qi to inhance just his speed, once he would flicker to the left his motion would be t full speed but before and after the flicker he would only be walking. Leon would flicker to the right, and then begin to jog, He was in range no for the guitar swing, so Leon would flicker forward, using his left hand to entercept the wrist of the guitar swinging arm(s?).

Leon's right gloved hand would grab the boy's face as Leon charged, forward lifting the boy off his feet, squeezing and applying pressure before leaping as high as he could into the air. Carrying the boy by the face, Leon would wait until their upward momentum halted, and Throw his straight down. Leon's own momentum would be sent back up slightly as he transfered both of their falling force into the boy, before he would begin to fall again.

[Jamys Durand]

ooc: Don't mean to skip you Roth, if you have input pm me or msg me and I'll edit.

Jamys was no doubt satisfied by surviving the first attack, hell this guy was strong but as he'd seen in his time here the bigger they were the harder they fell. If he held all the strength in a punch there was no way he could do it a second time. With a carnivorous laugh his attack would lurch out only to be impeded by a grapple to the wrist, the force once again feeling crippling to his body. Though he wouldn't cry the pain itself was momentary as the surprise itself being most embarrassing. Choking in on his own bile he'd look up feeling blackness cave in around him and the grip of a fully extended palm open up over his face and crush his features.

"Ugh blah blah..."

He'd say slobbering slightly into the big man's hand trying to get a hold of the situation feeling only more helpless than before as he was pulled forth off the ground and into the air. A sense of insanity over taking him from the lack of sight, the lack of feeling everything around him airy and whispful until.

*Crunch*

"...huggggguhhhh....."

He found himself choking on blood this time looking upwards into the sky as the big man came down from the sky slowly. So maybe this time around the saying was wrong.... Everything left limp his hands would scrawl about the crater he was now buried in.

[Roth O'Roak]

ooc: No problem, just been waiting to make my move =D


From a small distance Roth watched the 'fight' from under his black motorcycle helmet. He needed to hide his face as well as he could to keep his boss from knowing who he was and what he was up to. Covered in black from head to toe Roth would make his way onto the scene with one motive in mind. Help find Barker, find Esau.

Roth placed the black metal bat on his left shoulder and settled himself onto the green. So far this fight had been anything but a fight. Given, this guy had a lot of fight in him, Leon Sudeki had a very, very large upper hand. Time to make an entrance.

"Yo! Lightning Dragon!"

The helmet and visor definitely muffled Roth's speech, but that was a good thing. While he was still able to be clearly heard the muffling effect distorted Roth's voice enough for no one to take notice. Now he just prayed he would lose his helmet.

"If you want a true warrior, I'm at your service. All I want is for you to put the kid down, and when the time comes I want to get some answers from Barker!"

Now, did Roth have any idea who Barker was? No, his little speech there was just a mixture of rumors and speculation. Hell Roth wasn't 100% sure Barker even existed, but if he did then there was a slight chance he may know something about Esau. That's all Roth wanted, he didn't care about 259, it's students, or anything like that. In this disguise all Roth wanted was to find the man who had taken his life and take his heart.

[Mr. Kaar]

leon landed and walke up to the kid who was now limp on the ground. That was one, Leon would lean down and check to see if the kid where still contious. Though before he could finish checking voice rang out, and the inside of the visor told him to look, the individual was acceptionally stronger than the boy here, but would still be useful as a foot soldier, or defender... Leon would burst at full speed from his position, seeming to vanish as he closed the distance, only a blur of his features and the dust from behind him to see. He would stop next to the boy.

"Then show me."

Was all Leon said as he waited for the next attack to come, this battle wasn't going to slow, stop, or even pause, if an attack didn;t come in the next two seconds, Leon would twist, shifting his feet only inches as his body lowered, with his turn, his body would be turning towards Roth's right side, Leon's left fist would come shooting around aiming for Roth's right hip, full force, after impact Leon would retract the fist, even if there was no impact, it would be snapped back for quick defence. Of course, this was all if an attack didn't come from the boy with the bat.

[Roth O'Roak]

Now Roth definitely was no mathematician, but he knew for a fact that his chances at victory here were non existent. In fact he expected that to happen. Roth had only one mission at this point and that was to make an impression. It was 100% obvious that Roth wasn't going to leave in one piece, but if he could make an impression, do some damage, or at least do something impressive to catch Leon's attention then he would be one step closer to where he was going.

In a flash the Supervisor of 259 was right up in the face of Roth. Luckily his face was hidden by his dark visor. He didn't care if Leon ended up knowing who he was, he cared if Esau or what Roth assumed to be his spies found own that there own test subject was rising against them.

Then Leon made his comment. Roth would show him alright. This was Roth's chance, show that you have some value. Show that he's more than just a common soldier. At the very least he's a survivor.

Right after Leon would finish his comment Roth would be on the offensive. With all the force he could Roth would slam his head into Leon's. The two biker helmets would collide full force, but Roth wasn't done. The head but was a mere distraction. The instant after the collision Roth would place his free right hand onto the grip of his bat and swing. All his strength would fire his weapon in a diagonal slash to his bottom right.

Considering all went as planned Leon would end up with his right shoulder being smashed by Roth's bat. If Leon happened to go down and strike with his punch then depending on how fast the Dragon moved he might still end up being struck by the bat, but Roth would take the full force of that punch.

[Mr. Kaar]

Leon watched the motion, good idea. Wrong person, Leon tilted his head, and jutted his shoulder upwards into the chin of the boy, Leon's right hand would move to halt the motion of the bat by the kids wrist with a mean grip, pulling down as well as kicking out the guy's legs to flip him upside down.

Once in that position Leon would move quickly jumping up wrapping his legs around the torso of the now upside down Roth, and gripping the kid's legs halting all motion, and driving his head/helmet into the ground. Leon thought for a few seconds previousely about breaking the kids knee instead of flipping him over. But this just felt like more fun.

Letting go after their momentum stopped Leon would move away to let the kid get back up. He knew he wouldn't of felt the full force due to his helmet. Leon got a good feel for the kid's skills though. Taking his own helmet off he would toss it to the side.

"Good... Try again, but this time... If you dont intend to kill me, you wont be able to touch me."

[Roth O'Roak]

Ouch, whiplash. The head-but missed completely. It turned out at least one of the rumors were true. This Leon character was extremely fast. Roth brought down the bat in an attack, but was blocked right before impact. Damn. The next thing Roth knew was that he was on the ground in a hold. His head and neck driven on the ground and his legs ready to be snapped. Big mistake Roth.

Then, out of nowhere the Supervisor realized Roth completely allowing him to rise. He would take the gesture cautiously, adjusting his helmet as he rose to assure his identity was still hidden. Roth got to his two feet and made a small stagger backward as he retrieved his weapon from the ground.

"Good advice. I'll remember it."

Normally Roth would be shocked by that sort of remark, but only due to the fact that normally Roth's opponent would die if he tried to kill him. But this time things were different, this time his opponent was able to toy with Roth effectively. From now on Roth would only strike to kill.

Harnessing his strength once more Roth raise his bat and slam it downward aiming for the top of Leon's skull. AS he swung Roth felt his rage build up inside of him. He felt the energy that once abandoned him return to strike against the Supervisor of 259. Even if the blow didn't land the ground beneath the bat would shatter and break away in a 3 foot radius. The shield had become the sword.

(Crushing Blow qi attack: str 56, dex 26, con 65, int 31, wis 17, cha 33)

[Mr. Kaar]

Leon focused for a second, letting it sink in, watching... The bat seemed to be an extension of this person. It came crashing down, as Leon shifted in a side step rotating, to dodge the bat, but it would seem the ground beneath his feet had upheaved and was crushed. Interesting, Leon took three steps in a back peddle.

Leon would smile and stand in wait for the next strike.

"You have a good amount of strength there. I'll give you, one, more, swing. Three strikes."

Leon waited, watching, tension in his body was wound up, ready to spring after this next swing.