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Post by Travis Delmonte on Aug 13, 2007 20:11:10 GMT -8
Those work boots of his clicked slightly as he rounded the corner and walked into the slightly empty library. Travis was surprised to even find it as full as it was. After all, most students he had seen in this school were relatively stupid and didn't even give a shit about their classes. Not that Travis was any better at this time. After all, he didn't plan on coming here to study. No, he planned on getting some money back. Money he had lent out, and hadn't received back.
The kids name was Moe. He wasn't big, but he wasn't really small either. But it was obvious he couldn't take care of himself, because he had borrowed Travis' money to pay some thugs off so they wouldn't bother him anymore. But now, Travis would be his problem, as he walked up behind his little pal, grabbed his head and then forced it down toward the table rather forcefully. A thud would resound as Travis' little buddies head slapped against the hard wooden table.
"I'm here to collect.. I lent that money to you 5 days ago.. And you said you'd pay me two days ago.. Where is the money?"
He didn't exactly look angry. Hell, he didn't exactly feel all that angry anyways. He didn't give a shit about the money. Truth is, he was bored. And boredom always caused him to do some crazy shit. The fact that his kid had some money to pay Travis, which he promised to pay and hadn't, only helped Travis realize he could gain some fun from beating his head in if he didn't pay.
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Aug 15, 2007 12:55:45 GMT -8
"...you're being a bothersome to everyone in the library. Take your business after school when no one's around, yeah?"
Slightly irritated school captain spoke up, eyes still looking down at her book, reading the "Kite Runner". Index finger posed to flip the page, eyes blinking impassively as her eyes scanned the text on the page, reading at a steady, yet fast rate. Breathing steady, not even sparing the guy and his "buddy" a glance, as that would be a waste of time. Though if someone tried to do anything funny, Mitsuki was one to always have her guard up, so trying to 'surprise attack' her wouldn't do too well.
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Aug 15, 2007 14:02:27 GMT -8
...you're being a bothersome to everyone in the library. Take your business after school when no one's around, yeah?
"Bite me. I'll conduct my business wherever I please."
He hadn't looked off in the direction he had heard that feminine voice. It sounded slightly familiar, but Travis didn't really care to look. He was sure soon enough, that he wouldn't really have to make a move on her. So for now, he would just focus on the kid he had planned on abusing.
'I.. I don't.. have the money! I-I'm sorr-'
"Well fuck.. Maybe you should have thought about that before you BORROWED the money from me?"
Travis' left hand would grip his hair, and he would step backwards, pulling hard. The chair that kid was sitting in would tilt and fall backwards, clacking against the ground and sending that noise through the library. Travis would continue to drag the id a bit more, and then finally leg go and watch as his head bumped off the ground.
"You really sure you don't have it? I wouldn't want to have to hurt you too badly now.."
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Aug 17, 2007 16:04:34 GMT -8
Book slid shut as her eyes directed upon the male voice, who was quite...loud. They were in a library after all, were they not? Pen twirling between her fingers were suddenly shot toward the boys direction, in a rather fast pace. If anything, it would probably hit him square on the back. The fact that she flung a pen would make it rather hard for him to see it coming, unless he had super sensitive ears. Honestly, it almost seemed as if he wanted attention. Book was pushed off to the side, right leg crossing over her left, leaning back against her chair, just waiting for something to happen.
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Aug 17, 2007 17:08:12 GMT -8
Soon enough he would feel a sharp pain against the small of his back. Piercing pain. Not incredible, but he was curious as to what had done it. But when he had moved his hand toward the location he had been hit in, he found nothing. Turning, those icy blue orbs would catch sight of a pen laying upon the library floor. A slight smirk, and he would lift his head to stare toward someone. A girl. Not just any girl either, the school captain. Or at least she use to be, he wasn't quite up to date on everything that happened while he had been on his vacation. Maybe she had lost the title. He didn't really care.
"Well, well.."
If she wanted to play rough, then Travis would play rough. And there was now no need for words. Only actions. With another quick and fluent motion, Travis would have slid forward and lifted his right leg to slam it against the edge of the hard wooden table. His aim was to send it forward, and into the girl that was sitting in her chair on the opposite side. Depending on what happened, and how she reacted, Travis would make due with what he could.
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Aug 20, 2007 14:56:17 GMT -8
You know when something happens, and you think you should've expected that, as it seems kind of cliche since it happens in a lot of movies? Yeah? Well Mitsuki felt that way as she watched the table draw closer and closer. Not that there was a lot of time to watch, but her hands came to the edge of the table and she hopped on, walking forward and hopped off before the table clashed against a wall. Mind you, the wall was sturdy, and there was no table flying through it and outside and falling a story to the ground. No. That wouldn't happen. Hands slipping into her pockets, standing completely still, as if waiting for this boy to come and attack.
Hmm..
Mind you, her hands stung a bit from getting on top of the table, but it wasn't too bad, as she had her gloves on.[/color]
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Aug 20, 2007 15:26:19 GMT -8
Travis watched as the female hopped the table, and walked to land infront of him. He smiled, but he wouldn't wait long before he rushed toward her. His hands folded into fists as he prepared to beat this pretty little Asian's face in.
As he neared, his right arm would cock slightly. But he wouldn't throw it, instead his left hand woulds hoot forward with a quick jab aimed to simple distract, or to hit. He had a follow up plan. But it all depended on what happened. There were plenty of counters, or slight fixes to what he had done so that he could pull another move off if he needed to. He was a resourceful fighter after all.
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Aug 23, 2007 15:24:56 GMT -8
When hands form into fists, you know that a punch is coming in, especially when the guy is rushin' toward you. Or at least, that's what Mitsuki believed. Anyone could easily prove her wrong, but the point is, most people don't even think about clenching their fists if they want to punch. It just happens.
Small step to the left - so small that it was only made to dodge his jab. Her own right hand would come and brush his jab from the inside out, her right leg pulling up exactly the same time as she moved to brush his jab away, aiming to make a solid kick right toward his shins, exerting quite a force. Whatever her foot hit, damage would be made. Right hand would be free to block whatever came her way after the brush, left hand following through as it came up a little in front of her chest. Left leg slightly bent to jump away if need be...
Mmph. Really.
A library isn't a great place to fight..
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Aug 29, 2007 14:59:45 GMT -8
When the girl's right connected with Travis' extended left arm, she would find that he would not even attempt to overpower her, or apply pressure with that arm. No, instead, he would simply let her brush it away, and he would drop it down, and that left side would soon push toward the girl as that arm dropped, Travis' left shoulder would be aiming slam against the girl's right side of her chest, and hard. The movement would have been fluent, and the girl's kick that she would have sent would have been pretty much nulled due to the fact that he would be so close to her body that she most-likely wouldn't be able to cause an overwhelming amount of pain.
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