Two Left Feet (Destiny/open)

[Destiny]

(Oh, I guess I should do that too?)

Stats:

Strength: 13
Dexterity: 20
Constitution: 10
Intelligence: 20
Wisdom: 15
Charisma: 22

David's grip would be unhindered as he caught Cain's hair, the latter feeling no small amount of alarm. Being grabbed was bad, but being thrown would end up being much worse.

There was a sick crack as Cain slammed against the brick, slumping towards the ground. He would take every last moment of rest he could before David closed the distance, and hung limply in the Dragon's grip as he was lifted to his feet.

The moment he was, Cain would suddenly lift his right knee up towards David's crotch, the motion making his upper body lean back with the momentum and causing David's headbutt to strike him in the chest. Still painful, especially considering their difference in strength, but a far better option than taking it to the face.

[David B.]

OOC: sorry, should have said before- i put those in only to differentiate the STR and DEX he is using to test Cain vs what he has in the sidebar. His stats may fluxuate, obviously, depending on the circumstances.

IC:

David's head would hit the mans chest before a blinding pain smashed into his crotch- his first thought was "i'm gonna rip this kids arms off and beat him to death with them while screaming 'stop hitting yourself' over and over" but his next thought was satisfaction- do what needs to be done.

David lowered the kid slightly as he coughed from the blow, bringig up his own knee for Cains crotch in an attempt to return the favor. He would follow this up by releasing him and throwing the planned palm strike from earlier to send his body through the wall. Instead of stepping through the wall after the man, he would reach down and hold his nuts, shaking off the pain.

"C'mon man...no nut shots from here on out, for either of us. We're here to hurt each other, not our future children."

He really needed to get himself a cup.

He would clear his throat and step forward into the dark room- which David could see in clear as day, though Cain probably wouldn't know that.

[Destiny]

Cain was far, far away from being able to take such punishment lightly. Once he was sent through the wall, his entire body hurt, as it was quite possibly the hardest direct hit he'd taken in his life.

Cain would just lay there amongst the rubble, both unwilling and unable to stand for now.

[Kyrie Blaze]

From her crouched position within the shadows, Kiyr pushed the compost bag out near the edge of the building's wall, leaving it on the regular plane to allow her complete, unimpeded movement within the shadow. It was always peculiar, walking within this realm and observing the other. She was, literally, upside down as she moved, in comparison to David and Cain. Once she neared the edge of the shadow, she crouched once again and extended a hand through, curling her fingers to touch upon the light side of the ground and extend the shadow into the hole as David stepped through, snapping herself into, and through, the "portal" between the shadows, to the inside of the dark building.

It left her free to watch, though she did look upon Cain with concern, as a fellow Dragon. And yet, she was confident David hadn't come close to killing him, and thus stayed within the deep dark that was part of her domain within the building.

[David B.]

David stepped through and looked down at the crumpled form of Cain, scratching his head a moment. Perhaps, when the kid hit him in the peeper, he retaliated a little too hard. He would step forward and crouch by Cains body. Assuming the fellow was awake, he would take a deep breath before speaking.

"You got some stones. I left an opening or two, as well as induced a bit of brute strength at you in order to see what kind of fighter you will be. Though it was short, you have some potential."

He would stiffen, eyes glancing about before he relaxed. Why did he always feel like he was being watched? His Qi, now with a subtle base in Darkness, felt a light breathing, almost imperceptible, from somewhere...he couldn't pinpoint it exactly, which was weird- something must be causing a problem. His eyes would darken and air would scream through the hole behind him, wrapping around Cain and himself in a tight, torrential storm of power. They would feel nothing, like being in the eye of a storm, but windows would shatter outward and David would stand between Cain and the rest of the room.

"If you are here to kill me, it won't end well for you. Stop hiding and come out."

If Cain was out cold, he would instead skip the first part and jump directly to assessing the threat.

[Kyrie Blaze]

It may have been odd. But she could actually see in the dark, from the shadow. It was in grays and silvers and charcoals and black, but, she could see the dark on the regular plane just fine. David, Cain, the state of the building's interior. And when the air exploded into a storm, there was a shift and difference to it. Some of that crossed over.

Kiyr flinched slightly, and focused on completely merging with the dark. The torrential wind dissipated. Perhaps she was simply being lax. But David's voice resounded, clear as day, and she exhaled slowly, and projected her voice outwards from the dark.

"Ev E fyc rana du gemm oui, dryd fuimt hud aht famm vun sa, ehtaat..." In more ways than just one. But with the recent attempt on her life, at least, she should have let David know she was there. "Za ciec tacuma, Ybbamyhd Dasbada. Ev oui fuimt talnayca dra ehdahcedo uv ouin dasbacd...E femm zueh oui yht Lyeh."

[David B.]

His eyebrows twitched a moment- he recognized the voice.

"Kiyr..?"

Everything would cut, silence slamming around their ears directly following her request. He would wait for her to emerge before easing the tension in his body, however. He would look out the hole in the wall at the city before turning back to her.

"And just how long were you watching?"

He would crouch by Cain, looking to him as he checked his pulse.

"Well, he's not dead. I...should take it easier next time. I was only using twenty five percent of my full abilities. Still, the guy will be something, someday. He seems to have that drive."

OOC: Cain can feel free to interject whenever- whether he is out cold or not

[Kyrie Blaze]

With the death of the miniature windstorm, Kyrie materialized in the darkness of the room. As she did, she placed her fist over her heart and bowed.

"Sir." There was a deliberate yet soft emphasis of respect to her tone. She doubted it would surprise him. It was meant more for Cain.

Kyrie couldn't see nearly as well now that she was back here, in comparison to her view within the shadow, but she had the layout of the space, and the light from the parking lot. She straightened after and tipped her head to the side.

"Since the two of you started to interact."

She watched as he checked Cain's pulse, and allowed her lips to dip into a very slight frown. And not because he paid Cain a compliment, but for other reasons. She moved forwards, picking her way around objects she knew were there more than she could see.

'He has something, definitely.'[/i]

"Would you like any help ensuring he is okay? Last I knew, being put through a wall was not the most...pleasant of experiences."

And she was speaking from experience--though hers had been somewhat liberating at the same time, as she remembered what she did as she was resting amongst the rubble. It wasn't every day you put your life in the hands of an Elder by attacking them with their own favoured way of entering a fight.[/font]

[Destiny]

Cain was most definitely unconscious!

[David B.]

David smiled- he knew what she meant. He had put her through walls on a few different occasions. He found it somewhat...entertaining to do so. The sheer strength it takes to bury someone in brick was rather amusing. He would stand and gesture to Cain.

"Feel free. See if you can rouse him."

He would step back, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he waited.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kyrie nodded, though other things were on her mind rather than waking Cain. She dissolved into shadow so she could more readily wind up at Cain's side. Upon materializing again, she crouched and checked to make sure his tongue wasn't blocking his air passage, pulling his jaw down for a quick peek.

"I was too far away to hear if anything broke, but we should probably move him back to level ground. Allow me a moment, then I would really appreciate your help, David." She glanced back into the dark, though David's outline from the light streaming in from the hole helped. She turned back to Cain and began manipulating the dark, snaking it between Cain's body and the rubble. She essentially wrapped him in a blanket of black shadows and then stiffened them, holding his body in a tight grip so that just in case Cain had suffered some kind of spinal injury, it would prevent further harm. Tethering the shadow to her hand, she took a breath and nodded. "Okay...once we get him outside we need to rotate him so we set him down on his side."

[David B.]

David would follow her, helping in any way he could. Once they got the fella out in the open, he would sit criss crossed in the air, one hand on his knee, the other allowing his chin to rest. He would watch Kiyr absent mindedly.

"Do you think I was too hard on him?"

He would clasp his hands in his lap, still watching.

"You have met him before, I can tell. What was your assessment?"

[Kyrie Blaze]

As David moved Cain from the building, Kiyr drifted behind, keeping the body brace in tact with a slight furrow of her brow. By the feel of the shadows, connected to him as she was, Kyrie couldn't feel any abnormalities along the spine and neck, which was a good sign. She lowered herself to a knee as Cain was set down, manipulating the shadows carefully to place one of Cain's arms beneath his head to cushion it and help to keep his neck straight.

The blonde glanced at David with his first question with a blink.

"No more harsh than anyone of the Elders were, on me." She said neutrally, turning back to her task with a brisk ease.

She wasn't her sister, but she had a working knowledge of what to do. She parted Cain's lips to ensure his tongue still wasn't obstructing his airway and finished arranging his body in the recovery position before carefully allowing the brace to dissipate into thin air. It was only then that she looked back to the Storm Dragon, sitting with one knee tucked to her chest, resting upon the other leg that was tucked beneath herself.

"I also think that if you did not show more of your strength, he may have scoffed at you and perceived you as weak in comparison to the other Elders, even with your weighs on. My assessment...he is capable, and with potential, yes...but he also seems to keep a very narrow focus, mentally. He simply wished to learn from the strongest Elder, when you all are strong in your own way, but it may not be the 'strongest' that can teach him the most. I think he understands that a little more after I fought him."

[David B.]

David laughed.

"Eh, well- good. Let him. He spreads that around, maybe Barker will lose interest. Til I snap his back over my knee, anyway."

His brow twitched as she said he wanted to learn from the strongest Elder. So, the boy really wanted nothing more than muscle. It was disappointing, in a way. Strength was a self-possessed mission that never ended. You hunger for it, but that starvation never goes away. David desired strength- but it came after. After love. After friendship. And especially after freedom.

"I see Well- it would be a tough question for anyone to answer. We've all never actually fought together. Leon was on top, for a time- but his blindness and lack of involvement has deteriorated him. Mathew is tough skinned, but lacks technique and conviction. I can throw a car like a football, but i'm slower, and try my best to fight fair with those I know. If we all fought together...yeah. Picking out the strongest would be difficult.."

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kyrie raised an eyebrow somewhat dubiously at David's chuff of laughter and his statement. She both doubted the lack of respect wouldn't affect David, and as well, the lack of respect that would come with would bother her, as well. She reached into her shadow and pulled out a bottle of water.

It was technically for herself, but, really...it wasn't like she couldn't spare any.

She turned back towards David and tilted her head.

"I simply told him he should keep his mind open and learn from all of you...and other members of the gang. I believe I surprised him."

Not that that really surprised her, because she was used to - and partially expected - that from others. She reached up and tucked some curled strands of hair back behind her ear before twisting the cap off and slowly pouring a small stream of the clear liquid onto the side of Cain's face.