Round 2: Lucien Dechain vs Silk Sanada

[Your Mom~]

'Skooch.'

Les looked up from the entertaining yet highly embarrassing fight to see David sitting down beside her. She smiled, 'skooching' over to made room for him on the hood of the junked car, accepting the apple thankfully. She took a bite, relishing the crisp juiciness as she turned her gaze back to the fight, leaning slightly against his shoulder.

"Poor kid..."

[David B.]

He grinned.

"I can't feel too bad for him, not after he beat me in the first round"

He felt comfortable with her leaning against him, and mused a bit as the fight went on. He wondered how this woman would do if Kiyr or Player 1 made it to the last round...the triple threat match would be very, very interesting.

[Lucien DeChain]

Lucien couldn't even react to the knee, the move being so quick combined with the sudden ability to see left Lucien a bit disoriented. Glad to be out of his perdicament, the man seemed to be going between a rock and a hard place, since the knee hit him square in the nose. Reeling back, he hit the ground.

A few seconds passed.

"What... is it... with everyone... hitting me IN THE FUCKING NOSE!" Lucien bellowed. He felt like Raikotsu, getting hit in the schnozz every goddamn thread.

Springing to his feet, he would rush in quickly, aiming two palm strikes for Silk's form, one to the solar plexus, one to the bottom of the chin, pointing down and up respectively. Hopefully it would knock enough wind out of the diaphragm while also knocking the head back (maybe chatter some teeth) that he could execute the next move. His vision was blurred from the tears and blood, and as both freely poured out of the orifices on his face Lucien looked absolutely feral. No thought for cleanliness was left, this was instinct.

The next move was to move past Silk, to the side, and turn around, hooking her arm around the back of his head as he extended his own arm to press her head to the opposite side, while drawing the woman off-balance backwards until she would just be free-falling.

The move would finish off with a hammerfist to the chest of the falling Silk Sanada.

{OOC: This is a quick series of movements, so please feel free to respond with a lengthy rebuttal. I just didn't want to split this up into multiple posts, as to not decrease cohesion.}

[Silk Sanada]

Out of all the noise around, Silk still heard Marcus clear as day. She even tilted her head just a little to hear him better. She'd be the first to admit, she sucked at taking care of people but he'd regained speech and some movement so she couldn't have been all that bad right? It brought a smile to her face to think about. Before when Silk was younger, she was all about winning. She had to be stronger, better, faster than anyone and everyone. Now she didn't even keep her head in the game if it meant being able to hear Marcus for a few seconds.

Of course, not being focused on the fight did throw a few curves. Like, her knee to the face had royally ticked off the boy. No more play time she guessed. He rushed for her and she didn't have time to move. She tried to step back, to narrowly avoid the attack like she always did, but it was moot. First impact to her chest was made, then her face. Silk's head tilted back, jaw clenched and eye twitching as she tried to not show that she'd had the wind knocked from her. She stood there, still as she tried to regain her composure for the fight.

Probably not her best thought. Stay still till you breath again, everyone will wait. Cause that happens all the time. People cooperate so well. Silk felt her arm being taken and blinking back a few tears from pain she let her head be pushed forward. A slow intake of breath and a soft smile danced over her curved lips. She was awfully happy for someone who was just about to be pummeled. Though, for Marcus this probably wasn't anything new. Silk would take some hits to lull her opponent into a sense of confidence and then strike. She was kinda tricky that way.

Off balance, she began to fall. She'd give Lucien a little wink and as his fist came down to give her a solid punch, Silk would turn mid air, hands hitting the ground, back arched upwards into the hard punch. Spine connected with fist and Silk went down. She'd have rather taken that punch to the back than the chest. She would have an easier time getting up this way. The pain was more than she had expected. She thought she'd cut down the power some how by cutting it short, and she kinda did but it had been a long time since she'd felt pain. She had numbed herself to it and feeling it again was... different.

"Good one kid... My turn..."

She grinned and keeping her hands firmly planted on the ground and her back pointed to the sky, Silk kicked off and her bare feet went straight for Lucien. Ankles aimed to grab him by the neck. It looked like she aimed to yank him forward but that changed when Silk pushed herself off the ground, the heels of her feet boring into his shoulders and then her hands were on his ankles. To anyone but Marcus this looked like something stupid no doubt. Lucien was probably wondering what the hell she was doing, but Marcus knew. He'd been on the end of it once.

With heels firmly planted in his shoulders she pushed him backwards a bit. The hands on his ankles were giving a firm tug. Now he was the one who would be off balance. The only problem with this move is, once her opponent fell, Silk never had enough reaction time to keep her head from hitting the ground, though for her it was a small price to pay. Her focus remained on making the boy hit the ground and she would do this all day if needed.

((Lengthy rebuttal posted and you can in post one in return. XD))

[Lucien DeChain]

{O.o Sorry}

Lucien's move had succeeded, and yet Silk was not on the ground. She was, in fact, latched on to him upside-down like some kind of stereotype reinforcing vertical 69. Lucien wasn't in his mind, however, so he would have been able to think about her reasoning behind it. He was simply following the action and reaction. This wasn't about getting the upper hand, about getting some kind of advantage, this was about prevailing. Which meant he had no qualms in this moment about knocking his opponent silly.

Lucien began to throw punches as the woman, aiming anywhere he could get a good range out of. Because of the proximity, the punches would have minimal power, but they'd be quick and repetitive. That was only until Silk had committed to her move, trying to push him to fall straight backwards. But Lucien only had to simply buckle his own knees, slamming them down onto the ground in front of him. The result...?

{Silk and Lucien are both 5'9. If Silk's ankles were clutching his neck, that meant that her arms weren't stretched out all the way. That implies that her head and neck would be below the height of Lucien's knees. When he slams them to the ground, because of his forward momentum, Silk's head would end up hitting the ground, her neck curling, and Lucien basically ending up sitting on her head. Wouldn't result in a neck break because there's no twisting action, but she might end up being K.O. because of the ground.}

Facesitting. Yep. If the grip on his neck wasn't relaxing at that point, he would start to pummel her some more.

[Silk Sanada]

Lucien sent punches in hopes of dislodging her. Problem with this is, Silk was quite firmly locked in place. Then his knees buckled. Silk's eyes went wide. Why hadn't anyone ever countered like this before? In all her fights everyone just fell back. They landed on their rear and Silk bonked her head. That was that, but Lucien let his knees go and that meant she'd be pinned.

Quick, quick, quick, quick! Her mind screamed at her trying to think of a way out of this as she fell. Only thing she could think of is letting her body go dead weight. Her legs dropped off Lucien and her heels hit the ground just as his knees did. She was going to pull herself out of the way but didn't have the time. The back of her head hit the ground. She pushed with her heels, but his knees kept her shoulders from snaking between his legs and he sat. She was pinned. This was not her idea of fun. Her head was killing her and she was losing consciousness fast.

In a last ditch attempt, Silk swung her legs up to grab Lucien by the neck again. Her eyes closed, she was going to black out. Was she really going to let it end like this? No! Silk locked her ankles behind the back of Lucien's neck and jerked her legs forward. There wasn't much force but hopefully there would be enough to at least pull the boy off her head. That would be her last attack though. Shortly after it, her body would go limp and she'd fall into the abyss of unconsciousness.

[Lucien DeChain]

Lucien had expected some kind of resistance, maybe even some flails, but what he received was something he was not expecting. She had lifted her legs again to lock around his neck, and was trying to throw him. Though she did have a bit of force put into the act, Lucien could have tried to stop it if he really wanted to. As it was, though, he was starting to regain his senses, and his senses told him he had been in this grappling range for too long; it was time to draw back and regroup.

Using his legs to guide the ascent, Lucien would go with the throw and use Silk's legs to curl into a dive roll, landing and coming up about five feet away. Turning around, he wiped the blood and tears from his face, ready for another swift attack at any second-

But Silk wasn't attacking. In fact, she was just laying there. Had he knocked her out...? He waited a few seconds to be sure she wasn't just playing, or using it for dramatic effect. When it was positive she was not going to suddenly jump up and attack, Lucien would lower his guard a bit, stepping back towards her.

"...Silk Sanada...? Hey.." His tone shifting into a more concerned one. He paced towards her, kneeling down to hear that she was...

"Breathing... Okay." He panted. Getting up, he walked over to the place he landed, sitting down into seiza and waiting for her.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Well snap. xD Didn't expect the outcome to be decided for me!

Winner by Knockout: Lucien DeChain!

Silk: ...omfg, woman. Silk is hilarious, her fighting style is about as batshit insane as she is. Actually sitting and reading through your fight was amusing. Very much so. I don't think there wasn't a point between the two of you and Silk's inner commentary that didn't have me gigglefitting. Silk is ballsy and very much a person of 'no guts, no glory', and with her flare she could certainly get that glory.

Lucien: I loved seeing his reactions to Silk's mayhem. While he's likely encountered plenty of brawlers and improviser's...it's very safe to say he's never met anyone like Silk before. I think he got angry in his fight with David, too, but it was nice to see him lose his shit with Silk. Silk, who in comparison to David, is certainly more on Lucien's level.

Definitely loved reading this. Kudos to both of you.