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Post by fryman on Dec 19, 2006 16:52:26 GMT -8
Wednesday (Two Days Till the grand meeting)
Lying on the mat in the center of the abandon warehouse was a green hair boy sleeping, and next to him was an attractive purple hair girl with arms across him sleeping to. In the background of the two sleeping students was another senior punching a punching bag working on combos after combos, and across from him was a skinnier gothic kid sitting on a chair doing homework and trying to chat with the other.
“So Matthew, can’t you wait until Friday night when everything gets to finally start?”
Not saying a word Matthew just continues to practice with a tiny grin on his face.
A little annoy Kurt then said, “Yeah well I can’t wait. Do you believe it we get to be Overseers and supervise everyone? I mean it is obvious that you and June would be one, but me? Wonder what Cliff sees in me.”
Stopping for a second Matthew looked over at Kurt in a kind way as if telling him to cheer up.
With a smile coming back on his face Kurt then said, “Your right Matthew. You’re absolutely right. Even though I am not as strong as you two doesn’t mean I’m useless.”
Then with a tired sigh Kurt looked over to the two seniors sleeping in the middle before turning his head to Matthew and said, “They make a good couple.”
Matthew then smiles and nodded at the comment in agreement as he took a quick glance at them and continue to practice.
With a quick nod Kurt smile before he turn his attention to his homework. Asking out loud to Matthew Kurt then asked, “I wonder when that Dylan character is going to show up. I mean Cliff did invite him here early, right?”
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Post by Jason Harris on Dec 19, 2006 18:13:41 GMT -8
As usual Dylan was taking his sweet time getting where he needed to go. He was told by Cliff to go the some abandoned warehouse, why he wasn't sure but it wasn't like he had anything better to do.
When Dylan came upon the warehouse he was suppose to go to. He walked into the warehouse to see a handful of people already there. There was a goth kid, some guy hitting a punching bag, and a differentially attractive girl.
With a smile now on his face from seeing the girl Dylan started to walk and talk at the same time, "Well hellooo," as Dylan keep walking he spotted Cliff sleeping next to the girl, "... Cliff."
Can you say damn? Yes, that just blew any ideas Dylan had out the window. Taking another look around to see if there was anyone else, well he was really looking for another girl, he started to talk again.
"So... why am I here?"
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Post by fryman on Dec 20, 2006 9:17:01 GMT -8
Hearing the introduction of a new voice Kurt quickly jumped from his chair dropping his homework with out care, and at the same time Matthew stopped his practice as he stare off at the stranger.
(Kurt –5 Cha, + 5 Dex
Without saying anything Kurt quickly dashed towards the new comer without making much noise until he was up right against them. Getting up behind the stranger Kurt placed his right hand behind his back, for those that had enough Cha, Kurt’s hand would glow a dark purple before he raised it and quickly tapped the boy.
(Kurt –5 Wis, Dylan + 5 int)
Kurt smiled, as he would guess the reaction from the boy from the touch. Mostly it would come as a surprise to him making him a bit light headed, but after that Dylan’s head would clear up a bit and think about the situation a little more.
Now with his left hand behind his back and right hand up Kurt waved to the boy with a big smile that just screamed trouble and said in a friendly tone, “If I was you I won’t wake Cliff up like that. He can get really grumpy if he is awaked by such a low presence.”
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Post by Jason Harris on Dec 20, 2006 12:45:22 GMT -8
“If I was you I won’t wake Cliff up like that. He can get really grumpy if he is awaked by such a low presence.”
Dylan raised a eyebrow at the kid. First he came rushing over to him just to give him a tapped and now he was trying the give him advice, but the smile the kid was wearing on his face said otherwise.
"Low presence? I don't even know if I should be offended, but I do feel like kicking Cliff now... anyway, who are you and who's the guy staring me down over there?"
Dylan was of talking about the guy, well, staring him down. As he waited for an answer Dylan was really thinking of going over there a kicking Cliff. It was actually starting to seem like a good idea, looking over at Cliff again he noticed the girl and started to wonder how he forgot about her.
"Oh yeah, who's the girl too?"
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Post by fryman on Dec 20, 2006 12:56:11 GMT -8
With a smile Kurt introduces, “Well my name is Kurt Bloodhearth.”
Now pointing to the silent guy in the distance Kurt then said, “He is my older brother Matthew, but he is not one to talk much.”
Then hinting to the girl sleeping next to Cliff Kurt then said, “And that sleeping beauty is my older sister June. She has a thing for Cliff if you haven’t notice; and we are the overseers of the Exiles. We supervise everyone’s training and manage different Gang events.”
That last part about being overseers Kurt said with a lot of pride, and it was obvious. Then chuckling softly Kurt said, “As with low presence you can take it however you want, but isn’t that the reason why you came to Cliff? Everyone comes to Cliff because of that you know.”
After he said that Kurt broke off into a louder laugh. As he was laughing Cliff rolled over as he grabbed onto Junes hand still and had her roll with him so she would be sleeping right against him. In a grumpy and yet tired tone Cliff commanded to Kurt, “Kurt will you please shut your mouth? Some people are still sleeping.”
Lowering his tone Kurt looked over to Dylan as he said in a lower tone, “See what I mean. Really grumpy.”
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Post by Jason Harris on Dec 20, 2006 13:38:50 GMT -8
Dylan stared to think about everything that Kurt had said. It was confusing to him, but as he thought something came to his mind. Form what Kurt had told him it didn't make sense either. The only way to find out is to ask.
"So Cliff doesn't like to be waken by people with 'low presence' right? And he obviously didn't like when you woke him so, why are you an overseer with this 'low presence' thing?"
Waiting for the answer Dylan walked over to a wall and sat down with his back against it. Looking at Cliff still asleep with June Dylan let out a sigh and looked over a Matthew. Matthew still had his little stare of death thing going, for a while Dylan gave it right back to him before he got bored. Looking over a Kurt again Dylan added another question.
"Hey Kurt any reason your bro don't like me?"
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Post by fryman on Dec 20, 2006 13:53:09 GMT -8
Hearing these series of question Dylan was asking Kurt smiled as he walked over Cliff and knelt down next to him. Hearing the last comment Kurt hastily reply obviously concentrating on something else, “Don’t worry about him he is always like that.”
Now bringing up his left hand Kurt gently tapped Cliff’s head (Kurt – 1 Cha. Cliff –1 Con).
Feeling the tap a blast of dark purple filled Cliff’s dream as he slowly woke up and open his eyes to see Kurt in front of him waving and greeting him with a good morning. Letting go of Junes hand Cliff allowed her to sleep a little more as he sat up. With a loud yawn Cliff asked Kurt still a bit sleep, “So Kurt why in gods name did you wake me up more.”
Pointing over to Dylan. Cliff turned his head as his eyes focus a bit on him. In a sleepy tone Cliff then added, “Oh ok. Guess I better get him started.”
Getting up to his feet Cliff then walked slowly towards Dylan rubbing his eyes as he got closer trying to wake up. As soon as Cliff got up to Dylan, June woke up and yawns real loudly as she stretch and asked Kurt what was going on.
Squatting down so Cliff was level with Dylan Cliff then said, “Sorry if I kept you waiting. I bet you want to know why I called you down here early.”
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Post by Jason Harris on Dec 20, 2006 15:02:32 GMT -8
"Don't mind me I was just having a confusing conversation with Kurt and Matt over there was busy staring at me like he's gonna rip out my heart and show it to me, while you're asleep with a hot chick."
That was Dylan's way of saying 'You better tell me why I'm here!' only his way was more prone to tick people off, but thats just who he was. In a laid back tone Dylan actually said what he was trying to say before.
"... I guess you better tell me why I'm here before you guys kill me."
Closing his eyes Dylan rested his head against the wall while he waited for an answer or a beating depending on how easily they got mad.
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Post by fryman on Dec 20, 2006 15:09:17 GMT -8
Laughing at Dylan’s comments Cliff then said out loud, “Your as spunky as ever. Well I guess there is no beating around the bush with talking about my speak and the future.”
Getting up from his squatting position Cliff walked over to the mat and said in a loud voice, “Come on Dylan I told you I would make you strong, and I keep my promises.”
With a smile Matthew went back to practice his combos on the punching bag while June walked up the flight of stairs on the other side of the warehouse up to the room on top, and Kurt then hovered around the mat eager to watch the training. In an obnoxious voice Kurt said, “Boy Dylan you are going to get killed even before the revolution can start.”
Looking at Dylan totally ignoring the comment Cliff said louder, “Come on Dylan we don’t have all week. Lets get started.”
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Post by Jason Harris on Dec 21, 2006 12:44:23 GMT -8
"Wait a minute. You were the one asleep and now your telling me we don't got time to wast?"
It was true that it didn't make sense, but it wasn't Dylan's point in saying it. The truth is he was cumphy were he was and was now trying to stall what was going on so he didn't have to get up.
Rectunally getting up Dylan strolled over to the mat. The whole time Dylan was walking he was staring at Kurt, you could say that this guy confused him. He was the first 'nice' goth he's ever meet, and right now Dylan had an urge the shove his foot up the boy... carp hole for the little remark he made.
When Dylan finally made it to the mat he took his stare off of Kurt and looked at Cliff, "Common, make me strong."
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Post by fryman on Dec 21, 2006 14:51:46 GMT -8
With a grin at Dylan’s most recent comment Cliff said in a pleasant tone, “Well then since you are ready why don’t you come attack me.”
After he said that Cliff moved his left hand behind his back as he moved both of his feet shoulder width apart. Brining up his right hand Cliff made a motion with his hands inviting Dylan to make the first move. In a confident voice Cliff then added, “Let me take another look at how your offense is again.”
Behind his smile Cliff reflected on the first fight he had with Dylan, and more importantly on the moves Dylan made. His offense was pathetic at best, and all of his strength and speed went to waste because of it.
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Post by Jason Harris on Dec 21, 2006 15:50:58 GMT -8
Not wasting a second Dylan rushed forward closing the distance. Once close enough he would send a punch punch with his right hand to Cliff's jaw. It was easily dodge and Dylan knew it, but it wasn't the whole idea for the attack.
Hit, or the more likely possibility, miss Dylan was then going to duck down and do a sweep kick with is left leg. If that didn't work then Dyan would quickly shift his weight while still on the ground and move forward as fast as he can and send a punch with his right had to Cliff's stomach.
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Post by fryman on Dec 22, 2006 12:31:51 GMT -8
Watching as Dylan came at Cliff with another one-dimensional attack Cliff only grinned as he made a quick plan at how to counter it. With his right out Cliff quickly turned it over and pressed his index and middle finger down on Dylan’s fist to move the attack from going to the face to out to the side.
As Cliff moved Dylan’s attack downwards Cliff would then grab hold of Dylan’s wrist and continue move Dylan towards Cliff’s right. Once Dylan move so far right, as to be in front of Cliff’s knee, Cliff would then jolt Dylan towards him, as Cliff’s right knee would go straight into Dylan’s gut.
After that collision Cliff would let go of Dylan and allow him to regain his stance.
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Post by Jason Harris on Dec 23, 2006 13:01:13 GMT -8
Cliff countered Dylan’s attack like it was nothing. A couple quick moves by Cliff and that exchange was over with Dylan on the loosing side of it. It was just like their first fight. Cliff was toying with him like he was nothing.
"This isn’t going anywhere…"
Dylan knew that he could set there and throw punch after punch and kick after kick and in the end it would be the same, Cliff would come out on top of the exchange.
As for the time Cliff gave to Dylan to recover and he guessed attack again, Dylan did nothing with it. Not even going into a stance Dylan just stood there, hands at his side staring at Cliff.
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Post by fryman on Dec 23, 2006 13:32:56 GMT -8
Folding his arms across his chest Cliff had a small frown on his face. Everything happen just likes how he planned it, which is not surprising. It seemed that Cliff was absolutely right about Dylan. He is in good shape, but the main problem was that he had no discipline in any form of fighting thus making him utterly useless as of right now.
In a calm tone Cliff yelled out to Dylan, “Dylan, how am I able to read your moves that easily?”
That was all Cliff said and did. He would then wait for Dylan’s answer, if he could even make one, and then inform him of the real answer. This would have to be Dylan’s training; he would have to learn how to think.
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