Old folks home (David)

[Baldur Odinson]

The air blast would catch Thomas as he was jumping spinning him into his flip where he would have to jut out his limbs to gain control. Landing a little awkward he would slap the blood spit with the back of his right hand, the left hook would slam into him and the grip would pull him into the knee though the Cheshire would throw a right pinch for the incoming thigh with the middle knuckle protruding to Charlie horse the leg, using both hands to push David at his midsection away ducking under the grip.

If he managed to get out of the grip, Thomas would rise quickly attempting to swing his right hand in a back handed fist, returning the spit to its owner.

[David B.]

"AUGH FUCKER-!"

The grip to his thigh caused pain to radiate up his spine- in return, David would throw a left handed knife strike for the neck of his opponent. If it hit, his hand would move for a tigers claw to grip and dig in, intent to shred the shoulder. However, Thomas shifted, ducking out of his grip and therefore causing his Tigers claw to miss it's mark.

So, he planted the leg that Thomas had pinched and whipped his left leg up and around, bending his upper body forward in a crescent-back kick. The back of his left heel would be careening for the left side of Thomas' face.

[Baldur Odinson]

Thomas back hand hit nothing but air as David performed his move. Once again Thomas would duck low under the heel turning and catching the kick above him with his right hand, reaching down and grabbing the leg David was standing on by the back of the knee gripping the pant legs, Thomas would spin and lift with David's kicking momentum to slam him into the ground again on his chest. Before letting go and moving up throwing left and right punches into his back as he climbed to strike David in the back of the head, raining punches.

[David B.]

David's eyes widened as, once again, he was hulk smashed into the ground. He slowly started to push himself back to his feet, blood leaking from his nose as a punch struck the back of his head, stunning him. He quickly rolled over and brought his arms up in a boxers defense. At the same time, he'd start lifting several tiny shards off the ground and fire them at Thomas' face and chest with his Qi.

For now, all he could do with his body was defend....but so long as he had his Qi, it would be easier to give some sort of assault.

OOC:

Oddball Bullet - David can lift or catch things of the size of a baseball and fire them at his opponents with ATK and SPD equal to his energy. Useable 4 times per thread. (1/4)

[Baldur Odinson]

The shards struck and Thomas barely noticed them at the last second, having been so intent on pounding the Dragon into dust. The shards cut into him and impacted pretty hard, except they didn't go very deep. Even then it would seem most of his wounds had stopped bleeding. The impact however lifted Thomas and pushed him off.

Atk: 51 | Def: 40 (70) | Spd: 60 | Per: 80 (50) | Eng: 40

[David B.]

One of the punches smashed into his face, blacking his eye. Another cut him at the hairline on his forehead, blood spattering the fist and his hair. Fuck, this guy was not messing around. David scowled, clenching his teeth as his head throbbed.

He would use the air to shove his body along the ground on his back, his legs kicking out as he did so for the front lower parts of Thomas' chins, intent to cause the guy to faceplant forward. Then he'd bring up both knees quick and kick out, intent to plant both feet in a hard kick against the mans face. He'd slide a piece of rubble into his hands the size of a baseball and hurl it at the mans face as well.

Still, it was getting hard to see with all this blood. He took a deep breath, air being sucking into his mouth and lungs like a vacuum. that...should help.

Stats:

Atk: 35
Spd: 37
Def: 41
Per: 38
Eng: 26

New stats with Storm Dragon Tattoo on the back - Ability: For up to a maximum of 4 times per thread, David’s defense can be increased by 1/2 his energy. Last for posts equal to 1/2th his energy, or up to a maximum of 10 posts.

Atk: 35
Spd: 37
Def: 54
Per: 38
Eng: 26

[Baldur Odinson]

The kicks to his shins would cause him to fall forward harshly slipping on the floor with his hands causing him to face plant before pushing back up where boot soles met his face lifting him up and throwing him back head over heel before rolling to his feet with blood newly running from his nose.

That's when he saw the chunk thrown at him and Thomas got srs face 8(. The stone would be caught between teeth as he now charged with new found speed aiming a whipping slash of his right arm for David's left collar area of his shoulder.

Atk: 51 (71) | Def: 40 (70) | Spd: 60 (80) | Per: 80 (50) | Eng: 40

[David B.]

David's eyes widened at the guy who just fucking caught a piece of rubble thrown at him with his teeth. He couldn't even keep track of the man with his eyes now. Spit and blood flew from his mouth as the hit struck up, spinning his body like a fucking cartwheel and sending him flying into a massive glass tank.

He felt the muscles in his neck shred. He coughed more blood, eye swollen shut. David bared his teeth and slowly returned to his feet, sweat covering his forehead and dripping off his chin. The arm closest to where Thomas struck hung useless, David now unable to lift it what with the muscles in his shoulder being torn like a piece of tissue paper.

"That all you got?"

He smirked.

He sucked air to him in a torrent and would lift three baseball sized pieces of rubble, his body flexing and hardening.

"Catch these."

He'd fire all three at once, two aiming for the diaphragm, one aiming for his adams apple.

Stats: Used final 3 of the sweater boost. Def = 93 (Due to extreme pressure on the body, After your post, Davids defense is cut to 10.)

[Baldur Odinson]

Thomas swiped two of the balls out of the air and headbutt the last one dropping the baseball sized rubble chunk from his mouth into his hand and hurling it at Davids face. Following after and dropping low before kicking up into David's stomach to send him into the air before leaping at him full force to drive both fists into his chest and hurl him to the ground.

Thomas was done playing and wanted to hurt David more.

[David B.]

The rubble slammed into his face before he could process that Thomas had just given him a middle finger for his statement. A light cut opened on his cheek before he was smashed into the ground. The world was fuzzy from the baseball, and when he hit the cement....it went from fuzzy to black.

Thomas now had a limp rag doll to play with!

/David's KO'd.

[Leon]

Leon would nod walking up to the scene of the battle to retrieve David. The blonde was pretty sure he learned some things from this encounter as he did with the last one.

"..."

Leon would stare at Thomas.

"The fuck is your name?"

[Baldur Odinson]

Thomas wouldn't play with the rag doll though. Instead, he would touch his broken nose and frown in pain. Then he blew a red snot rocket and sat criss cross apple sauce. He let out a little pout at Leon picking up David.

"Awwwh....I wanted to do stuff to him while he was asleep!"

He tilted his head and grinned big, pointing with a thumb at his bloody chest.

"Thomas Gibson. The Cheshire and former master of Simons gate! OH! I better follow you out. Don't wanna end up like poor kitty here."

And so he would stand and follow Leon out.

[Leon]

Leon tilted his head once out of the room and dropped David on a counter.

"You mean things like cutting into someone's neck and putting devices in them?"

Leon wasn't too pissed about it, just felt a tad defiled about the whole ordeal. He wasn't opposed to the toy but the means was a little fucked up.

[Baldur Odinson]

Thomas chuckled.

"Yeah, exactly. See, you understand."

He would close the door behind him, looking over at David's body and scratching his chin.

"Dunno if I could to him though. He'd probably just have his executive goons remove what I do. But you're a man of a different breed, Mr. Sudeki. It's sheer luck that the gate didn't kill you when you first activated it."

He blinked, smirking through the blood.

[Leon]

Leon would look to David when Thomas spoke about removing the device, remembering what he was saying earlier about it. Though the follow up didn't rub his ego at all.

"I hear that alot."

He wasn't bragging it was true, so many things should have killed him so far it was a wonder he got strong enough to be the one to tell people that.

Leon would slap David a bit to see if he could induce conciousness if not then the Blonde would have to carry him back. Only just realizing they left his jacket and tie in the Gate.