Consolidating Power (Open/School Captain Event)

[Krane Asiv]

Seemed it was time to buckle down and prepare for the worst of it. Two sixty would integrate completely transferred into Two Five-Nine soon and neither the S.H.C.P or Pillar groups were prepared for such a move. Not to mention hostility between the two schools would be unimaginably high and impossible to truly prepare for. So Krane called an afternoon assembly in the courtyard for all students.

On the cement stage in front of the podium for the courtyard Krane waited for a sizable group to pop up before beginning. He wasn't one for speaking, or repeating himself.

"Today is likely going to be the roughest day of those to come. As School Captain I am declaring a school wide event that starts immediately following this assembly. I will be stepping down as School Captain and the last standing student at the end of today that reaches the roof of Building One will be School Captain. Undisputed leader of the student body. This School Captain will be understood as the conqueror of Two Five-Nine. If you do not wish to participate you are free to take the day off and leave school grounds escorted by a volunteer member of the staff Mister Leon Sudeki. After that there are no rules. Fight and win."

[Tyr Odinson]

Captain?

CAPTAIN!?

"KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN-!"

He leapt off the water fountain, aiming a flying superman punch for the side of Kranes face. The guy wanted a massive brawl, right? A way to deplete the energies before bringing in the newbies? Might as well start it off right, and that was by attacking the former Captain.

Stats:

Attack: 7
Speed: 10
Defense: 18
Perception: 10
Energy: 5

[Emily Suddenfield]

Em's brow twitched. After Krane finished speaking, several people immediately turned to her with menacing looks. She wore a jacket that said "AfterShock" on the back. Her hood was down, meaning she couldn't hide herself...now she was forced to confront the fact that the school wanted her head. She'd ruled over them with an iron fist- so why wouldn't they go after her? Her gaze would slide to Krane, zeroing in on him as another black haired male led the assault.

"Quite calculating, Krane..."

She was, after all, one of the lead threats to 259's Pillarship stability. Rather than come outright and challenge her, he left it up to the school populace to decide their fate. She slowly stood, causing several of them to back up.

"Let's not get too hasty...."

Stats: 

Attack: 25
Speed: 27
Defense: 26
Perception: 21
Energy: 10

[Krane Asiv]

Krane knew the outcome of this battle was not guaranteed in any real form. This would be his own personal test, as well as real proof if he wins. He conquered two five nine. He saw the floods of those who accepted the conditions and left with the teacher, however the mass of students that remained, grinning and ready to take the title by force. It got loud, very quickly. Krane barely heard the outburst to his blind side where a fist slammed into his face.

The hit had a lot of body weight behind it along with speed, so judging the actual output of damage this guy had was impossible. Krane turned his head against the punch so as to not be moved from his spot, throwing an elbow from his opposite side in an arc to slash the punch spike across the attackers abdomen and follow up with an upper cut from the same arm.

Atk: 13 (20)
Spd: 11 (22)
Def: 12 (16)
Per: 10 (12)
Eng: 11 (15)

[John]

John was near the back and saw a couple of people turn on the Ex-Captain. A smile ran across his face as he ran and leapt into the air behind two of them, driving a knee into each of the back of thear heads and riding their falling forms to the ground, driving their faces into the ground with his knee's and body weight.

Rolling forward he would make a bee line for Emily Suddenfield, head on, at her best, when she is ready. The way he wants it. Leaping at her directly aiming to plant his right shoe in her face.

[Cale Beoulve]

Cale joined in with the crowd heading to Krane's little speech and listened in. Krane was one of the few people in this school he actually did respect after their mutual... understanding early on in his attendance. He had only been gone for a few weeks, but it seemed that quite a bit had changed. He'd heard rumblings of this school merging with another of the local branches, and wasn't entirely sure how exactly all of that worked, but now this?

How much had he missed?

As the crowd grew more restless, Cale's hand slowly moved up to grip at Ragnarok's hilt. Before he'd even had a good chance to pick out potential problems in the crowd, some upstart had already rushed for Krane. His fingers tightened around the hilt of his sword as he leapt up from the ground, kicking up dust while he spun around in the air and brought the blunt, wide side of Ragnarok around in a horizontal swipe at the kid Krane was trying to hit back.

"Now see that just wasn't very sportsmanlike!" he shouts, dragging the hulking metal weapon through the air towards Andrew. Cale didn't care much for some phony leadership spot, but he certainly wasn't going to watch someone pull a cheap shot like that and not help out. Or miss a good fight in general.

[Emily Suddenfield]

Emily watched rather calmly as the male rode the faces of two students into the concrete. Her eyes would watch his body- good speed, strong core. He was after the heads of as many students as he could get his claws on, like a wolf prowling without a pack. His hungry maw was drooling at the thought of taking Emily on, of burying the former Captain in the masses.

But the wolf was circling a Lion, and her shoulders were broad.

Stepping hard right, his boot would pass her head over her left shoulder as her right arm whipped back and, legs and torso torquing into the blow, the Aftershock Commander would unload a harsh right fist for his midsection as he was soaring in the air, intent to send his body flying/flopping off into the crowd and skittering across the earth. If it worked, she'd hold up a smoking fist.

"Stay down."

[Tyr Odinson]

Andrew absorbed the blow to the midsection, completing incapable of following the strike. Even if he could, why stop such a delightful chance to feel the full might of the School Captain?

The wind was knocked from him brutally, his eyes bulging just before Kranes fist smashed into his chin, sending him stumbling back and causing blood to leak from a cut the males knuckles opened. Steadying himself, Andrew would grip one of the chairs on the stage to hurl it at Krane, left hand moving to grab and hurl an immediate second before Andrew himself would lurch forward and aim to tackle/spear Krane off the stage and into the brawling crowd.

A cackle escaped his lips.

Woooonderfuuuul....

[Kit Wolf]

As Kit entered the school for the first time he heard a commotion coming from the pep rally so he headed that way. As he entered the room he saw something that fascinated him, an all out brawl. He watched from the sidelines waiting for the perfect time to strike. He picked out a target a larger man on a stage currently engaged with another student.Thinking to himself ~i know that i'm out matched in a one on one so why not try a two against one then see where we go from there.~

He walked with a predators lope that he had obtained from the streets of Louisiana, Calmly and slowly making his way towards the stage unwrapping the chains from around his biceps attached at his wrists by a leather cuff preparing for the upcoming fight. Slowly starting to spin the chains with his arms outstretched allowing for the chains to rise just above the floor, gradually gaining speed with each step he takes. Eyes never leaving his target.

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Takumi had just walked on campus. It was late, he didn't care. It was rare when he did show up on time. Hearing the commotion in the courtyard he thought to himself.

It seems we are starting early today. Most large brawls don't start until after lunch. Kyoko would have loved this.

He adjusted his path at the thought of his younger sister. Dammit. Why did he have to think of her? It always made him thirsty for a good fight. Rage. It was always a good fuel. He rounded the final wall and saw people fighting EVERYWHERE. He eyed the field for a target. Most backed off him or didn't notice him. Fine. He was searching for something more substantial than a normal fight. That was... until a Sephiroth looking mother fucker bumped into his shoulder. FUCK THAT.

Takumi would slid his left foot back, shifting his weight onto it and then forward again, and throwing a back hand into the back of Sephie's head.

"Stay out of the way pip squeak."

Kit Wolf

[Kit Wolf]

After feeling a blow to the back of his head Kit stumbled foreword a few steps. With a curse he spun at the words of the unwanted encounter with this red haired man. He looked deep into the mans eyes seeing pain and a need to fight so he decided to give him just what he wanted. A fight.

"So i'm a pip squeak ay? What dose that make you a child. If you what a fight you have one"

As the last words roweled off his tongue he attacked. Swinging the chain in his left hand at the Redhead with a side-words flick of his wrist at his face, fallowing it up with an downward swing with the chain in his right hand aimed at the mans shoulder. He set his feet into the ground ready to jump at a moment notice.

"Hope you have some speed my man or this might hurt a bit." Kit chuckled.

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Takumi only smiled back as the squeaker spun and mouthed off. Child, yes... But he supposed all could be forgiven in the beautiful art of combat.

"Fushi kai ni-i desu! LET'S GO THEN, SQUEEKY!"

Takumi tried to dodge the chains, but was a bit too slow. They ended up hitting his inner elbow. Ouch...? Did that hurt? He really wasn't so sure. He was fast, but was he strong? Takumi wrapped his arm around the chain and yanked the kid forward into his awaiting strike! As the kid flew forward, he'd twist his body so there was a lot more force to his punch. And, as usual, he aimed for the other side of the kid's head for a stronger blow.

[Kit Wolf]

As Kits was propelled forward by the redhead he saw the upcoming strike knowing that if he didn't some how dodge or at lest block the punch he would be in some serious pain. Judging by the force the boy had used in yanking his chain he could only guess that he was strong. ~i must think of something and quick, but what. his chains were to long for up close fighting and he couldn't un-clip the chain in time. Then it hit him~ He allowed the other boys strength to be his own. Jumping on instinct he Pulled his knees up to only to extend his legs to try and execute a flying dragon kick aimed at the boys head.

"i hope this hurts kid nobody. NOBODY!! Calls me a squeaker and gets away with it unscathed."

~gods please let this work i don't know if i can keep this up~

[Krane Asiv]

Krane grunted when he saw the guy didn't go down, turning to face him and the oncoming char spinning at an annoying speed. Krane raised his arms diagonally placing his fore arms perpendicular to each other taking the first chair to the armor and knocking it away. Side stepping the second.

His face staying the calm resting bitch face that it was as he noticed Andrew wasn't where he had left him and felt the impact lift and carry the tall Ex-School Captain from the stage to smash to the ground with his back, jutting a knee up with his knee spike to catch Andrew in the gut.

If that worked he would kick out to flip Andrew over and off of him so he could get back to his feet.

[John]

John didn't see much happen when he caught the punch to his gut, folding his body around the arm like a person made of play-doh, his limbs flopping wildly as they wished to continue his momentum, which was completely reversed. His arms and legs acting like tassel ribbons as he was launched from the fist into the crowd causing him to bounce, flop, and skid along the pavement until it ended, running his face and exposed arms through the dirt and rocks.

John lay there for a moment, trying to put air back into his lungs, his left arm was jacked up from the tumble and his right leg didn't look much better. Blood, vomit, and spit exploded from his mouth as he popped from the final realization of pain. His right arm gripping at the ground finding no strength with which to lift his form yet his fingers simply scratched at the dirt.

Finally with a shaky start he pushed his upper body from the ground, and brought both knees in to get upright. Pushing his left leg up to get a foot planted before getting himself standing. His face had cuts on it and his hairline had a steady stream of blood coming from it. He saw a tent of red and the pain from looking around signaled hat he had a popped blood vessel in one of his eyes. He didn't know which due to the double vision. He did however know from which way he came, raising his left arm he'd wave Emily over, before throwing up a middle finger.

"That all you got, bitch?!"