Open, Shudder! The Teacher on the Outside (Kiyr Barrial)

[Emily Suddenfield]

"Q" would take the blow, left hand snatching out to grab Kiyr's right arm just below the elbow at the forearm. She'd keep the grip and step in while turning counter clockwise. This was done rapidly to add force to her next attack. See, Kiyr's arm would have been brought up over "Q"'s right shoulder, "Q"'s back to her as the girl would move to judo-flip Kiyr over her shoulder. That's to illustrate her movements- but what was key was the speed in which this would need to be done. The movements had to be swift in order to add momentum and weight to the flip.

If it worked, Kiyr would be slammed onto her side in front of "Q", who would then (assuming it worked), attempt to wrap her legs around the arm and lay her calves on Kiyr's chest, pulling down on the limb into an armbar.

She wouldn't break it, if she got it in. She'd hope to tap Kiyr out.

[Kyrie Blaze]

The solid connection took the blonde by surprise, yet it also made some part of her wary. Probably for good reason, because the next thing she knew the young woman's hand clasped the arm before it could withdraw and her follow-up happened with a second blow. She was fast.

And it was all the blonde could do to take a half-step in - her left leg sliding between the two in front of her - as "Q" turned...and the blonde attempted to loop her left arm beneath her opponent's left arm to snug tightly just below her bra. She clung, tightly, like a silk dress without a slip, and too much static...and the blonde would attempt to sink her weight low, as though to act as a ground.

It seemed to work...for a moment.

And then Kyrie felt "Q" dig, and the sink she had applied was overcome, and over the shoulder she would go..! ...and she lost her grip. Her sharp inhale told her non-existent audience that wasn't what she had planned. Still, the blonde tucked--and would roll if "Q" let her arm go.


. o O ( D20 Rolls: "Q" 20, Kyrie 16...and for the story progression I decided to go with the grip break, even though 4 wasn't that muuuuuch of a gap. )

[Damien Blaze]

Damien heard the sound of a scuffle with grunts, so as Kiyr rolled away from the masked woman, he burst through the door, eyes on Kiyr for half a second before dropping the coat in his right hand. He would promptly throw a right hook for her skull, his own interactions with this schools Captain enough to tell him that, whoever this female was, it was unlikely she was as strong. Therefore, he didn't need to go all out- just get her away from his lady.

Once/if the blow struck, he'd move to stand between them, ready to fight.

Punch:

Attack/Speed: 30

After punch: All stats 40

[Emily Suddenfield]

Immediately, "Q" felt extreme alarm. Another body being here caused a quick analysis of the situation. Her assumption was simple math. The man had looked to Kiyr with subtle recognition, which put Kiyr at fault. A trap? Possible. "Aftershock" had done it's work in destroying the school gangs and perhaps the faculty wanted the strongest gang down as quickly as possible. Maybe she had over-estimated the morality of the blonde. She might be a plant, or a simple ruse. The second possibility was that this was a random teacher that worked with Kiyr, but "Q" did her homework. Individuals rarely came here at this time of day, being far more eager to go home. That put the most likely result in the former category. Kiyr had told someone she was meeting "Q" here, and here was the outcome.

Spinning quickly and with far more purpose, "Q" would bend low, sticking out her left leg to sweep Damien's legss out. The larger male, not anticipating a reaction matching his own, grunted as his body shifted sideways, legs swept from under him and eyes wide. "Q"'s fists would be enshrined in shadow, and the small woman would burst forward, her body moving much faster than it should have been. The fists would slam into Damien's gut, digging in (And shredding his shirt) before launching the large male (whose eyes bulged as blood spewed from his lips) into the hall to smash into the wall, cracks erupting along his back from the impact before he slid to his hands and knees.

"Q" would sprint out and down the hall, like a blur, making for the door.

Damien would come to his feet, only to stumble and take a knee. He felt weak. Queasy. He was pale and broke out in a sweat. His hands would touch where her fist had hit him, smoke curling from the impact site with a hiss.

"Who....the fuck....?"

OOC: 

Attack and speed during punch/retreat: 42 (+10 to Atk and Spd from Mark 1 + Mark 2 Stacked, +2 to Atk and Spd from School Captain hoodie)

"Shadow Fist Mark II" - Emily may now ignite both hands in shadow, dealing the same damage. the effect of the boost is increased from +4 and +4 to +6 and +6. She may now strike with both hands, utilizing the "Shadow Fist Dual Strike", which causes a vast increase in symptoms. Her opponent now feels flue-like symptoms. Fever, headache, nausea, weakness and chills. Effects last for 1 post per 10 energy.

[Kyrie Blaze]

As she rolled and began to twist her body back into an upright position, she heard the door - and her stomach dropped - but with her next half-breath she smelled...

...Panera?

Damien.

She knew before her eyes told her that what she'd hoped wouldn't happen, did. And before she could rightly react, "Q"...seemed to explode, and the next thing she knew, Damien erupted back out into the hall, amidst lingering licks of what seemed to be either black flame, or smoke. Probably smoke. She coughed just slightly and pushed to her feet to dart out into the hall to check on Damien, propping him up against her shoulder so she could take a look at the damage, mostly concerned because of the blood.

"Laisse moi voir!" Let me see. She pushed him back, gently, to prop him against the wall instead of slouched over her shoulder and inspected, her voice lowering to a volume he could hear, after, as she looked at the injury. "The infamous "Q". We were talking until a few minutes ago...did you see the mats, Damien? It wasn't an actual I-will-destroy-you fight. "Q" was testing me. You came in at the wrong time."

There was a note of frustration in her words, but, it was soft in the face of her concern.

[Damien Blaze]

He would sit back against the wall, bile testing his throat. He gasped in pain, hand moving aside to let her inspect. The wound burned, but there was very little surface damage. He spat more blood, wiping the excess spittle onto his sleeve.

"I'm alright. Only thing really damaged is my pride."

He would glance back the way "Q" had vanished. She, for a moment, exceeded his own abilities. He didn't think a student was capable of it. David was stronger in his prime, maybe, but at this point she could at least stand up to them. He would reach into his mouth, touching the wound on his cheek from the bite her blow had caused (thus resulting in the spewed blood).

"Ah....I apologize, then. I thought you wanted someone else there, just in case. When I saw the fight, mats or not...I assumed."

He'd try to push himself to his feet.

"We should find her, so I can explain."

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kyrie...was still concerned even with the lack of external damage. Internal... She happened to glance up at Damien as he touched the inside of his mouth and his fingers came out bloody...

...and she finally sighed, but was still wary.

"Considering the note, I cannot really blame you." She frowned as he tried to move to his feet, again, and sighed - yes, again - before shifting to help him up.

"She may be long gone, by now, but if you really want to..?"

Which would probably be the smart thing to do. Kyrie glanced back at the now-closed staff door. She'd have to put away those mats, after, but best to go with Damien if he still had the notion to find "Q" and explain.

[Emily Suddenfield]

A male would walk around the corner, along with a smaller female, the former of which was pulling a large wheeled platform. They'd give little nods to Kiyr and begin to clean up the mats promptly, ignoring their conversation.

[Damien Blaze]

Damien started to feel the effects subside, now able to take a deeper breath. Pain still emanated from where the girls fists had struck, and he would straighten, letting out a little cough.

"Do you think it would hurt your chances...?"

His eyes would turn to the two, both of whom wore AFTERSHOCK jackets and labels. They didn't seem to care about Kiyr and Damien as they would clean up. The elder male would speak to them.

"Excuse me....your leader....do you know where we might find her?"

[Kyrie Blaze]

"I do not know..." She trailed off with a curious blink at the two masked people whom she could not place the actual identities to.

Aside from the fact they were clearly AFTERSHOCK members...who were there to clean rather than attack. She was quiet as Damien spoke up but stood still.

[Emily Suddenfield]

The female would pause as the male continued to clean.

"She is not our leader. I am."

The girl would turn back, tilting her head to the side.

"As am I."

The male would stand straight, setting another mat on the trolley. The female would put her hands on her hips.

"So what happened? You two decide to jump "Q" or what? Looks like it didn't work out in your favor. As if we'd expect any less."

They turned to look at each other and snickered a little to themselves.

[Damien Blaze]

Damien glanced between them.

"Are you playing games with me, students? Being that you're the ones cleaning up her mess, I'd second guess your leadership roles."

It was Damien's turn to straighten. Aftershock...did they think they ran this place? Damien had no connection to anyone outside his wife and brother, as well as his hopefully-soon-to-be adopted daughter. These students, if they stood against him....he would brush the dust off his shoulders and glance back.

"I ask again- where can we find her?"

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kyrie sighed.

"She appears to be your leader as she knows those she has given masks to. She also guides the way AFTERSHOCK is run. She may not rule individual actions, but for all intents she is the head of your gang." She supplied calmly, rationally. "Damien simply interrupted. "Q" took precautions in light of that, and his actions. We simply want to explain."

[Emily Suddenfield]

Both of their smiles disappeared slowly- not that Kiyr or Damien would notice. The girl clenched her fist, prepped to punch both these teachers in the throat, when the male stepped around her.

"When your brother, if you have one, comes to visit, do you not make him meals? Clean his messes? Treat him to events? What about your girlfriend or boyfriend? Your father? Your friend? You do these things out of a connection. A symbol or gesture of respect. In the same way, we help "Q", as she helps us. I am Scale. This hot head next to me is Richter. We were the first to join "Q" in the gang, and we voted at the time on who would hand out the masks until or if the gang disperses. In order to recruit, we had to have someone who would know all identities. Being that she already knew ours from asking us to join, and being that we believe she is the strongest person in this school, we felt it only made sense to have "Q" continue these duties. We also found it the most safe alternative. As for how "AFTERSHOCK" is run- she guides it only in the sense that I have already given- that being she is in a position and is a person we respect. Therefore, we open our ears when she speaks."

Scale put his hands in his pockets.

"We have an agenda we all agree upon for the betterment of the students, including ourselves. It's mutually beneficial, and sort of the purpose of joining. But we all do our own things, unless- like Richter and myself- you decide to join forces."

He would hold up the mask "Q" had dropped inside.

"I assume this was for either of you. I'll take it back with me, in case the one of you she offered it to changes their mind. Would defeat the purpose if I knew your identity in the end, wouldn't it?"

Being the lower half of his face was covered, his identity was hidden in the same way. "R" would fold her arms.

"As for where Quake is, we don't know. She comes and goes like a ghost. You really only ever find her if she wants to be found, or if she finds you."

[Damien Blaze]

Damien's brow twitched....but he would fold his arms and this time, let Kiyr answer. His instinct was to lay a beat down on these students but...the blonde was far more direct in issues of the mind or heart.

He wouldn't answer the accusation of one of them joining- best they think it could be either of them, right?