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Post by ubersex on Mar 4, 2007 17:38:33 GMT -8
"Hit you!? I don't even think I could get over to you after you fucked up and knocked all these toys over!"
A smirk. Maybe a small laugh escaped him. He was having fun, even if he just got hit in the face with a pokeball, he didn't care. This was fun. And he wasn't mad or angry at Jacob. He didn't hate him. He was providing him with something he really needed, a fun fight. A light hearted fight, where no one would get seriously injured. And as the boy turned and navigated his way away from the toy-covered floor, Sevren followed suit. He wouldn't attack. He would wait until they got away from this area, and once again, he would set himself up, and wait or Jacob to make the first move.
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Post by jacob on Mar 4, 2007 17:41:33 GMT -8
As soon as Jacob got himself out of the Pokemon infested isle of doom, he spun around on his feet to look for Serven. He wanted him to get out too, and since he was seven feet behind him, it would take awhile. Jacob only left enough room for him to get out where they were out of striking range. Why? Well, if Serven wanted Jacob to attack him, that's what was going to happen. Jacob only waited for Serven to get out, and then, well that's when the fun would get going good again. Of course, Jacob made no signal he was going to attack Serven as soon as he got out, but Serven was still most likely smart enough to have his guard up anyways.
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Post by ubersex on Mar 4, 2007 17:54:04 GMT -8
Those savants wouldwork quickly, and soon enough he would be out of the dreaded pokemon isle, and be ready. Yes ,his guarxd would indeed be put up. He still didn't really know what this kid was capable of, but he was sure that he would find out soon enough. Obviously Sevren would have to be careful, and he would have to think his actions through if he planned on coming out on top, something he really wanted. He wanted to win. But if he didn't, he wouldn't mind that much. At least this wasn't some huge, defining fight.
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Post by jacob on Mar 4, 2007 17:59:33 GMT -8
As soon as Serven was out, Jacob lashed out with a hard and quick right jab, in hopes of being able to slam him hard in the nose. It was meant to be easily pulled back in case Serven went for a grapple, and it gave Jacob a good sense of what he needed to do in case Serven attempted to make a quick counter. Jacob never started off with harsh attacks, he let them be considerably weak, if they hit, then Jacob was in good shape, if they didn't, he was at least not putting himself into a horrible situation from it all. Jacob would wait to see how the attack played out, and he was ready for whatever maneuver Serven might respond with his attack.
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Post by ubersex on Mar 4, 2007 18:20:29 GMT -8
A quick jab. He was surprised by the boy's speed, but then again, he shouldn't have been. After all, he had seen how the boy reacted, and dodged every other attempt at an attack that Sevren had done previously. but still, for some unknown reason, he hadn't expected the speed. Though he wasn't completely helpless against it.
He would react in time, but just barely, as the punch would simply roll off Sevren's right cheek as he pivoted on his left foot, and sent his right side toward Jacob so that his right side would be facing his opponent, and that right arm would have shot out to the side quickly. His hand wouldn't fold till the last second, just before it would hit Jacob's body. IF it managed to connect, it would land just below hi left pectoral muscle, his knuckles aiming to dig against the boy's ribcage as he would twist his fist on impact.
His legs would be set apart at a relatively good length, and his knees bent. Obviously, he was relatively experienced when it came to keeping his balance, and he knew he had the near perfect ability to keep his balance, and find his center of gravity on any surface, and in most situations. He would be ready to react to the best of his ability of his counter was countered, or if he felt he needed to retreat.
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Post by jacob on Mar 4, 2007 18:31:24 GMT -8
Letting his arm quickly come back, Jacob's eyes quickly caught sight of shoulder movement by Serven's right arm. Knowing it would be awkward for a diaganol attack, Jacob was fully prepared to guard the left side of his body. As the attack was moving toward him, Jacob was maneuvering, letting his left swing quickly swing to where the right side of his body would be facing Serven. With that, Jacob would allow his right arm to go for yet another attack, a hard right shoulder being aimed right toward Serven's face. Jacob kept his feet planted during the attack, and was hoping to get Serven while he was still recovering from the attack. What that meant was, he would at least need to dodge before he could counter which would allow Jacob to have time to dodge that counter. Simply put, he was just hoping for it to be another one of those 'stall him, so I can still get out safely, but if it hits, then a bonus for me' type moves.
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Post by ubersex on Mar 4, 2007 18:43:28 GMT -8
So Sevren's little counter, would miss and it seemed that Jacob would maneuvering the same way that Sevren had just down. Though Jacob would not use his arm to attack. Instead he would use that shoulder. A good idea, and it would be a strong attack as well. Feeling like there wasn't much he could do to block the attack fully, he would just take it for the time being. Though he had a good idea of how he could use it to his advantage.
As the boy's shoulder neared, Sevren's still extended would begin to hook toward Jacob. And as he was hit, he would throw his left leg backwards a bit, so that once it touched ground, he could use to salvage a small amount of balance. His right arm which he aimed to slam against side of Jacob's neck and grip, would have been set into position as he was truck by the shoulder. With the added push back from the shoulder, he hoped that the grip his hand could get was enough for Sevren to use it to pull the boy foreword. His right leg would slide left a good amount as his left leg slammed against the ground. He hoped to pull the boy hard enough into Sevren's hip, and then yank him over it. And send him down toward the ground.
Basically, it was like a judo flip of sorts. Though it would be an awkward one at that. But if it worked, He was sure the boy wouldn't feel good when he slammed against the cold, hard Toys r' us floor. Sevren felt the odd pain from the shoulder for sure, but his body could take much more damage then that at this time.
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Post by jacob on Mar 4, 2007 18:52:21 GMT -8
Catching the movement of Serven's right arm, Jacob quickly decided to make his own little defensive manuever. With that said, Jacob would just modify the attack that he was making at the moment. To simply put, Jacob would allow himself to stumble back a few feet to get away from the incoming right arm. Since Serven's right arm was the arm furthest away from Jacob, that meant that it would be enough to easily get out of range from its incoming force. Especially since Serven was planning on going backward more than forward. Now that this was justified, Jacob elbow would be somewhat tilted forward when it went for the attack toward him. He would quickly send it back, letting it hit, but not wanting to sink in to cause the most damage.
That was all done, Jacob was now going to see how Serven reacted to it all, since Jacob just got away. Jacob has been purposely fighting cautiously ever since he let that first attack hit, and why you might ask? Because he got a good taste of that first attack, and it was right then and there he knew letting this guy pull off hits would be like suicide. Jacob wanted to avoid that at all costs.
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Post by ubersex on Mar 6, 2007 15:38:42 GMT -8
Realizing he wouldn't be taking the boy down the way he had planned, he decided it would be a good idea to pull back away himself. As his arm swung, he would have thrown it to his left side as he dropped backward on purpose. His left arm extended backward a bit, ready and waiting to be pressed upon the ground so that he could catch himself. Acting quickly, and using the momentum from that right arm, he would throw his legs upward and back in the same manner.
The odd little back-flip would be supported by Sevren's left arm, and he would push off it once the flip was completed. His main aim there was just for added distance between the two fighters. It was obvious that this boy knew what he was doing, and that he was good at escaping others attacks. Sevren could play it cautious too, and he would for now. He would once again wave the boy foreword after the flip. His legs parted, right power leg leading the left, instead of the power leg behind.
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Post by jacob on Mar 6, 2007 15:43:53 GMT -8
Not wanting to chase Serven anymore, Jacob quickly turned around grabbing the closest object he could find on the shelf behind him. It was supported by the wall, and it wouldn't take long for Jacob to grab then turn back, this all still going on while Serven was finishing his back flip and most likely balancing himself on the ground. What Jacob would find would be none other than a bowling ball, what the hell was that doing at a place like this!? Oh well, not Jacob's problem, maybe some people even thoughts bowling balls were toys in some random places... yeah... whatever.
Letting his right arm wrap around it, Jacob quickly launched it right over toward Serven, and it shot like a bullet. Of course, it wasn't aimed toward his face or something, more for his knee area. There was one unfortunate thing for Serven though, and that was that doing the back flip had positioned him at a very inconvenient place. The isle of the Pokemon doom and stuff, giving him limited movement! Not good for him! It was all fun and games though still, and Jacob would just randomly toss stuff at the guy until he flushed him out. Jacob had a larger and more deadly arsenal then a few simple Pokemon stuff. Plus, he had more movement to dodged whatever comes at him.
OOC: I've always wanted to toss a bowling ball at someone. D=
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Post by ubersex on Mar 6, 2007 16:48:41 GMT -8
Sevren had just finished the little backflip.. thing, and then those emerald orbs would widen as he came to see Jacob whip that bowling ball toward him. What a bowling ball was doing in Toys R' Us confused the hell out of Sevren, but he wouldn't give his mind any time to think on that. He had to act fast. The little flip he had done had given him a good view of the doomness that was the Pokemon isle. He knew he wouldn't be able to go backwards anymore, and since the bowling ball was whipped toward him from a low position, Sevren decided he would jump, while hoping off to the side, away from the pile of shit in the Toys R' Us isle they had destroyed.
Having regained his balance relatively quick, he would have jumped quickly, pushing hard with both feet as he directed his weight away from the piles of stuff on the ground, and the incoming Bowling ball. He would land again upon both feet. The bowling ball had skimmed his leg as he jumped, but the pain was minimal. He didn't need to worry about it at this time. He just wanted this boy to come at him. He felt that was really his only chance to cause any more damage. He would need the boy to come at him, and then he could properly pick him apart as he needed.
"Stop throwing shit and come at me! This is getting boring.."
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Post by jacob on Mar 6, 2007 17:02:09 GMT -8
"Boring? I'll just end your suffering and leave then, it wasn't like I started this fight anyways, no skin off my nose."
Jacob easily retorted back toward Serven, before turning on his feet, and beginning to walk away. He wouldn't even wait for a response, if Serven really wanted to continue the fight then he would, but as far as Jacob saw it, he had been doing his part as a fighter at the moment. He was attacked, there for he was a victim, his job was to survive, and that made it where he technically won. There was nothing obliging him to stay, and there for he would leave.
Of course, Serven could always attack him from behind, and that would never be good for Jacob. Still, it was up to him, honestly, Jacob did his part with attacking, but he wasn't here to play pass on the offense and defensive, he aimed to fight in a climatic battles, without the climax, there was no point in fighting in his eyes.
"Let's see if he will take this opportunity to exploit a possible opening, if he is truly 'bored', he will, but knowing this city, he might be like the others and cower out."
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Post by ubersex on Mar 7, 2007 12:15:09 GMT -8
Boring? I'll just end your suffering and leave then, it wasn't like I started this fight anyways, no skin off my nose.
Sevren didn't really think he would leave. But he watched the boy turn, and it seemed he really meant to leave. Now Sevren really would have rather had the other boy attack. But it seemed he was determined to leave. So instead of sitting back, and just letting the boy leave, he decided to pursue him. After all, he couldn't just leave the fight hanging like that.
The good thing about their current location, was the fact that it was still loud. That the place was in complete chaos after the shelf fell, and that would help Sevren cover the sound of his footsteps as he began his quick run toward his opponent. Savants would grip, the tiled floor as he tore his way toward Jacob. He aimed to come in low, crouching as he neared, so that he could throw his right side to the left, and spin. His left leg would aim to kick Jacob's legs out from under him.
Sevren had a good idea that the boy might try to dodge it, so he would keep his right arm up and extended a bit, so that if the boy jumped upwards to avoid Sevren's sweep, his arm could catch the boys legs still, and once again knock them from under his body, while he was airborne.
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Post by jacob on Mar 7, 2007 13:11:50 GMT -8
"Perfect."
A smirk would appear on Jacob's face, the advantage still remaining for him at the moment. There was something Jacob possessed which helped him out a great deal in situations like these, the ability to read minds. He had never locked off Serven's thought waves even when he said he was going to leave, it was all a taunt to draw him near. Why? Because Jacob planned ahead in fights, and this was another display of one of those genius ideas that go inside his head. Of course, it could of gone wrong, but there wasn't much of a risk being made at it, just Jacob getting away freely.
So pretty much, Jacob could tell just by the guy's thinking patterns when he was in striking range, and Jacob was found spinning around with his right leg, the attack being drawn a second before Serven and having more momentum inside of it as well. The kick was aimed to hit Serven hard in the head at his current crouched position, not if he was standing up full height. It would be added with surprise, the spin being him moving the distance where his right leg would eng up hitting him in the head with the outside region of the leg.
To simply put, this is an attack Jacob had been developing since he heard he was boring, and gathering little by little of his personality as time went on, he came to the conclusion that he could draw this guy over to attack. The guy fell right into his plan, and all Jacob needed to do then was make sure his attack was launched first, which was helpful due to his speed advantage, then the element of surprise would be on his side.
So yeah, Jacob was pretty confident about this attack being able to hit home, and cause some damage.
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Post by ubersex on Mar 7, 2007 14:03:30 GMT -8
!?
Sevren was surprised by the way the kid reacted. He didn't know how he had done it. There was no possible way he could have heard him over the screaming that had been going on. And as much as Sevren wished he could have avoided or blocked it in some way, it had been timed perfectly, and Sevren couldn't go anything in time to prevent the leg from crashing against his skull. He would wince as he body was knocked over. Landing on his right side, he felt the world around him revolving. He had been hit pretty hard, and he wasn't sure what was happening at the moment.
He felt liquid. Something wet. Blood had been sprang from the side of his head, where the blow had landed. The cut was clean though, it wouldn't be hard to patch up. But he was definitely bleeding. The crimson liquid would roll down t he side of his head, dampening his dark hair, and staining that white jacket of his. Though this definitely wasn't the end of Sevren. No, he would do his best to continue fighting. After all, he had taken a few more hits then that, all harder and more dangerous. All from a huge, monstrosity of a teacher.
And as he lay upon his right side, his world rocked for a few seconds, he wasn't exactly sure what to do. The worst part, was that he was deeply confused. Amazed as well, at how the boy had pulled it off. He desperately wanted to know. But he guessed that he would be able to find out at some other time. He just needed to do something. He needed to cause some damage. Using the arm he was resting on, at the same time as placing his left behind him,he would attempt to pull off a rather quick, and hopefully unexpected ground attack. His recovery from t he blow would be fast, mainly due tot he training he had undergone to harden his body, and keep his head in the game when he was hit like that.
His body would lift a bit as his right foot would then shoot from it's spot upon the ground, directly toward Jacob's legs. His left leg would soon follow if his right had missed, his right leg soon going back in the directly it had came. Sevren's body would twist respectively, hands moving as needed to perform the attack. Basically, he was attempting to pull off a move he rarely used, something most people would consider 'break dancing' tactic. Also considered an attack in Brazilian dance fighting..
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