Scream it Out Loud! (Anyone!!!!)

[Keith]

Seems, that she wouldn't give up. Keith didn't expect her to anyway. However, Keith knew how to fight her without being aggressive about it. This time, she came at him blind and tried to throw a right punch at him.

As the right punch came, Keith would execute a Morote Dori which is a one-handed wrist/hand grab. Keith was fast enough and should be able to grab the girl's wrist. From there, Keith would then turn her wrist downwards. Of course it's going to cause pain and discomfort on the girl's part.

Keith was going to use the girl's momentum against herself. In short, Keith was going to use the girl's momentum and flip her to the ground.

[Jenna Scorn]

Feet pounding against the ground, and as she'd push her fist forward to strike at the male he'd grab her. eyes would widen, a quick release of air would release as she'd almost gasp.

But he had her.

And before she knew it her world was turned upside down.
The thud of her body against the pavement had left her breathless.
The air knocked out of her for the most part as her mouth opened to gasp for air.

Silence passed between the two for a moment, she'd stir slowly. Picking up the pieces of herself now, slowly turning onto her belly, and soon pushing herself from the ground.

Bringing her knees beneath her as she'd look up at him.

She'd pause for a moment, almost in some sort of running stance.

Fingers tips poised against the cement ground as she looked up at him with those blue eyes.

What now?

[Keith]

Seemed that this girl wasn't done yet, far from it. But she was drunk so Keith couldn't do much. All he could do was counter the girl's attacks and let her tire herself out. Of course the alcohol in her system should be doing it as well.

Calmly, Keith looked at her. As if she was going to run towards him. Keith wasn't going to attack. But if she wanted to attack him, by all means go for it. She could attack Keith but in her state, it was utterly pointless.

"Are you done yet?" Keith asked.

[Jenna Scorn]

Her teeth were bared, gritting against one another as she readied herself.

"Are you done yet?"

Body stiffened, eyes slightly widening as she stared at him. Now her head lowering as her eyes fell upon the pavement, strands of tasseled hair falling in her face as she did so.

Body slouched, almost curling in a ball.
Her hands moved to her head, clutching it, digging into strands of hair as she breathed.

I...I'm...pathetic!

Those fingers curling around strands of hair, pulling now as she shook her head.

"No wonder he doesn't love me!!!!"

Tears threatened her eyes, stinging at those blue orbs as her body shook.


I can't even land a single punch on this guy, its no wonder Johnathan hasn't fallen for me.

What the fuck am I doing?

Shivers down her spine, body heaving as she gasped for air.

Another panic attack?
Like when she had been with Valekin?

Finger nails tugged at the collar of her shirt as she'd thrust her head back, strands of hair falling down the small of her back as her mouth opened wide to gasp.

To tight.
So hot...

"Can't...breath..."

Fingers scratching at her neck and chest, as if to tear it open.

[Keith]

Keith calmly stood there and watched the scene unfolding as the girl curled up into a ball. This was turning into an extremely weird evening so far.

"No wonder he doesn't love me!!!!"

Eh?

Very strange night indeed... Keith wasn't going to ask. It pretty much wasn't his place to be asking in the first place. But this was indeed a pretty damn interesting turn of events so far.

Now, she was shivering. It seemed that she was under mental stress. Yes, mental stress can have an impact on your body. When your brain is going through overload, everything else is going through overload.

Keith had to act fast.

"Shit, you're not well. C'mon, I have to take you to the hospital," Keith said. He was pretty stern and serious. This girl would need to seek medical treatment.

Calmly yet cautiously, Keith would walk to the girl.

"C'mon, I'll drive you to the hospital."

[Jenna Scorn]

"Shit, you're not well. C'mon, I have to take you to the hospital,"

She'd snap, body slightly twitching so she'd lay straight now. Eyes wildly looking up at him as she brought herself up, knees pulling in beneath her as she stared up at him.



Now, as he eased his way towards her, she'd breathlessly speak.

"N......n...no."

Slightly crawling across the parking lot as she'd ease herself away from him.

One hand reaching behind her to pull herself to the curb while the other would rise up to the collar of her shirt and slightly pull it down. The flexible cotton fabric felt tight around her neck, tugging at it as she franticly scampered to get away.


"I won't go!"

Tears fell form the corners of her eyes now, nails digging into her neck.

Can't fucking breath!!!!!

[Keith]

"I won't go!"

Shit...

The girl was hurting herself. Hell, she wasn't even fucking thinking straight. Keith would have to take a serious course of action to prevent the girl from hurting herself further. He watched as she tried to dig her finger nails into her neck.

It was time for Keith to use his speed to resolve the matter at hand. Taking a deep breath, Keith would stand by the girl's side while she was having her "issue" of the sort. Keith didn't care to know what was bugging her. But he couldn't stand to see people mindlessly hurting themselves.

So, Keith would have to take this action. There was something definitely wrong with this girl. Keith had to stop the girl from seriously hurting herself. It was a pretty damn disturbing sight.

There, he would take his course of action.

Forgive me but I cannot allow you to inflict further harm to yourself...

Keith would throw a fast and hard knife-hand chop with the fingers retracted to the back of the girl's skull at the base. The blow should render the girl unconscious.

If that was the case, Keith could simply carry the girl off and take her to the hospital.

[Jenna Scorn]

Can't breath.



Johnathan......


Johnathan...I can't fucking breath!!!!

Johnathan?

Eyes would look from side to side.

Johnathan?


Nails dug into her flesh, blood trickling down her neck and chest. Her chest heaved, mouth wide as it would gasp for air.

In the corner of her eye she'd find Keith moving towards her and before she could make any action to flea he had done his damage.

"I......."

lids flicking shut , body going limp on the side of the curb.

[Keith]

Luckily, there was a hospital nearby. It should be easy for Keith to take this girl to the hospital. Seemed that this girl needed to get medical treatment or spend a few days in the loony house. But taking her to the loony house was a bit too cruel. So, Keith would opt to take her to the hospital.

As the girl was knocked out courtesy of yours truly, Keith would gently lift the girl up and carry her in his arms. She was a bit heavy from the alcohol.

Shit, how much were you drinking?

From there, Keith would walk towards the SUV. He would open the side passenger's door and gently place the girl inside. Keith would allow her to rest. Then, Keith would close the door and then walk to the driver's side.

Keith would open the door and hop into the driver's side and start the ignition.

"To the hospital you go, young lass," Keith said.

Starting the engine, Keith would put the car into drive and drive off to the hospital.