PO/NT

[Spartacus]

Tony Jones was on chore duty once again at the church, the nuns frequently took advantage of him and used him to accomplish the most boring tasks.But one could complain, he had to pull his weight around since he was kinda staying there for free, plus they gave him a weekly allowance. So until he could get a job and pay them back for real, he was stuck doing laundry. the sun was beginning to set and all of the monster where beginning to come out from hiding.

Tony's long sliver hair trailed behind him as he jogged toward the laundry mat. He had both arms wrapped around a tan sake filled with nun cloths, detergent and some really nasty undergarments. Tony pushed laundry mat door open with is foot and stepped inside. Tony threw the bag toward the nearest washer and began to unload all of the cloths into the washer.

*BOOM*

Tony's head quickly turned toward the front door. his mouth gapped open he could believe it.

"Hey little mouse."

In front of his eyes where 15 to 20 boys, no doubt about it they where in gang and probably students of 259. Most of them where behind the door looking in threw the glass.

"your going to pay, for what you did yesterday ."

Tony looked even more shocked. he had been at the Church all day yesterday cleaning the floors with a tooth brush.

"What?!"

"To late for talking!"

The boy rushed forward he sent his fist rocketing toward Tony, but Tony was faster. He took a step back letting the fist miss him.

"Whoa!, I didn't do anything to you!"

The boy took another step forward sending another punch toward Tony but this time Tony didn't have enough time to react. the punch collide into his left cheek knocking him in the ground. Tony wuickly scrambled up but only to get knocked down again by a hard kick to the gut.

"Time to pay, little mouse."

[Mercado]

Now i bet you're all supposing what Ian is doing in a laundry mat. Well that’s simple. The young sixteen year old freshmen was doing what most normal people do. Laundry. At least he was until a bunch of fellow delinquents decided to take it upon themselves and interrupt him.

As the gang of boys began to fill the laundra-mat, Ian originally would have simply ignored them until they left. He didn't like getting involved in fights that didn't concern him. Besides, things like this usually resolved themselves. At least, that was the original plan. When Ian was pouring the liquid detergent for his clothes into the small cup to even distribute, several boys brushed past him, knocking the container out of his hand and into the clothes basket.

Okay...not a big deal. That was until Ian actually looked down and saw his clothes being drenched in the thick blue liquid goo.

The blond's left eye began to twitch as the boys all seemed focused on the other kid who had been in the same laundra-mat.

~Unforgivable....~

Hell, Ian wasn't a hero, but he simply couldn't let those ruffians get away with, probably not permanently, staining his clothes.

Grabbing the last guy who walked past him, and just happening to be the closest. Ian's hand whipped out and grabbed the boy by the collar. Ian didn't know judo, but he knew enough about combat to know how to take something down quickly enough. He stuck his leg out so that when he pulled the kid would lose his footing and his momentum would be of that going toward the ground. As soon as the boy would trip due to being pulled toward his foot, Ian would use his other hand and grab the kid's face. This being all one swift movement, the thug's head would then be smashed along the floor via Ian's hand.

"Hey....assholes....you either pay me to not kick all your asses, or you end up like this guy...." Ian said while standing up beside the punk he had just incapacitated.

[Spartacus]

Come on Tony, do something. you cant just let them walk all over you.

Tony's attacker turned around hearing Ian's threat. Tony didn't even realize someone else was in the room with him. Ether Ian was More then he seemed or Tony was completely oblivious to everyone else.
The thug over him probably thought Tony was weak and helpless enough that he could turn around.But this was his chance his opponent had his back turned giving him an chance to get to his feet. As the boy turned around Tony smiled, his dull blue eyes grew brighter. he didn't like fighting but he loved Proving people wrong.

Adjusting his body around Tony seized the boy by his neck and with a little love rose his right leg up and kicked the boy half way across the room. The laundry mat was soon being swarmed in by the thugs. They soon filled the room.

"Hey!, Come on!, i don't want to fight you!"

"Shut up, you little girl!!"

"girl?"

The thug rushed forward, sending a punch toward Tony's face.Tony quickly took a step back grabbing the boy by his wrist by his right hand he held it tight enough so that the thug could not get away. he rose his left elbow above the thugs forearm and with great force slammed his elbow to the thugs forearm crushing it.