Will Punch Your Butthole
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Character Name: Ellie 'Evrika' Waters
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Post by Ellie on Jan 15, 2016 22:21:08 GMT -5
She tried to duck back but was a touch too slow, catching the brunt of it to her chin. The force of it sent her back a few steps as pain flared through her jaw. There was a brief fear that she'd cracked her jaw or broken some teeth--Lev certainly wasn't a dentist. She kept a fighting stance as she rubbed at her chin and worked her jaw. Okay, nothing broken, aside from a scuff on her chin from where his boot had caught her she was fine.
Which was more than one could say for the kid in, oh, give her ten minutes. With the pain came a flash of anger. Alright. Fuck this kid, she was not leaving until he was on the ground. She took a deep breath before rushing him again. This time her blows were aimed at his face, one fist going out while the other reached for the collar of his shirt.
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Spear of Cerberus
Posts: 109
Preferred Name: Varmun
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Character Name: Dante Vasari
Main Account: Isaac
Status: Active
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Post by Dante on Jan 20, 2016 18:59:24 GMT -5
By the time Dante got back to his feet, the collar of his uniform shirt tugged at his neck. He nearly gagged as it pulled up into his Adam's apple, but the only noise that left him was a sputtering grunt of pain as the woman struck him across the face. Spit and blood splattered across the ground, and he reeled back from the blow until his shirt tugged at the back of his neck. The woman still had a grip on his collar, keeping him from falling. His body jerked back a few inches, however, when one of his metal buttons popped open.
Dante's head spun from the blow. She had hit him near the jaw and had rattled his brain. His body went limp for a moment, and he truly would have fallen if the woman hadn't been holding him up.
Another blow was sure to come. The woman had Dante in her grasp—the perfect place to make him her personal punching bag. But Dante's instincts took control, and he quickly raised his arms up over his head and dropped his whole body down, slipping out of his uniform top and slinking backwards with the fluidity of a drunken snake. His head was still light, and he wobbled around, but little by little his vision steadied, and he slipped back into his fighting motions, his body weaving left and right in a dance-like sway.
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Will Punch Your Butthole
Posts: 114
Preferred Name: Donut
Pronouns: Her/She
Character Name: Ellie 'Evrika' Waters
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Post by Ellie on Jan 25, 2016 0:48:24 GMT -5
Her fist paused in the air when the pup managed to slip out of his shirt, leaving the article dangling in her grasp. She tossed it to the side with a growl resonating deep in her throat. This kid was royally starting to piss her off; it was only a minor joy to see the blood around his mouth from where she'd punched him. She wanted him bloodier, wanted him broken for being such an insufferable little goody-two-shoes. She'd just wanted a simple job with a nice pay, not a back alley brawl with Scrappy Doo over here.
Another roll of her shoulders to release the building tension in them. Then she moved like she was going to rush him once more only this time she dropped to sweep her leg at his feet, hoping to trip him. If she could make contact then she could pin him down and reintroduce his face to her fist.
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Civilians
Spear of Cerberus
Posts: 109
Preferred Name: Varmun
Pronouns: He/Him
Character Profile: Character List
Character Name: Dante Vasari
Main Account: Isaac
Status: Active
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Post by Dante on Jan 27, 2016 18:36:41 GMT -5
"Ma'am," said Dante while he continued to weave back and forth, "I'm serious here. You need to stop. Come quietly, please. I don't want to—" The woman was clearly done talking. She rushed him once again. An icy dread gripped Dante, and his chest tensed up.
The alley wasn't the best place to dance around someone, but there was still enough room to dodge. Dante drifted to the side, his body low, his eyes on the woman's fists, ready to duck. But when the woman sank down to the ground, Dante knew he'd made a mistake.
Her leg struck both of his, and he fell sideways to the ground. His shoulder smacked down hard against the rugged concrete, but the very moment it made contact, Dante rolled onto his back, and he began to spin. Dante swept his legs around in the air as he bounced his upper body against the ground, landing repeatedly on his shoulders and back, kicking in broad circles. After a moment of this, he swept his legs straight down, using the momentum to pop his body back up straight. Hopefully his kicks had made the woman back off, because even though he had recovered well enough, he was pretty vulnerable, and his back and shoulders were getting cut up from the ground.
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Will Punch Your Butthole
Posts: 114
Preferred Name: Donut
Pronouns: Her/She
Character Name: Ellie 'Evrika' Waters
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Post by Ellie on Feb 5, 2016 13:25:01 GMT -5
The kid was fast, she'd given him that. By the time she could right herself to jump on him, he was back up and she had to move back to avoid his flailing legs. She wished she had her gloves; one solid punch from those and he'd be incapacitated long enough to make him swallow his teeth. She really needed to outfit herself with some new weapons, even with as satisfying as using her fists was.
Her breathing was starting to get heavier and the scrape on her chin was stinging as the air hit the raw flesh. She wanted this done, just wanted to go home and take a nice hot shower. That feeling was exasperated when a little blue dot started blinking in the edge of her vision; the battery that kept her modified eye was nearing empty. Fuck. She really didn't want to fight half-blind.
She moved towards him again, this time side-stepping and turning with the movement in an effort to get behind him. If she could, she could get an arm around his neck, threaten to choke him.
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