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[Martin Tome]

((ooc: first starting thred cut me some slack.))
Martin walked through the hallways, It was nice outside and he was going to enjoy it on the roof. While walking through he noticed one or two kids giving him a look then glancing at each other. They began to follow him, Martin knew this kind of things, this was going to end in violence... Moments later Martin was sprawled on the floor with a bruise on his side and the wind knocked out of him. It had happened way too fast for even him to understand, he completely understood it now, he was over powered then he was totally brought to the ground, and received two good kicks, his side was bleeding now... he got up and went into stance, his left hand close to him and his right out, the side of his feet facing the attacker he started sizing up the attacker The kid was not done. He came foward... Martin was ready this time.

[Aina Swanbeck]

It was a normal day of school. Kids were being beaten up, people were stopping fights and some just avoided fights as much as they could. Aina was one of them, though of course, most people knew well not to start a fight with her. After what happened a few months ago, people learned that she indeed was not easy and had a bad temper. Just because she wore sexy clothing it did not mean that she wanted a 'friend'. She just wanted to people to see that she indeed was gorgeous and such. Thus why she generally wore mini skirts and small tops.

But while walking towards her classroom, the Sweden girl noticed that there was another senseless fight going on. Of course she would have just not cared and walked off. But this time there was no one around to stop it and the boy seemed to be in bad shape. Well, there was nothing else to do but help him out. It was the best choice after all and Aina was a kind person. So it was like her duty and she would do it!

So the blonde beauty put her books down on the ground and walked towards the 'bullies' as adults would call them. She just stopped next to the guys and was ready to get their attention.

"Hey! You! Leave that guy alone!" she yelled, though sadly, her baby-ish voice didn't sound very serious.

One guy turned around and looked at her, a large smirk on his face as he looked at the girl's body up and down. "You perv!" she yelled.

"Awww, what's wrong baby?" she said walking closer. But he had crossed the line and she didn't want his gross hands touching her in any way. So she placed herself in a fighting stance as well as the boy and punched the guy in the face, it wasn't hard enough to harm him, but it did distract him for a bit and gave her enough time to move a little further to get enough room as she swung her leg as hard as she could so that it would be a direct kick to his face.

"Don't you dare think you can easily get me with those words!" she then looked towards the guy. "You okay? Be careful, theres still one more guy." she said as she looked at the dumbfounded guy who was shocked that his friend could be harmed by such a small girl.

[jdmthe1st]

Antonio walked through the hallways and it seemed like there was endless acts of violence everywhere he went in school. He was walking through hallways so tired that he couldnt really think straight after math class. But he tryed to think anyways.

'Pythagorean theorem......thats A squared plus B squared equals C squared........I think. But what the heck is a radicial again? Its that thing with the big check mark sign but I cant figure out what it does.'

Antonio kept walking through the hallways, his mask attached to his face like it was his face. He saw a guy and a girl get rough housed by two guys. Anotino saw a strike then a kick and he imitated a boxer doing a left and right hook said

"Oh man that was awesome!"

But then he saw the other guy and the other guy said "Hey you better get out of here! Yeah you with the mask! No place for freak shows!"

The other guy ran towards Antonio but Antonio responded by running toward him and launching himself forward like a torpedo. Only Antonio found out he slipped somewhat and he did a different variation of a flying body slam. It looked like a torpedo spinning counter clockwise and it hit the guy right in the solar plexus.

The guy fell to the ground with Antonio. Antonio was hurt somewhat but he was ok. Antonio quickly got back up and walked over to make sure the other two are ok. But this guy wasnt phased that much and he got back up to say to Antonio

"Hey Im not done with you yet!"

Antonio quickly looked back in disbelief and he saw the guy try to choke him with two hands and he had to do something quick. Antonio fell on his lower back then his upper back on the ground with one leg pushing the guy over himself while he was on the ground. The guy was launched and shoulder first into the ground. Antonio was pretty sure that would work. Antonio back hurt a little bit but he got up still.

As he got up to check on Aina and Martin he said to them "Hey are you guys ok? What I dont understand is if this school is top notch quality then why isnt there anything done about these kids who push people around?"

Antonio's chat is cut short again and this guy wouldnt give up. He continued his assault on and Antonio didnt want to use this next technique because he was worried this guy might go into the hospital. He saw the guy running towards him with what looked like a pipe or steel chair leg or something. So he jumped legs first onto this guys neck. The force helped spin Antonio around quick and instead of doing the usual flip them over your back hurricanrana, Antonio suddenly had one of his arms around his neck instead of his legs. The whole thing looked like Antonio was looking behind the guy holding on his neck with one arm, the guy was facing the other way ready to fall on the back of his head first. The guy started falling backwards and the guys fall was broke by a small notebook on the ground that belonged to nobody.

Antonio got up slightly hurt and he checked to make sure he wasnt going to get back up. He sorted himself out and walked over normally and he said to the guy and girl while looking concerned

"Hey sorry about that. Whats important is that you both are safe and I hope you both are ok. Sorry if I didnt tell you my name. My name is Antonio and I actually wear this mask because I am a luchador. But I cant take it off for alot of reasons unless I at my home."

Antonio gets an idea and his eyes light up and he smiles.

"Maybe both of you can check out my one of my matches on TV. If Im not doing any of that I do weight training, cardo fitness stuff and lots of sports and I like having as many people have fun with me as possible. Hey maybe I can see you both sometime! "

He hands each of them a card with the words 'Firefly Kid' and his cell phone number. He says to both of them while smiling

"But anyways enough about that. I dont know your names. You both seem like nice enough people to have fun with you know. Do you guys like sports, workout and stuff?"

[tray]

OOC: ... After finishing this I realized that I probably put way too much into this ... Good luck reading it.

Traytanie set out quietly from his home, or his assigned group home as he liked to think of it. He didn't like illusions. They weren't a bad place to live, but it was little more than a free room to him. But unfortunately today they decided they would talk to him, a lot. Everyone he saw was congratulating him, or wishing him luck. Both of which he wanted nothing to do with. The moment they weren't paying attention to him, largely thanks to a fire (Read: the female of the house can't cook), he left for school early. His trip was quite normal, even though he had never gone to the school before. New student who couldn't be classified as a transfer, and he was assured that the school was very easy to navigate.

He went over what he was assured by the very gruff toned and odd woman, who truly looked more like an a-sexual young man, that none of the teachers would try to intimidate him or break personal barriers. They had been warned, one of his "siblings" whispered to him when they walked out of the office. He was actually excited to get the chance to learn a little more than he had. It was an opportunity never really granted to him before in such a setting, and naively he thought it would be an easy and quiet day..


As he approached the school he shifted his backpack from one hand to the other, crossing his arms behind his back to do so. He never liked the pressure on his shoulders. It felt far more natural to just carry it. Many of the students had not yet arrived, a large majority in fact. And the few that were still in the school yard ignored him, or simply shied away from his presence. A six foot blond wearing a ratty black poncho, black hat, cut and frayed heavy and quite baggy jeans. It did not make for a very social appearance.

The only things that didn't look ratty was his dark brown combat boots, two bracelets on his wrist and the collar around his neck. He was told it was a fashion by the two girls he lived with in the group home. They felt fairly comfortable, and they said it would help him a little. As Traytanie neared the main entrance his ears vaguely picked up the mindless chatter of teenagers. He heard it whenever he picked up the phone as well. It was tuned out entirely as he continued to walk forward and into the halls.

This however did not last much longer than a minute before something caught his attention. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed that two of the students had a single boy pressed against a locker. He looked fairly frightened, which to any other would be obvious sense he looked like he was about to hand over his lunch money, but he merely turned and continued down the hall.

"Hey, hobo bitch, you got something to say-" A few more comments came from the same direction, but his focus wasn't there in the least. He was still walking. His mind neither found threat or interest in the situation he left behind as though it never occurred at all. (Read: It was an attempted trap for Varronites. Take a weaker student and put them in a position where other Varron students would be compelled to help.)

Traytanie, largely oblivious to this previous encounter, found another obstacle in his walk to his first class. (Read: I am assuming this is earlier in the day, I will edit if necessary.) It seemed that there was a few students all gathered in front of one boy, who looked like he was too weak to handle the attention. It did not hold the fading blue eyes for very long, he was already walking again. Even with the shouting reaching through his natural mental barrier he walked forward, his eyes momentarily shifting to see something that had him momentarily confused.

His mind was slow to understand what he was seeing. 'I was walking down a hallway, why am I watching wrestling at the group home?' And after seeing the smaller male in the mask slip on the maneuver, he decided it was armature exhibitions. His eyes blurred for a moment during the fight, but from what registered with him, the masked person was trying to be the hero. His interest fell quickly as conversation began to strike up again, and his eyes drifted away. He walked past them, leaving them on his left with their backs too him.

"Dammit, what the hell is this shit. Your not in a ring!" He heard in his ear quite loudly, causing his head to instinctively turn in time to see a hand reaching in his direction. Fading blue eyes carved a straight line up the arm, past the shoulder and up the neck. It was another male, with an improvised weapon. "And you, damn bit-" While the last spoke, Traytanie lost interest in the situation again and turned. However the male made a mistake, one that was nearly impossible to predict.

It was quite simple in Traytanie's mind however. The male put his hand on his shoulder. The dull blue eyes snapped into place, fully focusing on his target as his body moved on it's own accord, stepping forward and to the side in a forty five degree angle. His leg went low and hooked back, his hand throwing his full weight into the tripping maneuver, leading the male heavily on his back. Before the stunned male gasped from the loss of air he would soon be feeling, Traytanie was already standing high. After quickly gaining full balance he drove his heel heavily into the others solar plexus, ridding him of all oxygen.

After a few long moments of staring down at the person on the floor his unnaturally intense eyes calmed, taking on an uninterested expression once more. The younger male on the floor was obviously no longer any threat. He was struggling with regaining his breathe, and holding his middle to protect the bruise that already was causing him pain. After shifting his backpack into his right hand, his left feeling the affects of holding the bag, he began to walk forward. Once again Traytanie was in search of his first class.

[Martin Tome]

((ooc: heh, yeah u might have gotten kinda long with that one))

Martin stood up. He forgot about the bruise and focused at the problem at hand. While he was down a girl named Aina had come in. He had heard about her temper and was glad she wasn't against him. He was disappointed that he hadn't had a chance to put some of his own skills against the 2 kids. He nodded at the girl then nodded at the boy with the mask. Finlay he watched the third man walk away down the hall he would need to thank him later. Then Martin smiled a broad grin.

"thanks for the help!" he said to the two remaining people.
he looked to wards the two students who where attacking him walking away.

He rubbed the bruise on his side again. bad idea, that only made it hurt more. He would have gone to get it looked at but he was loosing interest in it at a frighteningly quick rate. He looked at the Boy who handed him the card. His smile widening. He looked the two over, the guy was Antonio, he remembered hearing his name somewhere. He seemed like a perfectly nice guy, Martin thought that more than ever seeing him now. The girl was very pretty but it seemed to Martin that she tried to show it too much. He just realised that he had been asked a question and now answered:

"yeah! i love to play basket ball! what about you? If you like, maybe we can play against each other some time."

Now he looked to wards Aina.
"what about you?" he said his smile now as large as he could make it.

"By the way! i almost forgot to thank you two for helping me out with those two guys."
Martin was now increasingly sad that he hadn't got a punch at those two.

[Aina Swanbeck]

As soon as the guy was kicked and such, another person came in and joined the fight. Well, now that someone else was there, Aina didn't have to do anything else for a bit until the fight was over or if he would need her help. But it all seemed to go fine. The boy nodded towards Aina, the blonde girl smiling and nodding back. He was fine and that was good to hear. But he wasn't in very good shape, that was for sure.

And just as things were wrapping up, another guy came along and finished it all up. It was finished pretty quickly and the guys were now running away with their tails between their legs.

But the last guy seemed to walk away rather then stay there to talk. She would have chased him down and thank him, but she was spoken to and obviously would reply so that she wouldn't be rude. But she did make a mental note to thank him sometime in the future.

"I would like play with you boys and all; but I'm more of a cheerleader then a team player." the busty girl replied as she watched teh two boys discussing.

"Oh! No problem! I like always beat up people like them. It's no biggie at all." she giggled.

"Oh right! My name is Aina!" the blonde said. "And what would like your names be?"

[Martin Tome]

The Antonio character seemed alright. And this girl, Aina, seemed pretty cool too.
"My names' Martin Tome! Nice to meetcha!"
Martin coughed a little bit and tasted blood. 'common!' he thought to him self 'i aint that hurt am i!?'

"ugh. Im not feeling so well. I might need to walk over to the hospital."
Suddenly Martin got a much better idea.
"OOOOR! I could just go lie around all day on the roof and not
have to sit through the boring hospital room."
This idea seemed alot better to Martin. He grinned another big smile. Martin looked toward Antonio.
"Hey thats a cool mask. You never take it off do yah?"
Martin grabed his side again it was starting to trob... maybe the roof was not such a good idea...

[tray]

OOC: There isn't much left in the way of interaction for Traytanie, but my presence does open up possible chances for those involved to meet with him later. The post bellow will remove him, and you will all probably see him again under a random occasion, or perhaps by design. Good luck with the whole punctured / scrapped lung, and broken rib thing Martin.

BIC: Traytanie pulled up his backpack as he worked his way through the students, finding it quieter the further he came from the entrance of the school. While his fingers nimbly unzipped his backpack his eyes scanned the area in front of him. There was only two students in the area he went too. He pulled out a slip of paper and read down the slip of paper he had been given. 'Locker.. one hundred and ninety two.'

His fading blue eyes slipped over the line of lockers he was closest too, on the left side of the hall, and found that he was far away from the right number. In fact, it seemed like he had to walk to the left, many lockers down. Without so much as a second thought he completely left the scene behind him, and turned the corner in search for his locker.Which would be obviously followed by a search for his classroom.

[jdmthe1st]

Antonio saw that there was a third person and he was taken care of by some guy. The guy just walked off before he had a chance to thank him. But then again he would meet up with him later on in the year. Now looking over towards Martin, there was something he could really talk about. Basketball.

"Martin is it? Almost like Marty from Back to the Future. Awesome name. Wow Basketball? Haven't talked about it for awhile. Very awesome. But Im more of a streetball kind of guy. I mean I like rules but sometimes I think there are too many rules and people in streetball have to steal and stuff. I like the kind of basketball they do on trampolines because you can jump like a bajillion feet in the air and pretend you are flying."

He didnt really see why guys where so shy around her. He never thought about beauty enough to really appreciate it. Almost as if his attitude was asexual but that didnt mean there was no interest in girls. But now directing his attention towards Aida

"If you are a cheerleader dont you root for a team? I mean cheerleaders are a part of any team and that makes you a team player doesnt it? Sorry I sounded dumb for a second. What kind of sports do you play Aida?"

[Martin Tome]

((ooc: this will be my exit of the thred))
"Hee Hee! Martin, Marty! Thats a new one, frankly i dont like my name. Yeah but Aina, thanks for the help with those guys, good to know that the girls 'round here aren't totally letting the guys have all the fun. "
Martin replied with another hearty grin.
"and honestly if you ask me, rules are made to be broken. Especially in basket ball. Hey Antonio... don't that mask get in the way of your sight when you play basketball?"
Martin's chest was bothering him again.
"yo, I'm gonna walk over to the doc's office. If you guys ever wanna find me, just look around the roof or maybe even around the halls, if I'm not just at home snoozing that is."
Martin walked off, feeling around himself for a smoke and a lighter. His watch said it was slacker time.

[Aina Swanbeck]

(OOC: Well I'll leave the thread too then. ))

"My team roots for the sport teams here obviously. And yes, it may be a team 'sport' but it's not what I had in mind obviously." she said.

"Well, I better get going. I'm going to be late for class!" she said. "G'bye boys!"

Aina then walked towards where she had earlier left her books and picked them up as she walked to her next class now.

[jdmthe1st]

"Oh I thought you rooted for teams out there. Teams here huh? Well take care Aina!"

Antonio waved goodbye hoping he would see her again and Martin left during the conversation. Seeing as he didnt help him, it was best if Martin was followed just to make sure he was ok.