Looking for friends In the wrong place

[Rick Green]

[[Open to anybody.]]

Rick stood on the far end of the Hircine High parking lot looking over at the school. He’d been walking up and down the black pavement looking on towards the school debating whether he should or shouldn’t approach it. At the moment he found himself leaning against some fancy red car looking on, pacing had gotten old. As he looked on at the few students who were about he thought about his reasons for even coming to this place.

The truth was that he hated and detested Paragon, which was the primary reason. Although he’d long accepted by now that there was no chance that his being placed in one of the most violent schools he’d ever attended being changed. No he was stuck with it and now he had to deal with it as best he could. That meant he had to make friends and as he’d learned already there weren’t that many people he could trust over in Paragon.

So inevitably Rick found himself at the gates of Hircine, his desired school. The place that he’d planned on attending after telling his parents that he wished to stay in America. That had been a brilliant idea. So Rick now waited, paced, and watched hopefully not drawing attention to himself. He was trying to muster up the courage to walk into the school and start looking for someone whom maybe could help him. The only thing deterring him was the idea that if someone found out that he was a student from Paragon. That would be worse than any kind of beat down he’d have to endure at his school.

Rick cracked his knuckles impatiently and paced between the fancy red car and some mini van. “What should I do, damn?” Rick popped a fist into the hood of the nice red car leaving a nice dent in it. “Ops.” Rick looked around but could not visibly see anyone standing around. He gulped then sighed and then went back to resting against the car. Hopefully who ever owned it wouldn’t be coming out any time soon.

“Hey you!” The voice echoed out from somewhere to Ricks right. He flinched and froze praying that who ever it was wasn’t talking to him. “You, over by the car.” Rick flinched again but this time looked over to the one who was yelling at him. It was some real thin kid, a Hircine student Rick supposed, and his friend.

Rick pulled down the black and blue hat he was wearing to try and hide some of his face. “Can I help you?” The thing kid whispered something to his friend and he nodded before taking off. ‘Crap’ Rick pulled himself off the car and started walking toward the kid keeping his head low.

“Y-you stay back now you here. My friend Johnny went to go get somebody tough to come beat you up you Paragon piece of trash.” Rick stopped dumbfounded, how had the kid known he was from Paragon?

“What gave you the idea I was from Paragon kid?” Rick asked

The kid who was half shaking in fear and pretend anger pointed to the top of Ricks head. Confused Rick reached up and patted his hat, nothing strange there so what was he pointing at. Then it struck him, he pulled off his hat and looked at the familiar black and blue colors. This was a Paragon team hat that they had been giving away, he’d forgotten. Rick threw the hat on the ground then violently ran a hand through his dark hair. Why the hell would he forget something like that when coming to this school? Being so frustrated he turned and delivered a swift kick to the front headlight of the fancy red car, it shattered instantly.

“Hey you stop that.” Rick heard the thin kid yell. He turned just in time to see the guy running at him. The thing kid reached him in a matter of seconds and had pulled back a clenched fist ready to strike him. Rick acted reflexively dodging the poorly thrown punch and grabbing onto the kids arm and torso flipping him hard onto the hood of the red vehicle. The thin kid’s body banged hard against the hood before he slid down and rolled to the asphalt. He showed no signs of movement and Rick felt guilty not meaning to slam him as hard as he had.

It was then that the first vestiges of other voices began to reach Ricks ears. He spun around and could see a few students begin to make there way out to the parking lot. “Oh crap, that’s my cue to leave.” Rick said and he started in the opposite direction. However he was stopped cold in his tracks he looked down and saw the thin kid, who now sported a bloody nose, holding tightly onto his leg. He tried to pull free but the little bastard held firm.

Rick looked up then back down, what was he going to do now. "Guess I'll just have to face it as it comes." Rick said before planting a foot into the thin kids face.

[Dirk]

Dirk had no reason to be here, other than he had no where else to be. There was no car for him, only the boots that would take him home. So why bother? There was a simple reason, this was the place where conflict could be found and a wide grin would grow onto the burned boys face as he heard a metallic thud and the atypical "Hey You!"

The tossing of a hat and the sounds of a short fight, but violent fight later and the boy was right ontop of what had happened. Literally, turning around the van and stepping onto the thin boy that was holding onto the victors legs and preventing escape. Dirk wouldn't step off the body as most might do, instead he would plant both of his feet on the boy's back as he smirked to the one that was held captive.

"I'm guessing he's not the one with the Paragon hat, eh?"

The Genaht fragment head would give a short stomp to reinforce his point, turning his head to the small group that was quickly closing the distance. The gears clearly turning and grinding within his skull, his voice a cheerful whisper as he spoke.

"Since you demonstrated a pleasant quality, I'll help you out with this one's friends if you do me a favor as well. Simple thing, yes?"

The wicked grin would cross the supposed simplicity of the deal, but how many options did the Paragon student have at the moment? This would certainly be preferable to standing against the group alone in the least.

[Rick Green]

Rick was taken aback with the sudden appearance of the newcomer. He had just appeared and stepped right onto the thin kids back. The guy had strange gray eyes and dark brownish hair with a hint of red in it. However the most noticeable thing about this guy was the fact that he had several burn scars across the visible skin. Rick took a step back now able to do so since the thin kid was now unable to put up anymore resistance. Before he could turn to run though the new guy spoke up and offered to take care of the thin guys friends if Rick agreed to do something for him.

Rick looked the guy over then glanced to the group of student who would be upon them in less than a minute. He gulped and began cracking his knuckles thinking it over. Rick didn’t know what this guy would ask him but from the looks of him it didn’t seem good. The thought of just taking off occurred to him but Rick realized that this new guy might interfere with his escape if he didn’t agree to help him.

“I think I see them. Over there.” The voice rang out, Rick was out of time.

“Alright what do you want?” Rick asked regretting it.

[Dirk]

"We'll get to that bit, but no worries. I doubt you'll mind it all that much. It doesn't even involve anything humiliating!"

Dirk would flash another wicked grin before stepping off the downed boy and taking position, ready to leap at the next one to round the corner. It would only be afew moments, the falling of the many foot steps growing closer. The burned boy wasn't planning giving them a chance though, as they rounded the van, he would throw an right underhanded punch into the gut of the one closest to him.

The boy predictably doubled over, at which time Dirk would step back and grab the boy's head with his left hand, slamming it into the hood of the van next to him. Forcing a large dent into the metal as the boy bounced off and hit the ground.

There would be startled cries and "Holy fuck!"'s abound before the realized what had happened. The group had been prepared for the fight, but didn't expect something so soon. Still it would only be a moment before they would throw themselves towards the pair. Dirk was hoping his little ally would have enough of a pair to get in on the fight now, or this was going to start hurting. Fast.

"Pain and Conflict boys, lets get this bit going then!"

[Nobu]

"Hey, Asian kid!"

For a brief moment Nobu scanned the room, searching for any other Asian student besides himself, but the room came up short, and it appeared as if everybody was looking in his direction. Looks like whoever was yelling out was referring to him. "Me?" he replied, looking up from the book he was reading and casually removing his reading glasses. "Yeah you, who else?" At this, Nobu scrunched his nose up a bit and took another look around the room before turning back to the boy and giving him another reply,

"Well, I might not be the only Asian in this classroom..."

"We don't have time for that. I remember your face, you were one of the guys that went with the school captain over to Paragon to deal with the punks that tagged our wall, right? Well, I was heading to the parking lot with a friend of mine when we saw a Paragon student standing there, next to his car! My buddy told me to go get some people, and as I was leaving I heard him smash one of the car's headlights!"

Easily piecing the puzzle put in front of him together, Nobu abruptly rose from his seat and dashed out of the door, followed by two other students, the one who had come in to get him, and the lingering eyes of whoever remained in the classroom; students and teacher.

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The four students arrived at the scene, and just as one was passing a minivan, he doubled over and got his head slammed into the hood of van, causing him to drop to the asphalt of the parking lot. Nobu was circling behind the van with the student who had retrieved him, while the other, who was in the same class as the Japanese student, continued along the same path his classmate had fallen on. "Holy shit! Mike!" the student with Nobu yelled, grabbing his fallen friend by the feet and dragging him out of the parking lot and onto the curb. "That's the guy," he said, pointing at the Paragonian standing directly in front of him. With the way Nobu and his classmate flanked the vehicle and approached the assailants, the two Hircinians would trap the Paragonian and other student between the minivan and the red sports car.

Wasting no time, almost immediately after the Paragonian was pointed out, Nobu looped his right fist around in a vicious right hook, planning on knocking the raven-haired student's head right off his shoulders.

[Rick Green]

"Damn." Rick just barely had time to get the words out as some guys fist came flying around toward his head. Moving quickly dodged the bullet but he could feel the guy’s fist pass just inches away. Rick only spotted this new assailant as he backed away, he looked familiar but he couldn't say from where.

Rick backed up but found himself in a bad position as he and the other kid were blocked in between the car and the van. "Damn it, how the hell does this happen to me." He said under his breath.

Things were closing in so Rick did the only thing that came to mind. If there was going to be a fight then he need some space. He would be totally ineffective in these close quarters. So with a quick move Rick planted a foot on the front wheel of the van and attempted to vault himself over the car.

[Nobu]

Did the Paragonian actually think Nobu was going to let him get away so easily?

When his punch was avoided, Nobu stepped in and closed what little distance was between the two students, and as soon as the Paragonian planted his foot on the front wheel, Nobu knew what he was trying to do. What else could he be trying to do besides getting out of this comprimising situation?

The Hircinian's right arm swung out almost in the same fashion as it had just done, except its intention was to catch his opponent in the midsection with his arm as he launched himself off of the van. With the violent torque of his hips and shoulders, Nobu would slam the other student hard into the side of the van, and given the proximity of the two students, the Paragonian would find it very difficult to get out of the way of his arm, especially if he was airborne.

After feeling the impact of slamming his opponent into the vehicle, Nobu's right had clenched a fistful of the Paragon student's shirt in order to keep him from going anywhere too far while his left elbow slashed across his face horizontally, the Japanese fighter planning on cutting his cheek open with the sharp strike.

[Dirk]

Dirk would barely have a moment to see the exchange between the Asian and his own little ally and even less time to do much of anything about it. The student that had pulled his buddy off to the side was moving back at Dirk.

The exchange between them would be quick, the boy throwing a hard right hook. Dirk would misjudge the speed slightly throwing his left elbow up to deflect the blow a little too slow, while twisting his body to have his right elbow strike across the students face.

In the end, the student would be partially successful, while Dirk was fully. His elbow would slam across the bridge of the boys nose while his foe's hook would hit him roughly in the eye. Dirk would stumble to the side grumbling while the boy would fall back. Dazed, in pain, and bleeding.

When he felt the tug on his shirt, his arms would raise instinctively, bony elbows and forearms and elbows protecting his face while sending an awkwardly thrown knee out at his opponent. The Asian's elbow would crash harshly with his own, forcing Dirk's arms back into his own face and causing abit of pain, more than likely on both sides. Dirk just hoped he could get his foe to release his grip or fall back from the knee.

[Rick Green]

Rick felt the wind knocked right out of him as his body slammed against the van. He was dazed long enough to receive a vicious elbow right to the cheek. Rick yelled as pain shot through his cheek and head. Following the pain he could feel hot liquid pouring down his cheek and Rick knew that he was bleeding. Things were bad, he was to dazed and weakened to break away from this guys hold, and the first Hircine who’d come and saved him was busy as was. Things were really bad.

Rick starred into the almond shaped eyes of the Hircine student who held him. Suddenly all the fight left him because he knew that he wasn’t getting out of this one. Maybe in a one on one fight with an open area around him Rick might have stood his own against this guy but with these closed in quarters and the ever increasing number of Hircine students arriving on the scene. It was pointless. So Rick did the only thing that he could do in this poor situation, smile.

"Well looks like you got me Mr. Hircine." Rick said. He licked his lips and tasted the blood running down his cheek. "Yep you got me, got me good."

"question is now, what do you plan to do with me?"

[Nobu]