Spare Period (Open)

[Pain Killer]

And so, it's time for spare...

The sound of the bell ringing pierced the air just seconds before the thought occured to the self-proclaimed Pain Killer, who proceeded to pack his school supplies into his locker in a fairly unhurried fashion. There was no scowl on his face as per usual, no real expression other than the vague impression that he was unimpressed. With the lock securely in place, he avoided the crowds heading to their next classes and walked out the front doors, blinking a few times as his eyes adjusted to the sunlight.

"Who turned on the goddamn sun...?"

The words were mumbled to himself, purely a rhetorical question as he head out towards the fountain, seating himself on the edge, taking care to keep his coat from making the trip into the liquid. His left leg rose, the foot resting on the rim as well, bringing Adam to a sideways position, his forearm resting atop the knee as he watched the water's motion, taking comfort in the soothing image.

Still... it's kinda boring.

The smallest of sighs escaped him, the slight narrowing of his eyes the only outward sign of his disappointment. Try as he might, there was simply nothing he could come up with to entertain himself during what he could already tell would be an unbearably long spare period. Despite Stern's orders to the contrary, Pain Killer found himself wishing for a fight, at least then he'd have something to do. While talking wasn't out of the question, the problem was that Adam had very little social skills to begin with.

Then again, practise makes perfect, I suppose.

His gaze remained on the fountain, his ears open for something interesting to happen, something to shake him out of the boredom that threatened to force him to skip the rest of his classes in hopes of finding trouble.

[Kit Lee]

End of class. Kit was the first one out of that classroom as he had packed minutes before the end of the period and dashed out. He had just bought a soccer ball and had not the time to play with it yet. Until now, where Kit had a free period, no class. Pulling out the tightly wedged soccer ball that still contained the fresh plastic smell, Kit gave it another huge sniff as he stuffed his bookbag and books into the locker. Dashing outside, he kicked the ball up in the air, followed by the juggling of it between his two legs. Kit had often played soccer in Hong Kong because like breakdancing, it was free. It only cost money for a ball but he was never the one that needed to supply it as one ball supported twelve players generally, six on each side. But seeing as how the ball cost about an hour and a half of wage and could provide countless fun and practice of his power control when he juggled the ball, it was worth the money to buy it. Kit counted the amount of consecutive hits he did. One two... Twenty twenty one... WHOOPS!

"HEADS!!" Kit shouted. Kit kicked the ball too hard and it went in an arc, landing straight down upon a boys head who was sitting by the fountain, unaware of the ball because he was looking the other way.

Kit ran over to apologize to the black haired boy. "I so sorry! Much apologies!"

[Pain Killer]

OOC: Short, sorry.

IC:

This school sucks. I swear, it's like God thinks it's funny to torture me like this. Maybe I should just-

The rest of Adam's half-formed thought was interrupted by the feeling of annoying pain forming at the top of his head, as well as a small splash off to his side from something landing in the water. His eyes travelled to the object, and upon recognizing it, he found himself momentarily confused.

It's... raining soccer balls?

His left hand palmed the ball, given his size it was relatively easy to grip the sphere with one hand, before he could hear footsteps heading towards him. Believing it to be the owner of the ball, given the words the boy spoke, Adam's already sour mood worsened. Not only had he been bored... but now, he was angry.

"Stupid kid."

Spinning in place, the self-proclaimed Pain Killer whipped the ball at the kids face, throwing it much too hard and fast for it to be considered simply returning the ball to its owner. Instead, it seemed this student had earned Adam's undivided attention in the worst possible way.

[Kit Lee]

OOC: Sorry short as well, not much to speak volumes about here haha

As he walked towards the boy, he saw that the ball was being returned extremely fast and with frustration. Kit narrowly dodged the ball that was targeted at his face by performing a backflip. He caught the ball in between his legs just in time as it almost got out of his range as he landed on his hands. Letting the ball drop, he flipped back up and kicked the ball into his hands. Such an angered reaction, Kit thought as he stared at the eyes of the one who had thrown the ball. Sure Kit would be annoyed if he was hit by a ball but he wouldn't react with such rage.

As Kit came close to the boy he said "Hey, what's problem why you try to hit me? You try start fight? I not hit you intentionally, accident." Kit was not thinking much when he spoke to the boy, forgetting to mind his tone and the fact that he was in the wrong first because he was frustrated by the sun glaring in his eyes from the reflection by the school windows.

[Pain Killer]

"Shut your damn mouth."

Not only had the kid managed to evade what had been Pain Killer's desired punishment, but he'd actually had the nerve to talk back to the larger student with what appeared to be broken English. Normally, such a fact wouldn't have mattered, but given the already sour mood Adam was in, the abnormal sentences only frustrated and infuriated him. He pushed himself to his feet, facing Kit, his scowl deepening.

"Trust me, you wouldn't want me to start a fight with you. It wouldn't be much of one, or at least, there wouldn't be much of you left when it was all said and done."

His gloved hands rose from his sides, his arms crossing in front of his chest as he glared at the boy holding the soccer ball. Despite his anger, he didn't really want to fight this kid, since by his speech it seemed as if the student didn't have a complete understanding of the English language. Pounding him into the ground would feel the same as tipping over a kid in a wheelchair, which was beneath the self-proclaimed Pain Killer. Still, that didn't mean he had to be nice to him.

"Now, unless you'd like me to pop that ball, along with your head, why don't you run along? I don't have the patience to put up with you right now."

[Kit Lee]

Kit was not one for breaking the school rules, so he'd let that comment slide. However, his pride would not let him take such an insult. Although he knew that he had provoked the boy, he would not stand for this. "Won't be much of one? If you think you so tough, spar with me at gym after class. Let action speak not words. I do not want start trouble when school in session. Do not want make trouble for pillars. You also can refuse offer, just take back those words."

Kit gave the boy the same look he had received. He wondered why the boy was so agitated. He said "I don't have the patience to put up with you right now." That meant usually he wouldn't be so angered by such events. It was too late though for him to question the boy. He already stepped deeper into the puddle of hate that was growing into a lake, and maybe an ocean from the way the boy was staring at him. Maybe they would be able to settle their dispute with the spar should he agree and then Kit would be able to understand this boy. But for now, he just stared at the boy, and awaited for his response.

"Oh, by the way, my name Kit. As courtesy felt obliged to tell."

[Pain Killer]

OOC: Only three days late. Must be a record . Sorry 'bout the wait.

IC:

"Heh, you're weak."

The anger on Pain Killer's face was quickly replaced by arrogance, a cocky smirk quickly forming as he spoke in a mocking tone. It made perfect sense, now. The kid was trying to make a reputation for himself, picking a fight with someone in order to build himself up, meaning he was either new or, simply put, weak.

"You can hide behind your Pillar excuse all you want, it's becoming pretty obvious you aren't worth my time, 'Kit'. You've got no true concept of pride. If you really wanted to fight, we'd do it now, but I'm not going to go hunting for you after school. I've got more important things to do, like watch grass grow."

Chuckling softly to himself at his own joke, Adam's arms unfolded, his legs lowering himself slowly to sit back down on the fountain's edge. His eyes peered up from underneath his bangs, staring at the smaller student in front of him.

"I don't take back anything I said, or will ever say. You disagree? Prove me wrong. Otherwise, you're still just the weak retard I see standing before me."

[Kit Lee]

OOC: Haha s'all good I've been busy lately too. For clarification, are we in the courtyard with grass and soil?

"Psh. Let's go," Kit said with a smirk. Kit had never stood down from a fight in his life when his pride was on the line. Many fights in the past had occured because another Breakdancing crew was talking shit to them. Though Kit had a tolerance to one or two provoking statements, his crew usually had reacted by that point and a fight would break out. In the current circumstance, Kit did not want to have the fight interrupted by the Pillars or the Captain. He also did not want to stir trouble in a school whose peace he wanted to be maintained. Kit was not one who enjoyed fighting.

Kit kicked the soccer ball in his hands to the side. Bouncing steadily back and forth on his legs, he raised his fists with the elbows bent in a 145 degree angle, one fist extended further than the other. By bouncing back and forth, he would have unpredictable movement as he was constantly moving. The boy would not be able to tell whether he was jumping or moving foward as easily. Also, he would be able to flatten the ground and create a firm ground. He wondered how the boy would fight as he waited for the boy to get up and attack.

[Pain Killer]

OOC: Sounds good to me.

IC:

Why am I not surprised that he waited until I sat back down before wanting to fight?

With a great sigh, Adam shook his head, standing back up. His right hand came up, palm forward, signifying for Kit to wait as the self-proclaimed Pain Killer walked off to his left (Kit's right), creating some distance from the fountain and give them both an equal starting area.

"Fine, fine. Let's get this over with."

His gloved fists rose up in front of him, the right hand hovering by his jawline while the left was extended further out, about ten inches away from his face, in a loose fist. Pain Killer brought his left leg forward to lead his body, which in turn brought his left shoulder forward, causing his front to be on a 45 degree angle away from Kit. Having finished his preperations, Adam lazily gestured with his head, motioning for Kit to come at him, since the smaller student seemed to be full of so much energy.

Ok, kid. Let's see what you've got.

[Kit Lee]

Kit bounded about, smearing the grass into the soil. The soft soil was hardened, coated with the green smear. Kit noted the position the boy was taking as he stood up, holding his right hand up to tell Kit to wait. It wasn't necessary though, because Kit was not one to attack without his opponent's full attention and preparation. Kit did not fight dirty unless underhand tactics were used at him.

Noting that the boy lead with his left leg, and raised his arms, Kit was ready to test how the fought. Kit bounced off toward the boy and threw a kick at the boy's right with his left leg. This kick would tell him how strong the boy was, how quick he was, and how he reacts. Kit's kick was moderately fast, and strong. Kit had a strong hold on the ground with his other leg and was prepared for a counter as the kick was not his best one. His arms were also prepared as they were still in the same position in front of him.

[Pain Killer]

OOC: I'm guessing you threw the kick at around torso height, but if I'm wrong, PM me and I'll fix it.

That's it, come to daddy.

Kit was fast, that much was for sure, much faster than Pain Killer. That very fact was mainly why Adam had waited for his opponent to take the first shot, as Kit would need to come within the larger student's range in order to begin his attack. Kit had chosen an odd move to start, as kicks are generally easy to see coming if the opponent isn't distracted by something else, as such, Adam stepped forward with his right leg, bringing his body closer to Kit's and depriving the smaller man of getting the full impact of his strike.

However, even as he stepped forward, Adam dropped his right arm, too late to block the blow impacting against his side, but that had never been the intention. Instead, his forearm hooked around the back of Kit's calf, holding the leg against his body. With Kit's maneuverability now considerably lessened, Pain Killer kicked his right leg forward, intent on slamming his foot against the supporting leg's kneecap, possibly dislocating or even breaking the limb.

[Kit Lee]

Kit knew that a grab was coming. The moment the boy moved foward, Kit saw it. He had purposely threw a slow kick to test the boy. There were usually only a few ways to react to a kick. Grab it, defend against it, counter it, or just dodge it. The boy chose grab, which was something Kit was well prepared for. As the other boy kicked his right leg foward, Kit already had propelled his supporting leg up and ready to push off against the boy's chest as if it were a wall. This would be easy to do and would have much force since the boy was holding Kit's other leg. Kit was also prepared to handle the consequences.

Should the boy drop his leg, Kit would simply use his hands to break his fall. Should the boy hold onto his leg and take the hit, the Kit would be distanced again from the boy. should the boy attempt to kick high enough with the leg that was aimed at his supporting leg originally, Kit would block with his hands and this would actually be even more advantageous to him. Should the boy decide to punch him or block the kick with the other hand, Kit would be able swing his hands up as the boy would still be holding his leg in order to do so.

[Pain Killer]

Kit's plan was good, in theory, should his attack connect. Unfortunately, Pain Killer had no intention of letting that happen, as the moment his opponent had left the ground, he had sealed his fate. Adam's left arm dropped down and to his left, before slamming into the side of Kit's knee of his attacking limb, sending it underneath the captured leg Adam was holding already.

Unless Kit could somehow manage to correct himself in mid-flight, his body would begin to turn to his left, bringing his torso closer to Pain Killer. At this point, Adam would twist his body to his left, sending his left elbow directly at Kit's stomach. It was true that Kit had his arms up, but with nothing to brace himself against, the best he could do would be to push himself away from the attack, which would send him against the ground harder. Regardless, Pain Killer put his weight behind his attack, intent on falling on top of Kit elbow first, sandwiching the younger man between the ground and Pain Killer's 230+ pound frame.

During this manuever, however, Adam would not release Kit's left calf from his grip, and should all go to plan, Kit would find his left awkwardly bent at the knee, his ankle being forced towards his chest as Adam fell on top of him. Depending on how flexible the smaller man was, he could possibly find his knee dislocated from the sudden pressure on his twisted limb.

[Kit Lee]

OOC: Sorry, first time RPing a fight with another player. I am not sure exactly what you mean by the pushing but I am going to assume it as I have written. Please tell me if I am wrong. Uh if this is too confusing, I can draw a series of stick figure pictures to show you a frame by frame action.

The boy had decided to block Kit's kick with a slam into the knee of his attacking limb. This would shove Kit's kick out of place. As opposed to allowing himself to become the boy's playtoy, allowing him to do as he pleased, Kit bent his parried leg, pushing the knee into the boy's body as he grabbed the attacking elbow with one hand and the boy's shirt with the other. He would then headbutt the boy as he pulled upon his shirt to levitate himself up and dug his knee into the boy's body for support.

It would be straining for the boy to receive such a hit as he was already supporting all of Kit's weight. The headbutt would hopefully stun the boy, allowing Kit to carry out his next attack. Should the headbutt hit, if the boy drops Kit's leg from being stunned, then Kit would be able to land and distance himself using a backroll. If the boy does not drop Kit's leg, Kit would have to force it with a push against the boy's chest with his hands, allowing his body to shoot backwards, which would enable him to once again extend his leg except this time straight into the boy's face.

[Pain Killer]

Adam was slightly surprised by the fact Kit was able to block his elbow attack with one hand, but in the end, it didn't matter. By using his arms, Kit had essentially opened himself up for all sorts of pain, and Adam wouldn't disappoint.

Sorry, kid. But you asked for this.

Pushing his left elbow to Kit's right, Adam brought his hand forward, palm pressed against Kit's chest. This action served two reasons, first keeping Kit far enough back that he couldn't reach with a headbutt. The second, however, was far more important, for as Pain Killer pushed against Kit's chest, he would thrust the smaller student into the ground in a move similiar to professional wrestling's "Spinebuster". Whether Kit managed to avoid having the wind knocked out of him, much less remain conscious, would all depend on how tough he was.

[Kit Lee]

The boy had followed the movement of Kit's right hand block against the boy's left elbow. This made Kit lose grip and he felt the boy's palm push against his chest. Kit retracted his arms back as he was tossed towards the ground, stopping the damage with his hands. His hands were used to diving towards the ground when he had pulled off flips and other breakdancing tricks. Not to mention, the force that the boy used was not very strong as he had used only one hand in addition to the fact that he had to maintain balance as he was still supporting all of Kit's weight. And furthermore, Kit had the support of the dirt ground to help him absorb shock.

Kit used this maneuver the boy pulled to his advantage, as he still had one leg held by the boy's right hand. Kit allowed himself to be shoved to a further distance so that the momentum would allow him to kick up his right leg that had been bent into the boy's chest, straight into the boy's face. He would be able to deal a very heavy blow as he had both the support of the boy holding on him, as well as the ground that he was keeping off of with his hands. The only way Kit could see the boy dodging this move would be by releasing Kit's left leg as his other hand was already occupied with shoving Kit towards the floor. Kit would also become distanced again should the boy release his leg as he was already in the position to do a backflip.