Just Desserts

[Kyukaku]

(OOC: Wow. Alot of stuff to sift through.)

Allen's words to the Paragon student would seem to half agree with his own words, and half agree with Nobu's actions. While he didn't seem to be looking for a fight, it still looked much too like a witchhunt for Kyukaku's tastes. Truthfully, he knew how this would end. Hope as he might, a verbal reprimand just wouldn't be effective in dealing with this situation and he knew it. Still, he didn't have to like it.

Kyukaku was pleased to have Aryck back him up, but in the end it would be drowned out as a handful of new faces would suddenly pop in, distracting everyone for the moment. The first one literally jumped off the roof, causing Kyukaku to restrain himself from sending a back kick to the center of his chest upon his landing. After sifting through his words, which he didn't understand, Kyukaku assumed he was with them. That, or he simply chose a bad spot to stand.

Taking a step forward after Tai Yang spoke, Kyukaku intended to make himself the front runner. Before having a chance to speak, let alone decide if he was going to accept the terms, Aryck instantly spoke up himself, taking a step forward that placed him between Kyu and Tai Yang. A few more faces spoke up as well, seeming hostile in their own merit. Out of all of them, one seemed to stand out the most. Kyukaku peered over at the thai, listening intently as he spoke in quite the different tone to everyone else present.

"Even if it was an option, I don't think your boy there is looking to let anyone walk away on their own strength." Kyukaku stated, giving a short nod at Tai's direction as he looked Aroon in the eye. "Besides, while I'm not looking for a fight, I don't see any lessons being learned by those responsible for what happened at our school, unless they're dealt with in some way."

Kyukaku turned his head back over his shoulder, listening as Allen whispered, alerting him to what Aryck had told him. Nodding in acknowledgement before turning away, Kyukaku would place his head between Nobu and Kabuto both, speaking softly so that only the two of them could hear him.

"Don't fight on his terms. Aryck's more than capable, but if things start to go south, get in there, get him, and get out."

Reluctantly, Kyukaku would turn and walk the other way, his head still peering over to Aryck's battle with some concern. Following the nod of Allen, Kyukaku would take the lead and move around to the boy with the paint on his face, garnering some looks even while Aryck distracted. A good number of eyes would still be on them, and that suggested things still wouldn't go very easy for Allen and himself. Still, Kyukaku's hand would move out towards the painted boy's shoulder, turning him as he spoke.

"Hey, who's idea was it?"

Before he could respond though, Kyukaku felt a hand on his shoulder. Despite any assumption that Allen had his flank, Kyukaku had a feeling that the hand wasn't a friendly one...

[Seni Kalamafoni]

A bunch of shit had happened. Seni looked from face to face. Some dumb bitch jumped off the roof.

What the fuck is this? The Circus?

Seni heard what the kid in the sunglasses said to Tai. He stepped back a little.

"Well? We gonna stand around all day or what? Make a move already" Seni saw the kid sit down on the grass.

What the fuck does he think this is?[/color]

The big islander only stood a few feet away from the kid. Seni eyed punk up. He wanted to make a move, but his attention was grabbed by something else. Another one of the Hircine students, the self appointed leader in Seni's eyes, talked with a few of the other kids on his side than went to move around the crowd. Seni saw him go after the kid with the paint on his face.

Seni turned his attention back to the drama unfolding in front of him. Tai might need some help, there were other students around that could help out the kid who tagged Hircine. His eyes went back to the kid sitting on the grass.

Seni got to impatient. The kid sitting had eyed him up a little to much. With a lunge forward, the Islander closed the few feet of distance between him and the kid on the grass.

His left foot hit the ground only a foot away from the kid. His right foot came around fast, the point of his Timberland boot aiming for the mouth of the kid.

[Kabuto Takada]

Kabuto nodded at Kyu's words and turend back twowards the people infront of him.

Interesting

He saw the big islander retard charge at him,and Kabuto had to stop himself from laughing. He was gonna get to fight the idiot, the one who just broke up the mexican stand of between the desperados and the banditos.

Either I kick his arse or king wanker over there does

Kabuto moved into a crouch positon and as soon as the kick came his way, he sprung upwards and backwards,away from the idiot. He landed on the balls of his feet, and grinned. It was easy to avoid and he should have thought of that.

" Dumbass, you just made things a whole lot worse for yourself"

Kabuto turnd on his side,so his right leg was twowards Seni in a loose stance. He didn't even bother to raise his fists,no need with this guy.

He made a finger gun with his right hand and aimed it at Seni. He pretended to fire and winked, grinning all the time.

"I'm gonna kick your arse"

[Seni Kalamafoni]

Seni's kick missed, oh well. He saw the kid stand up right, on the balls of his feet.

"Dumbass, you just made things a whole lot worse for yourself," Seni put his hand up to slug it out with the kid. His eyes glaring at the kid.

"I'm gonna kick your arse"

Seni watched the kid move. He had seen cocky chumps like him in the hood get handled. Seni wasn't worried. He moved to the kids side, moving away from the rest of the Hircine group, making it so Kabuto's back, if he also moved, would be to his fellow Hircine friends.

"You talk alot ma'fucker," Seni waited for the kid to make a move.

[Nobu]

From this Japanese fellow coming out of field, entering the scene like it was some kind of movie by leaping off of the Paragon Institute's main building, no less, to the two Paragonians joining the fray from the sidelines as the crowd thinned out, Nobu found the situation escalating quickly, and despite Paragon's numbers dropping, the tension in the air failed to cease. Quite the contrary; it had actually gotten thicker. Perhaps it had to do with these Paragonians joining the dark-skinned student. It looked like all of the Hircinians would have to raise arms, something Nobu definitely was not against.

He remained cautious, backing up a bit so that each one of the new arrivals were in his range of sight. Allen caught the Nihon-jin's attention by nudging him in the ribs. Nobu looked at the shaded blonde without turning to him, acknowledging Allen with a nod as he listened to his suggestion. The plan of action agreed with both Kyukaku's diplomatic views and Nobu's own, more aggressive desires. Aryck stepped up the plate, standing in front of white-haired, Asiatic-looking boy that was the second Paragonian to confront the group. Before taking their leave to hunt for the vandals of Hircine, Kyukaku let Nobu know that the lanky Hircinian was an adept fighter, but should anything turn into the Paragonians' favour, to jump in. Nodding in agreement, the Japanese fighter watched as Allen and Kyukaku took their leaves.

Taking a few steps toward the broken window, which was a couple of metres away from Aryck, Nobu used the leather sleeve of his jacket to wipe off any remaining glass of the bottom of the window, and threw the Panther's jacket over it to prevent getting cut by anything that didn't break loose. The glass beneath his feet crunched as he shifted his feet, turning to focus his attention on that matter at hand.

It appeared as though Aryck had not squared off with the dark-skinned Paragonian yet, but instead, the large Pacific-Islander looking fellow had confronted the Japanese boy that had entered the scene via the sky. With those two Paragonians tied up, Nobu's attention was drawn toward the South-East Asian boy. His and Nobu's builds were nearly identical, but the Japanese fighter looked a bit larger physically. He leaned against the wall next to the broken window, avoiding the Thai's eyes but glaring at his forehead so it looked like he was looking straight at his face.

Crossing his arms, Nobu waited for the scene to unravel even further. Whether it be in the fashion of the Thai confronting him due to being the remaining Hircinian, or of the Thai jumping in to double-team one of other Hircinians, Nobu would be ready; waiting; watching.

[Vladimir Stukov]

~Sniff~

Amongst the Paragon crowd, there was one boy who was having difficulty understanding what was going on, smelling the air to try and differentiate the different scents of the people gathered. He had followed the crowd in order to see what had drawn their attention, and while he couldn't hear the words being spoken between the Paragon student and the others, Vladimir could feel the tension in the air. The feral youth's mind worked hard to understand where it was coming from, trying to associate words with the anxious feeling he was getting from the students who didn't belong on these grounds. The feral youth watched intently as a fight began to break out between two of the students, while another two faced off with most of the crowd's attention focused upon them.

Vladimir, however, caught sight of two of the students who were causing such a commotion amongst the Paragons heading roughly towards him, causing an adrenaline rush to flow through him at the possibility of them coming to attack him. After all, he had no way of knowing that they were heading towards the boy next to him with paint on his face, as Vlad had no knowledge of any of the events leading up to this confrontation. Instead, all he knew was that two things he didn't understand were heading towards him.

The boy bristled, his fingers seperating from each other and bending to form something akin to claws, a low growl stirring in his throat as the two students came closer. His muscles were tensed, ready to explode at any sign of danger. Ironically, the motion that set Vladimir off would not come from the two Hircine students, but rather, another Paragon. As another boy suddenly reached forward to grab Kyukaku's shoulder, the motion would surprise Vladimir, startling him enough to set him into an attack.

Sprinting forward, Vladimir would push through two students before finally coming upon Kyu, who at this point would either have dealt with or be in the process of dealing with the one who grabbed him. Regardless, Vlad would leap towards the older boy, hands outstretched in front of him in the attempt to grab either Kyukaku's shoulders from the back or his left shoulder from the side, depending on whether Kyu turned back from his other foe or not. In either case, Vladimir would attempt to wrap his legs around Kyu's waist, giving him something to hold on to as he dug his fingernails into the larger boy's shoulder(s) in order to keep himself from falling off.

[Kabuto Takada]

Kabuto eyed his opponent, and picked out his flaws. The man had little to none finesse, he was clumsy,most likley a street fighter. He was strong but he had no idea how to use it. He was unprepared and over confident without reason, while Kabuto was confident within reason. It was an easy fight, street fighters usually only think about 3 seconds ahead.

It came down to this in Kabuto's head.

In the left corner, Gangster Feller, with nothing but brute strength and not alot of it. In the right corner, Kabuto Takada, martial artist of 10 + years and specialist fighter.

Kabuto smiled his big goofy grin.

" Now I realise that you only have one very lonley braincell rattling around in there, but in a fight that you start,you usually try and attack the person you started it with. Just a suggestion."

Kabuto saw the feller with the scary face a out of the corner of his eye. He looked like a dog( smelt like one to) and was growling if Kabuto was not mistaken. He saw the freaks target.

Shit

" Hey,big feller! Watch out!"

[Kyukaku]

Kyukaku turned his head over his shoulder, looking just in time to spot the punch through his peripheals. Weaving his head back, Kyukaku redirected the punch to his front, pulling the shoulder grabber to the inside as he sent a knee strike to his gut, catching him off guard and winding him.

However, he wasn't the only one caught off guard.

Able to focus on only so many things at once, Kyukaku wasn't able to spot the next man until he was already airborn. Instantly responding, his body began reacting. Moving as if it was a tackle of sorts, Kyukaku's right hand reached accross his body to grab the attacker's left arm as his own left arm went to the armpit. Planting his right leg down after the earlier knee strike Kyu torqued his hips in an attempted shoulder throw.

However, Vladmir hadn't intended to take Kyukaku to the ground, and therefore Kyukaku would end up trying far too hard to take Vladmir there as well. Vladmir latched onto Kyukaku like a wild animal, digging his nails in as he wrapped his legs around his hips. Taking a lunging step forward to keep from toppling over, Kyukaku's hands went to his forward bending back in attempt to grip the attacker.

Determined to not keep the lighter man on his back, Kyukaku's left hand went back to grip the left hand of Vladmir, pinning it firmly against his shoulder. At the same time, Kyu's right hand would go to the back of Vladmir's head, pushing it against Kyu's upperback. Holding Vladmir for at least the moment should the student suddenly let go of his own holds for whatever reason, Kyukaku would push hard off his front left leg as he swung his right leg back as hard as he could. Dipping his head down, Kyukaku would flip forward, tucking in his own chin as he would attempt to crash down on Vladmir's upper back to his head, with the combined weight of both of them coming down on him.

[Rick Green]

Rick watched in astonishment as the scene unfolded as it did. Tai Yang facing off against one of the Hircine students, the gangster facing off with the guy who’d jumped off the wall, and now another Paragon student had rushed in and attacked the Hircine student who apparently was separating himself from his group. Rick guessed the guy was using all of the ruckus to his advantage to go and find what ever it was they came for.

Aroon wasn’t paying any attention so Rick wasn’t getting anything from him. With a sigh Rick backed away from the situation slowly trying to watch everybody to make sure he didn’t get caught up in their petty fights. This wasn’t at all what he thought it would be, it had just turned into chaos. There was really no point now in staying to watch a bunch of guys try and fend off the hordes of Paragon students that would swarm them, cause that’s what would happen. Despite Tai Yang’s proclamations he still didn’t have the control he wanted.

So moving as quickly as he could without drawing attention to himself, Rick walked back towards the school. If they wanted chaos, then he would give them chaos. Rick thought it was time for something new to add to this mess. It was at this time that Rick found himself in front of the fire alarm. Rick smiled and ran a hand through his dark locks before smashing in the glass barrier with his fist.

“Time for some real action.” With that said Rick pulled the lever initiating the loud annoying buzz of the fire alarm.

Classroom doors opened immediately and several students with confused gazes made their way out into the hallway. Rick’s smile broadened as some of their eyes laid focus on him. With a deep breath then Rick yelled out his proclamation.

“School wide brawl in courtyard, last man standing is the victor.”

The looks on the other student’s faces were priceless, but Rick didn’t stick around long enough to enjoy them. He knew that he needed to get out of the way lest someone think to take him out as well. Rick decided the roof was the best place to hide, plus he could watch the action of the courtyard from up there. Suddenly the echo of shoes smacking against the tiled floor could be heard and he knew that his words would spread like wild fire amongst students. This would create chaos amongst the fighters and Tai Yang would have to show that he was as bad as he really thought he was.

Plus this was a nice opportunity to get a little payback on the school that had rejected him. Rick’s smile broadened a little more.

[[OOC: I’m out of this thread, unless anybody else wants to pursue me further. I’ll start another thread about being on the roof as a continuation.]]

[Kabuto Takada]

Kabuto was tired of waiting. He loosened his bright red tie and tightened hsi hair back in it's shikamaru ponytail. He adjusted his shirts and looked at the opposition. Gangster,most likley slow and not to bright but strong. He eyed him up and down once more and crouched low like a sprinter ready to run, his powerful legs tenseing, ready to leap into action.

" Give it all" Kabuto muttered to himself. He was gonna prove himself here, on this ground. Problem is he probably couldn't come back here after he kicked this guys arse.

thats a shame

Kabuto would sprint forward,starting like a sprinter and would close the distance between him and the enemy seconds. Not wanting to get into a slugging match with the enemy, he would leap one meter from the enemy and fly kick,aimed at the mid section. Because Kabuto moved so quick,it would most likley catch the person of guard, but if Kabuto's leg is grabbed, he would bend it to bring his other leg into range for a to kick the person in the inside of the elbow,making the person drop him and giving him time to roll backwards out of striking range.

[Aroon Kamsing]

OOC: Rick, my apologies for not replying to you earlier. I'd honestly forgotten about this thread. =/

IC:
Sighing quietly as the (admittedly futile) attempt at negotiation and peacekeeping went under without so much as a whisper, Aroon reached a hand up and ran it through his hair, shaking his head. Doing that, however, didn't let his eyes leave the Hircine students. Yang, it appeared, had already been nominated to one of them. That was fine by his standard, so long as that piece of crap wasn't expecting help from him, he was content to do whatever else was expected of him. More than anything, he could sate a curiosity and see whether the students of their apparently 'rival' school were made of anything worth noting.

As it was, only one of the initial group had stuck around, the others making a tactical decision to go elsewhere. Fine, if that was to be the case, it kept things tidier here, and the one that stood left in their ranks seemed content to eye him, almost expecting the Thai to go jumping in on someone elses fight.

'Does he really think that all of us are quite so cowardly as to -need- a two-on-one fight to win?'

With a flicker of his eyes, the young man cleared out everything else with a considerable amount of effort, intent on preventing his low-latent inhibition from causing a hinderance to him in this rather 'active' scene. It had been difficult enough to concentrate thus far, but with the selection of a prime target, he would be able to dull out the worst part of the background activity. Taking a step or two forward, he gave a dry smirk at the Asian youth.

"I suppose that leaves you for me. I wouldn't worry, it's not in my interest to help Yang in his fight, and that other guy there," he thumbed quickly over at Seni, "Well, he could use some sense knocked into him."

Rolling his shoulders, he gave a briefly quizzical look at the other boy. Both of them were around the same height and build, nothing spectacular or noteworthy there. It would be his fighting approach that would speak volumes instead.

"Tell me, though. What's the actual point of this? What conceivable reason could you have to come here, where you're both grossly outnumbered and immediately on the defensive, regardless of your intentions?"

The question was a simple one. He wasn't terribly worried by the answer, but it had been something he'd missed before during the approach to the actual centre of the scene. It wasn't about to change his mind, quite the opposite. Aroon just wanted to know exactly what it was that was fuelling this suicidal mission for these little lost sheep.

[Nobu]

The young Thai had noticed the Japanese boy's gaze and began approaching him. With a grin he spoke up, making it clear that he had no intention of double-teaming any of his fellow Hircinians. With a slight push, Nobu removed himself from the wall, taking a step forward as his back left the brick, which was warmed by his body heat. His arms dropped to his sides, and the Japanese boy turned toward the broken window, placing the palm of his left hand firmly on the bottom of its frame, protected from jagged shards by the Panther's jacket that had been placed there earlier. A quick glance was shot over his shoulder at the Thai, and he said, "Why don't we take this inside?" his voice matching the stern expression on his face.

With a single powerful thrust of his legs, Nobu vaulted himself over the wall and through the window to the inside of the building, broken pieces of glass crunching loudly under the soles of his sneakers, the sound echoing throughout the empty hallways of the Paragon Institute. He walked a few meters away from the window before turning to face it, waiting for his potential opponent to join him within the confines of his own home.

[Since I don't want to clutter this thread up, I'll be taking our fight to a new thread.]

[Aryck Venn]

((OOC: Ooooh my goooooood! Also, for the sake of the thread, my 'pologies in advance to Tai Yang. You're gonna be maaad.))

As everything went on around him, it seemed only a matter of moments as others broke out into fighting around the two who were supposed to, and the crowd breaks off, then came back, and here, in the midst of so much chaos, did Aryck finally feel back at home.

When the fire alarm went off and the courtyard began to flood with Paragon students, it was like returning right back to the days of Varron Academy, under the leadership of Stern Mason.

It was apparent now, to Aryck, at least, that whatever this young Chinese-American had planned from the beginning, would no longer be the case. As such, there was no longer any need to battle. The crowd began to roar around them, surging through the area the onlookers had arbitrarily designated the 'fighting zone'. As they came towards Tai and Aryck, the taller fighter turned the corners of his lips up slightly in a half-smile and took two steps back, allowing the crowd to flow around him, separating himself from his opponent.

With that, Aryck began to duck and weave, becoming one with the crowd as he was always capable of doing, running in tandem and staying low to avoid his somewhat taller frame sticking out. With precise grace and speed, he would keep his feet, attacking when he needed to with sudden, quickly incapacitating strikes to passers-by who intended harm to him. He finally came upon Kyukaku, who was dealing with the riot in his own way. Aryck's hand would reach up and grab his arm, pulling him down to a bent-over position with him and pulling him along.

"We should go. Find the others."

As always, he was short and succinct. Words were barely necessary in the situation, anyway.