the Brit from Varron (open)

[tank]

First day in another school. The same story for most of the transfers from Varron. Transfered from a school to Varron, then transferred here. My story was much of the same. Walking into a new place can always be daunting. The feelings of excitement, the prospect of meeting new people discovering new places, seeing new sights. Yet the ever present feeling of fear. What will it be like? What are the students like? Will i fit in?.

Will i fit in?

This was a question that plagued most minds at one point. The prospect of not being accepted. That was one of the worst fears of man. It may not be one of the most obvious but I'm sure it is one of them. But for a certain few it did not plague their minds. It did not even enter their thoughts. Fortunately or maybe unfortunately i was one of those people. I did not care for the looks that i got as i walked through the school. Or the sly remarks that were said behind my back either. Fitting in was not really one of my concerns, it never has been and probably never will. That was one thing at least that i was sure of. I was dressed in a usual attire. White low-tops with my black baggy jeans, a white belt with the Name 'TANK' across it in thick steel letters. A black tight jumper and a black beanie hat over my big head. They say that having a big head meant having big brains. That was not the case with me. My head was mostly filled with air, to say the least.

So i made my way down the corridor. My mind filled with normal thoughts. The transfer from Varron to Hircine had gone smoothly as expected, that had kept me in a good mood. But trying to find a locker in such a vast and new place was a different story. I looked down at the piece of paper which seemed tiny in my big hand. I looked around at a few nearby numbers. None where close to mine and i grunted in a animal like way to show my frustration. The directions i had where of no use. The woman at reception seemed to be more interested in chewing her gum than give me proper directions.

"The bird said go down the apple and pears, around the corner up a flight of Apple and pears and its on my left."

Well there was a classroom on my left so her directions were wrong. Bloody very wrong at that.

"I could do with some Rosy lee and then my nads head, a good sleep would do me just fine"

I turned to see a student looking at me in great confusion. I smiled and gave off a little laugh.

"Cockney rhyming slang. Its British" The student laughed and continues on his way. So i turned again down the corridor to another set of apple and pears.

"Where are the dam lockers"

I would be saying this to a great bit of thin air when i crashed into a group of kids. They seemed to be younger than i was but older than freshmen. I received a hell load of abuse which was returned with a hell load of abuse. After a few rounds of verbal bickering the situation had gotten out of hand. It seemed that a tall student didn't like the obscenity that i was hailing at his present mother. That always did seem to ruffle up the Americans. I'd keep that in mind.

You Varron scum are nothing, you know that! your all just animals. You just want to cause trouble you sick mother fu..

Unfortunately he would be able to finish his sentence as My big size 14 foot came crashing down on his toes and my right arm slammed him into a locker. he friends flinched to his aid but an icy cold stare from the blue eyes of the British man kept them at bay for now.

"No you are wrong boy. Not all of us Varron are animals, we are just like you deep down, you know. We just want to get on with our lives, to finish school and make our parents proud. Most of us are normal. But unfortunately for your stupid ass, i am not one of them shit head. i;m one of those stereotypical Varron kids who just wants to kick some ass." With that i would gently slam his head against the locker. Just causing a sharp pain, just enough to keep him down so i could take my leave. With that i would turn and see my locker! WHOOP! finally. Leaving the student to his friends aid i would casually walk to the locker. Use the correct combination and slip a few things inside before turning around back to the trouble makers.

With a flash of my belt so they all could see it, a set of words would escape my mouth. Spoken in a over confident and sick demeanor.

"The name is Tank. Don't forget it"

[Audrey Pierce]

"God damnit, open!," Audrey yelled as she struggled with her locker door. It refused to be pryed open, even though she had removed her combination lock. She kicked it with the toe of her high-top converse sneaker and then slammed her hand against it.

It's no use..., she thought as she turned her back to the locker and slid down onto the floor. She lightly bumped her head against the locker, with her eyes now closed and let out a deep sigh. Such a tantrum in the morning isn't something she really expected, nor wanted.

As she remained there seated on the cold floor, with her legs stretched out in front of her, she heard someone yell an insult towards a Varronite. She immediately turned her head towards the commotion and could see a gathering of students surrounding a rather large student. She narrowed her eyes to get a better look at the obvious native students to Hircine High surround a fellow ex-Varron High student. She did not recognize him, and that was very surprising.

Audrey had only returned to Varron for little over a few months, and hadn't met much students. And since it's closure, most students who belonged to Varron had scattered. So finding the ones she had become familiar with would be quite a challenge to find. Being in Hircine presented her with new opportunities and new faces. And Audrey would make sure to take advantage of that.

As she slowly made her way back onto her feet, she could see the larger student attack on the Hircine students who was foolish enough to make that statement about the Varronites. A smirk appeared on her face as she crossed her arms in front of her chest, watching him.

She listened as he explained how all Varronites are different, and not as chaotic as much people would think we are. Audrey nodded in agreement.

Then he added in how he was exactly how they pictured, and she chuckled to herself, Nice.

Watching the beaten and broken student being taken away by his friends, Audrey found this moment to be perfect to approach the one who had introduced himself as 'Tank'. Walking towards him, with her arms still crossed at her chest, she thought of how he might one loose cannon. The type who would disrupt the thin line of peace between Hircine High students and the Varronites. But she highly doubted that that would hold for much longer anyway.

She stopped by a locker next to his and leaned against it, her arms now falling to her sides,"You sure do know how to make yourself noticed," she joked.

[tank]

I had gone through a lot of things in life. This was true. I had survived a drug addict for a mother. A spell in a home for the mentally challenged. I had run from the police, taken and given various beat downs. All these things an more had more than prepared me for the things that life would throw at me, but none of things would prepare me for the sight of who had just addressed me.
A give a small warm-hearted laugh at her joke. Half out of politeness half out of genuine humor. The fact that she had just started a conversation out of the blue for starters made me smile. A big smile that lit up my usually hard and cold face. My body relaxed and i was not so tense anymore. My huge muscles seemed to shirk a little as my body and mind went from tense to relaxed.

My cool, mysterious blue eyes would turn to gaze upon the girl next to me. JT did not lie. San Fran may have looked up already. I slowly closed my locker so i could give, this girl my undivided attention. I casually leaned against it, Left shoulder first, My arms at my sides, My shoulders slumped forwards a little, My legs just keeping me up as the lockers took my weight.

"I suppose i went a little to far" I would say with a warm grin, My hand raising upwards and my thumb and fore-finger making a little space to further exaggerate what i was saying.

My eyes struggled to keep eye contact. They desperately wanted to peer at t he girl infront of me. To take in all of her assets, not in a prevvy way, just so i could admire the girls beauty.

"Still though some of these Hircine natives are a major pain in the arse... excuse my French. As you probably heard the name is Tank but you can call me Patrick, do you mind if i ask your name pretty lady?"
My warm charming grin staying on my face as i said my words and the usual intimidating blue eyes of this black man looked warm and interesting. As if they held a story.
I held up a hand for a hand shake. If she were to take it then i would gently bring her hand to my lips and lay a light gentle kiss upon her knuckles, and gently letting go of her hand, before saying.

"Do you have a problem with your locker? Believe it or not but i saw you slumped underneath one before that ruckus started"

[Audrey Pierce]

"Too far?," Audrey smirked, standing up right with her hands now on her hips,"If you didn't say something to those jerks, I would have!" She giggled some after her statement, while pushing away some of her blondish-brown hair from out of her eyes. She wasn't sure if he would take her statement seriously, but she was being perfectly honest.

She hated how Varron's history affected the thoughts of the Hircine natives. Sure, there were a few bad seeds among the bunch, but there were a few acceptions.

Audrey nodded as she heard Tank speak of how the Hircines were not such a happy bunch either. He also introduced himself as Patrick.

I should have known a sane parent wouldn't name her child Tank, Audrey pondered, with a sly smirk on her face.

Watching as he held out his hand for a mere handshake, Audrey stretched out her own. Only to watch him take it up to his lips and lightly lay a kiss on her knuckles. She smiled and enjoyed this small moment of a true gentleman-like quality. She almost felt like she was in those old black and white movies her father used to watch late at night. The gentleman caller always kissed the woman's hand as a sign of respect and mostly, from the obvious attraction he has towards her.

Her shimmering pale blue eyes continued to follow him until he released her hand, once again regaining eye contact. She let out a sweet smile and spoke, "My name is Audrey."

He offered to help her with her locker she had previously been struggling with. A slight redness came over her cheeks and she chuckled nervously,"Yeah. I hate to be the damsel in distress but that locker is another pain in the.. you-know-what," with saying that she led him to her locker, in efforts of finally getting it open.

[tank]

So the girl from Varron was Audrey. Seemed she had the same intention as I to try and prove that not all of the transfers from Varron were what Hircine thought we were, but i did doubt her shouting at them would have the same effect. It would have a effect don't get me wrong but there was a big difference between a small attractive female shouting at you and a 6ft 5 275 pound guy. Still though i did admire her way of thinking and i smiled at her comment.

She lead me in the direction of her locker. The slight redness that was once on her cheeks slightly fading now, as there was a possibility that her problem may be solved.

"Damsel in distress huh? I would say with a small smile as i came to the locker.
It seemed that the combination to it had already been put in so i wouldn't have to ask for it. Now just pull it open. Which i did.... not successfully. After a few hard yanks with my right hand the door did not come open. The only thing i had succeeded in doing was moving the the stand of lockers forwards.

"Brawn over brains never works" I would say, biting my lip in concentration as i tried to work out how to open the dam thing. I pushed the lockers back into line and them with my right hand pressed against the side with the hinges of the locker while pulling the handle with my left. I did this gradually sliding the locker open before it burst open surprisingly. It hit off my forearm which did hurt but shocked me more than anything. Looking at the locker now, it was obvious that someone had jammed a pencil by the lock so it would be very hard to open the dam thing. I took the pencil from inside the empty and now open locker and turn back to Audrey.

"Here is your problem, the standard problem with these sort of lockers yep. That will cost you 20 dollars ma'am" I would joke putting on quite possibly the worst American accent imaginable.

[Audrey Pierce]

OOC: Sorry, my computer died. But I'm back now!


Standing behind Tank, she watched as he yanked on the locker door, similar to the way she had previously. The door remained closed. She sighed.

"I'd have to agree with you on that one," she replied as he continued pulling away on the locker door. Audrey stretched out of her hands above her head and let out a small yawn. When she attempted to open the locker door before, it took alot of energy out of her. She was glad she ran into Tank to help her out with her troublesome situation.

Then suddenly, with minimal pressure put against the locker, it swung open. Audrey's eyes widen and felt kind of retarded at the moment.

All I had to do was be patient and it would have opened, she thought and chuckled nervously under her breath.

She looked over at Tank as he held a pencil in front of her. Audrey's eyes stared at it then slowly forming into a confused look. Then it seemed obvious that some idiot had possibly jammed a pencil into her locker, preventing the owner from opening.

"Kids....," she mumbled angrily under her breath. He told her with the funniest imitation of an American's accent that the problem he had just solved would cost her 20 bucks. She laughed and pushed him playfully, "Consider your payment the pencil. I'll let you keep it."

[tank]

(ooc: sorry bout Ive been working non stop for what seems like ever!)

A wide smile would cross my face at Audrey's little push. Being such a big guy i would really shift but i would sway alittle, showing that i was comfortable in this beautiful girls company.

"A pencil? dam i want my twenty bucks!" I would say between a little laugh, in my proper accents. Deep and British.

Being here on my first day with what i could assume one of the best looking girls from Varron was more than pleasant. I was actually shocked for once. I had expected a vast amount of abuse and cruelty towards the Varron students yet i had only that little scuffle to speak off. My old ways were screaming out to me. To find the nearest kid and rob him blind but i could easily resist. I found it interesting and fascinating that a small simple conversation with some new could do that. How it could set your mind at ease so easily.
My deep blue eyes would linger slightly over Audrey's for a moment before i pulled them away and smiled. I didn't believe it but i think i was blushing. Had i gone soft? No surely i couldn't have. That just was not me! it was not my smile. I soon straightened up though, trying to cover this.

"I don't believe i never noticed you around Varron. Who do you know exactly from there? Do you know if they were transfered to?" Although this seemed like a simple and innocent question i was really probing for information. Who exactly had been transfered where legion here looking for some revenge? I did hope so to some degree.
Some harsh redemption for bruised genitals was at hand.

[Audrey Pierce]

OOC | Don't worry about it.


"Tough luck," she shrugged, placing her hands on her hips,"Life won't always go as you planned."

Letting out a small chuckle, Audrey couldn't have felt more comfortable. Meeting another Varronite was a good thing, since the Hircine High students she had made previous run-in's with were not the type of people she exactly liked. They were only guys, so their behavior towards Audrey was nothing but towards her appearance.

Audrey is not the type of girl who craves attention. She was just one of the girl's born with the ability to catch the opposite sex's eye. And seeing how Audrey no longer was looking for someone to fill that emptiness in her heart, she could careless about what other boys would try to say to her.

"Well that's not a surprise. There were alot of students at Varron," she smirked,"I knew a few people. Some personal and some were just acquaintances."

Audrey's eyebrow lifted slightly as Tank asked who exactly she knew. For some reason, this bothered Audrey. She did not know exactly what she should say, so instead she asked,"Why do you want to know? Think I may know someone who you might hold a grudge against?"

[kaiser]

"Ouch."

A sarcastic voice could be heard behind the two Varronites. There stood none other than Tajier Mukuro, and behind happened to be a few of his classmates, and by few I mean around 10.

"Did you really have to slam his head like that?" chuckling as he walked over to the Hircinian victim. He crouched down and looked at his wounds, his goons not to far behind of him.

"You got cooked real bad kid." Taj said with a concerned look on his face. But, it's not like I can help you, if you want to talk shit back it up." Taj stood straight up and turned around at Tank, with a disgusted look on his face.

"You have a knack for the art of violence. That kind of stuff isn't really tolerated in this school. You should learn to adapt. Otherwise..." Taj shrugged motioning to his angry looking goons.

"Well you can't stomp out a few of us man, but at the end of the day, we outnumber you." Taj said coldly.

He then reverted back to his normal casual speech.

"Ya know...me and the fellas couldn't help but to hear your conversation, and boy, I must say, it is a damn shame how bad Varron was."


"Why do you want to know? Think I may know someone who you might hold a grudge against?"

"For someone to be that defensive on such a simple question!? It's kinda ludicrous. Shit like that would never happen here. Maybe I should get to the point."

Taj gave a piercing look at Tank.


"No you are wrong boy. Not all of us Varron are animals, we are just like you deep down, you know. We just want to get on with our lives, to finish school and make our parents proud. Most of us are normal. But unfortunately for your stupid ass, i am not one of them shit head. i;m one of those stereotypical Varron kids who just wants to kick some ass."


"What you said to that kid really bothered me. It's assholes like you that give Varronites a bad name. What makes it so bad is the fact that you know that the Varronites are being discriminated upon, and yet you still choose to revert the self-indulged stereotype Varronite."

Taj's goons began to get inpatient, they were cracking their knuckles and murmuring to each other about how they're gonna beat this guy up real good.

Taj stuffed one hand in his pocket and turned his neck toward the goons.

"Chill out, we aren't going to do anything.....yet."

"Oh! I just forgot. What's up Audrey." Taj said casually as he faced her, smiling.

[tank]

(ooc: sorry had a major writers block, but I’m back)

I would innocently laugh at Audrey’s reply. Not in a mocking way at all, just friendly, to try and make her feel like I was not probing for information as such.

"Nah no grudges, just wanted to see if some old friends were here that’s all" I would say mimicking her and placing my hands on my hips trying not to laugh.

It seemed that this girl was as smart as she was beautiful. Something i should have been prepared for. Violet hunter taught me that the lunatic. After my little mimic i was replace my hands to their usual position. At my sides handing casually, yet wanting to hold Audrey. I wouldn’t though it would probably seem i was attacking her seeing the height difference.
These thoughts would soon be wiped from my mind when someone thought they could butt in to the conversation. This in itself annoyed me. It was annoying but more to the point plain rude. Rude people annoyed me. A lot.

I didn’t even turn around while this guy was talking and Audrey would plainly see me saying BLAH BLAH BLAH more importantly though this guy would hear me say it as he was talking.

After he was finished i would simply turn around. Eying him, with my unnatural blue cold eyes. The dangerous orbs of the black man would lock onto him. I knew his face now, so no matter what happened to me, he would be ending up in a hospital sooner or later.

"Firstly, call me an asshole again and I’ll make you eat his asshole over there, you inbred fuck up" I would say pointing to a angry looking student standing behind the arrogant idiot who had been talking.

"Secondly, we are being discriminated upon because of fear. You fear us and you know it. Other wise you wouldn’t be here with 10 of your boyfriends now would you, and you can't say people like me give Varron a bad name. You were never there, you don't know why Varron closed down so don't try to lecture me about things you don’t understand little man."
With this I would be walking towards him, my hands balled in massive fists. Standing at my full 6ft 5 height all of my 274 pounds of weight tensed and ready to rip this guys head off.

"Thirdly, Never and I mean never threaten me; When you do that major shit happens." After I said that I would have been around 6 feet away from the so called speaker of hircine. Ready for what ever he wanted to throw at me i would simply say.

"You boyfriends look like they want a kiss. Why don’t you give them one, you an Australian kiss. A French kiss, but only down under. I think they might like that"

[Audrey Pierce]

Old friends, huh?

A sly smirk appeared across Audrey's pouting lips,"Friends, you say. Well isn't it best to run into friends by surprise then having it all planned out?," Audrey stuck her tongue out playfully at Tank. He should have gotten the hint by now that she wouldn't spill the beans on who she knows at the school that had previously attended Varron Academy.

Speaking of people she knew...

The unexpected voice of someone she had a previous unwanted encounter with had stumbled upon her meeting with Tank. This caused Audrey to roll her eyes in an obvious annoyed state of mind. A small giggle escaped from Audrey when Tank had imitated Taj's obvious mindless banter. Neither of them cared for his big talk or gang of 'boyfriends', as Tank had mentioned.

While Tank turned around to shoot back his response, Audrey stood by his side with her arms crossed in front of his chest. Her piercing pale blue eyes almost threw daggers in Taj's direction. Not only was a conceited child, but he was the most disrespectful people she could think of. Not a single word of apology came from Taj when he attempted to 'pick up her' when she was casually walking through San Francisco awhile back. His lame attempts at impressing her with his body made her find him disgusting and just someone she would rather not be around.

Each word that came out of Tank, Audrey nodded in agreement. He had obviously upset the two, and no matter how many people he had with him, neither of them cared. Tank would of course try to protect Audrey if something were to happen, but she didn't need it. She was able to take care of herself. And with an opponent like Taj, Audrey could easily tear him apart with her hands tied behind her back.

The final insult from Tank's statement was laid down when Audrey slowly approached Taj. His friends reacted in the typical manner as anyone would. Looking Audrey up and down, licking their lips and whistling. She ignored their cat calls and never lost eye contact with Taj. She smiled sweetly as she placed her hands lightly atop each side of his shoulders. She would slowly lean in towards him as if she was going to plant a light kiss upon his lips. Instead her face turned into pure seriousness as she stared coldly into his eyes. The immediate bringing up of her right knee on top his groin area seemed to have happened in a millisecond. Audrey shoved him away from her and into his gang of buffoons, yelling back she said,"That's what you get for even thinking that you could land even one blow on a couple Varronites aching to turn you into a human punching bag."

[kaiser]

EDIT: For now, I am going to edit only the move I do toward Audrey, considering I'm not sure if you guys would rather go along and continue for Taj to think Tank is a racist or not.

wouldn't kinda God modded there Audrey, might wanna not do that.

"Secondly, we are being discriminated upon because of fear. You fear us and you know it. Other wise you wouldn’t be here with 10 of your boyfriends now would you, and you can't say people like me give Varron a bad name. You were never there, you don't know why Varron closed down so don't try to lecture me about things you don’t understand little man."

"Fear!? You think we fucking fear you!?" Taj let out a huge laugh, nudging one of his goons. "Oh man, these varronites crack me up, and his fucking British accent!!! Lovely, Lovely" Taj said imitating Tank's stupid British accent.

"And he calls me an INBRED FUCK UP! What black guy you know, with fucking BLUE eyes."

"Seems to me that this asshole is lookin' for a fight Taj." One of his goons slyly stated.

Suddenly Audrey walked over, acting like she's hot shit, as usual.

"I like how this girl expects us to woo or some shit." One of Taj's goons said laughing.

Audrey walked over to Taj, and leaned close to him.
-Flashback-

"I'm sorry. But I'm not into guys who would probably screw themselves if they had the chance."

-End Flashback-

At that point Audrey made her move. A sucker move at that. When Taj saw the slightest movement of Audrey's body, Taj jumped back into the crowd of his goons. A smirk ran across his face as her knee was only to be in vain.

Taj, being the gentleman he is, gave her a sarcastic clap.

"Oh bravo Audrey. My that was very impressive. You know, if you didn't insult me in our previous endeavor, I would be almost certain that that poor excuse for a sneak attack would of worked."

He then made his attention toward the big British brute Tank.

"I'm rather shocked that a black man would resort to racism. Especially to a man that is part black himself. I don't take too kind to racism. So....fight me." Taj said coldly as he put his hands up in front of his face, in a southpaw boxing position.

"Guys, stay back this is 1 on 1, don't let the chick interfere."

[tank]

((where in my post is there any racism??? oh and taj i really don't think you could block a knee with a simple hand, trust me it would not happen, especially when you are looking in Audrey's eyes, how would you even know she threw the knee when she is that close? What can you see though your dick?))

I watched with death on the brain was Audrey walked up to Taj, i knew his name was Taj because some of his boyfriends had said his name. I was also walking up to him now, after he said his little piece to Audrey he would have me to deal with. I didn't doubt for a second that Audrey being from Varron couldn't handle Taj, i believed she would rip his head off, but unfortunately for Taj i would be doing that, and i would be spitting down his neck after i was finished.

"When did i say anything racist? and for me being an inbred I'm a single child, like i said before, don't try to lecture me about things you don't understand boy."

I listened to what he had to say to me, he wanted a one on one fight in a corridor. A small enclosed space which was half full with his goons anyway. Was he stupid? frankly it wouldn't matter where we fought, i would have his head on a platter, and serve it up to his inbred family for lunch, see how they liked that.

No for the guy who called me an asshole i would deal with him just after Taj finished challenging me. As the last word escaped his mouth my huge size 14 left boot would crash on Taj's friends foot, most likely breaking his toes.

"Sorry Audrey but ill handle him. Feel free to take out some of his lovers if you want"

Looking at Taj again, the old murderous thoughts running back through my head, the deep cold blue eyes were not just looking at Taj they were ripping through him. He would feel pain and he would feel it badly.

With out warning i threw a straight right punch. My right foot sliding across the floor as my massive right arm would come flying towards Taj's solar plexus, it would have my normal punching power plus the momentum of me sliding with it. My palm would be open in a Palm strike. If this hit Taj would not be breathing for a few short moments and i would be ready to rip him limb from limb

[Audrey Pierce]

( OOC | God Modding?! Whatever, I don't care. I'll go along with it since Taj desperately does not want to be beaten up by a girl to further screw with his massive ego trip. )


Ignoring the moronic utterance from Taj, Audrey simply rolled her eyes and turned to Tank. She crossed her arms in front of her chest as she angrily bit down on her lower lip. This deep rage that slowly grew inside of Audrey as she stared directly at Taj, as if her eyes were piercing his very Soul.

This ignorant brat needs to learn a lesson..

The strong craving of wanting to shove her fist down the throat of this waste of space projected in her mind continuously. His remark of wanting to fight Tank made a small half chuckle escape from her lips. He told his friends to not interfere and make sure that Audrey stood out of it. He only wished to fight Tank. Audrey immediately wanted to protest but knew that what he requested was what he should get. No matter how much she wanted to ignore it.

Crashing down of Tank's colossal foot onto Taj's made Audrey cover her mouth as if she were about to cough, but instead was trying to hide the fact that she had a big grin on her face. Tank would not take his rude comments lightly. She could see it in his eyes as she raised her attention towards him that he now hated Taj just as much as she did.

Tank's innocent statement towards Audrey made her smile. He wanted to do this on his own and she respected that. She nodded to him,"Get in a few good hits for me." She winked at him and then looked back at Taj with that evil glare in her eyes.

As Tank began what would be the most enjoyable of fights in Audrey's eyes, she looked towards his friends. Those innocent bystanders who Audrey desperately wanted to see them bleed, for some reason. She wanted them to try and hit her, so she could snap their wrist and laugh in their face. She just watched them, her arms still crossed in front of her chest. Audrey could careless if they thought she wanted their attention, or wanted them to hit on her. In her mind, she knew she only wanted one thing.

"....All of you. Knocked out cold, on the ground beneath my feet," she whispered to herself.

[kaiser]

EDIT:

((OOC: First off, I'd like to apologize for several things. The first thing I would like to apologize for is the late reply, I had major's writer's block, and I came back and forth studying each post. Also, I'd like to apologize and EDIT the part where I call Tank racist in my post. It was a misread from my part. I was really ignorant and thought inbred had something to do with race, dunno why, but I will edit that if you want me too. Now that I got that out of the way I'll respond to the god mod issue. I only posted poorly because it was a god mod, considering that you controlled Taj in the situation Audrey. If you dislike my post, I'll change it accordingly. Now, time to actually post. Oh yeah and Audrey, I am not desperate in anyway, I just want the rules to be followed is all. I hope there is no hard feelings here.))

IC: As Taj had his hands up he began to size Tank up, and notice the man's strengths and weaknesses.



Kr-roo-om!!

The sound of bones cracking, and the sound of Tank's shoe hit Taj like a brick. His guards were up, and his instincts were raised.

[!!!]

At that moment, Tank attempted to thrust his palm toward Taj's stomach, it was that point that Taj's instinct kicked in. Without so much of a thought Taj darted to Tank's right, pushing off of his right foot for extra speed. After swiftly dodging Tank's attack, Taj then gave a swift palm thrust with his left hand toward Tank's nose, considering that he was on Tank's right side, it would be hard to block with an attack already in progress. Also he definitely put Tank's speed into consideration when making this attack, for he knew that it would be extremely hard for Tank to react to Taj's speed.If the attack were to hit, Tank's nose could possibly be broken, if not then it would surely send the brute stumbling back, eyes tearing, and clearly impairing his vision for a brief moment. However, if somehow this behemoth of a man should decide to dodge of block this attack, Taj's right hand would be ready to defend himself, considering the right is the only way the attack could come from.

[This was a good move, it's going to be hard for the oaf to get out of this one.]

[tank]

To dodge my attack was well smart. To try and dodge to my right though was not. My attack was coming from the right, at Taj's chest, his pushing to his right would not actually make much difference, i thought. I would have been happy with my attack smashing into his ribs or around that area, but i had a different plan. It was true that i was slow, but it was also true i was a rugby player, and the strength that came from he legs of a 275 pound rugby player was well immense. This would show. Using Taj's dodge against him i would well continue forwards, A great 'osh' would heard as i blew out all the air from my lungs and slide further forwards My left foot driving my thing time as my powerful legs sent my forwards with what could be seen as some speed for such a big guy. The reason i would be sent quite quickly towards taj was because of a body building technique. I would blow the air from my lungs to aid in making my movements move explosive. This would propel my huge frame towards Taj as he would be almost fully to my right. My massive right shoulder would be facing him and would in turn be sent smashing into the right side of his body or at the very least his right shoulder. His attempted punch would not come close as my head would have ducked down into my right shoulder and from the angle he would not have been able to hit my nose anyway unless he stepped in because of the my attacking range.
The point was my attacking range was far longer than his. So to dodge and then try to palm my nose, Taj would have had to step towards me first, but of course that wouldn't matter as Now he had My whole frame crashing into his Right shoulder to deal with. The attack would easily put him off balance as he darted which would be stepping instead of sliding to my right. Stepping would put his balance in danger for the moment and this would tell.