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Post by Ryusuke Tanahashi on Sept 18, 2016 21:55:09 GMT -6
Ryusuke grinned at the man on the ground, "Looks like you were nothing compared to her," He turned his attention to Sayoko with a blank stare, "Looks like the doll is damn good at fighting after all. Especially after the injury that you gave me awhile back."
Shota was listening to their conversation carefully, "You talk like you could beat her, Tanahashi."
"Oh no, I couldn't, I know my limits," He turned his head, a slight glare to his face as he kept Sayoko in the corner of his eyes, "She just can't hit worth shit."
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Post by Sayoko Kishi on Sept 18, 2016 22:03:48 GMT -6
Sayoko turned to Tanahashi and glowered at him, before adjusting her stance. She folded her arms. “I don’t want to hear that from a monkey who can’t keep his abnormally large hands out of people’s business,” she sneered. “And stop calling me doll. I warned you last time.”
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Post by Ryusuke Tanahashi on Sept 18, 2016 22:09:13 GMT -6
Ryusuke growled at Sayoko, "You're one to talk. I don't insult you, meanwhile that is the only thing that you CAN do," He stood and stepped closer to Sayoko, "And is abnormally large hands REALLY supposed to be an insult?"
The sensei blinked and held a chuckle in at the trading of words, "You two don't need to be fighting with words. We are moving on," Shota smirked at Sayoko, "Go sit down... And for Tanahashi's interruptions. Kishi, you can choose his opponent."
His eyes widened, "Oh shit.."
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Post by Sayoko Kishi on Sept 18, 2016 22:24:34 GMT -6
Sayoko smirked. “Kishi,” she purred. Tanahashi blinked and she turned her back on him so she could get in position. Turning back around, she faced her opponent. This time, he would learn to stay away from her. Completely. She did not need his kind of questions anywhere near her.
As the teacher told them to bow, she gave the same quick bow and then ran at the monkey. He dodged to one side with wide eyes. She used his momentum to sweep his feet out from under him.
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Post by Ryusuke Tanahashi on Sept 18, 2016 22:34:12 GMT -6
Ryusuke slammed his fist into the dirt and stood, "Come on, Sayoko. You can do better than that!" He growled as he lunged at her.
Sayoko grabbed his arm and wrenched it throwing him over her. He landed with a massive thud and he stared into the sky, "Ow.." He arose once more and glared at Sayoko, "The difference between last time and this time. Is I'm not fighting for information."
He gestured with his hand for her to come at him again. As she ran he kicked at her side, the second she caught his leg, he remembered the exact moment. She swung her leg up. He leaned backwards and fell to the ground, with her still grabbing his leg.
Next thing Ryusuke knew, Sayoko went over his head and they were both laying on the ground.
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Post by Sayoko Kishi on Sept 19, 2016 9:56:51 GMT -6
Sayoko growled. There was no way she was staying down. Springing up, she waited for Tanahashi to rise and punched him in the nose. She’d show him that her hits were nothing. Moving forward as he staggered, she trapped his head under her arm. He grabbed her calve to try and dislodge her. But she altered her stance and kneed him in the stomach. “Stay. Away. From me,” she hissed for his ears only. Then she rammed her elbow into his back, releasing him to fall down. “Satisfied, Monkey?” she muttered.
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Post by Ryusuke Tanahashi on Sept 19, 2016 12:49:22 GMT -6
He coughed as he was on the ground, he rose with determined eyes, "I'm not going to give up, Sayoko." The words were sharp. He dusted himself off and wiped his nose, getting what little blood was on his face. He turned and popped his back and winced at the pain he found there.
"You know your hits aren't as bad as when we first fought. Thought you could do better," He stepped forward and winced from the ache around his body, "You know that isn't going to put me down."
He launched forward and stopped right in front of Sayoko, her hand was mere centimeters away from his face. He grabbed her hand and pushed it away, "But you win." He turned and walked back to the class as they all stared at him while he sat.
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Post by Riku Asuhara on Sept 19, 2016 13:25:48 GMT -6
Riku moved over to Makino and Sojiro who were standing next to the red head Shota-sensei had called "Nakane". He pointed at Ryusuke and Sayoko fighting. "Those two know each other?" He blinked at them. "They don't seem to like each other very much. 'Monkey?' He looks more like a sloth to me."
Sojiro looked to his best friend, keeping one eye on their violent classmate. "If you want details, I would ask him, not her. And if he was a sloth, he would have fallen at the first hit. She's not pulling back at all." Riku laughed and shrugged. "I guess you're right. Still though. He at least looks like a sloth." He imitated Ryusuke's resting face and raised his hands like claws. "Yup. Totally a sloth." |
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Post by Shota Kato on Sept 19, 2016 14:05:58 GMT -6
Shota's eyes widened at the two's display, "I'm speechless. Kishi you did wonderful. Tanahashi, I can't say the same for yourself."
Ryusuke ignored the comment and was watching the sky. Shota chuckled and walked away slightly, "I want you all to rest up. Take in what you just saw. Next spar will be Asuhara against... Ichimaru," He continued his walk till he got to the edge of the field. He chuckled and looked back with devilish eyes, "Then next will be Hayashi against Tori."
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Post by Sojiro Ichimaru on Sept 19, 2016 14:37:55 GMT -6
Sojiro and Riku both sighed and then looked at each other before moving to the center of the field. “Sorry, Riku,” Sojiro whispered.
Riku nodded. “Not your fault our teacher’s got a sadistic side to him,” he muttered.
Sojiro chuckled and they separated. Sojiro flexed his hands. Recently, he’d been practicing with his Godly power in his physical classes. At first, he didn’t like doing it, but his uncles were right. He wouldn’t be able to test his limits in battle without endangering himself if he didn’t do this first. Taking another breath, Sojiro pushed his emotions back. Shota-Sensei wanted no mercy today. He bowed.
Then shunpo’ed behind Riku. Riku turned, swinging a fist. Sojiro clenched his free hand, freezing time for one, two, three seconds, and caught the wrist, twisting it down as time resumed. Riku grunted and swung a leg. Sojiro's foot hooked his leg, wrenching it out from him and used the hold to fall down on top of Riku, an elbow to his chest.
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Post by Riku Asuhara on Sept 19, 2016 14:57:36 GMT -6
Riku grunted as the wind was knocked out of him, laying flat on his back. Sojiro's weight pressed into him. He pushed him up as best he could then raised one leg to nail him in the back with his foot. Sojiro coughed as Riku kicked the wind out of him, then rolled and pushed him onto the ground. Riku jumped up and shunpo'ed back, putting as much distance between him and Sojiro as possible. He clenched his wrist, looking at it.
What the hell was that? I didn't even see him move. I was sure that hit would connect.
He looked up at Sojiro as he stood up. If Sojiro was going to fight all out, then so would he. Riku flashed behind Sojiro and kicked him in the back of the knee. Sojiro fell to one knee, then thrust his elbow back to catch him in the side. However, Riku found the pressure point on the crease of his elbow, pressing his fingers hard into it, making his arm go limp. Then he grabbed his shoulder behind his collar bone and dug his fingers into it, forcing Sojiro's top half into the dirt.
"Nice try Soji-kun~ That really hurt."
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Post by Sojiro Ichimaru on Sept 19, 2016 20:06:48 GMT -6
Sojiro gritted his teeth and froze time again, pushing back against his friend, for one, two… five seconds, and getting his left fingers around the elbow of his opponent. Pressing down on the same pressure point until Riku’s hold faltered. He rammed his elbow into his friend’s stomach again and rolled. Riku staggered and shunpo’ed to keep the distance between them. But Sojiro was waiting for that move.
Shunpo’ing behind him, Sojiro twisted out of the way as Riku attempted to hit him, froze time again to grab the wrist, and twisted it backwards. Wrapping it around his back and making him bend, Sojiro kicked his knees out from under him, flinging him to the ground. He set his foot on his stomach, and pinned his hands above his head.
“I think,” he panted, head a little full, “that we’re even, but I win, Riku-kun."
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Post by Shota Kato on Sept 19, 2016 20:13:28 GMT -6
Shota walked over to Sojiro and raised his hand, looking at Makino, "Your friend has passed the test perfectly. So has Hayashi, Asuhara, and Kishi." He let Sojiro's hand fall and hurried him to his spot in the crowd as he picked up Riku and helped him to his spot as well.
He walked back to his spot and started to speak again, "I'm not quite sure how Ichimaru did it, but that was quite impressive." His eyes darted to Mitsuo again, "Hayashi," He paused for a second, "Tori, this is your second chance, don't blow it."
He waited for the two to walk to their positions.
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Post by Mitsuo Hayashi on Sept 19, 2016 20:18:23 GMT -6
Mitsuo stood when his time came around. Walking out to the field he turned and looked at Makino which was taking her time. “Come on beautiful I promise not to hurt you too bad.”
He chuckled when both she and Sojiro narrowed their eyes at him. As she walked out and stood in front of him he turned to face her. Sensei stepped up beside them, his hand between them, both him and Makino taking their stance. When his hand dropped Mitsuo stepped into Makino grabbing her as Makino wrapped her leg around his to keep from being thrown. She struggled in his hold for a few seconds then elbowed him in the ribs getting free. She back stepped as Mitsuo came at her again.
He ducked when Makino lifted from the ground one of her feet grazing the hair on his head; however, he was not quick enough when she spun and brought the other foot around planting it in his chest. Sliding back a few feet Mitsuo chuckled as he took his stance again.
“Well if you going to play that way, I guess I have no choice but to get serious,” his golden eyes narrowing slightly on his opponent. “I will rub you down really good after classes since Sojiro seem to be too shy to even kiss you in public.”
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Post by Makino Tori on Sept 19, 2016 20:21:08 GMT -6
Makino growled at him and returned back to her stance as well. “Don’t be an ass. You know Soji-kun is not that bad, and like I would let you touch me to begin with.”
While running her mouth Mitsuo came at her again, quickly she side stepped, but he got a hold of her wrist and jerked her back toward him his leg coming up as his knee caught under her chin forcing her head back. He released her arm, Makino stumbling back as his other leg came up behind her. Makino corrected herself quickly and spun in place blocking his other kick to her back as she swept the leg he stood on, out from under him. As he was going down she thrust her arm forward as the heel of her hand slammed into the side of his face.
Mitsuo hit the ground hard, Makino going in again while he was down. Quickly she sprung straight up her knee coming down toward the center of his chest. Mitsuo rolled as Makino’s knee landed where he just laid. Quickly, Mitsuo rolled to his side, his leg swinging toward Makino’s head. Makino tucked and rolled getting quickly to her feet as Mitsuo did the same, but he did not get to his feet completely when Makino flashed forward bring her foot up and under his chin sending Mitsuo sprawling backward. He slid on his back, Makino going in again as she sprung forward once more.
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