[Icewatch Barracks] So Petching Cold (Cheshire)

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[Icewatch Barracks] So Petching Cold (Cheshire)

Postby Stitch on April 4th, 2011, 2:28 pm

Stitch was oddly quiet for the whole walk. He just kept a small smile on his face, and nodded politely, responding to each and every one of Senari's sentences. Only when Senari mentioned giving up did Stitch finally shake his head no, his grin growing a little bit. Even if Senari was getting into a bit of a scary mode, Stitch was okay with his teasing. It was kind of fun, and made him feel like he was bonding. It wasn't often the blind man got to bond with other males. Usually it was women and children.

This male was particularly interesting. Stitch didn't have to really put forth a conscious effort to read Senari's Aura to sense the beastial radiance that was emitting from it. This Kelvic was truly more animal than human. Stitch would have to be careful during the fight. If the man's animal form was anything like the massive bears he had spotted all over town...

Almost cluelessly, Stitch plodded after Senari as the man crossed over to the far side of the arena. The whole time, Stitch glanced about, sizing the area up as if planning out some sort of strategy. When they finally reached Senari's starting point, Stitch paused, glancing at Senari, then glancing over to the other end of the arena. The poor blind man didn't appear to understand how things were going to work. He was supposed to have gone over to the other side. A few more glances back and forth, and it slowly began to dawn on the blind man. He was standing like a simpleton right near Senari, when he was supposed to be taking up a position elsewhere. He tilted his head to the side, and lifted a hand to rub his head, a confused look crossing his face. Was the blind man really this dumb? Apparently he had never sparred in an arena like this before. He seemed rather clueless.

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Or was he?





It all happened in a flash. Stitch spit out, and a sinister plot was revealed. He had never actually swallowed that last big mouthful of soup. The warm liquid sprayed into the air like a mist, aimed right at Senari's blazing eyes, leaving his question un-answered. Stitch didn't wait to see how the man responded. He dropped low and stepped forward, a grin blazing bright, and fired forth the hardest punch he could manage. The step forward was to hopefully negate any distance Senari might try to put between them... and the punch was to take him out.

He had already willed some Djed from his soul in order to power his Auristics to the point where he could intimately study the two bond-mates... that had been earlier. Now, he used the Flux to manipulate that extra Djed spinning within his body, chugging a small amount from both his Auristics and his normal Djed pool to quickly power his arm muscles. The arm bulged with power, and Stitch fired it out, as hard as he could. It was a punch with the middle knuckle pointed, a punch aimed at the ribcage of the Kelvic. It would be a precise blow, aimed under and to the front of the ninth and tenth ribs, with a slight tilt upwards, as if really aiming deeper, toward the shoulder blade and spinal cord.

Stitch put all the speed he could into the blow. He twisted at the waist to throw momentum forward, shouted out to loosen his muscles, and twisted at the shoulder to spin the punch a bit.

If Senari had earlier became suspicious about why Stitch had followed him over to his end of the arena (though Stitch was praying his naive act had fooled the man), Stitch would simply act out his surprise attack earlier.

He had to give this all he had. The blind man was hoping his speed and knowledge of vital striking points would put the man off. He needed to start strong. He knew his opponent was good. Better than him, probably.
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[Icewatch Barracks] So Petching Cold (Cheshire)

Postby Cheshire on April 14th, 2011, 8:23 pm

Senari's eyes flashed an annoyed blue as Stitch followed him to the far side of the area. Was the man really that ignorant of fights? "Wrong side of the area summer boy." He pointed to the opposite end of the area with a smirk. "I'll have this guy on his ass in chimes." It was no sooner that the thought crossed Senari's mind that a spray of liquid seemed to be erupting from Stitch's lips. Senari's eyes flashed a bright red in fear as the liquid invaded his eyes and threatened to blind him. He roared out in what seemed to be surprise at the liquid. That was the least of his worries though. A blow to his ribs knocked the wind out of him before his sight was regained.

Usually Senari would have been blinded with fury at the fact someone was able to get the best of him. After all, he was supposed to be the best. Second only to his bondmate, Jedara. His eyes burned with a strange mix of purple and gold as he faced his opponent. With a shake Senari glared at the man. "So you want to play dirty? …Or possibly it was just to get me to be at your level. Either way, I can retaliate just as well." Without a second thought to the man in front of him, Senari ripped off his shirt and pants leaving him standing nude in front of the blind man. "You never answered my question so I guess I'll have to chose your answer for you."

In a flash of light a large polar bear took the place of Senari. His same fiery eyes shone though even in this form. This bear was two times the size, if not three, of the bears one would find in the south. Senari let a growl emit from behind his fangs. He was more comfortable in this form and he could fight much better. "Try to get the best of me now Tikani."

The great bear dove at Stitch, his eyes fixed on one thing in particular, getting the man off balance. If he could knock him over it would not be hard too hold him down, making him unable to fight. He did not intend to bite or scratch the man. He was not that much of a heartless beast. He had different plans for fighting. He raced toward the man seeming as though he was planning to run him over. Once he was close he stretched out a mighty paw, aiming it at the man's midsection. There was enough power in that sweep to knock the man over but not nearly enough to break any bones. Once that man had been knocked over Senari knew what he was going to do. He was viewing the man as prey and he would treat him as such. Of course, he would not get the satisfaction of seeing blood. That would make Jedara far too upset.
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[Icewatch Barracks] So Petching Cold (Cheshire)

Postby Stitch on April 26th, 2011, 8:34 pm

Stitch's arm viberated as his punch hit home, sending the blinded Kelvic staggering back. He quickly calmed the Fluc flowing through his veins, fighting the urge to send more to that particular limb, and instead drove it to a different place instead. It was like he had liquid fire running through his body, and had to constantly juggle it from place to place in order to keep it from burning him. This time, he swirled it down from his arm, and equally distributed the throbbing power to each of his legs. Senari might be able to note the ripple of his muscles as the energy traveled, Stitch's body flexing in a small wave. It was a wave that started at the arm that had just struck, and traveled down to both legs.

Senari started to talk, his voice wheezing from the blow. He was angry, his pride was wounded... and here he was giving a speech. Stitch didn't have time for that. He had injured the man, and he was planning on pushing his advantage.

"Playing dirty? Fool." Stitch blurred forward, his Flux-empowered legs kicking at the ground, sending him off in a flash. At the same exact time he moved, the Kelvic transformed, turning into a massive version of the many Polar Bears Stitch had seen in this city. Priskil help him, they were massive. The Aura of the beast had completely warped from that of a human with a slightly beastial core... to that of a raging animal, with a slight bit of humanity left.

Senari leap forward, charging, lashing out with a paw. Stitch only had one direction to go, and he instantly commited to that direction the minute he saw the bear coming for him. The paw lashed out, and Stitch fell back, ducking into a tight slide, his body slipping across the cold floor. He felt the wind split as the paw pummeled the air above him, barely missing a blow that would have easily decimated the somewhat fragile Stitch. He tried to fight back the fear that was threatening to explode from his stomach, instead focusing on the fight, on the Flux. His slide took him underneath the Kelvic, hopefully between his massive legs.

With that, he kicked up with both Flux-powered legs, slamming the heels of his boots into one targeted area that he would hopefully be able to hit.

The massive privates of the massive bear.
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[Icewatch Barracks] So Petching Cold (Cheshire)

Postby Cheshire on May 18th, 2011, 12:15 am

The man fought a lot better than Senari expected. Of course, the Kelvic was proud to a fault. He did not believe anyone could beat him for no one had since he had become full grown. He had a name to keep up. He had to defend Jedara's honor. Morwen protect the fool who stumbled into his path if a blind man could beat him at a fight! Stitch was quick and he was using magic, a world that was completely a mystery to the ursine man. As far as he knew, the only magic there was to use was the magic of Morwen. She granted her people the power of ice. This man did not use this power though. Senari was interested. It was a way to be stronger. Perhaps the man was more worthy than he thought.

A angered growl split from Senari's throat as the man dodged his massive paw. He was in a fury now. How could a summer lover be this strong? He felt his blood running hot. He could make this man beg for mercy if he had to. He wanted to see his blood paint the walls of the training area. The cubs would see the crimson color and they would never forget how Senari, the mount of Jedara, made the summer lover pay. There was no humanity left in him. He was purely his animal self fighting for dominion over a place that was his and his alone. There was no Jedara or Morwen. This was his land and Stitch was trying to take it. His roar bellowed through the training area seeming to almost shake the walls. His jaws dripped with saliva that yearned for the foreigner's blood. Stitch was on the move and Senari watched with bestial eyes as he slipped underneath his massive body. A claw lashed out at the man's body, missing as Stitch slid. The man's feet instead collided with Senari's privates making a pained howl-like roar echo through the large room. He felt his attention wavering, he had to let go of this form. Anything to stop the pain.

With a flash of light, a naked man took the place of the large furious bear. He laid huddled up, his hands held protectively around his groin. He did not want it to hurt anymore. He felt like a child. No one had done anything like this to him since he was a cub. No one dared to. His eyes looked up at Stitch. They burned brightly of oranges, reds, and yellows. He wanted to be angry but he could not. The man was superior. He had beaten him and all Senari wanted now was to learn from him. He wanted to be able to face the man again and take him down. "You are a good fighter Tik… Stitch." He stopped before he uttered the swear. He did not feel as though he could get up but he forced himself to his feet regardless. He looked at the man through pained eyes and forced a smirk onto his face. "You need to teach us the ways you fight. I need to learn how to beat you. I will beat you." His teeth were clenched as he tried to mentally push down the pain. "Jedara would be a petching fool not to welcome you into our ranks."
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[Icewatch Barracks] So Petching Cold (Cheshire)

Postby Stitch on May 23rd, 2011, 11:34 pm

Stitch rolled out from underneath the man as he roared out, a bolt of fear slashing through his conscious. The minute he was out from under him, he shot up and away, getting himself some distance while the man was still locked up from the pain. That was what the groin kick did to most beings. It was a blow that sent a sharp bolt of paralyzing pain throughout the body, freezing up most movements for at least a couple of seconds. Usually, your knees just wanted to crumple under you, and you just wanted to lay there. The groin kick had a problem of slipping past the actual privates area, and smashing to either side... but with his rather large target, Stitch had managed to smash his boots home. He had felt the feedback on the other end of the blow. How would Senari handle this one? Would the bear just grimace through the pain, and come charging at Stitch? The blind man was painfully aware that he had no chance in an actual straight-up brawl. He would have to come up with another trick. Did he have any other tricks?

A flash of light sliced through Stitch's senses, interrupting his thoughts. Taking a step back, not sure what to expect, Stitch threw up a hand to shield his eyes. Not that it would help guard against the bright flaring of the Aura in front of him. It was just instinct.

Senari collapsed on the ground in front of him, and Stitch stared. Priskil, he had survived. His speed and instincts had pulled him through. Here he was, a near Master of Martial Arts, and he had been reduced to a blinding tactic, and then a low blow. He wasn't ashamed, merely stunned. He gave Senari a quick once over, scanning his Aura to make sure all the right emotions were in place. The Kelvic was still flaring with pride, amusingly enough. Even cuddle up in a fetal position, he was brimming with pride and indignance, and just a bit of admiration and respect.

Stitch shook his head, chuckling, stepping toward the downed Kelvic. His legs shuddered as he moved, and he had to pause, once again remembering all the fear that had consumed him. Swallowing the shudders erupting through his body, he took a deep breath, and moved once again. Every time he got into a fight, his body just moved. Thank Priskil that his body could move without needing him. Or perhaps he just forgot the fear in the midst of the violence.

He reached a hand down to Senari, wanting to help him up. "Deep breaths. Just let the pain run its course. You need to let go of your pride during a fight. Blinding, dirty blows, all sorts of low-down tricks... you are protecting people you love, and a place you love. You have nothing to prove. You are quite mighty, and it shows without you saying a word." Stitch offered the Kelvic a brilliant and loving smile, his words soft and gentle. "Anyways. Shall we go, and this one will discuss with you how exactly this one plans on training your Icewatch, and your cubs?"

OOCShall we wrap it up? Unless you want to accomplish more in-thread. <3
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