Can You See The Sunset? [Open]

[Michael Faith]

Michael took a step back, and smiled. "Missed me!" he said, as he brought foot up towards the side of the girl's face. God he felt bad trying to hit her, he really did.

[locke]

Locke hadn't expected him to do something so brash. She curled her long body and rolled with the force of the kick, taking it to her mostly-exposed back rather than her face. The albino managed to right herself before hitting the sand, so as to stand on her feet and start walking backward, toward the surf. If Michael was finally willing to actually fight, she'd need to draw him in to get the advantage.

[Michael Faith]

"Alright, miss beautiful." he said, a smile on his face. As he moved his hand through his hair, "Come get me." he said. Michael then laughed, this could get a little bit more fun.

[locke]

Locke huffed, crossing her arms in front if her chest.

"If I tell you my bloody name, will you stop trying to hit on me?" she inquired tersely. "I just got intrigued by the fact that you managed to get a pretty good attack in, and I don't want to have to lose hope in respecting you." It suddenly occurred to the albino that Michael hadn't actually made an attack of his own. It was all counters and reversals. Deciding not to wait for an answer, the Tora continued. "My name's Locke, so you come and get me for once!"

[Michael Faith]

Michael rolled his eyes, "If you say so Locke." Michael said, as he dashed towards Locke. But as he got close, he moved her. And went to elbow the girl's back.

[locke]

Locke wasn't necessarily prepared for this, but that's what being a fighter was all about. Ignoring her feeling of being impressed at Michael's manuever (no matter how mild), the albino bent forward with the attack, placing her hands firmly in the wet sand and kicking her legs up. It was precisely why she had run out near the waves, actually, and now it was all up to the Kuma. If he was able to back up a bit, he'd go flying into the ocean. If not, he'd simply soar through the air and land in the sand nearer to the city.

[Michael Faith]

Michael had a short amount of time to act. And in that small opening, he was sent flying back landing in the sand near the city. He took the time to ask himself, why he was doing this. He couldn't answer the question, nope he didn't know. Michael got up and sighed. He was beginning, to get bored. Even if he was fighting with such a nice looking girl. It still didn't seem all that fun, "You know, we keep at this for hours. Or you could just tell me what you think of me now." He said rolling his golden eyes.

[locke]

Locke smiled at him, giving him a palms-up gesture. Hopefully, he'd understand that if she stopped to talk to him now, it would mean that a sneak attack would not be tolerated. This was not only because they generally only worked once, but also because if he tried something else while she was off guard, the Brit was likely to stop holding anything back and just snap his neck. She walked forward slowly, stopping a few feet from Michael.

"What I think of you..." she began. It took some thought, but eventually the albino had an answer ready. "I think you're a flirtatious fool of a boy who doesn't know when he's met more than his match." Here, Locke paused, trying to figure out just how to phrase the next part of her speech. "But... I suppose you won't just leave me alone, so I'll make you a deal. Some other time, I'll meet you on your own ground, okay?"

[Michael Faith]

Michael smiled, even with being called a fool. "Yeah, I like that idea." he said, rubbing his head.

[locke]

"Good," said Locke, nodding. She continued to walk forward, patting Michael on the shoulder as she passed him. "Good fight, kid. Looking forward to Dueling against you, someday." With that, the albino took off at her best speed (for being just a bit tired). After all, she had to get back to her apartment and get ready to go to class.