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Post by Theo Anson on Jul 30, 2011 21:08:21 GMT -5
Theo sighed and glanced around, once again lost. There were people out and about and cars passing by, but he was too scared to ask any of them for directions. People in general just... intimidated him. A lot. So instead of getting to a restaurant for dinner or back to the base, the Tora found himself half-stepping toward people and then backing down again like a lost puppy.
He needed to get some courage, like the lion in The Wizard of Oz, but there was no wizard to hand him a medal and make him brave... and honestly he couldn't do it by himself. A soft whimper escaped him as he realized that he was going to be stuck wherever he was for quite awhile.
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Post by Eva King on Jul 30, 2011 21:24:39 GMT -5
"Dumb-ass waiters need to learn their fuckin' math..." muttered a very annoyed Eva as she walked. She had just gone to the Wok to get a bite to eat, and when it came time for her to pay her bill, the waiter tried to tell her she needed to pay more than what she rightfully should have had to! When she had refused the idiot went to the manager and tried convincing him! Come on now, sure, Eva was(secretly) a math wiz, but it didn't take that much at all to figure out how much she needed to pay for her damn food! Then again, he was probably trying to sneak an extra 'tip' from her, which would have been even WORSE.
So, needless to say, now wasn't the best of times for someone to cross the Tora. She had been so busy trying to find ways of getting back at that supid waiter that she didn't noticed her almost running into some kid. She jerked back quickly before making too much physical contact with him. It was some kid in her clan, but she wasn't too worried about those details right now. "Ey, watch it punk!" she growled, not even considering that it really was her fault in the first place.
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Post by Theo Anson on Jul 30, 2011 21:39:57 GMT -5
Brown eyes widened as the teenage Tora felt someone bump into him. Theo stumbled forward, moving as a force of habit, touching someone never ever ended well. If he could go the rest of his life without harsh physical contact in ANY form, he'd be in heaven. "S-sorry!" He yelped, shutting his eyes tight, whirling around, and stumbling backward to keep his unguarded back away from the... it had SOUNDED like a woman...
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Post by Eva King on Jul 30, 2011 22:54:00 GMT -5
"Well watch it next time!" snapped the blonde a little too harsh. There was a tiny voice in her head telling her to be a little easier with the guy, but the majority of her mind was yelling at her to tell her that she finally had a punching bag to take her anger out on. Which one should she listen to?
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Post by Theo Anson on Jul 31, 2011 20:51:22 GMT -5
Theo trembled. "I-I didn't mean to..." He squeaked. The blond had a 'I'm going to punch you no matter what' face on, and Theo knew it well. Karter on the other hand decided to lend his charge some courage. If he was going to get beaten up (if Karter was going to come out no matter what) then he should at least get a say in. "B-but I th-think y-you knocked i-into me first..." It was barely a mumble, and somehow that made it sound worse.
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Post by Eva King on Jul 31, 2011 21:03:15 GMT -5
Eva growled again. "So now you're sayin it's all MY FAULT!?" she yelled, grabbing the collar of his shirt. Her hold wasn't too tight, there was still that little voice in her head that was trying to reason with the much louder part of her mind. "Ya got anythin' else ya wanna say to me, Smart-ass?!" she spat out at him.
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Post by Theo Anson on Jul 31, 2011 22:57:43 GMT -5
Theo whimpered, on the verge of tears, this lady was so SCARY!! And she was gonna beat him up and- and-
Karter felt the switch and grinned, the smirk soon appearing on Theo's once-terrified face. "Bitch," He said, much stronger than before. "put me the fuck down." All he needed was her to throw a punch, and the fun would begin.
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Post by Eva King on Aug 1, 2011 19:21:19 GMT -5
Eva's eyes widened a little, confused. Hadn't this kid been scared of her just a second ago? Her glare returned a moment later and she gritted her teeth together. "So you're askin' for a beatin', huh?" she asked with a slight smirk before throwing a punch aim for his face, that outta teach him not to mess with her.
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Post by Theo Anson on Aug 1, 2011 19:45:50 GMT -5
Karter grabbed the woman's fist and twisted it, jabbing two fingers into the inside of her elbow to get her to let go. He needed some even ground here, getting whaled on wasn't his style. "That the best you got?" He asked cheekily.
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Post by Eva King on Aug 1, 2011 20:47:29 GMT -5
'The hell!?' was pretty much what went through the blond's mind as she yanked back her arm, forcing herself to let go of the other Tora. It took her a moment to recover, and when he commented she couldn't help but look at him a little awkwardly. She wiped the expression off and replaced it with a much harder gaze. "Like hell!" she replied before charging forward at him. She was thinking about striking somewhere like his stomach first, then probably a quick uppercut, that should do it.
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Post by Theo Anson on Aug 4, 2011 21:10:34 GMT -5
Karter spun out of the way, effectively dodging both hits and giving him the proper motion to swing a leg under the other Tora's knees. Hopefully it was hard enough a blow to get her on the ground. If not that, then hopefully unbalanced so the jab under her armpit could hit correctly. He needed to disarm her, no matter how bad a pun it was.
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Post by Eva King on Aug 5, 2011 17:28:39 GMT -5
Eva couldn't dodge the swing at her knees, but forced herself to stay up. She wobbled, but it was better than nothing. The blond Tora saw him trying to aim a jab in her armpit and grabbed his arm with her other arm before he could. Damn, this kid was fast, Boss was the only other person she knew that was this quick. "What's with the sudden mood swing?" she asked him, trying to catch her breath. "A moment ago you were whimpering like a baby."
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Post by Theo Anson on Aug 6, 2011 0:03:03 GMT -5
Karter chuckled. "Mood swing, miss?" He asked, voice pitched lower than Theo's usual octave, a note of confidence more prominent in it. "I'm afraid I don't know what you mean." Twisting his body around he ducked under her arm, his back to her front. He leaned forward and kicked a leg back, catching the blond right in her stomach faster than most could process. However, this woman wasn't like most of the thugs he usually had to deal with (damn Theo for being such an adorably easy target) and while the close proximity and positioning would make it near impossible to dodge, her recovery time would be MUCH better than most.
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Post by Eva King on Aug 6, 2011 18:00:05 GMT -5
Before Eva could blink she felt the kick in her stomach, forcing her back a few steps. Once again, the blond forced herself to stay on her feet despite the pain in her stomach, she learned a long time ago that you had to stay strong no matter what, and she wasn't about to lose to this little punk kid! She took a quick moment to recover before going after him again. This time, when she got to a close enough distance to him, she aimed to knock out his legs from under him. If speed was what this guy had goin for him, she'd just have to get rid of that.
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Post by Theo Anson on Aug 6, 2011 20:08:19 GMT -5
Karter twisted out of the way of the kick, spinning around and grabbing one of the blond woman's arms to twist it up behind her back. Nice, neat, and very very effective for him to strike a deal with her. The alter ego grabbed the shoulder of the arm he wasn't holding to keep her in position, and pressed her arm up ever so slowly. If it went on, he could dislocate it. A very good method of getting his way. "Now, miss, would you mind giving me directions to the headquarters, then vacating the premises?" A devilish grin spread across his face as he moved her arm up more. By now it would have to hurt like hell, Theo's father had used it on them often, he knew what it felt like from experience.
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