Looking For A Fist Fight: Battle Portion

Dimitri wated the kick connect with his shin, and the pain that followed, but compared to his fight with other's his age it was nothing. "Good shot, are you done playing now? If you're goingto fight with the big kids you should act like it."

He knew that she could probably do more damage but he wanted to really see what she could do and this was the way to do it. He would get her mad, really mad, and then have a decent fight on his hands, "Hey Allen you might want to take notes!" He yeled over his shoulder with a smirk and then turned his attention back to Luxa.

"Alright little one, watch and learn what happens when you play with the best of the best," He said as he preped for an attack. He charged toward Luxa at top speed and took his shot.

He hit her wrist, and he felt it broke upon contact. He smirked, that hand would be almost unusable now. It could be used, but only if she had a high tolerance of pain and he didn't think that would be true.

"Your move," He said walking back to his positon in the field.

Unarmed: [dice=200+5000][rand=33932849041250495623492692925607335379048804179468977734845496406]

Dimitri watched as a foot came flying for him, but he wasn't just going to let this hit slide like the last one. He twisted his arm outward in a circular motion and watched as Luxa's foot spun out and he blocked her kick. He watched her push herself back out of his immediate line of fire and was amazed that she had thought about that. He thought it had been about ten seconds since he pushed her buttons, and decided to use her cursing as a medium for it.

"You know cursing isn't very lady like," He said in a haughty tone. He then brought his hand up to his mouth and blew her a kiss. He smiled a small little smile that he actually meant. This girl was cute, and ther ewas no doubt ini ihis mind that she could fight if she needed to, but something else was drawing him to her. Dimitri didn't know why, but even though she was about his little sister's age, maybe a year older, she fought beyond her years and that was a total turn on to him.

He opened his mouth figuring that the worst that could happen would be he would get slapped, which really wouldn't be all that new considering that he gets beat up for a living, "If I win, you get a prize, and if I lose which I don't think that I will, you still get a prize for your efforts How does that sound?" He knew good and well what her prize was going to be, but he wouldn't reveal that just yet.

He smiled once more, but this time he prepped for an attack. "Ready or not here I come!" He launched into and attack on Luxa, kicked his legs under hers, and she went falling to the ground.

"Looks like I won," He said in nothing more than a husky whisper when he knelt down next to her, "Here's your reward." He kissed her, just lightly, but the feelings were there.

"So did you like your reward?"

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Dimitri was totally caught off guard when he was hit in the collar bone and joted backwards. He rubbed the area ginigerly and rolled his eyes, this girl had fire in her heart, and he loved the fact that she said fight first and figure out relationships later in this little episode of sorts between the two of them.

He looked over at Timothy who was rubbing hs chest and back where he had stabbed him before and suddenly felt a pang of guilt. He hadn't meant to almost kill the guy, but they had a form of mutual respect, or at least Dimitri respected him, and thus he felt horrible for hurting him.

He tore his glance then to Allen, who had called him a horrible guy basically. He had to think that there was jealousy in the thoughts that were perturbing Allen's thoughts. "Just because I had the, how did you say it 'gall' to kiss a beautiful and strong girl when I see one and you don't, doesn't mean I am a bad person."

He finally turned back to Luxa, and smiled a crooked half smile, "Nothing would make me happier than to continue with you." He then resaalized that this fight would have to end soon, or he may end up kissing her again and that, could really hurt him in this fight, because one more time with his guard down could cause him to lose.

It wasn't that he had a problem with losing, in fact,he had thought that he was going to lose when he ought against Timothy if he was completely honest with himself. It was really a lucky brake that they had called it quits if nothing more. He knew that there would have only been the time for him to make one more attack before he collapsed from the blood loss and possibly died. He did, however, have a problem with losing to someone he wanted to have as a girl friend. He was a firm believer in the fact that if it were life and death, such as in the games, and he was in a relationship with that girl, he himself would die because it was the right thing to do. He wanted to protect them at all costs, like he couldn't do before.

He then looked at Luxa, and realized something that he should have a long time ago, she didn't need his rescuing. She was strong and talented, and that was why he was attracted to her. She was one of those girls who would fight til their own death and that was something that he found so. . . endeering.

He took a glance back over at the twins, and Timothy seemed to already realize that. He hadn't interferred when the kiss was there, and that was because he knew that Luxa could fight his own battles. Allen, however misguided Dimitri thought he was, did somehow know that but not to the extent Timothy did. "Allen, you know you shouldn't worry that much about Luxa," He began without ever taking his eyes off the previous girl and even begining to circle her, "Because she can definately fight her own battles and kick ass doing so if I might add. You're just wasting your breathe trying to put your two sense in, because I don't think that she will listen anyway. She is her own person and will make her own choices, contrary to what you think she should."

With that speech out of the way, Dimitri prepared to attack Luxa, but first blowing a kiss her way. This wasn't meant to patronize her like the other one was, but to prove that he truely did like her. With that he nodded and went charging for her.

He sent a kick at her knee, but he was too far back. He knew it would hurt, but nothign more than a bruise would most likely be a result. "Damn it," He muttered as he backed away once again.
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"I am not filth no matter what you try to say and as for-- you have a GIRLFRIEND?!" Dimitri as utterly astounded. He hadn't pictured Allen as the boyfriend type, hell the only thing that Dimitri had pictured Allen as is well, being killed in a fight. He decided to turn around and cross his arms, what was the worst that could happen? Little did he know what would be lurking when he turned around. He had to pursue this, "She does know what you look like, right? And, you know, how you talk and fight and well, is she insane?"

Dimitri raised one eyebrow at Allen, betting he would get some form of smart ass comment or something. Dimitri turned back aroundto see Luxa charging and slamming her foot down on the instep of his foot, crack at least three of the five bones, but by the way it felt, all five. He seized his foot back in pain as the crack rang out. He muffled back a growl of his own and he backed up, but was visibly limping. That was the final straw, in the past week and a half that leg had been cut off the shin broken and the foot now shattered. He felt a prick of pain folowed by blood by his thigh, staining his jeans. His leg, much like Timothy's synthetic skin, was still in the healing process and he was supposed to be taking it easy. That was the reason he wasn't trying to jerk away from the hits, he shouldn't have jerky movements with stitches and now he did it.

He had time for one more hit, then he would have to call it quits. He liked his leg, and was willing to lose a fight to keep it, well, attached. He launched his attack, praying silently that it would be one that could win him the fight.

He slammed his hand, aiming for her colar bone with enough force that if he hit the pressure point, it would rendeer her unconcious, but his leg buckled out, popping two more stitches, and causing his aim to be off, hitting her arm.

Dimitri went slamming hard to the groundand rolled onto his back, gripping his leg.The blood was coming steadily now, but not that it would kil him, or even knock him out. It would, however, if he kept the battle up. He looked over at his opponent, to see the hit had definately landed. It was bruised and swollen to the point of breaking into a gash but not what he thought would bring the fight to the end.
Unarmed: [dice=200+5000][rand=25155283480687994917740870194176635173825235379471927890998198019]

"You. . . did. . . NOT. . . just say that!" Dimitri said as pure anger relished through him, causing him to wheel around to his knee and stand up. All sense of pain had diminished and was replaced with adrenline. He walked over in pure anguish and lfted Allen from his sitting position by the collar of his shirt. He pulled him up further unil his mouth was by Allen's ear. His voice was scary with a Russian undertone that it naturally got when he was tuely pissed, "You got nothing on me!"

He set him down gently and turned on his heel to the battle ground with the same determined steps and faced Luxa, fire burning behind his chocolate brown eyes. "Round two?"

He didn't wait for an answer for this question and immediately took off his shirt, tying a simple turniquet around his leg and then taking off his under shirt, and whipping the small amount of blood on his hands off, flipping the shirt to the ground. His body was covered in sweat that was almost shining in the sunlight, and his brow had a small bead of sweat on the back of his neck.

He took the fighting stance and charged, ignoring the banter between all of the present people, forging a beautiful attack on Luxa.

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He slammed his foot to her arm, but planning something and only hitting hard enough to bruise. Then, with the close context and anger fueling him and clamoring his judgement, he swung again.

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He slammed his forearm down on her back hard, using the momentum from his early kick. He stood hovering over Luxa, towering over her menacingly until his heavy breating slowed and his anger started to slowly diminish. "No one beats me," he mumbled quietly but just loud enough that Allen could hear. He shifted his eyes, shooting dagars and then turned back to Luxa. [rand=31068337222857429800969799013395494179208629787263090599002954199]

(OOC: I admit it was totally funny, I wasn't expecting it but I love what you did.)

Dimitri flipped him off, casting daggars but immediatly let his eyes soften. Sarah was walking up behind him, and she looked annoyed. He flickered his eyes from hers, which were intently tuned on Allen. Her fists were clenched and she walked in quick, silent paces toward her target. Once reaching there, she grabbed Allens shoulder, and turned him around. He was taller than her, but it didn't really make much of a difference because when Sarah wanted to she could be very intimidating. She pulled her hand back and bitch slapped him, hard.

The slap left a red hand print on his face and she smirked. "You have a fight to pick, why don't you pick it with someone your own weight category," Sarah said as Dimitri watched slightly wide eyed. Her hair was up in a high pony tail and she was in a pair of super mini shorts and a tank-top. She had to admit, she looked good but she would never admit that outloud. She had minimal make-up on today, and was set up for a run, which she had procrastinated on once she saw this little escapade.

Dimitri smilled smugly, "Dude you just got bitch slapped by a fourteen year old girl.

"Dimka don't you dare!" Sarah said, holding up her hand not moving her eyes from Allen, "I'm going to kick YOUR ass later. Oh and his Luxa, you were fighting really well, mind teaching me a few of those moves? I'll trade you for knife throwing skills."

Sarah then brought her voice so that everyone could hear in their group but no one else, "You haven't seen tantrum, til you have seen me get really pissed, and you're flirting with that line." She lifted the hem of her shirt, revealing a vest like object that surrounded he stomach and held there, fully covered in bullit and blade proof kevlare with an array of knives, blades, and even a dart blow gun. She didn't know why she had the last one, but it was an interesting little object so she kept it.

All trough this exchange of weapons knowledge,, Dimitri forged an attack at Luxa. He ran forward, flyiing with the anger and frustration. He wanted to go put Allen in his place, but he knew better when Sarah was pissed to not get involved, she would attack him to kill. His attack landed, gashing Luxa's knee.

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She pulled her shirt back down and turned her eyes up to him, "Do you really want to push me, smart ass? I will make you mince meat faster than you were with the swords. And I shoot to kill, no exceptions." [rand=0721936159724334573818325691095170670524684788792466425741676691]