Post by André on Nov 12, 2007 13:08:22 GMT 7
OOC: Calling out Shugo
André walked into school a half hour early, the school grounds almost completely empty, wearing his normal attire of long sleeved shirt, t-shirt, and loose fitting pants. He came early purposefully, bu the had not found what he had come for. There was no students in the courtyard on a Monday morning. Sighing he raised his right hand and rubbed his forehead, leaning the middle of his shoulders against a thick tree.
Titling his head back he looked up through the limbs and wondering if the cold was going to rid the last of the leaves from this tree. A large gust of cold air rushed in from his left, deafening his hearing for a moment, and dozens of leaves were torn from their branches to start a diagonal decent to the dying grass. André let his right hand drop down from his forehead to rest on his cheek, trying to warm it up after the cold gust of air.
'The cold will make it sting more.' A thoughtful frown marred his indifferent, his head turning toward the gate, willing his object to come through the gate. 'Finally.' André pushed off the tree and walked face first into another biting gust of wind, his right hand dropped from his cheek to pull his scarf higher up his neck. "Wait." He spoke out firmly enough to get the boys attention just after he walked past André.
"H-uh? Why?" The boy asked as he turned and looked at the slightly shorter André who was obviously a student at the school, but not a familiar face, or wearing the school uniform. "Who is a strong fighter here?" The boy didn't seem to know what to do with André's question for a few long moments and took up the familiar habit of staring. Another bitter gust of wind stung André's cheeks, pushing his scarf back in a horizontal and fluttering line. "We-well.. Hiei is probably the strongest."
André looked as though he had not gotten enough information yet. He had wanted to know who the strongest was, yes, but he had not singled him out. He wanted to know a few names. Seeing that André was waiting for something the boy continued and feeling angry, not understanding why he was letting himself be intimidated by some nobody that was shorter than him. "Shugo, he's strong too." This answer seemed to have satisfied André a little more, his eyes drifted off to the side, making it look as though he had dropped his guard.
The other boy saw his opportunity and threw the predictable hay-maker punch while shouting dramatically. "But you're a nobody!" André snapped his eyes back toward the other boy, stepped back with his right foot against the right-handed punch, and thrust out both hands as fists, left wrist on top of the right wrist. The punch lost all momentum and became trapped between the x-block between his wrists.
Grasping the attacker's outstretched arm at the wrist with his left hand, holding onto the top of the attackers punching fist with his right. This all happened within a split second, the attacking boy was wide eyed as he struggled to pull away his wrist, but not have the leverage or speed on his side to keep up. André stepped out at a forty five degree angle to with his right foot sliding to his right, keeping the boys hand in front of him.
André firmly applied a downward pressure on the boys hand with his own right, and threw the attacker to the ground. The pressure to joints and the impact of the heavy fall kept the boy on the ground, staring up at André, who had not even started to breath heavily. "For the moment." He finally retorted, crouching down, and patting the boys shoulder as though he were an infant needing comfort, his gray eyes firm as he stared the boy down. "Spread the word, I issue a challenge to Shugo."
"B-but... I was supposed t-to harden your skin, so you couldn't move." The boy stuttered out in fear, not comprehending, and received only a sly shake of André's head before he watched him walk toward the school fromt he flat of his back.
André walked into school a half hour early, the school grounds almost completely empty, wearing his normal attire of long sleeved shirt, t-shirt, and loose fitting pants. He came early purposefully, bu the had not found what he had come for. There was no students in the courtyard on a Monday morning. Sighing he raised his right hand and rubbed his forehead, leaning the middle of his shoulders against a thick tree.
Titling his head back he looked up through the limbs and wondering if the cold was going to rid the last of the leaves from this tree. A large gust of cold air rushed in from his left, deafening his hearing for a moment, and dozens of leaves were torn from their branches to start a diagonal decent to the dying grass. André let his right hand drop down from his forehead to rest on his cheek, trying to warm it up after the cold gust of air.
'The cold will make it sting more.' A thoughtful frown marred his indifferent, his head turning toward the gate, willing his object to come through the gate. 'Finally.' André pushed off the tree and walked face first into another biting gust of wind, his right hand dropped from his cheek to pull his scarf higher up his neck. "Wait." He spoke out firmly enough to get the boys attention just after he walked past André.
"H-uh? Why?" The boy asked as he turned and looked at the slightly shorter André who was obviously a student at the school, but not a familiar face, or wearing the school uniform. "Who is a strong fighter here?" The boy didn't seem to know what to do with André's question for a few long moments and took up the familiar habit of staring. Another bitter gust of wind stung André's cheeks, pushing his scarf back in a horizontal and fluttering line. "We-well.. Hiei is probably the strongest."
André looked as though he had not gotten enough information yet. He had wanted to know who the strongest was, yes, but he had not singled him out. He wanted to know a few names. Seeing that André was waiting for something the boy continued and feeling angry, not understanding why he was letting himself be intimidated by some nobody that was shorter than him. "Shugo, he's strong too." This answer seemed to have satisfied André a little more, his eyes drifted off to the side, making it look as though he had dropped his guard.
The other boy saw his opportunity and threw the predictable hay-maker punch while shouting dramatically. "But you're a nobody!" André snapped his eyes back toward the other boy, stepped back with his right foot against the right-handed punch, and thrust out both hands as fists, left wrist on top of the right wrist. The punch lost all momentum and became trapped between the x-block between his wrists.
Grasping the attacker's outstretched arm at the wrist with his left hand, holding onto the top of the attackers punching fist with his right. This all happened within a split second, the attacking boy was wide eyed as he struggled to pull away his wrist, but not have the leverage or speed on his side to keep up. André stepped out at a forty five degree angle to with his right foot sliding to his right, keeping the boys hand in front of him.
André firmly applied a downward pressure on the boys hand with his own right, and threw the attacker to the ground. The pressure to joints and the impact of the heavy fall kept the boy on the ground, staring up at André, who had not even started to breath heavily. "For the moment." He finally retorted, crouching down, and patting the boys shoulder as though he were an infant needing comfort, his gray eyes firm as he stared the boy down. "Spread the word, I issue a challenge to Shugo."
"B-but... I was supposed t-to harden your skin, so you couldn't move." The boy stuttered out in fear, not comprehending, and received only a sly shake of André's head before he watched him walk toward the school fromt he flat of his back.