originally posted in:The New Dojo
[i]While still a little irritated, Arianna would crack a brief smile.[/i]
"You and me both, though.. Isaac would go flip if he knew, but he can fuсk off with Panta for all I cared. And Mom.. don't know if she'd be proud or not. I bet she would be.
....Another killer, though? Honestly, I think I'm sorta lucky. And.. chaos manipulation? All I have is.. I'll let you find out on your own."
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Bedlam shook his head quickly at the words "All I have is...". "No! Trust me, whatever you have is better. Being forced into enjoying destruction and havoc and basically being forced into the role of a villain makes just about anything better. It's also unreliable as powers get as the name implies. Anyway, enough talk. We're supposed to be sparring, no? You can use me as a punching bag to get out all that irritation." He took a few steps back from Arianna and began to jokingly stretch, snickering a little.
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"Is this your idea of flirting...? I'm not beating your pretty face in just because I'm angry. At least [i]try[/i] giving me an actual challenge, dude." [i]Arianna didn't seem angry anymore. Just.. disappointed, was probably the correct description.[/i]
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"Flirting? No, this is me trying to be friendly believe it or not. Also, thank you for calling me pretty. Now, come at me. I didn't say you could hit me for free, did I?" Bedlam stuck his hands in his pockets, relaxing himself. "This is just how I fight."
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"Joy, the type that tries to dodge everything.." [i]Arianna seemed used to that, before bringing her right fist up, close to Bedlam's face before it halted to a stop.[/i] [i]Immediately after the fist stopped, her left jolted towards the side of his cheek, aimed to slam into his head: a feint, followed up by an actual attack.[/i]
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"You wish..." Bedlam just stood there and took the hit, staggering back in pain before quickly recovering with a pained expression still on his face. "Ow! F*ck! Come on, hit me again."
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"You're not the type to fuel off of pain, are you?" [i]Arianna aimed another punch at Bedlam's stomach, before halting, bringing her fist back. A test, whether he was just incapable of reacting or keeping something hidden.[/i]
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"No...I just have the most unreliable of powers." When she threw the punch he attempted to grab it and pull her forward to knock her off balance while also kicking at her hip.
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[i]With her fist being drawn back, Bedlam would actually succeed in bringing Arianna in, with the kick causing a grunt to escape her barred teeth. Yet him being her closer also allowed her to bring her knee into him.[/i] [i]Right into the crоtch, of course.[/i]
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"The f*ck?!" Bedlam fell down to the ground, clutching the area had been kicked with an expression of intense pain. [spoiler]That's not physically possible, but okay lol[/spoiler]
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>do you want me to edit >damnit i'll edit >i'm sorry
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It's okay lol. I went with it.
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...ffs. "-Don't act like you wouldn't do it in a fight- damnit," [i]Arianna had been reduced to falling back for a few seconds, backing away from Bedlam. The kick to her side must have done damage, to say the least.[/i]
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"...I feel sick..." Bedlam slowly got up, shaking noticably. "Y-You have no idea how f*cked up this feels."
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"You've clearly never had your guts wrapped around a massive icicle.. don't ask about it." [i]Arianna would respond, attempting to stand straight.[/i] "You'll be fine.. I think."
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"F*cking bloody hell....Great, now you've got me swearing like my friend, Wilson." He finally managed to stand up straight with an aggressive expression. "Let's keep going..."
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"There we go.. got you in the mood. Think about it, no one would notice nor care if you beat my skull in-" [i]Before carrying on, Arianna would dive in for yet another punch, another hook from the left. She'd keep her right fist back, clenched into a ball in case Bedlam needed an additional blow.[/i]
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"I'm not pissed off really..." He stayed defensive, rolling back and keeping his distance. "...just got hurt for a second."
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[i]That hopefully confirmed the theory that Bedlam wasn't fueled by anger.. Arianna found that to be profitable. She approached once more, though stopped only to beckon him forth.[/i]
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"I suck at fist fights..." Bedlam mumbled, right before lunging forward with a superman punch (look it up, I don't mean the strength I mean the type of punch).
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"Hey, you're better than most here-" [i]Arianna attempted to pull off a dodge, though the punch still slammed into the side of her cheek. She was forced to stumble back, the pain throbbing through the woman's head.[/i]
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He went in for a grapple, wrapping his arms around her midsection and attempting to lift her off the ground for a second so he could slam her onto the ground.
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[i]The only way that Arianna found herself countering, in a situation of which she hadn't been in before, was simply punching Bedlam in the face. She only had the time to punch him twice, her knuckles starting to bleed a little, before she was brought upwards. From there, she raised both of her hands, both tightened into fists, and brought them down upon the boy's head.[/i]
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Edited by Stitch: 10/12/2017 2:59:14 PMWith the limited area to swing from Bedlam's head being so close, the punches may have shocked Bedlam a little and hurt, but they didn't stop him from slamming her onto the ground. From there he easily pinned her shoulders down with his arms, kneeling between her legs. [spoiler]Using real fighting here muhahaha[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Not the pin down![/spoiler] [i]Arianna was trapped, if anything, with her legs kept useless by Bedlam centering himself. The close proximity made her worried, as she blushed a little, a light red color slowly appearing within her cheeks.[/i] "...W-Well, hey there," [i]She muttered, looking up at Bedlam. Though she wouldn't leave herself to being utterly helpless - her arms briefly moved, almost as if testing his strength, though she knew anyway that she wouldn't break free.[/i] [i]And no, after the cheap hit.. she wouldn't spit on his face.[/i]
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"Good thing I don't rely on powers or tech, huh?" He just smiled down at her and chuckled, not really affected by the close proximity or position.