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Post by Redgrim on May 30, 2014 8:54:48 GMT -5
Given that Serenity lacked the proper genitalia for his last attempt, he should have probably expected nothing much to affect her. Well, it was rare for him to get into such a brutal fight with a woman, so he wasn’t entirely sure if it was effective at all. Live and learn. This fight was probably not the best one to test out the tactic, in fact he should have asked out it the night before when he was delusional and those types of questions would seem like the norm. “I grew up on the streets, it was the go-to response for everything” he tried to slip in right before she connected their lips once more.
Cade rolled his eyes and just rolled with her sort of bipolar sense of the situation. He should have expected it was a trap, but testosterone stopped him from believing in that completely. As she gnashed down on his lip though, that was when he just threw everything out the window. She only needed a split second before he could taste the blood running down his tongue. Cade disconnected the grapple instantly and jabbed at her side with an erect hand and enough wind up to jolt a response into her system. He hoped that it would loosen her jaw and if he felt such a thing happen then he would jerk his head out of her range once more. “Jokes on you, next time you kiss me all you’ll be tasting is blood” he replied as he began to lick his wound clean.
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Post by Seren on May 30, 2014 21:03:05 GMT -5
"Too bad we won't be kissing next time," Serenity managed out breathlessly as Cade sent a swift hit to her side causing her to dart her arm down to grab a hold of his wrist. In the next few seconds once she managed to get a hold of him, Serenity twisted so as to get him into a wristlock. Not realizing the amount of power she put into it though, the woman realized all to late that she probably broke one of Cade's bones... once again. This realization though didn't last long as loud voice entered into the dining room, 'causing Serenity to drop Cade like a hot potatoe.
"Ms. Hikaru, what do you think you're doing?" Martina started off, examining the situation at hand. "Getting into a fight." There was really no excuses the woman could give the Headmistress, so she chose to own up to what she was doing. "I thought we made an agreement you would stop doing that?" Martina asked the woman then, with a stern expression. Serenity stayed silent then, she respected Martina well enough to accept whatever punishment the woman had for her. "You're suspended from the school for ten days, without pay. We're short staffed right now, so it's not like I could make it any longer. Please, grab your things and leave."
Serenity chewed her tongue for a moment, then nodded. She had told the Headmistress when she had hired her on again that she would be the one stopping the fights, not starting them. Blaming Cade for this though, Serenity shook her head and took her leave.
[OOC; Reference for the wrist lock, Serenity used the supinating one. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wristlock ]
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Post by Redgrim on May 30, 2014 22:03:41 GMT -5
Rivaling a split second after Serenity ended her final sentence to the man, she turned Cade’s attack against himself and performed a form of wristlock that quickly broke his wrist and elbow, while not ruling out dislocating his shoulder. The motion was almost like she pressed a certain joint on the man’s wrist that rendered the rest of his arm absolutely useless. This one surpassed mere wincing and caused a defeated wheeze like he was some sort of broken squeaky toy. He was relieved of any further pain afterwards. Their fight had caught the attention of the boss lady herself. With her appearance, he was dropped to the ground like a ragdoll.
The pain continued to pulsate despite the fact that he was no longer in Serenity’s cruel mitts. He couldn’t really push himself off the ground either, so his first go-to decision was to relocate his shoulder. He was no stranger to the type of pain he was feeling and along with that a dislocated shoulder wasn’t a new experience. The triad of devastation was, but individually he’s felt them to a certain extent at one point in his life. At least this time around he didn’t have to account for knife wounds as well. If he held any pride, it would be shot at this point. A loud click indicated his reattachment and at the least that left one place with less pain. Unfortunately that also meant that he missed most of the conversation that had been going on. As his co-worker left the room, he could probably put two and two together. His head rolled forward as he stared at the ground for a brief period of time. “Shit” he muttered to himself quite dully.
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