♚ Jirou Academy - The Home of the Caste Game ♚ [ Roleplay Thread ]

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    He chuckled, well it was a stereotype, and he had just assumed she fit the role. Well it was good that she wasn't, Mahiru guessed. Looking at her, he smiled, "you're really curious, hmm?" he asked, "Fine, I'll be there however you can do all the talking," he returned his hands to his pockets and continued to walk, "It will be good for you to meet more reliable people."

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    >> Ōkami Harley - Jack of Diamonds


    Bah bah black sheep have you any soul?
    No sir - by the way - what the hell are morals?
    ...


    Harley absolutely refused to be bested by his opponent so easily. So he was rather content when that yelp of surprise parted Bohdi's lips as he was tackled roughly down to the mat. It didn't even occur to him that he might be playing a little too rough for a respectful match, but he seemed to have cast aside carefulness the instant Bohdi had decided to somersault off his chest. Though it did perhaps strike him when his new "friend" failed to be responsive for a minute. All the while, Harley simply made an attempt to try to pin down his legs with his own. It seemed as though he was slowly revealing one of his skills happened to be fighting close combat, especially in a position where his opponent was pinned.


    Unfortunately, he was not able to pin down Bohdi's limbs before his opponent leapt into action once more. Before he could even really process that Bohdi was striking, he felt a sudden force crash into his stomach, causing Harley to gasp for breath as a sudden "Gah!" escaped him in the breath of wind he'd lost. Boy, was he ever going to be bruised up when this match was over. Clearly he was capable of taking quite the beating, as each strike just seemed to get him more riled up. "C'mon Bo-kun, where's that fighting spirit?" He inquired tauntingly. Only now, Harley's voice was gruff and chalky from the males heavy kicks which were leaving him pretty battered.


    He intended to make bucking him off a little more difficult for Bo. Because if the boy really wanted it, he was going to have to kick a lot harder to get Harley off. For in his eyes, he was seeing the last length of the battle. All he needed to do was pin Bohdi fully to the mat, as an immobile opponent obviously couldn't fight. He was going to make him give up - or at least - he would try to. With that in mind, he hopped slightly in order to try to pin down Bohdi's legs by using his own, all the while keeping his arms on either side of the boy to ensure he remained down. Although soon, he was also going to try to wrestle his arms to the mat and keep them pinned.


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    [align=center]>> Aviana Meika - The Gray Joker<<


    Show me how to lie - you're getting better all the time,
    and turning all against the one is an art that's hard to teach.
    ...


    [align=center]As Meika rushed on into the gymnasium, it was just in time to see Harley roughly tackle an unfamiliar blue-hair boy to the ground. In size comparison, both were about the same. Actually, his opponent seemed to be just a little bit smaller than him. With a mess of long hair, and rather... well, feminine features. Although she was fairly certain Harley wasn't trying to beat a girl. Not that he would be above that as he fought with Meika consistently.


    She was obviously quite excited to see the fight, as she pumped her fist in the air the moment she saw the two. However, she had soon plopped down onto the sidelines with Kuma and his cousin Anna to watch the match with them. Only, as she did she couldn't help but slip a momentary glance towards Anna's scar. However, when she noticed she was looking she blatantly turned her head away. Now, she was only glad Harley was actually involved in a consensual fight. As often times he really wasn't. "Looks like it, I'm just surprised that Harley's involved in a respectable fight for once." Meika responded admittedly as she kept her gaze locked intently on her cousin who was trying to pin down his opponent with whatever skills he possessed. Though he seemed to have fallen out of a safe fight and was bringing something a little less artsy into the mix.


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: geogia; font-size: 30px; margin-bottom: -0px; letter-spacing: -0px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center;]➤ Fern "Kuma" Walquist[/fancypost]

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    OOC: He is a child. Why did I do this. Harley's just gonna be like WT, Who's this dude. Why does he know my name?
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    Fern, you do not know how much I wanna round house kick you. She stood still upon her cousins shoulders. Lowering her head to face to Meika, as I'd to express she was used to this shit. What a moron. Why couldn't she have a cousin that acted less of a puppy? What in God's name did she do to deserve this. Moving her head side to side, avoiding Ferns fist pumps. Nothing she would, or could do can stop Fern. He was far beyond gone. Tired of it she flipped backwards, making him rest on top of her shoulders. Better to have him on top, rather than below. Her cousin took no notice in this, since this was an occurred often. He always got this was watching fights. Looking at Meika she said, "He's always like this when watching fights. Sorry for the embarrassment." With that she looked away focusing on the match.
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    Bohdi Declan couldn't believe the boy's initiative. He was really hanging on, and Bohdi was still disorientated. The shouting from the sidelines almost broke his concentration. He wasn't used to getting this heated. As soon as the fight took to the mat was his downfall. Bohdi has never once been in a position where he had been tackled to the ground. He suspected this was no longer a fair fight, yet he figured it could always be worse. He was gonna count his blessings on this one if all he walks away with is a bad headache.
    Bohdi's attacker's words rang through his ears. He wasn't going to kick any harder. He could, but if he were there was a chance neither of them would be attending the party later in the afternoon... They'd be attending the [i]infirmary.     Bohdi Declan could feel Harley's attempt to pin his legs. He knew he was going to have to think outside of the rules of the standard fight to get himself out of this one. There were two options on the matter. One would, no doubt, put them in concussion territory (aka no swimming or drinking at the party..) the other would be difficult at best. Though Bohdi was a tender soul deep down. He wasn't a savage. He was used to dealing with them. And that's why he chose the latter.
    Bohdi Declan continued his struggle, though he had a different plan in mind. No more jabs with his knee pursued. He would wait till his legs were pinned. He would look frightened. The pain across his face would be that of defeat. Of a lamb. He was going to wait till the wolf reared its head to howl victory; and then he was going to slice open its belly with his ugly horns.
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    >> Aviana Meika - The Gray Joker<<


    Show me how to lie - you're getting better all the time,
    and turning all against the one is an art that's hard to teach.
    ...


    Upon seeing the strange human totem pole formed from the combined forces of Kuma and Anna - Meika couldn't help but scoff. Alas, it was a scoff that broke down into a momentary bit of laughter due to Kuma's absolute glee, countered by his cousin who just looked oh so amused by the outturn of events. "I didn't know you were such a fan of fighting, Kuma." She stated calmly as she slowly rose to her feet. Perhaps he was the one lending her this energy, but she simply could not help but join him. Because of this, she soon found herself standing on the sidelines, pumping her fist as she instead cheered on the blue haired boy who was facing off against her cousin.


    "C'mon blue hair! You've got this! Kick him in the gut!" She cheered him on, mercilessly going against Harley for a multitude of reasons. Did she really believe this stranger could kick his butt? Well, sure. It seemed as though Harley had went into a fair fight, and as long as he was on that mat he would do nothing of pure trickery or cruelty. This was this kids best chance at pummeling the red-haired male.



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    [align=center]>> Ōkami Harley - Jack of Diamonds


    Bah bah black sheep have you any soul?
    No sir - by the way - what the hell are morals?
    ...


    [align=center]When Harley's legs settled powerfully on top of Bohdi's, pinning him without mercy, a malicious smile inched across his face just to show off those strangely pointed canines. Oh, the poor lost soul. It seemed he had gotten so carried away in defeating Bo - becoming power hungry in the process - that he had forgotten to play "fair". Now, he truly was going easy on him for Harley's standards. For if anyone had been in a fight with Harley, they could tell you. He drew blood, he broke bones. Fortunately, he would not do so on a mat. No, he would not so brutally dismiss the arts there. No matter who he was, he was not the type to take a blade to the beliefs of those who practiced Martial Arts. Now would he kick them around a little bit? Definitely!


    When Harley had fully pinned his opponent, the boy straightened up a little. His killer gaze suddenly relaxing to something a little more human. Though the image of a wolf standing mightily behind him would be hard for anyone who had seen the fight to shake from their eyes. Little did they know, it was equally as hard for him to watch the mighty ram he had pinned be diminished back to a little helpless lamb. One that had walked straight into its own slaughter. How unhealthy of him.


    The fight had left his heart pounding, and Harley had nearly been quivering in anticipation. It was clear for anyone to see that he enjoyed fighting wholeheartedly. It was a whole world better than just toying with his prey! Alas, this was the end of it. And as that thought crossed his mind, Harley foolishly allowed his attention to sway, his guard dropping just as he had found himself capable of doing around Bo. Of course, his gaze first snapped to the sidelines, just in time to see little Avi standing there excitedly. But it was not her he looked at first, rather, it was the towering totem pole of mixed glee and gloom, that was calling out his name. Well, he appreciated the fan service - but just who the actual hell was that?


    It was in that very moment, that Harley suddenly found the image of those people on the sidelines blurring, as in a turn of events he found himself being rolled over with sudden force. Somewhere buried deep within those actions, he swore he felt the horns of a ram bore into his stomach rather than the knee belonging to Bo just as he himself smacked into the mat, causing a look of absolute surprise to wipe the smug grin straight off Harley's features as his opponent suddenly came back to life.




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    Bohdi was panting heavily now; however, he definitely didn't look tired. Bohdi Declan was exuding raw power as he pinned the boy down with his knee. He grabbed for the boy's wrists, though certainly he had him defeated? Bohdi ought to make sure. He stared down at Harley now, blue tresses hanging down to shade their faces. To the onlookers, it almost seemed as if they had the perfect opportunity to [i]kiss.     however, the asexuals were much too ace for that... At least for right now. (Bohdi u devil)
    Golden eyes matched Amber, shining brightly despite the shade of his blue hair. Bohdi's blank, powerful concentration turned to a warm smile. He stepped off the boy and carefully stood, holding out a hand to offer the red head up. "you alright there? You fight well... Unorthodox; but well. I almost thought you had me bested!" The different between the two was apparent once again. Bohdi Declan immediately reverted back to his smiling, overly kind self.
    It took him a moment, but Bohdi quickly caught up with the cheering crowd that surrounded them. He also caught up with the pounding in his head. The adrenaline that rushed within his veins was fading out and everything was speeding too fast. Bohdi let out a small whimper as he swayed backwards, arms flailing out surprisingly graceful as he fell back and hit the mat. Perhaps he should've called it quits after that head smashing takedown, eh?[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    Audrey

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    Ace Of Diamonds

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; border-top: 20px dotted blue; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 400px;][align=left][font=georgia][size=8][color=black]The bluenette walked over an leaned against the wall, watching the fight for a couple minutes from afar. She was curious to not only see who would best the other but also about their fighting styles. Audrey herself liked to fight but not to win as she wasn't all that competitive but only for fun. Doing her own little fighting style like dance well her opponent tries to land hits on her only to fail and get more and more pissed each time was entertainment for her. The masochist in her also enjoyed the pain that came when or if her opponents strikes landed.


    Hearing the other door that was closer to the mats on the opposite side of the gym open she turned her head, watching a tall ginger haired girl walk in. A couple minutes after the female walked in a boy carrying a white haired girl. Audrey watched them for a few minutes, even as they went further into the gym and closer to the fight before turning her head back to the fight.


    Both opponents seemed to be around the same level of skills, using very advanced and crafty techniques, even some non martial arts. Watching Harley pin the other person, who she guessed was a boy down. She assumed that was the end, he had the lighter haired bluenette in a very difficult position to get out of after all. Much to her surprise the boy gained the upper hand when the red head turned his to gaze at the Ginger haired girl and her friends.


    Turning her head back to Alex, she nodded her head in the direction that was now what looked like a human totem pole, just without the appeal, uniqueness and history of one. "Ay, you've seen any of them before?"

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    Alexander followed the Bluenette to her spot, standing next to her and watching other people come in. He toke careful note of each of the people and noticed that someone of them acted nicer to others, such as the boy carrying the white haired girl in his arms. The boy watched the fight, taking note of some of their stances."It's seems less of martial arts and more like wrestling to me." He remarked, "One of the reasons I'll never do it is because you have to use your fists. In hockey all you have to do is hit them in the face with your stick and break their nose." Alexander said to no one in particular. "I bet I could rock that clothing though," After that he winked at Audrey.




    He listen to her ask if he knew either one of them, "I couldn't tell you, I didn't see either one last year. He said, "They don't look small enough to be first years, so maybe transfer students? I was asleep all morning because they always hide a card in the same spot every year near my dorm." He continued, that was a lie however. He'd taken the card earlier from the deck, but she wouldn't know that.
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    >> Ōkami Harley - Jack of Diamonds


    Bah bah black sheep have you any soul?
    No sir - by the way - what the hell are morals?
    ...


    It took the quick-witted Harley a long moment to even fathom what had happened. Why he was one the ground. And better yet, how his legs and wrists had all come to be pinned by the boy who was hovering just inches away from his face. Hadn't this position been the other way around just moments before? How had this sheep, this lamb conjured the audacity to defy him? It was then he realized that the whole look of loss, that moment of innocent loss, had all been feigned by Bo. And to think, Harley had refrained from using his usual dirty tricks!


    "Well played." Harley muttered under his breath as he broke out a satisfactory smile. In this sense, he was entirely fine with losing. At least his opponent hadn't made a fool of him, otherwise he might actually have to go back on his word and paint this mat red. However, he was content with losing as long as both parties had gone all out in one fair, slightly manipulative game. So, when Harley was offered a hand up, he took it with a smile as he rose to his feet, closing his eyes and casting that same friendly grin he had earlier. "I thought I had you beat too. But you're pretty sly for a fair fighter aren't you?" He cooed. "I almost got carried away, I'm not going to lie, I actually thought about breaking your arm for a second there." Harley said, those menacing words laced with a small fit of laughter, something that was cut off only by Bo's body toppling down to the mat.


    Letting out the last bit in a chuckle, Harley approached his fallen opponent only to crouch down next to him. Watching Bo intently for a moment as if trying to see whether or not the boy was responsive. "Hm... that fight really took a toll on you, huh, Bo?" He stated as he patted the boys chest. He had definitely won the battle, but it seemed as if Harley truly had given him a run for his money. However, if an infirmary was what he needed, he really wasn't quite sure he could carry his weight safely with the countless bruises he was bound to be hiding beneath his shirt. "Hey - Little Avi! Can I borrow half of your human totem pole for a second? I want to take Bo to the infirmary to get his head checked before the party tonight~" He called out rather casually, raising his hand to wave either Fern or Anna over. After all, whether Bo stood again or not, it was a good idea to get a nurse to check him out after a tackle like that. Heck, even Harley probably needed one for his chest - not that he would admit to that.



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    [align=center]>> Nova "Ari" Airiki - The 10 of Spades <<


    Just like fire, burning up the way, if I can light the world up for just one day
    Watch this madness, colorful charade, no one can be just like me anyway
    ...


    [align=center]It was simply unavoidable that today - his very first day at Jirou Academy - was a boy day. Well, this was bound to cause some confusion by tomorrow, but Nova supposed that was coming eventually. He only hoped that this school was... well, a little more accepting of his constantly fluctuating gender. It was something he'd struggled with in the past, which was the only reason the thought even occurred to him now as he made his way down around the side of the building. On this particular day, he had chosen to wear a simple, white, long sleeved shirt paired with a red vest and plain blue jeans tucked hastily into his black sneakers. A white and black baseball cap settled on top of his head, promising a resting mess of hat hair to be revealed when it was removed.


    Currently, he was looking down at a card her held in his hand. One he had coincidentally found when he had been walking down the sidewalk and the wind had blown in smack into his face. Usually, he would have trashed something like this, but when he had been on the verge of tossing it he had recalled hearing some silly rumor about a card game at school. So, he had held onto it without really knowing what the thing meant or what was going on. All the while, his other hand was tucked lazily into his vest pocket.


    "KICK HIM IN THE GUT! ROUNDHOUSE KICK!" Suddenly these words erupted from the building next to him, causing Nova to jump as he swiveled around to face the building. Unfortunately, moving with natural grace wasn't really something he did. So the outcome of this involved him tripping over his own foot and falling back onto his rear with nothing more than a soft "Oof!" To escape him as his hat fell right off his head. "Huh!? I wonder what all that's about?" The boy muttered slowly under his breath as he released an exasperated sigh, remaining where he had fallen as he reached back for his hat to take it in his hands and dust it off. Though at the angle he sat, something about his features, his stature, just seemed more feminely innocent.

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    [i]"honey, what'd I tell you about clambering on that roof?" The blue tresses of Bohdi Declan were being caressed lovingly by a woman with light blonde hair. She looked down upon him with a worried expression, wrapping bandages around his arms and legs. "If you had fell the other way I would've found you with your head cracked open on the pavement!" Her tone was full of worry, despite the raised volume. Bohdi whimpered and responded with many 'I'm sorry's. He could feel the dull ache in the back of his neck. His entire body felt stiff. It wasn't the first time.
    And it wasn't the last. Bohdi Declan came to once again. He stirred after about five minutes of lying motionless on the mat. The feminine youth let out a small whimper. He could feel the dull aches and the pain that pounded away beneath his skull. "H-hey, I'm fine", he croaked, "All I need is some Advil and a bottle of water... Trust me, I'll be good as new." Bohdi sat up as he spoke. He didn't attempt to stand yet, he knew better than that. If Bohdi didn't want to take the risk of another nose dive into the mat he would stay put.
    "I'm sorry Harley, I didn't mean for it to get as heated as it did." Bohdi Declan spat out blood. When his head hit the mat that time his jaw tore through the inside of his lip. His teeth were stained with red. "aha... Whoops." he rubbed his head, trying to swallow down any blood that pooled with his spit. Bohdi Declan really needed some water... He felt like the world was spinning.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; border-top: 20px dotted blue; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 350px;][align=left][font=georgia][size=8][color=black]"It's a mix of both." She said, shifting her gaze between the fight and Alex. "That and street style." placing her right arm over her head in a lazy position she listened to the black haired boy continue. "Funny and here I thought the objective of hockey is to chase a puck, not beat peoples noses in with the provided stick." She gave an all teeth smile in Alex's direction. "You would look great in the outfit though." She laughed, picturing it. "All the boys would flock to you like flies to caca."


    Looking over to the new people, the bluenette nodded. "Could be, I never seen them either and you always somehow end up sleeping all morning. I don't blame you though, sleep is like death with no commitment" Okay maybe always was an understatement but it was often.


    It seemed the two sparing hadn't noticed her and Alex's presence, which made sense since there were quite a few people and the two were pretty quiet. Audrey decided to chance that when the fight ended and the two got up she spoke up. "Hey! sweet fight!" She shouted towards the two then towards the blue haired boy. "Congrats!" Looking towards the red head the girl continued. "Nice Harley, very graceful! Just like a sack of potatoes!" She let out a loud laugh. Suddenly the blue haired boy fell back on the mat, causing the girl to flinch. A few minutes later she seen him get up again, spitting blood but seeming okay. "aye, Wanna go find that volleyball now?" She said, looking back at Alex.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: geogia; font-size: 30px; margin-bottom: -0px; letter-spacing: -0px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center;]➤ Fern "Kuma" Walquist[/fancypost]

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    Upon further expectation Harley indeed looked like a blood hound. Avi had hit the mark spot on with her description of him, but that was to be expected since they were cousins. Inside his bag he reached for the cold water bottle and advil's. He also took out some bandages for the bloody boy.




    "Hey there Harley and Blue." The blue male certainly took quite a beating for this fight. It wasn't serious to the point he had to be taken to an ambulance, but it was enough to to see stars. Skillfully and quickly he opened the advil package, which normally came with two. Handing the cold water bottle to the blue male, along with the advil's, "You okay? Do you need help, since I get the feeling you're not. Most likely the blow to you head is making you feel faint." Fern lowered his body a significant amount just reach Blue. Certainly that blow was the winning factor of this fight. Taking out some bandages and cloth. He wiped any blood of Blue gently, as he had just been in a fight. The last thing he did was lift his head a little to inspect it. "Hmm. Ice would be the best course of action." No sooner than a second he laid Blue's head down softly.




    Turning his attention back to Harley he gazed at him. "So you're Avi's cousin, huh?" The boy certainly knew how to fight, and his only question was can Avi fight. It was funny how the human totem pole became normal again. "The Names Fern Walquist
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    >> Ōkami Harley - Jack of Diamonds


    Bah bah black sheep have you any soul?
    No sir - by the way - what the hell are morals?
    ...


    [align=center]Although his attention rested near unwaveringly upon Bohdi, it was only grasped for a moment as his name was shouted from the sidelines. "Oh? Thanks, Audrey! That one was for you." He responded in a tone that was light and devilish, laced heavily with sharp sarcasm before his pale eyes snapped towards the approaching bow. Now the first thing he noted was that this guy was exceptionally tall. In fact, he had a few inches on Harley easily as he himself stood to be of a more average height and weight. One other thing he had to notice was that upon seeing this guy, he felt the immediate urge to lunge for him. That light in his eyes indicating that he had obviously found someone he wished to fight, whether it be fairly or not. Fortunately, he had the mind to know that now was not the time. Besides, he could at very least wait for his own pain to numb before planning out his next duel.


    "Would you look at that, Bohdi? It's a walking infirmary!" He exclaimed with a smile as Fern happened to dig out everything that his friend had asked for straight from his bag. "Ah, I still think you should go see a nurse though. It's your call, but I could have given you a concussion with a tackle like that." He carried on as he remained seated faultlessly next to Bohdi. With the expression on his face it was difficult to peg Harley as worried. However, it was a lot easier to see that at least he had some decency and even cared about Bo's well-being.


    As he watched his friend, he could not deny that his chest was absolutely throbbing with each breath he took. The strength Bo possessed solely in his legs was something to be admired for those who were a fan of fighting. However, it was a dangerous feature to have, which was exactly why Harley found it to be so amazing. The bruises marked on his body were proof of his new friends strength, however, he would be pretty damn sore until they all healed up. Only, he wouldn't dare allow that to show in even the slightest bit now.


    "So you're Avi's cousin, huh?" It was almost surreal to hear someone call Meika "Avi" as opposed to her darker surname. Of course, the sour name was one he had given her, but he called her by the same name as her mother. "Avi". To hear an outsider do so was almost promising in a sense. "Yeah, the names Ōkami Harley." He responded as he cocked his head to the side, causing a shift in his mess of crimson hair. "Kuma?" He repeated, rather intrigued by the name. Was it because his large stature reminded his little cousin of a bear? Now that wouldn't surprise him. However, Harley himself would stick to the name "Fern" at least, mostly. "Say - do you always carry all this stuff around with you, Fern?" He inquired in reference to the advil and bandages.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: geogia; font-size: 30px; margin-bottom: -0px; letter-spacing: -0px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center;]➤ Fern "Kuma" Walquist[/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth= 0px; color: white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 20px; text-transform: uppercase; transform: rotate (270deg); -o-transform: rotate(270deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(270deg); -moz-transform: rotate(270deg); margin-top: +240px; margin-right: -300px; margin-left: -240px; letter-spacing: +3px; text-align: right;]Violent - Laid Back[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth= 0px; height:; width: 390px;][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= white; borderwidth= 2px; background: url(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pini…cbba63d84e2f820c764aa.jpg); float: right; height: 150px; width: 120px; margin-left: +12px; ][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; width: 380px; margin-top: -8px;]"Say - do you always carry all this stuff around with you, Fern?" He paused his inspection of Blue. "I don't have too, but I always bring it." Once again seeing how beat up they both were he chuckled, "I always get into fights, so I bring this stuff to tend to my wounds." Ōkami , huh? The boy did bear resemblance to the god. Even though he was the much darker version of the deity. Moving his arm to rub his neck, "I've gotten jumped so many times I don't remember. Course I beat them up, but everyone has battle wounds." Viewing the blue male's head, he pointed at it. "I remember a kid bashed my head in with a baseball bat as I was fishing." Although Fern was not one to fight, unless provoked he felt the aura this kid possessed. It was as they strive for another fight, more specifically him. It wouldn't be bad to fight him, yet I do not have it within me to battle. Ōkami may be a pain in the ass later, for he'd beaten this Blue individual. The only thing I would have to worry about, if he sneaks up on me. Hmph, that's not all. I am a gray joker, so he could just as easily force me to do so. Would humiliation be a part of this? Even though I broken all my bones in my body three times... I don't want to turn into them.. Casting a stern look at Ōkami, "Listen you, I can feel it. Do you desire to fight me?" Indigo eyes glazed over he added, "I won't hold back, and neither will you. Come at me whenever you are ready." Teeth showing as he smirked, "Heh. You can try to sneak up on me, but I've been used to it since I was just a young kid." [/fancypost][/fancypost]


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    So it's begun again. Had I not thought better of it, yet? Fern is back at again. Will he still act the same as he did at home? Little does he realize, but he's becoming them.. The struggles he has gone through, all for naught. In the end we'll end up just the same. ALONE. She could see him from here. Piercing sky blue eyes shifted their attention to Meika, "Do you fight too?" The question was small, as if it would dissolve without a trace. If Fern trusted her enough, than she might be special. Maybe with her help they can escape this never ending cycle of death and suffering. Even if that meant she would have to open herself up to someone other than Fern. "We still fight." Anna struggled as she tried to converse more. "I remember when I got shot, and he was stabbed.. It hurt for awhile, but the next day we went to fighting again. Before we came here, we would tend to our wounds by ourselves." That was the longest I've ever spoken to someone. Didn't think it would be so difficult.
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    Before Bohdi even really knew what was going on, another student had handed him an ice cold water bottle and a pack of Advil. The blue haired youth offered him a sheepish smile as he took the contents of his hands, quickly uncapping the water bottle and swallowing down the two bitter tasting pills. He couldn't help but wave away the bandages and extra worry, though. Bohdi Declan had dealt with this kind of thing many more times before this... And he was alone then. He could barely wrap his head around the help he was being offered by a fellow student. "Bohdi Declan", he murmured through the bottle in response to fern's question.
    "no need for the bandaging; I only cut my lip." Bohdi spoke casually as he took another sip of water. The icy cold numbed the throbbing in his head, and the Advil was sure to kick in any moment now. He glanced to Harley, chuckling a bit. [i]Hey I may be on the mat but at least I won.     He didn't dare share his thoughts. Bohdi finished the bottle of water, licking at his sliced lip. He knew better than to upset a wolf.
    Suddenly, however, Bohdi grew a look of concern. He sat up on his knees and reached over to lift the bottom of Harley's shirt up just a bit. His eyebrows knit together as he scrutinized the boy's already bruised stomach. Bohdi had purposely focused all his blows in the one specific area in order to distort his centre gravity... Only now did he realise how much he could've hurt his opponent. Carefully tracing a thumb over one of the bruises he frowned at looked up at him, "you take pain well."


    ooc;; hey alistaire, even though Bohdi retained a head injury, he still pinned Harley and won the fight. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    OOC: He made it during the end of the fight. I did on purpose as a form of misunderstanding. Remember he was just yelling, and not really paying attention. Perhaps they can bond over that. I'll just wait for kit's Response, and then Fern will feel like an idiot. Besides he was only more concerned about your character to actually see who won. He didn't know the rules of this fight either, so he assumed he went down lost. Not to pin the other down. I can change it, if you want.

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    >> Aviana Meika - The Gray Joker<<


    Show me how to lie - you're getting better all the time,
    and turning all against the one is an art that's hard to teach.
    ...


    "Do you fight too?"


    The barely audible question played through her ears delicately, making her feel as though if she even uttered a word the question would be gone. But it did not fail to grasp her mind, allowing her to indulge herself in the answer. All the while, her gaze remained locked ahead of her in a state of focus as she watched the three boys. "It's not that I do fight. It's that I can." Meika responded honestly. Having gone through what she had in the past, being tough was a title forced upon her. But that did not mean she fought. In the event that she was attacked, she could truly take a beating and still stand. In addition, having a background in gymnastics, she was incredibly light on her feet. But when it came to actually attacking someone, her talents ceased. She could throw a punch impressive for someone of her size, but would easily be pummeled in a fight anyhow unless she stuck to dodging. Namely, because that just wasn't her thing. "I've never seen the point in harming another human being - even someone that's hurt you, so I don't usually take to fighting unless I have no other choice."


    "You've been shot?" Meika inquired, finally pulling her gaze away from what was going on over on the mat to truly look at Anna. "Sorry to ask... but... well is that how you got that scar?" She inquired as she cocked her head to the side. Naturally it didn't look like something caused by a gun, but who was she to know? Really this was just her way of asking how Anna had gotten that scar exactly.




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    [align=center]>> Ōkami Harley - Jack of Diamonds


    Bah bah black sheep have you any soul?
    No sir - by the way - what the hell are morals?
    ...


    [align=center]"Mm, that sounds very handy." Harley commented as he looked up towards Fern at that same angle that caused the light to shine in his ghostly pale eyes. So this guy actually was the fighting type, huh? He certainly looked like it, which was exactly why he had struck Harley's attention to begin with. He simply had a certain flare that intrigued him. Of course, it wasn't the same as Bo's, which had shown most the instant before the blue haired boy had one the fight. However, it was that of an obstacle. And boy did Harley ever love his challenges.


    What he had not been anticipating was that Fern could so easily read the malicious intent that had been painted in bold coloring across his face. It seemed as though this boy was used to looking over his shoulder. He had a best that had bruised and battered him to the point of recognizing what was lurking in the bushes before it pounced. And with a lifestyle of fighting for his life, Harley couldn't even begin to imagine what he would bring to a fight. But whatever it was, it would be very, very, promising.


    "Oh don't worry about it. Besides, it's not like I want to beat you up or anything." Harley responded dismissively. Though, his words remained true. He did wish for a fight, but a fair one for the most part. Of course, if he decided to stoop to his usual dirty tricks it would be once the fight had already started, and no sooner. "Besides, I don't think you have to be watching you back anytime soon. Bo already gave me a pretty good beating." He responded with a light-hearted bit of laughter, one that caused his chest to throb in pain, but he refused to flinch. "And if I want to fight you anyways, I won't be sneaking up on you. We'll be doing this head on." He added a little more darkly, as his own eyes glazed over for a moment. Of course, from the sidelines he could see Meika planting her face into her left hand, clearly unamused that he already seemed to be picking another fight on his first day. "Anyways, thanks for helping Bo out." He added as he averted his gaze back down to his buddy on the mat just as Bo reached to pull up his shirt. Only this time, as his hand skimmed over one of the bruises, Harley was forced to bite down on his tongue.


    "Hey, hey, hey, stop poking at it." Harley stated as he forcefully lowered his shirt back down, although it was pretty late to conceal his abdomen which was truly starting to appear a little black and blue. While his chest was reddened and also darkened from that mighty buck Bo had performed. It was true, he took pain immensely well. It was something that he took pride in, and had tried to teach Meika as well. But just because he was alright didn't mean the pain did not exist. It just meant his endurance was actually quite incredible.

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    Legendary Warriors wrote:


    He chuckled, well it was a stereotype, and he had just assumed she fit the role. Well it was good that she wasn't, Mahiru guessed. Looking at her, he smiled, "you're really curious, hmm?" he asked, "Fine, I'll be there however you can do all the talking," he returned his hands to his pockets and continued to walk, "It will be good for you to meet more reliable people."


    Nastuko let out a quiet 'hmm' as she thought for a moment. "I suppose. I'll need to make a few friends, huh?" She agreed, "Also I am pretty curious and I'm fine with doing all the talking! It's pretty fun anyways. I'll only need you if I mess up, okay? And don't leave me alone. I'll tie us together if I have to." Nastuko gave Mahiru a light poke in the chest to strengthen her statement a little more, though the firm poke was quickly ruined by Nastuko visibly holding back a grin.

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    "I've never seen the point in harming another human being - even someone that's hurt you, so I don't usually take to fighting unless I have no other choice."




    There is honesty in those words she bears. We are just the same in that way I suppose. I can see why Fern chose her as a friend. Still, it'll be a matter of time when she might turn her back on us. I loathe to think such a way, yet she strikes a cord in me. One who acts out of consideration, rather than pity. A great potential she has in the future, even if she is a gray Joker. As usual I think way too deeply of others. Maybe Fern was right. I really need to talk to others more.




    "Sorry to ask... but... well is that how you got that scar?"




    Without a second to waste she responded, "No." Meika, she could tell was curious about it. To elaborate more on the subject she included, "Fern did this to me. Never fight with him with knives." Bringing her hand to touch it she resumed, "It would have been much worse, if our friend Setsu didn't stop him. Ironically he's one of Fern's contacts, and he attends this school." Bringing her hand down she genuinely smiled, although it was a small small that lasted a mere second. "What I'm grateful for is that Fern didn't burn me badly with the torch he had as a kid."
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: geogia; font-size: 30px; margin-bottom: -0px; letter-spacing: -0px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center;]➤ Fern "Kuma" Walquist[/fancypost]
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    Bohdi Declan frowned at the boy's response to his poking. He quickly withdrew his hands and frowned. "I'm sorry", he muttered shyly. Bohid figured he ought to stand up now. Keeping his hands off of Harley, he pushed to his feet and sighed. He felt a lot better after giving himself some time to sit. Now, ripping a hairtie off of his wrist, he tied up his long blue tresses and began untaping his hands.
    Bohdi's legs felt sore from all the pressure he had put on them, but bending down to peel the tape from his ankles wasn't all that difficult. Bohdi was about to go dispose of it when he felt the hand on his back. Raising an eyebrow, he looked to Fern. "I can walk now, no need to be carrying me anywhere", he replied with a chuckle. Bohdi couldn't help but notice he had to incline his head upwards to even catch a glimpse of Fern's face. Hmph. He supposed his average height could easily add to his more feminine factors... Though his name was completely unisex. His gender would remain unknown.
    Now that that was out of the way, Bohdi walked to the trash bin and tossed his wraps. He picked up his jacket and shoes near the wall and slipped it all back on. He was once again looking more like an adorable marshmellow than a lean fighter with a studded belt. "I don't know about you two", he commented casually as he wrapped his headphones around his neck once more, "but I could eat a horse right about now."[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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