Post by Jagaimo on Feb 1, 2022 15:04:41 GMT -5
Jagaimo groaned and shook her head as she slid back to her feet, pushing aside the chaise that had clattered down around her while her female opponent closed the distance. They lunged at each other exchanging blows, blocking and striking each other, the smaller Saiyan stubbornly refusing to give way in the face of a larger attacker as they toed the imaginary line and wailed on each other, fists and feet flailing. As they got faster and faster the larger Saiyan mistimed a wild jab and was a fraction too slow pulling it back to guard. Jagaimo slipped inside, following the arm back as it retreated, a short hard uppercut coming in the space between them and ramming knuckles first into the bigger warrior's chin. The impact lifted the woman off her feet and dropped her unceremoniously onto a table that stopped her descent for only a moment before collapsing underneath the sudden increase in weight. Bigarms moaned laying there in the wreckage on her back, eyes unfocused staring at the ceiling, out for the moment at least. The younger Saiyan was floating a few feet off the ground where the follow through of her punch had carried her, breathing heavily and looking down at the mess on the ground.
Slim let out a scream as the sandstorm inspired Ki attack erupted from Nilen’s hands straight into his face, the force of his attack ripping the life out of the haymaker swinging the fox-eared boys skull. It instead punched off the boy's shoulder doing next to nothing thanks to the angle and sliding harmlessly off behind his body. The tall lanky Saiyan, toppled backwards, blasted off his knees by the force of the attack and rolled across the ground scrabbling about rubbing his face and eyes, at the same time the chair Nilen had grasped with his tails cracked and splintered the chair against Chinscar lurking to close behind him, forcing the older warrior to skip back out of reach and guard his eyes against flying shrapnel, a pause in the fighting for the moment while he collected himself again, reassessing what was in front of him. It had been a lucky hit as the warrior had misjudged the Earthling and stepped to close. But Saiyan’s learned to fight fast…the ones that didn’t were usually dead. Slim cursed from the ground, spittle flying from his lips
“DAMN FILTHY ARCOPET! I’LL TEAR YA DAMN HE…”
There was a loud thunk and a crack as Slim went silent and still, a chair splintering over him with the remnants clutching in the wild maned Saiyan girls hands, a grin on her lips, blood trickling from a nose and a lip,
“Would you believe me if I said these guys are…Look out!”
Jagaimo’s eyes went wide as Chinscar leapt towards Nilen, splinters of wood in his armour and hair, hand lashing out to make a grab for one of the tails while the other rained blows down towards the Earthling from behind, trying to yank him off balance with the offending appendage while punishing him with blows. Jagaimo stepped over Slim to try and help but her attention was pulled away by a table that flew past her and buried itself in the wall…and angry looking Bigarms rushing towards her once more, Before the shorter Saiyan could duck out of the way she found herself laid out by a clothesline to the chest, staring at the roof for a moment before a boot to the gut sent her sprawling out across the floor, colliding with Chinscar’s feet as he tussled with Nilen. He stamped out at her underfoot while his female accomplice looked for a way into the fight, moving to try and join the beat down on the Earthling…fists swinging their way through the air towards him...
Slim let out a scream as the sandstorm inspired Ki attack erupted from Nilen’s hands straight into his face, the force of his attack ripping the life out of the haymaker swinging the fox-eared boys skull. It instead punched off the boy's shoulder doing next to nothing thanks to the angle and sliding harmlessly off behind his body. The tall lanky Saiyan, toppled backwards, blasted off his knees by the force of the attack and rolled across the ground scrabbling about rubbing his face and eyes, at the same time the chair Nilen had grasped with his tails cracked and splintered the chair against Chinscar lurking to close behind him, forcing the older warrior to skip back out of reach and guard his eyes against flying shrapnel, a pause in the fighting for the moment while he collected himself again, reassessing what was in front of him. It had been a lucky hit as the warrior had misjudged the Earthling and stepped to close. But Saiyan’s learned to fight fast…the ones that didn’t were usually dead. Slim cursed from the ground, spittle flying from his lips
“DAMN FILTHY ARCOPET! I’LL TEAR YA DAMN HE…”
There was a loud thunk and a crack as Slim went silent and still, a chair splintering over him with the remnants clutching in the wild maned Saiyan girls hands, a grin on her lips, blood trickling from a nose and a lip,
“Would you believe me if I said these guys are…Look out!”
Jagaimo’s eyes went wide as Chinscar leapt towards Nilen, splinters of wood in his armour and hair, hand lashing out to make a grab for one of the tails while the other rained blows down towards the Earthling from behind, trying to yank him off balance with the offending appendage while punishing him with blows. Jagaimo stepped over Slim to try and help but her attention was pulled away by a table that flew past her and buried itself in the wall…and angry looking Bigarms rushing towards her once more, Before the shorter Saiyan could duck out of the way she found herself laid out by a clothesline to the chest, staring at the roof for a moment before a boot to the gut sent her sprawling out across the floor, colliding with Chinscar’s feet as he tussled with Nilen. He stamped out at her underfoot while his female accomplice looked for a way into the fight, moving to try and join the beat down on the Earthling…fists swinging their way through the air towards him...