Super Hero High discussion
Classes
>
Combat class
message 1:
by
[deleted user]
(new)
Jul 27, 2013 01:41AM
Lean how to fight here, whether it be hand on hand or with some sort of weapon.
reply
|
flag
Clark went in the room where several pointy weapons were hung on the walls. Looking at them he cracked a smile, "Like those will ever harm me." He whispered to himself. He looked at Rachel and asked, "What's your power?" Truly curious about his new friend.
Rachel: I stare at the wall. Weapons aren't really my thing. Then I look at Clark. How do you explain the tons of powers one has when their father is a demon? I say the first one that comes to mind "Healing. I can take peoples pain and heal injuries." That was about all everyone at the school knew I could do...
"That's cool. It's my first time knowing somebody like that," he said in awe. Among other abilities that he have, he could heal himself in a matter of seconds but he couldn't take the pain others like Rachel can do. Clark let his bag fall so that he can stretch. He hadn't realized that his shirt had risen up a couple of inches until Rachel was staring at his middle. "Sorry," he apologized.
((gtg:[))
((gtg:[))
((Ok we'll continue later))Rachel: I snap my eyes away. He was...ripped. As awkward thoughts I closed my eyes to push them back. They were pushed back well enough so I took off my black jacket revealing my bare arms. Pale and skinny. Clark must be holding back a laugh that I am a "superhero". Whatever.
I copy Clark in stretching my arms and legs. I might as well get used to fighting with combat, so that I can pass the class.
He continued stretching but he could still feel Rachel's gaze on him. Ever since Lana, he hadn't thought that much about flirting with anyone else. He looked at her at the corner of his eye and he could see her petite form beside him and with her black hair and blue eyes that glittered with power he couldn't help but feel the start of attraction.
"Attention. Attention. The Combat Class of Ms. Rodriguez will be postponed due to the orientation of some new teachers. For all students under her class, spend your time wisely." A mechanic voice said somewhere near the ceiling. Turning to Rachel, "I guess we have this room to ourselves," he said since they were the only one there.
"Attention. Attention. The Combat Class of Ms. Rodriguez will be postponed due to the orientation of some new teachers. For all students under her class, spend your time wisely." A mechanic voice said somewhere near the ceiling. Turning to Rachel, "I guess we have this room to ourselves," he said since they were the only one there.
Rachel: I sigh. "I guess so. But I must warn you I know just about nothing to do with combat." I never had to, I think. I cross my arms, still feeling awkward that my shoulders are visible. I go over to the wall and run my hand over one of the rifles hanging there. It feels cold. I step back over to Clark, trying to avoid looking at his visible stomach. "So what do we do?"
Clark shrugged, "I don't know. Want to test that on me?" He asked as he followed her gaze which was staring at somewhere on his chest. When he had realized that the shirt had not settled back he flushed as he tugged it down. He was comfortable with his body and since his metabolism was faster than the others, some other people said that he was built like a model not that he was bragging or anything it's just is.
Rachel: "So hand to hand wresting then," she said focusing on his face. She started toward the mats. Now he seems nice so he won't try to pound your face into the mats, I tell myself, We aren't going to get angry. I stand at the mats. "Ready?"
Clark walked to her and he didn't bother saying he has superstrength since he won't use it on a girl. "I'm game," he said with a wide smile as a lock of hair fell on his forehead but he didn't raise a hand to move it away.
Rachel: I stood there awkwardly. Then she said "Uh, you make the first move?"
Clark shook his head and chuckled, "Ladies first, Rachel. My mother raised me to believe in that. SO hit me with your best shot," he raised hand in a universal way of come on. "Or...are you scared?" He asked with a smile.
Rachel: "I'm ñot scared." I say. If I hadn't lied to you about my powers you would be, I think to myself. I let the shred of adrenalin I babe had pushed back in my brain to come forth and I charge him. Then I duck and swing my legs under his causing him to fall.
Rachel: And then the adrenalin is gone. I moe on the ground weak and tired.Waiting for Clark to attack.
CLark looked at the ceiling above him with shock. It was the first time ever that he was knocked off his feet after he had got his powers. Clark cracked a smile and with his speed he was up and standing behind Rachel. "Nice to know that you don't back down," he whispered as he ran to the other side of the room in a millisecond.
Rachel: My eyes blink a couple times before I get that he is speeding around the room. I decide if we are going to play with powers allowed I might as well have some fun. I pull the oil can that is being used as target away from the wall as I still lay on the ground. I hear him hit it, bit he keeps running.
He laughed and this time he was having fun. He was always hesitant using his powers around others but here in this school he can have all the fun he wants. Going to her side he whispered again, "Is that the best that you can do?" He taunted and he scented how delicious she was but he couldn't tell if it was from the high of using powers was he thinking is this.
Rachel: Oh I can do much better, I think. But I have gotten used to not letting my emotions make me do something stupid. Last time that resulted in the first atomic bomb. So I look at Clark.and put my hands on my hips. "This is not hand-to-hand combat. This is you running around like a madman and me watching." He looked to be enjoying himself.
Clark smiled at her widely, "If you really want hand to hand combat, you start and I'll follow," he said as he raised his hands to her, "And I promise I won't run at all," he added. But this time I will use my other powers, he thought to himself.
Rachel: "Stop looking so pleased with yourself." I say. But actually it's quite cute. That split second emotion causes another oil tank to explode beside Clark, sending him sprawling yet unhurt. I pretend to be surprised by the explosion, only making ot seem more obvious that I caused it because I never show emotions. Whatever. I take atvantage of Clark on the ground for a second and pounce on his back and put him in a head-lock. So maybe I know a little about hand-to-hand combat.
Clark couldn't help it as slender, pale arms wrapped around his neck. He could easily throw her if he wanted but he liked this position very, very much. So letting his hands swing back and forth against his sides, he turned his head to the left where her face was inches away from his, "Am I supposed to scream?" He asked as his gaze dropped to her lips. He wasn't this attracted since Lana but he decided to let it flow.
Rachel: Oh gosh the emotions were pressing hard. But I was harder. "Well are you beat." I ask meeting his gaze, though I know the answer is no. I'll never win with pure strength and unless I use the shadow scattered in the room. Which I really don't want to have to use on Clark. The shadows will mess will normal peoples heads and I wasn't sure whether he was in that catergory or not.
He nodded slowly as he let a lock of her hair curl around his finger. Clark didn't know where this attraction was coming from and he wasn't so sure if he liked it or not but looking at the girl who was so completely like him, it made him want to belong, "I surrender," he whispered.
Rachel: My body is stiff. I want to move from the awkward position but I can't. All I can do is sit and stare back at him. He looks at me different than anyone ever has. He sees me as...normal. As an equal. He let me pin him when he could throw me like a doll across the room. What made him think this way?
Clark looked at her and he could see the confusion clear in her eyes. He smiled slowly, "Hey..." he trailed off as he let the back of his hand touch her cheek. It was soft as he had expected and he felt such pleasure just by touching her.
Rachel: I only feel more confusion as he touched my cheek. I open my mouth then close it. "...do you...um...with...erm..."
(Sure)
Clark pulled back and chuckled to ease the tension. "Rachel, I give up and if you want to stay at this position, I don't think that the others would be happy about it." He said as he nodded to a student whi just entered the room.
Clark pulled back and chuckled to ease the tension. "Rachel, I give up and if you want to stay at this position, I don't think that the others would be happy about it." He said as he nodded to a student whi just entered the room.
Mod
Mod
Jadon walks In and leans on the wall" COME ON ANYOME WANNA TAKE ON THE STRONGEST GUY ON EARTH
Rachel: My body relaxes and I stand up. "Ok. Um...thank you for letting me win...I uh...I told you I wasn't very good."
Clark stood up and dusted off, "You are very good and I respect you for that." His smile vanished at the sight of the cocky guy. He shook his head, "I don't want to," he said.
Mod
Rachel: I roll my eyes but decide to play off as a vulnerable little girl. I step close to Clark's side. He's the closest thing I have to a friend and I know he can kick butt, like me.
Mod
Clark just smiled, "Go find somebody else to fight, we're not interested." He felt Rachel take cover behind him but he wasn't fooled by it. Rachel was just as strong with her own set of powers.
Kat was holding her schedule, her gloves on and hood up so it was hard tot see her skin and fur. She noticed two other students and put her bag down
Rachel: The feelings about Clark continue to bug me. Maybe it was my fault for stepping close to him. But why should I care if I destroy another building? Who cares if my feelings cause more destruction? Clark seems to understand the concept as well as do. I look at Jadon. "That will probably cost you a couple thousand." I say dryly.
Clark chuckled at what Rachel had said. His senses told him that another person had entered the room but she had made no move to interrupt them. He slightly faced Rachel with a smile, "Don't. He's not worth it."
Rachel: I whisper back to Clark "I know. I don't really want to anyway." I ignore the fact that Clark seems to have seen through to the truth that I can do more that heal.
Thegotenza wrote: "Jadon decides to show off his strength . He bends over and slides his pinkey through the wall and throws it into space"Erza walks in, en seeing some guy throw his strength sll around, she glared at him. "If you want a fight, don't be afriad to lose." she said calmly.
Clark sighed in relief in his head. He didn't want Rachel to be hurt and no he wasn't that all worried about the guy searching for a fight and when a female that looked like she owned the room entered he wanted to sigh again. Another fight cancelled...that's a relief, he thought.
Mod
Rachel: I take Clark's hand and tug him toward the door. "Let's go before they start. Or do you want to stay and watch?" Regular heroes are amusing sometimes.
Mod
Clark shook his head, "I don't want to watch. Where are we going?" Putting the guy out of his mind with a dismissive shrug.
Mod
Clark sighed as he heard another individual enter the room. How many were there? He thought to himself and he was shocked to see an almost carbon of himself that he was momentarily voiceless. "Do I know you?" He asked carefully.
Mod
