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 Posted: Tue May 28, 2013 6:40 pm
"Aw, poor baby. Want me to kiss it and make you feel better?" he teased with a wink, followed by a suggestive pantomime. He wasn't about to fail the training just for some teasing, though. He knew that he had something to prove, and he didn't want to s**t all over it just cause he could. Especially since that would mean his face being punched in. With the captain buckled to the ground, Typhon took advantage of his opponent's disposition and made a swift step forward with an immediate kick aiming towards his lowered chest.
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 2:48 pm
His only response to the taunt was a grunt because Typhon's foot connected with his chest and the wind was knocked out of him. He clamped his mouth shut to keep sound from escaping and slid backwards from the weight of the kick. The sound of fabric tearing could be heard from the movement.
He rose to his feet, cloth at his knees torn, and seemed to dust himself off.
He stepped back and seemed to give Typhon a once over. He was impressed, though surprised, at how much of a comeback the senshi was making. It proved to be interesting that his vigor came after he was punched in the face.
Maybe it was because it made the fight that much more 'real'.
He cleared his throat and slid a foot back with both hands raised. "Sorry, but I'll pass on the kiss this time." He then made a come here motion with his hand. This was far from over.
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 8:17 pm
"Suit yourself," he shrugged. He paused, not wanting to even respond to the captain's beckoning gestures. He knew it would only put him in a position that made him susceptible to more damage - it would be giving him the upperhand. Unless he could spin it around and try to get his captain by some surprise... Typhon scoffed and blew back a clump of his hair that had fallen into his face before charging forward towards Captain Labyrinthite as if ready to strike, only to swiftly maneuver down and slide forward instead, hoping to slide into his opponent to knock him down. "Maybe you'll be the one going down on me," he teased.
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 8:52 pm
To the captain it felt like Typhon was taking a lifetime to decide if he was going to bite the bait or dance around him. His body tensed with anticipation when he came charging forward ready to block any kicks or punches thrown his way. Then, he did something unexpected. A slide tackle.
Surprise blossomed across Labyrinthite's face as he moved to adjust. Typhon's foot collided with his ankle and he lunged forward trying to compensate. It didn't work so well and he found himself looming over the senshi, palms scrapped from catching himself and feet positioned in a way that looked like he attempted to dash off for a sprint and over extended his upper body.
His attempted tuck and roll just didn't work out.
Visibly irritated with the situation he gritted his teeth and tried to slide back. In one of his rare, uncoordinated moments his balance slipped and he crashed right on top of Typhon before he had any chance to attack.
Dammit.
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 8:58 pm
"Oh, wow, so eager of you," Typhon smirked as the captain fell onto him. "But I generally like to be the one topping." He then pushed against the captain to attempt to roll him over and straddle him to pin him down, and maybe give his face a little bit of a beating while he was at it. Hey, he gave the captain a freebie punch to the face earlier, now it was time for some payback.
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 9:09 pm
"Cute," he sneered resisting the urge to roll his eyes. Now really wasn't the place for it. As quick as he was, he was still reeling from an injured groin and didn't react fast enough to keep Typhon from switching their positions. He couldn't remember the last time he was pinned beneath someone.
He didn't plan on letting it last for long either.
"Now, we both know who's the dominate one," he countered. A glimmer of a smirk was on his lips before he bucked his hips and rocked his body attempting to toss his opponent off of him. "Now be a good boy and get back where you belong." He swung a punch knowing that it would be a weak one if it made any contact. Still, it was worth a shot.
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 3:19 pm
Typhon tried to keep of his captain, but Labyrinthite was stronger. The Corrupted Senshi fell over to the ground, off of his captain before getting a soft punch to the jaw. He was growing to be a bit frustrated, which only heated his motivation for the battle. Without even the hint of a wiseass remark, Typhon swung out a fist aimed towards the captains' neck in hopes to startle or wind him for a bit and gain some upper-hand again.
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Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2013 4:57 pm
The captain had an advantage; more training, more experience and more strength coming from both the higher level and the constant work outs. Typhon was still a mere babe in the terms of the negaverse. In terms of the spec-ops but the captain was determined to change that. The corrupt was unpredictable, a wild one and hard to control. In many ways the unpredictability was a good thing, but being hard to control was something he hoped to break him of.
It would be a long trial, but Labyrinthite was well aware that everything took time to master. To perfect. To say he was in it for the long haul was a bit of an understatement.
He shifted back, knees digging into the sides of his opponent and allowed the punch to make contact. It didn't hit where intended but he took a hard hit to the jaw. His head moved with the punch, snapping to the side but he did not wince nor flinch as his lips split and blood trickled down his jaw. Instead he turned his head back slowly, right hand reaching to rub his jaw. "Nice punch," he commented, reaching out with both hands to pin Typhon's up above his head.
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Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2013 7:49 pm
Before Typhon could make another movement, he was pinned down, hands above his head. He tried to fight back, but his strength was no match for the captain's. His arms out of use, he tried to flail the rest of his body to fight back and kick at his captain, but he could manage weak and unaimed kicks from this position. "So you are a dominant one, I like a guy who fights for control," he teased, a bit defeated. "Alright then, you've got me. Have your way with me. What will you do with me now?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2013 8:19 pm
Laby couldn't help but grin cheekily at the boy pinned beneath him. In another situation, one that didn't involve such graphic fighting, he would have enjoyed his dominate position more but as it were...he enjoyed it just enough. "What can I say," he murmured. "I like to be in control."
That could have been the understatement of the year.
He definitely had issues when he wasn't in control of a situation and found that, more often than not, he wasn't. So to be in control was oh-so satisfying.
He hovered above Typhon for a moment, briefly moving in a little closer with his cheeky grin still plastered all over his face. "There are so many things I could do but," he paused, pulled away and was suddenly on his feet. "For another time and another place."
So many meanings could come from that.
He extended his hand out, the session was over.
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Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2013 8:37 pm
"Oh, you tease," he toyed back, taking the captain's hand to pull himself off the ground. As the adrenaline of the combat started to wear off, the pain from all the punches and bruises became increasingly felt and he couldn't resist a small wince as he gently touched the spots on himself where he had been punched or battered. He had thought soreness from the Spec-Ops exercise drills would be the worst of it, but he was wrong. "Well, I think I found one way to keep me staying in for the night," he said, stretching in hopes to ease some pain. It didn't help. "There's Advil at the house, right bro?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2013 9:19 pm
He merely shrugged at the tease comment, it wasn't his fault that he was a flirt by nature. Assisting Typhon up, Laby dusted off his uniform and wiped the blood from his mouth. He spent a minute assessing the streak on his hand before wiping it on his pants. His face ached but he had had worse wounds before.
These would heal quickly enough, given the accelerated healing his nega-side possessed.
"So I just have to beat you into submission to keep a hold on you?" He joked tugging his hood off and letting the pink and black hair have some air. He raked a hand through his sweaty locks and cocked his head in the direction of the creepy hallway they had to pass through to exit the rift.
"Should be, if not I can get some," he replied strolling off towards the exit. "Do keep close, the youma like to prey on the weak." He hadn't meant it offensively, it was more of a statement because both were battered. "I can tend to the worse of the damage, if you'd like." He had loads of practice. He often tended to his own wounds.
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Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2013 1:03 pm
"That'd be good man," he nodded, staying close to his captain as they passed through the Hall of Shadows. Something about the Rift creeped the living s**t out of him. It probably had something to do with the demon-like mindless monsters that populated the place, determined to kill Senshi like him. It was a quaint place, really. "Worst of it is from the punch to the face. And uh, hopefully your nuts are feeling better and still in working order. That'd suck." Apologizing wasn't exactly Typhon's style, but he did feel a little bad for the cheap move - especially against a roommate and friend.
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Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2013 2:42 pm
"I've been told I've got a mean hook," he replied absentmindedly. When the reference to his junk came up he shrugged the apology away. "I'm fine," he told him, waving about a hand. He omitted that it still stung, a whee bit. "It's not the first time and I doubt it'll be the last time," he admitted. "Little bit of ice and time and it'll be all good."
They walked through the hall of lost souls, hands grasping at Typhon. "You best keep closer," he paused looking back. "Uh, if you'd like you can...hold on." Eos had clung so tightly to him when he had taken her through the hallway. It seemed only natural to offer to the other corrupt. "Walk quick, sooner we're out the better. Then I can teleport us home."
It was strange referring to his house as their home. It was an unintentional slip.
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Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2013 4:09 pm
"What, do you want me to hold your hand?" he teased as he picked up his pace, staying close behind Labyrinthite. He placed a hand on his captain's shoulder as the crossed through the hall of shadows, taking a sigh of relief as soon as they made the exit. "Good, no more zombies ready for our brains." "Now lets beam back to regular Earth with all the aliens. Seems safer," he joked with a wink, holding onto Labyrinthite a little tighter as he prepared for a teleport.
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