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 Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 4:56 pm
"Wow... And you say she's only a toddler? With speed and force like that..."
Jem grinned, and nodded at the gym trainer's words, as they both watched a certain purple-haired girl repeatedly jab a punching bag. Her little fists were wrapped, and she had a hot look in her lavender eyes, a scary look. Still, her face was completely expressionless. She'd been doing this for the last twenty minutes, and had yet to break a sweat. Maybe snakes couldn't.
"Yep, my Tyvvie's pretty aggressive once you get her fired up. Berserker, kinda."
The trainer tapped his chin, as the child stopped kicked the bag with a wrapped heel, knocking it from it's chain, and hissing at it. Geeze. Apparently done, Tyven flashed a derisive fang, and padded across the mat to her sixteen-year-old mother, staring up at the "adults". Tyven only wore her wraps, and a pair of black shorts.
"The problem will be finding her a sparring partner..."
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 5:02 pm
Altessa was, once again, with that damn magus Tiil'xhin. She did not like him. She did not want to be around him. And she very well wasn't putting up with it.
Which is why she kept far, far away once they had entered the gym, wandering over close to where the snake girl was. Of course, that didn't mean she would talk to her, oh no.
"Yeah... sign her up for whatever. I don't really care, just as long as she spends some energy." Tiil muttered, crossing his arms and ignoring her as she was ignoring him. Frankly, that only made her happier, even though Tiil was trying to make her feel bad. It was impossible to make Alt feel bad.
"Well, we have the kickboxing..." A female trainer murmured, glancing over her clipboard at the other. She smiled knowingly, as if sharing a secretive glance with him.
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 8:06 pm
The male trainer made eyecontact with the woman, and a charming smile appeared on his face as he showed Jem to the door. She obviously had no qualms abandoning Tyven for a short while. Now that the redhead was gone, he walked over to Tiil, a charming grin on his face as he joined his co-worker.
"Actually, I couldn't help but notice... She, it is a female, yes? She has a great body build for kickboxing, and... It's the only thing open right now."
So, the last part was a lie, but... Maybe this creepy thing could go with the OTHER creepy thing, that was now flashing her fangs at the older, human kids stretching on the mats, and scaring the s**t out of them.
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 8:26 pm
A sigh. "Very well." He knew Raine would kick him if he didn't at least do something, but damn it... it was the only option he had.
Altessa glanced up as she heard them talking about her, eyes narrowing. She wasn't going to be paired with anyone against her will.
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 8:41 pm
The trainers didn't bother to give Altessa any wrappings, and gestured for Tiil to go ahead and leave, and the male approached Tyven. Bending, he ruffled her short, streaked hair, and placed a hand on her shoulder, grinning until...
"Hey, there, Tyvvie! How would you liii--ARRGHHH!!"
The snake had sunk her tiny fangs into his hand. Now she smiled slightly, the corner of her mouth lifting as her tongue flickered out to scent the air. Now though, as she turned away, and the woman hurried over to bandage her comrade's hand, she spotted Altessa, and flicked her tongue warily at her. She smelled of predator. Tyven didn't like many other predators.
"... Tssss?"
That had slowly evolved into her own hello, and the toddler and tilted her head to one side.
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 8:46 pm
Tiil nodded and did indeed leave, glad to be out of the vicinity of the little hellion.
Altessa allowed a small smile of her own, raising an eyebrow as she approached the other. She rather liked this 'Tyvvie'.
"Hiii." Raising her hand, she waggled her fingers for a brief moment, smirking at the condition the others were in. She was very much impressed.
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 8:53 pm
Tyven's face was expressionless again, but her bright eyes appeared interested as she padded over to the taller girl, occassionally scent/tasting her, as the two trainers finally worked up the nerve to approach. The swampthing was cute. Not-so annoying. So far.
"Well, there's the partner, Altessa... Tyven. You two... Have fun."
With that, the little beserker attacked, launching herself at Altessa by surprise, and hopefully tackling her on the mat, fists flying. More of a scrap, rather than traditional kickboxing.
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 8:57 pm
Altessa let out a feral scream, anger in her eyes as the punches flew at her. It took her a moment, gaining a few bruises in the process, but she finally fought back and grabbed Tyven's arm, sinking her teeth into the scaly flesh there.
She was just a little bit pissed.
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 9:11 pm
Tyven's slit-pupiled eyes widen slightly, and her hiss was shocked, and rather indignant, before she unhinged her tiny jaw, and practically inhaled Altessa's shoulder, sinking all four fangs into her new "partner". Still, once the trainers were done cringing and covering their ears, they hurridly parted the children, and ran back, to get out of range.
Panting, little Tyven had a full-blown, gorgeous, toothy grin on her oddly colored face. She seemed to have enjoyed their quick rumble, and rather than having harsh feelings, she had... More pleasant feelings.
"Tssss... Hello."
She wriggled her black-clawed fingers in an almost mocking/appreciative manner.
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 9:16 pm
Snorting, Altessa glanced over the other a moment before sitting and glancing over her shoulder, nails digging into the wound. She barely flinched at the pain.
"I... loathe you..." Altessa said softly, though her eyes said otherwise; she was appreciative. And, after taking a moment, she stood and walked over to the other, just staring down, green eyes wide.
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 9:24 pm
Tyven reached up, and grabbed Altessa's hand, using it to pull herself up, and she blinked apathetically at her own wound. The blood welling out was dark enough to match Alt's, and she licked at it with her black, forked tongue. Fun times. Apparently, she was going to like kickboxing practice.
She wasn't too good at understanding all of what people said just yet, especially when her most constant companions[Jem and Cleo] spoke in a ******** up sort of english. Therefore, she didn't hear the words Altessa said, rather what everything else was saying.
"Loathhhes you."
She turned away from Altessa to go back to lazily jabbing at the punching bag, which had apparently been rehooked.
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 11:48 pm
Altessa stood on her tiptoes, now curious at what the other was doing. She didn't really see a point, but loomed near now, glancing up as the others started to approach them again, more than likely to force them apart.
She gave Tyven a dark grin.
"Tag team?" She offered, murky green eyes shifting dangerously to the side.
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Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 3:58 pm
Tyven's slight nod, and wicked flash of fang was her response, and if those trainers had known them better, they might have backed away, once they saw them smiling. As it was, they didn't know what hit them. The little beserker went for the man, jabbing her quick fists right for his groin.
They were so getting kicked out of class.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 2:31 pm
Grinning darkly, the little green hellion moved in a rapid succession, soon finding the main target she wanted - the man who had talked earlier, and her teeth latched onto his ankles with ease, soon coloring the floor with a vibrant and rather beautiful reddish hue.
It certainly gave a new meaning to the term 'anklebiter'.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 2:45 pm
All too soon though, the children were stopped, all of the trainers in the building coming to the man's rescue, and shutting the little girls in a closet while they called their parents. Still, as Tyven wiped a smear of red from her mouth, she shot Altessa a grin. Fun times. This swampy girl was fun times. Now, she introduced herself, rather than the way the others had.
"Tyv."
A small, clawed hand reached out in the dimly lit closet. A offer of an alliance, perhaps?
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