DEXster Vs Cedric (Felix)

Felix sprinted up the stairs at top speed-- which is pretty fast if you didn't know. Bounding up the last step with a grin on his face. It was time to redeem himself for his shameful display in their last fight. But he was stronger now, and he knew he'd put up a much better fight now. He saw Cedric, throwing up his hand in a casual wave. "Sup', Dedric." Felix grinned at his own lame joke, cracking his knuckles. "How you wanna do this? Fight till we drop, or until submission?" 

"Works for me." Felix took his own stance, imitating Bruce Lee. He bounced on his toes. warming up his calves for the upcoming brawl while speaking. "Just so you know it might not be so easy to beat me this time." He flashed a wild grin at Cedric, before rushing in, initiating with a leaping overhead right haymaker. "Ultimate Attack: Jumping Frog Special Secret Technique: Kangaroo Conundrum!"

Felix's strike would hit Cedric in the center of his chest, the impact reverberating all the way to his shoulder. He grinned, 'Take that bo-' His celebration was quickly cut short as Cedric grabbed Felix. He paused momentarily confused at the turn of events.

"If you wanted me to come to the roof to hug you all you had to do was a- Grk!" He let out a sharp intake of breath as the pressure of Cedric's grip increased vastly; the life being quite literally squeezed out of him.

"Gah . . . Not. Sure. How I feel. About this."

Each word was punctuated by a wheeze. Seriously this kid was insanely strong. The lack of air made it hard to think of an escape on the fly, so he stood there being crushed by a high school body builder. He struggled to no avail, wriggling in the boy's iron tight grip. "Seriously. After five. Seconds. It starts. Ugh, to get a bit. Weird."

Breathing was becoming increasingly more difficult as time went on. In reality it had only been a couple of seconds, he had to do something now or the fight would end before it even started! 'Gotta use my head . . . . My head!' (Assuming he was face level with Cedric) He would shoot his head forward, aiming to smash his forehead into the bridge of Cedric's nose three consecutive times. 

Felix was in profound shock, a moment of great calm fell over him as they reached the apex of the suplex. For a moment it felt as if time slowed down for this moment. It was truly beautiful. A tear rolled down his face. His only regret was that he wasn't the one doing the suplex.

And just like that Felix was slammed into the ground, his neck bending at an odd angle. He could only cry out, pain wracking the side of his neck. Felix was then flipped onto his back as Cedric mounted him, he looked up at the other boy casually, ignoring the pain in his neck. "So this the part where we kiss?" He grinned, blowing a kiss at Cedric, externally he looked calm and ready to drop bombs but deep down he was freaking out hard. 'Shit, he's really gonna kick my ass again.' He could only wait for an opening.

"Oh shit damn!" The first strike knocked his head so hard, the back of his skull bounced off the roofs stone floor, before he knew what was happening he was struck another time by the opposite arm. He forgot how much this guy hurt. His vision danced in various shades of grey, if this kept up the fight would be over soon. But he didn't know any cool MMA counters to get him out of this situation, ground fighting was his weakest form of fighting . . . guess he'd have to wing it.

Raising his hands up finally to block the rain of blows, as the final strike came down he would loosen his guard slightly so the attack would slip in, before clamping his forearms together in an attempt to hold Cedric's arm in place. Pushing up with his leg's and rolling back onto his shoulders he would go into a sort of bridge stance, before bucking and thrusting up into the air rapidly, his hips a blur. 'You ain't ready for the bull son.' "GET OFF ME SO I CAN BEAT YOU UP!" He would shout while literally humping the air, in an attempt to make Cedric lose his balance. 

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 OOC- Didn't think I'd have to bring these out Q__Q I'm sorry for being a scrub



New Stats
Str- 41
Dex- 80
Con- 29
Wis- 33
Int- 32

'What the fuuu . . ." Felix was speechless, as he watched Cedric encase himself in a bubble of what appeared to be blood. Almost in slow motion Felix watched as Cedric's hand closed over his ear, immediately his head exploded in intense pain.

His mind was a screaming white expanse, clear thought, or rationale was lost on him; the only thing on his mind was the blaring pain. Felix couldn't even hear his own screams over the wave of sound that very nearly ruptured his eardrums.

He would give one final thrust to get Cedric off before collapsing breathless, his ear ringing so loud it was almost impossible to hear out the other. Touching his hand to his ear it came away bloody, the blood reminding him of the ongoing fight. But he had no time to rest, if he got out from underneath Cedric he would scramble to his feet with difficulty, his perception of balance distorted so much that he appeared almost drunk. In his attempt to get up he would fall flat on his face before making his way into a crouch. 'Oh I'm gonna puke.' The attack left his stomach turning, he was currently overtaken with a large wave of nausea.

Felix looked up at Cedric perplexed. Why wasn't he attacking? 'He's taking pity on me . . . just like last time.' He recalled the scene from where Cedric had saved his life, pulling him from the pool. Felix stared at the outstretched hand for a moment before smiling. "I can- ugh, I can still keep on going." Ignoring Cedric's hand, Felix would place his hands on his knees, pushing up as he tried to stand, his legs shaking from the effort. "I can . . ."

His legs gave out, dropping him back to his knees where he stayed for a moment, before breaking into a laughing fit. He couldn't speak, every attempt at communication was met with uncontrollable laughter. Felix fell onto his back, gasping for air as he rolled on the floor; it was hilarious! Even now after all his improvement . . . he still lost. It hurt knowing that, so he laughed it off instead of choosing to feel anything.

He silently wished that he had been knocked out instead. It felt better to wake up and figuring out that you lost, but not knowing how it happened, than to watch it happen with your own eyes. He hated this feeling. Eventually his laughter did die down, his breathing returning to normal, as he wiped a tear from his eye. "Guess I'm not as good as I thought, huh. Think I got beaten even faster than last time." This set him off again, chuckling to himself.

Laying on his back, he tilted his head to Cedric's direction looking him in the eye, a small smile on his face. "Can you uh . . . leave me here? I feel like if I stand up I'm gonna puke." While it wasn't a lie, he really wanted Cedric to leave so he could be alone with his defeat. "Please." He'd say softly, now looking up at a passing cloud, sighing to himself.