When A Red Rose Feels Blue, It Turns Violet <Ike VS Sage>

Sage is eating lunch at a table alone. He has a deck of cards and just seems to be playing a version of solitaire. Everything was fine until one of the cards magically flew out of his hand and went under the table Ike was sitting at.

Not caring about the boy, Sage clambered under the table to retrieve his card. Then he just went back to his table to continue playing. Now everything was really fine. Sage finished his lunch and could concentrate on his game. But... someone came over and messed up all his cards. Sage glared and calmly got up. Sizing this person they looked rather strong. He decided to cuddle the person which threw him off guard. Then Sage kicked him hard in the knee, hearing a crack. Pushing the guy down, he roundhouse kicked him into Ike's table.

He was pissed still and would maybe blow off some steam as he approached Ike for the unconscious guy.

Sage laughs darkly and stares at Ike. "Did you just say something you albino rat?" He stomps over to Ike still laughing slightly. "Oh, this is good because I'm fairly pissed off." He stood straight in front of Ike and sized him up. Alright, he looked fairly weak, piece of cake.

Without warning Sage did a front kick with his left lag aimed at Ike's right knee to cripple him. If this worked he would quickly elbow his stomach and with the difference in strength and endurance, Ike should go flying. If Ike managed to dodge the initial kneeing, Sage would chase him until he's able to land a kick somewhere around waist height.

Sage ignored the dunderheads who were watching and anyone who tried to stop them got knocked unconsious.

Sage smirks as the idiot boy stands up again. Good, he can crush the brat. Looking at the injured stance, Sage knew it wouldn't take much to break the boy, but what fun would that be... Sage hums to himself as he decides he wants to make this last.

He quickly ran up to Ike and just did a football tackle. If he got Ike to the ground he would jab him in the neck hard enough so it would leave him in gasps, but not hard enough to break anything. If his tackle didn't work then he would just continue to try to tackle until it did, but it shouldn't be that hard with the other already being injured.

Sage was on top of Ike and smirking. Oh how fun would this be~ Sage then repositioned himself so he was just sitting on his waist. He wasn't pinning his limbs down, but the other should be too injured to do anything at the moment. "Oh how pretty this is... now what should I do. I know! I'll break you limbs, you'll never walk again!"

Sage is smiling rather cheerfully as this seems to be a game to him. However it's not like he's heartless. Maybe the other could somehow persuade Sage not to hurt him. If he had enough strength that is.

Sage smirked as this kid's will was completely not there. He even seemed to accept that he lost and would just take whatever was coming for him. Now, if Sage was merciful, he might find this sign rather touchy and let him go free, but that was not the case.

Sage would start with a hard punch to the face. Just one with his right hand. Now if this guy tried to dodge, though it would be pretty hard at this distance, Sage would try again faster with his left hand. His punch would hopefully at least shatter this boy's nose with how wimpy he seemed to be.

After this, if Sage succeeded he lick his lips and do a quick jab at the shoulder blade on his left side, with his right hand again. This would hopefully cause a lot of pain and also make his left arm useless. Now Sage left Ike's arms free, so he was free to do a counter, but with this boy's will it seemed it wouldn't be a problem.

The thing that would irk Sage is that by this time he would notice Ike would attempt to not scream and seemed to so far be succeeding. Now in some aspects this is good because he won't attract anymore attention then he has, but it was irritating. Sage just wanted to rip the kid's voice box out so he couldn't scream if he wanted to.