Paige Vs Nathan

--NATHAN

apathy❞

"What's this?"

Looking within the graffiti'd upon locker, Nathan grasped what appeared to be a well written note, a challenge by any other means. "Fight me" it said "I will be waiting at the courtyard." realizing how much he hadn't feared this invitation, he took it as a means to learn and immediately headed there after class.


Following the ring of the bell fights had emerged from all around, there wasn't a soul within the school who hadn't set off to prove they were the best in the business. After-all, everyone wanted to be a pillar right? Nathan, of course, had no need for such trivial goals. Being the apathetic man he was, he simply wanted to learn of what it meant to..to feel. If this fight could be of benefit to him in any way? He was going to take it.


Chaos sprawled the dance floor on this lovely day, bodies flying left and right, there wasn't any other way this day should've played out. Nathan's apathetic gaze singled out a lone female, a vicious aura emanating from her very being. "Run" It told him "Run". Nathan couldn't help but find her aura more inviting than anything, though he couldn't figure out what it was drove her to emit such a toxic passion. "You wrote the letter". He had no need to ask, he had no need to be hesitant. This indeed was the woman who challenged him for a match; he could only think he was strong enough to provide her an interesting match. "Name's Nathan." Taking his Krav Maga stance, he prepared for the on coming fight ahead.

"And you?"

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--NATHAN

apathy❞

"Paige Weaver. Understood"

Assuming a rather unorthodox stance, Paige seemed to be ready in more ways than one. To the common eye, most would think she's simply fooling around. However, to anyone in the ring? Those with no stance are the most dangerous of all. There's no way to determine their fighting style, prowess, or knowledge. They are completely unpredictable, something that would cost Nathan dearly should he not take this into consideration. With these things in more etched into his brain, he moved accordingly.

"Let us begin" [QUE BATTLE SONG]

Rushing forth was his only option. He knew she had no plans on moving despite being the challenger, she was going to play it cool. Now, he stayed as close to the ground as humanly possible, his body only rising when reaching a few steps from her presence. Upon getting close enough, the man ducked and stomped his right foot on the ground before launching himself forward in an attempt to upper cut the woman with his left hand; simply hoping it would work out the way he wanted it to.

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--NATHAN

apathy❞

This girl was smart, but unfortunately for her? He predicted this dodge. "Hm." As she stepped back as a method of evading his punch, she went straight for a left kick followed by a snap kick to the gut; he would respond to the by doing the following. Immediately upon her stepping back and motioning for the kick, his left leg would raise to the spot necessary to catch her blow with his shin, effectively blocking the first kick. Following that? Nathan would respond in the only manner he saw fit.

"Here we go"

Slamming his right foot on the ground without giving her any room to breathe, Nathan would now visciously thrust his left fist forward towards her face in an attempt to go for a straight jab. Following this jab would be another jab in the same speed with the same force, what came after being much different. Using that momentum he had left over from the rush, his body lunged forward; his right hand swinging around for a well executed right hook.

SLAM!

Should this have been successful, Nathan would take a quick step back, preparing himself for yet another barrage.

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--NATHAN

apathy❞

This fight was beginning to turn out more taxing than he'd originally thought.

He'd built up an immunity to disappointment by this point, yet another hit missing it seemed. Taking a triumphant step to the left, Paige Weaver seemed to think she'd had it all planned, what with her tree nuts and such. Despite that, Nathan's apathetic gaze remained ever-so-cold, Nathan halting his movements and immediately changing his plans following this miss. Noting she was going for a punch, he knew it would be too soon to dodge; it was time to go for a now-or-never.

"Paige, do you feel pain?"

Nathan stepped to the left, slamming his foot into the ground as her right fist came crashing into his stomach. He felt pain, this was true, but in Krav Maga, you have to be willing to take a hit or two in order to deal out the bigger damage; he aimed to do the same here. Using the blow from the right hook as an advantage, he twisted his body to the right and sent his right fist rocketing towards her face once again. With their bodies being so close, she wouldn't be able to escape him for long.

"I'm told it hurts".

Now switching up his game plan once more, he took a step back as he intended to do prior in the hopes gaining some distance between the two. He quickly realized that this wasn't going to be an in-fight kind of match, no, he was going to need to calculate, plan, and collectively execute his moves in ways that would benefit him most...or he'd just give it a second and go back to wildly swinging his fists about, either one works really.

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--NATHAN

apathy❞

 

FWAP!

So the blow landed successfully, just as planned. She staggered backwards for a moment, Nathan carefully observing her facial expressions during her time of pain. As she shot him one ferocious glare, he could only respond with his apathetic gaze; his lack of sympathy reaching near-death levels. She'd told him how she thought this was going to be fun, Nathan watching her every movement while speaking "Fun? I'm not quite sure what that is." He blinked "I've heard it stands for friends doing stuff together, or things of that nature, though I'm not too sure. Would you mind explaining it"?

Her entire demeanor from this point changed, a wicked grin now plastered upon a once innocent smile; though Nathan never feel for such feeble attempts at trickery. As her fists uncurled, she gained the stance of some rabid beast. "Guess not". He could only ready himself further now as the female female charged at him with blazing speeds; reading to claw his face off should he give her the chance.

SPOILER: He won't.

The attack was fairly standard by his eyes, as such, he would reply by standard means. Her hands wildly flung themselves in his direction. They seemed to be swiping towards him in a horizontal clamping motion. As swiftly as he could, his left hand flew towards the right, and the right hand flew towards the left; both pushing forward with enough force to push her arms if not block the move entirely. From this point on, it was all action.

"You never told me what pain feels like"

Blazing speeds, that's all she would be met with as Nathan now moved about (realistically their both going generally fast with general strength). Knowing he'd have at least a second or two with that initial block, his upperbody rushed forth, slamming his left foot into ground as his right came swinging upward. "Mind telling me now"? A brutal kick to the gut would be the first of attacks to be attempted. Should this work he would give her no rest, slamming his right foot on the ground as his upper body lurched forward; the momentum being shifted to his right arm which rocketed toward her solar-plexus.


Should it have been successful, he'd take yet another step back, gathering himself as well as planning what his next step would be. If he were to defeat this woman, he'd have to continue to keep this pace; slowing down for even a second would be the end of him.

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