notintehkitchen | Flame #07 Pyro tries not to be obvious she wants company.

[Since Pyro knew she would have an advantage if she wore her suit, she decided to leave it at home. She wanted to have a fight with Medic as an equal and knew that the saw would have a difficult time cutting through a rubber suit. For this occasion she only wore a simple RED issued tank top and a pair of sweatpants.

Sitting on the railing to the second floor of the apartments, Pyro hanged her legs freely over the side and held only her axe.

When Medic appeared in the distance, he would be greeted to the woman jumping down in front of him with a smirk on her face.]

[It took him about fifteen minutes to get there.

Medic considered being insulted by her lack of proper armory. Did she really think a blade that had no problem slicing her spine in two would have problems with a rubber suit? Or did her Medic just keep his weaponry blunt.

Well. It was a possibility.

Snarling at her, the older RED drew his own heavy blade and without saying a word assumed a position that would allow him to react to the Pyro as quickly as possible.]

[She had never gotten a taste of her own Medic's blade in battle. It would be hard to experience that when there was a system in place to make sure they didn't hurt one another on accident.

With a teasing wave of one hand, the woman lifted it up by her face and waved in a tauntingly cute way.]

I have a proposition to make to you.

How about we make this a little more interesting? The loser has to do whatever the winner tells them to do, no matter what it is.

[He merely snorted at that, but nods with a shrug.]

If you require zhe prospect of a prize in order zu do zhis, fein.

[He didn't charge at her, though. Charging straight at the enemy just wasn't part of the way a Medic fought. They weren't part of the offensive team for a reason.]

[It just made the battle a little more interesting...

Not daring to say another word, Pyro began to charge towards Medic with her axe raised near her chest. She would be the one to strike first and set motion to this friendly or not-so-friendly war between two REDs.

Possibly knowing that Medic would clash with her, Pyro would scan his movements and physical strength carefully. He might of been much older then her, but that didn't make him weak. If anything, he had several years more experience under his belt maiming people with his ubersaw then she did cutting putting into pieces with her sharp fireaxe.]

[Medic didn't move at when she charged at him. He merely remained where he stood, with his rather open stance that may appear as an invitation, though in fact was just part of any Medic's usual battle tactic: Get the opponent to close in and backpedal once he gets in range of the currently equipped syringe gun.

Though this was a melee fight. He hadn't brought the medigun even as it only used to weight him down and he just had no use for it so far. The blutsauger may be present, but unloaded. So as long as he didn't intend to use it to hit Pyro on the head, the man wouldn't go for it.

Fixing her movements with his eyes, Medic waited for her to advance a little further before dashing at and around her in a close circle, spinning around himself when he was pretty much to her left and leashed out with a quick swing of his saw, aiming the blade at her left upper arm.]

[She was dealing with a man who was fast and light on his feet here, and that speed gave him an advantage to her.

The Pyro's eyes stayed concentrated on his movements as he got dangerously close to her and lashed out with his saw towards her arm.

Shit. It was going to be close.

The only thing Pyro could do was pull back with a jump before landing with one hand on the earth below her as she crouched. There was the feeling of pain welling up in her upper arm and soon, she could feel warm blood dripping down her skin.

It might of been what one of considered just a scratch, but the blade still had penetrated enough to make her feel a stinging sensation. Pondering if Medic put some sort of drug on his weapon that could seep into wounds, Pyro lifted a brow at the thought.]

Aah, Sensei made me bleed~

[It wasn't meant to be teasing, in all honesty she was surprised he got her to bleed first. Standing back up, she grinned before continuing.]

I will have to return the favor, ne?

[Moving forward, Pyro decided in order to withhold a longer battle she would have to damage his legs somehow. Yes, those fast long legs of his needed a wound of their own and Pyro seemed assured she had a chance at hitting him as she dived downwards towards his lower frame with her axe out. Rolling close past his body while trying to swipe at his left knee, when she stopped she quickly turned around.]

[Medic lifted that saw of his up after he got that hit in and took a good look at the large syringe attached to the blade, now partly filled with that glowing red liquid. Smirking at the sight, he missed paying attention to the Pyro's action for a moment or two and ended up leaping away maybe a second later than he usually would have and thus wasn't entirely able to avoid the blow.]

Yarch! Stupid woman!

[He stumbled a few steps after his little leap and quickly crouches down in favor of not entirely falling over. He reached down towards the fresh wound at his leg which was busy spilling his blood onto the ground.

Snorting a little, he still got back up onto his feet just moments later and pointed his blade at Pyro once more.]

Für zhe beginning okay.

[And this time it was actually him that charged at Pyro. Entirely ignoring the wound in his leg and how it caused him to limb at least a little bit every few steps, the man prepared for a multitude of swings and stab with his weapons, determined to put some pressure on the female now. His weapon may be less powerful than an axe, but he still had most of his speed to his advantage. And in a couple of moments that wound she just inflicted would stop bleeding and start healing slowly as well.]

It is not very nice to call someone stupid just because they inflicted damage onto you, Sensei.

[With a very strange and unpleasant smile, Pyro kept her guard up and admired her work done to his leg. It was indeed a beautiful sight to watch that blood pour out...

Too bad it wouldn't keep forever. Medic's did have those regenerative abilities. In a sense, it reminded her of how when a starfish would get attacked. If one leg came off, it would turn into a new one and the damaged leg would just grow back. It was both amazing and creepy.

As Medic charged her, she would meet him halfway and strike out again to let her axe meet his ubersaw with a loud clang.]

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I call someone stupif if zhey do somezhing stupid!

[He pulled his blade away from the axe only to bring it back down right away in another fast swing. Vertical this time, aiming somewhere at her mid.]

You ought to aim for zhe head! Or an important organ, at least!

Oh? Is that so? I thought dumb-cough was your favorite word.

[And of course Pyro pronounced ANY German word terribly.

Laughing, she honestly sounded like she was enjoying both the battle and the small talk that came with it.

Blocking him again with her axe, she then pushed with her booted foot against the wooden handle to try to push him away for a brief moment.]

But if I disposed of you so quickly, it wouldn't be as fun!

Kch. Dummkopf!

[It was less an insult in this case, but rather a correction. Medic pulls his saw back again and quickly leaps sidewards as well as two steps away from her. The bleeding on his leg had stopped by then.]

If you alvays fight just to haff fun, you vill only fall victim to your own recklessness. Und vho vill put you back togezher aftervards?

[With a short snort he adjusts his stance again, but doesn't charge at her right away to give her a chance to move on her own. Granted, she might be in need for some additional moving around anyway.]

Nun schtopp fooling araund und get zhat large Arsch of yours in motion, Fräulein!

Ah. There we go. See, when you say it, it sounds much more ugly. German is a rather ugly language in general though...

[Was she insulting his native tongue? Indeed. Nothing could compare to the language of ~~GLORIOUS NIPPON~~ Japan. Clearly this is how Pyro thought and it wasn't unnatural. She was always taught that any language other then her own was only to be used to know the enemy. Now that that period of time had passed, it seemed a little different.]

I doubt you fight just because you have to. Killing is a lot more fun then healing. don't you agree? Sometimes I just get so excited I want to play with my prey, forever.

[This was not the state of someone who was a well-rounded individual.

Pyro fought to burn things. That was the main point to this job to her. Watch her specimen burn slowly...even better. Those sorts of things. The salary had little importance. Money could only provide little amusement to her, it was best when she burnt a pile of it just to see the flames change color so differently then on other objects.]

Hmmm?

[Scratching her head a little, she didn't seem to want to charge but she did keep her axe raised with one hand.]

But if I move first again, I'll probably chop your neck to shreds. If your head is removed from your body, you cannot recover. As in--you will probably be dead for good. I don't kill REDs...even if it's tempting at times.

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[He laughed sharply at that.]

Tha! At least it ist very direct und efficient und does not put several meanings into a single vord!

[Readjustic his grip onto his weapon, he turned a bit as well, still waiting for her to make a move.]

Vezher I agree vizh you or not ist none of your business. Doch ich bin nicht dein Opfer.

[He just doesn't admit he's actually agreeing with her, yes.]

Now get moving, Pyro! You still haff to hit mein head!

Aha...you know that about Japanese? I suppose it is strange for an outsider if they had the same word mean paper and god or hospital and hair salon...

[Could he try sticking to one language? ~~Not that she did the same thing.~~ Really all that German just sounded like "I'M SAYING SOMETHING MEAN AND IT SOUNDS UGLY" to her.]

Fine. But after I win? Your dead body has to play with Hana, nicely.

[Notice how she added nicely there. No being creepy or doing experiments on her. That's what she wanted for her win.

Pyro may have been a bigger lady, but she still moved quickly. Running towards Medic at full speed, the woman was going to have to play a little dirty.

As she advanced near Medic's front side, Pyro raised her axe about halfway to Medic's side as if she were going to aim for there. Hoping he would react, if he did--he might notice that there was no clang of metal between their two weapons. The sneaky Pyro had jumped to the side and was now quickly rearranging to tear into his throat with her axe getting dangerously close.

It was just a trick, really. Not so dirty.]

[Snort.]

I vould not count on it, voman.

[Medic raised his saw vhen Pyro approached and indeed fell for her little trick. But he still managed to react anyway. Maybe not in time to get away entirely, but enough to safe his sorry throat at least by jerking his arm up and around. So instead of getting her target, the axe rather embedded itself into the man's shoulder and upper arm, causing him to drop his own weapon in the progress.

It was painful, yes. Though Medic wouldn't let something like this put him down. Producing an angry as well as pained sound, he jerked his arm back in her direction, axe still stuck within his flesh in an attempt to disarm her as well and make a grab for one of her wrists with his still uninjured hand as he proceeded to spin around.]

[He would get a hold of her wrist, but he would find it very pinned down to the axe's wooden handle and refusing to be removed. Pyro was using all her strength right now because there was something very important at stake for her. It wasn't just her life, Hana was involved in this game too. She had been the first child who hadn't been horribly frightened of her looks and didn't seem to mind playing with Pyro. In a sense, Pyro got to relive her childhood the right way. As a woman stuck with a childlike mentality at times, maybe she thought she would finally be cured from dreading those earlier years of her life...

Glaring up at Medic, she hissed through clenched teeth as she shook away her thoughts. She could think about whatever happened later. What was important was that she won.]

I'm not letting go. Either submit or have your arm removed from your body. I know of your abilities, if I let go--you will just heal up soon. It is rather annoying.

[The man responded with a hiss on his own. He couldn't regenerate around an object stuck in his flesh or regrow an entire limb. The blood pouring from this wound got soaked into his coat and slowly dyed the white fabric red. Medic attempted to jerk himself free once more.]

Ach! Do not be stupid, Pyro! I am not going to make zhis--

[He flinched in mid-sentence as the blade just went in deep enough to grind over some bone. Medic could also feel his regeneration picking up in an attempt to take care of the wound. The bloodflow accelerating, his own heartrate picking up pace. But it won't help with this. Growling, he let go of her hand and balled his hand into a tight fist.]

Not zhis easy.

[And he leashed out with his fist, attempting to punch her right in the face now.]

[She wasn't expecting a fist fight.

With her axe coming out of Medic's wound with her, Pyro fell backwards onto the ground and began tumbling in the dirt. By the time she stopped, she let out a painful sounding groan.

He had hit her on the left side of the cheek hard enough to make it began bruising. With a cough. the woman raised her head and spit out blood before looking up at him. Any harder he would of put into that punch would of knocked out a few teeth.]

[Hissing through grit teeth when the axe was jerked out of his arm and shoulder, Medic took a couple of steps away from Pyro and pressed his good hand onto the bleeding wound. This would take at least until tomorrow to fully heal.

Pyro still had her axe and two well arms and hands to swing that thing.Otherwise the man had considered to just go over there and kick her.

Quickly he scanned the area for his dropped weapon. He better got that back when he wanted to have a chance against that axe.]

[Standing up and regaining her posture. Pyro stared at the man quietly before spitting on the ground again.

That axe of hers had left a rather sickly looking wound. What a shame, huh? Too bad he wouldn't give up. She assumed it had something to do with both hating her and that losing to a woman would be particularly embarrassing for him.

While she could of went and sprinted for the ubersaw, the woman found no interest in doing so. Right now, Medic was starting to look a little pathetic.

Taking a cigarette she had slid behind her ear, Pyro shoved it in her mouth and quickly lit up with a lighter from her pocket. Thinking a little on the way the battle had progressed, she finally exhaled out a large cloud of smoke from her nose.]

...

A real man knows when the battle is over.

Edited 2011-05-26 08:57 (UTC)

You expect me to just give up?

[How dare she feel so certain about this even? Medic's eyes went back to his saw on the ground, calculating the distance. He couldn't be entirely sure if he'd make it before that woman got her axe into his back. Also, he was still loosing blood.

Shaking his head angrily, he growled.]

Unmöglich.

[Yes. Medic did have an issue with loosing to women. Even if he wasn't exactly meant to be fighting on his own in the first place. It just wasn't right.]

[Pyro started to laugh, but it was no way to tease Medic. She was just having fun and feeling happy despite her own injuries.]

You don't have to word if that way if you don't want to. Silly man, just realize what is happening here!

An offensive class against a support class. Even if you have your regenerative abilities and speed, Sensei will have difficulties.

But, you know...I'm really surprised! You made me bleed twice, so you should feel great about that! You did good. You're not really so weak. If your practice harder, maybe someday you can beat me!

[As she spoke, she still observed him to see if he'd try to move towards his saw. He might feel that getting killed while battling her was more proper then losing to her.]

Don't forget. There's no respawn on.

Ist your only intention hier to mock me?!

[He snarled back angrily, fingers digging painfully into his own wound. And he made a sharp turn on his heel before stomping off towards his weapon, muttering towards himself.]

Das muss ich mir nicht anhören!

[Deciding to simply ignore her, he marched over to the übersaw and crouched down to pick up the blade.]

[Was he really going for that damned saw again? Pyro had about two options here. Tell him she was no longer interested in fighting and flee the scene or tackle him from behind.

Which sounded funner? Defiantly tackling this man from his backside perked her up a little more.]

Sorry, Sensei...

[Speaking barely above a whisper, Pyro began to charge at him at full speed. As he was crouching down to pick up his blade, Medic might feel the heavy weight of a woman landing on top of him.]

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