First Encounter (Roy/Open)

[Adam Silver]

Adam had a daily occurrence of being in the wrong place at the wrong time, though he rarely banked upon large instrumental changes to the system that made up this school nor that which made up his life all of it seemed rather pedestrian. Thats right the whole lot of it was teeming with silly fraternizing conflicts one after the other and while Adam prided himself on being a successful fighter he rarely fought with a set of rules. It was much more an all out brawl, always.

So setting aside the boy's major ADD it'd be nice for him to gather some structure, some base towards his natural fighting skill. Then again contemporary battling on the streets it was best for him to remain as he was, a force to be reckoned with.

So As today instrumentally followed Adam was carting himself about the school yard, a narcissistic pace about the front of the school holding his rib cage together. No he hadn't gone to the doctors why? Because he was a stubborn ass. He had however bound them so that there was no noticeable pain whilst moving lest he'd been hit there repeatedly. So more or less he was very lopsided in action protective of his core which every fighter should be... though perhaps not as flinchy.

He would stretch and then freeze making a clenched face in pain when his ribs had been stretched too far. Yes Adam was going to be in this condition for a while before things began getting better.

[Roy Atenwood]

"Hey, you okay?"

The guy just plain LOOKED hurt. The flinching and grimacing in pain when he stretched was further evidence.

Roy smirked. He wouldn't get a very good fight out of this guy if push came to shove, that was for sure. He wasn't the type to play hero these days, but this guy just tugged his poor little heartstrings.

He reached into his black leather jacket and pulled out a pack of smokes, taking and lighting one before holding the pack out to the young man to see if he wanted one, trying his best to actually be polite. Roy hadn't been nice to another dude in ages, most of his interaction with the males of this school having been overblown fights that wouldn't have been out of place in a low budget action flick.

"You look like you should go to the hospital. Want a smoke?"


Roy smirked, waiting for the answer. If this guy didn't go to the hospital willingly, Roy just might force him.

[Adam Silver]

OOC: I'll make it up to you next round

Adam had looked up from the position by the locker, a hand positioned just over his hip to covertly suggest that he was fine. Though there was a slight twinge of pain when he turned, his beaten ribs compacted from the prior day.

"You look like you should go to the hospital. Want a smoke?"

Eyes would trail up and down the boy across from him concerning him only a brief moment until the words correlated in his head. Smokes, that was about all that was important to him right now hospitals didn't exactly stick well in his mind unless it was necessary.

"Yea I'd kill for one."

Adam would give a brief smirk extending his other free hand his index and ring finger jutted out in suggestion to hand over a cig.

[Roy Atenwood]

Roy handed over a cig, noting the other man's pain as he moved. The guy must have been hurt badly. Roy didn't know if he liked this guy or not, yet, but fighting him right now would be no fun.

Even though Roy didn't actively seek fights, he had been getting in a lot with weaklings lately, and he didn't want to continue the trend. It made him look like he picked on the weak. Which he didn't. He didn't defend them, hadn't been that pertentious since he was seventeen, but he still didn't prey on them.

Preying on the weak was for losers.

"What happened to your ribs?"

Starting to think like THAT again. I need a fucking drink.

He was really trying hard not to be a goody goody again. It just caused too much trouble. Stick to the law, in most cases. You'll do just fine.

Other than kicking someone's ass to get him to the hospital, if need be. Rib injuries could be nasty.

[Adam Silver]

Adam glared the guy quickly up and down as he took the cig sticking it between his lips carefully taking a seat by some steps. An arrogant glare on his features as he pulled the cig free and spat at the ground by his feet.

"What happened to your ribs?"

"Wut? Nothing...."

Adam would press for that fact as he leaned forward looking at the guy extending out his left hand with a coaxing gesture as if asking for a light. His stare prolonging for a few minutes growing more impatient at the return stare.

Assuming if he didn't let down and react normally in agreement to Adam he'd bound up from his spot and get in Roy's face arrogantly.

"What okay so I got in a fight you want a piece?"

His chest would be puffed out and ribs would be stationary absent of pain as he moved. Hands would be out at his side making him appear far bigger than he actually was. Like a bear.

[Roy Atenwood]

"Easy now. I don't want to hurt you too bad."

Roy laughed. This guy was a riot. He wouldn't light the guy's smoke for him,after he had spit at his feet like that. One punch to this guy's core would likely be enough to topple him, in this condition. But Roy would fight if he had to.

To respond to the man puffing himself up, he simply laughed.

"You're hurt, don't try to act all tough."

Roy was pretty sure he didn't like this guy. He seemed like an ass. He was pretty sure he wouldn't get hmi to the hospital without a fight, though. Why he still wanted to get him to hte hospital was anyone's guess, since the guy was an ass, but once Roy got an idea into his mind, it wasn't easily dislodged.

"Heh...."

At this point, Roy decided to go for broke and throw a right hook directly at the guy's chest. He wasn't above fighting dirty to get his point across.

[Adam Silver]

Already he was set on edge. The boy across from him taking the necessary steps to gawk and laugh at him or at least his general direction, as his mind developed the information however it quickly became clear to him that the two would clash. Flicking the end of his cig Adam grew impatient as the boy suggested he not 'act' tough. Truth was he was tough so he didn't need to act. Puffed up still Adam took a half step back prepared for the inevitable onslaught. HE knew if they had broke out into a fight that Adam would ultimately have to crush this boy into oblivion to get his point across, with his ribs in such a condition he'd have to rely upon wrapping his foe up. His core having been the basis of his strength this would be inevitable difficult.

"Heh..."

There it came the hook, no doubt off the bat the boy was faster than him though the problem with hooks were, they were finisher moves and easy to be seen in advance. Where Adam lacked in intelligence he made up for in fight experience and perception and a hook was an easy evasion.

Problem was, Adam wasn't the dodging type. Rather than dodging Adam Extending his left arm out and downward at an angle as if forming a turkey wing, the fore arm cocked as such it'd catch his forearm rather than the force of the fist thus stopping it mid strike. Applying such a move straight off would leave Adam face to face with the boy. With a jerk Adam would head butt Roy right in the face. Assuming he didn't block it and his trajectory would stumble back a step Adam would step forward as if going to catch him but rather his hands would come up to his chest and apply a light but pressing force to his chest, Adam's left foot locking behind Roy's to trip him back on his ass. If such occurred Adam would be between his legs in a sense and like a douchbag he'd have no problem kicking the boy when he was down. However man code deemed the groin was off limits. However his inner thigh was not. A strike here would immobilize the muscle to one of his legs for a brief period and so Adam would choose his right.

Or

If Roy had done as most people did which is stay sturdy and return the blow, as expected things would turn out differently yet very much the same. The force of their heads would collide forcefully with a twang and rather than risk another rib shot Adam would fire and uppercut right fist into Roy's jaw no doubt disrupting his sight to and angle where Adam would duck out of the line of sight sliding his right foot out between the boy's feet and fire a downward fist into the boy's upper thigh right next to the groin ending in the same damage. As he'd go down Adam would bring his left elbow up into Roy's chin forcefully.

[Roy Atenwood]

Roy knew a hook would be easy to evade of grab.

That was what he had been banking on. Years of experience fighting at 552 and 259 had taught him to fight dirty. If you wanted to win, you thought ahead and used every frickin tool at your disposal. Including a stupid opponent with cracked ribs.

What Roy did next defied both intelligence and stupidity. He headbutted the headbutt coming at him, busting open the heading cut on his eyebrow, but otherwise not registering the pain shooting through his head. He would have time to hurt later, after all.

Next, he would launch a quick jap with his left hand, directly at the guy's hurt ribcage, while simultaniously kicking the man in the balls with his left leg. Twice.

If the kicks to the balls didn't land, he would try to kick the man in the side with his right foot. But seeing as he was punching and kicking at the same time, it was likely block one or the other, not both at once.....

[Adam Silver]

OOC: Trip move not acknowledged Auto-hit? if not pm or msg me

Face to face with his opponent he'd feel the splitting pain in his head however the time to react was limited using such a force to blow his strikes the foot work would be the exact same as had been mentioned prior however using the blow from their heads Adam would retract back being on the losing side of the two forces bouncing back and drawing his left leg back however stepping up with his right.

In doing this motion the jab from his opponent would now be in his arm pit rather than directly on his ribs which was much appreciated. Rolling outwards with the blow Adam would appear shoulder to shoulder with Roy, his arm now locked up under his pit as he rolled out evading the kicks to his balls.

As soon as this had occurred Adam's right knee would fire back into the back of Roy's left leg, a force by which would send both boys to their knees however Adam would be in a slightly higher position. With his right arm still locked around Roy's there'd be no further use of it here however his left hand would jerk across his chest and up into Roy's cheek. It'd be an easy enough shot however being across his own body it'd have limited strength more so to send a message than anything else maybe make his foe flinch away and second guess his opponent.

[Roy Atenwood]

"Heh."

As soon as the knee contacted the back of Roy's knee, he went down to hsi knees without resisting. He knew he'd be more hurt if he resisted it, and mabe playing into this guy's assault would create an opening. Roy wasn't afraid to fight dirty, after all. An opening of any sort would work.

The blow to the cheek didn't really hurt much, or throw Roy off at all. Yeah, he got hit, big fucking deal. It happened all the time, even among his friends.

What Roy hadn't been expecting was an opening so soon. Yeah, his hands were a bit busy, but that's not what he was talking about. As the hand pulled away frmo his cheek he bit the other man's arm. Hard. He wouldn't bite long, but it was enough of a bite to freak just about anyone out. He would then attempt to roll forward, breaking Adam's hold on him.

That is, if he was suprised by the bite. If he wasn't, Roy would would try and slam his head into Adam's again, and wait for another opening.

[Adam Silver]

Still in their positions Adam felt satisfied with the position he was in, with his back to Roy there was a very small window in which Roy would have any opportunity whatsoever to make a strike on the very fragile ribs that were still recovering so in this battle Adam had to play to his strengths of them was the ground and pound. Here and now they were already floored to their knees and Adam was in prime position to crush his foe without the leniency that'd not been given to him. Quickly his left arm would prime again for another strike this time rearing his elbow to thrust back into Roy's ribs.

*Crunch*

the sudden bite on his arm would startle him evidently, sure he'd fought girls who bit but this was a dude. Biting was for sissy fighters. Yelping slightly Adam would flinch startling his movements resisting now and not letting his elbow thrust back into Roy however instead it'd come forward. Flat palming the ground for forward support so that Roy wouldn't be pushing him down on his face anytime soon Adam was prepared for his next move.

Moving his right arm up and over his head, he'd grab the back of Roy's neck and shirt enough of a handful that he could use the leverage of Adam's back to roll the boy over his head and onto the back of his cranium. Using the left hand to support his toss Adam would drop forward pulling with all his strength into slamming the boy headfirst into the ground.