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Post by acuya on Mon Feb 11, 2019 6:04 pm

It was, indeed, a good punch. Sin could partly blame it landing on her inattention, the fact that she just plain hadn’t expected the blow, but that wouldn’t be all true. Tae Kwon Do focused on kicks, but that didn’t mean it neglected the rest of the body. It was easy to forget that, sometimes. She’d even used similar tactics herself, though they were far from her bread and butter.

Cagey. Smart. Fierce. Zoey had just proved that had some real bite to her, which might’ve seemed like a good thing on the surface - but only there. For anyone else, it would’ve made her look competent. To Sin’s eyes, however, it made her out to be worthy prey.

No more hiding, no more pretending. It was time to feed.

Sin’s kick landed flush and clean, striking right where she intended to and getting the desired effect. She could’ve followed up on it, doubled up with a quick kick to Zoey’s face, but that would’ve been less interested. Instead, in the hazy half-second that followed, she took a step back, eyes locked on her opponent’s every expression. She’d have an inkling of what she was dealing with now, and that was where things started sparking. Would she retreat? Ask for mercy, want a timeout? Not that either tactic would work, but they could be fun in their own ways.

No, no, no. Sin saw the fury in Zoey’s eyes, that searing fire, and she knew what was about to happen, likely before Zoey’s body got the message. She came at her, arms wide, her face open, giving Sin so many options that she almost wasted the moment through sheer indecision. A simple snap kick to the neck would shut her down. She could drop back, open her legs, catch her in a scissorhold - that would be fun, but maybe it was better to save that sort of thing for later.

In the end, she decided the poetic approach was the best, as she spun about, shot her leg out, and sent her heel shooting towards the center of Zoey’s face, slicing through the air with a spinning back kick.

She stepped into it.

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Post by Berial on Fri Feb 22, 2019 11:46 pm

‘What’s the worst that could happen?’ Zoey didn’t really believe in karma, but she swore if that stuck-up bitch was listening, she was relishing every second that thought as it passed through Zoey’s head.

The lunge didn’t seem like all that bad a plan on paper. Sin was quick on her feet, knew how to use the legs, and Zoey just so happened to have been put in a position that let her face that issue head-on. Even if she could stand, it’s not like her opponent was going to just let her. Whether she liked it or not, the heat was turning up, and the Korean-American had two choices. Leap out of the pot, or get boiled alive.

Leap Zoey did.

Down Zoey went.

Sin kicked her, got her flush, but the Zoey was only really aware of that a moment or two after it happened. The second her heel smacked into the bridge of her nose, the entire room carrying the fleshy echo from corner to corner, everything went black. Her body folded back like an accordion, slinking back at a horrible angle before falling right flat on her face. Still. Not moving.

But luck did her a solid, and she was able to keep some amount of consciousness with her. She clung on to it, bit down hard and did her best not to let it slip through her fingers for a precious few seconds before the world slowly came back into the light. Her cheek was pressed to the ground and everything seemed a bit hazier than before. Her head weighed a million tons as she tried to raise it, but could only muster the energy to roll onto her forehead instead, looking at the blank canvas. She didn’t need her fingers to tell that she was bleeding. The cut had opened and left a nice smear on the canvas and her face. She could feel it sticking to her skin. She flicked her tongue over her lip, and the taste of iron complemented what felt like a running river inside of her nostril. She could still breath through it though, so by some miracle her nose hadn’t been broken.

That sort of deduction probably would have warranted the end of things. A hand raised in surrender. At least a break.

Zoey’s body didn’t let her do that. It ignored the danger signals, the terror seeping through her veins, and started to push with shaking hands and wobbly arms against the canvas until she was up to one knee. Once she got there, she’d go to rise again, stumbled, then keep going.

And she didn’t even know why.

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Post by acuya on Tue Feb 26, 2019 8:21 pm

In the instant that her foot collided with Zoey’s face, Sin had an instant regret - she should’ve recorded this. She could’ve set up her phone on that little table by the door, propped it up with a book or something, and gotten as much of this as she could for posterity’s sake. A way to immortalize it. If for no other reason than to record that sound.

How many people had Sin kicked in the face? Hundreds. Maybe thousands. She could probably remember them all if she tried, but counting them up would’ve taken far more time than she cared. She couldn’t remember any of those impacts making a sound nearly as sweet as the sonorous crack that came from Zoey’s face.

So crisp. So loud. So sharp. It was a shame that echo was the last she’d hear of it - but there would be other chances.

Sin stepped back, canting her head to the side as she watched Zoey, studying her, a cat with her struggling mouse. This was usually the part where they started begging, asking her to let them take a break, call an ambulance, that sort of thing - not that she ever went along with it, but she’d grown accustomed to the pattern. Zoey, however, was different. Maybe the kick had just left her too loopy for coherent thought, maybe she didn’t have a penchant for that to begin with. Whatever the case, she was rising up as if she was ready to fight. As if she still had a chance.

Stupid. Senseless. Sexy. As Zoey tried to rise, Sin stepped forward, pressing her body up against her rising opponent. She reached up and took her fellow Korean by the head, caressing her skull, running gentle fingers through her hair as their eyes met. A dark, hungry gaze to meet a dazed, pale stare. Seeing all the life and determination this woman had. Her potential. Her strength.

Sin dipped her head, just enough to press her lips against an ear, lashing at it with her tongue before she spoke. ”Do you know what you are, Zoey?”

Before she could get answer - if one was coming at all - Sin pulled her leg back and shot it forward, sinking her knee deep into Zoey’s stomach, seeing just how hard those abs were. A move to knock the wind out of her, to maim, but keep her conscious. She wanted them both wide awake for all of this.


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Post by Berial on Fri Mar 01, 2019 6:46 pm

This worked out fine in Zoey’s head. There wasn’t all that much to it after all. Seemed pretty harmless.

Oh, not her attack. Not that, in hindsight, really stupid ass attempt at turning the tables.

She meant the spar. In general. The whole thing. Even now, she could hardly piece together how things had turned this fucked up.

Sin was quicker than her, smarter than her, more relaxed. Zoey understood all of that from their tiny exchange and didn’t expect it to change between the ropes. But they were also from the same school, cut from the same cloth. Unlike her other opponents, she figured she should have been able to at least read what was coming her way, understand it. She was coming into this with an advantage. She always stepped into the ring to win, but at worst she saw a draw happening here. A hard stalemate between two students of the same school with the vague promise of a rematch one day. No matter what happened, she could take Sin.

So what the fuck happened?

Even Zoey’s own brain was finding trouble piercing that answer together. Mostly because it was going haywire as she sputtered and stumbled on her uneasy ascent from the floor. Drops of blood fell from the tips of her nose leaving a head full of air. She felt weightless, unsure, only vaguely aware for a brief instant that she was still in a match. The second that feeling passed, she blinked once and took a deep breath, only stopping in her rise for a second. Already, her head was coming up with some excuse to keep going. She already knew. The second Sin saw the blood, she was going to have a fit. Maybe scream, maybe pass out. She was going to say they should stop, that she should go to the nurse, get it looked at, take things easy, postpone until later.

Fuck that. A rookie was not taking her out of the game, and Zoey sure as hell wasn’t letting her leave feeling sorry about it. They were finishing it. The failing Korean-American had no idea how, still plenty glassy-eyed and sluggish. Maybe appeal to her good nature, maybe feign injury, play dumb and chalk it up to training, but it was going to happen. She was the master here. The fucking master.

And the world, in all its endless cruelty, let her keep on thinking that. Right up until Sin pulled her up, and got real close.

Like...really fucking close. Zoey’s first instinct was to lean back, get some space from that minty-fresh breath she felt washing over on her. She opened her mouth to say something...but then she saw the eyes. Those eyes. Purple and wide, chaos incarnate, bearing down on her with a hungry gaze that thickened the air like a morbid bog. Her dreary eyes slowly sparked with a hint of life as she stared back into those malevolent orbs. She tried to look away, but she couldn’t. Her eyes wouldn’t move. Not an inch. Not a twitch. She was caught. Spellbound. Wriggling in the spider’s web as the heated word against her ear sent a chill down her spine and sapped the freedom from her body, every slight movement, every defiant twitch of the finger reduced to nothing.

Was she still on the ground? Was her mind playing tricks?

The knee to her gut gave a harsh response. Zoey collapsed like a folding chair, instantly hitting the ground at the woman’s feet completely breathless with one eye shut tight, the other staring at the hazy ground beneath her. It had to concentrate on something. Her body curled up beneath her as her hands wrapped around her stomach and her forehead pressed to the ground, wheezing and rasping in some jumbled mix of speech and near hyperventilation.

“S...st…” She gagged and coughed. Another word and she might throw up. She thought to raise a hand, give Sin a sign to stop, but her body wouldn’t let it leave her stomach.

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Post by acuya on Sat Mar 09, 2019 6:02 am

There it was. There was the fear. For a moment, Sin worried if it had really taken hold - oh, she was sure that Zoey had the primal fear going, that same fight-or-flight experience that everyone picked up in moments like this. That was simple enough to get, it was where most people went to when they were getting kicked around. Simple, yes, and tasty enough, but it was almost too easy to get. A cat could get that sort of fear from a mouse.

No, the best fear came when her prey was coherent enough to think, to ask themselves questions. Why were they here? Why was this happening to them? What was she going to do next? It was that sort of fear that could build on itself, grow worse without her doing anything. That was the fear she treasured, and Zoey was rife with it.

The scent of blood was growing, mixed with the sweat, creating that heady, enthralling scent that she’d been without for too long. Did she lock the door when they came in? Maybe. She couldn’t remember, but it wouldn’t matter at this point. Nothing was stopping this.

The knee sunk in deep and did its work, folding Zoey over like a deck of cards, cutting through her core. Then came all the expected sounds - the gasping, the gagging, the unfinished pleas that Sin would be ignore. Humming a random tune under her breath, Sin strolled around her friend’s failing, fallen body, striding on the balls of her feet all the way, dainty and graceful and without a care in the world. Lifting one of her long, lean legs up, she stood above Zoey’s waist, only taking in the view for a moment before she dropped down.

Sin draped her body over Zoey’s like’s a cape, wrapping her arms around the woman’s neck and her legs around the woman’s waist. It was a soft caress, loving and warm - but firm. Strong. Growing stronger.

”You’re weak.” She whispered into Zoey’s ear, her hushed voice echoing through the room. ”You’ve always been weak. You talk a big game, but I’ve seen you fight. Power, potential, skill, you’ve got the tools - but a tool’s worth nothing if you don’t know to use it.”

Her grip tightened now, bringing out her power. Her legs surged, bearing down on Zoey’s ribs, threatening to break them with every squeeze. Her arm closed in on the throat, wringing it tight, making her work for every breath - but not too much. Keeping her right on the edge. Just conscious enough to realize what was happening, but not enough to do anything about it.

”You’re tough, but so is a punching bag. That’s what women like me use you for. That’s why doing this is so satisfying. You keep fighting, keep surviving, like you buy into your own bullshit. It makes proving you wrong so…” Sin slid her lap along Zoey’s backside, enjoying the curve with a long stroke. ”...so satisfying. You’re the gift that keeps on giving.”

She ran her tongue along Zoey’s neck as she continued to squeeze, then dug in with her teeth, nibbling here and there. ”But it doesn’t have to be that way, Zoey. You know that, right?”

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Post by Berial on Tue Mar 26, 2019 12:47 am

Zoey wasn’t stupid, contrary to public opinion.

She was Salutatorian back in high school. Wasn’t exactly top of her class in university, but made the student council, kept well above the rest at the bottom. She knew people, knew how to read the room, and, most importantly, she knew when she was being played.

The sirens weren’t there at first, of course. She was getting her ass kicked up and down the ring, and it might have shamed her to admit she’d been growing something of a tolerance to the feeling, but that was what fighting was. Took some and gave some. Pick yourself up, dust off, kick their ass harder.

That’s not what this felt like, not after Sin nearly kicked her off in one fell swoop. Her body fell like a sack of bricks, her limbs turned to jello, and everything wouldn’t stop bleeding. But the worst part was her “partner.” Sin didn’t seem to give a single solitary fuck about how Zoey was doing, didn’t voice an ounce of concern for her fallen friend or whatever head trauma she may have suffered. No, if anything, she seemed to enjoy it. She circled the Korean-American like a hyena on the savannah. She met Zoey with a voice dripping in malice and ecstasy, two things Zoey had become uncomfortably familiar with since joining AFW.

Whatever this was, whatever Sin was up to, she wasn’t down for it. Zoey had to pull the plug.

She had just found the strength to move her hand away from her stomach, raising it high above her head to make it clear she was tapping out when her body suddenly snatched control away from her. It had bigger problems now, like the arm around her neck, like the steel cables clamping around her ribcage, and her mind couldn’t decide which to tackle first. Zoey went into a slight frenzy. Her hands went everywhere, smacking all around her body in a panic. She gasped and choked, sputtered and reeled. Blood squeezed out from her body dripped from her nose and pooled to the floor. The fear set in and only then could she wrangle back some control over her body. Her hands went to pulling the arms away from her throat, pouring every inch of energy she still had in her to get free.

But that was almost impossible to focus on with the hushed words being whispered into her ear, interrupting her thoughts, fucking with her head. She was hearing more in them now, the sound of Sin’s true colors coming unraveled. Somewhere in the back of her mind, Zoey knew something like this was in store. She knew what AFW was like, what fighting really meant to these people, but above all, she knew herself. Why would she listen to this woman? Why would she accept this spar? Why was she even here right now?

This wasn’t her. She didn’t rely on people. She didn’t 'need guidance'. She was Zoey Jae Oh. She should have told this bitch to fuck off. Stick it where it fits.

Nope. She got lured by honeyed words and a pretty face. She hadn’t even realized. She’d been defanged. Humbled.

So fucking stupid.

Stupid.

Stupid.

Zoey shivered, feeling that tongue at her neck now, a chilling reminder of just how long she’d gone without any real sexual contact. Not since...well, that doctor. But reliving that memory was the last thing she needed right now. She gritted her teeth and pulled against the arm at her neck.

“...fuck….fuck are you...talking about?” She pulled down on the arm again, trying to muster some more breathing room, but if anything she just made it worse for herself. Sin’s arm tightened closer around her. Their warm bodies only came closer and closer, slowly molding them into one. “Just...get off me…”

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