Angel in the shower (for Darius)

Courtney grunted as he punched her in the stomatch, and felt something metallic brush against her shirt."Brass knuckles", she thought and frowned. As she felt him change his stance for another punch, she quickly grabbed his arm and stood straight up. She lifted him and flung him down the hallway, making sure his side would impact a bench full-on.

Sven snarled as he was thrown across the hall, heading straight for the neck. Instead of slamming into it like Courtney hoped, he instead hopped onto it and turned to face her from his new vantage point. "You like?" he asked, brining up his brass knuckles. "Many a person has been knocked out with these."

Courtney didnt say anything as Sven showed off his new thing to help himself, but only got down into her stance. She glanced over at Angel, knocked out cold, bruised and beaten, her small, doll-like face twisted in pain."I will make him pay for what he did", she thought sadly then looked back over at Sven, her eyes narrowed."What's your name, if I lose this fight, I'd like to know the man that forced me to lose", she said evenly.

"I ain't telling you shit," Sven sneered, pounding his armed fist into his open palm. "You're just gonna have to know me as the guy who kicked your ass!" Sven leapt off the bench and grinned. "Now let's do this!!" And then he'd rush Courtney head on, rearing his brass knuckled fist back to nail her in the face.

Courtney frowned."Hpmf", she grunted and jumped back, landing gracefully, avoiding the punch, getting back into her stance."Since Im quite positive I will win, I'll tell you my name so you can get your revenage", she said, flicking her hair out of her face."Courtney Satasori, room 415-b, locker 661", she said and smirked."The woman who is going to end your abuse on women", she added.

"Oh, you've got it backwards, bitch," Sven growled at Coutney. "Women abused me." He would once agine rush in, throwing several punches at Courtney's face.

Courtney frowned at his answer."Than this is not the answer to your problems", she said and watched as he ran towards her aiming a punch to her face. Courtney could be very fast when she wanted to, and was very smart. She looked at his fist, calculated where it would land, and dodged to the side, avoiding each punch she talked-something about this man told her fighting wouldnt be the answer."There is a way we can end this without violence!", she yelled as she ducked under a punch."We can talk about this!", she said as she jumped to the left, avoiding another punch."Listen! I dont want to fight you! I want to talk!", she yelled, this time letting a punch just barely miss her, she grabbed his arm, and grabbed the other, and forced him to look her in the eyes."Listen! Give me a second!", she said, pushing her anger aside for reasoning. This man needed help, not more fighting.

Sven grunted and yelled as he thew his punches, but each onr missed Courtney. He grinned darkly at her as she restained him, but he was not in a talking mood. While she held his arms, his knee would suddenly shoot up and nail Courtney right in the crotch.

Courtney grunted when he nailed her right in the crotch. She breathed in, but never loosened her grip on his wrists."Listen, Im not going to fight you until we talk about this", she said cooly at him."It's way to obvious that you need help", she said."Please", she asked.

Sven grit his teeth in frustration as Courtney still held him. Anyone else would have done down after a shot to the crotch like that. She still anted to hold him like this, she was going to see who she was dealing with. He would send another brutal knee strike straight to her crotch, and then he'd rear his head back to slam into Courtney's face for a headbutt.