Round 1: The Big Guy

[Demi Smith]

The guy had to be about three times the size of the scrawny girl facing him. That didn't stop her from smirking, though said smirk had nearly been buried under a thick layer of mud and dust. Her arms were folded across her apparently scrawny chest, though anyone with training would recognize her body loosening in preparation.

“what's the matter? Are you so tainted that you don't even know you're being insulted? You're a disgrace to being a mutant: a fat ugly being that shouldn't be allowed to pass on his genes,” said the girl, leaning forward slightly. “And I'm going to kick your butt in about three seconds.”

She smirked then, shifting her feet. The ground around her seemed to slide slightly, and Demi was hoping that she could better control her Flow this time. The last time she'd tried this, with another student, they'd flicked their wrist and her entire Flow had gotten thrown off. There hadn't really been a fight then, because the person had walked off, leaving Demi shouting while she slipped and slopped about in a puddle of mud. Demi could feel the ground beneath her feet clinging better to her this time, and she was pretty sure that she could manage a good solid mud kick, at the very least. She was already planning out several moves.

Idiot had to move first. “What's the matter?” Demi called, throwing her fear into anger and taunts, as she'd of course been trained to do. “Are you worried that your Flow is weaker than mine? It certainly is, which is why I'm going to be kicking your butt. I'm thinking four moves, and at least one of them,” she pulled back her hand, concentrating, pulling dirt off her skin to form a little cloud. It wouldn't much besides create some grit, but hey, that was something right, “Involves me punching you in the face until you cry. So c'mon already, I'm getting bored here!”

[Torbjørn Hansen]

Torbjørn stood in place, shifting his weight from side-to-side, his arms hanging loosely down by his sides as he watched the smaller girl in front of him. He wasn't sure how, or why it had happened, but it seemed as if he was going to be fighting said person. He attempted to make out who he would be fighting, the mud didn't help the fact that he probably didn't know this person... yet. Torb's power did not help him when it came to fighting, not in the slightest. Due to this, he actually spent ample time outside, sparring with others. He needed to be able to fend for himself just in case the time came and he needed to, he didn't want to have people have to look after him. 

Torbjørn wasn't the biggest person, yet he was still probably bigger than most. He did his best to stay in tip-top shape, often working out and running most mornings to help himself wake up. He smirked as the girl fired comments at him, it was all very amusing. Though, as amusing as it was, the fact that she'd kick his butt in three seconds probably was true. It seemed that more recently people that he had fought had powers that could and did; most definitely help them in a fight. He did his best to study the girl, her movements and actions, maybe he could get a hint at what her powers were. He clearly wasn't paying enough attention to the surroundings.

He smirked again as the girl fired off some more comments his way, he finally decided now was the time to speak up. He looked her in the eyes, continuing to study the girl, "You're very, well.." he paused and chuckled a bit, "I'm going to say confident, so please don't disappoint me." There were plenty of things that he could have called the girl, though he had a sense that she was actually capable of what she was saying. He watched as the girl began to form a cloud of dirt. Well that's not very fair, now is it? The blonde thought to himself. Earth manipulation wasn't all that bad to deal with though, there were a couple people that he made sure to stay away from when it came to fighting.

The boy actually laughed when she said she would make him cry, "You see, I don't really do crying. I offer you the best of luck though." He tilted his head side-to-side, popping his neck. This girl clearly wasn't going to stand down. He wasn't sure how old the other girl was, though he assumed she was at least a year or two younger due to her size. This said, he was hoping she hadn't had much training on her powers. "I'm a boring person," he said with a shrug and a smile, "so don't expect much from me." And with that, he closed the space between them and threw the first jab, right at the girls stomach. Maybe he could end the fight before it ever really started...

[Demi Smith]

Idiot, just as Demi figured. His Flow was all off... no, he probably didn't even know about the Flow, just some big, dumb guy who thought that because he was bigger than her and maybe had a cool power, that he could beat her. Demi nearly chuckled as he called himself boring, practically returning her taunts. Like she wasn't going to kick his butt all up and down the freakin' courtyard.

He moved, an obvious jab to her stomach. Demi slid sideways, dodging it. As she did, she snapped her hand up, flinging the handful of dirt directly into the guy's eyes. She could, and seriously thought about, snap her leg up to sweep at the guy's, but she didn't want this fight to be over with that quickly. Plus, Demi still didn't know what power he had. Maybe it was something super cool that could kick her butt. Maybe he, like, could make whirlpools appear or turn into a demon or something. Gotta test a little first, read his Flow; that was part of it all.

"Your Flow is kinda sad,' she told him, wanting to tease it out, figuring that a few taunts should work; they usually did.

[Torbjørn Hansen]

Torb sighed as he rubbed at his eyes, of course the other girl wouldn't make it as easy as he would've liked, that's usually how things worked anyways. He took a moment to clear his eyes, during this time he simply listened to the girl.

He smirked as she called his Flow sad, he didn't exactly know what that was but he felt like he had a solid guess. "I'm sorry," he chuckled, "but I did tell you I was rather boring." He turned to face the girl as he reassessed his situation, most of the results ended up in him losing, but he was used to that. Torb was a tough guy though, he seemingly always managed to get up, even if he fell back down after he got up. He went over possible moves and techniques that he could use to actually hit the girl. He sighed again, if only he had a power that could help in these kind of situations...

He didn't feel like his power was completely useless, but in a combat situation, it most certainly didn't help unless he was fighting a water manipulator. Torb grinned as a plan came swimming through his head, the girl was still fairly young though that wasn't going to make him hold back much, if any at all. He did the same thing he did the first time, he closed the space between him and the girl and jabbed at her stomach, this time watching her movements closely, hopefully she did the same thing she did last time...

[Demi Smith]

"Obviously," Demi said, rolling her eyes. He'd at least moved again, and Demi thought she could see at least some training there. No Flow, nothing really serious, and nothing using power, but this wasn't the first fight the guy had been in either. He did the same thing though; hadn't she already shown that she could totally handle that? This time, she didn't bother to dodge, instead bringing her hand up to slide along his, dropping dirt all along his arm as she did, purposefully shaking it free.

Then Demi focused downward, looking toward the earth. Cobblestones, definitely not a useful thing for her, though technically within her range. Enough that if she focused and twisted hard, which she did, she could... there! The cobblestones would wiggle just a little, would make him move at the very least, and could very possibly cause him to lose his balance completely, which was what Demi was definitely hoping for.

[Torbjørn Hansen]

Torbjørn stumbled as the ground shifted below him. He took what he had learned through his various fights and spun around as he fell on his butt. He began to laugh. This whole scene was very amusing to him, he was getting embarrassed by someone much younger. He stood up and put his hands on his hips, yet he continued to laugh. He grinned at the girl, "Hey now, that wasn't very fair." he teased playfully. He wiped at his brow then glanced at himself, over such a short span of time, he had already managed to get as dirty as he was. He brushed off a bit of the dirt, "Careful now, don't let me have all the fun here." he said with a smirk.

He took a step forward and swiped his shoulder against his nose. He proceeded to take a step forward, now was the time to see what she could do, and himself. He took a quiet deep breath and began again, quicker this time. He threw a punch at the girls left shoulder, with any luck he'd hit but that's not really what he was focused on. Meanwhile, a few seconds after he motion for his punch, he reached out in an attempt to grab the girls hand and pull himself closer. If done successfully he would swing his knee towards her stomach but stop short to slide it behind her leg and sweep her feet from under her. Now, this was the end goal, he didn't actually know if it would work. He often stayed away from getting as close as he was currently trying to due to most of the mutant's powers and such.

[Demi Smith]

Yes, she'd totally gotten him dirty. The fall had helped with that too, since he'd picked up some more of the dust and debris on his body. Not enough for Demi to try some of her cooler moves; she'd have needed him covered in mud or something for that, but enough to give her a bit more of an advantage. He smirked too, and she returned the expression in kind. He moved quicker now, obviously feeling he could.

Demi saw the next punch coming, moving a hand up to slap it away, again purposefully sending some dust and dirt over his arm. She felt his hand reaching for his, and she felt him grabbing onto him. She blew her cheeks out at that, focusing on softening the ground, already guessing at what was coming. Sure enough, his leg went up, taking her feet with her. She landed on the ground, but it practically cuddled her by the time she was there. She reached into the cobblestones, turning to flip herself up, literally pulling the ground up with her. It took a lot of energy, but it meant that she was now flinging a chunk of rock, and, almost as importantly, a lot of dirt and dust right at him.

[Torbjørn Hansen]

Torb frowned as the girl fell, the results were definitely weren't what he was expecting and thus, made him frown. He watched as the girl fell to the ground and withing moments come bouncing back up. The movement was very elegant, in a way that if he wasn't fighting he would take a moment to be impressed. He quickly moved out of the way to avoid the incoming rock then covered his face to avoid the incoming cloud of dirt and dust. He coughed a bit as he swept the dust away from the air. He was covered in at least a little bit of dirt/dust, from head to toe now. He sighed, if this continued for a  while it would take a really long bath to get all of this grime off. Unfortunately, Torb was not in any position to call the shots.

He stayed put and watched the girl, after that previous move, it was confirmed that he would have to wait till she was simply to tired to fight or use her powers. He mentally scolded himself that it had taken this long for him to realize that. He shifted his body to a more defensive stance, and he would wait. He didn't have anything the rest of the day and his powers most likely weren't going to be draining his energy anytime soon, unlike the gal in front of him. He smirked again, "Not bad, but I believe you're running out of moves." The thought of the girl's powers over the dirt that he was covered in completely slipping his mind.

[Demi Smith]

The guy knew how to fight, as Demi kept reminding herself. He'd just woefully underestimated her. Of course she'd have picked a fight against someone who would, and in her own environment as well. She liked the idea of people talking about her having kicked some older guy's butt right out of the gate. And when he talked about her running out of moves, Demi could only bark a laugh.

"Seriously?" she said, quirking a brow. Sure, she was breathing hard now; she couldn't exactly lift a chunk of earth out of the ground and not feel the strain, and she knew she couldn't do that all that more often, but the guy was literally covered in dust and dirt now. Demi shook her hand, scattering some of her own dust, which she then focused on, drawing it into a ball that she rolled. She flicked it at him, jerking her hand at the last minute to splatter more dirt over him. then, she drew her arms wide and pulled, yanking at the dirt she'd left on his cheek, dragging it over his face.

"You can give up any time now," she told him, grinning, barely feeling the strain over the thrill of what she was sure was her immanent victory.

[Torbjørn Hansen]

Torbjørn shrugged with a smirk across his face, "Yes, seriously." He watched as the girl made a ball of dirt and threw it at him, making him even more dirty. He could help but think about what a pain all this would be to wash it all off. He whipped his head to side as dirt was smeared across his face. He wiped the dirt from his eyes and nose but left the rest of it on there. It was always so much fun to fight against new people; one because it was neat to see how various people fought using their powers, two, because it was neat to see how even though people had the same powers, they fought using them differently, and last but not least, the element of suprise-ish that he had. As long as he could maintain calm and not blurt anything out about powers and whatnot, he could always leave them even slightly worried.

Torb chuckled at her comment, "The same goes for you." He began to swipe at the dust, brushing some of it off, "And if I were you, I'd do just that." He said as he winked at the girl, "All this time, and you still haven't managed to find out what my powers are." Even though he didn't actually have any powers fr this, maybe the girl didnt have enough experience to call his bluff. This said, regardless he wasn't going to go down without much of a fight.

[Demi Smith]

Hmm, he wasn't giving up, though Demi supposed that she wouldn't in the same position. She knew exactly what she could, what she arguably should do. Just a gesture and she'd shove the dirt into his mouth and nose, clogging it and possibly creating mud, which was even easier to deal with. It was cruel, it was cheap, but it was effective. Demi hesitated for a moment, staring, wondering. she smirked as she heard his taunt though.

"If your power was any good, you'd have used it by now," she pointed out. She then moved to pull again, and just as she decided to force the clods to start attacking him, she heard a sharp voice cry out. Demi froze mid-position, easily holding the move thanks to training in doing exactly that. She turned toward the voice and was only slightly surprised to see an adult wearing the security uniform hurrying toward them. Demi let out a "tsk" of annoyance.

She then gestured a few times, pinwheeling and focusing, literally sloughing all the dirt and dust off the guy, pulling it toward her. If nothing else, she figured that adding to her protective coat would be good, since she didn't see the security person being all that nice to her. She looked over at him. "You're lucky," she said, her voice hard, "I was just debating whether or not to suffocate you with dirt," every word she spoke said that she not only could, but would without the slightest hesitation.

[Torbjørn Hansen]

Torb chuckled as he watched the guard draw closer from the corner of his eye, "What a bunch of party crashers." he said as he tried to make out which of the many guards it was. He let out a sigh as the girl decided to back down, "Maybe, though maybe I didn't want to ruin your Flow, always good to see how much the new kids can do. Without much or any training at it too." he said genuinely, he didn't know how long the girl had been around, but she was definitely someone that was capable of great things. Torb loved meeting new people and new friends, although he didn't show it often, getting into spars and various quarrels helped him start the interaction, something he wasn't very good at otherwise with people he didn't know.

He nodded, "Why thank you." the blonde said as the girl pulled all the dirt and dust off of him, "That would've been a pain to wash off." He simply shrugged when she said he was lucky she didn't suffocate him, "Ah, I see. Thank you for not doing that." He chewed on his lip as he watched the girl, as he began to think, he didn't even know who she was... "Nice to meet you, I'm Torbjørn, Torbjørn Hansen. I'll surrender and give you this one, so long as you promise to not hold back next time." There would be a next time, he already considered them to be friends. People were different when they were in a fight, even him. He was definitely a bit more mean, though he had recently been working on fighting in a more friendly manner. He knew that if they did indeed fight again, the girl wouldn't hold back and most likely she would have had more training, but Torb wasn't afraid of this, there were plenty of healers around the campus..

Torb actually smiled, one of his more friendlier smiles, "So, until next time then?" Whether or not the girl have him a name or not, he had enough info to find out who she was, it would just take a bit of coaxing one of the staff members. If the girl had any remarks about getting caught, he would do his bet to reassure her that he could take care of them without much or any punishments. At least for her.

[Demi Smith]

"I've had training!" snapped Demi, her eyes flashing. "All the Inherited have, that's why we're better--" she stopped herself, mostly because she realized there were more people about. Their fight had naturally gotten a few people, many of which were realizing that there was an angry little girl, and many more of whom were impressed that the guy she'd essentially challenged for no reason seemed to be taking everything in stride. Demi snorted at the offered name. "That's a stupid name," she said, offering reason for the expression. Her attention drifted from Torbjorn, looking toward the incoming staff, who were, of course, already within range.

"If I don't hold back: I'll kill you," she said coldly, meaning each word. Part of learning the Flow was learning how and when to hold back your abilities. The girl looked up at the security officer as they approached. They'd barely gotten within range before they started talking about breaking it up, punishments and the like. There was something about an "arena" mentioned, which Demi did pay some attention to. As soon as they found out who Demi was and her position, however, they decided that letting her off with a very strict warning and a "don't do it again" was sufficient, with yet another reminder that she could take this sort of thing to the arena.

Demi just sulked through it all, looking like nothing so much as a pouty gremlin, coated in dust and everything.

[Torbjørn Hansen]

Torb nodded, "I can tell, you're quite skilled in the use of your powers. You never know though." He glanced around them as his opponent did, he sighed a bit, he wasn't one for lots of public attention. He chuckled as she called his name stupid, "Why thank you, my mother gave me the name." He didn't enjoy his name either, though he hadn't exactly gone out of his way to change it. He wished it was something more simple to say, most people gave up on the name and just called him Torb, or Hansen; either of which he didn't mind, nicknames were always pretty cool. Just as that thought crossed his mind, he smiled, Screw names, I'll just make one for her myself. He began musing over names to call her, most of which related to her powers but that was okay with him.

"I'd rather be killed by you than by those other people.." he said drifting off, he could leave her to guess who he meant, he knew who he meant though, and maybe, just maybe she'd find him sometime later and as him about it. He didn't exactly mean to make the girl angry, it just kind of happened. He eventually hoped that she would be able to overlook this fight and someday become a bit more friendly, though right now that didn't seem the case. In most instances, he'd offer the other a drink of something, but she was much too young and unless she physically asked for it, then there was an absolute zero chance of her getting one. He looked at her one last time before the staff came and ruined the fun, "Talk to me sometime, will ya? Please?" He asked curiously. He would wait for an answer and if no answers were given, then he'd simply walk away. He could have stayed around and listened to the staff talk with her but that would ruin the mystery, and that wouldn't be fun. 

He waved at one of the first staff members to arrive, and they flashed a disapproving look before they began to talk with the girl. He flashed a sorry smile and waved at the girl as he turned his back and left the scene. 

[Demi Smith]

The compliment felt nice, not that Demi was going to tell him that. She didn't need any pity or anything from anyone who lived at this stupid place with all its stupid, weak people. Wasn't like she could really say or do anything more with him, seeing as the staffers were about, lecturing her. One even suggested she take a shower, which earned him a particularly hard look. That same look ended up directed at Torb as he asked for her to talk to him sometime.

"What's wrong with you? I hate your guts," she told him, speaking flatly. "But yeah, whatever, we can talk I guess," she wasn't sure whether she meant it or not. Already Demi had turned back to the various staffers around her, sighing and letting them do what they wanted. She gave Torb one last hard look as he walked away, wishing that she could've at least finished the fight.

She so would've won.

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