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Riddick (r_b_riddick) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-07-26 21:32:00

Current mood:	angry
Entry tags:	complete, day 9, mamoru chiba, richard riddick, tuxedo mask

Who: Riddick and OTA
What: Riddick is pissed and looks for a fight?
When: in the early evening
Where: The fitness center
Rating: Heh right off ,PG13 for language and violence!
Status:Complete

Riddick was very much aware that his new roomie was not there and also aware that Vaako did not approve of the fact that Riddick kept the place dark. But he didn't care really.He didn't even want Vaako sharing a damn room with him but what choice did he have?

What was even odder was the strange and weird emotions the other man brought up in the Furyan not to mention the fact that he made Riddick all confused. And even more the fact that Riddick was actually worried about the Necro's well being. He could not lie to himself and say it was because he wanted to hurt himself because he actually felt something almost akin to guilt for what he had done to Vaako yesterday. And the more he thought the more pissed he became.

Growling, Riddick finally had enough. Sure he could work out in his room but being here reminded him of vaako and he needed to get away. He grabbed a bag with some clothes in it and his glasses and headed out. He didn't mind the rain as it soaked him heading toward the main building. He needed to do something to get out this anger right now. Luckily he found a gym and no one was around so he entered it.

Quickly changing Riddick dimmed the lights so he could go without his glasses and found a bag near by. So using bared fists, Riddick began to take his anger and aggression out on the nearby punching bag. He kept punching, his knuckles raw and beginning to crack. It was only helping him a little.

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prince_endymion
2008-07-30 09:02 pm UTC (link)

"You have a really foul mouth... I'm glad there are no children around to hear you speaking like that. I would have to cover their ears."

The sheer force of the other man's anger drove him to the ground, but before many of those punches could land, Mamoru was sliding down between his legs, slithering free from under him, and aimed a hard, well placed kick to the back of that bald head. He connected, sending Riddick flying.

This was too close, though. He shouldn't be continuously getting the better of him like this. Riddick, he was really starting to think, was not in any way just a normal person. He was surprised to realize he was actually sweating. Amazing. This was going to be a challenge.

"You couldn't kill me, even if we were allowed to. I wouldn't let you."

Calm, seemingly confident, Mamoru walked towards the other man, fists clenched tightly at his sides. He wasn't going to let him tackle him to the ground again, he was determined...

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r_b_riddick
2008-07-31 02:14 pm UTC (link)

Riddick found the other man very amusing with his words and despite the fact that the kick to the back of his head had him reeling, the hard landing on the floor from the force also had even Riddick needing a moment to regather himself.But it didn'ttake long and Riddick was kicking back to his feet and smirking , highly amused at the other man.

"Where I come from,my language is mild compared to some kids." Riddick laughed once more as he clenched and unclenched his fists at his sides. The man was good,Riddick would admit.And already Riddick was feeling the affects of this "workout." Rolling his shoulders and cracking his neck, Riddick decided to bid his time.He would not make a move this time.

"Tell me something...do you always talk a lot?I mean other than a few basic moves, do ya even know how to fight?" He was hot headed but he refused to make all the moves,wanting the other man to prove himself worth Riddick's time despite the fact Riddick started this.

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prince_endymion
2008-07-31 03:02 pm UTC (link)

"You want to see what I can do? As you wish."

The words were gritted out from between clenched teeth. He was annoyed by the constant ridicule he was getting from this man who wasn't even supposed to be a challenge to him. It was part of his fighting style to talk while he fought, always had been. Sure, it was an odd habit, but everyone else he'd ever fought had the same one so he'd never noticed before.

In a rush, the young man flung his body forward in a rush of punches that came too fast to even fully see. As he attacked, he spoke without any strain to his voice, despite the physical activity he was engaging in.

"I just think it's polite to talk to someone, let them hear a human voice before I hurt them."

Time after time, his fists connected with the other man's chest, arms, stomach, and then a roundhouse kick to his side. His foot hit the area of the other man's kidney, a place he knew was very painful and senstive when kicked really hard.

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r_b_riddick
2008-08-01 07:14 pm UTC (link)

Riddick was never one to talk while he fought. Hell he never really liked to talk when he wasn't fighting either. He had turned his back on the other man just to see what would happen. To bad for the other man, Riddick was very quick and very attuned to his movements. He had no words to say and quite frankly even if he had he wasn't going to say them. He was quickly growing bored with this human if that was even what he was.

Yet, just as Riddick had known the other man had thrown himself at him, knocking the bald Furyan to the ground. The thing that got Riddick was not the force of the launch or the blows but the quickness in which the other man could move. It caught him off guard. He had indeed made a grave mistake in underestimating the other man. It was one that he would pay for, if only for a moment.

Thankfully while Riddick felt pain, it didn't last very long. He never could understand his abilities but right now was not the time to think about it. Gathering himself, Riddick lifted up a leg, placing his knee in the center of the other man's back, rather hard and quickly rolled them. His fist came down hard to the man's chest then moved swiftly to his head and face.

Clearly Riddick had a fetish for marking up faces. It seemed to be his mo. But soon his fists were reaching everywhere they could knowing that at any moment the tables would be turned again. The only sounds he made were growls and curses knowing that would piss the other man off more.

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prince_endymion
2008-08-01 07:36 pm UTC (link)

Back and forth, and every time, Riddick was just slightly better than him. He couldn't understand it. He was much better trained, even in his normal, everyday form, than most people. The only explanation, one that didn't really require much thought, was that this man was not normal. Which meant, well, he'd gotten himself into a potentially sticky situation.

Riddick was just a tiny bit faster, just a tiny bit stronger, and he knew in the end, the bald man would win. This didn't exactly please him, but as he saw it, he could take one of three options. Either he could keep fighting and lose, as he was doing now, or he could run away. Or... he could transform. He could do the one thing that might give him an edge in the fight, and change from Mamoru to Tuxedo Mask.

It was risky, of course. He wasn't in the habit of just transforming in front of people he didn't know, didn't trust. But Riddick, he wasn't sure the other man would let him go, actually. If he was going to get out of this without feeling serious pain, he might have no other choice.

There was only a split second to decide, and Mamoru made his choice. Reaching into the pocket of his sweat pants, he pushed Riddick off him. He knew the other man would be on him in seconds, but that's all he needed. The rose came out of his pocket, and his clothing shimmered and disappeared. A light surrounded him, and when it faded, he was dressed in a tuxedo, with a mask over his eyes and a tophat. He was Tuxedo Mask, and whatever Neptune said, he was a fighter.

"There, that's better..."

The strength of his new form filled his tall, muscular body, and he smirked, jumped up high into the air over the other man's head, and landed hard on his shoulders, knocking him to the ground. Before he could be reacted to, he was up and off again, standing on top of the weight benches he'd recently been working out at.

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r_b_riddick
2008-08-02 05:35 pm UTC (link)

It happened too quickly. Riddick was on top of the other man,seemingly getting the upper hand then once more he was being thrown off. It wasn't one sided nor was one truly winning over the other. There had only been one man who could go back and forth with Riddick and actually hold their own. Each time, it was a miracle to be honest that Riddick was just slightly better than the other man. It could have been age, as Riddick was sure he had more over the other man and certainly more experience. Riddick seriously doubted the kid ever fought unless there was no other choice, where as Riddick had been fighting all his life just to survive.

What happened next had Riddick standing in shock and yes, even amazement. The man was , what in the hell was he doing? One moment he was standing there and Riddick was sure the kid was going to walk away and the next, Riddick was watching as the other man went completely naked and then came back as, what in the hell was that? His voice held a questioning tone as well as even an amazed one as he spoke.

"What the hell...?" Though really he wasn't sure if he was really talking ot anyone but himself. And what would it have mattered. WHo ever the hell this was seemed to be stronger than whoever the hell Riddick was just fighting. The other man landing on his shoulders and knocking him down effortlessly proved that. But Riddick was not weak and once he regained his bearings, almost with animal like grace and speed, he was moving. He would no longer underestimate this new being in whom he was facing. He seemed much stronger than the person he was just fighting.

Quickly though, Riddick was jumping up, bringing his feet out in front of him and kicking the man off the benches, sending him backwards and never missing a beat, Riddick was on top of him no sooner had he hit the ground. He could sense that he wouldn't have the upper hand for too long.

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prince_endymion
2008-08-03 11:01 am UTC (link)

A small smile touched his lips at the other man's response. Maybe now, he'd stop mocking him. The strength and agility of his Tuxedo Mask form surged through him, and he felt ready to take on anything. It was weird, though, that he'd had to transform for someone who was, essentially, just a human. Incredible.

He saw Riddick coming, but the other man was still fast, and he surprisingly didn't have time to get out of the way. He could prepare, though, and this time he didn't hit nearly as hard as he had before. The trick, he knew, was to get to his feet before Riddick could really latch on, and that's exactly what he did. One quick uppercut to the other man's face to stun him for a second, then he was up and jumping onto a freestanding weight machine, slightly over the level of Riddick's head. There, he gestured, produced a red rose from nowhere, and threw it at the other man's face. His calling card, and usually he used it to announce his presence, but this time, he had a different motive.

While Riddick was distracted with the flower, he decided, he would jump down on top of him. As the rose flew towards the bald man, he once more gestured and a walking stick appeared in his hand. For him, it was no mere aid to walking. In his hands, it was a weapon.

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