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fluxscape2021-03-27 07:15 pm
flippedscript) wrote in fluxscape2021-03-27 07:15 pm
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Who: Hawk and YOU!
What: Beating up bullies at the statue garden
Where: Statue garden
When: 27th; day
Warnings: Fighting, Language
This place was crazy, like something straight out of Doctor Who. Of course, that just made Hawk miss Demetri, especially considering he hadn't had all that much time to make things up to his friend. Hawk wished he was here though, that would have made this batshit place slightly more bearable.
He'd been wandering around the city a bit and hadn't realized that he had made his way to the statue gardens. It was pretty creepy seeing all the people turned into statues and made him especially sure that he didn't want to be caught out past dark.
"This place is fucked up," he said, shaking his head. Still... it was kinda cool. How many people got to do stuff like this?
He was about to leave when he heard someone call out "Yo, Mohawk!"
Hawk was pretty sure they were talking about him, what with the giant mohawk and all. That was never going to get old, especially since it was far better than "lip". Turning around he saw five or so kids around his age standing next to a statue.
"Yeah?" he asked, slowly heading over their way. The (former?) nerd in Hawk was always a bit wary when people he didn't know wanted to talk to him. The violent karate student was always prepared to beat the crap out of those people.
"Hey, can you hold this camera for us?" one of the kids asked.
"Yeah, we're totally going to piss on this statue!" one of the others added, snickering. His friend hit him in the arm with a "shut up".
Hawk scowled at that. What kind of asshole pissed on someone while they were stuck on a statue? He could instantly feel his temper rise as he unconsciously clenched his fists. The lead kid must have noticed Hawk's reaction and stood a little straighter.
"Dude trust me, she's a total bitch. Besides, it's not like she's going to feel it," the guy said.
"Oh, bro, get a pic of me getting up behind her!" one of the others said, all of them laughing.
"Get the fuck away from the statue or I'll kick your ass," Hawk said, picking up his pace toward them. He HATED bullies and he didn't care if the statue was of a bitch, some of his closest friends at one time or another had been total bitches. No way he was going to let them do anything.
"Bro, just turn the fuck around and-"
Hawk didn't let him say anything else. He'd given the guy a warning and that was MORE than enough. A quick spinning front kick sent the leader staggering back as his friends gave a shout. One of them moved toward Hawk and he threw a punch to the guy's stomach and then his face, snapping the teen's head back. Another grabbed Hawk's shoulder from behind but he easily spun the guy around and sent him stumbling into the first guy with a kick to the back.
These guys had NO clue how to fight and it was almost too easy. Even five-on-one Hawk wasn't worried. He was Cobra Kai... Or Eagle Fang or whatever. He was a bad ass whatever he was.
But a bad ass defending people. Or defending statues. Who were people. The point was he wasn't just some psycho going around looking for asses to kick.
"Leave now and I won't break any of your bones," he warned them.
[ooc: Come across Hawk and the bullies and help him fight them, talk everyone down, or chat him up as the bullies run off.]
What: Beating up bullies at the statue garden
Where: Statue garden
When: 27th; day
Warnings: Fighting, Language
This place was crazy, like something straight out of Doctor Who. Of course, that just made Hawk miss Demetri, especially considering he hadn't had all that much time to make things up to his friend. Hawk wished he was here though, that would have made this batshit place slightly more bearable.
He'd been wandering around the city a bit and hadn't realized that he had made his way to the statue gardens. It was pretty creepy seeing all the people turned into statues and made him especially sure that he didn't want to be caught out past dark.
"This place is fucked up," he said, shaking his head. Still... it was kinda cool. How many people got to do stuff like this?
He was about to leave when he heard someone call out "Yo, Mohawk!"
Hawk was pretty sure they were talking about him, what with the giant mohawk and all. That was never going to get old, especially since it was far better than "lip". Turning around he saw five or so kids around his age standing next to a statue.
"Yeah?" he asked, slowly heading over their way. The (former?) nerd in Hawk was always a bit wary when people he didn't know wanted to talk to him. The violent karate student was always prepared to beat the crap out of those people.
"Hey, can you hold this camera for us?" one of the kids asked.
"Yeah, we're totally going to piss on this statue!" one of the others added, snickering. His friend hit him in the arm with a "shut up".
Hawk scowled at that. What kind of asshole pissed on someone while they were stuck on a statue? He could instantly feel his temper rise as he unconsciously clenched his fists. The lead kid must have noticed Hawk's reaction and stood a little straighter.
"Dude trust me, she's a total bitch. Besides, it's not like she's going to feel it," the guy said.
"Oh, bro, get a pic of me getting up behind her!" one of the others said, all of them laughing.
"Get the fuck away from the statue or I'll kick your ass," Hawk said, picking up his pace toward them. He HATED bullies and he didn't care if the statue was of a bitch, some of his closest friends at one time or another had been total bitches. No way he was going to let them do anything.
"Bro, just turn the fuck around and-"
Hawk didn't let him say anything else. He'd given the guy a warning and that was MORE than enough. A quick spinning front kick sent the leader staggering back as his friends gave a shout. One of them moved toward Hawk and he threw a punch to the guy's stomach and then his face, snapping the teen's head back. Another grabbed Hawk's shoulder from behind but he easily spun the guy around and sent him stumbling into the first guy with a kick to the back.
These guys had NO clue how to fight and it was almost too easy. Even five-on-one Hawk wasn't worried. He was Cobra Kai... Or Eagle Fang or whatever. He was a bad ass whatever he was.
But a bad ass defending people. Or defending statues. Who were people. The point was he wasn't just some psycho going around looking for asses to kick.
"Leave now and I won't break any of your bones," he warned them.
[ooc: Come across Hawk and the bullies and help him fight them, talk everyone down, or chat him up as the bullies run off.]
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The bullies turned, and came face to face with a man impeccably dressed in a tailored suit with Oxford shoes. He didn't have his umbrella or his glasses--they likely wouldn't be of much use here anyway--but his signet ring glittered on his finger, and he'd already checked to make sure the shoes included with the suit he found at his place had the hidden blade he required.
Using the moment of surprise, Eggsy crossed over to very pointedly stand beside the mowhawked teenager, features cold, hard, and distant as he regarded the group that had already been worked over fairly well thus far.
"Hemingway once said there is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self." Eggsy continued, planting his feet and narrowing his eyes.
"Do yourselves a favor, boys: elevate yourselves above the cockheads that were gonna piss on someone what couldn't defend themselves a few moments ago, else me and my mate here are gonna tattoo that little bit o'wisdom onto yer arses with our boots, yeah?"
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Well, when he started talking about tattooing the lesson on someone’s ass he kinda sounded like Sensei. And as good of a threat as that was Hawk had a feeling that the group wasn’t going to turn away now that there were two of them. At least not while those two didn’t look particularly intimidating.
“Yeah,” he said, agreeing to that statement before lowering his voice. “Uh, you can back that up, right?”
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"I'd say we draw lots for who gets the big one, bruv--but these boys are lookin' a bit antsy." he replied, glancing at the mowhawked boy with a wink...
...then turned and promptly knocked one of the boys flat with a solid right cross when he tried to bum rush them.
"Let's have some fun, yeah?"
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Hawk maybe had a skewed sense of when violence was or was not acceptable. He'd basically been involved in a karate gang war the last year of his life so when he saw someone else beating the crap of people it was less an odd thing and more "this is a potential friend or enemy" sort of situation.
Hemmingway way over there obviously knew what he was doing so it was officially On™. He didn't wait to see what the other guys did. If they wanted to run he wouldn't give trace but Strike First was what Hawk was used to.
The first guy he came to threw a slow, well telegraphed roundhouse punch at Hawk that he easily ducked under. Kicking the back of the guy's leg he sent him to his knees then hit him with a kick to the solar plexus to knock the wind out of him. Another guy rushed at him and Hawk gave him a quick jab to the nose, enough to make him stumbled back with his eyes watering and a lot of blood coming from his nose.