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Post by Oracle on Aug 31, 2011 21:55:52 GMT -5
Oracle dodged to the right then the left, she was deliberately being slow which would make this fight a challenge. She could hear the crowd around her chanting she purposely took the guys, who was twice her size, right hook on her chin to gage how strong he really was. He had been stronger then she thought and ended up spinning around catching her balance before making a convincing fall. Watching him as he circled she got up wiping some of the blood off of her lips that had formed from the hit with the back of her hand.
Popping her neck she pointed at the guy “ok I’m done playing games sweetheart” she moved in a blur listening to the gasps as she did it made her smile. She caught the guys defensive punch in her left hand and threw it to the left while swinging her right fist at the same speed as she moved before slamming it into his face watching teeth fly and him fall to the ground.
Then the blue lights came and everyone scattered, including Oracle grabbing her jacket and climbing a near by fence, at the top to taunt the cops she looked at them and before jumping down the other side disappearing she smiled big “See you around boy and girls.” she blew them a kiss before dropping down and taking off in a blur.
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Post by Millicent Blackwood on Aug 31, 2011 22:08:28 GMT -5
Millicent was watching the fight from a bench. Not very attentive, but curious enough. Her eyes widened as the woman moved very quickly, in a blur. She quickly got to her feet. Then as she saw the cops coming into view the woman ran off. "Wait!" she called, but to now avail. She sighed and walked across the street avoiding the cops, she really didn't need to be around cops right now, with her puples the size of the tip of a tack. She folded her arms and walked at a somewhat quick pace. She adjusted her purse when she was away from the cops. She wondered where that woman she had seen went. A plague of curiosity from feeling different all her life hurt her heart. She sighed and found another bench this time more secluded from people, and it was getting dark now she slumped down onto it and placed her bag beside her. She was wearing a corset top and skinny jeans that showed her very thin frame, effected by her drug use. She closed her eyes listening to the silence. [/blockquote]
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Post by Oracle on Sept 1, 2011 12:55:53 GMT -5
Oracle swung her jacket around slipping her arms into the holes and wrapping it around her that guy had busted her lip when she had let him land a punch she reached up and wiped away a little bit of left over blood wincing slightly and whispering“..Ow” looking at it her hand where the black blood was and rolled her eyes usually she wouldn’t of let anyone near enough to break the skin in case someone was ever close enough to her when it happened they noticed that her blood wasn’t the traditional red that the humans had.
The traditional British cold hit her like a brick “ok maybe circling around through the park wasn’t the smartest idea” she wrapped her jacket around her and started buttoning her old steampunk style jacket up “Stupid, stupid, stupid!” she stopped placing the tips of her fingers on her temples rubbing her head, softly “god don’t you ever stop?”
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