[IC] Academy of Heroes and Villains

[MarshiestMallow]

(Just a simple t shirt and jeans)

Connor watched Anthony undressed, he never had to worry about damaging anything fancy, given he typically wore casual attire.

"Maybe, but that's why they say hindsight is a pain" Connor said, shifting, keeping Anthony in his sights, thinking about how to attack

[knight125]

Anthony stands as still as a statue, the only visible motion being that of his eyes as he sizes Connor up. Abruptly, he bows then backs away while saying, "Begin."

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor sighed. Since he thought this might end up being a staring Match until one of them attacked, he shifted into a basic fighting stance, one foot back, the other forward, one arm up near his face, in a fist, the other down below, also fisted, to protect his lower body.

He quickly pondered how to attack, then quickly moved towards Anthony, to see what he would do.

[knight125]

When Connor begins to rush toward him, Anthony steps diagonally forward and to the right, then shoots his left arm out, trying to clothesline Connor. While he sticks out his arm, he also begins spinning his right leg around, hoping the combination of his arm in the front and his leg in the back would knock Connor down.

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor moved to dodge, and instead, ended up on his back as he stumbled over his own feet. His breath came out in a "ooof" but he rolled away, gasping in air like a fish out of water. He pushed up, feeling embarrassed that the whole class could see this.

He stepped back, wearily watching Anthony.

[knight125]

Anthony speaks quietly so Connor would be able to hear him, but not the class, "Mr. Stark, let's agree to no face or crotch shots. Deal?" As he speaks, begins to walk in circles around Connor, slowly moving closer. "After all," he continues, "we both have women in our life that we care about, so why should we risk disfiguring ourselves."

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor moved in a circle to keep Anthony in his suits. He briefly thought that Anthony was acting like a tiger, prowling, looking for a weakness. An adequate metaphor, he thought. He simply nodded, studying Anthony's movements, and as he came closer, Connor lunged and threw a punch, aiming for chest, following up with a second one, this time shoulder

(Sorry. Got distracted. Missed those little details)

[knight125]

(More specific, please. Where is he aiming the punches?)

[knight125]

Anthony knocks the first punch away, but isn't fast enough to divert the blow to his shoulder. He quickly takes a deep breath to focus himself, then almost instantly throws a jab with his left hand at Connor's lower right ribs.

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor let the blow hit, planting his feet so as not to be pushed back. He relaxed, knowing that tensing will just make the hot worse. With Anthony close, Connor grabbed the arm he had hit him with, and barely stopped himself hitting Anthony in the head, instead going for another shoulder hit with his left hand, right holding Anthony's left arm, bringing up his left knee to Anthony's chest, prepared for him to break away

[knight125]

Anthony grunts as Connor lands yet another hit, but he keeps his head clear, knowing anger will make him reckless. When Connor tries to knee Anthony, Anthony moves slightly out of the way, but staying close since Connor had a hold of him. He loops his right arm underneath Connor's left leg and leans forward, causing them to both fall on the ground, with Connor on the bottom. The jolt gives Anthony to break free, after which he immediately stands and backs away, keeping an eye on Connor the whole time.

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor too quickly stood, and fell into a fighting stance clumsily, as he tried to prepare for an attack, just in case Anthony decided to attack when he had been down. He took a few steps closer to Anthony, watching

[knight125]

"He's moving to fast for me to block all of his blows. Time to switch tactics." Anthony sighs, keeping the calm, quiet voice he had used earlier, and says, "Look Connor, we both know why you agreed to fight me, sans suit. You wanted to prove to Kijani that you're capable of defending both her and yourself, even without your technology. You wanted to prove that you're a man, so do it. Take me down and I'll forfeit. Of course, you'll have to wait for me to loudly say I give up before you get off of me, or people will think you were too scared to continue the fight. We both walk away relatively unharmed, and you impress your woman. Everyone wins."

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor was surprised at his reaction. He glared "I don't need you to forfeit the match out of pity. I can, and will beat you. I had already decided not to fight with the suit before you asked to fight me. And I don't consider Kijani mine. She isn't property to own!" And with that, he attacked again, moving fast, he went to punch with his right hand at Anthony's stomach, then his left fist at Anthony's right hip, hoping to take him down

[Mistress Dizzy]

Kijani, who had been studying the fight with glee, stood up and cupped her hands around her mouth. "GO CONNOR! KICK HIS PRETTY BOY ASS!" She sat down with a wide grin.

[knight125]

Anthony groans and falls backward, subtly tripping Connor and causing him to fall too. "Well done, Mr. Stark. It's obvious you're the better fighter, but before I surrender, promise me something. No hard feelings?"

(Check your PMs before you post)

[KatherinWinter]

Griffin smiled. It seemed the girl he had fought cared for the boy called Conner. If Griffin remember correctly Conner had a suit that he often used. He was pleased to see that someone who was obviously smart could also be a decent fighter. Griffin considered complimenting Kijani on her friends ability to fight. After the match he would ask Kalinda how to word the compliment so he did not offend her again.

[MarshiestMallow]

(You are the best Dizzy! Loved that lol)

"Never underestimate someone" Connor replied, staying where he was, "I tend not to hold grudges, but no hard feelings for what?" He was suspicious, was Anthony planning something?

[knight125]

While Connor is speaking, Anthony casually moves his hand down to his pants pocket. "That's good advice, Mr. Stark. I'll be sure to remember that." And with that, his hand moves toward Connor's neck in a flash. After the hypodermic needle, held in Anthony's hand, was expertly placed in the side of Connor's neck, Anthony presses the plunger, releasing a small amount of Ben's venom into Connor's bloodstream. As paralysis sets in, Anthony slides from underneath Connor and says, "Remember your promise, no hard feelings. Also, don't worry about the fact that you can't move your limbs. The amount was so small that the effects will only last a few minutes." Anthony draws on the strength training that John had been giving him, and hoists Connor onto his shoulder. After depositing Connor at a desk in the classroom, Anthony fetches his clothes and gets dressed once again. He then returns to his seat next to Sue, keeping the deep satisfaction he felt hidden behind a mask of nonchalance.

[MarshiestMallow]

If Anthony had to result to posioning someone to win, then it just proved he was wasn't very skilled. And a coward. Connor didn't like being carried around like a sack of rice. Connor didn't care much for his own pride or appearance, but that did sting.

He already hadn't liked Anthony very much. This did not help. Connor normally didn't hold grudges, but that had been a cheap shot. A last desperate attempt of a man wanting to uphold his image.

As he slowly regained the ability to move his limbs, he settled in the seat more comfortably. He decided not to say anything to Anthony. Connor had, after all, accomplished what he had set out to do

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He is a cruel person, Kalinda thought, watching as Anthony stabbed Connor with the needle. Kalinda had an issue with needles, and blood that she was working on, but today had been particularly violent, and she decided not to watch the tv anymore, glancing about the classroom