[Lawns] Work Out (Jason)

[Jason Walker]

Just as she back sprang out from his next attack and posed her question, Jason was almost right infront of her. "Five." He replied after stopping abruptly. A smile was seen on his expression before he kicked outwards towards her kneecap, aiming to hyperextend her leg. As if that wasn't enough, Jason threw a punch to her throat at the same time.

Leaping backwards to fuel his momentum, he then propelled himself forward with his elbow out, once again aiming for her chest and throat. It's not like he was constricted to just Taikwondo, right?

Upon reaching her, he threw out a jack-knife kick in mid-air, aiming to thrust his heel down onto her shoulder. Landing in a split position, he sprang up into a crouch and sat there for a moment. "Lots of free time when I was younger."

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[angelinagomez]

Jason came at her once again, this time she was ready. She dropped, backrolled, and stood. She paused for a split second, then jumping up off her left foot, swung her right out into a sharp swift kick. Then, spin, kicking leg down, jumping leg up into a kick. A Butterfly kick. She smirked in satisfaction as both kicks caught him in swift succesion right in the mid section. She landed, feet braced shoulder-width apart, fists up, in a defensive manner.


((sorry it's short. dinner time))

[Jason Walker]

He had recieved two blows to his chest, and took them with a grain of salt. His chest and abs were toned perfectly and pretty damned hard. Due to training in kick boxing in chi control, he had learned how to properly defend himself from any blow and not feel pain. Yes, even if he got hit there.

Jason sighed in slight aggrivation while coming at her once more, this time more forward and bold than the last. Grabbing at her left wrist that was placed infront of her, he twisted her around in a sort of 'dance move' that ended with her wrist facing outward and her arm shoved up into her shoulderblades. Easy.

Taking her now flailing right arm and doing the same thing, he hiked that up as well, fully aware that this kind of move caused immense pain. Jason was aware that she would either try to kick him or stomp her foot on his, he stood with his legs spread apart slightly.

Figuring that she could possibly get out of that, he then pulled up on her opposing arms, twisting them further up against her shoulderblades, basically moving her without her consent. With the power and control over her that he had, he then pushed her to the ground face first.

Jason grinned and tightened his grip on her wrists almost painfully while he placed his knee into her lower back, applying painful pressure. "Check mate."[/color]

[angelinagomez]

Angelina's eyes widened in surprise as he attacked again. This time she did not have time to respond. One moment she had landed from a kick, then next she was face down, his knee digging painfully into her back. His hands gripped her wrists tightly. Luckily she knew how to get out of that. She managed to twist her right wrist so that the inside of her wrist was facing towards the left, into Jason't hand. With her wrist like this she could pull it through the small gap made by his thumb and fingers. And that's what she did, pulling it out of his grip.

But Angelina Gomez, was not finished yet. Oh no. Not by a long shot! Hand flashing out, swift as lightning she grabbed the arm that had just held her wrist hostage and grabbing his wrist in her hand, pressed her thumb hard against his pressure point. Simple but effective. Not to mention, extremely painful.

Taking his moment of pain, as a moment of oppurtunity for herself, she managed to roll over, pinning him beneath her, her hands flashed out, grabbing his wrists; locking them into a steel grip above his head. She straddled him, one knee digging painfully into his gut. She smiled a cheshire cat smile. "Check.Mate." she replied in return

[Jason Walker]

Just like her, Jason was certainly not finished at all. Even if he was pinned down. That was impossible for her to do. Sighing and flexing his abs slightly under her weight, he bent his legs and pushed firmly against the ground, resulting in his lower body and back to lift off the ground. His wrists were pivoted to his advantage even if they were being held, he still set his palms down onto the ground, pushing up as well.

Jaosn was clearly sweating by now, and this feat certainly wasn't going to be the last. Not only did he lift himself up off of the ground, but he brought Angelina with him, who was sitting atop of him. In some twisted form of the 'crab walk', Jason managed to get some leveridge and momentum, fueling his next action.

Bending his knees down slightly, he pushed himself off of the ground along with Angelina. She couldn't maintain her grip on him when he was in a hand-stand. Falling off of him, the fellow housemate lay vunerable and shaken infront of him.

Smirking, he then straightened his position to where he was standing regularly. "Feh." The snake spat out before delivering a quick blow to her head, making contact. She was vunerable and shaken, clearly not having enough time to react to his move. But now she would be even more so after recieving that one hell of a blow. Jason did, after all, wear steel-toed boots.

Casting a gaze down to her, Jasons expression was none too happy. He wiped at the sweat that had formed along his brow and hair line while sighing heavily. This was going to turn into an all out brawl if he didn't stop soon. Adrenalin was something that he always had a hard time controlling, lest she be aware of it and stop the fight.

If it continued, his instincts were more than likely going to take over and fuel his actions which caused only bad things for Jason. "Don't make this continue, Angelina." He warned her. He knew his limits, and she was definately pushing them if she continued and didn't heed his words.[/color]

[angelinagomez]

Once again, Angelina had no time to respond. One minute, she had him pinned to the ground. The next she was on the ground, Jason standing over. Expression not happy at all. She glared and started to push herself up, suddenly his steel-toed boot caught her in the side of the head. She cried out against the blindening sickening pain, and dropped back down, hitting the ground hard. She winced as she felt her shoulder wrench out of its socket. "Ugh. Fine. You win." she said, glaring.

[Jason Walker]

Smiling faintly, Jason nodded. "Thank you. Now, let's get you to the hospital wing." He said softly, offering a hand to help her up. "You'll be fine." The slytherin then replied afterward, letting her rest her weight against him if needed. Angelina would thank him in the end, not only for winning and stopping her from continuing but helping her to the hospital wing as well.

He didn't mean to kick her THAT hard, but when he got in a fight or even sparring match Jason only saw red and felt the need to succeed and over come. Unfortunately, that only spelled trouble for his opponent. Of course, that would make him great for the muggle military or a hit wizard. The latter, most likely.

"Take a few days off from any labor you might do." Jason suggested.[/color]

[angelinagomez]

Angelina lay there for a moment, trying to catch her breath, and then stood slowly clenching her jaw against the pain. If there was one thing her father had taught her before he died, it was never show any sign of weakness. Jason offered to let her support her weight on him, but she would have none of it. That was showing weakness. Worse yet, it was showing weakness in front of a fellow Snake. Something to be avoided at costs.

Logically, Angelina knew she would not be able to walk on her own. Not after the beating she took. But she was too stubborn, too proud to admit it. Sure enough, she had barely taken three steps when she stumbled and fell to the ground, knees hitting hard. She winced at the jolt that ran through her body, jarring her shoulder. The young girl sat on her knees, on the cold hard ground. Her head was down, a curtain of chestnut curls hiding her face. If she had looked up, Jason would have seen tears of shame shimmering in her eyes. She angrily blinked them away. She could not, would not cry!

She sat, bruised and battered. Limbs shaking with exhaustion, chest and shoulders heaving with every lung-burning breath. She wondered if maybe she’d cracked a rib or something. It wouldn’t surprise her if she had. She took a deep breath, hissing in pain as her ribs protested violently. Yep, definitely a cracked rib or two. Placing one hand on the ground, she used it to pull herself up. But would've have gone down again, had not someone, Jason most likely grabbed her around the waist and hauled her to her feet. Angelina knew that she would think twice before challenging Jason again.