Fight in the Cafeteria (Old)(Unfinished) Kent vs. Carmen

Carmen (10/21/2009 9:23:04 PM): Carmen took her plate to one of the benches and sat down. She was at the Sex War on a full funding, and didn't really have to pay out of pocket for anything. She had already eaten the main part of her lunch (a vegetarian type meal with a little fish) and had now moved onto her favorite part, the dessert. Not wanting to look greedy, she had gotten a chocolate covered banana split and added a hearty helping of whipped cream, for any of the guy who might have been watching..."
Kent (10/21/2009 9:43:24 PM): He had been watching from a distance. Obviously, the cafeteria was a good place to watch his new quarry. This one seemed like a fairly safe bet to make in the beginning. He slipped through the cafeteria towards his target quietly, expecting her attention to have been focused fully upon her bowl of dessert. The first blatant attempt to snatch her attention would be his right hand upon her shoulder. This action was to steal attention from his second hand, which went to grasp her bowl. If his attempt was successful, he'd catch her face with the bowl of her chocolatey, whip creamed, banana-y split.
Carmen (10/21/2009 9:49:36 PM): Totally oblivious as to what was in store for her, Carmen turned to face the hand on her shoulder cheerfully. She didn't even notice that her dessert had been snatched from her plate until it was literraly splattered over her face. She stood there in semi-shock, trying to wipe her face off. She then started to search the room for her assailent.
Kent (10/21/2009 9:53:19 PM): He did not move from infront of her, but his hand on her kept her in control of one vital piece of information, where she was. The bowl was dropped to the ground now that it's payload had been splattered all over her face. The hand redirected to grasp her own hand. "I may need to tell you that you've just been..." the hand on her shoulder left it, and his body collided with hers as his left hand pulled her own away from her, across him. Without adequate defensive maneuvers, she would be drug over his own, bowed body in the most basic of throwing maneuvers. He intended for her to land on the cafeteria table.
Carmen (10/21/2009 10:01:10 PM): "Alright then, whoose bright idea was this?" Whirling around to try and face her opponent, Carmen still wasn't concious of what was happening. She began to listen to him, although she was a little to fumed to actually hear the words he was saying. As he paused, she began to open her mouth to chew him out, only to find him colliding into her before flying through the air, finnaly finding herself making impact onto one of the tables.
Kent (10/21/2009 10:07:29 PM): "Ambushed, victory through submission or knockout." He added as his small frame pulled her across the table towards him. Since she was on her back, he'd quickly wrap his arm around her neck. A thin smile came across his face as he pulled on her so that her face was closer to his, almost cheek to cheek. "I appologize for the destruction of your split. It was necessary." Arms squeezed on her once he felt he had gained the advantage.
Carmen (10/21/2009 10:12:49 PM): Carmen still was having trouble figuring out what was going on. Being pulled she found herself looking up at the uy who had just disrupted and otherwise peacful lunch. Hearing that she had been challenged to a match didn't help anything. Feeling her irritation coming back she wanted to at least try to entice him into making it a hentai match as well. But before she could voice her opinion she found herself struggling in an akward headlock.
Kent (10/21/2009 10:23:35 PM): He continued to pull her body from the table, letting her lower body to drop off of it, and onto a chair, though his retreat with her did not stop at that point. He would continue to drag her off of the chair and allow her to drop into the ground. This was going too well in his opinion. Was she letting him win? She must have been formulating a counter offensive. "You could submit now, if you do, I'll make you another split." his voice was more of a chide than an honest offer. Most people couldn't plan and talk at the same time... might as well attempt for another edge over his opponent.
Carmen (10/21/2009 10:29:30 PM): Feeling herself falling some, Carmen attempted to stop herself, though with Kent's assistance, she managed to have a relativly soft landing. As Kent spoke to her about making a replacement split she would have actually been temptedto give in, not so much in the mood for this just yet. Plus she had just eaten moments before. However, hearing some of the snark in his voice told her that he wouldn't get off that easy. "Sounds good dear..." Though not the fastest, Carmen would attempt to catch his legs and pull him to the ground with her.
Kent (10/21/2009 10:37:37 PM): He felt the arms of the woman ensnare his legs, which caused him to stop his dragging of her, for fear of taking another step would infact trip him to be under her. Sure, the position would be awkward for her to take advantage of, but he couldn't risk falling to the ground this quickly. Initially tempted to twist suddenly upon her neck, he decided against it, knowing the competition was (a little) friendly in nature, and that a homocide was both a swift way to get himself taken off campus and off the show... which would not sit well with his long term goals. So for now, he held onto her, waiting for her to make her mistake, something for him to capitalize on.
Carmen (10/21/2009 10:45:45 PM): Realizing that we're in a Mexican standoff, which could easily turn out to be quite painful. Instead of doing something drastic, I give an evil smirk and move my hands up behind your kneecaps and would begin to tickle you, looking to make you either release me, or fall, or some sombination.
Kent (10/21/2009 10:52:25 PM): He panted, trying to stifle the sensation of being tickled from his mind, focus on her defeat as his only option. It worked, but the next pant came more forcefully, rocking his body slightly as a fit of laughter fought harder to be recognized. If he remained, he'd lose his control, and be within her range to play with suddenly. Not wanting to let that happen, he released her, and retreated a few paces as swiftly as he could.
Carmen (10/26/2009 10:28:07 PM): Carmen would continue to tickle at Kent's knees until she felt him release her and move away. Moving forwards with less grace than a more seasoned westler, she attempted to stand and put some distance between herself and Kent. If she was able to get up without interruption she would start to wipe her face. Flicking away the chocolate she would stare at him menacingly. "Alright then hun, I see how you do things... maybe you'd like to make things interesting."
Kent (10/26/2009 10:37:24 PM): He kept his own distance, letting her gain what she considered an advantage by having a reset. His hands were low, leaving his face wide open to her attacks if she managed to lunge the distance that was between them. "Interesting? Well, I'm the new one here, I suppose if you know a way to make a fight more interesting for the fans... I'd be willing to hear it." He side stepped slowly, watching how she readjusted when he was too far to one side or the other of her normal range... if she even adjusted to keep him in front of her. For now, he would not make a move to attack
Carmen (10/28/2009 10:41:51 PM): "Well since you seem open to learn, let me clue you in on something." Carmen smirked as she found the chances of coming out on top rising if he accepted, "THis is the 'SEX' Wars... meaning we'll get some better rating if we add the 'hentai' option..." She pauses as she finished wiping herself off before sliding her hands seductivly down her curves. "That means that we'll have to add in the lovely little climax alternative..."
Kent (10/28/2009 10:54:04 PM): A smile pulled at his lips as he listened to her suggestion. Obviously, she thought him a fool. "No, no... my research had been quite complete on you, Carmen." His head shook slightly from side to side. "But the hentai option does add to the rating of a match, so why not add it to the end? The loser stimulates the winner to a glorious climax afterwards. And since this is a bit of an ambush, you don't rightly have much of a choice," his feet maneuvered swiftly over the ground drawing him physically closer to his target as he looked for his next opening in her now attentive defense. His hands were high, covering his high chest, rather than directly his face or his lower hips. "Again, you are welcome to submit presently, neh?"
Carmen (10/28/2009 11:09:15 PM): "Oh drat..." Carmen sulks as he does manage to call her out on her suggestion. She huffs as he tells her his alteration to her plan... "Well since you put it that way I suppose there's no avoiding it..." She give a slight jump and takes a wary step back as the distance between them is suddenly closed. "However... instead of submitting, how about I give you one more suggestion?"
Kent (10/28/2009 11:13:57 PM): He side steps to corale her towards the cafeteria table, so that her ability to back up is limited by the table, ever eating up the distance between them. "I won't silence you," he admitted as he attempted to find his way into reaching range with her. The initial opening he'd capitalize on would be the simple wrist grab. His left arm would strike out towards her own hands and grasp her nearest wrist. He would not waste time if his hand managed to grasp her wrist, and would pull her towards him.
Carmen (10/28/2009 11:23:00 PM): "Then mabye you'll actually enjoy my suggestion..." She gives a smirk, instead of struggling, Carmen willingly moves forwards as Kent pulls her towards himself. As he did, she would attempt slam chest first into him harder looking to bring them both crashing to the ground with her on top.
Carmen (10/28/2009 11:26:09 PM): "My suggestion... after the match, we put on a little show, winner still forcing the loser to climax... but also have it right on the tabletops?"
Kent (10/28/2009 11:27:17 PM): The solid collision was not something he had been expecting, and upon impact sent him a stagger of a step back from her. He did not, unfortunately, lose his balance so easily to the woman's bountiful chest. "I had actually suggested..." he said as he continued into his stagger backwards pulling again on her more forcefully towards him. Only, this time he would willingly meet her head on, ducking a bit lower so that if she attempted the same technique again, he could leverage her up and over his own body and eventually tumbling to the ground if he got enough momentum in her.
Kent (10/28/2009 11:27:47 PM): "The loser working to make the winner climax in whatever way the winner demanded."