Food & Fun Run (For Park!)

As he walked through the hallways casually with a muffin in his hand, little crossed his mind about the fact that he was probably asking for trouble or the fact that no girl would probably tolerate it either. It was okay to Terry though since he never did have much to say for himself, other than a very blunt, and short answer to people's questions. His hand lifted the muffin to his scarf, as he pushed his hand through, and then pulled out, with a piece of muffin on the floor. The long red scarf flowed gently behind him in his brief walking, not caring much about what happened.

Terry was new and dissappointed at the lack of Sex Wars competitors since he couldn't get much and had wisely read up completely on this place, and even asked around. He had heard the female dorm's food was better, but surprisingly not, it wasn't the food that was better, but it was just that they had a bigger selection than the men which wasn't surprising. His grey, short-sleeved sweatshirt with the turtleneck and short arm sleeves was getting itchy but he didn't really care; he was also itching for a fight but he couldn't much help that, now could he?

Or could he? As he turned he slammed his hand onto 2-4 doors on his right as he walked past, hoping to get some sort of attention, something wich seemed to be rare around here, as he moved, with has tan cargo pants lightly swishing as the red, flowing scarf brushed his pant-leg. "Where is everybody?" was all he said as he took another bite, with the scarf still covering his mouth; he also was tempted enough to leave a trail of breadcrumbs.

Momoko was walking around with her camera on her shoulder, trying to record anything that was going to be her first day, if not her first possible match in Sex Wars. She spoted a man, taller than her for sure, but she didn't mind, he was in the girl's dorms, so she could have the kind of match she wanted. "And here we have my first opponent in Sex Wars, this will be fun!" Momoko said out loud, making sure that he could here her. "Hello there! I'm Momoko, what's your name? Anyway, we're going to fight until one of us is knocked out, the loser serves the winner for the night, and I'm going to tape it all, okay?" Momoko would say, setting up her camera in an angle to get the entirety of the match.

He paused for a brief second as he looked downwards to view the considerably smaller girl who was standing behind him as she would put down and set up a camera, but not before she gave a somewhat lengthy speech. "Interesting. . but how about we up the ante and make it an Ownership Match as well, which would require a pinfall of 3 count or Submission to win the match as well?" he said with a sweet smile as he turned his head as he closed his eyes as he smiled. Leaning in towards the girl he would brush his hand across her cheek, "Well, how 'bout it? But I still accept, so game on!" he said as he would jump backwards, and point his right palm out, with his other hand clutched on his scarf in the ready position. "The name's Terry" he said bluntly as his eyes narrowed into their hawkish gaze once more.

"Ownership? Okay deal! It will be fun setting up matches for you!" Momoko said, looking for a way she could exploit the the obviously taller man, so she thought of something, her speed and agility plus whatever he is wearing. Momoko would quickly circle him, but she would get closer and attempt to grab him by his pants, droping down hopefully bringing this guy with her.

"Don't count on winning" he said bluntly as she made her comment, his eyes keeping steady on her as she leapt forward, he jumped back and spun, sending the scarf out like a whip, his wrist spinning to make the scarf get a faster movement, aiming to wrap it around her legs and pull forward, otherwise he would rush her and grab her by the waist and hip check her to the ground as he made sure to watch her while planning it out as the scarf lashed out towards her as she missed him by that much.

Momoko had been tripped by a scarf, that's something that she didn't expect ever in a fight. She had attempted to get up and kick Terry in the back of the knee, and would smile this whole time, she knew that this would be fun! If that kick to the knee connected, she would attempt to then kick him in the head.

As she hit the ground and he retracted the scarf he spun his body, intending to make it connect in a stomp followed by a hammer arm but a more devious idea came to mind as her foot aimed at his knee. Picking up more speed as he launched into high gear, he swiveled again and put his hands over her foot, one on top and one on bottom and would loosely clench them while turning to attempt to throw her and follow up by dropping twin hammer arms on her after rushing to her falling point.