After School Stuffs (open)

The young woman's eyes burned with fury as she glared at the several people who had surrounded her. The outfit Champagne wore was her school uniform from Karakura High. There was an open blood red jacket over it. Her hold on a metal pipe she held got slightly tighter. Champagne was happy that she had brought her ass kicking gloves with her. It was a weapon that she had just taken from the ground. She was supposed to go home but the teen found herself in this nasty ass alley with a group. It was girls mostly that had surrounded her and their "pretty" manservants-boyfriends but really there was no difference between the two in this case. One of the manservant with benefits actually cringed a little when her eyes met his.

"You must all think you are so fuckin clever. Surrounding me like this." They didn't respond but one did take out ice coffee and set it to the side quickly. It took awhile before one of the girls spoke. "You're a horrible person." "Really dumb bitch? Says the one with an army against a simple sixteen year old girl." She stated in a mocking tone. "Says the one that brought a pipe to a fist fight. See? You really ARE horrible. Cheater." A hearty laugh spilled from Chammy's lips. It was quite a contrast to her still raging eyes. "You know what this pipe is for?" She asked. "It's to whack each one of you like a pinata!" Chammy happily said, her tone soon turned dark as she stated, "Watching as the blood pours from your bodies. And the more I hit you the more I hope that your wounds would later fester." A manservant with benefits was definitely sweating now. "You know, it's only what you fuckers deserve." Obviously, feigning a sweet tone. "Each and every one of you is going to pay for this stunt." Though, Champagne didn't know why they were doing this. She didn't care enough to listen to the bitching. It was probably over some bull anyway.

Champagne cackled as she charged towards a MSWB (manservant with benefits). Her fury enveloped her entire body. Champagne desired so much for blood to spill on the ground. To hear the wetness touch the bat and to feel it, really feel the warmth on her hands. The guy looked like he was just about to piss himself. He froze, he could see death in his eyes as the metal pipe was aiming for his head. Then she could feel the impact of the pipe, his blood getting on it and his body just falling on the ground. A sensation went through Chammy's entire body, she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. "MORE!" She shouted turning then sprinting to another manservant with benefits. This one did put up more of a fight. He even got a couple punches in as she attacked him. The punches didn't matter to her though. All the girl cared about was his blood and his pain at that moment.

More people joined the fight. Champagne laughed out of delight. So much blood! All at once! I love it!! She thought. The team tried to take her down and keep her there but it didn't work. Her desire for blood was just too strong for them. The young woman squealed before giggling once she successfully whacked a few people out. "Do get up again! I want more." There was no response, Champagne cackled. The fight continued and it seemed to take forever before it was done. Now, not everyone in the fight really lasted some ran away successfully. The teen was satisfied though especially with the damage she did. Like the time when Champagne scratched a bitch. However, now she was thirsty. It was a good thing there was iced coffee on the side. The teen tried to clean herself up a bit using her red jacket. Chammy then carefully tied the jacket around her waist before shoving her ass kicking gloves. A now happy Chammy then picked up and opened the can of iced coffee. Feeling the cool liquid going down her throat was the nicest feeling in the world right now. She took another sip exiting the dirty alley and throwing the bat away into the garbage.

As she walked the street that had quite an amount of pedestrian traffic, the young woman sighed. Chammy took out her phone and texted to Eve in the code they made up about what had just happened. The teen sighed again, she had fought so hard she was now feeling tired. It was until the point that she tripped over a crack in the sidewalk, dropping her iced coffee in the process. "No!" Chammy shouted in a way a mother would shout if someone had dropped her baby.

Nicholas was out for a walk when the fight had started. He thought about jumping in to help the one being attacked but he stood back when he took note it seemed they did not need the help. he soon walked off as the fight continued. Though it soon ended and he could not help but think it was interesting how quickly the others were taken down. He soon walked up to the lady as he slowly nods his head. He soon took the cigar out of his mouth as he spoke to her. I see you are a pretty good fighter. You could use some touch ups on your fight style but you are not really all that bad i suppose for a kid anyway. He put the cigar back in his mouth as he soon pulled out a lighter to start up the fire on his cigar. Takeing a puff on it soon after he could not help but nod his head. I am Nicholas pleasure to meet you kid. He offered a soft grin as he spoke to say that he was curious as to how she would react to the way he was talking to her. He was not entirely sure how it would end but he had to admit that he was rather curious to say the very least.

Disappointment hit Chammy hard, she really wanted that iced coffee. The teen knelt to pick it up and as she did, the young woman felt as if there was something coming towards her. It could've just been all in her head but Champagne had decided to turn her head anyway. There was a man there now, speaking. The first thing that was in Chammy's mind when she heard that he saw the fight was whether or not he was going to report it. But a wave of relief soon followed when he did criticize her. Interesting. She thought. Conversing with this man I think would give me some benefits and opportunities. The teen stood up with the iced coffee can in her hand. It was dirty now and had to be recycled, unfortunately. Champange took a moment to look for a recycling can and she found a clear one not too far away. "Hello Nicolas. My name is Champagne but I prefer to be called Chammy. Thank you. I haven't really had any formal training, I just had to learn how to do it." The teens eyes looked at the recycling can. "Excuse me for a moment please." She hastily moved to the recycling can tossing the coffee and went back to Nicolas at the same pace. "Not many people like me. I mean you've seen the fight. They mostly due that because of misunderstandings and rumors. I've learned many things from stuff like this." Chammy paused a thought coming into her mind. The teen smiled. "Soo...do you have a formal fighting style?"

Nicholas slowly nods his head as he looked to her with a slow nod of his head. He did not seem to show emotion when she told him everything she did but he did seem to understand all the same though. So you want to be called Chammy? i think i may just stick with kid though for the time being. Its eaiser to say and well you are a kid. And as far as formal raining yes i have had formal training. I had a few years of military training. Also a few years on the war front as well. All in all i say i have had about.... three hundred and thirty years about in training. Maybe a little bit more or less... I lost track after i hit three hundred years old to be honest. He gave a slow not of his head as he closed his eyes. I know what its like to be hated. This is my 6th town possibly that i have been in. Everywhere else kinda kicked me out cause of how I am diffrent from close to everyone else. But my time in the military was rather fun. Met alotta interesting people though i will admit it can be a pain to be honest. but for now i am pretty much just wondering around takeing in the sites this place has to ofer. Almost everyone he told his litle story to thought he was crazy. He claimed to be over three hundred years old but he did not look to even be in his thirtys yet. at most he looked to be around mid twenty's he took a puff on his cigar and took it out of his mouth. some of the human race can not truely understand something so they end up fearing it insteed and as you know fear can turn to anger and stupid decisions. He stated as he soon put the cigar back in his mouth as he slowly nods his head. He knew some of what he said may be called a lie but he did not care about that at the time.

Chammy nodded as she listened to Nicholas talk. She didn't think all too deeply about the three hundred and thirty years training comment. The teen just assumed that the amount of training he had done was that many years. It was hard for Chammy to not be at least a bit impressed. Though it was a bit surprising to her to hear that this was his sixth town. It was nice to know that Chammy wasn't the only one who attracts so much hate from sticking true to self, even though there was some difference between her and Nicholas. The sixteen year old did fully agree with his statement of humanity. "Humanity always seems to be moving a bit slow. Such as how long it took for people to view Africa as more than a place filled with people who don't know how to swat away flies." The teen was starting to get tired of just standing in this place and talking on the sidewalk. "Would you mind if we walked a bit?" She asked, carefully turning so as to not bump into any moving pedestrians. Chammy was ready to move now. Maybe if the opportunity would come she would be able to exchange contacts with this man or be able to ask for him to help her polish her fighting skills a bit or perhaps both.

He would slowly nod his head as he loked to her. Sure why not. It wont hurt anything to talk and walk. He said as he stretched slightly before takeing another puf on his cigar. To be honest in the way I have seen things. Everything just seems to go down hill when outlooks of those around eachother alter with time.. It causes to much conflict and in the end i can only tell that it does not end well. With africa it tok awhile cause humanity in other places was afraid of what would be found there. It took humanity in diffrent area's to say hey theres something somewhee we want to go and even see what the place was eve like. I will admit in that time there are exceptions to every rule. but they wee not always so easy to find and to talk to. HE said as he took another puff on his cigar and took a deep breath outward. He knew that finding something that was right for hat person was never easy. Especially when you were diffrent. With humanity one must always know that they tend to be overly fragile beings untill they decide to make something of themselves. Thats the only time humanity truely shines above all other things. At times it works out and at times it simply falls through the cracks.

Well this conversation took a deep turn into this subject. I don't need this information from you. Champagne thought. I'd rather hear something else. Thinking as her eyes kept their focus on Nicholas. Keeping a look of interest in her face wasn't too difficult either. The young woman had many years of practice, from all those boring fancy dinners her parents would make her join, to the classmates at school who kept talking about things they thought had interested her. Actually, there was not much difference between people at the fancy dinners and Karakura high school students. Chammy noticed their eyes always lit up as she pretended to be oh so interested in whatever they said. Some even clearly having accomplishment over their face like bragging over their fake designer bag or that they had spent so much money on a gold plated computer with sooo much technical stuff installed into it. Chammy had a small smile on her face. "I agree with that completely. Sometimes I still get surprised at how fragile people are. It really doesn't take much for someone to get sooo upset over a tiny inkling." Some acidity was in her voice as Chammy's face showed that she had thought about a certain group of people. The young woman shook thoughts of those people away from her mind. "So, you said you had formal training before. What kind of style did you train in? I heard that centuries ago soldiers here were taught judo." Now this is a conversation I can truly pay attention to. She thought, anticipating what the man's answers was going to be.

Nicholas slowly nods his head as a soft grin came across his lips. You are horrid at hiding when you are notr truely happy with a topic that came up. Though if you agree then that does show something. And as far as things i was trained in. It was a mixture of diffrent fight styles. i trained in as many as i could as i grew older. It came in handy as things grew more and more out of hand. He slowly nods his head as he took in a deep breath before looking to her yet again. Though i did learn some Judo the street fighting is the style i took to the most. The raw aggression among otherthings. And the fact that within a street brawl you do not always have to think. You go on your basic emotions as well as feeling within the fight. I do know other styles but i tend to be a berserker when in a fight. Especially if someone i care about is in trouble. He said with a slight nod and slowly closed his eyes. He was trying to forget the things from his past but in the end the thoughts would never truely leave him alone.

Horrid when I'm tired. Champagne thought. But it always works when I'm not. After all I had to learn someway to keep my "image up and not disappoint my parents". "Please, excuse me. I am a bit tired. I will say something the next time something doesn't interest me." Chammy gave a small smile. I can't just go to sleep yet though. There's no way I am missing this opportunity. She listened to him state his styles. Making some mental notes of what he has said. When he was done, the teenager definitely had questions to ask him.

The young woman spoke in a low volume. "How do you keep yourself from getting really beaten at the end of the fight?" That's definitely something I need to learn. "I did win and I did clean myself up a bit. Buuut, I know I look terrible right now." Champagne sighed, shaking her head. I have to work on some things at the place I stay at too. If I'm lucky I could cover this all up and before he suspects anything. If I'm unlucky he'll notice before I even go through the doors. "It'll be really good if I learned how to keep myself from getting beaten without anyone really..." That previous thought of mine was stupid. He IS going to notice. Champagne's volume lowered down to a whisper as that thought was in her mind. "...Knowing about this side of me. It'll be a bit problematic if this was known." I can say that I got beaten up if no one knows. "Someone would probably try to bring guns next time if they thought I was strong." It'll be better if I did my best on my side to keep the 'weak fighter' image. I can't have Eve doing everything for me. "I don't know how to handle that and I don't want someone else doing things for me." Plus seeing the surprise on people's faces does feel a bit nice.

Nicholas slowly nods his head as he looked to her and gently rubbed his hand upon his chin. The only way to truely do that in a fist fight anyway is to learn and master diffrent fight styles. The better styles you can learn you usually can not learn enough of them to protect yourself fully in the normal life span. Though you can learn a off branch of fight style like mixed martial arts. There is even a martial art style where you use your enemies force against them and simply add your own in midst of the deffence.. on the getting beat up. There will always be someone better then you and geting beat up will always be an issue. Though on the after look i never have had to worry about it. I always look the same usually before and after a fight. If you like you can punch me in the face. Though i will give you a word of warning the punch may hurt you alot more then it does me. The way he said the last part would possibly sound as if he was mocking her. Though he actually was saying it for her own protection. He did move into position where she could hit him if she so desired. it was to prove a point after all. If she did him him it more then likely would feel as if she was punching a steel door. Though this is only if she did attack. WIth the gun though it would be better off leaveing them alone. Unless you can or are already close. If you train reflex and your speed enough. you can turn the tables on the one with the gun with a slight wrist movment that would allow you to take the gun from them before they know what was going on. Though as i said attempting to fight off one with a gun is a hazard for normal people without proper training.