Blowing off some steam... (PRIVATE: Anime)

Salone was at the other end of the arena. Her blonde hair down hidding the ugly scar on the left side of her face. There were three in total, the longest was in the middle starting at the other side of the bridge of her nose and ended at her jaw line. The other two were significantly smaller,the top one starting at a little ways under her eye. The one at the bottom was the tinyest. A little below her bottom lip and ended also at the jawline.
Her bangs flew into her face as she dodged a punch in the face. She sported a black tank top and her high school gym shorts, she was also barefoot. Salones shoved her apponet away from her. Who inturn stumbled out of the ring.
"Your stance is too wide, bring yourself closer together and make yourself a smaller target. NEXT!"
Next was a fifteen year old who she knocked out of the ring in a similar manner.

Riley stopped mangling the dummy momentarily when he heard a girl shouting. He turned, the dummy before him in tatters, to watch as a girl in the center of the arena took turns sparring with people... and she was pretty good at it, too. She was pretty, besides the scars that overlayed her facial features, though Riley kind of thought that they gave her a fierce edge, made her look bada**. Especially when she was fighting like that. Curious, he approached the group, sheathing Man and watching from a distance. She called the next person, and he watched, or rather gaped at the two of them in amusement... that blonde girl sure did know how to kick butt.

((I apologize for my censored swear, but I couldn't resist that one and I couldn't put it any other way, really.))

Salone tossed her long blonde hair out of her face and started on the next person. Her eyes were an amber brown. She had her back to Riley, on her lower left shoulder blade was a strange looking birthmark. The Mark of Anubis. Her left foot lashed out, catching her opponent's side. The other girl caught it and an evil grin spread across her face. Salone snarled something foul in Egyptian and kicked the girl in the face. There was a sickening crack as the girl's nose broke, the opponet it turn backed off swearing.
"Dirty move," she said holding her nose.
Salone walked off the platform, limping. "There is no fair fight."

Salone looked at the strange boy, her amber brown eyes boring holes into him, "I needed to get away, if she were a monster I would have been dead."
She limped off to a bench propping her ankle up for the time being. "Break time." she called to the people she was teaching. An Apollo healer hurried over with a bag of Ice. Salone placed it on her ankle. Sighing in relief she slouched down.

Salone kept her eyes closed, "If you need to know that girl is a bully. She steals, lies, and fights just for the heck of it. She broke a girls leg the other day. During their healing lesson, no less. Nobody would stand up to her."
Salone picked up her water bottle, her back twisting so you could see the mark of Anubis.

Salone let her hair fall back into her face. The light hair stood out vividly against her tan skin, "There is no crime against speaking your opinion," She stood, leaving her water bottle and ice pack on the bench.
"Okay princess' tea times over! " she called. The students imidatly dropped what ever they were holding and scurried over back to the arena. For the rest of fourty five minutes Salone drilled her students on exacuting propper kicks and punches.

Salone was wiping her sweaty limbs off with a black towel, her name embroyederd on the corner in looping hand writting. Pulling her hair into a ponytail, she looked at the boy again. Her eyes doing the strange "I am reading into your soul" look. She looked at her watch,"I have ten minutes before my next class. "
When her hair was in her ponytail, any person could see her bottom scar continued past her jaw line to her collar bone.
"No powers, any techniqe, and no weapons. The name is Salone, by the way." A look of mild amusement played across her face.

Salone just arched an eyebrow and stepped into the ring, her ponytail swaying slightly as she did so.
"Considering you don't know anything about me." Salone said, turning to face him. "Yes, I shall let you in on a little secret before we begin. I know more than one form of hand to hand combat. Greek form is my worst."
With that she drops into a ready position, her face blank.
Her body was coiled like a spring and was in a position of what looked like defense. No body could be particularly sure.

Salone's comment made him a bit more nervous than before, but he got into a ready position anyhow, forcing his emotions away from him, back into the depths of his brain. Now he had to focus... or the girl would pummel him. Okay, the girl would probably pummel him anyway, but still. He faced her, watching her in an attempt to anticipate her first move.


((This may be a failure, because I'm not always good at RPing fighting. LOL but I'll try my best!))

Occ- I don't mind
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Salone sat in that position with poise and grace. Her eyes fixed on Rileys face, like cold shards of amber. Then, without warning, she struck like a snake. Twisting her body so her leg wrapped around ancle and bringing her elbow in to connect with his ribcage.

Riley managed to block her attack, pushing her elbow away with his hands while he attempted to free his foot without tripping over himself. Keeping his grip on her elbow, he attempted to trip her other foot up with his free foot, though he wasn't doing that well. He must've overestimated himself. Well... crap.

((okay so this sounds really stupid LOL let's just say Riley's terrible at fighting hand to hand))

Salone grinned like a ferril cat, disentangling her legs. She grabbed Riley's wrist and forcing it up behind his back. A position that reviled a presure point, that is were she jammed her fingers. If it connected, Rileys entire arm would go numb and become unusable for the next 15 minutes.

Salone caught his elbow and let placed her fingers on that arms presure point and did the exsact same thing. Then she danced away, "give up?" She asked.

Salone grinned like a lazy cat. Her eyes sparkling with amusement. "My name is Salone Newton, my father is Anubis." She bowed at the waist. "Your arms will be back to normal in about ten minutes. Its the same consept as chinease acupuncture exsept with nerves and pressure points." She spread her hands out, "no godly power what so ever."

Salone threw her head back and laughed, "unfortunatly my skills do not lie in sword play, but rather my weapon of choice."
Her face had relaxed into a friendly expression, "which I unfortunatly do not have with me."
When she was relaxed her scars didn't stand out as vividly on her face.
"But it is not a normal weapon I assure you."