http://names-ash.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] names-ash.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2005-10-14 03:29 pm
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Wrestling Club, October 14

::Ash stands in the gym with his clipboard in his metal hand, the real one holding an icepack to his jaw::

Alright you primitive screwheads, listen up! I'm not even sure who the hell is part of this club anymore.

Everybody, give me your name, and then I will announce fight pairing based on attendance. New technique instruction will begin next week, when I am no longer suffering from personal injuries. ::grumbles::

Names, NOW!

::taps his foot, impatiently::
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[identity profile] names-ash.livejournal.com 2005-10-15 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
Boone, Sawyer! You two go at it!

::taps his foot::

Hussle, kids, hussle!

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2005-10-15 02:28 pm (UTC)(link)
After drooling over Sawyers icon for several minutes Boone launches a clumsy attack on Sawyer. The poor boy really doesn't know what he's doing. He's just...doing something.

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2005-10-15 02:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Boone squeaks. "I got...cigarettes for you...in my bag...:" he says, huffing between words because Sawyer took his breath away.

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2005-10-15 02:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Boone reaches for the offered hand and pulls himself up. "Well, you can have them after class."

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2005-10-15 02:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Boone struggles to get out of the hold, hoping to get Sawyer on his back on the floor.

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2005-10-15 03:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Even though he knew it wasn't true, because Shannon wasn't around to be fucked, the thought of it was enough to piss Boone off so that he surged upward with a burst of adrenalin, and quickly over powered Sawyer and slammed him down, catching him in some kind of hold.

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2005-10-15 03:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Shut up, asshole." Boone tightens his hold. "Leave my sister alone, pervert."

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2005-10-15 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Boone was normally very passive. If someone picked on him, he'd sit and take it. He rarely ever fought for himself. but for Shannon? When someone bad mouthted Shannon?

Boone didn't take that so well.

He growled and launched a physical attack on Sawyer with fits and legs flying. "Shut! Up! Shut! Up! Shut! Up!"

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2005-10-15 03:30 pm (UTC)(link)
He didn't say anything about Shannon then, and his words effectively stopped Boone. The Coach must not have noticed them fighting. Well, Boone fighting. Surely he would have put a stop to it. And Boone would likely have gotten detention, which he didn't want. Not if Professor Drusilla was in charge of it...

"Um. So. You, uh, wanna sneak out and have those cigarettes now?"

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2005-10-15 03:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Boone slips his shirt off too, and grabs his bag without looking back (http://www.livejournal.com/users/cerulean__eyes/2025.html).
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