How To Not Get Your Ass Kicked.

Lukas shruged as well, no lose to him, "Ok then who will fight me" Lukas said just suanding there in tight fitting jeans and a tight hoodie. He stood, his hair in front of his face, he didn't really look like that tough of an opponent.

Jecht shrugged as he inhaled a drag from his cigarette. "Yeah, what ever. Look kid, jumping into the ring with me right off the bat won't do much other than hurt...I was teaching them a lesson, you don't want that lesson...I want you students to spar one another, fighting like water, calm and relaxed. Once you've shown me you can fight like the water, the real lessons begin." Jecht walked off the mat, heading towards a smaller mat he had laid down for meditating. This mat had been about 10 feet from the arena, and the arena was fairly large...

Lukas stood up, and scratched his head, "I won't beat you but I could give a try" he said a little unsure of his choice. Lukas stepped down from the bleachers, he saw Jecht and knew that he could never even hope to beat Jecht, but he did want to see where he stood, Jecht so far looked as if he would be Lukas' favorite teacher. "Don't kill me though" he said glancing at the ground.

Jecht's right arm fell back to his side, his left one never left his pocket. He inhaled a drag from his cigarette and exhaled through his nose, his eyes never opening this entire fight. He opened them to a squint, his facial expression was dull and lazy. He hated hot-shots who thought they were all that, exactly why he picked on Horril and Alexis first. To put them in their place, to let them know he was superior and they were the pupils. "Any one else think they're bad ass?" He lazily uttered to everyone in the room.

((Fuck it, posting anyway. As a sensai I am meant to be superior, especially on the first day.))

Jecht heard foot-steps, two sets of them enter the room. Apparently he had begun to gather a crowd, this annoyed Jecht greatly since he preferred to be alone, but he didn't really have a choice since he had been a teacher now. He had to teach the punks whether he liked it or not...His eyes remained closed as the boy Horril charged him, he didn't listen to a damn thing he had said. He was still extremely tense and aggressive, nothing like the water. Jecht merely tilted his head to the right, letting the punch fly right past him. He lifted his right leg and kicked heavily into Horril's left shin, following up on the attack by crossing his right arm over his own neck, then viciously swinging his arm outwards. The back of his fist slammed into Horril's cheek, causing him to be launched off his feet and make a 180, making him land on the ground, stomach first. Jecht's attack had all happened in the blink of an eye, it was all one fluid motion. "Water can take any form...It drifts with out effort one moment, then pounds down in a torrent the very next..." This was directed towards all of his students, his entire lesson about being like the water was.

Lukas strolled into Jecht's studio, he had seen him around alot, and Jecht's mannerisms were similiar to his, he also realized Jecht was the instructor for fighting, something that interested Lukas, he had some street fighting skill, growing up on the streets of New York, he saw Horril fighting Jecht. "I hope he gets his ass kicked" he mumbled and took a seat watching the fight, and waiting for Jecht to finish the student off, even to the untrained eye it was obvious he was going easy on the kid.

"Hmm perhaps fighting on my instincts with you is a worse plan than Fiore" drops into posta-Iron door hand against his thighs in a stable footed position.with a fluid step he dummied out to the left with his left hand then faster then before went into frontali(arms outstretched to either side of the head and always a passing posta so you move from frontali to irondoor for example) hands towards Jecht's head at high speed.

((Your post made no sense...))

Jecht saw him coming, his obvious and aggressive movements would not compare to Jecht's fluid and calm ones. He side-stepped him as he ran towards him, he merely put his leg out and tripped Horril, causing him to fall face first onto the floor. "You're tense, I'm calm. You apply excessive force, I control that force through fluid motion...That means relaxing the whole body so it can react instantly with out resistance, and with out thought. Do you see now? It means becoming like clear water..." He calmly replied to him, standing with his right arm at his side and his left hand in his pocket. The cigarette smoke exhaling through his nose.

"as you wish,I shall no tuse Fiore here" he crouched then swept forwards like a blur sidestepping around Jecht while grabbing the man's leg,keeps running towards the other wall kicking off it landing back where he started.

Jecht sighed once again, not having a damn clue on what the kid was talking about, or giving a rats ass. "Come at me, or get out. I'm different than your other instructors, unlike them I don't care about you, your manners, or any other bull-shit..." His words were cold and harsh as usual, but that was apart of the person Jecht was.

"I am simply observing your fighting style to learn the jist ready to put into practice,I am used to a much less active first lesson sir, I am more used to observing Fiore grand masters sparring and learning the basic foot work posta's and throws."

Jecht's eyes fell to a dull and annoyed squint as he watched Horril gaze at him, the vampire didn't move or do as he asked. Jecht sighed, the cigarette that hung between his lips titled down as he did so. Once his sigh finished, he inhaled a drag from his cigarette and closed his eyes, exhaling from his nose..."If you're just gonna stare at me like I'm pretty then stop wasting my time and get out..." He said coldly to the boy. Jecht had hated people who wasted his time and played around too much, it was quite annoying.

((heh sorry I dunno why I though tit was))
He frowned watching the two,this Jecht fellow was quite the fighter,he was begining to admire the man to an extent though he had no intrest in trying to befriend such a man,no that was a bad path to follow for Horril and he knew it .

((The first sentence wasn't directed towards you, now shut up and post.))

((dude I never said I was better than you I simply stated my specific physical attributes as a vampire "he may have found someone who could mach his speed" and that I was the one of the fastest and strongest of my kind is what I said. ))

((Jecht is super-human practically, you are not way faster than him in a fist fight. Stop making vampires out to be super powerful or I'll fist fuck the both of you. I am a better fighter and outclass the both of you, that's why I am the sensai and you are the pupil.))

Jecht chuckled as the girl came towards him, he remained calm, his right arm hanging lazily at his side while his left hand dug into his pocket..."I'm telling you, don't tense up..It's not about strength or power..." He easily side-stepped her punch, grabbing her wrist and flung her towards the ground..."You gotta be fluent...You have to be like water..." He said looking down at his pupil who had been laid out onto her back. He then looked over to the Vampire boy..."Come at me with all you've got..." He uttered lazily.

Nodded approavingly "fast I'll give her that" knowing yet he was still one of the fastest and strongest of his kind he may have found someone who could mach his speed,but could she punch through a 4 foot thick concrete wall he wondered.Knowing even that was difficult for him let alone other vampires he had his doubts,he needed to be fully into the punch to manage that and alos to have drunk 6 litres of blood,hard indeed he thought.

[Alexis has superhuman speed. Like that of a Vampire. If Jecht is a Human, shes wayy faster than him. and her eyes are just as fast making most of your movements easy to see.]

Lexi's leg quickly swung by and she was knocked over by the sweep kick and easily caught herself and stood up straight. with her fists up.. she easily read him and she went zooming towards him with her fist cocked back and she kept her eyes on him ready to registers for any attack he made.

Horril smiled a little,a bare curve of his cold lips. Perhaps he could find challenge in this man,perhaps. That was the only problem with being faster than mortal's,none of them really could keep up with his eye blistering movements,though both the girl and the man seemed to have grace and fluid speed,maybe he could find a match here.

((Jecht isn't slower than her, his fighting style is based on speed and quick thinking.))

Jecht smirked as she barely dodged his kick, a rare sight to see for him. He was calm and fluent, like the water, his movements were incredibly fast and hard to predict. He predicted her movements rather easily, her style was too predictable unlike Jecht's natural form, years of being a hired-killer tends to give that to you. He side-stepped her kick to his ribs, making a quick 360 spin and throwing a sweep kick with his right leg at her leg. She had only been standing on one leg when he threw this kick, since she had just finished throwing her own.

Alexis' pupil's dialated and she quickly registered side stepped the attack gracefully and quickly moved with precisions and stategy to send a quicky kick to his ribcage, and followed up witha a three peice one fistgoing for the center of his chest the other to his stomach and the other to the oppsote ribcage she kicked. She moved faster than Jecht, this was obvious but her Blows need more strength.