Match 1 - Kimberly vs Rex

[Kimberly Jones]

Kimberly let out a sigh as she shifted a bit, her arms crossed as she looked at the arena before her. She was not looking forward to having to fight in such a manor, but she needed to know what exactly was going on. It was highly unlikely that they were actually going to be releasing students, that just went against the entire purpose of the island. She sighed a bit to herself, mumbling under her breath for a moment before slipping on her MMA gloves. She needed something to channel her powers through and the best thing that wasn't a weapon was a pair of fight gloves.

She glanced back up before making her way silently to the stage, rolling her shoulders as she leaped gracefully onto the field, stretching out a bit as she started pacing. She was going against someone many times stronger then her, someone who could probably break a few bones despite her peak conditioning. She'd have to be careful and fast. She closed her eyes, opening them again after she had finished her stretches, glancing across at her opponent. She was going to have issues. If she was allowed to bring in her usual combat gauntlets she'd be fine, the spikes on them being extremely easy for her to channel through. Insulated materials normally only hardened under the shocks, never releasing pulses that she wanted.

Did that mean she wasn't going to try? Of course not. But did she know she was going to have issues if she couldn't release any pulses? Of course it did, especially when she was going to have to resort to close combat now, against someone she had never fought up close against. Her only goal in the fight? Avoid getting hit. She settled into her fighting stance, rolling her neck a bit as she looked over at Rex. "Well kid, shall we get this over with?"

[Rex]

It took Rex some time to get ready, the guards who were suppose to escort him, were screaming at him from outside his room, yelling there heads off for him to hurry up, for him to come with them. Rex, of course, made no effort to rush, and instead slowed down his 'movements' with each yell. Finally he made his way out of his room, he seemed to have changed his outfit, removing the normal hoodie, and piercing, and only having his white, ruffled undershirt, and his ripped blue jeans, held up with the same belt. The only big changes seemed to be the white wrap around his fist's, and brown, seemingly combat boot's strapped onto his feet. He smirked towards the guards. "I hope...I didn't keep you waiting..."

"So it's time...?" Slowly Rex made his way towards the ring, a trail of smoke idly following behind him from his lit cigarette, as he walked into the ring, hands in his pockets, and stature somewhat loose and open, relaxed as seemingly always. His eyes, however, weren't locked on Kimberly, but out, scanning the area around them, looking, and locating other fights, as well as fighters waiting. He gave the area another small scan, before huffing though his nose, sighing softly. "Nope..." He said under his breath, before looking up towards Kimberly, slowly releasing the control of his strength. "Yeah...Let's."

Without waiting a moment sooner, Rex kicked off the ground with an enormous rush of strength, then, with each step he took in his jog towards her, he made sure to hit with enough impact to shake the ground, causing it to vibrate, and send large tremors throughout it, causing anyone around them to easily shake, or become uneasy. If this worked on Kimberly as well, he'd aim to pull his right fist back, and swing heavily towards her midsection, aiming a powerful, and somewhat lethal strike. 

While the punch seemed to be thrown with his all, anyone skilled in combat would notice that his muscles weren't tense, but loose, and his speed, and force seemed held back, and mostly avoidable, even with the rather violent tremors rocking the ground. Of course this would only be noticed to the trained eye, so most likely Kimberly, and anyone watching in closely enough to notice. 

[Kimberly Jones]

Kim raised an eyebrow at the boy's stance, noting the casualness and his somewhat disregard for her presence. This caught her attention the most, especially since he was scanning the area around them. He had to be up to something more then just the fight at hand, but she wasn't going to find out by getting distracted by this fact. She smirked a bit as he spoke, noting that he took a while to even kick off of the ground, her stance instantly shifting into a combat stance, staying light on her feet and keeping her center of gravity low, getting shaken by the shock-waves being sent through the stage. She timed the waves as the boy neared, her eyes narrowing at his charge. Something seemed off, very off.

At the last possible second she quickly hopped to the side, spinning to keep herself facing the boy, observing his movements. He had to be holding back, that had to be what she was noticing. She had no idea what he could do at his full strength so her strategy stayed the same, though things were going to get interesting fast, she could tell that much. She bounced back a few steps, keeping on her feet lightly, observing him a bit more. She had to find an opening and fast. Until then she would play on the defensive, no need to risk getting punched after all.

She shifted, glancing around at the arena. She needed some kind of weapon if she wanted to better hold her own against the boy. The arena was not what she had expected, it wasn't like she could easily unravel the wires that were used for the edges of the arena. She narrowed her eyes at everything, not really sure what to do at this point other then avoid Rex's strikes and hope to outlast him. She knew she could last a while under stress, but could he?

[Rex]

He slowly watched her dodge away at last minute, and in turn, feeling his fist collide with nothing more then air. He slowly brought his fist back, and turned his head to her. He gave a small smirk, and sighed softly "Why can't that work for once...Haaa." He chuckled softly, and turned to face her, slowly letting the normally held restraints lose on some of his strength, allowing a larger pocket to be used. "...Reading me?...Heh..." He smirked, noticing how Kimberly watched his movements when he dodges, guessing that she was trying to put a guess on his strength, and his fighting technique. "Sorry...You haven't seen anything yet..."

With the newly released pocket of strength, he raised his foot, and slammed it hard into the ground, cracking it all around, and causing the ring to physically shake, rocking everything, including a black box above, it's windows tinted black. '...bingo' he thought to himself, before bending down, storing power into his legs, before kicking off, launching himself across the arena with decent speed. When he landed, instead of attacking right away, he ducked down, and to the right, using the jump, and the possibly of an attack as a faint, and swinging upwards in a rocketing uppercut, towards the right side of her jaw.

However, once again, she might notice the looseness of his muscles, the wide spreading of his legs, and even more odd, the fact that his fist went up just enough, that even if it did go though, it would only graze her chin, making the illusion of a blow, but not delivering the impact. Rex, also used this angle, and position to get a better look at the black tinted box below, allowing his eyes to sneak over to it, and notice the movement inside. Seemingly taking his eyes off, not only his attack in general, not seeming to care if it hit or not, but also Kimberly, almost taunting her, asking her for a counter attack.

[Kimberly Jones]

Caught completely off guard by the shaking of the arena, Kimberly lost her balance for a moment, shifting tot he side as she tried to regain her footing, blinking at the speed of the boy, leaning back as he neared, estimating a straight on attack and grinning to herself as she finds her theory for the most part, correct. However, his seemingly uncaring attitude told her he was there for more than just the fight and chance at freedom. He had other plans, but either way she did too. She shifted a bit, sliding back into her ready position, watching him closely for a moment.

He was taunting her, almost as if he was holding back just to wait till she counter attacked. She hopped back a few feet, glancing at the cracked stage before looking at the polls and wires that made up the edge of the arena. She had to use her surroundings as her ally now, that was the only way she was going to do anything at this point. However, climbing was not the fastest choice. She narrowed her eyes a little as she glanced back towards Rex, knowing a direct approach would be suicide. So what did she do?

The only thing she could do at this point really, she spun on her heels and started to dart to his side. She needed a better angle on heim, that was the only ways he was going to be getting any damage down. She had no idea how that was going to work though, seeing as she wasn't sure how nimble the boy was. IF she could out maneuver him she would have a better chance, if not then she was going to start praying or something. If only they hadn't told her no wires, it was normally her trump card.

[Rex]

After his uppercut missed, he slowly straightened himself out, and glanced over to Kim, smiling slightly. "I just can't seem to get yeah...I must be to large...Don't think this is gonna go well for me..." He sighs, and slowly turns towards her, rolling his shoulder. He watched as she didn't seem to know what  exactly to do, to be fair, he understood why, he'd taken the pace of the match into his hands, leaving her little to no option to counter, respond with an attack, anything. The most she could do was dodge and run, and pray that he was slower then her each and every time. 

At this point, he could feel the tension in the area around him. It was almost as if they wanted something to happen, not this back and forth that the two were having, it was obvious to him, that the people here, seemed to only care about one thing...Testing the students, trying to see who, or more importantly, whom, can come out on top of this pack of crazed powered kids. Why else would they deiced a tournament, as the entry point of escape, still...He didn't have enough proof, and just standing here, thinking theorizing about it, wasn't going to get him anywhere.

He then noticed Kim take off, dashing quickly towards his side, seeming to try and move into his blind spot, while at the same time, get herself the advantage with attacks. He smiled slightly at the tactic, understanding, and respecting it's well thought out nature, and commending it in his mind, before, slowly, he rested both of his hands into his pockets, and when she got, within' striking distance, he spoke. "...Alright....I give up..." He smiled slightly, as he just admitted his defeat. It took, what felt like forever, for the watchers, and even possibly his opponent, to catch on to what just happened, before Rex slowly walked off the stage, waving his hand back at Kim. "Good luck...Maybe next time....You should breaking a rule or two..." He said, before pocketing his hands, and allowing a few men to walk up around him, cuff, and escort him the rest of the way, to the losers dungeon, smiling and smirking all the way through, even slowly turning his head to one of the men, to ask a question. "...Can you spot me a smoke?"


Kimberly Jones Wins!
Forfeit.