((Continued from: How Many Ways Can You Define the Word "Cow"? )) The feeling of the wind running over his fist, the dirt wedging between his clenched toes, the harsh beating sound of oxygen being forced rapidly from his lungs, then the faint whistle as it was inhaled almost subconsciousl...

The silence that had ensued was answer enough for all parties, there was to be no fight. Panom, Jack and Elizabeth each made their way in their own direction. (I know its not much but I just wanted to finish this thread off because I left myself hanging a bit) ((Panom continued in: Nostalgia (Ground...

Jack closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and lowered his own fists, allowing them to fall to his sides, loose, but ready, in case anyone actually did start anything, which he now saw as unlikely. His own rage was almost entirely dissipated and his control just shy of fully returned to him. He could...

OOC: Okay cool  ;) Typical me I just took it as an afront to Muay Thai, haha, I can't stand it when people make comments on Muay Thai or Rugby that I feel could be seen a dereogative. Sorry about slowing things up with that, in future I'll try and remember that the views of the characters and the vi...

  Well, the Thai should go down easily enough if I go for the throat... OOC:Just a pet peeve really, but in full Thai rules the throat is game, so they have to defend it. In proper defensive position the shoulder protects the chin and throat and just almost every knockout area on the face and the h...

Jack saw the wide opening, but was not wise enough to spot it for the invitation that it was. Caught in the heat of the moment he planned on witholding no punches, he even smiled as he pushed John aside and brought his fist back to his chin then through in a right cross, the full weight of his shoul...

"Real fucking smart slapping her mate, I read somewhere that thats exactly what you do to someone with a consussion." Jack grunted and stepped back, his shoulders thorwn forward, his arms slung back and a look of indignation on his face. "Yeah, and I'm sure knocking her head about in ...

Jack and Elizabeth looked one another in the eye, then Jack looked to John and nodded to him meaningfully. Then he and Elizabeth procceeded to rush into action. Jack turned her over and checked her breathing, pulse and other vital signs to ensure she was alright in those senses. She was, thankfully ...

Elizabeth frowned as she left the classroom to enter a hallway filled with sounds of fueding females blaring from within the restroom, much to the amusement, she noticed, of most other students present. She didn't have to ask who it was, she had watched the two enter from within the class and beside...

Jack frowned a little, or he felt like frowning anyway, but managed to restrain the urge. It seemed John was far more eager to leave the oppurtunity for excitement far behind them. Jack loved being a hero, and thus far he hadn't had any oppurtunity to be so, and if things continued in this manner he...

Jack was torn between his urge to get involved in the excitement of a potential conflict and his desire to avoid Mariavel following the unofortunate event that had passed before invlving her, Liz and Panom. He stood in the doorway of the classroom, hanging back whilst John marched right right up to ...

Jack sighed and lifted himself lazily up from his desk, a contented expression on his face. He didn't know why he felt in such a good mood today, but something was influencing him and he just felt so at peace with everything. It didn't even bother him to see Panom enter the classroom and take a seat...

OOC: Now I have some free-time I will finish my earlier posts by adding in my other two characters. Once again Panom had entered the English class of which he was not a member (he was meant to be in social studies at the present moment) and taken up a seat nearby, though this time not actually besid...

Jack lay on his desk, head in arms, turned facing, eyes wide-open, directly out of the window, as though focusing on something out there which no one else could see, but was absolutely facinating to him. He, like most others by now, had finished his paper with time to spare, and had now resigned to ...

OOC: This is another incomplete profile. Name: Elizabeth Waters Gender: Female Age: 16 Grade: 10 School: Bathurst High Extra Curricular Activities: Political activism, and little else besides. She prefers civil disobedience rather than violence as a means of protest. Description:  Elizabeth is not, ...