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IC ((Anger Management))

December 1 2003 at 2:15 AM
 
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<Penelope> <She was storming towards the ship, it didn't take long before she was at the door. She took a deep breath.> You don't wanna lose your head with your mates <Calmed down slightly, she tried the door. It was locked.>
<Penelope> <She stood silent, still for a moment. Then suddenly, she broke out completely. Kicking the door hard and cursing quite loudly she only gained momentum abusing the door>
<Penelope> <She really got into it, now pounding the side in with her hands, not really making a dent though.> You stupid, sod awful floating piece of shit! <She gave the door one last hard kick, then fell to her knees, and let out a frustrating yell>
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<the door opens in front of Penelope.> You finished?
<Penelope> <She looks up at Korrin, who when she was standing was still much taller then her. She was breathing hard, and winced her eyes slightly when he appeared. Tilting her head to the side with a jerk, she hissed through her teeth.> You been he're the whole time mate? <She breathed faster and deeper> And your just opening the door now?
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<nods slightly, stepping back into the ship.> Something like that. I only caught the tail end. I figured if you were going to go off and make a fool of yourself, who was I to stop you.
<Penelope> <her breathing stopped. Her face fell flat and she starred at him for a moment. And just as quickly as she attacked the door, she lept to her feet and dove on Korrin, fists flying>
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<stumbles backwards, reaching out to half-catch Penelope and half deflect the incoming blows.> Whoa. Hey now. What's this about?
<Penelope> <She didn't take any notice that both of them were now on the ground, or even what he said, but was focused completely on beating his face in.>
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<struggling to keep from being beaten too badly, he eventually manages to get a fairly good grip on her wrists.> Hey now. Calm down.
<Penelope> <struggling against his hold, she inevitably gave up. Dropping her head down, she took in a deep breath. She pulled eyes up and looked at Korrin> Your confident you can just walk all over me aren't you.
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin] I'm confident that right now I'm not going to let you kick my ass. Now, get up and let's find another way to work this out. I'm sure there are more constructive ways beyond damaging the ship and its crew, namely me.
<Penelope> <she arched up to her feet and looked at Korrin as he got up and stood infront of her. She looked off to the side slightly, as if thinking, but only for a second. Smiling slightly she dove into her inside pocket, searched for a bit, then pulled out a 20$ bill note> What if i paid. Would you let me kick your ass mate?
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<takes the $20, tucking it into a pocket. After a moment, he shakes his head.> I'm not that cheap.
<Penelope> <Looking slightly shocked, but mostly pissed> Well thats to bad mate, <she moved slightly to get in a more stable position> I'm taking that note back, and i don't expect your about to hand it over.
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<grins> You'd go over twenty? That almost sounds desperate. Something's got you really worked up.
<Penelope> <she noticeably let down her guard, relaxing her movements.> Come on mate, how long I've known you? Going on 3 weeks. I just wanta beat on ya bit. I had a little bit of a bad day, and if ya don't work with me then i'll be forced to really give you a piece.
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<chuckles> A little bit of a bad day and I'm supposed to let you take it out on me? Sorry, kiddo, but I'll have to pass. I'll give you the twenty back if it'll make you feel better.
<Penelope> Arghh! NO! <She stepped up and pushed him, obviously trying to provoke him.> No! I won't feel better, i don't want money, I just NEED a release. <She turned slightly, to be facing both the exit and Korrin> And if i don't take it outta you, you'll be fishing me out of jail cell somewhere. So really I'm savin your time and i think thats fairly considerate mate.
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<presses a button on a control panel on the bulkhead. The hatch slides closed.> Might as well be less public. Hate to see you embarrassed in front of strangers. I'm warning you though, you'd best find a better diversion for this. I'm not going to *give* you anything.
<Penelope> <Her eyes narrowed on Korrin. She quickly lifted her left foot, hopping momentarly on one foot as she took off her shoe.> Well then i'll *take* it mate! <she chucked the boot hard at Korrin's head>
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<leans to one side, slapping the flying boot aside.> That's the point, then.
<Penelope> <She promptly took off her other shoe, and tossed it just as hard at his head again>
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<brings his own hands up, trying to peel hers away from his throat. After a moment, he succeeds.><coughs>...this...after a bad day?
<Penelope> <She hops down, her feet firmly on the ground again, but continues to reach towards his throat. She grits her teeth> King of bad days. <She jerked her knee up to smash him right between the legs.> Sustained a bit of an ego hit, ya know, mate?
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<turns slightly, taking the knee in the thigh. He twists her arm around, trapping her against him.> Sounds like it. Don't get too carried away here.
<Penelope> <She struggles to get let her hands free, but does so in vain.> Why not mate, 'fraid of being dented up a bit. <She brought her right leg up, and came down hard to hit Korrin just below the knee>
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<stumbles back a step, bringing his damaged leg up.> Okay...that hurt.
<Penelope> <She smiled widely> Thats *exactly* what i need to hear, mate <using the same foot, she kicks back, making another pass at the family jewels>
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<his eyes widen, realizing the vulnerable and off-balance position he's in. Penelope's foot makes contact, and Korrin drops to his knees. Wincing.> Was...was that...entirely necessary?
<Penelope> <Now free she turns around, and looks down at Korrin, as if looking at her prey> Completely <her face forms a menacing smile. She wastes no time in taking advantage of his vulnerblity, and promptly rolls a fist and swings hard into his left cheek>
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<takes the punch. He slowly, gingerly, gets back to his feet. He spits blood onto the deck.> I think you've abour used up your free ones.
<Penelope> <she now looked up at Korrin. She looked slightly puzzeled, but couldn't conceal her obvious enjoyment> Free ones? I'm not sure about that mate.
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<rubs his jaw> Your free shots. That's two good ones. Y'see, pretty soon, I'm going to have to start giving some back.
<Penelope> <she laughed lightly> Thats nice mate. Let me know when it happens eh? Don't wanna miss that <She swung her right leg up fast, a kick that would just meet with his face>
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<leans back slightly, catching her leg as it comes by and pushing it up and back, dropping her on her backside.> There's the first one. I prefer to go after the pride as well.
<Penelope> <she breathed hard, the wind knocked out of her. She looked strained up at korrin, who was still holding her leg. Her eyes narrowed, and she proped herself up on her elbows, moving her left hand slightly into her jacket> I'd think hard about going anyfurther mate, sensitve area for me ya know.
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<grins> Didn't stop you, now did it?
<Penelope> <she gave him a mocking grin back, whilst pulling a small dagger out of her jacket. She quickly throw the blade towards him, aiming for his left shoulder.>
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<steps out of the way of the thrown knife, releasing her leg.> Hey now. No weapons.
<Penelope> <she sprung to her feet, and reaching into her right jacket side, pulls out a second small dagger and lunges against him, struggling with him to stab him in the shoulder. Her voice is forced, as she is slightly out of breath from all her effort> Not 'fraid are ya mate?
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<slaps the hand holding the knife away.> Scared? No. You're not good enough at this to scare me.
<Penelope> <She glares at him coldly, and pushes her self away from him, and stumbled back against the wall. She's breathing heavily.> Not good enough? <She stands somewhat upright, though fails to be threatning to someone nearly a foot taller.>
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<nods faintly> You're letting your emotions get the best of you. Better ways to handle being pissed off.
<Penelope> <She closes her eyes tightly, and slowly bends down, to rest on the heels of her feet. She takes in several deep breaths, and tilts her head to look *way* up at Korrin, her voice has a considerably lightly ring> Ya couldn't just be good about it could you? Just a friendly bit of jabin' and you hafta bring me down a notch? <she looks down at the ground again> Not nice mate.
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<grins slightly> Hey, you pulled the knife. I had to do something to get your attention. C'mon, don't take it personally. Tell you what, the first round's on me. I just picked up a couple of fresh bottles. Stuff's not too bad around here.
<Penelope> <she continued looking at the ground, thinking. She smiled faintly and came back up to a stand> Right then, fetch the bottle, i'll drink you under the table mate.
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<nods> A much more pleasant contest. I'll get the bottle. <winces slightly> And some ice.
<Penelope> <She takes a seat in some chairs off to the side, still smiling, but with a more menacing tinge now>
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<stops, jsut at the end of the passageway leading away from the hatch.> Well? I'm not planning on drinking alone. Nor am I planning on drinking near the airlock. Wouldn't want to give you any more ideas.
<Penelope> <walks up to him, and grabs one of of the two bottles in his hands.> No, course not. <she paused> Lead the way then mate.
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<nods> That's better. <he starts off towards the makeshift messhall.>
<Penelope> <Following him a few feet, she slowly raises her bottle above her head comes down hard, smashing the entire bottle mercylessly over his head, knocking him unconcious to the ground.>
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<falls heavily to the deck.>
<Penelope> AH! <She smiles widely, and steps lightly over him, picking up the bottle still cradeled in his hands. She pops off the lid and throws her head back, taking in a long hard amount. Cringing slightly after, she looks down at Korrin, still smiling widely. She lifts her bottle, as if giving a toast> Not good enough eh mate? <She laughs and takes another swig> well, i can take you on.
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<A short time later. He slowly sits up, resting his back against the bulkhead. His hand comes up, feeling the back of his head.> Now...that was just low.
<Penelope> <she slumps to her knees, and takes a seat beside Korrin leaning against the wall. She throws her head back and takes another swig. She offers him the bottle> Not personal of course mate, but you had to be put in your place. <she turns to look at him> not sure if ya noticed, but i don't take hits to the ego gracefully.
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<takes the offered bottle, taking a long drink from it.> I noticed that. I'll have to keep that in mind.
<Penelope> <she smiles grabing the bottle away and taking another drink.> Oh, and don't get any ideas yourself mate. <She shakes the bottle whilst offering it back> it's the only bottle within arms reach.
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<shakes his head, taking the bottle back.> Wouldn't dream of it. Not until I get a chance to go shopping for more. I'd hate to waste all I have left.
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<shakes his head> No, ma'am. We're even. For now.
<Penelope> <she leans over to grabs the bottle from him, taking another long swig from the bottle.> Right, sure <she looks at him, clearly not focused> I completely agree.
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<stands, a bit shakily.>
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<shakes his head, wincing.> Feeling better?
<Penelope> <she looks up at him, and in doing so, falls back and lays on the ground. She smiles widely, and nods her head> So much better mate.
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<grins> Need help getting somewhere? I don't recommend passing out in the corridor here.
<Penelope> <She raises her hand, but just to point at him, her sentences are slurred now> Well, thats where i'm beating you again mate! I do what i please...<On that note she brings the bottle to her mouth, and obvious tries to finish the entire contents remaing, only to have the bottle slip from her hands as she passes out in the midst.>
<Evan_Cross> [Korrin]<nods> I imagine so. < After a moment, he leans down and picks her up. He carries her down the passageway to her quarters. Leaving her inside, he walks to the makeshift infirmary, intent on getting, quite honestly, his head examined.>

 

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