Brittany
Running From Bees
I got caught in a net.plg%%Sawyer %%
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Post by Brittany on Jan 20, 2007 22:53:38 GMT -5
SAWYER
He ignored her leaving, sarcastic remark and tried to get back into the book he'd been reading before she showed up, but found that now the mood was ruined and he couldn't concentrate. He sighed, frustrated, and set the book down as he watched the people around him. He noticed that not very many set up camp near him. Suited him just fine, but he thought it was amusing nontheless.
After putting his book away inside the tent, Sawyer decided it was time he visited Kate. He hadn't seen her since they got back from the hike and, hell, he wanted his gun back anyway.
**makes his way to G3 - Fuselage and Surrounding Area**
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Post by Ethan Rom on Feb 15, 2007 13:13:20 GMT -5
***Ethan enters***
He wasn't particularly concerned if people saw him, apart from Gwen. He'd lied to her face, after all, with a smile on his face. But now he was going to get what they needed.
He began to tear through Sawyer's stash, looking for what he needed and discarding what was useless messily onto the sand.
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Brittany
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Post by Brittany on Feb 15, 2007 13:37:42 GMT -5
SAWYER
As he got closer to his tent, he saw someone discarding his things carelessly onto the ground outside. He narrowed his eyes and ran the rest of they way, yelling, "Hey!" He threw open the tarp flap and saw the guy, Ethan, digging through his stash. He grabbed the man by the shoulders and threw his out of his shelter. "What the hell are you doin'?!"
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Post by Ethan Rom on Feb 15, 2007 13:43:09 GMT -5
"What the hell are you doin'?!"
Ethan stood, brimming with anger. "I'm going through the stuff you stole, the stuff we need. Electrical equipment, that sort of thing. Now give me the stuff and be quick about it." he said simply, his eyes focused and empty.
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Brittany
Running From Bees
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Post by Brittany on Feb 15, 2007 15:45:47 GMT -5
SAWYER
"How about I give you the finger," he snarked, flipping Ethan off, "and you can make like a tree and get the fuck outta here."
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Post by Ethan Rom on Feb 15, 2007 15:49:22 GMT -5
Ethan laughed heartily. "You're a clever one. Of course, beneath all the bravado, you're probably just a scared little boy, crying for mommy and daddy." His smile dropped into a cold, expressionless stare as he moved forward swiftly. "Get out of my way."
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Brittany
Running From Bees
I got caught in a net.plg%%Sawyer %%
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Post by Brittany on Feb 15, 2007 16:07:19 GMT -5
SAWYER
"Why don't ya make me," he growled, equally as cold.
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Post by Ethan Rom on Feb 15, 2007 16:09:54 GMT -5
He felt the overwhelming urge to punch Sawyer. But no. There were two ways this could go. One way, he would get the stuff and humilate Sawyer in the process. The other, Sawyer could attack, he could beat Sawyer until he coughed up his own liver and take the stuff. Either way, he won.
He pushed past the Southerner roughly and dismissively, waiting for the inevitable consequence that would either be a one-liner or a punch.
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Brittany
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Post by Brittany on Feb 15, 2007 16:16:37 GMT -5
SAWYER
"I don't think you understood me," he said, turning Ethan around again. He punched Ethan hard in the face, knocking the man down. "You're not touching my stuff."
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Post by Ethan Rom on Feb 15, 2007 16:20:34 GMT -5
A little stronger than he'd expected. Nowhere near strong enough, but strong.
Ethan staggered back a step or two, but he still managed to smile. A fight. Exactly what he’d been hoping for. Well, not a fight exactly. Much the same effect of making a rooster fight an eagle.
"You're not touching my stuff."
"Are you sure?" he asked, grinning ear to ear.
He’d come a long way since he was the one being beaten on. Now, despite his lanky frame, he had an intense strength and powerful durability that gave him the edge. He’d been in plenty of fights, in prison and after, and it had hardened him, made him stronger and tougher. Best of all, he was often underestimated, leading his opponents to get a horrible surprise when Ethan let loose. And Ethan never held back. Not in the least.
So when he came back with a sudden, fast and powerful punch to Sawyer’s face, he put all of his strength behind it, striking the Southerner with staggering force. He didn’t allow Sawyer time to make his next move, either. Instead, he delivered two more swift punches, one to Sawyer’s gut and the other to the side of his face, allowing himself a little smile as he felt wet, warm blood on his knuckles.
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Brittany
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Post by Brittany on Feb 15, 2007 16:28:47 GMT -5
SAWYER
Sawyer stumbled back a step at the first punch and again at the second. Then, he doubled over slightly at the force of the blow to his stomach. He caught his breath and felt his cheek, seeing blood on his fingers. He glared up at Ethan and gathered his strength, tackling him at full force to the ground, then managed to land another hard punch to Ethan's face.
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Post by Ethan Rom on Feb 15, 2007 16:32:29 GMT -5
Ethan drove his knee sharply into Sawyer's gut, and quickly jabbed Sawyer's throat. He grabbed the con-man by the head with both of his hands, and kept him in place, headbutting him. He pushed his opponent off of him onto the ground, and started to stand again. He quickly kicked Sawyer in the side as he stood, and then again as he stood, kicked him in the chest.
He crouched down slightly, grabbing Sawyer by the shirt collar. "Not much of a fighter, are you?" he asked, punching him in the face again. And again, and again.
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Brittany
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Post by Brittany on Feb 15, 2007 16:47:58 GMT -5
SAWYER
He grabbed at Ethan's hands as they cut off his air supply and hardly had time to recover before he was knocked to the ground and kicked a couple of times. He clutched his side, but began to feel light headed. He couldn't manage a witty comeback, before Ethan punched him repeatedly in the face. Sawyer's peripheral vision became hazy and dark, but he tried to stay conscious so that Ethan wouldn't get the satisfaction of knocking him out. It wasn't working very well.
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Post by Ethan Rom on Feb 15, 2007 16:52:59 GMT -5
“Who is this? Who…is…this? I thought this was meant to be the badass guy!” he smirked, hopping around Sawyer’s body, and began to put on a mock tough-guy voice. “The wild man, the bad boy, but oh, if only some of the women could tame him.”
Another violent kick to the side. He dropped the voice.
“Shame not everyone is an idiot, some people have your number.” He sighed, and stomped his foot down on Sawyer’s chest, peering down at him. “Looks like I really am taking your stuff.” He crushed his foot harder into Sawyer's chest.
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Brittany
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Post by Brittany on Feb 15, 2007 17:02:05 GMT -5
SAWYER
Hanging onto consciousness by a thread, he peered at Ethan through half-closed eyes. Blood covered his face and his chest and stomach felt bruised, to say the least. "Over my dead body," he muttered angrily, clearly in pain, through clenched teeth.
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Post by Ethan Rom on Feb 15, 2007 17:05:46 GMT -5
"Over my dead body,"
He paused. "OK then." His arm shot out, his hand closing over Sawyer's nose and mouth and holding tightly.
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Post by Brittany on Feb 15, 2007 17:11:58 GMT -5
SAWYER
His eyes widened when mouth and nose was covered, preventing him from taking a breath. He grabbed at Ethan's hand, but couldn't pull him off. His head got fuzzy and a white noise started ringing in his ears. His vision started going black and he was seeing white specks of light in the dark haze.
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Post by ana on Feb 15, 2007 19:19:59 GMT -5
**Ana-Lucia enters from G4 Beach and Shore....bit of a leap, but there's a damsel to rescue** Feeling somewhat better for having talked with Jake, Ana returned to camp intent on finding Sayid as he had suggested she do. It was a wise idea to keep track of the ongoing efforts to get a signal, or even find the broadcast they had heard on the hike. But on her return to camp, she found herself in a slight state of deja vu. Again, she had entered from the tree line to find Sawyer fighting in the sand. This time not with Sayid, but with the tallest guy on the island, Ethan. A guy who, although he had done absolutely nothing out of the ordinary; who had in fact been one of the more helpful in the group, she just felt a slight.....animosity towards. They'd barely spoken, but there was just something about him that had creeped her out. It was a gut feeling and she always trusted her gut. Right now, it was paying off for Ethan was making mincemeat out of Sawyer. Ana broke into a sprint towards the pair as they wrestled on the ground, whipping her head around wondering why no-one had broken it up. Though after Sawyer's antics yesterday, she thought maybe they'd all feel he deserved whatever he was getting. As she got nearer though, she soon realised this was no ordinary fight. Ethan looked like he was seriously trying to kill Sawyer. It crossed her mind that she might have some major trouble pulling such a big man from off of Sawyer. There was only one way she could think of to break it up quickly. She ran as fast as she could, directly at Ethan. Barelling into him like a runaway train. It was enough to knock his grip from Sawyers face as the two of them rolled into a heap beside him.
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Post by Ethan Rom on Feb 15, 2007 19:26:29 GMT -5
Ethan felt like a big dog being attacked by a kitten that had sharp claws despite it's size. He slammed into the ground hard, winding him slightly. Coughing, he tried to get to his feet. "Stay the hell out of this, bitch, or I'll put you on the ground with him!" He gave another cough, standing shakily. He advanced towards Sawyer again.
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Post by ana on Feb 15, 2007 19:39:59 GMT -5
"Stay the hell out of this, bitch, or I'll put you on the ground with him!"
Oh that's it.
Clearly Ethan didn't know what she was capable of. He probably though her some silly girl trying to play with the big boys. Well she wasn't some silly girl. And even though she had quit the force, she was still a cop inside. And she had many tricks for taking down cocky bastards like Ethan.
He lunged for Sawyer again, but she tackled his legs like a football player, tripping him up and knocking him down just out of reach of Sawyer. Ana knew she had to be quick in order for this manouvre to work since Ethan could very easily have knocked her spark out with one punch. She threw her whole body onto his back, her knee pressing in hard between his shoulder blades, her hands reaching out to grab one of Ethan's flailing arms. She caught his wrist and twisted his whole arm back to the point where if she'd applied any more pressure she might break it. It was a move she'd been taught at the academy and one which she'd used hundreds of times. It almost felt good to be doing it again.
"Move, and I swear I'll snap it clean off!" She threatened, glancing sideways at Sawyer to check he was breathing.
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