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Post by [x] South Korea on Jun 7, 2012 20:40:56 GMT -5
Korea tore his wrist of England's grip as fast as he could, falling to the ground on his knees and wincing again. Bending over would be annoying for a good week.
"Hah, hah. Very true, da~ze!" Korea nodded slightly in general agreement to England's statement.
Tripping forward, Korea slammed his foot down on England's toes (a generally childish maneuver, but good when times called for it). Then, now that he was quite close to the European nation, used said nation to step way, shoving at England's shoulders and taking a step backwards, hoping to use the minimal amount of gained time to mourn his bruises and take a breather.
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Post by England on Jun 7, 2012 22:07:26 GMT -5
England winced at the sudden, unexpected movement, and hopped back, limping as he let the pain ebb away from his toes.
"That was... different." he chuckled, and for a moment, the entire setting of battle dissipated, and it felt like they were merely two old friends, discussing the blandest of subjects.
And then, it came right back at him that he could not lose, and he dropped into position again. Arms up in defensive, he jumped forward and swung one of his fists up in an uppercut, hoping to clip Korea from below and knock his jaw hard.
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Post by [x] South Korea on Jun 10, 2012 11:56:47 GMT -5
Korea laughed at England's response to his move. What caught Korea's eye was that England almost relaxed for about half a second before leaping back at him. Huh.
Attempting to lean to the side and instinctively turning his head to dodge the blow, Korea only managed to dodge it enough to have England's fist smack him on the back of the head. Wincing, Korea balled his fist and swung it directly forward, hoping to get England either in the ribs or (if he missed, because he was getting quite tired) collarbone area, which were quite painful and annoying to break. Not as though he was trying to break any bones, nope...
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Post by England on Jun 10, 2012 18:25:33 GMT -5
England was tight in timing as he ducked to the side, the fist indeed catching him in the collarbone and throwing his entire body off balance. Letting out a surprised squeak, he stumbled back and dropped to a crouch, using one of his legs to kick Korea straight in the knee, hoping to break his stability, or even bruise. Obviously, it wasn't the ideal conditions to break the leg's bone, so he didn't have to worry about that, but he still kicked hard enough to practically feel the impact ringing through Korea's knee joint when they connected again.
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Post by [x] South Korea on Jun 10, 2012 23:10:16 GMT -5
Korea snorted slightly when England squeaked. (Not as though Korea ever, ever squeaked. Nope.)
When England's foot connected with his knee, Korea gasped slightly and had to use his opposite hand to support himself when his leg buckled slightly and he fell to the ground. Ow. Pushing himself up as fast as he could, making sure to favor the newly bruised knee, Korea swung another punch at England, this time with his other arm.
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Post by England on Jun 11, 2012 20:31:28 GMT -5
England put his arms up in an X formation to block Korea's punch, and then shoved his arms forward so that his elbow could slam down on the top of his head.
"You have quick reflexes, to say the least." he commented between two pants for breath, licking his lips and tasting cold dust on his sweaty skin.
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Post by [x] South Korea on Jun 11, 2012 20:48:31 GMT -5
Korea's eyes crossed slightly as he watched England's elbow nearly hit him on the nose. (He really didn't need another bloody one, after the comments he had gotten last time).
"Thanks!" Korea replied quickly. Taking a few steps backwards, the Asian nation chose to drop back into a guarded position to see if he could use the next move England threw at him against him.
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Post by England on Jun 13, 2012 19:25:03 GMT -5
"So, how about we end this soon and go inside for a warm cup of tea?" England suggested as if it were the most natural thing in the world as he went in for a sweeping kick at Korea's middle again. Some part of him hoped he would hit a soft spot, but another part of him was somewhat reluctant to abuse the very same spot over and over again. It must've been really unpleasant for the younger-looking nation. Nonetheless, he reminded himself that he couldn't lose, even if it was just a training exercise, and put all he had behind that kick, which he hoped would end it all.
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Post by [x] South Korea on Jun 14, 2012 22:43:19 GMT -5
((Technically, Korea is older than England is, country-wise <3))
"Tea? Western tea, da~ze?" Korea had never really had much of the stuff, as China had always seemed to keep the stuff away from his nation. And, well...he had just never really tasted it that much. Besides, he was sure that Korean tea was much much better than English tea was.
Attempting to act almost nonchalant as he sort-of-dodged the kick, as England's shoe grazed his side (which was still enough to probably leave some kind of a mark, permanent or not). Feeling too lazy to incorporate any fancy moves, Korea just walked sideways quickly (Read: limped) in an attempt to find an open spot, which didn't take all that long, as they were both tired. (Not as though he would ever admit that).
Swinging his fist at England's face, Korea leaned into the punch as he did so, hoping to land at least one other blow on the European nation.
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Post by England on Jun 16, 2012 13:54:26 GMT -5
((Appearance-wise? Derp no :'D I'll change it, though, if you want :3))
"You have something against western tea, too?" England groaned in displeasure. "Everyone seems to. I don't understand. It's a godly mixture, to say the least." or maybe it was just because his blood was 20% made up of tea, or something. "Western or Eastern tea, whichever suits you best." he shrugged, dropping back and trying to regain his balance.
It took him a second too long. The punch got him in the temple, pushing him down on his knees, and in an effort to swallow the muffled cry of surprise, he bit his tongue. He immediately picked himself off the ground, though, and raised his fists, spitting out a mouthful of blood like it was nothing.
"That pinched a little." he chuckled, more amused than anything else.
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Post by [x] South Korea on Jun 16, 2012 15:21:58 GMT -5
((NOT appearance-wise!!! I meant age of country XD))
Korea shrugged, "I've never really had it, da~ze!" Or he had heard bad things about it from various other nations. Well, most of them...Except for maybe a few overly-nice ones who didn't want to say anything bad about it.
"Pinched? What kind of a punch pinches?" Korea said, wondering. Hm.
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Post by England on Jun 17, 2012 1:22:02 GMT -5
((Yeah, but appearance-wise, Korea looks much younger than England. I changed it to fit that :3))
"Your punches." England snickered. "Not strong enough to actually hurt, so they just... pinch a little." he taunted, putting his hand out in a come-forth kind of movement. "Care to try again, because you sure didn't seem like you were trying before?"
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Post by [x] South Korea on Jun 19, 2012 16:55:38 GMT -5
((Yep, Korea's like 16/17 XD ))
Pinch? His punches pinched? He was not that weak, ever, ever, ever. Punches originated in Korea, after all, so it was impossible for him to be weak! Reacting to the taunt easily, Korea leapt forward again, this time aiming to make sure his punch didn't...pinch...at all. Clenching his fist, Korea swung it at England's shoulder.
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Post by England on Jun 19, 2012 20:12:13 GMT -5
England was glad that Korea took the bait, because as he'd learned by personal experience more than anything else, judgement would be clouded if there was nothing but calm inside a person when they fought.
He reacted fast to Korea's predictable movement, catching his fist right before it impacted and grabbing his wrist with his other hand, and twisting hard enough to hopefully keep that hand out of commission for the rest of the fight.
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Post by [x] South Korea on Jun 21, 2012 21:54:36 GMT -5
Swearing loudly, Korea ripped his injured hand away from England, bringing it closer to his torso in an attempt to protect it, though it was more of a subconscious thing. "OW."
Shaking it slightly, in a useless attempt to 'brush away' the pain, Korea pouted at it and attempted to make a fist with it. Not succeeding, Korea went with bringing the arm up in front and using his forearm as some kind of shield as he raced forward for his next attack.
Swinging his not-dead fist, the Asian nation attempted to get up-close-and-personal with the other nation, and swung his fist at England's face.
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