The REAL AfterParty... [James/Dimitri/Open]

[Dimitri Dragonov]

Dimitri found the Wooden Shed not far from the party area. Hmm.. Of course he is going to try to finish me off completely. If Sasha won't talk to me about what happened in the park and doesn't want to be with me.. than it doesn't matter anymore. He can finish me off.. But not without a fight. Dimitri slipped back into the shadows of the trees waiting for James. He was actually beginning to reconsider coming here, but he was no coward. Dimitri always played fair.. He only hoped it the same way with James.

[James]

James had been sniffing around for Dimitri's scent. He made sure it would stay in his memory from a while from the party. James went deep into the woods and waited. Then he smelt him. The smell reverbrating through the forest. It was exactly what he remembered. He waited for a few minutes. He had no intention of coming deeper, apparently. So, there was no point in wasting time. James cautiosly, circled closer to Dimitri. Without making a sound. James even convinced his own senses, that he wasn't moving. He saw Dimitri. Well, his back anyway. He walked out closer to him. "Hello Dimitri. Seems, like you didn't bring your. . . friends."

[Dimitri Dragonov]

Dimtiri's grin glowed in the dark. "I play fair James.." he whispered. He turned facing James fully. He looked around easy making sure everything was safe. He analyzed James stance. "How do you want this to go then?" he asked. "I want this done smoothly.. either we do this to the death.. or we fight to incapacitation.. walk away ... never looking for each other." He said calmly. He kept his hand in his pocket gripping his knife. He was unsure on how James would react to it.

[James]

James laughed. "I highly doubt that. Most likely somone will appear in the middle of our fight. And. . I'll take on that offer. This is a deathmatch. Wihile one of us lives, the other can't survive apparently. Well, in your case anyway. I wouldn't mind if your body became a lifeless vegetable." He laughed slightly. He took out a cigarette and lit it. He took a small drag from it. He put the lighter in his pocket. "Always carry around a lighter," He chuckled slightly. "You never know when you would have to burn a corpse."

[Dimitri Dragonov]

"I won't need it." Dimitri said. "I'll just use your cigarette." He walked out into the clearing waiting for James to follow him. He took that of a self created mixed martial arts stance. It combined with offensive and defensive manuevers that no one had ever seen. This would be a great suprise for James. "Lets do this then." Dimitri was ready for anything.

[James]

James blew a long stream of smoke into the air. He threw his cigarette, and stomped it outon the ground. "You can' anymore," He said with a mock smile on his face. He followed Dimitri into the clearing slowly. James wasn't very familiar with this forest area. He didn't com here a lot, since it was so close to houses. As he stepped into the clearing, he lughed at Dimitri's stance. "That's how you are going to fight me? Oh. . . Nevermind, you were serious." James stilled laughed slightly. James jumped from foot to foot slightly. Ready for anything.

[Dimitri Dragonov]

"Boxer style... very weak choice." Dimitri said grinning. He knew the layout of the woods. He took his time as he waited for James' arrival. He knew which trees made noise .. which didn't. Which were old and which were young. He knew it would be James to make the first move. So Dimitri stood their waiting, wondering who would make the first mistake. James was stronger. That was for sure.. because of the human blood. But Dimitri would still fight with honor to the death.

[James]

When James saw Dimitri didn't intend on dealing the first blow, he knew he had to break the tension. And he did. James leaped forward, land neatly on the ground besides Dmitri, and sent a kick for his head. James didn't intend on using only boxing moves. He relied on mixing up everything he knew. To make something, totally unpredictable.

[Dimitri Dragonov]

Dimitri let the blow hit him hard. He stumbled a bit. ::Shit... I haven't fed in days:: He thought to himself. He spun around slipping a low slice kick to James' knees. He was out of focus. He didn't know what to do. ::What is going on with me??:: He thought. ::Why do I feel so empty::

[James]

James spun with the oncoming kick. Easily avoidable. James sent a punch straight into his shoulder. If I harm the upper arms, it will prove them useless. Then, easy to detach. His legs, won't be much of a problem. James just fed that morning. He was eager, and on the top of his game.

[Dimitri Dragonov]

"What is wrong? Why am I out of focus?!" Dimitri shook his head trying to clear his mind. Dimitri rushed at James throwing a heavily punch at his lower jaw.

[James]

James threw the arm off position. With his right forearm. But, it still hit his left shoulder. Minimal pain. No biggie. "I don't know Dimitri. But, I will take, full advantage of it." He said as, his knee went up for his gut.

[Dimitri Dragonov]

Dimitri's mind began to focus a bit. His arms flashed to his chest blocking the attack though still feeling a bit of the blow. He countered by grabbing his leg throwing him.

[James]

James used his left leg to puch off the ground. Giving him more momentum from the throw. He landed, and slided lightly on the soft ground. "Dimitri. You can't win. Just die." James ran towards him. More like in a flash, from a human's perspective. And reached out to grab his jugular vein.

[Dimitri Dragonov]

Dimitri laughed at James. Taking the lunge hard he fell to the ground. "There is nothing you can do that would ruin this day anymore James" Dimitri said cackling. "I am invincible compared to the rest of our kind."