<div class="floatleft">(http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s17/Dadroid/Jake%20Woodson.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jacob "Jake" Woodson<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>The Gray Ranger<br/><strong>Time/Date:</strong>October 1st, Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Suddenly wondering if he’s still going to class…<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>everyone on the move<strong>Mention:</strong><br/><br/>He was losing everyone, and the new guy was telling him, of all people, to calm down? Jake looked to him, at first in anger, before he stopped and sighed. Yeah. He was getting a little heated. He had a tendency to when he needed someone to listen to him.<strong>”Suddenly finding all of this out…then bailing. It just makes no sense…listen…Ben, was it? I’m going to go do some digging. You’re free to come with. Maybe we can find a reason that animal situation of yours as well. With everything going on, it doesn’t surpri-“</strong><br/><br/><em>”INCOMING!”</em><br/><br/><strong>”Wait…what waAAAHHHHHHHH!!!”</strong>was all Jake could say before things around him got fuzzy and disoriented.This…this was what a flash bang felt like. Had to be…the games almost do it justice, but if they went around throwing this at the VR kids, they’d have to mop the floors every night. There was a voice…a voice in his heard that was just a distorted echo, until he could clearly hear a woman say<em>’Take a knee, kid. This round’s on me’</em>. He was still having trouble even standing when his arm flicked up at the moment just before the impact of the girl’s foot to the back of his head.<em>’Whoooo! That was almost nighty-night for the both of us! Okay…let’s see…wushu?’</em><br/><br/>Jake felt his body condense into form, before suddenly striking out. Rapid punches that seemed to have their own targets and nuance…and reason! Even with the scream wearing off and a headache taking its place, Jake could understand why those punches had to be thrown exactly that way they were in relation to his body, and how the position and weight added to his power, but the girl seemed unimpressed. For a girl that light to flat out absorb the quick strikes he’d thrown…strikes that would have had someone calling for an ambulance, like it was nothing, was enough to give him pause.<br/><br/>Thankfully, his newfound conscience seemed unaffected by the display<em>’Yeah…they aren’t human. I’ll fill you in later. Wushu is too damn pretty for her anyway…you humans…there’s beauty in your savagery, y’know? How about Muay Thai?’</em>The girl waded back in, the brim of her hat hiding the snarling face that would have otherwise had been attractive. She launched a few haymakers at him that were blocked as his body waded in.<strong>”Wait! What are you doing!?”</strong>Jacob asked, trying to wrestle control over his body just as it was about to deliver a brutal knee to the girl’s now unprotected abdomen. He could feel a wave of anger within him, but not from him, but then the impact of a roundhouse kick to his abdomen sent him flying towards the fountain. It hurt. A lot. He could see Ben was having his own play date, and he’d be unable to assist until he got rid of his own dance partner.<br/><br/>Without realizing it, the speed at which he was approaching the fountain was drastically decreasing, as if he had a good amount of drag on his side, and his back touched the walkway briefly before he rolled backwards onto his feet, then flipped back onto the edge of the fountain to stare down the girl, not a good many paces away. There was a part of him that knew that what he just did was impossible, but it was done, and still in progress, so he’d have to deal that side of his mind after the fight…if he survived. Speaking of…<em>’Have you lost your mind? Because I can help you find it. Really. I’ve got nothing else to do but keep you alive, kid. Stay out of my way!’</em>Jake was speechless. He had no response, but he wasn’t exactly comfy letting her…it…whatever, call the shots.<em>’I’m not some puppet for you to control, dammit!  It’s my life…</em><em>’It’s BOTH our lives…in fact, everything’s riding on this, so by all means, feel free to reduce the chances of your planet’s survival…</em><br/><br/>When Jake didn’t move from the spot, the girl growled and advanced like a machine with nothing on its mind but to turn Jacob into smaller Jacob pieces. There seemed to be an impasse, before the voice sighed in his head<em>’Okay, okay. First we survive, then we meet back up with everyone, then we get shelter. If we have a moment in between that, I’ll try to answer as many questions as I can. Deal?</em>Jacob closed his fists and hopped to the ground before walking to the advancing girl.<em>’Okay…together this time.’</em>was all the voice said before suddenly Jake was both in his body, and seeing his body…or some representation of it.<em>’We stick to Muay Thai. Those damn things only respect power anyway, so you’re going to give them a taste of some. Let’s show them why they should be afraid of Earth!’</em><br/><br/>Jacob went into form the moment he got into striking distance, and the girl wasted no time herself. She was using a barrage of kicks to create distance. Apparently, she didn’t want to be in the position she was in the last time. Fair enough. It took one good dodge to swing a leg behind her kneecap. Another to strike again at the same leg.<em>’The idea is simple. They will keep coming, so we make them slower doing it…</em>. The second impact shifted something on the leg, because the girl jolted to the side, hobbled, then recovered enough to attempt one more strike, only to see the same leg hit again full force. The sound…well, the sound might haunt Jacob for a while, even if whoever she was, was still attempting to crawl after him<strong>”Are you shitting me right now?”</strong>He asked out loud, though only the voice in his head answered<em>’I’m afraid not…welcome to the war. Now go help Ben! We need to get out of here yesterday!’</em><br/><br/>