Fox vs Gailes

"ALRIGHT, LETS DO THIS." the voice came out of nowhere. Well actually, it came out of the mouth of one Gailes Bourguesse. And then bam, he jumped through the silly stick and paper window, or door, or something to land on the hard wood floor of the dojo.

1

Here we go, time to throw down the fisticuffs.

Gailes didnt do nothing fancy, he just went straight at the guy, doing a quick jog to get to him. No leading arm, no fighting stance. It wasnt like he could stand really far away and spam HADOUKEN over and over again.

So anyway, as soon as he got close, HE LEAPED INTO THE AIR. Haha, what an idiot. He was just trying to collide into the man, both legs folding up in front of his gut, feet closer together than the knees. His hands were balled into fists, forearms pressed up against the side of his head, elbows closer together than his hands were, which were actually covering his temples. Sort of like making a V shape with his arms and legs.

He just straight up wanted to cannonball into the man. Whatever comes afterwards... well, he didnt think that far ahead.

2

Thats if Gailes was standing. No, the super obvious move was easy to see through, so Gailes had rolled himself up into a nice defensive ball. If Fox had a weapon, then Gailes would have been screwed, but that wasnt the case, so there really wasnt much Fox could do about it aside from evade the super obvious attack.

But that was another one of the wonders of unorthodoxed fighting. Gailes didnt get up, his missed attack only sent him flying through the air until he hit the ground, tilting his body to one side as he rolled onlt his side and used the built up momentul of his leap to swing his legs around horizontally like a sweep, while lying on his left side.

This would be considered an interrupt before Fox threw his own kick, just as he backed up, so it would be possible for Fox to just take another step back or even jump up and land on top of Gailes if he wanted to.

3

Ooo, back to stand-up eh?

Well, missing again, Gailes would slide to a halt as he rolled over to face Fox, or was it more like he exited the sweep after a one-eighty?

Oh well, he was still on the ground, still on his side.

And this is where he kicked out his left foot, sliding it forward as his right followed and he slid onto his but, his back bent so that his lower back was on the ground, his upper torso suspended.

It was like he was sitting down, but leaning really far back, legs bent and pointing in Fox`s direction. His hands were also bent, at his sides to help prop his upper body up.

Why did Fox stop? He should have kept on going. A spar and a fight were different things, so he shouldnt have to wait and let him get up. Because Gailes didnt get up, he pushed with his hands alternately to advance, sliding his a** against the wooden floor, kinda like a crabwalk, but more sliding and less walking.

And when he got real close, he'd try to get a foot, in this case, lets say his left, between Fox's legs so that he could hook his foot around the back of his right knee and yank to remove balance from that foot, either making him lift and shift his weight, or trip him up. He kept both hands on the ground at his sides to help keep himself proped up, 'cause then he'd be able to push his body around more easily to react.

4

Option number one. He lifted his leg, shifted his weight to his ight leg, and then slipped out of the hook. There was what he waited for; Fox had one leg on the ground, Gailes was up close, and he had access to the other man's legs.

The fighter had his left leg occupied with the tripping motion, while his right leg was free. If he was standing, that would be a problem, he'd be in the same predicament that Fox would be in. But he wasnt standing, he was almost sitting, his weight and balance placed mainly on his a** with his hands to support his weight and movements, not the legs.

And that is where Gailes made his move; when Fox was standing on one leg. He pushed with his arms to slide himself even closer, just so that his right leg would stick out past Fox's left leg. This placed Fox's left leg that he was standing on between Gailes'. But not only that, the fighter pushed harder with his right arm than his left as he jerked his torso to his left side, forcing himself to turn slightly and roll.

The motion was completed with his right leg bending around behind Fox's left leg, while Gailes' own left leg swung back down form the failed hook over his right foot to do one of them tringles. Only there was lots of room, and it wasnt a right angle, so the hold wasnt tight at all.

The reason he had pushed harder with his right hand and twisted his body was that with the leg trapping motion, he'd apply force against the back of the one leg Fox was standing on in order to trip him while he kicked at Gailes.

The most Gailes could do to defend himself was fold his left arm up, and place it against his gut while he rolled onto his left side, taking most of the force of the kick agaisnt his arm braced agaisnt his body. And boy, did that hurt. But the motion would supposedly trip Fox to make him fall forward. Or maybe backwards if he leaned back with the leg trip. Or if he saw it coming, he could probably just step his left foot back down instead of kicking and lift his right to escape with a backstep.

5

Boot to the a** made his... well, you cant say slide away, since skin didnt slide as well as cloth like his pants did on the floor. But Fox got away.

He got up and turned to face the man and then shrugged.

"Hey, not like everyone's gonna fight like you want them to."

Also; man, did that kick hurt, right on the damn tailbone too. He rubbed his but a bit, trying to get the sensation of pain spread out.

Oh well, stand up it is. Both his hands went up, fists clenched at head level as his head lowered to help line up his skull and spine to absord blows better. He lead with his left leg, an orthodoxed stance.

Well, suppose Fox could make an attack this time.

6

Well, this kept things easier to write.

With the flicking jab, Gailes did a quick headslip to is right as Fox's right hand skimmed the outside of his left forearm and tried to advance to get real up close and personal. but he only gained about three or four inches forward before another punch came in.

In defense, Gailes swept his left arm downwards and out in a clockwise motion to sweep in and push Fox's wrist out and make partial block. He did not block the hand/fist, which is meant to strike, but rather, he blocked the wrist with his elbow as he stepped in, parrying it with a sweeping motion.

And then his left arm straightened out from its bent position, lashing out with a jab at Fox's right side, targetting his eye, followed by a right cross to perform a one-two. Because the motion is suppose to be quick and fluid, he did not wait to see if his jab connected before throwing that right punch. Pretty much one motiona nd all that.

7

Smacked in the face and then shoved. It left a stinging sensation on the right side of his face.

Well, guess Gailes would back off for the moment. Sure, he could always just let Fox push his upper body and swing his legs un fron underneath to fall backwards and try and trip him up again, hence why he was trying to get real up close and personal past a good striking distance.

((I'm assuming when you say 'face', you mean across the center, nose level. Not specific enough for me to know the effect.))

Well, it was a good thing he didnt cram his arm in front of his eyes to block his vision with the push. 'Cause that at least let him catch a glimpse of the kick, which he would evade with a quick hop bakwards while switching to southpaw, swinging his left leg back.

Not dirty enough. Should have gone for the eyes to blind him.

Well, he went right back at it, stepping in quickly as to not waste time with his hands back up at the side of his head.

And then he jumped up into the air, whipping his body around counter clockwise to do a spin kick at Fox's head with the outside/heel of his left leg. His right leg was bent and tucked close to his body, so it didnt get in the way of his spinning kick.

8

Well, this is what Gailes was originally planning to do;

'Cause he figured Fox might have evaded and then tried to retaliate instead of blocking it.

But seeing as that was the case, and he didnt get that other kick out, it didnt happen. But he wasnt in any position to land on his feet or anything anyway, since he twisted his body into that position just for that set-up which never happened.

Gailes would land on his back, bending his body so most of his weight landed on his left shoulder as he rotated and rolled over, back onto his a**, with his legs facing Fox and his hands at his side to prop his torso up.

It was like the same transition form before, he make a jumping attack, but he never planned to get back up to fight, going from sanding to grounded right away.

So if Fox still came in and lifted his right knee in feint, Then Gailes just lashed out with his own right foot, aiming a kick at Fox's left shin while he stood on one leg.

If not, then well, Fox was stuck in that predicament where he had to deal with Gailes all half sitting half leaning back again.

9

Why was he wasting time? Fox should have attacked, and kept on attacking. As long as you keep putting the pressure on someone, they wouldnt be given time to think and plan. They'd be forced to defend themselves over and over again.

And that is why Gailes already had several following actions planned out as he made the initial ones, depending on the situation. It also helped that if he kept attacking, then he was given time to think up following plans, since the one on the defense is usually stuck defending while those who are attacking can keep pressing an opponent.

Hence, Gailes did not simply wait around. He didnt have time. Taking the initiative and asserting oneself is always important.

When Fox turned around, Gailes pushed himself forward, closing the distance which was only a few inches where he originally could not have attacked. Gailes didnt feel confused at all, 'cause this was definately an opening. What he was going to do was kick at the back of Fox's legs to make him fall down. His legs lifted off the ground and bent up against his gut, sort of like cocking them back in order to push them out.

BUT THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN, Fox flipped over him.

Not much to do about it but try to follow him. However, he had already pulled his legs up, knees against his chest and all that, so it was hard to turn his body around without the help of his legs and only having to rely on his hands.

So no, he didnt turn his body around.

Instead, he just had to improvise. He lifted his hands off the ground and brought them both up to the sides of his head as he swung his weight back into a roll, his legs having already pulled back towards his body. And then back some more until he rolled onto his shoulders.

And that is where he made his counterattack.

Pushing up on his shoulders, using his hands for balance agaisnt the ground, he straightened his body and pumped out his legs into a vertical springing motion, his body upside down, both feet together aimed to strike from right underneath of Fox, right under the jaw as he exited the cartwheel.

Of course, Fox would probably see it coming, y'know, with the cartwheel motion where he would be able to see Gailes body all coiled up like a spring ready to explode. But hey, it couldnt hurt to try. Well actually, it probably would hurt, since Fox could probably just lean back and shove a foot in his face while he was doing a handstand at the end of the kicking motion.

10

And that is why it did hurt to try.

'Cause He was in no position to defend himself, the best he could do was turn his head a bit to take the hit on the side of his face rather than get his nose smashed by a foot to the front of his face. His eyes watered from the blow to his cheek, crushing the nerve clusters which provided the sense of pain as his head snapped back.

And it also didnt help that he was upside down, so the kick would knock him off balance, tilt his body, and give him a nice crash landing onto his stomach.

He lay there for a second or two without moving like, 'ouch', only y'know, he wasnt a robot, so it didnt sound so monotone as if it was text.

And then he got up, rubbing his cheek, which he seems to keep taking damage on. It would start to bruise, swelling already.

"Yeah, good fight." He agreed. Hey, it was just a sport. Sort of.