Only the Strongest Will Survive [Raph, Seifer]

[x_nightwatcher]

Who: Raph and KH!Seifer
What: They spar.
When: Tonight.
Where: Outside, courtyard.
Rating: PG-13 for now.

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[x_nightwatcher]

Surprisingly, Raph caught on pretty easily and quickly for the normally dense fighter that he was. He may be dense, but he was also smart enough to be good at his occupation.

Raph shook his head more out of habit than pity. "Calm down, I get you. Throwing stuff at the walls won't help you get 'his' attention though. Trust me; I use this dang place as target practice and it doesn't do a dang bit of good. Get's nobody's attention except maybe other residents like yourself."

He paused to take a good look at the kid and take a breath. He stood firm, held his position. "I understand how weird this place is. If you can believe me this place, or whatever runs it, took away something from me, too. I guess it takes something from everyone, just like everyone around here says."

He thumped the kid on the chest. "You know those harsh words you're using right now? I can't use most of those. No reason. Just can't manage to get them out of my mouth no matter how hard I think them."

[street_brawl]

Still staring fixedly at the walls, Seifer finally stopped moving. He stood there, breathing heavily and angrily for a moment listening to the other talk, only half paying attention to what he was saying.

"Someone needs to do something about this place," he muttered, more to himself than anyone else. He was pissed enough that it kept messing with his friend, Toboe, and now it looks like it was messing with him too. Seifer had just about had it.

He looked back and raised his brow. "You can't curse?" he asked. "What the hell is the point of taking that from you? This place or whoever runs it is seriously fucked up." Half the things people seemed to be missing were things that did no good at all to take.

[x_nightwatcher]

Raph watched intently as the kid finally began to calm down a little. It wasn't much, but it was enough. Raph relaxed enough to place most of his weight on one leg and cross his arms over his chest once more.

"Yea, I know. It's sounds stupid, silly even. But it's something I tend to do everyday. Now that I can't? Well, let's just say it's very frustrating." He glanced at Seifer curiously. "Obviously fighting means a lot to you, too." He had no more to say on that subject however.

The giant turtle shook his head. "I wish someone could do something about this place. Fix it, leave it, something. But no one knows how. Everyone wants it, but it's the one thing..." he trailed off.

[street_brawl]

"Fighting's important," Seifer agreed, letting it go on that. Fighting wasn't just important, fighting was his life. Really, what did he have without it? It wasn't like he did much else. He picked fights or accepted challenges. When not doing that, he was training so he could be better at fighting. He'd even been keeping up with training here, if anything he should be a stronger, better fighter, but....Damn this place.

"Haven't found squat on it. Had dogs trying to track there way out....Nothing." Seifer frowned thoughtfully. "If we got in, we haveta be able to get out. But how the hell are you suppose to do that?" His eyes narrowed into just visible slits as he stared up at the castle.

[x_nightwatcher]

"Most traps are set to let the prey in, but not out," Raph countered, pointing a finger at Seifer to emphasize his words with gestures. He replaced his hand back into the fold beneath his arm.

He shook his head again. "I haven't figured that one out yet, either, kid," Raph admitted. "But I do know one thing: there are those few that do, somehow, manage to get out. We just have to keep trying." He paused to consider. "Maybe we just have to use something a little less... conventional."

[street_brawl]

Seifer gave him a thoughtful look. "You saying we're prey or something?" he asked. It would surprise him, not here of all places, for something like that to be true. He'd have to keep a closer eye out on things though. Something about that idea made this place even more unnerving than it already was.

A slow smirk spread over Seifer's face. "I'm all for unconventional," he informed him with a nod. "And like hell I'm giving up on getting out of this place anyway." He looked back up at the castle wall. "No way is a place like this boxing me in. I'll fight like a cornered dog to the end, to get out if I have to."

[x_nightwatcher]

Raph shrugged his shoulders. "Could be," he replied softly. He shrugged again.

Raphael smirked back at the kid, thoroughly amused with his response. "You like that idea, eh?" He shifted his stance from one foot to the other. "Good. We'll have to think of something good, then, you and me, kid. What'da ya say? Friends?" He uncrossed his arms and held out his three-fingered hand.

"Maybe I can help you thwart this... place... and re-teach you how to fight? It's worth a shot. Maybe all you need is a little stubborn determination and you can win it back."

[street_brawl]

Seifer nodded. "Hell yeah," he said grabbing the other's hand and giving him a strong, almost bruising handshake. "Smart guy like me, I'm sure we'll think of somethin'. You seem like you got a good head on your shoulders too. Bet we'll come up with somethin' in no time 'n fact." He tilted his head to the side in a cocky manner, and smirked widely.

"Yeah?" he asked. "Can't hurt. I'm not about to give up training and let myself become weak cause I can't fight for a little while. If I can beat this place at it's own game, we'll prove a helluva lot of whiny people wrong too." He grinned again. "And I'm always up for proving whiny lamers wrong."

[x_nightwatcher]

Raph returned the handshake just as firmly and heartfelt as the younger teen. "Thanks," he said, also returning the kid's smirk with one of his own.

Then the turtle tilted his head back and chuckled genuinely. He was extremely amused with the way Seifer worded that last little bit. "I think I like the way you think, kid. We'll do good together. Name's Raphael, by the way. If we're gonna be 'partners' we might as well know what to call each other, eh?"

[street_brawl]

"Seifer," the boy offered. "Nice ta meet you, Raphael." If he liked the way he thought, then Seifer was sure they'd get along just fine. Didn't look like this guy would be a follower like he was use to, but who knew? Working together with someone without giving them orders might be an interesting change for once.

"It'll be a pleasure workin' with you," he added.