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IC: Jojax- Fort Razorfish;Vaa Jojax nodded and, not wanting to cause any more trouble, jogged out the door to get to work.

IC: Jojax- Fort Razorfish;Vaa Jojax nodded and gave a slight smile. "I'll probably take ya up on that...But I need somethin to do, get my mind offa things." OOC: @Nato G@Techn0geist

IC: Jojax- Fort Razorfish;Vaa The sinking feeling in her stomach rose a little. "Yes Mam, er, Sir... Both of ya I guess..." She continued to stare at the floor. "Is there somethin else or can I go?" Yel never be worthy of the mask... OOC: @Nato G@Techn0geist

IC: Jojax- Fort Razorfish;Vaa Think, Jojax, Think! What would dad say? "Yer a sorry excuse for a skakdi and yel never be worthy of the mask. Yeh better give it back before ya hurt yerself again." ... #$%&#$&%$! She couldn't say that. She didn't want to leave, she wanted to stay... She wanted to be respected!... ... She wanted to be accepted. "I-i-i'm not sure." She stammered out after a moment. "I'm not good with makin decisions like you, boss." She'd do anything they came up with, as long as she could stay. OOC: @Nato G@Techn0geist

IC: Jojax-Razorfish;Vaa Jojax didn't know wat was worse, dissapointing her boss, or having to report what happened to her closest friend. She merely held her tounge and waited nervously. OOC: @Techn0geist @ARROW404 @Nato G

IC: Jojax-Razorfish;Vaa Jojax's face was burning, her heart still pounding as she recovered. She lay there a little longer as the rest of the fort shuffled off, all whispering and mumbling to one another. A few looked like they wanted to stick around and see what happened next, but Sohmak's glare quickly changed their minds. Eventually Jojax got enough streingth back to struggle to her feet. She glanced over her shoulder at Sohmak before looking down at her feet. "Can I go?" she mumbled.

IC: Jojax-Razorfish;Vaa Jojax began to scrabble back to her feet with a bestial snarl. But before she could steady herself her mask sputtered out and she fell facefirst into the dirt again. Her senses were returning to her. But, realising what had happened, she was too ashamed to say anything, so she just laid there.

IC: Jojax-Razorfish;Vaa Sohmak's words connected with something in the back of Jojax's mind. She would have paused, if she hadn't already lept at him with all her streingth while he was talking. Stupid. You're serving yourself to your opponent on a silver platter. OOC: @Techn0geist

IC: Jojax-Razorfish;Vaa Unfortunately for Jojax, she couldn't hear him over the adrenalien coursing through her body. She only registered that someone else was stepping up to chalenge her. She snarled, spun around, and hurled The Scorpion at her new foe with all her Kanohi enhanced streingth.

IC: Jojax- Razorfish;Vaa Jojax barreled headfirst into the Scorpion, knocking back into the scattering crowd. With some amount of sense knocked into him her foe tried to scramble to his feet. Jojax wrapped one hand around his leg and another around his wrist. RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! The crowd responded to Jojax's adreniline fuled cry with cheers of their own. But Jojax didn't hear it through the blood pumping through her ears. She began to pull...

IC: Jojax- Razorfish;Vaa Jojax had only seconds to get out of the way. Perhaps a more practiced combattant could have. But Jojax only braced herself and hoped it didn't hit anything vital. CRACK!!! The Carpenter's hammer skidded to the floor allong with a lump of jagged, twisted, metal. The crowd cheered at the sight of The Mask of the Bloody Demon being defaced. Jojax turned slowly to face The Scorpion. Her eyes seethed with rage. Smoke billowed and red liquid began to spray as she activated her now assymetrical mask. "This mask belonged to my father you Karzed Lester;nii sonavahordikaaaaAAAAAAA!" She let out a bestial yell as she charged her opponent, no regard for self presurvation, just brute streingth and primal fury.

IC: Jojax- Razorfish;Vaa Jojax's feet were swept out from under her. She was already unsteady from winding up her kick, then the hammer impacted her chin. She stubled backwards, but her arm was yanked forewards, Her glove still obeying her mental commands. She detached the glove just before her arm was dislocated and it slowly sailed to a stop. Meanwhile she hit the ground and roled away, managing to get into a three point stance. She had no whittey remark, all she could do was mindlessly shout. "KARZ!"

IC: Jojax- Razorfish;Vaa Jojax flexed her fingers, and the glove on the floor next to Gashril twitched. That wasn't ideal... She'd hoped to do a Cambion Clothesline next... She summoned her other glove back to her. "You've got to be the nimblest punching bag I've ever seen!" She charged forewards, using her gloved hand to feint a wild haymaker, pulled along by the glove. While her real objective was to kick him in someplace vulnerable.

IC: Jojax- Razorfish;Vaa Jojax smiled, she could finaly take out her frustration in a good old fasioned fight! She made a show of flicking her gloves off, letting them hover in the air. That didn't get as much of a rise out of the crowd as she hoped. That's ok, this wasn't about them anyway. She rushed forewards and shouted, "FIVE FEINDISH FISTS!" It was one of her favorite moves. First the impact vision, than two wide hooks with the gloves, then she could mix it up. She decided to go with a jab, followed by an uppercut.

IC: Jojax- Razorfish;Vaa Jojax's eyes flashed and "The Scorpion" staggered to the ground. He pulled himself back up as the others around him snickered. "Alright! Who did that!" The Scorpion shouted. "Fess up and I'll make it less painfull for you." There was an awkward silence as Jojax thought about wether or not she should take credit. What the heck, she thought New boss said we could sarke. "It was me!" She shouted. She sauntered foreward projecting as much confidence as she could. "Well, well, well." The Scorpion replied. "If it isn't the Phoney Demon herself. Are you finaly done picking on people smaller than you?" That hurt "Nope!" at this point the rest of the crowd had formed a circle. Jojax stopped and put her hands on her hips. "Why do they call ya the scorpion anyway? It ain't for yer venomous quips." "How about I show you?" The Scorpion removed his hammer from his belt, taking a crouched stance.