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Who: Sen, NPCs
When: Recreational Period
Where: Gym - Basketball court
What: Getting into yet another fight
Rating: PGish - violence

Sen decided to take his mental frustrations out physically, turning his attention to the empty basketball court. He'd been there probably an hour already, tossing the ball at the hoop over and over again. He'd already worked up quite a sweat and abandoned his shirt some time ago.

He was shaken from his trance by the sound of the court's metal chainlink fencing being rattled by heavy hands. He looked up to see Mcgee and his goons stood around the court, caging him like an animal. Mcgee made his way in, Lofty moving to block the door. Sen clutched the ball to his chest, glaring at the new shut call. "What to you want?" he hissed, taking a step back.

"Now, now, Sugar. No need to be so angry. I just came for a second helping of your sweet ass - now play nice and I won't have to hurt your pretty little body - and don't even think of calling the guard - he's on my side tonight."

Sen threw the ball hard at Mcgee's head. "I'm not interested in playing your bitch!" He knew getting past Lofty at the door would be next to impossible, to instead began to climb the fence, pulling himself over the top. He dropped to the floor with cat-like grace, intent on getting as far away as possible from these creeps.

"What the hell are you boys waiting for?" Mcgee hissed, rubbing his throbbing head. "Teach the damn brat a lesson!!" Sen was grabbed by the collar, being thrown spine first into the chainlink fence. He hissed in pain, bringing his hand up to connect with his attacker's face, only to receive a knee to the groin and a punch in the face in return.

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Michael had been following Sen all day and finally he managed to get himself into some trouble. Michael came up behind the guy who had Sen pinned, "You guys got notin' better to do than beat up the weak when he says no to a raping?" He said smugly, with arms crossed across his chest. Of course these were probably going to think that Michael was a joke. He stood no taller than five feet and looked pretty weak.

Sen had to admit he admired the guy's guts, then again he looked like the sort of guy who would pick a fight with anyone when the mood took him. The man holding Sen turned to look at the newcomer, laughing at him. "What? You want a turn too? Or maybe you'd prefer it if we raped you instead, beat it pipsqueak, we're busy!"

Lofty laughed from his place infront of the door, moving aside to let the shut call out. Mcgee walked over. "Sort the kid out, I'll look after Sen."

Michael didn't move when two men closed in on him. Instead he waited for them to make the first move. They both went to punch him at the same time. Michael stepped quickly out of the way causing them to punch each other in the gut. Michael took his chance now, he quickly hit one of them in the nose with the heel of his hand, causing it to break with a loud crunch. He then turned to the other one and knocked him down to the ground, face first. He stepped on the back of his elbow and pulled his hand up towards himself, snapping the limb in half. He pulled out a shiv and stabbed the same guy in the side of his knee.

Turning back to the goons with the broken nose, he kicked him in the gut, knocking him down on his ass. Using the same shiv, he stabbed the guy in the crotch. The man screamed bloody murder as he was stabbed.

Michael stood up straight, a little out of breath but no worse for wear and smirk at Mcgee, "Wanna turn?" He said slyly.

Mcgee let go of Sen's arms and backed away a little. "Now, now... let's not get too hasty... I was just playing a little game on Sen, that's all... no harm done!"

He leaned into Sen's ear. "You'll pay for this Owari." He hissed in a whisper, before stepping away. "Get up you pathetic morons!" He hissed at his men, before shooting Michael a dirty glare. "Consider yourself lucky, this time!"

The man left. Sen took a deep breath, flopping back against the steel fencing. "Thanks, you really saved my ass. Some pretty impressive moves you have there."

Michael sneered, "Yeah well, I didn't get in here by selling ice cream and candy." He looked at Sen, "No don't think I'm gonna be your best friend now. I only did this because Sword asked me to look out for you and I had nothin' better to do."

Sen was about to give some cocky reply, but the words dried on his lips at the mention of Sword. His eyebrows furrowed as he tried to make sense of it, eventaully letting out a scoff. "Sword asked you to look out for me? Pft... Right. He made it pretty clear he has no interest in me or my life, I doubt he'd ask someone to watch out for me."

"Look... thanks for your help, but I don't need some babysitter."

Michael raised his eye brows, "You don't believe me?" He heaved a sigh, "Follow me." He said and began leading Sen to his cell.

Sen eyed him cautiously, he'd seen the damage the little guy could do, and didn't much want to be on the receiving end, yet he was a little curious as to what the man wanted to show him. He shrugged his shoulders and began to follow him.

Michael reached his cell and pulled out a pieace of paper from under his mattress. It was a letter (http://ugh-shut-call.livejournal.com/5635.html). He handed it to Sen, "Here. Read it."

Sen studied the letter for a long moment. It was certainly written on letterhead paper from the prison he was at, but that didn't necessarily mean anything. "Sword's blind. He can't write his own letters. Anyone could have written it."

Michael snatched the letter back, "Fine. Don't believe me. Go and get yourself beaten and raped for all I care!"

He wanted to believe it. After all, it meant Sword still cared for him on some level. But, he couldn't allow himself to believe it, he didn't want to get his hopes up only to have them crushed. He let out a soft sigh, shoving his hands in his pockets. "He gave up caring about me."

Michael sneered, "Well, I don't want to hear about it! I'm just doing what the letter says."

Sen frowned. "Well, I already thanked you for saving my ass, so I won't take up anymore of your time." He started to walk out of the cell, hands still shoved in his pockets.