The Sun blazed down on the beach, all sorts of furs were out and enjoying themselves on the nice warm summer day. This including Dante Savitarus, walking down the street loungingly with an ice sucky in hand, taking a long sip. He eyed a group of several fems, a lemur, a dog and a skunk, who all giggled as they noticed his stare. He smiled and moved on, listening to some techno with his strides.
Unlike every other Fur, who were dressed in bathing suites, hawaiian style shirts and shorts, and all the like, Dante continued to wear his casual atire of black baggy jeans, tight black fishnet under a black muscle shirt. Trully odd for the middle of July to most, not so to him.
Dante stopped at a post, which showed a poster of a muscled man saying something about a contest at the work out spot on the beach, with a prize of $10,000.
Arching a brow, Dante pulled his mouth away from the straw. "nice." he thought to himself, and walked towards the spot, thinking it'd be nice to get a little excersize.
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The square for the fighting competetion was surrounded by a bunch of muscle bound furs, a couple of dobermen and rotweilers were calling out and cheering for a good finish. The Doberman fem in the middle gave the large gorilla a piledriver, which gave the pack just what they wanted. She grinned at the bunch as she rose up. She wasn't large in stature, but she was packed and muscled under the black one piece she wore. She glanced as the paramedics carried the gorilla away. "Are you not entertained?" She called out, feeling like copying a movie with so much excitement. Everyone around her cheered.
"Who's next!?" She called, though the crowd slowly became more quiet, being reluctant after seeing her bash around ten basic hulks thus far.
Everyone fell silent, and she was about to walk out until her ears lifted to someone saying "Sure, sounds like fun."
Ash turned around and saw the oddly dressed Snake step into the ring, tossing away his flip flops from his feet. She couldn't help but chuckle, the guy didn't look tough. "And who might you be?"
"Dante." he greet with a smile, scratching at the back of his head. He then stretched and smiled at the Doberman. God, for a amazon of a woman, she was hot, he thought. He kept his stare at her red eyes. "I'd like to try you on your ten thousand dollar fight thing."
She laughed and shrugged. "Alright, but I won't be responisble if you come out a pretzel.I'm Ashley, your opponent."
Dante only chuckled and smiled at her. "I wouldn't mind that from you." he said with a cheerful smile.
Ash, however, didn't find the reference at all funny, and rushed the snake, who'se smile suddenly went to a smirk, as if expecting her rush.
With a waterlike flow, he ducked and dodged her punch and slid his tail around, tripping her and making her hit the sand. Everyone went silent or made sounds of surprise.
The Doberman got up and glared at Dante, who simply smiled at her. "Well, aren't you flexible." The snake only smiled, and bent into a combat pose. "You have no idea." He said, smiling still at her. Ash got into a boxing stance, and still glared now with a smirk to Dante. "Alright, snakey, let's go for a round two." She bounced around and then jumped at him, firing a rain of punches.
Dante's smile remained and he doged, ducked, and backed from every punch tossed at him, moving as though a proffessional swimmer. He spun around her and thrusted his hand out until his palm struck her side, though it was only a light touch. Ash suddenly gasped, gripping her stomach as she coughed. What the hell was that!? she turned to stare surprised at Dante, who simply looked up at a flying seagul as if he lost interest.
She glared, and as she caught her breath, she round house kicked at him with lightning speed. Enough so that, passing back to the ground, it sounded like a loud explosion, and sand pillared up twenty feet into the sky, showering the awe-struck crowd.
Dante ducked the kick as he watched the seagull fly by, and then finally returned his attention as sand fell on his head.
Ash leapt up at him, sending another blur of punches and kicks. Some made contact, but only by Dante blocking them, pushing them back as he dodged and blocked more attacks.
He smiled, and the smile unnerved her, as though he were only playing, like this was just some game to him, which only pissed her off more.
As she uppercutted at him, he twirled on her arm, then was up close at her, smiling still, and his fingers went up at the cent of her chest with a slgiht tap. Her eyes went wide as she felt as if her heart stopped for a second, and then she saw as he did the same touch once more, on her stomach, then at her arm, then a leg. She lurched at the stomach blow, and lost feeling in both arm and leg, as she fell on her knees. His hand stopped at her forehead. Judging by the attacks before, the one he almost did would probably had killed her. She stared up at him with shock, fear and...a slight flicker of desire, finding it erousing to confront someone who could bring her, a woman who was trained to beat on anyone, to such a submissive state.
He smiled at her, as if reading her mind, and stood up as he saw the white towel in the air, meaning the other dobermens thought it was too much. A cheer passed through the crowd, and Dante waved around, though his eyes kept on returning to Ash. "We must do this again sometime." he said to her with a wink, then took the money given to him, and started to walk off.
"Who...what are you!?" She yelled to him, just starting to regain the feeling on her limbs.
He turned as he heard her, and then smiled. "I'm Dante." he said, and a group of people passed in front of him. As they passed, and Ash got to where she saw him, the snake was gone.