[PS] Burter's Dojo

[Yamu]

?Defense damnit!? Yamu yelled for what seemed like the tenth time. ?You just signed up to be in a fight! How did you expect to survive, sleep with them all??

?You-BASTARD!? Hasky shrieked forcing her anger at the insensitive brute behind the punching bag.

POOMF!

The bag exploded from the force placed upon it, the femme fatale?s fist shot through the bag and connected with Yamu?s left pectoral sending a nice cloud of sand like material scattering through the dojo.

?Woo hoo hoo. Look what you just did, little girl.?

?Don?t call me that?? Hasky shot back as she rubbed her hand, trying to figure out how she had accomplished such a feat.

?I?m impressed?you?re going to get there soon enough??

?Get where??

?Up to my level.?

?Do I have to look as fugly as you when I do?? she asked overly sweetly, batting her eyelashes and the whole works.

?No?I?m special like that?Hellfighter?? The raven haired ?boy? passed through Yamu?s line of sight appearing as if in a daze. ?SEVEN-TEEN!? he called louder, just to get the same complete lack of recognition.

?Looks like he has seen a ghost?? Hasky chimed in.

The male shrugged his massive shoulders, ?We?ll see him in the game at least. Now, c?mon I don?t want you dying in there.?

?Dying?I thought??

Yamu smiled, ?Those collars don?t ?kill? exactly?but you?ll feel what killed you?trust me, it is usually not good.?

?You??

?Yeah?once so far in Friend or Foe Two?I?m hoping it doesn?t happen again. Now, punch through a bag without me having to call you a whore.?

?Son of a bitch??