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Clothing. Ah yes. It had cost Goran a much loved piece of clothing, that was so badly stained, it could not be worn again. Fury?
He felt that Doona, deserved the punishment, he was about to deliver on the end of his fist, to this little !! We will use the term, 'pipsqueak'. It was not nice, not at all, but what did we expect from Goran?!
"You owe me!" Doona was unaware that this referred to clothing.
He pulled Lillia behind him, though she was not meek when it came to that lout. Expressive? She gave vent to telling him, what an oaf he was and more, for picking on those a third of his size! It was truth that Goran was not liking, especially in front of a gathering audience.
Shoving Doona aside he went to swipe at Lillia who stepped back, missing his blow. He decided if he couldn't get her, he would have Doona instead, feel the brunt of his rage.
Taking hold of Doona he lifted him, leaving him hanging mid air! Lillia still cussing at him. Luic and Beeks his two minions, grabbed hold of her. A smug look of satisfaction on Gorans face. She was held, could wait, whilst he dealt with this brat.
"That's the trouble with you Goran." He turned, to look down at Ameryst. Becci and Torvan had grabbed hold of Luic and Beeks, releasing Lillia.
"Have to pick on others way way smaller than yourself. Small, ah yes. Bout the size of your brain, if you have one of course."
The expression on his face had changed. The skin color had gone darker. Rage? He dropped Doona. Who taken by surprise landed with a thud, luckily, close to Becci.
Lillia rushed forward, to make sure, that he was OK. "You need to understand that when it comes to WHO you are, your bullying, intimidating ways. Picking on those you know, are unfortunate to have your attention. Undeserving of your violence and abuse. Belittling them, to boost your own ego.
Sooner or later, you are going to meet your nemesis." Goran had hardly understood a word, of what Ameryst had said, she had come to the conclusion, her words had gone in one ear and out of the other.
He was clenching his fists, moving towards her, shoving other Kets out of his way. Some of them stepping back. Seconds pass before he is stood in front of her. The towering, imposing form of Goran? Why was she not cowering before him! Obviously needed a reminder of WHO he was and what he was more than capable of!
He went to smack out at her. His fist lunged forward. What Goran had in brawn however, Ameryst matched in agility! To say she was nimble was an understatement! Though her hands were smaller than his, she could still deliver a hefty blow, to jarr the senses so to speak. Even rattle the peanut as one might say, slapped around in Goran’s space between his ears!
Her fist, when it hit him, could be likened to being hit by a metal bar. Not just once, but several times within a space of a minute?
I wouldn’t advise anyone, trying that at home, just to see what it felt like!
Goran had not even been able to land a blow on Ameryst. It was prolonged, yet swift and to the point conclusive, as Ameryst landed him blow after blow. Suddenly, several other Kets rushed forward. Beating at his legs, until with one final thud, he hit the deck.
The scattering of Kets as he fell. His moaning and groaning, drowned out by the cheers of the Kets. Ameryst who was now catching her breath, had not been aware of just how many had gathered to watch her, as some remarked.
'Dish out some much needed punishment to Goran.‘ On seeing Ameryst hammering her little fists into Goran, taking this brute on alone? It had made some of the Kets angry, at having allowed this brute to get away with, what he had, over the time that he had been at the Akademy! Shamed by the actions of a Ket, who was new to them.
With him still on his feet, they launched their attack to bring him down! That way he would not only get a beating from Ameryst, be humiliated AND brought down to size! BUT also aware that other Kets too, had joined the fray. A clear message that they, were no longer going to tolerate his bullying!
They might not have given thought to the Opticons, hovering above them, relaying information back to the security center.
Oh yes, they had been observed. La Toyah and Serenia, watching on different screens. Plucky Ameryst! Could not be punished, because Goran had swung the first punch. She had merely defended herself. Self defense, that does NOT involve the use of weapons, (including those such as Becci and her extra bio defensive weapons.) is allowed. Still, she was certainly a Ket to be wary of!
Goran had been knocked unconscious. NOT,by Ameryst, but when he had hit his head on the deck. Coming around, nursing his cheek, feeling the pain from the his jaw having been pounded by Ameryst! So many Kets glaring at him. Total humiliation.
He now understood how it felt, to be beaten down, to be threatened? Ameryst had left Goran with her words, all too clear, ringing in his ears. “The last time EVER, here, you will pick on someone smaller than you. No longer just me, you have to worry about!" He HAD gotten the message!
"You know, it never ceases to amaze me." Lillia sipped on her Frubu wash.
"How you can stand up to someone, how they act towards others, often singled out by them, to beat on. Knowing they won't retaliate, because they believe and bullies like Goran will encourage that belief, that they are alone.
Just needs one, to stand up to them, and the others who have been beaten on or bullied, intimidated, finally realize, others too, WILL NOT put up with the behavior of those, who believe they can get away with, how they behave, time after time.
Just one? No! Safety in numbers, is what the bullies play on. Works both ways! To teach them, that they won't get away with their bullying." "I'll drink to that!"
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