Need Some Manners (O)

[Temperance C. Baron]

Temperance is blasted into the ground by the soundwave, and the air leaves her lungs in a wooch! She coughs for a second, reagining her composure. She shoots up, apprently unharmed from her blow, and suddenly rushes forward, snapping her tan fist across Anneliese's face. She did not use her full demonic strength, because she knew that could very likely take off Anneliese's head. Instead, she used enough to send the younger girl flying.
Temperance was very intuned with her body and powers, mostly because of the fact that she trained non-stop, and so hard that she collapsed at least three times during her hard-core training coarse. No...har-core was too soft of a word. It wasn't even humanly possible, and almost impossible for the Fire Demon herself, but she always pushed herself to the limit, and always was fascinated by the results.

[Anneliese Fearon]

Anneliese Felt a ping of pain on her cheek as she was hit. She felt herself fly across a fair amount of space, only to use her speed of sound to lighten her fall. Instead of being on her back lying across the floor, she was crouched on one knee with her hand securely gripping the ground. She wiped at her cheek and flashed a grin, "Very nice, so is that strength part of your powers or just through training? Or maybe a bit of both?" She asked.
She shot up from the ground with her lightning speed and in a blink was behind Temperance, hand held around her other hand in a tight fist. She elbowed her in the back of the neck in a flash, not enough strength to break, just enough strength for a bit of pain, before sprinting round to her front again in a defensive stance.

[Temperance C. Baron]

Temperance teeters forwards, but other than that, nothing. She smirks at her, "You're quick! A good skill to have in battle! My strength comes from my training, and from my race." She shoots forward again, barreling straight into Anneliese's stomach with her head, bring a new definition to 'hard head'. She watches as Anneliese falls to the ground, and Temperance gives her time to respond.

[Anneliese Fearon]

Anneliese felt the ground crash beneath her backside as Temperances head barrelled into her. That caught her by surprise.As if she used her head. She gave a laugh and fell back so she was flopped on the floor. She held her arms up in a T-shape, "Time out for a sec," She stifled between laughs. "Nice technique there. I have a question to ask." She say up on her elbows thinking through what she just said, "Are you a demon?" She remembered the comment from a conversation they had earlier. "A fire demon perhaps?"

[Temperance C. Baron]

Temperance nods proudly, a smile dancing on her lips. She puts her fists on her hips and puffs out her chest in a prideful manner and says, "How'd you know? You're pretty smart, Anneliese!" Her tone is bright and cheery, and her face still in that genuine smile.

[Anneliese Fearon]

Anneliese got up from the floor and wiped at her legs and skirt, getting the dirt off. She glanced up at her stance and smirked happily. "Ha, I was raised to be a smart-ass by my mother." She just couldn't raise me to be normal...[/i] She thought to herself, making sure it wouldn't slip out her mouth. She gave a lopsided smile, mostly to herself. She didn't want to think of the past, it brought her mood down. "Well number one, you are strong, which rules out some creatures. Two, you said you were a 'fiery one' which ruled out the others. Finally, your personality is quite the opposite of how an angel or fairy would act, so guessed you were a demon. I don't actually know many different races." She shrugged. Her stomach hurt a bit from the head low and so noted to get some painkillers just in case.

[Temperance C. Baron]

Temperance smirks, "I'm happy you didn't confuse me with those pansy fairies and those ass-kissing angels! They really need to get lives~!" Suddenly, an image flashes through her head, one of her in a silk white gown with beautiful white downy wings. She cringes, feeling sick, before shaking off the thoughts of Angels.

[Anneliese Fearon]

Anneliese couldn't help but laugh at the thought of Temperance being an angel or a fairy. She would so kick the other angels/fairies butts. "Your a good fighter. Not that I didn't suspect you to be. How long did you train?" She asked. She would of like to know for herself, to see if she could learn something from it all if something like this happened again.

[Temperance C. Baron]

Temperance looks at her for a moment, before saying, "Since forever."

[Anneliese Fearon]

Anneliese raised her eyebrow, "Wow, that long?" She must have been doing it a while to get that good at fighting. She unconsciously raised her hand to her cheek which had a small sting after being hit. She rubbed at it for a second before folding her arms, "Could you teach me?" She asked grinning.

[Temperance C. Baron]

Temperance's eyes go wide, before she suddenly smirks playfully, "Sure, but you have'ta call me 'master'." She chuckles, waiting for the look on Anneliese's face. Temperance loved messing with people. Who doesn't?

[Anneliese Fearon]

Anneliese grimaced at the thought,. "Gosh, you are just like my mother." The mere thought of her mother being there sent chills down her spine. She stared at Temperance before giving half a smile, "You are joking, right?"

[Temperance C. Baron]

Temperance's laugh bubbles out of her throat and she says, "Of course, Anne-chan~!" She says, her onyx eyes bright. Anne-chan? Where had that come from?

[Anneliese Fearon]

Anneliese bursted out laughing,"Anne-chan? Where did that come from?" She had never known such a weird person before, obviously a good weird. But she seemed alright, could become a pal. "So 'Tempi-Senpai', what do I have to learn first?" She grinned, her hands on her hips.

[Temperance C. Baron]

Temperance smiles brightly and says, "You need to build more muscle!"