Physics of Kicking Ass||Kenji||

[Dru Alberts]

Through countless of failures and brainstorming Dru decided her next tape was going to be used wisely, and much to Chirons joy, something to help the Camp. So for the next few days she would be spending at least 6 hours recording, doing interviews with some of the best of the camps fighters. That part, she loathed, dealing with arrogant stuck ups who thought they were everything, but she enjoyed days like this, where the sun was perfect for natural lighting as if Apollo was her whole lighting crew and where she stood in the back corner, no booms to worry about nor retakes, just pure uncut footage of the fighting. Of course some were bad and some were good, some of them gave her the chills thinking of ever being on the wrong end of a sword with them. Others she felt like a small slap could send them to the infirmary for a week.

Needless to say Dru was pretty content, as she moved around the area with her tripod, taking clips for most of the training going on. A few Apollo kids here, a lot of Ares kids, the rare Hephaestus kid testing a newly forged sword, only to watch it shatter against stone. It was also fun because being here for hours she saw peoples true side, the side they didn't cover when they were frustrated or joyous or any emotion other then the illusion they put up. She watched a Aphrodite get dirty and laugh around with others, a Ares kid show kindness to a new camper, a Athena kid look stumped and ask for help. Little things like that made her happy she could record it all, things slipped away too fast, sometimes it was nice to look back.

Dru noticed a few kids would shy away from her camera but she ignored them, it was their choice not to be video taped of course but there was no difference from her camera lens and her eyes, both held memories, and both saw past what was going on, only one required a charger and the other required sleep. Two of the same though. She didn't notice herself smiling as she propped the tripod against a far wall and flipped it on after angling it towards a fight between two clearly experienced fighters, leaning against the wall and letting it film her sights.

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Kenji's cracked his knuckled under the gloves, looking at the giant of an ares camper across from him. The boy was covered in scars and held two war axes in both of his hands, standing at ease. Kenji narrowed his eyes, letting his body get into position as he relaxed his muscles. He saw the other boy doing just that, and Kenji's eyes recorded every motion. His muscle memory would be able to reproduce everything, but it wasn't like this was the first time they had fought.

After a second, both of them knew it was time and ran at each other. Kenji looked like he was about to throw a punch at the giant, but slid into a baseball slid between his legs as he swung his axe at his neck. There was real killer intent there, and Kenji fed off it, his face breaking into a small smile as he bounced up behind him, jumping into a back flip and his foot coming down to his the raised axe blocking him. Kenji in turn used the axe to jump up, taking to the air, again flipping. He looked down, his face facing the ground as he the giant looked up, aiming to strike at him. Kenji came down flipping, timing it to a T. His flip came in that his legs caught the axe blade, the force making the giant buckle. Kenji felt the impact through his legs, making them sore and glad that he was wearing his combat boots. They were armored.

The other camper brought his other axe to bear, trying to cut him with his left arm but Kenji jumped off, landing about 2 meters away. The giant closed it instantly, and Kenji was dodging feveriously. One hit and he would be out or dead. They were fighting with real killer intent here. Kenji flashed, catching the Boy's wrist with his own, using his power to do it. He felt the joints in his body protest loudly, but he made them. He jumped up, kicking the other hand away and tried to bring his fist to the camper's face, but a force blew him back.

Kenji's feet trailed over the ground, leaving indents and trails where he had been blown. He looked at the boy, seeing his hair went white. "About time," Kenji said, smirking as he brought his fists to bear. The now white haired boy nodded, also smiling as he grabbed his other axe, and charged him, twice as fast now.

Kenji picked the speed up as well, matching him blow for blow and dodging them all. He landed a few kicks and punches, but they were all absorbed by that wall of muscle that camper called a torso. Kenji ducked under a blow, and felt a boot connect with his lungs, tossing him back again.

"Land on your feet," he thought, and his bodies obeyed. He saw this before, and his body twisted, his muscles screaming as he landed and stayed on his feet, forcing air into his lungs. He breathed deeply, forcing the pain away as the 7 foot giant came at him again. Kenji and the camper were smiling, Kenji raising his hands and catching the first axe blade. The muscles in his arm tore, but he Kept going. Kenji's other fist came forward, and punched the other camper in the solar plexis, forcing all the air from his lungs.

He didn't let up, kicking off the ground and flipping, using the camper's knee as a board and brought his knee to his chin, snapping his head back. Kenji heard the gasp, but didn't let it bug him. His body was a tool. He had to keep going. Kenji landed, and kicked off the ground, driving both his fists into the camper's middle again, forcing him back more. He saw the axe blade coming at him, and used both his hands to lead it over his head, bring his arm down and taking his weight with the camper's arm. Kenji had him pinned a moment later.

"I win again," Kenji said, panting heavily now, feeling the effects on his body. The camper struggled for a second, then sighed, his hair turning back to normal. "Fine fine," He said, and Kneji released him. The camper got up, and winced at his new injuries. Kenji wasn't feeling so hot ether. After a second, both of them realized they attracted an audience or at least 15 other campers. They usually did. Kenji noticed some money passing hands, smirking at that. Jay and him were usually even matched, a 50/50 on who would win. jay was a heck of a lot stronger then him, but Kenji was a better fighter, so it equaled out. Plus Jay was getting better each and every time.

Kenji patted down his body quickly, feeling that he hadn't taken on as much wounds as normal. He suffered muscle damage sometimes due to his power, but the camp medicine usually fixed him right up after a dose. Plus, with all the scar tissue he was growing inside, his body was gradually beginning to gain more mass to be able to take it.

After a moment, Kenji noticed that they had been recorded that time to. Normally he didn't care one one or another, but he noticed the person doing the recording. His face frowned momentarily, then smirked, waving at her.

"get anything good for your shot?" he asked, walking up, ignoring a few others. Kenji was a lot more popular then he knew. Being A cabin leader, A star fighter, brother to the Infamous Kurtis, More oblivious to romance then an anime character and not bad looking to boot, he had a few lookie lookers. He didn't even pay them mind though as he walked over to dru. Course, he didn't even notice them so it wouldn't make much different to him.

"Nice timing. Me and Jay usually go at it once a week, but that was a good fight," he said, nodding at her. His smirk was gone and back to his usual expressionless face. It was actually a lot better then the smile he had in that fight. That smile was one for the love of battle, and the bit of evil in his heart.

[Dru Alberts]

That was the thing about Dru, once she got to filming, every small thing intrigued her and ever detail she wanted perfect. The fight was no different, she wanted ever move those two made to be captured, the tiniest shuffle of ones feet, muscles pulling and releasing under the pressure of a swing. Everything had to be captures and when she watched it, she watched everything with full intent. Even after the fight was over she rewined and played it again, making sure that everything was great, which it was. She hardly noticed one of the fighters came over to talk to her, but she did at one point she felt him by her and noticed.

She looked up from her spot and noticed Kenji looking at her, with a smirk on his face. She smiled and paused the tape, giving him a slight wave back. "Well then i am lucky it was a great fight, perfect for what i needed." she said, slightly sad that his smile had gone away. "You really are a great fighter, one of the best we have probably."

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Kenji's face twitched in a smile for a second before he said," I'm glad it was what you needed, but that was an average fight. Should have seen the one with the dragon. That was great." Kenji touched his shoulder where he got impaled, looking back at Jay who was rolling his arm and getting yelled at by his sister. His face didn't change, but his eyes lightened in amusement of it.

"And I'm not the best. Far from it. I'm just better then a lot of people here." To many, this would be an arrogant statement, but from kenji, it was almost emotionless in it's statement that it wasn't. To him, he knew he was better then a lot of the fighters, but he wasn't arrogant to think he was the best around. A lot of people thought it was the same but it really wasn't. "Still, I think I can throw a punch." He smirked, looking back as he pulled his gloves off.

His hands were bruised and his knuckles where slightly swollen from the abuse he just put them through. He winced, the pain finally hitting him. His gauntlets were charmed to seal the pain in his hands till after he took them off unless he broke the bones. "That's gonna hurt," he muttered, flexing his fingers. Yeah, some bad bruising, but it wasn't as bad as usual. His power was really a double edged sword. He gave a small smile, and showed his hand to the camera for a moment. "After effects," he said, matter-of-fact. It didn't bug him much. It was pain, but pain vanishes over time.

Kenji's eyes drew to dru, twin gray storms of mystery, and he felt his gut clench again. That same feeling from before. He didn't know what it was. It made him feel....weird. It wasn't physical attraction(He knew what that felt like and it wasn't from the gut). it wasn't nerves. He refused to believe it. He faced down a dragon with a hole in his torse with nerves.

"Jeez your bad," Kurtis thought in his head. Kenji actually jumped, then a pissed off look came over his face. "What the heck are you doing?" He thought back, and he tapped his head at dru, making a motion that she would know his brother was talking to him.

"You broke my legs and arms. I can't even-"

"I get it," kenji thought. He heard Kurtis' laugh. "I'm bored," Kurtis thought.

Kenji stopped for a moment, then reached over and took his ring off and put it into his pocket. He broke his brother's legs yes, but he wasn't going to entertain him. "Sorry. What is the filming for?" He asked. He wasn't gonna deal with his brother now.