Investigating a call (challange closed answered by Tanosh)

She hears your words and knows that you are just taunting me. Suddenly she feels the pull increase from the boston crab. She shuts her eyes and grits her teeth.
"I give! alright you win! Happy now" she lets out louder this time.

He let go of her right then and there, letting her legs drop into the rubble that was the wall she smashed through earlier. Standing to his full height, he looked down at her on the ground. Adrenaline still coursed through his veins, though he was almost certain that he was going to regret this fight in the morning. He needed to clean up the blood on his legs, which he was now certain had created a small pool in his boots. "You've given up, which means I get total control of your mouth for a night... as was stated... at the beginning of the match." Very slowly, he offered his hand down to let her use it to help her up.

As she feels her legs fall to the rubble she lightly slams her fist to the ground. Faith lets out another curse and turns around. She looks at you up and down and then at the hand that your offering to help her up. Instead off taking it her pride makes her stand up on her own dusting off her clothes.
"yes I know what the stakes where from earlier"

Retracting his arm after it had gone unused he motioned towards the room she had fallen into. It was his room afterall, and there wasn't much time left in the night... only a few hours. Almost immediately he took off his boots, and socks which were stained in his own blood, swiftly followed by his slacks as he set himself down in an office chair. His underwear was single color (navy blue) boxers. Though she'd likely suspect he intended to use her mouth for naughty purposes when he opened a desk draw, she'd quickly realize he was pulling out bandages to dress the wounds she had given him. "First, I want you to use your mouth to tell me about yourself... starting with if you'd like any first aid."

She looks at you closely and sees you motion to enter your room. Faith slowly steps thought the opening in the wall into the room. She sees you take out the first aid equipement and looks up after hearing your question.
"You want me to tell you about myself?" she asks,"like what?"

"Well, most important is if you feel you need anything in this kit." He rattled the first aid for a few shakes so that her attention would shift to it. The scrapes on his legs were cleaned up and patted down with alcohol, the tell tale healing sting didn't even make him flinch. "Beyond that, name, where you come from, where you learned to fight, and why you thought you could go sneaking around the boy's dorms... For starters."

She looks down at the kit and then shakes her head "I'm fine just a few cuts and bruises" she lied. Faith didn't really have any serieus injuries but some off the bruises where a little bigger then normal because well going though a wall can do that.
"Well my name is Faith, I come from well I have been a little all over the place actually. As for where I learned to fight I my sister used to be a former champion somewhere in europe and asia. As for what I'm doing here I was searching for someone but that really doesn't matter anymore."

He nodded as his legs were cleaned up. "A champion? No wonder you could get back up after I sent you through the wall. Most people would have broken down right there." He finished, stretching his legs out to give them a few minutes to dry and his blood to coagulate.

"How many successful fights have you had?"

She listened to what you where saying and then shrugged.
"Well I fought here a while back a bit and won some and lost some and then went away for a while to get stronger." she finished and then started thinking.
"Probably haven't gotten strong enough yet since I lost in the end"

She did lose the battle, he did have control of her mouth. Deciding to end their conversation with her self doubt, he stood, not returning those pants to his hips. Smiling, he walked over to her, reaching out without any particularly sudden movements, and touched his hand to the back of her head and drew her in close. Hazel eyes looking only into Faith's own as his chest just barely touched hers. Softly, he would draw her into a kiss.