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 Posted: Sat May 21, 2016 12:14 pm
Lieutenant Natrolite- SpectatorAnother body entered the viewing area among the other faces and Natrolite turned to take brief notice. It was the other general who had made this little shindig with Xe. Aurostibite was his name right? Blues ran the general for a second before turning back to watch the fight. Things had started to heat up and he was just in time to see Atë sock his general right in the jaw. Atë was clearly packing a punch, there was no denying that since not just anyone could send the purple headed generals head snapping like that. There a mixture of pleasure and anger for the motion. Part of agent nagged that Xe could have, should have blocked it while the other part hoped that hurt. Natrolite leaned back in his seat wondering why in gods green earth wasn't Xe smack talking. Atë was killing it, he was even half cheering for her now just because of that mouth. The senshi hunched then launched herself at Xe and both women hit the ground, this bringing an excited, "Dayum! Now ets gettin fun! Get'er boss!" He yelled shamelessly from seat as Xe's weapons were summoned and beat into the other womans sides. Shivering as the yell escaped Atë, it was such a delightful sound and he wasn't even the one causing it, shame. This was kind of hot...two women rolling around and doing more than slapping each other. Atë did a springboard motion off Xe's stomach and a hand went up to playfully cover the lieutenants eyes as he winced. That had to hurt like hell, but at the same time he was totally peeking through hands and grinning like a opossum. "Yew two gonna kiss or fight?" Natrolite snickered happily from seat, taking a drink from water bottle, Xe found her way up much to his delight after the shout. Not that he honestly thought it was because of the jeer, but it was perfect timing and even more hilarious when his boss delivered a roundhouse that would make Chuck Norris cry. Atë had a hell of a face and it just got prettier to the man with that tint of red. But the Corrupt wasn't giving up yet, magic flickered to life before the agents eyes for the second time of the day and he was glued to his seat. Watching like a child while leaning forward with a dark, deep set grin. As it hit Xe he purred to himself, "aww tha's just nasty.."
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Beejoux rolled 1 12-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-12)
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2016 12:14 pm
Correction, the garbage and smog to the face hadn't been fighting dirty, the handful of purple hair Ate was trying to rip from her hair, that was dirty. It tore a shriek from the general that was equal parts pain and anger. She had just gotten her hair cut! (Admittedly, these wasn't anything Xenotime wouldn't have done herself, but perhaps not here, in this situation.) She moved with the jerk, not because she couldn't handle a little lose of hair, but because she really didn't want to. It created space between them again, but that was just fine. A snarling grin on her face, the general looked back at the senshi as she brought up her right arm. "Gotta buy me drinks first, before we get down to the rough s**t, sweetheart." She swung, fingertips extended to give the black haired woman a rather vicious gap in the throat. Let the ******** go, this wasn't foreplay! HP: 15 DMG: 3
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matisha rolled 1 12-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-12)
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2016 3:27 am
HP: 14
Attack - 0
Atë could understand the love for ones hair do, it may have been friverlous but she also enjoyed spending a pretty penny on her own ebony locks. Heck being part of this world equalled gorgeous hair, it went hand in hand. So it was no surprise that Xenotime's reaction to her hair being pulled was one of pure rage. Atë moved with the General as she tried to escape but she held on, her grip tightening and squeezing as they tugged for power.
"Ha! You know the way to a woman's heart with that sort of talk" she hissed as she struggled with the ever agile Xenotime. She over looked the movement of Xe arms and the jab to her throat happened before she could even react. Her hand dropped from the purple hair instantly as she brought the other to her throat, eyes bulging in pain as she stumbled falling to the floor.
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Beejoux rolled 1 12-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-12)
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2016 7:25 am
The throat jab worked. Ate's hand fell away from her hair as the senshi dropped to her knees right at Xenotime's feet. Like a pretty present, just waiting for her. Delightful. It was the perfect setup, and by God she was going to take advantage of it. Her scalp was throbbing. "Oh, that ain't nothing yet." Grinning, the general pivoted on her toe, turning her body and bringing her leg up at the same time. A perfectly lined up heel kick to the side of the senshi's pretty head. HP: 15 DMG: 8
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matisha rolled 1 12-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-12)
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2016 9:01 am
HP 6
Attack - 8
Atë eyes blurred as she tried take a breath. Her whole throat felt like it had closed up on impact from Xenotime's hit, her world swimming as she struggled to breath, eyes tearing as she tried to swollow the pain, to accept and move on.
But holy ******** did it hurt.
She squinted at Xe, her outline fuzzy through tears and she could only inwardly moan as she watched what looked like a leg coming toward her at ridiculous speed. The kick caught her fully in the face and sent her flying to the side. She slid a few inches across the floor finally coming to a stop in a head, lips bleeding in earnest and the makings of bruise developing quickly under both eyes.
But no matter how much she hurt she was buzzing inside. She was having so much fun. Spitting she left a puddle of red froathy blood on the floor, her head turning to smile and wink at Xenotime.
"You got to stop teasing me, am starting to get hot under the collar missy.". She stood up, swaying slightly as her brain did a 360 inside her skull. A shuddering breath racked her body and she coughed, her ribs screaming in pain at each movement. But the smile never left her face.
"Seriously, we should do this again, now, let's finish this!" Swallowing the nausea she felt raising, threatening to undo her even now. With a scream she leapt forward coming in with a left and right punch before twisting her arm under and delivering a uppercut.
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Beejoux rolled 1 12-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-12)
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2016 9:13 am
Do it again? They could do it again. Xenotime was always up for a good fight. And that was what Ate was giving her. Wonderful, mindless carnage. There was no need to think, no need to worry over repercussions. They both wanted this, and god was it fun. Blood on the concrete, dripping from the senshi's lips. Bruises darkening under green eyes. She was swaying on her feet as she advanced again, but she wasn't done yet. The other woman still had some fight in her. More than had been expected. She lunged, and Xenotime stepped back quickly, arms up in defense. The first punch was pushed aside, Ate's fist sliding harmlessly past her shoulder, but the second connected, and for the second time the general felt her head snap to the side. This time she tasted the sharp copper of blood in her mouth, but there wasn't any time to think about it. A second hit connected like a jackhammer against the underside of Xenotime's chin, and she saw stars, felt the weightlessness of falling, a second before she was hitting the ground. Blood on her lips, she spat to the side, groaning as she shifted, pushing herself back up. Down, not out. Not yet. "Time and place, honey," she answered roughly, rubbing at her mouth with the side of her hand, and coming away with bright streak of crimson. There was a cut on the inside of her lips, or gums, somewhere, but it was nothing to the pounding that was starting up at the back of her head. Ow. Had she hit her head on the ground as well? Hard to tell. Xenotime made a quick forward jerk, feinting to the left before coming in from the right to throw a prickling jab at the senshi. HP: 7 DMG: 1
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2016 10:05 am
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matisha rolled 1 12-sided dice:
11
Total: 11 (1-12)
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2016 10:06 am
HP 5
Attack - 9
She was getting tired. Body hurt, ribs broken and mouth feeling like someone had opened an artery that wouldn't close, she was nearly done.
But she wasn't finished.
For the thousandth time Atë thought on Xenotime and what she was. It was no secret that she didn't like Agents, or rather she felt them a nuisance that she couldn't care less for. But here was someone that was a worthy challenger. She was fast, strong and not afraid to get her hands dirty. The many, many bruises she would have tomorrow would be a testament to that. If she lost this fight Atë would go home pleased, battered and bruised yes, but incredibly satisfied. This would not be the last she would see of her. Oh no. She was certain of that.
But she could feel herself depleting rapidly. She wouldn't be able to stand let alone punch if the fight carried on much longer. How ever much she wanted to continue it, this was indeed the time to end it.
She saw the feint for what it was but she let it happen, she needed her in close. Allowing the hit to connect into her shoulder the push moved her back slightly but only enough for Atë to twist back into her, this time with one arm raised, hooking it around the General neck into a solid choke hold. With all the strength left in her she pulled tight, squeezing the woman's neck, giving her no room to breath until she chose to tap out or black out.
This fight was over. Beejoux Ok seriously didn't think the dice were going to let me win that XD
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2016 6:12 pm
For as tenacious as Ate was, Xenotime really should have seen it coming, but she had a bit of bad habit when it came to underestimating her opponents. Not for lack of experiences, mind. Usually the senshi or knights she found herself toe to toe with were amateurs, sloppy. They didn't know how to defend themselves. Ate wasn't like them. An arm looped around the general's neck before she could stop it, and maybe if she hadn't have just taken such a heavy blow to the head she'd have been able to break free, but her mind was still swimming, and the tight squeeze of Ate's grip was making it worst. She couldn't breath, darkness was dancing across her vision, and maybe it should have been frightening, but here and now it just wasn't. Her hands loosened on Ate's arm as everything started to go dark, and a second or two after she went completely limp, sagging in the eternal's arms. Out for the count.
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2016 7:38 pm
Natrolite had been on the edge of his seat the entire time. They were both very skilled fighters, Ate a bit more skillful in smack talk, but Xenotime did well. When things started to wind down the lieutenant knew his general was in trouble. Maybe even felt an urge to help but instead leaned further up on the edge of seat. s**t! Xenotime was caught around the neck and to tired to fight her way out. It was a struggle to watch to be perfectly honest. Not that he did for long, when a limp Xenotime sagged against the eternal the man was up. Moving swiftly and confidently up to the victorious woman. The one whom could crush likely every bone in body even as tired as she was now. With a grin arms went out for his general, "I'll take tha, gud fight sugar." matisha Oh hia can has dis, please?
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2016 6:27 am
Xenotime had done extremely well - in fact, it was one of the more serious, intense fights of the tournament, and Aurostibite watched with interest each maneuver and shift and movement. Each had their own set of skills and strength, but in the end it was the Corrupt who was left standing.
He stepped forward; one of Xenotime's lieutenants had already moved to assist her - and gave a nod to Atë.
"Congratulations," said Aurostibite. "Feel free to take a moment to rest, and then round two will begin shortly."
There was a flicker of a faint smile on his face as he added, "Your next opponent will be me, by the way."
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