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<~>Defensive abilities are fine. You don't have to have offensive techniques just because. Not all characters have traits of an offensive fighter.

What exactly do you mean by 'fine tuning'?<~>

(( To make my character better. See my character is supposed to be a great fighter but a better defensive. At this point he's pretty weak and I need help in the 'upgrading' of my character.))

(( He's weak compared to most fighters. Such as Epithany, Unks, unit 97, pretty much everyone who fights. Or at least that I know.))

<<::Can't beleive he's actually going to give the guy a pointer:: It's really not a good idea to compare your character to others. It's better to keep your character how you create him. Besides, the way a character fights depends on the user. If I could find Deity's argument on that subject, I'd re-post it, but I can't. Basically, even if you can throw the Earth into the sun with your mad strength, somebody with more skill and experience will always come along and pwn the living ******** outta you. Plain and simple. Making your character stronger does nothing if you can't match with somebody of greater experience.>>

<~>Just so we're certain, be aware that I agree with what Sone just said. On that note, if you want your character to be of a certain strength, speed, etc., you need to have the ability to RP it well. That said, I suppose we should spar. Foregoing the entrance etc., post an opening fight move and I'll follow suit.<~>

Red lept back from the outlandish assault the boy made on her, leaving her just out of reach of his as his body fell upon her former location. Then came his feet. She was insulted at the lack of grace he had in attacking her.

She let his feet come in, but only so she could seize his ankles in her hands. Once she had a firm grip on him, she spun clockwise and tossed him away as though he were a diseased sack of meat.

He was a very sloppy fighter. She simply continued her clockwise spin, pivoting to the left and away form the wave of air for the most part. Catching her right leg, it only made her spin faster, but she stopped effortlessly all the same.

As she looked up to see him toying about with the same ploy again, she extended her right arm to catch his wrist, pulling his punching arm to the outside as she wheeled around him, planted her left palm on the base of his shoulder, and guided his body face first into the ground.

As she did so his arm suddenly became as if liquid, having her grasp upon his metal arm and shoulder go threw him, having him spin onto the ground, landing on his feet and backflipping to gain some room from fighting this girl. Then if she were to look at his metallic arm she would see that it looked solid once more. Before he knew it the metal began to cover his Chest and back, covered by his clothing. Then his arm seemed to change. The fist grew random spikes as the Aerodynamics of it changed as well to fit for speed and for casualties.