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1 ********* Sailor Hygiea


Feel free to rp as usual randomizing betweeen 1 and 3 for each post, or to pre roll the results and go back and fill the posts in after the fact.

Rolling reference for ease
* For every post in a battle thread make sure you randomize between 1 and 3. The number you get will determine what happened during that turn.
1 - Uh oh, looks like you missed this time!
2 - Yay a hit! Your opponent should subtract 1 hp in their next post.
3 - Excellent hit! Your opponent should subtract 2 hp in their next post.

* Keep track of your HP on the top of each post you make please! When someone reaches zero the battle is over. (You can post once or twice more if you'd really like the two to wish each other well or what not)
If the dice decide to be jerks and the battle just keeps going on and on and on I may step in and ask for you guys to roll dice for some outside event to help out. Hopefully it won't be necessary

HP Remaining: 4 HP - 2 HP = 2 HP
Damage: 1 HP

This had all seemed like an amazing awesome idea when ********* had first suggested the Asteroids to participate in Sailor Polaris' little tournament. Sailor Chibi Hygiea had liked the Youma Hunting Contest that the Eternal had thrown together a few months back, so it was obvious that she would most likely enjoy this little event as well.

That was, until she was paired with *********. She wasn't afraid or anything, but the thought of having the fight her guardian cat was a little upsetting. It was also a little unnerving, she had no idea how the cat would fight or well... how well she herself would fight against the cat. ********* was a cat, would there need to be anymore explanation of why she didn't like the idea?

Hygiea assisted the small manx with the ornaments after affixing her own - one in one of the loops of her hair and the other tied to her belt - then took her place in the area when told to go. The crowd that was watching her didn't bother her, crowds never bothered her when she was fighting someone. It was just *********/>
"Alright," the little senshi frowned from the cat's statement as she morphed into a more humanoid stature. If her cat didn't have a problem with this, she shouldn't either. She had entered it herself after all, and the little girl took a deep breathe to tell herself so.

Just think of the training, she told herself. And think of this one as more, just a more interesting sparring partner. It didn't totally clear the air but it at least helped. Or well, ********* making a quip at her helped also, not to mention the lunge. Hygiea pulled back as quickly as she could when the cat went in for the strike, sadly stepping into the wrong direction which gave ********* easier access to the ornament dangling from her belt. The string snapped, the piece shattering to the ground below her feet and Hygiea pivoted around to compensate for the lose.

Since they were still close at range, Hygiea used her momentum from her spin to connect her hand in karate chop fashion to the orb that hung from the cat's neck. Even though she had placed it there, she had to remember that it wasn't lower than she had originally put it.

HP Remaining: 2 HP - 1 HP = 1 HP
Damage: -

While the guardian was rallying behind her tricks, Sailor Hygiea was beginning to fall back into her usual defenses that sprung up whenever she started to horseplay with her brothers. There was a swift retreat from her opponent with a little hop backwards, and a small relish in the fact that she had indeed knocked down one of ********* ornaments. She smiled, but still kept her arms up waiting for ********* to strike again.

But instead, even as she tried to react, a hat was placed over her head with a nice pat. "H-hey!" It didn't go too far thanks to the mass of her hair and the remaining ornament. Her orange pigtails also didn't help much with getting it off any easier, and even though she deployed the age old 'keep moving since a moving target is harder to hit,' most of her efforts went into taking off the hat. She staggered a little, trying to keep what little of the guardian cat she could still see into view just in case but those bare feet fell out of view after a few steps.

When it finally came off, with a funny noise to boot, one of her braids had come lose and it was obviously apparent that ********* was behind her now. Hygiea quickly spun around, holding the top hat in front of her like a shield before throwing it back at the cat-girl with a small miffed sound of disgruntle-ness.

"Not cool!"

HP Remaining: 1 HP
Damage: -

It sent a pleasant buzz to Hygiea getting the rundown as how she was doing from her guardian cat. Getting comments about her reflexes from a cat almost made her giggle. Okay, not almost, there was a little bit of a joyful smirk from the chibi senshi. Of course, as much as she wanted to reply with a 'thanks,' it probably wasn't the best of time.

With her hand not fiddling with her loose braid anymore, really it was nearly smacking her in the face now, she turned her focus back to her opponent like instructed. It was getting her a little frustrated how many instructions she was getting and how drilled ********* was getting on her about focus. Hygiea thought she was totally focusing!

"I didn't say it wasn't fair," she tried to explain. Hygiea knew about how people didn't play fair, she had been in enough fights and not as a senshi even. "I just said it wasn't cool," to her it was a totally different meaning!

Hygiea side stepped here and there, keeping her feet moving just as ********* did. Waiting for a time to strike, which was hard to judge given who she was fighting. Though, was that a prompt? Either way, her body reacted before her mind could really settle on a decision on the matter, she went low at first and tried to get at ********* last ornament from a ground assault; shooting upward with her palm open and ready to snatch.

She should have known the cat would be able to bend her body normally in a very cat like maneuver. It wasn't as mind blowing 'holy s**t you have no spine!' like she would normally see from the feline species, but it didn't help all the same for Hygiea to once again realize she was fighting a cat. But even knowing it, after her upper cut didn't hand, her body still tried another snatch and grab, her arm continuing with her momentum and thrusting out to catch nothing but to brush against ruffled skirt before ********* propelled her body backwards.

She stood, almost stupefied and in slow motion as the cat's toe flicked her last remaining ornament from the tangles of her hair. It lulled for a moment before it cracked and crashed to the grounds at her feet, all she could do was really watch it before turning her orange gaze back to the cat. "Aa!" Simply, Hygiea looked horrified.

She had lost.

Lost to *********/>
Damn. That kind of sucked. She had just gotten into the groove of it too, enjoying it really and then it was over just like that.

"Unexpected," she repeated as she straightened herself up - not even realized she was hunched over in some sort of weird offensive defensive stance. "Do you really think bad guys can do what you did though? I mean, you're a cat and stuff." She honestly asked, her young mind couldn't fathom if it were possible really.

"I lost though," her brain processed again, "sucks...." again, that cycle came around again. The little girl sighed. "Fun though!" There was at least that, as she smiled to the cat with a small giggle behind those eyes.

The guardian remained on her hands as the child spoke to her after their match had apparently ended. It might have been a seemingly seriously conversation, but ********* couldn't ever be accused of being fiercely serious. Since she was now just standing in place on her hands, her skirt was hanging down loosely, easily revealing the booty shorts she had hidden under the usual ruffles of the skirt.

"I think at some point you need to watch Iris spar with Parthenope... Parthenope uses a very unique fighting style that tends to exploit unexpected tactics. I forget what it is called... I think it was Brazilian or something..." She wriggled her toes a bit before adding "One always needs to expect the unexpected, Hygiea."

With that, the guardian seemed to drop down to the ground as if the weight of the hold was too much. Yet she continued to drop even more as her body reverted back to her usual form. They were no longer sparring, so she didn't need to remain in the human-like form. On the ground, she was now a chubby manx with her back upon the ground and her tummy to the night sky.

"Come now... let's go back to our seats and watch the others!" Pushing herself up to her feet, she then trotted forward, not leaving this up to debate. After all, they needed to make room for the next spar.