[ 1 v 1 ] Wealth ( Gene v Popo )

[Carhop Cavalier]

Actually taking a break from her fighting, Gene floated into the creepeteria to pick up some boogurt and a bottle of water. In front of her was a little demon ghoul, giving the creepeteria lady some attitude.

"You should probably treat people a little nicer." She scoffed, paying for her snack.  

[Bittiface]

Popo whipped her head to the side, flipping her hair enough to try and hit Gene with as she gave the ghost a nasty sneer. "No." She scoffed, turning her head again back to the lady serving food.

"THAT!" She demanded again, pointing to the dish on the menu that was not available, or perhaps sold out. But Popo was not taking no for an answer. "NOW!"

Carhop Cavalier

 

[Carhop Cavalier]

Gene gave Popo a very blank stare, which turned into a glare, which became a feral snarl. "Hey, spoiled brat. They don't have it, so pick something else or get out of line. She growled, tray in her hands nearly cracking from the pressure she was putting on it. As a ghost, the ghoul was never truly hungry - except for that one time with Merlin's cave - but she could hear the grumbling tummies of her classmates.

bittiface

 

[Bittiface]

Popo grew irritated with the entitled preaching of the ghost peasant behind her.

The demon twirled around to face her, and threw her hand up under Gene's tray, sending it flying. "Then Leave."

She turned back around, hands on her hips.

Carhop Cavalier

 

[Carhop Cavalier]

Normally, Gene was a ghoul that everyone got along with. She was agreeable, a little sassy, friendly, and incredibly smiley. Lately, however, after the news release on Parker Freeman, the doppelganger had become incredibly testy. Smiles faltered, hair wasn't completely done, her attire mostly comprised of loose sweaters and tights, with sandals.

So it would come as a surprise to most when Gene literally picked Popo up and threw her out the window of the creepeteria, following close behind the rag-dolling imp.

bittiface

 

[Bittiface]

It came more like a surprise. Popo expected obedience. What she received was anarchy. The little demon lit herself aflame after she was thrown, screeching the whole way out the window. She rolled across the school grounds, tumbling to a halt. Her demure and primp appearance was marred by dirt, her heels over her head as she landed.

After a moment of gathering her thoughts, the temperamental demoness got to her feet. She dusted off her dress in a huff, adjusted her bow ever so, and turned to face the ghost.

"UNACCEPTABLE!!!!" She lit herself aflame again.  

[Carhop Cavalier]

While the demoness had lit herself aflame, Gene had transformed her entire body into Living Armor, sure that this encounter wouldn't take more than five minutes. If it did, she'd still be fine - this little snot needed to be taught a lesson in manners.  

[Carhop Cavalier]

Gene was going to go for a flying punch, or a dropkick, or even a simple knee to the gut, but she decided that it would instead be better to taunt the ghoul. Why she thought taunting was the best choice, she didn't know. Yet, she did it anyway.

"Oh, I think it's very acceptable. The most acceptable of any action I could have taken, you see. You were being quite a brat, and brats need taken care of."

bittiface

]HP: 50/50
DMG: 0
FEAR: Y3 DT | Y2 BC | Y1 CHILL  

[Bittiface]

HP: 30/30
Dmg: 3
Fear: Y1 BC

Popo snarled, running at the older girl and swinging a fiery fist at her. "PRINCESS! NOT BRAT!"

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[Carhop Cavalier]

"Definitely a brat." Gene retorted, booting Popo with her foot wrought in iron, hands placed on her hips. She was so not taking this s**t today.


HP: 47/50
DMG: 3
FEAR: Y3 DT | Y2 BC | Y1 CHILL

bittiface

 

[Bittiface]

HP: 27/30
Dmg: 3
Fear: Y1 BC

How dare she! Did she think she could break the perfect system that had been put in place? A lowly little ghostling believing herself entitled because the school was "equal rights" or whatever.

It was pitiful. Pathetic. Popo was a higher being, and had no time for filthy little dirt bags pretending to be righteous queens.

The demoness squeaked as she felt her ribs take a blow, staggering backward in a huff. The peasant would pay!

Popo lashed out with her claws.

Carhop Cavalier

 

[Carhop Cavalier]

Gene was definitely taking it easy on the ghoul, even going as far as to revert to her normal form rather than the living armor transformation. The little raking claws stung at best, and she even whistled while stepping back and flicking the demon on the nose.

Too easy, this one.

HP: 44/50
DMG: 1
FEAR: Y3 DT | Y2 BC | Y1 CHILL

Bittiface

 

[Bittiface]

HP: 27/30
Dmg: MISS or dodge <3
Fear: Y1 BC

She flicked her!? She flicked the nose of a well to do Fire Imp!?

s**t was gettin' REAL!!!!

Popo growled, her little tiny frame shuddering in anger. Very unlady like. The demoness threw her hand up, a great ball of fire engulfing her tiny fist. She threw herself at Gene, attempting to b***h smack the ghost.

Carhop Cavalier

 

[Carhop Cavalier]

Gene quickly dodged Popo's flaming fist of fury by ducking under her and delivering a sucker punch to the ghoul's tummy, lips pressed into a thin silver line.

"Please, honey. Try a little harder or you'll bore me to dissipation."

HP: 44/50
DMG: 13
FEAR: Y3 DT | Y2 BC | Y1 CHILL

Bittiface

 

[Bittiface]

HP: 14/30
Dmg: 5
Fear: Y1 BC

Popo grunted out, all air escaping her molten lungs at the punch to the gut. Poppy was not used to being touched like this. Third Years were in a league of their own, never mind the fact the little ghoul rarely fought a real fight. Not that she was against it.

She growled, her little fangs glinting in a snarl.

She brought her hand up, claws out, and slashed under the ghost's chin.

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