[1v1] A Casual Smack-down (Levi/West)

[nekoluch]

Just another casual day for Levi, the ghoul made her way to the inner gym, dropping her towel down on the sidelines of the clear shielded floor. Beginning with some arm movements, stretches and that sort of thing, she decided on what sort of activity to move on to today.

It had been awhile since she simply went through a good sprinting, so that was exactly what the tatzel began doing. To be far, it became more like racing than sprinting; Levi always sought to practice her agility and speed for the benefit of her evasion training. Just because you weren't always required to move quickly to be unseen, didn't mean one should not be prepared to move as swiftly as possible when the need came. For Levi, it was crucial to keep at top speeds.

So what was initially sprinting became a run around the perimeter of the gym.  

[Smerdle]

He wasn't even looking for a spar today, but West couldn't help cutting past the gym anyway on the way back to his dorm. The cavernous room called to him, and sometimes these days, he found that he liked to watch others fight as much as he liked to do so himself.

No one was fighting at the moment, however. He heard the near-silent strides of someone running before he rounded the corner and saw her, but when he did, West hung back to watch, leaning against the door frame with his arms folded across the front of his t-shirt.

Her words echoed in his head, words that she hadn't said to him, but that he had heard anyway. He wanted to say them back, but he couldn't just... blurt them out like some half-brained undead. There was a time and a place for these things, and neither were now. Now was also not the time to be thinking of the other things he might have been thinking about. West sighed and rolled his neck, stepping further into the room rather than continuing down that treacherous path.

"How's it runnin' with that tail o'yers?" he said with a grin. "Think I should start joggin' with my wings all out fer more of a challenge?"  

[nekoluch]

White ears tuned into the incoming sound of a familiar voice within the gym, providing enough of an echo for the ghoul to pinpoint in what direction it came from. Immediately her speed declined and her surprised expression shifted into a growing smile. However, Levi didn't stop. In fact, when the ghoul came around towards the doorway, she leapt into the air by use of the very tail West had pointed out, landing inches away from him. Holding onto her forearms behind her back, Levi tilted her head mischievously and smirked. I dunno, boil. Ya'might take off like'a kite n' never come back down. Now what would'I do without yew, huh? Her tail came around, curling around his rather strategically this time before letting it go by brushing away.

Public space, ghoul.

Levi stepped a few feet back; this was a time to keep her urges in check. Coughing in correction of her lingering thoughts, the tatzel turned, intending to stroll back into the center of the room, tail swaying proudly from side to side. Reckon ya'll could try. Ain't as hard as it'might seem if yer running tha'right way. There was indeed a method to her movements always when it came to having a tail longer than she was tall. Such was her first challenge ever within this body; learning to run and jump with feet and her tail to consider was quite complicated. Now, they mostly worked together with positive results.

Levi had to turn again once within the gym, scanning him over and still smirking like she had the most terrible tricks up her sleeve for him. Really, the ghoul was just eager to fight him again. But if ya'll 're 'ere fer a challenge, yer lookin' at her. That smirk now became a toothy grin. Immediately taking on a crouched posture, Levi watched and waited to see what the wrath demon would do. Surely he was going to take her up on this. When did he ever say no to a fight with her? Never; Levi liked it that way.  

[Smerdle]

How quickly plans changed.

West slowly trailed after the ghoul, keeping himself far enough away to watch her walk at all times. He would fight, he always could, but the battle itself would definitely not be the first thing on his mind.

"Might do that then," West replied. His wings were utterly useless as a means of strength training considering how little they weighed, but running against the resistance they provided would surely be a challenge.

A challenge...

He narrowed his eyes, but coupled with his grin, his overall expression was less than threatening.  

[Smerdle]

"I am lookin' for one. Always. But I'm not sure I see one in'ere, no matter what y'say." He moved closer as he spoke, almost too close, his hands sliding behind his back as he circled her. It really wasn't that he didn't want to fight. He just wanted to... look at her for a while before he did.

"Gonna prove me wrong?" This would not end well.

HP: 50
Damage: west thinks this is a rap battle  

[nekoluch]

Her head would turn to greet which ever side of her he was on, keeping her ears in attention in case he tried to attack where she wasn't looking. Yer mouth's gonna git yew inta trouble one'a these days, West. And by one'a these days, I mean now!

Swiping at the wrath demon when he came up behind her, Levi turned, and followed up with another tail attack in combination. The long white tendril rose above the boil's chest and came down on it with a whip-like motion.

Over and over again.

This provin' it? Somehow the tatzel was treating this more like she was tickling of playing with the boil than an actual harsh attack. It was just too much darn fun fighting with him like this after so long to consider it just an act of brutality.

HP: 50
Damage: 7 shots thru the heart  

[Smerdle]

The air that was forced from his lungs after her first strike came out sounding more like a laugh than an angry shout, and even though her assault was just painful enough to be distracting, he struck back with as much precision as he could manage. It was difficult to punch a tatzel's moving tail, but he did so more often than not anyway.

"Yeah, guess that's a good start," he huffed, rubbing his chest and casting an unintentionally pathetic look at her as he stepped away. By the time he stood up straight again and pushed his hair away from his face, it was gone. He was really going to have to get this s**t cut.

"Four outta ten." He was grinning again.

HP: 43
Damage: 4  

[nekoluch]

FOUR?! Kekeke~ now yer just bein' funnier than'a fish walkin' on land. Admittedly, he always knew to attack the tail. Levi disdained this, but at the same time was glad it was West doing it. He would help her numb out this annoyance even when he didn't realize it. The white length of the tatzel's tail moved back behind her, swaying widely like a barrier for her backside.

Guess'I just need ta'git yew onta'tha ground fer'a perfect ten, aye boil?

Challenge accepted.

She rushed the wrath demon pouncing and latching into his front as she'd done countless times before to place her weight in just the right spots so he'd fall to the shielded floor. Claws dug into his shoulders and her legs wrapped around West's middle.

HP: 46
Damage: 6 little piggies clawed into a wrath demun  

[Smerdle]

If she had intended to distract him, or even if she hadn't, the ghoul had succeeded at it. Between threatening to get him on the ground to her legs encircling him like they were, the boil was inching back toward more dangerous thoughts.

West dropped like a sack of glyphs, careful to avoid hitting his head this time. He winced and hissed out a curse at the bite of her claws, the flat of his palm lightly smacking her thigh at his hands began to glow. If she was going to get this close, he wasn't going to let it go to waste this time. He felt the FEAR gathering in his chest, evening out his breathing and honing his natural rage.

"Nice move," he said, wiggling his punctured shoulders as his hands went dark. "Six. Maybe."

HP: 37
Damage: 0
Effect: The Eye Y3: -3 instead of -6 for next turn  

[nekoluch]

Oh, Levi recognized that glow. West's punches hurt but they hurt even more when he was laced with that enveloping tint of color. Just'a six? Her hips bucked when West slapped at her thigh, causing a more than a usual shock to jolt up through the ghoul's body. In this case, the tatzel knew there would be an attack of magnitude on its way.

This early pin attempt would have to be abandoned in favor of her distancing and thus avoiding his attack. Popping back up with the use of her tail, Levi backflipped a few paces away in a stand. If I'ma six, I'm sayin' yer a two. Rolling her shoulders and neck, Levi awaited the incoming pink burst with some actual enthusiasm.

HP: 46
Damage: Evasion wat do 3d10

Quote:

Beginner Dodge:
Difficulty level: Beginner
Mentor: Noland O'Facey
Battle Effect: Once per battle, roll three of your normal attack dice instead of two. (If you're Y3, that means roll 3d10). The first two dice are your normal attack roll. If the third dice is even, your opponent's modifier is raised to -8 on their next turn.

 

[Smerdle]

He was almost disappointed when she backed off, but at the very least, it reminded him that this was, in fact, a fight in a public place. Had he not had his FEAR to focus him, he might have worried that he needed that reminder, but right now all he cared about was moving forward, striking, overwhelming.

Rising to a crouch, West only hesitated for a moment before he triggered his tensed muscles and raced after her, throwing all of his strength into the fist aimed at her back.

"A two... thousand," he said, shivering slightly as his mind's sharp edges dulled. West chuckled at his ghastly quip, cupping his fist in his opposite palm and rubbing at his fingers.

HP: 37
Damage: 12
Effect: -3-2=-5 *chicken arms*  

[nekoluch]

Had she not been using the near-precognitive training acquired from her mentoring with Shun and Noland, Levi might not have seen it coming. An overwhelmingly fluttering feeling filled her gut until that fluttering was pounded into by what felt like a boulder colliding with her. The ghoul knew exactly what had just happened, just one step too far from avoiding the attack completely. The force of West's fist always left her breathless; not in that way. Tchhhssss-! Gritting her teeth, Levi let the pain build before releasing it back in the form of her own FEAR. Recoiling and collecting herself, the tatzel's nose wrinkled, but she still tried to grin. It came out as quite a malicious expression. Maybe if yer talkin' in'tha negatives. Naturally, she didn't mean that, but of course she had to throw something back.

When Levi exhaled, a faint blurring in the air would be barely recognizable. In the past, Levi's venom had always carried a certain tint to it, but this was seemingly more potent. Concentrating on her ability to attack while unseen, the ghoul's poison expelled into the space around them, penetrating the wrath demon's body.

HP: 34
Damage: 3
Tainted Fang/Poison Breath/It Burns
3 damage taken for three rounds. 1/3
 

[Smerdle]

His laugh was louder for a moment and might have continued had he not inhaled a couple of lungs full of sneaky, invisible poison.

"Negatives...he...khk," he coughed. "How..." The tatzel had doped him with venom a number of times since they had met, but this was the first time he hadn't seen it coming... except for the occasion when she'd just bitten him out of the blue, but that had been the exception, not the rule. This was not cool, man.

West swallowed, leveling a glare at Levi that was more than a little twitchy. It seemed he could no longer control select parts of his face. He let out a battle cry, launching himself at her and flailing at whatever bits he could reach.

Oh, it was on now.

HP: 34
Damage: 8  

[nekoluch]

Well sure, it was only natural that the boil wouldn't be too pleased once he realized what was happening. However this tactic of randomness he was using was something she couldn't wrap her head around. Sure, the wrath demon used very rash actions often, but this was more like an act out of desperation. Whoa, boil! Whoa! Desperation that effectively got her good in a series of blows to various parts of her. Her soft parts got just a wee bit softer; tenderized.

Jumping back a few paces again to disconnect herself from the barrage of attacks, Levi cupped herself for a moment, checking things over. Guess I'd give that one'a six. Patting the rest of herself down, she noted where the new bruises would be before casting her eyes back at West. That all ya'got in yew, boil? Each word that came out of her from that question had a trickle of fumes to go with it.



HP: 26
Damage: 3
Tainted Fang/Poison Breath/It Burns
3 damage taken for three rounds. 2/3
 

[Smerdle]

It was true, he might have acted a bit irrationally, but... poison. It was stinging his eyes now, and although he was slowly regaining control over his face, he still couldn't speak very well. That didn't mean he wasn't going to try.

"Whoa... yourself," he said, finishing off this new blistering insult with a series of dry hacks. Why couldn't this have been the happy venom? "Six's pretty good. Tied now, right?"

He didn't respond to her taunt, he just squeezed his eyes shut and jabbed a finger in her direction. "Not done yet." But he wasn't going to strike. If he did so right now, it wouldn't be any better than his last.

HP: 31
Damage: cow noises