[CLOSED]

[yetsleeping]

Who: Priscilla (honorablesecond) and Kenpachi (sinister_bells)
When: ...Dawn on Some Day.
Where: The Docks.
Format: Action. For ACTION.
What: In this corner... Shinigami captain, Kenpachi! and in this corner... Organization's #2 warrior, Priscilla!!! Okay now that introductions are over, FIGHT!
Warnings: V-violence. ¬_¬

Comments

Why flip a coin when you can VIRTUALLY flip one?

[yetsleeping]

[Interesting technique! Priscilla narrows her eyes a little concentrating at the sudden attack of debris. Vaguely, she's reminded of Irene - the splintered pieces of rock and wood that rained down on anything facing her. This is different, but even so...]

[She moves her blade quickly - more quickly than she's moved in months. Blocking, dodging, twisting in place, feeling the sting of rubble against her cheeks, and then the sharp skin of that blade knicking her skin once, twice. Once a little worse than the first time.]

[...that's interesting, too.]

[She's going to need to see a tailor after this!]

Really fight? That's a little--

[...and well, she was going to say it's a little dangerous, or maybe a little much. But then he pulls off that eyepatch and she feels it. All that energy - too strong, now, to be confusing. Too strong to be unreadable. Energy like she's never felt before from anything that wasn't...]

[...herself.]

[Which makes her smile, a little, even as she feels the energy welling up inside her too, now. Tugging at her, shaking the ground, filling her muscles, her blood, spilling out through her eyes in a flood of golden light.]

[Somewhere, vaguely, she feels a bit guilty for the anxiety this is no doubt causing Deneve.]

[But really. Teresa had told her to practice, hadn't she?]

All right!

[She moves now, like lightning, and wind, grinding stones beneath her feet, lashing from every direction.]

[...still, careful. Careful not to release too much, not to go too far.]

Um, Kenchan's kinda gettin' out of control. Let me know if it's too much...D=

[sinister_bells]

[Something was happening, she was changing somehow. He couldn't sense the energy - he never really could but she too was growing in strength. This is the best fight ever.]

[She launches her attack - so quick! - from every side. He keeps up with the strikes, only barely, working harder than even in his fight with Ichigo. Whatever this girl is, it's strong and powerful.]

[He's estatic. The energy around him kicks up more dust and debris but he doesn't care. A few of her strikes have landed, he wasn't fast enough. He launches his counterattack, a volley of wide swings interspersed with those jabs. This time he's cutting vertically, sometimes cutting through metal or rock, perhaps one time flesh. He's so far gone into the fight he can't really tell, all he feels is the resistance in his swing.]

[After that he begins putting all his energy into his swings, diagonal cuts criss-crossing, leveling the rest of the ruins that had surrounded them. She's there, he knows she is. And he's almost certain she can take the damage of those cuts head on.]

[One last barrage, this time he moves in his almost flashstep around where she probably is, also lashing out as much as possible, in every direction as possible.]

SHE CAN TAKE IT! But she probably wont push her yoki much more, on the grounds of awakening, LOL

[yetsleeping]

[It occurs to her at some point - even as she dodges, as she twists in mid-air, as she blocks - that it was probably a good idea to specify no killing. Although, come to think of it, she's not even sure he remembers that at this point.]

[There's a sharp sting on her leg, that blade cutting through flesh, and a strange itch - a tingle - as the wound begins to close. Faster than before, now that her yoki is more active.]

[Annoying. In a way. And with almost any other opponent, she would intercept that blade and block it - stop its movements. But in this case? Strengthwise, he reminds her of Sophia, which means she's fairly sure he's got the advantage in sheer physical strength.]

[So, other tactics.]

[Her face changes... a tiny bit. Veins raise along the edges of her face and she presses forward, coming closer, feeling the air disturbed by the cut of blades, the barrage of energy, the tiny sting of rock dust scratching against her face as she retaliates.]

[Counter. She meets his blade with her own, ignoring the crash of metal on metal, and the ache of her arm from the impact. Trying to get through that wall of slashes.]

[...and then she kicks at his knee. Because really, she hasn't been training with Senji all this time only to forget how to think outside the swordplay box.]

Hah, good idea. Makes me wonder what an awakened Kenpachi would be like...

[sinister_bells]

[The kick to the knee catches him by surprise. The knee almost buckled, so his last slashes are a little off kilter. It's been ages since he's fought anyone who used tactics like that.]

[It's almost amusing that he has reduced her, who was clearly a sword fighter primarily, to such attacks. It's also almost a little sad. The fight must be drawing to a close then. Too bad, he was having so much fun.]

[He starts another attack set, this time slashing cross-wise but moving the sword so eventually all the space in front of him is just sharp edged blade at one point or another. He waits for her response. This time, he'd try some different tactics too.]