Attack Pattern Kappa

[hexyoutotuesday]

I have to get out of here...

I have to get out of here...

Let... me... out... let me out... LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT!

[Screaming, and a lot of it. There's the sound of something hitting the walls.]

Can't be here... lucky... bad luck... bad luck... come on... COME ON! BAD LUCK!

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Comments

[doesnotbitch]

WOAH! Sounds like somebody needs a fucking INTERVENTION!

[hexyoutotuesday]

[Louder chanting.]

Want to action thread this? /hates fight logs D:

[doesnotbitch]

Yeah, you got some fucking bad luck, bitch. Finally! Hahaha! FINALLY!

[hexyoutotuesday]

[She starts screaming the chant.]

[doesnotbitch]

[his door slams. He's one his way, Jinx~]

[hexyoutotuesday]

[It's not working, and she's starting to get very frustrated, screaming too loud to hear that door.]

[doesnotbitch]

[and he slams into her room, throwing the door closed behind him. His leer is ugly, wide and dark, and he moves easily into a fighting stance.

He's not especially graceful on his feet, or even economical, when he's fighting in his preferred style. Hidan never has been. But his movement right now is spare and powerful.]

[hexyoutotuesday]

[She's in the center of the room, knuckles bleeding, standing inside a circle drawn in her own blood. She's smeared the dried blood on the walls with water. It's a mess.

Her hackles are up, making the pink mess of hair on her head larger. Jinx is chanting with her eyes focused on him, screaming the mixture of English and an unknown language.]

[doesnotbitch]

[He cracks his neck just by turning his head, and his tongue lolls a bit.]

How's that working for you, bitch?

[hexyoutotuesday]

[She takes her right hand up and cuts across her palm with a sharp claw. Clenching her hand into a fist, the blood drips to the center of the circle. Along with the chanting, she begins to growl.]

[doesnotbitch]

Let me do that.

[Hidan is the slowest of the Akatsuki; he admits it himself. Still, slowest of the Akatsuki means slowest of some of the most elite shinobi in his world, so he's pretty God Damn fast by any standards. He lunges like a dog across the room towards her, going for a knee strike to hit her in the gut]

[hexyoutotuesday]

[She is one second too slow. Jinx almost managed to get out of the way, but she still gets hit, knocking her out of her blood circle.

Girl is hurt, but she's more pissed than anything.]

My spell... you son of a whoring BITCH!

[doesnotbitch]

[he moves backwards, bouncing lightly on the balls of his feet, sort of laughing already]

That heathen shit? Wouldn't work anyway, bitch.

[hexyoutotuesday]

It's better than praying to your impotent god who's too busy not existing to solve your petty problems.

[She snarls and gets into a fighting stance.]

[doesnotbitch]

[ohhh, now... them's fighting words, Jinx...]

You'll see Jashin's power.

[and he goes for her]

[hexyoutotuesday]

[She's ready. And now it's just a game of acrobatics and gymnastic maneuvers through the room to try to get hit the least. And she'll do this until he can actually grab her. Oh yeah, and she's trying to go for the door.]