Victoria II & 4423 Boarding actions! {OPEN]
Characters: Anyone and Everyone on the Victoria II and the 4423
Content: Sword Battaru and boarding actions
Setting: The skies near Erealia
Time: After all of the ships have managed to work themselves into a tizzy.
Warnings: von Karma-Isako grudgematch
( Loli vs Old Man, Round 2, fight )
Content: Sword Battaru and boarding actions
Setting: The skies near Erealia
Time: After all of the ships have managed to work themselves into a tizzy.
Warnings: von Karma-Isako grudgematch
( Loli vs Old Man, Round 2, fight )
The boatswain kept his gaze on the blonde as he dashed forth, instincts immediately telling him what to do. Taking a step back, he brought his sword up horizontally in front of his chest, the blade flashing against the sunlight as steel struck steel and the sparks flew up from the friction, barely missing his face. Tightening the grip on his blade, Hijikata immediately twisted around using his foot as the base and made a whip around, sword following his arm as he directed a strike towards the pirate's back.
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That strike, however, was easily met with a block. Without moving anything but his arms, the Vizard swiftly brought the sword up and over his head to hold it firmly behind his back as his blade met another. It ground heavily against metal, particularly when he shifted his weight and pivoted to face the man, sword still in place and muscles straining in his wrists and arms. Pressing his lips together tightly, Shinji channeled his strength into one particularly rough shove to get Hijikata's katana away, a painful screech ripped from split as a result of the friction.
He had to admit, the guy was good. But not good enough, he thought grimly, lunging forward in the blink of an eye with his sword held high and aimed for Hijikata's head.
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But this was not the time to consider such possibilities. There was a battle to be fought, and he wasn't going to let such thoughts distract him. Senses flaring, Hijikata felt himself moving as he raised his sword up on his head in order to block the strike coming down from his head. There was a clang as the swords met, followed by the grind of metal against metal as he dragged the sword up free from the other's and stumbled back from the force. He quickly regained his ground though and lunged forth himself, directing his blade as a jab to the other's good shoulder.
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Shinji easily evaded the jab, pivoting on one foot away from the blade so that he almost ended up shoulder to shoulder with the other man for one brief second. But instead of staying there, he took a further leap back and aimed his own sword at the boatswain's back, swinging fast and hard in a mirror move of the other's earlier one.
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He wasn't one to give up so easily though. Gripping his blade tightly, the samurai made his move again - he lunged forth, but this time in a feint as he made a swift move to the side instead of his intended position and made a complex twist as his sword aimed for the opposite side of where he had seemed to attack.
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Well, this was going to be some battle then, because Shinji? He didn't give up so easily either. If stamina wasn't an issue, he would fight all day until he named himself victor, but because it was, and because he didn't have time for this playfighting, there was no use in bullshitting around when he had to get this guy to move the hell out of his way.
As Hijikata advanced on him, he set in his weight and used it to leap back some distance, but the very second his foot touched the deck, he assumed offensive position and sprung back at the man, their blades clashing once again. His eyes fell to the frayed sleeve, noting the slice. So, he'd managed to get him somewhere, huh? Well, at least it was a start. But he had to give the guy credit; Shinji was already fast as it was, so for him to keep up with him was almost impressive.
Still, all he was doing was swinging his sword like a madman. Not assessing the blond's weak spots, or trying to infuriate him with talk. (Though, he didn't seem like much of a talker in the first place. Like someone else he knew.) All he was doing was hacking at him with little to no restraint, like he didn't care what happened, as long as he brought him down.
It would be commendable if it wasn't so foolhardy.
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Still, it was endlessly frustrating that even until now, he hadn't managed to land a blow on the other after all this time. Usually he would have already managed to deal a slash on other opponents; he supposed the magic was helping the other somewhere around there. But regardless, he still wasn't going to let the other past him so easily.
Gritting his teeth, his eyes blazed as Hijikata held his position this time, dark blue eyes narrowing as he studied the pirate and waited for his move now. So far, he had managed to do... nothing, and he in return had received a frayed sleeve.
Seriously, seriously annoying.
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And hopefully he'd end up with more than that sometime in the near future, like another cut or a bruise or a concussion. Anything. By now he should've done more than just slice up his sleeve, but at least it meant that Shinji was getting closer to nicking something else. The taller boy gripped the hilt of his sword tighter and directed Hijikata's blade away in a scrape of steel, only to bring his own right back up in a quick diagonal sweep in the close proximity.
Juuuust a little more.
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The sounds of the battle were the only thing in his ears now, senses filled with the sounds of battle and war the one thing he could register - moving without thinking, he lunged forth once he had the opportunity, sword flashing as struck at his opponent in every possible angle that was present to his eyes, attacking and not giving the blonde any reprive.
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Well, Shinji sure hoped he wouldn't give him any.
Every blow was met with the best block that he could manage, but on one particular one, he found himself being slightly overpowered, his blade shifting an inch or two closer to his face with the brute force. He was having a hard time catching his breath with the fast pace of the battle, so he inhaled deeply and pressed on, determined to get at least one gash on Hijikata.
And for a moment, it almost seemed like the boatswain would get his wish of striking Shinji, but as the blond leaped back, only an article of his clothing got caught. And not just any article. His fucking tie, which lay abandoned on the dusty deck floor. Half of it was missing when he took one spare second to glance down, and sighing, he brought his right hand up to the knot, sword not quite lowered yet.
"Man, and I liked this tie," he whined outloud, easily undoing the windsor knot and pulling the mutilated red necktie off. "Guess we're even now, huh?"
He didn't wait for an answer, though, and flung what remained of the tie at Hijikata's face, waiting for him to react before lunging forward in an opening.
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It was the only reason why he could fight as he was doing now; attacking with such rashness and velocity that no other sane swordsman would ever try to pull. This was the simplicity and concept of his own swordstyle - as unrestrained and wild as it was, it was a style that had no boundaries, no restraints; it could shift and adapt when necessary, and it was strong by itself.
Eventually though, he finally snapped out of his trance the moment his blade managed to cut though the blonde's tie, eyes snapping back into focus once his sword cut though something more than just air. He immediately stepped back by instinct, breath coming out in quiet pants as he readied his ground and watched Shinji - though the last thing he expected was for the other half of the cut tie to be chucked at him.
Instantly his instincts kicked in, raising his blade to slice through the tie right before Shinji jumped in before him with a lunge towards his shoulder. Again he just barely managed to dodge, twisting to the side so that all the sword would get was the frayed sleeve. He twisted around right after that, sword reaching out and trying to jab the other on the shoulder once again.
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Breathlessly, the Vizard slammed his blade into Hijikata's so that he could deflect it away from his shoulder, unwilling to have anything severed just quite yet. Earlier he'd figured he had the upper hand in this fight, but now, it really seemed like anyone's game. The other man seemed to be getting more into it, his swings becoming more violent, less concentrated and more focused on skewering him. His head could easily be rolling around on the ground soon enough.
It was almost a little alarming, and narrowing his eyes slightly, Shinji swung his sword around to go in from the side to prevent him from attacking head on once more.
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He wasn't too sure how much longer the other was able to go on, but no matter what the officer was still going to damn well try his best to bring the other down. This was his duty, as a crew member of the Victoria II. Taking the first strike this time, Hijikata sprung forth, charging head on with his sword at the ready as he swing it down towards Shinji's head.
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And again, it was blocked.
The blond was feeling the strain resonating in his wrist and thigh muscles, and the back of his shirt was beginning to stick lightly to his skin in a show of just how strenuous this fight had become. It wasn't difficult by any means, but Shinji was already growing somewhat breathless from the speed and intensity of every powerful swing, on both his end and Hijikata's.
He curved his fingers around sharp enough of his blade, pushing into the other man's sword as he tried not to grit his teeth.
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Narrowing his eyes, the officer bit down on his lip in order to still himself from the effort used to hold his ground. A bead of sweat rolled down his face, dripping down from his jaw and to the floor of the deck.
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The use of magic probably would've been a smart idea, but Shinji had already accepted early on in the fight that he wouldn't use any unless his life was at stake. And right then, it wasn't. It wasn't so much out of a niceness directed at Hijikata, but moreso an example of his own restraint. Hijikata was strong, so he'd fight back against him. But he didn't seem to know any magic, as far as the Vizard could sense, so using magic against him would be extremely unfair, no matter how badly he wanted the guy out of his damn hair.
Of course, that didn't mean he was taking it easy on him. Just that, this time, the boatswain didn't have to worry about blasts of reiatsu knocking him off his feet.
With a shove at the other's blade, Shinji backed up, his fingers curling once again around the hilt. They seemed to be on more even ground now, which meant he'd have to take him out sooner rather than later.
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