Semper-Thigh choke hold (Jaz)

While she didn't really care about the rankings, she had to admit that maybe, just maybe, they did have some sort of benefits.

The second she entered the military grounds on day one, actually excited for something like this for once, she had immediately been met with a whole lot of resistance she couldn't say she hadn't recognized instantaneously. Those eyes filled with hatred and contempt. She had seen them so many times in the past, back at home, all because she could make things explode with her hands. Well, okay, maybe that was a valid reason to hate her, but then again so did those eyes lock on people with lesser capabilities than hers. It was just one of those things, really. People simply couldn't understand something special if they slapped them in their dumb face. 

Honestly Jaz couldn't help but relish in the hate she was receiving. Being recognized as the runner up shone bright here as tales of her exploits had apparently reached the ears of these soldiers fairly quickly. Sure, it wasn't like she had captured a villain or fought one the streets with the whole world watching. But the notion that she had killed a lion with her bare hands, remained undefeated among her peers, and had a knack for getting herself into trouble had garnered a reputation for the blonde lioness. Heck, even her exploits in the underground fighting arena hadn't been missed, or so one of the privates let her know when he challenged her to a sparring match the second she entered the fighting pits.

Suffice it to say he was definitely better at his craft, but Jaz was a better all around fighter. The private found his ass on the ground within the second round.

After that one fight, another had come quickly thereafter, forcing the blonde hero-in-training to test her mettle against a plethora of soldiers willing to try and put the lioness in her place. Some had almost succeeded, but the girl had come out as the victor every single damn time. The cheeky grin she had on her face after each time was goddamn infuriating to say the least, but, ironically, the soldiers had quickly warmed up to her antics, actually beginning to offer her tips on how to better employ her fighting style in close-quarters combat. Heck, one even suggested a better way to use her explosions for mobility. That was a surprise, really. Everyone had gradually come over to her side as though she was some kind of beacon... everyone but one certain Colonel and his lapdog of a Sergeant who made it very clear from day one that they utterly despised the girl.

It couldn't really be helped, though. People were assholes.

From then on Jaz had spent her days at the military grounds, either during or after school, depending on how she was feeling that day, only coming back to the dorm room to sleep and see if Rin needed anything from her. If not, she'd spend a good portion of her time fighting or training, often destroying a punching bag or two, sometimes literally hurling training equipment across the training grounds for shits and giggles. Lieutenant Hideaki Ryouta had given her shit for it... though he also ended up teaching her ways of doing it more effectively. Why? She couldn't tell you. But it was a a pretty good way to vent considering how much shit she's had to put up with lately at school.

Now? Now the girl had signed up for sparring matches. Finally the military was hosting quirk on quirk fights. This she couldn't want for. She needed to push herself further; fighting trained military dogs was all fun and dandy, but the real challenge was going up against someone who was just as capable of extra feats as she was. Donning an orange tank, loose black sweatpants and simple sneakers, Jaz fastened the MMA gloves on her hands as she stepped into the pit...

...only to find the one person she hadn't expected to see at all.

Then again, Jaz could only grin at the sight of the redhead. She did promise to train with her one of these days, after all. That quirk, from what she could remember, was dangerous. C's president could barely control it, from what she could remember. That made things all the more exciting.

"Hiya, Yums. Whatever are you doing here?" She said, borderline purred, as she got into a fighting ready stance, a challenging grin firmly on her face.

She could feel it. Turned out Jaz wasn't the only one pumped for this one, if Yumi's latest antics were anything to go by. The girl slammed her hands against the ground and supercharged herself like a Duracell bunny on crack. This had the blond lioness giddy with excitement as she began hopping up and down on her feet, rotating her shoulders and wrists. Anticipation practically flowed from the #2 student to the point that she could barely hold it in anymore. She wasn't about to hold back against Yumi, but she sure as shit wasn't going to go in recklessly like she did with Maximillian and Ryuusei. Kobayashi made it incredibly obvious - her quirk could kill. And, fuck, Yumi was one of the people Jaz would take a bullet for. There was absolutely no way she was going to go ballistic on the girl.

But, at the same time, she wasn't going to hold back either. Something told her that, were Jasmine to underestimate her, the redhead would serve her up quite a juicy amount of volts where the sun don't shine. That was both a strangely alluring, and a very terrifying thought.

Patting her own cheeks as the blonde got ready, a grin spread across her face, "Ready," she said in a tone that was cold but betrayed excitement as well. As soon as the private buggered off, the lioness brought both of her hands together. The Lieutenant's suggestion was one that she had been practicing quite a bit lately and wanted to try out in actual combat. If this were to work, she figured she'd have quite the advantage from the get-go.

Collecting C2N14x in the space between her palms, energy began radiating from her hands before a small yet excruciatingly bright explosion engulfed the area, pointed directly at Yumi. This in no way shape or form was harmful, but it acted like one hell of a flashbang going forward. Quickly chaining her moves, Jaz banked on the idea that Yumi would stagger for a brief moment, thus launching herself up above the redhead. Judging from the electricity from before, close quarters was a no go - her ass would get tazered sideways and she'd end up ass on the ground before she knew what the fuck was going on. Instead, she pointed both of her hands towards the red-haired femme, releasing a series of explosions that, should they hit, would've slammed Yumi to the ground rather forcefully.

Jaz, on the other hand, rode out the extra momentum her explosions caused, landing on her feet moments later. Lilac eyes turned to ground zero, trying to figure out what happened and what the redhead's next move would be.

Jasmine's senses were in overdrive, her instincts hammering away at her as she tried to figure out if her attack did any damage whatsoever. The smoke made it difficult to see, but that was to be expected. Yet flashes of crimson could be seen through the gaps in the rubble - Yumi was still kicking, that made her smirk a little. Subsequently, it made her lower her guard for the briefest of moments. Before she knew what happened, her body begun moving before her eyes registered the flash of blue coming her way.

Her body had reacted on nothing but sheer instinct, driving her movement to attempt and avoid the incoming surprise attack. Yet it was too little too late. She had reacted much too late and the speed of the attack had been greatly underestimated. While it wasn't a complete bulls-eye, it had managed to strike directly against her right forearm. Jaz groaned aloud as the voltage hit her full force, forcing her to grit her teeth as her body began to spasm, waves of pain coursing through her before she felt her arm grow numb up to her shoulder, falling to her side lifelessly.

"Well, shit," the blonde replied, a bead of sweat running down her temple as she glanced towards Yumi with a challenging glare. Seemed like long-range was a no-go. Okay. Lesson learned. Anyone else would've probably tried to avoid attacking head on in this situation - surely within a few moments her arm would regain some semblance of mobility. But Jaz? Oh, Jaz was a firm believer of utter Blitzkrieg and attack when they least expect it. Thus, being careful of more ranged attacks, she hurled her arm back and released an explosion behind her, sending her body flying directly towards the redhead, mindful to attempt to dodge anything she'd dish out at her. 

As soon as she'd find herself close, she'd begin releasing a series of explosions that would in turn make her spin mid air. Extending her leg, she would attempt a haymaker of a roundhouse kick with her right leg to the girl's side.

The clang of her shoe against metal had reverberated along the area as Jaz's kick made contact, the attack made softer for Yumi and harder for Jaz because of the gauntleted arm the redhead had raised. It didn't have the desired effect the blonde lioness had wished for, but it sure as shit did something. Namely, it made her toes hurt even through her sneakers. The girl winced slightly as she landed on her feet, cursing under her breath, feeling like she had walked into the corner of her couch and accidentally kicked it with her smaller toe. Fuck, that stung. Glancing up, lilac eyes traced where Yumi had ended up, smirking when she realized the girl was fine a relatively long distance away. 

"Right back atcha," the lioness supplied, trying to feel any motion in her right arm. The spasms had gone away fairly quickly, making the female capable of at least making a fist. Gradually, she felt motor functions return, and as such she began rotating her limb to try and get the remaining kinks out. Okay, that was dangerous. Had the bolt hit her right in her chest, she might've lost the fight then and there. She inhaled and exhaled a deep breath, steeling herself. Her focus suddenly turned superlative as her eyes changed to crimson; now Jasmine was finally taking this fight seriously. Yumi might not have been training as much as the lioness herself had, but her quirk, now that it was controlled, was dangerous. If she wasn't careful, she could lose this fight in the blink of an eye. One minor slip up was all it took.

Watching the redhead move, practically scrutinizing her as she tried to analyze and find a pattern, Jaz was quick to dodge the incoming attack, this time employing an explosion at her side with the help of her now recovered right arm. Darting sideways, the blonde was quick to hop off of the ground. Controlling and maintaining her momentum, the girl flipped mid air and, using a series of explosions, she sent herself barreling towards the redhead like a rocket, each explosion behind her sounding off loudly around them. The second she was close enough, she'd bring both of her hands together and fire off another blast, this one condensed and controlled, almost like a riot shotgun blast which intended not to harm but rather incapacitate the opponent.

Fuck, the blonde cursed under her breath, hey eyes narrowing when Yumi dodged her shot. A small smirk covered her face; the redhead had been training and it was showing splendidly. Her mind couldn't help but wander to that conversation the two of them had that one morning in her dorm room back when she still had no roommate. Yumi had seemed so uncertain with her quirk, showing an extreme lack of confidence in her own abilities. Now it looked like some part of her had gotten over it. Maybe not entirely; it was difficult to move past things that had an intrinsic connection to who you were as a person. But Jasmine was happy and borderline proud to see that the redhead class president was fighting her way through it.

Watching the girl like a hawk, Jaz knew she had to react quickly. Two shots, both limiting her escape routes for what she knew was the third attack coming up; she just wasn't entirely sure where from. Her instincts didn't take long to deduce that Yumi was likely trying to make the blonde move the way she wanted to: up. A grin spread across her face, fine, if that's how you want it. Pointing both of her hands to her feet, Jasmine released a series of large and powerful explosions that propelled her upwards. Just as she had thought, Yumi fired off an electric blast right at where she thought Jaz would go. Now, normally, had she not seen something like this coming this would've very likely hit her straight in her chest. But as she had amped up the power behind her own quirk usage, she had rocketed sky-bound farther than Yumi would've anticipated. That didn't leave her scot-free; the electricity still hit her right in her knee, but all that did was numb her leg. It wasn't like she needed it to maneuver in the air anyway.

Hissing to herself quietly as she fought through the pain, she released several additional explosions, sending her up above Yumi. The redhead probably didn't expect Jaz to have any range; if that was the case, that was very poor judgment from the other girl's part. Grinning, Jaz spun and swung her arm down as she was just above the redhead, releasing one of her strongest explosions down like a meteor, the range of which would likely dumb down the power of it when it reached Yumi significantly, but it would still be enough to cause some damage.

The pain was almost instantaneous but fuck if she hadn't been enjoying the fight thus far. As she practically floated in the air due to the momentum from her last attack keeping her suspended above ground, Jaz's eyes widened when she saw two blasts rocketing towards her. Heh, guess she hadn't accounted for the desperation factor. Under different circumstances she would've tried dodging, but she knew the electricity was coming at her fast enough that made her realize she shouldn't even bother; better take some damage than waste energy uselessly as well. She grit her teeth to suppress a groan as the blasts hit either of her shoulder, practically eliminating her arms from the game. Even her collarbone and neck had gotten a little numb.

But, on the flip side, motor function in her leg returned and, as she barreled to the ground, she managed to land on her feet, the soles of her sneakers digging into the rubble below, cracking it upon impact. Honestly the action had sent jolts of pain all throughout her body, making her grin and hiss. Both of her hands hung from her body, limp like noodles. As much as she could she tried to get her spasming muscles to move, but the best she could do was a little movement from her fingers, unfortunately. Well, fuck. The hell am I supposed to do now? she thought to herself with some amusement, crimson eyes watching Yumi's next move.

Quirking a brow when the girl yelped out, Jaz grinned when she saw that her prior explosions had ripped through the redhead's suit. "Uh-oh~" she said in a sing-song voice, her reply a clear so whatcha gonna do now? type of statement. And yet, despite that, Jaz quickly realized she had found herself between a rock and a hard place. With both of her arms out of commission, she was temporarily unable to use her quirk, meaning her mobility had been cut down quite drastically as well. When she saw Yumi's next modicum of attack, the blonde lioness cursed under her breath; just when she wasn't able to dodge properly, the redhead pulled some shit like that. Her luck was typical.

Breathing out lowly, Jaz's crimson eyes narrowed, trying to see each blast before it came, her mind doing its best to calculate the attack's trajectory before Yumi even launched it. With a superlative type of focus, the fair-haired warrior acted, dodging the attacks as she slowly but gradually approached. Bobbing and weaving, rolling and tumbling, all with nothing but the mobility her legs granted her. She knew that all she had to do was prolong this fight - Yumi would run out of steam eventually and Jaz, on the other hand, would quickly regain full control of her body. But that, of course, was boring. Boring and rather disrespectful, she figured. If the redhead was trying her best against her, she wasn't about to take the safe route. Instead, Jaz, despite being at a disadvantage, advanced. Even if she couldn't properly control her arms yet, she could still focus C2N14x into her palms. Mobility should return to her limbs by the time she was close enough to the redhead. And when it did? Boom.

In retrospect, this seemed much better in theory than it was when put in practice. The execution went about as you'd expect - Jasmine was able to excel due to her physical readiness alone. Then again, she was hardly expecting Yumi to very literally shed what clothing was left covering her skin in favor of utterly kamikaze-ing her into kingdom come. The blonde lioness had barely managed to quickly enough realize what the fuck was going on before she realized that she was utterly fucked.

One. Two. Three.

Buzz.

There it went.

Ouch.

Gritting her teeth, Jaz's world spun around her as the entirety of the voltage created by Yumi's quick slammed into her as hard as the girl herself did. Her head reared back as she felt her blonde locks momentarily stand on end. The rather painful sensation of being electrocuted washed over her entire body within seconds, making her body convulse, her muscles spasm. It wasn't long before she had lost all feeling in her limbs and was painfully tackled to the ground.

Jaz was in a momentary world of pain, her breath erratic. She tried to wrestle out of the redhead's grip but sadly that wasn't proving effective at all considering her utterly incapacitated state. She growled under her breath before letting her head drop, unable to actually move.

"Fine, fine, I give..." She admitted, a somewhat amused and at the same time defeated laugh leaving her lips. Yumi was on top of her in a rather compromising position, not to mention that she was practically naked all around save for a few items of underwear on her. This was quite typical, really. It wasn't long before Jasmine begun feeling some modicum of feeling returning to her, yet it still wasn't quite enough to get her out of her dazed state.

"So, uhm. Now what?" She asked. Honestly it would be a little bit before the lioness would be able to stand, let alone walk.