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Post by Mia Kearney on Feb 11, 2019 11:12:27 GMT -4
Mia had been really pumped for the upcoming sports festival and she wasn’t even a student! She was so excited in fact that she’d been struggling to keep her muscle mass down for the past few days, but here it was, the SPORTS FESTIVAL! She’d already gotten so invested in the careers of so many up and coming students that she couldn’t wait to finally see what they could all do when put to the test, against eachother, and even other schools! Hot damn she was so excited.
Of course, she couldn’t just sit back and watch, either from home or even in the stands (because of course she’d gotten a ticket to the event, how couldn’t she?!) and instead had offered up her services to all the heroes wanting to train and improve themselves on the lead up to the main events. She’d heard their was a conflict and combat area, and of course that seemed like the easiest place to put her own skills to use in training potential future heroes. Afterall while she certainly could handle a rescue op, she wasn’t exactly in the know on how to set one up. Heck she was pretty sure she had a number for those fake hostage guys they used for hero exams, but for the life of her she couldn’t remember where she put the damn thing, or even what she’d tagged the number as. For all she knew she may have put it under ‘wrinkly old man babies’ in her phone, because that was literally the main thing she remembered about them. Old men in children and baby clothes pretending to be in distress civilians.
In her head, what she wanted was something that really put the students to the test and let her see what they were made of. As such, she’d asked the teachers for permission to set up a small training exercise against a mock villain. Namely, herself. As heroic as her own nature was, she had to admit the rampaging, physical nature of her quirk easily leant itself to a villain, and in this case it was perfect. She really wanted to see what the students could throw at her, and as such, she was going to throw everything SHE had at the lot of them. Well, at least those who were brave enough to take up her challenge in the first place.
On the day of the sports festival she was gearing herself up for the day ahead of her. She’d made sure her hero uniform was nice and clean (As much as she was still sure she should maybe get another re-design) and her apartment was left in the good hands of her roomates as she went out for the day. She even put in a call to make sure her usual patrol route was being covered by another pro hero for the time being. With bounding leaps across the rooftops thanks to the strength in her quirk, she was soon making a hard landing in UA itself, the school seeming pretty jam packed with all the students visiting from other schools and of course, parents and other pros alike. Sure, all of them were probably keeping their eyes rested for the main event, but Mia was here for her own little event now!
Heading to the combat facilities, Mia had requested a custom stadium for her own little display. One of the ruined city-scapes that were very common for hero exams. The premise that students would find posted outside the facility was that they were to face and take down a Pro hero as if they themselves were an actual Villain. For some, a daunting task, but she was pretty damn sure at least a strong handful of students would take up the challenge. She did have one compromise however, that she’d only be handling two at a time, but she was more than happy to split off into multiple sessions if there seemed to be enough eager students ready to slam down with her for the day.
Mia herself awaited the potential sign ups outside the facility itself, meeting any student who passed with abright grin, genuinely hoping each and every one may be the next to sign up for her little idea.
TLDR Mia is running basically a program for students at the sports festival that’s the equivalent of one of the tests in the Manga. 1 pro vs 2 students. All applicants welcome, I will happily set up multiple thread starters if enough people are interested.
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Mar 12, 2019 8:19:07 GMT -4
Prior to the sports festival coming 'round the corner Jasmine Noir hadn't been particularly interested in anything. Sure, she still committed to her usual ungodly training routine day in and day out but the blonde hadn't really been 'focused' on anything in particular. She had simply buried herself in school work without much a care for what was going on outside. When the festival finally arrived, however, Jasmine was having trouble containing her excitement. Finally she'd get the chance to go up against not only the students of Yuuei who had some back bone, she'd also be able to test her mettle against kids from other schools. Going up against opponents she knew nothing about was a strenuous task indeed, but it was one that carried with it a chance to improve and frankly that's all that the blonde American could ever really ask for.
Then came the crème de la crème. When she was browsing the events list on her phone, a notification had popped up. Mia Kearney, better known as Red Horn, was hosting her own little event in one of the stadiums in the combat grounds of the festival. This had caught Jasmine's attention fairly quickly. With a grin on her face Jaz collected her stuff and bolted out the door of her room faster than Rin could even catch on to what was going on.
Bolting through the masses of people and straight towards the training area mentioned in the notification, Jasmine was pleased to see a small crowd of students gathered, all supposedly marveling at the towering giant that was her unofficial mentor. She snorted at that notion. The details of the event were quickly shared but it didn't look like anyone was really interested. Or maybe they were scared? The idea made the blonde scoff, "Pussies."
"Alright!" Jasmine began aloud, separating herself from the crowd as she stepped forward and right in front of Mia. A competitive grin was firmly plastered on the American's face as she slammed her fist into an open palm, "Screw this two on one crap. You and me, Horny. Right here. Right now. I know you've been itching for this as much as I have, so let's get this over with!" Her words were laced with confidence; a confidence that much too easily could be mistaken for cockiness. Yet in Jasmine's case... she had proved herself more than enough to be able to display this level of trust in her own abilities.
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Post by Mia Kearney on Mar 12, 2019 8:34:42 GMT -4
Even with the kids around her that seemed eager to hear her pitch for a little bit of fun, the blonde was definitely dissapointed that no one seemed to be biting. She'd hoped the two on one odds would invite them to give it a go, and was hoping for a lot more confidence and determination out of the students. Maybe she should have done better with handicapping herself, or maybe they were all over-confident and thought two on one would be too easy and didn't wanna insult her by asking for a one v one? Well, whatever the case, there was plenty of time in the day and she-
Oh. If it wasn't her little american dynamite.~
Grinning wide as Jaz made themselves known, Mia shifted her stance, hands on her hips and meeting the cheeky little shit with a wide, tusk filled grin as she presented a look of equal determination. In truth she didn't know if she and the kid where on the same level, but she was more than eager to test her in a straight up fight all the same. A hand brushed along her chin, scratching her cheek, pretending to think about the bold request for a one on one fight, but, heh, if anyone could handle it, it was definitely gonna be this tyke!~
"Oh you got yourself a deal there Blondie! Come on in! Rest of you-!" She declared to the crowd, a fair few of them likely a little curious to see how the battle of the blonde Americans would go. She gestured to them with open arms before swinging a hand over her shoulder for them to follow as she started to head inside the stadium. "We got seats for everyone!~"
Regardless of if they formed a n audience or not, Mia was more than ready for this bit of fun, her grin ever wide and her tusks pushing up over her top lip as they grew with her excitement, her horn pushing out a further inch from her forehead as her muscles started to tense and bulk up, going from toned yet feminine, to something a little more bulky. Reaching the other end of the battlefield in the middle of the stadium, Mia gave a rather guttaral sound from her throat before spitting out towards the side, a soft ping sounding it managed to hit the inside of a trashcan right against the side wall of the stadium. She turned about, pulled her shoulders back, and leaned forward in a more ready position, the decorative bandages over her forearms sounding like they might snap given a bit more pressure as she didn't seem to be treating this like some game. She'd seen Jaz in action, and she knew what the kid was capable of. She wasn't about to give the girl a half measure of any kind.
"So what'ya say Dynamite? I was gonna offer the kids some handicap...mabe wear some weights or somethin' to slow me down. How about I just offer you the first move eh?~"
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Mar 12, 2019 8:48:32 GMT -4
Jasmine shuffled into the stadium together with the rest of the kids there, then again where she was going to was ultimately different from them. While the rest of the students took their seats and eagerly awaited the match to come, the younger blonde went straight into the arena, stretching her arms, rotating her shoulders and neck as she did so, moaning quietly as several bones popped back into place. After stopping in her tracks, she began hopping up and down eagerly, a smile on her face as her eyes visibly changed from a deep purple to a vibrant crimson. Sparks began crackling along her entire body now as opposed to just her hands previously, betraying how excited she was.
Whilst Mia's muscles tensed and bulked up, Jasmine's focus went through the roof. She was now in what she had learned to tap in on the fly - the zone. The superlative state of mind where everything but the opponent in front of her was completely zoned out and rendered obsolete. The only relative thing in Jasmine's now was her opponent and how to utterly crush them. Her body reacted to her train of thought almost immediately. The sparks around her had ceased and the energy that she had been unconsciously releasing was now condensing inside of her, preparing her for what was about to come. Her knees bent a little as she grinned at what Red Horn had said.
"Your funeral," as soon as the words left Jasmine's mouth an explosion at her feet sent her rocketing towards the older female at great speeds. A few more detonations served to only increase her speed as she was finally near the pro hero, only slightly above her. Jasmine, however, would not decide on a simple frontal attack. Despite what Red Horn was saying about giving her the first move the lioness was no naive idiot - even if Mia was honest, Jasmine's paranoid nature would not allow her to capitalize on something like that. Hell, her own pride didn't even want to accept the free hit.
So, instead, Jasmine fired off an explosion above her own head as soon as she was near Mia, instantaneously slamming herself into the ground below the pro. Jasmine's grin only widened as she then, extremely quickly, chained her movement with a devastating haymaker of an uppercut aimed directly at Red Horn's abdomen, releasing an explosion from her knuckles the second her skin made contact.
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Post by Mia Kearney on Mar 12, 2019 9:09:22 GMT -4
Mia knew what to expect from the get go. Jaz was smaller and light on her feat but thanks to her quirk she packed one hell of a punch to her. A punch Mia knew she could endure but the key factor here was she needed to be able to land a hit on the squirmy little tyke. Mia had her own capabilties to enhance her motion but they, while fast in their own right, were grander motions to cross the city. Not get a handle on someone quick and sharp like Jaz was. She kept her eyes locked on her, read to take her down at a moment's notice, but as she came in close and Mia reared back to throw a punch while she got in her own strike, the titan ended up leaning over Jaz entirely, gritting her teeth as a fist slammed into her tensed abs and an explosion followed the flow of it's force.
She managed to wince through her, her tense body prepared to face it. This was it, the key issue. She felt she could handle Jaz no problem if this was sheerly a test of strength, but in a full blown fight the issue of her mobility came into play. Rearing back, she held an arm up across her shoulder, tensing her fist tightly closed, a prominent vein pulsing on the back of her palm as her sharp red eyes leered over the edge of her bicep, a scorch mark across the rough skin of her abs, ignored as she swung her arm back down and across, trying to strike the girl hard across the side of her shoulder. She should have been going easy on the kid realistically, but she knew they could handle the same they could dish out!~
Should the hit connect she'd rush in after the girl to try and catch her while she was off her footing from the strong hit.
A miss? She'd throw her hands together and spin her weight about with her arms linked together like a heftily weighted flail, trying to strike the explosive blonde.
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Mar 12, 2019 11:02:33 GMT -4
Indeed, Jasmine was well aware of the advantage she had over Red Horn. While the lioness wasn't the quickest of fighters, her speed manifested through her flexibility and how unpredictable she was in a fight. Her style of fighting, very often compared to the Blitzkrieg method of warfare used by the Nazis in World Ward II, heavily relied on quick and strong offense. Much alike the Nazis used the tactic by sending in waves upon waves of densely concentrated armored forces to utterly decimate their targets with short, fast and powerful attacks, so did Jasmine consistently attack using her mobility, quick wits and explosive attacks. It was a trick she had picked up that let her defeat opponents even more powerful than herself - constantly be on the move, never let up, don't give them a second to think or even breathe. Keep attacking until even your legs give out. Not from injury - from exhaustion. The trick here was that with Jasmine's stamina pool and with the many new ways she's learned to use her quirk and her own physical abilities her opponent is out of commission long before the blonde finds herself breaking a sweat.
In this situation though, it was very likely that that wouldn't be the case.
Mia was hard. When Jasmine's fist first made contact it felt like she had attempted to punch a boulder. If it weren't for her Quirk kicking in when it did Jasmine was almost positive she would've taken more damage than Red Horn did. This made it abundantly clear to the lioness that conventional attacks wouldn't work against the older female, thus limiting how she could use her highly offensive style of fighting. To take away from her arsenal was a big blow to her combat capabilities - the way she fought heavily relied upon attacking the opponent so many times they couldn't even consider how to fight back, let alone even attempt to, thus being overwhelmed and forced into submission. Knowing that Jasmine wouldn't be able to do this as efficiently was a staggering thought.
Then again, this was Red Horn she was fighting. It shouldn't come as any surprise to the lioness that she'd have a hard time facing off against a pro hero. She grinned at the thought; this was exactly what she wanted. A fight that would test her beyond her currently established levels. A fight that would force her out of her comfort zone if she even had a shred of a thought to grab that W.
Mia's response came quickly and because Jasmine had momentarily underestimated her durability she wasn't able to dodge in time. Normally from an attack like that her enemy would stagger and thus give her enough of a window to either chain another attack or pull away and create some distance. With how fast Red Horn rebounded, Jasmine received neither. Instead she thought fast and hopped off of her feet a little, attempting to turn her entire body to face the incomming strike. Instead of her shoulder - something that was already rendered as one of her weak points by her quirk alone - she managed to take Mia's counter with her chest, having raised both of her arms into an 'x' formation to defend. The blow was fast and hard, enough to make her feel the pain with her whole body regardless of the successful block. Because she was off her feet and because of Mia's strength, the blow was enough to send Jasmine flying backwards, creating the distance that the younger American so desperately needed.
Yet she quickly realized that it was in vain - as soon as she countered Mia was back on the offense again, charging at the lioness in an attempt to grab her. She began collecting C2N14x in her palms, "Going to have to try harder..." in the air, Jasmine begun to shift her weight so she took up a horizontal position, "than... that!" and as the last words left her mouth, two explosions from her palms directed to the ground sent her a little higher into the air, just above the older femme as she passed by the teenager. Gritting her teeth, Jasmine used one of her hands to exude several explosions that made her entire body spin in a quick 360 motion, all the while her other, outstretched, released a wave of explosions directly at Red Horn from above the woman, attempting to drop the entire payload on top of the woman's head.
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Post by Mia Kearney on Mar 12, 2019 13:47:01 GMT -4
In her hero outfit, Mia could feel the cool, smooth floor of the stadium (im picturing more gymnasium than some official concrete set up) against her bare feet as she charged towards the little lioness. Her speed wasn't great, all the power in her legs countered by the weight of the muscles powering them, but all the same she looked like quite the beast when making a charge like that. Odds where if she hooked the blonde before they fully managed to get their barings Mia would be able to send them flying all the way to the wall this time...she should probably feel bad for sending them flying so far with that strong blow, but Jaz probably wouldn't let her hear the end of it if she went easy on her.
Watching her shift in midair, the Red Horned Oni knew something clever was coming, and as they rocketed over head Jaz probably expected Mia to break to a halt. Not a chance. She was a bit bone headed but she wasn't stupid, and rather than make a reach she ducked lower, streamlining her charge further as she added her hands to the motion, swooping under the explosion fired from over head and continuing her charge towards the captive audience. The front rows suddenly began to shift with a bit of fear as she didn't seem to be stopping anytime soon, but with a strong kick from the ground Mia was sent flying over their heads entirely, putting her power behind her legs and soaring for the sky as she bounded up above the lot of them, her feet hitting the wall behind the stands hard and her fist slamming in to gain some purchase, hanging from the wall she'd shived her fingers into almost akin to an ape, especially with the animalistic image of her tusks poking over her top lip, sharp red eyes turning to the spinning Jaz in the air, and seizing an opportunity.
"Gotta hand it to ya kid you got moves...never was one for the fancy crap!~"
Kicking hard off the wall now, a few bits of debri from her hanging spot falling over the crowd, but nothing that would do harm from the tiny size and weight, she leapt towards the rotating little haymaker, her arms stretched out to her sides, purposely catching the air a little so she could better aim herself, feet out stretched ahead of her, pushing through the explosions keeping the dynamite girl aloft and spinning, hissing as they scorched her legs for a moment. Plan was a failure they'd still be travelling through the air feet first and come in for a skid of a landing, but a safe one nonetheless. They hit Jaz, they'd use her as a mid-air platform, bound off of them while sending them to the ground and land a short distance away, grinning wide and making a 'come get some' gesture with both hands as they beckoned the blonde to try again. Was only fair she give them another chance!~
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Mar 12, 2019 14:34:36 GMT -4
Aw fuck. She should've used less oompf with her explosions. Because of how much force she used, Jasmine quickly found herself locked in her 360 motion, so much so that it begun feeling uncomfortable. She couldn't even redirect herself out of it without being sure that she wouldn't hit a random wall and knock herself out. Her focus faltered for a bit that and was unfortunately all that Mia needed to move in on Jasmine's incapaticated state.
The blonde lioness managed to spot the incoming Red Horn but as previously stated was unfortunately unable to offer up much of a resistance. She could only grit her teeth as Mia landed on top of Jasmine full force and would attempt to kick off of the teenager and send her crashing into the ground. Oh no. Hell no. Pro hero or not, Ember would not take this kind of humiliation lying down.
As soon as Mia's feet slammed against Jasmine and the momentum of the action would begin to send her downards and Red Horn upwards, Jasmine would use the split second shift in momentum to extend her arm. The second the force behind Red Horn's blow clicked the lioness firmly grasped at Mia's pants. This did three things: first and foremost it stopped Jasmine from being pushed into the ground like a ragdoll; the next part would be that it almost dislocated her shoulder just by trying to hang the fuck on between two opposing forces trying to push away from each other; and the last bit of useful information would be that Jasmine managed to stick close to Mia to the point that the pro hero hadn't even noticed her presence.
The second they landed Jasmine slid behind Red Horn's field of vision. She rebound almost immediately and jumped from behind her, "The fuck you grinning at, granny?!" she would roar out as she brought both of her hands together above her head, attempting an explosive slam right onto the top of Red Horn's head.
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Post by Mia Kearney on Mar 12, 2019 15:36:10 GMT -4
Mia's brow furrowed as they caught on to the fact that Jaz wasn't actually on the ground like she expected. The smoke caused by the explosions helped force some hesitation into her for a moment. She was sure she'd kicked off the girl in midair where the hell could she have gone to. With the smack talk coming from behind her she at least realized the blonde had gotten behind her, but in the hectic attack she and thanks to the baggy nature of her pants legs she had no idea how she'd managed to pull that off. "Hey you gotten faster chickad-"
The sentance didn't get to finish however as with one hell of an explosive kick behind it Jaz brought both of their hands slamming down over her head, right behind the hook of her horn and slamming firmly down into her skull. Now with her muscles and tough skin, Red Horn was a tough ass bitch, but dual explosion packed slam punch? Gravity she could conquer. A first she could handle. She could even tanke an explosion. All three together? Yeah that was gonna at least make her budge. The weight of her body lurched forward as she turned about to face Jaz. The motion of her head was like a one of those bobbing bird desk toys, lurching down, almost halfway to the ground before springing right back up like it bounced on some invsible trampoline, then swaying in circles for a brief second as it tried to decide which way to go. A quick shake of her head set her harsh red eyes back in place, but for at least a moment she was woozy enough to provide another opening.
Should Jaz have used it they'd do their best to defend themselves, lifting their arms against the attacks as they got their head back on straight.
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Mar 12, 2019 18:21:12 GMT -4
The second her attack hit pride swelled within Jasmine's chest. Bingo! The attack hit home to cosmic effect. She even felt how badly Mia's body reacted as soon as her hit made contact, jerking and jolting backwards as soon as the explosion went off. Eyes wide and brimming with excitement, the younger American watched as Red Horn recoiled. Hell, one could even say that Jasmine was a little surprised to see how effective her attack had been.
Jasmine Noir was one of those very rare breed of people who never knew how far her own strength stretched. This statement wasn't meant as a slight to anynoe, nor was it intended to make Jasmine seem like she was cocky. No, this statement, due to the many circumstances surrounding who Jasmine was as a fighter, was simple fact. Her quirk was extremely dangerous - anybody would agree that a walking grenade was more than a little threat to both the user and those around her. In the wrong hands this particular ability wasn't just an ability anymore but rather a weapon. A weapon that more often than not could end up being lethal. It was exactly this reason that Jasmine could never properly gouge her own power. Sure she could blow up inanimate objects, fire off blast after blast at a wall or a boulder but it was never quite the same in an actual fight. When going up against another person, the blonde lioness was always required to control herself - to keep a lid on her ability lest she crossed the very same line she once had on pure accident. She could never go all out, never use her power to its fullest capacity without being worried that she'd end someone's life.
It went even deeper if you considered how much effort the girl put in towards bettering herself as an athlete and fighter. Rigorous training regimes day in and day out without any form of cheating, consistent effort towards becoming stronger, better. It never stopped. Whenever Jasmine felt like she had attained a new level, she kept reaching higher and higher, almost as though her potential didn't have a ceiling in sight. That was only the general perception, though. What made Jasmine special wasn't the fact that she didn't have a ceiling. No, it was that she had too many ceilings yet managed to bust through every single one through sheer grit and determination alone. The number of times she has failed couldn't even be counted up if every single student at Yuuei put their fingers together and tried to count them. It was because of this very reason that Jasmine was able to become as strong as she was and she wished she could share this with so many of the students that looked up to her as the amazing fighter that she was.
It was these very two reasons combined that Jasmine was powerful and, as so many would refer to her, dangerous. Every single fight she's had ever since coming to Japan were fights where she has had to pace herself, where she's had to hold back lest she inflict fatal damage to someone. The fight with Ryuusei was a prime example of Jasmine letting a little too loose - the kid had been charred to the bone. Literally.
Now, however, Jasmine thrived in the current predicament that she's found herself in. She had finally found an opponent that was willing and able to take on her full strength head on, without compromise. The second Jasmine's fist made contact with Red Horn she knew. She was positive that the pro hero could humor her and allow her to go all out - to test exactly how strong she had become. At first it felt like something of a futile effort, if she were to be painfully honest. Attacks taken like they were nothing, dodged like they didn't exist, and then Red Horn actually had the gall to stomp on her and use her as a fucking stepping stone. That shit wouldn't fly, and Jasmine made sure to show exactly that.
So when her attack made contact and the lioness witnessed exactly how much of an effect it had on the pro her, she was positively elated and ecstatic. Her eyes wide, cheeks slightly red and a massive grin on her face, the American looked like a child at a toy store. Only someone as in love with fighting as she was could possibly have such a reaction and she made no effort to hide how much of a fighting nut she was. No, not against her mentor. Not against the person who finally gave her a good fight.
"Thank you, Mia," Jasmine began, her voice soothing and carrying with it the notion of exactly how thankful the lioness was. Sparks crackled along her finger tips before a series of explosions once again erupted from the blonde's hands, launching her towards the pro hero at great speeds. "Hope you're ready because I'm not planning to slow down!" When the words left her mouth Jasmine was already in front of Red Horn, still in the air. Her right arm was extended as sparks trickled down her shoulder and towards her palm which was pointed directly at the older woman. While she gathered the necessary energy to unleash her next attack, Jasmine's other hand gripped her wrist, preparing her for the inevitable recoil that was about to come.
Within a fraction of a second Jasmine detonated her next attack, releasing one of her strongest explosions with a deafening roar. Chaos shook the ground around them as the explosive payload was launched directly into Mia's face and the created force pushed Jasmine backwards much alike a few rounds of highly explosive buckshot would a child if fired at exactly the same time. The lioness found herself flying backwards a few dozen meters before her feet finally touched the ground, sliding backwards a few more. Eyes immediately directed forwards, she watched the rising dust and debris, readying herself for Mia's next attack. If she was right then Red Horn would attack immediately. Based on her quirk, the attack would be quick, strong, and devastating if the younger femme were to take a direct hit. If her prediction would come to pass, she would be ready for it.
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Post by Mia Kearney on Mar 13, 2019 13:30:36 GMT -4
Mia history was never one to be filled with failures and triumph over them. In her mind, the world could spit on her all it wanted. She’d rise above, and that was a simple fucking fact. From a young age her mutation, as simple as it was, earned a lot of weight on her shoulders. A weight her quirk helped her to carry in turn.It wasn’t an easy life sometimes, but every insult, every blow, every guttery punch and heck, even the odd lost tooth here and there. But heck it was all worth it. She didn’t regret a second of her glorious life.
Not even this moment of her little protégé slamming down on her head so hard that she almost felt like she was about to taste the floor for a second.
Despite the initial rage in her eyes for a moment, a wide grin started to form on her lips as she saw the joy radiating from Jaz’s face. Mia’s fist already tightening, ready to deliver a retaliating punch as she lingered in the air, not in vengeance, but in an odd sense of comradery with this girl. Seeing that fire in her eyes. The passion, the joy. The borderline ecstacy…!
Mia took on a lot of kids from this school. Yusaku for his odd mutation and wanting to help him build a sense of pride, Kirk and his sense of pride in his exercise. A handful of other kids like the reporter girl Emi or that…Okay she wasn’t so proud of Maxi anymore, but! Point being, as many kids as she saw potential in in their own ways, even the kids she had yet to personally meet like the erraticly moving Darren, the clever Rin, the shocking Yumi or that angel girl…(shit was she actually called Angela? Talk about lucky naming)
POINT WAS!
Jaz still rose above. Something about the girl resonated so well with herself. They weren’t copies of one another, they didn’t share similar experiences back in America outside of both of them both being vigilantes, but something about the kid…it was borderline soulmate level in nature. Maybe that feeling only went one way. Maybe Mia was just some friendly goofball in Jaz’s eyes, a titan to smash about with, but for Mia…fuck. Seeing that fire in her eyes, the joy, the glee. Their was a kindred spirit in there and she didn’t care if they were about to blow her fucking face off!
She probably shoulda been paying attention to that last part really.
As she was rearing back for a punch in her dazed state, Jaz had the advantage in terms of preparation and speed. Mia shifted her ready to swing fist into a hard guard infront of her face in a one armed guard. As tough as her skin was, refusing to be seared by the heated explosive force, but so off balance and dazed even with her weight she was thrown over backwards, skimming once across the floor, a scrape left from where her horn had caught the smooth surface, landing on a foot and a knee, digging her fingers heavily into the floor dragging herself to a stop.
She threw her head back, wild blonde hair tinted black thrown aside to reveal deep red, ecstatic eyes. “Nah! Thank you!” What was Jaz thanking her for? Hard to tell in the heat of things but she was grateful for one hell of a tasty fight. She’d almost forgotten they had an audience till some cheers came for either side. Some wanting Jaz to feel the smack down, some so excited Jaz managed to topple a pro like that!
She glanced to the audience with a cheeky smirk, before kicking it into full gear, her fingers already engrained in the floor, she yanked her arm back, peeling a hefty chunk of the concrete flooring under the stadium floor up with it, chunks of ripped up rood flinging around her as she spun her arm backwards about herself, releasing it so it launched towards her little protégé with some intimidating force. Not to make it easy on her, she used the moment that the incoming projectile would likely blind her to rear back, and come down, slamming both her forearms into the ground, a very minor tremor rippling through the floor to potentially knock off the blonde dynamite’s footing.
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Mar 13, 2019 17:24:31 GMT -4
As the dust began clearing Jasmine's eyes began to only further glisten with excitement. It worked! Her attack managed to actually hit her mark and do damage significant enough damage to leave an actual mark. Everything was slowly coming together - her training, her desire to win and refusal to back down. All of it began to come together to show Jasmine exactly how far she'd come. That all of her efforts weren't for naught and that she was actually improving and becoming a better version of herself day by day. Her strength was now significant enough to deal damage to an honest to God pro hero - a quirker far more experienced than herself with a body that was built like a tank. That simple notion had Jasmine utterly elated.
Yet her dazed stupor didn't last long. Red Horn got back up as quickly as she fell down on her ass which, in retrospect, shouldn't have come as a surprise to the lioness considering how damn tough the Oni was. Jasmine clicked her tongue as she saw the older female rip out a good chunk of concrete out of the floor of the stadium yet her smile hadn't faltered for even a second. Using her strength Red Horn took the object and turned it into a goddamn projectile that was aimed directly for Jasmine without a single shred of restraint.
The attack was strong and undeniably dangerous, so much so that the younger American told herself that she couldn't take the damn thing on under any circumstance whatsoever. However she very clearly realized that she'd had no choice but to do just that. Mia, thinking ahead, slammed both of her massive muscly appendages into the floor, rocking practically the entire stadium with that action alone. The lioness, who had been readying some C2N14x at her hands to blast herself away from the incoming projectile, was temporarily knocked off balance. All things considered Jasmine would've probably been fine had she been used to how much her quirk had evolved. The simple concept that she could use Drive using her feet instead of her hands hadn't fully sinked in yet. Then again maybe it was just habits or preferences that led her to this mistake - she couldn't tell you, nor did she particularly care at this point. What mattered wasn't that. What mattered was the goddamn floor flying towards her like a fucking cannonball.
Her instincts flared almost immediately as Jasmine, with her footing now all messed up, quickly enhanced the C2N14x already collected at her finger tips. She threw her own hands in front of her, readying her counter. The blonde was fully aware that there was now no time to dodge what was coming - as fast as she was, she wasn't able to dodge out of the way of something heading towards her as quickly as it was. Sure, one could argue that she could attempt it but frankly if the lioness made one single mistake she knew that it'd be over and she'd be out for the count. Instead, her tactical prowess honed through the plethora of fights she's had up to this point shined through adversity, helping her decide that best and only way was to minimize the damage she was about to receive. Thus, as soon as the projectile was close enough, she released two of her strongest explosions right at the slab of concrete in an attempt to counter force with an even bigger amount of force.
A loud explosion reverberated through the area, shaking the entire stadium as dust and debris rose into the air. A pained growl could be heard from ground zero as Jasmine's body could be seen sliding out of it, her heels and the fingers of her left hand digging into the ground in an attempt to halt her momentum. She was now breathing heavily, some blood trickling down her forehead possibly from the pieces of rock that had hit her after she managed to destroy the projectile. Her left arm, while relatively unscathed, was shaking a little and her shoulder hurt like a motherfucker - a side-effect of Jasmine attempting an explosion slightly exceeding her current capabilities. As for her right hand... it had cuts and bruises all over with blood flowing freely down the appendage. She hissed in pain as she glanced down at her arm. Fucked up but still usable... I got this, she thought, and as though to cement this fact, the blonde quickly straightened her posture. A grin still firmly etched on her face, the girl lifted her damaged arm and even if the action was painful not a single shred of it could be seen on Jasmine's expression. It was the opposite, really. Now that she'd tasted a fraction of what Mia was capable of, she was hungry for more. The lioness' claws were now fully exposed and her appetite for a fight unquenchable.
"Come on, I ain't done yet," she growled out, motioning for Mia to come at her with her bloody fingers. If she was on high alert before, now Jasmine went far beyond that. She'd seen it in the videos and she'd read lots about it but now that she's had a taste of Mia's monstrous strength she realized that none of those reports had done the wild pro hero any justice. She couldn't take another hit like that and expect to be able to continue on fighting. To keep on fighting, right here and now, was everything that mattered. The American wasn't about to let this end until she's had her fill of the thrill of fighting the pro hero. Hell, she wasn't going to just fight. She was going to beat the ever living shit out of Red Horn and if anybody had a problem with that they could go fuck themselves.
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Post by Mia Kearney on Mar 14, 2019 6:45:58 GMT -4
Raising a single arm up against the explosion, for a moment, with the smoke of Jaz's own attack and the dust created from the shattering of her concrete projectile Mia couldn't tell what was going on, though there was an odd sense of satisfaction ina handful of pebbles bounding off her hardened hide, scoffing a little as she felt them ping off of her skin like a stone skimming across water, eyes narrowing as she tried to focus her gaze through the devestation her concrete projectile had caused, and spotting Jaz coming out the other end. Her arms looked worn, her hands bloodied, but a fire in her eyes still remained. Mia's gut instinct was to stop. An instinct not entirely her own, one trained into her after years of fighting criminals both as a vigilante, and especially a hero. When your foe looked this banged up you tried to finish them off or you left them to the police. Still...that fire. That passion. The mentality of facing a mountain and not letting up till you saw it reduced to an open field. That was something she felt stronger than that rained instinct. She grit her teeth, and rushed forward before Jaz even finished her sentance. Her hand dug in low, catching the edge of the small crater she'd created a moment ago, ripping up small jagged chunks of the floor into her palm and launching it forward. A lot of the chunks were small, insignificant, but it was a distracting shotgun blast of shrapnel to say the least. Digging her foot in hard in her charge, the blonde would push her might down into her leg and leap up towards the ceiling, a small indent left where she once stood and her hands reaching up, catching her upside down 'landing' against one of the ceiling rafters. Her legs swung forward, the metal beam dented from the force of catching her launch, and with equal force again she launched back towards the ground. Beside Jaz, infront of her, behind her. It was hard to aim so quickly and with such force. The important part was, she landed hard. The wood coating of the floor shattered and the concrete beneath quaked. She dug in an extended heal, reared about, and with the full force of her strength and a practical roar of fighting energy, she moved to strike an intense blow right into Jaz's gut. If she was right, she wouldn't outright break the girl, but the odds of her getting back up after... Not good. (Synopsis just incase. She launched a handful of tiny debri like a distracting shotgun blast Leapt up to the ceiling, rebounded off a rafter, and slammed down into the ground Then, spun around with one hell of a punch)
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Mar 14, 2019 18:15:37 GMT -4
For better or worse Jasmine was still capable of fighting despite the seemingly injured state she was in. The blow she had received from Mia would have been devastating had she taken in face-first and that was proven by the sight of exactly how much damage she had taken even when she softened the blow using the arsenal of explosives her quirk provided for her. As a result the blonde lioness was on high alert, scanning the perimeter in an attempt to predict Mia’s next move. Regardless of what it’d be, she was painfully aware that she couldn’t take another hit. While blocking it wouldn’t knock her out, it would sure as shit hurt. Attempting to tank the attack, well… that would’ve been the end of her for the day.
The second the dust and debris cleared Mia acted and Jasmine’s reaction was almost instinctual. The shotgun blast of rocks and dust came at her like a hard blizzard aimed to crush her. Eyes narrow and sharp, she watched every single one of them like a hawk, her keen mind very quickly managing to analyze and predict their trajectory. As a result, the blonde lioness used very simple and minute movements to dodge every single one. She had barely taken a step as her body twisted and turned, avoiding the incoming damage. It was taxing on her body to evade and at the same time keep an eye on Mia but with how large and bombastic that woman was Jasmine was somehow able to accomplish it.
Through the corner of her blood red eyes the younger American was able to see Mia darting towards the ceiling, quickly kicking off of it to initiate a charge that Jasmine knew she absolutely had to evade. As such, she grit her teeth. She wouldn’t allow herself to repeat the same mistake again and, as a result, collected a large amount of C2N14x into her feet, blasting herself away from the slam seconds before Mia crashed into her, avoiding both the collision and the attempted punch to her gut moments later. It looked like a borderline desperate effort as Jasmine’s dodge was a success only by the skin of her teeth. She could even feel the force behind the attack as she was inches from Red Horn’s fist colliding with her.
Gritting her teeth, Jasmine thought fast, bringing her hands together close as she channeled her quirk. If she wanted to win this she needed to capitalize not just on her speed but on the flashiness of her quirk. Literally. A different type of energy begun gathering in between her palms; bright and much alike static, it sizzled between her fingers. “Hope your eyes aren’t too sensitive,” she began, a wild grin on her face, “Don’t blame me if you go blind!” And the second those words left her she released a weak yet massively bright explosion right in Mia’s face, attempting to blind her with her makeshift flashbang and force an opening.
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Post by Mia Kearney on Mar 14, 2019 18:17:45 GMT -4
She felt her fist blow through the air, the sensation of hitting flesh and muscle not allowed to flow back through it, but the feeling of a it pushing through the air, so fast and so forceful that the air almost felt like a thick slurry her arm was forcing it’s way through. The crowd backed up a little, the shockwave of her punch holding no true force but the mere idea that her blow could reach them even in the slightest was enough to make a few kids in the front row move further back. Ya know. Just incase.
She whirled her head about, arm still thrown, eyes crossing her shoulder, grin on her lips and fury in her eyes as the monster inside shimmered through. She hadn’t really gone ALL out in a good while, not since that one eyed cyclops freak attacked a fellow hero, which made this all the more satisfying, but in turn, far harder to control. She knew what was coming with those taunting words, a sharp “Oh Fu-!” Her words thankfully cut off by the eruption of light, jolting onto the back foot and doing her best to cover her eyes but still easily dazed by the light, blinking rapidly as they tried to regain focus, almost like their entire vision had become one blinding sunspot imprinted onto their retina. They could still see the hazy outline of Jaz before her, but she knew better this time. Leave an opening this kid could land one hell of a blow, and instead she raised her arms defensively, eyes twitching faintly as they tried to focus, the bulking Oni focusing on her defense for a second.
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