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Post by Mia Kearney on Apr 21, 2019 12:45:58 GMT -4
Mia had a good time watching her little protege rock the hell out of her fights in the sports festival, and she was glad to see that even after their fight the blonde had developed so quickly. Maybe it was just her own view of her protege, or maybe her opponents were weaker than Mia herself expected, but damn she was sure as hell that spunky blonde had learned a move or two since they'd fought. So, during the UA school break when Mia got a few texts asking if she'd be available for another match, she was more than happy to say yes. Heck, she even made a few special preperations to see if she could give them something a little more to work with. The school had some pretty welcoming teachers but she doubted she'd be recieving a warm reception if she and Jaz kept trashing their training fields everytime she visited. There were a few government sanctioned facitilities but they'd probably not treat Mia so well if she went all out on a kid, even one who could handle it...so Mia looked into something a little more special that they could work with.
It took half the school break, but with her work as a Hero she managed to get the process sped up a bit to get it done even that quick. As a hero she could request a permit to use local areas as a training grounds. A lot of the time she requested to use abandoned train yards, places filled with rails and train cars all waiting for the day someone bothered to turn them to scrap, tugging them along the rails for a super hero sized bit of cardio, and hoisting old storage cars up on her shoulders for a bit of weight training. All in all, it was better than a gym for someone like her at least...
Suffice to say the folks who usually ran her requests had a few questions when she was requesting a portion of the forest coated mountains this time. They made it clear she couldn't just go around chopping down the trees willy nilly and even gave her an hour long seminar on the dangers of hunting without a license incase that's what she was going for. It in no way was but it did give her the idea to make a loud noise first before she did anything. Scare away any of the local animals so they didn't get in the way.
Point being, for the entire afternoon, she was allowed to do pretty much whatever she wanted in this area, with any other heroes or heroes in training that she so chose to share the space with her. She'd have to pay some fines if excessive damage to the area was done, but...okay her and Jaz were totally likely to do some damage, but how much could a tree cost really? Especially one no one planned to sell in the first place.
She'd made sure the area had some signal and turned on a GPS tracker app on her phone, one she'd made sure to match up with a similar app on Jaz's own phone before they each set off that day. With that girl's ability to move she probably wouldn't have a hard time finding the red horned heroine, the Oni blonde resting her back against a tree as she waited, idly looking up through the tree branches. Rather than her more durable clothes, she'd thought to go for one of her more casual outfits today. A plain white shirt with a red flannel shirt over it, and worn out jeans. She had walking boots but she'd taken them off already, feeling the cold, dew soaked grass under her feet. She never wore shoes on the job and with her tough skin it was honestly just the smarter move anyway. Heck most of her clothes were gonna get ruined today, but that'd be Jaz's doing. She so much as did a super jump in normal shoes and the damn things would just fall apart and hinder her.
Why was she in her casual clothes anyway? Well truth be told...it was to act as a measuring stick. If she and Jaz were gonna fight, she'd still have a good way to tell if the young girl had improved, but maybe she'd just been watching too much of that er...ah fuck that did the hapanese call their cartoons? Anie-may? Whatever. Guys always fucked up their outfits in that when a fight was tough, and Mia kinda liked the idea of coming out of this in a similar state. It was inpractical and by god she recognized she shouldn't wear any of the clothes she actually wanted to keep, but in her head it still seemed pretty badass.
Laying her head back she scoffed a little, knowing it was probably still a dumb move but...who cared. Even though today was probably gonna hurt, she was doing nothing but looking forward to it. A good fight always put her in a good mood, but Jaz? Something about fighting that girl hit her on so many levels. She wanted to see how she'd grown, how she'd do. She was just as eager to see Jaz win as herself and that was an odd feeling...but a welcome one to say the least. She'd close her eyes, letting her ears catch the wind whipping through branches, waiting to hear her sparring buddy arrive.
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Apr 21, 2019 13:17:11 GMT -4
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Rested, relaxed, and pumped as fuck. Those were the terms that described how Jasmine Noir felt pretty darn well, all things considered. The tournament had been quite the affair as Jasmine had gotten several opportunities to let loose, which she didn't get the chance to do all too often. Her trip to New York with Rin had also been... interesting, to say the least. It was good to get the chance to go home, visit old places, see all of her friends that she knew for years now... regardless if said friends had some shit she needed to take care of for them. She was pretty sure she was still sore from her last fight down there.
In any case, Jasmine's return had been marred by people reaching out to her to fight, be it first years, teachers, or both. The fight Geist had arranged between herself, Karen and Reddarcc was still fresh in her mind. It was nice to know that the class that would be graduating after her had quite the bit of backbone.
Yet what got Jasmine pumped was the phone call she had with Mia. The lioness had wanted to call the pro herself and ask for something they had done over the festival - fight. Fighting Mia was... put simply, exhilarating. There was just something about Red Horn that made Jasmine able to find a kindred spirit. Whether it was their nonchalant personalities or fuck you-esque fighting styles, Jasmine was always able to have a fun time fighting the older American... that and she could safely use every ounce of strength at her disposal without having to worry about going too far.
As such, Jasmine very quickly hopped on to Bumblebee in such a rush that she'd forgotten her aviators too. With a rev of the engine she went flying down the streets, glancing at her phone on occasion to make sure she was heading in the right direction. Her hair fluttered in every possible direction as she was breaking every conceivable speed limit the second she flew out of Musutafu, a wide grin on her face as her eyes were already burning red with excitement. Finally she'd be able to fully test out what she'd been working on ever since she arrived at New York. The thought had her shaking in her boots.
She'd found a place to park her motorcycle fairly quickly considering the obscene speeds she'd used to arrive at the location. Her own apparel was quite simple - an unzipped black hoodie, orange tank, black jeans and a pair of boots; essentially clothing she wouldn't feel too bad about losing because, honestly, she was well aware of the fact that she wouldn't be walking away from this one without at least a few scrapes and bruises, to put it lightly.
Jasmine pulled out her phone and checked the GPS app she and Mia shared one last time to determine her location. Once she knew where she was going the blonde lioness pocketed her phone and crouched down, a wide grin spreading across her face as she reared her arms backwards. In no more than a second a massively large explosion with far too loud a sound went off in the area, launching the teenager high into the air.
"Yeaaah!" She yelled out as she flipped in the air, angling herself so she was facing the ground... exactly where Mia was. Another explosion sent her flying towards the Pro Hero much alike a rocket with too damn short a fuse. She cocked her fist back.
"Heads up, Mia!" Jasmine yelled out as she approached, swinging a wild haymaker directly at the larger woman without even bothering to say greet her. Hell, that was probably the best introduction they could've shared anyway. No words. No sentiments. No bullshit. Just an all out brawl for the ages. That's what they were there for and Jasmine would be damned if anyone suggested they have it any other way.
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Post by Mia Kearney on Apr 21, 2019 14:35:15 GMT -4
The tips of Mia's pointed ears subtly twitched at the sound of an explosion in the distance, and before they even opened their eyes a coy smile crossed their lips, expecting anything and everything despite their relaxed demeanor. Slowly their eyes opened once again, peering through the branches and getting used to the light peering through them, pushing her back off of the tree and spotting the spec against the blue sky before it began barrelling back down towards her, grinning wide and steeling her stance, her heels digging down into the soil and more than ready to take whatever was coming her way even as she was yelled out an extra warning. She squared up her shoulders, solidified her stance, and clenched her fist's tight.
She took that haymaker right on the jaw like a champ. Damn did it feel good.
"FUCK YEAH!!!~" She all but roared out. With the momentum of the launch towards her still carrying the other blonde, Mia whipped around, following the clock to her jaw and whipping about to catch the other blonde before she'd even landed on the ground. She caught her leg by the ankle and held it in a firm grasp. A moment of realization let her recognize just how damn much her jaw hurt from that punch and she'd have to compliment Jaz on how much she'd improved herself in that alone, but for now, she had some revenge to get. With a firm grasp on that ankle, she rushed herself back around in the other direction. It canceled all the momentum in the other blonde's body and brought it back around, pulsing the shock down her skeleton before Mia released her in the direction of another tree, hoping to hear a satisfying crunch as her body hit the bark....maybe she should question why she enjoys the idea of a kid in pain so much. An idea for later.
"NICE OPENER DYNAMITE!" She grinned wide, keeping her eyes on the other blonde, not about to let her out of her eyes after that cheeky opening punch. She lightly gripped her chin and adjusted her jaw a little, nothing dislocated but she was pretty sure her jaw was pinching into a muscle in her cheek after that "Daaaamn bitch where'd you get those muscles? Keep to explosions let me have the fucking strength why don'tcha?~ Can't have you stealing the WHOLE damn show before ya graduate can I?~"
Eyes scanning the forest ground around her, the blonde hoisted up a small, snapped tree that had fallen a long time ago. It was about the thickness of a chunky telephone pile, and the blonde held it under her arm, standing with her side to Jaz and a grin on her face. Her arm facing the girl gave a 'come get it' gesture as the other adjusted her hold on the log, ready to use it as a hefty bit of weaponry. Her tusks slowly grew up over her top lip, her muscles bulking up through her casual clothes.
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Apr 22, 2019 14:17:10 GMT -4
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Aw fuck, of course her overexcitement would work against her. She should've known Mia would pull some dumb shit like taking the hit face first without giving much of a fuck. And of course that would create an opening the older blonde could exploit... well. That would be what Jasmine was thinking, but Jesus Christ did it feel fucking amazing to let loose for the hell of it. Rarely did Jasmine ever get to fight seriously with nothing at stake. Often it was some kind of bullshit or another - somebody's life, values, beliefs... a tournament fight, her own reputation... whatever the fuck it was the blonde lioness was always fighting with something on the line. Some kind of stakes on the line. But with Mia? The two of them, while mentor and student, managed to find some sort of common ground by beating each other to shit. Among the many things that connected the two of them and made them feel more like sisters than anything, this was something that they shared an unspoken bond for.
Yet you wouldn't hear Jasmine admitting that for the life of her... if that was even necessary given the absolutely elated grin that stayed on her face even if she felt like her body had almost pulled itself apart courtesy of Mia's grip on her ankle.
The jolt of pain shot through her almost as though she had been hit face first with a tazer. Her muscles felt like they were tearing themselves apart and she could've sword the bone in her ankle almost broke apart... yet luckily for the lioness she had trained her body into a condition that made her able to take something like that without too much damage.
It was this overexcitement that wouldn't let Jasmine back down when she was flung into a tree either. Instead of slamming into it like a ragdoll, Jasmine used her manneuverability in the air and her prowess with her quirk to shift her body in a way that ended up with her slamming her feet into the hard trunk of the tree, cracking it on impact. The generated momentum was enough to keep her stationary there for a few brief moments as she grinned up at Mia. Without too much of a delay the Yuuei second year launched herself from the tree and towards Red Horn yet again, the action breaking the large tree in half completely.
The massive construct wasn't even close to hitting the ground by the time Jasmine was right in front of the pro hero, seemingly cocking her fist back to initiate another assault. Yet, much to her own credit Jasmine was, again, extremely agile on the move. That attack turned out to be nothing more than a feint as Jasmine launched another quick blast to push herself to Mia's side, then another to push herself into the ground, below the bulking woman. With this three-move action done, Jasmine roared as she unleashed another wild haymaker of an uppercut directly into Mia's torso - a replay of what had occurred in their previous fight. Yet this slam was a little different. Instead of relying solely on her own strength she used a tactic she had learned by copying none other than Daimon Darren, the wildcard of what was, now, 2-C.
An explosion was launched directly from her elbow, further increasing the force behind the uppercut that was aimed to slam straight into Mia's abdomen. The punch not only had all of Jasmine's strength behind it but it was also further enhanced by Jasmine's new way of quirk usage. If Red Horn wasn't careful even she'd feel this one and that thought made Jasmine feel one hell of a rush.
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Post by Mia Kearney on Apr 28, 2019 6:30:11 GMT -4
Mia watched as the young blonde flipped about in the air and landed feet first on the tree, not expecting any less from her promising little protégé and grinning ear to ear as she watched her so readily make moves to come at her once again, explsions plasting off behind her, the kick off the tree enough to shatter the damn thing in half, and just leaving the blonde Oni with a prominent grin on her lips, adjusting her hold on the log she’d prepared to use as a weapon, squaring up her position and lowering her stance, prepared for the blonde ball of fury that was rushing back towards her.
With her hands about one ned of the log, Mia swung about, carrying her momentum down the length of the log with enough force to make the wind whistle about her. Even then, it wasn’t like you could catch much sounds over the explosions that punctuated every move the smaller blonde made. Roaring to the side, then down to the ground under the swing of her log, Mia was left wide open to the blow to her stomache. She was ready for it of course, she ever was. Her muscles were big, strong, and tensed tightly in her abdomen like a hard wall behind the sandbag of her tough layer of flesh, but as she felt the blow land...she had to admit. That was one hell of a punch. She was forced to release the log and dropped down to a knee as she staggered back, holding her stomache with some surprise as she really registered the power behind that fist. The rocket effect from her elbow and the actual power of the haymaker itself.
“Fuck...where’d you get that new trick!?” She asked her question in a yell but with a sense of glee behind it, more than eager to take any new tricks the other blonde had, and maybe realizing in turn she needed a few new tricks herself if Jaz was going to keep surprising her. Rising up off her knee she went for a strong right hook, knowing Jaz was likely too fast to be caught in such a simple move, she’d sweep down low as she followed the momentum of her fist, her open palm catching a hefty rock stuck in the mud, throwing it in an upward motion and tearing it from the earth it was imbedded in for years. She mostly needed to give herself some space to work with, knocking Jaz back a step with the haymaker, and another with the rock.
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Apr 28, 2019 6:45:20 GMT -4
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A wide, wide grin spread across Jasmine’s face when she felt the impact behind her fist slamming into Mia’s abdomen. An absolute sense of elation came over her as she watched the older woman recoil backwards and drop to one knee, clearly having felt the strength behind the blow and being visibly shaken by it. The lioness took a few brief moments to let the moment sink in. Standing up straight, the girl raised her fist, her eyes locked on her seemingly permanently bruised knuckles. She felt it, Jasmine thought, some form of disbelief still lingering.
For the briefest of moments Jasmine thought back to her fight against the pro hero during the sports festival. A demonstration turned into a simple one versus one brawl. Jasmine had given it her all to the point that she had even felt the after-effects in the following tournament fights. She had done her best and had managed to actually inflict semi-significant damage on the older woman but at the end of the day ended up being proverbially curbstomped. It sucked to think that there was such a big gap between the two women… yet at the same time it served to motivate Jasmine to grow stronger, to try harder to improve and then fight her again. Which was exactly the case now.
Her eyes shadowed by her hair, Jasmine lowered her head a little bit as she stayed silent. Her expression was very quickly invaded by a small smile… yet that smile was as competitive and as hungry for a fight as she had ever shown. Sparks once again crackled along her knuckles as she clenched her fist tighter.
Let’s do this.
“You’re going to have to take this more seriously than last time,” Jasmine warned, lowering her center of gravity as she watched the other blonde begin to wind up an attack. Evading the haymaker had been relatively easy enough as the lioness bobbed to the side, watching Mia in an attempt to pre-emptively prepare for what was coming next. Yet something as ridiculous as what came next couldn’t exactly be prepared for. A massive boulder of a stone was pulled out of the grown, making the blonde’s eyes widen. Immediately she hopped up and off of the stone to push herself backwards, creating some distance between the two women.
Yet, at the same time she was bouncing back, she fired off three quick blasts from her finger guns before she landed on the ground a good twenty meters away, aiming directly at Mia’s legs to attempt to knock her off balance. With any luck it would make this rock stunt work against her.
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Post by Mia Kearney on Apr 28, 2019 6:52:29 GMT -4
“You think I don’t take our fights seriously!? You not learned how much respect I got for your ability to take a punch kid!?~” Even if her tone was borderline playful, she was more than ready to face down the girl before her with everything she had,much like she had last time. She knew how to hold back so she didn’t kill the girl, but even then that line she had to draw was a very far one. She knew exactly how much Jaz could take and everytime they met she was surprised by her new limits. Mia was pretty close to dishing out her own full power on the younger blonde, and eagerly made moves to see how close she could get to her limit this time.
She watched Jaz carefully this time, watching her motions and ready to act a little more lightly on her feet. While shots to her legs were a good idea, her legs were also the most agile part of anyone ready to move. She hopped to one side, running along to the side with the finger gun blasts kicking up the dirt behind her feet. She bounded with a hard kick off the ground, hooking an arm about one of the slimmer trees, shifting her momentum about it entirely and aiming herself back at Jazmine, coming at her from the side as she kicked off the fresh tree, leaping up into the air to meet her with the intent of taking her back to the ground the hard way!
Her form was far from graceful, but even if she had no way to move once in the air she had begun to learn her way about navigating the y axis. The sharp motion sent her flying towards Jaz, her arms outstretched to try and catch her and bring her back down to the earth, but once again that wasn’t her end game. She knew the other blonde held dominion over the sky, at least when the two of them were compared. As she likely whipped past the blonde entirely, her strength and momentum continued to carry her, shooting past her protege and up to the upper branches of another tree, catching the tip in her palms and dragging it down as far as she could in an arc, her strength, weight, and momentum all working in unson to bend the tree as far as it might go.
There was the satisfying sound, the creak as it was about to break, the final aches just before it would snack from it’s trunk, and Mia let go. She fell to the ground in a prepared tumble as the tree snapped in it’s entirety. All the rubber nature of it’s bark snapped back in the opposite direction, the weakened base snapping, and launching the tree itself like a front flipping projectile in Jaz’s direction.
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Apr 28, 2019 6:53:47 GMT -4
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Yeah, I figured as much… Jasmine mused inwardly, watching as Mia raced into a stampede of a run to avoid her finger guns. Christ, despite her size the woman was excruciatingly quick on her feet. It was something along the lines of a tank barrelling at the speed of a goddamn race bike. Completely fucking terrifying and something the lioness knew she needed to be incredibly careful of lest she wanted to call it a day far quicker than this fight deserved.
Hey eyes widened for the briefest of moments as she realized Red Horn was heading on a collision course straight for her and she forced herself to react immediately. Through grit teeth Jasmine released one bounce of an explosion that luckily enough pushed her out of the way of Mia’s bear grip. She didn’t breathe out yet though, following the large red female through the corner of her eye.
The sight of the tree practically bending and breaking in half wasn’t all that surprising, if she was to be completely fair. As previously stated Mia was like huge fuck you tank ready to run over your car and laugh in your face as she pissed on what was left of your car after the fact. The strength she held and the weight that those muscles must’ve had made the idea of the tree being bent logically sound… yet what didn’t make any sense at all was the tree whipping back at her like a fucking trebuchet intent on slamming her like a goddamn fly.
Yet despite the strength Mia pulled it back with, the tree coming back up was slow. That and it was undoubtedly weakened by Mia almost snapping it in half. Thus, reacting by planning out a quick counter attack, Jasmine primed her fist and feet with C2N14x. As the tree was crashing into her, she released a blast from her feet to create momentum. With a swipe of her fist and a loud battlecry Jasmine effectivelly broke through the damn thing, snapping that part of it cleanly in half.
Then, acting fast, Jasmine angled herself and the broken part of the tree’s trunk in the air using what maneuverability she had at her disposal. With a grin on her face she slammed her fist into the bark using a large portion of her strength, sending it flying directly into the blonde pro hero like a flaming meteor.
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Post by Mia Kearney on Apr 28, 2019 6:54:04 GMT -4
Mia Caught her breath for a moment, the gut punch earlier having winded her somewhat and needing just second to actually recover her lost breath. It didn’t take long but it was enough to let Jaz work with the tree that had been snapped back towards her, shattering it to make her way through before launching half of it back towards red horn herself. She let out a hefty sigh and lowered her stance, digging in her feet to harden her position and keeping her head low as the flaming tree trunk came towards her. Half the weight and size it was but still a pretty formidable projectile as it soared through the air towards her.
Head low, shoulders square, position tight. Mia could probably shatter the thing with a solid punch but a freshly shattered tree could come in handy if the battle brought them to it later. Rather than strike it fist forward, she got low and rose suddenly as it was about to land into her, her horn striking first, the tip of which was solid and not subject to the raw nerves in her yellow scar. The force of her rising head sent the flaming tree trunk barrelling over her, flipping several times before crashing into another tree, the Red Horned heroine dusting off her hands with a cheeky smirk, tree bark littering the top of her hair now from the strike she’d made against the already damaged tree.
“YOU GONNA STAY UP THERE ALL DAY JAZ OR YOU GONNA COME DOWN AND FACE ME!?” She gestured with a ‘come get some’ motion before tightening her fists once again, knowing she couldn’t underestimate the blonde but it would be stupid to come to her so long as she lingered in the air. It just wasn’t her domain...she briefly wondered if she should add some gadgets to her arsenal to account for that, but not every foe was on par with Jazmine. No, she had little to worry about and just held a strong grin as she hoped for the other blonde to come to her, ready for any offense she might bring. Her body could sometimes be sluggish when holding this much muscle, but damn, if a lifetime of fighting didn’t give ya good reflexes, what could it give ya? Her grin was nice and wide, having the time of her life despite the pain still radiating through her gut.
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Apr 28, 2019 6:55:06 GMT -4
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The blonde lioness could only whistle at the sight of Mia handling the tree as though she were a fucking rhino slamming a poor gazelle out of the way. Shit she tossed the damn thing aside almost as though it weighed nothing more than a handful of pounds. Despite the bulking size of the red Oni, Jasmine often forgot exactly how strong Mia was. She’d seen many vids of her beating villains to a bloody pulp without much of an effort, leaving colossal damage behind every single time she’d stampede through some unlucky schmuck’s back yard. Hell she’d seen her in action herself a couple of times - Red Horn just had this air of absolute confidence about her that made the woman an inspiring, and, on the flip side, intimidating presence. It was this very same paradoxical mix of feelings that wracked her brain as she was still hovering in mid air, watching Red Horn egg her on to come at her as she did.
On some level Jasmine Noir aspired to be something similar to what Mia Kearney was. Strong, dependable, decisive, inspiring, threatening… she wanted her mere presence to have such a weight to it that the mere idea of Jasmine possibly arriving to the scene would make villains or any other two-bit asshole think twice about doing whatever fucked up shit they were going to do. On the other end of the spectrum, she also wanted to be an inspiration to others. If a girl from NYC, destined for nothing but failures and kicked by life in the chin far too many times for her to count, was capable of becoming this strong, anyone could. Mia embodied these beliefs in several ways and Jasmine reckoned it was the main reason why she had taken a liking to the pro hero. Aside her positively colorful personality, of course.
It was probably why she entertained the boneheaded idea of attacking Mia face first. She was well aware that the pro was ridiculously strong. Her last fight proved as much. Jasmine had no intention of backing away from this fight but as excited as she was she wanted to do it smart. Yeah, she wanted to test her new abilities on the field and she knew that there was nobody better suited to help her with than than Red Horn. In the same vein, though, Jasmine also wanted to give a legitimate shot at winning.
As such, Jasmine simply landed on the ground silently without charging at Mia as she would have before. Oh she’d face the larger woman alright. On her own terms. And she made that abundantly clear when the competitive fire showed as a pure flame in her glowing crimson orbs, her hair practically shining a bright gold as she stared up at the woman. The smirk on her face was enough to show the practically palpable air of confidence surrounding the lioness as she raised her own hand.
“I’m right here. Come at me,” she said, motioning for Red Horn to attack her much alike how the Pro herself had been doing all day.
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Post by Mia Kearney on Apr 28, 2019 6:58:49 GMT -4
Her breathing was corrected but still had the weight of the battle to it, a slight heft to each breath that made it clear each one could be prepared to be the last before she bit her tongue and rushed into a charge of some kind. A fill of her lungs with the sweet nectar of oxygen before the two blondes clashed again. She waited, hoping for Jaz to come down towards her...but it wasn’t to be. Mia had been a brute a lot of her life, rushing into situations she shouldn’t and getting through on her brawn and determination alone...and while somewhat dissapointed that Jaz didn’t match her at the same age, she was also proud. This could be a brawl, it could be a slugfest, and without being boastful Mia knew, in the end, she’d come out on top there. Jaz was just playing it smart by not rushing into the face of the beast, and in that regard she had a much sharper head on her shoulders than Red Horn did at the same age.
Of course, this was still a fight, and Mia had come a long way since she’d officially made it as a pro hero. She glanced about her surroundings, then back to Jasmine. It was a fair distance between the two of them. Leaping it would be the fastest option. A single bound and she’d be in the blonde’s face...but on a fixed trajectory with little means of defending herself. On the flipside, she could charge and be ready to move, but by the time she got close she could have taken too many finger blasts for it to be worth it, and left Jasmine with ample time herself to create a harsher gap between them...the Oni recognized her weaknesses, and they frustrated her further.
But a little tenacity could go a long way.
“Right...you asked for it…!”
Getting her body low, her fingertips touching the soil beneath her, Mia grit her teeth, her body bulking further, the shoulder-stitching of her shirt strained by the broadening of her shoulders, tearing miniscule holes at weaker points of the stitching. She put her heels deep into the earth, and kicked into a harsh charge. She made first for a tree between her and Jasmine, rushing past it with a fist, slamming through the tree bark and decapitating the tip from the base. Following the flow of her fist, she spun about entirely, grasping the falling tree and hucking it like a javaline right towards Jasmine. Her charge briefly lost momentum, but began again once she was sure of her aim, reacting fast and charging before her thrown tree met it’s target.
Next she headed for an outcropped rock, looking to her javaline throw to at least provide her the time she needed to reach her next point. She came in low and stuck her hands into the earth, pushing her charge and her strength behind the rock and lifting it from the soil. Bigger than the rock that came before, too much for Mia to rely on it as a single projectile. From behind, with one hand steadying the rock, she slammed her fist across the top, the boulder acting as a shield as sharp shrapnel like projectiles fired from the top, shatterred by Mia’s fist, until finally, her arms joined in a single swing, came across what remained of the boulder, breaking the whole thing into chunks launched in the other blonde’s direction.
And finally, admittadly with a heavy breath thanks to the activity of her charge, she kicked from the earth, leaping to wherever Jaz had ended up in guarding or dodging her earlier attempts, lining up the shot with one hand, and prepared to strike down with the opposite fist.
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Apr 28, 2019 7:00:37 GMT -4
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Time had seemingly slowed as Jasmine watched and observed. Keen and as sharp as a hawk the blonde Yuuei student kept her eyes on the pro hero, attempting to analyze and predict what she was going to do next. The girl was an experienced and adaptable fighter - that was one of the many reasons she was able to make it as far as she did. The more she fought somebody, regardless of how strong they were, the better she’d become when facing off against them. Certain habits, attack patterns, the way their muscles moved and how they reacted to whatever it was Jasmine was trying against them - all of it was something Jasmine held deeply ingrained in her memory to be able to learn from.
This was no different when fighting against Mia either. There were now several occasions of them going head to head and this entire time Jasmine had been trying to analyze how Red Horn moved to be able to work on her own fighting style. As a result the lioness had a pretty good idea what meant what when those humongous muscles of hers contracted in one way or another, what a certain stance meant, what kind of attack she’d launch. It had become easier to understand and predict what she was doing, and while Mia had never before used the terrain against the younger blonde it wasn’t too hard to see it coming when it did.
The tree trunk being sent at her had definitely been a surprise but it wasn’t something unexpected given the situation. The situation wasn’t necessarily advantageous for Mia - Jasmine would win the ranged battle and while she wasn’t sure if she’d be strong enough to counter it the lioness had a hunch Mia knew she’d be able to react fast enough. Regardless, Jasmine kept watching and reacted quickly when the first three was slingshot towards her.
In her mind she ran through scenario after scenario of how to handle it but by the end decided to simply side-step the incoming attack. The fact the the wind pressure following the goddamn javelin flying by her was enough to make her brace lest she’d lose her footing was yet another reminder of how stupidly strong Mia was. Jasmine chuckled; she still had a long way to go. But she’d be damned if she didn’t prove herself.
Jasmine cursed under her breath when she noticed a fast volley of rocks heading right for her. Reacting as fast as she could the girl blasted herself backwards, trying to gain some distance from the incoming projectiles. No dice, she wasn’t fast enough to escape them. The best she could do was hide behind a tree, hoping to God the damn things wouldn’t break the tall and wide oak tree that was her only line of defense.
Before long the barrage had ceased, making her peek out of the corner… only to see Mia heading right for her. She could’ve tried dodging. Despite how abrupt it was Jasmine was confident in her own speed. But. There was always a but. She knew that this was it. If she wanted to prove herself, now was the only fucking time to do so. As such, the lioness stood her ground, lifting both of her arms up in an ‘x’ formation to defend.
The blow was swift and it was strong, so much so that Jasmine would go as far as to call it devastating. She felt it with her whole body but she kept hanging on. Her heels dug into the ground painfully but she still didn’t budge, nor move an inch from where she was standing. It hurt, but she managed to fully block a blow from Red Horn… and she could only grin up at her.
“That all you got?” She asked, moving in to attack back instantaneously. Her left arm immediately grabbed Mia’s wrist, maintaining a grip as strong as she could muster. Then she pulled back on her arm, attempting to get Mia closer to herself. And while all of this was happening, Jasmine cocked her fist back and attempted to punch her again, right in the same place her fist had landed before.
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Post by Mia Kearney on Apr 28, 2019 7:00:56 GMT -4
With the launch she made to push past the last bit of distance seperating them, Mia had kept a strong eye on Jaz as she’d been put on the backfoot for a moment. The Javelin of a tree was easy enough to dodge but seemed to absorb enough of her time to force her even further on the backfoot with the use of the rock shotgun blasts propelled by the force behind her fist. Eventually it had lead her behind a tree, and the red horned heroine was more than willing to punch through it if it meant landing a blow on the blonde dynamo herself.
Of course, she stepped out, cautious to check what was coming next and meeting the fiery eyes of the red horned heroine with her own. Mia was sure with her launch behind her and her strength she could finally get a blow out on her while she was caught even ever so slightly off guard, but where she’d expected the satisfaction of sending Jasmine tumbling through the dirt, she instead met her crossed guard with the blow of her punch. She still felt it, the pain that must have radiated through the smaller woman but...hot damn. She was still standing? Mia wanted to be impressed, and later she would be, but she stared at her own fist with a look bordering on disgust at the fact she couldn’t knock her down. Had she held back without realizing or-
Shit! No time to think! Here we go!
Feeling a tug on her forward arm she caught onto the incoming punch miles ahead of time. She wasn’t an analyst, at least not consciously. She couldn’t see patterns, the subtleties of muscle movement, but being a fighter all her life she could read enough without realizing to see what was coming. Rather than taking the blow to the gut this time, she caught it in her much larger palm, tightly grasping a fist around Jasmine’s own, the sting radiating through her palm but locking the two in their limbs for a brief moment.
She threw her other arm forward, yanking it free of Jasmin’s own grasp, and tightening up her whole arm, the muscle bulging further and her tusks more monstrously prodding over her top lip, she reared her elbow back across, looking to strike the pointed bone across Jasmin’s jaw, the thin fabric of her shirt likely doing little to impede the force of the blow, and the further bulking of her arm coupled with the sharp blow ripped the hinge of the sleeve loose entirely, forcing the sleeve to limply fall away once the blow was made.
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Apr 28, 2019 20:55:36 GMT -4
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The second Jasmine's fist was caught immediate dread washed over the lioness. The pain of her knuckles bruising against Red Horn's skin came only after the realization that she had fucked up. In what planet was an obvious frontal attack like the one she just performed a good idea against this towering monster of a woman?! Blocking one strike served to have Jasmine going ahead of herself and she was painfully aware of this fact when Mia ripped her other arm free of Jasmine's grasp almost as though the lioness' own strength paled in comparison. For all intents and purposes - it did.
Jasmine steeled herself as best she could for what was about to come next. Much like Mia, Jasmine had heaps of fighting experience in her resume and the follow-up wasn't hard to see even if she couldn't see the patterns and habits of her opponents. Holding a faster opponent in a death grip and serving out due punishment was the natural course of action to take. Hell, it was something Jasmine herself did against opponents much quicker than herself. The prime example was Darren - she had done the exact same fucking thing.
Her first instinct was to do the same thing as Darren did - use her superior speed to attempt a dodge. Anything to get out of the fucking counter-attack menacing enough that Mia's muscles bulged out enough to rip her fucking sleeves apart. But for the briefest of seconds, time froze.
No.
That wasn't it.
And that wasn't her.
Since when did her first thought become to run away? That question replayed itself in her mind several times over. Since when had Jasmine Noir become someone to avoid something bigger than her? What did she do when threats that made her seem minuscule in comparison came knocking at her door? Did she run? Fuck no. She stood her ground and beat it back even if that meant she'd get utterly destroyed in the process? Was it a smart idea? No. Hell no. Even she knew that in this situation this was neither a good idea nor something she should ever attempt. But if she didn't try... how would she know? Wasn't that the point of this entire fight? To test herself? To go beyond what she thought her current limits were and as a result reach new heights?
Yes.
That was it.
And that was her.
With new determination, Jasmine's eyes shone a bright vibrant crimson as she raised her left hand to attempt a block just in the nick of time. Through grit teeth she took the blow with a singular forearm. The force of the impact itself was enough to cause a shockwave to ripple in between them. Jasmine's heels dug even deeper into the ground, practically cracking parts of it in the process. She felt the impact ripple through her entire body, the cold sting making her groan out in pain as she struggled not to be blown away.
Her forearm... held. Granted it was injured and hurt like a motherfucker, but it held. It didn't break and it wasn't unusable anymore. Her own eyes widened at the result as her entire body, still bracing for further impact, relaxed for the briefest of seconds. She did it. Holy shit she did it.
A heavy breath left Jasmine's lips... lips that had curled upwards in a small smile. "Two in a row..." the girl breathed out as the tips of her hair began shimmering, transforming into a small golden flame.
Jasmine could barely feel her left arm after the impact with Mia's elbow; the whole appendage was shaking and had gone numb almost as though all blood had been drained on it. And don't even get her started on how it felt like Red Horn had cracked the bone in her forearm. Yet it was still usable. Her other hand was still firmly held by the pro hero and it didn't seem like she would let go any time soon... not to mention how it felt like Red Horn was going to fucking crush her entire fist.
She could use that to her advantage.
Using every single pain tolerance technique that she had learned, Jasmine very literally forced her left arm to move. Her hand once again gripped Mia's much larger forearm and forcefully spread both of the larger woman's arms apart. A wide grin on her face despite the searing pain in both of her appendages as she pushed one foot forward. She was hoping that Mia would've been caught off guard by Jasmine being able to both block Mia's attack and overpower her at the same time... using this brief window of opportunity to launch her forehead directly at the Oni's nose with everything she had.
Then, if the attack made contact and had the desired effect of dazing the pro hero, Jasmine would launch an explosion at her feet, sending her above Mia. Because the older blonde still had Jasmine's hand in her grip, she would make sure to let off a series of explosions to let go... and if that also worked and Jasmine went above the larger woman unimpeded, she'd flip in mid air to be able to land behind her, back to back.
She wouldn't give Mia a second to think. Her teeth grinding, boots digging into the ground, the blonde lioness would whip around as she brought both of her hands together and aimed them directly at Mia - whether it would be at her back or if Mia managed to turn around did not matter. What mattered was that Jasmine would release a heavy shotgun blast of an explosion point blank at her mentor, the attack itself so strong it would make Jasmine feel a searing hot sensation of pain coursing through her shoulders, also sending her flying backwards, right into the trunk of a random tree, cracking it upon impact. She'd gasp for air and later groan out in pain but quickly attempt to get back on her feet, glancing at Mia with a thirst for victory shining through her bright red irises.
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Post by Mia Kearney on Apr 29, 2019 3:59:39 GMT -4
With the impact of her elbow against what she briefly assumed must be the jaw of her protégé, a tinge of regret may have passed through the imposing blonde Oni. On the one hand, yeah, she knew full well that Jaz wanted her best and no less. To even offer the younger blonde ‘Red Horn Easy Mode’ would be an insult both to the girl and Mia’s own view of her little protégé’s worth. On the other hand…kid was a kid, and Mia knew her own strength better than anyone. Most people didn’t even get to experience the full power she could throw behind a punch, or in this case an elbow, and while she was sure Jaz could handle it to the point any decent quirker nurse could patch her up, she knew the girl would be feeling a blow like this for some time to come.
The tinge of regret faded quite quickly of course, as it should. Mia recognized it wasn’t her jaw that she’d impacted, but instead Jaz’s arm. Girl had some damn impressive reflexes she’d give her that, and the briefly monstrous energy that had been behind her elbow dimmed just a little in her eyes as she showed a hint of recognition and awe at how quick this kid was on their feet, and the fucking balls they had to block a blow from her rather than take the risk and dodge it. Kid was one hell of a fighter. Briefly Mia even thought she might be better than she was at the same age…briefly.
At the very least she could tell herself she didn’t have dedicated training to kick ass like this kid did at UA.
Her sharp red eyes hazed briefly, the blow she’d made with the damage radiating in her gut threatening to tip her over a certain edge she hadn’t crossed in a fair few years. Afterall, no one had challenged her enough to take her that far. They focused up however when she caught onto the flickering embers around the edge of Jaz’s hair, her brow quirking in the brief moment of respite the two had as they took their breath’s, a whisper of “That’s…new?” Passing through Mia’s lips before everything turned back into high gear.
Her palm still held Jaz’s fist in a death grip through sheer instinct and force of habit and little did she know she might come to regret it. Her brief moment of confusion had been taken advantage of and her arms were wrenched apart. Mia could overpower Jaz, sure. As strong as the kid was Mia was still the superior of the two in terms of sheer strength, even if only by a surprisingly small amount, but caught off guard by Jaz’s own tenacity and the odd fire-y effect of her golden hair, Mia found herself overpowered, and by the time she could react, her arms bulking to the point her sleeveless arm had veins pulsing through it, another blow took her by surprise.
Even with the pain radiating through the bridge of her nose as her head arched back from the impact, despite the rage she would be feeling in the face of any other combatant, Mia could only really think one thing.
Fucking damn was she impressed by the balls on this kid at that very moment.
The blow to the bridge of her nose further knocked her off focus, just in awe by the tenacity Jaz showed in every one of their actions. The blow at her feet that sent Jaz rocketing over her head unbalanced her a little as it shook the soft dirt beneath them both, and the explosions radiating from inside her own closed fist from Jaz’s hand made it easy enough for the other blonde to free themselves. Mia was back in the game now though, thrown off balance but firmly planting her feet back into the ground, she threw her arm back and turned hard and fast to face Jaz, her tusks prodding further over her top lip and her horn pushing further from her skull, to the point small veins had begun to radiate from it across her forehead. A guttural roar sounded from deep in her throat, not forced out like the roar of a lion, but instead head in the core like a tiger read to strike it’s prey.
A tiger that had just come face to face with a fucking grenade.
In the brief moment where the light exceeded the speed of the explosion itself, Mia’s eyes grew wide as she recognized the pain that was to come. She took it at one hell of an awkward angle, her body mid turn and striking her in the side while her stance was wear, a foot just about to leave the ground as she turned her hips. The explosion ripped across her body, and if Jaz thought the kickback was hard, hoo boy, did Mia wish they could trade places. Despite the bulk of her body as she neared a monstrous rage, she wasn’t tense and prepared to receive the attack. She was, effectively, a very bulky limp noodle in the face of this fucking grenade blast going off in her face.
While Jaz was lucky enough to just crack the trunk of a tree with her spine, Mia’s size and weight coupled with the force of the blast easily sent her ripping through a tree entirely, the force and angle of her collision even bringing the totalled tree to crash down upon her where her body fell. In the haze of agony crossing her skin, Mia felt the briefest sensation of shame that she’d left herself so open. Her body tightened and only seemed to heighten the sensation of pain she was feeling….and then it was replaced by elation. A chuckle rumbling through her throat and out through her. She wasn’t sure if the pain had just crossed that threshold or if she was genuinely just that impressed with Jaz’s work on her that she couldn’t help but feel good. Maybe a mix of the two, but mostly the latter….yet still. She wasn’t about to call it.
She was just seeing the tip of Jaz’s iceberg. Why stop now?
Her arm reared back across her chest, and with a hefty swipe of her arm the tree that had tried to crush her was sent flying across the forest, smacking into another hard enough to bring it down before skimming across the ground and settling at the base of a further tree. Mia slowly rose to her feet, the flannel shirt she’d been wearing falling apart at the scorched holes and leaving her body entirely, a few red scraps clinging to her white undershirt, the fibres having actually been melted into one another, and the white undershirt itself having been so burned across the side half of the fabric fell away, exposing her firm abs that seemed beyond what most body builders could even achieve at this point.
“Haaah…..haaa….ya know kid….” She reared her head back, rolling it along her shoulders, winding back up her right arm. Slowly, emenating from about her wrist, a red coating seemed to spread across her skin. It was a defensive response her body gave out in rare situations. Her already tough skin hardening just a little more. The red color spiralled up the side of her neck and seemed to spread across her torso enough that small hints of it crossed her abs. Her head slammed down forward, somehow even that seeming to make the wind about her quake with the force of her motions. The look in Mia’s eyes had the monstrous rage of an Oni mixed with the clear head of a determined combatant. She had no reason to go into full rage with Jaz. Heck if anything the fact she was so impressed with the kid had brought out something a little different in her, holding back the rage as she shifted into a stronger stance.
“It’s been a while since I’ve REALLY had to go all out….you ready to face the Demon?~” Her tongue crossed her lips, her muscles pulsing a little with the force she was exerting to maintain such a level of bulk and force, her breaths a little labored from the effort…but every inch of her eager and ready to go….!
(I would have started the offense in this post, but I already hit 1300 and I didn’t wanna waste so much potential EXP when the muse for this thread is SO HIGH. Sorry, hope it’s understandable.)
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