[BATT]WHITEWAAASH [Akkira+Zeylla]

[artificial bones]

HP: 17/20

Zeylla couldn't hold it back any more. After Akkira's horribly frustrated comeback she just couldn't hold it in. The strange tingling in her chest, the air pressing in her throat, and then suddenly.

She laughed. It was loud, sharp and obviously never used, but it was a laugh all the same. A hard 'HAHAHA' that echoed through the alley way. And once she started, she couldn't stop. And it didn't help that Akkira literally chucked her sword in a fit of rage. It was too comical, this fight. Too much fun! Zeylla would have to think about this later after Leechmom had finished with her, and she felt that she wouldn't regret this battle.

She pulled herself from her bent over, dying of laughter, position and cleared her throat with one final chuckle. It was getting serious now, and she tried really hard to put on a serious face(again, did it matter?) and dropped her broomstick with a clack. Fists it was then!

She shifted her position and smiled her toothiest grin yet, "If you're serious now, then come get me!" she hooted, another chuckle tinting her words with unusual laughter.

saihen

AND THE REAL FIGHT BEGINS

 

[Blasphemoose]

HP: 8/20
Adept Support trinket type A: 2/2 roll 1d4. On a 1, or 2, heal another troll by a quarter of their max hp, on a 3 or 4 heal them by their max hp 2x per battle.
Ghost command: 1/2 auto hit on this attack, also removing from max hp count,


4 damage


The laughter did nothing but fuel Akkira's rage, the quips THIS TROLL. Akkira had to take her down, had to teach her a lesson. She focused intently on the sounds that were made, singling them out from the sounds of the storm. She adjusted her foot so that it would act as a spring as she bent her leg, Akkira balled her hand into a fist and launched herself into a sprint.

Her fist was low and she aimed upward, rather than an uppercut though it rammed into Zey's stomach. "Hey, would you look at that.... I got you," Came the cool response from the redblood, suddenly her nerves felt less shot and her fury turned into heightened senses.

"You may have got the upperhand because I was stupid enough not to read my surroundings, but you're going to choke on that smugness," The redblood said with a scowl.

stringency

 

[artificial bones]

HP: 13/20

She would never admit it, but Zeylla had not exactly been expecting such a solid hit. The air couldn't have left her lungs faster, and she bent over Akkira's fist as the other troll spoke. And Zeylla realized her opponent was right. She was being smug, she was letting the excitement of the fight get to her, and instead of thinking with her head she was thinking with her fists.

As she stumbled away from Akkira, clutching her stomach as the pain pulsated outward from the punch, Zeylla's smile did not reappear, and instead the serious facade she was so commonly known for slipped back into place. She took a deep breath and carefully straightened herself. Her ribs were still sore from the fight with a yellowblood she had recently encountered, and she berated herself for being so open.

"I'd like to see you do it again,"

She finally stood straight, but instead of attacking, chose to brace herself and bait the redblood with another taunt; waiting calm and focused once again on Akkira's next attack.

saihen

 

[Blasphemoose]

stringency

HP: 8/20
Ghost command: 1/2 auto hit on this attack, also removing from max hp count,

"Of course you would, you're eager to eat dirt, though I'm surprised that's the case," From a blueblood, usually it was lowbloods that ate dirt. But whatever, she wasn't going to bring up class again quite yet. Currently she was feeling a lot of pride in herself

Akkira's last move before the blueblood got too far away was to give her a slap, unfortunately for Akkira, Zey's jump put her just out of range of a fullblown five finger discount and it instead only just barely landed any sort of blow on her opponent, but the damage had been done and now she was well within the reaches of the blueblood.  

[artificial bones]

HP: 12/20

Zeylla was quiet naive to the stereotypes of the hemospectrum, so the finesse of her opponents insult flew over head, but she did understand the snark in her tone. And along with clearly reading her snarkiness, Zeylla also saw right through the other trolls body language, and easily dodged the slap swung her way, or at least the majority. The tips of the redbloods fingers clipped her cheek, and she found herself thankful she had dodged.

And then as quick as Akkira had come at her, Zeylla leaped in, grabbing Akkira by her jacket and using all the force she had in her to take the other troll down to the ground with momentous force.

"Look who's the dirt eater now!" she taunted, a glint of play flashing again in her eyes.

saihen

boop

 

[Blasphemoose]

HP: 3/20
Ghost command: 0/2 auto hit on this attack +1, also removing from max hp count,


6 damage

How much pride could one troll hurt? Turns out, that is actually a lot. Between her collision with the ground and the embarrassing way that this snotty highblood had taken her down, Akkira was speechless. She couldn't bring herself to say anything or do anything for more than a few minutes. Dazed and breathless Akkira got to her feet. She could hear whispering around her, a flurry of ghostly activity. She could feel an energy of some kind leaching from her, as this happened ghostly figures started to appear and fly at Zeylla very quickly.

Akkira, not exactly aware of the ghosts around her aside from their ghastly whispering, charged at Zaylla and body slammed into her. "Bottom Feeders have to eat after all!" She shouted in triumph. She pinned The blueblood down and grinned down at her.

stringency

;D

 

[artificial bones]

HP: 6/20

For the second time in the fight, something odd began to happen around the other troll. Zeylla was both curious and worried as she felt forces moving about her, distracting her from the redblood as she tried to figure out what was going on. Was the other troll doing this? Was it really Zeylla's luck to keep picking fights with trolls who had access to amazing powers? It was really starting to all seem slightly unfair.

"OOF!" she cried out as Akkira brought her back to focus with a solid body slam, the force of the smaller troll knocking air, again, out of her lungs as she felt back onto the ground. She couldn't quite articulate a good come back while catching her breath, but she could buck and wiggle, which she did vigorously until Akkira's grip on her loosened enough for the greyblood to swat a hand out and half push half swat the redblood away. She quickly attempted to scramble to her feet and mocked, "Well bottom-feeder, we need to get you on a better diet, if you plan on ever beating anyone you'll need more strength then those scrawny arms can give!" she ended with another sharp bark of unused laughter and ignored the fact that the redblood was definitely far from weak, as her poor ribs could attest to. But Akkira didn't need to know that.

saihen

ZEY IS A SHITTALKER

 

[Blasphemoose]

saihen

HP: 1/20
Ghost command: 0/2 auto hit on this attack +1, also removing from max hp count,


4 damage

Akkira wasn't sure what happened, it was like the rage she felt suddenly exploded. Her brain stopped working and she headbutted Zeylla with all her might. "Like you know s**t about my diet," she shouted and proceeded to kick at the coldblood's legs. "How about you bite your tongue maybe then you'll get an idea," this was no longer just fun and games, she wanted to hurt this troll. She wanted this troll to go down she wanted this strength for herself.

She felt strong need to grasp hold of whatever it was that Zeylla had, what intangible force was compelling Akkira to get the upper hand while feeling completely conquered. NO! she couldn't be conquered, not by anyone, she was the conquerer!

stringency

 

[artificial bones]

HP: 2/20

How many times was she going to get the air knocked out of her by this little feisty troll!? Zeylla groaned loudly as the redblood headbutted her, and stumbled back just far enough to come under assault as Akkira began kicking at her legs. Zeylla felt her body tiring with each blow, legs tensing and clenching against the onslaught of blows. Goddamn it, that hurt! And it seemed her little battlebuddy was no longer enjoying the way things were going. She seemed more primal with each kick, more desperate to make each hit count. Zeylla knew instantly what that meant; she was close to done. These were the last throws of a dying beast, the final struggle was at hand!

Zeylla began blocking Akkira's kicks with the best precision her tired and worn body could muster, waiting for her opening. When it came, she stepped in close, catching Akkira's swinging leg and holding it tight under one arm as she closed space between them. Her other arm wrapped around the redblood's back like they were about to dance, twisting Akkira's clothing into her fist. She leaned in close and mockingly taunted, "The way you leave yourself open makes me think you want to lose," not that she had been too open, but again Zeylla wasn't going to let her know that- where would the fun be in that? The greyblood gave one last chuckle before taking Akkira to the ground one last time, using her own body to add to the momentum of her throw as she pressed Akkira face-first into the ground. She could hear the air as it was knocked out of her opponents lungs, and before she could retaliate, the greyblood wrapped an arm around her neck, putting her into an efficient chokehold. Zeylla held her in the lock for a moment, until she could feel the exhaustion coming off the other troll, and knew she could go no longer. She let Akkira go and stood up, brushing herself off(and trying to act like she wasn't just as tired as the redblood) and casually stating, "It's over, you've lost. Do you accept, or must I knock you out before this is over?" she had no interesting in doing so, as she would much rather go find somewhere to get a drink and tend to her own injuries, but if she had to she would.

saihen