And so the fight finally began. And already, just like the wait beforehand, it seemed to be going slow; really slow. So slow in fact, that Tzenidaar decided the actually get some s**t done early by making a move himself.
Now, he didnt know if Stryphe was going to make a move at the exact moment he would, making this offenseive manuever a doubleteam attack, but he would take the liberty to get close fast.
Springing up off of his squat, legs pumping outwards as he leaned his body forward to blast out into the battlefield, he would busy himself downing the bottle of Jack's before lunging into the air, boosted with a burst of air from his wings as he would land somewheres around six or seven feet in front of Peppa, dropping the empty bottle in midair. This distance was an estimate based on Peppa's walking speed. If he tried to dash forward, he'd probably get stomped on from the discending man, because he was actually moving relatively quickly. And even if he was fast enough to get past Tzenidaar's landing area first, then he'd have to deal with being flanked by two people; one in front, one behind. Also if he felt so inclined to moved to the sides, then Tzenidaar would simply land and turn to face him either way.
If it would be assumed that he was trying to come crashing down with an empty bottle over the man's head, then that would be surprising that he didnt, as it may have been an obvious choice, as empty bottles break much easier than full bottles, for there is little to no additional resistance to fill the space to resist impact. So, he would be doing something else, and maybe Peppa would have taken a little shock from the obvious motion Tzenidaar made to enter the area as quickly as he can and get to the man to perform his offensive assist.
Now, as he landed with his legs bending to absorb the impact, his body would lean back slightly as he would take a sharp inhalation of breath, the tips of his skeletal wings pressing against the floor to add to his balance and hold him upright, because if your legs are bent like his would be from a high landing, and you try to lean back, your balance wouldnt be too great eaither. Plus, he had imbibed quite the amount of alcohol beforehand. The stuff was in his system, and it was no wonder he didnt move all too straight when getting to the field, not to mention his view that the fight was moving way too slow. Because alcohol affects thought processes and rationality like that.
Speaking of alcohol, it was pretty clear that he spent a lot of time drinking, even drinking while performing the leap. And drinking before the fight announcement began. And drinking while heading towards the open rooftop arena. Hell, anyone would clearly tell that he had been drinking for a long a time. He even sort of smelled like alcohol. This wasnt actually because he drank so much that he was st face annihilated, but actually because he broke one of the bottles and spilled the contents all over himself while traversing the hallway to the field, as noted when he swore loudly before kicking open the door.
So, a whole bunch of alcohol in his system, plus taking a large breath as he leaned back? Many spectators would already be second guessing his assault, as they would have previously noted that he had some sort of ability involving fire. And alcohol is an extremely flamable liquid. One thing fire needed was fuel. So the obvious answer would be that he'd blow out a gout of flames from his mouth. Peppa would have roughly around half a second to register, think, and the react to the action just before his body would stop leaning back and tilt back forward. That is, assuming that he knew something about Tzenidaar's ability to use fire, whether he looked at the results from the last match where he had given the captain of team Ryugin severe burns, heard rumours, or whether he had seen him in action firsthand.
Would he figure out the attack just in time to leap back and avoid it in time, as moving to either side or up into the air would prove to be a very effective form of defense for if Tzenidaar was blowing fire from his mouth, all he really had to do was follow the man with his face to light him up.
Or maybe he would charge the chimera to make his own attack, thinking that if he could interrupt his attack first, he'd be saved from it at the expense of a yellow card for attacking an offensive striker.
Or maybe he just wouldnt be able to move in time after realising what would happen and would cover up, trying to block as much of the damage as possible.
But, whatever Peppa decided to do, if he, like everyone else who tried to stay one step ahead of the action, as it was doubtful anyone would stand there and let someone hit them with an unknown attack, it wouldnt matter.
Tzenidaar's body moved forward, keeping his sights on the man. He didnt blow a gout of flames, much to the disappointment of the spectators which were sure this is what he would do. Instead, his legs would begin to pump upwards. From a crouched position, slightly leaning forward, was he getting ready to pounce forward to get in close and strike the man?
Or if Peppa had moved forward some more, he'd be in a perfect position to do a rising uppercut.
Either way, whatever Peppa would expect, he could expect one thing if he was watching Tzenidaar, whose right eye flashed a bright blood red colour even as he began to rise, indicating the was performing a SPECIAL move of sorts.
However, given the distance between the two, after a possible surprise fake-out from the breath, Peppa may just be in the motion of making his initial defense as this would happen. He just might suddenly make a sloppy shift in defense to adjust to the feint.
Only he wouldn't be struck, just like the two other times where attack could have come, if he was an alert fighter, he'd be faced with another feint once again. Three altogether for the quick mind of a fighter to try and register and counter in a tiny timeframe given the total amount of time a fight may occur.
So, what the hell was he going to do? The flash of his right eye already gave away his intentions as clear as day. He was going to do something just then, but what was it?
His body straightened as his right arm flew into the air vertically, his left arm snapping around his front to cross over the his right side even as he rose. And when he stood upright, leaning forward slightly on his right side, his left hand would clasp on his right bicep as his right fist, held up vertically would have the back of the fist pointing towards Peppa.
And as for the breath he took, he let out a mighty proposition of SUPER proportions, possibly even EPIC if the spectators would deem so, TAUNTing the man on the other team before him in a STRYPHE-like fashion.
"SCREW YOU."
And thus, the drunken Tzenidaar would perform his offensive striker, a mighty SUPER TAUNT before he would leave the fighting zone. Rapidly giving out false intentions which people would assume were feints before he would attack the unprepared man with an offensive remark within the span of four or five seconds or so, give or take, while the remaining time he would take to prolong the syllables of the words and retreat.
The black coffin dropped to the floor, and he bent down beside it to slide the lid off. From inside he removed one item: a guitar with a strap. He slid the coffin lid back into place and took a seat on the edge of it, resting the guitar in his lap with his head hung low; the fingers of his left hand grasping at air for a few moments as his knuckles popped and realigned themselves.
Ooooooooh.