DATASS vs Make Waves [Page 2]

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Table of contents
  1. Tres Ecstuffuan
  2. Spooky Mittens
  3. stillnohero
  4. Fierach
  5. Spooky Mittens
  6. Fierach
  7. Trexasle
  8. Justus D Spencer
  9. stillnohero
  10. Tres Ecstuffuan
  11. Narcissa Nahara
  12. Better Than Gore
  13. Trexasle
  14. stillnohero
  15. Justus D Spencer

1Tres Ecstuffuan

The curtain fell. Suddenly the Stone queen was alone. The air was cold and dry, the long hall was eerily silent. She could still smell the scent of new clothing, as she had been lead through the Magicians shop. Her eyes had been transfixed on the numerous curios and oddities illuminated in rustic candlelight. For that reason she could not recall the face of the attendant after the curtain had closed behind her.

The short hairs stood up on the back of her neck, with platinum blonde hair done up in a short mohawk. Sapphira Ecstuffuan was a young athletic woman, short but thick with muscle that glistened in the candlelight of the hall. Her physique was practical, that of a person who worked for a living and who liked to eat, appealing, in its way. As tough as she looked though even she looked unsettled by the long hallway. Such knew that spirits could find themselves trapped in such places. Despite her age she had walked the planes and knew the truth of such things.

At the end of the long hallway was a mirror. In it she saw that oblivion was at her back, a darkness so palpable that it seemed to reach out with desperate grasping hands. Though unsettled, the Stone Queen walked forth, eager to engage whatever opponent this strange arena held for her. Along the hallway were doors, whose handles reflected the light of the hall. As she made her way through the narrow hall, her hand brushed against a door handle.

When the door snapped open and black hands lunged out towards her, she was taken off guard. Yet still she managed to struggle against them. They would find the Stone Queen to be difficult prey as she wrestled against the many black limbs. *"What in the ********! Argghhhh!"*, Try as she might though Sapphira would be pulled in by the hands through the door frame. The door would slam close behind her and once again the hall would be silent...

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pfhh!

Suddenly the Stone Queen would be vomited forth from one of the door frames in the far end of the room away from the growing darkness. She landed in a crouch and rose to her feet with a look of surprise as she gazed down at her outfit. *"Oh s**t!"*, she said as she took in the white Karate Gi. The heavy white fabric felt familiar on her pale skin. It was similar to the Gi she wore while she trained with Sieg Ecstuffuan in the Lu-Bu dojo. She recalled fond memories of Grandfather and while that training was some of the hardest she ever endured, it formed the core of her strength.

"This ones for you papa"

With an resolute expression on her face she pulled on the belt to tighten it against her waist. She then took an orthodox boxers stance and watched at the end of the hall for her opponent.

2Spooky Mittens

Gustave Aodhart: Sticking In. Post 2/20

James chose the press the attack. That suited Gustave just fine. The strike came from above, a slightly angular downward cut with James using his left hand positioned up the spine of his weapon to increase his leverage. This blow would be solid and strong, but it didn't matter. His target was so well guarded that Gustave barely even had to move to defend himself.

His left arm lifted slightly, contacting James sword with the front tip of his shield on the left side of the sword. The nodachi would strike the slightly curved face of the shield near the top corner first, and the way the shield was held created a nice gradient or ramp for the path of the blow to follow. If James couldn't stop himself the ultimate destination of his sword would be somewhere near Gustave's hip about a foot to the right.

Gustave set his left foot into motion as he saw the beginning of James' cut coming into being. By about the time James got his hand onto the back of his nodachi, Gustave would be halfway through his passing left-foot step. His right foot turned on the heel, pointing his toes to the right. He would plant his left foot down with his toes also turned to the right slightly. During this movement his left arm would be working, performing that wrap-around strike from his shoulder and aiming to sink the head of his mace into James' jaw on the left (James' right).

Gustave didn't have to cover a whole lot of distance, so the passing step with his left leg was offset to the side a bit, more of a circling step than an advancing one. For James to have delivered his strike he had to be a certain distance from Gustave, and because of the way it was given with his left hand up his blade, he shortened the actual length of said blade to about three and a half feet. His right hand still gripped the tsuka of his nodachi, obviously, so he had to reach across his body as his left foot was in the lead now, further reducing his reach beyond the effects of his left hand shift. Even with only two feet of reach on his mace, the combination of his forward step and the length of his arm gave Gustave a measure of about six feet.

So what did his mace strike actually look like? Well, his arm would bend just slightly on approach, bringing the head of the mace in line with his target. His arm would roll in the process, his knuckles curling from pointing to his outside line, to pointing forward and down. A bend at the wrist accelerated his mace head slightly, adding a little extra power to the relatively short distance the mace had to travel. James would be able to see the blow coming of course, and if he was seasoned and perceptive, he would be able to recognize that Gustave wasn't using a whole lot of strength to deliver this strike. Rather, he was letting the head of the mace do almost all of the work, possibly with the intention of arresting his follow through and coming back at James if the Daemonslayer dodged.

Mechanical Stuff Wrote:

> Arcane Power: 2 > > Gain: 1 > > Loss: 0 > > > > Spell Cast: Cooldown Finished, Nuttin cast.

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Fierach Wrote:

3stillnohero

When he turned to run back down the hall from which he entered, Leon would see the short, brawny Knight before him, blocking his passage, sealing his embarrassment just by showing up when he did. Inhaling in through the nose and out through the mouth, he controlled his breathing, continuing to jog in place where he stood. His body drenched in the sweat of his morning run. Sporting a white v-neck tee, a pair of black running shorts, and a a pair of black and white low top Chuck's; He carried his trusty halberd in his right fist about mid shaft.

**"Yo! You my opponent this round?"

H**e chimed as he continued to jog in place, wishing to keep his heart rate up, his adrenaline pumping. While his weapon was in great condition, and he had completely recovered from his round one fight, Jinsoku's armor was in need of some attention before he could wear the whole half suit into battle once more. So for now he sufficed to show up without any of it. Fortunately, this round was set in a stage that was more or less close quarters. His pole arm could certainly turn to disadvantage if the opponent could convince him to make even a single mistake. On the contrary, if he failed to disrupt Jinsoku once the momentum got flowing, he would find the limited space of this hallway convenient.

Trexasle Wrote:

4Fierach

The reason James shortened his grasp was because it gave him greater control over his weapon, having placed his hands closer to the center of the nodachi. Hooking his thumb around the dull backend of the blade provided him with the leverage to stop the sword strike on a dime, and slam the end hilt of his sword up into the mace, right under the weapon's blunt head. It was reminiscent of certain polearm or staff techniques if Gustave knew any,

Using the length of his nodachi, which was now roughly horizontal, to press against and mark both Gustave's shield with the blade and the mace with the hilt, James would then swiftly flick his right arm out, to batter away the mace with his fist on the hilt of the nodachi, before taking a large step in on his right side, torquing his body in to swing the end hilt of Amaterasu into Gustave's throat from his right side. It would be quite a debilitating blow if it connected. Naturally, James's left hand closed around the blade of Amaterasu and pulled it back to help fuel this strike. All said, it was two quick, compact motions, followed by a strike that might give the Daemonslayer a large advantage if it connected.

Energy System:

+1 (+1 passive)

9/15 Cap

5Spooky Mittens

Gustave Aodhart: Time to play. Post 3/20

So Gustave felt his mace connect, but with the tsuka of James' nodachi rather than his jaw. That was fine. It didn't much matter, because James' followup had already been prepared for. The main reason Gustave hadn't stepped directly in, and rather placed his left foot to the side was in the case that James went for a rushdown maneuver like this one.

James was a strong and athletic fighter, this much was for certain, but he was skipping several steps in trying to engage with Gustave. Namely, he was doing nothing at all to control that shield, and if he couldn't stop Gustave from moving his right arm somehow, he was never going to get past it.

His defense worked out for him, and Gustave's mace was deflected off the tsuka of his nodachi. James then moved his right hand off, pinching the weapon in his left hand. For a split second, Gustave could feel this both in the feedback from his mace hand through the handle of the mace, and the feedback through his shield hand and the pressure from James' sword against it. In both areas the pressure significantly lessened, and without even thinking he acted by shoving his right arm forward and into James' weapon and eventually his leading arm. By turning his right arm just slightly he would place the face of his shield into superior position over James' sword and hopefully provide access to pressing into James' left arm.

If James hadn't lost his grip, and he still stepped in with his right foot, Gustave just pulled his left foot back and turned at his toes the other way. He turned his torso slightly, driving his shield further into the way of James' kashira strike and ensuring it wouldn't be able to reach Gustave's neck or face. Gustave stepping outside the line forced James to step further to the right than he would normally have had to, so when Gustave pulled back he would increase the distance that James' right arm would have to travel to deliver that strike, and it would ultimately miss without another step.

If this event occurred, Gustave would just reset his position as he had begun, this time with his back to a doorway.

Mechanical Stuff Wrote:

> Arcane Power: 3 > > Gain: 1 > > Loss: 0 > > > > Spell Cast: Nuttin'.

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Fierach Wrote:

6Fierach

The two men jockeyed for positioning, the heater shield proving to remain a significant obstacle as Gustave pressed forth across himself and maneuvered, blocking James from reaching the man's head and neck with his hilt strike.

Letting go of Amaterasu with his left hand to press back against the overbearing shield, James arrested his turn in forcibly, pushing off his right foot now, and against the shield to shift it ever so slightly out of position as he spun away to his right (and keep Gustave's attention focused up top), retreating two steps.

Gustave's heater shield was not large enough to cover his entire body, while James's nodachi was lengthy enough to threaten him from head to toe. With the hilt strike being up by his head, naturally the tip of the nodachi was hanging somewhere below Gustave, to his right, and with his own shield blocking the way, he would be hard-pressed to catch the movement of the sun-kissed blade flashing up as James angled it to cut a gouge across his opponent's right thigh. The more vertical and compact James kept Amaterasu to him only increased the speed of his retreating twist.

It would not be a deep cut, but first blood was first blood, if it was successful. James would assume a new stance, roughly seven feet away, his back against the wall opposite Gustave, his weapon pointed downwards, edge out, with the hilt and his right hand up by his head and left hand balancing itself back under the blade's dull backend before him.

Energy System:

+1 (+1 passive)

10/15 Cap.

7Trexasle

/align][Leontias Métaliene](https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/324149422768259073/510087477822881799/image0.png)

Location: Some kind of Magic shop?

"Yo! You my opponent this round?"

That stopped Leon in his tracks. He stood perfectly still at the moment, ignoring the current state of dress in the room. It would seem that he would have no time to run away. It was time to perform, He looked down at his current state of wear and snarled. It certainly didn’t suit his style, and damn sure wasn’t going to compliment him as he played, but Beggers cannot be choosers. The last thing any good performer would do is stop a show because something didn’t go their way. Bad wear or not, he had to go on stage and he had to give a show.

He turned around, flipping his flamboyantly pink dyed hair. Before shaking his hair wildly as if he was flaunting the stying of it.

“Oh I’m ready.”

His guitar suddenly appeared in his hand and he gave a monstrous grin. He took a quick look around and realized the close proximity of the fight, He would struggle to keep the distance, but seeing who he was going up against he would still need to, maybe it was possible to use the small room and area around him as an advantage? His stage certainly wasn’t to his liking, but he had to make the most with what he had.

“What about you?”

stillnohero Wrote:

8Justus D Spencer

Escaped Convict...

KARNE DIVIL...Escaping His Past

Chapter 1

Magician Lucillien Dark's Enchanted Fashion Outlet...le sigh

Crackling static raised the mage's brow as his gloved hand brushed against the curtain. Distinct abnormalities in the ebb and flow of ambient magics observed by Karne's 6th sense informing him of reality's fluctuation. Emerging beyond the veil, a pristine hall extended beyond expectations. A candle lit hallway with a deep purple carpet resting upon a distinct hardwood floor, lined with ten evenly divided doors on either side. The logic defying hall, ending in a floor to ceiling mirror. "Magicians.." Karne scoffed, barely refraining from spitting.

The curtain dropped to the floor, the doorway absent from sight...replaced by a dead end. The mage frowned, admittedly surprised by this turn of events. His discomfort coming from his inability to foresee this outcome and the precedent that set, rather then the prospect of being sealed within the shop's back room. Shifting his gaze ahead, Karne caught a reflection in the distance mirror. A curious image that raised the mage's brow.

He swung around to face the wall once more, a inky black spot seeping out of the wall. The mage was intrigued. A hand, dressed in white leather rose from the mage's side, extending an index finger and jabbing the ink.

Tiny black hands forming from the inky substance and clinging to the fingertip of the mage's gloved hand. Mischievous intent flooding Karne's magical senses, as the inkling began to grow. A spark of magic erupted from the mage's finger, breaking the grasp of the inky substance and allowing the mage to withdraw his hand, glove still in possession. Already acknowledging the annoyance of the growing black shadow, Karne stepped away, exhaling dismissively. "pffft"

Leaving the creeping black behind, the mage approached nearest door to his left. Hand resting upon the frame, the mage avoided contact with the handle. He had been treated to enough oddities due to these passageways, no longer would he continue on so carelessly. Magic similar to the curtain's fabric and the grasping black traveled through the door's wood fibers. Suggesting to Karne the doors lining either side of the hallway carried properties of a gate. Removing his hand from the door, the mage returned both hands to the deep pockets of the drill weaved trench coat. At the current time, there was zero intention in indulging curiosity with the shop's...unorthodox doors.

Having once dismissed the shadow in the corner of his eye as a stray hair, the mage had come to realize he wasn't alone. Across the hall, a female dressed in a white Karate Gi took a boxer's stance. Presumably in preparation of the arrival of a challenger, the mage.

Lips twisting into a small smile, Karne retained his casual stance, hands comfortably pocketed in the dark trench coat. "Pardon my boldness, but I would rather skip the formalities" the pale man declared, the air around him turning a grayish blue. [45/55]

9stillnohero

[1]

**"!?"

A** guitar? The appearance of which told him his opponent was a conjurer, even if he could only summon an instrument, perhaps more than one. Immediately he assumed that this guy likely used some form of music magic. General casting, sound manipulation, vibration manipulation, sonic wave generation...There were several possibilities to consider. Regardless of how he thought the opponent operated, there was only one way to find out. Still jogging in place, Jin could feel the darkness creeping from beyond him. Likewise he felt the temperature drop just a tad. Without looking over his shoulder to actually see what was happening, Jinsoku began to jog down the hall towards his opponent.

**"I am Sir Jinsoku Hayanusa, Knight of the Order of Force Majuere!"

G**iven the stage set for this round of the tournament, his options were limited. This however was not necessarily a bad thing considering his initial training instilled in him the art of simplicity. Not to mention Jinsoku felt right at home, a lot like his old days of amateur fighting. Granted, in those days he didn't have the tools of the trade he now possessed. Weapons, his missing armor, powers, formal training...No. All he had back them were his fists and his feet. At this rate Leon had a moment to take the initiative before Jinsoku was upon him! Otherwise he would be met with a an initial two handed strike from the Knight. His left hand came to grasp the shaft above the right one, only for the right to slide down the length of it to the end. Once in his striking range, Jinsoku would break the ice with a proper thrust, aiming the top spike of the weapon's head at the left pectoral of Leon, the ax head angled to at the right hip of Leon.

Trexasle Wrote:

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Justus D Spencer Wrote:

> Escaped Convict... > > KARNE DIVIL...Escaping His Past > > > > Chapter 1 > > Magician Lucillien Dark's Enchanted Fashion Outlet...le sigh > > > > > > Lips twisting into a small smile, Karne retained his casual stance, hands comfortably pocketed in the dark trench coat. "Pardon my boldness, but I would rather skip the formalities" the pale man declared, the air around him turning a grayish blue. [45/55]

______The way Kharne played with the darkness at his back and took care not to make contact with the door. Sapphira suspected that her opponent knew what this place was all about, likely a lot better than she did. The trench coat, she had to assume, was hiding something. She never trusted people who wore those. They were popular among the cutters in the City of Doors. Almost always they held dangerous implements that the owner knew how to employ.

_____Her left hand dropped to reach inside the jacket of her Gi. Kharne would note as the sleeve pulled up on the left arm, that the arm was not composed of the smooth flesh that made up the rest of the woman's body, but instead smooth concrete like stone that moved and shifted like any other limb. She produced a small stone that glittered in the candlelight of the hallway. With a flick of her thumb she popped the stone into the air which fell eventually into her mouth. The stone queen chewed the hard piece of mineral and as she swallowed, the entirety of her flesh would rapidly change its hue from pale milky white, to a hard flaky grey that shimmered as she moved not unlike the rock she just consumed.

_____With her preperation done, she began to close the distance with careful shuffling steps that did not at any point disrupt her footing. Her intent was to close into striking range. She watched the opponents chest, wondering if he was going to remove his hands from his pockets. If he didn't, by the time she got into striking range, she would act...

PP: 30

Earth Charge: 0 [+1]

Rock Candy: 11 [-1]

Earth Charge Wrote:

> Sapphira possesses the inborn ability to absorb earth minerals through her flesh and store them in her body. She requires physical contact with earth, soil, rock or concrete which means she may be at a disadvantage in some stages. This material can be used to manifest certain Psi-Onyx powers. She can hold a maximum of six charges of earth material in her body, representing a general composition of earth minerals flowing through her bloodstream. Each Earth Charge increases her virtual weight by 60 pounds. > > > > With each Earth Charge absorbed Sapphira's body takes on gradually more stone like qualities. At zero charges, her flesh is indistinguishable from normal human flesh. At six charges, her flesh appears to have the same texture as mountain rock. With each charge, she becomes slower and heavier, reducing her speed, and reaction speed by a noticeable degree (5%). However, she also becomes stronger and tougher, as if putting on 25 more pounds of muscle and increasing her strength and durability by a maximum of 50% at 6 charges. > > > > Naturally her body will attempt to release extraneous earth material from her body in the form of gaseous dust that sloughs away from her skin. After three post without charging, Sapphira will lose one earth charge. Gaining an Earth Charge requires one post per charge, in which Sapphira must be touching the ground with exposed flesh (hands, bare feet, etc). Gaining a charge requires only about two seconds of time.

Consume Earth Wrote:

> Sapphira can draw sustenance by consuming earth minerals and rocks. The more precious the stone the more power she can draw from the material. Sapphira must consume and swallow the rock or stone. Rock and Stone breaks down in Sapphiras mouth allowing her to eat it comfortably without hurting herself. Eating a precious stone mineral will allow Sapphira to gain 1 Earth charge. Sapphira requires 15 seconds, or 2 post, to digest this material and therefore can only gain an earth charge this way once every 2 post. She also physically needs to eat the material, which can make her vulnerable.

11Narcissa Nahara

[3]

Rou's shoulderblades were flush against his ribs, as he coiled his arm around her throat like a Burmese python about to squeeze the life out of it's prey-- but Marcus toyed with his food. Rou's hands grasped at his forearm, nearly as thick as a trunk, decorated by the snakeskin tattoo that she'd conscripted him to get nearly a year ago; it was a promise unfulfilled.

"Six--" she rasped, straining a little as his grip tightened, proving more and more uncomfortable, "Can't we talk about this?" The Buxom Bandit pried at his arm with clawing nails, but his grip was tight, and his concentration focused.

"No?" she squeaked out, complimented by the half a grin she could manage. Lifting her right leg, she stomped it down on Marcus' right instep, just enough to give her leeway. Rou reached for the crown of her head, tearing off the bunny ears the Shadow Helpers had placed on her, and slung it overhand at the nearest door.

Knock, and they will come.

The door burst open with a loud slam, before a dozen hands came darting from the darkness. All at once they'd ripped Rou out of Marcus' clutches, peeling his arms off of her until she came free, and withdrew her into the confines of the Quickchange Warp. The last thing Marcus would see was that wide, trademark smirk curved across her dark red lips.

A few moments later, Rou popped out of a door behind his left side, nearly 6 feet back, thrust out as if she were thrown, sporting some new duds.

In a ruffle of black fabric and a pristine white apron, Rou's feet had barely touched the ground before she reared back her right arm with a balled fist, summoning fire to her hand. Landing on the ground nearly made her skid, as the balls of her feet ground into the carpet in a wide stance. She pivoted, thrusting her right arm forward into a right hook, and the fire projected forward, aiming a baseball-sized fireball at Marcus' right shoulder blade.

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TURN 3

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Better Than Gore Wrote:

12Better Than Gore

That wasn’t very nice.

Using footwear as an advantage was definitely a new one, albeit the heel of said footwear, clever nonetheless. Without the help of their arena, Rou would have been in a very bad position. All it would have taken was Marcus to finalize his choke, via applying the necessary force required to make Rou take a nap, and of course, securing her back. Which would have come naturally to the grappler. Yet there he was, watching helplessly as the arena’s helping hands pried his opponent from him and into one of the many changing rooms. Spitting her back out sporting an entirely new outfit! Rou was now parading around in a maid outfit of the French variety. But more importantly, she took an all too familiar stance, firing yet another fireball in his general direction.

Marcus dove! Tucking as he did so to perform a roll. Rou’s fireball licked at his shoulder as he barely managed to avoid the brunt of it. His skin reddening from the warmth of the attack. But as he rolled, a mitochondria was promptly released into his bloodstream, targeting his right arm. Due to the motion of the action, it was unlikely Rou noticed his arm begin to transform unless she was paying very close attention.

Hopping to his feet once the roll concluded, Marcus kicked off the ground with his left foot and aimed to gain a bit of airtime. Using the momentum from his roll and the burst of his kick, his right arm came rocketing down in the form of a haymaker! Aiming to collide with his opponents face. If Rou had managed to narrowly avoid his attack, well, there was something laying in wait for her.

”Narcissa Nahara” Wrote:

Tres.

Insanity: 5/10.

[+1 Insanity for combat post, -1 Insanity for activation of ability Kraken’s Maw.]

13Trexasle

[Leontias Métaliene](https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/324149422768259073/510087477822881799/image0.png)

Location: Some kind of Magic shop?

Post 1

"I am Sir Jinsoku Hayanusa, Knight of the-“

“Skip the formalities, I have a hair appointment...”Leon Tapped his axe to the ground once, scoffed, and flipped his hair, the crinkly feeling of the aqua net laced hair felt awkward. He nearly cringed at the mere feeling of it. However, now would be the worst time to complain about a wardrobe malfunction of any measure. What was standing in front of him he expected nothing, he seemed pretty plain, unlike his last opponent who was at least honest in his bombast. It would seem that even at his least ready, he would have to be ready to perform.

And it seemed an interruption would come fast, as the two fist suddenly flew toward Leon. However, he stood still, only giving a bit of a grin. He then took a deep breath, before Letting out a massive scream.

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Unleashing a violent scream, the scream generates a high-pitched wail, this scream will generate winds at almost 200 MPH, pushing anything in from of the scream as far as 40 feet ahead. Mostly used as crowd control than anything significant to cause damage (Not that it couldn’t depending on what is in the trajectory of the victim).

The scream if not interrupted would easily push his opposition out of the way of him. The Near 200MPH winds would be overwhelming especially indoors, which is exactly what Leon was planning. The closed Venue that they currently stood in was going to get in his way, and he would need as much space as possible to work his magic.

stillnohero Wrote:

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When his opponent cut him off, he kept talking without pause, and without raising his voice. Likewise, he failed to repeat self after being interrupted. His advance came to fruition all the same. However, his advance was initially

halted before it became some form of a forced retreat. Jinsoku sensed the sonic activity as it transitioned to existence and was directed upon him. While he had no immunity to such an attack, Jinsoku had experience with the likes there of. He even boasted a few abilities that carried the same nature of attack. His ability to endure it better than most would come to no surprise. Still, the force was met with Jin suddenly dropping his weight as he planted his feet firmly upon the floor. With a down ward slash, Jinsoku used the ax head of his halberd as an anchor. While it wouldn't be a great amount, Leon might find some pleasure in seeing Jinsoku's brawny figure hunker down against the gale forces. A cut slowly tearing into the floors surface with a screech of defiance.

His eyes squeezed shut and he grit his teeth, tanking the forces directly considering his limited options of evasion. Sure he might have been able to laying fully prone, though he'd have been just as vulnerable as being flung back as Leon had hoped for. When the torrent diminished enough for him to achieve aim with the help of his Electrolocation, Jinsoku's mouth flew open not unlike Jared's. Instead of a sonic attack however, an orb of electricity accumulated before it. His eyes were open just in time for the orb to block his view and rapidly gain its max size; About as large as a beach ball, before sending it hurtling towards his opponent at approximately 75 mph.

It flew at less than half the speed of his opponent's previous attack, though it was arguably a tad more devastating.

Lifting his halberd, Jinsoku charged after the orb. This time with more speed. A run compared to the previous jog, yet not a sprint.

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Quote: Wrote:

> +.] [Passive] - Electrolocation: Jinsoku is extra sensitive to even the slightest electromagnetic fields and pulses. He is able to feel these vibrations and discern them to a clarity akin to how he perceives the world with his usual five senses; if not better. This ability is best when compared to echolocation in species such as dolphins.

Quote: Wrote:

> +.] [Active] - Lightning Strike: Jinsoku is able to conjure and mold electricity in the form of bolts or orbs of electricity. The bolts can jump and reach up to ten feet off of his physical form, as to where the orbs can be released and launched 20 ft as a projectile completely separate from the body. The bolt is faster at approximately 100 mph, the orb maxing out at 75 mph. (Instantaneous use, 2 Post Cooldown)

Trexasle Wrote:

15Justus D Spencer

Escaped Convict...

KARNE DIVIL...Escaping His Past

Chapter2

Shes a Brick House

Mana: 45/55

Spells in Preparation: Zero

Items Manifested: Zero

In contrast to his calm and casual appearance, livid emotions seeped out of the mage. Turning the air around him a grayish blue as it merged with the ambient magics. A visual representation of Karne's will and influence over the magic within himself and within the natural world. The transparent tinted mist expanded just sky of three feet from any given extension of the mage's form.

Whether through experience or a firm understand of magic, one with the gift to sense magic would be able to dismiss the mist for what it was, a display. Understanding the visual itself wasn't a threat. A clarity that would relieve the concerns of the shifty substance's presence.

The plain expression on Karne's face offered no insight into his thoughts. Offering his opponent nothing more then neutral face. Eyes peering deep, leaving the impression they were penetrating beyond the physical and searching beyond the hallway entirely. In truth, Karne was simply examining the unorthodox skin colouring and texture of the foreign woman. Her skin's earthly appearance after consuming the stone leading the mage's mind to ponder potential elements at play. Theorizing and conceptualizing served a purpose, but offered nothing....concrete. Karne would have to maintain a cautious respect in regards of the curious transformation.

Solid Core [Hard Mana]; Mana concentrated into a crystallized state and densely layered until the appearance resembles of softball sized stone, a solid physical object fit for throwing. Shape can vary; allow for smooth, jagged or flat variants. Object varies approximate weight 5-7 ounces.

Mana Spears [Hard Mana]; Magic structured into a form of a simple spear, the method put on display is similar to the production of a Solid Core. Requiring additional mana and focus, as Karne mentally visualized the image of a spear.

With his hands deep within the pockets of his trench coat, the mage's hand motions went unseen. Leaving the eyes to keenly noticed the shift in his body weight, as his relaxed stance shifted into a stride. As softball sized orb of solid mana manifest within the firm grip of a gloved left hand. A bulge revealing the pocket now hosting more then simply the mage's hand.

Karne played the mental game with the woman and her shuffling steps. Presenting himself with confidence despite the bizarre doorways and growing black. Maintaining dominance could be as simply as presentation, and Karne...at the very least...looked into control of his surroundings. In reality, Karne had no greater understanding to the inky black's purpose then his opponent and the doorway unhinged magic left him uneasy.

When the distance between the two was approximately 12 feet, Karne retrieved both hands from his pockets, raising both hands up above his head. The wiggling fingers of the white gloved hands perhaps even drawing attention away from the smooth softball sized object now rolling across the floor and towards Sapphira. "Are you a fan of magic?" Karne asked dryly, without any of the magician's energy or flair. The answer didn't manner, if Sapphira failed to noticed the small orb and allowed it to find itself between her feet. The mage would snap the fingers of his right hand, the orb erupting with an blue hued shock wave. [Blast Radius: 1 Square Foot][300 Pounds of Pressure]

Mana: 41/55 (-1 Core, -3 Spear,)

Spells in Preparation: One

Items Manifested: One

Potential Usage: Mana: -1 Snap

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