Nova has a fight!

11:24	FunTyrant	It's a fairly nice day, with the sun out and hardly any clouds. The fresh snow makes it pretty blinding to be without sunglasses but unsurprisingly the students with Forces have taken to magical filtering.
11:27	Nova	Nova has been flexing her magical muscles all day, trying to scratch some metaphysical itch that she doesn't quite understand. She hasn't touched anything by hand all day, abusing telekinesis to absurd levels, and keeps idly molding heat and light and sound around her. She has a lump of iron that used to be something useful, and is now a vaguely gelatinous
11:27	Nova	stress ball.
11:29	Nova	None of it is helping much, so after a few hours of this, wandering idly around the school, she finds herself heading toward the arena, remembering the fight with the spirit and wondering if she could recapture some of the sensation it brought.
11:30	FunTyrant	Out in the arena, Asenath is fighting, or rather appears to have just finished with, another student.
11:32	FunTyrant	"My god, I thought you'd at least put up a fight! Are you sure you're actually a mage? Because I'm pretty sure you didn't even put up a defense. Maybe you'd be better off at a mundane school, since you clearly don't have a grasp of how to use magic."
11:34	FunTyrant	The other kid looks like he just got blindsided, and Asenath is clearly still at full strength.
11:34	Nova	Nova watches with amusement, kicking on her mage sight to scan the area for any lingering auras.
11:35	FunTyrant	Looks like she nailed him with a blast of psychic energy and his shield only nominally protected him.
11:36	Nova	"Heh, looks like I missed the fun."
11:38	FunTyrant	"Fun? Nah, this was an embarrassment. I feel kinda dirty for even being involved in this. But hey, maybe this kitten will be able to recognize his *betters* a little better now!"
11:40	Nova	"Hey, you learn by doing, right? Or in this case by failing miserably. Still. If you're not tired yet, wanna go a round with me? I've got to get some exercise."
11:43	FunTyrant	"Sure, I still have an itch to scratch. You're one of that one kid's friends, right? I think said his name was Pawn. I guess he worked at a pawn shop or something, eh?"
11:45	Nova	"...Something like that, sure. Yeah, 'friend' is a strong word, but I put up with him. He's not so bad if you ignore most of what comes out of his mouth."
11:48	FunTyrant	"That describes a lot of people. So how we wanna do this? Standard duel, or something a little more... challenging?" She grins, and her nimbus flares. It's a flurry of hostile emotions, making everything nearby colored in terms of predator or prey.
11:49	Nova	"Hey, let's get creative. I've got some tricks I'd like to try. Is there any way to make sure nobody actually dies, though?"
11:49	Nova	Hannah doesn't bother flaring her nimbus yet, just grinning lazily.
11:52	FunTyrant	"Oh don't worry, I don't go for the killing shot unless I have to, and I can heal people well enough."
11:53	Nova	"Fair enough. Normal magic, then. First to three hits?"
11:55	FunTyrant	"I can do that." She takes her stance, which looks surprisingly defensive.
12:21		Nova takes advantage of Aesnath's defensive posture to drop down in an immediate crouch and plant one hand on the ground, the other one pulling out her shiny new pen. /Now/ her nova flares, static electricity making her hair stand on end, and she giggles as the rush of power hits her again.
12:22	Nova	The ground around her starts to ripple, but holding the chemical blueprint in her mind proves too complicated while riding the wave of the spell, and the magic fizzles out with only an acrid smell.
12:25	FunTyrant	Asenath raises an eyebrow, then simply snaps her finger at Nova. Her teech clack as she gets a jolt of pain just above her eye.
12:26	Nova	Hannah's head snaps back, and her vision goes spotty for a second. "Ow. Okay, that was annoying. Let's try this again."
12:28		*** Inedible joined #miskatonic
12:28	Nova	"Four atoms, tetrahedral structure... about a quarter inch deep..."
12:28	Nova	This time she's obviously focusing more, and traces a quick circle around herself with the pen.
12:29	FunTyrant	Asenath grins. "That's one!"
12:32	Nova	The grass suddenly turns white everywhere except that circle around Nova. There's a brief moment of anticlimax. Then it starts to melt. A few seconds later, it bursts into a carpet of bright, sparking flame, sending a massive wave of toxic smoke rolling straight up.
12:38	FunTyrant	Asenath screams as her flesh begins to burn in the fumes. She's coughing, and crying, and when the smoke dissipates a few seconds later you can see the damage done. A thousand tiny pock marks cover her, many of them oozing blood. Her clothes are a ragged mess.
12:38		Nova feels bad for maybe a quarter of a second.
12:38	Nova	Then she just wonders if the crippling pain will give her an opening to get another shot in.
12:47	FunTyrant	She seems furious, and more than a little shocked at what you just did. "Not going for death, HUH?!" Her nimbus flares again, and for a brief moment you feel like your whole body wants to just drop, but fortunately the rush of battle keeps you awake.
12:48		Nova sways dizzily for a second, but she still seems giddy and vaguely drunk. "Hrrrgh... hah. Guess you're not used to getting hit /back/, huh? I'll be more careful."
12:59	Nova	Despite her comment, she realizes that Aesnath could drop her in one lucky shot. Managing to briefly push past the rush, she concentrates, and the area rapidly dims down until it's pitch black.
13:05	FunTyrant	"You think I need to see you with my eyes in order to hit you?" You hear a clunk from a newly exposed rock being tripped over.
13:16	Nova	Hannah has to bite back a snappy retort as she taps the pen against her hand, feeling a vibration build up around her. She lets it build up for a moment, then releases it in a shockwave that sounds like a quiet whoosh of air in every direction.
13:21	FunTyrant	There's a definitely dragging noise of rubber against bare dirt about ten yards from where you aimed the center, but she definitely did not fall down. There's a keening pain in Nova's brain, like an ice pick to the middle of her forehead. "Two!"
13:32	Nova	Nova feels something that's probably blood trickle out of the corner of her eye, and spends one hurried moment trying to figure out if she has a response here. An idea occurs, as she remembers Aesnath's trip over the rock. It's a bit of a desperate guess, but if Aesnath can see Nova, but not anything else...
13:46	Nova	It's no use, though. She has to just finish this now, knock her out in one hit. She just has to... not kill her.
13:47	Nova	Remembering that is like a bucket of cold water. Hannah looks down at her hand, or the blackness where her hand probably is. She can already feel the radiation forming around in it, and remembers, vaguely, what it did last time.
13:47	Nova	...She could probably do it, though.
13:47	Nova	"...Mother/fuck/. I yield."
13:48	Nova	Wordlessly, Hannah releases the spell dimming the light.
13:51	FunTyrant	Asenath is still tense for several moments after Nova yields and drops the darkness. As light creeps back in, the devastation is obvious: no grass, no snow except what has just barely begun to fall again; just a greyish dust over flattened soil.
13:54	FunTyrant	The burns covering her body and those that went through her clothes are just as noticeable, just as horrifying. "Jesus /Christ/, girl. I thought this was going to be a vaguely friendly bloodying up, not fuckin' death cannons! I... I don't even think I can heal this myself. I need to see..." she winces. "Weaver might help. Ow. Fuck."
13:55	Nova	"...Yeah, well, my magic doesn't work like that. Fuck. I didn't even really mean to, I thought it was going to be normal fire. It gets away from me, I guess."
13:55	Nova	"Also, you may have given me a damn stroke."
13:56	Nova	"So, I mean. It happens."
13:56		Nova just sort of grumbles to herself, glaring down at the ravaged ground.
13:56	Nova	She doesn't really seem to be paying attention to the burst blood vessel in one eye.
14:00	FunTyrant	"Yeah. That got carried away way too quickly. I don't even... what the /fuck/ even was that? It's a good thing I have Life magic enough to fix the scars or I'd have to murder you."
14:02	Nova	"It's..." she shrugs helplessly. "I don't even know. When I'm trying to do violent things with it, it's like... opening the floodgates, you know? It feels so /good/, but then I look around and everyone's dead. And apparently I don't have the tools or finesse to do anything neater."
14:03	FunTyrant	"Well, I'll keep that in mind next time."
14:03	Nova	"I thought getting some practice in a situation where a spirit-monster isn't trying to rip my head off would make it easier to figure things out, but it doesn't make a difference, I guess. Sorry, anyway. I did make sure not to actually kill you."
14:05	FunTyrant	"Yes, by conceding. How magnanimous of you."
14:06	Nova	"Well, I mean. It was either that or light everything on fire again, so, whatever. I totally could've."
14:06		Nova realizes she is a bit of a sore loser.