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🆉𝓔Ⓡ𝓞 - 06/12/2018
A mystical landmass shaped into letters of the alphabet. Located in the middle of an ocean, this arena is free from all laws. It offers little ground to move freely, yet favoured by the most agile of combatants. https://i.imgur.com/eE1TB06.jpg

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รย๒ןєςՇ Ŧ๏ยг - Last Wednesday at 8:52 PM
The air itself would ripple, before a figure fell out of the sky seemingly, as a scar left over from teleportation was followed. A blue haired teenager landed with a loud splash and a gasp, "Owe!", was uttered as she swam to the letter Z. "What the?" She used it to pull herself up and looked around and realized there were 26 landmasses that started with A-Z. She used a little water to push herself up instead of climbing the rest of the way then dried out her black t-shirt, her torn blue jeans, and outright THREW her too badly beaten up to wear black sneakers into the ocean. She shook some water out of her blue hair that grew out long and straight instead of punkishly cropped and short. She sat down in an indian style and started to meditate.  This place seemed like a great place for it.
🆉𝓔Ⓡ𝓞 - Last Wednesday at 9:19 PM
An unobservable vortex would manifest above the letter V, sucking in matter akin to a gravity well. The information of his physicality would act as a template, imparting integral structuring sequences in which the matter would follow, pooling together, culminating and bonding into molecules, compounds, flesh and bone, everything that would ultimately become his material form. Atomic particles tore away from everything within a few feet, swirling and smashing together violently in a spectacular display of creation and destruction. In mere moments, the visage of a six foot, seven inches tall, slender male physique would seemingly create itself. Long flowing strands cascaded down his back and shoulders, coming to a stop by his rear, as white as his porcelain skin. Mystical'esque, duel ringed iris's of vibrant azure encircled vertical ovals that acted in place of pupils, seemingly glowing against the abyssal black sclera. A strange, yet, prominent marking spanned across his forehead, while arms, legs and much of his torso were clad in space blue tinted flesh. Neon aqua blue mystical markings running and wrapping around their length, etched into the darkened flesh, a semblance of being laced with arcane lay-lines.
A single, vertical slit forming in the middle of his chest, a slit that would ultimately open in a horizontal fashion, exposing a single large eye with the semblance of his own, followed by the appearance of several more diagonal placed slits beneath the main eye, covering a good portion of his left side. A uniquely cut white fabric adorned his torso, appearing akin to a waistcoat, while simple black pants covered his lower appendages. No footwear would complete the attire, instead, he stood there completely barefooted. Enigmatic constructs fanned out of his back like wings, intangible to the touch, shimmering and translucent to visuals, yet, their importance was absolute. The totality of his presence shone with a celestial radiance, phenomenally monstrous, ominous almost was his aura to those attuned to such methods of viewing. He knew not the creation of the oddity of land that both himself and the girl in the distance rested upon, however, it seemed as though this place was remote, peaceful, free from distraction, an ideal location. Duel ringed eyes would scan slowly the tops of each letter, mentally mapping the landscape, admiring its arrangement. It would seem this place would be ideal to test a few things seeing as it had been a little while since he had the chance to do so. -E-
รย๒ןєςՇ Ŧ๏ยг - Last Wednesday at 9:34 PM
The vortex might of been unobservable, but the matter pulling together into flesh and bone was definitely something she could observe. She went wide eyed. 0.0 It was almost adorable. The smashing of elements together really made her blink. "Hello there." It was enough to bring her out of her meditations fast. Her own aura was definitely as fluid as the water around her, with her mind being more active yet. The place was definitely remote and she liked it that way. Every once and a while it was necessary for her to get some air so to speak and to regroup. The wings were sort of pretty, but she didn't have an urge to touch them whatsoever. Most of her mapping of the letters happened when she swam in. She waited but stood up and dusted her ass off, with her barehands quietly. She was nowhere nearly as fancy.
🆉𝓔Ⓡ𝓞 - Last Wednesday at 9:56 PM
Standing in place, failing to move a single muscle out of place, his gaze continued elegantly from right to left and back again, eventually stopping as his stoic, empty gaze fell upon a face he recognized as four. He himself may appear unknown to her, his appearance had drastically changed since their last meeting, as too had the aura he exuded. A belated nod of his head would occur, silently greeting the blue haired femme a good minute or so after her own greeting had reached his ears. Eventually his form would begin to move, slow strides bringing him closer to the left hand side of the left extension of the letter V, shifting his glance from the girl for a moment, only to then peer down into the ocean below. It seem a fair ways down, causing him to ponder who or what had constructed these enigmatic sculpted pieces of land. However, he knew he would get no answers just by looking, instead, his gaze fell back upon Four, examining her keenly as if she was only a few feet in front of him. He knew her to be capable of manipulating water, she had shown him this much, and so, his mind associated the Letters they stood upon, her being her alone, and her prowess, as the only logical cause of the shaping of the letters. Mentally he would applauded her handiwork.
รย๒ןєςՇ Ŧ๏ยг - Last Wednesday at 10:02 PM
The funny part of it was, she had nothing to do with it, but could have done it. She also did not directly read his mind but she was getting closer to it every day. People messing around in her dreamscape and being telepathic and psions themselves were forging a path to it. She didn't directly recognize him but she could pick up on bits of power moving through water currents around him, that were unique. A fine mist seemed to form around her, almost as an invitation. She was more curious then intimidated, but how far would curiousity take her along with prowess? Her stance was relaxed.
🆉𝓔Ⓡ𝓞 - Last Wednesday at 10:43 PM
Seeing the mist beginning to pool around the blue haired femme, the mutes head would ever so slightly tilt to one side. The tilt would likely go unnoticed due to how subtle it was, and the distance between them, yet it was done either way. His gaze honed in, magnifying akin to a hawk peering at its prey, examining fully what was occurring across the expanse that separated them. He knew not why she decided to do such actions, actions that seemed almost inviting for a reaction of his own. However, the only thing he would do in response, was subtly raise his left arm, idly pointing his index finger at her while the rest of his fingers remained partly curled. He was half tempted to try something, yet, he would give her the chance to do something first, should she desire to do so.
รย๒ןєςՇ Ŧ๏ยг - Last Wednesday at 11:03 PM
"A spar?", was offered. She noted his response and the water only seemed to grow more thick around her and radiate outward a little towards him. He seemed to want to do something back without knowing what exactly it was. The air around her seemed to pick up a little bit too creating a wind, sweeping the water about in a subtle fashion, in a circle. There was plenty of time to say no either way. She thought about asking something but did not. Its wasn't at all like she was hiding what she was  doing.
🆉𝓔Ⓡ𝓞 - Last Wednesday at 11:41 PM
The tall male standing before the girl would nod in accordance to the question she presented, agreeing to a spar. Before the last strand of his white hair came to a gentle stop from the movement provided by his nodding action, that single extended index finger would emanate a monstrous amount amount of energy, compressing it into such a small area, before causing it to bolt forwards at extreme velocity. The marble sized orb itself, did not move from the tip of his finger, instead, it explosively elongated like a refined beam, a laser of raw concentrated destruction. It would move faster then even he could blink, aiming not at four herself, but rather the base of the landmass she stood upon. Should nothing be done to stop it hitting its mark, upon contact with the middle of the letter Z, nothing would seemingly happen at first, however, if one was to inspect what was happening, they would likely notice the beam had  tunnelled through the landmass like a plasma cutter through a sheet of paper. After-which, his finger would swipe diagonally right, and in doing so, forcing the beam to slice the letter Z in half, cleaving the supporting beam joining the top and  bottom half of the letter. If all had went well, the beams emission would cease as swiftly as it had began, the letter Z sliding apart with the top half of the letter, inevitably falling into the ocean bellow.
รย๒ןєςՇ Ŧ๏ยг - Last Thursday at 12:02 AM
The teenager could feel the air break a little faster then she could move and gave a quick leap aided by some quickly made platforms to step on and hold her weight to step over just in case she didn't give enough clearance to get across. As the chunks started to fall below, she would snag the water pushed up from that and send it hurtling through the water that would start to swirl about, VIOLENTLY to slam into that letter V, creating a similar cut but the water push would be pretty harsh. It seemed like the cutting granite technique did wonders.  It seemed like a Z attempt for a V, seemed fair!  The water would continue to swirl and started to form into a column, whether it would hit him or not.
🆉𝓔Ⓡ𝓞 - Last Thursday at 4:16 PM
Seeing the wave kick up and bolt forwards as the letter Z came crashing down into the ocean, the tall figure that was the mute would bend his knees slightly, then, explosively extended them. What happened next would be a culmination of a sonic boom and white streak bolting from the letter V, to the letter Q, then to N, I, O and finalizing on the letter T positioned to fours far right side. As his blur of seemingly erratic movement touched the top of each letter with a single foot before pushing off and onto the next, the tops of each letter would crack, kicking off a jet of dust in the opposite direction of his movements. He moved at a blistering mach 9, gliding through the air after each kick off, vectors of kinitic energy and its magnitude being reduced to 0 upon reaching the letter T, throwing him into a deadstop, leaving his flowing hair to sharply whip to one side behind him. The letter V would then become struck by the wave, cutting it and causing it to crash into the ocean in similar fashion the the letter Z. At this point in time, it didn't matter which letter would become struck, for he was already far past the point of impact of her wave. The same hand that once fired the concentrated beam of energy would lift heaven bound, once again firing a single beam directly upwards. As the beam emitted from the tip of his finger, unlike the first time, it would become split, causing 8 thin beams no wider than few millimetres to pillar upwards. Soon after, the beams would separate out in different directions akin to a blooming flowers petals. His hand would fall immediately after the beams separation, pointing a single finger at the femme, and with it,
causing each beam to arch sharply and hone in on 4 from all angles. 2 from the right seeking to pierce through her right legs shin and thigh. 2 from the left aiming for her left legs shin and thigh, 2 from the front that sought to pierce each of her shoulder joints, and the final 2 from behind her, aiming to pierce through each side of her hips. Each beam moved at the same speed, a speed that far outpaced his own, yet, should they hit, he ensured they would avoid all major organs, seeking to disable her, rather than kill her.
รย๒ןєςՇ Ŧ๏ยг - Last Thursday at 7:59 PM
Something about what he was doing gave her a headache fast as her brain worked to analyze the breaks through the air where he was going. Four knew she couldn't stay put on the letter W overly long. She was just glad she landed on the W for more foot space. She felt the sharp slice  of RAW PAIN, through her right leg, then brought up a column of water, for a brief blocking of a follow up and limped/jumped to the X then to the S. Shit was that against her low back and lower leg too? Jumping just got a lot more tricky as did standing. She attempted to focus on Zero landing enough to try to slam the water in his skull if he had any enough to create a bit of a concussion, then tried to water snare him long enough to pull him off the pillar/letter he was on. Four definitely felt the pain, then worked on splitting hydrogen and oxygen for a moment to rest around him, attempting to lay a trap for him, the next time he tried sending a spark.
🆉𝓔Ⓡ𝓞 - Yesterday at 2:00 PM
His finger moved as four did, ensuring the beams would track her properly. Sure enough, three of them would find their mark, blasting through her right leg, nailing her just above the knee, another boring through her hip, and the third slightly above that, board lining on the beginning of her back. The other three would miss, bolting right past her moving form, and dispersing into the ocean below. Duel ringed orbs would track her motions with unprecedented acuity, clarity remaining throughout as they followed her. His pointing hand would lower along with his form, knees bending slightly, getting ready to once again bolt towards her with blistering speed. However, before he pushed off with explosive force, he would instead stumble forwards as an unseen force rattled his brain, leaving him both confused and dazed as to what had just happened. However, accompanying this strange phenomena, would be a secondary one, albeit the latter extremely familiar to him, for it would be the churning of metaphysical gears of something replicable being reverse engineered and slowly assimilated into his being.  Despite the hunger now being sated for a while, a hand rose to press against his forehead, eyes clenching shut for a second or two, feeling as though something had slammed into his head from the inside. After a few dazed moments he would shake it off, clarity of both thought and sight flourishing back into full bloom, and with it, the notion of responding in kind. His mental prowess began to radiate outwards, weaving into the earthen fabrics of the letters S, X, L, O and Q, engraving his influence upon the lettered structures before flexing the mental grasp. Each letter would begin to rumble, shaking as if a tremor afflicted them, however, little more than this would happen, for now.
รย๒ןєςՇ Ŧ๏ยг - Yesterday at 2:10 PM
It wasn't a comfortable move getting to R then P, as she jumped/stumbled/jump, fell on her ass instead of landing the way she wanted to, but as she did she attempted to outright pull a spinal drain on him, to yank moisture out of his spinal column, which should definitely affect the way he moved. Spinal fluids did get drained even by modern medical practices. That didn't exactly KILL people, but should definitely screw up the way he moved. The air around him would also start to act a bit like a magnet  to PUSH him, as the vortex caught up as she tried to use it to shove him into her water vortex, outright while he was dazed. She took the moment to look at her leg was it laser seared or something? Tears definitely streamed down her cheeks a bit, that definitely hurt and she wasn't sure how many more jumps like she took that she could take on the one leg/even cheating a bit and splitting her water ability to make air and water discs to push herself along.
🆉𝓔Ⓡ𝓞 - Yesterday at 3:09 PM
His right hand would slowly clench into a tightly balled fist, and with it the psionic weave infecting the earthen structures flexed fully. Each letter would simultaneously start to crumple, folding in on themselves as if a gravity well was positioned in their core. In no time at all the letters S, X, L, O and Q would be little more than large boulders, ready to be hurled at the blue haired femme. However, such actions would not come to fruition in the way he had planned. Once again a force that he could not see, gripped at his being, pulling harshly on his spinal fluid, beckoning a crippling pain to radiate through his nervous system. His movements becoming limited, his form dropping down onto one knee, followed by his left open palmed hand, offering support. The vortex of swirling air around him that would try to enact a pushing force against him, would go unnoticed. His subconscious sensing the influence of another afflicting the air within his deadzone, causing his own aerokinetic prowess to force change the ambient air around him, to repel outwards, forming a vacuum around himself when air under the influence of another individual, comes into close proximity. Still ripe with pain, he would abandon his default attack of launching the boulders at her, and instead, replaced it with a subtle, yet, swift, faint retreat. Without warning, his form would swiftly, soundlessly fall into the shadow he cast, moving through the umbra in an instant, and emerging out of the girls shadow with equal soundless haste. Boulders suspended by psionic hold, would fall free into the ocean as a result. He hoped this movement would sever her attacks hold as he passed though the separate plane, much like it did with his own.
However, irrespective of it did, or didn't, his already balled right hand would drive itself forwards towards her the base of her spine, seeking to slam it into the small of her back at blistering speeds approaching mach 7. Mid travel, his hand would exude raw electricity, imbuing his strike with close to two hundred thousand volts that would be sent into the impact zone, and up her own spinal column, should the hit connect.
รย๒ןєςՇ Ŧ๏ยг - Yesterday at 4:30 PM
Something wasn't right as Zero didn't wind up in the water and in her vortex. She could pick up on that part not being right but not where she went wrong. Four attempted to move, while she had the brief reprieve to get to the letter M, using one part her jump and the other part her own aerokinetics, to get there. She would land badly as her one leg wasn't working right at all from the hip down. She attempted to create a water buffer zone around her by pulling H20 together again,(in part from what she yanked from him and environment around her) instead of just using the split of elements around herself into a water gel/just thick water. She wouldn't have time to think about the Mach 7 incident or really worrying about severing her attack against him, as most of the damage was already done, but if he re-entered he would enter into an attempt at yanking water out of his muscles. She didn't even register the dropping of the boulders. The water buffer around her likely would cushion the blow if he did hit her, but the impure water would make sure she got fried and electrocuted her rather painfully and likely would send her out cold faster then any tazer as she couldn't react in time to get away. Hydrogen and oxygen around her, would definitely create a BOOM too once it hit, which would hurt him possiblyvery badly, too perhaps.
🆉𝓔Ⓡ𝓞 - Yesterday at 5:24 PM
His hand would could connect with its intended target, slamming through her buffering efforts and striking her with one third of its original force. While her buffer served to diminish the velocity and impact force of his punch by two thirds, the punch itself would still be travelling a little over mach 2 upon contacting the small of her back. The culmination of the speed of his punch, the relative light weight behind the punch given his kneeling stance, along with the force being focused into the bony tips of his knuckles, his strike would still impact with more than enough force to shatter one of her vertebra in the small of her back, and likely shunt her forwards harshly. Atop this, as the knuckles first impacted her flesh and water barrier, that lowly 200,000 volts would continuous electrocute her until contact with both was lost. Like her, he was playing the game of spinal therapy. What he did not account for, was the ignition of the relatively small hydrogen bomb that would detonate between himself and the girl as electricity, coupled with a hydrogen-oxygen mixed gas, was rather 'explosive'. Given how close he was to her and the expansion speed of the explosion, even with his speed, he would not be able to dodge or invoke a defence measure of any kind. As to be expected, his form would be pummelled by the explosions brute concussive force, launching him backwards at great speed, only to then slam into top of the letter G. Both the explosion and the impact against the earthen letter would break numerous bones and rupture a few internal organs. With the haste in which events seemed to occur, he wouldn't even notice the water that had been pulled from his muscles.
The mute himself however, would pay no mind to the damages inflicted upon his custom built material vessel, knowing that his excellent regeneration capabilities would swiftly heal all damages within a few passing seconds. Albeit, he did question how the girl would fair, curious to see if she was as durable.
รย๒ןєςՇ Ŧ๏ยг - Yesterday at 5:43 PM
That really didn't bode well, for the unconscious Four, who would definitely not stay awake through getting electrocuted, but she did save herself from more of a break. Something curious would happen though as she did let out a pained reflexive blow, that would cause water and air both to slam back at one time, with enough force to break bones, upon contact as her psionics combined with her pain level. He would get a slam back of about 200lbs per square inch from the inside out, with likely oxygen and hydrogen both created force as well, which could create bubbles in the blood among other things. There was no telling if they'd be forced out of him as well, as he hit her and would go flying away.    Four didn't heal like he did and likely did have seriously damaged vertebre and some ugly looking burns, but was still breathing, but luckily for her the gel was around her and not skin tight. There was maybe six inches of clearance, but the heat from it would still scorch the HELL out of her back neck down to about her ass.  Once the hydrogen was burnt off, it was burnt off.  The elements around her would easily fall out of her control and return back to their normal states.(edited)
🆉𝓔Ⓡ𝓞 - Yesterday at 7:20 PM
Resting on the inwards horizontal section of the letter G after falling from his impact point it the letters top, the mutes broken form would rapidly undergo revitalization. Chemical energy in massive abundance ensured that cellular division would be occurring at exponential rates. Coupled with his new forms innate performance upgrades, his healing factor, along with every other aspect, would be enhanced 600 times in comparison to his prior body. Even with all the internal damage, ruptured organs, torn muscles, gaping wounds and broken bones, rejuvenation and repairs would be swift, taking a few milliseconds at best. Explosively cells would divide, altering their traits, molecular and genetic compositions, even changing their cell type in accordance to what their environment needed, each and every cell acting akin to a overcharged totipotent stem cell. Flesh being knitted together, bone being pulled back into place and wielded together, organs and tissue being reconstructed in utter haste. Standing up shortly after impacting the letter, after his regeneration had finished,  hands would idly begin to dust off his shredded attire, oddly annoyed at how his top and pants were now ravished, held together by odd strands and tethers here and there. Annoyance would swiftly become visible upon his features, his mental voice ringing out to only himself. 'SERIOUSLY? I JUST GOT THESE!' Before his fists could ball out of frustration, his gaze would scan the area for the girl seeking to punish her for such a heinous crime. If she was in sight, psionic presence would become known in semblance to a hammering force descending upon her form like a giant fist, the force behind it enough to split apart the letter she was likely resting on. However, if she rested outside of his line of sight, the letter would feel that psionic fist bearing down upon it instead.
รย๒ןєςՇ Ŧ๏ยг - Yesterday at 7:33 PM
He'd get a faint mental reply back that was all sorts of jumbled up for an "Hey I'm broke where the fuck am I OWE  OWE ..CAN'T BREATHE?", along with an unintended shared wall of pain, as the letter she was on would shake and she would get shaken off of it pretty hard instead of hit directly.  It wouldn't take much for her to ragdoll off that letter and to really start to drown again as the broken vertebre left her outright paralyzed. She wasn't getting up. She was definitely a bit broken and stuff garbled up fast as she would choke under water and likely would drown fast. She was definitely done. Bubbles up!
🆉𝓔Ⓡ𝓞 - Yesterday at 8:18 PM
A low sounding static akin to white noise would suddenly be heard by within his mental auditorium, the tell tale sign that someone was trying to commune directly with his mind.  Unfortunately, as many psion's had discovered, his mind worked akin to a one way radio, capable of sending signals, but unable to receive. In some cases this was beneficial, however, he had long since learned than in situations usually involving allies, it was a major downfall. Despite the inability to hear her mental voice and that which would accompany it, the white noise like static would indicate that an attempt was made. Duel ringed optics would observe the letter M become fractured and converted into large chunks of rubble, along with the visage of the blue haired femmes body falling into the ocean, mere moments before the large pieces of earthen rubble would do the same. Stepping forwards his form would simply vanish, yet, in the same instance, would reappear standing in mid air above where the letter M once was. Gravities  pull on his frame, converting potential into kinetic energy had become altered, reducing magnitude vectors to 0, leaving him exempt from falling, allowing him to stand there as if upon a glass podium. His gaze would fall downwards into to swirling ocean and crashing waves, looking for any trace of the girl whom had clearly fallen in. Once more would his psionic's become invoked, its reach delving beneath the waves, giving chase to that which had fallen into the liquid blue. His influence seeped, ebbing its way through the body of blue, ensnaring all that would meet its grasp. Before long, his right index finger would flick upwards, and with it, impacting the command of retrieval. Akin to a fishing trawlers net being hoisted out of the water, so too would all the debris, fish, rock and likely fours body, become lifted, ascending upwards until all was held in suspension at his airborne level.
รย๒ןєςՇ Ŧ๏ยг - Yesterday at 8:31 PM
Picking Four up out of the water like that wasn't hard. She weighed in at maybe 145 lbs or so, and the water weight she had on her wasn't going to be anywhere nearly enough to stop him either. She could feel the water shifting up with her and sort of watched herself through a glass box, that she couldn't react through or touch otherwise, rising out of the water with the other. In a way that perspective was nice as that part of her didn't feel shit but was aware, if only for a few moments until the rising up triggered her gag/want to breathe reflex and she started vomiting up water. OWCH WHY COULDN'T SHE STAY IN THAT GLASS BOX?! IT WAS COZY AND NOT BROKEN IN THERE! The glass box seemed to spiderweb black then break from her perspective and she didn't really wake up but she could tell there was raw burning pain, blue colors then white noise, and the sounds of water and gagging, even if she couldn't react otherwise, or really even move if she wanted to. Hrm, that glass box might of been a warning of her paralysis or an oopsies, 'we're not home in our body right now.'
🆉𝓔Ⓡ𝓞 - Yesterday at 9:12 PM
The mute would scan over the objects pulled from their watery grave until his gaze narrowed in on the girls form. Now that she had been found, the psionic grasp on all objects plucked from the water, would be released, save from the one holding Four in suspension. Loud crashes emanated out, each object crashing into the ocean once again, returning them to their graves. With the girl in tow, the mute idly float over to the letter T, only to then step upon it, placing the girl down next to him shortly after. His form would lower, adorning a single knee kneeling stance, his torso slightly arched over her. Duel ringed optics glancing down into that youthful face of hers, pondering as to why she agreed to engage in this sort of activity with him. She knew to some degree of what he was capable of doing, yet, despite this, decided to indulge in the activity anyway. For this, he mentally applauded her, finding that such a notion was indeed commendable, and in truth, something the he himself had done on numerous occasions, finding it something they seemed to share in common. Not wanting to see her in such a mess, his right hand would move over her, moving in a slow wiping like fashion several inches over her frame, and with it, invoking realties malleable structure, warping the bounded space she resided in. With semblance to ripples rolling across a still body of water, the space she occupied would do the same, giving the impression that she was in some form of liquid filled capsule. The rippling effect would begin to intensify, each ripple appearing and rolling faster outwards faster than the one before, until the ripples blurred her visage completely. After a few moments, the rippling would die down until it stopped completely, revealing that not only fours body, but also her clothes, had been completely restored. Legs extending, his form would ascended into a standing stance, yet eyes would continue to gaze down at the girl, waiting for her to wake up.
รย๒ןєςՇ Ŧ๏ยг - Yesterday at 9:23 PM
Maybe a little of Zero did rub off on her? She definitely wanted to know what her own limits were and break them. She didn't exactly have a deathwish, but knew she had a lot to learn and fast, if she would be surviving what would come eventually and to move beyond it.  She found herself back in a familiar space. She was in it not long after she was pulled into the digital realm and given a space to cope in, for a little while and it was back in a water tank sort of with suspended space. It didn't feel like drowning. It just reminded her how painfully claustrophobic she was, yet what it was to free fall, float, and to have light above. Things greyed out from there and she could sort of feel herself rolling about then nothing. She jolted awake and looked around and up at the sky for a few moments then could IMMEDIATELY smell water, then him. How long did this take? She would never know. Breathing was a lot easier and she could move again. She sat up slowly and rubbed her face a few times then looked at him without saying a word. Yikes what happened out there? Her eyes had a faint blue glow to them in the light making them more of a bright sapphire instead of a steel blue or gray.
🆉𝓔Ⓡ𝓞 - Yesterday at 9:38 PM
Once the girls eyes opened, and her form moved to sit upright, he knew that she was fine and in full working order. A slight smirk spread across his face, feeling that it was time for round two to begin. He wouldn't tell her what had happened to this place, or how it happened, her memory and recollection on things were her own problem, and thus he would not help her in such endeavours. Without warning, his form would twist, pivoting on the heel of his left foot while his right arched back, only to then explosively kick forwards, breaking the sound barrier in the process. His kick was aimed for her the top of her back, slightly more towards her left shoulder blade. Should the kick connect, force value vectors of the kinetic energy transitioning from him to her would become subjected to amplification, yet applied evenly across her entire form to accelerate it and mach 3 towards the letter K. The kick itself was just a mean of forcing her into position, rather an an actual attack. If all went as it should, he would then plant his kicking foot back down, and await her to ready herself for another go at things.