Seishi Hidden Dev 1

[02:15] White locks bounced against the small girls shoulders as she made her way onto the field where she had partaken in spars all day long. It had been full of victory and loss, though now fighting against Seishi, she was fairly certain it was going to be a sheer victory. Clear as day, even. Considering she had zero confidence in the boy as far as she was concerned, but he was rather fun to tease.

"Ready to get your ass whooped again Seishi?" She'd say flatly, though her features showed a hint of the amusement that radiated from her. Her movements fluid like a free flowing stream, easy and natural. She'd draw her weapon from its home on her hip. Rolling her shoulders around a bit, ridding herself of the soreness that training all day had brought her.

CRACK.

As she'd jerked her head roughly to the left, her neck would crack it's tensions away. Her jacket swayed briefly against the breeze swooshing by them in these fields, along with her knee length black skirt. Thin purple blouse visible underneath, which seemed to cover her heavy weighted chainmail. The girl emanated power, a type of battle prowess...And she owned it, embraced it.

Purple hues intense as they looked toward Seishi, glittering in just the bit of moonlight that came from above them both. Bringing small fingers to her face to move some hair out of her face, she'd begin to whirl around her blade in a fashionable manner.

"Give me your best shot."
She was ready for this battle to commence.
(Mackenzie Oshikawa)
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[02:21] "Actually, I think I'll take my glasses off for this one," he stated, raising his hands to aim for said glasses, folding them close, and inserting them in a protective pocket within his coat. This would be the....maybe tenth battle with Mackenzie. This time he was confident he could defeat her. Lately, he's been taking up a bit of meditation. Being one with his Plasma mana to see if he had gained new potential in his upcoming weeks of training. He was definitely rising up and soon that rank F would be another letter and he was sure of it seeing as everyone was praising his progress. He's beaten some of the people within the Militia on one or so rounds and that was really all the confidence boost he needed. Knowing he can defeat them just once was enough to give his morale a large push.

Seishi, now glassless, stared directly at Mackenzie. His attitude and expression were completely serious this time. He really felt like he could win this one if he tried hard enough. He was so close. On the borderlines of finally defeating this woman who constantly mocked him. It didn't entirely bother him, but something inside him felt bothered. He couldn't really tell what it was. His flames and electricity burned, crackled, shined all around him. The sounds of its an eagerness to be used in the spar were all audible for who was near. He took his hands and cracked each finger one by one.

Stay calm... Seishi. Focus, make sure to stay on your toes. You've seen most if not all her tricks. But don't forget... she's also seen yours. Prepare yourself, he'd thought.

Clenching his fist, he held his staff in front of him. The flames surrounding it's form to the point it was it wasn't even able to be seen past his flames. Seishi would nod and say, "I'm ready and I will."
(Seishi)
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[02:30] First round

Small frail hands shot into the sky, purple eyes closing within the moonlight to release her mana's wrath. The call to moisture, letting herself manifest water in its purest form. Opening her purple eyes with a sudden jerk, they would glow their purple color.

Water was crashing from the sky, waves one right after another.

Rolling into anything or anyone who ran into its path, pulling it backward into a pool of water to trap its directed target. Though she wasn't aiming to kill the boy, so it was brief but enough to cause him to stumble and gasp for some air. She wanted to scare him.


Dance boy, dance!
I will make you fear me,
my play thing.

Blood pouring from underneath her fingernails, leaking and seeping even from her eyeballs. Menacing and meant to send the boy into terror, her blood magic rippingthrough her in a huge wave of powerful magic.

The battle continued.
(Mackenzie Oshikawa)
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[02:38] Another loss.

Seishi was so close yet...he couldn't make it. He needed that final oomph to take her down. It didn't help when she summoned a flood of water to heal herself after all the damage he's done. It was like his raw damage wasn't enough. He knew one thing. he knew it burned, stung, pinched. All that. At least he countered her mist form which she used to always soak in the damage of his one favorite combo he'd throw at her. Which he landed each time.. He channeled his power up above her with his hands. His plasma reading itself to let loose right above her and sunder her defenses which, he also landed. It just wasn't enough.

Seishi began to grip for his head. He knew it was a bad idea to remove his glasses, but it made him focus better. Albeit, this time it was different. That sudden feeling inside that was bothering was finally bringing itself out. His eyes turned a bit of a more brighter color. His aura burning even more vivid. He removed his hand from his head a few seconds later and his tone, serious, now appearing as words flowed his mouth.

"Too bad... I was so close to finally getting some of that sweet sweet victory. It certainly irks me..."

Woosh

It disappeared in a matter of seconds..that personality. Those words. Everything went back to normal. Seishi would shake his head remembering that he was battling his opponent in front of him. "Ah, sorry. Let's carry on," he'd utter, gaining his stance back and squinting directly towards the front.
(Seishi)
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[02:53] It returned

"Finally! I've finally defeated you! What a struggled of intense training I had to go through... I'm now... satisfied.. Seishi would give off a little smirk.

His aura dispersed as he reached for his glasses within his coat pocket. He gave them a quick cleanse before placing them back on looking at Mackenzie with a genuine smile. His body moved on it's own and walked directly towards her. A hand outstretched to offer help if she wanted it and not his fingers. He really hoped it was the former.

"Ah, thank you so much for sparring with me once again, Mack. I've finally done it. I don't want to brag either, I'm just really glad. Other than Holz, I considered you...more like a rival."

Whether she accepted his helping hand or not, he'd place it near his side and held his other hand near hisglasses. "I do hope it can continue like this, though. I haven't stopped growing. I know you haven't either. Until then.."

His eyes shut as the grin continued to living on his visage.
(Seishi)
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[03:00] No, no, no...

She thought to herself, as she avoided attack after attacks from the boy. It seemed her scene of bloody mary had done its job, and scared him enough to frenzie. A frenzie in which she couldn't avoid. Misstep after misstep, she weaved through the attacks.

One misstep was all it took. THUMP! She was on the ground.

Did that just happen? It seemed Mackenzie had finally let her cocky attitude get the better of her. Overconfidence killed the cat, or in this case.

FINGAS!

Purple hues would look toward the hand outstretched toward her now, and she'd squint for a moment. Looking around briefly to see who was watching, before...She smiled! She'd take his hand, hoisting herself up off of the ground.
(Mackenzie Oshikawa)