TRANSCENDENCE 7

[17:43:12] As if it were an every day occurance, Savannah burst out of Bygonegrove as if she had fallen from heaven. She was bright and cheery and more than likely covered with the familiar depravity-tinged musk of yokai - whether she had been hanging out with them or beating the shit out of them was hard to tell.

Either way, she was covered in muck and grime of other types - dirt clung to every inch of visible skin, and twigs and leaves caught on the frayed edges of her coat.

It was a usual appearance for Savannah. A single attempt to make herself look more presentable was a rake of her hands through her hair - they stuck and tugged at the knots, and soon enough, she gave up.

She stood in Byson's square, her stare searching - but this time, not for a victim to antagonize. She had work to do! Business to attend to! And that business was testing her skill.

The bright, shimmering hair of Nuala caught her stare from across town. She charged up, coming to a skidding halt in front of the younger girl. Her stare was bitchy, but a more calmer form. The screaming, raging freak Nuala had seen in their earlier battle was toned down a notch.

For a little while, at least.

"Hey, scrub. Ready to catch these hands?"
(Savannah)
[17:51:44] Nuala would of stepped outside for a moment for some air. Her mood still almost like frost, cold and expressionless. Mostly due to her mother's passing and her normal happier mood and mindset was not pressenecent.

Nuala would be dressed in a white garb, she would just be walking around almost aimlessly. Her mind obviously in another place as she made her way around. This however would be interrupted by the appearance of another girl.

the girl had a peculiar hair color but would not really mention the dirt or grime that accompanied the child, there were plenty of lone, orphaned or perhaps feral ookami so she would not bring this up.

Though she would not recognize the girl from their previous engagement. It was such a minor thing in comparison to what has happened lately she would just look at the girl in inquisitive nature "W-wha do you mean? Why would I catch?" She would say somewhat cold but the question still innocent regardless.

(Nuala Perrafin)
[17:54:17] Savannah crossed her arms, offering an annoyed stare at Nuala.

"It's an expression. I meant..." She uncrossed her arms and reached for the makeshift staff on her back! It looked like she had picked it up out of a dump - an old, cracked skull was taped to the top of a stick. Whatever, Savannah. "Are you ready for our fight?!"

"I mean, you signed up and everything. If you wanna back out like a wuss, then sure. I'm not gonna beat you up unless you want it! That's what they call consent..."

"Learned that one from a dictionary!"
(Savannah)
[17:56:51] Nuala's mind would click, she did sign that random forum didn't she? She would've agreed to spar this green haired girl to a spar. Nuala would nod and would quickly place some armour over her garb.

It would only take a moment but she would be dressed in the armour of the Aegis Historia. It was covered in runes and would function to change the size and the fit of the armour to fit her size at all time. A gift from her grandfather. She would give a quick nod to the green haired lass.

"I guess wherever you wish to spar.." She would say somewhat coldly."

(Nuala Perrafin)
[18:02:49] "Alright, come on. Let's go down to the fields."

Although Savannah's demeanor was generally demeaning and hateful, she was being... somewhat more tolerable towards Nuala. Whatever spite she held for the Perrafins was clearly not shared with the girl.

Either that, or something was changing in Savannah! Character development?!

"I know you're tough, 'cuz you beat my friend... so I'm not gonna go easy on you just 'cuz you're smaller than me, okay?!"

Savannah slammed her staff down on the ground. The grass around her began to shrivel and gasp, shuddering under the thrall of her mana. Water erupted from their stems, leaving the entire patch dehydrated. The water swirled around her.

But something else was different... something Nuala hadn't seen before! The air around her shimmered and shifted, almost as if time itself were under Savannah's control.

"Let's go! Whenever you're ready, Nuala."
(Savannah)
[18:06:14] Nuala would give a deep breath before following the girl. She wished to tell her she rather not do this now with what had happened but it would be dishonorable to break a agreement she did by signing the forum it seems.

Nuala would have her sword drawn and stanced ready for combat. Her body crackled waves of holy lightning that zoomed up and down the pauldrons and breastplate of her armour.

Her visage was cold and expressionless as she prepared. Her silver hair falling down her shoulders and bare arms, her blue hues studying her opponent. Nuala would see the shifting magic and would just be on her guard. She would give a quick nod to Savannah to signal that she was ready whenever she was.

(Nuala Perrafin)
[18:07:05] Nuala Perrafin: (Need your stane Sav :v)
[18:07:05] Nuala Perrafin: (Stance*
[18:07:56] Savannah: tabbed out, sry)
[18:09:39] Not only did the air shimmmer with the flux of time, but with the bending of the air waves, as well. Particles shifted and shuddered, speeding up violently. The heat was growing intense - the air around Savannah was quite literally an oven. At the tips of her stream of water, the hot air met with the liquid, giving off a trail of steam.

She shuffled her feet, and the grass beneath it sizzled and simmered. There was no doubt that the dry grass was now suspectable to Savannah's fire...

Stave in hand, she charged forward without warning!

"Let's get this over with, Perrafin!"
(Savannah)
[18:12:12] {combat} Savannah has been defeated by Nuala Perrafin! They're unable to continue fighting.
[18:12:12] Savannah: oom game too strong)
[18:15:37] Nuala would not know what to expect from this battle she would start the battle and prepare it like any other with stancing and when the battle started to begin the game of keep away. Her style of fighting could be seen as cowardly until she appeared in front of your face with a flash of lightning and send a maelstrom of spells up close before zipping away to peg away at your forum with projectiles.

Her sword was almost unused in the fight with her focusing on using her magics over them. She would seem over time to get her opponent to a point where they would of backed off and Nuala would await her she would stand not cocky but confident "Are you finished?" a phrase just as matching as her cold expression.
(Nuala Perrafin)
[18:17:20] Nuala was cold, analytical, and smart. Meanwhile, Savannah went all out - she had no brains and all guts when she charged into battle, throwing flames and steam and water one after the other.

Bit by bit, Nuala's magic wore her down, but Savannah wouldn't give up! She skidded to a stop for a moment, huffing and puffing... Her aura of water wavered, but then, at once, Savannah rebounded.

She rose up, standing up straight. Any bruises or scratches from Nuala's magic faded. Scratches healed and Savannah's aching legs seemed pacified... for at least a moment.

"No!" she cried, charging back in with frustration fueling her fire.
(Savannah)
[18:19:53] {combat} Savannah has been defeated by Nuala Perrafin! They're unable to continue fighting.
Nuala would be weaving in and out of attacks. The girl was also quite fast on her feet with her magics and she would take a nasty combo from her water and steam scalding her arms. Though her arms were red from heat a quick jolt of holy magic would have her back into the action. She would keep up her attack. zipping in, shocking and then moving back to fling spells out.

And though this mean of fighting she would be able to keep herself up comparison to the green haired girl that was unable to patch her self together with just her water. Nuala would seem to be the victor in this ordeal. With the victory she would give but a small bow before she started to change back into her stuff.

She rarely won fights but she rarely fought anyone her level of age or skill. It was either with family members years older than her or getting branded and hands melted by kaor yokai. She would put away her weapon for now before turning to perhaps leave back towards her home.


(Nuala Perrafin)
Savannah didn't learn her lesson. While Nuala could attack from afar, Savannah relied on being close up in order to land her short-range steam, the most scalding asset of her skills. While she danced around, strugglign to get close, the Perrafin girl whiddled her down, bit by bit, until she could go no longer...

And at once, it was obvious Nuala was the victor. Savannah tripped over herself, falling to her knees with a loud outburst of frustration. She acknowledged nothing - she didn't nod at Nuala's bow, she didn't shake her hand, she didn't thank her.

Politeness wasn't one of Savannah's key assets.

She instead sat there, staring at the dirt where her feet had scalded the grass, and let Nuala walk away without another word.
(Savannah)