Post by Horo on Oct 19, 2013 17:14:37 GMT -5
Tall, dark and handsome; Ajax stood in the middle of the ring waiting for his contestants to appear. The second match was about to be underway, a woman named Rikka and a man named Carlos would soon be battling to the near death for the roaring crowd. Ajax reflected on his past tournaments, realizing that the crowd was always bloodthirsty. But this thought wasn’t important, in his daze, Carlos Log had begun to make his way towards the stage with a rose in his mouth.
“Introducing, from the Long School of Chain weapons, Carlos Long! This master of martial arts is 43 years old, but he is still kicking. His favorite weapons consist of the sickle and chain, nunchaku and that strange little knife on a chain thingy. He strikes like a cobra in the night, let me hear you give it up for, Carlos Long!” Carlos began to salsa around the stage before tossing his rose into the crowd for the ladies to swoon over. Carlos spun around and stole the mic from Ajax, announcing in a smooth spanish accent. “Ladies, Carlos is open for business. Let today’s painting be red, like the color of our beating hearts.” He offered the mic back to Ajax and spun to his place on the stage. On his left hip was a whip, made of many small chains, at one end was a metal ball, and the other a sharp dagger.
Ajax opened his mouth to speak as the next contestant entered, but found that no words could flow from his lips.
Jumping up from the stands a with with curly fire red hair moved toward the stage as her opponent danced across the stage. She wasn’t impressed in the slightest but she smiled happily anyways. Today she was in another mismatched outfit which happened to be her trademark around school. Her shirt was camo blue with a few grease stains and her cargo pants were bright orange. She had two whips attached to her belt and her feet happened to be barefoot as she stepped onto the stage. Her emerald eyes looked Carlos up and down as she gave a shrug. ”I hope you fight better than you Salsa.” Her eyes wandered over to the announcer and looked him up and down too. Actually she would mind seeing what kind of moves he had. Giving her announcer a grin she winked at him.
As if a magical kiss had graced Ajax’s lips, he awoke from his daze and coughed, trying to hide his blush from Rikka. “And here we have the fiery fox of technology! The inventor, the sister, Rikka!” Ajax continued on as Carlos approached Rikka and began to whisper into her ear “You don’t like my moves on the stage? Strange, you must be of another persuasion, if you understand my meaning. I don’t like being hard on the ladies outside of my bed but you have forced me to make this exception. I hope you die with grace and honor Fox-girl.”
Rikka grinned showing her teeth as his challenge. ”Well its not that I prefer women but you simply aren’t my type. Besides I like have control in the bedroom so guess you're off the list. Though the announcer on the other hand... Oh and dying isn’t on the agenda today.” Rikka glanced down at his metal weapons before smirking as plans formed in her mind.
“So let’s see how our two contestants fair in this battle of glory and pride!” Ajax finished, slightly concerned of the private conversation going on between Rikka and Carlos. He cursed his lack of super hearing, but felt inspired as Rikka gave him a glance or two. Carlos pouted his lips slightly as Rikka fired shots at him, acting as if he hadn’t done the same to her. “You sadden me. But fear not, it takes more than a sharp tongue to slay one such as I.”
Carlos took a few paces back from Rikka and gave another wave to the crowd. He removed his shirt and tossed it into the crowd exposing his broad chest before bowing to expose his back, and took his chain into hand. Ajax walked past Rikka on his way exiting the stage and whispered to her. “If you’ve never fought a QiLong before take heed. They have no powers, but their reflexes are... spectacular to say the least.” Ajax hopped down from the stage and smiled to the crowd. “Let the match begin!”
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Audience: The twins smirked as Carlos dramatically entered the stage and caused several girls in the stands to swoon. sigh, monks. For living in mostly seclusion people just eat them up...would you like to have some fun Taighlour? The twins grinned as they caught his discarded shirt, Taylour winked at Carlos, figuring they’d tease this guy. We could also help Ajax and Rikka along….I have a plan The twins texted one of the other girls on campus who they knew had the skills for the job.
Brielle smiled as she threaded her way out of the stands and towards where Ajax was standing. She had the perfect thing the twins had asked for. She walked up to Ajax smiling slightly, she tapped him on the shoulder blade to get his attention and handed him a rose that was made out of a shiny red metal rosebud on a stem, it would ‘bloom’ when Rikka touched it, or if he touched it in the right spot. attached to it was a sticky note that said “Give this to Rikka, she’ll love it! p.s, the edges are sharp.” Brielle handed the rose to him with the sticky note in plain view, smiled and disappeared back into the crowd before he could respond.
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Rikka rolled her eyes as Carlos ditched his shirt. Hearing Ajax’s advice she didn’t even twitch as she grinned. Actually she was testing her reflexes by entering this tournament, however she would heed his advice. As he announced the match beginning she unlatched her whips and cracked the right one towards Carlo’s left side. She wanted to test his reflexes first.
Carlos turned his head slightly to the side as the whip flew past his ear. The expression on his face made the crowd cheer, as he turned slightly, keeping Rikka in his peripheral vision to wave to his fans. “Please, try again. I don’t want to strike a lady before she strikes me.”
Rikka smiled as he evaded. With a lovely flick of her wrist she brought her whip sailing over her head before sending it flying back toward toward his midsection with a bit more speed than before. With a grin she slowly started to heat a couple of his weapons from the inside out. It would take a while before he realized anything about them though.
Carlos stepped backwards and dodged the whip again, keeping his cool smile. “I guess I will have to strike you then.” he raised his chain to attack but stopped and stared at it. “That is an interesting thing you can do fox girl.” He claimed as he dropped the weapon on the ground and pulled out a pair of gloves. “I don’t want to burn my hands now.” Carlos picked the cool chain back up as Ajax called out on the mic.
“There is it folks, the infrared cameras confirmed it! In an attempt to disarm Carlos Rikka has begun to heat the chain, slowly it seems, but that won’t be a surprise to a QiLong who can see in all different spectrums of light.
Carlos began to move forward, spinning his chain a few times before releasing the ball towards Rikka’s mid section. His speed of attack wasn’t incredible but the fluidity of the ball caught the crowds attention.
Jumping backwards she swung her previously unused left whip out aiming to have the end of it connect with the ball and chain to yank it away. Flicking her right whip out she attempted to strike his knee joint.
Carlos lifted his left leg to avoid the shot from Rikka’s right whip, As his ball was compromised Carlos tosses his knife towards Rikka, hoping to hit her in the face (at which point magic would teleport her away and spare her life) He retreated with a spin and pulled a chain and sickle from under his left pants leg. “Weapon #2 of 3 my dear.” He called as he dashed forward to slice at her throat.
As he tossed the knife she ducked tucking her self into a summersault before popping back up onto her feet and found him pulling out yet another chained weapon. ”Awesome! I so want one of those.” She seemed to be oblivious to the fact he was using killing moves on her as she cartwheeled to the side narrowly avoiding the sickle but it did catch one of her pockets. Suddenly the arena was littered with tiny marble like metal orbs. Dodging around the orbs she moved away from Carlos and looked around the arena. ”So thats the pocket I put those in!” Grinning at Carlos she gave a wave before cracking her whips at his feet to send him toward the metal orbs.
Carlos avoided Rikka’s whips with relaxed movements of his feet. Keeping the balls of his feet on the arena stage, he prevented himself from stepping onto a mass of spheres and losing his balance.
Carlos performed another attack, but this one was from a standing position. He began to spin the sickle around above his head forcing it to gain blurring speed before launching it out into a sphere that had Rikka within its range. He started spinning around on the balls of his feet, nearly dancing as he kept the speed up and rapidly adjusted the chains distance in attempts to hit Rikka.
Ajax called out on the mic once more. “It looks like carlos is performing his famed, chain dance! In this attack he spins like a falling rose until his victims hearts are his, or he gets to dizzy I guess. Fun fact! QiLong don’t use computers since they hurt their eyes with the low refresh rates!”
Rikka watched him as he avoided her attacks and tilted her head slightly as she watched him while he began a chain dance of sorts. ”This boy sure loves dancing.” Sensitive eyes...Well if he wouldn’t step on her spheres she would simply activate them herself. Pulling out a pair of sunglasses she put them on as she ducked and moved away from the lengthening sickle. Snapping her fingers half of the spheres released a blinding light large enough to blind the entire gym of people.
Not stopping there she added heat to the sickle and amplified it to melting point in the chain and handle. This could possibly send the sickle into the crowd and the handle to be melted over one of Carlos’s hands.
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Ajax thought about what to do with the rose. It would have to wait until the end of the battle, since he could intervene in the ring until then. He looked back to Brielle and sighed “I can’t give this to her until after the battle has completed, but I will do it. You have my word as a man.” Ajax smiled and slid the rose into one of his pants pockets.
Near Ajax near the arena was a child of about five years old with white hair and the same mismatched clothes as Rikka jumping up and down in her seat. She was cheering rather loudly for Rikka to win and beat the weird dancing boy.
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As the spheres began to crackle Carlos started to close his eyes in an attempt to protect them. He felt the sickle heat up in his hand and cried out in pain as the metal burned through his gloves. He opened his eyes and glared at Rikka, she had hurt him. Hurt him deeply. Carlos pulled one last weapon from under his other pants leg, a nunchaku and began to spin it around in his left hand.
“Rikka, you are making this very difficult. Why wouldn’t you just die?” Carlos dashed forward and began spinning the nunchaku at blurring speeds, trying to hit Rikka in the head, then knee, then between the legs and back to the head, keeping the rhythm as he pushed her around the stage.
Rikka watched as he seemed to get mad over actually having hurt him. Well she could do better. Suddenly he was pushing her around the stage as she avoided the attacks. He did manage to get a few hits on her legs that Rikka was sure she would feel later. Concentrating she set off the other half of the spheres as he chased her around the arena. Getting slightly impatient with his child like attitude toward getting hurt she lit her whips on fire and jumped backwards swinging both her whips at his neck and torso. ”Oh yes and I am not designed to die, but maybe you are...” It only took a moment more as she lit the clothing he was wearing on fire. She was passed testing him and instead was teaching him a lesson like the spoiled brat he was.
Ajax called over the mic “It looks like Carlos is finally taking his opponent seriously.”
Carlos was prepared for the second burst of light and adjusted his vision as the light filled the arena once more. Focusing on Rikka’s heat signature he continued to strike, but her next attack forced him to backwards roll to avoid damage. His clothing was soon stripped from his body as the warrior stood stark naked in the center of the arena. Aside form the pair of nunchaku in his left hand, one more pair was strapped to his leg, showing that he had originally intended to use two.
Carlos glared at Rikka as in equal for the first time since the match had started. “I might have underestimated the amount of power you possessed Rikka. No matter, I still won’t lose.”Carlos moved in again to attack Rikka. His strikes were aimed and quick as he moved to dodge the whips.
Ajax on the mic again “Well... it seems that Carlos has stripped down to the nude, the women in the crowd and some of the men are... loving it to say the least, but now you could say he is a a bit of a disadvantage. I doubt Rikka will hesitate to... strike his venerables now.” Ajax wasn’t quite sure how to commentate on this situation.
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As the clothing came off, a man in the audience who was dressed more garishly then Rikka or Kiki whistled and cheered: Edward’s tastes were well known in the school. The twins teleported down to Kiki, covering her eyes before she could see anything. Taylour teleported Carlos’s shirt back into the arena, and around his waist before anymore girls could pass out and have nose bleeds.
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The twins grinned as they stood up and took the mic from Ajax and continued commenting on this...situation, at least till Ajax took the mic back ”Well folks, it looks like Carlos is putting it all out there for this fight. Since he couldn’t tempt Rikka earlier he’s trying a more...direct approach. Taylour, do you think this is part of his strategy? Oh, I’m sure it is, as you can see the audience can’t concentrate on anything but his...stunning body; I’m sure there’s some hemorrhaging in the stands” They grinned, this was fun.
Rikka struck with her whips using her speed to her advantage to drive him back across the arena. Knowing he had another set of Nunchaku she quickly heated up the connecting chain against his inner calf possibly melting skin also before setting the wood on fire burning with more heat than it probably should have.
Carlos jumped backwards and tossed his nunchaku at Rikka before reaching down with his right hand to free the other one from his leg. The high temperature melted the metal from his hand and soon the flaming nunchaku was also sailing through the air at Rikka. Carlos rushed backwards and pulled his ball and chain with knife off the arena floor, dropping and rolling to stop the fire on his shirt-skirt as he picked it up.
Carlos began to spin the blade around his body, guessing that he had one or two more strikes before Rikka began to heat the metal up as she had with his chain and sickle. He ran forward and with a very flashy spin jump flung the knife slightly to the left of Rikka’s neck in hope that , from her perspective she would move right and actually step into the stab.
Ajax snatched the mic back from Talighour and began again. “It looks like Carlos isn’t having an easy time with this little fire cracker. This could be it for the QiLong warrior!” Ajax took a deep breath as the knife flew through the air.
Rikka’s eyes sharpened on her opponent as if he were prey as he tossed the burning wood at her. Flicking her arms up she cracked her whips in the air diverting the flying wood as the wood hit the ground no longer burning. Instead she had absorbed the fire into her whips when they had come in contact. Watching him pick up the weapons she started forward before having to back up as he began spinning.
As he flung the knife at her she raced forward as a fire shield jumped between her and the metal; is was melted on contact as she jumped through the collapsing fire barrier. Swinging her whips she aimed one at his torso and the other, again, at his neck. This time though her whips seemed to be a good three feet longer as she extended the fire on her whips from the fire she absorbed from the shield. If he dodged them again the right whip which was aimed at his neck would burst before encircling his neck in a ring of fire.
Carlos nearly spat as his knife was melted, but was first forced to evade her whip strikes. She prepared to simply move when his eyes caught the slight movement at the tips. He turned and rolled away, taking the whip which had been aimed for his neck’s strike to his left ankle. Carlos looked left, then right before sighing and lifting his hands into the air.
“It looks like Carlos is out of usable weapons! Meaning that, yes he is! Carlos has forfeit the match!” Ajax ran forward and lept onto the stage, taking Rikka’s wrist and lifting it high in the air. “Meaning that Rikka is our victor!”
Carlos stood up and waved to his fans before swiping the mic from Ajax. “This little fox, Rikka, fought well. I have lost, but ladies don’t worry. I’m still sexy.” He winked and tossed the mic back to Ajax before walking towards the edge of the ring. At the edge of the ring he turned back and whispered “good job” before walking out towards the locker rooms.
Rikka let her fire go out as Carlos gave in and lost. Coiling her whips up she attached them to her side before Ajax ran up and announced her the winner. Rikka gave Carlos a grin before she turned to Ajax. ”Well that was fun.”
Ajax reached into his pocket and announced “From a fan of yours Rikka, I give you this rose. Watch out, the edges are sharp.”
Rikka took the rose as he held it out to her. Smiling she looked into his eyes. ”That fan wouldn’t be you would it?”
Ajax laughed and spoke into the mic which had been picking up both their voices. “Oh now Rikka, You’re going to make me blush! Crowd come on, is this girl on fire or what!?” The crowd cheered as Ajax kissed Rikka’s hand. “We have a champion in the making! Let’s hear it for RIKKA!”
Rikka ended up being the one to blush as he spoke and kissed her hand. Not to be outdone she got a mischievous look in her eyes. ”You call that a kiss?” Grabbing his shirt with her free hand she pulled him into lip-lip kiss. Pulling away she grinned at him.
Ajax’s dark skin flush as he gazed into Rikka’s eyes. “Well” he looked at the crowd and smiled “I guess I’m the real winner now!” Ajax smiled at Rikka and realised that he was still holding her hand/wrist. Out of the mic he spoke “We’re holding hands... I know I just met you, but this just feels so right. Let’s meet up before your next match for lunch or something? I want to get to know you.”
Rikka grinned and let go of his shirt before swiping the mic. ”I’m swiping the announcer now find a different one!” Instead of handing the mic back she tossed it over to the twins as Kiki came racing over. ”How about we go get food now? I’m starving. Using my fire always takes the energy out of me.” Kiki jumped up and down talking about all the moves and moving excitedly. When she finally calmed down Kiki took a look at Ajax than her sister and gave a big grin! ”I will stay with the twins! Have fun!” Giggling like the five year old she was she skipped over to the twins singing ‘Rikka and Ajax sitting in a tree.’ The twins had helpfully supplied his name.
Blushing Rikka started off with him before looking at him. “Oh yes. Mr. Announcer. Whats your name?”
Ajax was pulled away, rushed by an adorable child and then alone walking with Rikka in a matter of seconds. His thoughts scrambled to find the answer to her question. “I... My name is... I forgot..” He dropped his head in shame as it hit him. “Oh, my name is--”
“It’s Ajax” The twins yelled back as they walked out of the ring, swinging Kiki between them.
Ajax laughed “Yes, my name is Ajax. It’s nice to meet you Rikka.”
Rikka chuckled as he seemed to forget his own name. ”Nice to meet you too Ajax. I know of a cafe on campus we can go to.”
Ajax smiled and laughed “Alright, that sounds like it would be a nice quiet change from this loud arena.” Ajax lead the way out of the floating stadium, showing Rikka the back ways to the elevator where they could avoid all the press who managed to get this far past security. The elevator ride down was fast and soon the duo were back on solid ground in front of the gym.
“You can lead on from here.”
“Introducing, from the Long School of Chain weapons, Carlos Long! This master of martial arts is 43 years old, but he is still kicking. His favorite weapons consist of the sickle and chain, nunchaku and that strange little knife on a chain thingy. He strikes like a cobra in the night, let me hear you give it up for, Carlos Long!” Carlos began to salsa around the stage before tossing his rose into the crowd for the ladies to swoon over. Carlos spun around and stole the mic from Ajax, announcing in a smooth spanish accent. “Ladies, Carlos is open for business. Let today’s painting be red, like the color of our beating hearts.” He offered the mic back to Ajax and spun to his place on the stage. On his left hip was a whip, made of many small chains, at one end was a metal ball, and the other a sharp dagger.
Ajax opened his mouth to speak as the next contestant entered, but found that no words could flow from his lips.
Jumping up from the stands a with with curly fire red hair moved toward the stage as her opponent danced across the stage. She wasn’t impressed in the slightest but she smiled happily anyways. Today she was in another mismatched outfit which happened to be her trademark around school. Her shirt was camo blue with a few grease stains and her cargo pants were bright orange. She had two whips attached to her belt and her feet happened to be barefoot as she stepped onto the stage. Her emerald eyes looked Carlos up and down as she gave a shrug. ”I hope you fight better than you Salsa.” Her eyes wandered over to the announcer and looked him up and down too. Actually she would mind seeing what kind of moves he had. Giving her announcer a grin she winked at him.
As if a magical kiss had graced Ajax’s lips, he awoke from his daze and coughed, trying to hide his blush from Rikka. “And here we have the fiery fox of technology! The inventor, the sister, Rikka!” Ajax continued on as Carlos approached Rikka and began to whisper into her ear “You don’t like my moves on the stage? Strange, you must be of another persuasion, if you understand my meaning. I don’t like being hard on the ladies outside of my bed but you have forced me to make this exception. I hope you die with grace and honor Fox-girl.”
Rikka grinned showing her teeth as his challenge. ”Well its not that I prefer women but you simply aren’t my type. Besides I like have control in the bedroom so guess you're off the list. Though the announcer on the other hand... Oh and dying isn’t on the agenda today.” Rikka glanced down at his metal weapons before smirking as plans formed in her mind.
“So let’s see how our two contestants fair in this battle of glory and pride!” Ajax finished, slightly concerned of the private conversation going on between Rikka and Carlos. He cursed his lack of super hearing, but felt inspired as Rikka gave him a glance or two. Carlos pouted his lips slightly as Rikka fired shots at him, acting as if he hadn’t done the same to her. “You sadden me. But fear not, it takes more than a sharp tongue to slay one such as I.”
Carlos took a few paces back from Rikka and gave another wave to the crowd. He removed his shirt and tossed it into the crowd exposing his broad chest before bowing to expose his back, and took his chain into hand. Ajax walked past Rikka on his way exiting the stage and whispered to her. “If you’ve never fought a QiLong before take heed. They have no powers, but their reflexes are... spectacular to say the least.” Ajax hopped down from the stage and smiled to the crowd. “Let the match begin!”
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Audience: The twins smirked as Carlos dramatically entered the stage and caused several girls in the stands to swoon. sigh, monks. For living in mostly seclusion people just eat them up...would you like to have some fun Taighlour? The twins grinned as they caught his discarded shirt, Taylour winked at Carlos, figuring they’d tease this guy. We could also help Ajax and Rikka along….I have a plan The twins texted one of the other girls on campus who they knew had the skills for the job.
Brielle smiled as she threaded her way out of the stands and towards where Ajax was standing. She had the perfect thing the twins had asked for. She walked up to Ajax smiling slightly, she tapped him on the shoulder blade to get his attention and handed him a rose that was made out of a shiny red metal rosebud on a stem, it would ‘bloom’ when Rikka touched it, or if he touched it in the right spot. attached to it was a sticky note that said “Give this to Rikka, she’ll love it! p.s, the edges are sharp.” Brielle handed the rose to him with the sticky note in plain view, smiled and disappeared back into the crowd before he could respond.
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Rikka rolled her eyes as Carlos ditched his shirt. Hearing Ajax’s advice she didn’t even twitch as she grinned. Actually she was testing her reflexes by entering this tournament, however she would heed his advice. As he announced the match beginning she unlatched her whips and cracked the right one towards Carlo’s left side. She wanted to test his reflexes first.
Carlos turned his head slightly to the side as the whip flew past his ear. The expression on his face made the crowd cheer, as he turned slightly, keeping Rikka in his peripheral vision to wave to his fans. “Please, try again. I don’t want to strike a lady before she strikes me.”
Rikka smiled as he evaded. With a lovely flick of her wrist she brought her whip sailing over her head before sending it flying back toward toward his midsection with a bit more speed than before. With a grin she slowly started to heat a couple of his weapons from the inside out. It would take a while before he realized anything about them though.
Carlos stepped backwards and dodged the whip again, keeping his cool smile. “I guess I will have to strike you then.” he raised his chain to attack but stopped and stared at it. “That is an interesting thing you can do fox girl.” He claimed as he dropped the weapon on the ground and pulled out a pair of gloves. “I don’t want to burn my hands now.” Carlos picked the cool chain back up as Ajax called out on the mic.
“There is it folks, the infrared cameras confirmed it! In an attempt to disarm Carlos Rikka has begun to heat the chain, slowly it seems, but that won’t be a surprise to a QiLong who can see in all different spectrums of light.
Carlos began to move forward, spinning his chain a few times before releasing the ball towards Rikka’s mid section. His speed of attack wasn’t incredible but the fluidity of the ball caught the crowds attention.
Jumping backwards she swung her previously unused left whip out aiming to have the end of it connect with the ball and chain to yank it away. Flicking her right whip out she attempted to strike his knee joint.
Carlos lifted his left leg to avoid the shot from Rikka’s right whip, As his ball was compromised Carlos tosses his knife towards Rikka, hoping to hit her in the face (at which point magic would teleport her away and spare her life) He retreated with a spin and pulled a chain and sickle from under his left pants leg. “Weapon #2 of 3 my dear.” He called as he dashed forward to slice at her throat.
As he tossed the knife she ducked tucking her self into a summersault before popping back up onto her feet and found him pulling out yet another chained weapon. ”Awesome! I so want one of those.” She seemed to be oblivious to the fact he was using killing moves on her as she cartwheeled to the side narrowly avoiding the sickle but it did catch one of her pockets. Suddenly the arena was littered with tiny marble like metal orbs. Dodging around the orbs she moved away from Carlos and looked around the arena. ”So thats the pocket I put those in!” Grinning at Carlos she gave a wave before cracking her whips at his feet to send him toward the metal orbs.
Carlos avoided Rikka’s whips with relaxed movements of his feet. Keeping the balls of his feet on the arena stage, he prevented himself from stepping onto a mass of spheres and losing his balance.
Carlos performed another attack, but this one was from a standing position. He began to spin the sickle around above his head forcing it to gain blurring speed before launching it out into a sphere that had Rikka within its range. He started spinning around on the balls of his feet, nearly dancing as he kept the speed up and rapidly adjusted the chains distance in attempts to hit Rikka.
Ajax called out on the mic once more. “It looks like carlos is performing his famed, chain dance! In this attack he spins like a falling rose until his victims hearts are his, or he gets to dizzy I guess. Fun fact! QiLong don’t use computers since they hurt their eyes with the low refresh rates!”
Rikka watched him as he avoided her attacks and tilted her head slightly as she watched him while he began a chain dance of sorts. ”This boy sure loves dancing.” Sensitive eyes...Well if he wouldn’t step on her spheres she would simply activate them herself. Pulling out a pair of sunglasses she put them on as she ducked and moved away from the lengthening sickle. Snapping her fingers half of the spheres released a blinding light large enough to blind the entire gym of people.
Not stopping there she added heat to the sickle and amplified it to melting point in the chain and handle. This could possibly send the sickle into the crowd and the handle to be melted over one of Carlos’s hands.
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Ajax thought about what to do with the rose. It would have to wait until the end of the battle, since he could intervene in the ring until then. He looked back to Brielle and sighed “I can’t give this to her until after the battle has completed, but I will do it. You have my word as a man.” Ajax smiled and slid the rose into one of his pants pockets.
Near Ajax near the arena was a child of about five years old with white hair and the same mismatched clothes as Rikka jumping up and down in her seat. She was cheering rather loudly for Rikka to win and beat the weird dancing boy.
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As the spheres began to crackle Carlos started to close his eyes in an attempt to protect them. He felt the sickle heat up in his hand and cried out in pain as the metal burned through his gloves. He opened his eyes and glared at Rikka, she had hurt him. Hurt him deeply. Carlos pulled one last weapon from under his other pants leg, a nunchaku and began to spin it around in his left hand.
“Rikka, you are making this very difficult. Why wouldn’t you just die?” Carlos dashed forward and began spinning the nunchaku at blurring speeds, trying to hit Rikka in the head, then knee, then between the legs and back to the head, keeping the rhythm as he pushed her around the stage.
Rikka watched as he seemed to get mad over actually having hurt him. Well she could do better. Suddenly he was pushing her around the stage as she avoided the attacks. He did manage to get a few hits on her legs that Rikka was sure she would feel later. Concentrating she set off the other half of the spheres as he chased her around the arena. Getting slightly impatient with his child like attitude toward getting hurt she lit her whips on fire and jumped backwards swinging both her whips at his neck and torso. ”Oh yes and I am not designed to die, but maybe you are...” It only took a moment more as she lit the clothing he was wearing on fire. She was passed testing him and instead was teaching him a lesson like the spoiled brat he was.
Ajax called over the mic “It looks like Carlos is finally taking his opponent seriously.”
Carlos was prepared for the second burst of light and adjusted his vision as the light filled the arena once more. Focusing on Rikka’s heat signature he continued to strike, but her next attack forced him to backwards roll to avoid damage. His clothing was soon stripped from his body as the warrior stood stark naked in the center of the arena. Aside form the pair of nunchaku in his left hand, one more pair was strapped to his leg, showing that he had originally intended to use two.
Carlos glared at Rikka as in equal for the first time since the match had started. “I might have underestimated the amount of power you possessed Rikka. No matter, I still won’t lose.”Carlos moved in again to attack Rikka. His strikes were aimed and quick as he moved to dodge the whips.
Ajax on the mic again “Well... it seems that Carlos has stripped down to the nude, the women in the crowd and some of the men are... loving it to say the least, but now you could say he is a a bit of a disadvantage. I doubt Rikka will hesitate to... strike his venerables now.” Ajax wasn’t quite sure how to commentate on this situation.
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As the clothing came off, a man in the audience who was dressed more garishly then Rikka or Kiki whistled and cheered: Edward’s tastes were well known in the school. The twins teleported down to Kiki, covering her eyes before she could see anything. Taylour teleported Carlos’s shirt back into the arena, and around his waist before anymore girls could pass out and have nose bleeds.
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The twins grinned as they stood up and took the mic from Ajax and continued commenting on this...situation, at least till Ajax took the mic back ”Well folks, it looks like Carlos is putting it all out there for this fight. Since he couldn’t tempt Rikka earlier he’s trying a more...direct approach. Taylour, do you think this is part of his strategy? Oh, I’m sure it is, as you can see the audience can’t concentrate on anything but his...stunning body; I’m sure there’s some hemorrhaging in the stands” They grinned, this was fun.
Rikka struck with her whips using her speed to her advantage to drive him back across the arena. Knowing he had another set of Nunchaku she quickly heated up the connecting chain against his inner calf possibly melting skin also before setting the wood on fire burning with more heat than it probably should have.
Carlos jumped backwards and tossed his nunchaku at Rikka before reaching down with his right hand to free the other one from his leg. The high temperature melted the metal from his hand and soon the flaming nunchaku was also sailing through the air at Rikka. Carlos rushed backwards and pulled his ball and chain with knife off the arena floor, dropping and rolling to stop the fire on his shirt-skirt as he picked it up.
Carlos began to spin the blade around his body, guessing that he had one or two more strikes before Rikka began to heat the metal up as she had with his chain and sickle. He ran forward and with a very flashy spin jump flung the knife slightly to the left of Rikka’s neck in hope that , from her perspective she would move right and actually step into the stab.
Ajax snatched the mic back from Talighour and began again. “It looks like Carlos isn’t having an easy time with this little fire cracker. This could be it for the QiLong warrior!” Ajax took a deep breath as the knife flew through the air.
Rikka’s eyes sharpened on her opponent as if he were prey as he tossed the burning wood at her. Flicking her arms up she cracked her whips in the air diverting the flying wood as the wood hit the ground no longer burning. Instead she had absorbed the fire into her whips when they had come in contact. Watching him pick up the weapons she started forward before having to back up as he began spinning.
As he flung the knife at her she raced forward as a fire shield jumped between her and the metal; is was melted on contact as she jumped through the collapsing fire barrier. Swinging her whips she aimed one at his torso and the other, again, at his neck. This time though her whips seemed to be a good three feet longer as she extended the fire on her whips from the fire she absorbed from the shield. If he dodged them again the right whip which was aimed at his neck would burst before encircling his neck in a ring of fire.
Carlos nearly spat as his knife was melted, but was first forced to evade her whip strikes. She prepared to simply move when his eyes caught the slight movement at the tips. He turned and rolled away, taking the whip which had been aimed for his neck’s strike to his left ankle. Carlos looked left, then right before sighing and lifting his hands into the air.
“It looks like Carlos is out of usable weapons! Meaning that, yes he is! Carlos has forfeit the match!” Ajax ran forward and lept onto the stage, taking Rikka’s wrist and lifting it high in the air. “Meaning that Rikka is our victor!”
Carlos stood up and waved to his fans before swiping the mic from Ajax. “This little fox, Rikka, fought well. I have lost, but ladies don’t worry. I’m still sexy.” He winked and tossed the mic back to Ajax before walking towards the edge of the ring. At the edge of the ring he turned back and whispered “good job” before walking out towards the locker rooms.
Rikka let her fire go out as Carlos gave in and lost. Coiling her whips up she attached them to her side before Ajax ran up and announced her the winner. Rikka gave Carlos a grin before she turned to Ajax. ”Well that was fun.”
Ajax reached into his pocket and announced “From a fan of yours Rikka, I give you this rose. Watch out, the edges are sharp.”
Rikka took the rose as he held it out to her. Smiling she looked into his eyes. ”That fan wouldn’t be you would it?”
Ajax laughed and spoke into the mic which had been picking up both their voices. “Oh now Rikka, You’re going to make me blush! Crowd come on, is this girl on fire or what!?” The crowd cheered as Ajax kissed Rikka’s hand. “We have a champion in the making! Let’s hear it for RIKKA!”
Rikka ended up being the one to blush as he spoke and kissed her hand. Not to be outdone she got a mischievous look in her eyes. ”You call that a kiss?” Grabbing his shirt with her free hand she pulled him into lip-lip kiss. Pulling away she grinned at him.
Ajax’s dark skin flush as he gazed into Rikka’s eyes. “Well” he looked at the crowd and smiled “I guess I’m the real winner now!” Ajax smiled at Rikka and realised that he was still holding her hand/wrist. Out of the mic he spoke “We’re holding hands... I know I just met you, but this just feels so right. Let’s meet up before your next match for lunch or something? I want to get to know you.”
Rikka grinned and let go of his shirt before swiping the mic. ”I’m swiping the announcer now find a different one!” Instead of handing the mic back she tossed it over to the twins as Kiki came racing over. ”How about we go get food now? I’m starving. Using my fire always takes the energy out of me.” Kiki jumped up and down talking about all the moves and moving excitedly. When she finally calmed down Kiki took a look at Ajax than her sister and gave a big grin! ”I will stay with the twins! Have fun!” Giggling like the five year old she was she skipped over to the twins singing ‘Rikka and Ajax sitting in a tree.’ The twins had helpfully supplied his name.
Blushing Rikka started off with him before looking at him. “Oh yes. Mr. Announcer. Whats your name?”
Ajax was pulled away, rushed by an adorable child and then alone walking with Rikka in a matter of seconds. His thoughts scrambled to find the answer to her question. “I... My name is... I forgot..” He dropped his head in shame as it hit him. “Oh, my name is--”
“It’s Ajax” The twins yelled back as they walked out of the ring, swinging Kiki between them.
Ajax laughed “Yes, my name is Ajax. It’s nice to meet you Rikka.”
Rikka chuckled as he seemed to forget his own name. ”Nice to meet you too Ajax. I know of a cafe on campus we can go to.”
Ajax smiled and laughed “Alright, that sounds like it would be a nice quiet change from this loud arena.” Ajax lead the way out of the floating stadium, showing Rikka the back ways to the elevator where they could avoid all the press who managed to get this far past security. The elevator ride down was fast and soon the duo were back on solid ground in front of the gym.
“You can lead on from here.”