Description: The Devil of Koga is on the prowl for fresh blood. Stalking the outskirts of schools, hunting for wayward children. Although, the Devil discovers that the prey of Pacific High are far, far more dangerous than they appear. Will the huntress become the hunted? Will Eva fight for the legacy of her brother?
Run, run, run, run. Bulky art supplies weigh down the dark-haired girl's arms, from a collapsable easel under one arm to a bag full of paints and brushes hanging off another shoulder. Then, there's her purse, her current canvas, and a few other things, all looking rather annoying in having to carry them all at once.
Training? Bah, Eva's constantly training, even when she's not. Like right now. Endurance! "I can't believe it... I completely took too long...." Pausing underneath a headlight to rest her weary bones, Eva pants, her legs and body still hurting from that fight with Miu not too long ago. She's okay; her body bounces back pretty quickly, but the pain... oy. She pushes back a sleeve of her jacket to reveal a watch. ".... I hope they're not too strict about curfews... Never again, never again!"
At least the evening feels pleasant! The warmth of spring beginning to grip the land, bathing the air in a heat that lingers even when the sun long-since slipped into the west. The coastal breeze doing little to cool the girl's overheated muscles as the outskirts of the campus remains quiet.
So very quiet and still.
It may dawn on the new exchange student that she can no longer hear the sound of the campus in the distance. Even the sounds of insects and birds have quieted away in the midst of her panting. Leaving an uneasiness in its wake. A silent tension in the air, palpable.
..Why does it feel chilly all the sudden?
It does feel pleasant. Looking out over the ocean, Eva ponders, for a moment, the possibility of it as a piece of its own. The distant lights glimmering over an inky darkness of water and sky, purples, blues, and ochres bring out the color where eyesight usually overlooks in reality.
It's a nice thought, but not one she hesitates on for very long. Something else becomes more pressing to ponder over; it's very close to Pacifica campus grounds, and yet, the very air tastes unnatural to Eva like she stepped into the middle of some ghost town in a horror novel, quiet and cold. Could it be fear that is doing this to her? The young girl has not known such a thing since coming here; everything seemed to be moderated and safe.
Eva's never had to fight for her life before. Like anyone who's known a possible battle when she sees one, she kneels down, slowly unhooking the various supplies and equipment off her arms. A robber, maybe? A maniac? But the atmosphere wouldn't feel so offkey in such a case... "Who's there? ... Please show yourself. It's very unkind to hide on a young girl like this. If you're looking for money, it's not enough to make it worth fighting me."
The uneasy sensation of eyes boring into you. Watching you. Sensing your every move. Every tremble of your lip. Every shake of your fingers.
Southtown is not safe. Not for the average little girl milling to and fro happily between classes. There are places you do not go at any time of the day. Especially not alone.
But then.. This close to Pacific High should be safe. Very rarely are there any reports of muggers or stalkers. Certainly some unofficial fights have broken out but.. Nothing serious.
Although, something feels.. wrong. If there was some common criminal, they would have said something. Made a move. Given demands. Something.. anything.
Certainly not continue bathing the this poor girl in disconcerting silence.
Which is when Eva sees her.
A frantic look over her shoulder.. and a tall silouette is there. Perhaps this shadowy figure was always there.. and only now permitted herself to be known. The clouded moonlight barely revealing the outline of a dark parasol, unfurled and hiding the upper half of what appears to be a beautiful, ebon kimono. The shadowy image radiant in darkness.. surrounded by an aura of stillness. No motion. Not even the breeze seems to stir that blackened kimono.
..A ghost?
Southtown is not safe, but neither is Chicago. However, Eva had the benefit of a twin brother who was locally well known; usually, the only ones who ever dared to bother the girl were too slow and stupid to be of any match, even before Eva began to fully train herself. Now, it's a completely different story.
Eva is not safe. Looking over her shoulder, crystal blue eyes training upon the dark silhouette, the girl turns to fully face the other woman. However...
"..... wow....." ..... Strangely enough, instead of being scared, Eva is amazed. After all, with the presentation and the outfit, it's just like one of those Japanese ghost tales Eva's taken upon reading in the library: a bakemono? Oni? .... Something. But really, why this? Ghosts aren't real, correct? At least, not something that's presented like this; things like poltergeists. .... It's not that Eva is air-headed; she's just still wrestling underneath the stubborn weight of culture shock. That, and she wants to give everything and everybody the benefit of a doubt. Mysterious woman in a kimono and parasol? Must be a play, or someone doing that... cosplay deal. Maybe, even a fighter, but... why go through all the trouble? "... That costume is amazing," she says, in order to break the silence. "However, why go through all the trouble?"
Perhaps this is a play.
A traditional performance of Noh theatre, played by a dark and mysterious character. This dark creature is ethereal enough to be such a stagecraft illusion.
However, the illusion is broken as her parasol lowers in a slow, deliberate movement. A dance. A celebration of minimalist action. With an abrupt twist of her wrist, the parasol collapses with shocking clatter. Revealing achingly pale skin, all but glowing beneath the moonlight. Eyes hidden behind a curtain of ebon bangs. Her black silken locks meticulously arranged in a bun, held in place by twin golden needles.
"..Your blood stirs swiftly.." The bamboo shaft of the umbrella drops to the ground in errie silence. The ghost's violent-painted lips carress every word in a syllabant whisper, "..How hurried you run now.." Similarly painted nails speading with her spidery fingers, "..You should know better.."
Perhaps, a play. But a proper stage is nowhere in sight, and the only audience to appreciate the woman's finery is Eva herself this cool spring night. While Eva is an artist, somehow, the young girl senses that what this woman least wants is to be sketched or painted.
"It's because I'm late," Eva says softly, her heartbeat slowing down to the thrum of someone alert, rather than tired. Fingers that are more fair than spiderweb pale gesture to the art supplies lying discarded. "I was finishing this painting of a sunset, and, well. I got carried away and found out I was going to be late. But, ah, you didn't answer my question. But.... I guess it really doesn't matter." The atmosphere is too tense; it would be best for Eva to leave while she still can. "Nn," she begins, kneeling down carefully to attempt to hook her arms around some art supplies. "I wish I had the figure to pull off a kimono like that..."
But this is no play.
"Nothing matters." The whispery voice gradually deepens. Taking on a sultry resonance that only enhances the ghost's already unreal appearance.
As the girl carefully attends to her art supplies, the Devillian woman straightens. Shifting her stance as her kimono falls open past her shoulders, exposing a precarious amount of milky skin. Her arms spread slightly at her sides as her hands lift, nailed fingers spread outwards.
"Just a little taste.."
The shadowy woman's silky locks -explode- outwards, unraveling from the bun and slithering beyond her shoulders like an unfurling banner of darkness. Her bangs part with that same unfelt wind; revealing inhuman-golden eyes. Slit pupils straining as the errie, auric glow seem to stare through her.
"Surely you do not mind... Little girl.."
COMBATSYS: Marise has started a fight here on the left meter side.
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The kneel may look like that of a someone who has let her guard down, but Eva is still being careful. While she was giving the woman the benefit of a doubt earlier, the way she continued to keep on with the role of the mysterious devil-woman made Eva ponder if she was, perhaps, a little touched in the head.
Or, maybe, a fighter who just lives to put on a grand appearance. There were a few of those in the tournaments, from what Eva saw. The question, however, makes Eva's cautious expression turn to one of confusion. Bright blue eyes blink once, twice. A... taste? What sort of request is this? "... If you wish for a fight, please just come out and say so. However, if you wish to continue with this, I will have to leave." The girl straightens, sans art supplies, and assumes her fighting stance. "I will warn you; if you wish to fight, I *will* fight back to the best of my ability. So please, if this is some sort of joke, please come out and say so."
It wouldn't be the first time a joke or prank's gone over Eva's head. It's not out of stupidity, really; she's just... too serious.
COMBATSYS: Eva has joined the fight here.
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Marise 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Eva
If the ghostly woman is listening to the rapid dialogue of this chattering girl, she makes no outward sign of it.
The Devil's attention seems fixed perfectly at an indeterminate point behind Eva's eyes.. as her surprisingly lengthy tongue slides along her plush lips.
"..Then I am warned.."
The creature breathes with amusement as her lips pull back into a grin with.. distressingly sharp teeth. Golden eyes glitter with mirth as the ghostly woman steps forward with surprising quickness! Taking only a single step as her pale arm reaches out from the sleeve of her Kimono..
..And reaches.. and reaches..
The pale limb -shooting- out for the girl, fingers spread as her arm elongates nearly a half-dozen paces! Fingers spread in a bid to -clutch- the girl's face and continue extending to -shove- her down to the ground further away!
COMBATSYS: Eva blocks Marise's Maou Tsuke.
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Marise 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Eva
"... Then you leave me no choice," Eva says, her voice cracking with determination and a bit of fear. However, her body is too responsive to the whims of fighting that fear seems to leak away, leaving only the sturdy will of someone willing to fight, whether for their very life or a week's worth of comfort and health.
Of course, this lasts until the shock of seeing the woman's arms elongate before Eva's very eyes hits the young girl, making anything but the all-too-natural response of blocking all but impossible to accomplish. So block Eva does, Marise's clawed fingers meeting the practiced guard of a fighter, a response drilled into Eva to help her when wit and though temporarily fail her. Beads of blood peek out from where the claws mar her arms in their short contact, and Eva falls back to settle down by her supplies. Snatching a hefty bag, Eva twists around and throws it at Marise, attempting to hit her with the unorthodox projectile while Marise is still preparing for her next attack.
COMBATSYS: Eva successfully hits Marise with Thrown Object.
- Power hit! -
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Marise 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Eva
The shocking attack is barely deflected, the Devil's arm knocked off course as the white limb flails away from the girl.
The darkly dressed creature snickers to herself, a lowly, unearthly sound as she begins to slowly stalk forwards. Her arm quickly returning to the folds of her sleeve as she begins to approach..
*THWAP*
The unorthadox projectile pays off as the bag -SOUNDLY- slams against the ghoulish maiden's face. The impact jerking her head back as she takes a single step away.. Clearly buying the girl the time she needs as the Devil's advance is broken.
A low, breathing sound begins to fill the air as Marise knocks the bag away from her face. Eyes once again obscured beneath her unruly bangs as her shoulders shift, chest heaving in a slow, methodical fashion. Hands rising upwards as she takes in a single, long inhale.
The air feels like it becomes a degree cooler.. Movement seems to still.. As if the ghost was drawing in all nearby warmth to her.. Devouring life to feed her growing anger.
Golden eyes glinting towards Eva anew.
That. Hurt.
COMBATSYS: Marise gathers her will.
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Marise 0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0 Eva
Breathe. Fear has completely evaded the girl by now, her body moving with precision and thought where it was before powered by automatic training and reflexes.
As the bag hits squarely on the ghoulish woman's face, a fleeting worry comes across Eva's mind. Was there anything fragile in there? There were oil paint tubes, but that shouldn't be hurt too much. ".... I told you I would fight back," she then says, her soft voice showing no trace of pride or smugness at scoring the first true hit.
Skirt fluttering in the wind as she paces, Eva undoes the knotted sleeves of her black blazer, loosening and then freeing it from around her waist. Hooking the coat around her right fist, she darts forward, shoes propelling her forward as she flicks the coat towards the woman's face, attempting to disorientate her before twisting her body around to complete the move with a real uppercut to the devil woman's pale chin.
COMBATSYS: Marise blocks Eva's Sfumato Punch.
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Marise 0/-------/=======|=------\-------\0 Eva
Certainly an evasive and shrewd technique! The Devil of Koga can appreciate the woman's vigor as she presses her assault.
"Yes.. fight harder.." The ghostly woman whispers as her golden eyes follow her darting movements. With -shocking- clarity, the girl's fist is -caught- in the woman's cool, open hand. Mere inches from the woman's pale chin.. as if the devious flick of her coat did nothing to hide the girl's movements from those piercing, inhuman eyes. "..It makes the blood pump faster.."
The creature suddenly advances on the girl, her free hand moving to reach over and clasp at the girl's cheek and neck. The ghost's malleable flesh extending just a fraction as the girl inevitably attempts to duck away..
COMBATSYS: Marise successfully hits Eva with Maou Zansatsu.
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Marise 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Eva
..And successfully clamps onto the girl's pale skin.
Fingers gripping tightly, almost adhesively as Eva feels a bizarre sensation in her skin. A suction.. beneath her skin.. as warmth begins to leave her body. The veins and arteries around her neck and cheek darken and bulge as the ghost's ivory flesh slowly begins to leech a shade of crimson.. Absorbing the life right out of her!
And dodge, Eva does. It was something that seemed to be natural to something that is the complete opposite, a stretching of things not normally meant to be bent and skewed in such a fashion. She dodges, and, like a fly, she's caught in the woman's web.
When the full brunt of the attack is felt, Eva gives out a scream of complete and utter violation, like someone betrayed. No, fights *don't* go like that! That was beyond anything Eva could possibly allow for! Breaking away when Marise's attack is over, Eva jumps backward, running her hand against the bulging veins, so evident against her fair skin. "...."
Time to regroup. This is something completely different from the fight with Miu.
"..... I see now.... You were being quite literal..." Eva's hand falls from her face, and she slowly resumes her battle stance. "How sad... to think I mistook your poise as a quality of a lady... however.... you are nothing more than a leech in an expensive kimono! It disgusts me, to know that whatever you took from me runs in that tainted body of yours..."
COMBATSYS: Eva gains composure.
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Marise 1/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0 Eva
As Eva manages to yank herself away, the ghoulish creature simply remains where she is for the moment. Her hand streaked with lines of crimson, her own engorged veins starkly crimson against her painfully pale skin. Slowly the color blends deeper within her until only the immaculate porcelin remains.
"Nnnnmmm.." The ghost moans, her tongue gliding along her lips once more as she whispers deeply, "...So young.. so delicious.."
Taking a moment to simply enjoy the stolen warmth before she begins to stalk forth once more.. approaching Eva with renewed vigor .. and hunger.
She won't settle for just a taste anymore.
"...Show me more child.. Much more.." Harrowing golden eyes focused upon the youth with a predator's stare.
COMBATSYS: Marise gains composure.
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Marise 0/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0 Eva
Meanwhile, the veins in Eva's neck, inflamed and bulging through unnatural means, still stand out against her skin as she backs off. "... I didn't realize people like you *existed*... I'll surely make note of it in the future." If she survives, that is.
Eva plans on getting through this in one piece, however, without losing any more of her essence, chi, blood, or whatever this ghoulish woman took from her. If this woman plans on gaining anymore, she'll get it, but not in a form that benefits her. Taking the blazer once in one hand, she runs forward for her next attack, grabbing the other end of the blazer's sleeve in order to hook it around the woman's head. If it succeeds, the grip on the blazer would be tightened, in order to pull her into the embrace of a vicious roundhouse kick to her midsection, blazer tugged away in the quick manuver.
COMBATSYS: Marise endures Eva's Black Hook.
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Marise 1/------=/=======|===----\-------\0 Eva
The ghoulish maiden continues her slow approach. Her pale arms lifting at her sides with fingers extended, eager to move and trap. Golden eyes gleam from beneath her dark, yurei bangs as she almost seems to glide with errie grace..
Oddly enough, as the girl begins her unorthadox assault.. the ghost does not try to deflect the blow in the slightest! Her head easily bound by the quick, devious capture by the blazer and the woman easily -yanked- into that strong kick!
The dark lady buckles beneath the hit, her resonant voice issuing a sharp moan from the impact.. Followed by a quick, rasping snicker as she -rushes- forwards.. using the momentum of the girl's pull against her to push herself through that kick and attempting to embrace her..
COMBATSYS: Eva interrupts Shinigami from Marise with Cerulean Sweep.
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Marise 1/----===/=======|====---\-------\0 Eva
Again, the devil-woman surprises Eva once more by deciding to endure the two part attack, putting up no resistance except to use it to power her own vicious attack against the short-haired girl.
Thus, Eva chains into yet another attack, her body turning around from that recent roundhouse kick to launch into flying spin of a kick, the woman's nails ripping red lines in her back and side as she wheels herself around to provide the amount of momentum she needs to produce the next attack.
Pain blossoms like a flowering vine against Eva's back as the attack ends and she backs off. She lost some more of whatever lifeforce that this woman is draining, but, hopefully, the reactionary attack will more than make up for it.
The ghoulish maiden can feel this warm, delicious creature slip through her fingers. Her grip was not fast enough, not tight enough.. as her nails merely rake lengthy crimson ribbons from the girl's flesh. A snarl of frustrated effort as her pale hands then clasp at nothing but air.. a gesture cut short as the woman yet again strikes the ghost with another kick!
Proving that this ghastly creature is far more mortal than she appears.. a few flecks of blood escape those violet-painted lips. Sharp teeth grit in that spike of pain as her golden eyes widen.. Taking half a step back.
Nrrnn.. There is spirit in this one..
Undaunted, the Yurei presses the assault only after that brief pause. Marise's pale, elastic arms extend yet again for the younger girl the moment her feet return to the Earth! Her spidery fingers clasping again for her neck and face! Seeking to continue draining her of every drop!
"Submit! Child!"
COMBATSYS: Eva blocks Marise's Maou Zansatsu.
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Marise 1/----===/=======|=====--\-------\0 Eva
Some prey refuse to know the where the line exists between a struggle that makes the meal taste sweeter and a fight that becomes annoying. Seeing the flecks of blood on the woman's lips, Eva strengthens her resolve. "I've heard of people who dress up like fictional characters, but nothing something of this level..."
Those elongated fingers again scratch only Eva's arms, yielding no more of that delicious energy that the young girl contains. "You truly think you are some sort of ghost, don't you?" Those eyes, as honest and blunt as the sky is blue, narrow. "You deserve pity, but not my body's energy." To further accentuate her point, Eva darts forth for another punch, aiming it towards the pale maiden's midsection.
COMBATSYS: Marise blocks Eva's Medium Punch.
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Marise 1/---====/=======|=====--\-------\0 Eva
"I deserve.."
The ghostly woman rasps as her fingers again miss their targets, arms going wide as her slithering limbs whip back into place.
As the youth darts forward the Devil of Koga leans forwards and dashes forth herself! Her kimono parting about her milky-pale legs as she dashes with arms stretched to her sides. Silken locks flowing behind her like a cloak of churning shadows as she retorts, "..Everything!"
Somehow the woman seems renewed, refreshed as if processing all of the life she's thus-far drained in the battle. Golden eyes all but glowing in the moonlight as she blocks that punch with a swift sweep of her arm.
This time her bare foot sweeps up from beneath the parting skirts of her black kimono. This time attempting to make contact with a bare stretch of the girl's leg, just above her stocking!
Apparently.. her hands arn't the only parts of her that are dangerous..
COMBATSYS: Eva dodges Marise's Maou Zansatsu.
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Marise 1/---====/=======|=====--\-------\0 Eva
"You expected me to yield to you that easily?" Eva resumes her battle stance, hands hovering in in semi-closed fights in front of her face. "Just how many people have you attacked in this way? I can't be the first." The woman's moves aren't awkward or delayed, and she shows no reluctance in her actions. Either she has no room in her heart for regret, or whatever feelings she may have had that may have deterred her from these acts have long since faded away.
"Ghk!" When the silken white legs of the devil woman elongate towards her, Eva finds it within herself to dodge away, falling back from the outstretched foot. "I warned you earlier; you can either run away or face the consequences." With that, the girl continues her assault, throwing a sharp piston kick towards the woman's chin.
COMBATSYS: Marise blocks Eva's Medium Kick.
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Marise 1/--=====/=======|=====--\-------\0 Eva
A solid kick that meets with another jarring block!
The morbid creature catches the swinging kick full on with her arms. Her own footwork soundlessly shifts over the paved ground as it would appear that this Devillian woman possesses more than just paranormal technique. Fully capable of employing more mundane actions as she keeps ahold of that leg and steps in.
Her other leg moving within the girl's stance to hook a smooth calf behind her ankle and -push- inwards in a full-body throw!
The ghastly maiden grins with blood-flecked lips, "A bold claim girl!"
The Devil of Koga seems undaunted by the girl's surprising prowess and early domination of this attack..
COMBATSYS: Marise successfully hits Eva with Strong Throw.
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Indeed, Eva's letting her anger get the best of her. Those veins are still attempting to retreat into the creamy skin on the side of her face and skin, a violation that touched upon a rare nerve in the normally tranquil girl's body. Normally, she would never be this direct and vicious, instead keeping it her duty to be a perfect lady in her dealings with other people.
The girl may have regained that composure there and then, but Marise takes the moment away with a solid sweep, causing Eva to crash against the ground.
".... Gh...." Stumbling back to her feet, fury flashes in those crystal blue eyes before Eva goes in for a vicious counterattack, her moves now purely dictated by pure anger. Drawing the leg facing Marise bent and back towards her body, Eva whips it in a procession of three strikes, each delivered with a sampling of that blue chi, the very same color as the young girl's own eyes.
COMBATSYS: Marise dodges Eva's Red Piston.
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Marise 1/-======/=======|=------\-------\0 Eva
The ghostly maiden stands ominously above her fallen prey. Her hungry gaze boring into the girl as she regains her errie relaxed stance as Eva darts to her feet!
That harrowing gaze sees the blazing chi flaring within the girl. Flooding through her haphazardously.. With great power, yes. Oh yes. But with something else.. Rage. What anger flows through her now.. Consuming.
Blinding.
Marise merely tilts her head just a bit.. Only a fraction. Then simply steps away. There was no speed or special, awe-inspired dexterity that permitted this apparition to evade that flurry of lethally charged strikes. Her graceful, smooth movements could never have put her out of harm's way in time.
No. This girl's rage defeated her. Over aggressive. Pushing herself beyond her own technique, throwing her off-course just a fraction. Enough for Marise to side-step with what seems to be the most incredibly lucky of circumstances.. And the spectacular onslaught misses its mark entirely.
"What power rage gives.." The ghoul raises her milky white hands up. Fingers contorting into bizarre signs, "..It can takes!"
With that warning, the Devil of Koga's hands blur in a half dozen hand-seals before CLASPING her hands together. Finalizing the technique.
The horrow to follow.. was not meant for mortal eyes.
The ghost reveals part of what must be her true nature, allowing the devil within to come forth beyond her beauty as her lovely face contorts hideously! Smile widening into a fanged maw as her head -shoots- from her shoulders! Shooting through the air on a cream-white length of her serpentine neck! The creature's hair lashing out like a dozen tendrils as a pitched -SCREAM- fills the night air! Shooting for the girl with surprising speed..
"KYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!"
[OOC] Eva says, "oh shi"
COMBATSYS: Eva dodges Marise's Rokurokubi no Mai.
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Marise 0/-------/--=====|=------\-------\0 Eva
"... Guh!" Eva exclaims wordlessly as her attack misses, the paler woman finding it easy to effortlessly move to the side before any of those kicks could that deceptively delicate-looking body.
And the woman attacks back in full.
Normally, Eva would fall back or simply stand there, fear paralyzing her ability to do anything constructive in the Anger, however, still clouds her every decision, and, for once, it proves to be helpful, driving fear away, if only for a few seconds. And those few seconds is what it takes for Eva to dodge, hopping backwards in the air before landing, her body kneeled low to cushion her leap to temporary safety.
Breathe. "..... My mistake. ...." She breathes out, then in, combatting the urge to throw up or run away at the very sight of the woman's true form. ".... I won't make it again..." With that, she darts forward towards the nightmarish apprendage, her leg whirling around to hit at her head with a quick kick.
COMBATSYS: Eva successfully hits Marise with Light Kick.
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Marise 0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0 Eva
*SNAP*
The nightmarish maw snaps at the open-air as the girl manages to dart out of the way from the horrible thing! Golden eyes glare above wicked fangs as the creature's head slithers back and forth through the air, "..Sssssss!" Seemingly puzzled that the girl managed to kep her wherewithal enough and dodge the unorthodox attack.
That moment of pause proves to be the creature's downfall as the girl's kick squarely strikes the hideous thing in the head! With a shriek the monsterous head retreats back to the deceptively beatious shoulders.. black locks flailing in the air for a moment and briefly obscuring the hellish visage. When next Eva's eyes fall upon her.. that cruel beauty has returned.. save with a few streaks of blood at the corners of those plush lips.
"Hnn.." Marise murmurs, wiping the edge of her lip with the corner of her sleeve, "..Stubborn prey.." Golden eye lifting as she reassesses her target, proving to be stronger than she had previously considered.
With that, Marise moves forth again. Lowering her shoulders as she races, parallel to the ground. Her purple bow and tassles flowing behind her in the manner of a morbid butterfly as she engages yet another quick assault. Again striking at the nimble-girl's stance, attempting to break up the foundations of her technique and make her topple.. As she sweeps out a leg quickly. The curvacious limb extending several feet in a bid to hook the girl's ankle and -kick- straight up! Hoping to force the girl into a painful standing-splits and trip her over!
COMBATSYS: Marise successfully hits Eva with Quick Throw.
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To be honest, even Eva is confused. A by-product of her father Luca's constant training, sometimes Eva's body knows more what to do that she herself does. It does not, however, account for everything, especially that quick hook of Marise's around Eva's slim ankle, successfully driving it upward.
"Gah!" Eva flails in the air a spilt second before falling down on the ground, gritting her teeth as she forces herself up. Come now, she needs to think... Focus past this anger so she can attack. There won't be any second chances if she loses here, after all...
Breathing in deeply and slowly letting it out, she resumes her battle stance. "Let's go."
COMBATSYS: Eva focuses on her next action.
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Marise 0/-------/=======|===----\-------\0 Eva
It seems that this ghostly creature's strategy revolves around the unusual. The unnatural. Attacks from directions her opponents could not have possibly trained to compensate for.
They certainly don't teach you how to fight Devils in any local dojo.
The elegant yurei's movement is complete as she brings her extended leg back, standing in a perfect split as her creamy leg is hugged upwards at her side from her kimono.
"..Such strength.." The ghost whispers, idly dragging her cheek along her own shin as her inhumanly long tongue glides about her creamy skin, "...I need another taste.." Golden eyes flickering as she then slowly returns her long leg back to join the other beneath her shifting kimono.
Arms wide at her sides as she witnesses the girl's determination, clearly conquering her inner rage and returning herself to a semblance of control. Her invasive eyes watch the lines of chi begin to flow more harmonously within her body as plush lips quirk, "..Still full of surprises?.. Child?"
On cue, Marise's ebon hair suddenly -whips- forward of its own accord. The abrupt motion releases a handful of black needles.. Each infused with a technique to disrupt and disburse the chi of whatever target they strike!
COMBATSYS: Eva interrupts Onigumo no Dokubari from Marise with Cerulean Sweep.
- Power hit! -
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Marise 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Eva
Eva's home was hardly like any dojo. No sliding rice paper doors, no, just a rooftop with her mother hanging laundry in the background. Either that, or they retreat into an empty room in their modest penthouse apartment, where a a/c unit parked in the window furiously attempts to pump in cool air into a hot room as they train. Before, it was her father and her brother that were training, and then, later, it was her.
What was she training for? This? To survive? "I appreciate the compliment, but you still disgust me. You deserve nothing from me..." Allowing some of the hair to hit her, Eva forces herself forward, ducking downward to sweep one leg out, the tip infused with that lacey chi. The act leaves them both wounded, but, for Eva, it only encourages her to push ahead as blood beads about her face.
Once again the Ghost is surprised at this girl's speedy resolve! Her golden eyes widen as she simply accepts those black needles lancing into her shoulders. Her own defenses left open in the wake of her shock as she cannot move away in time.. Her legs swept out from beneath her as the Devil of Koga topples from the impact!
"Hrnnnssss!"
Marise sprawls on the ground a short distance away. Crawling on all fours a few feet as she viciously snarls up at the girl.. her chest heaving with effort as its becoming clear she's nearing the end of her own endurance as well.
A predator's instinct is to simply retreat if prey is too tough to handle. No predator ever desires a fair fight.. only a quick meal.
But the burning breath hiding behind that girl's eyes.. The sweetest nector. She cannot give that up.. not when she's so close to tasting it..
"..You think yourself safe.. little girl..?" The ghoulish maiden whispers, inhaling slowly as the air about her grows still. The shadows beneath her seem to lengthen just a fraction.. as if the world begins to descend into lethargy around her. The atmosphere growing a degree or two more chill..
COMBATSYS: Marise gathers her will.
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Marise 1/---====/=======|====---\-------\0 Eva
Blood sprouts into being, standing out against Eva's white blouse about her shoulders. Eva hisses at the pain, those blue irises disappearing as her eyes temporarily wince shut. Still, she holds on, letting this small lull between the next attack be her moment to compose herself.
"Whatever was going to happen..." In a moment of weakness, the young girl bites her bottom lip, but it passes as her feet align themselves in that incessantly practiced stance. "... It was decided for me a long time ago." She could run away, but what if this woman goes after someone else tonight to sate her thirst? Even weak like this, she could easily down someone else. Besides, does Eva really want to chance being hit down while running back to her dorm? "I think I'll survive."
She thinks? No, those fierce eyes say she *will*.
COMBATSYS: Eva gains composure.
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Marise 1/---====/=======|==-----\-------\0 Eva
"Kye heh heh..."
The ghost snickers to herself, slowly rising to her feet in a smooth, boneless motion. Fingers reaching up to gently tug her Kimono back into place along her shoulders. Doing little to help her modesty, but regaining a measure of elegance with the simple movements. "...Oh your fate has been decided.. young one.."
The ghost's arms slowly spread outwards once more in her deathly loose stance, "..Oh you will survive.. I would not kill you now girl no no.." Her ebony tresses seem to undulate of their own accord, untangling themselves from their previously violent motions, "..I can see your strength blossoming child.. deep within you.."
Golden eyes narrowing a bit at the girl's chest, as if staring at her fastly beating heart, "..Yesss.. faster now.. growing more sweet by the moment.." Wicked gaze returning to meet the young girl's own, "...One does not harvest fruit while in the bud.. child.."
Long tongue cleaning the blood from her lips, "... But one cannot resist a little taste.."
COMBATSYS: Marise gains composure.
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Marise 1/----===/=======|==-----\-------\0 Eva
"...." Furrowing her brow, Eva backs off, shaking her head. "You're just perverted.... You want to taste me?" She begins to wish for her twin brother's presence, right then. He always protected her when something like this happened...
But he's not here. She has to protect her own damn self now; protection was a privilege she allowed herself before she cut down her long hair.
What would her brother have done?
Something like....? "So.... you do? .... Then taste this!" Balling her fists to the side and charging them with blue chi, Eva positions them in front of her face in a defensive position and runs forward towards Marise, taking on the same move that her brother used.
COMBATSYS: Marise blocks Eva's Cerulean Bullet.
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Marise 1/---====/=======|==-----\-------\0 Eva
The ghost certainly does not seem to find that taste to her liking.
The creature's eyes widen as the girl races towards her. Her own hands lifting up quickly to block those glowing fists.. skidding back half a step from the force of the impact.
Errily, a faint hissing sound can be heard as the pure, glowing blue actually seems to -burn- the monster.. small wafts of smoke rise from the apparitions hands as the monster woman hisses lowly, "..Allow me.. to show you a hint of what is to come... Child.."
As the Devil of Koga then steps in, advancing on the girl and attempting to wrap her arms around her shoulders in a forward embrace.. Golden eyes burning..
COMBATSYS: Marise successfully hits Eva with Yomi no Junan.
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Marise 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Eva
..And then the surprised girl is pulled in close. The ghostly yurei clasps a hand at the back of the girl's head and pulls her in..
..And presses her lips fully to the girl's own..
For all the affection the contact implies.. Nothing is further from the truth. As the wicked woman slowly inhales.. Poor Eva can -feel- the breath quickly fleeing her lungs. Her chi.. her breath.. literally ripped from her body in a deep, spiritual predation. Violated on her most basic levels as the monsterous woman draws her very lifeforce from her..
Outwardly in the throws of a morbid passion, soft murmurs of approval escaping her pale throat as she holds the girl tightly.
Obscene.. sick.. disturbing.. devastating.
[OOC] Eva says, "That works."
It's too quick. Eva doesn't even have time to dodge backwards, or even successfully react.
It's... so wrong. So frightfully and terribly wrong. Eva wants to throw up, run away, hide, scream at the top of her lungs, collapse, disappear, die. Anything that will stop this torture, this abomination. She didn't think of this when she came here. She didn't think that there were worse things that could happen to someone other than death. Fights were moderated, right? And anybody who patrols the streets looking for a fight isn't going to simply kill everyone they run into.
But the devil woman didn't want to kill Eva. She just wants to...
Oh god. Eli... Eli, where are you? As soon as Marise's grip loosens, Eva as pushing her back with as much force as she can manage, falling back, covering her mouth with a hand. "...." Oh... this woman will *pay* for this violation! Choking back tears and puke, Eva steadies herself, attempting to throw whatever she could grab ahold of at the infernal demon standing before her. Hoisting the easel, she hefts it and throws it directly at the woman, blue eyes blazing with contempt and anger.
COMBATSYS: Marise blocks Eva's Large Thrown Object.
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Marise 0/-------/------=|======-\-------\0 Eva
As the poor young girl finally pulls herself loose from this fiendish woman's grasp.. The Devil of Koga's head tilts back. Her parted lips trailing wisps of bluish energy from the girl's gasping mouth. The tendrils of breath quickly suck into the ghost's moaning mouth as her golden eyes roll upwards in hellish pleasure..
"Mmmn.. deliciooussss..." Marise breathes calmly.. seemingly in her own little world for a moment as her arms fall to her sides.
As the Easel flies in her direction, an absent -swat- with her arm breaks the board cleanly. Battering the makeshift projectile away as her golden eyes turn to the girl.. The youth's actions clearly slowed now with so much chi torn from her. Bouyed only by her rage and hate.. Which only blinds her more.
"..You fought well child.." Her violet-colored nails trailing over her lips, ".. I have what I came for.. There only remains.. Cleaning up after my meal.."
With that, the woman's ebony locks suddenly rise up on their own, like countless black tendrils. As one-the black silken wave rushes forth in an attempt to bind the girl and squeeze the consciousness from her! Filling the air with the whipping sounds of a hundred living strands..
COMBATSYS: Eva dodges Marise's Onigumo Wanami.
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Marise 0/-------/------=|======-\-------\0 Eva
And there Eva stands, panting, her short curly hair swaying haphazardly as she tries to gain any sort of composure needed. She needs to survive this. Sure, perhaps this woman won't kill her, but who's to say someone won't in her unconscious state?
When the pale lady comes in for the 'kill', the young girl gathers what little of her strength is left to dodge backwards, her chest heaving from the exhertion. Not again. Not again. Not *ever*. ".... AH!" Dashing forward, Eva jumps up into the air and whips her feet around in a full revolution, the toes of her boots aimed at Marise's head.
COMBATSYS: Marise endures Eva's Flying Crescent.
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Marise 0/-------/----===|======-\-------\0 Eva
Those spidery locks whip out and clutch at.. nothing.
Marise's golden eyes widen with the girl's sudden burst of energy, "..what! Impossible!" She rasps as her strike misses its target entirely.
The Devil woman turns to face the girl more fully with her wide arms.. Herself beginning to feel the effects of exaustion as she slows just a step.. slow enough to take that kick directly in the head! Buckling the apparition as she contorts backwards.. Head whipping asside as she snarls, "GRRAAAH!!!" Her own composure lost as her arm quickly -whips- out like a lasso!
The elongated limb attempting to wrap around the girl's middle before she can even land back upon the ground.. then -SLAM- her into the earth with terrible force!
COMBATSYS: Marise successfully hits Eva with Maou Tsuke.
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Marise 0/-------/----===|=======\=------\1 Eva
The kick does not hit home, leaving Eva defenseless as the ghostly woman wraps her arm around her, entangling the young girl in its deadly grasp before slamming her into the hard ground.
It's not like the soft grass during that battle with Miu; here, it hits hard against Eva's tired body, knocking whatever lasting breath exists within her. Pink spittle flies into the air and Eva, finally, lays motionless.
Of just for a few quiet moments. Like someone returning from the dead, Eva struggles to her feet, pacing herself to give one final blow to Marise before the chance is gone. That chi, that bit of sputtering blue energy that Eva has left, coats her feet as she readies her final attack, throwing three slow but hard-hitting strikes with her foot at Marise's body.
COMBATSYS: Eva can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Marise dodges Eva's Red Piston.
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As the young girl strikes the Earth.. Marise is then free to stare at her a moment.. Checking to be certain of her motionlessness before staggering to the side. Her elongated arm slowly draws itself back into her sleeve as she wobbles, hobbling over to a nearby bench and collapsing upon it.
...A child.. Only a Child and she did this to her..
Is this how weak she's truly become?
"K..Kyeh.. Kyeh heh heh.." The Devil of Koga can only cough-snicker at herself. Perhaps victorious.. but only by the skin of her teeth.. And only-
A rush of movement.
Marise's gaze widens as she -jerks- herself to the side. Laying prone against the bench as the young woman BURSTS into the attack.. A last rush of power .. But falling short. Missing the Devil by mere inches before the girl collapses to the ground once more.
Marise breathes again slowly.. her head lifting from the bench as her eyes remain mostly veiled beneath her ebon locks, ".. Nice.. try.." Weakly smiling to herself at the near-treacherous attack from behind.
The girl would have made a decent Koga Ninja.. with a heart like that.
Log created by Marise, and last modified on 23:56:24 05/10/2007.