Description: P-P-P-OWER HIT. Mignon Beart vs Marisol! Watch them trade blows before Marisol punches Mignon in the face. ALOT. There's alot of Mignon face punching here, and by some miracle, it's actually a CLOSE FIGHT. Sure to be interesting!
Oh glorious, oh prestigious Seijyun High! How lovely are your hallowed halls, how intelligent your students, how noble your faculty!
Marisol doesn't like you. Not one bit.
Currently the Pacific High student stands in full school regalia, her arms folded sternly across her chest. With a look that screams "I don't like it here," the half-Spaniard girl seems more content in glaring not at the gathering Neo League Crew, but instead the innocent flowers blooming around and about her. What did nature ever do to the redhead? Probably nothing - but that's beside the point. Marisol is clearly perturbed. Maybe it has something to do with her garments?
A crew member ambles up to the young woman, pushing a clipboard forwards and practically into her face - but with enthusiasm and good spirit!
"Miss O'Connell, please sign these pap--"
Hazy gray eyes snap to one side, meeting the gaze of the crewmember. He startles, looking clearly upset before he anxious retracts the clipboard, eyes dropping to the sheet atop it. He frowns visibly.
Snapping her hands out, the annoyed redhead takes the clipboard and signs a few dotted lines. "Whatever - who the heck am I fightin' here anyway? And why did you require me to wear this stupid school outfit?" Never one to be a conformist, Marisol prefers her usual (and unorthodox) school uniform over this! "It's such a f'n penguin suit," she complains, shoving the clipboard back into his face.
"M-miss Mignon Beart," the man responds, shaken.
"Mignon? Isn't that a dinner?"
Well, you're a bad person and you should feel bad TOO.
Or not really. OR MAYBE. Naaaahhh. But as the hal-Spaniard girl waits, Mignon is hurrying! AND SHE GETS THERE JUST IN TIME FOR ROLLCALL! "Wait up! Wait up! Mignon is coming, Mignon is almost there wait uuuuuuup~!" She cries out from behind the flower garden. Somewhere within it! "Mignon is lost! But Mignon will find her way out of this maze of leafy stuff! Mignon will find her way through all these plants and then fight Miss O'Connel! Just as soon as Mi-WOAH!"
Mignon tumbles through the bushes a ways away from Marisol, having heard, but not having really figured out how to get to the center of the garden. It's hard, okay? Mazes are MAZELIKE. Even if it was a circle. And the plants weren't that high. And Mignon is Mignon.
Actually the last one kind of explains it.
Landing on her back, at least not her rear like earlier times, Mignon thrusts a hand out, towards Marisol. "HI! Mignon is READY FOR ANYTHING! Are you Mignon's opponent? Mignon's so happy to see you! Ooooh.. is that for me?" Mignon's already up and grabbing the clipboard from the man, writing her name and signing it as well! Just like they taught her!
Mignon, by the way, is wearing something far from school norms, but it looks like it could be on Broadway! As well as the PIKUing of her weird bands on her wrists and legs, that flash, it might have been normal. Might.
Handing it back, Mignon smiles wide. "Mignon's all signed up! She's not late is she? Oh Mignon thought she had it right but she was a bit sloww... " REALIZATION.
"HEEEEEY. Mignon is NOT meat! And she's not neat headed and she's NOT meaty either! Mignon watches her figure!" Hmmph. The nerve!
COMBATSYS: Mignon has started a fight here.
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Mignon 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Marisol has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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Mignon 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Marisol
The sound of a clearly-lost Mignon graces the ears of the general group of League Fight officials, who all look up, then offer a confused look to the sky. What the hell is that? Judging by the name, it's none other than the missing young fighter in question, Mignon Beart! It's not hard to figure out - she refers to herself in third person, after all.
Rather abrupt is the pink-haired girl's arrival, and every set of eyes gathered fall immediately upon her as she pushes through and ultimately crashes on her backside. But rather than look concerned, or even impressed, the half-Spaniard girl just shoots a strange look at the young girl. Then she frowns lightly, and more as the hand shoves towards her face.
"Yeah, I'm Marisol," the girl responds, shooting the lively magician girl a peculiar look of scrutiny. What is her damage? Did she hit her head on that fall? Did she get so lost in the maze of flowers and shrubbery she became delusional? Stranger things have happened, like yachts-turned-ninja ships blowing up in the middle of the ocean!
At the girl's rambling, however, the redhead lifts a hand, absently rubbing her neck as she stands there. "Then why do you call yourself Mignon? I'm pretty sure there's some meat dinner by the same name? Were your parents chefs?" Pause.
"And you're not late," she responds, her tone dull.
A flash crosses those hazy gray eyes, lips suddenly peeling into a wolfish, almost predatory scimitar smirk across her tanned features.
"Why, you're just in time!"
And then, fist to poor Mignon's face. HELLO MISS BEART!
COMBATSYS: Mignon blocks Marisol's Medium Punch.
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Mignon 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Marisol
And that, my friends, is THE FIST TO THE FACE.
Or, close to it.
"Oh, it's good to meet you Marisol! Mignon is happy to meet you alright!" And it seems that Marisol isn't all too unhappy about it, because as Mignon goes on, eventually Marisol asks them if their parents were chefs! "Nope! But Mignon's grammy is a witch!" She proudly explains, before she's told she's just in time!
Smiling, Mignon nods. "Oh good! Well then, Mignon is GOOD and read-" y? THE FIST SLAMS FORTH, the smirk appearing, before Mignon brings both baubles, which soften the blow only so much that it's her own fists slamming into her own face, upwards!
"Ow ow owwww!" Mignon exclaims, flailing her hands, and dropping down, leaning forwards, legs angling down and inwards. "Mignon didn't know you could hit so hard!" But shaking her head, she decides oh well! "But Mignon's not afraid at all! She's a witch, and Mignon will start acting like one, so here Mignon goes!"
"FIRE!" She exclaims .. aiming to start off the battle with a BANG. Or well, a BURN. As chi materializes at her fingertips, growing into a sphere, and then launching itself towards Marisol in a fiery blast.. did Mignon forget something? "Mignon did it right this time!" She exclaims. Sniff sniff... "AHHH MIGNON'S HAIR!" Batting it a few times, the chi flames .. ARE OUT! "Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! Mignon's alright!"
But that fireball? STILL HEADING FORTH.
COMBATSYS: Mignon successfully hits Marisol with Fire Ball EX.
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Mignon 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Marisol
Mignon is happy to meet Marisol?
"Er, okay..? Nice to meet you too..?" Uncertain, the redhead just offers the weird pink-haired magician girl a strange look, lips pulled slightly in a lopsided frown. Yeah, this girl has to be crazy. Or maybe she's "special" special. Like foam helmet and body harness special. She's probably harmless!
But that doesn't keep Marisol from punching at her! Swinging a fist, the redhead attempts to punch the other girl in the face, but to no avail. Her attack successfully brings those weird pieces of jewelry up and saves her face from harm, earning her a half-confused look from the half-Spaniard. So that's what those were for...
Her flailing serves as a suitable distraction. Blinking once, gray eyes fall to the girl as she rambles on about how hard Marisol hits. Marisol naturally smirks. "Yeah, and don't forget it," she warns. "And you're a witch? You might wanna be careful. I think you might upset some Christians."
Speaking of fire, here comes some! Watching as the self-proclaimed witch summons her fire, the redhead sports a frown before ... she just walks towards it, even as the flames erupt and ferociously burn. Worried? Never, but she probably should be. The fireball flies...and strikes Marisol in the chest. Hard, too. Enough to stumble the redhead a few steps back, her features twisting into a grimace. Ow.
Well, if you can't beat their flames, punch them!
Running froward, the redhead's lips pull into a broad smirk as she rushes in toward the witch without a word, another ferocious fist aimed for the girl's stomach..!
COMBATSYS: Marisol successfully hits Mignon with Chain Reaction.
- Power hit! -
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Mignon 0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0 Marisol
The punch strikes true, and as result the poor girl's stomach is introduced to a particularly nasty knuckle sandwich. Never one to slack, the half-Spaniard is swiftly reaching out, grabbing the poor witch by her strangely pink hair and getting a good handful. Smiling broadly, the girl draws Mignon's face DOWN right into her knee as Marisol's leg jerks up, before swiftly pushing up and back, to send her stumbling. Freedom? Never!
The redhead swiftly lifts a leg up and delivers to Mignon's jaw a vertical kick.
Okay, maybe Marisol got a little carried away there. Part of her feels bad.
"Mignon's a GOOD witch. She fights to help people, not to hurt them, mhmm!" That's what Mignon says, and that's it alright! She's not fighting to HURT people. It needs re-iteration, because all too often people fight to hurt others! And that's about as Marisol gets a fireball to the chest! Mignon watches as the fist comes to her stomach and she just goes to leap out of the way but -
Oop.
Ow.
CRUSH.
Mignon's hit pretty hard is even GRABBED and well, Mignon's not feeling too happy as she gets beaten up pretty badly! "OOWWW ow ow owww!" Mignon protests as her body is basically used as a ragdoll for a while, being tossed around and thrown by the vertical kick, slamming against the concrete in a heap.
"Mignon's .. hurt .. ow... but she's .. not out of .. it yet." She pushes herself to her feet, like a trooper, before shaking herself out. "Mignon's here to get better.. so she can help more people and bring peace! But also because someone said Mignon should do this better, and Mignon is going to just as she was told! Mhmmm! So here comes Mignon, again!"
And spinning about, Mignon throws out a hand towards Marisol, "Mignon's going to show you a whole lot of fun!" And finishing spinning, "Divine Wind Spirit! Go Go Gooooo~!" And from her hands, winds whip out wards, a swirling tornado of chi ripping out from her form and heading towards Marisol's!
It's .. not that nice. At least. Not INCREDIBLY nice.
Although it makes the plants blow pretty!
COMBATSYS: Mignon successfully hits Marisol with Windstorm.
- Power hit! -
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Mignon 1/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Marisol
"Yeeep. As I thought. Clueless," the half-Spaniard girl ultimately decides of the pink-haired, too-cheerful witch with an absent shrug and sigh. That, or she's never met some heavily religious folk. She may change her mind when they start slinging holy water at her. But that doesn't mean Marisol can't beat some sense into her. Or hope to. Maybe?
Probably not.
Pushing the poor little witch back and away, the redhead offers a lopsided smirk as she falls down. Sadly, Marisol finds the pink-haired Mignon entertaining, at least. And she's tenacious! "Good!" the redhead calls. "I wouldn't want the fight to be over THAT quickly!" The grin broadens.
"Peace, huh?" she responds, sounding none too impressed. But that's okay. There are other things on Marisol's mind. Particularly when she suddenly starts spinning and summoning winds and a huge tornado. Right at Marisol. What the..?
So what does the half-Spaniard girl try to do? Why, dodge it! Grunting in annoyance, she twists her body and attempts to swing her body out of the way. But damn the skirt of Pacific High's girl uniforms! Unable to move her legs properly, the girl doesn't weave far enough - the result? She's hit and tossed up. High. And hard, too. Ow?
Ow.
Landing on her back, the girl stares up at the sky before, slowly, she pulls herself from the ground. Grinning broadly, she hoods her eyes, features poised in a too-amused expression. Why, it's almost sinister, that look. Does it mean Mignon's demise?
"Cute trick," she comments...before she charges forward and swings a fierce hook right for the pink-haired girl's face, no holds barred!
"Let me show you mine!"
COMBATSYS: Marisol successfully hits Mignon with Hook Punch.
- Power hit! -
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Mignon 1/---====/=======|=======\-------\0 Marisol
As Marisol is sucked up by the tornado, Mignon looks on. "Yaaaayyyy! Mignon's doing okay!" And that's about when Marisol looks evily at Mignon. Mignon blinks, and then peers. "Uh .. are you okay Miss? Mignon doesn't want to really hurt you or anything, But Mignon's a with! And sometimes that happe-" AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
The fierce hook isn't even noticed until Mignon's looking up. "Well, Mignon doesn't think that's a good ideAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!" The punch slams hard into the pink-haired Mignon's face, not only causing her to barrel over, but to roll and slam hard against the concrete, continue rolling, and then finally top as her head slams against a potter.
CRACK.
Mignon's eyes go into stars. "Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!" She cries, rubbing her head and squinting her eyes. "Ow Ow ow ow .. Mignon's not feeling too good!" She exclaims, rubbing her head and bouncing to her feet, flailing about rapidly. "Mignon is really not happy.. but Mignon's still going to try .. so here goes everything.. Mignon's going to give it all she's got, because she's one tough cookie!" And that's when the baubles turn white. And then flash. And then A STREAM OF ENERGY BEGINS TO FLOW. White energy. Flowing from her hands and feet into her heartish area, culminating into there.. and then flowing out in one large mass, upwards, into her hands.
Think Spirit bomb.
OF LOVE.
"Mignon's got a present! She hopes you like it lil missy~! Mignon's giving it her all, and go , ball, goooo~! Mignon believes in you!" And throwing it towards Marisol, the large white chi ball floats sluggishly..
AND THEN EXPLODES- no. It vaporizes, a shockwave of GLITTER ( Okay sparklies ) erupting out of it as it goes .. and Mignon? .. She .. BLENDS IN with the sparklies.
Or at least, can use them for some cover!
COMBATSYS: Marisol endures Mignon's Heartful Present.
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Mignon 0/-------/-------|=======\==-----\1 Marisol
Here come the screams!
A distant part of Marisol feels a little bad about hitting a seemingly fragile little witch, but the other part of her doesn't feel too terribly. Hey, she joined the League willingly, right? And she wants to someday save the world from cruel people? Well then, this is perfect training for her, right? It builds character! Or...something. Yeeeah.
Watching as the girl rolls and lands against the potter, the redhead seems mildly confused, before those gray eyes slowly slide to the clenched fist in front of her face. Has Marisol underestimated her strength? Has she gotten better? Or is poor Mignon victim to a cruel fate?
Again, Marisol feels a little bad. So much so she offers a dull expression, pulled tightly as she tries to fend off a smirk. "A-are you okay?" she asks, as those eyes peer down at the girl. She's getting up and bouncing and flailing, so that's got to be a good sign, the half-Spaniard girl figures. That's a worry off her conscious!
Now she has to worry about this REALLY GIRLY attack coming at her.
Or DOES she?
Heartfelt Present? For Marisol? "Hey thanks!" the redhead exclaims as she. ..runs right into it? Yes, Marisol stupidly charges forward and ultimately THROUGH the burst of glitter-sparkles to track down the witch as she tries to camouflage herself within the blinding blast.
"You can't hide in here!" she bellows, swinging a fist savagely for, well, whatever of little Mignon those calloused knuckles can bite into! "Hraaagh!"
COMBATSYS: Mignon dodges Marisol's Fierce Punch.
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Mignon 0/-------/-------|=======\==-----\1 Marisol
While Mignon might be a victim to CRUEL FATE. She sure doesn't let herself become one that often! Wait. No. That's not true. She does. Incredibly often. It's almost DAILY. But in the end, Mignon watches as Marisol runs RIGHT INTO the attack. "W-What?!" Mignon exclaims in the sparklies, somewhere, and as she charges forwards and through the burst, Mignon's able to kick off one of the planters she ate head on before, flipping through the air!
Really, the sparklies do give Mignon a bit of extra time, while the shockwave pushes them back as well!
It's basically MIGNON IS GOING DOWN, ALERT ALERT. But Mignon never really gives up! And so as Mignon successfully, actually, hides in there, it's only for so long.. the sparklies die down and everything! "Mignon didn't mean to really hide, but Mignon was getting hurt by all those punches and thought that maybe Mignon would be better off not being hit! So I hope you understand for Mignon!" She nods twice, smiling before flipping off, twisting towards Marisol, landing nearby her before ..
CALLING UPON WATER.
"Water up!" She exclaims, water erupting around her form .. and with Marisol so close, erupting towards her as well, to crash into her and push her away like a fountain! It's pretty fast, too. And Mignon's certainly giving it her all! But what would Marisol do!?
COMBATSYS: Marisol fails to interrupt Water Shield from Mignon with Bee Sting.
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Mignon 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Marisol
Maybe charging in wasn't such a good idea - but she'll think over it later. Right now, she's berserkering right into the blast of white chi and sparklies. Blinded by the girly attack? Maybe so! Because that fist eats empty air, causing the redhead to make an audible "buh" sound as the girl - appears overhead? And then she's gone.
What the hell! Marisol's getting annoyed now.
"Stop apologizing!" the girl cries, finally locking her gaze on Mignon as the blinding light in her eyes fades. Thrusting a finger forward, she offers a scolding glare as she shouts, "You're distracting me with your apologies! And your third persons! You should use "I" and "Me," not your name!" Yes, forgive Marisol! She's a bit on the flustered side here.
So it should come as no surprise that when the burst of water erupts between the two she attempts to punch through the water with a burst of fiery chi and drive it right into Mignon's chest. But no luck! The result? Marisol is blasted back by the fountain of chi water, stumbling back and right into the flower beds.
...where she stomps the flowers and glowers at poor Mignon. Grr! Flowers died for your sins, Mignon Beart!
Well.. Mignon's fast. Really fast. Infact, the only real thing some people might say about this witch is that she excels at NOT being where your fist is!
Even if she fails at that enough times as well. And as she's annoying, Mignon isn't! "Mignon's just Mignon, HMMPH. Mignon's sorry because she doesn't want to really hurt people! Just because Mignon wants to get better and the only way to do it is to fight, does not mean Mignon has to enjoy hurting others! So Mignon apologizes! ALot!" She nods her head and the water ... which is made to reflect such chi... prevents the fist from getting through! "WOAH!" Mignon says, stumbling back from the force of the punch, even if she doesn't feel the main force! The flowers .. Marisol... hurt the .. poor .. flowery-wowerys.
Sniff. SNIFF. "MIGNON HELPED PLANT SOME OF THEM YOU JERK STOP HURTING THE FLOWERS THEY NEVER HURT YOU!" Mignon doesn't even go for logic now, and dives towards Marisol's legs "MEOW!", attempting to grab at them, heave them upwards, and then leap upwards! And well, her body heads down at a fast rate and welllll.
Then toss her AWAY.
Away from the flowers.
COMBATSYS: Marisol interrupts Quick Throw from Mignon with Snap Wind.
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Mignon 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Marisol
Well, Marisol won't lie. Mignon is fast, and that proves to be a slight problem.
But Marisol is willing to make a few adjustments to deal with said problem. The remedy? NOT GET HIT BY THAT DAMN CHI FOR ONE. It kind of hurts. Two? Punch Mignon when possible. WITH HER FIST. Because damned if her chi seems to be helping out here.
Stomping the aforementioned flowers with anger and annoyance, the half-Spaniard Pacific girl seems clearly perturbed and obvious pissed by her predicament! Frowning deeply, daisies and orchids fall beneath her flat-soled heel, crushed into the dirt from whence they came - and Mignon isn't happy about it.
Jerk? "Ha ha, that's the spirit!" she cries, as the girl DIVES for Marisol's legs. Initially she's grabbed and hefted up. But midair? Marisol swings a fist in suddenly, punching the girl lightly in the face to stun her. The other hand? Swings mightily in an upwards motion, to uppercut poor Mignon mid flight and send HER flying back as well!
Welcome, Mignon Beart! Come fly the unfriendly skies!
As Marisol gets Mignon unfocused by being angry, that's about when Mignon's eating a fist. Lightly in the face? Pfft. And then the UPPERCUT gets Mignon, sending her flying, up .. up... but then down, into the ground as she collapses. But she's still alright! Mignon's not done yet, and on the ground, she's twitching .. but finally, the oldest of the Beart sisters gets to her feet once more.
"Mignon's not happy with this ... Mignon getting mad is NOT the spirit, and Mignon's sorry she got mad before!" Nodding, Mignon smiles towards Marisol, before rubbing her face ... Owwwwwww. It really hurt!
Oh well~! She's not that easily taken care of. And well. Mignon being fast helps with what she's doing. Because Mignon is relatively really bad with getting in close.
And boy does she know it. So Marisol MIGHT just remember this fancy little number. "FIRE!" As the chi ball of flame, erupts once more from her hands, Mignon leaping backwards.. but with her hand NOT on fire?!
Miracles never cease!
COMBATSYS: Marisol blocks Mignon's Fire Ball.
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Mignon 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Marisol
Up and down, but not out. Landing in a cushioned fall - particularly by landing hands and knees first, as opposed to FACE FIRST, Marisol grunts before she slowly peels herself up to her feet. Turning, she faces the other fighter with a lopsided smirk. The girl's still moving? She really won't give up, will she?
"Mad? You're kidding right? How could you have possibly been mad?" Marisol wonders, all but staring right at the pink haired girl with disbelief. She was angry? When!? Marisol didn't noticed at all. Maybe Mignon is that good??
Fire? "Oh fu--" No time to finish the thought, Marisol simply lifts her arms up and crosses them over her face, blocking off the burst of flames, unlike before! Shortly after the flames subside, however, the half-Spaniard shakes her arms out, attempting to snuff out the flames daring to singe her blazer's sleeves.
Not that she'd particularly CARE.
Oh well, indeed. Grinning broadly, the redhead pushes off her back heel, charging right for Mignon with every intention of punching her across the jaw! There is no mercy for the cute little magician girl's face! NONE!
COMBATSYS: Mignon blocks Marisol's Light Punch.
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Mignon 0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0 Marisol
Mignon was that angry because Mignon had her pretty plants crushed under terrible feet! And as the flames are prevented, Mignon gasps! "Ooooh.. wow. It's really close! Mignon's never did this good before!" She proudly announces, for some reason, before watching as the Redhead pushes forwards, charging for Mignon and punches her across the jaw! But Mignon's baubles come up .. and they slam into Mignon all the same, with less force!
And she's still up!
And with the redhead prevented, for the moment, Mignon takes her best shot, leaping backwards away from Marisol! "Mignon isn't sure why you don't see that she was angry when you hurt the flowers! Mignon did ALOT of work making them pretty like that so seeing them crushed makes Mignon sad AND angry."
She nods, making it look like it's obvious, before skipping about Marisol, looking quite tired . .but still ready to pitch everything she has at her! "Mignon's getting tired...." She comments, yawning a bit, before stretching .. and then spinning once more! "So here Mignon goes! To end it!"
And with that spinning comes the birth of ... ANOTHER WINDSTORM. Yes. The spinning funnel of wind that did so well before spins back and forth towards Marisol, intending to suck her up and spit her out! Against the ground! Or the wall! "DIVINE WIND SPIRIT!"
COMBATSYS: Marisol dodges Mignon's Windstorm.
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Mignon 0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0 Marisol
Oh yes. The flowers! Marisol nearly forgot because SHE DID NOT CARE ABOUT THEM. Because Marisol is mean. Mean enough to punch poor Mignon mercilessly across the face! Wait...what do you mean she didn't punch her?
As those baubles rise once again, Marisol sports a bemused look, before brows furrow, her expression clearly bothered. Stepping back, she recoils her fist back to her side, teeth clenched behind full lips, gnashing even. Why that little witch! But Marisol does not react irrationally; instead, she frowns briefly, before those features twist into a clearly amused expression.
"Sorry," she replies, though the sincerity is to be questioned.
Maybe Mignon picked up on it, because suddenly there's another windstorm churching right for the redhead. But, unlike before, the girl learned her lesson. So what does she do?
Marisol dives to one side, instead of weaving. Rolling briefly, the redhead scrambles to her feet once more, twisting on her heel before she smirks harshly and carves a path for Mignon. From her side a fist rises, attempting to slam mercilessly into the witch's midsection. Again.
COMBATSYS: Mignon fails to interrupt Medium Punch from Marisol with Lightning Bolt.
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COMBATSYS: Mignon can no longer fight.
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As Marisol- WHAT. DID NOT CARE ABOUT THE FLOWERS?! Mignon can't understand WHY someone would. And then Mignon hears that she's sorry! "Oh, okay! Mignon's done then. You win! Mignon doesn't want to keep fighting if you're sorry!" But then that's when Marisol dives to one side, weaving forth, rolling and then slams towards Mignon a fist towards the witches midsection.
THUD.
"LIGHTNING -OOF!" Mignon's slammed by that fist before she can get her arms around it, which, by the way, are charged with lightning and very dangerous to be touched with! The chi on them is enough to send someone flying!
But not, however, when they slam the punch in so well that she crashes backwards, to the ground.. and doesn't get up. "Mignon's ... tooo tired moommmmyy.... and her tummy don't felll too good... she wants to stay in beeeeeeeeeeeeeeed."
Looks like Mignon's .. out of the fight!
Lightning Oof doesn't sound like a very effective attack! Which is why a vaguely bemused look crosses Marisol's face as she drives her fist into the girl's stomach after rolling out of harm's way. The chi is noted, but fortunately for Marisol, they never come to touch her. Briefly, the half-Spaniard wonders if fate is smiling on her in that moment.
Oh well.
When she falls, Marisol breathes in relief. Fight is over - and the "special" witch can finally get the sleep she so deserves! Lifting a hand, she draws it through her red hair, eyes drawing to a close as she leans to one side, tiredly. That was close - almost too close for her liking.
League officials run in, huddling around poor Mignon as she passes out. As for Marisol? Well, she turns, walking THROUGH the gardens and over flowers as she stomps to find her way out of Seijyun! She...really doesn't like Seijyun High. Too stuffy!
COMBATSYS: Marisol has ended the fight here.
Log created on 22:39:19 10/24/2007 by Mignon, and last modified on 17:30:52 10/25/2007.