Description: M&M plays host to another SNF! Can the witchy Mignon Beart topple the man-like strength of Marisol O'Connell?? Can either fighter resist the candy goodness that surrounds them?? What was Rosebud?! (Winner: Marisol)
THAT'S IT. MORE CANDY.
Perched atop a pallet, Mignon is looking around, eyes wide, glancing here and there. And why? Because Mignon is TOTALLY PSYCHED. And why? Because Mignon sees SO MUCH CANDY. Like, so much! The witch is just lost in the massive amount of candy, and she's certainly enjoying it. There's just like so much candy! She ALMOST forgets why she's here! "YAAAAAAAAAAAY candy candy candy! Mignon needs to have some of them, she just NEEDS to it's so nice! Mmm.. Mignon's getting hungry .. oh but she doesn't have any money for them..."
YOINK.
Mignon thinks at least some gum won't hurt. "Mmmmm.. that's so good Oh Mignon is sure they'll just pay them back!" She's certain. Very certain. And happy. Very happy!
But she's currently, also skipping about a warehouse full of candy, leaking sparkles from the baubles that adorn her wear. But the warehouse is kept in nice enough condition, even if there are a few spiders around. There's alot of candy!
"This certainly beats cold places, Mignon is so tired of being f-f-freeeeZing!" She nods as she chews a bit more.
Today will be a wonderful day!
Outside of the factory stands a redheaded young woman, her presence rather commonplace in events such as SNF these days. Her features are poised in an expression that hints at annoyance and irritation, gray colored eyes gazing up at the warehouse sign. 'M&M.' Candy. Another SNF venue involving candy.
The half-Spaniard girl exhales annoyedly.
"Son of a--"
"Miss O'Connell, you're needed."
From her left a young man waves Marisol down, flagging her over toward a side entrance. Reluctantly she goes, looking none too thrilled about fighting in candy again. Don't these coordinators know how HARD it is to say 'no' to the siren call of sweets? They're all a bunch of--
"assholes"
"What?"
"Nothing, nothing," she assures, waving it off as she adjusts the belt absently over her shoulder.
Upon entering, Marisol is bombarded by the stench of chocolate, and instantly her lips twist into a sharp frown. It had to be CHOCOLATE. "damn it all--"
"What?" the coordinator asks as he leads her through the pallets and stacks of product.
"Nothing."
Eventually, her trek leads her to none other than the pink-haired Mignon, who seems to actually be enjoying this setup. The girl's face is still rather unpleasant, a frown haunting her sunkissed features as she just stares at the enthusiastic witch. So she challenged her?
"Tch," is Marisol's only response as she unshoulders the belt, handing it over to the official. He gestures to the girls, signaling to them that the cameras ARE rolling and that it can all begin whenever they like. But Marisol? She just lightly smirks and says nothing, instead letting her legs part shoulder's width, taped-up hands coming to rest at her shoulder level.
Mignon can interpret it however she like. Marisol? Just wants to fight, clearly!
As Marisol arrives, Mignon turns around, mouth full of sweetness. She's like some whale, at the moment, over-filled with joy. But swallows, she finally looks onto Marisol's frowny face. Upside down.. she looks like a clown! Mignon's almost finding it funny! Almost. "Oooh... HI again! Mignon decided to challenge you because Mignon HAS to prove to her sister that she is NOT a bad witch, so... Mignon's happy to see you!" She waves, smiling happily.. "So try to smile! Mignon's all ready for this too! So she PROMISES it'll be more interesting than last time.. Mignon has practiced long and hard!" LIE. Total lie she hasn't.
But all in the same, Mignon gets on the pallet, as it is raised, and the two forklifts get to moving.
You know what that means, that it's ready to begin. With Marisol spreading her legs, ready to fight .. Mignon blinks. "Oh .. uh .. already well Mignon just ate and ..." SUGAR RUSH. "HERE COMES MIIIGNOOOOON!" The sugar rush gets her. And Mignon barrels forwards, towards Marisol, bouncing like she was on some kind of superball.
Except when she aims to TOUCH Marisol. "HORSIE! ALley-OOP!"
Mignon goes to grasp her, and then slide over her.. and grasp her from behind, linking her arms around her, and TOSS! Rolling forwards! "Alley-OOP!"
COMBATSYS: Mignon has started a fight here.
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Mignon 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Marisol has joined the fight here.
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Marisol 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Mignon
COMBATSYS: Marisol blocks Mignon's Filly Throw.
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Marisol 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Mignon
At Mignon's greeting the redhead nods her head absently, gray eyes drifting briefly toward the pallets adjacent to her. All that candy...damn these SNF venues. Damn them all. All that chocolate there, and she cannot touch it. She has to think of her girlish figure, after all! But when the girl chirps Marisol looks back, blinking a few times before she offers a half-hearted grin.
"Okay," she replies. "Good luck."
Her stance widens just a bit, her sneakered heels planting steadily against the factory floor as she watches Mignon suddenly yell and barrel forward like a freight train of pink. Narrowing her eyes just a bit, the redhead braces herself, holding her ground steadily before she's grabbed and ridden before she's tossed into the air. When Marisol lands, however, it's in a deep crouch, her features wincing slightly as her knee smacks the floor.
"Try to keep up!!" the girl yells, pushing off like a sprinter. She charges forward, gray eyes wide and a broad smirk on her face as she attempts to deliver a quick jab to Mignon's chest, followed by a second, more beefy strike aimed to clock the girl across the face. "HYAAGH!"
COMBATSYS: Marisol successfully hits Mignon with Medium Punch.
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Marisol 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Mignon
As Marisol launches a fist towards Mignon, the assault crashes into her. Like before. The little witch doesn't have a chance as the quick jab crashes into her, the witch trying to leap out of the way! It doesn't really quite work that way! Unfortunately. Truly unfortunately. Yet it's about that time that Mignon decides.. another course of action is necessary. It comes quickly, as Mignon is launched backwards.. and that's about when Mignon leaps, kicking back to her feet. "Yoooow! .. Already so bad.. how will Mignon ever do this!?" She asks herself. "No, Mignon has to stay strong. She can't give up! So HERE SHE GOES!" And launching herself off the ground, Mignon leaps right at Marisol.
And that's not so bad, because the freight train of pink is busy trying to crash into Marisol, and then grasp her, before she knows what hit her.
"Here.. MIGNON... GOES!" The hand press against Marisol's midsection, spiralling there, before attempting to deliver a terrifying charge of electricity, attempting to jolt her right into the candy!
"Lightning bolt! ZAAAAP!"
A terrible jolt of ozone, and a spinning Marisol, will be if she succeeds!
COMBATSYS: Marisol interrupts Lightning Bolt EX from Mignon with Snap Wind.
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Marisol 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\1 Mignon
Wordlessly Marisol strikes, the swift jab followed by the punch to the poor witch's face that sends the girl reeling and the half-Spaniard girl stepping backwards after the assault. With arms raised she readies herself for come what may, opting for a defensive neutral stance. She simply watches, as the girl picks herself right back up and offers herself a few words of confidence. It makes Marisol smirk lightly to herself.
Again, Mignon makes her attack without abandon. Swift, the girl approaches with her hand crackling and sizzling with odd electrical chi. The redhead's response is a brief look of bemusement, before gray eyes hood and her jaw tenses. She needs to wait for the right opportunity...
Mignon's hand plants, a jarring jolt of energy that causes Marisol to jerk briefly--before her eyes widen and her lips part. Delivering a loud, guttural cry, she snaps a hand out, a stunning jab delivered to the girl's face before she reels a fist back, winding it up before she unleashes a nasty uppercut right into the pink witch's chin to send her flying instead!
"The last thing I need right now," the girl remarks, rubbing her stomach. "Is to be tempted by all this candy around me."
It .. It doesn't work. :(
Mignon's instead launched away, fist slamming into her. It's just too much. Mignon's already losing terribly! The pink haired wonder is not doing so hot. And all she tries, she is met in failure. It's saddening, to a Mignon. That she will be nothing to her sister even more, drives her to fight onwards!
Even if it does mean, more fist to face action.
The pink haired girl already has a rather bad bruise on her face, and bloody too. But that doesn't stop Mignon. Oh no. This time, Mignon kicks backwards, and then looks towards Marisol, a bit stern. "Mignon won't just give up and CANDY IS GOOD FOR YOU Mignon is CERTAIN."
She's clearly certain.
Before she whips forwards, sending a burst of flame towards Marisol with a call! "FIRE!" She yells out, sending that flaming ball right for Marisol! Oh yeah!
COMBATSYS: Marisol endures Mignon's Fire Ball.
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Marisol 0/-------/-======|=======\=------\1 Mignon
As Mignon rises the half-Spaniard girl tips her head slowly to one side, long wavy red locks spilling past her shoulders as she regards the bleeding girl. Though she looks pretty bad, the little witch refuses to give up--and that earns her a smirk from Marisol. At least she won't give up so easily.
"Candy is awful. It goes straight to the hips, and I have to keep myself in the best shape possible. I cannot afford to let myself go." At least not yet--that's what old age is for, after all! "If I want to get better and stronger, I can't lose focus on everything I do." The vaguely determined look on Marisol's face briefly lingers, eyes narrowing just slightly.
And then, fire. The half-Spaniard's features falter only slightly.
Rather than try to rush AROUND the burst of fire, the redhead charges straight INTO the fiery display, ignoring the searing heat and scalding pain the fires draw over her skin. Hollering loudly, Marisol charges right for Mignon, attempting to punch the girl fiercely in the stomach. And should she make her mark, she'll lash out and reach for the witch's head, to drag her face right into Marisol's knee before shoving backwards. Then, and only then, a foot whips upwards, a nasty vertical kick aimed for the girl's jaw to send her flying!
COMBATSYS: Marisol successfully hits Mignon with Chain Reaction.
*KNOCKED AWAY*
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Marisol 0/-------/=======|=======\=====--\1 Mignon
As Mignon is slammed in the jaw, she's launched away and all, and there's not much else Mignon can do about it while defending candy! Being tossed around like this is not good for Mignon, so her entire point of fighting tends to turn to moot when she's getting knocked in the noggin' alot. There's other places to punch, but apparently Marisol likes the stomach and face.
Mignon's just hurt so much it's hard to keep going.
But she .. sort of tries to.
Staggering to her feet, Mignon raises a hand. "O .. Ow ie... MAGICAL HEALING!"
5R It washes over her, but with all of that punch, Mignon isn't going to be doing quite well in all.. and more than not, Mignon's not going to be able to recover at all.. but heck if she can't try.
Glowing energy at least helps her stop from feeling like she'll puke.
Maybe?
"Sorry," is the half-Spaniard girl's response as Mignon pulls herself back onto her feet, gray eyes peering at the pink-haired witch carefully. "I don't really hold back on any punches. Like, ever." Grinning faintly, the redhead rolls her shoulders a bit before she slides back into a stance, arms lifted as she holds her ground. Honestly, she expects the girl to come flying in again with something; anything. But this time?
It's that odd energy she used the last time they had a fight together. She knows what it does and what that pink sparkly cutesy stuff is. It means she's going to use it to feel better. And what does Marisol have to say about it..?
Well, nothing. But she knows she can't stand by idly as the girl bathes in that weird tingly energy. Thus do the redhead's features briefly twist, her eyes widening and her jaw squared before she suddenly takes off, attempting to reach up and grab that raised arm and slap it aside before she swings a fist swiftly inwards, to drive her taped-up knuckles into Mignon's vulnerable collarbone!
COMBATSYS: Mignon blocks Marisol's Light Punch.
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Marisol 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Mignon
COMBATSYS: Mignon successfully hits Mignon with Magical Healing.
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Marisol 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Mignon
It's about then that Marisol's fist slams against collarbone.. but Mignon tries to swat it away, and it .. somewhat works. The girl is capable of making it stop hurting AS much but it still HURTS so there's a nebulous amount of how effective it is.
In the end, as Mignon gets some degree of feel good rays, Mignon tilts her head as Marisol. "No DON'T be sorry if Mignon loses at LEAST Mignon wants to make herself LOOK tough because otherwise then Ninon won't be nice to her and will continue to call her a failure and Mignon is sick and tired of it and she WILL TRY AND MAKE HER UNDERSTAND OR ELSE!"
And that's about when Mignon tries something rather .. stupid.
Launching at Marisol, the pink haired witch attempts to tackle Marisol, leaping through the air in an obvious arch, attempting to TACKLE and WRENCH and roll about with Marisol. "KITTY ROLLER!"
It's probably not a good idea?
COMBATSYS: Marisol blocks Mignon's Strong Throw.
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Marisol 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Mignon
Taking several swift, quick-footed steps back as Mignon handles the punch, Marisol's full lips ease into a ghost of a smirk, gray eyes half-lidded as the girl speaks. "I don't know who this Ninon person is," Marisol explains, tilting her head lightly in response. "But she sounds kind of like a bitch. Who cares what she thinks, anyway? It should matter how you feel about yourself."
But before the redhead can elaborate further, Mignon is suddenly throwing herself at Marisol. Wide-eyed and a little surprised, the half-Spaniard instead draws her arms up and braces her legs, letting the girl's body collide painfully into her forearms before she pushes forward, to get the witch away.
And then, rather suddenly, Marisol throws HER self forward, attempting to deliver not one but four nasty hook punches at the girl's face. Should each stunning blow land the redhead will suddenly draw back, an arm raised shoulder level and one hand outstretched before her, her taped fist clenched tight--painfully so. Muscles ripple and tense, knuckles white...before she throws herself forward again, a driving, devastating punch aimed right for the center of Mignon's chest. "HYAARGH!!"
COMBATSYS: Mignon blocks Marisol's Atom Smasher.
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Marisol 0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0 Mignon
Mignon's seen THAT punch coming for her, but as the fists aim towards her chest, Mignon tries SOMETHING DIFFERENT. She raises her arms, attempting to take the blow instead of evading it. It somehow works. Mignon's launched backwards, rolling from the force, hitting the wall, and nearly making an imprint of herself. Falling forwards, Mignon crashes off the wall, slumping onto the moving platform.
Yeah she rebounded rather nicely.
"M-MIGNON DOES!" She cries, pointing to Marisol. "Mignon DOES care because Mignon REALLY wants to be a GOOD witch like her sissy says she is and Mignon isn't doing that and then Mignon won't be able to make the world a better place by STOPPING BAD PEOPLE!" She flails as she goes on like this, but as Marisol finally.. isn't punching her, Mignon .. decides the best course of action.
Is to suddenly play keep away.
Spinning around, Mignon creates a whirling vortex of wind! "DIVINE WIND SPIRIT! .. Help Mignon get out of some trouble!"
Her arms feel like jelly and they are bleeding owwww!
COMBATSYS: Mignon successfully hits Marisol with Windstorm.
- Power hit! -
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Marisol 0/-------/----===|======-\-------\0 Mignon
Her assault blocked, Marisol's expression is a brief look of annoyance and self-disappointment before she simply smirks, gray eyes lidded ever so slightly as she takes a few cautious steps back. And then, from seemingly nowhere, the girl cries and singles the redhead out. It causes her to stare with muted disbelief, her mouth slightly ajar before she simply shuts her mouth and cants her head to one side.
"Well, that's a pretty noble cause I guess," the Pacific girl muses aloud, a hand absently tapping against her jaw. Gray eyes drift aside, considering the pink haired girl's crusade before she grins and lightly shakes her head. When she looks up and begins to speak, Mignon cuts her off with VOODOO. Or magic; whatever.
And before Marisol can really react, the energy cuts into the redhead, cutting up her forearms and bare skin while gnawing away at her singed shirt as she's caught in the fray. It leaves her momentarily stunned, gray eyes foggy as she staggers back. What the hell was that? Besides sorcery and witchcraft, of course. What would JESUS think!?
Stumbling back a few steps she shakes her head out, a hand clasping against her forehead as she tries to recuperate from being shredded by magical chi energy. "What the...hell??"
COMBATSYS: Marisol gains composure.
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Marisol 0/-------/------=|======-\-------\0 Mignon
As Marisol can't react, instead, attempting to try and prevent it some how, Mignon goes to town on Marisol with MAGICAL WIND ENERGY. Witch craft was never so much fun! And yet, it's not over. Mignon still has a bit of trouble what with Marisol taking time to recuperate! "Mignon's a WITCH silly! Mignon told you this already, and really, you saw her! She's a nice witch though okaaaay!" She seems happy about it.
But doesn't bother to take time to get stronger, nah, why would she do that? She's A-OKAY compadre!
With this time, Mignon gets to leaps towards Marisol.. it's time .. to take the fight back to her! "If you're not coming here... Mignon is coming there OKAY WATCH OUT FOR MIGNON NYAAAAAAAAAH!" And diving through the air, the pink terror is currently leaping like a CAT at Marisol and aims to yank her feet RIGHT out from under her, all the while diving!
And of course, Mignon thinks it's a noble cause.. but .. that's because..
"Well Mignon JUST WANTS TO HELP THE WORLD.. like that police officer that helper Mignon MEW~!"
COMBATSYS: Marisol blocks Mignon's Quick Throw.
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Marisol 0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\0 Mignon
Giving her head another swift shake, the redhead supposes then that she's gotten enough of a breath to handle herself a bit better. Fool her once, shame on her; fool her twice, et cetera. The girl lifts her gray gaze, fixing those determined eyes on the pink haired girl as she speaks. And, slowly, a smirk edges its way across her tanned features.
"Yeah, I saw," the girl states, rolling her arm in its socket before she takes a small step forward. The girl threatens to come at her, and Marisol replies as one might figure: she lifts a hand and gestures for the girl to come to her. The cat-like yowl isn't what she kind of expected, though. It earns Mignon an odd look from the half-Spaniard.
As she dives and ultimately collides, Marisol holds her ground, letting her forearms shield her from the collision before she gives another light shove. Twisting her foot, the girl attempts to capitalize on the moment, her arm tense as she seeks to drive her fist straight into Mignon's gut with a loud holler and a wide-eyed expression.
COMBATSYS: Mignon dodges Marisol's Medium Punch.
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Marisol 0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\0 Mignon
As Marisol rolls her arm in that socket, Mignon is CLONKED.. but the collision only sort of hurts Mignon! In the end, it's about when Marisol twists about, shoving her.. and Mignon is shoved! .. The fist comes towards her gut, with a holler, but Mignon this time is fast enough to say goodbye to mister gut pain, and leaps, sliding to the edge of the pallet, hanging off. "Uh oh .. Mignon needs to get up .. but soo weak .. Mignon wants to rest... MIGNON CAN'T!" She cries, as she flips upwards, swinging back and forth a bit before coming up and around, spinning, flipping, HANDS POINTING RIGHT AT MARISOL!
"MIGNON KITTTYYY CRUSHEEER!"
She flies through the air, pawing and clawing, as Marisol is still there.. but Marisol might just capitalize on this and send Mignon ..
BACK TO THE POUND.
Garsh, Mignon thinks, she hopes not! "NyAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
COMBATSYS: Mignon successfully hits Marisol with Strong Punch.
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Marisol 0/-------/----===|=======\-------\0 Mignon
No pound for Mignon. TODAY AT LEAST.
Frowning a bit as the girl leaps out of harm's way, Marisol follows the pink-haired witch, gray eyes fixed entirely on her as she hugs the pallet. Seconds later she swings up and flips into the air, drawing another odd look from the redhead--more so as she delivers an odd battlecry. What? "Are you a furry or som--"
The girl's 'paws and claws' strike their target, earning her a low grunt from the redhead as she's forced back. Shaking her head out, Marisol sports a broad smirk, hands curling into fists at her sides as she continues to eyeball the witch. "Not too shabby," she explains, giving her jaw a rub.
And then she yells, attempting to deliver a straight punch at Mignon's face, followed by a swift uppercut to her jaw. But it doesn't stop with punches; instead, in an unorthodox display like before, the half-Spaniard girl whips a leg around, to deliver a spinning hook kick aimed for the witchy witch's temple!
COMBATSYS: Mignon blocks Marisol's Iron Whip.
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Marisol 0/-------/----===|=======\=------\1 Mignon
As Marisol lashes out with a punch to her face, a swift uppercut to her jaw, and then a leg whipping around, Mignon's struck in them.. but she's holding her arms up, which, having recovered, go back to HURTING. Alot. A heck of alot, actually! But as Marisol gets her launched backwards, Mignon's staggering backwards. "O-Ow.. Ow ow.... OOwwwwwwww..." She shakes her hands, kind of painfully. "Okay see. Mignon is going to give you a MUCH BETTER FIGHT than before so HERE SHE GOES, MIGNON IS GIVING IT HER ALL!" And bounding backwards, she stands on a crate of M&M's.
And raises her hands. "If you think THAT was good WATCH THIS!" And Mignon suddenly causes a rather LARGE amount of earthern magic to sprout out of nowhere, above her, before she points it towards Marisol.
It's burning, too.
"FIRE!" She cries, Mignon launching the blast of EARTH towards Marisol, intending to catch her in the eruption of ROCK EXPLOSION. Hey it's her best shot. "MIGNON'S LAUNCHING OFF AGAINN AIEEE!" Indeed she does, spiralling against the forklift. Owwwie.
COMBATSYS: Mignon successfully hits Marisol with Meteo-Strike.
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Marisol 0/-------/=======|=------\-------\0 Mignon
To the redhead's surprise, Mignon is still standing.
Shaking her head lightly, the redhead just offers a slight smirk and pinches her eyes shut, trying to maintain focus. Though the witch speaks, the girl does actually listen, despite her expression of mild annoyance and uneasiness. She's not feeling too good herself. And it doesn't help at all when that big sphere of earthy chi erupts in her hands and ignites.
The girl groans just a little.
Though try as she may to stand her ground, the energy barrels into her and sends the girl launching backwards, her back slamming painfully into a stack of crates. They fall like a house of cards, noisily scattering and M&Ms spilling everywhere with Marisol at its center. But, as stubbornly as ever, the girl pulls her body back up and gets on her feet.
Gasping for breath, the girl shakes her head a few times before she bites her jaw down, eyes fixed on Mignon. Barely able to focus she stumble a few steps before breaking into a staggered sprint. Closing in on the girl, she attempts to drop one hand on the girl's shoulder, the other fist coming inwards to drive a mean but fleeting punch into her gut with a loud cry!
COMBATSYS: Marisol successfully hits Mignon with Light Punch.
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Marisol 0/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Mignon
As Mignon is nailed by the assault, Mignon staggers backwards, about to fall.. but she doesn't give up, no.. Mignon, as she staggers backwards, spins before she staggers this way and that way.. punch drunk. "G-G... WOOOOoooo.. uh .. WIND SPIIIIT..." Yes that's not what she wanted to say. Her hopes of being a good witch crushed, Mignon falls into the sour candy.
That's how she feels right now, anyway :(
But more importantly, there's a half assed FIREBALL coming towards Marisol.
Yes, she said the wrong words.
Punch drunk.
COMBATSYS: Mignon can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Marisol blocks Mignon's Fire Ball.
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Giving Mignon's shoulder a gentle shove once her fist bites into the girl's stomach, the half-Spaniard girl takes a few woozy steps back, gray eyes half-lidded as she looks on. Tired and aching and bleeding from the wounds no thanks to Mignon's mean wind spirit, Marisol looks to be barely hanging in there, like Mignon herself. But she's not going to go out so easily.
Shaking her head a bit, the redhead buckles down as the falsely-advertised chi comes rolling forward, a mean-looking fireball aimed right FOR her. Drawing her arms up, the girl shields her face, letting the flames lick against her forearms and singe her, but that's okay. It seems to do the trick enough, the chi fires dispersing and snuffing out against her arms.
Dropping them, the girl exhales and sags her shoulders deeply, gray eyes pressing shut. Tired and sore, she wants to have a nice cold glass of water and get out of this candy factory. Why? Because she's tired and weak--which means she'll possibly indulge if she's not careful.
"D-damn ...candy...f-factory," she murmurs, propping her body up against a crate before she just leans across it and closes her eyes. Maybe she can feel less guilty if she dreams about eating, instead of actually DOING it.
COMBATSYS: Marisol has ended the fight here.
Log created on 20:26:20 10/11/2008 by Marisol, and last modified on 19:08:08 10/19/2008.