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|Date of Scene=2019/03/03
|Location=Corner of Adversity 1
|Synopsis=Cordelay Levail comes to fight Yang Xiao Long.
|Cast of Characters=6936, 906
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:6936|Cordelay Levail (6936)}} has posed:'''<br>Cordelay steps into the battleground, surveying the area intently. "So you're Lady Yang Xiao Long? I heard you like to fight." She smiles slightly as she speaks and rests a hand on the hilt of one of her blades.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:906|Yang Xiao Long (906)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yang glances over as a new person enters the arena. "Oh, heya! Never heard your voice before, you new?" she queries, stretching and tossing a cowboy hat off to one side. She's wearing an outfit that has aesthetics of a western gunslinger. With a quick unclip, she also tosses the two flap-like attachments to join the hat, then cracks her knuckles with a series of satisfying pops. "Also, drop the 'lady' stuff. You're gonna make me feel old, but yeah, I like to fight. Why? Y'wanna throw down?"<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The brawler deploys her gauntlets, the bracelets on her wrists unfolding along her forearms with a series of mechanical whirrs and clacks. "You should probably know about the Shrine. This place lets you go all out and not worry about permenant injury. So don't hold back on me." she racks the slides on her shotgauntlets with a grin. "I won't."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:6936|Cordelay Levail (6936)}} has posed:'''<br>Her slight smile breaking into a full grin, Cordelay unsheathes both her short swords and flips them into a ready position. "Oh, this is perfect then. I am Cordelay Levail, daughter of Sartaire the Dragon. Let us both show what we're capable of!" She points one sword at Yang and slips into a ready stance, her eyes glimmering at the prospect of a challenge.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:906|Yang Xiao Long (906)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Computer, begin combat. Defeat: When unable to continue battle." says Yang, a klaxon sounding to confirm, before the blonde brawler kicks off and charges straight in at the other woman. She's fast, speed boosted by the strength of her launch, the ground where she stood literally exploding outwards behind her from the force of her kick off.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yang comes in, and aims a straight up haymaker at Cordelay's center of mass, the punch causing the gauntlet to fire off its chambered shell, sending a burst of kinetic force out along with the punch, a double-strike of impact, then blast!<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:6936|Cordelay Levail (6936)}} has posed:'''<br>Cordelay throws herself into a backward roll, Yang's punch striking her arm on the way back and sending her sprawling. "Such force... You're quite skilled." Springing to her feet, Cordelay grips the chain on one of her swords and lashes out, swinging the blade like a flail in a swift arc and twisting her body to add extra momentum to the swing.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:906|Yang Xiao Long (906)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The problem with launching and attacking like that is it leaves little chance to recover and defend. As Cordelay whips that sword out, it slams into the blonde's shoulder, punching clean through the golden shield that surrounds her body and drawing blood.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yang yanks the blade out, and backflips away, the wound slowly closing with a gleam of golden light, that it diminishes the shield in a visible way before it facdes back invisible again. "You're not too bad yourself." she replies, then slams her fists together, before punching into the air. Each punch launches a homing projectile that explodes on impact, aiming to saturate the area around Cordelay with explosives!<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:6936|Cordelay Levail (6936)}} has posed:'''<br>The smell of scorched hair and leather fills the air as Cordelay once more dives away, tumbling through the flames and grasping her bangs to snuff out a small flame. She grits her teeth and rises to her feet as she pulls her sword back to her hand, then glares at Yang and rushes forward. <br> Her charge is like the wind as Cordelay lunges at her opponent, both short swords thrusting forward like the tusks of a wild boar.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:906|Yang Xiao Long (906)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yang shifts her gauntlets back to melee mode, and brings her arms up to tank that charge, blades striking metal and deflecting off to score glancing blows against the blonde's shoulders.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As the blades pass, Yang's eyes shift from lilac to red, and as her face is revealed from behind her guard, a malicious grin has formed. "Gotchya." she says, then moves in and wraps her arms around Cordelay's middle, and bring her up and over into a suplex!<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:6936|Cordelay Levail (6936)}} has posed:'''<br>Put on the spot by the unexpected grapple, Cordelay throws her weight backward just as Yang does the same. The sudden motion allows her to slip free of Yang's grip and land on her feet. "Never underestimate the Dragon's daughter, Miss Xiao Long," she hisses as she thrusts one sword forward - a quick stab to take advantage of the small opening presented by her escape.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:906|Yang Xiao Long (906)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yang's bent over backwards, and that sword strike slams into her midsection, piercing her Aura once more, and making the girl cry out in pain... then morphing into rage as she grabs the blade again, yanking it out then trying to grab the chain to pull the owner towards her.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yang moves forward as she tries to pull Cordelay toward her, winding up for a flurry of punches.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:6936|Cordelay Levail (6936)}} has posed:'''<br>The satisfaction on Cordelay's face morphs into shock as she's yanked forward, barely having time to throw her arm up in defense. Though she manages to block some of the barrage that follows, those blows that do land knock the wind from her as she lets out a pained growl and glares directly into Yang's eyes. <br> <br> "I'm not done yet." She mutters. "I am nowhere near done yet!" Bringing her leg up swiftly she attempts to throw her knee into Yang's stomach while the arm she had been using to parry now brings her second sword around in a powerful arc.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:906|Yang Xiao Long (906)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yang grunts as she takes the knee to the midriff, her Aura fizzling out as it cushions the blow, while she intercepts the sword swing with her gauntlet, sparks flying and a harsh cracking sound coming from the arm within, as her Aura no longer protects her body... but that only seems to have made her even more angry!<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With being so close, the sudden burst of Semblance might caught some disorientation.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yang grins, and tries to grab Cordelay by the collar, or around the throat. "Neither am I." she snarls back, her eyes a blazing inferno as she throws Cordelay, then kicks off after her, aiming to pass the other woman, and use the throw momentum along with a spinning punch to cause a lot of damage.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:6936|Cordelay Levail (6936)}} has posed:'''<br>As Yang flies toward her, Cordelay grabs the enraged blonde's arm and twists around her before shoving off Yang's back and landing with a thud on her feet. "That was quite the attack, Miss Xiao Long. I haven't fought an opponent like you in ages." <br> <br> She grabs both swords by the chains and swings them with all her might, the arcs of the blades poised to intersect in a clash of sharp steel. "But no matter what, I will NEVER lose!"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:906|Yang Xiao Long (906)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yang skids to a stop, then brings her arms up defensively, willing her Aura to reactivate.. but it doesn't come in time, and the blonde just drops like a sack of potatoes, blood gushing from the blade wounds inflicted.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The arena then sounds a klaxon, and wounds and exhaustion are reversed, leaving only a dull ache in its place. Yang sits up, rubbing where she got slashed, and chuckles. "Man, you're really strong, that was a hell of a fight!" she says, grinning unabashedly, her eyes shifted back to lilac and her more easygoing attitude returning after the glimpse as the beast within.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:6936|Cordelay Levail (6936)}} has posed:'''<br>Cordelay takes a deep breath and smiles, the adrenaline rush fading. "When it comes to strength, you're far more than my equal. I've never been pushed that far before... I must stay diligent in my training if I'm ever to match you. Thank you for sparring with me, Miss Xiao Long." She curtseys politely and makes her way to Yang, extending a hand to help her up. "I hope to face you again someday."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:906|Yang Xiao Long (906)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yang takes the hand, pulling herself up then clapping her free hand on Cordelay's shoulder. "You're not too shabby. I'm just a living battering ram." she remarks, grinning as she shifts to loop an arm around the other woman's shoulder. "C'mon, I'm starving, lets go get something to eat, eh?"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:6936|Cordelay Levail (6936)}} has posed:'''<br>Surprised by the sudden contact, Cordelay starts for a moment before nodding. "Of course. My treat - it's the least I can do for such an impressive performance." She grins back at Yang before adding, "I've always been interested in cuisine from other worlds. Hopefully you can recommend me something good!"<br> <br>
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