Difference between revisions of "WMAT A1 Fuki vs. Zephyr Windstar"

Latest revision as of 18:07, 30 June 2014

Zephyr Windstar (162) has posed:
The main stadium it might be, but Zephyr is making a flashy entrance, just like last year. High in the sky above, a dark purple spell seal traces into being, then a flash of light signals the mage's appearance atop it. "You ready for this?" she asks, taking the little coin of her device from the bracer on her arm.

<I WAS BUILT READY, MASTER! READY SET!> states the Device. "Good. Set up, Breeze Mode." she commands, as she leaps from the platform. <STANDBY. SET UP!> The pair of encased in a glowing purple bubble, as they plummet towards the arena floor. Just before impact, the bubble bursts and the mage twirls her axe, landing on her feet in a half crouch.

Straightening up, she lofts her Device, and rolls her hands, gesturing for the crowd to get louder.

Fuki has posed:
The tiny terror isn't flashy for entrance at least this time. The Shinki slowly flying in with her acid dripping scythe in her hands. "Showoff." she muttered, shaking her head in dismay before landing at the edge of the arena. The crowds are going wild at both Zephyr and Fuki, almost split in half with signs built for each competetor.

"I trust you are ready? This match has no bearing on our allied status for the Node and the general Abstractum war too. Though one thing is certain, I will be going out for blood." Fuki spins her scythe around, readying up her stance, a grin upon her face before setting her fox mask into place. "I'll even be lienent and give you the first go."

Zephyr Windstar (162) has posed:
Zephyr smirks a bit, turning and resting her Device in that cocky Shounen Protag over-the-shoulder way. "You're gonna be lenient with me huh?" she shrugs. "Suit yourself, we'll see how this goes. May the best Mage win."

She then shrugs the Device and casually rolls it around her hand, which leaves an arc of small glowing motes in its wake. <IMPULSE CASCADE!> announces the Device with a chime, as each one of those motes suddenly surge forwards with a tiny gunshot-like airburst.

Fuki has posed:
Fuki shakes her head, "I have to if I don't want to be expunged from the tournament." she replies in kind, launching herself into the air and towards Zephyr. Though, going into the air at this point in time seems to have been a bad move as the motes crash right into her, sending her flying backwards from the impact. Dents could be seen upon her armor while her thrusters kick into gear, righting her back up into the air.

Fuki shakes her head, targeting reticles displaying in her eyes as she makes a flightpath towards the mage, a flash of light and blue wisps come floating in behind her spouting off blue lasers towards the mage, as Fuki takes up into the air. "Damn mages..."

Zephyr Windstar (162) has posed:
Zephyr is a cocky little miss, that she is. So much so, that the initial impact makes her laugh. "Hah, not so tough now are y--" and that's all it takes. She skids backwards as those laser bolts slam into her Barrier Jacket, searing some of the plating away and leaving smoking holes in the outer layer. "Huh, not bad." She too takes to the air, a quartet of purple 'pixie wings' forming on her back. "Lets see how you like this!"

Surging in a wide arc that skims the outside of the central arena floor, she sweeps her device back behind her. It glows as it gathers air around the blades, lacing it with mana before she angles in on Fuki directly. <TEMPEST SABER!>, comes the chime, as that axehead comes swinging around. On impact, those 'sheathes' detonate out like shaped charges. This is all Stun-class, of course.

Fuki has posed:
Fuki twirls about in mid air to position herself for another attack! A bit of a shift, wing twitch and she shoots off again towards the device wielding mage only for axe head to crash into her and the charges detonate, sending her crashing hard into the ground with a minor crater around her! The dust bursts up, the Shinki twitches and uses this to plan her next move.

A melee mage, this might prove to be difficult but if she can get in there with her scythe... She bursts from the crater and skims along the ground with her scythe tip making sparks on the arena's floor, jetting right towards Zephyr's legs! Targeting reticles in her eyes come more before she makes her move, arcing up and going for the inside thigh with her scythe! Hoping if the blade misses that the acid splash will do something to her!

Zephyr Windstar (162) has posed:
Zephyr is still moving from that last strike, but the sudden burst of speed from Fuki catches her off guard. She attempts to climb rapidly, that scythe slashing through the battleskirt of her Barrier Jacket, and making the girl yelp in pain as that acid soaks in and gets into the cut along her leg.

She grunts, but being airborne still, isn't slowed down by the injury. "She's dangerous at close range... I keep forgetting about that damn scythe. Dee, give me what you've got on sensors." she narrows her eyes, semi-idly around the upper level of the arena, just about level with the top-tier seats in the nosebleed sections. "Right... Shinki, she's got a relatively low damage mitigation threshold... lets try something." she muses, then comes to a stop, sweeping the axe into a position, held like a cannon. The blades crack open towards the mage, exposing the crystal towards Fuki as it glows and gathers mana. Wind swirls around as the blade assembly begins to spin. <TORNADO DRIVER!> intones the Device, before it unleashes a stream of unguided bullets, a mana 'core' surrounded by 'explosive' kinetic wind-element shell. It's like a machinegun!

Fuki has posed:
Fuki smirks, rising into the air some more from the initial ascent, spinning around to catch a view of the Battlemage in question. However, the view she gets is of the unguided bullets streaming her way towards her! She dips and bobs between a few of them, but the unprepared-ness of the attack has her crashing into a few more, knocking her scythe out of her hands while sparks fly from her damaged casing.

Fuki's eyes narrow as she recovers from the barrage, scanning Zephyr lightly, apparently she's good in mixed ranged, which poses a massive threat to the Shinki. Those floating wisps charge up once more as a flash of light summons her laser rifle. "Ranged to ranged it seems?" she smirks from behind the mask. Zipping back around the battlefield, the wisps start firing lasers of their own again and the Shinki's rifle spins up to spew lasers down on the battle mage some more!

Zephyr Windstar (162) has posed:
Zephyr quits channeling the spell as Fuki counters. Those lasers find their mark, but a few get intercepted by hasily erected shields, diffusing the beams before impact. There's several new holes in her Barrier Jacket though, even a sight through to reddened skin beneath as one beam punched all the way through.

"A good mage is flexible!" she retorts, doing a quick aileron roll as she kicks off into flight again. She's doing the same maneuver from before, skirting the outer edge of the arena while gathering air and lacing it with magic. She can't seriously be thinking of doing the same attack twice, so soon after the previous one?

No, in fact, she stops short, using the transfer of momentum to lash out with that axe, far short of the Shinki. Instead, the 'blades' spall off into spinning boomerang-like kinetic blades, the boiling explosive element being lost to consentrate the attack into a high impact direct strike. <GALE SABER!>

Fuki has posed:
Reddened skin and damaged jacket is all Fuki needs to see to know her attacks are finding purchase into the mage. She readies herself again looking around for her scythe and another opening. Without her main weapon, it's a bit difficult to do a lot more damage like she wants.

"It doesn't matter, a good mage is one buried six feet under!" she eyes the aileron roll and dives down, her eyes scanning still for her scythe while her wisps start going for defensive fire, not trying to actually hit Zephyr. Lights come on in her eyes and down she goes to snatch up her scythe which was dug into the grass around the arena. Turning around, the 'blades' crash out into her and send her crashing into the ground and tumbling along the way and into the stadium wall, making a shinki sized divot into the wall.

She shakes her head, falling down out of the hole and onto the ground, looking up towards the mage. "Mmmph, you're kinda strong, maybe it was a good point to have you along with me." she kicks off the ground once more and flares her feathered wings, the thrusters behind kicking up a notch as the speed boost sends her barreling towards the mage, scythe stretched out behind her. She brakes hard in the air and swings her scythe, short as well but the acid splash is something she's hoping that will hit.

Zephyr Windstar (162) has posed:
Zephyr brings up her arms, projecting a shield as Fuki comes charging in. She wasn't expecting the acid splash though. A funny reaction between acid and the manaconstructed shield. It melts through it just like any other material, then continues on to burn at the chest-plate on her Barrier Jacket.

"Tch. 'Course I'm strong! A weak mage is a dead on!" she shouts back. Right arm sweeps over her head, forming an arc of lights once more. These though, begin to grow in size, glaring brilliantly, like miniature suns. "This is something new I cooked up. You're the first to experience it!" Divine Wind chimes out. <JETSTREAM IMPULSE!>

The 'bullets' don't move, instead, they begin to split, dividing down... then they start to move, firing out in arcing trajectories, much like a Macross Missile Massacre!

Fuki has posed:
Ah, one of her favorite toys to use thanks to Handsome Jack. She really must give him a proper thanks... in terms of WINNING! "Oh I expect you to be strong, hence why I'm not going to hold back anymore!" She smirks, backing up some as she readies up something else in her arsenal. The Scythe dissapears for a moment in a flash of light, only to be replaced by two shuriken, one in each hand.

"New thing, huh? Really, showing off to me in front of millions if not billions? Go on!" Jetstream Impulse huh? She watches... and watches and looks at the bullets. "Hmm? Go o...h." Fuki goes back to flying around, trying to avoid the split 'bullets'! ONe misses, another... however one smacks right into her then another and another and another, sending her straight back into the ground once more, another crater into the arena is formed and another dust cloud appears.

Fuki shakes her head, her armor torn up and broken, missing her mask and her hair is mussed up. Her wings are torn up as well, still functional as she heads back up once more with her thrusters as well, throwing shuirken after shuriken, quick flashes as each shuirken leaves her hand puts one more in its place, creating a varitable rain of shuriken heading up towards the mage!

Zephyr Windstar (162) has posed:
"Gotta try harder than that!" she calls, as those shuriken begin to pelt past her. <BLITZ DRIVE!> calls Divine Wind, as the mage blurs out, dodging around the shuriken storm. She gets scored a few times, the little blades pinging off what's left of her armour, and leaving little cuts along her arms. Nothing major really.

Zephyr then seems to appear right in front of the Shinki, Device out of the way. What's she about to d-- <MACH PUNCH!> The mage's right hand is sheathed in a boiling mass of wind-element magic, and it's coming right for Fuki!

Fuki has posed:
Fuki grumbles, heading closer and close... and there's a fist coming right at her. The fist connects and sends her barreling back towards the ground, more of her armor breaks off, leaving the Shinki almost in her painted layer. She's panting heavily, breath heavy and battery is going ow. At least she's still fully attached to herself.

Fuki's wings, or whats left of them, aerobrake before she hits the ground this time, her scythe flashing into existance once more. "Alright. Try harder?" Soon she's brusting up just by thrusters alone.

Once more, tracking reticles in her eyes as she tries to find the real Mage, and, in an extreme case of 'screw it", she lashes out and starts spinning around, scythe blade extended. Let's hope she likes pinball.

Zephyr Windstar (162) has posed:
Zephyr wasn't expecting such a reckless attack, and that scythe finds her chestplate, biting deeply into it before the entire thing just vaporises, acting like reactive armour to soften the impact. Still, it knocks her backward, the sheer strain of the fight showing as she too pants for breath, a hand coming to rest over her linker core. She's going to have to end this, soon.

"That's more like it, c'mon! I want this fight to be the best of the bracket!" she calls, then straightens in the air. She sweeps the axe up above her, before throwing it out to the side, the blades shifting position before beginning to spin up, drawing air into them and creating a drill-like sheath. This is then brought up and held forwards like a spear, as a quartet of 'jets' spring out of the spiked end-cap opposite the head. <CYCLONE SPIN ON! CYCLONE BLITZ!> announces Divine Wind, as the jets fire and launch the mage, and her Device forwards in a headlong charge!

Fuki has posed:
Reckless attacks beget defenses. IT's no wonder the charge crashes right into the Shinki with such ferocity, sending the poor Shinki into a tailspin with that drill-like head spinning her right round. During this, she grips her scythe tightly, is she going to be knocked out in the first round, again? Something this ego-damaging is surely running through her mind. Her armor is discarded, the thrusters just remain, firing them to break off the drill. She heaves heavily, chest rising and falling, a reusable jelly can popping in existance with a flash, taking a sip. "I commend your efforts, Zephyr. I'm not going to leave here though without making sure we're BOTH in the medical tent for severe injury!" She tosses the can right at Zephyr before following up.

Another flash, her stock scythe comes into existance, holding one in each hand. "Let's finish this, Zephyr!" the thrusters kick on, for possibly the last time as she jets towards the mage, twin scythes ready and waiting, one dripping the acid behind her. As soon as she gets close, she bolts upward into the sky and kills the thrusters, the black sillouhet on the sun. She closes her eyes, muttering something under breath as she comes down... and down... and down into a tailspin, twisting her scythes just a bit to come down in a drill like way, looking to aim right for the mage's shoulder!

Zephyr Windstar (162) has posed:
That drill, meets a thigh wall of <RAMPART SHELL!> kicking up sparks as the Shinki grinds against the purposefully reinforced shield. Sweat beads at her forehead as she pours more mana into the defense. "Yeah. Lets finish this." she replies, then brings her axe down from above, shifted back into normal shape and not sporting any enhancements... just the big, broad blades coming right down from over the Shinki.

Fuki has posed:
Fuki grazes off the Rampart Shell, the sparks bouncing the Shinki off the Mage, fortunately, the bouncing sends her spinning still while the blades come grazing off of her, chopping the wings off of her back. Thrusters still there, barely hanging on. Down into the ground she goes, she bounces... and skids to a stop before dropping off the arena floor into the grass below, panting hard. "Nnngh, such strength." She grumbles, slowly climbing back up to the arena floor, her wisps slowly coming into view, even if shaky.

Fuki pulls out her rifle once more, dropping to her knees as she takes aim. Windows pop up in front of her, battery low symbols and critical hull damage and a picture of her Master. "I want to win this, Zephyr. For my Master!" she screams out, the battery symbol draining rapidly as the wisps flare out into a very bright blue and the tip of her laser rifle glows red. "Take this! My Devotion, My Anger and all of my strength! Laser barrage, FIRE!" As soon as the trigger is pulled, large (comparitvely speaking) lasers spew forth out from the five wisps and the shinki rifle, the blue lasers intertwining like a helix around the red laser, all aimed right for the mage in question!

Zephyr Windstar (162) has posed:
Zephyr is obscured by explosions, the shield shattering under the barrage, and several flashes of purple magic marking that the mage is still being hit.

As the smoke clears, Zephyr is still barely floating. The little wings are flickering in and out, like a graphic glitch. She heaves for breath. "I accept it... and add it to my own." she replies softly, eyes closing as she gathers what strength she has left. "Ragios, Razgriz, Lethim. I call upon the great winds." the wind begins to pick up within the stadium, swirling eddies whipping up debris. "Parijium, Gralith, Horaph. Bring unto me a Maelstrom!" she looks down, as she levels the gemstone of her Device at Fuki. "... I'm sorry." she says, eyes closing as the blades snap open, and all that wind filters into the gem, before lashing out in a torrent of purple mana, and a swirling conflux of wind-element. <MAELSTROM BREAKER!>

Fuki has posed:
Fuki watches as her lasers create the explosion and the flashes of purple magic erupting from her opponent makes her smile. She falls to her hands, her weapons flicking back into the slipway only to look up as the smoke clears, that smile not leaving her face. "Maelstrom Breaker, huh?"

Fuki moves to stand up, no sense in dishonoring her opponent by kneeling down like that during the final strike. She holds her ground, the torrent of mana and wind crashing right into her. She flashes her scythes to dig into the ground, holding herself up or at least trying to. "Sorry? I'm the enemy... nothing to be sorry about..." unable to hold it, the scythes fly off and the Shinki is pushed into the ground, battered by the wind and mana crashing into her body with smoke rising up from the impact area.

When the smoke clears, all thats left is the Shinki, armorless, wingless and battered all to hell, even the painted leotard is scratched up and nearly gone. And the Shinki does not move.

Zephyr Windstar (162) has posed:
Zephyr wobbles, slowly descending back to the stadium floor... she lands... stumbles and drops to a knee, grimacing as the acid burn from before becomes an issue now. She leans on her Device, using it to hobble over to the crater, sliding down it to pick the Shinki up. "You do your Master proud, Fuki." she says, before turning to climb back out, carrying her opponent to the medical and repair team that starts pouring out into the arena.