6626/MECC: Tamamo no Mae vs N'Raha

MECC: Tamamo no Mae vs N'Raha
Date of Scene:	24 May 2019
Location:	Shrine of Adversity
Synopsis:	First round MECC action between N'raha and Tamamo no Mae
Cast of Characters:	N'raha Tia, 1106

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N'raha Tia has posed:
    Most times when you consider 'this is where we're having a fighting tournament', it's someplace like a stadium or an arena with plenty of turf and plenty of seats and lots of protective equipment out there for Things To Happen. This is not one of those times and tonight is DEFINITELY not a night for HARD BRUTAL FIGHT MANS.

    Because tonight, the MECC Shrine Region is done up like a Beach. In fact, it's all done up as a one to one copy of Costa Del Sol, with plenty of raised platforms to watch the combat on, as the sun is fixed in a lovely setting position. Plenty of places for vendors to be out there, plenty of fun and sun etc.

    And a Certain Warrior Cattemanne is out here in a Hawai'ian shirt, flip flops, swim trunks, and a smile. N'raha is currently doing stretches, as a drone cam hovers around him to make sure everyone can get good angles of the lean, rugged Warrior of Light.

Tamamo no Mae (1106) has posed:
    A beach.

    Tamamo's making her way towards the new stage and a smile is upon her face, tails swishing behind her. There's a minor flash and she's in her swimsuit, holding a beach parasol over her shoulder, "So I believe this is where my next match will take place? Is it a sunbathing competition now?" there's a brief look towards the cat-man, her ears perk...

    "Hey, you must be N'Raha, huh? I s'pose we should give the fans a nice bit of entertainment huh?"

N'raha Tia has posed:
    There's... quite a few people out here tonight already taking in the scene. Plenty of signs and flyers for the ACTUAL Costa Del Sol, and besides, Raha already put on one nail biter of a match himself. And Miss Tamomo was no push over either. It was set to be a really fun night.

    There's a fluff of his ears, and then the catman straightens up out of that DEEP SLAV SQUAT and nods. "Hello, dear Caster. I am in fact N'Raha. Call me Raha." A wink and he holds out his hand, conjuring up Bravura, the heavy axe dropping into his grip. "And I mean... if you want to make it a sunbathing competition, by all means, do so." He grins, and then hops back to his feet, a very feline motion. "Dinner afterward, remember?"

Tamamo no Mae (1106) has posed:
    Tamamo nods, with a twitch of her ears. "Nice axe." she comments, "Mmhmm, loser pays, right?" Tamamo bounces a bit up and down before going back to her idle stance, a look that doesn't seem too serious. "Tell you what, I'll do the honorable thing and allow you the first to touch me." a pause...

    "Gently, I'm just a fragile Caster and I'm sure my Husband wouldn't approve of you mauling my beautiful face now." she gives this little sly grin... then shakes her parasol as a few talismans drop down and surround her.

    "Here kitty kitty... the fox is ready to play."

N'raha Tia has posed:
    There's a sigh from the Catman, and then he points the axe at Tamamo. "Not a single woman in my life has ever been 'just' something, Miss Tamamo. And I'm pretty certain you're not going to be the first."
    A pause. "Also I'm cooking it either way."

    And then the Warrior is just a blur of color and aether, a dust storm on the wind as he grips the axe, and shoulder checks Tamamo from 30 yards away, one fluid dash of red angry energy.

Tamamo no Mae (1106) has posed:
    Tamamo holds herself fast against the blur of color and aether... then the shoulder check, making the fox skid backwards a few yards, kicking up more sand into the sky. "Oooh, I felt that." she whispers, "Someone's trying to get all handsy." Tamamo herself smirks a bit, looking down at the ground.

    "Boom." she whispers, the talismans upon the ground from where she was and now where N'Raha's standing finally ignite and send up a quick flame pillar, the fox is still casually holding her parasol behind her, keeping the sun off her back.

    "Feel the heat?"

N'raha Tia has posed:
    The warrior runs smack into those explosions, into those talismans, and stops in his tracks. He has to, at least, to catch his bearings as his ears ring and- And the sudden movement of aether nearby pegs his attention. "...hah! Not yet! I'm sure I'll be feeling it here before too long. You're a sly fox."
    A deeper grin. "They don't come any other way, though."

    He gathers up his energy once more, and charges across the sand once more, salt spray kicking up from those sandals, as he steps in and goes for a low blow, the axe swinging for Tamamo's thighs.

Tamamo no Mae (1106) has posed:
    That heavy swing of the axe slams right into her as the fox dodges enough to lessen the blow, but she still takes a good cut to the leg, blood splashing into the sand below. "Maybe you might earn my True Name after this, Raha." she huffs, before kicking up off the ground, taking her parasol spear and going for a few jabs here and there, aiming for the chest!

    "Keyword is maybe." she grins, keeping up the spear pressure. "See, I'm trying something different, not relying on my witchcraft..." a pause, "Though, you might be making me rethink this!"

N'raha Tia has posed:
    Raha sees the blood, can count the hit this time as the fox scampers away from him again. That's fine. He's got plenty of time, plenty of energy. Even as those jabbing attacks come in with that parasol. The axe blade of the Bravura comes up more than a few times to ward off the attacks, but the force behind them is draining at Raha's reserves slowly. He's still smiling though...

    That last hit from the Caster gives him an opening, though, as Tamamo starts talking about witchcraft. The axe comes up and around, and then Raha just CHUNKS the shaft of it crossways into the Caster's chest region, trying to knock the breath out of her and get back some of his own energy.

Tamamo no Mae (1106) has posed:
    Tamamo hurks as the axe's shaft slams right into her chest, coughing and gasping for breath at this point, dropping to her knees for a moment. She huffs and coughs, shaking her head to get her bearings back, dragging herself up by her spear to stand back up. "Ugh, that was.... ugh... a dirty blow." she pulls back and hops up towards the deck.

    "I'm only beginning to fight." she shouts from the higher vantage point, "I have the high ground, N'Raha!" and with this, Tamamo winds up and launches her parasol like a boomerang towards the catman! "Catch!"

N'raha Tia has posed:
    The Jump Raha was prepared for, he's had to deal with Lancers and even a Dragoon or two in his time, though, that boomeranging blade he was not prepared for. Nor was he prepared for the Caster to leap up into the crowd. Patrons go scampering for safety, and the announcer can be heard calling for 'people stay clear of the combatants, please, stay clear of the combatants!'

    He looks up though, eyes fixing on Caster and her pretty outfit and that damn parasol and-
    He's gone in a puff of aether, another one of those magic-fueled motions, as he leaps in return, landing with a crunch of sandals on wood, his axe coming down in a sweeping overhead strike that shakes the platform and breaks parts of off to dash into the simulated sand below.

Tamamo no Mae (1106) has posed:
    Tamamo chuckles a bit, "Sorry folks, but a battlefield is a battlefield!" the parasol boomerang comes right back and she perks up... Wait, where did he go? Tamamo looks left.... right...

    Is it a bird, is it a Manaclipper? No, it's a catman with an axe swinging downwards! Tamamo mikon's and jumps but the blade comes right into her and she trips from the sudden lack of foothold, coming crashing down into the pile of sand and debris...

    Pulling herself out of the debris, she shakes her head and stands back up, blood dripping from her side and leg again... "Okay okay, ow, that hurts!" she mutters, sighing, "OKay okay, I get it, you want to win."

    Tamamo kicks herself off the debris and just dashes right towards the catman, trying to just ram the spear right through the catman!

N'raha Tia has posed:
    The fox mikons, the fox LEAPS, the fox SPEARS...

    And that tip of that parasol sinks right into Raha's chest, temporarily adding to his collection of scars. Like, all the way up to the base of the tip. There's a mad look in Raha's eyes, as he glances down to it, and then to Tamamo, and grins. "Winning.... winning is important yes." A laugh, and he swings the ax down, cracking the parasol's tip off and leaving it inside of him. Blood is seeping from around the wound now, as he grunts and plants his feet. "You aren't the only one with a partner to go home to and celebrate with." That slightly mad grin, and then he's swinging again. Aether gathers around his hands and shoots straight up the shaft into the blade, as the force of the attack spins him in place.

Tamamo no Mae (1106) has posed:
    Tamamo blinks, her parasol's broken. Well that sucks. Oh well, she doesn't need it for what she's going to do. "Winning is /very/ important. I need to prove myself to my Husband too as he proves himself all the time for me." she states with the confidence of a very loyal wife.

    Tamamo sees the attack well before hand, something telling her to pray return to her previous position... and she bounces away, kicking up some sand to obscure her retreat... and soon, she's back in her mage robes, Caster proper instead.

    "Well, here we go." she states, a bright smile upon her face, "I hope my Husband is ready."

    The arena goes dark a bit, torii gates slowly appear as the fox starts to chant.

    "God who resides in Izumo.
    Aesthetically certain,
    Breath of the soul.
    Residing in the mountains and watery heavens, Amaterasu.
    Let this freely become the proof of purification.
    Thy name is Weighted Stone of Tamamo.
    Become the sacred treasure, Mirror of Uka!
    Just kidding~"

    Tamamo slowly floats up, eight talismans wrap around her and soon, turn into four balls of fire and four of ice and soon, launch towards the catman with the force of all of Tamamo's fury!

N'raha Tia has posed:
    Have you ever just gone outside and looked at the Sun? I mean, just looked at it for a while? Let that bright light fill your senses, let all of it consume you with its friendly, warm glow and It's in my eyes I can't see why can't I see, help me?
    Cause that's how Raha takes this. He notices the Caster changing like that, his body pushing forward into the spell as she recites and... people are scampering now. They're RUNNING. This has got the crowd both SHOOK but also loving it because when else can you be right up next to Elites doing their thing?

    The platform disintegrates underneath him, the catman falls to the sand and the mud and the sea... and out of the wreckage, he's just walking forward. She's back in her proper gear... and so is he. A massive set of plate mail covers the catman from head to toe, the only piece of him visible is the glowing, burning red eyes from under that visor, and the steady dribble of blood from the boots and skirt of the outfit.

    "...Hello, Caster." He plants his feet, and lances out a punch, sickly green read aether boiling from his fist that aims to both hurt the Servant, but also bolster himself.

Tamamo no Mae (1106) has posed:
    Tamamo frowns.... it didn't knock him out. But.... that's okay. She'll deal. She'll deal with it.

    The armored catman just walks up to her... and slug her and the fox just shrugs with a scowl upon her face. It hurt, as evidenced by her nose bleeding from the strike, but she's not down, not by a long shot. There's a flash... and Tamamo's in her swimsuit again, with a fresh parasol! She curls up the parasol, throws it in the air... then dashes with her knee at high speed... turning around for a kick... then she kicks off and back up into the air. "Tokonatsu Nikkou! Goddess' Love Parasol!" a pause, "Also known as Polygamist Castrastion Kick!" she divekicks the armored catboy into the chest, to bounce off, catch the parasol and open it.... following explosions to rock whatever is around!

N'raha Tia has posed:
    This. This was not what the catman was expecting. This is not what the crowd was expecting, but they're rolling with it. Everyone's rolling with it now as the Very Handsome Caster Fox lifts into the air, lifts gracefully, gathers her energy, and then... DIVES. Those red eyes go WIDE in the visor, and he lifts up the ax just in time to... wait what? He's not blocking. Instead, the miqo'te lashes out... a chain, a glowing magical tether, that he catches Tamamo with right as she lands on him and DRIVES The pair of them into the sand. Blood and dust and everything kicks up, water spraying at the competitors...

    But when the dust clears, Raha is still... standing. Almost. He's upright at least, and his body glows a baleful horrid red.

        H O L M G A N G

    A breath, and he releases, and raises his axe high. There's a massive flash of colors and lights, the Bravura seemingly splitting itself into dozens of blades, and he just SWINGS downward with a noise of ghostly sawblades.

Tamamo no Mae (1106) has posed:
    The fact that the armored catman is /still/ standing even after that.... and she shakes her head.... the magical chain pulls her close and she uses this momentum to jump right over N'Raha, avoiding that massive axe attack completely, showing off some grace to the Caster.

    Tamamo's panting hard, she's been run ragged this entire fight and... she's trying. But with this, she has an opening, FINALLY! "I'm going to have a lot of fish... of every type." she states, "And my husband is joining me." she nods as a matter of fact before she swings her parasol spear around towards his side!

N'raha Tia has posed:
    Raha blinks. He usually doesn't miss that, and... Oh she's giving him an order. Oh. There's laughter and...
    And when the spear comes back around, Raha is already out of his armor, head down, kneeling in a bow to Tamamo, the blow... WHIFFING over his head.
    Thankfully. Hooo.

    His ears perk up a bit, and his tail floofs. "...Right. f-fish." He gruns and stands up, resting an elbow on the parasol, and nods. "Gimme a sec." He slumps his legs out and around in front of him, and holds up a hand. Because he's got to pull that spike out of himself so the Shrine can do its thing. "hnnnnffff twelves..."