WMAT B2 Corvo vs. Jinx

WMAT B2 Corvo vs. Jinx
Date of Scene:	13 July 2014
Location:	WMAT Arena - Devil's Hand
Synopsis:	Corvo and Jinx slug it out between Gunlady and NINJA
Cast of Characters:	20, 39, 398, 491

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Jinx (39) has posed:
Tonight's match is not on the wide open plains of the arena at Devil's Hand, but rather inside the castle itself, in the wide open courtroom of the former palace. Cameras have been moved in, the spectators warned about Jinx's explosives and fighting style and everything that goes along with her combat...

And the Cannon is here, looking fit and fine and happy and... uh, very happy indeed. She's merrily loading up Fishbones, as she waits for the announcer to arrive.

A glance up at the cameras and what few spectators are going to hold out in here. She's got a friend, for once.

Toph Beifong (20) has posed:
The announcer herself knows the risks of this. For one, one of the combatants doesn't like her. Oh well, it's not her she's going to fight. But cameras will be insufficient for her to be able to comment. So she might as well get her ass in place.
There's a rumbling sound, and... is the ground shaking?
Suddenly some rocks shoot up from one area of the floor, and behold... the announcer has arrived. A short girl, barely reaching five feet in height, clad in dirty clothes on her way here. Toph Beifong wipes off her clothes, then raises a hand in greeting at the older girl and gives her an impish grin. Who else can this be but Jinx?
"Yo."
She crosses her arms across her chest though, and there's a look of concentration on her face. "Cave Hopper isn't here yet, is he?" she muses, then shrugs. He'll probably pop in any moment. Because that's what he's good at.

Corvo Attano (398) has posed:
She's smiling. That's... disconcerting.

He's lurking in the shadows, not quite standing out in the light, because, really, he needs a moment. He's heard tales, who hasn't, but never having gone up against her himself, the former Royal Protector doesn't quite know what to make of his opponent. Truth be told some part of him didn't want to know, to find out. Didn't want to be, well, discouraged. After all, this was just a game, a challenge, a contest. Right?

Right?

Right.

He's geared up, set up and ready, and yet as he scans the place, the crowd, and, mostly, her? He finds he's a little bit... edgy. Nice way of putting it. There's a billow of shadows, a soft 'whf' and then the Masked Criminal of Dunwall is sudeenly there, standing opposite Jinx, his mask on, grim and implacable and his shoulders slightly hunched. He's got a case of the nerves, and he's playing with his sword, an atrocious habit, collapsing it and unfolding it in what might well look like some grand and intimidating game of whirring, spinning, darknly glinting blade, but in truth is just a man fidgeting a bit nervously under the shadow of the crowd and an unknown mystery (for him) of an opponent, one with a rather scary reputation.

But it's time to go. He would offer a silent bow to Toph, an acknowledgment of her presence, before turning back to Jinx, a signal that he's ready to begin.

Jinx (39) has posed:
Jinx tosses an offhanded salute up to Toph as she sticks out her tongue at the teenager. "Just don't be a nerd and we'll be fine, Dirty Girl." A little sway of her hips though, as she fidgets with her oversized bangle and Pow-Pow appears in her hands, the rocket laucher getting slung ov-

SHIT A NINJA. Jinx's red eyes go wide and she howls. "GET OUT NO ONE LIKES NINJAS! ESPECIALLY NOT ME NINJAS SUCK."

Pow-Pow starts unloading in Corvo's general direction. Guess we're starting now.

Toph Beifong (20) has posed:
"I'm not a nerd, you must be thinking about my supervising officer," Toph shrugs in good humour. Nerd? Most people would call her a tomboy!
There he is!
Toph offers a somewhat more friendly grin to Corvo, then nods back at him. "Sure took your sweet time, huh?" Really, he should relax. These fights are supposed to be fun, and he had fun in his last match, didn't he? She kicks into the ground, and an earthen pillar launches her backwards and out of the way of the two. Back at the wall she erects another sturdy pillar high up, sitting down there. "If you aim your weapon up here, I /will/ bend it," she warns. No shooting at the announcer!
But heh, it seems somebody doesn't like sneaky people? Toph blinks as Jinx fires upon Corvo. Guess they got started already, but Corvo can take it. Probably.

Corvo Attano (398) has posed:
Okay that gets- a, stare. Mister I'm-Not-Here is actually caught out staring. It's hard to see behind that grim metallic skull mask, but the fact that he's just kind of, standing there? Kinda indicates it pretty well.

 !?

But then, explosives!

To be fair Corvo used explosives in his match. It was a mistake, and it was a rather primitive grenade, but he's got no real room to talk.

The reaction is rather instant, when he does have it, saving him from destruction but not from punishment for his hesitation, a billowing 'whf' and boiling shadows...

But as the smoke would clear there would be a spatter of blood across the ground, a goodly deal of it... and then another soft 'whf' from behind her, followed by a near-silent step given away by the spattery drip of blood and the shngg of a blade being sliced out at her, trying to lay her back open or, wherever he can reach. Hopefully away from the handheld explosive slinging, thing. OW. *drip*

Ahri (491) has posed:
At some point, from the stands nearby, probablyaround the time Jinx gets stabbed, there's a yell. Its loud. She may even have a LEAGUE flag. Yes that's a thing. "SET HIM ON FIRE ALREADY!"

Jinx (39) has posed:
DAMMIT ALL TO HELL WHY DOES EVERYONE WANT TO STAB HER?
Jinx howls as she's opened up along her side, a gout of crimson slashing out across the stone floor of the castle. Not as much as would be indicated though. Despite the lack of... well, any sort of outfit, Jinx's flesh is suprisingly resiliant. Yay magic. The young lady snarls, plants her feet again, and points at Corvo. "THIS IS WHY PEOPLE DON'T LIKE NINJAS."
This time she lays down a sweeping burt of bullets, attemtping to fill the ai Corvo's trying to pass through with a curtain of steel.

Toph Beifong (20) has posed:
There's a focused look on Toph's face as she takes in the vibrations through the pillar from the fight below. "Seems like Jinx doesn't like ninjas... there's mini gun fire at Corvo before he can do his sneaky jump away, and he does his usual disappearing thing. Dunno if you seeing people can follow him, but I'm not giving his position away not yet... ow! That's gotta hurt!" Even if she is biased in this fight, she can't help but wince as she feels the way Corvo's blade cuts into his opponent. Still, she keeps calm and comments. This is a sport, after all. Even if it /is/ kind of bloody. "He sneaks up behind Jinx and slices out with his blade! Miss Trigger Happy doesn't approve, it feels like he got her good. Yup, she's definitively /not/ happy about this. At least she's quick with retaliating another round of bullets at Cave Hopper!"

Corvo Attano (398) has posed:
A harsh shout, baited despite himself into verbalization, his voice warped and distorted by that mask, "I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT." He's lost a little bit of his Multiversally expanded vocabulary in his pain and general flustered state, mind tight and sore and hapless behind that grim, unbending mask.

But then, oh look, MORE BULLETS. The man curses virulently, caught out without his energy readied and kicks violently off the ground, sailing high... and then, kicks, again, rising and arching over... almost making it- before a couple of the bullets catch him, tearing at him and throwing him across the floor of the arena in a smear of blood. Pain, pain, painpainpainpain- Thankfully the gifts of the Outsider put that aside and he's kicking up, coiling down and fussing with something near his coat, before whipping out a small black box that unfolds into a complex collapsing crossbow which pops open, hailing four or five quick-loaded crossbow bolts at the one currently shooting at him, a sodden red stain spreading over his heavy, dark coat.

Jinx (39) has posed:
THIS IS BULLSHIT Jinx nearly screams as she clearly gets some hits in, and yet the robo-ninja does some flips and shit to get out of the way of death, pulls out a damn crossbow, and plants arrows in her direction. She manages to barely dodge two of them before the third slams into her shoulder, staggering her against a pillar, her back now to a wall.
A look of wide eyed excitement starts to creep into those red eyes, an elation of energy and form as the blue-haired girls sucks in a ragged breath. "Is that how's it's going to be? Is it? Then... then we can dance, even if you are freaking Batman or Vayne or a Ninja or whatever the hell."

She lets Pow-Pow dangle at her waist as she shoulders Fishbones, and howls happily. "EAT THIS! POW!"

This time it's not a flurry of bullets, but an answering barrage of rockets!

Toph Beifong (20) has posed:
Ouch. Somebody doesn't like ninjas. Then again, somebody should probably explain to Jinx that her opponent is merely sneaky. Or could he be classified as one? Things to ponder /after/ the match is over and done with. "Cave Hopper does what he does best and retreats, though it's not enough to escape the rain of bullets..." Damnit, it's tough to keep up with him when he's jumping. "Yup, there he hit the floor! Not one to lie down so easily, he gets up! At least they are motivated, huh? Corvo gets his crossbow and opens fire in return!"
The bolts seem to strike true, and Toph narrows her eyes where she sits. "It hits Jinx's shoulder, and well... she's literally backed up against a wall here. And... oh man, she's grabbing her big gun next! Might wanna try to avoid those rockets, Cave Hopper!" she urges, leaning forward. "Well, at least it sounds like she's smiling now." Is that a good thing or a bad thing?

Corvo Attano (398) has posed:
And that gets, another, well... wtf from Corvo Attano.

 !??

And then suddenly: Rockets.

THIS ISN'T FAIR- Guard platforms can't MOVE and Tall Boys are at least easy to SEE and those are explosive arrows anyway and-

The man seems to launch backwards, kicking off, kicking again, sailing high, a blur of shadows and soft whispering tones, blur, blur- And then one of them catches him. Pretty much dead on. The man is thrown violently, that speed transforming into a boneless flop as he's thrown back, the hit actually sparing him from the majority of another, though he's totally helpless ragdoll physics for a moment before hitting the ground hard.

And stays there a moment, smoking softly.

But there's a twitch, a shiver, and a 'whf', wasting mana like water now. His coat is dark and heavy, the gold trim showing what the gray-brown-blue-black cloth did not; rivulets of red, leaving specks and spatters across the floor. He's on adrenaline and shock right now, his body hunched and shaking, hooded head hunched. He's silent now, words aren't here anymore.

Too much blood, too much energy. He's standing there, bleeding... and then he's gone.

And then he'd be on her, a blur of hard, slicing blades, his body shaking and his form grim, blade dark and crimson-edged, already having tasted her blood. He's going for pain, here. Pain for pain, pain for the pain screaming through his body, making him nauseated and begging himself to fall down. Pain, for pain.

Jinx (39) has posed:
Jinx is smiling, smiling much too wide for any of this, especially as Corvo comes in close again for that trick once mor.e This time, she whistles loudly, there's a crack of energy in the air, and a wave of yellow sickly energy wraps itself around Corvo, dulling his blows by slowing his motions, and giveng Jinx a moment to scramble away from that flishing sword.
"Or are you Firoa and her dueling nonsense? HON HON HON BAGUETTE FROMAGE?" It is a terrible french accent. Jinx hops backwards, launching another rocket, trying to plant it on Corvo before that Exhaust has a chance to wear off.

Toph Beifong (20) has posed:
Another wince escapes Toph as she feels Corvo being thrown back despite his best efforts to avoid the rockets. "Light on his feet he may be, but even Cave Hopper can't avoid those rockets. He's thrown back and lands roughly, it's not going to make him hurt any less, that's for sure!" And there he goes again, teleporting like he tends to do. "Doesn't stop him from using his usual tricks though, he's up and closing in... and he strikes out in a wild flurry of blades! Lots and lots of cuts! And... what the flying hogmonkeys?!" Toph's eyes widen. "Something is stopping his blows?!" Sometimes it truly sucks to be blind. Though the girl does arch an eyebrow. "Hey, sweetums... you might know how to fire those guns, but I doubt that's how you speak French. Jinx jumps back and opens fire once more, get ready for another rocket!"

Corvo Attano (398) has posed:
Everything slows... and he nearly has a psychotic break.

It wouldn't be immediately visible, or necessarily noticeable in the sudden rack-hard tension all through him, the way his head snaps back. And suddenly he's there. Hanging in place. Watching her die. He's screaming- he, might be, screaming, he doesn't really even realize, or hear. Everything's far away. Everything's terrible, and small, and dim, and distant. Shock, his mind notes numbly. Shock... and adrenaline.

Oh no, no no no no- but he's moving before he meant to, the mind able to jerk the blade aside a little bit even as he begins the movement-
He's JUMPING OFF THE ROCKET, like he just doesn't care, and it does go off, right behind him, the blastwave throwing him back towards her again, and he uses the momemtum with vindictive effectiveness, although his blade goes to the side. He, was, trying to kill her, about a heartbeat ago. But now he's just trying to JAM HIS SWORD THROUGH HER CHAUFFING SHOULDER if he can, driven, for just, a moment, to violence FAR beyond his norm, the normally somewhat gentle man momentarily somewhere else, another time and another place, reliving the torture of helplessness and the screaming rage of being completely unable to stop someone's hand at the one moment it could ever matter to you. Poor Jinx, well, she couldn't know, could she? "AAAAAAAAAA!!"

Jinx (39) has posed:
And like a pinned bug, Jinx is suddenly skewered up against one of the stone pillars, her body and lean frame held in place by that switchblade sword. Blue braids scatter and flutter behind her though as those red eyes dialate all the way out, and she lets out a ragged breath. Blood is starting to seep into the belts she calls an oufit, matting the cloth to her chest.
A snuffle of breath through her nose and then she...

Smiles. There's a clatter, and then a very different gun is in her hands, pointing up at Corvo. A bright, garish, clashing neon orange and green... flamethrower. Jinx's grin is slightly bloody, as she hisses happily.


"...Hello."
Foooooooosh.

Ahri (491) has posed:
That gets a LOT of cheering from the stands, "WOO! Burn'm UP!"

Toph Beifong (20) has posed:
Something is up with Corvo. Toph frowns. "Wake up, Cave Hopper! It... the..." As he moves Toph blinks in confusion. If it wasn't for her metalbending things would be difficult for her to notice, but something moved the rocket just slightly there. "He /jumped/ on the rocket?!" You crazy bastard! And while she can hear it explode, it's only when he's thrown towards Jinx and he actually lands that she is able to tell just what happened. "Okay, /that/ I wish I could have seen! Somehow Corvo used the blast to get closer to Miss Trigger Happy, aiming to drive his blade through her shoulder! She is thrown up against a pillar. Ouch..." When Jinx pulls out her next weapon though, Toph's face goes pale. And as the flamethrower goes off, she actually sounds worried. "It's barbeque time, Jinx pulls out her flamethrower and aims it at Cave Hopper!"

Corvo Attano (398) has posed:
And he SCREAMS.

Screams and falls back, his densely woven woolen oilcloth coat excellent against the elements and wonderful against rain, but against fire it leaves him screaming and burning, his face and throat protected by his mask but his coat smouldering and his hands red and cracked, the flames licking over his bare hands the worst, tormenting the unprotected flesh.

And what does Corvo do? His hand shaking and bleeding, he reaches into his quarrel- and grabs a trio of bolts. With lurid, glowing red tips. "IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT??" He's on FIRE still, and he's holding her with one hand, his body burning and them tries to JAM the incendiary arrows directly into her chest. They wouldn't penetrate far, but they would burst, and when they burst, they would burn. She would burn. They would both, burn. "IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED?? /IS/ /IT/?? WELL HERE IT IS, you can HAVE IT!!" His voice is high and raw, screaming in pain but not willing to let go of her, to let her get away from the pain she had given him.

Jinx (39) has posed:
Jinx's eyes... do not leave Corvo. Not for a second, not for an instant of that. Not as she's stabbed, not as she keeps that fire button depressed, not as she feels the incendiaries wash over her pretty skin, scorching her as well. Not even as Corvo loses his damn mind.

It's the lust. Battle lust. She's getting... very excited. So fucking happy to be here you have no idea.

She screams in agony/exaltation as she's burned, and pumps a series of quick stunbolts into Corvo to kick him and that sword off of her body. Fishbones comes up again, and the Loose Cannon cries out. "AAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! COME ON! LAUGH WITH ME! ISN'T THIS GREAT?! THIS IS AWESOME RIGHT?"

She plants her feet again, and snarls in joy. "EAT IT, NINJA!"

What comes out of Fishbones is not a mere rocket. It's a beautifully designed death machine, fashioned with love, packed with joy, and aimed right at Corvo. Get Ulted.

Toph Beifong (20) has posed:
It's tough to remain cool and calm when she hears Corvo screaming. Toph's face is hard, and she grits her teeth together. For now she's speechless. Right now she can't know what kind of bolts he's holding. And then she winces, letting out a disturbed sound as the incinidery bolts go off. "Cave Hopper repays fire with fire and... ugh... stabs Jinx with incidendary bolts that go off. Medics, be ready to treat burns!" Unlike Jinx, she doesn't find enjoyment in this kind of battle at all. Sure, fighting is fun, but this? This is crazy! "They are still standing and... oh crud." As Jinx laughs and raises Fishbones again, Toph braces herself, her fingers digging into the top of the pillar.

Corvo Attano (398) has posed:
Jinx is in heaven. Corvo, however, is in somewhere else entirely, screaming his hollow echoing scream, a place that doesn't exist in his world, where the worst one can hope for is the cool embrace of the void, softly violet and peaceful. He doesn't even feel himself falling back, flying back, sliding across the ground. Coming to a stop, an utter, boneless, stop. This, this is a hell that doesn't exist for Corvo normally. He's inches from collapsing, perhaps permanently, and he hasn't had a chance to do what he needs to do to win through the day. No dodging, no stealth, no care, no self-maintenance or upkeep or... or anything. His blood pours, pumping in welling gushes from his body, and pain is everywhere, even as his blood sizzles and the fire finally goes out with the hard stink of burnt wool and fishy oils seared to greasy stains, tainting his burnt flesh and leaving him in agony, his mask pinging softly, the radiating heat bathing his face in torturous waves. He puts, his hands, down, shaking, cracked, bleeding. He pulls, himself, to his feet.

His hand reaches down. To a block of tightly coiled, deadly metal. He whimpers, pulling his hand away.

To the round forms of the grenades, and he hisses and whines, forcably withdrawing his burnt and shaking fingers.

Down, then, to the blade once more, to what little magic he still has within him, pulsing dully within him like the pain of his burns.

Never let go of who you are. Never ever. Not once. Not here, not now. Not ever. Never again.

And then he'd... disappear. Just, gone. There's no 'whf', no disappearance. He's just not there, like he never was.

To him there is stillness, and silence. Things hanging, like a breath, the air dull and gray, the world all tight balled cotton, close around him. Time, has stopped. He walks, no, lurches up, bleeding. He knows where to cut her. How to hurt her. Without killing her. Without maiming her. Without even giving her scars. He lifts the blade. And he's tired. A cut, thin, prodding. A pause. Another cut, careful, precise. A pause, a shaky breath, blood running from his nose. ...He could cut her throat. He never would. But he's so hurt, and he's so angry...

And he shakes his head, making another cut, another, remembering his lessons. Time grows short. He steps back...

And then he'd be standing there, right in front of her and if he did it right there would suddenly be PAIN PAIN OH FUCK PAIN and blood and PAIN and- and he'd nearly collapse himself, shaking.

Jinx (39) has posed:
Jinx... she can't even track it this time, can't move, can't react, can't anything as the sudden temporal transfiguration takes place, a wash of revulsion passing over her the second before Corvo is there and on her and fuck fuck fuck
There's a slash across her neck-region as she ducks and suddenly... vanishes. There's a dull, sickening *pop* *thwop* of displacing air as Jinx's body is ripped through space and time in a sudden emergency FLASH of enegy. What's left is the lean girl on the ground, clutching at the long, thin, precise cut along her neck and shoulder. Not the lethal strike, but close to it. Blood is spilling from the skinny thing, as she staggers and coughs and rolls to her side, aiming Pow-Pow as best as she can at Corvo's general direction.

The mototrs of the pink minigun whirr and grind and hiss and spin as she dumps all of her rage and terror and excitement and ENERGY INTO THIS.

A strangled gurgle. "NO ONE. LIKES... NINJAS."

Toph Beifong (20) has posed:
The impact of the rocket makes Toph flinch where she sits, her face scrunching up in a grimace. The smell of blood and burnt flesh assaults her nose, and she's glad that the audience viewing this on the screen doesn't have to smell this. Then again, they have to see it...
"That was one hell of a rocket blast! Cave Hopper is thrown back, and it doesn't feel like he's doing too well." That much is easy to tell from the way he moves. "It seems like he's trying to figure out how to attack in return, but I doubt the fight will drag on for much longer at this rate. AH!" Toph holds her breath as Corvo disappears. Then he's there again suddenly... and... what the hell?! "What just happened there?! Cave Hopper just inflicted several attacks on Miss Trigger Happy all at once! How is that even possible?!" Toph gasps. "Jinx responds by pulling out her minigun and unleashes several shots at Corvo...!"

Corvo Attano (398) has posed:
He's nearly screaming in frustrated rage and- no scratch that, he IS screaming in frustrated rage, his voice raw with pain and the exertion of the roar of anger and flummoxed, flustered exasperation making his wounds literally fountain, gushes of blood getting a real arc here and there as he howls. "I am NOT, A NINJA, By the VOID WOMAN I am NOT A NINJA!!" These bolts are green, and he shouldn't fire more than one, but he's firing three, four, his hands flailing with the crossbow as he shoots at her. They're sleep darts, they don't do much damage but they'd drag her down into blessed silence if he hits. "I AM NOT A NINJA BY THE OUTSIDER'S EYES, SHUT *fire* THE BOLLOCKS *fire* UP *fire* ABOUT *fire* /NINJAS/!! AAAGHH!!" Froth! XO

Jinx (39) has posed:
Thump. "Ninja!"
Thump. "You... yoou poof and..."
Thump. "You stab thingz."
Thump. "hnn... and poof and mask and black nansddfddfg."


And Jinx keels over face first on the floors of the castle, bleeding profusely.

Corvo Attano (398) has posed:
He's left standing. Shaking. Staring, head down, blood just, pouring. "MEDIC! Dammit MEDIC- me...dic..." And then he's on his knees. Maybe he shot himself in there somewhere, because he looks like he's about to pas the fuck out himself, and there's blood just everywhere.

Toph Beifong (20) has posed:
Man, they are really getting crazy. As Corvo staggers and begins unleashing bolt after bolt at Jinx. But as Jinx keels over, there is no mistaking it. She's not getting up now.
Immediately Toph gets up from her seat. "Okay, let's cut this short... The winner of the bloody battle is Corvo Attano! Now get the medics in here, they both need it!" Seriously, their hearts are thumping away like crazy and their breathing could certainly be better. Toph jumps down from the pillar, crashing into the ground as she rushes over to them. Sure, her friend won, but Jinx seriously unleashed a world of hurt on him!