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All-Seeing Eye      Over the clamor of the crowd gathered for today's event, music begins to play. It is a driving melody of violins, which initially sounds like the first few bars of a classical piece. Bombastic horns barge into the melody, adding more energy to the piece. Drums enter, with a Motown beat, and dispel any notion that it could have been a classical piece.

(Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q1NrmNz0bc4 )

     As the chorus of the piece rings out, All-Seeing Eye skips merrily into view from the contestant quarters, all smiles and waves. He's dressed for summer, in a loose-fitting sleeveless crop top with a rainbow stripe motif, breathable black tights, and matching trainers. The Autochthonians in the crowd, easily distinguished by their drab, utilitarian jumpsuits, go wild, standing up in their bleachers, clapping and stomping their feet. As he prances up to the platform to the beat of the music, Eye makes the occasional feat of acrobatics, playing to the crowd with cartwheels, handsprings and flips.

     As the song reaches its climax, Eye runs up and down the spectator seating, blowing kisses and waving to the crowd. He then, finally runs up the transparent force field protecting the crowd and springs backwards off of it in a graceful backflip. When he touches down on the fighting platform, the warm, human color drains from his skin, turning shock white. Dark metal cybernetics with brutalist design elements push up from below his skin, each one a work of art unto itself.

     As the music fades, Eye gives two last two-handed kisses to the crowd, then finally faces Touta to offer a fist-in-palm bow. When the fight finally begins, it begins with a crack--despite Eye's convivial demeanor, he clearly intends to win. A steel cable whip, as Touta will recall, seems his preferred weapon, and he makes use of it to try and drive his opponent to the arena's edge, lashing the sharp edge out at Touta's ankles. Eye's other hand remains unoccupied, though Touta will also remember that Eye has much more than one such whip at his disposal.
Touta Konoe      Touta arrived in the opposite corner of the arena. The boy probably seemed the same just as the first time Ollie had met him, maybe a bit drier though? Spiked black-hair, a black school-jacket and jeans, even the taichi he was resting on his shoulder was the same jet-black as before. The only bits of color he had on him was the red of his t-shirt and...Oh there was some sort of floral design on that jacket after all apparently. Sadly he's not cool enough for intro music.

    "Ollie, it really is you! When I saw the brackets I almost didn't believe it! Man, I don't think I've seen you since my world Unified. Feels so long since then..."

     It seemed even with all that black, the smile he gave towards his familiar foe was nothing but bright still. Though as time for the match inched closer to begin and Ollie gave his bow, Touta made sure to reciprocate the gesture. From the bowing position his stance changed to a more balanced position, the taichi now held out in front of him, his eyes focused on the opponent before him.

     "There really is alot I want to tell ya, but for now..."

     Ollie's whip lashes out at the start of the fight without warning. It's sharp edge finds it's way to Touta's ankle completely severing it, yet even so the smile remains on his face as he pushes on the ground with his good leg finding that he's covering plenty of distance regardless. Touta was indeed familiar with those whips and the plethora that Ollie had, he also new if he didn't close the distance betwee the two that he wouldn't just have to worry about the number of whips but not being able to strike as well. So he planned to eliminate that issue as quickly as possible with his dash. He keep his blade at the ready in front ready to parry off any further strikes before going in for a slash going from Ollie's shoulder all the way to his opposing hip!
All-Seeing Eye      "Ollie..." Eye smiles coyly, without dropping his guard. "I like that."

     The sword cuts true. The first thing it severs is Eye's crop top, the rainbow-striped garment falling to the ground with a new black stain. The strike causes sparks to fly from his Soulsteel augmentations. The screech of metal on metal is almost like an actual person, which might be a little unnerving. The cut is made all the way to his hip, opening up his alabaster skin and staining it black with his odd, light-drinking lifeblood.

     Of course, Touta is far from the first swordsman he's fought, and isn't even the first swordsman he's fought in the MECC. Ordinarily he'd go for a clinch, but after that exact tactic cost him the match against Seifer, he's not keen on trying it--especially on an opponent whose regeneration affords him the luxury of a more reckless approach. Touta wants to close in, Eye doesn't want that.

     Panels in his wrists slide open with a click to reveal mounted repeating crossbows. He aims them not directly at Touta, but at 45 degree angles on either side of him, pointed down on the ground. A small volley of metal darts is fired, and each one strikes the ground behind his opponent. The angle, weight, shape and speed of each projectile is accounted for, conspiring to have them bouncing back toward's Touta, on an intercept trajectory with his calves.

     The champagne diamond set into Eye's forehead crackles with purple electricity that dances across his brow, and with the sound of a thunderclap, thick curtains of smog begin to circle around his feet. Touta can also hear the sound of turbine engines whining to life. That's new.

PERIPHERAL ESSENCE OVERCHARGE APPARATUS ONLINE
Touta Konoe      Arrows? That was definitely an upgrade from the last time he had seen this familiar face. At first glance Touta thinks that the arrows miss, but as they bounce back and into his calves he realizes the true intent behind Ollie's strike is to inhibit his ability to keep pressing on, to his credit he does. Touta falls to a knee as he sees the light-show starting up and smog forming from below. "Don't think it's that easy to keep me down!" The previously disattached foot flies back to him, he pulls out the arrows from his calves letting the wounds close up.

     "Grasp the earth..."

     The boy mutters something for a moment before his he charges once again, going so fast this time that perhaps to the All-Seeing Eye it would have appeared he was a blur heading straight for him. Closer...Closer...Gone?

     "...Grasp the World!"

     The voice lets out as a battlecry from below. Attempting to use the smog accumulating at Ollie's feet to mask his presence if only for a moment before attempting to cut him down a peg or two just as Ollie had tried doing to him.
All-Seeing Eye      The Exalt's usual smile takes a shade of amusement at watching Touta's foot simply reattach itself. "My," says Eye between polite laughter, "That /is/ a useful trick." He knows of a Charm with a similar effect. Perhaps that's something to look into for his efforts in Creation...

     Eye uses the precious time his attack has given him to take a step back. He begins twirling the whip at his side, waiting for Touta to make a move. When Touta attempts to rush him with extreme speed, the Exalt... closes his eyes, chuckling. "Touta, dear..."

     The sword cleaves into Eye's calf with a bright, violent spray of sparks and acrid smoke. It strikes something hard and unyielding inside, but the vampire can be certain he's struck a crippling blow all the same. Yet... Eye's whip seems to move towards Touta impossibly, striking out with supernatural precision at his current position. This, despite the Exalt's eyes remaining closed. "...surely you don't think they named me /All-Seeing Eye/ for no reason."

     The cable heads for Touta's throat, Eye aiming to pick him up and yank him back onto the battlefield!
Touta Konoe      "Hu-aaagaaauh?!" Touta finds it really hard to respond to that question given the current situation of being strangled by immensely sharp whips. Ollie's intention seems to be working at first, his whips start yanking Touta whichever damn way he so damn well pleases to bring Touta. He's forced from his lowered position up and can feel the whip extended more and more. He knows this is just what Ollie would want. And yet a smile starts acruing on the choking boys face as well as he tries to scrape together a sentence of his own.

     "Guess...Not...But Ollie...Don't you think..."

     It's at that moment would feel that something was wrong. The whip he had been using to lasso the little vampire lowers the boy all of a sudden. It's not malfunctioning or anything of the sort, The whip is still clinging to the boy's neck but it just can't lift him...

     "...You're taking me too lightly?" Now that the tentacle was nice and tense Touta found it easier to slice through it with his blade...His very misleadingly heavy for its size blade. Well that probably explains why those tentacles wouldn't move at least. They were over weight capacity.

     But now that the wire was handled it was time to get back into this fight. It seemed like being subtle wasn't going to be enough to win this fight so if that was the case... "Guess, I just gotta hit you hard enough that it doesn't matter if you see it coming or not!"

     The boy comes in again with another brutish charge. There's a smirk on his face but his eyes are focused to reach point A to B on the quickest route. Once he finds his way into range he'll raise his sword into an overhead slash atop Ollie. He planned to let gravity and all that weight he used to keep that whip from moving and apply it right into his next attack.

     "10,000 FOLD!"
All-Seeing Eye      Eye tugs at the whip, contricting it tightly enough to send a vibration down its length. He opens his eyes, just in time for Touta's quip. "Too 'lightly!' Ha. Aren't you just a card?" He makes one last tug with the whip, only to have it cut. The cable snakes its way back into the port on his wrist, and he wrinkles his nose at Touta playfully.

     The vampire's realization is met with a throaty chuckle from the Exalt, who begins circling him with a clear limp. Servos whine audibly as he walks--more of Touta's handiwork. "/Now/ you understand," says Eye, grinning as Touta charges in. With no whip and his crossbows tucked away, he is seemingly defenseless. "Come, then, boy! Strike me down."

     Eye is not only seemingly defenseless, but he turns his back on the vampire, appealing to the crowd. He lifts both hands up high, beckoning for his fans, Touta's, and everyone in between to get up and cheer. As Touta rises into the air, bringing his sword down on his seemingly oblivious opponent, a number of things follow. The first is that Eye's hands close around the sword as if he had eyes in the back of his head.

     The next is that the sheer weight of the vampire and his sword cause an ungainly groaning sound of metal. The multitudinous motors embedded in Eye's cybernetic arms whine, pop and give out, and smoke begins filtering through the synthetic, fabric-like musculature beneath the Soulsteel plates. He's forced to one knee, which cracks the surface of the arena from the impact. The blade itself cuts through his palms, with more of that unsettling screeching.

     "Ten thousand volts, did you say?" Eye grins, and channels a blast of purple lightning up the length of Touta's sword, using it as a conductor to electrocute him!
Touta Konoe "Amazing..."

     Did Ollie hear that right? Maybe it was cause all of the crowd just screaming and hollering that he misheard. After all, he's 'All-Seeing Eye' not 'All-Hearing Ear'. Maybe it was misinterpreted from all the screeching of metal bending, and popping coming from his body....Though even from behind Ollie should be able to see the sincere smile he gives. His eyes glistening with adoration.

     "Uaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!!!" And then 10,000 Volts happen. Now there's no smiling just cringing and shouting as the electricity flows through his body. There's a simple way to remedy this situation though just let go of the sword right? The sounds of yelling start overshadowing that of the creeking of yelling given previously but he still refuses to let go. And that's when something odd occurs. The yelling just turns to clenched teeth...The ground below them starts to change, it's as though the two get caught in some sort of magic circle. Except instead of runes and the like Ollie might recognize it as something much simpler. Black on one side, white on the other. The stand upon the symbol of Yin and Yang.

     "Nope...But if you insist..."

                 "COMPLEXIO!"

     Something's wrong with this electricity, it's stopped shocking him entirely and instead it just looks like the current was being sent from the sword straight into the boy's hand, and when he said those magical words...

     The boy's black attire went white. Not like white fabrics but literally just lit up. His air grew wild reaching all the way down to his waist. Electricity was discharging off of him every moment or so.

        MAGIA EREBEA: THUNDER IN HEAVEN, GREAT VIGOR

     "Alright Ollie, Let's see if you can keep up."

     The next instant Ollie finds that Touta's facing him face to face once again. There's no sound, no blur like before. He just appears. At least that is how it looks to those in the audience. Perhaps All-Seeing Eye's kinetic vision is enough to keep pace with Touta in this form, but could his body 'keep up' as well? The two were about to find out as several slashes just as heavy as the last intended to rip into Ollie each one giving off a nasty discharge as well....Seriously what kind of vampire does this???
All-Seeing Eye      Eye smiles at the reaction he gets--and he is more than happy to continue providing electricity. He can see it flowing into Touta's hands all too well. "Indeed," he says, without bothering to stop the flow of electricity. "Let us see!" There are no vampires in Autochthonia--to the Exalt, Touta is just a young challenger with potential, whose skill is matched only by his inventiveness.

     His eyes track the vampire's movement with clockwork alacrity, and he meets Touta's gaze with a coy smile. As the first slash is made, Eye's hands make to grasp something invisible--two handfuls of air. With a bright purple flash to match Touta's own light, a length of purple lightning crackles to life in his hands. It blocks the blow, not with substance, but with the fundamental force of electromagnetism, siphoning off the static discharge in the aftermath of each swing.

     Despite the close distance, Eye is entirely comfortable with the weapon--so why the evasion from before? Why all the effort into avoiding the vampire? The lightning buzzes audibly with each parried blow, and the Exalt's eyes narrow as he spots his chance. Rising up forcefully to push the weapon back, Eye twirls in place on his undamaged foot, pivoting like a dancer.

     The length of lightning elongates from a forearm's length into a graceful ribbon which spans the entire height of the Alchemical's lean form. Graceful though it may be, it's just as deadly if not more so than the steel cable whips from before, and it lashes out at Touta with each twirl the Exalt makes--but this isn't the attack, just the opener.

     As he comes to a halt, Eye splits the length in two, making a twirling retreat and an attack with each circle of his body. His movement is somewhat clumsy, impaired by the condition of his foot--but where this attack lacks the grace of the opener it more than makes up for in force, with each strike made purposefully to drag each whip across in as long a cut as possible. Joining each lightning whip for the finale is its steel cable cousin, one slightly shorter after having been cut by Touta.

     Eye jukes backwards with his good foot, then steps forward and makes a standing kick with it, his arms crossing in an X-motion. All four arm whips and an additional cable which springs straight forward from his ankle strike out in a forceful last effort to incapacitate the vampire, each one heading for a limb as if alive!
Touta Konoe      No words leave his mouth. All he can do is leave his jaw dropped at what's just occurred. His eyes continue blinking in disbelief at what just occurred. That's all Ollie sees at first as he gives that coy smile. And that's when Ollie does something that no one has ever been able to make Touta do...Tears...Tears begin pouring from his eyes....And then there's a smile...And then a lot of laughing. Lots of laughing. He's laughing so hard he's crying

     "Ahahaha, This is great! I didn't even know what you did but you just stopped me without even using magic! Ahaha, I wonder if my gramps ever had this happen to him?! Ahahaha!" The boy takes a deep breath in as he tries to collect himself. "I seriously thought this technique was the best thing around but looks like even it has flaws...Thanks Ollie..." The voice he says that in is just so sincere. There's not even a bit of snark to it.

     More words of praise and thanks will have to be given later though. Even if a flaw was found in his 'armor', Touta was still ready and willing to fight. Ollie releases another surge of lightning, likely just as quick as Touta is he begins twirling them like ribbons and even in a state of enhanced kinetic vision, reflexes and speed he finds himself being chipped away at slowly but surely. Though it appeared that it was all being saved up for this finale.

     The four whips and cable shoot out, each with their own specific angle of attack intended to finish Touta. The first whip gets dodged, but the second slices off an arm. The third takes his opposite leg. Touta forces himself to continuing using his new form to its utmost limits to keep himself up. The fourth whip comes quick and slashes into Touta's thigh but doesn't appear enough to rip the limb, and the cable comes last. Even with it's speed Touta finds himself twisting just enough that instead of decapitating him it only ends up cutting into his neck.

     "Get ready Ollie!!!"

     He survives the onslaught finale and prepares for his last surprise. Touta with but an arm and leg left to him swings his blade down with all his might, all his speed, and all the electricity that he can discharge. In that last moment though...It vanishes. The light of his form dissipates. The static enveloping his body vanishes. The mane of electric fizz hair vanishes. All that's left is the huge grin of a kid swinging a sword attempting to swing a hefty blade into Ollie's center of mass.
All-Seeing Eye ESSENCE RESERVOIR CRITICALLY LOW

     The Exalt rolls his eyes. It doesn't make the message go away. As Touta approaches, he tilts his head in challenge, assuming the odd, statuesque stance of his favored martial art--palms outward, arms and legs spread at 45 degree angles. For once, Eye obeys the guidance of his evasive algorithms.

     They are the only thing which keeps him alive. At the last possible second, his body contorts as if under control of a program rather than a human mind. He makes a calculated, fluid cartwheel. Touta's sword shears his left arm free of his body, and unlike the vampire, there is no regeneration to salvage it. A shower of sparks erupts from the wound, and a steady trickle of his artificial lifeblood follows. Though the hand of that severed arm still twitches around it, the lightning whip fades away into nothing.

     "Impressive!" As he comes back up his compliment is accompanied by a lash from the one lightning whip still in his possession, as well as its steel cable counterpart. Both of them snake towards Touta as he recovers, going for the throat. Eye channels the last of his energy in one final, desperate attempt to claim victory.
Touta Konoe      Dispelling Magia Erebea proves to keep Ollie from repelling him with magnetism again, and the result is that he's able to slash through Ollie's defenses enough to take an arm. Though one look into Touta's eyes spells it, 'How can he still move like that?' Though when he gives that compliment that smile returns once more just as it always has with this kid. What hasn't returned yet are any of his limbs though. With just an arm, a leg, and an overweight sword there's really no way to avoid Ollie's Final Clinch. The cable and whip hit their mark and Touta's head goes rolling, and his body falls over. Blood gushes from his neck like a water fountain sprinkling the arena in blood, even all-seeing gets covered in it. In fact Touta's been bleeding from that stump on his arm and leg for a while...Shouldn't those have close up a while ago?

     And then Ollie sees Touta's last trick. His body, his limbs littered across the field, his smiling face, all begin to disappear as if becoming dust on the wind.

     "You too!"

     The voice he hears come from below him now. All-Seeing will see it happen as the tiny tricklet of blood that ended up sprinkling at his feet becomes the very base for Touta to regenerate the entirety of his body. At the speed he reforms himself it's hard to say whether it was regeneration or teleportation! But he appears one last time inside Ollie's range that same smile up close and personal now as he brings his fist into Ollie's jaw with a monsterous uppercut!
All-Seeing Eye      Eye celebrates a little too early. He raises his one functional arm towards the Autochthonians in the audience, who believe just as he does that his victory is assured. After all, the boy's head has come off. Some of the crowd is understandably upset that Eye has decapitated a child. Eye, his fans, the booing members of the audience...

     They are all silenced when Eye takes a bow, and Touta appears in his own spilt blood. The Exalt's eyes are still closed, but he can hear the voice all the same, feel the distortions in the air. It must have something to do with the augmentations which cover his ears. His brow furrows in frustration, and he bends backwards, again making an inhuman, clockwork retreat.

     Halfway through, he is standing straight up again. Touta's fist connects with his jaw and lifts him off of the ground. He sails through the air for a good second and a half before striking the arena. The back of his head strikes it hard.

INITIALIZING SOFT BOOT
Oh, shut up.

     Eye blinks back into consciousness, leaping back onto his feet with a kip-up. With a gash in his chest, a lower leg maimed to almost uselessness, and a missing arm, it's uncertain what he expects to accomplish--but the time to accomplish it has passed. "Your resilience is infuriating, but formidable."
Touta Konoe     "Look who's talking! I literally turned into a lightning bolt and you were able to keep me away! You're crazy man!" His voice is raised pretty loud but that cheery grin from before is still there for Ollie to look at. None the less the young man walks back over to his opponent offerring his hand, a sign of good fate for the end of this fight hoping the shrine will start the recuperative process to resetore Ollie to full functionality before this crazy fight.

     "It was a good match Ollie, but seriously, you gotta tell me how you stopped me before. I'm dying to find out."