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Post by Aegle Vitus on Sept 21, 2016 13:29:23 GMT -6
Huffing quietly, Aegle turned to follow her foe as her blow drove the fleet footed faunus from her feet. A sour look briefly crossed her face and the orange haired girl lowered her hand to touch the spot which Lily had struck, only flinch back in sudden pain. She could only take a guess at the damage done, being that pain was hardly the most precise metric by which to measure an injuries severity, especially in her case, but it seemed certain to her that Lily had broken something when last she struck. Slowly, Aegle's smile reasserted itself on her lips. Broken bones said a lot more than bruises after all, and they told her that her friend was, indeed, giving it her all. Though she scarcely had time or inclination to dwell on the subject, the smaller girl was greatly pleased that her friend considered her a legitimate threat.
As she brought her hands up and adopted a mixed guard, all appearance of pain and discomfort drained from Aegle. She was still quite keenly aware of the discomfort in her stomach and the pain in her ribs, but neither so much as interfered with her breathing. Nor did the pain keep her from having fun. Aegle launched into motion just as Lily did, and neither the faunus' feint nor juke dissuaded her course. This was not because Aegle made both as fake, but rather because she was far too dead set on clashing with Lily to let either distract her. It was only when Lily got close enough to punch and be punched that the faunus girl found any success with her deceptions, in a fraudulent punch. After all, Aegle could not resist intercepting and countering an attack. Without slowing, Aegle lashed out with the back of her leading fist as she loaded back the other. It had been her intention to deliver a closing combination of backhand and lunging jab, a technique which anyone who'd fought Aegle would have recognized. It forsook all pretense of defense in favor of punishing an attacking opponent by connecting first. And, had Lily truly been committed to an attack, it is likely that both of Aegle's punches would have connected. Sadly, as was evident to anyone who'd been paying attention, Lily was not planning to follow through with her attack. Once more, Aegle's fist clove naught but air, and her instincts reeled. Behind her swings, she saw Lily had switched positions, dropped low, and adopted a charging pose. Aegle barely had time to register the change in tactic, and next to no time at all to respond. Yet respond she did for, while she might be easily tricked, none could fault her reaction speed. She had been in the process of lowering her lead hand, prepping for an uppercut, when Lily collided with her like a large silver train. The impact crashed through the smaller, lighter girl, bowling her easily from her feet. Reports of pain and injury, too numerous to count, cluttered Aegle's thoughts as she fell to the earth. One jarring impact followed another as she was carried tumbling back several more feet before finally coming to a stop. A quiet gasp rose up from those watching, and more than one wondered if Aegle would get up. Though the needn't wonder long.
"Oh wow..." Aegle said as she sat up from the small furrow her tumbling had cut into the grassy earth. Her mowhawk was skew and her hoodie torn along one shoulder, but her grin was broad and her eyes fiery. Whirring like a broken toy, she pulled herself back to her feet and slowly rolled her right shoulder.
"You can hit real hard, you know?"
Some watching doubtlessly presumed that Aegle had weathered the impact with her aura, using it to absorb the impact. Those standing a bit closer to her though, her opponent included, would be able to feel that Aegle's reserves had barely been effected by the impact. As though she hadnt tried to absorb the blow at all. Swinging one arm testingly, Aegle regarded Lily, blithe and smiling, as though unharmed. As if satisfied, Aegle then brought her hands up in a leading guard and grinned broadly.
"Right, my turn."
With that, Aegle burst into motion, small flecks of dirt and grass flyttering free of her hair and clothes with the suddenness of her charge.
Closing in on Lily, Aegle once again lead once again with a sweeping back hand, followed by a guarded and half hidden jab. But she didnt stop there. With the lashing swings intended to throw a foe off balance, Aegle flowed seamlessly into a cleaving haymaker without waiting to see if Lily was put off balance, or if her previous attacks even connected. Even as she threw the haymaker, she loaded back her off hand for a follow up uppercut. It all came in one rush of motion, with each attack flowing into and lending momentum to the next, and while Aegle could not match Lily in terms of speed, she was wickedly, even deceptively quick as she attack.
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Post by lilywilde on Sept 21, 2016 19:35:31 GMT -6
"You are... surprisingly durable," Lily said. She looked worried for her friend, but as long as she chose to keep retaking her feet, Lily would keep going at it with everything she got. She wished that she could feel the same jovial smile that Aegle seemed to wear, but she'd never be able to wear it so long as she was fighting her friend like this. She was frankly amazed that the girl was still standing after that last hit, but she gave Aegle credit. She could feel the eyes of the people in the crowd on her now. They probably thought she was a bully. Aegle had gotten a few good hits in, but the really flashy stuff had all been done by Lily.
She turned her eyes back to Aegle though. She was the only person present that Lily cared for, and she seemed to be loving it. She wanted so badly to end the fight now. She hadn't realized how difficult it would be for her. She looked down at her hands, they were covered in red. She blinked a few times and they were back to normal. She shuddered as the hallucination made it's point. She didn't want Aegle's blood to be on her hands. She was tempted to flee then and there. Just bolt away at mach two. She could be gone before anyone could find her. Out across the waters and in the wilderness where she belonged. Unable to hurt anyone, or anything except for the Grimm.
She shook herself out of it. No. That's not right. She was here now, Vytal was her new home, and she actually did care about it. She was a student, and sparring was a thing that students did.
She was so caught up in these thoughts, she had almost failed to give Aegle the respect she deserved as an opponent. Aegle was upon her, and it was all Lily could do to react. She dodged the first few strikes, but the orange girl was quicker than Lily gave her credit for. The haymaker hurt. The uppercut, even more so. She felt Aegle's fist connect with her chin, and the next thing she knew she was on the ground flat on her back, a throbbing pain in her head. She wasn't down long though, she recovered immediately, rolling off to the side and regaining her feet. There was a small trickle of blood coming out of the corner of her mouth on the right side, to match the trickle of blood from Aegle's earlier successful strike.
She was in pain, and as a result, she was starting to feel desperate. She wasn't in severe pain, but she was in more pain than she was used to. She struggled, her claws were trying to come out on their own. She forced them back in, only for them to spring out again. she clenched her fists, causing the claws to dig in to her palms leaving bloody puncture wounds at the base of her hands. She wasn't in real danger here. She had to remind herself over and over again just to calm down enough for her claws to go away. She wouldn't hurt Aegle. Even if her back was pressed against the wall, she wouldn't hurt her friend like that. This was different. This wasn't the same as before. Aegle wasn't here to kill her, and she wasn't here to capture her. She was here to have fun with her friend and grow stronger. Lily's heart was pounding at ten million miles a minute. She kept her distance from Aegle until she could calm herself down. Visions of orange girls fall played through Lily's head. Her throat, slashed, her heart gouged out, her body broken and battered on the ground. She saw all of this and prayed that it would never be reality. She kept her hands clenched tight, just in case the claws tried to come out again, and decided to close the gap once more.
She was wilder this time, her every move faster, and with an air of desperation attached. But her combat style was still roughly the same. She moved in to close quarters and attempted to hit Aegle with a flurry of attacks. A feinted right punch evolved into a spinning back kick to the girl's temple, in the same movement, she dropped, her hands on the ground as her feet remained in the air. She spun her legs around in an attempt to wrap them around Aegle's hips. Should she be successful in that, she would slam the girl face first onto the ground in an upside down suplex maneuver.
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Post by Aegle Vitus on Sept 21, 2016 22:16:13 GMT -6
"Y'alright?" Aegle asked, having turned to follow Lily where she fell. Her concern seemed quite genuine as she shook out the very fist she'd clipped across the taller girl's jaw. She watched uncertainly as Lily got back to her feet, though she couldn't have said why she held off on a follow up attack. Maybe she had just wanted to extend to Lily the same courtesy she'd shown by allowing Aegle back to her feet a moment prior. Maybe she had seen something in the faunus girl's body language which, while not enough of a red flag for her to call the match entirely, still gave her pause. Whatever the reason, Aegle let Lily regain her feet, and held off on fighting a few moments after, just for good measure.
"Sorry if I hit ya too hard; I ain't all that good at holdin' back..." From just about anybody else, such a statement would have seemed like bragging and bluster, but Aegle made the apology sound surprisingly sincere. It probably helped that, while her punches certainly hurt, they were nothing when compared to the sort of punishment most huntsman could dish out. She took a step towards Lily as her concern finally overwhelmed her usual obliviousness. She had been about to ask again if her friend was alright, and maybe even started to consider calling the fight, had Lily not chosen that exact moment to launch after her once more.
Surprise, followed rapidly by relief, spilled across Aegle's pale face, right before her smile retook its place on her lips. All thoughts of calling off the fight evaporated, replaced by the singular desire for the sort of fun and excitement that could only come from melee combat. The pair clashed once again, and if Lily's actions were more frantic and wild, Aegle did not notice. She raised her arm to block the faunus girl's first feint and swayed forward in an attempt to dodge the blow. Her other hand clove upward in a looping cross, carried by the motion of her sway, which would have caught Lily in the chest, had the faunus girl's quick movements not outmatched Aegle's reflexes. Just as before, Lily proved fast enough to bait out Aegle's attacks unmolested, provided she did not fully commit to any of her feints. Thus, as Aegle turned with the motion of her punch, she spotted the real attack as it was launched. What was more, Aegle found that, committed as she was to an attack of her own, there was precious little that could be done. So Aegle did nothing. More specifically, she made precisely no attempt to block or dodge Lily's rapidly incoming foot. Rather, she took the opening that such an attack provided. As Lily's heel scythed towards Aegle's crown, so too did Aegle pull back and swing high with a hook in answer. Aegle was at a disadvantage, and there was no way that she would land her punch before Lily landed her kick, but that hardly seemed to matter to the small boxer. She was still smiling when Lily's foot connected with the side of her head.
The blow rang through her like a peel of thunder. It rattled across Aegle's jaw and down her spine, before it sank its hooks into the rip Lily's punch had snapped and the bones her tackle had bruised. Then everything went black. Yet the kick, though it landed hard and true, did not stop Aegle. Not right away at least. Even as her head was whipped around the force of the blow, Aegle's own fist sailed unobstructed towards its mark on Lily's chin, and carried with it all the strength and weight the small girl could put behind it. Then, as if some invisible string had been summarily cut, Aegle's small frame continued to tip, right on past the point where she should have begun recovering from her swing. For a split second, it felt to Aegle like the entire world hiccupped, and the next thing she knew, she was on her knees with her fist planted in the soft sod of the training field's green. A brief exertion of will, the product of liberal and cautionless practice, promptly drove the cobwebs from her mind and spurred her body into motion. Indelicately, Aegle hauled herself to her feet and cast her emerald eyes sharply about. The quick head movements made her head swim, but Aegle fought down the resulting nausea and dizziness. She found her vision darkened and spotty. She'd been hit on the head enough times to recognize the signs, even if she couldn't remember how it had happened. Minute memory loss was also a fairly common result of being hit in the head.
"Y'rattled me good..." Aegle remarked lightly, her smile returning to her bruising face, as she searched for Lily. "Once got hit by a club; Feels kinda like that." From the jovial tone of her voice and the relaxed set of her body language, she bore little resemblance to someone who'd just been kicked in the head. In spite of the fact that, just like before, it seemed her aura had done little to absorb the blow. A conclusion which Aegle's face surely supported. A thin steam of blood trickled down her cheek from the split Lily's foot had put in her eyebrow, while the spot on and immediately surrounding where she'd been kick had already begun to swell and bruise.
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Post by lilywilde on Sept 21, 2016 23:29:38 GMT -6
"If I am not holding back against you, I would be insulted if you decided to hold back against me," Lily said, offering her first slight smile during this combat engagement. She was starting to understand the smile that had been plastered across Aegle's face the entire fight.
Lily had, once again, distanced herself from her friendly opponent. Her fighting style, unsurprisingly, relied on superior mobility and speed more than anything else. Lily was the kind of girl who could run circles around her opponents all day. So putting distance between herself and an opponent was usually no problem at all. She had watched Aegle's behavior pretty closely up to this point, and the understanding that she simply did not understand how to work around a feint was becoming more and more obvious to her. When this was over, Lily would have to teach Aegle a few things about fighting an opponent who employed subtlety as part of their fighting style. Aegle was standing there, fairly relaxed, with plenty of openings. Should Lily rush in with her semblance, there were a ton of places that Lily could find a successful strike. Still, she thought that she had Aegle's responses down well enough that she could successfully predict how she would act. So when Aegle went to respond to her feint, Lily was prepared to duck underneath her friend's punch.
In the moment that that Aegle's punch soared over Lily's head, the dark haired faunus uttered a single word. "Sorry." she knew that her next attack would not be a pleasant one. She activated her semblance.
This time, unlike the other times in this fight, she was not running. When she was running, she could not stop herself, nor could she slow her pace down once it was set in motion. However, when she remained stationary, so long as she didn't try to move directionally, she was fine to stay in place. It was this same technique that she used frequently to put herself ahead of the curve in her schoolwork. In combat, it worked essentially the same. She couldn't hold it as long, it was more physically exerting than turning the pages of a book. She could still inflict extreme damage against an opponent.
Aegle appeared to almost be standing still. at this moment, Lily was very careful not to move her feet. She straightened her back, and delivered blow, after blow, after blow. She wailed on her friend unmolested for quite some time. Aegle would have seen the bright flash of light, but not much else. She would definitely feel the pain of dozens of lightning fast punches connecting with her frame though. Lily probably could have kept jabbing for some time longer, but when she felt confident that even Aegle's super human constitution would give out, she stopped. Tears were streaming down her face. Fighting an opponent who was fighting back was one thing, but Aegle, who was just standing there, almost frozen in time, was a very difficult punching bag to swing against.
She ended her semblance early. Hopefully Aegle wouldn't count this as her going easy on her. She just couldn't stand it anymore. The world snapped back into motion around Lily, and she apologized again as she stood there. She didn't even put distance between the two of them again. She had decided that if Aegle could still counterattack, Lily deserved the full brunt of the strike as compensation for using such a dirty trick against a treasured friend.
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Post by Aegle Vitus on Sept 22, 2016 0:18:15 GMT -6
Grinning broadly, as though she couldn't have been happy with the world as it presently was, Aegle's sharp green eyes zeroed in on Lily. Things still weren't as clear in her mind as they probably should have been, but then Aegle hardly needed her brain to fight anything. With the sheer amount of muscle memory and conditioning she'd developed over the past four years, she barely even needed to be conscious. Thus, when Lily lunged in, Aegle did exactly what she had done in their last three tilts. She lunged to meet her friend and threw a peremptory punch at the spot where she thought Lily would be, once more failing to notice the obvious feint.
Then, for the second time in less than a minute, the world felt as though it hiccoughed, and Aegle found herself gripped by an agony she could scarcely describe. Her whole body felt as though it had been electrocuted and burned, and brilliant coronas of pain rippled through her bruised muscles and aching bones, seeming to stretch across the whole front of her body. Yet still, it was not the most intense pain Aegle had ever weathered. Not even close. Aegle's eyes, clouded by tears, caught sight of Lily as the quicksilver faunus resumed her usual speed, while her body followed through with the punch against the protests of battered muscles and possibly cracked bones. Then, all at once, light sparked from Aegle's face. Effervescent motes of pale orange and light yellow spilled gently off her skin, painting her face gold in their flickering light. And suddenly Aegle was reeling in her stray punch, pulling it back into her battered core while her free hand readied to fly. As if she'd never been interrupted, as though near to a hundred blows had not just been struck against her, Aegle charged ahead. Her next punch hooked wide, sweeping at Lily's midsection where she would more easily be hit. And as it flew, so too did Aegle's other hand cock back, angled low before her pummeled stomach. With her hook, Aegle dropped her center mass and swayed towards Lily, railing against the taller girl with all her might and much of her body weight. With her body lowered, she had that much further to rise as she launched her subsequent uppercut, which speared towards Lily's stomach like the point of some spring loaded pike. As her fist rose, Aegle shifted her weight beneath it and pushed forward and upward with her legs, such that she struck not just with the muscles and motors in her arm, but those in her legs and back as well. But Aegle was not done. As her fist rose and her body twisted, she brought her off hand as far back as she could, and back farther still as her uppercut continued to climb. At the apex of its arc, as it drove into the soft flesh of Lily's stomach, rendered undefended by the preceding hewing hook, Aegle threw its equal and its opposite with her cocked back fist. With Lily lifted, doubling over and uprooted by the force of Aegle's upper cut, the faunus girl would find her frighteningly well positioned by the follow up haymaker, packed with ever last bit of force the weak young girl could provide.
Aegle AP: 57/100
-10 Semblance upkeep
-5 Aura Enhanced Hook
-5 Aura Enhanced Uppercut
-5 Aura Enhanced Haymaker
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Post by lilywilde on Sept 22, 2016 11:47:41 GMT -6
Tears were still streaming down Lily's face. Somehow Aegle had not only managed to endure the flurry of blows, she was still on her feet, and coming at Lily with everything she had as if nothing had even happened.
This was the real strength of her friend, Lily realized. She had no idea what Aegle had endured over the course of her life, but to get where she was, being like she was, she had to endure so much. Her own life had been anything but easy, but she could always just run away from her problems. Aegle could never have that luxury. Her problems were a part of her in a way that Lily never would fully appreciate. She could only ever hope to emulate the girl, and learn one day to run from less, and endure more. She wondered what the weird flash of orange was when Aegle endured the hit. It was obviously her semblance, but she was unsure what it did exactly.
True to her own internal conviction, she did nothing to avoid the attacks Aegle sent her way. The first blow to her gut was nothing that she hadn't dealt with before. The second lifted her slightly off of the ground, and completely knocked the wind out of Lily. She found herself gasping for air as her solar plexus was abused. The haymaker that Aegle threw came while Lily was still gasping for breath and reeling from the previous two blows. The final blow landed on Lily's cheek, and she felt herself losing her feet even before she fell. She tumbled maybe four feet, and lay there a moment. She coughed up a bit of blood, and struggled to gain her feet. She stumbled at first, falling back down and smearing her knee with a red muddy paste that had formed below her. She was bleeding pretty bad, but she couldn't let that stop her. Not when her friend was so very persistent. She felt like vomiting, and tasted the bitter metallic taste that accompanied blood. She realized her nose was bleeding, and her left eye wasn't seeing so well either. Aegle had really done a number on her with that combination. Her friend was really amazing.
"Heh... Hehe.." She weakly gasped out. She understood now. She understood why this was fun. She was in immense pain, she could barely stand, and yet, all she was thinking about was why her friend was great, and how she could be better herself. She felt somehow closer to Aegle through this shared beating. And so, though every instinct in her body begged her to stop the fight and go lick her wounds, Lily regained her feet proudly. She spat out some blood, and wiped away the trickle streaming from her nose. To no true effect, as the trickle continued and instantly filled the void left by the first trickle. It was entirely possile something was broken after that, but in this moment, Lily's adrenaline was pumping and her sense of pain was fading.
"Because you are my friend, I will fight you with everything I have, and will not let myself lose no matter what!"
Lily rushed in. Though her vision was blurry, and pain shot through her as she maneuvered, her mind was clear. She feinted left, then threw a soft kick to Aegle's left shin, ducking and dodging to avoid Aegle's strikes.
She back off, but only for a second, before jumping back in with a powerful swing that passed just before Aegle's eyes. In the same motion, Lily's feet left the ground. She corkscrewed mid air as her lower body rose and rose. The spin of her kick would have been enough to add power no matter how she were fighting, but the fact that her chosen leg was also glowing white, primed with Aura and ready to be inflicted on her opponent with brutal accuracy. She planted her hands firmly on the ground, trying to use the momentum from the spin she'd used to empower the kick to turn herself back toward Aegle,with every intention of springing backwards and away from the next Blow Aegle might have prepared. She knew it wouldn't be that easy though, so she had her defensive aura ready to go just in case.
Have been lazy about this for a few posts. My bad.
65
55 (semblance)
45 (semblance)
40(defense)
35(defense)
30 (attack kick just now)
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Post by Aegle Vitus on Sept 22, 2016 18:19:27 GMT -6
As Lily was sent tumbling and sprawling across the well abused sod, so too did the blossoming glow which had surrounded Aegle suddenly wane. Before the light had even fully gone out, the orange haired girl dropped her arms, as though the hands at the end of either had suddenly grown too heavy to lift. A shaken breath rattled into her mouth, which hung slack and open. Her whole trembling body listed forward, till it seemed as though she might fall over in her extremity. Yet Aegle's eyes blazed, as twin emerald beacons within the hollow mask of her sickly pale and angrily bruised face. Drawing another uneasy breath, she looked unsteadily towards her friend who had only then begun to stir from where Aegle's last punch had put her. A weak smile tugged at the corner of Aegle's lips and grew into a taught and toothy grin as the mercurial wilder pulled herself from the hewn earth. She made no move to help Lily and, in fact, made no move at all as the faunus girl struggled back to her feet. She only watched with of eyes of green, grown lambent beside the sickly bloodlessness of her face. A faint murmur moved through the crowd, which had grown larger in the last exchange the two fighters had made. Some were staring at Lily, at once shocked and awed by the faunus girl's speed and sympathetic to the savage blow Aegle had last dealt her. Still others watched Aegle, whose hunched shoulders and crooked back had drawn inward in plain depiction of injury. None mistook the brief cessation of violence as anything more than the pair pausing to catch their breath. Breath, it seemed apparent, that both sorely required.
Finally, as Lily regained her balance, so too did Aegle ball her bandaged hands back into fists. Once more, the pair squared off, and Aegle found herself strangely happy for the unusual pace of their fight. It had been a contest of clashes, made up of brief and brutal exchanges in close quarters, with brief respites in between. Aegle, as a general rule, didn't often take breaks and found something almost sporting in the way they allowed one another to get back up in between tilts. This was different than some of her sparring matches had been, where time had been a factor, and the fight hadn't stopped simply because one of them fell over. Aegle preferred this. She preferred facing down a friend in an honest exchange of blows, rather than kicking her while she was down.
"Because you are my friend, I will fight you with everything I have, and will not let myself lose no matter what!" Lily roared, and all introspection and appreciation for their situation dropped out of Aegle's mind, replaced by the ramshackle machinery of a brawl. Still, as Lily bounded toward her once more, and as the light in Aegle's heart reignited her bruised flesh, her toothy smile somehow contrived to grow even broader. Wordlessly, she lunged ahead to meet her charging friend.
A storm of motion erupted around the pair. With fists and feet of lightning, Lily rained blows down on Aegle, who weathered the worst of it and answered with a thunder of her own. Though she still tried to block the feint and was, thus, left vulnerable to the kick, Lily would find Aegle's legs well girded by the metal braces that ran along the outside of her shins and thighs. Without even letting her leg buckle, the weaving pugilist put a deft jab right into Lily's shoulder, right where her arm connected to her collarbone. Pursuing the faunus girl, Aegle brought a second punch within inches of Lily's face, and was thwarted only by the her friend's acrobatic leap clear. Aegle swayed back from the punch her friend had thrown in parting, but she was not quick enough to evade the kick that soon followed. Barely getting her arm up in time, Aegle was still sent reeling by the force of the blow, which set stars and shadows cluttering across her vision. What power Aegle commanded rallied in that moment; Her feet planted themselves firmly and she denied the force of the blow and its ability to put her on her back. As though by force of will alone, Aegle kept her feet and, without even knowing if her foe was still before her, charged. Unlike Lily's prior effort, however, this was not a shoulder tackle. Rather, Aegle brought both hands up in a peak-a-boo guard and shrank her head in protectively against her metal clad forearms. She made no effort to dodge anything, and instead, launched a cleaving hook at Lily's midsection while trusting her guard and constitution to do the rest. In one fluid motion, she swung and then, as she brought her arm back into guard, she loaded and let fly with the other. It was a deceptively quick combo, though it was meant more for making space than doing damage.Much like every other action Aelge undertook in a fight, it was a product of trial, error and deliberate conditioning.
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Post by lilywilde on Sept 22, 2016 22:23:28 GMT -6
Lily was breathing hard. This fight had taken a lot out of her, and she'd begun it without being at 100% anyway. She had trained earlier in the day, and given a demonstration on the finer points of her Semblance to Aegle. She was definitely feeling fatigued at this point in the fight. However, she wasn't going to let herself go down until Aegle was beaten.
This was perhaps the first time Lily had taken so much damage in a fight. Before, she would have ran away already. As soon as it became apparent that her enemy could deal damage, she would have sped off and surveyed her target until such a time that they were vulnerable enough to attack. This was not her normal fighting style, but she was coming to see it's value both as a bonding exercise and a combat exercise.
She still felt guilty, attacking her friend like this without restraint. That sense of betrayal was fading though, being slowly replaced by a competitive spirit of this young faunus who desperately wanted to prove herself worthy.
When her friend began to charge her, she gritted her teeth. She couldn't take too many more of her flurries, nor had she come up with an excellent way to deal with the lightning quick reflexes the girl had when it came to counter attacking.
Her attacks were adding up, but she had no good way of measuring exactly how much more the girl could take. Even so, she knew the only way to win would be to attack her. Hit her faster, and harder than she could deal with. When Aegle came into range, just as she saw her friend preparing an attack, ducked, lightning fast. Adopting an almost kneeling position. After the first swing sailed over her head, she sprang back up. Everything stopped again. She was very weary, and couldn't use her semblance too many more times before she collapsed, but she had at least this much still left. Lily was aiming to finish this with a powerful headbutt. She pumped all of her strength into her legs, and short toward her friend. Her defensive aura cloaked her in that moment of impatct. Her forehead met Aegles, two willful, determined faces clashed against each other in that moment. After the collision, Lily exited her semblance state, her forehead still in contact with Aegle's. She felt slightly dizzy, both from the blood loss and other injuries she's sustained. Her legs were slightly wobbly. She only just managed to maintain her balance as she stood there. She did her best to remain vigilant against a possible counter attack, but really hoped this would be the move that finally took the spirited orange girl out of the fight.
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Post by Aegle Vitus on Sept 23, 2016 20:06:18 GMT -6
There was one fundamental folly in Aegle's tactics for dealing with Lily, and that was that she was treating the faunus girl like any other opponent. Her speed and response time, divorced from even the slightest urgings of conscious thought, had usually been enough to surprise her foes. And whenever she hadn't been the faster combatant, her ability to get hit and keep on swinging had often balanced the scales. With Lily, however, Aegle's better reaction speed was not wholly assured. It was well within Lily's power to be much, much faster than Aegle when she wanted to be.
The fundamental folly in Lily's tactics was that she underestimated just how fast Aegle was. No time was this better exemplified than when the faunus girl attempted to duck below a punch, one not thrown at her head, without first activating her semblance. Whether this misstep was the result of mistakenly predicting where Aegle's punch was aimed or mistakenly believing she could duck faster than Aegle could swing, it did not matter. The fact of the matter simply was that Lily, for reasons known only to her, dodged a blow intended for her stomach by putting her head in the way instead. Before Aegle could even recognize what was happening, her battle hardened fist collided with Lily's head just below the temple. Her other fist, already dropping to be swung, evened the faunus girl out by laying a nearly identical blow into the opposite side of her head.
Aegle's eyes flashed, and understanding for what she'd just done codified in her brain, but such conscious machinations held no sway over the nearly automatic instincts which governed her movements. Recognizing a foe whose head, the boxer's favoured target, had been brought low and into range, she primed the sort of punch best able to capitalize on Lily's poor position. Thus, before gravity could do its work, Aegle swung a wicked uppercut into the crouched faunus' face. Had she had a bit more space to work with, she could have put considerably more force behind it, but as things stood, her low posture still let Aegle punch with her legs as well as her arm. Sidestepping as she swung, knowing she couldn't hold her heavier opponent upright should Lily collapse onto her, Aegle followed up with a quick jab from her offhand and aimed at the side of Lily's head. It was a discombobulating blow, and had the taller girl been human and not faunus, such a punch would have struck right atop her ear.
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Post by lilywilde on Sept 23, 2016 20:31:14 GMT -6
As her world grew fuzzy, and she found herself reeling, Lily realized that she was not quite fast enough in her response time to duck such a low aimed punch from such a quick opponent. It was her own stupid mistake, one that was born from not fighting too many human opponents. This was the first protracted fight against a human that Lily had ever taken part in, and truth be told, each maneuver was a learning experience for the bright faunus girl.
By the time the second punch had come, Lily had only just regained enough of her senses to recognize the danger she was in. Her aura reacted reflexively, shielding her face just in time to prevent some far more serious damage from being done to her kitty cranium.
She was still off balance, and still dizzy and disoriented. For all she knew, a flurry of blows was about to begin raining down upon her, so she did what she did best. She ran. She bounded away jumping just as Aegle attempted to let loose with another nasty uppercut. In a span of seconds, Lily managed to put almost fifty feet between herself and her friend. Her head was still dizzy. She was seeing doubles, and both of those doubles were blurry. She blinked several times, trying to clear her mind. Gritting her teeth, she spat a red globule of spit and blood out into the dirt beneath her feet. The world was beginning to come back into focus now.
Lily looked at her friend, who had predictably given chase, and was almost upon her. Lily retreated a little further just to get one last breath and stabilize that much more, before reversing her direction, and charging headlong at Aegle. Shortly before reaching her friend though, she entered into her semblance state. As she came upon her friend, who was frozen mid run, Lily leapt into the air. She could have soared easily over Aegle's head, but that was not her goal. She lifted her right knee, slamming it into Aegle's head as she soared past. She cancled her semblance mid-air. Her trajectory carried her another twenty feet before she touched ground again, skidding in the dirt as she stopped herself.
She then turned around, to survey the damage. Hoping that her friend was not too badly injured. She breathed hard, and heavy. She was running on fumes now. She didn't think she had another attack like that left in here, but would keep on fighting until nothing was left.
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