Time: 5 rounds per navi. (after introductory posts)
In the middle of a forest, a navi with a light-brown tone to his skin walked around and leaned against a tree. His wild black hair seemed completely motionless in the wind. As he moved from the tree, the black armor the navi wore tore some of the bark away. He gripped the broadsword from his back and swung it down, the wrist-guards on his armor slid to reveal scales up to his elbow. He stretched for a moment, his black wings opened to their full length: approximately 5 feet from the tips of each wing.
He thought back to the past, when he originally had the form he now held. At the time, he didn't have the power of all five of Jon and Carla's Draconic programs in his system. He had only recently decided to return to his original form, while retaining the power of the full Hyperion program within him. He sighed, remembering his friends' sacrifice, and merely wished for a sparring partner for the time being.
Post by stefjenova on Apr 17, 2009 14:30:01 GMT -8
(OOC: Confirming the texting and the acceptance of Raven8 as Judge for this match.)
Rave wasn't comfortable in the forest. Too many trees, too many shadows, too warm, too many bugs... He grimaced as he swatted at a small group of mosquitoes that had happened to wander near. The back of his hand struck hard against one of the nearby trees, and he clenched his teeth and grasped the sore right hand with his left until some of the pain subsided.
Rave.EXE: ... Note to self, never set foot in a freaking jungle or forest again.[/i]
Not only the mosquitoes and the heat were bugging him though. Something was nagging at his mind - the power that had been granted to him by the Administrators. He could kind of feel it still there, but he couldn't quite pull it to mind. Mentally he shrugged as he absentmindedly wove his way clumsily through the trees. He felt more comfortable using his own abilities.
The 5'10" Navi tripped over a root that was sticking up out of the ground, his hands snapping out in front of him to cushion his fall as he plunged face first into a pile of leaves. His aqua and white armour now stained with fallen leaf hues, he spat out a mouthful of leaves as he looked up from his face-down perch on the ground, looking at the black armoured Navi. Someone had seen that. Crap.
((OOC: actually beat me to modding the post Raven, turn count set to 5 per navi, starting my next post.))
Denadite looked at Rave and smirked at him and moved to help him up. The 6 foot 3 inch navi helped Rave to his feet and smiled.
Denadite: "Don't feel too bad, I nearly did the same thing earlier. So, you in here for a reason or..."
He turned his back to Rave, realizing he was the same navi that had fought against Forte and gripped the handle on his broadsword, heaving the blade out of the dirt and over his shoulders. He wasn't sure how well he'd do against the one who stood against Forte, but it was just sparring after all.
Denadite: "...do you have a little time for some sparring?"
Post by stefjenova on Apr 17, 2009 20:33:41 GMT -8
Rave sighed as Denadite helped him to his feet. He had no idea how he'd gotten here actually; after the fight with Forte everything was one big blank. He shook his head for a moment to clear himself, and he looked over the all black Navi as he took a couple cautious steps back, giving him some space from the taller Navi.
Rave.EXE: ... This one supposes he has a bit of time...
He turned to face the black Navi, facing square; feet spread apart, hands and arms out from the sides of his body slightly so he could move them more easily, fingers restless as he attempted to bring his mind onto the challenge at hand. He'd gone from being hopelessly lost to being a sparring partner for this Navi he randomly ran across, it took a LOT to bring his mind here right now. Being caught way off guard like this totally ruined any chance of his having the initiative in any fight, all he could do was react to what Denadite did, especially in his current state.
(OOC: Fight begins on Demoa's next post.)
Last Edit: Apr 17, 2009 20:34:04 GMT -8 by stefjenova
Denadite smiled as Rave prepared himself. He gripped the hilt of his broadsword tight and opened his wings and took to the sky.
Denadite: "I guess I'll take the initiative then!"
He knew Rave was proficient in both ranged and melee combat, so he had to be careful. He held his right hand against the flat of his sword's blade and it split into a hundred tiny blades which instantly surrounded and moved to pierce Rave. As they did, he rushed up and brought a fist up and seemed to vanish from sight before appearing behind Rave and punching him square in the back. He swung the hilt in his right hand to the side as the blades reformed into the black broadsword they were originally.
((OOC: someone remind me later to mod the descriptions on some of Dena's attacks/HMs, need to mod those for his new/old look :P)
Rave heard Denadite's comment numbly, as his reaction was still really slow, but at least Denadite was still willing to keep to the mid-range. Snapping up his arm, he flicked a droplet of water into his fingertips, and reaching over with his other arm to brace it like another Navi might brace a buster or gun, he fired bullets of water from his fingertips like a machine gun, aiming both at Denadite while hoping to take some of the small swords in the fire. He grunted in pain slightly as some of the blades began to pierce through his shoulder, a couple in his back, but he shut it out for now and focused on Denadite. Stopping the bullet assault, his fist clenched, and when it reopened again, a flurry of icicles shot out at Denadite just as he charged up and disappeared, missing completely. Rave's best reactions couldn't stop the surprise attack, especially as he wasn't used to dealing with teleporting attacks. Pitching into the leaves again, he spat out another mouthful and got to his feet as a sharp rolling mist came off his body, slowly freezing the leaves as the mist encompassed the immediate area around Rave, creeping towards Denadite. He shook his head to clear himself; he'd have to save his best shots for when he had a better opening.
Denadite looked around as the ice navi surrounded himself with mist and had a slight look of confusion on his face. To Denadite, all Rave had done was make him an easier target. He still had some time before he needed to leave and didn't feel like getting serious just yet. He jumped back into the air and opened his dark wings which sound off waves of lightning at the Star Master navi. As soon as the final lightning bolt crashed, he went into a dive and aimed directly at Rave. Just before he wouldn't collided with the navi, he pulled up and went just over his head, kicking Rave in the small of his back. Denadite landed on his feet and quickly spun to face Rave. He held his sword out in front of him as a hundred cracks began to appear on the blade, preparing for another Senbonzakura rally.
Post by stefjenova on Apr 20, 2009 15:41:25 GMT -8
Rave dove to the side as the mist continued to envelope the area, freezing the very ground as it crept towards Denadite, and as the winged Navi dove straight at Rave, he ducked, snapping his own leg out and extending it right into Denadite's stomach as he tried to kick him. It was time for him to finally focus all his attention here and now on the fight instead of half wondering why he was here, half wondering what Denadite was doing here. Globes of water began to draw themselves out of the air as Rave raised his hand, freezing thanks to the mist which by now had enveloped the entire area, creeping up over Denadite's blade and armour. The shifting, warping globes grew their sharp, uneven edges and some even stretched out into flying blades of ice. Rave's other hand thrust forward, firing off blasts of ice, turning to track Denadite as he moved to avoid them (OOC: IF he moves) while still maintaining his concentration on the suspended globes of ice... His other hand finally thrust forward after a few seconds of continuous fire, six of the eight summoned ice globes streaking towards Denadite one at a time, while the other two hung in the air, ready to trap the flying Navi in a shard shower should he take to the skies again. Rave's hand remained ready and braced to continue to fire, not ready to let up on Denadite. He wouldn't let the Navi gain an advantage on him again.
((OOC: Sorry for the delay bro, been trying to get school stuff dealt with.))
Denadite wasn't able to get out of his dive quick enough to avoid Rave's kick to the stomach as he coiled back, landing on his stomach on the ice. He felt the mist creeping over himself and raised one eyebrow as lighting surrounded the navi's body, keeping the mist at bay. He slid backwards, seeing the orbs in his hand and the shots of ice blasts. He knelt down and held his broadsword in front of him, deflecting the ice blasts. Noticing his leg slip, he quickly switched sides and kept his broadsword in front of him, managing to deflect four of the six ice globes, two of them slamming into his shoulders and freezing them on the spot. His eyes widened for a moment. He knew Rave wasn't fighting with his all before, but he wasn't expecting something like this.
His eyes closed as lightning enveloped his body again, forming cracks in the ice on his shoulder before his wings folded over him, a soft white glow seen from within. When his wings unfolded, they were more that of angel's wings. His armor was completely silver with a faint gold trim and a face-plate covered the entire front of his face, his now-gold hair flowing behind him. In one hand, was a silver blade, in the other, a silver axe. His broadsword from before was gone.
Denadite: "Sorry, it seems like we've both been holding back until now. But no more..."
Denadite dashed forward, his speed allowing himself to seemingly vanish, now circling Rave. After-images formed in random places as he merely stared at Rave. Finally appearing at Rave's left side, he dashed forward, slashing downwards with his axe, and to the side with his sword, forming a cross of light on the navi's body which then exploded.
Rave's fist began to glow blue as Denadite's images spawned rapidly, his eyes flickering back and forth as the Navi seemed to vanish. Rave had no idea where Denadite was... so instead of firing at one spot, he'd fire at them all.
From the frozen ground three body-shaped forms burst up, each one resembling Rave vaguely, in body and pose, but their faces were vacant, like icy statues. They moved only to look around for Denadite, then they burst.
Icy shards radiated out from Rave as the clones exploded, slicing all through the area around Rave as he held his hand away from his body slightly and his icy sword flashed into existence. As Denadite came through the shards, Rave raised his blade to meet Denadite's strikes, the blade staying to the inside - after blocking both of Denadite's crossing strikes, his blade stayed in position to strike at Denadite quickly and furiously - after the blocks Rave's second sword came into play, the Navi charging into the attacks, slashing furiously at Denadite's torso.