Playground Rules [Lerna, Moe]

That grin of LErna's widened as she heard that spunky little remark from Moe as the girl tried to climb Lerna, and it didn't take long before those big hips were snared by the lock of the mod soul's arms. Snorting softly as she promptly tightened her grip and twisted, rolling over and pinning Moe onto her back as she promptly raised her own hips up into the air and straightened her legs, putting her entire weight into her shoulder, and subsequently into Moe's gut as she pinned the woman to the ground, winding one of her arms more firmly around Moe's hip and then clamping those claws of hers into her opposite shoulder, locking her grip with one of the arms so that her other hand could peel free and move up. Grabbing Moe's hips meant that she was hardly face to face with the woman. So she had to sortof feel her way up until she tried to get a grip on the woman's neck.

"Alright. Time to see what you had planned~" She grinned from ear to ear, showing off sharp teeth as she promptly stood up, aiming to lift Moe a few feet off the ground before promptly slamming her back down into the hard sand. Truth be told, she had no idea what Moe was planning, maybe a leglock around her neck? But well, that seemed a little otu of her reach now~ And so Lerna was just going to start beating the seated officer into the ground until she came up with something or passed out.

The sound of ain incantation caught in Lerna's ears and she clamped her palm down, aiming to squeeze Moe's windpipe shut, but too late. Having foregone incantation, Moe managed to recite the name of the spell before it went off with a loud pang of rushing air, Lerna gritted her teeth as the little gal was suddenly repelled from the ground with impressive force! That, ontop of the way Moe was trying to pry herself from. And well, Moe was a little too strong to keep at bay ontop of that Kido jarring them from Lerna's grasp, and so mid-swing, the little pinkette was flung away from Lerna's grasp as the dust and sand settled from that burst of energy, leaving LErna coughing a little before she flashed a grin at the other woman.

"Hey hey hey~ Not bad for a member of Combat." She grinned from ear to ear. Certainly she'd run into some.... interesting members of the division. And also had run into that archaic rule, but it seemed the number of people peeling out of that mold was growing these days. Her own interaction with Armina. The rumors about the Third seat using one ... irresponsibly albeit. Interesting to say the least.

Picking herself up off the ground, Lerna's smile widened as she eyed the tilted her head. "Not just Kido, but a Bakudo spell at that. Color me impressed. I'll offer you, My respects. " She noted, offering a a nod of her head as she lowered her stance almost all the way to the ground. Spirit energy coursing through her frame as she promptly snapped forward. Unlike those previous motions, Lerna shot toward Moe at her full speed, closing the gap between them as she aimed to execute a sharp, straight punch to the center of the girl's chest with enough force and momentum to crater her into the ground. No longer holding back. She could hardly continue doing so after seeing how much effort Moe was putting into this~

A grin flashed across her lips as she saw Moe taking that hit. Something that should have sent the girl onto her ass, she saw the way the girl braced herself. She shouldn't have. Instinct should have told her to let herself fly, to let that force bleed into the air as wind resistance and to let herself go flying. To just take it all and still stay up? It brought a fiery air to the Blonde's features. Just as that fist snapped straight into her chest, knuckles rammed into those hard black scales covering her cleavage, as her own beastly frame took the hit. But she still felt it~

Thanks to Moe's freakish strength, even through all that armor, Lerna FELT the shock of force plow through her frame. And her knuckles cracked as she clamped both hands onto the girl's shoulders and let out a sharp, barking laugh. [color=orchid]"You're so damn reckless. Members of Fourth really can't help themselves. But I guess you guys aren't built for long term deployments. That's fine though, this is just perfect!

Moe was so very welcome to keep wailing on her. Slamming those fists into her frame, her face, her chest her gut. Lerna would take it all as she aimed to heave Moe up bodily into the air with her own vicious strength and superior leverage. Swinging the woman up into the air as her spiritual pressure flared around her body, a vicious bleed that shunted the sand away from the both of them and bared the stony dirt beneath it all. As a protrusion burst from Lerna's lower back, a long sleek, scaly tail, flecked with veins of yellow gold as her spirit energy bled into thew newly made scales and stained them. As she pumped reiryoku through her muscles and reinforced shell.

She slammed Moe down into the ground with both hands, further cratering the ground beneath them. Enough force that even in that freshly bared solid dirt and rock, it'd be enough to bounce her slightly, and in that instant, Lerna released her grip from the girl's shoulders and wound her fist back. A short hop into the air, clasping her clawed hands above her head. And for just an instant, she had every intention of spiking those joined hands down at full force and speed, as if to pop the other seated member against the ground like a roach under the head of a screwdriver.

In that last fraction of a second, the drop of those hands slowed, controlling herself, and rather than a vicious, brutal spike, she opened her palms over the other woman's frame and barked out.

"Sho!"

That emblematic first Hadō declared with force and energy that doubtless was rarely heard. No less the sheer energy that was poured into the spell as all of the dust and debris that had been kicked up in their fight suddenly dropped within an instant, pinned to the ground as a thick circle of the training area was flattened, a 8 meter radius suddenly flattened down. Rolling uneven sand suddenly pressed into a thin layer of sandstone before cracking as it sunk into the floor. The pressure was much more even and spread out, with much less potential to break and induce trauma, but even so, it would accomplish the task of shunting Moe back into the ground and driving the air out of her.

Lerna was panting as it all finally worked its way out. As those strikes and chops and punches littered her frame and chipped away at her armor, she worked on finishing off the little slugger. Truth be told? If Moe had her weapon on her, she might have done some serious damage, but she'd gone and thrown her weapon away, and as strong as Moe was, Lerna was durable enough to endure her bare fisted strikes. Moe suffered the same weakness that many Fourth Division members face.

She was limited. While those in Seventh division were often forced to use every tool at their disposal to stay alive for long lengthy engagements, to endure not just a single hard fight, but many arduous combats. Exterminations, hunting, holding perimeters, they were used to campaigns, not singular battles. Operations that required one to hold out. if Moe were more versed in say...Kido or Hakuda, or even Hoho, then even unarmed she would have offered plenty of potential harm to Lerna. But as it were, Lerna managed to triumph in the end. Slamming the girl into the ground with that final Kido spell, she let out a sigh as she saw them finally going limp. A smirk playing across her lips.

"Good thing I took that club off ya. You've got a lot of fight in ya." She murmured with a lopsided little grin. Crouching down, she peeled Moe clean from the crater she'd left them in and promptly nodded to the nearby spectators. A number of Second division scooting in to begin treating the girl and getting her fixed up. Lerna in the meantime took a moment ot survey herself. A bit intrigued to see the girl's bare fists had managed to make a bit of headway on her armor, no less the blunt force itself resulting in some damage beneath the surface.

She decided to find herself a seat and watch as Moe was patched up.
The gal had done pretty good, that was worth lunch at least.

Watching the woman get patched up hardly bothered her. Nor really did the busted state she'd pushed herself to really turn her stomach as it did to some. She'd done most of this to herself after all. And some small part of her was reminded of her Captain, who doggedly had kept bashing her onto the ground while being choked out. Not a flattering comparison.

Still, that little comment brought a smirk to Lerna's lips.

"I'll have to pass on that one as well. Still you're a lot more determined than I expected. So, since I went ahead and wore you out. How about I buy ya lunch?" She ventured with a crooked smile.