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“..You little kid.. smart move however you have one fatal flaw and that is!”

As she adjusted from surprise as her sword hit the shield and her foot stepped back she used the knock back to bent her body the whole way back landing on her hands in a bridge as the blade slid right over her nose as her foot kicked up aiming to land hard on the armpit directly under the foe’s swing her body arcing back as she danced back keeping close not really caring as the darkness came, she had only followed the movements, her foot going directly up missing the males chin but letting her land on the blade with her toes before flipping and landing in a crouch it was of course why she then in the flip as her arm was knocked away and she dismounted however she wasn’t done yet , as manslayers effect would kick in to the wound, causing blood to spray like the foe was anemic that cut basically had 2.5x the bleeding coming from it, and of course the pain was just that much more potent than the foe might have thought it was, and now she moved her own body back slightly sensing the seething black which blocked out all light, however you might understand that darkness didn’t bother her and she could still clearly see the foe.

So moving quickly she had brought her blade around, right as the words “Drip Of Acid Tooth” Came out of jin’s mouth well, she had her blade arcing up in a strike to the area of his previous wound this would be much faster than previous strikes though it was laido and this literally meant that the sword swing was akin to a teleporting blade, but there was something more than that as she had quickly picked up her discarded sheath with her free hand and brought it directly around smashing it towards the exposed side of the man, aiming to cause rather decent damage to the foe with this quick and crushing blow. However if that was it, well it would have been grand, but the fact was she wasn’t near done at the moment no instead she had decided to use something else bring her sheath around to her backside with a quick look over her shoulder she had brought her sheath directly back to basically collide with the sliding sword, the impacting forces leading to an explosion which hid her presence however as this explosion probably broke any lingering forces she was calm and taking in the entire area around her.

You see she rather “Sensed” and saw sudden movement in her peripheral vision coming in low, which was why she quickly hopped into the air, a blade arcing just below her airborne feet, a spin coming next with what at least she could discern to be some form of a kick, which of course she responded in kind to by bringing her inner foot around to collide ankle to ankle as she spun around at the same time delivering a back-kick to the foe’s exposed chest as she had used this momentum probably if it hit, to break some ribs and bring her flipping to the side, and land on her feet. Another low whistle escaping from her lips, while of course she had cracked her neck , feeling the bruise on her ankle she made a “Tch sound, before she switched her game up entirely bringing her hand up and then gripping her blade slightly differently she grinned wildly and then switched the blade to a downward slant and looked up slowly the look in her eyes eventfully had changed too , which was why as she had gripped her hands tighter against the katana’s handle she looked up slowly and then seemed to give a small giggle out.

Next her feet and movement changed all that raw speed turning into direct combat as she lunged to pursue Jin’s frame, the katana’s blade just hovering over the ground seemed to come to life , slashing up in a feinting movement at speeds that made the blade as it reversed seem to literally fade as the true slash just poofed into reality almost like “HERE I AM BITCH” this slash was more of a lancing jab that was aimed to the left inner thigh however this wasn’t a full slash as the katana blade faded (Yet again) to appear quite literally at the direct opposite side of Jin’s body aiming for a gut-cut, however this action was repeated vanishing and reappearing at the middle of the body this unorthodox slash being unlike the other styles quite literally a pain in the A$$ to read for the fact that, well she went from a mili-second near-entry slash to a literally skewering jab to the abdomen just below the navel (aka the previous strike) the only problem being that this was a strike which quite literally vanished moments before impact, as she had using her arm speed and excellent timing skills laid waste to the torso, specifically through random hits targeting four major spots, the left pectoral right pectoral, the lower abdomen, and the sternum, literally a barrage of 20 or more lancing blows, a throw in mix of feints and real hits in the time interval of around 2 seconds at maximum. You see her strikes each had both the ferocity and strength of a battering ram, so these quick jabs had mainly two things going for them, no scratch that three things going for them. 1:Strength,2:speed 3: skill. And when you combine these things it is quite honestly a pain to deal with.

Next if this wasn’t bad enough well she did one more interesting thing, by moving her blade to the right after maneuvering from these slashes well, it would seem to be aiming for the right side of the face, to be specific for a temple blow, however this was a ruse, as at the last second both her body and her blade shifted, both protecting her body from reproach and delivering a lightning-quick feint/pommel blow to the trachea that would both be a pain to deal with, and at the same time would be quick and very accurate, and because of ratio to time of comprehension well, it was also a hard one to grasp the mechanics of it before it would be too late but it definitively was not impossible to do, just pretty hard to do. Anyways while this was going on this time she did use that pommel blow to go into an upward rising blow with the flat of the blade, as you see while the flat wouldn’t cut perhaps it would do more damage through basically blunt force trauma then the initial slash would, and besides that? It honestly was pretty damned funny to see someone actually get wacked by the back of the blade as they usually don’t expect it.

From there she went into a peculiar slash which seemed like a single hewn cut, however the interesting or peculiar thing about it was while one slash was slower it hit a second slash that was lightning fast arguably as fast or faster than Laido which gave the depth perception and illusion that it is one slash , the slower one of course, however slightly (2inches) below the initial slash inexplicably the anomaly of a second cut or the illusion of a “Displaced” cut would be present, so because this was directed at the sternum it would instead cut the upper abdominal muscles if succeeding in execution. Other than that strike though the reverse of it, a trilateral slash which struck at the left knee , and then followed through with two hidden strikes to both the groin and upper thigh muscle, seemed to follow the same peculiarity of the first change in style base slash. Although the swift follow-through by a half and half forward crescent and reverse arc, slash made the cuts unpredictable while though these landed interestingly enough on the left collar bone, arcing down to the right gut-line, again though this unpredictable tempo would probably make them harder to read, in general, and another thing was, her positioning to the general perimeter of the slashing made her body both counter-ready and well-guarded against reproach in general, due to the way she moved and her foot maneuvering.

Only after these slashes would she seem to using, a pretty little trick and illusion through patterns of light and shadow, kind of “Fade” from sight, when in fact she had been moving just a tad slower than her normal pace at the delivery of those attacks although still this was a formidable pace in speed, so even the slower pace was fast enough to keep up with the current speed in the foe’s quick movement techniques. Anyways this increase in speed in rapid-application would cause generally for the eye to tire and then have to refocus, allowing for the illusion of vanishing entirely, when in fact she just was moving Very quickly, while the tempo of her slashes had been thrown off again by her appearing at one side, to make a feinting slash, this movement being designed to draw the foe’s eyes to the first feint, while then momentarily bursting in speed, allowed her to slide to the opposing and hopefully un observed side at this point, to quickly deliver striking consecutive zigzag styled slashes to a hopefully unprotected side, yet the fact was, tempo was again nothing in these slashes, which was exactly why perhaps she seemed to slow down in the next slash however then speed it up and maneuver it to the left, just as she stamped her left foot down, giving the illusion that this slash would be fading generally as it was happening , basically normal sight would have trouble keeping up with it, however she hoped he wouldn’t have any trouble. It would be moments later although quicker than her normal response time that she would deliver a strike with the butt of her katana to the right side of the next, her foot slipping out to give both a general “Trip-up” or sweeping foot blow hopefully to unbalance a unwary foe at their heel, the right one presumably, even though the fact was this would go from outside sweep to inside sweep before impact and cause the “Trip-up” to be oriented from the left side of the foot, causing generally for the motion to become skewered just like with her tempo itself in general.

Presumably you would think that was it however, as the continuation resumed, her strike with the butt of her katana turned into a reserved and rather slow reverse arc to hopefully strike or seem to strike the lower right muscle in the back right below the shoulder line, however this would seem to again vanish entirely for a mere glimpse of the blade at the opposite side, and going this time in a shallow diagonal slash down the back from the right shoulder to the left butt-cheek, none the less meaning it was fairly diverse, and unorthodox in its execution, generally leading to the common illusion of a “Displaced blade” however this kind of slash was just using motion tricks and mimicry to get the job done.

All the while though she was prepared and hopeful for a counter of some kind, as while this “style” was unorthodox it was believe it or not special in the fact it worked better when on the defensive then it did when it is on the offensive, and thanks to that, while it seemed tricky now, a counter itself was the objective, in essence these tricky slashes had nothing but the a-typical spelling of “RUSE” on them, and this spelled out that basically while these attacks may be a handful to some, they believe it or not had the intention of drawing out some kind of counter or rather a returning blow if you will, as this style specifically excels at countering attacks in general.

So while the slashes continued her pace pretty much had changed again, going from those deceptive cuts to a short spurt in speed that allowed her to get four drastically different spots of contact hopefully in 4 consecutive and strangely enough very diverse slashes, as there was the horizontal straight cut to the chest, the overhead downward crescent to the rib-cage, and the rising diagonal straight to the other ribcage, and the cleaving overhead vertical down-straight going directly down the spine. Of course these slashes each with their timing and movements gave not only a wide “Sample” of her skills but rather also gave a deceptive frenzied look to her attacks, hopefully instilling the illusion of desperation, or over exertion when in fact these slashes where very basic in principle and execution. Just the altering in tempo pace position and style along with speed made them seem much more complex than what someone normally would perceive a basic slash to actually be. This by itself probably was a pretty substantial problem yet this was pretty much just the beginning because her slashes had another affect too.

So in essence basically the speed and change in her movement and slashes, would have moderate to severe varied effects on the terrain in general, causing as she moved for substantial pockets of loose/weak dirt soil, gravel you get the point, to generally occur, so while moving she had in quite literal essence generates loose tree’s and pit falls which around now from her movements and the battle thus far had begun to in short trigger and what this did of course was extended her shadows range, by adding deep pockets of generalized shadow in the ground, it not only probably gave her once more the upper hand but it as well quite literally, made this whole area a ticking mine-field for the opponent at large. More over though by setting the field up in this way, shadows swirling in the depths of basically holes in the ground , it allowed not only for the moment lapse in her shadows to be compensated , but it also very honestly just Greatly increased her plane of both combat and effectiveness. A double whammy if you will, treacherous footing, and extended range for her shadows, combined to give this effect. If you will it most certainly probably by now gave her some advantage but, also the fact that her muscles where built to endure, rather than to be extremely over the top, allowed it to be that, you could say she had gotten in the “Zone” those cold muscles having warmed up to optimal functioning temperatures , as before they had been severely well weighed down by the general cold climate. So you might say that the real battle itself was about to start in earnest at least right now, and everything else well was just a warm up.

By now she had been moving in for the next strike but the thing was, the next one had some changes in it, as instead of a direct slash it seemed at least to be more of a slapping motion then anything else, which could just as fast turn into an actual cutting strike when the need and time for it arose. So you could say mainly right now what she had been doing was trying to coax the foe into atleast a more offensive position, as her attacks all had the capacity to either evade or counter if needed, just due to how she executed and in generally functioned in combat , more than this though strictly speaking, she was also pretty good in energy reserves as the fact was she hadn’t really used a lot of energy in general , strictly speaking she had used very little energy, something that partially attributed to precisely why she still was rejuvenated and pretty much what you might call “Battle Ready” where as if she had used more well energy you could say that she would probably be in a less then well ideal situation, but as it was she still was good for a long time .

Briefly she had been debating the use of her umbra, a state that was pretty much meant to be her “Combat” State however, as things where arabella decided to hold off in her application of the higher state, to see what surprise might be in store for her, since she was interested in the fight in general, or rather she found it definitively to be both fun and entertaining, two things of course that gave this fight a kind of favoritism to it, she was enjoying herself to say the least, and to her well that really did matter in the scheme of things. Anyways though while she was moving around she also was slightly manipulating her own rate of speed, so that perception was marginally thrown off in direct ratio to what her foe may perceive and what was going on actually, however this was only a slight chance of that happening, as trained eyes probably had more of a chance to keep on task and not get overwhelmed, so more or less her movements themselves could end up straining someone eyes, or causing a general amount of problems, just because that was how it was centered to be.

So all in all while Arabella had begun moving differently it was not really a full out assault but rather this one, was more deceptive then it was overbearing and to the point, although it was tricky and by how she moved would be equally if not harder to deal with then anything she had thrown thus far, just from execution and the sudden switch up in styles to be perfectly honest in general, all these things would probably spell out a tricky situation no matter how you looked at it, and that’s just how she rolled , now then what would jin do to solve this predicament?

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“..Why was it me.. Why did I have to be picked out of all the people you could have chosen, I who was beginning to get my life in order.. ?... Tell me why that you had to pick me DAMNIT !?!”


“..Little.. kitty, little doll. . . Why do you keep resisting just submit. There is no path other than the despair that engulfs you.. You live like a worm hiding in the ground, when you could be up here with me in the skies that are tainted black. Do you think you pitiful child can outlast me, can outwit me you with your meager skill and weak will? If anything you should just submit.. I will ease your descent into madness, you little weak child. Who will come for you, who cares about you I mean seriously you are nothing, important to no one. You are weak, a scared little child that runs away with shit in her pants, its laughable it makes me cry with bitter sweet tears of elation!

You feel like, waiting for the inevitable will make things easier on you child? You that cannot be loved, you that was a mistake, it makes me want to piss myself in amusement! You are like a dog that doesn’t know when to stay down, even after the owner has beaten you to near death. You are like the child, who keeps looking for her mother, even though you know she is dead. You are like a chicken running around with your head cut off. Weak, extremely weak, yet you lie to yourself, You lie about your emotions, your feelings.. little girl. You think that everything would be okay, that you will get through this? Don’t make me laugh, you little cry-baby all you have done is cry, and skirt the issue, it makes me sick, yet I love it. Fight me, feed me your despair, that sweet candy that I crave woman.

Feed me, entertain me, I am merely a residue in your head, something that is here to fuck with you, to taint you into the pits of my despair, To make you mine. It hardly matters to me if you live, but it matters to me if you die. Because I may be a illusion little child but, I still don’t want the fun to end, so.. Give me amusement, submit or resist, either way I will be here.. laughing my ass off at the path you have ahead you little shit-stain. You are just an ant in the mind of so many, so why do you struggle you are worthless, unable to protect. Unable to even survive on your own, I bet Damien.. has forsaken you too.. . You are worthless, you are a no body. Why would he be interested in you? Come on its making me writhe in laughter over here.. you are a weak.. little.. No..body.. you can’t.. protect.. not how you are.. so submit I will show you power..i will make you strong.. little shit-stain.. all you have to do?.. Its very simple.. you just have to let yourself fall into the darkness… Into the sky..”..

Magnolia was standing there.. listening to each breath as her heart had been beating.. the pain was impossibly magnificent, the signature was admiring her handy work, as magnolia pulled out her blade.. and slowly as it came from her neck didn’t look at anything.. no she just looked at the sky.. slowly as if in a trance she slowly had brought the blade forward and pointed it at her neck, slowly she punctured it into the surface, as the blade continued through the silver gleaming, wet with red blood it had punched clean through her neck, one side to the other, yet as normal she didn’t die. . . She should have expected as much but it was for naught.

Slowly her eyes dulled by the recent loss of blood had looked slowly up at the sky, memories seeming to burn her eyes registering blood in the sky.. wait .. Blood? Was something going on here, that she should have known about before-hand? Why was the sky bleeding, why was it bleeding, the thought of the sky bleeding it amused her in the bottom of her stomach, as she was listening to each word the voice in her head, the messenger of sadness, what she had to say, what she said.. how she said it.. but she seemed to look elsewhere up at the sky, taking a step forward her hand pointed at the sky, listening to claire’s words.. Thinking dismally. “Damien”. What Claire said about that individual it seemed to strike something feral and weak inside her.

That strike, it was all it took, the dismal cords of insanity.. of despair so absolute that it could be felt like a rancid fog, it all was saturating the air, as she was spitting up blood, the blade still in her neck momentarily forgotten. She just could hear Claires laughter in her Mind, it was sickening as Claire.. continued to speak..

“..I struck a nerve finally shit-head? Little girl you thought that he was yours for eternity, he couldn’t even grasp what eternity means shit-stain let alone What it means to love.. you UTTER MORON.!AHAHAHA!”

Magnolia just listened to those words and felt her mind shut down, her lips moving, not enough to see but enough to issue two words in the monotone voice that rarely could be heard unless she was beyond anger beyond human emotion. That was the point when shit really hit the fan, because she falling to her knee’s had looked down her hair it all hid her gaze, her rage.. it all was hidden as she had two word that came from her mouth.

“..Shut up “

As this was said energy destructive energy, was expanding from her body rising directly up from her person the ground reacted suddenly with fissures, the light red like a hollows, but corrupt from the person that plagued her within, was rising rapidly, eventually enough that the ground itself collapsed inwards and began rising up, her mouth in a frown, as she began slowly twitching, a dam was about to be broken, and the signature within knew it so, to get the maximum kick out of this predicament Signature Claire leaned in and said in the sweetest voice she could, the one thing she knew that could Rile magnolia up. And those words where?

" Burn in hell.. with your guilty mother”

That was it, nothing else, but it had the intended effect, as in reality magnolia’s mouth opened as she screamed a scream of rage, of pain, or despair. Mostly a Scream of utter despair of which the likes in magnitude could barely be comprehended not the river or a flow, but the ocean, magnitude depth, clarity. Overwhelming depth, and enormous continuation when it gets going, it just is hard to stop. That scream it was loud enough to be heard for a mile around at least it sounded like a demon, like a fiend , but energy was expanding out still, rising to her full energy, it was more than enough to generate a thundercloud in the mile radius at least, electric generation, lightning raining down, rocks shattering and exploding in random intervals, as her spiritual pressure, itself was deadly, and uncontrolled like this? It was a situation of pure catastrophic proportions while she sat there on her knee’s , her mouth open and eyes hidden beneath her hair. And the ground… it would never be the same again.

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“..Why was it me.. Why did I have to be picked out of all the people you could have chosen, I who was beginning to get my life in order.. ?... Tell me why that you had to pick me DAMNIT !?!”

Nero/Magnolia, was mumbling to the voice in her head, she had just ran, to god knows where.. from a bad situation, slowly the Steeped Fringe of her despair, it spoke to her .. taunting her with the whispers of madness.. the whispers of despair, It was so sickening to her it couldn’t be helped by her . . it was bringing her closer to the fringe of chaos, the past few weeks, she had slowly been holding on to the fringe of madness, holding on and trying to keep herself sane. But still the chunks of sanity they had been holding themselves in check by tenacious glue, the glue of her resolve, a resolve that was slowly broken, she knew she had no home.. the rinyu .. they couldn’t see her like this, the general of the sea, in such a state , it would cause a drop in morale, but she had to do something about this soon, if not. . Well everything would go south.

And then there was the voice in her head, the signature of Claire which had for the past few months been whispering the sweet discords of madness into her ears, like sweet nectar based on lies. Like the deceptively sweet honey that lures someone into a killer bee’s nest to be stung so many times they would be sent to the hereafter. This voice was the main driving force behind her untimely and quick descent into madness, the feeling which was coming off, the destabilization it all was coming harder.. and the waves had begun as of late to be harder to suppress, they had grown unbearable. The tremors the urges to eat.. to rip to kill, to destroy the world and plunge it back into the madness from which it had been born out of. Right now that little devil in her head, the agent of despair, the rosary of despair and her eternal tormentor Claire, was going on a small rant.. murmuring destructive words in her ear.. tingeing her into the pits of despair.. altering memories..

“..Little.. kitty, little doll. . . Why do you keep resisting just submit. There is no path other than the despair that engulfs you.. You live like a worm hiding in the ground, when you could be up here with me in the skies that are tainted black. Do you think you pitiful child can outlast me, can outwit me you with your meager skill and weak will? If anything you should just submit.. I will ease your descent into madness, you little weak child. Who will come for you, who cares about you I mean seriously you are nothing, important to no one. You are weak, a scared little child that runs away with shit in her pants, its laughable it makes me cry with bitter sweet tears of elation!

You feel like, waiting for the inevitable will make things easier on you child? You that cannot be loved, you that was a mistake, it makes me want to piss myself in amusement! You are like a dog that doesn’t know when to stay down, even after the owner has beaten you to near death. You are like the child, who keeps looking for her mother, even though you know she is dead. You are like a chicken running around with your head cut off. Weak, extremely weak, yet you lie to yourself, You lie about your emotions, your feelings.. little girl. You think that everything would be okay, that you will get through this? Don’t make me laugh, you little cry-baby all you have done is cry, and skirt the issue, it makes me sick, yet I love it. Fight me, feed me your despair, that sweet candy that I crave woman.

Feed me, entertain me, I am merely a residue in your head, something that is here to fuck with you, to taint you into the pits of my despair, To make you mine. It hardly matters to me if you live, but it matters to me if you die. Because I may be a illusion little child but, I still don’t want the fun to end, so.. Give me amusement, submit or resist, either way I will be here.. laughing my ass off at the path you have ahead you little shit-stain. You are just an ant in the mind of so many, so why do you struggle you are worthless, unable to protect. Unable to even survive on your own, I bet Damien.. has forsaken you too.. . You are worthless, you are a no body. Why would he be interested in you? Come on its making me writhe in laughter over here.. you are a weak.. little.. No..body.. you can’t.. protect.. not how you are.. so submit I will show you power..i will make you strong.. little shit-stain.. all you have to do?.. Its very simple.. you just have to let yourself fall into the darkness… Into the sky..”..

Magnolia was standing there.. listening to each breath as her heart had been beating.. the pain was impossibly magnificent, the signature was admiring her handy work, as magnolia pulled out her blade.. and slowly as it came from her neck didn’t look at anything.. no she just looked at the sky.. slowly as if in a trance she slowly had brought the blade forward and pointed it at her neck, slowly she punctured it into the surface, as the blade continued through the silver gleaming, wet with red blood it had punched clean through her neck, one side to the other, yet as normal she didn’t die. . . She should have expected as much but it was for naught.

Slowly her eyes dulled by the recent loss of blood had looked slowly up at the sky, memories seeming to burn her eyes registering blood in the sky.. wait .. Blood? Was something going on here, that she should have known about before-hand? Why was the sky bleeding, why was it bleeding, the thought of the sky bleeding it amused her in the bottom of her stomach, as she was listening to each word the voice in her head, the messenger of sadness, what she had to say, what she said.. how she said it.. but she seemed to look elsewhere up at the sky, taking a step forward her hand pointed at the sky, listening to claire’s words.. Thinking dismally. “Damien” . What Claire said about that individual it seemed to strike something feral and weak inside her.

That strike, it was all it took, the dismal cords of insanity.. of despair so absolute that it could be felt like a rancid fog, it all was saturating the air, as she was spitting up blood, the blade still in her neck momentarily forgotten. She just could hear Claires laughter in her Mind, it was sickening as Claire.. continued to speak..

“..I struck a nerve finally shit-head? Little girl you thought that he was yours for eternity, he couldn’t even grasp what eternity means shit-stain let alone What it means to love.. you UTTER MORON.!AHAHAHA!”

Magnolia just listened to those words and felt her mind shut down, her lips moving, not enough to see but enough to issue two words in the monotone voice that rarely could be heard unless she was beyond anger beyond human emotion. That was the point when shit really hit the fan, because she falling to her knee’s had looked down her hair it all hid her gaze, her rage.. it all was hidden as she had two word that came from her mouth.

“..Shut up “

As this was said energy destructive energy, was expanding from her body rising directly up from her person the ground reacted suddenly with fissures, the light red like a hollows, but corrupt from the person that plagued her within, was rising rapidly, eventually enough that the ground itself collapsed inwards and began rising up, her mouth in a frown, as she began slowly twitching, a dam was about to be broken, and the signature within knew it so, to get the maximum kick out of this predicament Signature Claire leaned in and said in the sweetest voice she could, the one thing she knew that could Rile magnolia up. And those words where?

“ Burn in hell.. with your guilty mother”

That was it, nothing else, but it had the intended effect, as in reality magnolia’s mouth opened as she screamed a scream of rage, of pain, or despair. Mostly a Scream of utter despair of which the likes in magnitude could barely be comprehended not the river or a flow, but the ocean, magnitude depth, clarity. Overwhelming depth, and enormous continuation when it gets going, it just is hard to stop. That scream it was loud enough to be heard for a mile around at least it sounded like a demon, like a fiend , but energy was expanding out still, rising to her full energy, it was more than enough to generate a thundercloud in the mile radius at least, electric generation, lightning raining down, rocks shattering and exploding in random intervals, as her spiritual pressure, itself was deadly, and uncontrolled like this? It was a situation of pure catastrophic proportions while she sat there on her knee’s , her mouth open and eyes hidden beneath her hair. And the ground… it would never be the same again. [/color]

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