Gabriel Seran vs Emily

[Mathew Amtrum]

Weapon Pit: Don't look now, fighters, but we've gone right back to Thunder-dome for this one. You'll be lowered into a deep pit, where there will be no escape until the end of the fight. You want to climb the walls? Good luck, because the walls are lined ten feet high with weapons. Swords, axes, clubs, all shapes and sizes. The blades' edges have been dulled, but that doesn't mean getting thrown into one'll feel like a Sunday morning rubdown, fighters. You'll have about 20 feet square to maneuver, like most our arenas, so don't worry about claustrophobia just yet. Just watch your back, and your front, for that matter. Good luck fighters.

[seishounohana]

Emily didn't know exactly why she got herself into this mess, or exactly what she saw in this tournament that she actually wanted to have a knock at it but--- yeah, it was interesting.

She wasn't really after the money, just the experience.

Emily was sent to a rather creepy place with walls lined with assorted weapons. Not like Emily would need them, as she had her own set that were strapped on her belt. She was just waiting for her opponent to enter, and the battle will start.

She stood there, at the very middle of the arena.

Just who could it be, she wondered.

Well, it was going to be a... good friend of hers.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel was sent for this tourney, he needed it, the recent influx of fights he’d had really took their toll on him but he noticed the great boom to his abilities that’d grown from them. He smiled entering the tight arena. Another one of these horrid torture games. He hated the look of it always reminded him of the cell he’d held for a year, dark claustrophobically close and everything looked like it would hurt.

His gaze dropped on his first opponent, Em? He nearly shuddered back a second. Of course it would be her. He sighed as he took a position across from her, a purely formal address would follow, common from him.

“Hello Emily,” He said pleasantly as he stood across from her, “Why don’t you say we get this started then.” He was smiling? That was strange, fighting was about hatred and pain but this was going to be purely for intensive purposes, and Gabriel needed it most of all he could feel his strength coming, on the horizon he was going to match the dragons even if he had to fight through a few of his friends. Emily however was going to be the hardest obstacle…

[seishounohana]

This room was moderately lit.

Just like what was inside Emily's mind. She always had that voice behind her, reminding her of her own demons and insecurities. She wasn't totally good in any case, as she had debts to pay. A lot of debts.

Not as much as some, but significant enough to churn her own stomach.

“Hello Emily,” Her opponent said. It was Gabriel. Of course, who else? “Why don’t you say we get this started then.”

Emily smiled.

"Why don't you try and hit me first, ....Strategist?" She said, challenging him. She meant well by it, almost a compliment.

She honestly wanted to see if his... strategies... would be of any help to him now. Emily wasn't much of a planner, even though she does have some on her sleeve. She was a quick thinker, and usually did things on the fly.

[Gabriel Seran]

She challenged him blatantly, and on some sick level he enjoyed it. Gabriel Seran was going to take this fight as a thrill, to push on beyond his limits and press to become more powerful than her. Emily and he had been dueling in training and friendly bouts but this had to be different on another scale. They had to compete as if something was on the line, a very important judgment. It had to be the strongest that got through, not a pity fight.

Gabriel clenched his fists and kept the smile, though now his breathing was cool and focused. A steady chill coursing over him, seconds would pass as he closed his eyes. Strategist, it had little effect in a place this small, things had to be shifted on the spot of a dime, speed and knowledge had to be used here for victory.

Eyes flooded open and Gabriel jumped off across the room as he used the footing behind Emily’s head to run at and then bounce off and sent a fist in her direction assuming she hadn’t caught him first.

[seishounohana]

The thing is with jumps, they're quite predictable. There were limited things you can do with jump attacks, as stated from Emily's own experiences with regards to the matter. Besides, they exerted more energy than most other considerable offensives. Gabriel was quick though, and Emily was only faster by a small amount. She wouldn't be able to move her body to avoid the attack, but she would be able to pivot her body to face Gabriel's general direction as she went to try and catch his fist with her hand, gripping at it tightly so that he wouldn't be able to let go.

There, she would pull him forward, using his momentum against him as she moved to the side. Her free arm would then try to strike his back with her elbow, quickly following it by raising a knee so that his body could hit it right after the elbow to the back.

That's gotta hurt, at least.

[Gabriel Seran]

*thump*
Gabriel felt the clashing of their bodies, it hurt more than he’d have expected, though he didn’t go down alone his weight leaned into Emily’s as he was to pull her down. She had unexpectantly grappled with him gaining a harsh grip on his wrist giving her the upper hand. He had to calculate and do so quickly things had to work at an unimaginable level. Tick tock tick tock, his mind throbbed as they plummeted against the floor.

*Crunch*

He rolled away though she’d retain his wrist somehow, that would be fine with him, in the fight he’d had with Kate he found a way to fight against clinging foes. Gabriel swooped with his other hand delivering an openhanded palm strike to Emily’s elbow in an attempt to loosen her grip. If successful he’d pull away and resume a boxing stance.

That was the first play of the match and still there wasn’t a clear sign on where it was headed, Gabriel had to make some leeway if he were to ever win this one. He needed more than a plan, he needed luck.

[seishounohana]

Loosen grip at the elbow? Not likely. Emily wanted this fight to end quickly. She wasn't going to let Gabriel, or anyone for the matter, get through her without difficult time.

She was going to prove to the world that she was no pushover.

Emily would try to counteract that open palm strike by bending her elbow to contract several muscles and increase the strength of her arm. There, she would then try to yank his arm forward as he fell down, taking a step back with her left foot.

She expected that the movement he made to try and hit her arm would twist his body into a way that it would and could dislocate Gabriel's forearm from where they should be.

It was interesting though, Emily hadn't been exerting the most energy in this fight. She believed she had the advantage, and she would try to keep it until the end.

[Gabriel Seran]

Emily was fast, and she used the speed to her advantage pulling away at the best moment shifting to dislocate his arm, Gabriel shifted as well to numb the incoming volt of pain jutting into his arm. Though he did release a soft groan at the tension it created in his arm. He’d use the moment swiftly not allowing her to catch him in a weak moment to roll back into her in a swift motion and punch her straight in the face, no lolly-gagging about simply straight to the point.

[seishounohana]

Emily was fast, and she used the speed to her advantage pulling away at the best moment shifting to dislocate his arm, Gabriel shifted as well to numb the incoming volt of pain jutting into his arm. Though he did release a soft groan at the tension it created in his arm. He’d use the moment swiftly not allowing her to catch him in a weak moment to roll back into her in a swift motion and punch her straight in the face, no lolly-gagging about simply straight to the point.

He was insisting that this continued on, and it would put Emily into a grave disadvantage if she raised her arms to block the attack. She would try to slam her forehead onto the punch. It was her strength against her own. She groaned a bit, and felt her head throb.

Seems like Gabriel woke her up.

She would also use her free hand to try punch him with a hook right at the gut as he twirled onto her. This fight had to end soon.

Besides, they were close together. Kinda flustering, actually.

[Gabriel Seran]

She head butted his incoming fist strike. Can someone say ouch or maybe even what the hell were you thinking? Gabriel’s fist suffered less damage though his knuckles cracked revealing traces of blood about his hand, he was thankful for boney hands. He turned up not wasting another moment to punch her again while she was recovering from his strike, though out of accordance, Emily struck him with a hook to the gut. He felt the immediate throb of pain in his diaphragm as it knocked the wind out of him.

Once his strike had either made home or miss, he’d collapse to his knees trying to regain his air, clutching inward at his stomach. They were close but no longer, he hadn’t even noticed their proximity perhaps it was the reason he let his guard down and missed that punch. Scowling he stood at a limped side.

“One more go,” He tried to bounce as a boxer but felt heavy on his limp and stood rather still instead.

[seishounohana]

Emily's head was pushed to face the side as Gabriel's fist met with Emily's right cheek. It wasn't as painful as several other attacks that she had lived though, but still a considerable amount of pain.

Ow.

And that hit to her head made her flinch a bit. Thank God for the skull being the strongest set of bones in the body. After Gabriel had collapsed to his knees, Emily jumped back. She would land around a meter and a half away from the strategist, rubbing her red cheeks.

"Did anyone ever tell you how wrong it is to hit a lady on the face?" She said, laughing.

“One more go,”

"It's the last you'll get." She said, as she dashed forward, using her light frame to get a speed advantage as she aimed a punch for Gabriel's gut with her right fist.

It should be tender still from the hit she had planted on the same area.

[Gabriel Seran]

"It's the last you'll get." She said, as she dashed forward, her fast movements were almost hard to track though being in the small encompassing area Gabriel didn’t have to guess where she’d be striking. He had to move quickly to have an effect here. It was close and he’d have to get luck on his side.

Gabriel took in a deep breath and closed his eyes for but a moment, the moment was less than a second though it could seem much longer in a situation of heightened adrenaline. In the last second Gabriel shifted out of the way and slid past Emily lifting his right leg to plant a kick in her back. With the kick he exhaled everything feeling extreme relief, everything he had was going into the kick.

[seishounohana]

Emily groaned a bit as she was kicked right at her back. It was a very strong hit, but Emily would take much more than that before she lost.

Pain? That was nothing.

Blood? She could burn it close.

She was pulled to a stop, stumbling slightly as she skid forward, her back recovering from such a hit. Heh, he was strong, but she would have to finish this. It would be almost immediately that she would jump back to her feet and smiled at Gabriel before dashing forward.

Emily would try to punch him with a hook again. Only this time, if he made the mistake of making her miss, she would use the direction she put her body into to follow that attack through with a butterfly kick for his temples.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel followed close behind Emily as he made the attack he wanted to charge forth and give Emily a grand fight though he knew he was at the end of his leash he’d only get another one or two good hits in before…

Emily swiftly shifted in his direction and aimed a fist. Gabriel wanted to take this one on, he ran at it giving a similar hook at her face with his right hand. Though hers missed…? Emily’s body came up into a twist flinging a kick similar to one he’d seen Rem do. There was too little time to deflect it or move. Gabriel was hit broadside in the face and tumbled over. His head throbbed on the ground.

“Great job,” he said in a low voice on the ground rubbing his skull, “I tap out, your victory.” He said it respectfully toward her like a brother would. He lost with a smile.