Clash! Viola v. Yugi

So far, the day was faltering by adequately. Desolated from the boisterous chatter of familiarity in emblem marks, and situated pleasantly in the cushioned chair of a fairly engaged restaurant, she engrossed herself in the entrancing plate of donuts before her. Ah, yes, donuts. An object of favor that assembled shudders of pure bliss to erupt down the spine with each munch she took, content while even coiled around conversing strangers who peered at her alien-like being. But, even she were oblivious to the whispering words and gaping eyes, thoughts envoked with nothing more than sweets and the indication of home as she ventured futher into each and every bite. 

Although, that did not last. Footsteps neared, drawing out her senses as the acute ears jerked in counter to the sudden feel of sorcery that casually made it's way presicely in direction to the table. But, the dragon did not expose any recognition of dismay to the power that gratified her flesh, regularity continuing with bare chews and brief hesitation as a voice crumbled the attention, uncommon gems of amethyst stone steering to meet.. a foot?

There was no time to revert the attack, the immense power of a mer kick caused the range around her to fracture, delicate frame shattering against the firm wall that busted from the force of her propelled body. Pieces of wall, and other structure crowded around her, gloved hands casually urging her to kneel upward in an expression of not pain, but mer rarity. "Huh?" she didn't even have the grasp on words to respond to this strangers sudden questioning. The pair of Lamia Scale wizards tumbling back like no more than light pieces of paper through the abrupt current of power that coursed among the town. Source of such destruction emitting from none other than the male, a face of innocence never departing her features. 

"..Yugi?" the name drew a blank void of white from within her thoughts, looking at him almost befuddled with this aimless entrance, "..Never heard of you." she mused, arising onto her feet as another display was brought into reality, straining her shoulders as indigo tinted hues extended at the hefty walls of flames. Her darkened cape rattled against the power, beads of sweat forming from the mer heat as they shifted so quickly that there was doubt to any observer that the youthful girl would not make it out of there alive. But, like a flash of light, slender legs arched, pulsating against the broken ground as she forced her way upward, barely missing the fluctating flames that instead, embraced structure of homes instead. "What have I gotten myself into?" to herself, she whispered this mid-air, flawlessly landing on firm earth once more as this Yugi character.. began to run away? 

"Does he think he can get away from me?" laughter, the dragon was ammused by this game, no delay in her movements as she pursued behind him, additionally dashing along wooden roof as the conclusion of Hargeon became an eventually closer view. With a leap, her feet landed against the railing of the tracks, cautiously peering at the male who but evidently taunted her to lunge toward him in obvious need for brawl. "Uuun, but.. The only one who will be getting hurt.. is you~!" and with that, she impended into battle, a beam illuminating features with nothing more than distinct restlessness written among her. 

❚ WORDS 569 - ❚ TAGS @Yugi - ❚ NOTES Bleh, crappy post /sweats

The wind that snapped reinforced the push of gravity, inclining her to her limits of speed as the ground beneath her feet fractured with each singular step. Every second that tumbled along the ticking clock of time gathered overwhelming elation that painted her gentle features of youth, the currents of air emitting from her dashing figure in dusts of faint white as the male abruptly tumbled to the ground, tools of action split. That's something you don't see everyday! she mused, mentally fitting into laughter before the solid crown of a head buffeted into her jaw. If she hadn't been nearing so forcefully, the skull of another likely wouldn't have been as bad against her own form, yet, blood cascaded from her mouth in small bits.

But, that alone would not halt the dragon, her neck craning forward as the lunge intended to lash against her face sweeped over her head - a second one casually coming. Range of proximity advised her without delay, urging upward as her gloved hands crossed over, feeble arms embracing the kick as she accelerated back, spewing dust with her feet and hardly faltering against the structure of tracks. "Peh.. He's really strong." spoken aloud, a smile widened along pinkish lips at the words that curled off her tongue, indulged in another fascination as the second spell of magic was reunited to her eyes, clothed fingers tumbling from her chest and back to the safety of side.

Eruptions of flame bursted toward her, figure venturing forth once more as she effortlessly surged from left to right, expressed as direct but eventually missed hits each and everytime. The heat was hefty enough to blaze the flesh of a regular human, regardless of presice landing or not, but, the dragon's boiling blood emitted enough heat through her system that she could hardly feel the layers of flesh that reddened mildly from flames like sun. Through the haze of crimson flames and a dusty air, the attack suddenly unraveled into something else, elfish years twitching against the audible sound of running as Yugi was percieved mid-air. 

Just as she was about to accompany him, the ground beneath her feet tremored as if the earth it's self were shivering in counter to being suddenly chily. The dragon nearly shattered from her balance as a rather broad structured fire hand seized through the surface and glided hesitantly through the tracks, belting her into the air as she steered in recognition to meet.. another foot. 

Descending in force, her body vanished into a bed of ruby as the ground broke against her body, assembling a grand cloud of dust. For a few passing seconds, through the mass of glazed air, she could distinctly catch sound of his voice, mocking her from afar. The sheet unvieled eventually, exposing her as she layed their on her back, situated once more in pieces of broken track and ground. Patches of burns were seperated among her figure as she blinked at the male, clearly bewildered. Even after such a strike, the girl never formed any expression of pain or anguish. "Ahh! Geez, you talk too much! I barely have any time to comprehend what you're saying!" a large sigh, she casually stood to her feet again, "But, I'm not an elf.. if thats what you're so desperately trying to figure out here." a pause, that childish smile resumed to play along her lips as she braced for battle again, "Let's see how willing you are to see the real me! Yugi-san~." the dragon was taunting him, arised rigidly as if she hadn't even been striked by the mage at all, ameythst hues eyeing another pair merrily. 

❚ WORDS 612 - ❚ TAGS @Yugi - ❚ NOTES Meh

She was alarmed by his remark, the genuine sincerity written against his features arrayed a form of sweat along her fore-head, carefully eyeing his rather composed movements with intruigued orbs of indigo tone. Instead of pooling the atmosphere with her regular banter of eternal chatter, she conceded to let the male vocalize instead, situating her clothed hands rigidly onto her hips as she witnessed his speech intently. The semblance of magical energy that whirled hesitantly around him sent a shiver along her impaired flesh, breathless by the sudden diversity that unravled along his form, anything but human. 

What is he planning? she queried to herself, ostensibly diverted by this sudden steering in events as a blink faltered, and then, he was gone. It was as if the air had inhaled him whole, desolating her in muted silence as the display of scenery spanned out lengthily before her. But, then that voice came, humming a tone of words into her ear as if he were exposing expressional kindness, the acute knee boosting her up into the air as she clenched her teeth in strain the nerves of muscle screaming along her back and rattling her spine fiercely. 

The frame of body felt unactive mid air, disabling her from action as another buffet of firey fist launched her even further into the ceaseless sky of blue. She didn't even have the enclosure of time to counter any of his attacks, thrashing her back and forth like a feather light soccer-ball as his conclusion ended with her sailing toward the ground. Blood was flavoured against her taste-buds, tumbling down the corner of her lips as she readied for the secondary impact of solid earth today. Closer and closer, half-liidded eyes inclined into sealing shut, but, oppositely widened instead. Rigid surface never confronted her skull, mildly tilting upward to see the flipped world view of her opponent who was notably grappling her with his inhuman tail of raven night. 

She was dazed by his questioning again, only blinking in reply as the colour of crimson dusted along his features, grasp of tail around her ankle detaching as she then debarked uncomfortably onto her head and then her back with a abrupt thud. What a fickle guy.. she mused, inclining upward to lean against her arse and gradually, onto her feet. His back faced her, and he stumbled on with his blundering and rather disheartening words as she gaped at him like some befuddled child. "Break?" there was no way she would simply snap like some frail twig, regardless of her delicate appeal, her very being was made for the endurance of lasting in battle. An irritated expression unraveled along her emotions of confusion as gloved hands that once dangled loosely, balled together, firmly into fists. 

A thought crossed her mind, a random, yet vivid image that assembled briefly at the back of her mind. Viola herself was aware of the magic that sheltered itself within her form, yet, there was no knowledge of callings or lore about what it even was. Evidently, it was wind, but that didn't really explain anything to her in the slightest. "Sora no Akuma.." a pause, broad formations of alluring white wind started to whirl around her hands, fulgurating violently, "...no Tebukuro!" the wind pulsated with power, booted feet urging so immensely against the ground, that before the male had the counter to react, a fist of fleeting magic met the side of his face. 

❚ WORDS 577 - ❚ TAGS @Yugi - ❚ NOTES Meh

Her tool clashed against his face, bone urged against bone as he lastly savored the anguish that reasoned as no more than curiousty. Dust vomitted into the air, meddling with the clarity of stainless breathing, as feet rooted to the broken ground in evident shock. "Huh..? What did I..?" blundering, a crown of alluring green tilted down, engaged in the hands that caged themselves in such unlikely magical power. The calling just in the past of time came to her almost simply, like reviewing it off the page of a book. So effortlessly. It was the humming of tune that came to her randomly. The voice of another was the only thing that seized her attention once more, chin raising upward to clash against his infuriated eyes. 

There was no insight on what he vocaled. As regularity, she was no more than a muddled child, blinking at him with such innocence in the void of amethyst that it was astonishing she had not liberated just yet. Book of Zeref? What the hell is that? This is where memory loss did not aid in the thoughts of the dragon. A sigh gradually nearing again. "Geez! If you wanted to know what I was, all you had to do was ask!" she rattled her head, lengthy locks of lime green swaying along the movements as her eyes closed in brief drag of disappointment. Immediateley she peered at him again, pinkish lips alifting into a smile, "Although, even if I told you, I don't think you'd believe me anyway!" meager laughter tumbled from her throat, flares of indigio steering to glance in another direction, "It'd be nice though.." she mused, the wind embracing her lowered voice as she perceived his words again. 

"Viola.. Viola Purefoy.. At least, I think thats who I am anyway.." sheepishly a gloved hand confronted the nape of her neck, disconcerted that she had no recognition as to who she really was. It was a frustration she attempted to avert whenever she could, just like the rest of the tasks that somehow meddled into her life. "What?" the hand descended back to her side, fluttering lashes of raven stunned by his second introduction, "Your brother was apart of the Magic Council!? That's amazing!" kneeling forward like a restless child, she comically presumed, "Just imagine.. speaking to the whole country.. Let us try to increase the usage of donut shops and.. ramen! No! Just food in general!" making a series of gestures, the mer display of dream in her mind made her laugh mutedly to herself, shuddering abruptly into reality to sweep away the sudden mood as she twisted in direction to smile lightly to him once again. 

"Yugi.. It doesn't really matter to me, how many demons you created, how many mistakes you made.. I've learned not to judge people on their past mistakes, no matter how bad they may have been.. a pause, her arms folded neatly behind her back, "After all, I too, have made many mistakes.. So.." the wind assembled to hands in shades of white, arms shifting to her side as she bounded toward him with emitting bliss gleaming along her eyes, tightened fist hoisted to strike the identical spot again. "Lets not end this battle now!" with a merry exclamation, the collision was seconds from impact. 

❚ WORDS 553 - ❚ TAGS @Yugi - ❚ NOTES Handing you some feels