[DUEL] Roxas | Potato

Quincy laid back in her waiting area surrounded by large sweaty men getting ready for their fight in the tournament that was taking place. She wore her regular hooded red jacket and black shorts. Her gloved hands clenched behind her head as she relaxed wit ha smile on her face. She whistled a tune as the men worked out and basically measured each other to see how much they were compensating.

A few moments later her name was called to face her opponent. She stood up and a man knocked her down without even paying attention to the little girl, not even acknowledging that he knocked her down. She got up and brushed her rear off with her gloved hands and scowled, too bad the rules say you cannot fight people who aren't your scheduled opponent. So she pushed past him with a scowl burned into her face and she stepped into the arena ten meters away from her opponent.

She looked at his dramatic display of entering the arena and cracked her neck and got into an orthodox boxers stance. Her legs moving in an irregular pattern and her eyes locked on her opponent. "Your move blondie." She spoke waiting for the ref to give the go on the fight. "Both fighters are in position? Ready?! Fight!" And with the sound from the ref she lunged forwards with a fist angled right towards the opponents jaw and a leg ready to jump back if he were to aim for her head.

A hooded female entered the stage, taking with it, the eyes of everyone who sees the minuscule monstrosity, a little figure that everyone would underestimate. Roxas, on the other hand, knew that judging from size alone would be his downfall. Furthermore, he's one to take on a more chivalrous manner, respecting his opponent as they are needed to be respected. If the physical appearance of someone seemed to be rather big, no one was simply allowed to jump to conclusions that they're slow. Likewise, in the case that a person would come to, a person of a smaller body build like this once, no one was allowed to judge from the cover of the book and immediately assume that the person would not deal much damage regarding to physical attributes.

Roxas had gotten all he needed to, which was absolutely nothing. Not even her name or number. It upset the man, but he took the news without a single frown. After all, they came to simply braw and duke it out, nothing more and nothing less. The blonde battler arched his eyes as the battle began, having the cougar fast Quincy (a name unbeknownst to Roxas) charging towards him. It was thanks to the fact that he had prepared before the fight itself began. She sprang at speeds of 37.5 meters, reaching Roxas in no less than 0.26 seconds. However, with reaction timing of 0.1 second, he simply shifted his hand guarding his face upward, blocking the blow completely. With this, the blonde brute grabbed her hand in his whilst spending 0.3 seconds to bring his other hand the her arm, grabbing the midsection of it. With his grip intact, by the 1 second mark, Roxas had brought the woman into the air and down upon the ground. One thing was in check, she was lighter than he would have assumed. With her on the ground, having taken a C-Rank slam, Roxas only backed up to the 10 meter mark away from her once more. This action took a total of 0.6 seconds. What else would she throw at him?

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HP: 100%

The position of the two have basically switched places, still 10 meters from each other, 20 meters from the sides of the arena they're facing, 10 meters of the back to the arena.

Given the flip connects successfully, Quincy takes 5% damage.

Within not even one tenth of a second of being on the ground Quincy returned into a different fighting stance where her hands were low to her sides and her legs solid in the ground. "That is the only chance you are getting." The next few moments weren't even visible to most of the audience, though the announcer and the man she was fighting probably saw an afterimage of her movements. What looked like her slowly stepping towards her opponent was her getting ready to go into her blood lust, one that most didn't recover from.

Though in reality she was right in the face of the man. so to say due to her height. Within 0.005 seconds she threw a punch right into his gut, followed by one to his kidneys and a sweep of the leg designed to drop the man into the floor as she was slammed. If the sweep was successful she would slam both fists into the ground right on his chest to knock the wind out of him. And before it set the one second mark she was already three meters back in the fighting position she was already in. Her eyes stay fixed on the man and her face stayed un-moving, the seriousness in her eyes ready to kill someone, though she was holding back. The tournament did not permit death matches and those were exactly on what she was raised on. If she were ready she would have used her strength to reverse the flip she was given.
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HP 95%

Each hit should do 10% damage given the rank difference.

As soon as the girl jumped up, unfazed, Roxas knew something was the matter. Surely that slam had to do more damage than she let on! But within 0.1 seconds had she arrived back on her feet, speed unlike any other. As soon as she was given the ability to bring herself to her feet, she would, without a doubt, come at Roxas. At least, that's what the man would've done if he was in her given situation. Assuming that much, Roxas calculated her speed would be just as fast. In theory, he was correct and she did come at him, reaching him at 0.26 seconds. However, her plan to inflict any physical blows towards the blondie would not prove to prevail. For the very moment she reached him, all she would see is a wave of fire engulfing her body. These flames would push Quincy back five meters, dust in the way to limit her sight. Following her and the dust wave was Roxas, who also hitched a ride via the explosion, grabbing her neck with his legs and flipping her before sending her to the floor.



What had happened since the explosion? Before the brawl even began, Roxas had his Balls hooked his belt loop. The very moment that she reached him, he detonated the magical weapon, the splash damage hurting her with C-Rank damage all the while knocking her back 5 meters. The explosion would bring up quite a dust devil, using that to limit her vision while his lineage would allow him to see perfectly and react just as perfectly. In the midst of being knocked back, Roxas was always ahead of her by a couple inches, as he was affected first by the explosion. As a result, he would prove to be behind Quincy as soon as 5 meters were reached, using his feet to wrap around her neck and flip her, forcing her skid a meter or so and kissing the ground once more. In total, Quincy would take C-Rank from the explosion and C-Rank from the other flip.



Once this action had been completed, Roxas hopped back 5 meters (0.3 seconds) went back to his original position, awaiting to counter act her blows once more. Logically speaking, her speed enhanced her physical prowess, so in the case that she would land a blow, that could very much be the end of the joust. He could not let it end like so.

HP: 100%

With that move, Roxas moved the Quincy back to the very middle of the arena. The two contestants stand at 5 meter away from each other.

Unless there are any other things that come in between, I'll have Quincy take 10% damage in total.

Roxas' Balls