For a moment Akemi thought that her apprentice would stay on the platform with her and fish from there. Even if they were out on the water without distractions the fire slayer would still be able to use her skills to fish without having to enter the ocean. If necessary the raven-haired assassin could even go and retrieve a rod for her companion. It certainly would be interesting to see how the fiery redhead would handle an activity which required patiently waiting for a fish to bite.
Instead Nymara almost immediately jumped into the water once it was her turn to try and catch something. Akemi opened her mouth to comment, but before she could get anything out the other woman was already submerged. At least it looked like she knew how to swim and dive, Akemi sitting down on the platform with her own catch flopping about in the air, held in place by her shadow claw. She wondered how long it would take Nymara to catch a big fish if she was going all out with her magic usage.
She could feel the water quickly heating up underneath her long before the geyser erupted, the dark claw user watching with a somewhat blank expression as the sea first boiled, then exploded with an accompaniment of Nymara's voice. A particularly large fish, equal to Akemi's own catch, landed on the shadow plateau which she had constructed. Unlike her own catch, which was alive if, in dire straits, this one was completely and undoubtedly dead. In fact, Akemi was pretty sure the best word to describe it would be 'cooked'. Which was impressive, given that Nymara had achieved this within relatively little time.
"...I think we'll have to check whether this competition is catch and release only." She commented a bit dryly as Nymara seemed to be expecting some sort of praise. After all, if the fish were meant to be returned to the water after being caught the fire user's approach had made that rather difficult.
"But you did catch a big one, so good job on that." She gave a little smirk as she said that before standing up.
"Let's return to the beach and see what the judges have to say.""Hmmm... Well, I've been going along with your ideas from the start, so we might as well participate in the limbo competition as well." Akemi shrugged.
"That said, if I see you using magic of any sort while going under that bar we're immediately returning to the guild for another lesson in controlling your magic." Looking at Nymara she frowned.
"Using dragon magic means that it's a part of you, more so than most other types of magic used by humans, but you're just letting it flare up at every opportunity. If you can pass the limbo contest without using magic we can stay a bit longer to enjoy the weather." She imagined that Nymara would want to stick around until the evening, since the weather was really nice.
Reaching the coast luckily it turned out that killing the fish didn't disqualify them, so once again they managed to get away with it. Which meant that Nymara was now three for three on winning every competition she'd been part of. If she kept going like that other people on the beach might not want to participate in any further events.
"Since you have to finish that fish I'll go first." Akemi had thrown her own fish back into the ocean, but Nymara would have to eat what she'd grilled. Waiting for her turn to come around Akemi stretched a little bit, looking decidedly unbothered by the challenge ahead. If there was anything which should come easily to her, it should be flexibility and balance. Which was the core of limbo, so she highly doubted anyone could beat her if they weren't using magic to float above the ground or something.
Once it was her turn Akemi stepped forward, placing the bar as low as the setup would allow. Since this was an official event they had two poles to rest the bar on. With onlookers clapping and egging her on, some of them expecting her to fail and others wanting to watch her succeed, Akemi took a breath before dropping herself so low that if she went any lower her head would be brushing against the sand. The posture might be a bit obscene, and more than one onlooker seemed to suddenly have different priorities, but the raven-haired woman didn't care as she skillfully made her way underneath the bar.
There was a moment of uncertainty as she realized that the bar was so low that her breasts might actually get in the way. Adjusting her balance and curving her back allowed her to just pass it, her hair dragging along the ground behind her. Only when she'd no longer have to worry about her hair touching the bar or something did she straighten up, hand going through her hair to make sure no sand was caught in it as she ignored the cheers and walked back towards her apprentice.
"Your turn. I'll be watching you closely, so don't mess up."- Current Appearance:
Height: 5'7" (170cm)
WC: 865
PWC: 3,570
TWC: 6,545/4,000
(Completed)@Nymara