Olivia
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Post by Olivia on Mar 3, 2018 18:43:10 GMT -6
Thread PL is 124
The late afternoon rush had begun to die down. Where before, visitors to the gym had been occupying the machines after work, few remained while the crew cleaned up. The more focused classes were beginning to let out, as the soft light of the setting sun seeped in through the eastern-facing windows. Some stragglers still remained, however: few finishing or even beginning their daily routines, and others conversing with one another or the staff.
Olivia was one such staff member, cleaning the room where she had previously been teaching her martial arts class. It was only a beginner's course, incorporating nothing of the more advanced styles she knew, but it paid the bills. Her students ranged widely in their ages, some still children who were more interested in learning to fight than in the spiritual portion of what she tried to teach. She was positive that those few eggs would come around eventually, however, even as she saw the same behavior in a few of the adults from today's lessons.
That wasn't what was on her mind, though. As she carried the small bin filled with a used washcloth and dirtied water, Olivia glanced through several open doorways at the public ring owned by the gym. Typically, it was used for wrestlers or boxers, and sometimes for formal matches involving the sports, but today, she had asked to use it for her own means. The corner poles had been removed, and the ropes with them, leaving only the mat in the center of the room. One wall had been replaced with windows recently, allowing passerby from the street to see inside with the intent to lure more members into the gym. The others all shared the blue and grey color scheme of the rest of the building.
"That should be it," she spoke aloud to the few other employees in the reception area, while she set the water-filled bin down with the rest of the cleaning supplies. As she stood, she grabbed a clean washcloth from the counter to wipe the last hour's sweat and grime from her face... and some other places. With a soft sigh for the job done, she made for the changing room at the back of the building, far from prying eyes. "Remember: Saiyan with purple hair. Send her to the ring when she gets here."
For the few minutes that it took her to change out of her uniform, Olivia thought again about what had happened just a few days earlier. What had begun as a simple trip to the park had introduced her to Banzo and Lily, who revealed a possible invasion of the Earth by the Arcosians. That was why she had reserved the ring, and invited Lily to meet her at work. Sure, she was good enough to teach her martial art to others, but she had never been in an actual fight before. The most dangerous thing she'd ever done? It might've been stopping that mugger, but a conventional firearm and an invading force were far from similar.
So, she took her place in the middle of the ring, dressed in the colors of her Order. The Wushu style uniform would be familiar to Lily, with its yellow-orange color scheme, though the outfit was obviously less worn than what she'd sported at the park. It didn't feel right to ask someone to spar and not wear something respectful, not in this situation.
With little to do but wait, Olivia began to practice her form. With large, slow movements, she practically danced across the matted floor, and her ki slowly bent to her will and joined her smooth motions.
Lily
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Post by Lily on Mar 3, 2018 21:23:50 GMT -6
Power Level: 200
It was odd to receive a more formalized invitation to spar, but this one had Lily fairly excited. Up until now she had been bombarded by either randomly assigned challengers or chance encounters. This time she was arriving to fight someone who was, or at least felt like, her equal. The young half-Saiyan stood outside for a moment to confirm she had the right gym before stepping inside. It was a bright and clean location which was much better maintained than Misuji's gym, not that the quality was that important for a spar. She stepped up to the counter while looking around, but before she could even ask they directed her to where Olivia would be waiting. She stepped into the large room while looking around where she noticed the martial artist was already in the ring. The woman was gracefully practicing her technique while waiting, so Lily hurried along to the edge of the mat. "I hope I didn't keep you waiting," she greeted Olivia cheerfully, pulling her jacket off and setting it neatly at the edge of the ring. She stepped up to the edge of the mat while stretching her bandage-wrapped arms. She was sore, sure, but getting to spar with Olivia was going to be a highlight of her week for sure. I am glad you invited me though. I'm ready to start as soon as you want to, just come at me." With that, she took her bracing stance, letting her Ki start to build up as she watched Olivia with a curious intensity. |
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Olivia
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Post by Olivia on Mar 4, 2018 17:12:03 GMT -6
She hadn't been practicing for long before Lily showed. Seconds after the Saiyan had announced her presence, Olivia finished her current form with her back to the woman, and composed herself before turning around to greet her sparring partner.
"Thanks for comin'-" She had begun to strike up a pre-match conversation with the woman, but judging by the readied stance the Saiyan had adopted, she was prepared to begin their fight immediately. With a small grin, Olivia offered her own small response while offering a deep, respectful bow, "Of course." Her posture and mannerisms changed before she had even the opportunity to stand.
As she lifted her head, Olivia assumed a strangely relaxed posture. Her shoulders slumped dramatically as her back hunched, and her legs bent at odd angles that kept her perpetually moving just to keep her balance. Her arms, wavering in the air in front of her as though she lacked the ability to hold them steady, bent so that they were crooked and wrapped around an invisible person pressed against her. The most iconic detail of her form, however, was the hands; one hand was bound tightly, as though balancing a small, shallow cup between the fingers and thumb, and the other drawn loosely, as though trying in vain to hold on to the neck of a large bottle of sloshing liquor.
As the first of her forms finished, she seemingly lost her balance and tilted forward a great deal, almost touching the ground with her cup holding hand as the other rose in tandem far behind her, along with one crooked leg. When she rose a second later, she staggered to the side, almost seeming to be lead by her hips in comical fashion. However, the secret that she hid behind the performance was her slow circling of the Saiyan, as unfocused eyes sought the first point of attack.
Several seconds later, she attacked. With uneven, frantic steps -some even taken on only the balls of her feet, she paved her chaotic path towards the woman, poised to strike with her bottled hand, only to stumble... then fall to the side. Catching herself with the shoulder and elbow of her cupped arm, her body bent and twisted to bring one leg swiftly into the Saiyan's belly, then again up and at the inside of her arm, where it sought to divide her defenses. With any luck, her raised foot was in position to sharply change direction, where it would drive its heel into the side of the woman's head.
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Post by Lily on Mar 4, 2018 20:52:26 GMT -6
The young woman raised a quizzical eyebrow as Olivia took her fighting stance, if you could call it that. Once the other woman began moving around the half-Saiyan clued in that she was mimicking a drunk person. Lily didn't believe she was actually drunk, considering how deliberately she had taken the stance, but it was hard to following her motions. It was an impressive display she thought, but figuring out how Olivia was going to approach at this point was difficult. All she could do was watch carefully so she could hopefully defend whatever strikes were throw at her.
Then the drunken-styled fighter moved in into a low stumble which had Lily instinctively guard her side, only to have the woman's foot planted squarely in her gut. She staggered back, winded, bringing her arms up to her head to protect from the kick to the head. Olivia's heel caught her in the wrist as the blow knocked her sideways. The half-Saiyan decided to follow the blow and rolled with it, tumbling clear of the martial artist, landing in a low crouch holding her stomach. She had completely misread the woman's intent with her attack which had Lily relatively concerned.
"My turn!" she shouted as she sprung up into a dash. The ring was fairly small, not exactly the half-Saiyans preferred arena, but it was something she was going to have to get better at. She charged in close to feint a punch before leaping into the air, flying overhead with a forward spin to bring her heel down sharply. She didn't know how to attack the woman's unorthodox fighting style, so she was going to have to try a bunch of different things. The aerial heel strike would at least give her a sense of what Olivia could do.
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Olivia
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Post by Olivia on Mar 4, 2018 21:35:07 GMT -6
Though her third kick had found a solid target, it wasn't the one she had intended. As the Saiyan tumbled away from her and reoriented herself at the far side of the ring, so too did Olivia continue to roll with her own momentum and that of her final kick. With both shoulders briefly touching the floor at once, she rolled and bound back to her feet, deftly raising herself again before spinning around to face her opponent. More due to habit than intent, she had assumed a more classical form before realizing her mistake and shifting her weight back into her previous style.
She realized just how much of a difference there was between herself and Lily when the woman had charged at her, however. Her eyes strained to catch up and keep track of the Saiyan's position and movements, and if it weren't for how straightforward and simple they ultimately were, she might've been unable to react at all in any meaningful way.
As the tailed woman spun and plummeted towards her, Olivia shifted her weight forward and pushed off, seeming to allow herself to merely fall out of the way of the falling axe kick. Holding herself aloft with only the palms of her hands touching the floor, she quickly reeled in her legs to avoid being landed upon, and felt every muscle and tendon from her core to her hamstrings tighten. Like a snake unwinding itself to strike, she kicked out with both legs, unable to aim well but positive she would strike the woman in the back or thighs, at the very least.
For that moment and that moment only, a large surge of power came from the woman's ebb and flow of energy. No matter how large the wave, however, it did crash, and again returned to the ocean. |
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Post by Lily on Mar 13, 2018 5:03:23 GMT -6
As her falling heel strike slammed sharply in the ground where Olivia had once stood, the half-Saiyan knew what would be coming next. No sooner had the woman weaved out of the way did two feet bluntly slam into Lily's back, causing her to fall forward. She rolled with the blow as she touched down on the ground and sprung around using her flight to better adjust herself. It was going to be more difficult to spar with Olivia since the strange martial artist had such flowing movements that made it hard to land a hit. Especially for the inexperienced fighter.
Ignoring the pain in her lower back for now with gritted teeth, Lily launched forward after her sparring partner with fists raised. She pulled back her right arm and with a mighty twist of her torso she launched a powerful right punch. But it seemed obviously that the woman would try to weave out of the way, so with her punch barely finished her body shifted gears and her left arm shot out to try and follow the martial artist's movements. Hit confirmation was not going to matter though, as she followed it with another right.
And another left.
And another right.
Left and right punches continued to rain out as she tried now to overwhelm the woman with a barrage of blows.
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Olivia
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Post by Olivia on Mar 13, 2018 17:48:45 GMT -6
With the force of her kick against Lily, Olivia rolled forward and sprung back to her feet once more. She quickly spun around just in time to see her sparring partner leaping back to her own stable position. With much greater speed than before, she returned to her form, balancing precariously atop one leg while her hands were poised to guard.
With hardly a moment to breathe, the Saiyan charged at her again with another direct attack. However, unlike the previous axe kick, this one was much more simplified, and the white-haired woman struggled to keep up with the flurry of fists thrown in her direction. The first punch was the most easy to deflect, as she targeted the inside of the Saiyan's arm to push the limb away. The second struck heavily against her collarbone, however, and the third, as well. As she tried desperately to roll away from the rain of fists, her opponent would hit the other side of her body, canceling out any momentum she might've had to take advantage of.
For the first few seconds, Olivia panicked and allowed herself to be pinned down by the alien's assault. Her relaxed posture stiffened briefly, but as soon as she remembered her training, her body went into action to properly defend. The ocean's tide returned in full force, and staggered back steps carried the woman to relative safety. However, she returned into the reach of the Saiyan almost immediately, using one swift, twisting arm to catch the latest throw and entrap it against her side. Her other hand struck out in rapid succession, using its knuckles to target the softer tissue of Lily's throat and abdomen again and again.
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