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Post by Onihime Ketsu on Dec 16, 2015 23:02:27 GMT
She had been summoned. The word had come to headquarters that Onihime was to meet Seichko in the field and such an order was one the blonde did not hesitate to fill. Seichko had been on a mission of her own for the past several days, away from their base and out of direct contact. That alone had been a downer for Oni, the distance and lack of information on her commander’s whereabouts had her rather anxious. When she had been told of the new request she had thanked all the gods she could think of, regardless of what pantheon they might belong to. In truth she believed in powers greater than herself, many witnessed in her states of euphoria, but to decide on just one seemed asinine.
Besides, above all else, she believed in Seichko. Before two years ago she had known little of the woman beyond what her role was in the syndicate. Of course her take over had changed everything and since then she had only grown to admire her new boss. A powerful woman, both physically and mentally, the loyalty that Onihime exuded was well earned. One did not run a powerful syndicate without the respect of others, not for long at least.
Below her the harsh wilderness stretched for miles, dirt and rocks dominating the landscape that was the Western Frontier. People lived here, many of them, yet barely any of them held any significance at all. Perhaps it was due to her tortured upbringing, but Onihime held little stock in life that was of no value to her organization. From a young age she had learned people were expendable and with nothing to gain from the average citizen beyond the income they might provide the syndicate, not a one was worth more than the other. Such a view was most definitely convoluted and Seichko herself might disagree with it, but there was a reason Oni would never be in charge if, gods forbid, anything ever happen to Seichko.
Senses reached out to scan the landscape as she searched for the whole reason she had travelled out in this heat. With a power level over three thousand; the boss was impossible to miss, even at great distances. Never mind the fact that Onihime knew the feel of the other woman’s signature as well as her own. When she felt it the blonde kicked into overdrive. The drugs in her system allowed her to move faster than most as she pushed herself to the extreme. From below she appeared similar to a small rocket, a trail of low lying clouds left in her wake as she soared across the sky. It wasn’t long before the tiny dot that was Seichko came into view; the sight brought a wide smile to the girl’s face.
A shift of her flight angle aimed her towards the spot where Seichko waited. Oni’s descent was quick, but she landed softly with several steps added to absorb the momentum her flight had gained. With a wide smile still plastered across her face she dips into a bow once she stood before the other female. ”Seichko-sama. You required my assistance?” As she rose back to an upright position, the expression she wore was a rather girlish one. A normal woman might show such excitement when going shopping or when brought on a nice date. All Onihime needed to be in such a mood was Seichko’s presence.
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Post by Seichko on Dec 16, 2015 23:09:11 GMT
God the wastelands where something no one could get used to. The barren fields in which she resided, where not to far away from the forest on the other side of the mountains. Even as the sun decided to drop down below the horizon, it was still showing it’s dominance in this remote region. It’s rays beating down on her black suit, which was trapping the heat inside. It felt as if she was wearing a portable heater inside of everything. Shaking her head slightly, the young womans normally white hair, was a grey color because of her sweat. Instead of flying around the place, she had decided that she would walk. Something about the soft sand under her feet, brought her back to the stories she read when she was smaller. Though... thinking on it now Seichko had sent word for Onihime to meet her, and that had been a while ago. Seichko knew that a message sent through the chains would take at least a day or two to reach the other young woman. Suddenly her senses began to pick up on something heading towards her. The power belonged to only one person, simply as it was distorted a little bit.
Judging at the rate Onihime was traveling, the young blonde would be here any moment. A soft smile came across Seichko’s face. This blonde girl had always claimed to be one of her strongest subordinates, and all she could say was that was true. Not once had Onihime failed her, in fact it seemed that the blonde child would do anything that Seichko suggested. Letting a small laugh escape from her lips, the earthen woman reached up removing her black top. Setting it down on a nearby rock, she practiced a few punches. The reason she brought Onihime here, was to show her she didn’t need to rely on those medicines that she was constantly taking. But the blonde claimed that it was to be strong enough for Seichko... As thoughtful as it was, the girl was slowly killing herself. The constant injections would cause her body to build a immunity to the drugs. Making her slowly becoming dependent on them.
In the hazy distant the heat waves where revealing something, it was the young girl heading this way at a steady rate. She wasn’t flying to high, in fact it was probably good, the current powers she was sensing around this area... Well it would be better for her to hide her own strength for the mean time. As Onihime approached she would see her boss in something different for once. The woman who was normally clad in her black suit, was still in her slacks, but right now only had a black tank top on... Which left little to the imagination to figure out. Suddenly the sand around her began to kick up slightly as the blonde landed, with almost a hop in her step. A giant smile was plastered upon the girls face. It almost made the tall woman laugh a bit. Though the hoping was probably her trying to slow down her descent. The girls voice was almost one that could be mistaken for pure happiness when she spoke to Seichko. Even though she had been summoned all the way out her.
Then suddenly the girl bowed to her, and Seichko just shook her own head... How many times has she told Onihime to never bow to her... They where on equal ground. Though she couldn’t help but let a small smile cross her lips as she reached down with her real arm patting the girls head slightly, and giving it a small rub as you’d do with a child. Seichko often did that to subordinates, being as she stood at six foot three. “Well, it’s nice to see that you got here so fast Oni... Though I will say that is dangerous, in my time over here, I’ve sensed several powers around here, that are stronger than myself. It tells me that I have slacked off in my training.” Seichko’s words where sincere. As the woman was only around to protect those that depended on her. Countless times, she had to fight off the other syndicates, or the remnants of the organization she had over thrown and destroyed. Pulling her hand away from Oni’s head the white haired woman reached down pulling out a cigarette bringing it up to her mouth lighting it.
“So the reason I brought you out here...” Seichko said before letting out a long breathe, trailed by the long grey trail of smoke raising into the air. The black cigarette’s tip glowing as if it was a small wooden ember. “Is for you to finally see what my training is like. You’re going to be a part of it starting from now on.” The young woman let a small smile come to her face as she pointed up with her mechanical arm at the cigarette in her mouth. “I want you, to try and take this from me. The moment you can you’ll win. But it’s a no hold bars fight. Meaning that anything can happen. From kicking, to scratching, to biting, and to anything else you can think off. Even pile driving a cooch with your foot.” Waiting a moment to let another small breathe of air out, the small smoke trail rose into the sky. She knew it would take a bit more incentive for her to get Onihime to actually try to take the cigarette away from her. Getting down in a small boxer like position, her fist raised lightly. “And if you succeed in taking the cigarette from me... Then, I’ll allow you to do whatever you want with me for a day. Regardless of what it is.” A small smile across her face.
Though even she brought Onhime here for training... It wasn't until she saw for her own eyes, that there was people out there that could destroy this planet without a moments hesitation. Most of the businesses, peoples home, their lives... Everything had been stripped away in the invasion... Oh well it wasn't something Seichko could stop... But what she could do was get strong enough to protect the rest of those around her. Hell, she couldn't do it alone even if she wanted to, that's why she needed Oni. The girl could keep up with her, and if they started training together, the two of them could possibly become strong enough to protect their organization... Well, they'd have to rebuild it now, due to everything being destroyed during the last invasion. All that was left, had been Seichko's own personal house... That had been turned into the HQ for the time being.
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Post by Onihime Ketsu on Dec 17, 2015 0:15:50 GMT
Oni would bow forever and always. Regardless of their equal standing within their little organization, the shorter girl felt as if she owed something to Seichko. The world she had known was a dark one with no real future in it and Seichko saved her. Before that day she had never realized she needed saving. That alone was enough for Onihime to pay her respects going forward, no matter how long the two spent together. Of course paying respect to the other woman did not mean she was going to grovel or put on an act when around her, No, Oni was always herself.
”I made all haste when I heard you required my assistance.” The signatures that Seichko spoke of had not gone completely unnoticed by the blonde as she flew, they had simply been ignored. Much had gone down on Earth as of recent, the fighting that had broken out proving to people like Onihime and Seichko, that while they were strong compared to the average individual, there were those with devastating strength in this universe. Apparently the boss felt the same way for training was the purpose of her summons. The blonde was glad she had chosen to take several uppers before heading out; they would be of use in combat.
Eyes drifted to the cigarette as the objective was made simple and clear, even if the actual task itself was a challenge. Oni knew Seichko was as quick as she was strong, no doubt more so than herself. Thankfully she had numerous drugs in her system that could make up that difference. Already having offered a nod to show that she understood, she waited patiently for the other female to take another drag. A no rules setting was fine and when Seichko shifted into her stance Oni was about to make a casual lunge for the burning stick when the boss’s words gave her pause.
“And if you succeed in taking the cigarette from me... Then, I’ll allow you to do whatever you want with me for a day. Regardless of what it is.”
Was she serious? The way her heart leapt in her chest was unlike any reaction she had ever experienced even when counting the countless drugs introduced to her body over the years. Did Seichko really realize what she was offering? Did she know about how Onihime felt? From across the sand it was obvious now that Seichko had the girl’s full attention. If she had wanted to see what Oni was truly capable of, she had played the perfect card to draw it out.
The smiled on her face curled into a playful grin, but behind that grin her soft eyes held a hard determination. With a shrug of her shoulders the leather jacket she often wore slid down her arms before being tossed aside. Left in a tank top herself, the metal dog tags she often sported glinted clearly on her chest. Between the two women who were about to square off the tank tops they both had on is where the similarities ended. Seichko had taken a boxers stance, showing control and planning while Onihime’s awkward shift made it appear as if she was going to turn and run.
"I shall not disappoint you Seichko-sama"
Her strange stance was just that, a strange stance. Over the years the training she received had been adapted, altered to fit her own personal tastes. Many fighters stuck to styles and stances, but not Oni. Instead she fought with a mixture of often erratic and seemingly random movements. In part that is exactly what they were, designed to keep her opponents confused and off guard. She had no real style which was at times and advantage and at other times a disadvantage. Overall it had served her well though, she was alive wasn’t she?
Right foot kicking off the ground, Onihime launched herself at Seichko, arm extended as if she was going to just grab for the cigarette. Like it would be that easy. The leap was off though, her drawn back arm not meant to grab anything as halfway to her target she throws the arm to the left in a swipe-like attack. Well out of range the maneuver was designed to spin her in the air and bring her body around with extra momentum, a left kick aimed for the side of Seichko’s head. The last thing Onihime ever wanted to do was hurt Seichko, but if she could get her hands on that cigarette she could spend the whole night apologizing.
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Post by Seichko on Dec 17, 2015 3:00:34 GMT
The woman spoke about how she had made haste to get to where Seichko had been. A small smile appeared on the grey haired womans mouth. It seemed that no matter what was going on, Onihime kept calm about it. Even with the recent invasion, the destruction of their base, and other things thrown on top of it. The blonde girl kept it simple, not allowing anything to get within her mind. It was as if she was focused on just one thing, and that was making Seichko happy. One could explain this as an unhealthy obsession... But truth be told, it was probably healthier for her than anyone. The girl was constantly taking drugs so that she could keep on going, so that she wouldn’t be a hindrance to Seichko. Most of the time, she wished Oni would just stop taking the drugs, and finally gain control over herself. But right now she couldn’t complain. Suddenly as she looked through her fist she could see the look within her eyes. It seemed Seichko had hit the right cord, she knew Oni had fallen for her... And with that offer on the table she wasn’t going to give up.
The two had a similar build going on at the moment, especially when Oni revealed that she was wearing a tank top under her own coat. A small smile came across Seichko’s face, as it was indeed where the similarities stopped. Onihime had a wild animalistic type fighting style. As if you’d see a honey badger when it’s backed into a corner like she was. Of either fighting Seichko without wanting too, or fighting to get to spend one night exactly as she wanted with Seichko. Suddenly the woman took off from her position. The sand underneath her feet kicked up as she launched towards Seichko. The taller womans eyes never leaving her opponent as one hand began to stretch out. As if she was thinking it was going to be so simple to get the cigarette from her own mouth. Though, right when it was about to reach her, Onihime did a swipe to the left, thought slightly out of reach... There’s no way Oni, would of made such a mistake, she was a fast thinker even though she didn’t show it.
Suddenly she saw the girl spinning, a smirk appearing on Seichko’s face as she spit her cigarette out in front of her, Oni’s foot slowly approached her face, Seichko leaned forward only to do a quick half step forward, the womans back pressed against the back of Onihimes body and slid down it, Onihime would see the cigarette fly right past her face in mid spin, something that’d probably catch her off guard. And then the sudden feeling of Seichko grinding up her body from her legs to her butt, and then up to her back, as she finished the spin with Onihime catching the cigarette back in her mouth, before doing a quick step back gaining about a three foot distance from the girl. Her hands still up in a boxers position. Her feet now bouncing slightly in the sand, as it bounced and indented underneath her small hops. Seichko always claimed that this kept her ready to dodge whatever was coming next.
“Oh come now Oni, you know playing a trick on me is quiet unfair.” Even though Seichko had returned the favor with spitting the cigarette out to where it passed by her face. “If we’re really going to train, you’ll need to be serious girl.” Seichko’s eyes switched from the lively vibrant they had been to a soft dull. Her entire personality changing like a switch as the young woman dashed forward, her body bent down, her elbows tucked within her stomach, as she approached quickly. Suddenly she launched a forward left hook towards Onihime. Should it connect with the girls abdomen, she’d follow it up with a few quick jabs to the girls oblique muscles. This was to further knock the air out of her. All the while, her body weaving back and forth with each blow. Causing her weight to also be put into each of the blows, not to mention her mechanical arm not feeling the pain from the blows, so she wasn’t holding back with that arm.
Should she of missed, Seichko would have to quickly step backwards in order to keep distance from her and Oni. Even though the girl had a while fighting style, it probably had a lot of grappling moves. In which was Seichko’s weakness, should she be taken to the ground, her metal arm wouldn’t allow her to move out from the grabs, as it can’t soften like her real arm, to allow her to get out of grapples. Instead it remained as a hard substance that someone could wrap around and hold her down. She’d need to invest in a smaller model at some point, though... If she did that, she might have to rely on being able to actually dodge bullets later on...
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Post by Onihime Ketsu on Dec 17, 2015 14:47:52 GMT
Onihime could do this, she needed to do this. Over the years the two females had spent much time together, working alongside one another and even spending casual time together. The blonde would not be afraid to label them as friends. Of course she wished that label might be something more, but despite her feelings for Seichko she had never seriously pushed the issue. Sure there had been playful flirting and jokes made over the years, yet it had never been anything to aggressive. Onihime respected Seichko above all else and was not about to jeopardize the friendship they shared...well at least in your average scenario. The fact the taller female had made such an offer was impossible to resist and for that reason she would follow her boss's commands and attempt to get that cigarette at all costs...even if she had to kick Seichko in the side of the head.
Around the smaller girl went, only losing sight of her opponent from a moment, but it was all that Seichko needed. Halfway through her rotation Oni felt the other woman against her. For a moment their bodies were pressed together, back to back, as Seichko slid against her. For starters the maneuver allowed the white haired fighter to avoid Onihime's attack completely. If that wasn't enough, whether intentional or not, the little move was enough to cause the girl's concentration to falter. So much so that she didn't even notice the cigarette had sailed right past her. As she came around to kick nothing, but air, she dropped back to the ground. Instead of a balanced landing she ended up in a crouch, legs not fully placed in the dirt to catch herself. Hunkered down, the blonde looked up to her superior, right eye hidden by strands of hair.
”Tricks? I wouldn't dream of employing something so devious against you Seichko-sama.” The grin in her face said otherwise, the expression quickly followed by a wetting of the girl's lips. She was still focused despite the exchange for how could she not be? The prize literally stood right before her. It was like when a human waved a treat before a dog and the animal would spin in circles to try and catch it. Onihime would do the same although she was far more capable than a dog.
Back in an upright position when Seichko came forward, Oni chose to meet the taller woman head on. She needed to prove she wasn't as sloppy as that first attack made her seem, random and unorthodox yes, but not sloppy. On came taller woman, fist driving in towards her stomach. Size difference considered, Onihime expected the punch to be a hard one, but not something she couldn't handle. That said she didn't plan to block it in full, instead she attempted to use the strikes momentum to create an opening.
With a slight shift to her left, both hands drop, one to either side of Seichko’s wrist. If able to grab a hold of it, she would twist and rotate the woman's arm with the hope of throwing her slightly off balance. The way she had been hopping before was to keep mobile, Onihime realized this and she intended to take that mobility away if only for a moment. Should she be successful, a snap kick would follow, her foot headed towards the taller woman's side this time. Before she had gone for the head because the leap had given her the height needed. When both were standing, the cigarette wielding female was more than half a foot taller.
Pending the success of her attempt to stagger Seichko with the twist and follow up kick to the side, the blonde would seek to really gain the upper hand. The gal was simple, tackled Seichko and get her on the ground. If pinned, snatching that cigarette would be all but complete. However, the attempt to tackle her opponent to the ground would only be attempted if her lead up attacks had worked. If they failed in anyway Onihime would leap backwards in order to put more distance between the two of them and reset their positions for another exchange.
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Post by Seichko on Jan 5, 2016 0:09:43 GMT
A small smile appeared on Seichko’s face as she watched the girl when she spoke. She knew better with Onihime, sure she would fight seriously... But the girl was a trickster when it came to fights. If it wasn’t for her animalistic fighting style, the girl would be easier to guess. But due to her own unorthodox style, it made it a slight nightmare for the white haired woman. Cause at any moment, Onhime could try to pin Seichko to the ground... And that would be a very bad position for Seichko. The bulky arm of hers, would limit her movement on the ground. But with these thoughts circling her head, she didn’t notice Onhime had twister away from the brunt of her metallic fist. Looking down quickly, she noticed the young blonde had caught her arm. That was a little surprising, as she had put a nice amount of force into it... Maybe Onhime was stronger than she thought.
Looking back up to the girls eyes, she could see the determination to win this fight. A small smile appeared on Seichko’s face as she knew that maybe she should get serious as well. Suddenly Seichko could feel her arm being twisted slightly. The momentum taking her sideways with it, suddenly a small sound could be heard like a pap, has a foot collided with her side. Sending the taller woman further forward, as she was starting to catch her balance the girl went after her, it made sense now what Onihime was trying to do now. She was trying to take away her balance, and her mobility, a small smile came to her face as the blonde lunged for her. Reaching out Seichko’s metalic hand grabbed for the smaller girls chest. A cheap move knowing how Onihime had felt for her...
But Seichko was never a fair fighter. If she was successful her other hand would reach down grabbing the girl between her legs, not to be sexual in one sense, but maybe in another. If successful, since the girl was no longer on the ground, using her falling momentum, along with the girls own body weight, she’d toss the girl as far as she could, with all of her might. If successful, Seichko would use the time it had gotten her to get her balance back. Falling to the ground, the woman rolled away from Onihime before springing back onto her feet. The Cigarette getting dirty due to the sand and dirt under them. Though that was bound to happen at some point in this duel. Clearing her throat slightly, Seichko looked towards the girl with a soft smile. “For one, that was nicely thought out... But you also forgot the weight difference. When you launched yourself, you basically gave it all to me.”
Seichko was talking about the tackle of course. Everything else was perfectly planned out. If only the blonde had accounted for the last part when she tried to tackle Seichko to the ground. Twisting her metal arm slightly, it had been given a sharp twist from the smaller girl. People knew that metallic joints weren’t as good as normal flesh and ligaments. So the piece had basically been slowed down by a good... 20 to 25%... Damn that Onihime, she was good when it came to getting things done. If it wasn’t her intention to take Seichko to the ground, but to make the metal arm useless, then it was defintely working. Seichko would have to be a bit safer when it came to throwing out her punches. Thinking for a moment Seichko reached up snuffing out the cigarettes end with her fingers.
If Onihime was watching, Seichko did something one would not expect from the white haired woman. She reached down pulling her pants forward and dropping the cigarette right at the him of her pants and underwear. Pulling her shirt down over it... Though it looked like a simple act of teasing to most... Onihime knew the dangers this placed for her. As the location of the cigarette was moved to where Seichko had more balance... Which also meant that it was in a place, where Seichko could easily slam her fist into the small blonde, should she just try and go for it. At least when it was in her mouth, all she had to do was get her off balance. But now, the ball was in a whole other park. “Well then Oni, I see that you’ve gotten serious... I think it’s my turn to get serious.” Even disregarding her earlier statement about needing to hide their powers, Seichko suddenly bursted up to her full power. Though it was only slightly higher than the blondes. She could definetly say that Seichko wasn’t messing around anymore... Seichko only powered up to her max, when she was absolutely going all out against her opponent... And that was only once in the past.
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Post by Onihime Ketsu on Jan 9, 2016 17:53:29 GMT
Excitement filled the smaller female’s body as Seichko was thrown off balance. That was what she had needed to set up her victory. Normally the blonde was a far more vicious fighter who sought to end her targets life as soon as possible, but this was no normal mission. Only slightly reserved about physically harming Seichko, she had no intentions of doing anything close to what she might do when she faced an opponent under normal circumstances. Seichko wasn’t that target, her cigarette was.
With the taller woman off balance, Onihime saw the chance to grab the small white stick. A single step forward brought her within range of the prize as her right hand lashed out. Fingers clutched for the cigarette, but they found nothing beyond air. Seichko had not been as off balance as Oni had expected and the veteran fighter had already shifted to counter the blonde’s forward momentum. Her eyes widened as a hand clutched her chest, the sudden grip along the front of her shirt giving her a slight pause mainly due to how unexpected it was. Seichko-sama was not afraid to fight dirty, something that the smaller girl now completely understood. From the get go she had said to give it everything she had and she had meant it, it only made sense that she would defend the objective in the same way.
Another hand grasped between her legs, the intent clear now as both grip so that the woman could use Onihime’s own momentum against her. Up and over she felt herself going, the sudden shift to quick for her to physically react too. Through the air she went, but she did not land disgracefully like a sack of potatoes. Such embarrassment was not to be had in front of Seichko –sama. Oni twisted in the air, using her flight the girl corrects her course so that she lands in a crouch, one hand dragging along the dirt to allow her balance.
Her head then snapped up as her commander began to speak. With a roll of her neck, Onihime stood, head tilted to the side slightly as Seichko reached for the cigarette that until now had been tucked between her luscious lips. What was she… Onihime could not believe what she saw, her small white target dropped into the other woman’s waistline. If that wasn’t enough Seichko then released her full power, signature lifting higher to show just how serious she was.
Across the way Onihime’s eyes narrowed, not in anger, but determination. The female’s actions had caught her off guard, of that there was no doubt, but they were far from enough to steal away her determination. Her eyes focused on the now more powerful Seichko as she scanned her over once, reconfirming what was to be hers when she succeeded. With a roll of her shoulders she moved to the left, starting to circle as she goes over her options. It was time to turn things up.
Breaking into a run, Onihime rushed forward. Her straight on path lead her directly towards the other woman, her right hand shifting back as Ki beings to swirl in her palm. Her initial intent would appear to be a blast to the face, but her charge was meant to be deceiving. Several yards from Seichko, her arm stabs forward to throw the small sphere of energy, but instead of launching it forward, her hand curves downward at the last moment. The sudden angle change had the blast on course to collide with the dirt a foot or so in front of Seichko. As a result of the small explosion that followed, the air between them would fill with dust. Blocking line of sight and hopefully providing a moment of confusion, Onihime would launch her real attack.
With a leap that took her right into the cloud of dirt, she lifts her knees up and forward. Her goal was to burst through the cover she had created with her knee leading the way. Her target was the other woman’s chin, hoping to drive her kneecap up under it with as much force as she could muster. It would not be a knockout blow against someone as tough as Seichko, but she hoped it was enough to give her a slight daze. Like Seichko had wanted, Onihime was no longer holding anything back.
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Post by Onihime Ketsu on Dec 16, 2016 21:16:28 GMT
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