Lived long enough to become the villain. (Open to a 1vs1)

(OOC: I will reply to the other thread' promise! Figured since that would be social, they could duke it out here for fun.

A mysterious note had appeared in his locker. Curiously Xaier had read it and decided it was going to end up being a late night! He didn't see any reason not to. Besides, he was always doen for a little challenge. To be honest he was complete unsure of who it would be. How strong they would be. The thought was exciting enough. And now more than ever, he needed to keep improving.

Xaier would push open the door to the rooftop and stride out with little hesitation. The chilly breeze tugging at that silver hair of his. Nothing like cool, fresh air! Those sharp emerald hues would gaze toward the moon, before he even bothered to check to see who was on the roof. "What a sight.."

Tonight he came dressed lightly, but enough to keep him from freezing. His body temperature was about to sky rocket, it always did in the heat of battle. Simple long sleeve white thermal shirt, with a black t-shirt over it. A simple pair of grey khaki's hung at his waist.

The sophomores attention would be now drawn toward the challenger as he spoke. "Lets get down to business- Tsubaki!? Heey! You're the- Uhh, Challenger?" His right, gloved hand would lift to scratch at the back of his head as he spoke was a smile on his face.

"I don't mind at all! This should be fun." Xaier would give a smile and a nod after he spoke, his emerald hues sizing up the girl before him as he took a single deep breath and exhaled, before burst forward at Tsubaki.

"I'll start with something simple!" His eords shouted out as he had ran forward strsight toward her. He would give a short hop and drop into something akin to a baseball slide toward the girl's ankles. However about two feet from making contact, Xaier's right elbow would push off the ground and his leading left leg would be thrust upward toward her stomach in attempt to throw her off.

His tricky slide-kick worked! His foot connected, knocking Tsubaki backwards. Xaier would have assumed a crpuched position, his emerald his emerald hies watching closely as the girl spoke, regaining her stance and proceeding to stay still.

"I'm not that good yet. But someday soon I'll be the best!" The final word spoken was also when he would move again. Bursting toward her, he would approach head on again. This time, he would look to unleash a quick flurry of blows. His left hand would shoot forward to palm her chest, before her right hand would strike low intent on paling her stomach after, before his left hand swiped back toward her neck with a blow similar to that of a horizontal karate-chop.

Xaier was caught off-guard when she materialized her pistol and fired it off toward the ground. Ghastly hands would erupt upon contaxt, grabbing at his legs. His prior combo would obviously be prevented by her dodging, so he was ready to react to the disc she threw. "Was that a Beatles record!? That's a classic! What a waste!" He would shout as his knees bent and he dropped himself a couple inches lower, allowing the disc to fly over his head.

Currently rooted, Xaier's options were limited. He wasn't sure how strong her ability was, but he wasn't going to stand here and not do anything! Xaier's knees would bend a little more before he kicked off, launching himself vertically into the air. His body would twist, legs successfully ripping themselves free as his right leg lifted and he aimed to catch the girl with a spinning whirlwind kick on his way back toward the ground. If he timed it correctly, his right shin would find her left shoulder with the full force of his rotation behind it.

Xaier jumped and spun, but his kick hit nothing. Instead the girl backed off and dived, forming another pistol and shooting at him. Thr silver haired boy could do nothing but cross his arms and use them to absorb the brunt of the projectile.

"Uurk!" Xaier would be forced backwards mid-air from Tsubaki's strange ability, knocking him off course and disrupting his landing. He would land on his right foot, still twisting from the spin and projectile combined and rolling to the side and onto his ass.

Shaking his arms out, those sharp emerald hues would have refocused upon his opponent again in time to see her pull out a speaker. Xaier waited for the attack to go off before he reacted. Bending his knees, Xaier kicked off forward and to the left, from his sitting position.

"I may not have any cool powers.. BUT I'VE GOT STYLE~!" The green eyed Apostle acted swiftly, kicking off again and launching himself toward the girl, his left leg leading as he aimed to flying kick her in the chest, before cork-screwing his body clockwise and bring his right heel around in attempt to catch the right side of her head.

Xaier didn't have any special skills, not yet anyways. He simply hand efficient hand-to-hand combat training from his father, as well as precise kicking techniques from his time spent with Tae-Kwon-Do. She was quick, but he was faster. Her trickary wouldn't save her in the end.

Xaier would land the first kivk, but when he corkscrewed and kicked with his right heel, she caught it. This would leave him in an awkward standing position, his balance kept on his left foot, his back would be facing her. So when she yanked, he hopped on his left foot to keep himaelf standing. But the girl would kick both her feet out. Due to current positioning, she wouldn't hit his stomach, instead connecting with his lower-back/right side.

He took them kick, releasing an audible groan of pain, before rolling forward and to the left. Xaier would tuck his head and rolled on his left shoulder. His back side still somewhat facing the girl, he would look over his right shoulder toward her. "Close call! Now it's your turn to come at me!"

This time Xaier would remain low and looking over his shoulder, awaiting Tsubaki to take action.

His opponent chose not to advance, instead holding her ground. This signaled to Xaier, that she was either worried by his combat capabilities and afraid to act, or she was trying to play another trick. "Scared? Definitely not!" Regardless of her reasoning, he would shrug and turn to face her completely again, pushing off hard on his left foot and he would run at her and throw a simple left jab to her face, right arm bent near his torso, palm open and ready to defend or counter if needed.