BB T5 R1 - [Vivi vs. Macht]

   So the time for the next tournament had finally come around. How exciting. Vivi had almost carelessly signed up for it, barely thinking about the repercussions. Nope, it wasn’t because of over confidence in her fighting prowess. Vivi had always saw herself as lacking in that aspect. And without her little charms and doodads, she fell short even in the place she usually excelled at. Speed.

  The violet haired girl had taken off her blood gauntlet and rings only moments ago, along with many other objects and tossed them in her locker. Looking on the bright side, this was a new experience she could tuck under her belt. And assuming she didn’t die somehow, experience could help you grow as a fighter.

   Piper would have seen signing up for this shindig as self-destructive behavior, especially after she’d been diagnosed with PTSD, but Vivi didn’t tell her about it. That woman’s words didn’t hold much weight in Vivi’s mind.

  Reality seemed to set in a bit more when she saw the board listing the pairings for the fights, however, and her eyes fell on the name paired with hers. The violet haired girl looked at list blankly, but her heart rate speed up. Good thing she didn’t have any plans for the weekend. Chances were, she’d end up hospitalized. But hell, she’d take it. She knew she could. This was just another chance to grow stronger.

  Long live the reckless and the brave, Kaya had always said.

  The saying made her happy, mostly because of the person the words were tied to. But recently, it had occurred to her that those two types of people prooobably had high death rates. But what the hey, at least they had interesting lives. Hopefully.

  Finally, someone came for her. Vivi quickly removed her shoes upon their request, and followed the white clad woman down the hallway. It stretched on and on, to the point where Vivi was starting to feel a bit apprehensive about the whole thing, though she couldn’t quite put her thumb on why. But after a good span of time, the sound of a crowd filled her ears and her breath caught in her throat. The reality of the situation was setting in more in more as the seconds ticked by. Her pulse quickened. A chill ran down her spine. And she was pretty damn sure her heart skipped a beat when she saw the arena. What—the—fuck.

   The icy ground chilled her bare feet, rain from above plastered her bangs to her forehead,  goose bumps to rose up along her arms. The girl listened to the announcer, and gave a forced smile and wave when her name was called, and the crowd cheered for her. A little curiosity floated around in her mind as to why some of the viewers seemed to dislike Macht, he hadn’t really done anything to garner disapproval in recent times, at least not that she knew of.

   So girl stood there with her long hair pulled back into a tight messy bun (so people couldn’t grab onto it, wouldn’t want that), and cold seeping into her small form.

  “Here we gooo…” she muttered under her breath, curling her cold toes inward, “All or nothing, Vivi.”

Stats Locked:

*Str:40 *Dex:40 *Con:40 *Wis:37 *Int:40

*stares at missing 3 wis*

    Vivi watched him approach her, keeping an empty look on her face. Doing her best to look as though she felt nothing, but that was because she did. And it surprised her what she felt. Fear. Until now she had never felt legitimate fear of this guy. Sure, some respect, a bit of awe for his fighting abilities. But they always used to be on the same side. Friends. That was gone though, and now she got a good look at him without the rose tinted glasses she’d always viewed him with.

He was terrifying.

   Vivi began taking a few steps forward as well, not as quickly as her opponent, but just enough to close the distance between herself and the giant a bit quicker. She was shaking a bit. It was the cold, of course. It was fucking freezing. Vivi would never shake in fear while fighting someone... least of all him. At least that's what she would like to think.


   She stopped once there were a few yards separating them and allowed him to close the distance, watching to see what he would do first and lifting her arms up in the manner a boxer might. Macht threw a quick jab left jab, and Vivi turned one of her hands out, catching the jab on the hard part of her palm, and bending her knees to absorb the impact. The girl slid back a bit, but leaned forward slightly so she wouldn’t fall backwards.

   Her hand and forearm throbbed as she advanced toward him when he backed up. Possible attacks swam through her mind, but they all targeted the head, which she’d have to totally over extend herself in order to reach, assuming she even could then. The girl grit her teeth and decided to keep it simple for now.

   Vivi aimed a low kick for the inner thigh of his non prosthetic leg, hopefully hard enough that if it connected would give him a dead leg, or at least sting a bit. However, she’d quickly recoil and plant her leg on the ground hopefully before he could latch on to it. She’d follow this up with a punch to his lower, smaller ribs but also quickly recoiling this attack and bringing her arms back close to her body.

   
    Vivi was surprised she'd managed to avoid the upper cut and felt a bit of phantom pain where it might've connected, but she realized--far too late, of course--that she'd screwed up when she committed herself to the liver strike and saw his fist coming towards her.

  The blow connected and pain exploded in her face. The girl fell down and side-ward, her vision flashing white, but thank god for adrenaline. She fell quickly, and as she did, Vivi reached out and grabbed one of his ankles, and one of her legs would shoot behind his other leg. When the girl slammed into the icy ground, she was applying heavy and sudden force on the lower back of both his legs, hoping that since the ground was so icy and wet, the slippery-ness would aid with her effort and send the redhead tumbling onto his back.

   Whether this succeeded or not, in the meantime, Vivi would spit up a mouth full of blood, which splattered the ground and some of her shirt.

"Agh... god..." she murmured.
 
  The area where he'd hit her would likely start to discolor soon, and now that she was on the ground, the cold was starting to close in even more.

   Vivi would attempt to get up before he struck her while she was on the ground, and would lift her arms up to guard her face once more as she watched to see what he would do next.

    By some stroke of luck it seemed Macht actually fell, but it didn’t exactly go without a hitch. As the giant toppled, he shifted his weight and shot a leg out, nailing her in the stomach. She would’ve tried to grasp onto his leg to keep from sliding, but her arms were already extended in order to break her fall and trip her opponent.

   Vivi’s face contorted with pain as she slid back and seemed to curl up a bit, but she didn’t make a sound. The cold began to set it, and by now, Vivi was pretty sure she’d lost feeling in her toes. A bit of vertigo was even beginning to take hold and her vision blurred for a moment. After a moment of rapid blinking, however, she saw the giant walking towards her. It was kind of funny… a few months ago she never would’ve been able to see herself in this situation. The violet haired girl shakily stood to her feet, and locked her eyes on her opponent. If only she’d been born a few feet taller…

   At this point she didn’t want to stall, but she also knew charging head on was going to result badly. So what could be done. Vivi wiped some of the blood off her chin with the back of her hand and held her fists in front of her face, waiting for him to attack.

    …Dude's trying to kill me, Vivi thought as she saw him uproot the ice chunk.

  Not that he didn’t have good reason of course but damn. Things just got real, and she was thinking this after spitting blood all over the ground. It took him time to uproot the ice, giving Vivi ample reaction time when he threw it. She would do a front roll except aimed to her left, timing it so that the chunk would go over her as she traveled beneath it.

When she came to her feet Vivi broke into a run. At this point thanks to the trajectory of her roll Macht’s slide would be off and she could avoid having her legs trapped. The girl stopped running and allowed her self to slide past Macht. She expected he might reach for her legs, and if he did Vivi would jump to avoid it, if he tripped her she’d tuck and roll. In any case she was prepared to keep him from latching onto them.

   But as she slid passed Vivi would fall back and aim for her elbow to slam into his nose before quickly with drawing it, and throwing herself into another forward roll away from him.

    After her elbow connected with his face, Macht took a tight grip on her arms and she could’ve sworn she saw the words ‘Game Over’ flashing on the back of her eye lids. Getting into a grapple with him was the last thing she wanted. Vivi yelped when she was tugged around and slammed onto the ground. And she knew things were about to get bad when she was pulled towards him. Vivi twisted away as he pulled her toward him so that her back would be against him as he bear hugged.

   The girl would tuck her chin tight to her collar bone and bring up her shoulders making sure her couldn’t choke her out. She would then push down on his arms, trying to free herself and jerk her body upward. Vivi would slam her head backwards in attempt to hit his face or head butt his chin. If this didn’t provoke a reaction Vivi would either push up on the ground or tuck her knees in and push up off Macht’s legs (whichever was more affective) in order to worm her way upward so that his arms were more around her hips or thighs, and from there, she would try to slam her foot back into his manhood. At this point Vivi was in a blind panic, and her breath was coming in ridiculously fast and shaky.