The Forsaken Past [Magnolia/Angel]

Tue Jul 03, 2018 9:56 pm

Magnolia Everfrost

Song: UNKNOWN - Artist: UNKNOWN - Words: 1012

The ground was charred and cracked. There was not a soul in sight upon this desolate, dried earth. Many places of the earth had become like this, so forlorn and neglected. Call it a paradigm shift that occured in the wrong direction, however after the occupation of the demons that had already begun to invade the realm like a plague the world which originally had been so. . lovely had simply degraded into a working pile of shit--functional, but decaying. Debauchery was around every corner, lies and deceit seemed to have replaced the natural morality that the world thrived on for so long. Nothing was changing, everything was simply running amok and sweeping it under the guise of order. It was such irrationalities that plagued the land had already reached a threshold.

Yet, even here in the quagmire of chaos there seemed to be rays of rationality. Sitting upon the broken husk of a building, dust and broken windows adorning every surface, coating every jagged broken edge of glass-- was a girl whose eyes shone like the loveliest shade of gold, and whose golden hair was lustrous in the decrepity that surrounded it. She seemed to be staring, a beacon of normality in the ruined landscape of calamity, those eyes shining like beacons as the dust had rose in the form clouds from a subtle eastern wind. Those eyes seemed to be searching for something, or someone.

”Why did you extend an invitation to a stranger? You know that you are plenty strong to acheive the goals you wish to acheive. “

Magnolia’s lips quirked into the faintest of smiles, the appearance of it hidden underneath the cloud of dust that was lazily trailing through the air; shifting like smoke. It seemed as if this place was as far removed from civilization as it could be, the very dredges of a bygone era of prosperity--an era in which the supernatural had been but a dream. You could still see swing-sets broken and in states of disrepair, their rusted shells, the plastic housings long since gone testaments of a time that children simply could be children--unfettered by the domes of energy and the guards that blocked the fringes of habitable society from the monsters and heathens that now had plagued this world.

Golden eyes swept through the broken wreckage and couldn’t help wondering what this place looked like in it’s prime. What people lived here, what lives had played out in this place. Who had it nurtured, and who ultimately had it shunned? There were so many marks of history that were laid bare here. The bones of animals; probably household pets that had starved after going wild for many generations when the bigger, less “meaty” predators had taken over. Not even rats seemed to remain here, the land had long since be scounged bare by the scavengers that had lived here for hundreds of years before they either died out or moved on.

Magnolia had pulled from her back her big-bear sword. The large naginata resting flat-side against her knee as she pulled out a cloth and covered it in oil and slowly began to take care of the blade. She had nothing better to do after all seeing as she was awaiting the other person to appear. Each stroke of her hand and the cloth seemed to polish the dull, honed edge of her blade--slowly bringing it to a sparkle as she waited in the dusty gloom, of this forsaken town.

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Wed Jul 04, 2018 6:36 pm

The Forsaken Past [Magnolia/Angel] 6EdIfMt

The Shinigami Doll

Artist: Carrotwine - Song: Dark Side Of The Road

The Doll had received an invitation by one of the most unlikely of guests. It came from Magnolia, a Shinigami of peculiar power and whose origins held a lot of promise to the fate of the world, given the ubiquitous nature of hers. Though the very details of Black World were still shrouded in mystery to those of this realm, enough information was known to a select few to create sufficient curiosity. Angel was among the ones whose research had led her eventually to open up research on the matter, and the potential benefits and drawbacks of delving deeper into it. As a result, she was delighted at a chance to meet the woman that for all intents and purposes, was a stranger to her. The Doll knew as much of Magnolia as a close acquaintance given her massive data file, but as far as she knew, they had never met.

Contrary to the belief however, the two not only knew each other previously, but had even worked alongside one another once upon a time. From a time long lost in Angel’s memory, back when she went by the name of Crystal, her life as a pure Shinigami had made them both cross paths. At the time, Magnolia was a Lieutenant and Crystal was a third seat of different squads. Not long after her then coworker had left Seireitei, Crystal went up to become the Captain of the R&D. However, both those memories and the ones that led to Angel’s creation were still cleverly hidden treasures the Doll could perhaps discover someday. As for their meeting, although the Shinigami was likely to notice some familiarity with the nature of her energy, pin pointing its origin and identity to a singular being among so many was frankly out of her reach.

“We have to go Teddy,” said Angel with a smile as she waved her partner on.

“Nah, I’m good,” joked Ted as he played with something out and away from sight. “Maybe next ti-.”

He didn’t seem to be too keen on going, but he wasn’t allowed to finish either way. Before he could utter the last few words, a golden light of reishi enveloped them, with their next steps being somewhere very far away. The teddy bear would indeed finish his words, but he too would notice the location they had traveled to was very different from the clean cozy look of her lab. The area was desolate, almost like a sort of wasteland. There was seemingly no life in their vicinity save for Angel’s and possibly the individual they were there to see. As for Ted, there were more than a few reasons why he came along in some of her trips. Beyond very basic combat capabilities, he was of great use given the multitude of functions he possessed. Despite his behavior and his more unstable and unpredictable of antics, he was actually pretty nice. More importantly, among all her droids, Angel had developed a sort of affection for the creature. Little did she know that part of it stemmed from her previous life, where her creation had meant as much to her as the child she never had.

“Hey, you can’t be doing that,” said Ted as he turned to see the blonde they were there to meet. “Holy tits, I mean, Christ!” As he turned, a small glass container with several tube-like extensions gave off a sort of white smoke of dubious origins. It was difficult to discern what it was, for as soon as Magnolia laid her eyes on it Ted would have tossed it and smashed it into the ground.

“I, I have a glandular problem,” said Teddy. “It helps with my glaucoma. Anyways, got a name sugar ti-.“

“Ted!” interrupted Angel as she walked before him. “Be serious.”

The teddy bears behavior was often erratic and his words didn’t make much sense either; not to Angel anyways. A droid couldn’t have a glandular problem or glaucoma. Whatever his deal was, the Doll would approach Magnolia, extending her hand towards the general area her energy seemed to originate from. The blindfold still covered her eyes, mostly a sign of her blindness. Still, it was clear her other senses and energy pooled together to at the very least give her some form of situational awareness and help her function decently.

“I’m Angel. Nice to meet you Magnolia. Please forgive my companion.”

Her hand was still outstretched, making an effort to be as delicate with her grip as she could. For as powerful as the Shinigami could be, the Doll had miscalculated her own physical strength quite a few times, leading to rather unfortunate circumstances. As she did this, from behind one of her thighs, the teddy bear procured a phone as he sneaked a couple pictures of the blonde before Angel, a lecherous smile adorning his expression. Had they taken the time to check, they would’ve noticed he was actually sending very particular pictures with very specific angles of his latest find, to his old pal, Kyu.

Thu Jul 05, 2018 5:01 pm

Magnolia Everfrost

Song: UNKNOWN - Artist: UNKNOWN - Words: 1012

Magnolia didn’t need to look up from her sword to know the person she had been waiting for had arrived. The very energy that permeated the air had disrupted minutely as the other had used some sort of long-range teleportation to appear in the desolate town-scape that was around them. Her actions were smooth, methodical and unhurried--her keen golden gaze intently staring at the sword that she now lifted up horizontally before her face. Her eye scrutinizing the edge of her oodachi, making sure that it was adequately polished. All the while she was still listening to the clatter of angel’s heels, a staccato that ricocheted off the dreary silence around them. Each one of angels steps probably kicked up a minute cloud of dust from the cracked and fragmented street that lay between them.

”Magnolia, she came all this way to see you, are you truly going to focus on maintenance of your blade? That’s rude, even for you. “

Raijin’s deep voice echoed in magnolia’s mind as Angel had reached within arms reach of her. Due to the elevated height of magnolia even though she was sitting she still would be about face-level with her. From there Magnolia had taken the sword she had cleaned and moved it down, and like it was merely cutting through butter it sheared straight down through the cracked cement and twisted metal, as much an action of strength as it was the ridiculous density, sharpness, and heft of the sword. The actions of the odd bear, had been tuned out in magnolia’s mind for the sole reason that she didn’t really understand the odd creature that seemed to be of the non-dexterous variety. However, whatever the back story that strange creature had--it was of no importance to her. She merely leaned forward and reached out, letting her hand enclose itself upon angel’s in a firm grip. Her voice masculine even for a girl in the sense of self-confidence and the slight accent of unknown origin that it carried. Like a female warrior might have.

”I see you came, that would mean you found the context of the letter i sent you regard the black world, it’s potential and my ideals to be worthy of meeting up?”

Magnolia had not been in this world for long. However, she had memories that flitted into her head from time to time. Strange memories of a past that was not her own. Whispers of an alternate self that she knew for a fact was not her. One such memory had brought her a very familiar energy signature. That had led to a series of events that ended in magnolia sending this girl a letter. One outlining the benefits of black world, if it was to be brought under the gotei wing. The resources it bore, the potential that lay in it’s uncharted, and chaotic lands.

Magnolia did not use a Ton of force when gripping Angels hand, however the warriors callused palm still carried an immense amount of force beneath it. You see she wasn’t exactly the most considerate of people, and while she did hold back the strength of her body still showed through in this instance. For a normal human being this grip most likely would have ground their bones to dust and caused their fingers to look like wet flaps of noodle, rather than a flesh and bone hand. Other than that though, it would be eerily calm. Magnolia seemed to lack a spiritual presence around her, as if she was a part of the nature around them. For now though, magnolia cut to the chase, the faint toothy grin that adorned her face curious, and more important excited.

”That being said, i’m sure you have terms that must be met. Would you care to share those with me,? So we can move forth for the sake of cooperation? “

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Thu Jul 05, 2018 7:27 pm

The Shinigami Doll

Artist: Carrotwine - Song: Dark Side Of The Road

From the moment she arrived, the sight she witnessed was far stranger than she had expected. Teddy’s antics aside, the Shinigami didn’t really measure up to what she has thought; though that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. The girl was of average height, possibly an inch or so shorter than the Doll. Almost as strange as her companion’s behavior however was Magnolia’s blade, and the way she handled it. Typically, longer blades were a sign of great spiritual pressure. But, at the same time, more often than not those people had the skill and control to reduce their blade length to an appropriate and logical range. Otherwise most of the Captains would be walking around with blades that rivaled skyscrapers. Beyond that, she couldn’t understand the unnecessary punishment to the body of her zanpakuto. Whether they were resilient or not, stabbing through concrete and pushing through hardly seemed like a loving thing to do for something that was so closely attached to them; but it wasn’t her problem.

“Of course,” said Angel as she scanned her surroundings. “I try my best to avoid missing out on thought provoking events.”

As they shook hands, the Doll couldn’t help but wish she could feel how much her grip tighten around her hand if it were to cause pain, or if it didn’t. It was in turn part of the reason why Angel sometimes miscalculated her own level of strength. Still, for the sake of her name, she had to assume that whatever force was applied to the handshake was enough to overwhelm someone with different capabilities than her. Interestingly enough however, the blonde had chosen to forego or ignore the behavior of her little droid. She either hadn’t mind it, or simply decided to ignore what could be awful behavior. Regardless of the reason, Ted stayed behind Angel, taking pics occasionally since the Shinigami had chosen to ignore him and his question.

“I need to make sure I fully understand first,” said the Doll as she walked closer, making sure to stay clear of a potential path from her pole-like blade. “You want to go back, and you think I could help. I certainly could, with time. But I’d like the chance to come along, if successful, and gather information and materials that could be of use to my work.”

The girl believed it to be a fair preposition. There was no denying Angel had a thing for the unknown, and the uncertain. The thought that she could learn more and fill her otherwise limitless storage space was fascinating. The thought that she could usher on a form of change for that world and use knowledge from there to enhance the technology in hers was certainly a positive. Besides, out of the goodness of her heart she did feel for Magnolia and wanted to help her. Though their quests and their problems were slightly different, she could sympathize with the feelings that tormented her, for Angel had been acquainted with them for quite a while. The Shinigami might have not cared about Angel’s struggle and her past, but in an effort to uncover and mend her own, helping other people do so could prove to be a step in the right direction.

“I’ve also heard read quite a bit of information on your battle data sheet. If the data is accurate, I’d like to request a chance to put a picture, and a video with the file. After all, if I’m to help, I’d like to be capable in the field as well. Questions?”

Sat Jul 07, 2018 12:11 am

Magnolia Everfrost

Song: UNKNOWN - Artist: UNKNOWN - Words: 1012

The question that Angel had lead with was certainly founded, and as Magnolia listened to the masked girl she felt the faintest of grins adorning her face. While she wasn’t the most technologically advanced being--she certainly could appriciate someone who asked the right questions, and did so in a manner that was tactful and information seeking--rather than blunt, and to the point (like Magnolia often was). It was mainly because of this, that Magnolia genuinely took the time to mull over what the white-haired girl named Angel had asked when saying she wished to come with and collect data. Magnolia’s response wasn’t terribly long-winded as she began to speak.

”Yeah, I unfortunately don’t know how to bridge a way between realms back to my own. So i do want your aid in sending me back so I can set the realm i live in right. If you wish to come with and learn about the place i call home, then you are more than welcome to come with me. Anyone who wishes to join me upon this journey will be considered a trusted comrade of mine. The only question i’d have is are you sure? Where i come from will be much more chaotic than where we are now, and probably comparative to what you’ve experienced. It’s much less tame. “

Magnolia’s eyes deviated for a split second to look at the walking. . brown thing that looked like one of the strange creatures on this planet called a bear. This one was bipedal? And seemed to be using a strange flashing device that seemed to be flashing sporadically at her? While Magnolia didn’t have the slightest inkling of what a camera was, she was curious because she could feel the minute electrical signal that was thrumming through the device when each picture was being taken. The faint burst of electrical interference coinciding with the flash on the front of the device. Magnolia eventually tore her eyes away from it when the girl began to use strange terminology. Data? Sheets. . . did she mean covers to a bed? What was a network? Magnolia wasn’t someone who had every been in the midst of the technological boom and hearing all these new-age terms certainly was jarring given she didn’t know what they meant.

However she extrapolated the rough gist of all the techno-babble that was being thrown her way. Her diminutive stature rose from the side of the building as she glanced at Angel, studying her lightly as if in doing so she would be able to discern something of importance. However after a spell of a few minutes Magnolia let out the faintest of sighs and reached back to scratch the back of her head, speaking in an even tone once more.

”Admittedly, I don’t have the faintest idea what you just said. However sure, just show me how to juxtapose whatever you just said with reality, since i understood absolutely none of it. “

Honesty sometimes was an irritating (but necessary) pill to swallow. Magnolia knew almost nothing about what she was being asked, and thus stated so in a forthright and candid manner. Despite that though she further expressed her willingness to give whatever it was a shot. Given the rewards would outweigh the risks of agreeing to something she had no idea what meant. Hence she would wait as she stood there studying angel. Seeing just what “Data sheets” and Data for a network actually meant. Given all these words were most certainly foreign to her.

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Sat Jul 07, 2018 9:46 am

The Shinigami Doll

Artist: Carrotwine - Song: Dark Side Of The Road

Nodding in response to her warning, the Doll didn’t seem worried in the lightest, or second guessing herself. She had already calculated for the largely unpredictable dark nature of Black World, and even if it happened to be somewhat grittier than her own world, something difficult to believe, she would still be okay with it. In the advent of science and knowledge, there very few things that in the way of her learning. There was however the fact that lives could be at steak both there, and potentially back home if the right resources were not procured. And well beyond that, Magnolia needed help to go back home. Everything came up together to give her a sort of solid resolution she simply wouldn’t back down from.

“Alright Teddy, “ said Angel as she pointed somewhere far away, “just as usual.”

With a nod, the teddy bear would take one last picture angled up towards Magnolia’s thighs and took off. Despite its minor combat capabilities, he was not a primary combat type. It was instead his level of utility that made him useful. And while Angel could gather almost all the data she needed on her own from the fight, some help was always needed. Ted could record the video feed at the same time as her, possibly from angles she was far too busy fighting to record properly. Maneuvers and techniques could also be photographed to put a picture to the description within her online spiritual encyclopedia. However, Ted would have to use its more telescopic sight, and use alternative means of recording given the sheer distance. He was instructed to be far away from them to avoid the likely fallout probably in a spar of someone of the Shinigami’s caliber.

” Very well then, let’s make the rumors fact. I have no doubt you can push me to my limit and keep there; that’s not news. I’m more interested in how you do it, and why?”

With Teddy already far away, and Magnolia in agreement. They would commence. Angel had every intention to sort through her list of skills with the blade, with her energy, with her hand to hand combat, and more. However, she also had no intention to intertwine it all at once as she would in battle. For starters this wasn’t a battle, and since she had no realistic possibilities of winning, doing everything in her power to do so in such a scenario would be an act in futility. Instead, she would focus on one aspect of combat at a time, taking her time to push herself and observe and learn from how her acquaintance operated and why. Perhaps after a long and arduous time, the acquittance would become a friend too.

“Let’s start off simpler,” said the droid before speeding up and towards her sparring partner. “Hakuda it is.”

There was no denying Angel was extremely fast, but there was also no denying she was potentially much slower than her partner. However, that had never been up for contention. If left to her own devices however, the girl would deliver a strong right punch, aimed somewhere on her partner’s face. Regardless of whether it connected or not, the movement would also see her left thigh rise, as her knee would try to hammer into Magnolia’s body. In the case her punches or knees had hit any structure other than her intended target, the effect would quite easily noticeable. The punch or knee would have destroyed any building or man-made construction still present in the area. Her level of physical strength as a result of her construction plus the design of her boots and gloves made her quite a fearsome opponent to face in close quarters.

Sat Jul 07, 2018 4:11 pm

Magnolia Everfrost

Song: UNKNOWN - Artist: UNKNOWN - Words: 1012

Magnolia’s eyes seemed to follow the strange bear atleast for the first few moments of it’s departure. It was . . such a strange creature--and she had been thoroughly confused as to just what it was. It’s actions, it’s antics all of them seemed to fly completely over her head before her eyes eventually shifted to glance back at angel as she finally got into the meat and potatoes of the matter. It seemed what she wanted, was to fight. Well, not fight as much as be shown how to fight more effectively, to attain more data on how to function properly in battle and maybe get stronger from it. It was an easy enough request for someone of magnolia’s calibre to do, so why wouldn’t she go ahead and do it for her?

Angel certainly was eager, her body rushing forward like a bullet from the barrel of a gun as she specified the mode of combat she wanted. Angel’s fist which undoubtedly carried a large amount of force behind it from the way the air parted around it, came hurtling towards Magnolia’s face. At first magnolia didn’t seem to move much. Letting the fist get within inches of her face as the only real noticeable action she partook in was shifting the stancing of her feet, moving the right one slightly behind. It wouldn’t be until the fist was just about to impact magnolia’s face that she made any real movement that could be discerned in terms of actual defense. Magnolia’s words would move from her mouth in time with her motions.

”For starters when you fight, less is sometimes more”

To hammer her point home her front facing arm (the left moved in a clockwise circular motion. The movement of her arm would come into contact with the fist that was about to impact her face, and in that split second it would knock it out of the way, allowing it to still move forward--just to the left side of her face rather than on her actual face itself. This in itself would probably change the intended trajectory of angel, knocking her off balance. Magnolia however didn’t stop there, her words flowing as her eyes flitted down, capturing in the corner of her eye the motion of angel’s leg as it sought to impact her body.

”Because when movements are not concise you leave yourself open to counters. “

Magnolia’s body dipped, fast enough at least in this time-frame that when she moved forward, the force of the blow first off would be lessened due to the closer proximity between them. Secondly though as angel’s leg impacted her side Magnolia’s front-facing leg whic had stepped between angel’s had swept angels foot that was planted on the ground out from under her for balance. Her body moving in a forward sweep to knock angel over onto her back. After the dust cleared given the timing of all of this it’d be highly likely at angel would be on her back, with magnolia kneeling over her with a fist leveled inches from her neck. Magnolia’s words resounding lightly.

”Hakuda as you call it, is not simply about using your strength. It’s about using your techniques in the most concise manner possible, because the more direct and fluid your attacks are the harder it is to be countered. Reading your opponent for opens is just as important as being capable of backing that knowledge up with skill.”

Magnolia would rise up after that and extended her hand down to the girl. A gesture to help her up as Magnolia said in a patient voice.

”As soon are you are ready you can come at me again. This time i will respond a bit harder.”

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Sun Jul 08, 2018 12:04 pm

The Shinigami Doll

Artist: Carrotwine - Song: Dark Side Of The Road

As soon as she took off, it was clear that the Doll would have to face some kind of resistance or obstacle. The Shinigami wasn’t going simply going to stand there and get pummeled, even if she could. Resilience and defense were a virtue to be admired, but boasting and pride typically weren’t. At least, Magnolia didn’t seem like the kind, and neither was her. Ideally, beyond just testing her own skills, Angel would have a chance to watch and learn. And if she had her way, there was a chance Magnolia would learn a thing or two as well. Regardless, she heard and understood what the Shinigami said; less was indeed more sometimes. Ironically enough, that was a phrase she fervently believed in, and it would show.

At the very last minute the blonde was able to push Angel’s punch away. The Doll had the chance to see how it was performed, even if her own momentum and the speed made it unlikely to avoid it. Her acquaintance had placed a foot back for balance and made quite the dexterous movement to procure her tactic. As for this girl, she had her own set of strategies worked out from the start. Unlike most of her peers, she hardly ever acted on gut instinct, something that could be both good and bad. Instead, she dealt in chance and probability given the numerous choices available, and the potential calculated result each could bring along. As such, when her partner’s limb moved hers away, the girl didn’t intend to fight back against it but simply let it happen. Despite her friend seemingly allowing the knee to connect, Angel had decided on a different path ever since her punch was shifted.

She wouldn’t try and knee the midsection how it originally looked. Given the way she had been turned, the amount of power delivered would’ve been far less than was acceptable, and hardly considered among the top favorable results. Instead, her right food would quickly react, using the momentum created by both her initial action and Magnolia’s, by stepping on either her middle or upper thigh. With that very step, momentum, force, and resolution would condense into an extremely powerful strike, in the form of her left knee, likely striking the underside of her partner’s chin. Given that sort of maneuver, a sweep would have likely aimed and hit nothing but air.

From there, one of two things had likely occurred. The more likely scenario was the powerful impact to Magnolia’s chin, where Angel would have used the split second daze to push off and away from her body, landing several meters before her. The unlikely scenario was the case of a block or dodge. Unlikely since given the speed, the unpredictable nature, and the proximity of the attack, it simply didn’t seem too feasible. However, if somehow wiggle room had been created one way or another, the diversion would have been enough to use the Shinigami as a stepping stool to jump over and past, several meters behind her.

“The way you pushed that punch,” started Angel with a puzzled look. “Was it just speed, or something else? Could I do that?”

The girl hadn’t ignored the potential hit if it had happened or the situation however. She simply understood that regardless of the pain, her sparring partner was tough enough to keep going without making too much of a scene. But she understood and appreciated the words nonetheless. While Angel had several massive downloads of a wide variety of martial arts, textbook descriptions were very different from practice in the real world. While the Doll knew how to analyze strategies to decide on the most logical and effective one, doing so against a living opponent was much different than against a simulation.

“I must admit I’m amazed at your skill level; and I’ve barely seen any. I look forward to seeing more, and other areas. As for now, please go on the offensive this time.”

Tue Jul 10, 2018 8:03 pm

Magnolia Everfrost

Song: UNKNOWN - Artist: UNKNOWN - Words: 1012

It seems that magnolia had misjudged her. The doll’s ability to counter was quite astounding and as her thigh was used as a step to bring her body and knee upwards magnolia used that weight and grounded her back sweeping leg onto the ground as she used her knee as a focal point to ground herself against angel’s downwards exerting force from her leg. Next? She used her hand and met the top of angel’s knee as it rose up, exerting an equivalent if not greater amount of force in a down and back manner while her other hand moved in a knifing motion to knock angel’s leg out from under her as it was planted on her knee. This motion would instead of letting her flip back pinwheel her sideways as the faintest of smiles spread across the girls lips.

Either way angel seemed to recover quite nicely, ending up landing on her legs quite a bit away before magnolia had righted herself and listened to what the girl said about how she managed to avoid the punch in the manner she had. Magnolia’s lips curved into the smallest of smiles given angel had identified that it was not a deflection but a redirection. That concept was the hardest to differentiate generally for most practitioners. So the fact that she had already gotten that far was a relief to her and allowed her to speak more freely without the fear of what she said being misunderstood.

”It’s easy to do if you know how to do it. When an opponent moves they naturally have a longer distance to cover than you, be it attacking, or in movement. It’s not a matter of speed it’s a matter of speed and distance. Given you are the force being targeted you simply have to move minimalistically to evade it. Think of it this way, their fist travels X amount of time, but it only takes a fraction of that for me to move my arm like i did to strike your fist to move it out of the way. The trick though is gauging the timing to best utilize that force to your advantage. If you master it, you can fight just about anyone--even if they themselves vastly outstrip you. “

Magnolia chuckled as she walked forward and kept her hands at her side. She didn’t move fast because there wasn’t really a need to for the time being. This was about training the doll to be stronger, and she wouldn’t be able to do that simply by beating the crap out of her opponent. It would require a more informative touch which was why as she walked leisurely to close the distance she would give pointers rather than actually bridging the gap to fight.

”Borrowing force, and enacting upon that force is the principle of fighting effectively. Your opponent and yourself are exherting a set amount of force depending on the amount of power you exert into your blows. By borrowing your opponents speed, or their power you are more likely of damaging them without expending all your own energy. The name of the game is finding the ways you can compound force in the most efficient manner. Technique is meant to be the tool you use to compound that force. If you do it correctly then you can be absolutely devastating. “

Magnolia smiled as she stopped around two meters away from the doll and held her hand out, her fist opening into a palm as she beckoned the doll forward as she said in a slow and leisurely manner.

”Now come, so i can school these principals into your body.”

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Wed Jul 11, 2018 10:37 am

The Shinigami Doll

Artist: Carrotwine - Song: Dark Side Of The Road

There were a lot of things that Angel understood. Knowledge which could be written down and taught was readily available to her. Without a sense of modesty she could lay claim to being an academic expert in quite a lot of subjects. As it was obvious however, there was a difference between the theoretical and the practical. One thing she was still blissfully unaware of was how much each of the individuals that created her had influenced the final product. It wasn’t just Tsubasa and the other scientist of whom she had no recollection of. Even the overall combat nature of the Quincy had managed to mingle in, and pass to some extent.

When Magnolia retaliated, once again, Angel made no real attempt to stop her or fight back. Despite possessing the skill and the physical strength to make a stand she had chosen not to, and let her opponent do the work for her. It wasn’t as risky a chance, and while it didn’t project the most damage in her favor, it was indeed the more likely to succeed out of all the possible outcomes. She saw the hand stopping her knee, and even saw the other limb pushing away at her other leg in an attempt to destabilize the motion, as it likely would. But, with her speedy momentum and the position she had already been allowed to take, it didn’t matter to much. The same speed she had displayed along with her force, and adding the sudden stop and impact from her opponent was all she needed. The droid girl used the Shinigami as a tipping scale, making made Angel swing down like a pendulum, leading her head to smash straight against Magnolia’s forehead. Given the proximity and the mechanisms at hand, it was either one thing or another. If the Shinigami had indeed been successful in her advanced, then the two would have butted heads rather harshly. If she had failed somehow, then perhaps that fate would’ve been avoided. Regardless the two would see eye to eye, moments later as their conversation resumed. Given her inability to experience pain, there wouldn’t really be any reaction to it, even if it should have, though the same couldn’t be said for certain of her partner.

“I see. I suppose in our practice you’ll find me a much easier student to teach.”

There was a smile as she spoke. It didn’t convey any form of challenge or pride as those were lost in the girl. Superiority was only necessary when trying to protect something and this was not the case. Still, there was a sense of satisfaction from the way their first interaction had unfolded, and in the words Magnolia spoke. Primarily because the very lesson she was trying to teach had more or less already been put into practice by the both of them. That wasn’t to say Angel was a master of the art, though her skill in it should ideally make her a much easier a subject to successfully teach. It would seem as though that despite their differences, their hand to hand combat style was rather similar. The two enjoyed a very opportunistic stance that prized economy of movement, and it showed. If Angel could indeed learn a little thing or two, then perhaps she could grow to be even better still. Though by the looks of it, even Magnolia would stand to benefit and learn from their encounter too.

“As you wish, ma’am.”

A diminutive dust cloud lifted up the ground where she once stood as the Doll pushed forth. This time she attempted merely a punch, by swinging her right arm with definitive force towards the general area of her partner’s face. Like before however, she would do well to heed caution, as it was highly unlikely of Angel not to have thought several steps ahead. More importantly her stance seemed to be rather basic yet powerful. One foot was forth as it pressed on for extra strength, and the other hung back, sequestering balance. Her left hand remained not too far off from her body, possibly attempting or ready to act as needed at a moment’s notice. There wasn’t any reason to pay too much attention to the positioning of her body though as something far more relevant got quite literally onto the Shinigami’s face. If left to its own devices her fist would open up as the palm tried to secure a hold of her forehead. If allowed, it could have either attempt to push, pull, or hit the area with defining force. However, the Doll was already expecting some form of counter or retaliation, and she was ready for it.

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