Hop vs Taiga

[Hop]

Yamcha stood silently, bewildered as to how he managed to get in his odd little situation. "The fuck?" He looked around as he knew he was floating down a river of lava, something that already seemed to contradict any logic he had. Then again, the square surface he stood on, 40m sides, made of bedrock[I'll be honest, no idea if bedrock can withstand lava, so we'll say it does q.q]. This was the only form of foothold present. After a little moment of thought, it hit him that he was pursuing some man, and then got lost here. Spotting the man an evil glare, wherever he was. He would finish him here, before finding a way out. Surveying the area, more bedrock surrounded them, acting as walls and ceilings.

He stood ready to fight, in the center of the square facing the man. He evinced the point of his arm to the man, and slowly began a cavalcade towards the person. "Now to finish the target..." He muttered with a grim smile.

[✘TAIGA]

The Action


Molten lava licked away at the edges of the slab of rock Hotarubi stood upon, the ebb and flow of the fiery lake they were spirited away, rocked with the waning fire they surfed upon. Such a stage wasn't for those having two left feet, luckily for her, her footwork was adept at, so she was confident, even with their battlefield moving. With her hooded cloak obscuring her face beneath a veil of onyx shadows, a smile flashed across her freckled face.

Clad in black, her cloak separated, revealing her clothing beneath, but not her face nor gender. It seemed like she wouldn't be escaping him, so their was no choice but to meet him head on, the trash had to be taken out soon, seemed like this bag would be in the came a tad bit earlier though. Standing roughly ten meters from the man who stared her down, her oppressive gaze didn't budge. Even with the intense heat surrounding them her composure was calm, she was at complete ease.

He'd move soon and she knew it. With a quick motion of her left hand she drew Oruhane, from her back, leaving it in its normal state folded state. Without a word, the silence would continue to pervade over their escalating conflict. With Oruhane at her side, she only but had to wait for his move and in turn she'd kindly react with her own rebuttal.

[Hop]

Yamcha scolded himself mentally, realizing he couldn't have expected such a pitiful tactic to finish off someone so easily. As soon as she lifted off from the ground in response, he leaped backwards two meters as well, to be able to gain distance but not while he could be attacked in the moment he'd be prone to attack.

With a small smile, a new strategy came to mind. His smile grew a little more, to appear like he was taunting her, then simply uttered. "Then again, why should I make the first move? Too much work, you can charge me and I would still win." He spoke with confidence, with two intentions in mind.

[✘TAIGA]

The Action


From her shrouded veil she watched him leap back, placing more space between them. He seemed brimming with confidence as his smack talked commence, and once the oil dosed words reached her ears, the spark was set ablaze. He wanted death, she'd give it to him, her own blade acting as the Grim reapers scythe. With her onyx hooded rob swaying, she'd vanish, and appear abruptly before him, her feet touching the threshold of the ground and reality once more. Two meters away, her body would keep pressing forward as she stepped in, her free hand clinging to the clamp of her robe, whilst the other was raised, holding Oruhane up high, seeking to cleave him in two. "Lets test that statement!"

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[1] shunpo

[Hop]

Unbelievable! His plans would work miracles in ways he'd never perceive! Unfortunate for the girl who played right into Yamcha's taunt, completely neglected one thing:

He evinced the point of his arm to the man

His 'arm' being used in terms of his broadsword, as the woman would use her familiar high speed movement, his giant sword, including the length that was created by his extended arm, would pierce right through her as she stood in from of him only a mere two meters away, directly into her intestines. Yamcha wanted to laugh somewhat, was this suicide or did he really target such an idiot?

[✘TAIGA]

The Action

her free hand clinging to the clamp of her robe

Before she could even step to the point of his blade, he'd find the girls robe obscuring his vision of her, and sadly for him his broadsword would find nothing but the robe as she'd let go of Oruhane behind the guise of black, and quickly drop herself to the ground utilizing her own momentum. With the difference in height between the five ft five male and her own Height of four ft eight Hotarubi would find no trouble of slipping under his defenses. Sliding, with her abdomen skidding the ground her palm would placed itself flat against the ground, utilizing all her strength she'd uplift herself, her right foot seeking drive itself within his sternum. Whilst this happened if the first kick struck true she'd deliver a second, following a third.

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The word evince means to show something or prove you have possession of something. No where in your post does it suggest your outstretching your arm, so with that time I acted as such.

He evinced the point of his arm to the man

merely suggests your holding something however vague it is, but it doesn't allude to an outstretched arm. Also the human arm is roughly 1/2 to 2 feet long. 2 meters is 6.562 feet.

[Hop]

Yamcha ended up feeling confident, as he basically allowed himself to get rushed and did nothing to exploit the opportunity. Though, out of reaction to the cloak being thrown, he simply thrust his sword forward, allowing it to pierce whatever was ahead. While his arm was not extended, the act of extending was a swift one. He waited for the sound of bloodshed, as the blade should have pierced her stomach, unknowing of her motion, though even then she would still probably be caught in the upper-torso, throat, or head in mid-fall.

If somehow he did not hear blood shed, it was fair for him to assume that she dodged the attack, and would leap backwards in time to avoid her kick, as a counterattack was predictable. With the motion he gained another three meters of distance. His vision no longer hindered, as the cloak had not reached his face to cover him, only simply obscured it for that moment.

His vision now back to average, he simply smirked again, his motives still in action. His first one accomplished, able to discover she preferred close range combat. He boasted, "Is that all you can do?"

[✘TAIGA]

The Action


With her kick, missing, by barely a second, the girl would still utilize that same momentum to bring, herself to her feet; however whilst the motion of using said momentum she would palm and throw a kunai harboring hell-fire towards him. "Hmph!"Also with the swipe of her arm she'd let loose a funnel of wind towards him from the moment he'd land after taking such a huge jump back. The tornado would travel twenty meters seeking to engulf him, but behind the razor sharp edge of her gusts, Hotarubi's digits met frantically.

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[1] prep

1 kunai

Kamaitachi (Cutting Whirlwind)
Rank: C, C
Type: Offensive / Fuuton Ninjutsu
Range: 10+ meters
Chakra: Mid
Special: Size of tunnel opening measures 5 meters, and wind blasts can travel 10 meters; each time relearned, the mouth grows by 5 meters and the blast itself travels an extra 10 meters..
Description: This jutsu was brought to fame by a legendary Suna shinobi from long ago, and was named after a mythical creature able to command the winds on a whim. After channeling wind chakra at either their weapon or limb, the user swings it around and brings forth a most intense tornado, coming out from the weapon/arm. Once it strikes the user, the tornado tips upward and takes the user up, keeping them imprisoned by the strong currents, and delivering multiple waves of cutting/slicing damage onto their bodies, as well as dropping them hard onto the ground afterward.
Domain: Fuuton.

[Hop]

Yamcha, watching the woman get to her feet as he was still mid-air, made him realize where he came into trouble. Fuck this might not be good... He thought to himself. She first took advantage of the situation by throwing a kunai, a simple tactic, even while in air he could easily be stopped with a swift parry of his blade, letting the kunai get bounced off to his left, sliding even farther. Unfortunately, there was no way he could respond to the blaze of wind, picking him up and causing multiple scrapes throughout his body. He was basically at the gale's will until it dissipated, before a painful fall back to the ground.

[✘TAIGA]

The Action

she would palm and throw a kunai harboring hell-fire towards him.

Before he could swipe the kunai away, Hotarubi would form the one seal to allow hell fire to engulf him as her razor sharp tornado followed up, so not only would he be within the epicenter of the carnivorous explosion, but also cut up by her menacing, playful winds. The tornado would sweep him back some twenty meters, but that wasn't all, before he could even reach a full ten meter Hotarubi would exhale the winds gathered within her. "Fuuton: Shinkū Taigyoku no jutsu!" A wide ball of wind would shoot, out, pushing the man even further back as he'd feel its crushing force drive into him. Being both he and her started within the middle of the moving slab of earth and had been backpedaling since he'd suffer a fate most terrible. With that, this match would be over, for when the wind finally gave him reprieve, he'd be thrown into the pool of gluttonous fire and within but mere moments the flames would lick away at him until he was nothing but bone dust.

grinning "Sayanora!"

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[1] prep

1 paper bomb

Fūton: Shinkū Taigyoku (Vacuum Great Sphere)
Rank: B
Type: Fūton, offensive
Range: 10 meters
Special: ---
Description: Being the mastered version of it's predecessor, this technique takes up the entirety of the inhaled breath. Following five seals, the user will inhale deeply. Much like with the Shinkūgyoku, they will allow the air to mix with their chakra; compressing the mixture into a large (2 meter) ball to be expelled with great force. At speeds twice that of thrown projectiles, this jutsu soars towards its target in attempt to crush anything within it's path. The force of this wrecking ball can match the concussive force of five exploding notes.
Domain: Fūton

[Hopalong]

[OOC: Too lazy to count]

Dead.