WAOA Arena

[Gearhead mk2]

Kenna blocked or dodged most of the hits, but she still took a few to the face and body, being pushed back,"Haven't talked to her directly. Can't say much." She jumped back to get out of Ragnar's range, then dashed back forward and spun in a half-circle to deliver a roundhouse kick to his chest.

 

[Random berk]

Ragnar braced himself and allowed the kick to land, growling with discomfort at the impact and letting much of his held breath go in a hiss of air between his fangs, but held his position and was able to counter with a quick sweep of his front foot, aiming to knock Kenna's other leg out from under her. "You do not get a... a scent from her?" He asked when he drew in another breath. "Something not quite right?"

If Ragnar managed to knock Kenna down he would drop to a knee and try to pin her with one large closed fist on her chest if she was not quick enough to roll away.

 

[Chungus]

"Hmm... While it works and rolls off the tongue nicely, it might get a little confusing, considdering the meaning of the word. Someone might think you were reffering to the makeup of your body, rather then your species." Solaris said after some thought, looking to Pix's face in the reflection of the mirror.
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"Huh..." Eddie responded initially as he watched the fight progress, occasionally taking a sip from his beer. "Ya know... I'm not so sure on those bets all of us sudden. This isn't going the way I thought it'd go, at all. That chick's fuckin' strong!"

 

[DotSlash]

[color=80bb00] "Well, I just thought would be enough of a clue-in. At least on my world, there aren't another types of beings that have our sort of make up, aside from water elementals." [/color] Pix said, looking back to Solaris.

Pix's face would look like she was in her late 20s, wide eyed with her 'hair' covering up her left eye. Her hair would be straight and long with clean-cut bangs that arced, giving her a bit of a gothic look.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Kenna was knocked down by Ragnar, but raised both arms in time to grab his fist, stopping it just above her chest. "I haven't been paying attention, but she seems... un-natural." she grunted out.

 

[Random berk]

"That's what I have been trying to figure out." Ragnar replied, leaning over Kenna and adding the weight of his dense upper body to the force applied to his forearm. "She does not smell quite the same as the daemon, or any of the xenos abominations that I have hunted, including the one skulking around this arena, but there is definitely something inhuman... unclean about it. I have been wondering how to proceed. Thought maybe you would have some extra insight."

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Kenna's arms began failing her as Ragnar added more weight, but then she focused, and transformed her arms into wolf form. The transformation adding to their strength, Kenna pushed Ragnar off of her, then stood as he recovered and slowly reverted her arms back to normal. "Next time she's nearby, I'll check her out."

 

[Random berk]

"Thank you. I do not know yet if she is something to be destroyed or... for all I know it could just be some bizarre Alchemist's concoction that she uses as scent. If that were the case though, it is strange that others do not smell it." Ragnar grimaced with effort as he tried to resist Kenna's push, but after a while he released the pressure and pulled back to let her up.
"You are no child of the Primarch... but you could almost fool someone into thinking you were some kind of niece." He remarked with a grin, surprised to have been overpowered even by Kenna's wolfen form.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

"Thanks... I think..." Kenna said with a smile. When she had fully transformed back to normal, she charged at Ragnar, taking the offensive and going for a low tackle.

 

[Random berk]

Ragnar chuckled as Kenna began to take a more aggressive tact and took up a runner's starting stance, preparing to meet her charge head on and push back.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Kenna closed in on Ragnar, coming in low and fast, slamming into his gut with her shoulder. While it wasn't the most sophisticated or hard-to-predict attack, it was strong enough to break through solid rock.

 

[Random berk]

Given the stance that Ragnar was in Kenna would instead slam into his own shoulder. As she struck the solid slab of muscle and bone he swept his arms up in front of her knees and used the momentum she still had to flip her clear over his back.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Kenna was flipped over by Ragnar, twisting in midair to try and land on her feet, but slammed into the ground on her stomach. She started to stand up, winded and bruised by the landing.

 

[Random berk]

Ragnar rose and turned as fast as he could, intending to try and pin Kenna again, this time with an elbow on her back.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Kenna was pinned by Ranga's elbow, grunting in pain. She tried to get up, pushing against the ground to try and get up.

 

[Random berk]

"I think I might just have you this time." Ragnar remarked mildly, though Kenna could not see the cheeky grin on his face.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Kenna chuckled. "Not quite." Her arms shifted into their wolfen form, and she pushed up again, much stronger than before.

 

[Random berk]

Ragnar placed a knee on Kenna's back and bore down with as much pressure as he dared to exert without risking damage to her spine and ribcage.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Kenna tried pushing more, but eventually her arms gave in and she slammed onto the ground. There was a small but sickening crack as one of her ribs fractured. "Argh! Uncle, uncle, uncle!"

 

[Random berk]

Ragnar released Kenna immediately and hunkered alongside of her.
"Ah. Sorry about that. You alright?"