Street Magic (Mahajenn)

[Delashano]

Jenn was most certainly unimpressed with how the construct had reacted to the transformation, it had firstly quite enjoyed the new form which in and of itself was not a necessarily BAD thing it was the fact that it was still more than willing to keep up that perverted attitude that frustrated her. Thankfully her now masculine form was putting a damper on the mood so to speak and keeping it from acting on any urges that might come to mind due to a disinterest in being on the receiving end just as she had anticipated. Jenn's face twitched slightly in annoyance as the construct began talking again. She'd given it a clear warning, this was only the tip of the iceberg in terms of her abilities it was a non-lethal means of warding off it's advances and she'd given it a chance to cool down merely out of curiosity of what the construct would DO and what exactly did it do in return?

It started making demands again, Jenn gritted her teeth as the construct spoke slowly smoke began pulsing off her her eyes narrowing as the construct began digging it's grave with every word the foolish thing even dared to insult her demanding that she shift her appearance to be more in line with it's preferences... which evidently fell into the category of what Jenn had managed to turn him into Jenn's lips tightened and her fists clenched as the construct made it's final mistake another attempt to demand she reshape herself to it's will. Fury overtook her and for but a moment it would appear as if Jenn HAD chosen to obey the commands, her masculine form would melt away and return to her normal state. Jenn would reach out with one hand toward the construct even with the distance between them it would first appear to be as if she were trying to take it's hand.

Then here eyes hardened and the room shifted they would reappear in an empty room devoid of any decoration or markings save for a single door behind Jenn not long after the room took shape the floor would fall away suddenly and without any true warning. "I'm bored of these games, what little interest I had in you is gone. It's time for this to end." Jenn said without any care in her tone, this was the boring part of ending a construct the actual 'death' usually she simply blasted them to bits as they were often not intended to be strong by any means but this one had gone and made her angry and she'd see to it that it had a more interesting end, a long fall to it's doom. She didn't care much about the end result, the construct was a fake being and wouldn't actually end up experiencing a 'death' it would simply return to magic and she would be alone rest again.

[Kurosanai Muzai]

The woman did not seem to appreciate for one minute the implication that Kurosanai was in fact hotter than the original form she took. When a cloud of smoke surrounded her and then dissipated Kurosanai was rewarded with what he had desired, the woman had returned back to her original form. Kuro’s heart began to beat fast as he…she…which ever, took several steps forward with its hand coming back up slightly.

“That is more like it.” Kuro stated with joy. When her eyes glanced down she noticed that he was still a she which only made the smile on her face grow even more. “I see so you are in fact interested in more taboo fun.” Kurosanai smiled smugly as the words escaped his mouth. Sure it was not exactly like he had planned but this was still far better than just sitting by himself imagining it. Although technically that was in fact what was going on, it was a dream after all. If he was truly paying attention to what was going on around him he would have noticed the death glare in the woman’s eyes and the clenched fists. The room suddenly melted away until it was a white void with only the floor beneath their feet and a door behind the woman. This time Kuro paused and immediately eyes began to dart around the room trying to evaluate what was happening. Acting like a pervert or not his danger sense was tingling. You could call it a spidey sense of sorts but it was more along the lines of him noticing the brutally obvious situation in front of his eyes.

"I'm bored of these games, what little interest I had in you is gone. It's time for this to end." The woman stated with boredom in her voice. It was in this moment that he realized that he had lost control of the dream and would have to figure out a way to regain control. Then the floor disappeared and Kuro felt the tug of his weighted clothing, although more stylish in his girl form, pull him towards the abyss that awaited him below. Now the weighted clothing should have felt off but he figured that somehow his body was still trying to compensate for it despite the time he had been spending time in them more. The young ‘woman’ plunged downwards with the woman simply floating there. Now of course Kurosanai could fly but did he think of that? Of course not. Instead he panicked and was left falling into the abyss.

His mind was racing. This dream had turned into some weird nightmare but something was going on inside of him. Normally he would be ready to wake up but there was this nagging feeling to continue to fight. To regain control. To survive. His arms flailed widely hoping to catch onto something and then he yelled out something that he never thought of. You see to most this would make absolutely no sense as to why he would say it, in fact looking at it from this perspective he looks like an idiot. But he said it none the less.

“I wish I could use magic!” Kurosanai yelled out of desperation. Perhaps on some level he was hoping his dream would catch on and grant him the ability to cast it. Or he was just going to fall into the abyss and wake up in a cold sweat somewhere.

[Delashano]

It brought a grin to Jenn's face as the floor fell away after the construct appeared to believe that she was finally going to begin obeying it's commands, the fact that it's last comment had been yet another perverted comment only made the big reveal all the sweeter to her. The look of realization on it's face when it appeared to notice exactly how annoyed she was with it was almost as amusing as the look of horrified realization that the floor was gone and that it was falling, deciding she wanted to get a GOOD look at this Jenn faded from view tapping into the room itself to gain the ability to see and hear everything as her guest plummeted to it's doom.

Jenn chuckled to herself as the panicking began to set in as the construct appeared to be searching for any way to escape it's fate but of course she had made sure no such way existed, the construct would need some ability to fly in order to get back to the door that still remained high above but even IF it had such an ability she could very easily just do something else to get rid of it, it was rare for constructs to be capable of anything more than just EXISTING, this one despite its eccentricities appeared to be the same in that aspect however, only an idiot would let them self fall to there doom if they were capable of stopping it.

Jenn laughed as it started clawing at the empty abyss looking for something to grab onto even if it COULD reach one of the 'walls' of the abyss they were smooth as glass and lacked any handholds with which to grasp and even then she had made quite sure that he was in more or less the direct middle of the room when she'd removed the floor and the walls that would prove useless were far away at any rate. A part of her knew it was perhaps wrong to take so much enjoyment from this but really it wasn't an ACTUAL living person, just a psychotic construct of her ring. Perhaps there was a problem with the ring? She didn't know exactly how long her stay had been so far but surely it could not have been long enough that magical feedback was beginning to build up?


Jenn was pulled from that thought as her guest spoke up and it appeared it's last words were just as strange as the rest of it's existence had been, a desperate wish for magical aptitude? What exactly did it hope to accomplish. A small smirk spread across Jenn's face, it did not matter much if she granted this wish the construct would not be around very long and she had no intention of granting it flight. "Think of this as you're last request. Your wish is granted." Jenn's voice would echo throughout the inky abyss and rather suddenly her guest would find himself practically glowing with power as an unknown force began to infuse him with strange new powers. Unfortunately these powers would lack something quite critical or at least Jenn assumed it would be no matter what mystical abilities were unlocked for her guest flight was not among them.

[Kurosanai Muzai]

"Think of this as you're last request. Your wish is granted."

The voice echoed throughout the white abyss that Kuroasnai plunged downward. As the words echoed Kuro felt a new energy burning in his chest. It coursed through his veins and the only way the prodigy of the Muzai would be able to describe it was as if it were magic. You see what I did there? As if it were magic, cause it is magic. Anyways moving on from that really bad joke. His eyes suddenly burst open as a small stream light shot upwards. However this only lasted for little more than a few seconds. Once it died away the young man closed his eyes and then continued to plummet thanks to the extra weights pulling on his limbs.

He had wished for magic out of desperation for no reason really. It was a dream that would soon come to an end. But for whatever reason his sense for trying to survive was buzzing like an incessant bee trying to get at a flower. His mind in this blissful freefall began to wander. ‘What if this was real? What if I just chose to fall forever into the abyss? I wouldn’t feel the pressure of trying to carry the reputation of the Muzai clan. I wouldn’t have to fight, to struggle, to stress, to worry about never losing his edge all for his family…the peace would be very much appreciated.’ The thoughts echoed through his head before something happened. ‘Without me though who would protect them? Who would protect my friends and family? Who would bring back honor to the Muzai clan? No, not today. I can’t accept abject failure and allow my friends and family to suffer. No the fire inside of me won’t allow it!’

With that last thought his eyes snapped open as flames seemingly sprung from every direction from his body. At first the flames danced wildly through the air heating it and illuminating the abyss. Kurosanai seemed unfazed by this and with an unnatural innate knowledge began to manipulate the flames. He rotated in the air with his head held high. The female appearance still adorned his body but not for long. Kurosanai with a deep breath shot his feet and arms downwards. As they reached full extension flames shot downward violently. At first the fire only seemed to slow the falling man, before he finished and then upwards. His speed would begin to gain and as it did the female appearance that he once donned began to burn away piece by piece. Eventually it would completely burn away until only his original appearance was left.

“Hey! Who said we were done talking yet?!” Kurosanai called out in a mocking manner. For whatever reason this new feeling, this new power, it was invigorating. It seemed to breathe new life into Kurosanai who only seemed to almost be on the brink of defeat. This fire would no doubt help burn in his soul and breathe new life into his very character.

Pyrokinesis- the user is able to create and manipulate flames using the power of their mind

[Delashano]

Jenn watched with amusement as her guestcontonued to plummet to his doom just a little bit curious how exactly the magic would effect him, she'd never used her power to grant the wish of something that wasn't 'real' truth eb told she hadn't even been sure that such a thing would even be possible but evidently it was, perhaps it worked because the construct wasn't an aspect of her own mind but rather a manifestation of the rings magic? Regardless she was curious which would come first, her guest displaying whatever new magical talents she had managed to provide it with or it finally hitting the ground the lower regions of the pit were utterly dark and you could never actually see the floor coming to meet you before it actually happened unless you happened to have some big source of light which her guest was presently lacking... the key word in that thought being 'presently' her guest had apparently all but given up hope from what she could see until suddenly he burst into flame.

A part of jenn ahd wondered if this was how the construct would end it's own existence, it was certainly a strange enough acting construct that really ANYTHING seemed possible but not a few moments later he burst from the flames and began rocketing upward climbing higher and higher, it was actually an incredibly impressive way of working around the limitation she had imposed upon the wish fire projection was certainly not a 'power of flight' but generating enough of it was certainly a very good way of blasting yourself through the air. The curious thing however was where the cosntruct was getting all this power from, until now she hadn't even bothered trying to use her sense on him, constructs were generally at a level around normal humans but this display of power had been more than enough to alert her to the fact that he wasn't just strong enough to be projecting this much fire he was probably STRONGER that this wasn't even a full effort from the construct.

How and why in the nine hells had a construct this powerful been created? It defied any sense of logic that she had come to understand about her rings actions, were it not for this being her ring the construct would likely be strong enough to pose a legitimate threat to her livelihood, but of course they WERE in her lamp where her power was as infinite as her imagination, as the construct climbed higher she reformed herself back where she had been standing to watch him fall, not flying but simply standing on the air as she awaited his arrival. There HAD to be a reason for this ridiculousness... perhaps... perhaps she had misinterpreted the constructs purpose at first she had assumed it to be a normal 'friendly and stuck forever' construct, then a failed 'companion' construct... but perhaps this was intended to be an 'enemy'? It was a rare archetype, usually they popped up when she went to long without training and her power began to slip, they tended to act in boorish ways such as this one had though never before had they been so direct.

Jenn cracked her neck as he came into view fixing him with a glare, well if he was an enemy then perhaps it WAS time she tested her skills again she could end this little exercise anytime she wanted with a more direct means of killing the construct but it WAS important to make sure her strength remained at a reasonable level for the day she eventually did find herself outside again. "I must admit your trick was rather amusing... But turning into a firework isn't enough reason for me to keep you around." Jenn said as she raised one hand to the sky forming a rumbling storm cloud, with a quick gesture at her guest the cloud let out a crack of thunder and a bolt of lightning would tear through the room after the construct.

[Kurosanai Muzai]

The boy prodigy rose through the void upon his flames from his newly acquired magical abilities. When he landed in front of the woman again the look on her face told the entire story. She did not expect him to ever be seen again. Probably because he would have woken up if he had continued to fall and thus the dream would have ended. However Kuro was enjoying the view far too much for this dream to come to an end that quickly. "I must admit your trick was rather amusing... But turning into a firework isn't enough reason for me to keep you around." It was rather amusing that she thought she could keep him around.

“You keep me around? Now there sweet cheeks I am the one that is going to decide who can leave and who can’t. We are far from being done,” Kuro stated with a wink that seemed to ripple fully across air as if the air hung with magic. It was in that moment that he began to wonder he had granted himself the ability to use magic and it was his dream after all could he not do more? Kuro put his finger to his lip as he turned thinking about what was going to happen. Then with a single thought his newly founded magical abilities rippled through the air, as it all began to focus the prodigy of the Muzai snapped his fingers. In that moment a pair of very thick dark sunglasses appeared on his face. He adjusted them casually before speaking again. “You know with glasses like these you really have to have proper music to dance to,” Kuro stated into the infinite universe as if he were speaking to a god. Okay maybe he was talking to me but bear with me what Kuro and I have planned for you, you are going to love. With a clap of his hands music began to reverberate around the space. At first it was this muffled sound that was not exactly distinguishable and then it grew it volume.



“Woopum Gangnam style,” Kuro burst out with an overdramatic flair of his hand. The music continued to grow in volume. “Gangnam style.” The music would continue to climb in volume as he began to slowly move to the beat. He would first rock back and forth on his feet as the song continued to play in the background. However as the song began to reach its chorus Kuro turned back towards the mystery woman. He immediately began to sing again.

“Adam day woo. Sado so wo mo. You da no.” With each word his voice seemed to echo perfectly with the music. Then suddenly a group, ‘Hey!’ followed his words. “He bottom no. Adam day woo. Sado so wo mo. You da no. HEY! You da no. HEY! She come puta target on she kay ay ay ay.” To anyone fool enough to try and read that I feel sorry. Really I am. No lies. Anyways despite the horrific writing Kurosanai was actually singing along perfectly in sync with the song. As the song entered into the drum beat part the prodigy of the Muzai raised his hands above his head.

Then silence.

“Woopum Gangnam style.” Kurosanai stated as he brought his hands down creating a wave of pyrotechnics every few feet from him. Right after that marching perfectly to the beat he made his way over to the beauty dream lady. “Gangnam style. Woop woop woop woop. Woopum Gangnam style. Gangnam style. Woop woop woop. Woopum Gangnam Style.” At this point he was only a foot or two away from the woman. Immediately he began to move in a more provocative way, and by that I mean he crossed his hands in front of his chest hopping from right foot to left foot as if galloping on an invisible horse.

“HEEEEEEEEEEEEEY SEXY LADY!” Kurosanai sang as he rotated around the blue woman. “Woop woop woop. Woopum Gangnam style. HEEEEEEEEEEY SEXY LADY!” At this point Kuro began to fake slap the blue lady’s magnificent booty along to the music. “Woop woop woop woop. HEY HEY HEY HEY.” The prodigy of the Muzai sang as he went and baseball slid across the floor in order to end up right in front of her, he was on his side with his head propped up by one arm with a large smile on his. He snapped his jaw at her before almost growling at her. The song was far from over but at this point we really have to see what this mysterious woman is going to do. We all clearly know that this Kuro’s dream and he can do next to anything in this realm but the laws of the universe stand. The ball was in her court.

***Note: This is far beyond the capability of Kuro’s magic in battle. This level of magic was agreed upon by both members of this thread. DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME.

[Delashano]

Confused was a word that barely scratched the surface of what Jenn was feeling right now, she'd been somewhat impressed with her guest when it displayed the ability to escape her 'death trap' he was the first to do so but ultimately it was still nowhere near enough for her to be convinced to keep the strange construct around that bridge had already long since been burned with his previous actions and it was all really just a matter of deciding on the HOW, there were a million 'easy' ways she could deal with this with how much command she had over the pocket dimension that they were in but 'easy' wasn't necessarily what she wanted he'd made her angry more than once and she wanted to enjoy ending this one. She'd hoped to make things easy with just watching him splatter on the ground of the free fall tunnel but she'd managed to ruin that by giving in to the last request of her guest and with that he'd obtained a means of escape from the tunnel.

She'd been just about to start up a new plan of action when the construct began exhibiting more magical ability manifesting a pair of dark glasses and rambleing something about needing proper music for glasses such as those, at first Jenn had paid this comment little mind as she'd been focusing on how exactly she'd go about ending him... and then music started playing strange music that she didn't recognize and all too quickly she realized something was VERY wrong, she watched in stunned confusion as the construct sang and 'danced' around in an utterly nonsensical manner, his words only occasional making any actual sense as he appeared to be speaking a language that she could not understand.. or was simply rambling in gibberish which felt to her like a far more likely scenario all things considered. Really she wasn't even sure if she could consider what he was doing 'dancing' though it was perhaps one of the more accurate words to describe his actions and clearly it was SUPPOSED to be a dance of some sort. But really it just looked utterly silly, his grand finale left Jenn just staring blankly at him as she rather despretly hoped that it was all over... but as the music continued it was rather clear that either the construct had ended early or there was still more to come.

She had NO interest in letting any more of this foolishness continue, she was all for a bit of fun but this was just... it was like some sort of mad fever dream and she didn't much like it at all, Jenn rolled her eyes at her guest as he looked up at her clearly waiting for some sort of response, her response was a vague wave of the hand causing the music to rather abruptly cut off "I think I've has just about enough of that. I don't know if you're trying to redeem yourself in some manner to avoid destruction but if you are you're doing a rather poor job of it." She said with a sigh and quick as a whip Jenn conjured a bolt of lightning in her left hand and hurled it at ehr guest hoping to take him off guard, his little song and dance routine had gone a LONG way toward derailing her train of though on what elaborate method she would take to destroy him and so Jenn decided perhaps it was just best to do things the simple way, brute force.

[Kurosanai Muzai]

The look on the blue woman’s face was one of shock and confusion. Surely she had been expecting the young man to continue to plummeting into the abyss or that he would somehow be humbled by her gender switching powers. But I have to be frank with you. Would you really be reading the thread right now if Kuro had fallen into the abyss before smashing into the ground at the bottom of the pit or if he just begged the blue woman to forgive him for what he had done? No. Neither would I as that would be boring as hell. Instead Kurosanai watched as the blue woman literally watched him lying there as the song continued to play in the background.

"I think I've has just about enough of that. I don't know if you're trying to redeem yourself in some manner to avoid destruction but if you are you're doing a rather poor job of it." The blue woman waved her hand and the music fell silent in the universe around them. Party pooper. The prodigy of the Muzai was not entirely sure what was going to happen but what happened next was not anticipated. She raised her hand and then with a quick snap of his wrist lightning sprang forth from her hand and struck Kurosanai in the chest. The blast sent volts of electricity shooting through his veins. It was enough to cause his sun glasses to go flying and his body to begin to convulse. Then after a short epileptic moment his body came to a rest. Electricity sprang from his body every few moments as the energy tried to escape its new found container. The air would fall deadly silent as his body lay there with a lifeless looking eyes adorned in his skull. No doubt the blue woman would be remorse by the apparent death of her friend.

Just as she might be ready to breathe a sigh of relief there came a strange sound. It was almost like the base was starting to build in the area that surrounded the two figures. Suddenly Kurosanai’s apparent began to shout out into the abyss. “Fire up your loud, another round of shots…” The words seemed to echo in the space as the strange sound echoed to silence.



“TURN DOWN FOR WHAT!” Kurosanai’s body suddenly launched forward off the ground as fire lifted him to his feet. Once the soles of his feet touched the ground the beat of the song rippled through the air at maximum volume. The beat was so irresistible that Kurosanai began to crump in front of the blue skinned dream woman as if his entire body was convulsing as if it was being shocked by electricity over and over again. His movements while they were aggressive looking they were far from threatening to her life. He was just dancing. Dancing like a maniac, maniac on the flooooooor. Sorry, couldn’t resist throwing that in there. I am genuinely curious as to how the woman of Kurosanai’s dream is going to react to his new found crumping skills.

[Delashano]

Jenn smirked as it appeared that she had finally rid herself of the annoying construct, her bolt had strick in dead in the chest and he presently lay motionless on the floor and THANKFULLY the idiotic music that it had somehow managed to conjure had been easy enough to dispel, she hadn't quite realized the full effect that might come from granting it such a vague wish 'the ability to use magic' she shook her head at the thought, it was a good thing that none of this was 'real' as an actual person with such vague power to command mystical energies was quite dangerous especially if they were the sort of person that the construct had acted like. Jenn crossed her arms over her chest and let out a sigh as she waited for the form of the construct to break down and return to the ring... she waited... and waited... and soon it became evident that the body WAS NOT breaking down... and on top of that there was a strange hum in the air that caused Jenn to look around in an effort to identify the location of the sound but the more she looked the louder it got and the less clear on where it was originating from became.

As a strange voice echoed through the room Jenns eyes darted back to the 'corpse' of her guest just in time for the show to begin, flames erupted from the constructs legs propelling him back to his feet as yet another strange song began in force causing Jenn to grit her teeth in frustration, exactly WHAT was it going to take to get rid of this idiotic construct? She hadn't exactly thrown EVERYTHING she had at it but she'd certainly thrown FAR more at it than she normally needed. It was about as troubling a concept as it was annoying, but perhaps she simply needed to throw a bit more power at it? Regardless something NEEDED to be done NOW as despite how annoying the music was Jenn found herself barely able to keep herself from swaying to the beat. 

Jenn sighed as she watched as the construct appeared to be having something akin to a seizure on her floor, she found herself debating for a moment whether she preferred that it appeared to not be a genuine seizure or not, on the one hand if it WERE genuine then it meant that things might get a bit... messy if the construct had somehow developed some sort of problem with itself but on the other hand it meant that it was CHOOSING to act like this which only served to further confuse her, as her guest flailed about on the floor Jenn extended her arms out on each of her sides and as she did so mist began swirling around her and just as quickly as the mist appeared it began coalescing into all manner of objects, oil lamps, desks, rocks, anything that came to Jenns mind began to form and just as quickly as it took form it would rocket forward at her guest the attacks were perhaps a bit more mundane than the bolt of lightning but with any luck the flailing about would make avoiding the objects more difficult and thus Jenn would find herself able to bury the construct beneath an ever increasing heap of junk. It would HAVE to eventually die from the blunt force trauma or perhaps suffocation, she didn't much care HOW it happened so long as it did.

[Kurosanai Muzai]

The woman didn’t seem to enjoy Kurosanai’s crumping skills. Perhaps she didn’t fully understand the unique dancing style. Maybe the blue woman needs to be properly educated on the exact meaning of what crumping is. You know what that means kids, to the dictionary! Crumping: Great style of dancing, performed be a select few, preferably to rap or techno beats. This woman is clearly not a fan of music, but then again I am not a super huge fan of the song Kuro is dancing to anyways. I personally more of a Jungle Japes man myself, hell I even rock out to Donkey Kong’s sweet jungle beats when he gets his final smash. But that is neither here nor there. We should really just focus on what is happening in Kuro’s sweetest of dreams.

Like I had said the woman did not seem to be overly taken by Kurosanai’s dance style and apparent recovery from being shot in the chest with lightning. His eyes struggled to come to a focus as the lightning still rippled through his body. It was only too late that he noticed what the magnificently beautiful woman was doing. Magical energy swirled around her hand and then suddenly a living room lamp ripped through the air and smashed into Kuro’s face.

“Shit!” Kuro said as he stumbled backwards. “Who throws a lamp?!” He yelled as he saw a rolled up rug heading straight for his face. He ducked underneath is as the beautifully woven Persian rug landed just a few feet behind him. As he began to rise back to a standing position an old fashioned telephone smashed into his shin with a ring. Now you may ask how I know she was using magic, well for that right there. You would need magic to find an old landline phone like that. The prodigy of the Muzai stumbled backwards as various items began to pelt him. Covering his face he eventually trips backwards on the rug that he had just dodged and smashed against the floor with a thud. As soon as his body came to a rest the items just began to rain down on Kurosanai. They covered his body and began to crush him under their weight. The list of items that were thrown onto Kurosanai includes: baseballs, basketballs, two school desks, Brandon’s mother, Voldemort, a first edition of Edgar Allen Poe, a Gnostic Bible, a boat, all the seasons of Dragon Ball Z on DVD, several books of erotica, a type writer, Google Glass, a pokeball, a Domo, dozens of plushies, kitchen utensils, the kitchen sink, the United States tax code, a Spartan shield and one writer by the name of Rob. And that is only to mention a fraction.

Kurosanai sat under the crushing weight of the objects. What was he doing wrong? Was he not showing enough confidence in himself? That must be it! He must prove to the woman that he was the man of her dreams. And it was in that moment that he felt a surge of magical energy flowing through his body. In a bright light his body seemed to disappear before rocketing up directly through the pile of stuff. Then in dramatic fashion he landed on the twenty foot tall mountain of random objects dawning an new outfit. His torso and arms were bandaged like normal but instead of wearing his normal pants and boots he wore just a speedo. His legs appeared to be perfectly shaved to display his toned legs. With a flick of his wrist the sun glasses reappeared. Music once again began to appear.



The rhythmic music allowed Kurosanai to strut forward down the mountain of various items. Each stride was a pronounced movement. Once he was on the ground he made quick work of closing the distance between the two of them. “This is how I roll, come on ladies it's time to go. We headed to the bar, baby don't be nervous. No shoes, no shirt, and I still get serviced! WATCH” Kurosanai sang with laser like focus. He would march right up to the blue woman grab her gently by the chin and then lean in for a kiss. His lips would meet hers for a passionate second before leaning back again. “Cause I’m sexy and I know it.”

[Delashano]

Jenn smirked as she surveyed her handiwork, truth be told she'd barely even been putting much thought into exactly what she'd been manifesting to throw at the idiot after a while, it all sort of just blended together into a whirlwind of fury and now that she took a look she could barely even recognize what most of the things WERE, perhaps an odd side effect of letting her magic do the heavy lifting on the 'what' she was manifesting. It had been amusing to watch the various strange items pelt the body of the construct and once he was on the ground it hadn't taken long for the storm of stuff to bury him. She only stopped when finally she could see him no longer and the energy signature he'd been putting off was just so overwhelmed by the latent energy of the items she'd manifested. Now that he was contained it was just a matter of figuring out the best way to deal with him, he'd already proved himself to be obscenely resilient to physial harm and adaptive to dangerous situations. Perhaps it would just be a matter of overwhelming him with raw power?

Jenn was drawn from her thoughts as she felt a surge of energy from the pile of random junk, the latent energy within them long having dispersed into the air it was now much easier to get a read on her guest and much to her frustration he was not in fact down and out but rather growing stronger, just a few moments after the surge of energy he burst out from the pile in a surprisingly impressive show of light ultimately landing atop the junk pile having somehow obtained a new wardrobe Jenns expression sank into a look of mixed disgust and frustration as she looked upon him finding that he was FAR less clothed that he had been before, he flicked his wrist and once again a pair of sunglasses popped into existence upon his face, and with that Jenn found herself profoundly incapable of 'dealing with it' and to make matters worse once again a steady beat began to pulse throughout the room.

"You have to be joking..." Jenn muttered to herself as she watched her guest strut down the mountain doing an impressive job of looking like a plucked peacock who had not yet realized exactly how silly he looked, his moment was focused on drawing as close to her as possible and for the time being Jenn allowed it finding herself strangely curious what idiocy he would attempt next and ultimately the worst case scenario was that she'd have him close by to launch a new attack on him. Jenn felt the muscles in her right eye twitch in annoyance as he began to sing the lyrics to the song she did not know and all to quickly he was VERY close and his hand grasped her chin, caught utterly off guard by the speed and unexpectedness of it all Jenn did not have time to stop him from planting a kiss on her lips. Jenn was left staring blankly at him for a few seconds as her brain attempted to register if that had actually just happened.

And of course when it DID the blank stare was quickly replaced by a snarl of fury as Jenn cocked her arm back and threw a hard right aimed directly for her guests face, this time there was no 'plan' behind her actions no method on how she would destroy him, just pure unabashed fury, regardless of if the punch connected Jenn would follow through by throwing as many punches and kicks at him as her body was capable of throwing attempting to break past any attempt at defense through sheer amount of attacks and a lack of restraint on her own strength.

[Kurosanai Muzai]

The moment that their lips touched Kurosanai could feel a spark shoot through his body like no others. He had only dated a few girls before so to be honest Kurosanai was pretty much a noob at this. That is unless you really count virtual girls because if that is taken into effect then he was the best ladies’ man in the entire galaxy. But sadly we are not and Kurosanai is absolutely clueless with women, if you have not gotten that point from the rest of this thread. So when his lips touched the beautiful blue woman’s a spark of energy danced around his body. It caught him so off guard that he actually stumbled backwards with his fingers touching his lips several times in an effort to try and figure out what had just happened. Suddenly he felt something growing in his stomach that was unlike anything that he had experienced before.

“The taste of your lips I’m on a ride. You’re toxic I’m slipping under…” Instantly a voice boomed out of his mouth. The only problem with it was that it was actually a feminine one. In fact the voice was exactly identical as the one that is actually located in this music video right here!



“With a taste of your poisoned paradise I’m addicted to you,” Kurosanai continued to sing as he began to back away. His hands darted in front of his mouth and immediately muted the sound. He was afraid at what he was seeing more so then what he was experiencing. The majestic blue woman began to charge forward at him with punch after punch. She must have been overwhelmed by the kiss and decided that in order to protect her honor so she wouldn’t be called a harlot. To be honest though, as a spectator to this entire thing, it is actually both hot and scary to fight a beautiful blue woman am I right fellas?

Kuro ducked left and right in order to get out of the way of the punches as they just barely grazed by his head. Each time he tried to open his mouth the song only blared from his lips. “Don’t you know that you’re toxic and I love what you do.” This is when panic sets in folks. In that moment of panic Kurosanai froze just long enough in order to get punched in the face. The feeling of her fist slamming into his face was something that felt a lot more real then he thought it would. This was followed up with a hard shot to the stomach. When her fist connected with that of his solar plexus the feeling that had been growing in his stomach suddenly burst forth in a manner that he did not think was possible. The shot forced his mouth to fall open but as it did instead of more music spurting forth from his mouth a wave of ice cold breath sprang forth. Little did he know but this breath would freeze anything it touched including a now very close pissed off woman.

The sheer shock of this caused Kurosanai to jump backwards regardless of the effect that it had on the woman. He would land on his feet and take a deep breath in. After trying to slow his breathing down a bit it was at that point that he noticed that every time he took a breath a small cloud of cold air would appear. Whatever this was it did not appear like something he could fully turn off, it would have to be something that was handled later however. His eyes would snap back up to the woman and without even thinking about what was going on Kuro began to raise his hand to his face.

“If you want to fight me so be it! I challenge you to an agni kai!” Kuro would yell back as his right hand pushed backwards across his face. Everywhere his hand touched a large dark healed burn mark would appear until it looked like someone had blasted him in the face with a fire blast. As he dropped back into fighting stance fire briefly sprung from his hands and his normal attire would appear once again. He was ready to show this woman how good of a fire bender he actually was.

Jotun’s Breath- The user breathes outwards a strong gust of air that sits at absolute zero in front of them. As a side effect of having this move the user, no matter how much they train, always has a cloud of cold air appearing in front of them when they take a breath. This can be practiced so that it is hardly noticeable and just slightly above 40 degrees Fahrenheit.

[Delashano]

In the brief moments that had passed while she had stood there stunned by her 'guests' actions he had once again begun to babble some form of song that she did not recognize again complete with strange music that seemed to eminate from everywhere and nowhere. She knew quite well that such an effect was easily possible inside the ring but it was really only supposed to be that way for HER none of the others had displayed any ability to manipulate the world inside of the ring before so why was this one so different. Ultimately the only event that seemed likely to explain it was the wish she had granted, it had not been intended to do anything more than give him the CAPACITY for mystical power not... not this

It was with no small amount of satisfaction that Jenn felt her fist connect with the anomalous construct's face and gut the feel of the impact was going to go a long way toward letting her calm down, but ultimately that would come when this fool was finally gone gone from her world. For so long she had wished for some amount of companionship in this world, to deal with the frustration of being alone. But time and again the constructs proved to be increasingly poor attempts, and this was perhaps the worst.

Jenn certainly did not expect that when her fist struck the construct's gut that he would suddenly start expelling frigid air on her and all too quickly the ice enveloped her arm up to the shoulder causing Jenn to let out a hiss of frustration as she pulled away, while she was hurriedly working to deal with her frozen appendage the construct was once again talking and just as she had become accustomed his words were mostly nonsense save for the ultimate underlying meaning of them. He wanted to fight and i9f he wanted a fight then she was MORE than willing to oblige. 

Jenn let her power surge the most immediet effect of which being that the ice on ehr arm began to crack and split and melt as her energy began to rapidly warm the strange ice, a few moments later and Jenn was able to flex her muscles and burst her imprisoned limb free, not a moment after her arm was released Jenn would tear forward attempting to take the construct off guard again with a flurry of punches and kick, the majority of which were focused on his head and chest 

This attack pattern was mostly just a cover up, her true intent was that once he seemed to enter a rythem of defending her attacks she would switch it up shifting stance and aim a swift kick directly at his groin. Generally Jenn avoided this level of 'dirty fighting' even before she had met Sei she would have likely resisted the urge to do something like this but the construct had gone a LONG way toward getting on her bad side which meant she held little to no sympathy, the fact that quite soon it would not even exist also helped quite a bit,

[Kurosanai Muzai]

The magic had gifted him the new large burn scar that had adorned his face. Dream magic was proving to be one of the best kinds that I have ever seen. And I have seen David Copperfield live before! I mean sure some it was probably smoke and mirrors like the blue woman thinking that she was somehow more powerful that our fateful young hero. But back to the real story David Copperfield made a group of people disappear right before my eyes. It was insane! I mean how do you do that?! No, nevermind. Don’t tell me, I don’t want to know. I feel like if someone tries to ruin the surprise that I am going to abuse my admin autho…I mean my narrator contract and start giving away all the spoilers!

Kurosanai could not believe the strength that had been given to him in this dream. Thanks mainly to Graderr unbeknownst to our young protagonist. In fact he is the best grading authority in all grading authorities. That is really all I need to say on that matter. With the magic bestowed upon him by the beautiful blue woman and the power to rise above all challenges by graderr he was ready for the battle.

“I am ready to test my firebending skills against you blue woman!” Kurosanai would cry out as she made her advance. Her strikes came in a rhythmic pattern that the prodigy of the Muzai. She had made short work of the ice that had encased her arm from the random new breath technique that he had. Each strike was blocked with equal force back but with flames jumping from his hands. The fire would most likely only because some minor discomfort as it was more just for show than anything else. Strike after strike was blocked away with a quick burst of fire. It was almost like watching a small fireworks show and must have been quite beautiful. Everything was going to plan until both I and the blue skinned woman decided to be cruel to the young main character of the story. The blue woman’s foot shot up like a rocket in between his legs. Instantly his hand fell to his groin as another punch slammed into his face sending Kurosanai rolling across the ground in sharp pain.

“Oh by the gods…who kicks someone in the groin…?” Kurosanai groaned as he began to crawl away. He only made it a few feet before rolling onto his back. A sense of defeat came over him as he realized that the blue haired woman would most likely be descending on him.

“Kuzuko…Kuzuko…” An older wise sounding voice echoed throughout the room. Kurosanai’s eyes searching the room but could not find anything. Like a ghost slowly appearing an older looking man appeared with a small cup of tea in his hand. “Kuzuko…you can do this. Remember your training.” He stated as he looked on with a compassionate yet firm look.

“But Uncle…I don’t think I can overcome this task…” Kurosanai responded.

“Nonsense. Remember your training! Remember that your stances give you strength. A strong stance gives your fire life. A weak stance extinguishes it. Now break her stance and take this Agni Kai! Break her stance!” The old man roared on from the sidelines egging him on. “Kuzuko I took you in when your father turned his back on you. I have faith in you; I have faith in your abilities.” Uncle added with a soft smile.

Feeling a newly lit fire in his stomach Kuzuko let a tear roll down the burned side of his face. Rolling back onto his shoulders he sprang back to his feet sending a wave of fire outwards in all directions. “I will make you proud Uncle! I will prove to you today that your training did not go to waste!” Kuzuko yelled as he charged forward. As he closed distance his right hand would come down sending a wave of fire descending at her face. After this he would shift on his feet for launching another fire blast outwards but this time with the intention of slamming it into her chest. The sequence would be finished by Kuzuko going into a shoulder spin sending a wave of fire directly at the feet of the blue skinned woman. If he broke her stance then she would be helpless. He would not let his Uncle down, and he would prove to his father that he was able to take on the Avatar!

[Delashano]

Jenn smirked as she landed her blow rather squarely right between the legs of her opponent causing him to let out a groan of pain as he fell over and began slowly dragging himself away. Jenn let her power begin to flow again drawing it into her hand as she prepared to finally do away with this idiotic construct once and for all so that perhaps she might return to her rest once again. However just as Jenn began to gather her energy she heard a voice echoing throughout the room immediately drawing her attention as much like her guest Jenn began searching the room for the source.



A few short moments later and a spectral image of a man appeared speaking to the construct and for the most part the two were babbling nonsense enough so that combined with the sudden new arrival Jenn simply watched the two exchange words utterly flabbergasted by the situation. She had expected that the idiocy of the construct alone would be the extent of things but now with yet another added to the mix Jenn simply did not know what to do, it was certainly not the first time she had encountered multiple constructs but often they barely recognized each other focusing entirely on her, this one however was utterly focused on the first.



Jenn finally managed to snap herself out of her own confusion as the construct jumped back to his feet and let loose a blast of fire as he babbled yet more nonsense about training and his uncle of which she could only assume the second construct was such. The first blast was easy enough to avoid as it was unfocused and seemingly just a show of power simply pulling back was all that was necessary to avoid it as flames exploded in every direction. However when the construct took off at full speed running right at her while sending another wave of fire Jenn quickly found dodging far more difficult.



Jenn pulled back as he attacked twisting her body to avoid the first attack however the second caught her dead center in the chest as another tore after it the two blasts together doing more than enough to throw Jenn off her feet and sprawling backward. Jenn let out a low groan of mixed pain and frustration as she came to rolling onto her chest as she pushed herself up with her fists her head lifting to lock eyes with her enemy. Somehow with every passing moment he found more and more unique ways to infuriate her, perhaps it was time to stop holding back, here in her lamp it was she who was all powerful, while he possesed a means of manipulaing things to an extent it was forced, the magic of the ring however would far more easily heed her call.



"ENOUGH" Jenn snapped eyes very literally burning with fury as her body began pulsing with power as she tapped into the ring's magic, the energy around her coming to life in the form of a mixture of fire and mist that quickly enveloped her form masking her from his view the swirling vortex of fire and mist took to the air zipping across the room and away from her enemy as it began to grow larger and larger.



"NOW YOU SHALL DEAL WITH MY FURY AND ALL THE POWER I COMMAND" Jenns voice thundered from everywhere at once as the vortex continued to grow and then quite suddenly something burst through the mist and flame towering above the vortex as it slowly began to die down, it was both Jenn and not Jenn at the same time, the form of the being was certainly not Jenns own or even anything similar to it, Jenn was not transformed taking the form of a titanic reptilian beast, a Dragon, deep blue scales armored her form, she hefted her body forward slamming her forelegs into the ground causing the room to shake and the floor beneath her to crack, a few steps forward pulled Jenns new form out of the vortex and revealed it to her guest in its full glory, both sleek and powerful Jenn had become the spitting image of an iconic dragon her eyes still blazed with the same fury just prior to her transformation and still remained trained upon her guest. With little more peamble Jenn took a deep breath and then unleashed a wave of lightning from her maw many bolts of lightning tearing through the air lashing out at anything they could reach, focused primarily upon her guest.