Alianette

@joey_destroyer_of_worlds: @exemplar:

"Well of course they like you now, come in doing good things saying your just a guide who would dislike you. The opening scene of kindness and nobility isn't going to tread on other peoples toes. But the opening act isn't always the best gauge of character." The hero of the story was likely to go through arcs and twists in later chapters not those present at the start. And of course Alianette never thought discussion how to understand anyone best anyway. However it was looking like competition was coming this way more set in stone in the aproach.

"Actually there is, taking them. I can have as much joy saving a life as I can taking it. It feels good knowing someone will continue because of you to know your an inspiration. But the feeling of conquest and being unrivaled feels good as well. The question is which really wins over? There is no light and dark so much as people way I see it. And the best way to understand someone is in their actions." Her dune of elevation faded away as Ali dropped into a meditative seated position.

"My girlfriends one of those environment freaks over there with your model friends. So I might end up as opposition regaurdless. But first I'd like to just see the real you. He looks here to put an end to what your doing. Clever words I don't think will win this one over, so what kind of guardian are you when the gloves come off?" Joey was now here and Alianette was looking forward to seeing how this confrontation would go.

@keepcalm: correct it's aimed at Nox

Thanks When DV/Vex died I was like Jess should take a "Bat" look and BW was the coolest and most accurate choice I thought ^.^

@ian_idyll: @exemplar:

From a nearby stream Airavata materialized beside the Avatar of the Green. Natasha and Alianette however appeared rather by the rain what had been just the tears of the dark sky came the pair of girls one just an explorative teen the other a grand master of martial arts. "Have fun and don't get in over your head" Ali remarked before turning toward a plateau of sand. She covered the ground quickly, but not by sprint or flight the ground simply carried her forward. Her arms crossed and stance casual as she crossed the distance. Earth rising to equal height so Ali could look her opposition in the eyes.

She was a prodigy of a student a mind that understood her craft with a grace that would of been beautiful if not for it's roots in violence. For no matter how good she got it was the trial by fire that got her heart pumping. When she was a child she was taken in by the Covenant, a religion founded by a Sith Lord and turned into the teaching of the force in general. Ali was quick to learn it, to become a force user for the ages and then she went to the Reisho monastery. It was here she learned of chakra and chi and developed phenomenal skills there as well. She was a breakthrough of talents made flesh and bone. Soon enough however flesh and bone were surpassed as well. By now she saw herself akin to a god. The question she struggled with was a god of what?

She'd brought family back to life, battled Doom, could rise from the grave easier then biblical stories. Yet she didn't know what her purpose should be but perhaps some light could be shed on that today as she met the Exemplar and whoever this companion at his side was. "Alianette is my name I came with allegiance to that kleptomaniac water creature over there."

She'd made a customary and respectful bow before pointing to the confrontation in the distance. "If you don't mind me asking why do you want to rule? Wha is it with people wanting power and status for what they do? Be it a revolt or noble conquest it always ending in who owns what. Whatever happend to just helping the economy and ecosystem while thining out the bad seeds?" Heroics was a dying art it felt like nobody did it for for the people without doing it for themselves as well.

Naturally talking rarely worked in the wars of the modern age diplomacy and negotiation was a myth. Ali expected it to be a 'assist or die' ending statement as an answer. If it came to a fight, like she admittedly wanted she had a move prepared. In a fight with Milo Archer also known as Tranquil, the Yin Yang master had aquired his optic talents. Her obsidian and tangerine serpent like eyes had a variety of powers. Called Heavens Eye these chakra based powers were unique in function needing little effort or expense to use for starters. Of these attacks the one Ali would go for was titled Hate, which would cast a white flame that was said to be able to burn anything. She'd look to ingulf the duo in this undying flame curious to see how they fought the attempted incineration.

So as to not be spread to thin I probably won't post with Nat Stark just keep it Klepto and Ali that said I'm off to make a post

@medusa_merc: @kitsune_squad:

One opponent was down, bested by the latest technique in Alianette's list of moves. The inferno which danced along opponents and spectators alike flooded the air with the smell of burning flesh. An alteration of matter in the youngest squad members body led to a detonation of grizzly portrayal. There wasn't the time to enjoy the victory however as there was still the two girls to take down. And surprisingly another jumped into fill the slot of the fallen squad mate. Hands passed through the air the color of static and dancing currents beautiful but not met with the crescendo of ruptured flesh and bone.

And before Ali knew it she had to move to the defensive as she was attacked mid motion. Her hand raises to shield her eyes of the ashes, the move was nothing new for her. She'd fought plenty of people in fights both clean and dirty. This however was an optimal distraction for the new arival. A table came her way, her elemental senses picked up on it easier then the knives and the heat of the moment limited her response speed. Her fist flew toward the table with no lack of speed or might. Impact of the wood echoed with a loud crack throughout the room as flesh met wood. And sure enough it split apart splinters flying in every way. The larger pieces of wood helping to redirect the chandelier. Vermillion fluid dripped from the Yoso master's knuckles a few slivers of wood imbedded in the flesh. Knives however moved without fail, the downside they were designed to lead the target. He thought she'd dodge not face head on. So the blades were grazing wounds instead of deep impacts. Ash of scorched individuals danced about her some touching torn flesh. Her body stung but it wasn't going to slow her down. Still with accelerated motion and indeed in the game the last knife she was ready for evasion wasn't to possible to fast instead she dropped to a knee with palm up, her left hand catching the blade instead of a vital joint. Her hand was almost split in two from the blades size but it was better then being potentially slowed down.

"I do apologize your friend deserved better. It's a fatal game however innocent or not you had to know the risk." It was the only ounce of compassion the remaining squad would likely get. As now it was back to the engagement of competitive sport.

The walls floor and roof of the hall the trio were in were forced to close in an elemental display seeking to crush the three. She doubted it'd be enough to end any of them as they moved forward exit closing however she moved downward. Swallowed by the earth, briefly gone as she went for Moa the teleporter. Ali sought to drag her under ground swallowing the trickster like the ground consumed Ali. The difference was the elements worked for the Yoso master while a lack of air and extreme pressure would work against Moa if the move worked. Leaping from the ground once more Ali launched an attack on the Aurelius.

Fast as lightning spawning from the attempted rear flank Alianette attempted to impale the Aurelius. Her hands danced with a furious heat that would burn most metal and cutting winds. Her hands more like heated knives then flesh. She thrusted her hands in a way thought sought to impale the man. The wind and heat would then go off in an explosive force sending them outward. A motion that would turn what was two sword like motions into a violent implosion wishing to split the family man in two. Even if she missed though she was close to her opponent. A perfect time to launch the blade in her palm toward Arceus looking to plant the blade in the man's skull. The move split Alianette's hand in half the image was grizzly but she found it worth it. For she was at point blank range and through means of elements could turn the knife into just as fast of a weapon as he had.

Once more but this time on a larger scale Alianette sought to suck all the oxygen toward her through her mastery of air. She didn't have the time to launch a direct third attack against the leader of the Kitsune. So rather then that she sought to direct all the oxygen in the air and in the lungs of her opponents to her. To choke the trio out as she also built up more air about her own body allowing to provide a tornado like shield for herself and gift her limbs with a cutting edge for further retaliation.

@feral_nova: a little bit even though the Inhumans idea didn't really take off I still see her as the heir to the throne. As such she wants to be all they'd need. But she isn't that by fighting in Catacalysm she's seen she isn't near that kind of power level. Then she sees actions she finds foolish and that makes her furious only making it harder to play nice with Siphon. I decided to play with the idea to give her a bit of a story arc to travel through the KOV

However sleepovers are easy we live in the same Hellicarier after all :p

@kitsune_squad:

Her hands find a home impacting with force and furious elements the targets resistant. The motion to behead the foe wasn't met with such bloody results but they did land. Similarly one kick was evaded and the other struck the stomach rather then the head. The team was resourceful to say the least, this fight wouldn't be easy. But then Ali fought a variety of foes and trained in the worst situations she could find. Just because there wasn't an instant kill didn't mean she was concerned. Resistance comes no need to hold on, she inflicted her wounds time to move to the defensive.

A punch to the back of the knee footing is compromised having barely landed on her feet from the kick before. The Yin Yang prodigy drops rolling off the table. Her rise finds a sword near her throat held by the leader of the trio. The other two are quick to aproach from behind. The teleporter was first moving from front to behind in a second the other running to position. Both are quick the move is a sound one but Alianette's body is quickened by lightning in the veins granting her swifter motion. Her sparring with her father Ishin gave her the knowledge to be ready for such movement. She leaps from the floor to the seating portion of the wood and from there to a backflip. A small cut marks her neck but the kicks miss.

"This is a competition I came for such. You should be proud, proud that I chose you over the others. Sense your a talkative trio however let me pose a question. How resilient to alteration are your bodies?" She remarked with curiosity, a childish intrigue clear in the otherwise mature and composed opponent. "Yui was it? That kick good as it was, wasn't for bruising. I sought to restructure the elements of the human body. Turn flesh into a bomb all it needs is an ignition source." A quick wave of the hand was made spreading fire throughout the room threatening to ingulf everyone in flames. If her kick had affected the elements like it was designed to when it hit moments ago the result would be brutal. As a body turned to a bomb instead, detonating in a destructive force. Of course Alianette was only getting started with her attacks.

She shot forward like quicksilver, a barely visible blur to the human eye. Her target was the yet to be touched Moa, teleportation and speed were nothing new to Ali still it was a threat. As such Alianette shot forward with a pair of rapid palm strikes. She went first for the face wanting to break the nose and send bone ripping into the brain. The second move went for the chest wanting to collapse the ribcage. Both motions didn't depend on impact however simply coming into proximity. For Ali in that moment took all the fire and heat to convert it into thousands of volts of electricity. Seeking to incinerate Moa like a fly to a bug zapper.

Next up was Suzu still moving as swift as lightning Ali turned to direct an attack on the third foe. Her movement of hands wasn't harmful infact it looked like nothing more then a pulling exercise. With this motion however Alianette sought to rip the air away from Suzu's reach. She planned to rob the leader of breath and then keep oxygen from getting near her threatening to choke the woman as if she were floating in space rather then in a cafeteria. All of these actions passed in less then three seconds Alianette proving to be as resourceful as she was fast.

@medusa_merc: @kitsune_squad:

Dropping to a knee the soul reaving martial arts prodigy picked up the two fangs of the man she'd just slain. She took a moment to conjure new clothes having lost hers in the previous bout. Once dressed she took two loose pieces of string from an audience corps to fashion the two fangs into earrings. Once done she took a severed arm from one of the other corpses to use for another project of hers.

The body was just a composition of elements, typically no Keijijo would be able to do what she was going to as they only could obtain an element or two. Do to crafting souls to herself and obtaining all Yoso she'd figured however she could begin a new study. The foundation was already there symbols infused with chi was a common thing, used to create matter from nothing or provide extra attributes. A common one was teleportation by means of throwing blades. But that came with a displacement of matter, it was metaphysical work it was within reason though that one could do something similar with the physical world as well. One might call it a crude or advanced approach to alchemy. The best summarization though was simply Alianette was looking for a new move.

An explosion sounds off and smoke billows from Alianette's room as she leaves. She's no worse for ware however as she heads to the dinning hall. The fights were done for the day, and Alianette was still uninspired by the competition. She retained the belief she'd fought the hardest foe early on. But no matter she'd eat before picking her next prey.

The hall was grand and long encompassing countless people and tables. Most though were in a position in someway within the sight line of two tables in particular. It was those two tables where the contestants ate. Throughout the hall was countless chatter talk of fights earlier today of fights before and fights yet to come. Ominous yet harmonious music could be heard faintly in the distance by a dedicated source outside of most glances of the eye. And as for the food and service it seemed ripped right from a page on Valhalla grand and inviting.

Ali was quick to finish her food however and approach three girls who sat together. She smiled in a mock friendly way as she came near. "It's a pleasure to meet you my name is Alianette. Thank you for what you've done for Japan." Ali couldn't remember what team the trio worked for mostly because Ali cared not for the teams which came and went like seasons. Heroic work was heroic however and those who saved or claimed life in mass were the best kind of people to Ali. Still it had it's drawbacks as well, she knew one was near in insole one had a devastating cry and another could teleport. Their heroics gave fame and told Ali a bit what she was up against but who was who?

She looked them over, one was young and innocent, looked least prepared. Invulnerability was how she stayed a player in the game most likely. There was one that was an obvious trickster even when just sitting Ali could tell the girl was someone always plotting pranks and mischief. That was the teleporter. The eldest was thus the sonic crying leader, she knew she was the lead by her more level head and general mannerisms.

"Sadly I came for an experience that isn't delivered by tea and a nice meal." The slender Yoso master went into motion leaping into a brutal combination of moves. Her hands went for the leader, while her legs went for the one who seamed invincible.

Her hands raced with lightning and fire and moved with a breeze that's wind currents could cleave wood in two. The right hand went for the elder team members throat while the left hand went for the side of the head. With the various energies around her hands there was a chance of electrocution and burning if not incineration of flesh. A move that could boil eyes and scorch throats without trying. At the hight of the moves potential however was plausible decapitation. While she never went in expecting the best outcome the design of the motion was to remove the screamer's head from it's shoulders. At the same time there was the kicks that went for the youngest.

Those with the durability to tank artillery rounds who couldn't be hurt by titan like punches rarely blocked and were even rarer able to block well. The kick followed by another kick had thus it stood within reason a good chance to land Ali had figured. Besides Alianette wasn't a known entity speculation of what she could do was based on most likely her fight with Pax alone. A fight that showed Ali to be able to break metal at best she was hardly going to crack diamond or better hardness with her physical moves. The young one had little to fear from Ali by appearance. But then again Alianette went into that move with a completely different intention then standard blows.

The body is made of various elements a major one is carbon, depending on the molecular bonds carbon could be as soft as pencil lead or as hard as diamond. While in all likelihood the youngling's durability came from more then just he molecular structure it did most likely play a part. The first kick, sought to take this element and destabilize it to make skin and bone instead be easy to shatter. The second kick focused on other elements such as wilder hydrogen and so on, the many components in the body that were much alike with a bomb. She sought to manipulate these elements in such a way that within the body they were not squishy guts and organs but unstable explosive matter. If the first move was a success her opponent would be robbed potentially of her durability. If the second move landed the girl might just blow up like a human sized stick of TNT. The best part of these two kicks though was while Ali went for the head all she needed was to impact flesh. And neither move was grounded on it's physical impact. Rather the damage came from an unnatural means that sought to rearrange matter against it's will. Matter that fell within her reason of manipulation thanks to the hundreds of years the ten souls gave her in Yoso experience made even more lethal by the prodigy who used those elements and was fought to be an embodiment of life and death. Ali was hard to put down and found subliminal ease in putting others into graves.

@maverick_6:

A cough of carmine to paint a cobbled stone told Alianette of her progress. Her opposition was on his last legs resilient as he was she'd applied a wound with shaving damage slowly robbing vitality. The kick found a brow instead of a temple minimized damage. And the punch to found armor over a vulnerable point, she had to admit Pax was impressively resilient. But when it came to the counter it was just to little to late in the game.

A fist found her ribcage bone was brutalized breaking apart from impact. But Alianette was so accustomed to pain it was easy to ignore. Before her advance to elements and spiritual power she was a master of life and death. Before she could master life and death however she had to master pain to endure brutal wounds and agonizing recovery in moments. Flung backward her momentum was halted by a gust of wind stopping her momentum. And the heat was simply ill conceived against her, lightning and fire her predominant elements.

Clutching her ribs as they mended a sick song of bone cracking into place faintly audible she readied for more. More that didn't come down on his knees Pax was done. "You were good, might of just removed one of the best foes from the game. But it's over." Walking forward the elements began to collect about Alianette's hand. Index and middle finger outward her hand appeared to solidify more like a statue then flesh. Veins were clear her blood solid as a glacier it was a palm durable enough to resist some of the hardest metal. Fire and electricity danced about the hand small at first but soon rising to a point it looked as if the hand was encompassed in a blade of plasma. The wind swirled about her arm like a ravenous tempest a vortex of boundless speed.

And then it came a jab that sought to burrow the two fingers deep into the brain. All before the second push which pursued to thrust the entire hand into the skull. It'd be followed by a detonation of plasma and fragmenting stone designed to obliterate the skull. The move concluding with her free hand thrusting downward through throat if needed but more likely the simple gore soaked crater of what used to be. This motion designed to attempt to rip the spine clean from the opposition. Aiming to conclude the fight with a fatality of headless and spine tearing design. The crowd a roar up until the move started, when Ali started they fell to hushed tones. Edge of the seat, cringing, eager, repulsed and unapologetically blood thirsty.

@maverick_6:

She had grace in motion and ruin in execution. She moved like someone full of life but inflicted wounds and moves that desired execution. Life and death were harmonized in the prodigy to paint a stylization all her own. Her opposition was not without his own merit however befitting of praise as well. His body resisted the alteration of blood his heart not torn from it's place. He was bleeding on the inside but still fighting despite the affliction. Half the giants face was scorched charred and blistered and yet he still fought. It was an impressive display, and quietly and deep down Alianette was pleased by who she chose to raise arms against. And now her arm was being grinded to shards by Herculean strength. The hand easily encompassed her own. But she was far from alarmed.

He roared like a monster blood spotted her face by savage breath and internal wounds. But that's all it was, brutal, savage, monstrous. Wrath was his vice where Ali found harmony in anarchy. Meditation was to keep balance when in times of rest but in the heat of battle she was as calm as the sea. On the floor meeting eyes with the one furious eye of her foe she only smiled. Her crippled hand still had fingers that danced as she immediately took action. Her first move that of further blood bending.

His blood flow suggested several internal injuries for him to be coughing up blood though as he was, certain things had to be harmed. The stomach and the lungs had to be injured or at least one of them. Given her previous move though it was safe to bet both, her target however would be the lungs of her opposition. She'd attempt to regulate blood flow to the lungs, and attempt to burst vessels if needing greater blood flow. All for the intention of flooding these most vital organs drowning her opponent in his blood. At the same time she'd attempt to have other internal wounds bleed profusely seeking to have him bleed out from the inside.

In the meantime a few fists collided with her body crushing her abdomen the two blows would have been crippling of a natural human. Should a third blow have landed it may have even been crippling for her temporarily. Still however Alianette could fight on having taken the time to focus on channeling electric currents through her body to amplify her motion. A favored tactic of the electric favoring Yoso users. She rolled and back flipped with a grace that was fit for a grand master. If not for the amplified swiftness of motion she might have been burried by debris. Instead she was crouched and ready for more. And that rubble looked quite profitable.

She took the smallest and most free of pieces. The kind she could move soundlessly from his blind side. Intention being to move the earth soundlessly and out of his sight, and then send them flying forward like bullets. Given his durability it was quite possible he'd barely be harmed by the impacts alone. But finesse came with the move, she sought to use this moment as a chance to also attempt to get a rock into the throat and the other eye. Blinding and suffocating using the debris spawned from his own furry and might.

Finally she shot forward with lightning speed capable of racing cars and outrunning wildlife with ease. Launching herself into a kick that sought to strike the left temple. A gust of wind used from wounded hand to direct her into an unnatural gravity defying flip attempting to go over the giants head. A two fingered strike shot forward easily able to stab a man with such a high sped blow. Strike intention being to touch the spine and send a surge of electricity that would be enough to kill an elephant. It was a lightning strike within a move akin to a pressure point oriented move.

Despite her injuries and grand moves against a truely admirable foe Alianette couldn't help but take delight and bride in the conflict. She'd still been holding back, she'd only so far used the elements. This was just an endearing sparring session for the death dealer. She was attempting to enter fights and focus on one skill set for showmanship. Her foe was furious she hadn't even grazed her breaking point.