Aria[W] vs. Pagoma[L] [Ref: Hal'y]

“Who are you?"

Aria caught his words just before the loud crack of tree bark and the supersonic jet engine echo that raged outward into the world. After her brutal assault the changeling had the means to pull out a device. As her fist shots out like a barrage of shotgun pellets, that landed against a thin film of protection, and Aria cooed at his quick brilliance.

“Commanda’ Aria Rondown. I am so sorry you can’t keep up with little ol’ me. But you can at-least make this fun, right?”

He tapped the side of his scouter and her body shivered and she flashed a licentious grin, all while grabbing hold of her body as if she had been harassed. “Why how bold of you, darlin’! You scanned all of my dark little secrets without even askin’. Mama, likes.”

Pagoma dropped his weights, and as they smashed into the ground it bowed to its bulk. Cracks shot out from the epicenter of the hole the weights made and miniature dust clouds invaded the air. Aria was being very patient for a predator. She allowed her prey to prepare himself and she did so with her tongue tracing her lips in hunger.

His partner, Voithos, came with equipment more suited for battle and Aria only watched as he quickly dressed himself with it. She was interested to see just what he had in store for her. He rushed at her and took a jump. When he spun, his tail flayed out like a whip with aims to her neck. Instead of meeting her tough exterior, however, the tail slide right through her body as if she was only a projection.

Her body had become intangible, glowing a purple hue all around it. She had become a ghost for just that moment. “Oh no darlin’ ya missed me,” she teased while turning around and letting out a lighthearted giggle of playful intent. But he did not miss her with he flames. She gasped as they smashed into her body and expanded to set fire to the trees and leaves. The heat was intense and she moaned in a weird mixture of pain and excitement.

Once the flames were done being spewed, she was seen coughing into her sleeve, ridding her metal lungs of the soot that made it hard to breathe. The gynoid seemed helpless. She looked unable to react in time to his upper cut, but as his fist went to meet her, it happened again.

Her image was there, but her body wasn’t. His uppercut went through her. The moment his arm was clear of her body, her faded body became tangible again and she swung a fist that was drenched in violet colored energy. It aimed at his exposed armpit. “I felt that. I can actually feel pain again. That is wild.”

Aria was more astonished at the fact that pain was brought upon her person. She was even more astonished at how it felt to lose the ability to breathe from the smoke and soot. She was so distracted that Voithos’ assault hit its marks. Her body rocked with each hit, making her take steps backwards and yelp out in surprised pain. “Oh my! I do believe this will be quite the entertainment for the Queen.”

Her chaotic aura waved about as it had been fed by their energy. The energy that it stole seemed to want to rage back out and be used against them, and so early in the fight too! Aria could not resist its call and began to fuel her feet with their energy. The black tar-like aura coiled around her legs and soaked into her skin and Aria charged at Pagoma first. Her shadows danced with the flames which began their spread around the forest, showing her attack patterns to the animals who watched.

She swung her legs twice at Pagoma’s head, pinging that to be her primary target for this bout. With each kick that would connect, an explosion of darkness would look to damage Pagoma further. In one fluid motion, her hand would reach down toward his center, with her other hand pointing at his partner. Four blasts, 2 for each of them, popped out of her palms with intent on smashing against their bodies and causes explosive harm.

After the last blast, she followed the one she sent to Voithos, and decided to give him attention as well. “So I gave away my name, how about you two?”

She lashed her foot out toward Voithos ribcage, wanting to not only break it but also add an explosive measure to ensure that his ribs not only collapsed, but shattered at its force. Aria was putting too much stock into her strength, but a girl could try right?

Voithos stretched out his finger and shot a beam at the gynoid, popping her in the chest. Aria stumbled back, but not without a grin. She was having a different reaction to pain than the normal person would have. She was used to being an android, void of pain, for the longest now. While on Namek she took her experiments with Old Gods to herself finally, and she saw the success.

Now she was somewhat close to them in genetic design. There were still android parts, something that was tough to rid herself of without another blast of Namekian Magic, but she was more organic now.

And Aria loved it.

Pagoma’s cries caught her attention and she saw him breath in for what looked like another spew of flames. This time, Aria was not to have that. She held her hands up, displaying red jewels that were set at the center of her palms. “Oh no, I think Smokey the bear would want to have a word with you, darlin’”

His flames would arc inward, into two strings of flaming energy, and her jewels ate them like two fire eating dragons. She did not stop there. She pulled in all of the flames, leaving a blackened forest and rising dark smoke behind. Aria saved the forest, but not for its own good. It was for the good of the fighters. Heat brought on increased fatigue, Aria knew. If she wanted this fight to last long, if she wanted her play to last her attention span, then she needed to reserve both of their energies.

She needed time to tender his bones and flesh properly, didn’t she?

Afterwards, Pagoma charged at her, fist cocked back. Aria could react easy if she wanted to, but there was no fun in it. Voithos was now off licking his wounds, leaving his master to fend for himself against the gynoid, and Aria was going to take advantage of this personal time she was given with the stronger of the two.

And so she stepped into his charge, body deep in its elephant rampage stance, and delivered a swift combinations of jabs and elbow strikes. Her aim was simple and it did not change from the last time they were in an exchange of blows, she aimed at his neck and head area. She jumped up, pulling her knees upward in quick succession rather than at the same time, both aimed to crush his chin. If one missed, then the other was hell bent on completing the job. Upon her feet landing back onto the ground, two jabs came for his nose.

Dark purple shades of color sparked out of her eyes, instead of the crimson blood hues and gave a signal off that she was pulling from the telekinetic stringlines. She tugged and pulled a boulder, the size of Pagoma himself, and with acute precision she threw it at him. The boulder’s force would be enough to shatter it upon contact with anything, whether Pagoma expertly escaped, or it crashed into a tree or the ground.

Regardless, she used that time to string together another combination of jabs after of the boulder’s attack. Four sets of knuckle led punches tried to knock at the door of Pagoma’s orifice, wanting to ask his teeth if they could come out to play. “So, darlin’ what the fuck is your name? Don’t be rude to me. Because, I feel like I could crush you in an instant…”

Her voice, with its southern draw and high one, dropped its tone to a low bellow and the southern twang intensified.

“And the Commander hates it, when you are RUDE, boy.” At the end of her bellow, her mauve hued eyes flashed again and the pieces of boulder rose from their graves. Each stone vibrated violently before charging at a focal point, that point being Pagoma. They were going to reform the boulder once again, bringing it back to life. But in doing so, they threatened to crush the changeling. Once they formed together, crushing him or not, the rubble would fall to the ground lifeless once again.

Aria would then use this to try and end their close-range assault before it truly began, dashing at him and trying to use his own body as a stepping stone to get her elbows beyond his height. Like pickaxes, her elbows would come crashing down, ferociously trying to mine for Pagoma’s brain stem.