Video | un; Berserker | backdated slightly to start of Tanabata

[bananaoni]

Food and drink, fancily dressed women... Festivals are the perfect chance for pillaging!

[Believe it or not, Ibaraki is actually taking her time to dress up for this.]

Umu! Yes, do take care none of you fall in the path of my enjoyment this evening. And if you do then be sure to entertain me properly. There's nothing more dangerous than a bored oni after all~!

[ooc: Want to plan something out? Feel free to contact me via pm, discord: billbill#6387, or plurk: mr_cynicalperson!]

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[bananaoni]

[Now stuck with just her hands Ibaraki found herself pushed back as the sword began to lash itself out again with the flat side. She sends out bright flames towards Tenshi to at least blind her and give an opening for one hand to get in a blow.

Something difficult to do when that sword was building itself up once more while continuing to lash out. Leaving Ibaraki stuck attempting to dodge as she kept attempting to attack in return.]

Grr...! That's supposed to be my line!

[swordofhisou]

Yeah, well it's my line now isn't it?

[She had her dodging! Tenshi was actually elated by that fact. She hadn't had her dodging the last time they'd fought, but powering through it, and that was exactly what she needed her to be doing, to be constantly on the defensive, because neither of them was good about their defense. They were offensive creatures, or at least that was her take. Tenshi rolled through the flames, her clothes definitely singed but intact, though she herself was just sweating up a storm, showing the heat but not burning.

As the sounds of the crowd began to build, more and more taking in the fight with mounting pleasure and getting animated, she kept the attack pressed. She was aiming to move in hard and fast, to push until she could force Ibaraki near to the walls of the smaller arena, where she'd run out of places to dodge. Not every strike could be empowered, but as the red light formed slowly, could Ibaraki be sure which one was the one that would be augmented? Tenshi couldn't take any chances in giving her a moment to actually pick it out, hoping to keep her on the defensive long enough to get a good hit in.

Above all, she didn't want to keep this going too long. That could be dangerous.]

[bananaoni]

Is not! Give it back!

[She was bolstered by that mocking to reignite her offensive. Letting a clawed hand slash out at Tenshi's silly clothes. At least it distracted her for a few moments from trying to get the Celestial to part with her sword? There wasn't really much room to maneuver now anyway. Leading the oni to become more aggressive than before.

Once again, she is tempted to use her morphing ability. But decided to save that for a later date. At least she's still in control of herself this time around.

Her focus was no longer on trying to stop whatever was happening, as much as it was to get out of the current space she was in. That also meant plenty of openings for Tenshi to take.]

[swordofhisou]

[She cackled at that retort, but she didn't actually say anything. The Oni was lashing out like a beast being backed into a corner, which meant that Tenshi couldn't dare risk any level of weakness in that moment. Claws slashed out, tearing at the clothes and nearly ripping one of the pieces off in the process, leaving a few shallow cuts at the same time. She winced and then grinned. These attacks were, after all, wild and risky, leaving her wide open...

So, Tenshi took advantage of one of those openings. Lunging in just after the claws raked, she brought her blade up. Crimson energy wreathed it and the same antipodal force was filling the weapon as it whipped in across the short distance. When the blunt of the blade slammed in, the Celestial aimed to use the wall of the arena, hoping for a good one-two punch, first from her attack and then the wall.]

[bananaoni]

[The attack obviously connects and sends her bouncing against the wall with a gasp! Tch, she overstepped herself there, how foolish of her. Ibaraki is quick to use her morph ability to discretely harden her head and body as the two blows make contact. It still hurts and does more than just knock the wind out of her!

She slumps against the wall, sliding down.

Ugh, great, just great. Just what she wanted to experience again. Getting slammed against another wall. She really hates this place!]

[swordofhisou]

[Tenshi watched her hit the wall. There was elation and the possibility of triumph. The crowd was roaring, but her heart was hammering in her ear and she stepped up the distance between the two of them while Ibaraki slid down the wall, holding her blade and pointing it levelly at the oni, swallowing.]

I win this round, Ibaraki.

[Fuck, she hoped she conceded. She could keep this going, but she was starting to realize that they probably both had to be careful if they didn't want to do serious damage, and for all her bluster? She definitely didn't want to do that.]

[bananaoni]

Ugh...

[She doesn't look like she wants to give up, if anything Ibaraki looks more embarrassed and annoyed than anything. Oni are prideful creatures and Ibaraki is no exception.]

That's--!

[The bell rings after the oni fails to stand up. Indicating Tenshi's win. Whether or not Ibaraki herself conceded, she is still the one with the breath knocked out of her, on the ground, and a sword pointed her way.]

Tch, no way, damn it all!

[swordofhisou]

[The sword winked out and its light was gone when the bell sounded. Tenshi reached up and touched her back, shrinking it down and causing it to hide as a tattoo in the small of her back rather than risk it being seen again. She had a bit of a smug grin on her face as she reached down to go for the oni's hand, offering to help her up. Well, she'd just won some of her losses back on that bet. Whatever, she had the prize she really wanted.]

Heh. You're mine tonight. But just think of it this way. You've seen what I'm really capable of. Next time, maybe you'll beat heaven, mmm?

[She was honest enough to acknowledge that she wasn't going to win every round against Ibaraki. It'd been close as is. She swallowed and looked at her, her breathing still really animated. She wanted to collar her here, where everyone could see it happen, but she wasn't going to risk the oni's pride. She knew better than to do that.]

[bananaoni]

[There was a wrinkle of her nose at the hand grasping for hers. Yeah, that pride is still there and she does her best to get up on her own. Because of course. Just give her a moment to breath.]

That's-!

[More grumbling from her a bet is a bet. Ibaraki would rather not fulfil her end of any bargain. But... grrr! She pouts.]

...Fine, lets go and get this over with.

[She actually was half expecting her to put that collar thing on her right here and now. Ibaraki still thinks there's some sort of trap or gimmick to it.]

[swordofhisou]

[She grinned once Ibaraki was on her feet. The crowd was still, shockingly enough, more cheers than boos. There were still plenty of the latter, but people seemed to have finally realized that there were a few real combatants out of the Tamamo. Folks liked a good contest.

She motioned and started to head towards the exit, giving a little bow to folks but paying far more attention to Ibaraki. When they were out from under the gate, she nodded over at one of the employees, who brought her a chip that she pocketed and she leaned against the wall, taking the leash into her hand while she winked over at Ibaraki.]

Oh don't worry. We're going to have fun tonight, Ibaraki. I still want to hear you moan for me after all.

(OOC: Since she runs off to catch up with Shuten later in the night, we can assume the scene ultimately ends about the time they're both exhausted and Tenshi's just lying back, half asleep in a hotel room.)

[bananaoni]

A-A-A-AS IF I WILL!

[She's blushing now, nice and bright and reaching her pointed ears. What was up with this turn of events!? Why did she make such a stupid bet and... what was up with that leash!? Gah!!!!

And then... and then that wink! That silly wink that just made her feel all sorts of hot and bothered.

And maybe just a tiny bit giddy.]

[That works~!]

[swordofhisou]

[The door closed, leaving them alone. She reached out with the package, taking out the collar and slipping it around Ibaraki's throat very gently. It didn't 'feel' magical at all, mostly because it wasn't. No tricks. Just agreements. She grinned at her as she attached the leash and very gently tugged on it to bring their lips together.

She grinned into the attempt at a coerced kiss, eyes locked on hers.]

I want to hear you moan my name...

[bananaoni]

[It was natural that Ibaraki would start squirming as the collar is placed around her throat. A red finger reaches up to slip itself between it and her skin. It's silly, and uncomfortable, and it totally does not look fancy now at all!

She was so dang busy fiddling with it that she misses out on the leash part.]

O-Oi! Do you really need to put that thing on me...!?

[And out comes the tidal wave of rebukes. As if she would be brought to the point of moaning out Tenshi's name! Who does she think she is!? Grr.... and now... she was kissing her And... and... okay she moans just a little and shudders.

Ibaraki is the sensitive sort if that wasn't already obvious.]

[swordofhisou]

[Thankfully it fit loosely enough that there was no constriction, but none of that changed the fact that she was currently leashed and being kissed. Tenshi's lips were pressing to hers eagerly while she moaned. One hand rested on her hips as she hovered there on the balls of her feet. Finally, after a moment, she nudged back and settled down, hand going up to slip under the collar and drawing the leash's connection around to the back of the oni's throat, then threading it so that it sort of disappeared down the back of her top, coming out just barely visible behind her back, where she took it again.

She grinned at her, her position nearly totally concealing what was happening as she grinned up at her.]

Our little secret. Come on. We have a date in a hotel room waiting. As long as you don't need to get checked out.

[she didn't ask. She didn't want to assume. But she had hit her pretty damned hard there.]