Rogue Showdown [Break]

Another Challenger approached Caestus, this time a Rogue, stronger than the last challenger in terms of strength... This time, the Android would contact his superior, Avdol Georgiy, regarding the matter. He was certainly up to the task. A young man for his position within the company, Avdol had never been much of a braggard, but his posture and attitude displayed confidence. Sure, the persona he carried wasn't one of his own, but he had tamed the rather violent beast within. At such a young age too. Caestus found this both fascinating and sort of scary, knowing that an 18 year-old man was in possession of such power, both in economical, as well as supernatural terms.


Yeap. That jovial tone was hard to misplace. Avdol's paticular manner of speaking was perhaps a bit rude, but really, Caestus didn't exactly mind it. Although "grandpa" was a bit much. Was he really that old? "It's good to see that you're here on time. Your challenger should be coming soon" Caestus replied to the youngster with a faint smile on his face. "Aight, whatever you say. Just... don't think you can boss around with me, m'kay?"

Sarah was probably going to regret this. What on earth had motivated the young woman to sign up for this in the first place? She naturally wasn't a fan of fighting and mostly sat around getting stoned off her ass. However she was doing this for something, what it was...She had no idea anymore. It was almost as if her memory had gotten stoned the fuck out as well.

A young, blue haired woman with a beanie of some sort on her head with a pair of blue ripped jeans, a black leather jacket that was unbuttoned, and a white shirt with some form of skull on it. Anyone who looked at Sarah could tell she had some sort of Punk Aesthetic going on with her right now. With a bit of a sigh, the woman would only purse her lips and let out a small greet. Y-O. I'm here.With that, Sarah would take her place and immediately do uh. Whatever it was she had to do in terms of getting ready or something.

It would be very apparent to everyone watching this that Sarah lacked the energy that her opponent did, and seemed to be very relaxed, very calm at the moment as opposed to his violent and rambunctious energy. When the man said for her to hit him with all she got, the woman would only sigh. Did she really have to put some effort into this right now?Son of a bitch. Ughhhhhh man. If you really say sooooooooo.Dragging out the last part of her sentence, a large glow would envelop Sarah as a blue butterfly would sprout upon her shoulder, and soon butterflies would surround her entire body. Her hair would even begin to glow blue in response to her activating her own artificial persona.



Her persona would release a very tantalizing gale of wind at the man, though the wind would have unusual properties to it, and in fact would smell odd, with some sort of chance to drag Avdol into an altered state of mind if he was not careful.

Stats:

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Ailment:

175 Wind Damage

175 + 50% (87) = 262 + 25%(Mutated Boost 65)=327 + 25%(Magus Boost 81)=408 Wind Damage

Misses if 4

Random number (1,10) :

8

MELLOW OUT if 1-4

Random number (1,10) :

4