Dragonball M, Chapter 2: Lighthouse! Across the Shores of Shattered Time!

[Sub-Zero MKA]

Meagan's cloak hid her, the hood covered or shadowed much of her head and face. Beneath that hood, her Third Eye had awakened. Upon Chris' arrival in the arena and the announcer commencing the match, she put to use the education in science and physics that Jinzi started her on.

Before Chris could react, he felt a force tugging at the knife in hsi hand. In a nanosecond, Meg had turned her aura into an electromagnet, powerful enough to yank the knife, and every other metallic weapon on his person, away and towards Meagan.

With a simple flick of her wrist, she sent the weapons flying just past the arena, landing safely on the ground but out of bounds for the fight.

Once he was mostly disarmed, for Meg knew better than to underestimate him, she closed her eye and lowered her hood. "Shall we have an honorable fight? Or is the only thing you know how to do is stab people in the back?"

"What an opening move." The irony of seeking an honorable fight right after launching sneak attack of that magnitude aside, this was a good start for Meagan. Chris was unarmed, so his main advantage was lost.

Then again, Sarada had never seen him fight unarmed. Since he was of some military acclaim, he likely was an expert at CQC. Meagan would need to be on her toes and not get overconfident just because she had an advantage for the moment.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Meagan's cloak hid her, the hood covered or shadowed much of her head and face. Beneath that hood, her Third Eye had awakened. Upon Chris' arrival in the arena and the announcer commencing the match, she put to use the education in science and physics that Jinzi started her on.

Before Chris could react, he felt a force tugging at the knife in hsi hand. In a nanosecond, Meg had turned her aura into an electromagnet, powerful enough to yank the knife, and every other metallic weapon on his person, away and towards Meagan.

With a simple flick of her wrist, she sent the weapons flying just past the arena, landing safely on the ground but out of bounds for the fight.

Once he was mostly disarmed, for Meg knew better than to underestimate him, she closed her eye and lowered her hood. "Shall we have an honorable fight? Or is the only thing you know how to do is stab people in the back?"

OT:

.......

Wow.

That was an opening move I did not see coming. I’m not even going to hand wave this or GM my way out. You deserve this.

IC:

A moment, and then the match begins. Chris begins to pull back his knife, energy pooling from his arm and down into it, when Meagan interrupts and yanks it away via magnetism. His eyes widen slightly as suddenly he disappears, the energy coursing through the knife a link meant to allow him to teleport where ever he threw it. A surprise move to take people off guard as they went to deal with a knife only to suddenly have him in their face.

With a shimmer he reappears where his knife now is, his feet landing on the ground outside the arena, disqualifying him in one deft motion.

A stunned moment as he looks around, eyes wide, and then the crowd erupts in cheers for Meg Luna and jeers at Chris, who looks at Meagan with such shock, shame, and outrage that it’s almost comical.

Incenio laughs from the booth, clapping.

“My my, what a splendid move.”

The floating board lists Meg Luna as the winner. Chris starts to grip his knife tightly and open his mouth, but two security agents arrive and escort the humiliated assassin away.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Spidus and the Pied Piper are called to the arena next.

Meanwhile, Incenio looks at his guests.

“How do you find the accommodations so far?”

———

Meanwhile, Jinzi cheers loudly at Meagan’s win as he sits in front of an illusionary screen that Eva, Zurvan, and Pike had created to follow the Tournament’s progress.

“Ha! That’s my wife! One move and bam! No more assassin!”

Nunlil quietly eats some popcorn nearby with Jack and Alt Zaofan, all sitting and watching with Jinzi.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

"Tch," Sarada scoffed. She had been hoping to witness a back and forth battle, but ended up seeing a jackass get turned into a fool. "Whatever. Hopefully the next fight will be more exciting."

[Yun Lao]

Meagan's cloak hid her, the hood covered or shadowed much of her head and face. Beneath that hood, her Third Eye had awakened. Upon Chris' arrival in the arena and the announcer commencing the match, she put to use the education in science and physics that Jinzi started her on.

Before Chris could react, he felt a force tugging at the knife in hsi hand. In a nanosecond, Meg had turned her aura into an electromagnet, powerful enough to yank the knife, and every other metallic weapon on his person, away and towards Meagan.

With a simple flick of her wrist, she sent the weapons flying just past the arena, landing safely on the ground but out of bounds for the fight.

Once he was mostly disarmed, for Meg knew better than to underestimate him, she closed her eye and lowered her hood. "Shall we have an honorable fight? Or is the only thing you know how to do is stab people in the back?"

A moment, and then the match begins. Chris begins to pull back his knife, energy pooling from his arm and down into it, when Meagan interrupts and yanks it away via magnetism. His eyes widen slightly as suddenly he disappears, the energy coursing through the knife a link meant to allow him to teleport where ever he threw it. A surprise move to take people off guard as they went to deal with a knife only to suddenly have him in their face.

With a shimmer he reappears where his knife now is, his feet landing on the ground outside the arena, disqualifying him in one deft motion.

A stunned moment as he looks around, eyes wide, and then the crowd erupts in cheers for Meg Luna and jeers at Chris, who looks at Meagan with such shock, shame, and outrage that it’s almost comical.

Incenio laughs from the booth, clapping.

“My my, what a splendid move.”

The floating board lists Meg Luna as the winner. Chris starts to grip his knife tightly and open his mouth, but two security agents arrive and escort the humiliated assassin away.

"...wut?"

One minute the fight was about the start, the next Chris was outside the ring and the match was over. Glancing to each side, Charco looked to those standing next to him to make sure his brain hadn't just died on him.

"What the hell happened?" He had literally blinked and it was over.

"Did... did I just miss the fight?"

[KingofPie]

A moment, and then the match begins. Chris begins to pull back his knife, energy pooling from his arm and down into it, when Meagan interrupts and yanks it away via magnetism. His eyes widen slightly as suddenly he disappears, the energy coursing through the knife a link meant to allow him to teleport where ever he threw it. A surprise move to take people off guard as they went to deal with a knife only to suddenly have him in their face.

With a shimmer he reappears where his knife now is, his feet landing on the ground outside the arena, disqualifying him in one deft motion.

A stunned moment as he looks around, eyes wide, and then the crowd erupts in cheers for Meg Luna and jeers at Chris, who looks at Meagan with such shock, shame, and outrage that it’s almost comical.

Incenio laughs from the booth, clapping.

“My my, what a splendid move.”

The floating board lists Meg Luna as the winner. Chris starts to grip his knife tightly and open his mouth, but two security agents arrive and escort the humiliated assassin away.

"Well, that was a far faster bout than I expected! Why we didn't even get to place bets!" Blizzar chuckled. "That is permitted here, correct?"

Spidus and the Pied Piper are called to the arena next.

Meanwhile, Incenio looks at his guests.

“How do you find the accommodations so far?”

"Oh and the accompdations are simply immaculate, my friend! Why, I couldn't have asked for better!" Blizzar complimented his fellow Arcosian(?). "Is there a concierge? I assume the quality of the food here is nothing short of the best?"

[Monstrous Bird of Qin, Ou Ki]

Spidus and the Pied Piper are called to the arena next.

Meanwhile, Incenio looks at his guests.

“How do you find the accommodations so far?”

———

Meanwhile, Jinzi cheers loudly at Meagan’s win as he sits in front of an illusionary screen that Eva, Zurvan, and Pike had created to follow the Tournament’s progress.

“Ha! That’s my wife! One move and bam! No more assassin!”

Nunlil quietly eats some popcorn nearby with Jack and Alt Zaofan, all sitting and watching with Jinzi.

"Hmph, the Chromakai certainly knows how to take the fun out of things, doesn't she? I suppose I should be happy we're one step closer to our goal, but..." said Tasure, arms crossed and her expression clearly one of displeasure. She'd wanted to keep an eye on Totoma, so she'd stayed behind instead of entering the tournament herself. When the Guardian and the others had created this... screen to watch it, she figured that she'd at least be able to see some interesting battles. It seems that was not to be, however.

She sighed and pushed herself off the pillar she'd been leaning on. "Tch. I'm going to go find my idjit and get some training in." And with that, she left to go find Totoma.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

"...wut?"

One minute the fight was about the start, the next Chris was outside the ring and the match was over. Glancing to each side, Charco looked to those standing next to him to make sure his brain hadn't just died on him.

"What the hell happened?" He had literally blinked and it was over.

"Did... did I just miss the fight?"

"Yeah, it was a real blink-and-you-miss-it deal," Sarada answered. It was clear by her turned up lip that she had a bad taste in her mouth. She was glad Meagan won, since that was one less person to worry about later; but she basically won by sneak attacking him.

Then again, she said she wasn't above cheating if necessary. In the end, the nexus energy was the prize, not entertainment - as much as she hated to admit that.

Still, "I hope Meagan doesn't try that again. I want to see what Chroma's Guardian can do."

[MrSandman]

"Pay attention," she told the Void creature. "You asked how tournaments worked earlier, but I didn't answer because it's easier to just show you."

OT:

.......

Wow.

That was an opening move I did not see coming. I’m not even going to hand wave this or GM my way out. You deserve this.

IC:

A moment, and then the match begins. Chris begins to pull back his knife, energy pooling from his arm and down into it, when Meagan interrupts and yanks it away via magnetism. His eyes widen slightly as suddenly he disappears, the energy coursing through the knife a link meant to allow him to teleport where ever he threw it. A surprise move to take people off guard as they went to deal with a knife only to suddenly have him in their face.

With a shimmer he reappears where his knife now is, his feet landing on the ground outside the arena, disqualifying him in one deft motion.

A stunned moment as he looks around, eyes wide, and then the crowd erupts in cheers for Meg Luna and jeers at Chris, who looks at Meagan with such shock, shame, and outrage that it’s almost comical.

Incenio laughs from the booth, clapping.

“My my, what a splendid move.”

The floating board lists Meg Luna as the winner. Chris starts to grip his knife tightly and open his mouth, but two security agents arrive and escort the humiliated assassin away.

Cthylla glanced around.....observing the outcome for a moment before turning her attention to Sarada. ".............Is this how a tournament typically operates? As a form of capability measurement I find it woefully inadequate"

[Sub-Zero MKA]

Cthylla glanced around.....observing the outcome for a moment before turning her attention to Sarada. ".............Is this how a tournament typically operates? As a form of capability measurement I find it woefully inadequate"

"No," Sarada was quick to answer. "I'm pretty sure this was a fluky win." She hoped, anyway. "Chris looked like he was caught off-guard when she snatched his knife away. The upcoming fights should have some degree of higher competitiveness."

[Tami]

Spidus and the Pied Piper are called to the arena next.

Meanwhile, Incenio looks at his guests.

“How do you find the accommodations so far?”

———

Meanwhile, Jinzi cheers loudly at Meagan’s win as he sits in front of an illusionary screen that Eva, Zurvan, and Pike had created to follow the Tournament’s progress.

“Ha! That’s my wife! One move and bam! No more assassin!”

Nunlil quietly eats some popcorn nearby with Jack and Alt Zaofan, all sitting and watching with Jinzi.

Hearing the noise, Dash follows it to the source and stands wide-eyed, then a little angry, "An when where you gonna tell me you had this on TV?" She then grabs a handful of popcorn and plops herself somewhere where she can watch as well.

[Tami]

OT:

.......

Wow.

That was an opening move I did not see coming. I’m not even going to hand wave this or GM my way out. You deserve this.

IC:

A moment, and then the match begins. Chris begins to pull back his knife, energy pooling from his arm and down into it, when Meagan interrupts and yanks it away via magnetism. His eyes widen slightly as suddenly he disappears, the energy coursing through the knife a link meant to allow him to teleport where ever he threw it. A surprise move to take people off guard as they went to deal with a knife only to suddenly have him in their face.

With a shimmer he reappears where his knife now is, his feet landing on the ground outside the arena, disqualifying him in one deft motion.

A stunned moment as he looks around, eyes wide, and then the crowd erupts in cheers for Meg Luna and jeers at Chris, who looks at Meagan with such shock, shame, and outrage that it’s almost comical.

Incenio laughs from the booth, clapping.

“My my, what a splendid move.”

The floating board lists Meg Luna as the winner. Chris starts to grip his knife tightly and open his mouth, but two security agents arrive and escort the humiliated assassin away.

Leaving the arena, no-one was more disappointed at her opening move being that effective than Meagan was. Still, as she pulled her hood back over head she indulged herself in the faintest of smiles before assuming a position to watch the next match.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Spidus and the Pied Piper were next, and as the match starts, it seems clear the two fight very differently.

Spidus is psychic and the Piper magic, the two disappearing from sight as Spidus tries to contain the Piper in a TK bubble and throw him around while the Piper tries to buy enough time to start playing his flute.

It is clear that Spidus is the faster, his multi-limbed body moving in ways and directions that are disconcerting to watch. The Piper does manage to start playing, briefly, and it almost looks like flute is putting the creature to sleep, but it manages to hold off ling enough to break the flute.

From there it just starts to be a slog, the Piper putting up a good fight as Spidus backs him essentially into a corner, keeping a TK roof over head to prevent flying. Just as it moves in for the finishing blow, the Piper pulls out a whistle and blows. The sound shatters the air and sends the creature realing back. The Piper lurches forward to press his advantage, only to be met with a desperate TK shove at his feet, that takes the musician down. Spidus recovers, lurches forward, and stabs twice into the Piper’a body at his shoulders, hurling him off the stage.

Spidus wins as the Piper hits the ground, bleeding but mostly alright. Healers and guards move up to escort him out as Spidus raises its arms, then scuttles off weirdly to await it’s next match.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

"Well, that was a far faster bout than I expected! Why we didn't even get to place bets!" Blizzar chuckled. "That is permitted here, correct?"



"Oh and the accompdations are simply immaculate, my friend! Why, I couldn't have asked for better!" Blizzar complimented his fellow Arcosian(?). "Is there a concierge? I assume the quality of the food here is nothing short of the best?"

“Betting is allowed and our food is the best. Help yourself.”

Candy and the Masked Man of Mystery are now called to the stage.

[KingofPie]

“Betting is allowed and our food is the best. Help yourself.”

Candy and the Masked Man of Mystery are now called to the stage.

"Thank you, my friend," Blizzar stated, making a mental note to call over a waiter sooner or later. For now the fight at hand..."Hmm an interesting matchup. From her garb alone, I assume this Candy is a wielder of magic? As for this mystery man..." Blizzar shrugged. "Well, he certainly seems strong."

Blizzar tool a read of the fighter's power levels. He couldn't get a read at all on Candy's, though he wasn't sure it mattered much when it came to magic. And the Maskes Man seemed as if he was suppressing his.

"Perhaps we should bet against the house?" Blizzar asked his compatriots, with a jovial laugh...he was dead serious, though. This was where the real fight was as far as he was concerned. "Held...who would you place your bets on?"