Right, I apologise if this thread isn't up to usual standards, but its my first one, so pff.

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Gado v.s Morgan Kaitora

[u]RULES[/u]

1. No Godmodding
2. Read every reply before you post
3. At least semi-literate, please
4. Have fun
5. Don't beat my ass too bad, I like to die with dignity, ;)

Setting: Woodland clearing, cut off from most of the forest by the oaks that make a perfect circle, and the thick vines crisscrossing over the top like a rope ceiling. the clearing has a few rocks strewn around it, and a small pond in the corner. The only light comes from the sunlight filtering through the leaves, tinting everything green.

Morgan stepped out barefoot into the clearing her yellow eyes glinting through her dark hair as she eyed up the "battleground". "This is a good place. I shall be comfortable here...." she murmured to herself, and sat down in a basic lotus position, breathing carefully, waiting for her opponent to arrive.....

"No you will not" A voice echoed from within the forest, "You will leave at once, or mother nature will erase your very excistence from her valued soil..."

A man stepped out in the clearing, green haired, dressed in black cloth, holding a staff made of wood. He walked slowly towards Morgan, his eyes burning with hatred towards the outsider, how dared she enter the forest? Humans had no business here! He came to a halt, having no patience with this wretched blasphemy of humanity, "I told you to leave, human!.."

Morgan's eyes opened suddenly, exposing their pure yellow irises and slitted pupils. She smoothly stood up, her eyes blazing with anger. How dare this, this FOOL try to remove her from her home? "I am no mere human, Magic-man, I am Morgan Kaitora, and this forest is my home. None shall keep me from where I want to be!" In her anger, claws extended from her fingertips, her teeth lengthened, and her nose flattened, as well as a tail uncurling from behind her. She took a step towards him, and held her head up high.

As she took a step towards him, he noticed her non-human features.. they resesembled something he was quite familliar with, since he had great knowledge of animals, a leopard. But she was not a leopard, she was something in between.. a halfbreed perhaps? Nevertheless, the judgement would not change, leopards did not belong in the forest either. She was out of place, thus breaking the harmony of Mother Nature.

"This is not your home, you do not belong here halfbreed..!" Gado said, extending his right arm towards her while holding the staff firmly with his left, preparing an attack. He was standing about 10m away from her, and he did expect an attack from the halfbreed would be imminent, seeing as she had her claws out.

Her eyes widened in shock. Halfbreed? How dare he! "I am no half breed! I am a Leaopard Warrior! And you shall pay!" she screamed, and launched herself at him, claws extended.

The attack Gado anticipated beforehand was now launched at him, it was a standard straight-forward attack that made his opponent wide open for a counter-attack, something the halfbreed would experience in a moment.

"Quite a temper you have there.." He mumbled as he swung the staff around, returning his right hand around the lower end of it. The swing was directed horizontally towards the halfbreed's head as she came within close-combat range, it would probably knock her out or worse should she suffer a direct hit to her skull. Gado didn't expect it to be that easy tough.

Morgan wasn't stupid, she saw the staff coming. She quickly twisted her body in midair, grabbed the ground underneath, digging in her claws. She yanked herself flat to the ground, and swung out her legs, aiming to hook them around his knees. If she connected, he would topple down.

As expected, they never go down on the first attack.

Gado saw, and felt, his attack passing over Morgan's head as she dropped to the ground in a very ackward position which seemed to serve the sole purpose of a counter-attack. His initial attack had however placed him slightly off balance, and therefore he didn't have the opportunity to back away from his crouching opponent. Therefore, he was forced to roll to the side, just as she attempted to hook his legs with her feet.

Flying trough the air with the grace of a dead rat, Gado deduced that his attempt at rolling to the side, had failed. For his opponent, the halfbreed, had managed to kick him off balance just as his feet left the ground, causing him to flail uncontrollably in a motion that seemed more like an attempt to dive into the ground as if it was water, than a dodge. He hit the soft grassy ground with a bam, and mumbled some incomprehensable curses in a language not known to man.

He had been caught by suprise. Ashamed by this, he quickly rose to his feet and took a few steps backwards, both arms firmly wrapped around his staff. His opponent had speed and agillity, something he lacked, but not something he couldn't take advantage of. "Good work, halfbreed, think you can do it again?" He taunted, half his face and hair stained with dirt.

His current location, had not the enemy moved after he rose to his feet, was 4-5m away from the halfbreed.

Morgan had rolled her legs up, then kicked into thin aird hard, powering herself into a standing position. She smirked at his comment. "I reckon I could, Merlin" she replied. She positioned her hands just in front of herin a simple Tai Chi position for balance. She patiently awaited his attack.

Seemed she was gonna go defensive.. That gave Gado the advantage.

Pushing the staff down towards the grassy ground, Gado closed his eyes for a brief second and gave the grass instructions to carry out a simple action when he willed it. He opened his eyes again, looked towards Morgan with confidence, and charged towards her with his staff ready to strike.

He got into range.


(He's not striking towards Morgan this round, but he's within close combat range)

Morgan couldn't help but smirk. She backflipped several time, reaching a nearby tree, and picked up a fallen branch. She leapt forward, the kick sending her flying towards the magic-man, one foot pointed out in front of him. She knew he would probably block her kick, but she was ready for that, the now-a-staff twirling in her arms.

Why would a beast arm itself with a branch when it had claws?.. It seemed a bit weird to Gado, but he suspected that it was meant to be some sort of distraction.. A terrible one.

Who the hell arms themselves with a wooden branch against a nature elemtalist!?

When the leopard-woman jumped towards him from a distance, something that gave him plenty of time to act, he saw the conflict as concluded. Even as the woman prepared to fly-kick him, still giving him lots of time to react, Gado refused to acknowledge the challenge.

The time of thought had ended, the time of action had begun! Gado dashed to the side in good time to avoid the distanced flying-kick, avoiding the attack completely. Gado was aware of the expected area of impact that his opponent would land on, and as such gave a simple command to the ground, "Do it now.." He said.

As he did this, when the leopard-woman landed, the grass underneath her feet would shoot up and grab ahold of her legs, entangling her in one position if she did not somehow avoid it, but seeing how she was already in mid-air without any means of controlling her movement (such as wings, jet boots, etc..), he seriously doubted it.

He approached her slowly, wheter she avoided the grass or not, again ready to strike her with his staff.

Morgan swore under her breath when he completely sidestepped the attack, and swore very loudly when the gras reared up like a monster in a comic. She twisted the stick, but one foot touched the ground and was quickly grabbed. The grass, however, mistook the staff for her other leg, and grabbed it too. The gras was moving up her body, and she had to think fast. If the grass was moving, then it must be alive. She grabbed the small glass vial that hung around her neck on a silver chain, and unstoppered it with her teeth. She said a small prayer, then tipped a drop of the greenish-silvery liqiud onto the grass. It recoiled, and she tipped half of the entire vial around her in a circle, forcing the grass to recoil enough for her to break free. She kicked hard with her free foot, flying several feet into the air before landing about two metres away from the magic man, re-stoppering the vial just before she landed lightly on her bare feet. She couldn't help but smirk as she placed the vial carefully around her neck. She smirked again, it was obvious he didn't expect that. "Deadly Nightshade kills all life, and silver nitrate can help destroy magic and demons, Merlin." And then she prepared for him to strike again.

This was why Gado had given up the thought of getting a challenge out of this. It was almost like playing chess against someone who placed themselves in a check mate, something his opponent just did.
Not learning from the entanglement, that she had no aerial-controll, the leopard-woman yet again launched herself up into the air. And by the looks of it, she was gonna land two metres away from him.

Shifting his body around to create momentum enough to deliver a punishing strike, Gado swung the staff around, aiming it towards the leopard-woman's torso with such force that it could break a rib or two if a clean hit were made. The blow was also going to hit her before she made contact with the ground, thus giving her little opportunity to avoid it without suddently growing wings. Not to mention the fact that she was quite busy with her little vial of deadly substance that had just terrorized Mother Nature's children!

Wyllow grunted as the staff connected with her lower ribs, and felt them break, some cleanly, some not. The clean breaks would heal within a minute, but the badly broken ones would take as long as five. That was time she did not have. She had to either distract him, or call for a coffee break. She had a feeling the latter was out. She had to think fast. Okay, what did the magic-man hate? there was something that would really piss him off. umm, burning a leaf? It didn't seem like that bad a plan, and her mom had taught her the basics of being a pyrokinetic. She wasn't too good, but she wasn't terrible at it. She picked up a dried leaf, and held it out in front of her, as if it were a sheild. She centred her mind on the tapered tip of it, and began to breath carefully, imagining her very breath was fire. It worked, and the tip began to glow, then caught fire. Wyllow held it up like a beacon, making sure the man kept his eyes locked on it, and trying not to wince as her ribs healed. It worked, and she dropped the leaf just as the flames burned her fingers. She smiled at him. "Enough games, Merlin." And she bagen to shift. Her entire head grew a little bit, and she bent double, as er spine split, and gold and black fur flowed across her skin. She dropped to the ground on all fours and snarled, her furry lips drawing back to reveal long canines.

Fire..? FIRE!? how dared she!? Burning one of Mother Nature's most basic creations!? He would not stand for this, not.. one.. bit!

"I'll kill you.. I really will... rip you apart.. I'm sure Mother would approve..! you hear me!? You WILL die a painfull and agonizing death so horrible your spirit will forever be damned to feel the pain every single day of eternity!!" Gado screamed, rushing at her right before she started shifting into something Gado cared little about at this point.
Yet another action that had pushed her further into her own death, Gado was not going to let her get any breathing room now, something she was about to find out.

As he rushed towards her, his staff split at the middle, forming two wooden swords with thorns directed down towards the hilt, designed to prevent the victim of a stab from removing the sword after being stabbed without ripping their own body apart in the process. Gado made a quick stabbing motion with his left towards the wereleopard's neck, aiming to impale her trough her entire body downwards. "RAAAAHHHH!!" Gado screamed.

A few seconds before she shifted, she saw him hurtling at her with two weird swords, and attempt to impale her. Damn, this guy had a temper. She completely halted the shift. As he lunged with the blades, she sidestepped the sword, avoiding them entirely. She kicked a pile of dried leaves into his face, confusing him momentarily, while she leaped behind him, grabbed him by the chin, and foreced his head up. She yanked the stopper from the vial, and, although it pained her to do it, made to tip the rest of it down his throat. A tear escaped from her eye as she started to pour the last that remained of her mothers memory down his throat.

( Carefull, you did some metagaming right now, gonna ignore that this time :P)

As she halted her shifting and sidestepped his stab, the convenience of dual-wielding revealed itself to him, and probably her aswell. Turning in the opposite direction of which she sidestepped (she sidestepped to the left, so he turned to the right), he swung the sword he had yet to use around as he turned, getting a nice 180 degree turn in which ended with a clean slash towards her troath.
The fact that she, at this point, was moving TOWARDS the strike (as she attempted to get around him), would probably put her in a disadvantagous situation.

Also, while he was turning around, he felt a mild discomfort when a bunch of leaves hit him in the back of his head, not doing any effect.. since they were.. harmless leaves.. and small drops of dirt..

"Holy Shit!" she yelled as he span round uber fast, and ducked when he swung his blade at her throat. She reached to her waist, where a pouch was slung on her belt. Her hand dove into it, and produced a single silver shuriken (Throwing Star). As she was crouched down, the best place to stick it seemed to be his leg. She lunged forward, and attempted to push the shuriken into his upper thigh. If she connected, it would both hurt like hell and cause him to limp for a long time. And that'd be the least of his worries.