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((Er, oops, I mean Eunmi said that TO Bill. Don't worry about it.))

Salieri was taken aback by the proposal. "Y-your shinai?" Still, she kept the leg raised.

As a fighter, she knew how much a weapon meant to it's wielder. She never saw her mom go anywhere without her cane sword. Well, for the blind Sophie, it was more for the cane aspect then the blade. But even so, the principal remained.

Moze had told her that there would be little to gain from defeating the rest of the opponents. She had already made it to the semi-finals. Not only that, but the news crews had gotten footage of her "defeating" Mozart the Hurricane, who was well known in the martial arts community. That alone would get her more attention than winning the tournament now.

That didn't mean that she wasn't going to milk this for all it was worth, though.

"They say that those who wield a sword truly wield their soul," she told the kendo girl, looking imposing as she did so. Henrietta must have felt like she was dealing with the devil. "You must have a pretty good reason to get to the finals if you want to give me your soul, Henrietta."

Her leg slammed down. Hard. The ground next to Henrietta broke from Salieri's heel as she stepped forward, with only a few inches separating the two girls now.

Salieri held up one finger. "One. You give me your shinai." Then she held up a second finger. "Two. You owe me a rematch. I want to see first hand if I would have won this tournament."

She leaned in even closer, her eyes looking quite intense. "If you accept those terms, then we have an agreement."

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Moze just sat there with his mouth hanging open after Lancer had spoken. Finally, he turned to N.

"He said 'Hello, how are you?'. Right?"

N rubbed the back of his head. Moze was starting to make him feel awkward. He wasn't good around people, and even less so around people with such a vibrant energy. "Um, yes he did. That sentence was quite predictable though, it was an obvious guess." He paused after giving his assessment. "No offense."

"None taken. Hmm, come on Lancer. Say something a little bit harder," Moze asked, holding out his index and middle finger about an inch apart.

His own head fell then, meeting her forehead as he shifted position in the struggle, their heads collided in a flash of bright white pain, likely breaking the skin on both sides. He tanked the knee to the gut, knowing full well the strain the girl must feel, as her other leg that he'd held before was pushing, with one arm, upward. If she wasn't flexible, it was possible to pull a muscle as he forced it, or tried to force it, to be toward her head. Hands came, moving to push and he could meet one, grab it, or so he tried, to pull it aside. This left Eunmi one knee and one hand, with no leverage. She'd be pinned like this.

***

Henrietta flinched back when the leg came. Salieri stated her terms and it took Henrietta all of five seconds to think it over. A rematch would mean she'd be getting her a** beat.

It was better than Eunmi getting her a** beat, she told herself.

"O-okay," she said.

"I accept."

Eunmi winced, trying to hide it with a smile. She flashed him her pearly whites, a bead of sweat, mixed with a trickle of blood, running down her face.

"Did you want me in this position the whole time?" she said through a raspy voice. She strained, pushing against the ground with the arm and leg that were free, but to no avail. Luckily, Eunmi had a few non-TKD tricks to rely on. She strained her neck, stretching as much as she could to meet his face, lifting her arm to wrap it around his neck and pull him forward.

Make out time. Or at least kissing...

If and when their lips would meet, Eunmi would try to bite him. Who knows if there was tongue involved before that.

((-shruuuuug- Eunmi fights dirty when she needs to?))

TO TAKAMARU

"Clear the way!" shouted a man in a lab coat. "This boy is seriously injured!" he shouted. He was dressed in a white lab coat, made him look doctory. His short brown hair was tangled everywhere, his glasses gleamed impossibly in the light, hiding his eyes.

"That kick damaged his brain, if you heal him incorrectly you'll cause all of the 'corrupted data' to be corrupted further. Brain injuries are much different than normal ones."

Eunmi twisted her head as Bill tore away from her and spat. Her arm that had been wrapped around his neck slipped around, grabbing at what she could - shirt collar it seemed - and pulled to the side as she tilted her head out of the way, forcing him to headbutt the ground. At the same time, she rose her knee again, praying that the pain he would suffer from losing a chunk of his lip and head butting the ground was enough to loosen his grip so she could flip him or otherwise squirm out of his grasp.

Eunmi didn't make an attempt to try and keep him on the ground, instead using the opportunity to scramble the opposite direction as she got to her feet. As he spoke, she wiped her mouth, a little disappointed in herself for resorting to biting him.

"Not even," Eunmi said, realizing she needed to avoid being caught by him again. Her upper body strength didn't compare as much to his. The teenager was tired, a bit out of breath, but she kept a determined glare on her face. She retook a stance, slowly stepping to her left to circle him, keeping her distance and waiting for his next move.

[Kisses don't just happen in the middle of fights!] Hitmonlee complained, waving his hand angrily, [Or I've been in all the wrong kinds of fights!]
[You mad, bro?] Solosis asked genuinely, [You don't even have a mouth, how can you kiss?]
[It's epidermis to epidermis contact with a fluid exchange; I kiss when I'm mating.]
[You've mated?]
[Yeah, just not in the middle of a damn battle!]

"Aww, they're talking, that's so cute," Elizabeth said with a coo. Zack rolled his eyes, leaning against the tree on the edge of the forest. While Hitmonlee was recovering, they'd decided to watch the tournament from the sidelines. Wayne noticed the doctor guy.

"What's going on there?"
"Relax," Zack said, "That guy's a World Government Scientist. Well. I shouldn't say relax. But he IS a Scientist who works for the Government. Some say THE Scientist."
"He looks weird."
"Yeah... weird would about describe it."