[1v1] Eye Scream U Scream (Enzo vs. Sio)

[Bilious]

Enzo's face was still recovering from his last unfortunate encounters with fellow students. He tongued the empty spot his tooth used to be. He had to keep at it if he wanted to get stronger and STOP his constant beat-downs. If he wanted anyone to take him seriously. He had been spending a lot of time in the gym but it never seemed to do any good.

He punched at the punching bag, imagining a certain patchwork ghoul in the process, although he'd never admit that out loud.  

[Bittiface]

There was a hauntingly eerie sound echoing in the halls of Amity. One rarely heard. One that grated the ear drums and scraped the nerves raw. It was... the sound of a banshee singing.

"Aaaaaaaalways
I wanna beeeee with you
And make believe with you
And live in harmony harmony oh love"

It stopped when the long haired ghoul entered the gym, wide eyes staring in fear at the boil punching a bag. "b-b-b-b-BOIL!" She shrieked, hiding behind a vaulting horse.  

[Bilious]

Enzo froze mid jab, glancing around for the source of the singing and shrill cry, "Last I checked, that's what I was..." He managed, wracking his brains, "Hey, hey, it's er... Sam, right?" He was always terrible at names.  

[Bittiface]

Siobhan wailed, suddenly leaping out from hiding. "Si---sio---Siobhan! Y-you didn't remember meeeeeee----" She began wailing again.

"I was drumming! An-and---AND---" She forgot his name too.  

[Bilious]

"Sure, sure I remember ya, Pidge! I always remember a good set o' gams-" Alright, so she was a little loud, but that flowy nighty the ghoul wore left deliciously little to the imagination.  

[Bittiface]

"Oh..." Siobhan settled slightly, floating toward the boil with hesitation. "Are you training? I heard in the student hand book one must train to further their education standing."  

[Bilious]

He straightened his suspenders, letting out a sigh, "Yeah, yeah, more'r'less..." He glanced over to her, appraising that slender ghostly body with a thick raised eyebrow, "Wanna' go at it? A quick one-two?" He gave a grin, missing tooth and all, "Promise no neckin'."  

[Bittiface]

"Ah! You mean to spar with me?" She seemed excited, pumping her fists into the air. She did not know the meaning of neckin', but she assumed it meant no punches to the throat.

"I shall be your partner! Let us brawl!"  

[Bilious]

"That aint-" He hesitated before giving a snort and a laugh, "Alright, Dovey, let's brawl!"  

[Bilious]

He skipped backward, fists at the ready- he usually had trouble against girls- he had reservations about hitting ladies, call it his gentlemanly nature, but after his run-in with their esteemed Vice President...

He made a quick jab.

HP: 30
Damage: 3  

[Bittiface]

Siobhan's face was curved into a playful smile. She was so happy to be interacting with others! Leaving her room was a rare occurrence, and she feared it would be terribly difficult.

She flinched at the attack, but soldiered on. Her nails became claws, and she took a swipe at the boil as well.

HP: 27
Damage: 1  

[Bilious]

"Ooh!" He grinned, dodging back just as the claws slashed at his front, "Hey, now, you're lucky I aint wearin' a good shirt!" He laughed, giving her a shove backward.

HP: 29/30
Damage: 1  

[Bittiface]

"There is no mercy in The Brawl!" Siobhan cackled in return, launching herself at the boil. "ALL OR NOTHING, FRIEND!"

HP: 26
Dmg: 6  

[Bilious]

Enzo staggered back from the sudden barrage from the ghoul, arms going up defensively as he concentrated on his breathing. "No holdin' back, huh?" He glanced over his fists, a glint in his eye as music bubbled up behind them- The Boss had been summoned, laying down a bass-beat for them to fight by, but that wasn't all it did. A dozen glittering eyes all peered out at them from holes in the ceiling, behind the equipment, scurrying along the floor...

With a sudden sweep of his arms, the rats leaped directly at the banshee, little teeth and claws bared....

HP: 23
Damage: (21/2=10.5) 10  

[Bittiface]

The banshee screeched loudly as she was bombarded by rodents. clawing and biting at her ghostly flesh. She flailed beneath the swarm, tossing rodents about as she fought to be free. Utterings of 'i'm sorry' and 'ur so cute', may have been uttered as she did this to the little darlings.

She tried screeching louder, miasma building up around the banshee. However, a rat jumped into her mouth, muffling any attempt at an attack and making the banshee flail around harder until all manner of rodent was off, and out, of her.

HP: 16
Damage: Fear Attack Missed