Dʀᴀɢᴏɴ

"Beautiful caffeine on an empty stomach. I'm gonna live forever."

Glug glug glug glug glug—

"I... I look like a girl... right?

It shouldn't bother me. I should be above all... all that, but... sometimes..."

“No… well, yes. Well, more like, that and the scale…”

It’s difficult to explain. And maybe she shouldn’t…

“I used to have so much power, I could basically do whatever I wanted with reality. I don’t miss it, but if someone else comes along that can… and if they’re bad news? That’s it. GGs.”

“Kinda, honestly… the kind of power you’re carrying is…”

She’s trying to find the right words…

“I guess, it brings back bad memories… last time I sensed anything close to it, I could… keep up. And it still was rough.”

"What the fuck am I sensing?! It feels like that bastard and... me! What the hell?!"

Hangs up.

"Heh heh heh. Now he either has to go on that date or he has to break poor Laura's heart for the eleventh time, and he's not doing that. Man I'm good."

3 images, first image on left is the character 'Nina' from the movie black swan during the scene where she has swan wings. Top right is a city image at night. Bottom left is a woman with wet hair, focused on face. All greyscale/sepia tones and grainy.

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    「 ✦ 𝓑𝓛𝓐𝓒𝓚 𝓢𝓦𝓐𝓝: 𝖺𝗇 𝗎𝗇𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾
     𝗈𝗋 𝗎𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝗑𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾                              𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌. ✦ 」

She means those that want to throw punches and win without doing much. Criminals, cocky martial artists, simpletons with muscle...

People unlike these two, clearly.

"Stuff like this makes me really happy."

"Thank you. You too, you're really strong."

She had taken her own stance but relaxed once he did, taking some time to adjust her hat and jacket.

"It's difficult to find someone to have fun like this. Lots of people want to 𝗳𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁, but I'm in it for the love of it, and I think you're the same." —

"Yeah, you really rock it. Especially that hair, it really works with everything else."

falling upwards, then as he was lifted fully, his own body's weight would rise until the moment he hit the ground.

Not enough to leave a crater or anything, but it would hurt a bit more than if she lifted him normally.

After that, she'd hop away from him, now actually neding a moment of respite.

He would find her difficult to toss, compared to her aspect and size anyway. But once she hit the ground, her arms would grab onto the one he used to slam her down, and after adjusting her step, she'd lift HIM up and do the same to him.

Once he got off the ground, he would feel himself light as if—

"Goes hard."

She did one of her poses, unashamed of how silly they looked, just like Videl would.

"Yeah! Me and my friends are all big fans of you, it's such an honor!"

"Holy shit, the Great Saiyaman 2?!"

holes into his arms and then he either bleeds out or his arms just... fall off or something.

But the fact that his elbow didn't send her through the wall earlier was telling enough.

the lower side of his limbs and the joints, attempting to break up his position more directly rather than just pelt him with her palms until exhaustion or soreness take over... neither of which seem to be happening.

Normally this would already be over. She would use her claws, poke hundreds of—

He can't block forever. Eventually, his guard would be broken by either a well-placed palm, or the overwhelming speed and strength of this rush – which she CAN keep up for a long, long while.

She'd sooner get bored than tired, anyway.

As it went on, her barrage became more methodical, aiming for—

barrage of hard palms aimed at his upper body...

Parrying or dodging this will prove a lot more difficult, for most fighters anyway.

She can tell he's holding back now – he's just on another level compared to most, and she should treat this sparring exercise as such.

perfect position to land.

Something's definitely up with the way she moves around in the air. He must've noticed by now.

Her claws and feet rested on the floor, her pose reminiscent of the way athletes start a race – because it was exactly that, suddenly rushing him again though this time with a—

It was only mid-swing that she realized what was about to happen, his dodge was too precise to simply be a dodge. It was more like a feint and as such she paid the price for trying such a move by being sent crashing sideways, though once again, she spun around in the air until she was in the—

—this time, her sneakers bouncing off the pavement and placing her right above her with her hands joined together into a ball of fingers and scales.

"Rrrg...! HAAH!"

It was a spiking move, from which she'd once again bounce off - unless he outright dodged, then she'd smash the ground beneath.

She bounced off of him and spun around in the air, suddenly shooting her hands up as if to push herself back down to the floor, then resuming her stance.

Dodging her sweep after a punch like that? He's really good.

But the moment of respite would be cut short, as she dashed right towards him—

𝑻𝑬𝑴𝑷 𝑷𝑰𝑵