Monstrous Mayhem

Brows furrowed as her gaze finally fell to Honey who was now hugging her, had she not been careful with her strike the chimera might have been struck with enough force as to get sent well into the foliage...Olgan didn't want that, not in the manner with which it would have happened, not with the cold fury of a killer...she really just wanted a friendly bout.

All her friends, acquaintances had the means to fight, to defend themselves properly and attack, but none did, none wanted to fight...she was cursed with being the only one who spoke better with fist and fury then actual words.

sh-! She had to back up! Now color her a bit surprised when the flurry of vines were quick to lash out!

Quick to side step and gain space backwards to avoid one stalk of furious greenery, having to arch her back, bending over to avoid the next These weren't static weapons though, the were twisting living weapons meaning she couldn't just dodge once and be done with it. Normally here is when she would strike back with magic of her own, but for whatever reason the storms seemed to ignore her demands, and she only had what was stored in her already, which was very little; Strength and skill, all she had.

To Honey's credit, whether she enjoyed fighting, or even considered herself a fighter at all, She understood well enough overwhelming force was a completely valid strategy!

But Olgan was a beast of war, a creature one might think was simply created for the purpose of conflict. Her stunned confusion would settle quickly, the cool calm, and lethal expression returning. Heart rate calmed, as to Olgan things would slow down around her enough to start thinking ahead, to start predicting, start acting.

This wasn't a life threatening ordeal, this wasn't an ally turned foe from her own malice. It was someone who cared about her, and has been nothing but patient. The monster took her time approaching, her own mind scattered an all over the place.

Honey. Loathed. Fighting. It made her feel ugly, it reminded her of days long gone physically, but never left the back of her mind. Alas, this wasn't the case for Olgan.

The oni loved fighting, the only thing to do as a good friend who cared about the wrath avatar, was try to meet her in the middle.

It would've been disrespectful to Olgan to pull too many punches.

"FOCUS ON THE BATTLE LASS." Helpful advice that sounded like a jeering statement.

"DEFEND YERSELF. HIT ME!" The chimera called out as her vines began to grow all over the open field. They swung and attempted to grapple the Oni as the began taking over the land.

"Ho, t'ere you go lass! T'ere woos a little mer energy in t'at oone!" The monster cooed out, before her vine tossed Olgan back to the other ones. Honey could have throw her further, harder, and done some serious damage. But instead, Olgan landed softly amongst a net of plants.

Why would she do that in a fight?!

"Boot yer note going to be able to hit me if yer holding back. Ah say t'is oot o' all t'e love in the werld." The sweet voiced monster started to rise in the air with a vine supporting her. A green light starting to radiate from her lips.

"HIT. ME HARDER."

Honey: BY GOLLY AH AM TRYING TO DO ME DARNED-EST TO GET HER TO LEARN

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"Ladyedoon'tunderstandjoosthowmuchhatedoingt'is."

|| 🖤 ||: ❝ Another fair point. It is taking place in an open area. Less chance for collateral. ❞

As she observed already, but he wanted to push past the topic of concern. He shouldn't be, and internally he chides himself that he really isn't. Excusing it as him still being angry about earlier things that it's bled over and got twisted.

Obviously that must be it.

|| 🖤 ||: ❝ You wouldn't be the first to say that, and you won't be the last. Unfortunately most pacifists have to learn the hard way. ❞

Hence why he insisted she learn how to fight, but that was another topic for a different time.

Nectar knew Grimbright knew what battle looked like, she could practically smell the years of blood soaked onto his skin. But even she would have did a double take seeing her sister of all creatures fighting something like Olgan.

"She will learn." Either a lesson about how one day she will have to fight, or how to strategize everything perfectly so she wouldn't have to. Regardless. She will learn something.

"Funny that, how open of a book is my sister?" For having so many of these little friends running around. It seems they all only knew a surface amount of information on the chimera. nectar would have to look into that.

"Honey has this nasty little ability to see people's energies. Be it emotional, magical, living, or otherwise. She always called them 'colors' but I haven't the faintest clue on what that could possibly mean. But what I do know is she spent a considerable amount of time around wrathful creatures and gods. She usually was responsible for keeping a lid on their anger. She says she can manipulate these colors. So my assumption?"

|| 🖤 ||: ❝ You make a fair point. ❞

She does get a questioning side eye when she spits Honey's name... but he won't press the matter. He will note it for later though.

|| 🖤 ||: ❝ I assumed as much. She seemed similar to my ward, a pacifist. The situation is complicated... but this fight could be the end of it. ❞

"Secondly, I believe we all would be far more concerned then entertained." Their attacks are being contained as not to destroy the land or the Oni's habitation. This is an exhibition if anything.

"There's certainly nothing wrong with holding yourself to standards and morals, but I fear a pacifist would not survive long in the worlds that we live in now." But she won't make any more comment on this ward of his.

I just think Honeys pretty when shes mad too...she's just always pretty though

Nectar vc: It's fine, its simply two dogs tuckering each other out. This is play.

|| 🖤 ||: ❝ Right. I've not seen Honey fight before so it was... surprising. ❞

"We'd know if it were serious. She most certainly wouldn't be standing there letting an opponent get in free hits for one."

Her face was to the sky enjoying the rain against her as she reached near the other end of the opening and halted. Taking in a deep breath she held a hand out to call down her weapon...but to her confusion her palm remained empty. A gruff grunt as she tried to call on her magic, and even that escaped her control, save for a few sparks along her right arm, reliant only on what she had left in the tank.

Turning to face Honey, she didn't need her abilities, she had her strength and skill, that would be enough. Taking a moment to psyche herself up some not saying a word.

Then the sound of lighting could be heard in the distance, and in the blink of an eye she had closed the gap, a balled fist reared back and ready to slam into the chimera.

Honey wasn't as chatty as she could have been, honestly, it wouldn't have helped with how Olgan's colors were. She was in emotional distress and she had no idea how to deal with it besides lashing out at people.

And Honey was one of the few people strong enough to handle it. She stood across the Oni from the clearing, not even wincing at the lighting.

"Well? Come on lass. Hit me. Get it out o' yer system!"

Honey stood tall, a lump in her throat. not that it showed much, she fully expected the monster to have decked her with all the force she could muster.

"Lass..." The monster studied olgan, her face, the shaking breaths. The clarity on her face.

"Ah know ye be caring aboot me. Ah love yous. And ah forgive yous. Yer a creature o' wrat' and ah accept ye." Which made the next part suck all the more.

"So ah know talking won't be doing you any good. And ah'm sorry fer what is aboot to happen next. T'is truly is fer ye to get it oot o' yer system."

It was a shame Olgan held back on honey, because Honey didn't seem to get the same memo. As a flurry of sharpened vines, soaking up the angry rain, began to speed towards the Oni.

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