[that's a good opening as any; because after the attack, Chi You dissipates back into nothing, unable to maintain a solid form for longer than a few short moments. Lupin is in the process of recalling his Persona when the vicious cyclones whip to live around him, kicking up dust and debris, and--]
[picking him straight off of his feet]
[AND FLINGING HIM SEVERAL FEET AWAY. this time, when he lands on the ground, he does so with a loud and painful WHUMPF]
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[he's quick to get up, but not without a few bruises and winces]
And it's good it hits, because once the cyclones crash into them, Zenith is forced to land.
He catches himself on the ground and has to take a moment to right himself, but he's quickly darting after Lupin. He laughs as he approaches on foot, spinning another ball of anemo around his fingers. ]
Is that all you've got? You aren't too tired to continue, are you~?
If you get on your knees and beg forgiveness, I might go easy on you!
[he's bruised, but easily still full of fight. at this range, there's no point in summoning his Personas, so. . . he whips out a dagger instead, the blade gleaming in the light, and prepares himself for a melee brawl]
[and then Caster's explosions echoes throughout the field, startling him enough to give Zenith another "lucky" opening, his gaze whipping around towards Thistle's barn in wide-eyed surprise]
[ Caster's bombs do draw his attention as well, though it makes him burst out into a fit of manic laughter.
And he's absolutely not above taking advantage of Lupin's surprise for a sucker punch.
Zenith bursts forward with a gust of anemo, and he might not be able to fly just yet, but he can slam into Lupin with a point-blank burst of wind magic. ]
[it's an impressive punch that catches Lupin right in the jaw, and the added element of Anemo sends him reeling, stumbling back with a pained, slightly strangled cry. he's gonna be bruised from that later, that's for sure!1]
[but though it smarts, although it hurts, and although he knows he'll be feeling it later, he's still on his feet. still manages to throw his shoulders back, lifting his gaze with burning eyes as he wipes at the corner of his mouth, brushing away a tiny trickle of blood]
Are you. . . [a bit breathless] Trying to blow up our barn??
He huffs out a laugh of his own as he stumbles back, shaking out his wrist. That's not quite the reaction he expected, but he grimaces all the same. He readies another flicker of anemo around his hand, though it's not quite as strong as before. Even he has his limits. ]
Trying? It looks like we're succeeding!
[ ...it does seem like Thistle's barn is mostly intact, though. ]
[Lupin's hitting the ends of his limits as well; the SP drain from multiple Persona spells, plus some serious bruising from the punch and burst earlier. . . but he still has fight left in him, even if some of it is only powered by pure adrenaline. the adrenaline of knowing that Thistle deserves to get their ass kicked, but knowing that he can't just lie down and take it, because if he isn't wiling to fight to defend his own choices, then he shouldn't be making them in the first place--]
[he holds out his dagger, blade pressed against his palm, and sucks in a deep breath]
I don't know what the hell your definition of "succeeding" is, but we're still standing!
[Right as Lupin says that, a blur is going to come rushing at Zenith. He might not be able to knock Zenith away with his feet-first tackle, but if he even distracts the guy that's enough for him.
[ Zenith would never admit it, but he would fully respect Lupin for that kind of mentality.
That isn't going to stop him, though. Even though it does seem like their fight is winding to a close, he's not going to hold anything back- not until one or both of them is knocked out. Or worse. If it was up to him, it'd be worse, but there sure are a lot of people watching- ]
Not for long.
[ He doesn't need to be told twice! As soon as Lupin challenges him, Zenith charges forward-
-and is immediately tackled to the side by Odin, crashing back into the ground. ]
WAIT YOUR TURN, BRAT-!
[ He whips up another cyclone around them to try and blast Odin AWAY. ]
[ he was a little skeptical about the whole master/servant thing but no, he loves his new daughter. this is the best gift anyone could have given him. ]
They're going to need to try a lot harder to beat me!
[It says something to his determination to fight that he doesn't waste energy to show off and dispel the cyclone. No, he leaps back to dodge and run around it instead. It takes a moment but he can yell at Zenith while doing it.]
Why waste time on him when he's exhausted? It'll just tire you out for your fight with me.
[Once he's around the cyclone and back near the other two he shoots Lupin a quick frown. This is a look of "we talked about this, I'm disappointed in you". Then he turns to face Zenith properly.]
Besides, I'm the one you want. You're here for Clover's sake, yeah? I made the final call in that game.
[Technically Loki did, but Odin should have stuck to his guns and fought for trust. So it's on him, at least in his mind.]
[ He's pretty cocky now with Caster's buffs on him, and the shield absorbed most of the hit from Odin tackling him into the ground. Zenith summons the wind around him again to fly, swiping one hand up to assault Odin with a spiraling cyclone from the ground. ]
You're all so eager to take responsibility! So eager to sacrifice yourselves for each other! It's so adorable, it's making me sick!
[ He fires out several windblades towards Odin in quick, rapid succession, circling around him. ]
I don't care whose fault it was- just die already!
[IT'S ODIN'S TURN (because Lupin did kind of promise that Odin could meet Zenith in the pit. . . . . . . .) so Lupin stays back, which is. . . probably for the best, since he feels so tired and achey]
[Instead of moving, Odin takes a strong stance- hands in pocket, feet spread apart- and roots himself to the ground, allowing the cycle to pass by him. It hurts, he already had bits of bomb on him and the wind scoops them up and whips them around, cutting him up on any exposed skin. But this is nothing, he says to himself. Just a tiny bit of pain. He's had worse, he can deal with it. As long as he's not blown away by the wind, it's fine.
Next, the windblades. These are met with kick after kick, exerting just the right amount of gravitational force to dispel each one as it comes. It's incredibly taxing and he cannot keep this up for a long time, but he's trying to wear Zenith out not fight him seriously. He did promise not to kill him, after all.]
If you wanna kill me that bad, you're gonna have to fight tooth and nail for it. I've fought tougher guys than you without even taking my hands out of my pockets and using my full strength.
[Indeed, his hands are still in his pockets.
This is a lot of taunting though, he and Zenith have fought to a draw before so he knows this guy is strong. He's just trying to rile him up to get him to make mistakes.]
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[picking him straight off of his feet]
[AND FLINGING HIM SEVERAL FEET AWAY. this time, when he lands on the ground, he does so with a loud and painful WHUMPF]
[oof!1]
[he's quick to get up, but not without a few bruises and winces]
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And it's good it hits, because once the cyclones crash into them, Zenith is forced to land.
He catches himself on the ground and has to take a moment to right himself, but he's quickly darting after Lupin. He laughs as he approaches on foot, spinning another ball of anemo around his fingers. ]
Is that all you've got? You aren't too tired to continue, are you~?
If you get on your knees and beg forgiveness, I might go easy on you!
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[he's bruised, but easily still full of fight. at this range, there's no point in summoning his Personas, so. . . he whips out a dagger instead, the blade gleaming in the light, and prepares himself for a melee brawl]
Too tired? I'm just getting started!
[HE LIFTS HIS DAGGER TO BLOCK--]
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[and then Caster's explosions echoes throughout the field, startling him enough to give Zenith another "lucky" opening, his gaze whipping around towards Thistle's barn in wide-eyed surprise]
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And he's absolutely not above taking advantage of Lupin's surprise for a sucker punch.
Zenith bursts forward with a gust of anemo, and he might not be able to fly just yet, but he can slam into Lupin with a point-blank burst of wind magic. ]
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[THAT SMARTS]
[it's an impressive punch that catches Lupin right in the jaw, and the added element of Anemo sends him reeling, stumbling back with a pained, slightly strangled cry. he's gonna be bruised from that later, that's for sure!1]
[but though it smarts, although it hurts, and although he knows he'll be feeling it later, he's still on his feet. still manages to throw his shoulders back, lifting his gaze with burning eyes as he wipes at the corner of his mouth, brushing away a tiny trickle of blood]
Are you. . . [a bit breathless] Trying to blow up our barn??
You're fucking insane!!
[and yet. he's laughing???]
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He huffs out a laugh of his own as he stumbles back, shaking out his wrist. That's not quite the reaction he expected, but he grimaces all the same. He readies another flicker of anemo around his hand, though it's not quite as strong as before. Even he has his limits. ]
Trying? It looks like we're succeeding!
[ ...it does seem like Thistle's barn is mostly intact, though. ]
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[he holds out his dagger, blade pressed against his palm, and sucks in a deep breath]
I don't know what the hell your definition of "succeeding" is, but we're still standing!
[another breath]
Come on! Come at me!
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Interrupting Odin gooo!]
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That isn't going to stop him, though. Even though it does seem like their fight is winding to a close, he's not going to hold anything back- not until one or both of them is knocked out. Or worse. If it was up to him, it'd be worse, but there sure are a lot of people watching- ]
Not for long.
[ He doesn't need to be told twice! As soon as Lupin challenges him, Zenith charges forward-
-and is immediately tackled to the side by Odin, crashing back into the ground. ]
WAIT YOUR TURN, BRAT-!
[ He whips up another cyclone around them to try and blast Odin AWAY. ]
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[FUCK???]
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Be careful, Zenith!
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They're going to need to try a lot harder to beat me!
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[ this is the Zenith defense squad over here ]
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[. . . because of that he isn't making a move but he is POUTING because HEY. HE WAS HAVING FUN???]
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Why waste time on him when he's exhausted? It'll just tire you out for your fight with me.
[Once he's around the cyclone and back near the other two he shoots Lupin a quick frown. This is a look of "we talked about this, I'm disappointed in you". Then he turns to face Zenith properly.]
Besides, I'm the one you want. You're here for Clover's sake, yeah? I made the final call in that game.
[Technically Loki did, but Odin should have stuck to his guns and fought for trust. So it's on him, at least in his mind.]
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[ He's pretty cocky now with Caster's buffs on him, and the shield absorbed most of the hit from Odin tackling him into the ground. Zenith summons the wind around him again to fly, swiping one hand up to assault Odin with a spiraling cyclone from the ground. ]
You're all so eager to take responsibility! So eager to sacrifice yourselves for each other! It's so adorable, it's making me sick!
[ He fires out several windblades towards Odin in quick, rapid succession, circling around him. ]
I don't care whose fault it was- just die already!
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[however]
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[. . . he turns his attention to Caster]
[and then tries to fucking body tackle her]
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Next, the windblades. These are met with kick after kick, exerting just the right amount of gravitational force to dispel each one as it comes. It's incredibly taxing and he cannot keep this up for a long time, but he's trying to wear Zenith out not fight him seriously. He did promise not to kill him, after all.]
If you wanna kill me that bad, you're gonna have to fight tooth and nail for it. I've fought tougher guys than you without even taking my hands out of my pockets and using my full strength.
[Indeed, his hands are still in his pockets.
This is a lot of taunting though, he and Zenith have fought to a draw before so he knows this guy is strong. He's just trying to rile him up to get him to make mistakes.]
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