AB - PW: Reve vs Rowen start

Sorry I butchered everybody (laugh)


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I'll be writing in 'you' format cause that's what's been fascinating me recently (LAUGH)
Anywho the comic was mostly just to give a feeling of the setting and the pressures on Reve

C Rank Battle [AIR]

Reve [D] versus Rowen [C]

Platforms: Concrete pillars with dynamites attached to the bottom, timed to blow up

Setting: Nilfheim, Cougar, Hades and Fumie (tuner) have come to watch. Reve is challenging a higher ranked rider. His idols Sigi and Seth (and nilfheim but he doesn't know Gareki and Idrys is part of it) are supporting Rowen (okay Seth maybe not, Seth's just Seth).

Actually, practically everyone he admires is watching this. His teacher Hades, his sort of rival Cougar, even Gareki he has rather rivalry-ish feelings for. Too bad Sigi is supporting Rowen, Seth feels like this match is a disgrace, and even his tuner doubts his choice of challenging a higher ranked rider. Even his opponent isn't taking this seriously!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Reve: (and you know how Reve want's peoples approval/to take him seriously LAUGH THE PAIN)

okok
serious typing time I mean akjsdasd
excuse the tangent

(cough)
uHUM...


Prologue:

You are Reve. A scrawny looking blue-double-shaded-shaved albino boy. In front of you there lay 10 concrete pillars, with varying distances between them. On the farthest side of the arena there is a boy 2 years older than you, 4 inches higher and of a higher rank than you.

You might be nervous, but you've practiced jumps so many times you actually should be confident. A corner of your eye flicks towards the peanut gallery. You can't lose this. For yourself, or for anything else-- because there lies your idol and your goal.

Sigi. Seth. Cougar. Hades. Fumie. Gareki.

Man, this was peer pressure.
You want their approval.
You want them to see that you can actually do this.
You want them to see that you're worth it.

Gulping down the rest of your insecurities, you put on goggles to protect your sensitive eyes from the sun. It is cloudy. The clouds overhead casts shadows on you and your opponent. Dramatic wind blows on both participants hair. Just need sparkles.

Hmm. He seems pretty ready to you!
Practically itching actually.
So let's start.

"...let's have a good one Rowen mister."

Rowen nods and in an instant the battle began with a kick to the platform.


Begin battle:

It didn't take much to start, Rowen was heading towards you with a powerful leap and you with provoking composure hopped quickly off to the the next ledge of a platform. It nearly caught you be surprise to find that your opponent could be so aggressive when all the other times you've met him he was feeling down! But that's not your focus right now!!!

Focus Reve!!!

You wiggle around teasingly on the next platform as you see him land on your previous one and shouted out loud, "TRY AGAIN MISTER!!"

MUAHAHAHA. Something you learned from your friendly guides to air trek training was that provoking works. Thanks cougar. You were so friendly. Sarcasm aside...

Your previous composure is quickly dwindling. But your opponent couldn't see that. You made sure to look like a trolling little rider he couldn't get his hands on. Both riders were actually hiding the loss of composure, you just did it better.

You've been training for this.

Wheels whirred as they hit slabs of concrete, skidded, halted, jumped again. A kick was swinging downwards at your body, you quickly dodge by going on the offensive and trying to knock his body down with an elbow, the leg skirted against your gray hood. Too close.

Move. Keep moving. The wind wailed on his ears with all the movement. Attuned, you could hear his growls. You could even hear Sigi's cheering and Seth's muttering.

Was Rowen holding back?

........

It irked you all the more. Especially when he howled, "I have a feeling you're holding back!" with a smug grin.

That was your line.

As if in time to your anger a ticking dynamite exploded with a BOOM and crackled the foundation of the concrete of a far off pillar. The sound reverberated in your ears.

"Am I?" You tilt your head innocently, "or is that you?"

"How could you let a D-rank rider show off in front of you?"

You clasp your mouth giggling, "or could it be... you're out of practice?"

"AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW"

You'll apologize later. Really.

Rowen seemed stalled. But for a different reason than your provocations. It was like he was thinking about something else.

Distracted.

You were about to take this chance as the debris collided into the ground, but changed your mind.

He took the taunt, "HEY!" snarling with feline eyes he hissed through gritted teeth and balled fists, "Shut up and come at me."

You smiled and taunted him some more, "only if you can make me!"

Insolence was the name of the game. The more audacious you were, the worse it was for them.

The only thing bothering you except for the fist coming right at you and slamming against the side of your torso (as you tried to keep your balance against his attempt to shatter the platform you were on with his leg) was your frequent distractions at the audience.

Grunting with the impact you slam against the next pillar, quickly utilizing your new parkour skills to climb up quickly before you lost the game because of careless inattention.

But guess what? The platform you just landed on exploded and came timbering down.

This was so fabulous you don't even.

Screaming, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

Quickly scrambling to get into position you leap fast unto the nearest thing you could think of. Rowen.

Yes. You flung yourself into the air and grabbed unto him like a koala. Causing the both of you to scramble for life in the small footing you had together.

Once you had found yourself again, expressions clashed in the close proximity. Violet reds and deep blues glared at each other and instantly leaped away from each other at the same time.

You didn't hesitate to use this chance to throw your super ninja attack of sloppy sandwich at the guy. Disgusted he jumped into one of the remaining 8 pillars left.

The repulsed howl of Seth and how disgraceful this match was could be heard from a distance. The other whole crowd was silent.

You felt embarassed.

HUMILIATING.

But
You used everything you've got.
And will continue to do so.

It was just the dark feeling that was welling up inside you
That felt like it wasn't meant to be there
And you really wish you could be cooler than this.

Red in the face, both participants circled across as if imitating a whirldwind, trying to find a better chance to attack the other and win the game. Leaping pillar to pillar, until it dwindled to 7.

Feeling, sight, heartbeats were devoted solely to the battle against the older hush-red headed opponent

But you could hear again as if to haunt you.
Was it just your imagination?
You don't know.

Blue, thought you could do better than this.
Brat, what can you only do good once you snap or something?
100 more laps to go for you!
Disgrace.
Go Rowen!!! The phantom king is hear to cheer for you.

Cold sweat starts pouring down your neck.

It wasn't even a happy game anymore.
Pillars crashed and exploded, debris made dusty clouds.
Kicks, punches, leaps, screeching sounds flew everywhere.
Legs trembled, debris scraped against skin,
Bruises became common.

In terms of fighting you had paid back that punch to the torso plenty of times. But stamina wasn't your forte.

With another slam of your heavy treks you collided with his arm that came up to guard, scrambling again for a footstep.

The wind blew around Rowen, treks rrred.

A big attack was coming.

Widening your stance you brace yourself. You don't even know why you launched yourself as your opponent was still preparing. You would barely be able to dodge this one in mid-air if he caught you. But you did.

You sliced through it like nothing it wasn't even funny.

Rowen scrambled as he buckled under a kick, tripping backwards off the pillar. You take this chance to leap unto the next one, looking backwards just in time to see him wall ride back up.

Such skill.
Yet........he never seemed to come at you completely.
Taking it easy? You darkly eyed the man. Expression unamused unlike your usual jolly self.

Why did
nobody
ever take him
seriously?

Not Seth, not Sigi, not Gareki not even your tuner.
He was so serious about this battle.
It wasn't funny.
It just wasn't funny.

You found the next thing like karma.
The pillar they were just on exploded at his face.
And Rowen came crashing down.

If he had wall climbed just a little fast, he could have avoided it.

You watched in silence as the peanut gallery howled.
Rowen landed brutally on the ground as debris crashed everywhere.
You weren't even sorry.

You won.

But it didn't feel like it at all.
So frustrated with yourself and everything around you, you took off your goggles and placed it around your neck as red eyes looked down at the painful scene below you.

...............

The peanut gallery instantly started scrambling around.
You easily jumped off your current pillar to approach the mess of dark blue.

Staring with such a strong expression of disappointment and hatred you don't even bother to shake his hand for a good game, help his broken arm, or even call for help.

You just glared.
And left.

Thanks for the battle you mentally spat in sarcasm.

4 pillars left.

End Battle.


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Rowen:
Reve:


2013.03.12
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