Power Level:1,461

Weighted Power Level: 1,095

Power level suppressed to 10%: 146

Ana walked along with Akira, an android and one of her few friends, through the South City Scrap yard. Akira was looking around for scrap pieces she could repurpose for one of her many projects. Akira liked to build things, she affectionately called herself a tinkerer. Her day job was as a mechanic in the city, but her passion was coming up with her own little gadgets and gizmos. She had brought Ana along with her for one specific reason. Pack mule.

Ana was pulling along a hefty steal cart that had sturdy treads design to traverse over many kinds of terrain. Whenever Akira found something interesting, but couldn't get to it because of hefty debris, she point it out to Ana and ask her to lift it. Ana didn't mind the labor, and even found it good training. Some items were tricky to lift and required her to find good handholds. A few times some items broke off in her hands but as they progressed she quickly got a better eye for how to lift various items.

They'd been at it for about an hour when suddenly Ana stiffened and looked skyward.

"What's up Ana?" Akira looked up from the inside of a destroyed hover car at her stoic companion.

"Some one strong is coming," she said with out looking away from the sky.

"And you wanna go check it out," Akira said.

Ana turned from the sky and nodded at Akira. The android sighed and waved Ana away, "Go on, I got some interesting stuff here that'll keep me occupied. Go on and check out the 'strong person'."

Ana nodded again and then took to the skies. She drifted easily towards the power level she sensed and saw a young man dead lifting a car. Definitely stronger than your average human. He was blonde and very fit. It was obvious that he came here to train using the junk as weights, similar to what Ana was doing following Akira around, except he was doing reps and focusing on the actual training aspect.

She was curious of him. Maybe he'd like to spare. It'd be nice to have a friendly bout and not the usual blood thirsty match of the pits. Ana drifted down to Maki and carefully unsuppressed her power level letting it rise to his usual strength by way of greeting. She raised a hand up as well, "Hello."

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Power Level:1,461



Weighted Power Level: 1,095



Power level suppressed to 10%: 146

"I don't work here," Ana said plainly. Then she moved over to Maki and lifted up the hunk of rusted junk that he had been previously lifting. She bent her knees to lift with her legs and not her back, as was proper form. The metal of the car screeched like a cat that had it's tail stepped on. Ana shifted the car in her grip, feeling the heft and weight of it. This guy was definitely strong if he could lift something like this. This wasn't a hollow car shell. It still had all it's parts inside making it weigh at least 3,000 pounds. It was a decent strain for Ana to lift it. She lowered it back down with an exhale.

Ana turned to Maki, "You're quite strong... you're here to train aren't you?"

She cocked her head and looked Maki up and down, taking in his physique and the way he carried himself. He was blonde, well built, and stood with a sure footed and balanced posture. The unconscious stance of a warrior ready for combat. He wasn't just strong, she could tell he was a fighter. If he wasn't holding back his power then they were about the same level. It'd make a good match. Ana nodded, decision made.

"Let's have a match," typical blunt Ana. No introductions. No greetings. No manners. Just combat.

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Weighted Power Level: 1,095

When Maki seemed shocked and then stated that he had never met anyone who could use energy before, Ana just cocked her head curiously at him. They must lead very different lives. Between her time in the army corps and fighting in the underground battle pits, Anastasia knew more people who could control energy than not.


But Ana was gratified to see that he seemed to accept her request for a match. She was curious to see his fighting style, especially if he had never gone up against some one who was equal to him in strength. Would he be able to compensate, or would he falter? Only one way to find out.


Anastasia fell into a deep stance, and summoned her ki in a quick burst, similar to Maki's, "I'm Anastasia."


She nodded when Maki gave her the right to the first blow. It wasn't her usual style. She was more of a defensive fighter, but that wasn't to say that she COULDN'T attack first. It was time to test her theory. How well could this man fight against an opponent that could utilize their energy against him... Ana charged her ki into her palms, they glowed with a pale light, and them brought them forward blasting her ki out like a gunshot as she did so. She held back from firing it at full power, wanting to just test the waters with Maki before committing her resources.

Instead she took to the sky so that she had the advantage in mobility. She then let loose a rapid fire volley of weak ki blasts at him from above. Anastasia was just trying to pressure Maki and keep his mobility down rather than actually hurt him. She then fired off another one of her gun shot blasts, this one stronger than the last. She stopped the barrage of attacks to catch her breath and prepare for Maki's counter attack.


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Weighted Power Level: 1,095

Ana hadn't expected Maki to buckle down and take all her attacks, she had expected him to try to dodge at least a few. She should have known better than to let a cloud of smoke develop around her opponent. But Maki hadn't taken advantage of the cover to sneak up on her. He had taken her attacks with a stubborn fierceness that she recognized and respected. Maki then flew straight at her in a blunt and straight forward attack that she was able to brace herself for. 

Ana caught the punch he threw at her stomach but that had left her open to his grapple. She grunted as Maki twisted her arm, causing it to pop painfully and forcing Ana to twist into his throw. If she didn't roll with it, she risked him dislocating her arm completely. Anastasia let the throw put some distance between her and Maki, using her ki to pull herself upright and flying over the junk yard. She shook her arm out, trying to get feeling back into the twisted joint.

"I thought as much..." Ana muttered quietly when Maki claimed to prefer fighting up close and personal. That grapple had been impressive. She debated whether she wanted to keep him on the back foot with ranged attacks, or to engage him on his level... She herself never got to use many ranged combat techniques as her fights in the pits were often close ranged bouts. This would be good practice for both her and him.

"Let's try that again," Ana said as she raised her injured arm and flexed her fingers, "This is good practice for you and for me..."

Anastasia lashed her fist out towards Maki's face, but the punch changed to a ki blast in the last instant, shooting point blank into his face. She wanted to do something unexpected to prevent him from grappling her again, had she just done a plain and ordinary strike, he might have had a counter attack for it. Anastasia used the surprise ki attack as an opening for her to jump back a bit and release two back to back Gun Shot blasts. Bright ki charged in her left and right fists and she swung them forward, one after the other. She was putting pressure on Maki and trying to stay out of his deadly grapples.

Anastasia could feel the strain on her ki reserves pushing out so many ki attacks. She needed to put more space between her and Maki and catch her breath. She flew away from him again, hoping to be able to draw back enough so that she could regather her strength.

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Weighted Power Level: 1,095

Ana nodded approvingly seeing Maki flow and move nimbly and treating her ki blasts like physical opponents. She had never seen anything like that, and made a mental note to try it herself. The idea of physically grappling with energy blasts... the idea had endless potential. She'd have to thank the young martial artist when the fight was ove-

Maki's power suddenly sky rocketed surpassing her own by far. Ana blinked, the only sign of her surprise. She recognized a transformation when she saw it. She hadn't expected him to be able to pull that off. Even in the pits having a transformation was a rare ability. But it was an indispensable tool in a fighter's arsenal. Maki just kept coming with surprises. First he was able to improvise against her ki techniques when claiming he had never encountered another ki user. Now he was transforming before her very eyes. Ana's lips twitched into the barest of smiles. 

It was time to meet him at his level.

Ana clenched her fists tight and her energy swirled around her before blasting up in a powerful aura. Ana's hair and red scarf flew skyward, the energy fighting against gravity and winning. Adrenaline rushed through Anastasia's veins filling her with strength and vigor. Her muscles tightened and Ana could feel the power thrumming in her limbs. She had to release it in beautiful combat before it consumed her. Anastasia took a deep breath, forcing herself to master and control the power, rather than be over taken by it. She soothed the power into her aching muscles, bolstering them with new power.

Ana raised a hand to Maki, and gestured, "Come."

He had given her the first attack in their battle. It was now her turn to return the courtesy. This was round two and she would let him start. This would be the final clash however, one of them was about to fall. Ana was kind of excited to find out who that would be.



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