[Sebastian Sinclaire]

Sebastian ♣ ♦ ♥ ♠ Sinclaire [attr="class","FaustContent"]"Sure I can," he nodded."I saw it, I just was too slow to stop myself from going down. Well—at least, I was too slow without using my quirk, but I did say that I have been relying on it way too much to get by." He twisted his torso and put his hands on the ground, turning his back to her. He had thought to do a cool spinny move to jump back to his feet while sweeping her legs, but the second he pushed his hands into the ground, he knew that that wasn't happening. He could immediately tell that there was no way that he'd have the strength, balance, or technique to shift all of his weight onto his wrists and pivot his body like that. Yeah, it was definitely much easier to imagine than it was to do. "Like, if we were to fight 100% seriously...Ah well, I probably shouldn't say anything," he grinned, trying to taunt her into childishly lashing out at him to put his money where his mouth was—just trying to probe her mind a bit more to get a better sense of the weak points in her personality. Finally, he pushed himself back to his feet and lifted the blindfold back to his forehead. While dusting himself off, he took a moment to dissect her stance. It appeared as though she was taking her own advice as far as posture went. If he had to guess, she was probably going to rely on her right hand for offense. Why? Because most people are right-handed. Sebastian had initiated with a sloppy left-handed slap before showing a more lethal right-handed lunge. He had to imagine that Jun was experienced enough to pick up on those details—even if only subconsciously. After all, she was a year ahead of him, so he imagined that she had to have some sort of fighting instinct. While one time does not establish a pattern, he was hoping that she'd expect him to rely on his right side, and if that was the case... If her stance favored the right hand, he'd copy it. If her stance favored the left hand, he'd reverse it so that it favored his right. "Okay..." he exhaled, stretching out his right fingers before curling them into a fist to try and mislead her into believing he intended to use his right. He took one step forward, began initiating with his right hand to lead only to quickly pivot into a left hand-favored stance and go for a straight left-handed lunge aimed at her stomach. [attr="class","FaustNotes"][attr="class","FaustTags"]• Sebastian Sinclaire • junsuina •

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[junsuina]

[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Sebastian would be correct to play upon Jun's psyche in order to defeat her that way, but he hadn't found the right button yet. He would get a look of disapproval from her when he mentioned he wasn't taking this 100% seriously, but she'd make no move. Not yet, at least. The most he got out of it was, "I'm glad you like the ground so much then." He would be correct about her handiness. While deception was a potent tool when it came to strategy, she had yet to grasp that her stance gave away more information than she intended. Her stance was more defensive than one might think, but Sebastian had a slight advantage over her. Most of her fighting style was focused on using extensions of the body, and the only close quarters she knew was revolved around holding someone at bay long enough to gain distance, or to break a grapple should she find herself in that unfortunate position. While there was a level of parity between the two, Sebastian had her beat on size and an unpredictable nature. As his feint came in her brain immediately started processing. He was trying to meet her blow for blow, where he held the advantage. She'd shift her body to block the incoming blow, at the very least confident she could mitigate the damage, but a part of her brain was screaming at her. This couldn't be the actual attack. It make logical sense that it was, so why wasn't it? It wasn't until she felt the blow against her stomach that she had miscalculated, and as according to how she trained she threw an elbow at his face in order to force him back and allow her that bit of distance she craved. Sebastian Sinclaire

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[Sebastian Sinclaire]

Sebastian ♣ ♦ ♥ ♠ Sinclaire [attr="class","FaustContent"]He didn't even have time to celebrate his little victory over Jun. It all happened so fast, he felt his fist connect, then he saw the elbow coming right for him—only to catch it in the face before he could do anything about it. If she wanted distance, she'd get it. "Ow, ow, that actually hurt!" he paused, breaking his stance to brush his nose. "Mmmmnope! No blood...Little sore, doesn't feel broken," he nodded, pinching his nose and wiggling it a bit. "Still, that was pretty shameful of me to get hit like that. I definitely have lost my edge. My instincts are clearly as dull as your personality now," he said in a sing-song tone, still lying as usual. Whelp, as lovely as it was to get an elbow to the face, he'd prefer it if that didn't happen again. He needed to wake the fuck up and get his shit together. Focus. Think faster. React faster. She may had way more experience than him, but he was certain that his own natural talents would allow him to bridge that gap. He took up the same stance but added a bit more movement to it, bouncing up and down on his toes. He thumbed his nose at her with a devious grin. "C'mon then, let's get back to it." [attr="class","FaustNotes"][attr="class","FaustTags"]• Sebastian Sinclaire • junsuina •

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[junsuina]

[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... The impact didn't register at first, but that pain you feel when the wind is knocked out of you spread across her abdomen. Sure, it wasn't crippling and she had suffered far worse, but at the same time the fact he was capable of laying a finger on her was disturbing. She might have experience, but not enough against an opponent that constantly changed their strategy. Or...more accurately, didn't know what they were doing. Which was more dangerous. Fight, don't talk, she thinks, stepping into range enough to try and render his own punches less effective; he was lankier and had more reach, so preventing him from building up enough power was going to be key. This was counterintuitive to what she knew, but she couldn't use her quirk here. She had to negate his advantages in order to beat him, her competitive nature getting the better of her as she stepped in to throw three jabs at him. The first and last would be aimed at his face, while the second would try to return the favor by hitting him in the stomach. They'd also go in the pattern of right-left-right, hoping she'd land something to swing momentum back in her favor. Sebastian Sinclaire

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[Sebastian Sinclaire]

Sebastian ♣ ♦ ♥ ♠ Sinclaire [attr="class","FaustContent"]All of that fancy footwork was nothing more than a sham. He didn't understand the minute intricacies of staying light on your feet. He had no concept of microspacing when it came to actual fighting, nor did he have an understanding of how it could be used to adjust one's stance on the fly. All the movement was nothing more than bluster—an accidental bluff that he knew what he was doing. As expected, she opened with her right. Knowing that gave him more time to react, so he hit her with the wax-on maneuver. Thanks Mr. Miyagi. Unfortunately, he forgot about the second part to that: wax-off, so that was a nice gut punch she got there. That would've been fine if not for the shot to the head to top it off. Y'know what though? Sebastian was ready to roll with those punches. He had taken his fair share of knocks to the head with all of his jackassery. Rather than swing back, he crossed his left hand over to grab her left hand by the wrist so that he could keep her close. He curled his right arm around her back and attempted to latch onto her waist while taking a step forward to invade her personal space. He remembered that she hated being touched, and now was a perfect time to exploit that weakness of hers as well as probe for more weaknesses. He softened his expression, and looked her dead in the eyes while trying to maintain close physical contact with her. "Hm...I never noticed that beautiful your green eyes are." And if she hesitated for even a moment, he'd push his left elbow into her stomach while stomping on her right ankle with his left foot. [attr="class","FaustNotes"][attr="class","FaustTags"]• Sebastian Sinclaire • junsuina •

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[junsuina]

[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Sebastian had done a good job remembering possibly her biggest weakness. Because of the close proximity there wasn't much she could do as he grabbed her wrist, but this was something she had in a situation like this learned how to manage. It was a grapple, all she'd have to do was use her other hand to jab at his elbow and force him to let go, then she could break free and get the space- Oh no. His arm was around her waist. He was in her space. It was panic o'clock. Oh no, he was trying to flirt with her too, it was no long a training session it was a fight for survival. As the blush crossed her face and before the elbow met her stomach, she'd reach around his neck to draw his face closer to hers. Unfortunately for him, this wasn't some weird wish fulfillment as instead of their lips meeting, his mouth would be met with the concrete nature of her forehead. This would then be followed up by grabbing his left arm with her right hand, pressing her right foot against his left, and pushing hard enough to throw him to the ground, intent on breaking his grip on her. "H-how dare you say something like that about my eyes!" Sebastian Sinclaire

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[Sebastian Sinclaire]

Sebastian ♣ ♦ ♥ ♠ Sinclaire [attr="class","FaustContent"]There was no hesitation. While his plan didn't exactly pan out the way he wanted it to, he most certainly did not consider it a failure. On the contrary, it was quite enlightening. Prolonged physical contact, flirting: Those were her weaknesses. Unfortunately, it triggered some sort of primal fight response in her rather than a flight response. That's fine though. He could use that to his advantage. She probably didn't even think about what she was doing. It was all instinct. Maybe if he were a better fighter, he would've been able to turn this in his favor, but he wasn't, so instead all he got was a bloody lip and a return back to the ground. "Ai, ai you..." he groaned. Even in pain, Sebastian was very deliberate with his word choice, making it sound like he was groaning out "love, love you." "I'm just going to stay down here for a bit now," he said, slowly pulling the blindfold back down to cover his eyes. "Feel free to join me," he winked (not that she could see it), while hitting her with a finger gun and smug smile. ...His mouth tasted like copper. [attr="class","FaustNotes"][attr="class","FaustTags"]• Sebastian Sinclaire • junsuina •

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[junsuina]

[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... She grit her teeth, adrenaline still coursing through her as she started to come down off of her battle high. His words only seemed to fan the flames and she had to walk away for a few moments to get her emotions under check, lest she dealt more damage than intended. Jun took several deep breaths and put her hands on her head, closing her eyes as she processed everything that happened. There weren't many people that could get under her skin like Sebastian could, but she at the very least could admit he had potential. Now if only he could apply it. "You are insufferable," she says, putting as much venom as she could on that last word as she turned around and let her arms down. "But I'd be lying if I said you didn't have potential. I...I can't believe I'm saying this, I will pick up where we left off and start training again. However, I'm not putting you on the roster for the games just yet. I need to see you prove yourself a little more before I do that." She paused for a moment before holding up a finger. "I don't know what you've done before, and I don't understand your style. That stuff you're going to have to work on yourself. but I can at the very least help you with strength and endurance training, as well as quirk conditioning. Though when it comes to sparring, I'd have to recommend Miroru more than me. Especially after what you just pulled." She turned away, muttering, "I'll have to find a way to make it up to her with that..." Sebastian Sinclaire

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[Sebastian Sinclaire]

Sebastian ♣ ♦ ♥ ♠ Sinclaire [attr="class","FaustContent"]"Insufferably honest," he corrected, wagging his finger at her. " I say what I mean, and I mean what I say: That's the Sinclaire way." He had absolutely no romantic interest in Jun. She just didn't have the right (financial) assets to get him interested in her in that way. That being said, he'd be a fool to throw away that flirting card. It could come in handy in the future, so why not keep up appearances. "Sure, sure, you can tell yourself that you're considering me, but I really did never leave the game. I'm just playing it differently. It keeps things interesting for me, and I hope it keeps things interesting for you too. Games, after all, are meant to be fun." Then came her recommendation to have him partner back up with Miroru. After the way their last session went, he couldn't help but smile. His mind already got right to work in formulating a devious plan to mess with Miroru again. He got her good last time, but Sebastian always strives to innovate when it comes to annoying people. "Ro-Ro, eh? Well, if you insist. We did leave things a bit rocky though...I suppose it's a good opportunity for me to apologize to her and show her who I really am. Thanks again, Jun/ This little bout was very enlightening." [attr="class","FaustNotes"][attr="class","FaustTags"]• Sebastian Sinclaire • junsuina •

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