Hecate vs. Cirno

[Dane Regan]

Clarrification/Disclaimer: Despite me using your fight for a prompt, me and Warren are doing out 1v1 seperately. This ain't gonna be a 2v2, and besides this post I'm ignoring you guys (besides odd references to clashes of metal or yelling and stuff like that happening in the background)

Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX's (provisional) roster is (nerfed down from level 6 to roughly the same total OM as Warren, i.e. from 7 TEC down to 5 TEC):
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Name: Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX
Spent OM: 11100
Consumed OM: 300
Proficiencies (1000): Physical Strength (1000)
Powers (1000/8000): Suppression (1000)
Moves (300): Ōdachi (300)
Super Moves (0):
Transformations (0):
Assists (0):
Items: Mobile Dataverse Device (100), Communicator (200)
Artefacts:
Bases:  Parents' Basement (Coruscant, T3)
Unlocks (8500): Stat Upgrade III (7000), Base (1000), VR Station (500)
Base stats:
ATK: 3
DEF: 2
SPD: 3
TEC: 5

Ōdachi (300) Requires: Physical Strength

A 68 inch (172cm) long Japanese sword. The blade is 50 inches (127cm) long, and slightly curved (see the picture above). Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX uses this more for individual strong swift attacks than faster flurries of blows. Is he is ever found without it, he can simply draw it out of thin air from an invisible sheath held in his hand. This requires 2 of seconds of light focus where he can move and act as usual, but can't use other moves. This isn't interrupted if he takes damage unless it's a large amount (like a super attack). After drawing his sword like this, he can't do it again for an hour.[/spoiler]

Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX's appearance:
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Warren's appearance (with his fancy armour):
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Warren seemed tense, yet calculating. Not something smart, he didn't look like he was plotting. Rather, he had the appearance of someone trying to solve advanced calculus in their head. Trying to decide his cause of action. That much was obvious to Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX. The older prime had claimed to hold honour highly at one point prior, so perhaps he wasn't planning on double-teaming Hecate-sama - but it was still a possibility. One Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX planned to prevent, should Warren get any ideas.

Instinctively, his eyes tracked the fight, flickering back to Warren every couple of seconds. He smirked. The small girl was strong, and Hecate-sama was taking hits. From a practical standpoint, Cirno was winning. But, from Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX's standpoint, his waifu would be the victor. Sure, she was bleeding a little bit, but that was just part of her plan - give her aggressor false confidence before smashing them into the fucking ground. He grinned gleefully, his mind running through the many possibilities. Would Hecate-sama plunge her sword through a gap in Cirno's guard and impale the girl? Would she strike a leg or arm and cripple the fairy, then toy with her and shatter her hope?

Yet, despite how much he was loving all of this, he was starting to feel a tad left out - stuck on the sidelines with an old dude and a crippled little girl...

...until Hecate-sama fired her own explosion of icy shards. He didn't mind taking some splash damage - it was for a good cause; situated on the fringe of the target area, he did have a split second choice to make. Dodge out of the way, or help his waifu further. Technically, he wasn't intervening in their duel, just dealing with some future problems a little bit. Without wasting a moment, he flicked his wrist, throw his ōdachi high into the air. Meanwhile, with his other hand, he roughly reached out and pulled Warren in front of him, using the suddenness of the motion to his advantage. The man had no time to react and was unable to break free immediately after being pulled off balance. Paying no attention to Cirno or the other kid, or even his beloved Hecate-sama, Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX gripped firmly and ducked his head. Practicality had its place, and sadly for him, that place was right now.

Warren barely had time to struggle, one bolt of ice stabbing into his shoulder and two more into his chest. Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX felt a faint tingle as a forth scraped across his upper left arm, and Warren's too. Just a scratch. He could take much more than that. But, while he could feel his strength was greater than that of the Quarterback of Chaos, he definitely couldn't hold the struggling man without getting hurt. Reacting swiftly while he still had control, he shoved the dude away and reached out with his arm. His hand clenched, timed perfectly enough to wrap around the handle of his falling weeb sword.

He rotated his wrist, swirling the pristine blade and using it to cover the temporary gap he'd created in their fight. Both hands were steadied, and his arms were relaxed, ready to cast the steel down on a moment's notice.

With a curled frown and a rough grunt of pain, Warren span around to face him, tapping a button on his wrist. Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX could only return the glare with a wide, unnerving smile. Euphoria shone from his face as he gazed lovingly at the beautiful, translucent jagged shards of ice piercing the prime's mortal flesh, spawning distorted rainbows. A shroud of black nanobots (or something similar) materialised around Warren's body, snapping off the ice fragments and covering his wounds.

"You utter imbecile," screeched a voice through the encompassing black helmet. It sounded slightly altered, but it still matched Warren.

Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX shrugged, whatever armour the prime had would be useless against his mad skills™. "Says the nerd trying to-" he stepped forward, swinging his blade down hard. Interrupting his own witty banter™ was worth it to get an attack off, even if Warren was easily able to dodge. Heck, anyone could have dodged. That was the point. 

Eyes trained on his foe's movements, Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX flicked his blade to the side, catching Warren's shin during the dodge. It wasn't a solid hit, but it sliced through the armour and drew specs of red blood, tainting his sword. There was a faint flash of light a moment later, so Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX stepped back, restoring his fighting stance.

"You'll regret this." Warren threatened, duplicates of Hecate-sama's swords brandished in his hands.

"No, you." Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX lunged, feinting a sideways swing but flicking it down overhead. It nicked Warren's shoulder before the man cast it away, deflecting it with his own steel. Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX steadied himself, preparing another strike and maintaining melee range.

800 words.