Like a Boxing Match But Not [Open]

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It had taken a little planning and some inquiries to the ship but the two kids were preparing for their match. Negi finished his stretches and looked over to Chamo. "Are you sure this is a good idea?"

"Trust me Aniki, this'll be just like sparring with your teachers," assured Chamo. "You two will be okay."

Negi nodded. He was currently shirtless again, his still damaged plantsuit tied around his waist. His scars were showing but he was prepared for the match.

His opponent? Vivio Takamachi. The pair had hit it off quite well and when the discovery that they could both grow up AND did martial arts came up, well, a powered match was nothing short of exciting to the pair.

Getting into position, he nodded to Chamo. Sparring in an outdoor area would give them more space to work with.

"This is a submission match!" exclaimed Chamo, waving little flags. "Both will fight until one cannot continue. No time limit. In this corner, the daughter of Nanoha Takamachi, the powerful mage-girl herself, Viviooooooooo Takamaaaaaachiiiiiiii!"

"And in this corner, the son of the Thousand Master, said to have known a thousand spells, the child prodigy himself, Negiiiiii Sprinnnnnnggggfiiiiieeeeld!"

"Fighters to your sides, and lets get ready to ruuuummmmbllllleeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

(ooc: spectators are free to, well spectate. And place bets. Please make separate threads if you want to spectate the fight.)

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The Machine Decader pulled up a few feet away from the practice session, and its rider dismounted the ridiculously overpowered motorcycle. Tsukasa stepped through the rubble and stopped near a small child with blond hair.

He watched the battle for a while. Negi was really good; he wondered if he could actually keep up with some of the enemies he and the other Riders had faced.

"Wow...I guess that ferret wasn't exaggerating when he said that Negi was good." He said, half to himself.

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"That lower animal? Not exaggerating? I doubt it." Evangeline couldn't help but spare a caustic remark when the newly-arrived motorcyclist mentioned Chamo of all things as his source. Even someone with her thoroughly elitist view on what kind of power was necessary to merit actual respect had to admit the boy had come and would likely go very far - and she was not a little pleased with her own role in shaping him - but so long as he was still a work in progress she wasn't going to let him rest on his laurels for too long.

And that included, apparently, letting Chamo foster overinflated opinions of him in the general populace.

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Tsukasa turned. He really hadn't expected anyone to hear him...and yet, what he said has only a half-whisper, so he should have expected that, right? When he ran through what she said, he realized she knew Negi.

"Hmm...you must be one of Negi's comrades from his home world." Tsukasa replied, feeling the lack of his comrades' prescience keenly.

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Evangeline chuckled darkly. "I know him, anyway." An apprentice was hardly a comrade, and she disliked to be counted as part of that annoying gaggle of girls that followed him everywhere.

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Tsukasa took the measure of Evangeline, and after a few seconds of thinking, he replied with "For someone who only 'knows him,' You are certainly watching his exhibition match with a critical eye."

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Oho, captain obvious showing a little more insight this time around.

"He is my apprentice. His performance reflects on me." Still not comrades.

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"Oh? So you're telling me that, after all the teaching, you don't care at all about Negi?" Tsukasa asked, knowing full well that she did, at least a little; even if she didn't show it.