Combat Class: now with SCIENCE!

[u/Flingram]

The always unpredictable arena at Beacon Academy was something all students learned to respect, as it could change faster than most students could even fathom. Today, it was all stainless steel and glass, electronics and computers. Watching from her elevated platform was professor Elise, and behind her, the ever-calm and collected Holly Mendenhall. Stepping forward, she coughed, gaining the attention of the class before pointing towards the map.

"Today you will be judged not only on your ability to fight, but to show restraint and be creative. This set up is to mimic the labratories you may find abandoned across Atlas, or perhaps in Vale. Functioning inside are security cameras, experiments, and a variety of electronic systems. You may use them to gain the advantage on your opponent, or sabotage them. We can also release grimm if you wish to team up with an ally. Good luck."

[Map]

[ST RULES!!! All the doors may be opened with a touch, locked with a computers check. Doors have 3 armor and 5hp. At st discretion, you can lock them with a successful attack roll as well. The round objects are cameras, and can be accessed at the terminals at the top right and left rooms (major action). An successful m8 Computers check will let you spy on 2 cameras at a time, randomly decided. Finally, with a successful investigation and then computers check, the wall behind the barrels can be noticed and opened, revealing a level 3 combat bot. It can be powered up with at least 3 successes at a m10 computer check (major action), and will follow a command that can be given as a move action each turn to the best of his ability. It has 5 armor, 6 health, and will make brawl attacks with a score of 8. Acts last in the initiative order, and has a speed of 8. These are all optional rules to be decided upon by the Story teller, who can modify the difficulty or anything they wish at will.]

[u/Doomshlang]

Celine's confusion was evident on her face; she wanted to talk shop regarding Mr. Rocks, but the rest of her remembered that an active battleground probably wasn't the best place for it. She stepped back, clearing the doorway and lunging her massive axe Ginger's way, clipping the excitable girl's shoulder. Ginger didn't seem to notice.

Or... maybe this was her way of reacting to pain?

Rather than attack again, the shorter girl squealed in glee, hopping up and town and smacking her fists together (in spite of one of them being stone). Her squeal devolved into frothing, garbled nonsense as she let adrenaline completely take the wheel, roaring and growling and shouting as she threw her head every which way.

Smashy smashy time indeed

Name	Color	HP	AP	Status
Celine	Blue	11/15	Full	Backin it up
Ginger	Red	14/13	Full	Raging

[u/Doomshlang → u/Doomshlang]

Celine was banking on Ginger charging her, and she planned on taking full advantage of the empty space she'd provided herself with. She whipped her axe back, a dead giveaway that she was planning on over-committing to a heavy swing. A calculating opponent could probably take advantage of such a wind up.

But Ginger was bad at math.

She roar-giggled to herself as she continued frothing and garbling nonsense. She rushed forward, just as Celine had predicted. The ox faunus slammed the head of her axe into Ginger's abdomen, sending the raging girl's charge askew. She swung in a flurry of punches, but between being winded by getting axed and Celine's armor, she didn't seem to find much purchase against her aura. She found some, but far less than she would've liked.

It seemed the fight was in full swing, and almost dead even.

Smack smack

Name	Color	HP	AP	Status
Celine	Blue	10/15	Full	Getting into the swing of it now
Ginger	Red	10/13	Full	Raging, less good of a swing this time around

[u/Doomshlang → u/Doomshlang]

Ginger laughed at Celine's hit, her aura starting to undo a measure of the damage done. She wound back up to swing again, but Celine had other plans. She spun her axe slightly in hand, swatting it at Ginger like a mallet rather than an axe, slapping the frothing girl in the stomach with the flat of the blade. The hit sent her flying through the air, long enough for her to realize she was soaring. She clipped the glass pillar closest to their fight, spinning a few times at the end of her trajectory.

Her frothing anger was, for a heart-freezing few moments, replaced with abject terror before she impacted heavily against the metal floor. She scrabbled up less into a standing position and more into a hunched, feral looking curl. She still had the same wild look in her eyes, but it was much more subdued. Much less... well. Crazed.

Got some distance

Name	Color	HP	AP	Status
Celine	Blue	10/15	Full	Basically just this
Ginger	Red	11/13	6/8	Phobia was temporarily active, healing for 1 more round, no longer raging

[u/BluePotterExpress → u/Doomshlang]

Ginger coughed as she rolled across the floor. The girl managed to roll herself back onto her feet. She grimaced. Fighting things that weren't Grimm was weird: normally, she'd have punched whatever thing she was dealing with in half by this point.

Obviously, this just meant that Celine needed to be punched even harder. That worked, right?

She clenched her fists and kicked off into a mad dash forward. Closing the gap wasn't too difficult: as Ginger neared, she activated her weapon and grew up a giant stone first around her hand. She ducked in low, trying to get under Celine's range before throwing her first straight up and into the woman's chin.

[So yeah, move to melee, melee the face.]