An Angry Competition

[hot_handed]

WHO: Masaru Daimon & Katsuki Bakugo
WHAT: Bakugo pisses people off and there's another fight.
WHEN: Super backdated to be a couple of hours after this
WHERE: Attleton Colosseum

[Who knew that one self-righteous bastard could be so infuriating. Doing a few stretches, Katsuki inhaled through his nose and then exhaled, before entering the colosseum ring. He didn't care what Masaru thought of him, but he was getting sick of his face and if he was strong enough, maybe Katsuki could get some practice in finishing kicking his ass.

If not, then this would be over quickly and he could go back to looking for a job.]

You ready, pissbaby?

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[howamanlives]

[Masaru stood on the opposite side of the arena, flexing and doing a few stretches of his own. He hadn't had a chance at a real fight in a while.]

I'd have to ask you the same question. The first one to go down and not get up is the loser, alright? And no killing.

[hot_handed]

I won't lose.

[That's all he says before using Blast Rush Turbo to propel himself in the air as if he's flying in to punch him.]

[howamanlives]

[Masaru knows from experience that he can't weather that kind of hit, so he kicks off, using his DigiSoul to push off quickly, hopefully leaping out of range of where Bakugou is going to inevitably land.]

[hot_handed]

[The hit was a feint. Shooting off, Bakugo does an arc in the air to land behind Masaru and try to punch him in the back of his head.]

[howamanlives]

[Masaru figured that might happen, so when he sees Bakugou change direction, he spins in an attempt to block with his arm. But his opponent is too fast, so he still gets hit by a glancing blow, causing him to stumble back.]

Not bad! [But Masaru's response is just as quick, lashing out to swing a kick at the other young man's midsection.]

[hot_handed]

[He dodges the kick with another blast in the air, and with his other hand, he aims one down at Masaru's chest.]

Die.

[howamanlives]

[Masaru flares out his digi-soul, and it saves him from certain doom, but... just before the explosion goes off and throws him back violently, he grabs at Bakugou's hand, attempting to pull him back with him as he's thrown back violently.]

[hot_handed]

[He's pulled back, and attempts kicking him in the gut to free himself.]

Do you plan to fight back, or are you just going to keep defending?!

[howamanlives]

[Masaru's response to that is a growl, fighting past the pain in his stomach as he tries to grab Bakugou's shoulders so he can lunge forward and deliver a headbutt to the other young man's forehead.

Is that enough of an attack for you?]

[hot_handed]

[Scoffing in disgust, Bakugo gets ready to stretch out his palm to put one of his explosions to Masaru's face

And he stops right before he can, attempting to jerk himself out of Masaru's grip and put his hands back in his pockets.]

You're either weak, or not trying, but you're not worth my time.

[howamanlives]

[When Bakugou attempted to grab at his face, Masaru let go of his shoulders and ducked down, attempting to sweep the other young man's feet out from under him with a kick.]

You don't back down from a fight until it's over!

[hot_handed]

[Using his explosions to fly into the air, he avoided the kick to get behind him and try to punch him from behind.]

It's over. I could murder you if I wanted.

[howamanlives]

[Masaru rolled out of the way, jumping to his feeth and springing away from Bankugou.]

And you think that makes you a big man?! You think being able to kill people means anything?! You have strength but all you use it for is your own ego! That's even sadder than losing a fight! At least if I go down, I'll know I gave it everything I got!

[hot_handed]

[He scowls and holds both hands out to throw a powerful blast in Masaru's direction.]

And that's why you'll lose. You talk like a loser. As soon as you accept the possibility of losing, you've already surrendered.

[howamanlives]

[Masaru's Digi-Soul roared up around him again, this time protecting him from the blast fully, though he was pushed back by it.]

Everyone loses eventually! There's always a stronger opponent! Someone more clever! Someone who does something unexpected!

[He held up his fist and jumped away from the explosion, before focusing all his digi-soul into his fist. He shot downward, and slammed the empowered fist into the ground...

... causing the ground to tremble, and start to crack open beneath his and Bakugou's feet. This was a trick his father had tried once before, and Masaru had been practicing it himself, finally having a chance to use it in battle for the first time.]

[hot_handed]

[Bakugo narrowed his eyes, any insults he had ready for Masaru dying on his lips. Finally he was taking it seriously, meaning now he could view Masaru as a serious opponent, rather than a whiny peer of his with a wish to get his ass kicked. He kept his stance low, jumping over a crack that had rifted through the ground, keeping his distance from Masaru.

He doesn't attack this time, waiting to see what he's capable of.]

[howamanlives]

[Biding his time or not, Masaru feels like he's put Bakugou on the offensive. He punches the ground again, knocking a chunk of rock into the air and punching it, hard, sending it flying at Bakugou like a heavy, rocky missile.]

[hot_handed]

[Bracing himself, Bakugo's hands ignite and he blasts through the rock, leaving a smokescreen of debris in his wake. Using that to his advantage, he flies through, twisting in the air like an errant flame to throw his knees at his face.]

[howamanlives]

[Masaru's eyes widened as Bakugou came leaping out of the smoke. He wasn't going to go on the defensive again, however, and threw out a Digi-Soul empowered fist to meet Bakugou's kicks, throwing the same force he used to shatter the ground at Bakugou's body.]