Oh, there he was! The red head was a lot easier to spot now that he was glowing. How cool! Doing her best to shove through the mess of other party people, Seika hustled towards the man. Unfortunately, he seemed to be busy! What was this? Why wasn't he paying attention to her- Seika felt miffed at the complete lack of care he was showing. Well, she could just beat him up and then there! Meanies deserved mean things to happen to them. Her face scrunched up in annoyance, the girl reeled her hand back, a bubble forming in her palm before she hurtled it towards the man. It seemed to veer off course in the air though, managing to slam into a man with electronicy armor covering him instead. Oops. Well, he looked like a meanie too, so it was fine! Judging based on appearances wasn't something the girl was in the habit of trying to do, but she could make an exception just this once! Also, it looked like trouble of some kind was brewing. That guy who she was trying to fight (she demanded a rematch, seriously!) seemed to have his eyes set on another scene.
There was a bunch of weird colorful thingies in the air. Not the best way of describing them, but Seika shrugged. She could see the strange creatures, and that was all that mattered! Bounding over towards them and pushing away the other rave attendees with more enthusiasm than before, the mage was finally making some head way when she saw an enormous amount of flames explode into the air. "Ooh, pretty!" They weren't harmful, right? The girl wanted to reach out and touch them, but they were all still too far away. That Guy seemed to be trying to fight- oh, wait what? Seika squinted as she realized that he was heading away from the scene, leaving in favor of... returning to the dance floor?? Pouting, Seika shook her head. That just wouldn't do! But- there was that giant flaming bird still going at it and fighting off the water acid spirit thingies. Clapping in excitement, Seika finally managed to make her way over to the area. Now only a few meters away, she opened up her mouth and was about to call out to the apparently sentient fire birb when she was slammed into from the side.
"Huh??" That had hurt. She wasn't really winded, but the side of her stomach, right over her ribs, felt bruised, to say the least. "What.. oh my gosh, it's you! Meanie!" She saw a man wearing that cybernetic type suit covering his entire body, doing some kind of weird martial arts pose at her. Blinking before squinting her eyes in a new tactic of trying to understand what was happening, Seika finally just decided to say, "What are you doing?" The mage received no response; instead, a giant blast of sound flew out of the speaker on the center of the figure's chest, colliding directly with Seika's face. She felt like her entire world was vibrating as her glasses were knocked off. "Okay, whatever!" Shoving herself back up to her feet, the girl's eyes glowed faintly before she let out a burst of bubbly fire fly from her hands that surrounded the two of them, blocking off the rest of the crowd.
"I thought you looked cool, but I knew you were a bad person! I bet..." The girl suddenly stumbled slightly as her vision pulsated. Ah, whatever that stupid sound wave had done to her senses was highly unpleasant. The natural shields protecting her physical form had prevented any actual serious damage from being inflicted upon the mage, but even so. Seika was not in a particularly great state right now. Her head felt like it was spinning slightly, and the nausea gathering at the back of her throat was not fun at all. In one smooth movement, the girl threw up all over the cybertech looking dude, splattering all over his armor. Once she was finished, Seika wiped her mouth on the back of her sweater, shrugging. It could be cleaned up later! While her enemy was standing there uncertainly, she squeezed her glasses back onto her face. They had some dirt on the lenses, but it wasn't too bad, actually! "Okay, you skelly face! What's your favorite flavor?" Without waiting for a response, she sent an enormous scattering of bubbles floating towards him, clogging up the air around the plague lookin thing until it would be difficult to breathe.
Typically, the mage was able to give all of her magic a special sort of flavor. Normally, she just went with a generic sweetness that left behind a nice scent whenever her bubbles popped or her flames evaporated. However, for certain circumstances, she would add on a particular type; for example, if Kuro hated dogs, she would make them smell like dogs! Er, or the opposite? She couldn't remember if it was dog fur or cat fur that she ought to be using... anyway, Seika had asked the mean weirdo to give her their favorite flavor but she had no intentions of using it at all! Nope, she had the perfect thing for someone as mean as them. Her magical bubbles, as they crowded around his face, smelled entirely like skin irritant! That was that itchy stuff that Aphelia made sure the girl wasn't allowed to touch, even though the spirit kept it around for... secret purposes. Now that she was thinking about it, why wasn't she allowed to know? Scowling, that newfound thought didn't help Seika's mood at all. She rained down another assault of sparkling flames, draining the life out of the techno dude, whose disorienting vapor wave sound thingies coming out of his chest were luckily for her, unfortunately for him, being absorbed by her many layers of bubbles.
2200 Seika, 5279/6000 Total