Sentenced to Survive: The Story of Saturn Sentobi

Stat Page - Ulysies Uchiha:

Ulysies strode towards the arena, arms held neatly behind her back, absentmindedly forming hand seals as she strode towards what was no doubt intended to be her death, a determined look plastered across her face even as she thought back on the events that led her to this horrid situation, branded a criminal and left to rot unless she could kill one of the villages shinobi, the thought alone made her blood boil and her desire for vengeance surge, but she clamped down on it, pushing the feelings down. This was life or death and those feeling would do her little good, despite that she was still a show off at heart, a few words to one of the guards and a few more to the announcer of the fight and they had allowed her to enter in a way that was… just a little unorthodox for these fights. As far as they could tell it wouldn’t affect anything, just make things seem a little more impressive, but she was a crafty individual sometimes and so she had found a way to eak out some small advantage even from such a showy distraction. Stepping out of the northern gate with her chakra suppressed, the guards took their cue, pulling a mechanism that released swarms of colorful butterflies from hidden boxes throughout the arena, even as the announcer began to declare the fight to the onlookers.

“Ladies and gentlemen, prepare yourselves for the long awaited match, the legendary mistress of butterflies, Ulysies Uchiha, versus the disgrace of the cloud Saturn Sentobi! The man said, his voice echoing throughout the sealed chamber, audible even through the tempered glass dome that lay across the top of the arena, allowing the jeers and laughs of the onlookers to echo down into the arena through thin perforated slits. Ulysies gave her opponent a slight bow, an incline of her head whilst she kept her eyes still fixed closely on her opponent’s own, even as the announcer’s voice spoke again “Begin!” the voice said, and rather than take the initiative, rushing into the battle she began to stride forward slowly whistling a tune, that even this shinobi would recognise, as she moved forward at a speed of 20, if nothing changed she would continue until she was 25 meters from the entrance she had walked in from, stopping and pointing her hand at her opponent with an ominous black chakra flowing off of her, her sharingan activating as she continued to look at the man.

AP costs and stuff:

As soon as Ulysies saw her opponent grip his axe with both hands, tilting it in an odd manner she found herself on guard, the motion looked practiced, as if it was intended to do something and yet she saw no visual evidence of any effect so she immediately changed tact, activating her dojutsu and examining the man's chakra. It was flowing in a way that indicated he was using some sort of technique, though she couldn't be sure exactly what that technique was just yet. All the same it warranted a change of plans. Rather than striding forward and extending her hand out as she had originally been planning to do.

Deciding it best to evaluate what the stranger's capabilities were, as well as what this unknown technique was supposed to do Ulysies flicked her wrist and threw a kunai at her opponent, the sharp weapon glinting in the light of the stadium as it's silvery steel blade reflected the various onlookers, the paper wrapped grip the only part of the weapon that hadn't been carefully polished to a shine. The blade was aimed in such a way as to sail right into the man's heart if he didn't block it, a near lethal blow under the right circumstances. Even as the blade left her hands another one identical to the first appeared in her hands, one that she would throw if the man tried to dodge, aiming for wherever he was poised to end up during said dodge, this would continue with more blades appearing in her hand and being thrown if the man continued to dodge until she ran out of weapons, although she was poised to change tactics once again depending on what the man did.

AP Usage:

Meiski Ushitora - C rank Hunter:

'Oh, thats odd, everything feels... cold all of a sudden' were the last thoughts the Uchiha had as the blade intent cut into her, severing her head from her body. The Crowd roared their approval as the uchiha's techniques faded away into motes of light, the chakra that had been sustaining them severed at its source, the last act of beauty the fallen shinobi brought to the arena was the glistening dance of light and butterflies that swirled through the air.

***

Meiski was not like the others in this prison, she had come here willingly; within her clan it was a coming of age trial to fight strong opponents, the stronger the opponents the higher your standing in the clan. As the daughter of one of the clan's elders she had prepared for this for years, and was expected to fight an opponent strong enough to match her bloodline history, and so she had come here, where the strongest of the country's fighters trained themselves, honing their will like a blade sharpened against the bones of the criminals who languished here.

Seeing the uchiha girl fall she eyed the strange man who had felled her so easily, he interested her in a way she could not quite put her finger on, he showed skill and promise, and that intrigued her, perhaps he would even make a suitable mate, though he would have to prove himself more for that privilege. Standing from the spot she was sitting in the stands she dusted herself off, signaling one of the announcers with a gesture they had arranged earlier, expressing her intent.

"Oh my ladies and gentlemen, we have a treat for you tonight, it seemes out contender has caught the eye of the Demon of sorrow, Meiski Ushitora!" the announcer called even as a crack appeared in the dome covering the arena, splitting evenly down the sides to allow her leway do jump through. Landing on the ground of the arena with a thud right where saturn had first entered the arena the girl turned, giving the man a flourishing bow and a smirk. "I trust someone as skilled as you would not object to a more appropriate opponent" she said, assuming a fighting pose as she eyed the man, waiting for a response. Of course if he simply stood there like a fool without responding or doing anything that might give her reason to consider a different choice of actions she would eventually rush forwards at her full speed, throwing a punch with as much force as she could by combining both her raging oni and lightning jab techniques at full power at the last moment.

Techs potentially used:
Lightning Jab - (40ap/2)= 20
Raging oni - 100ap*.85 = 85 +speed + strength