Calista Elise Medley
First-Year One Student
Level 3
XP: 85/100 Level Up Incoming
HP: 100/100
EP: 87/100
RP Status: Controversial— Points Uncalculated
Weakness Lvl 13
Weakness Active: Self-Control; Insecurity
*ESCAPE CONFRONTATION NOW*
Everything happened in a blur. Calista froze when Rosalina unleashed her rage, grabbing the little woman by her turtlenecked collar. Lílitha turned her head and bit Rosalina’s wrist, releasing herself from the grip. If a Hajjian was hurt from a relatively gentle bite— compared to Lílitha’s usual bites— Calista couldn’t imagine how sharp those fangs truly were.
“THAT’S IT!” Rosalina’s face glowed. The students scattered, with only a few remaining to watch the ensuing tussle between the rivals.
Calista screamed as Rosalina breathed fire at Lílitha, who dodged swiftly, letting her scorch the wall. She couldn’t watch the fight for long, though, as Hillary pulled back her fist and aimed it straight for her nose.
She dove to the left, letting the Paeseoan hit the wall, and punched her back in the cheek, but no damage was done. Hillary’s hard bones shot pain up her arm. Bark stepped in, but Hillary shoved him by the shoulder. “NO! She’s mine!” Calista saw Camelithia attempting to intervene, but some of the other Delta members blocked her, cheering Hillary on.
Calista relied completely on her muscle memory. Consciously, she had no clue what she was doing, but her body seemed to have a mind of its own, dodging and blocking Hillary’s quick strikes. She stood on her tip-toes and her body bent and stretched every which way.
-4 EP
Finally seeing an opening, Calista kicked hard at Hillary’s stomach with the ball of her foot. She stumbled back, shocked by the Earthian girl’s strength.
+1 Damage
Then Hillary nodded at Bark, who cracked his strong knuckles.
Oh, glitch.
Calista gasped, letting her knees give way as Bark axe-kicked at her head, and rolled away to get some distance between them. She wanted to fight Hillary, but a Hajjian like Bark wasn’t someone she was prepared to confront. His face remained stony the whole time, as if he were doing the most boring homework assignment by fighting her. The few spectators, however, were loving the action.
“Get that humie! Knock her out!”
“Drag her out of our school, Savage!”
“Ruin her pretty face!”
As she ducked under Bark’s attempt to grab her, Hillary kicked her shoulder, slamming her against the wall. Pain exploded down her arm and back.
-3 HP
-4 EP
Hillary smiled and aimed an uppercut at her chin, but Calista managed to swipe-block her, punching at her throat. Hillary gasped, surprised once again.
+3 Damage
“Not bad for an Earthian, huh?” Calista panted.
“Come on, Gravity, you’re better than that!” a Delta member shouted.
Hillary charged forward with a growl. Calista grabbed her blue ponytail, slamming her against the wall with an angry cry.
+2 Damage
-2 EP
The audience reacted, groaning and yelling in outrage. Glancing over at Lílitha and Rosalina, Calista saw the little woman whiplashing her fist across Rosalina’s face, all while dodging her fire. They had moved further down the hall, leaving scorch marks everywhere. They didn’t have much of an audience, most of them keeping a wide berth between themselves and Hothead’s damage radius.
“You underhanded little glitch!” Hillary yelled.
“What, you can’t stand up to me?” Calista smiled.
Hillary glanced behind Calista, smirking, and nodded. Just as Calista realized that Bark was nowhere to be seen, two arms wrapped around her armpits from behind, pulling her into a full nelson. Calista groaned in pain as Bark’s hands pressed onto her neck.
-2 HP
-2 HP
-4 EP
“How do you like being cheated, humie?” Hillary grinned and pulled back her fist, ramming it into Calista’s stomach.
-5 HP
Calista’s eyes leaked from the pain. She thrashed from side to side, trying to get Hillary to accidentally punch Bark, but she followed her movements and punched her twice more in her sides. The cheering got louder and rowdier.
-3 HP
-3 HP
-5 EP
“Hit her in the face!”
“Make her cry, Gravity!”
“Makakian glitch!”
Glancing to the side, she saw Lílitha had one arm slackened. Rosalina must have snapped it; whenever Ilamikoans used their elasticity, their limbs were vulnerable. By snapping them against the ground, they would be temporarily disabled. Lílitha was making up by sliding and stretching out of Rosalina’s reach and hitting her fast enough so she wouldn’t lose her other arm’s strength.
“Calista, you have four limbs. Use them!” Lindsay yelled in her ears.
She lifted her legs and push-kicked Hillary in the chest, hard enough that she slid across the hallway and slammed into the other wall, spectators scurrying out of the way.
-5 EP
+5 Damage
Bark squeezed harder, putting more pressure on Calista’s neck. She felt herself getting dizzy.
-4 HP
-5 EP
A commotion got her attention. Rosalina and Lílitha were separated from each other by two Student Coaches; one was Reilly, who restrained Rosalina, and the other was Disaris Okione, who had his arm around Lílitha’s neck to prevent her from biting him. No one was coming to Calista’s aid, though.
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“Savage, Gravity, that’s enough!” Reilly shouted to Bark and Hillary, distracting the former just as the latter wound up for another strike. The pressure on Calista’s neck eased.
Calista summoned all her remaining strength and leaned forward. As she was taught, she moved her foot behind Bark’s and threw her arms out with a yell, breaking herself out of the hold.
-7 EP
She felt Hillary’s fist fly above her and heard it contact Bark’s face. A moment of giddiness coursed through her, along with dizziness from the blood flow returning to her head. She leaned against the wall, panting. She did it! She got out of a nelson hold!
-2 EP
Hillary growled again and ran to her, her hands clasped together in a hammer punch. Calista’s giddiness turned to rage.
-30 Rel-P
Approaching Sworn Enemy Status
She was sick of this woman. She was sick of her constantly bugging her and making her life a living hell. She hated that she was talking about her family, about her sister. She hated her voice, her smugness…
ADRENALINE RESERVE ACTIVATED: +15 EP
She blocked Hillary’s hammer punch and kneed her in the stomach, shoving her onto the floor.
+4 Damage
-2 HP
-2 EP
Pinning her down, she brought her throbbing fist down with all her strength, letting Hillary feel her white-hot rage. One, two, three-
+3 Damage
+3 Damage
+3 Damage
+10 Damage
-5 HP
-5 HP
-5 HP
-5 HP
-5 HP
-8 EP
WARNING: BELOW 50 HP— MEDICAL ATTENTION NEEDED
Adrenaline Boost: +5 EP
Weakness Active: Anger
*Stop Fight*
Calista felt her knuckles crack like eggshells, pain exploding, but she didn’t stop. She switched arms, pinning Hillary down with her right arm and winding up her left elbow— her left wrist was in pain.
+5 Damage
+5 Damage
+5 Damage
+7 Damage
+7 Damage
-5 HP
-5 HP
-5 HP
-5 HP
-5 HP
-5 HP
-10 EP
WARNING: LOW HEALTH
Opponent Health below 50 HP
*STOP FIGHT NOW*
Hillary’s face was now oozing with green blood, which pooled around her nose.
-20 Rel-P
Achieved: Sworn Enemy Status
+Avoidance V (MAX)
+Rumors VI
+Insults IV
+Exclusion IV
Calista didn’t get to hit her a fourth time. A pair of arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her off. She elbowed the person harshly, assuming it was Bark, and tried squirming out of the hold.
+4 Damage (Harrison)
-6 EP
WARNING: Approaching 50 EP
“Ow- Cali, stop, it’s me! That’s enough!” Harrison yelled.
His voice made her pause. Her heart pounded in her ears. She looked down at Hillary, who had her hands pressed to her nose, groaning in pain as green oozed around her fingers. Bark, who was held back by three students, one of whom was Camelithia, stared down at his girlfriend with worry. He shook off the hands and knelt down to check on her, shooting Calista a hateful glare.
Most of the small audience had run away when the Student Coaches intervened, but a few Delta students had stayed, staring at Calista with a mix of awe and disgust. To her horror, her Reputation was changing.
+10 RP
+10 RP
+10 RP
Reputation Level Up— Severely Disrespected
+10 RP
+10 RP
“Are you okay?” Harrison let her go, but still kept his hands on her shoulders. After a few seconds, she focused on his sapphire blues and nodded.
Now the full extent of her broken knuckles was starting to become evident. Calista gasped in pain, clutching her wrist. Her fist wasn’t able to open, her fingers stuck in a curl as they turned an ugly shade of black and blue, swelling rapidly. Her waist exploded with awful aching, and her ribs hurt when she breathed. Her knuckles were badly bruised, bleeding a bit. Calista felt a bit of nausea at the sight, made worse when she looked at Hillary, who was being held upright by Bark. She was covering her nose, but dark green was dripping from her hand.
Her Health Bar was at 16 HP. She felt faint at the sight. 16 HP was… close to death. How was she standing?
“Calista, relax,” Lindsay told her. “Fistborn adjusts HP, remember? You’re actually almost at 50, but you’re still really hurt. You need to go to the Infirmary.”
Task Acquired: Go to Infirmary— 84 HP; 44 EP
“Didn’t you hear me? I kept telling you to stop…” Lindsay then said.
Lílitha was now calm, but her arm was still slackened, taking too long to heal. Her elbow was turning a dark shade of purple. Her Health Bar was in the 20s. Rosalina was being led away by Reilly, who calmly but firmly chastised her. Calista heard something along the lines of, “…now I have to be the one to turn you in for suspension…”
Suspension. Was Calista suspended now that she’d gotten into a fight? Was Lílitha? Panic settled in, stopping her heart for a few seconds. Did she just completely glitch up her chances of getting on the team? Had she just thrown out her entire career?
-6 EP
WARNING: At 50 EP
+6 Weakness
“Hey, what’s wrong?” Harrison supported Calista with an arm around her shoulders. Her legs had weakened and her breath was shallow.
+5 Rel-P (Harrison)
“Is she alright?” Camelithia approached the Kappa trio and gently lifted Calista’s chin, her hair as white as snow. “Hey. Are you hurt? Do you think you’ll pass out?”
“Th-they’re gonna… they’ll expel me…”
“What? No, they’re not going to expel you. You’ll probably just get suspended for a spell.”
+3 Rel-P (Camelithia)
“We didn’t start the fight,” said Lílitha. Calista couldn’t believe she could be so calm after everything; despite her low Health, her Energy was replenishing slowly. “They’ll see that. We were surrounded and harassed.”
“Harrison, they need to go to the Infirmary,” Camelithia said, wincing in concern at Calista’s badly swollen, purple hand.
“Yeah. As your SC, I have to turn you both into Dean White’s office.” Harrison grimly led Calista away from the other group. Behind them, Li Mei Hoss trotted up to the couple, gently easing Hillary away from Bark. Once she was led away, Bark ran down the hall to catch up with Reilly and Rosalina.
“I cannot believe you broke Gravity’s nose,” Camelithia said, following them. Her hair started slightly turning a pale yellow. “Do you know how hard Paeseoan bones are? I’m surprised you didn’t completely lose your hand! You’re mad!”
Calista looked at Lílitha. “Are you okay?”
“Better than you.” Lílitha blinked. “I’m sorry I got us into that fight. I should have stopped provoking her. I just… wanted her to get in trouble.”
+5 Rel-P (Lílitha)
“Now you’re all in trouble,” Harrison muttered. “You know, the Alphas and Deltas are going to be feuding with all three of us now. Guild rivalries are easy to make.”
“A-all of them?” Calista’s eyes widened.
“Mostly the people you two got in a ruck with,” said Cam. “But that only means that if you’re on the team this year, they’ll be going for you.”
“Think about it this way. They’re not going after us; we’re going after them,” said Lílitha. “You can handle them just fine. We’re a team now, no?” She stretched out her good arm for a fist bump.
+10 Rel-P
Approaching Soft Friend Status
Calista stared at the little woman, the vicious ‘Piranha’ that could bite through the strongest hides. The one that had broken her nose in her entrance exam, now accepting her as part of her alliance.
She smiled and accepted the light fist bump with one of her hands, which still hurt, even with a gentle touch. “We are.”
+10 Rel-P
Achieved: Soft Friend Status
+Interactions II
+Association II
+Meeting I
