Final Round: NovaKane vs. Tsumi Buredo [120 hours remain]

The tournament match between Nova Fuyu Qiao and Itami Kurushi will now begin! The rules are as follows:


Now that that's out of the way, let the match, BEGIN!

NovaKane will have the right to strike first!

No post from NovaKane, gonna just go ahead and insinuate victory. <_< >_> liek a bauce.

Yup! You win :p

So, do i get to pick my prize, or will you assign it? :3

No fair no fair!
I want a legit rematch right now!
There was no way I was able to post!!
If you read my away topic I just had to put up upon return.
And in top of this I was made to wait when my Internet was working?!
No friggen way! Rematch!

Well you didn't post that you were going to be away. And if I had held the thing right after the other matches ended it'd be ended before the Anniversary. However, I will give you a rematch. Starting now you both have 3 days to finish this match. Begin.

( OOC: it's not that I was away. My Internet was down I couldn't post crap till today. Thank you for this opportunity.)

Making it this far had put Nova in a confident mood, but she felt that these wins she obtained were not hers. This was the last match and weather she won or lost it would be still be a wonderful learning experience. Her chestnut brown hair was pulled up into a tight, neat bun. The arena was a bit different but it kept all the elements needed for the arena. Bending water from a waterfall that had been situated at the far end of the arena Nova took a step back and moving her arms gracefully bended the water around her. Unlike the previous battles the water kept going from ice to water in such a fast transition it looked like almost like fluid ice. She didn't make the first attack though, she needed to know what her opponents strengths lie in before she herself would move.

((Well, I felt you were right about it being unfair, so that's why I said alright :p besides just letting Tsumi win is boring))

Itami was not in a pleasant mood. Earlier that day, before this ridiculous tournament had started, he had been poisoned, with a strange mixture of alcohol and cactus juice. His judgment has been hindered, and he couldn’t even see straight. He was in absolutely no condition to be awake, let alone fight. However, he was never the type to back down from a challenge. So, here he was, in the Final round of whatever this Tournament was.

He had waited and waited, with no signal as to when his opponent was going to show up. Right as he was about to leave, he heard the familiar ‘CHUNK’ of the gate opening. The round was finally starting. He turned, motioning for his Ripper. He kept his weapon on his person using a complex water-based locking system, binding them to his body (his weapons folded). The locks contained a small amount of water, which Itami would freeze in place to lock it.

Itami took out his ripper (currently appearing as a short black stick, with a single red blade, sort of like a red Kama), and flicked his wrist, causing the pole to extend, and several blades to come out, making it a many-bladed scythe. Furthermore, as soon as he ran out, he took out a throwing knife, and threw it right at his opponent. He could analyze them once they were dead.

Random number (1,6) :

6

I surrender.