[center][h1][b]Klara Grimolfdottir[/b] vs [img]http://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjcyLjQzYTM0ZC5UM1J6WVc1aElFc3VJRU52Y25KaGJBLCwuMgAA/vanilla-whale.regular.png[/img][/h1][/center]

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Otsana climbed the ladder up to the stage, her machine gun slung over her shoulder. It wasn't a long climb, but certainly enough that it'd hurt to fall that far if you didn't know how to do a skydiver's roll. Once she climbed over  the edge, she saw that the stage had a square tier in the middle of the arena, surrounded on all sides with a gentle slope. It took up most of the arena, but around the edge of the stage was as series of concrete pillars painted and sculpted to look much older. She climbed up the top of the teir, standing on one end of it as she waited for her opponent to show up.

She didn't have long to wait as Klara sprung up from the opposite end of the tier, her breath creating a fog despite the Brazillian spring heat. The ice giantess looked around at the painted columns with curiosity as she swung the satchel she was carrying off her shoulders, not seeming to have noticed her wolfish opponent yet.

Otsana regarded her opponent with some curiosity as she was completely ignored. [color=lime] "Hey there, you must be Klara."[/color] She took a moment to double check that her guns were fully unloaded, opening each one up in turn before re-holstering them. [color=lime] "The name's Otsana."[/color]

Klara quickly looked over at the sound of her name, cracking a bemused yet friendly smile at the sight of the heavily armed wolf girl. [color=00aeef] "[i]Sæl[/i], Otsana!"[/color] the woman said heartily, her Scandinavian accent stumbling a bit on the name. [color=00aeef] "Indeed I am Klara, daughter of Grimolf."[/color] Rolling her shoulders a bit, the ice giantess glanced from the machine gun to the wolf ears of her opponent with curiosity.

Otsana grinned, crossing the distance to offer the towering woman her hand to shake. [color=lime]"Pleased to meet'cha then. I'd say you're an Amazon, but I don't think the Amazons went for the liquid nitrogen look?"[/color] So close up, it was clear that Klara was much more meatily built than the wolf girl, a fact that the latter made sure to keep in mind for later.

[color=00aeef] "Jotunn actually, or ice giants as most know them," [/color] Klara said with a chuckle, accepting her handshake with enthusiasm. [color=00aeef]"I must admit I am unfamiliar with what manner of creature you are. A lycanthrope of some sort, perhaps?"[/color]

Pointing to her ears, Otsana shook her head. [color=lime] "Naw,"[/color] She paused to reconsider her words. [color=lime]"Well technically yes I could be called a lycanthrope, but I'm not a werewolf in the sense you're thinking. I'm an inumimi.Born with the ears and tail, and everyone in my family's got them too. Wouldn't be the first time someone's asked me that question though. I'm from Quebec, Canada. How 'bout you?"[/color]

[color=00aeef] "[i]Heimskringla,[/i] Jotunn village in...what was it they called it? Norway?"[/color]
She dismissed her confusion with a hearty laugh. [color=00aeef] "Well met either way. This will certainly be a battle to remember!"[/color] She took a few steps back at that statement, leaving icy footprints behind her as she went.

Otsana waved off the giant's confusion. [color=lime] "Hey, another gal from the cold north. This is going to be interesting."[/color] She pointed to the frosted footprints Klara left. [color=lime]"Looks like you're bringing a bit of home with you, eh?[/color]

[color=00aeef] "Well, winter never leaves the Jotunn,"[/color] Klara chuckled, lowering herself slightly into a fighting stance.

Otsana went to her end of the clearing, putting her hand on the handle of her Doorknocker.[color=lime] "Walking around with your own AC. I can dig it. I hope you don't mind things getting a little hot with me."[/color]

[quote]
"Are you ready...?" 
[/quote]

Klara nodded sharply.[color=00aeef]  "Fight well, inumimi..."[/color]

Otsana nodded back to her. [color=lime]"You too, Jotun."[/color] They stood there for a few moments, eyes locked on the other until...

[quote]
"... Go!"
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Otsana drew her revolver without saying a word. With a practiced motion, she brought it up bear and fired a shot at Klara's center of mass. The muzzle seemingly exploded with fire as it bucked in her grip. The ice giantess raised an ice totem directly in front of her to shield from the fireball, then shoved it with her foot to propel it steadily towards her opponent. 

Otsana spotted the pillar coming right at her, and quickly sidestepped it, careful to avoid the icy trail it left as it passed by. [color=lime]"Nice, nice, make your own cover.[/color] She put away her Doorknocker and drew her pistol, sending a trio of shots towards the giant, circling around the edge of the platform to try and keep the pressure up. Klara formed an axe in her hand but stopped to freeze herself to block the unfriendly fire. She quickly realized she was at a disadvantage here, as the heat from the shots scraped by her uncomfortably. Her ability to freeze herself would soon be ineffective against those fireballs, so the only option was to get close enough to avoid them. Simple.

[color=00aeef]"It is more then just cover,"[/color] Klara said as she slowly thawed out from her ice form, the axe in her hand dissolving to frost.

Otsana was confused as her opponent seemed to explode into a light dusting of snow. Almost immediately the wolfgirl dropped low, ears up and alert as she scanned the arena in front of her for missing opponent. There wasn't much of a wait for her to find out where her opponent went. The crackling of ice behind her alerted her to the giant's technique, but much too late. Otsana barely had the time to pivot on the spot in time to see the giant's counterattack as Klara slammed her shoulder into Otsanna, knocking her back almost to the edge of the first platform. Grabbing one of her arms, the ice giantess made to pull Otsanna into a grapple. The wolfgirl struggled to keep control of her gun over the ice giant, panting as the barrel of the gun trembled. Reaching a stalemate, Otsana pulled back her fist and gave the giant a quick punch in the gut, followed by a punch in the face. [color=lime] "Let me go![/color]

[color=00aeef]"Well, if you insist..."[/color] 

With a grunt, Klara adjusted her grip and lifted Otsana, gun and all right over her head. The wolf girl struggled briefly before Klara pitched her headfirst into the second lower layer, throwing up dust where she hit the ground. Stretching her neck out, she made to jump down to finish her off before she heard an odd beeping sound. Looking down, she quickly spotted what looked like a cloth satchel attached to her chest, with wires crisscrossing it and a large blinking light set in the center. 

[color=00aeef]"Oh for Frigg's sake...."[/color] 

Face bruised, Otsana lifted up her arm, the detonator in her hand. [color=lime]"Hehe"[/color] The explosion was relatively small, but enough to send the giant flying halfway across the arena. Acting quickly, Otsana jumped to her feet, holstered her pistol, and drew her shotgun. She ran over to where Klara landed, closing in for the metaphorical kill with a grin on her face.

Klara wasn't down yet though. More then a little singed from the impromptu flight across the arena, the ice giantess slammed her fist into the ground and got to her feet just in time for her opponent to make her way around the circle. Still smiling despite looking thoroughly battered at this point, the ice giantess shrugged the tattered remains of her fur coat off her shoulders, leaving just a leather sleeveless top.  [color=00aeef]"Not bad, I will admit,"[/color] Klara said with a breathless laugh, flexing her bare, muscular arms as she braced for one last exchange. [color=00aeef]"Let us see what else you can do!"[/color] 

[color=lime] "This."[/color] Klara got no further explanation as something sailed over her head and rebounded off the pillar behind her, exploding a foot in front of her face with a flash that would rival the sun and a noise akin to a volcano. An after image of the arena filled her vision only to fade to the sight of Otsana running up to her and sticking both barrels of her shotgun in her face. Klara was briefly surprised and barely had enough time to freeze herself before the shotgun blast blanketed her face in flames, but she managed to grab hold of Otsana's arm before she slipped away, pulling her into close range and, while the wolf girl was pulled off balance, the newly scorched Klara grabbed hold of her head and cracked their foreheads together.

Otsana grunted as she stumbled backwards, before falling onto her back. [color=lime]"Ugh, that backfired."[/color] Recovering as quickly as she could, she rolled over and got to her feet as fast as she could to avoid getting attacked while on the ground. She backpedaled away from Klara, drawing her Doorknocker once again, dual wielding her weapons. [color=lime] "Man, I wouldn't want to get into  football scrum with you. Let's try this again."[/color] She opened fire with her revolver again, the gun practically exploding in her hand. This time Klara was ready for her and managed to hurl an ice handaxe at her opponent as she tanked the shots. The axe went wide, but it gave Klara the opening to begin drawing on her full power, the wind beginning to pick up rapidly around them. The temperature dropped as the Jotunn's eyes glowed blue with energy, the wind becoming an intense gale as it whipped Klara's hair around.

 [color=00aeef][i]"Feel...the great winter!"[/i][/color]

Otsana kept her guard up as the wind whipped up around her.  The humid Rio air provided more than enough moisture to quickly form a flurry of swirling snow. [color=lime]"Aw, you think you can make me chilly? I used to walk to school in this."[/color] She put on her goggles, scanning the thickening cloud of snow and ice that started to sting. Within seconds her visibility was reduced to a few feet. [color=lime] "Come on, come at me..."[/color] It seemed like hours, but really only a few seconds, but she barely spotted the mass coming out of the snow. She opened fire on it, only to see it was an ice totem sliding in her general direction, not even on a direct course to hit her. Remembering the last time Klara used one of them, she kept her eye on it. [color=lime]"Don't think you can do that teleporting thing twice on me."[/color]

 [color=00aeef][i]"I didn't!"[/i][/color] With a triumphant shout Klara charged out of the wintry mist from where she stood before, slamming a knee into Otsana's chest and following it up with a wild hay-maker to her face. The wolf girl ducked under the punch and wildly tried to shoot Klara with her shotgun, getting her in the side, but Klara just powered on through the fire, feeling it sapping at her strength. This was her last chance to pull ahead, and she wasn't going to let it get past her. Using every last bit of energy she had, Klara put both her fists together and delivered an uppercut, knocking her wolfish opponent skywards. Otsana swung her gun around in midair to fight back, but Karla wrapped her hand around her leg first and, with a war cry that echoed through the arena, hurled her opponent into the ice totem. Ice fragments shot through the air as the totem shattered and Otsana sailed on through, hitting the ground and rolling right off the edge of the second ring.
 
 Flush with victory, Klara didn't even hear Andre make the announcement as she dropped down to one knee. Checking to make sure there weren't any surprises left on her chest, she noticed a damp spot on her chest where Otsana had blasted her with the shotgun. Klara didn't want to think about how much worse it would have looked if the fight carried on much longer.

Otsana was battered and bruised. In fact she was sure she'd have broken something had she not been trained relentlessly in how to do a paratrooper's roll. Even with that, her head spun as she splayed out on the ground. Waving off the paramedics that came to attend to her, she took a few moments to collect herself as the crowd continued to roar. [color=lime]"Goddamn, I feel like Loki in that one movie."[/color] She sat up as she realized that someone was standing over her, blocking the warming sun.

 [color=00aeef]"The trickster god has a movie?"[/color] Klara remarked curiously, still sounding friendly despite looking like she had been slammed repeatedly into a brick fireplace.  [color=00aeef]"How quaint."[/color] Cracking another smile, she leaned down to offer a hand to help her up.

Otsana holstered her guns, and grabbed the offered hand. [color=lime] "Yeah except when Hiddleston got tossed around by a giant it was all movie magic."[/color] She slowly stood up, joints popping. [color=lime]"But yeah, looks like you won."[/color] She turned the hand up onto a two handed shake. [color=lime]"Congrats."[/color]

[color=00aeef]"[i]Þakka fyrir[/i]. It was an honor to lock arms with someone as skilled as you."[/color] Klara declared, reciprocating the handshake with gusto. She turned to glance at the sun before throwing an arm around Otsana's shoulders, making sure she wasn't too rough given the fight they went though. [color=00aeef]"It seems there is time before the next battle begins. Come, let me get you a drink befitting a warrior such as yourself!"[/color]

Otsana looked almost surprised as she was pulled closer to the giant.Walking with a limp to match the Klara's, she let out a chuckle. [color=lime]"Hey, booze after a brawl? Best salve for pain I've ever known. Let's see if we can find something stronger than the piss they serve at the concession stand."[/color]