We're gonna have a problem (Bloo)

When she was thrown, Suzuki went flying pretty far considering how lightweight she was. She recovered quite fast though, getting to her feet almost right away and already prepared for Meta's next charge. She felt like a squirrel watching a truck coming to hit her, and knew she needed something to even the odds. As he drew closer... "Susano'o."

The purple ribcage would manifest about six inches in front of Meta, hoping to catch him off guard and get him to run into it.

Well, it was inevitably going to come out soon, seeing how Meta was better in every way in hand to hand, so she was inevitably going to start bringing out the big guns to bridge the gap. Suzuki formed the ribcage of the giant purple thing she used when they first met right in front of Meta, Meta braced himself and turned into steel so that he wasn't too badly hurt by running into it. Sadly no amount of durability saves you from looking like an idiot when your run into something. Once he bounced off of it, he recovered and dashed to the side, hoping to get around it and through her defence, although there was no guarantee it would work. If he did, he would throw a punch aimed at her side.

Her plan had worked pretty beautifully, and Suzuki couldn't hide her smirk when Meta bounced off her Susano'o. It was rather adorable, though it clearly didn't do any damage. She met his eyes, licking her lips a bit as he danced around her. She hadn't made the whole Susano'o, so it was possible for him to snake around it. "Quick recovery..."

As she spoke, her eyes widened in surprise seeing that his recovery was quicker than she'd thought. He was already trying to counterattack. She tried to block, but his fist connected with her side, making her let out an 'ooof'... before vanishing into thin air. She'd put a nice little illusion on him, and was standing a few feet away, sword back in hand. "But not enough."

Meta had taken her by surprise, punching her in the side, or so it had seemed. But then she disappeared, turning out to actually be metres away, he stared a few seconds without actually saying anything, he wasn't much of a talker while fighting. The only talking he did while fighting was communicating with teammates. He came in closer to Suzuki and threw a punch, using the momentum of the swing to keep on turning around, performing a back kick aimed at her chest.

Meta came back in for another attack, throwing a harsh punch. Suzuki dodged, again not wanting to be caught by the bigger man's attack. He was fluid though, and followed through with another kick. Suzuki frowned, trying to find a way out, but she was already on her heel. Instead she raised her gauntlet protected hands to try and block, but...

the girl was so light and small, that she still found herself flying backwards. She landed about six feet back with a hard thud, hitting her head on the floor rather roughly. "...ow."

Meta's original punch was dodged, but that didn't matter since Meta had been prepared for that possibility with his second movement. She managed to block the kick, but she was still sent flying quite a bit, landing on the floor and hitting her head. Meta moved in, trying to get on top of her, although this time he would try and restrain her arms before she used her powers.

Suzuki had hit the ground hard, and needed a moment to recover.. Something Meta had not given her. This time, he fell on her and secured her hands rather snugly before she could make any hand signs. Sher let out a huff, trying to pull them free but no match for his strength. She growled and wiggled under him, only to come to the bitter realization that she'd been thoroughly trapped under him. She found herself tempted to use Amaterasu to escape, but remembered this was a spar and such a deadly attack would be... bad, at best.

"You win." She said, sounding rather irritated. "Get off me."

Meta had managed to take advantage of his opportunity well, pinning her against the ground. She tried to release herself from under Meta's grip, but she wasn't strong enough, so she gave up. The second she gave up, he released her and got to his feet, offering to help her up. If she accepted the help, he would not release her hand and instead shake it Good fight. You did well. Probably wouldn't have gone as well for me in a real fight, so don't feel down. It was true, there were definitely things she could have done differently if this was a real fight.

If anything was true about Suzuki, it was that she was a sore loser. She pretended not to notice Meta's hand extended to help her up, finding the offer rather insulting. He went on to compliment her fighting, but she didn't care much to hear it. "Yeah, yeah..." She mumbled, clearly not giving his praise any consideration as she went to pick up her sword.

Hmm, it seemed that Suzuki did not feel like being a good sport, in fact she seemed quite insistent on refusing Meta's attempts to be a good sport. She instead chose to be miserable and retrieve her sword, Meta watched her walk and was going to try and talk to her, maybe make her feel better, but he made the wise decision not to do that. Instead, he just sighed and spoke I've had enough, you can keep on using the room. he would walk to the door, stopping and looking behind to see if she had any last words to say.