Description: Tiffany finally decides to follow up on the card she received when the Rindoukan master, Makoto, knocked her out. What starts out looking like an easy free lunch proves to be anything but, as Yun Lee shows Tiffany how to REALLY divekick.
"Order Up!"
Yun is doing exactly what he shouldn't be doing right now, inside of Genhanten. He's skateboard waitering. Now he's been told time and time again by Gen's staff that he shouldn't be skating inside. But he's so good, there's really no reason that he shouldn't be allowed to. And so when the call for an order is made, he drops down onto his board and skids across the floor, dodging a random customer and snatches up the tray.
"Hot soup! Comin' through!" Yun lets it be known that he's getting his waiter on at this very moment, skidding around on his skateboard and making sure that he's putting some serious style with his delivery. He heads towards one of the farther tables, skimming around other tables and patrons attempting to use the building for what it is for: Eating. Yun pops a quick trick and skids to a halt in front of the table, dropping off the soup and exchanging a 'meet me outside' smile with the patron's teenage daughter. He winks at her. She giggles. And then Yun is skating back off to make sure that he's leaving a little bit of mystery to this all.
When Yun comes to a stop, he's back over where the waiters are hanging about and he hops off his board. He leans backwards onto the wall. "Ugh. So bored." Yun rolls his eyes and looks at no-one in particular, which is also who he's speaking to. "Last time I cover /your/ shift, Yang." And then we throw in some more muttering...
Tiffany Lords kind of hates it in Japan. Sometimes you get beaten up by weird martial artists and then other people leave cards on your unconscious body. On the /other/ hand, sometimes that gives you something to do instead of amble blankly through the shopping district seven times because you don't know what to do in Japan that you couldn't do back home.
Accordingly, the young Ms. Lords has found her way to Genhanten, in search of a free meal and a good fight. Though the fact that her excellence in fighting isn't /entirely/ normal has occasionally weighed on her mind since her encounter with a chainsaw-wielding maniac, something about it just gives her a charge -- and accordingly, she's looking for new opportunities to give it a shot.
Stepping into the eatery, she scans the crowd for a moment, paying particular attention to the skater leaning back against the wall. "HEY!" she says, in clear, unaccented American English; she then switches back to Japanese, asking her actual question. "Which one of you is Yun Lee?!" The boxing gloves on her hands pretty clearly indicate why she's asking -- but just to be sure, she adds, "I'm here for a PRIZE GIVEAWAY for fighting Yun Lee!"
Oh boy.
"Wha? /Again/?"
Yun is up on his feet faster than he probably realizes because he was so damn bored in the first place. He really doesn't like being at work when there's so much more fun things he could be doing. And it looks like fun just walked in the front door. While there may be just a hint of annoyance in his gaze, Yun is making with a quick run and a leap off a random table, flipping over himself and planting his sneakers onto the restaurant's floor.
There's a small bit of applause as Yun bows in front of Tiffany. He looks back up with a smile. "Yun Lee the Great. At your service." He flashes a wink in her direction, before stepping backwards and signaling for the usual patrons to start moving their tables and chairs in preparation for what is likely about to go down. It is always going down.. Yun doesn't know why there's a Free Food Bounty on his head but it is what it is at this point.
"Let me guess. You've been sent here from the future where you and I are doin' it and you had to see if I was as awesome now as I am in the future?" This is what happens when Yun is left to his own mental devices. It is also partially flirting.
Oh, so he's one of /these/ kinds of guys. Giving Yun a big grin back, Tiffany says, "Maybe I'm from the future where YOU and I are never gonna' do it and I wanna make sure it stays that way!" There's no actual malice in her rebuttal; she's just playing with Yun, for now. Rolling her neck briefly, Tiffany adds, "Or I could just be a REGULAR AMERICAN GIRL from the present. I know what I'd be hoping for if I were you!"
Tiffany goes so far as to help some of the patrons move their chairs; she seems genuinely enthused about the idea of having the fight right here in the restaurant... if only because it gives her some neat new tricks to try out! After all -- there's so much to stand on, and run, and break...
Her attention snapped back to reality within moments, she rolls her shoulder, still clad in her cheerleader's uniform. "So how does this work exactly?" she asks, leaning forward, hands on her knees for a few short moments. "Do we just start swinging, or is there a TIME LIMIT?" She didn't actually review the card particularly extensively.
Yun watches Tiffany the entire time. He's getting his flirt on so he can't not look at her. He's hoping he won't be distracted this entire time and reaches up to straighten the cap on his head up a bit. He even takes to smoothing out his chosen attire for such shenanigans. He grins and gives a shrug of his shoulders.
"Aw, you're cute when you're clueless." Yun tosses her a wink. "Here's how it's gonna' go down. You an' me are gonna' fight. There's a pretty good chance I'm gonna' mop the floor with ya'. No time limit's gonna' be necessary because I'm just that good." Yun takes a few steps back, now that there's some room to get down with the possible battle of a lifetime. Or at least a scuffle.
He steps into one of his awesome looking fighting stances, because he makes them look awesome by being Yun. "Ready to lose, American Girl?" Yun has no idea what her name is. It doesn't matter. Actually, that might make it even more exciting. Mrowr.
COMBATSYS: Yun has started a fight here.
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"I've never been ready to lose! I've got a win against the EMPEROR of Muay Thai!" It was three on one and it was in the dark, but it totally counts. Strictly speaking, Tiffany does, in fact, have a win against Sagat, who she quickly realizes is -- "-- Former, EMPEROR."
Tossing a boxing-gloved hand through her hair, she turns to the crowd, saying, "I'll make this quick -- unless you're looking for SHOWTIME!" She flashes a peace sign... which she promptly realizes cannot actually be seen through her gloves, leading to a brief embarrassed blush before she turns back to Yun and faces the skater dead-on.
She starts the battle out nice and easy, with a quick forward step in a boxer's stance; it's a feint, though, as she takes to the ceiling of the Genhanten instead, pointing her legs straight down toward Yun and introducing him to a lovely pair of feet, because /of course/ she steps to the divekick master of the Genhanten with divekicks.
COMBATSYS: Tiffany has joined the fight here.
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Tiffany 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Yun
COMBATSYS: Tiffany successfully hits Yun with Exciting Kick.
- Power hit! -
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Tiffany 0/-------/------<|====---\-------\0 Yun
There's something to be said about being a cocky bastard of a fighter. And that something is that being too cocky usually makes it look like you're too good to actually know how to fight. And if the way Tiffany's feet colliding with Yun's face are any indication, there might be some truth to that something being said.
WHAM!
Yun goes sailing backwards, crumpling to the floor within mere moments of the battle taking off. If he was tricked by the feint, it's hard to tell. Yun was probably staring at the Bouncing American Girl too much to realize she was going airborne for a kick. The boxing gloves clearly had him thinking he was about to go to town on some boxer. When he finally manages to make the room stop spinning, he notices that his mouth is bloody. "Oh man. Now I /know/ we're doin' it."
Yun rolls across the floor and in the general direction of Tiffany. As he rolls back up to his feet, he just keeps moving. A step is taken forward before Yun launches into the air and towards Tiffany's face, swinging one foot after the other in a pair of stylish space quick jumping high kicks aimed to even the score.
COMBATSYS: Tiffany dodges Yun's Nishou Kyaku.
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Tiffany 0/-------/------<|====---\-------\0 Yun
Taking to the skies in short order once again, Tiffany uses her cheerleading-given athletics to the best of her ability -- and though it's a rough go, she just barely manages to outpace Yun's kick backward and into the sky. She's close enough to him to take advantage of the gap, she thinks... but her body isn't in the right position, either.
"Know? Does that mean WISH too?" Tiffany asks, genuinely curious; she's had her share of awkward context failures with Japanese, and she has humility enough to be aware that she might be missing something.
Responding to him costs her that moment, though... she lands on the ground, and has a moment to think about her offense before Yun lands too. Stepping up toward his likely fall point, Tiffany pinwheels her arm, calling out, "Guru~ guru~ guru~..." as sparkles amass around itSpin, spin, spin -- and then the instant he lands, her fist swings forward, wreathed in sparkles.
COMBATSYS: Yun dodges Tiffany's Groovy Punch.
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Tiffany 0/-------/------<|====---\-------\0 Yun
Yun spots Tiffany getting into position and makes sure that his landing isn't long enough for there to be anything. The moment his feet touch the floor, he's stepping to the side and away from that pinwheeled fist. He moves quickly, spinning on his foot like he's on his skateboard, rolling on his heels until he gets behind her. "Nice." Whether he's talking about her punch or something else on her body has yet to be seen.
Tiffany'll get the chance to feel his hands on her shoulders as he works on lifting himself up and over her, flipping with the greatest of style and ease. However, as he comes down on the other side, it's almost as if he drags his hands down her top, so that he can get a good grip on it. Letting gravity take over, Yun seeks to plant a foot in her chest as his body drops to floor. Hopefully, he'll be able to flip and kick her off and away from himself. And maybe he'll get lucky and send her face first into somebody's noodles!
COMBATSYS: Tiffany blocks Yun's Monkey Throw.
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Tiffany 0/-------/----<<<|=====--\-------\0 Yun
Tiffany, at the very least, does not go flying into the noodles; instead, she draws into a tight ball as Yun grabs her, exploding out of the throw attempt with her /own/ momentum. Getting a foot in one of her more sensitive regions isn't particularly stellar, but at the very least, it doesn't hurt as bad as getting pounded into someone's scalding-hot soup.
Landing just next to one of the tables, Tiffany notes, "You're not bad! Who taught you?" She didn't actually /see/ the old man who left the card; she just woke up with an advertisement for a free lunch for beating someone up, which sounds way better than most other things you can do with Japan.
Bringing a gloved fist up, Tiffany moves back toward Yun, in a solid boxer's stance. She weaves to one side, trying to fake Yun like she's going to come in for a hook -- and then pivots on her foot, changes direction, and drills forward with a vicious straight punch.
COMBATSYS: Yun full-parries Tiffany's Medium Punch!!
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Tiffany 0/-------/----<<<|=======\-------\0 Yun
Yun is back up and on his feet, whirling around to meet Tiffany because he knows she's going to be coming in for an attack. He's starting to learn her a little bit. Sometimes, the best way to get to know somebody is to fight them. That can show you some serious information. At least, well, where professional fighters are concerned. And the way Tiffany keeps up with her feints is letting Yun know a few things. The first being that she's definitely not the type of person that you should trust her outward appearance. There's more to Tiffany than meets the eye and Yun is going to find out what.
"Not bad? Not bad?!" Yun plants his feet and waits for the feint to be over. He moves swiftly and with natural ability, bringing a hand up to slap away that boxing gloved fist coming for him, while hopping backwards to give himself some room to work. "Girl, I'm the best." is said to punctuate his superior defensive technique and it comes with another one of his patented winks.
There's not even time to react to the wink before Yun is on the move again. Yun takes a step forward, rolling on his heel to put his back to Tiffany. In that same rotation he drops low and slides backwards. In that same rotation, he gets in close to her and rises, aiming to slam into her face and chest with the back of his body and shoulder. There's even a little something EXtra attached to this sudden rush of skill and power. "Ain't nobody taught me nothin', American Girl. These moves are au naturale!"
COMBATSYS: Tiffany dodges Yun's Tetsu Zankou EX.
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Tiffany 0/-------/----<<<|======-\-------\0 Yun
Though Tiffany has a lot to offer, she also keeps a /lot/ under wraps; it's important to win with as little as possible, given the opportunity. That way, people /can't/ learn as much as they might hope about you. Accordingly, she sticks to her current game plan, even when her fist gets batted away; she wheels back from Yun, just barely outpacing that forceful shoulder slam.
She gives Yun a /wide/ berth, at that -- enough that she finds herself wondering just how she's going to get back in. She's starting to get a little worn out trying to keep up with him, though; it's clear that he's a little faster than she is...
... which means she has to keep her offense nice and even. Once again, her arm pinwheels, and she starts murmuring, "Guru, guru, guru..." but it doesn't /stop/. Spin, spin, /spin/ -- she keeps it up until the sparkles rolling off of her arm are almost blinding.
When she swings her fist toward Yun, it's almost like the fist is dragging /her/ along for the ride, rather than the other way around. "I feel like SOMEONE taught you SOMETHING," Tiffany calls out to Yun as she swings!
COMBATSYS: Yun full-parries Tiffany's Very Groovy Punch!!
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Tiffany 0/-------/----<<<|=======\=------\1 Yun
Luckily for Yun, his shoulder-slamming (even though it missed0 has put him in the perfect position to know that he's got some danger headed in his direction. He only smiles as he watches Tiffany get all wound up and he raises a small eyebrow of impressedness at the sparkles that are falling all over the place. He even quirks a smirk when she moves in for the swing.
With a triumphant leap, Yun launches himself into the air at just the right moment of that swing. He steps /on/ that fist as it gets close enough to where he was to have hit him something fierce. He puts some extra weight on this reverse divekick deflection and launches himself into a full on backflip, soaring backwards and landing in front of a table. He immediately starts brushing off his shoulders in classic cocky fighter taunt style.
"You're right. Somebody did teach me /something/." Yun then looks up and grins at Tiffany. "Wanaa' see?"
Yun becomes a blur of speed as he leaps clear across the gap he just made, extending a fist as he aims a sudden and strong punch right for Tiffany's face!
COMBATSYS: Tiffany interrupts Ze-Sho Hohou EX from Yun with Groovy Knuckle.
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Tiffany 0/-------/--<<<<<|=======\====---\1 Yun
Yun's high-speed forward spring leaves Tiffany in a bad position; she knows she can't outrun it, especially not after that perfect defense from Yun. There's only one thing she can really do, then -- face it dead-on and hope for the best. Ducking low, she goes into a quick, low whirl; something in her hindbrain, at about the exact moment she starts springing back /up/, tells her she's making a mistake.
Fortunately, moments of reflection pass quickly for Tiffany, and she doesn't chicken out; the net result is that she swings a big, glowing fist up into Yun's face right around the time his own hand is connecting with /hers/. The cross-counter is rough, and Tiffany can /feel/ the need to buy concealer slipping up into her perception of reality.
Staggering back from the mutual shots to the dome, Tiffany says, "So -- was that it? Because, like, I don't quite BUY IT..." It's clear she's just trying to talk herself up, though, from the gloved hand she rests on her face in clear agony.
Her stagger ends up taking her into a table occupied by a lovely older couple; she flashes them a dizzy little smile, even as a little bit of blood drips from her nose. After a second, she notices and frantically attempts to wipe it off the table with a "Sorry!!"
Getting rocked out of his Ze-Sho Hohou was not exactly in the cards. Yun wasn't prepared for someone meeting that stylish attack of his head on. He's more in tune with people blocking or dodging or tanking it. He is, of course, wide open. The attack is built for speed and style, which is why it leaves him with some pretty wide open target areas. Like his face.
Stumbled backwards by the sheer force of the punch, Yun takes a moment to center himself. Still, there's no frown as he's clearly starting to enjoy himself. He does love a good fight! He plants a grin on his face. "Nice one, American Girl. I ain't know you had any fight left in you!" Yun straightens his cap since Tiffany's power had knocked it askew. He moves with a little bit of dramatic speed and style, stepping in towards Tiffany with some calculated movement. He moves swiftly, sending a couple of kicks in her direction. Nothing too fancy, but just enough power behind 'em to make 'em seem a bit more FIERCE than they normally would. And if they can put her off-guard, that'll be even better.
COMBATSYS: Tiffany dodges Yun's Fierce Combo.
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Tiffany 0/-------/-<<<<<<|=======\====---\1 Yun
"The name's Tiffany," she says, after a second of feeling dizzy and staggering around. Fortunately, she manages to recover before Yun's calculated strike gets /too/ close to her; she does a quick, whirling sidestep, narrowly taking herself out of the path of both kicks. Unlike her earlier dodges, which went wild and every-which-way, this one's quick and calculated in its own way -- she knows not to waste movement when she doesn't need to.
Normally, this is the point in the fight at which she'd commit to something a little crazy... but she's worn herself out with that nonstop offense, and needs a second to breathe. Accordingly, she steps in toward Yun, considering her options -- something simple, like a punch, seems like the smart move...
... but she thinks she can catch him off guard again by catching his attention with those gloves and then giving him a swift kick. Needless to say, she does just that, turning a little further, hopping in the air, and kicking out with both legs. Cheerleading practice, even if it can't go one day without being interrupted by ninjas or lunatics, might pay off!
COMBATSYS: Tiffany successfully hits Yun with Light Kick.
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Tiffany 0/-------/-<<<<<<|=======\======-\1 Yun
There's fast and then there's Tiffany. Yun's distracted by the utter hotness that Tiffany displays by existing. Every time he thinks he's got the upper hand, she surprises him with a move or two that just knocks his block clean off. And this particular exchange is no different. He actually drops his guard, forgetting he's in a fight for the moment, when he realizes her name. "I thought it would be. Either that or Brittany."
The playfully snide remark gets responded to by a pair of feet to the face and Yun goes down to the floor harder than he normally would've. He wasn't even prepared to block that time and thus ends up looking at the floor and spitting out a bit more blood. He's going to lose a tooth if he's not careful. Come to think of it, though, Yun Lee is never careful. And that might be his problem.
When Yun is coming back up, he's coming up with what probably isn't his forte but he's attempting to anyway. Lightly mimicking Tiffany's style for a brief moment, Yun rises with a strong right hand that's aimed for her chin. Or where her chin would possibly be if his head would stop swimming long enough for him to actually be capable of smacking her with it. He's definitely just trying to see if he can't even things up a little bit. So he can mount some kind of offense when he gets the chance.
COMBATSYS: Tiffany dodges Yun's Strong Punch.
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Tiffany 0/-------/-<<<<<<|=======\======-\1 Yun
"Brittany?" Tiffany seems a little incredulous at the possibility that she'd be named Brittany; who on /Earth/, at least in America, names their kids /that/? She furrows her brow slightly, going back from cheerleading to boxing in short order -- and by the time Yun comes in for a right hand, she's already moving like a boxer should, ducking low and weaving.
With a hard whirl backward, the blonde whips her head out of the path of Yun's hand; it's hard enough to make her head spin, but at least it stops her from taking one on the chin. That free food is just on the other side of Yun... if only she can hang in there a little longer!
"You're pretty good... I can see why they'd put the free food behind /you/!" she notes, sounding a touch dizzy as she comes in again; like Yun, she's just trying to get some shots to connect now. Her fist comes up with a quick pair of snap jabs, but she's already back on the defensive before she's even finished throwing them out; she does /not/ want any of what Yun has to offer, after her first couple experiences with it. That fist to the face was enough for her.
COMBATSYS: Yun blocks Tiffany's Quick Punch.
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Tiffany 0/-------/-<<<<<<|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\1 Yun
So. Yun is about to do something he really shouldn't do. He's about to take a breather. Perhaps this is some of Gen's training coming into play because he's normally going all out. But this time, he's realizing that if he doesn't do something soon, he's going to end up face down in a bowl of noodles and that's going to be bad for business. And what's bad for business tends to be bad for him in the long run because Gen doesn't like business being bad.
Hands go up to block that quick punch that's headed straight for him. It is a quick blocking motion that allows Yun to back up and dive out of the way of anything that may be coming after it. He's wincing bit as he does this dance, dropping back and clearing some room so that he may put himself into a much better position to show off his classic fighting stance. He's still grinning, though. Bloody grin and all.
"Awwwww. Is somebody having a tiff, Tiff?" Not the best insult but considering how ditzy this chick is, Yun figures he can get away with taunting her into coming his direction. Time to play the game his own way.
COMBATSYS: Yun gains composure.
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Tiffany 0/-------/-<<<<<<|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>-\1 Yun
Taunting Tiffany is a bit of a strange case. She has a hard time really getting too mad about things... but on the other hand, she's also got a fair bit of American pride. Finding out which of the two someone's going to get from one moment to the next can be a little tricky.
Today, however, pride comes first, and Tiff just frowns at Yun. She can tell, dimly, that she's getting called out -- but really, all that does is make her want to meet the challenge. "I am /not/ having a tiff!!" she protests, her lips turning down into a bigger, more exaggerated frown with each passing moment.
Still, she's not going to let herself get /totally/ baited out; she has a bit of a hunch about the particular writing on the wall here, and accordingly, she takes as many precautions as she can. Running up toward Yun, she flips forward into a handstand, then pushes off the ground; her legs, wreathed in sparkling chi, fly up toward his face. She remembers /his/ upkicks -- if he has them, he probably knows how to defend against them -- but just the same, Tiffany throws herself mightily into the breach!
COMBATSYS: Tiffany successfully hits Yun with Beautiful Spin.
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Tiffany 0/-------/-<<<<<<|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Yun
If Yun knows how to defend against such high kicks he damn sure doesn't remember how when Tiffany takes to the air. Wham-wham-wham! The pain never ends. It really doesn't. Even when Yun is knocked clear off his feet and into an empty chair, crushing it beneath his weight and the velocity from which he was kicked the pain is still there. The pain is still there when he rolls out of the pile of wood and attempts to get back to his feet. He's wobbling. And that wobbling is definitely not a good sign.
"... beautiful." is muttered as Yun attempts to find his target with his eyes. It takes a moment because he's facing the wrong way. Blood is pouring from his mouth now and even his nose has been busted something fierce. He stumbles to turn back around and he looks like he's already lost. But people like Yun don't give up until their bodies do.
Yun takes a moment to center himself, planting his fists at his sides and surging up with some chi energy that cannot be seen. Although, when he looks up and towards Tiffany, she might be able to see the familiar sparkle of chi energy flow through his eyes. And it is when that happens that Yun reaches up to pull the bill of his cap down over those eyes. He raises a finger and points! "Go! Genei Jin!" This announcement is a warning but there may be no point to it as Yun blurs across the floor, leaping up and swinging his legs one after another in the direction of Tiffany's chest and face. As those legs go, another set of legs follow and one more set follows that! Yun's movements are mimicked precisely by the Phantom Yuns that are following him a half of split-second later. Those kicks are only the beginning, though, as Yun spins and goes for a couple of sharp elbow strikes and a knee aimed to double the girl over. He follows this up with a rising backflip kick, added for style to see if he can't catch Tiffany under the chin! Somersaulting in mid-air, Yun definitely drops some divekick knowledge in an attempt to slam his feet into Tiffany's skull and crush her to the floor, where he can put some skateboard antics to her and ride her body like a skateboard for a stylish finish!
COMBATSYS: Yun successfully hits Tiffany with Genei Jin.
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Tiffany 1/---====/=======|>>>>---\-------\0 Yun
Tiffany knows an unwinnable situation when she sees one, and all she attempts is a perfunctory block of that first swing of those legs. It's not enough -- she doesn't have enough time and, bluntly, Yun's too good. She cringes from the blow, but doesn't have /too/ much time to deal with the situation as it unfolds; each successive blow from Yun, and then the phantom afterimages behind him, makes throwing her guard up all the more impossible.
When that divekick hits her in the face, Tiffany could /swear/ she hears a vertebra crack -- though a few twitches of her arms and legs indicate to her in a moment that she's fine, even as Yun skateboards her across the floor. Wincing as she pries herself out from underneath his legs, for a moment, Tiffany looks like she's about to give up... but as she pries herself back up off the ground, she just gives Yun a big smile. If this were a cartoon, a tooth would fall right out of that smile as she gives it -- but it's not /quite/ that bad, not yet.
Breathing in and out evenly, Tiffany takes a second to stabilize herself against a table, an exaggerated smile on her face. "Hey," she notes, with a little punch-drunk giggle. "Let's try that one AGAIN." Taking a deep breath, she pulls off the gloves, tossing them to the ground.
COMBATSYS: Tiffany focuses on her next action.
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Tiffany 1/---====/=======|>>>>---\-------\0 Yun
Now that he's finally started to find some sort of rhythm, Yun is not going to let up. That's the thing about fighting him, once he finds a stride, he just keeps going for it. This is probably not a good thing, considering how bad of shape he's in, but he's not the type to go out without a fight. And even as he's thrown off and he's put some space between himself and her, he's smiling. He's loving that she just took that beating and is standing up tall and proud.
"Well. If you insist."
Yun flashes a grin and moves with a bit more speed than he should at this moment. He's still the worse off of the two and he's running towards her. Only to pop off the ground and leap up into the air. He spins and aims an extended leg down at her! His arms go up and he makes angelic wings out of them as he soars down at her with both power and speed. The ONE TRUE DIVEKICK!
COMBATSYS: Yun successfully hits Tiffany with Raigeki Shuu.
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Tiffany 1/=======/=======|=====--\-------\0 Yun
Sure enough, Yun's divekick -- the one true divekick indeed -- catches Tiffany dead-on, plowing through her defenses and probably setting him up for something really wonderful besides. Her head spins -- whatever her gambit was, that divekick blew through /all/ of it, and she's not in a great place to go for whatever it was she'd been planning.
It's just as well; she has a different plan, now that Yun's taken the time to so neatly plant himself in front of her feet-first. "... Ne, you're pretty GOOD," Tiffany notes, smiling even as she feels the skull-crushing divekick still reverberating through her body.
There's no further warning before she launches herself up toward him legs-first, going into a flip, then another flip, hoping to introduce his jaw to her feet. Once she's at the apex of her whirling upward jump, she announces, proudly, "Here's mine again!"
Then /she/ aims for the ground, body whirling as she, too, makes solid use of her feet in a high-speed divekick. "I've got a lot more in the tank!" she says, in English... mostly because at this point, it's not /him/ she's trying to convince of that fact -- it's herself.
COMBATSYS: Tiffany successfully hits Yun with Wonderful Kick EX.
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Tiffany 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\1 Yun
Yun is in the middle of trying to figure out where Tiffany's going when she gets to moving. Attempting to predict causes his blocking to go array. He brings his hands up by her foot plows through it and Yun gets rocked something super. By the time she's divekicking at him, he's incapable of keeping his footing and gets slammed into with vicious ferocity. He gets rocked down to the floor, smashing into the paneling and cracking it, sending splinters up and into the air as he's probably not even really capable of moving anymore.
Or he wouldn't be if he wasn't running on PURE ADRENALINE.
His eyes are still wide as he rolls backwards and out of the broken floor. Wood clings to his outfit and as he rises to his feet. He takes a step and points at Tiffany, wagging a finger at her for the shame game. "Not yet." Seems like Yun is going for one more last ditch effor. And that warning is all she gets before he takes off in a run towards her.
He rushes her again, sending a pair of elbow strikes at her, quickly followed up by a pair of rising palm strikes. "Can't. Stand. Up. To. My. Kung. FU!" His words are used to punctuate those vicious movements as he tries to see if he can't overcome this girl's defenses with some opening movements. But see, Yun is a combo beast and he can't just leave well enough alone. Not when there's so much at stake. Like Pride.
"Time to show off a little!" Yun hopes those palm strikes have sent the American into the air because he's leaping up to see if he can't kickspin her into an aerial skateboard trick. Just enough to ride her towards a table nearby. If his speed is worth anything, he should be able to flip upside down into a spinning handstand for stylish guidance purposes. Flipping back into the air over what he hopes is Tiffany's body, Yun aims a flurry of downward kicks, one after another, until he can throw a final and devastating kick to crush Tiffany's face into that table below.
Somewhere in the midst of all that (or some of it) Yun loses any sense of self and energy. And the moment he's back near the floor, his body gives out and his body falls by the way side. His cap falling off to prove that Yun no longer has any fight left in him. Yun is Done.
COMBATSYS: Yun can no longer fight.
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Tiffany 0/-------/--=====|
COMBATSYS: Tiffany fails to interrupt Sourai Rengeki from Yun with Wonderful Kick EX.
COMBATSYS: Tiffany can no longer fight.
As Yun starts to crumple, Tiffany makes the biggest mistake of all: she tries to keep going against a weakened man. She /should/ have just backed off... but unfortunately for her, she indeed can't stand up to his kung fu. She ducks low, hoping to pop through his elbow strikes with a kick... but it's too much for her, and he plows through her defenses. Shot after vicious shot rocks her body, giving Yun more than ample opportunity to recoup his pride.
The same trick, Tiffany learns today, /rarely/ works twice.
As he finishes those forceful down-kicks and sends Tiffany clean through one of the tables, Tiffany decides that this was probably not worth the free food... though as she dazedly sweeps her head around the room one last time, she sees the fallen Yun and his fallen cap. For an instant, she sits bolt-upright, like a mighty lich roused from its weakness by its phylactery held aloft and charged with magic.
"I'll take it to go," she declares, proudly.
She then plants herself face first into some poor college student's soup and dumplings. There's a faint burble before she rolls over to the side, going from 'a slightly uncomfortable drowning risk' to merely 'passed out and wearing a bowl like a hat.'
Log created on 00:19:56 11/20/2014 by Tiffany, and last modified on 06:34:35 11/20/2014.