Description: While patroling the schools for any signs of unusual activity in the lead-up to the winter prom, Hayato comes across a pair of suspicious characters in the vicinity of Gedo. Questioning them on their presence leads to a demonstration of why smoking can be bad for your health. And while the ensuing fight doesn't lead to any major injuries, there is still at least one casualty. Replacing a car bumper isn't cheap, Frederick!
Prom night ad Gedo is likely a very interesting thing to see. With how the students normally carry themselves, one has to wonder if it's fancy dress and elegant music, or something harder and involving this 'twerking' the young people seem to like so much. More importantly, it's a large group of people in one place, and at a location who's populace has partaken of the product he offers.
While it IS somewhat of the former question that intrigues Mr.Burr, it is ultimately the latter that brings him to the grounds of Gedo, a few hours beforehand, too feel out the location for his potential visitation of them later during their esteemed event. With cane in hand, he slowly and with his usual posture makes his way towards the front gates of the establishment.
"No, he's like, an old friend of one of my dealers." Frederick speaks into a battered flip-phone, leaning against one of the defunct 'guardhouses' adjacent to Gedo High's entryway. He's holding the device up against one sturdy shoulder - in his other hand, Blazer holds a small box of black marble, its exterior bare save for a small sapphire triangle on one corner. He flips the box open with a free thumb, pulls something from the box, and uses the same hand to rub at his nose for a second. Dully, he nods along with whatever his conversational partner is going on about.
"Look, hey. I got you. 'Course I still got dealers. I keep up with friends. A-" Another pause. Frederick spies Mr. Burr coming along the way - Blazer stuffs the marble box into his jacket's pocket, brushes his hand off along the baggy, perfectly-pleated dress pants he's wearing (dress pants and combat boots? why?), and nods along to the phone-call, more hurriedly than before.
"Sure, cool. Right- Listen. I gotta go. Yeah. Yeah. OK. Look. Call Alan or something if you wanna bitch, I heard he's fuckin' up the Russia thing. Okay." Frederick slams his phone shut, muttering something like 'Ciao ciao' to himself, then rounds on his shoulder to face the oncoming Burr.
He is not pleased. Bloodshot eyes bounce from building to building, from bright streetlight to bright streetlight - Blazer spreads his arms wide.
"Are you seriously doin' this rightthefuck in the middle of the street?? People are STARIN'. You know they've got cops like all the hell over the place, right? That car, right there," Fred points to an absolutely vacant, rusted-over van.
"FBI truck. C'mon, dude. Use your HEAD. We're gonna get busted, and I don't even get to see your goddamn project!!!"
While Hayato Nekketsu is not actually an employee of Gedo High, he's got a pretty good relationship with most of the schools. (Though Seijyun High seems to disapprove of him spending much time on campus, for some reason.) He's made a point of getting to know at least the names of most of the students that go to the schools, and to keep an eye out for either troublemakers, or those that might have gotten themselves into trouble. This makes him a pretty good choice for inter-school events like this. Also the fact that he'll gladly do overtime for the sake of the kids. And do stuff like patrol the grounds, which many of the teachers would prefer not to.
Gedo has a reputation for trouble, but Hayato knows that most of the students there just need a firm guiding hand. So while he's investigating the school, it's not the only place he's checking out. With all the trouble that's been going on lately, you can't be too careful. So far, so good, though. Hayato strolls along, humming to himself and idly tapping his shinai against his shoulder. Everything looks like it's been pretty good, and he's just about to finish this part of his rounds, heading back toward the entrance.
Stopping suddenly, Burr slowly turns to look at Fred, grinning at some unspoken humor. He peers over at the rusted van, then looks back "So am i to understand that a gentleman cannot simply take a walk, and intrigued by the indication of a large event at this establishment, decide to investigate out of simple curiosity? Even if either you or myself WERE here for nefarious purposes of some kind, i dare think someone with any sense would want to AVOID drawing attention to themselves, much as you are doing right now with such an outburst. Tsk tsk!" he shakes his head.
Distracted with this man, he completely misses Hayato coming down the path from the other direction.
Frederick's reaction to Burr is -- well, he's having trouble believing the other guy, frankly. Blazer's eyes roll back to an impressive degree, and he shifts his posture, leaning forward with intent to conspire, eyes wide-the hell-serious.
"Yeah? Why'd you even pick a damn school for this little trade in the first place? This is a fucking set-up. I know it, you know it, so you better stop playin' around." The blonde walks back to the abandoned guardhouse behind him, reaches around the its open doorway, and removes a wooden bat he'd placed inside.
"I brought insurance, just in case you were tryin' to screw this up for me. Who're you with, anyway? The Illuminati? Templars? Freemasons?? Occu-" Blazer pauses when *HE* notices Hayato coming down the street, and frowns, derisively.
"Yeah, your man's comin' up the way just now. You gonna tell me this isn't a set-up again?" He lifts his hands to his lips, as though to whistle...
Inside of the white, featureless van Frederick had indicated earlier, three suited men wearing gasmasks ready their automatic weapons. They're just waiting for -the signal-.
A frown crosses Hayato's face as he spots Frederick and Burr conversing. He can't quite make out the conversation, but Frederick's agitated body language isn't too hard to spot. Neither of them looks like a student, and Hayato is pretty familiar with the teachers around here. Carrying around a bat isn't all that suspicious, though, at least not in Southtown schools. Lots of people around here take their sports really, really seriously.
Still, all in all there's enough for Hayato to feel that something's not right here. "Hey, you over there!" He snaps the shinai off his shoulder, pointing it in Frederick and Burr's direction. "What's going on over there?" And as he shouts, Hayato is continuing to stride in their direction. He hasn't picked up his pace yet, but he's still frowning.
Unaware of the armed men in the van in question, Mr.Burr simply shakes his head "I am with none of THOSE groups, i can assure you, though i am not entirely sure what you thing i am going to 'screw up' for you. I think we can come to some kind of understanding, yes? Buisness IS buisness, after al-"
He stops as Fred becomes more agitated and looks past him, turning to face Hayato after the large man calls after the two "We are simply having a conversation, my dear man. How rude of you to interrupt like that!" He shakes his head "... and to point such a drab tool without prior cause. No manners at all!".
Frederick holds that position, fingers in his mouth, for a good ten, twenty seconds. Hayato's approach has the coated man *on edge*, but he's decided he's just going to sort of... sit back and let Burr do the talking on this one. It gives Frederick a chance to look around and find the escape routes, to determine whether or not Burr and Hayato are in cahoots - really, it lets him do just a whole lot of Very Important Things in the background, here.
So hopefully Hayato doesn't mind the tall white guy just sort of taking a step back, leaning against the guardhouse like he's exhausted, and pulling a rumpled cigarette from his jacket. Momentarily he's lighting up, resting that bat against his shoulder, and just -- canvassing the place.
The gates are open, the school seems unlocked. Some kids are running around out front, but even *they're* starting to stare at himself, Burr, and Hayato. More than a few are already laughing. Hayato seems to be a big deal.
On the other side, Hayato stands between himself and escape. The boys in the car are a last-ditch, Kirsten-Will-Open-Your-Ass measures.
Frederick takes a deep breath, and manages a little, pained smile Hayato's way if the guy tries to give him a once-over. Maybe he's just up his own ass on this one. Maybe he's NOT being set-up by secret organizations.
Having made his point, Hayato rests his shinai against his shoulder again, but keeps walking up until he's gotten within range of talking to Frederick and Burr without shouting. He glances suspiciously between the other two men. "Well, then, sorry for interrupting. But if you're visitors on campus, you really ought to go report in to the main office." His eyes linger on Frederick for a bit. He does rather seem to be the more suspicious one. The fact that Burr apparently has something to do with him is itself suspicious in Hayato's mind, though.
And then Frederick lights up. In truth, a fairly large number of students at Gedo probably smoke, although they're at least smart enough not to do it where Hayato can see. Daigo probably doesn't approve of it either, for that matter. Hayato does resist the impulse to snatch the cigarette right out of Frederick's hand, but he does frown in the other man's direction. "Sorry, no smoking allowed on campus."
With a sign, Burr shakes his head "We were in the middle of a conversation, thank you. With the reputation this school has, as well as the number of students that smoke as well, i fail to see why you wish to harass this man over a simple cigarette". He gives Hayato a wave of his hand, as if to say 'off with you now!' as he turns back to Fred, showing Hayato his back. He waits a few beats before resuming any conversation, to see if Hayato does so or not.
Mr. Burr is pretty damn smooth, especially considering Frederick rolled a Very Paranoid 1 in that last social encounter. The twitchy, trying-to-chill blonde man sort of inclines his head to Burr after the clever twist-and-parry deflects Hayato from further investigation, and for a moment, things look like they might be A-OK. Hayato's moving on, Mr. Burr is turning around, hell.
Even the schoolkids already forming up a Gedo Circle (so named because at Gedo, brawling *is* recess) have started to dissipate.
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'Sorry, no smoking allowed on campus.'
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Blazer's eye twitches, he takes an apparently final drag from his ILLEGAL CONTRABAND. With a nod towards Hayato, an understanding smile, Frederick takes the cigarette out of his mouth, flicks it vertically, up, up, over his head -- it spins and pivots chaotically in the air, trailing neon red in the night sky.
"Yeah," he mutters, watching the cigarette fall.
"Fuck you too, pal." In a smooth motion, Frederick pivots on his heel, pulls the hammer from his shoulder, and *batters* past Mr. Burr, sprinting towards Hayato with heavy-booted steps! The students previously paying less and less attention have *ALL* started tuning into the apparent action, and for good reason. Fred is *fast*.
And he knows what he's doing with that bat. Namely, driving its but end upwards towards Hayato's chin, after using his elbows to batter through whatever guard the man puts up! A second, more classic bat-strike to the face follows, as do these charming words:
"EVERYTHING'S GOIN' TITS UP 'CUZ YOU GOTTA DO THE BOY SCOUT EXTRA PATROL!"
COMBATSYS: Frederick has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Frederick has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Hayato has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Hayato blocks Frederick's No Mercy.
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COMBATSYS: Mr.Burr has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
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Hayato still doesn't look too happy, but he doesn't really have much on either Frederick or Burr, other than Frederick smoking. He does have some authority through the work he's doing for the inter-school events, but kicking people out of Gedo could come back to bite him, if anybody actually cared. And Burr has the mannerisms of someone who might actually be important. Well, nothing saying he can't try to keep a more subtle eye on them until they leave the campus-
And then Frederick comes in swinging. Hayato's eyes widen and he brings his arms up in a guard, deflecting the blow aimed at his chin. Then a full on swing comes in toward his face, but Hayato reaches up with one meaty arm, catching the bat in the palm of his hand. It sends a twinge of pain running down his arm, but it stops the weapon dead in its track. "Right, I think you're going to need to leave." He yanks forward on the bat with one hand, attempting to drag Frederick in, while bringing his other arm swinging around with fist clenched, aiming to drive it into the blond man's face.
As Frederick goes to attack Hayato with his baseball bat, Burr merely shakes his head once again. The man DID seem jittery and paranoid. Looks like Hayato finally drove him to snapping!
Still, when life gives you lemons and all that.... besides, it HAS been awhile since he had a bit of fun, particularly at someone elses expense, firsthand!
Slipping around to the side, he swings his cane down towards the top of Hayatos gripping arm in an effort to make him release the bat and thus free up what seems to be his momentary partners weapon of choice, as well as make it potentially harder to wield that shinai of his. He speaks no words, merely grins as he does this.
COMBATSYS: Hayato successfully hits Frederick with Power Punch.
- CRAZY Hit! -
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Frederick immediately frowns upon being grabbed by Hayato - it's enough of a wake-up call to knock him out of any momentary frenzy he's thrown himself into. He might even apologize for pissing off a guy who is pretty clearly the teacher. It's unfortunate that he's erred past the point of no return - you don't come back from swinging at the gym coach.
So, first things first, Hayato doesn't just grab Frederick's bat, he breaks the damn thing. *SNAP*, goes the wood, just like it might if it were a toothpick. Frederick doesn't really have time to respond to the loss of his most recently-acquired weapon - Hayato's fist is inbound, and connects with Frederick's orbital with a particularly sickening *CRACK*. The man is sent stumbling backwards, a hand thrown up to cup his beleaguered eye.
He's swearing, but it's tough to make out *what* he's saying. While he -- frankly, while he stumbles around like a lunatic, the man reaches for something, anything that he might be able to use in place of the hammer he's just lost. Just as Burr's cane is connecting with Hayato's hand, Frederick's grip tightens on something *useful*, something *important*, and the man's one good eye brightens - he grins.
"It's not about rules anymore, man. It's-- listen." He rushes into Hayato again, taking a lower angle than Burr - while Burr's got the top, Frederick will take the bottom, angling his weapon into Hayato's belly in a punishing double-armed swing!
"I GOT A QUESTION FOR YOU!" Frederick has found a nine-iron in the parking lot. It works.
COMBATSYS: Mr.Burr successfully hits Hayato with Cane Twirl.
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COMBATSYS: Hayato blocks Frederick's Soft Target.
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Hayato actually forgot about Burr for a moment, though he's painfully reminded as the cane slams down on his arm, causing him to drop the splintered remnants of the baseball bat with a grunt. He starts to turn toward Burr, but then Frederick comes charging back at him with a new weapon in hand. He's not sure what exactly Burr's deal is, but Frederick seems to be pretty fired up, and seems like he's going to make himself a real problem. Hayato shifts his weight back onto one leg, lefting the other up suddenly and taking the blow on that rather than in the stomach.
"I could say the same thing!" Hayato drops his leg for just a moment, long enough to shift his weight again and then snap the leg back out. Orange chi flares up around his foot as he drives it straight toward Frederick's stomach. "I don't know what you two are up to, but you came to the wrong place to cause trouble!"
With his attack a hit, and Frederick coming in low, Burrs smile widens a bit "Oh, i'm not sure. So far this looks to be the RIGHT place to cause trouble....."
Manuevering himself with a quick step to be behind Hayato, he aims a kick at the back of the gym teachers anchored leg as the big man kicks "If you'd just walked away, things wouldn't have escelated!"
COMBATSYS: Frederick blocks Hayato's Devastation Kick.
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"!!" Who blocks a golf club with their leg!?
"--!!!!" Frederick panicks when the blocking maneuver turns into a STRIKING maneuver. It speaks leagues to his abilities that he's even able to bring that golf club into a defensive posture in time to intercept Hayato's brutal - nay, devastating! - kick. It speaks LESS about the golf club's ability to TAKE the hit.
"ALRIGHT! Did you take one of those vacci- GHNGK*"
Hayato breaks Frederick's golf club. The tweaking, trenchcoated man receives the rest of the force of that strike square on HIS stomach, which is ironic, and sort of goes spinning off to the side, mid-question to Hayato. Between the frankly crippling blow to the side of his head and this new insult to his poor, poor tummy, AND his lack of a weapon, Frederick does what any sane man would do, and takes a break.
He sort of lunges to the side, diving behind Mr. Burr, and grabs a double-fisted hold of the nearest warning sign ("NO FIGHTING ON SCHOOL GROUNDS"), before pulling tremendously..!!
When it doesn't budge, he starts kicking at its base with one booted foot, over and over! He'll get this thing out of the ground one way or the other.
COMBATSYS: Frederick gains composure.
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COMBATSYS: Hayato counters Heavy Kick from Mr.Burr with Counter Thrust.
? Strange Hit! ?
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With enough space for a margin of safety opened up between himself and Federick, Hayato suddenly plants his foot, then shifts his weight and pivots around remarkably quickly. His leg is yanked out of the way before Burr can kick out the back of it, and the rotation ends with Hayato's fist approaching rapidly toward Burr's face. Or at least, that was the idea. Maybe taking a golf club to the leg wasn't the /best/ idea, but then Hayato isn't known for playing it safe. Still, it comes back to bite him as he stumbles a bit in throwing the punch. Not enough to throw him completely off target, though.
"Right, both of you are definitely going to have to answer some question-" He glances over in Frederick's direction. "Hey! Stop vandalizing school property!"
Burr is nailed, at a smaller velocity than intended, otherwise cleanly in the face by Hayatos punch, and is sent back a step. He never loses his grin, however, tilting his head slightly sideways as he peers at the gym teacher, an intense look of mania in his eyes as he staaaares at him "I DO have to say there is a certain entertaining quality over someone using a sign forbidding fighting as a weapon in some way. Such delectable irony, yes?".
COMBATSYS: Mr.Burr focuses on his next action.
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Frederick is still working on the sign while Hayato is scolding him. The man is looking over his shoulder at Hayato and Burr, seems like he could give less than a shit about Burr being housed by a meaty punch, and goes back to working on that sign.
Kick, kick, kick. The sign is NOT moving.
"God dammit."
Kick, kick, KICK. It wobbles a little bit - Frederick sort of leans into it and achieves nothing.
"...Mmmgh!" He spins on a heel, abandoning the sign for now - instead he makes his way back towards Hayato, walking around a battered-looking 1992 Toyota Land Cruiser on the way. This is a fine example of an outdoorsman's vehicle - large, with a copious trunk fine for storing athletic gear. Currently it's filled with bamboo shinai and protective gear for some sort of swordy activity. On the vehicle's battered bumper is a sticker - "PUSHUPS ARE LOVE, PUSHUPS ARE LIFE". Above the sticker is Frederick's rapidly descending boo-
*CRASH*
oh no, Frederick has stomped hard enough on the Land Cruiser's bumper to remove it! He picks the heavy, unwieldy piece of chrome up, and bum-rushes Hayato again, brandishing that heavy piece of metal like it were just another weapon, angled STRAIGHT at Hayato's face!
"WILL YOU--"
COMBATSYS: Frederick successfully hits Hayato with Timber.
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"Hey. Hey!" Hayato continues to shout as Frederick keeps kicking at the sign. But then eventually the blond seems to give up on it. Instead now he's going for... "HEY!" Hayato breaks into a run, covering the ground between himself and Frederick with a great deal of speed. He didn't appreciate the irony when it came to vandalizing a sign, and he definitely doesn't appreciate it when it comes to his car. "What do you think you're-" *CRASH*
Oh, that does it. Hayato's grip on his shinai tightens, as he charges toward Frederick with purpose. The bumper comes swinging in toward his head, but Hayato doesn't stop. He does raise an arm, but it's just to lift his shinai high. The length of chrome smashes into Hayato's face, knocking his head to one side, but the shinai is already descending toward Frederick. And then again. Hayato unleashes a flurry of slashes with the bamboo sword, with swiftly changing angles.
Stepping up to stand where hayato had been moments before, Mr.Burr watches him charge his current compatriot in arms, shinai swinging wildly. With little hesitation he lifts his cane like a handgun, aiming down the length as the end begins to glow. He gives an evil smirk just before a small burst of greenish chi is fired from the canes tip towards Hayatos open back!
Fredator RAAAAAAAAAA
COMBATSYS: Frederick fails to interrupt Scolding Slash from Hayato with Blindsided.
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CLANG!
The shinai slams into Frederick's bumper in the style of a true, choreographed Hollywoof sword fight! Both men lock gazes over the weapons, but then Hayato is bringing his shinai around for another lightning fast strike. Frederick diverts his weapon to the side, with all the practiced grace of an Illuminati-trained weaponsmaster...
"Listen! Have you taken one of those vacciglmhnGHN--"
but he is carrying a goddamn car bumper, and it's about as graceful as trying to fight with a weaponized elephant. Frederick's reaction is SLOW, and he takes the shinai to the face, leaving a rather stupendous bruise on his OTHER cheek. Hayato's not done, and Frederick proves his mettle in meeting *every* one of those battering strikes with nothing more than his body, his will, and an increasing frenzy.
The man's arms lift inexorably upwards, holding Hayato's car's bumper like some sort of *legendary bludgeon*, even as the shinai strikes continue to rain down upon his head, shoulders, and neck. By the time Frederick's finally bulled through the bulk of Hayato's fury, the man's in a perfect position to strike...
he brings his arms down with all the force his body can bring to bear!
"LISTEN TO M--!!"
Hayato has a final attack in his repertoire, and it is a *STAB* directly into Frederick's wide-open chest. Frankly, no amount of badass endurance-training is going to ready you for being stabbed in the solar plexus, and Blazer does down like a chump.
In the distance, one of the Gedo kids emits a Nelson laugh.
COMBATSYS: Hayato blocks Mr.Burr's Cane Beam.
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Although he's busy slashing away at Frederick, and rather ticked off, Hayato hasn't forgotten about Burr. Although he was not aware that the other man was capable of shooting energy blasts out of his cane. That would have been a useful thing to know. He does notice that something is up in time to sense something moving toward him at high speed, but not soon enough to get out of the way. So instead of swipes out with one arm, reasoning that whatever it is, better to hit there than to land square on his back. And so there's a green explosion as Hayato's arm sweeps through the bolt of chi.
Well, if things are going to be like that, then it changes up the situation a bit. Hayato's not going to go running back and forth between two distant opponents to try to keep them both off his back, so he needs to get them closer together. There's a straightforward enough way to do that, thankfully, and it also satisfies Hayato's inclinations in his current mood. He faces back toward Frederick, trying to grab the man with his free hand, then whip back around in Burr's direction and send Frederick sailing. If aimed correctly, maximum skidding along the ground should ensue. With Hayato following not long behind.
COMBATSYS: Hayato successfully hits Frederick with Medium Throw.
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Oh, Hayato is on a roll, yes. Frederick is, too, as things turn out - he's not really in a state to do much about Hayato's increasingly overwhelming biceps, and when those burly hands close in on his jacket, Frederick's just so much dead weight to Hayato. He really is having trouble catching his breath, considering he's been dealing with the bulk of the pain for the majority of the fight.
So when he goes FLYING overhead and SKIDDING along the ground, impacting a puddle with his shoulder, spiking off of the ground to just start *spinning* end over end into a second, more brutal impact between the asphalt and his face, his mood takes a tremendous turn for the worse. By the time he lands at Burr's feet, the man rolls over onto his back, beaten, bloody, bruised -- and narrows his eyes at Burr.
"--You know what? I'm done." He struggles to a sitting position, and then further to being able to stand up. "Whole situation's out of control. This guy's a fuckin' monster." The ends have *rapidly* started to cease justifying the means, and Frederick's more concerned with walking out of here on his own two legs instead of a body-bag. He turns his back on Burr, on Hayato, and starts making his way back towards the unmarked van out on the street.
"Good luck, or whatever~" He doesn't really sound like he cares, much. Zero information here. Zero!
COMBATSYS: Frederick takes no action.
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Burr peers down at Frederick as he slides to a stop at his feet "Certinely looked painful. Are you allr-" He stops as Frederick speaks his words and makes a break for it. He puts his hand to his forehead as he shakes his head "Leaving me here, after YOU threw the first punch and started all this? Indeed!". He walks casually in Fredericks wake, cane tapping the ground "You should at least finish what you start, lad".
He waits, not too far from Hayato, to see if Frederick is truely leaving and if Hayato will end the battle here or not, brushing off some dirt that Fredericks slide kicked up on his jacket a moment ago.
COMBATSYS: Mr.Burr takes no action.
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Oh, is that how it's going to be? Well, if Burr's going to stop fighting, Hayato's going to stop punching... for now. But he is going to want some answers in a bit. Frederick, though... Hayato might have been cool with just letting him run away, earlier, but now? "Hey, where do you think you're going? Do you know how much it's going to cost to get that bumper fixed?!" Yes, he also has concerns about strange people lurking around the schools... (Well, unfamiliar strange people, anyway), but Frederick went and messed with the man's car.
If Frederick looks back over his shoulder at this juncture, he'll spy Hayato sprinting across the pavement toward him. Whether he looks back or not, though, Hayato's going to attempt to slam right into him from behind, wrapping both arms firmly around his torso, and then hauling back. He keeps lifting until both men go falling backwards, but with Frederick the one set to break both their falls.
COMBATSYS: Frederick dodges Hayato's German Suplex.
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Frederick's pretty damned out of it, and doesn't really have the faculties to deal with any more murderous nonsense out of Hayato. The man's German Suplex would almost certainly *end* Blazer, but Frederick's made it into the street, limping along towards the unmarked van across the way -- except it's gone, and he hasn't noticed it yet. He's *that* done.
He's a sitting duck, really, and Hayato is a *frightening* runner. There's hardly any bet to be made, save for some sort of deus ex machina...
which arrives in the form of the selfsame nondescript white van!! The vehicle *SHRIEKS* up the road, comes to a squealing halt between Frederick and Hayato - who might be able to German Suplex a van, but it'll take a little more prep and testosterone. From the sounds of an opening door and weight being shifted, it sounds like Hayato's questions are going to go unanswered, for now -- but the teacher does win one very GOOD question as a result of his endeavors, so there's that.
The question: Why is the driver of that van wearing a gas mask?
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INSIDE THE VAN:
"You're so screwed, man. So screwed."
"Shut up. The dealer was worthless and that TEACHER is a MONSTER."
"Yeah but, can't you, like, handle a teacher?"
"We need to come up with some kind of excuse, now, or else it's all our asses. What is it? Darkstalker? One of the Outworlders? Good old-fashioned demon possession?"
"Blame it on the vaccine, say it's having an unforseen effect on the school types. She's got to go with it."
"Ooh. Good idea. Yeah, let's do that."
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The van peels away.
COMBATSYS: Frederick has left the fight here.
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Mr.Burr 0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\1 Hayato
Burr walks casually up next to where Hayato is likely still standing, watching as the van takes off "Well THAT was rude. Starting a battle but not staying to see it through?" He looks at Hayato "It's rather pathetic, don't you think?". Wasn't he just one of the two people fighting the big man a moment ago? Now he acts like nothing happened.
He takes a few steps away before turning and adjusting his tie "Well, shall we continue? As many would say 'for giggles'?" He smirks darkly, standing with shoulders back, hands atop his cane which is firmly planted on the ground in front of him, waiting to see Hayatos response.
COMBATSYS: Mr.Burr takes no action.
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Mr.Burr 0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\1 Hayato
Hayato frowns as the van drives off, watching as it screeches around a corner and out of sight. When Burr speaks up the teacher turns to look at him, gazing warily with a frown on his face. "You certainly keep some interesting company, mister." He lifts his shinai up, but doesn't immediately bring it into a striking position, instead resting it on his shoulder. The rest of his stance isn't quite so relaxed, though, legs poised to move quickly, if need be. "He seems to be the short tempered one, though, so I'll ask: what business did the two of you have here?" For the moment, Hayato is willing to overlook the fact that Burr went and smacked him on the arm with a cane without provocation. His body language implies that such niceties may not be observed for long, however.
COMBATSYS: Hayato takes no action.
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Mr.Burr 0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\1 Hayato
"Ha! I've never met the jittery lad before. I just felt it made things more entertaining!". He tips his hat "I supply people a means to see their desires come to potential fruition. Simple as that. Why? Do YOU wish to take the pledge? Do you have a need for such power?". He tilts his head to the side, smiling, a hint of madness in his eyes "Seeing you fight, i don't think you the type".
Replacing his hat, Mr.Burr simply continues to stand there for now "I came simply to see if anyone i've encountered here in the past was interested in what i offer, and to see just how traditional a Gedo prom would appear. Does that answer your question?".
COMBATSYS: Mr.Burr takes no action.
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Mr.Burr 0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\1 Hayato
Hayato continues to frown, gazing at Burrr in suspicion. He's not adverse to a good spar, generally speaking, but something about this man rubs him the wrong way. Also, while he's not sure exactly what it is that's being offered, Hayato's still fairly certain he doesn't like it. "No, I don't think I need it. And none of the students here do, either. Shortcuts can't provide the real results that you can get through hard work." His voice takes on a slightly different tone for a moment, sounding faintly bored. "Also, if you want to sell anything on campus you need to get approval from the administration first."
The shinai leaning against Hayato's shoulder starts tapping a bit impatiently. "If you're interested in the prom, there's some fliers available. You can have one, if you'd like. And then I think you should go." He's not actually /seen/ Burr trying to push anything on the students... and physically ejecting the man from campus might result in some complaints. But he'll do it if he has to.
COMBATSYS: Hayato takes no action.
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Mr.Burr 0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\1 Hayato
"That will not be necessary. I'm sure i will hear about it in days to come. Few keep details of their prom private, afterall". Mr.Burr tips his hat again to Hayato "I shall take my leave then. Cheerio!". With that he turns, and with cane in hand walks off down the sidewalk with the same brisk stride as before!
COMBATSYS: Mr.Burr has left the fight here.
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Hayato scratches his cheek for a moment as he watches Burr walk off. Well, it's certainly unusual for someone to cause a ruckus and then calm down quite so quickly. But then again, it was the other guy who really started all the fighting in the first place. Still, Hayato's not used to people actually leaving when being told to, except for some of the students. It's certainly nice to be listened to, not that he dislikes having to enforce compliance in other ways, when it's somebody who can put up a good physical counter-argument. But even if Burr is leaving for now, Hayato makes a note of him. The guy seems suspicious, and if he's peddling something, he should probably be watched around the kids. Weird guys in unmarked vans with gas masks... that's much simpler. Those problems you can just punch.
COMBATSYS: Hayato has ended the fight here.
Log created on 19:35:30 12/06/2014 by Hayato, and last modified on 02:19:18 12/07/2014.