Description: Scratch Challenges Jira to a fight! Watch the Metro skater girl fight the mysterious psion in South Town in a close battle to the finish! Winner: Jira
Southtown....it's definitely not Metro, that's for sure. SUre, it has some reputations, but it's clearly not anywhere near as upfront about it as Metro City is.
And being here for more than a few days has definitely made it an interesting contrast for one Scratch, skatepunk extraordinaire. Initially here for the Saturday Night Fight event, her flight wasn't until tomorrow, leaving her in the lurch for a while. And with things the way they are....why not try and make your mark even further?
That's why she's here, the Neo League setting up a fight with her and one of the various League winners, in hopes of raising her profile. Even now, with cameras set up, she's already dragging around a painted cloth banner, almost wearing it like a cape with 'RISE UP, METRO CITY!' spraypainted on it, in graffiti-style bubble lettering. Skating around with that 'cape' flowing behind her, she tried to find the nearest camera before stopping, unfurling it and expanding it in front of her as she waits on her opponent to appear. After all...this IS outside of their place, right?....
Jira had gotten another invitation delivered to her a bit earlier.. It seems she'd been challenged to a fight by someone... and her normal clothes are currently in a situation requiring shopping and organization, so she's without her sweater.
But for the crews to gather right outside her home is a bit, intimidating! She heads out the door, in her usual attire and eyes Scratch and the film crew. Before making any sort of introduction she shuts the door and fastens her shoes, then steps to the street and gives a bow to the younger, shorter, and less chesty American girl.
"I am Kasagi Jira. I suppose you are my opponent from the Neo League?" she asks, raising her brow.
Busy mugging for the camera with her banner, Scratch doesn't notice when her opponent emerges, until one of the cameramen points her toward the snow-white haired girl. Turning around, her banner hanging from one hand, she frowns a little, before letting it turn into a bit more of a smile instead.
"Yeah, I guess so. Scratch, and I hope you don't mind it too much when I win," she says, being a little cocky. Much of it is bluster to keep up her own confidence in the face of a more-seasoned fighter, but considering her last two fights, she DOES have quite a bit of momentum going into this. It's something to be confident about going in at least.
Folding up her banner and tossing it to the side out of the way for now, the skater starts to pace around on her wheels, as if eager to get things started.
Jira sighs... bravado is something she doesn't quite enjoy from those that're actually of the age she instructs. She places her left hand against her chest where a white light begins to shine. Her fingers wrap around the mote of luminescence and she draws her arm out, pulling a sword from the light, which vanishes once the tip exits. The whole weapon seems to shimmer and flicker faintly. But, before Jira does anything else, she runs her forefinger and thumb of her right hand along the serrated teeth, and blade of the weapon to the tip, and pats on that. The weapon looks dulled, but menacing anyways.
The woman then lowers into her ready stance, with her left arm curved up high and resting the flat of her blade atop her right shoulder, facing Scratch with the left side of her body and bringing her right palm out before her stomach, facing her foe.
"Since you are the challenger, you may go first." Jira states calmly.
COMBATSYS: Jira has started a fight here.
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Jira 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Scratch has joined the fight here.
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Scratch 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Jira
Furrowing her brow as she sees the light coming from Jira's chest, Scratch slows up but doesn't stop pacing. She's seen that kind of light before, or at least something similar seeming in that one fight with the kid with the yo-yos. She remembers how much those stung before, a mental note taken down before she finally skids to a stop.
"Alright, fine," she says, rolling her neck a bit and rolling her shoulders, making sure she's limber. THen, when the League crew finally gives them the signal to begin the fight, Scratch breaks fast toward the white-haired woman.
Picking up speed, she drops down and skids low toward Jira, one leg tucked under the other, and a skate extended to try and ram her foot into the woman's shin on her slide.
COMBATSYS: Jira endures Scratch's Acid Soul Slide.
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Scratch 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Jira
Jira's eyes remain locked on the younger fighter, waiting for her to act in patient stillness. Once Scratch takes off, Jira's stance deepens with her legs spacing themselves and giving more weight to her front. Enough to not jeapardize her balance when Scratch's slide connects, and to give her time in the median to gather pink energy into her right palm. She moves her rear leg around in a measured sweep to halt her opponent's further forward movement and to line her right palm to the other fighter, releasing a flickering, pink rush of psionic energy across the small distance between the pair with a low, wailing groan emanating from the attack itself.
COMBATSYS: Jira successfully hits Scratch with Straight Shot.
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Scratch 0/-------/----<<<|====---\-------\0 Jira
Sliding in, after she makes contact with JIra, Scratch tries to push herself up and bring herself back up to her wheels, hoping to be quick enough to react to whatever the older woman might be trying to do as a retaliation for her slide. And while she made note about the similar sort of light she possessed, she finds herself a little....too slow in bringing her arms up to stop the blast of energy that flows out toward her.
A shriek comes as Scratch is engulfed and brought back, her skate wheels pushing her away, but the damage already done.
Feeling the searing of that energy through her, like it was gnawing on her very soul, the skater glowers. "Not bad," she snaps, clearly not putting much heart into the compliment as she charges in. PIcking up speed again, she tries to hook her arm around one of JIra's and pivot around her. Hands faintly charged with her own chi, she tries to use that charged grip to twist on the older woman's arm and whip her down to the ground with that extra centrifugal force.
COMBATSYS: Jira interrupts Rewind Whip from Scratch with Thorn Kick EX.
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Scratch 0/-------/-<<<<<<|=====--\-------\0 Jira
Jira's attack hurts on impact, and the low sound muffles as it sinks into the younger fighter, the pink energy laced with sensations of pain that persist after it connects. Jira's still on balance and a flash of that light comes out from her skin, resonating with her blade as she waits in a guarded stance for Scratch's next move. Indeed, she's gripped and brought down, but she's quick to break the fall with her shoulder and to twist out of the hold. Her upper leg gathers up more pink light and focuses it into a 'spike' jutting out from the tip of her shoe.
Jira spins and kicks this energy spike up high, sinking it in where her previous attack had landed before she rolls onto her feet. The spike of energy hisses and crackles in the air as it injects into the other fighter, similar to the previous attack, and intensifies the sensation of pain as they spread.
"You aren't doing bad yourself." Jira comments honestly, giving a smile.
Much as that lingering pain stuck around from the previous attack, the slicing kick that cuts off her attempted throwdown hits even more to the core of Scratch, feeling the strike sear into her and feel like she's burning from inside out. Reeling even further back than from just the initial attack recoil, Scratch find herself sweating rather quickly. Her rhythm is being quickly disrupted, and if she can't get that back on track, she's going to have serious issues.
KNowing her rush isn't going to last much longer, she tries to push in before the burning inside of her gets too much to bear. Building up speed in a tight circle around Jira, she leaps in finally, enough to backflip straight at the psion. Lashing one foot out in a backflipping kick, her other foot is held back at the ankle with a hand, tension increasing until it snaps out as well, wheels slashing out with her own brand of energy.
COMBATSYS: Jira blocks Scratch's Method Slicer EX.
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Scratch 1/------=/=======|=======\-------\0 Jira
Jira looks a little winded herself, despite her good performance thusfar. She shakes out her right arm while Scratch is reeling, offering the girl a smile as the pink energy continues to feed pain into her nerves and glows at the points of impact. When the girl dashes to Jira, the woman tenses defensively and watches the skater circle around.
She's quick to react to Scratch, bringing her right arm up to deflect the two hits away from her core and takes a step back. She spins around clockwise once she's settled, swinging her left arm out to her side and behind with hopes to swipe at Scratch in its arc with the blunted edges of her sword.
"You're more capable than some of the students. You've got real potential!" she comments with a smile, she seems to be having fun. Her voice sounds a little pained, though.
COMBATSYS: Scratch blocks Jira's Medium Strike.
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Scratch 1/-----==/=======|=======\-------\1 Jira
Clearly getting frustrated without getting a fresh hit in, despite how deeply she committed to that Method Slicer, Scratch lands, just in time for her to bring up her arms and blunt the attempted sword flat strike. The sensation sends a numbness down her arms as she blocks it with her forearms, but it's still not much compared to the internal burning she's feeling inside.
Panting, Scratch narrows her eyes at Jira, not bothering to respond to that. Instead, she sweeps in, making another charge as she tries to glide by on her skates and pump in a sharp kick toward JIra's ankle on the pass.
COMBATSYS: Jira endures Scratch's Light Kick.
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Scratch 1/---====/=======|=======\==-----\1 Jira
Jira centers herself after her block, shaking her arm out once again and tapping her left foot to keep her leg at ease, and resumes her stance, a bit more aggressively with her right arm covering itself in pink light. Just in time to stamp her leg and put her weight onto her one side and keep her steady despite the hit from Scratch. She lunges to Scratch off of that leg, her right arm drawing back as the energy on her arm gathers at her hand and extends past her fingertips, giving her four long 'claws' of psionic energy, each one about five centimeters long. Once she's close enough, she jabs her arm out to sink those claws into Scratch up close, but instead of returning to her stance, she opens and closes her fist repeatedly and wriggles her fingers almost as if pained.
COMBATSYS: Scratch blocks Jira's Psycho Claw.
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Scratch 1/-------/=======|=======\===----\1 Jira
Getting that leg stamp in, Scratch is a bit TOO close to Jira for comfort, considering what had happened earlier. But thankfully, unlike before, the skater girl is able to bring her arms in again, and when the 'claws' strike out for her, she's able to hide herself behind a ducked shoulder and her upper arm, catching most of the 'slashes' along that instead of deep into her core. The strike burns, but she's not about to simply give in. Even as the pain to her being seems to continue to burn, something clicks in her.
Adrenaline renewed, possibly at the pain she experiences, she feels a bit of a second wind. A charge that she's not about to let go to waste. Diving in, she tries to leap up at Jira again. Sailing feet first, she tries to land directly onto her, as if trying to stomp down on her shoulders and drive her into the ground with that awkward flying leverage.
COMBATSYS: Jira blocks Scratch's Aggressive Air.
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Scratch 1/-----==/=======|=======\====---\1 Jira
Jira's strike is naught more than a glorified, prickled petting as she's deflected, releasing a cry of pain from the claws as the energy disperses into the air. She immediately reels back after her attack fails, holding her blade before her defensively and keeping eyes on Scratch. When the girl goes up into the air Jira brings her blade up to intercept Scratch's skates, but still falls off of her feet and onto her butt heavily.
"Ow." she murmurs, rolling back to her feet and quickly jabbing her sword at Scratch from her new position, mainly in hopes to keep a little distance... hopefully.
COMBATSYS: Jira successfully hits Scratch with Quick Strike.
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Scratch 1/---====/=======|=======\=====--\1 Jira
It's clear she's got problem going on at this point. Still, Scratch isn't going to slow down, not this way. When her stomp fails, caught on that blade, she tries to hop back and get some room, but before she can, she finds herself jabbed at with that blade. Trying to slide away from it, she finds herself sliced on her arm instead, a cry out as she stumbles from the blood drawn.
Heaving, she finds herself pacing, trying to find a way in at this point. After some rapid consideration, she decides to simply go for broke. Charging in, she picks up speed before twisting until she's parallel with the ground. Legs extended out, she tries to roll herself in the air toward Jira, wheels glowling lightly as she tries to spin and kick at Jira's guard and break through.
COMBATSYS: Scratch successfully hits Jira with Bio Slash.
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Scratch 0/-------/---====|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Jira
Despite the distance and her preparation for Scratch to make a counter, Jira's guard is found lacking as Scratch makes the quick aerial move and does indeed break Jira's guard. Much to the girl's dissatisfaction. She's shaky on her feet, looking just about down herself. She takes a couple steps back and balls up her fists.
Her hair and eyes are already glowing a luminous pink, but it seems to grow in brightness as her fists tighten. Soon her whole body produces this pink light and she clenches her teeth, standing up straight and pouring out more and more psionic energy as her stance becomes rigid. The air is laced with quiet cries and whimpers as her energy saturates it.
COMBATSYS: Jira balls her fists, tosses her head back and wails to the sky.
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Scratch 0/-------/---====|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Jira
The wild barrel rolling kick was a bit of a risk, but it's one that finally pays off for Scratch. Crackling down on Jira's guard, she re-rights herself just before landing, wheels hitting the street and her body twisting to keep herself from simply rolling into the ground.
Wheeling around and facing Jira again, she gets set for another attack, but instead sees the psion starting to glow. Already feeling her adrenaline burning out, she charges straight toward Jira again, taking another leap and flying feet-first toward Jira again. Unlike before, she doesn't get cheeky, she just flies straight at the white-haired woman, a double footed kick with her hands reaching out in a jackknife position as she tries to crash directly into the heart of that vortex of energy.
COMBATSYS: Jira blocks Scratch's Rocket Booster EX.
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Scratch 0/-------/---====|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Jira
Jira's current state might seem a bit distracted or lacking in attention to the fight, but it's quickly made obvious as being the opposite when her arms come up and catch Rocket's flying approach. Though the momentum does send the psion to the ground, she has Scratch in the perfect spot. Jira sinks her sword into the street and gets to her feet, then she leans back and pulls on the sword. A torrent of howling psionic energy bursts out from the flat of her blade and rages towards Scratch. Funneling most of the energy she'd just drawn out into the attack and hoping to wash Scratch away in a wave of pain and energy!
COMBATSYS: Jira successfully hits Scratch with Volcanic Unload.
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Scratch 1/--=====/=======|>>>>---\-------\0 Jira
Her double-footed kick caught, Scratch is unfortunately not in any position to get away any time soon, her energy spent horrifically at this point. And it costs her dearly, as she doesn't have any strength left to avoid the terrible sweeping torrent of psionic energy that emerges from that planted sword.
Not a sound comes from her as she's swept away, the energy driving her clear across the street and some yards away, even well past the film crew.
Only when she hits a railing does she finally stop, and even if her eyes are open at this point, it's clear she's not getting up anytime soon, pained groans filling the air.
COMBATSYS: Scratch takes no action.
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COMBATSYS: Scratch can no longer fight.
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Jira 0/-------/---<<<<|
Jira bows politely to the cameras and her sword vanishes into a cloud of shimmering energy as she dashes over to Scratch. "Hey, are you alright? I'm sorry, I pushed a little too hard." she murmurs, checking to make sure everything looks how it should and that Scratch is, indeed in one piece. She doesn't look like she's willing to fight any further.
"Look, if you want, I can give you a room to stay in and treat you to a meal. On me." she asks, offering a polite smile and hand to help the younger girl up.
COMBATSYS: Jira has ended the fight here.
Groaning, Scratch can't really seem to move right now, at least not immediately. She doesn't even quite register whenn Jira approaches , offering a little help considering how wrecked she seemed to be. She offer of help would normally be pushed away or dismissed with a wavfe from the Metro City native.
Except she really can't move her arm enough to do so at this point. The League medical officials are already approaching to help the cyan-haired girl up, and treat her post fight. "I....I'll think about it," she manages to groan out. Not terribly sincere about the idea, but at leaest conciliatory toward it. She's not really in a position to refuse it outright right now anyway.
Log created on 22:11:49 12/22/2014 by Jira, and last modified on 01:21:25 12/23/2014.