Juri - One Improper Proprietor

Description: Japanese gangsters exist almost the whole world over. The odds that they would run afoul of someone who had so recently and secretly wronged them. Those odds must be astronomical. Good or Bad luck, resulting from her actions? Juri doesn't believe in Karma.

It's been an average evening along the outskirts of South Town. The usual hubbub of families out and about, people making deliveries of all types legal and not, the hustle and bustle of people heading home.

As later evening approaches, the streets quickly empty out aside from the traffic of vehicles on the road occasionally coming and going. Most of the tall light fixtures work, emitting a bleary yellowish colored hue, making the lit areas look fine, but for some reason making the shadows appear deeper outside their ring of illumination.

It is along this road that five unsavory-looking men can be seen, partially concealed from view within these deeper shadows, though their presence known due to their conversations back and forth.

Urban spawl. Cramped and stinking, steeped in a lingering fear and suspicion after the @emit Majigen incident and the persisting darkstalker attacks. More than a few windows of homes and businesses remain boarded or barred. Which while it cuts down on the softer ambient lighting it creates more of a mood lighting. It's a mood she rather enjoys flouting.

She'd had all the boarding and security windows ripped out of the hotel, it was one of the only buildings on the street which was open and fully lit. All but the signs announcing vacancy. Coiled up on the steps Juri is just watching the world pass her by, wishing it weren't so unpleasantly warm inside. It was too uncomfortable to sleep. The device lodged in her skull was new, still a toy begging to be played with. Tweaking it just a little flooded her system with enough energy and vigour that it was usually hours before she thought she might rest afterwards.

It was some high, but there was an immediate price to pay. Without the ability to sleep to pass time... she was accumulating a pent up morass of emotions and frustrations.

Raucous laughter abruptly erupts from the group of men. A loud shattering noise can be heard as one of them smashes an empty glass bottle against a wall, for giggles it would seem, muttering something to the rest. The laughter resumes, along with the drinking.

As Juri sits quietly on the steps, one of them looks over at her, and gives a quick nod of his head towards her that prompts the rest to look her way. One of the men standing gives a smirk "Hey, i heard of her!".

He slowly approaches Juri, an amused yet dark look in his eyes, and a sake battle in his hand "I hear you're hot shit, little lady. Some kinda tough chick". He looks her up and down with a slight stumble. Seems this one is a bit more pickled than the rest "..... thought you were taller". He turns to look back at his friends "Hey, i'm real scared here!" they all snicker and laugh in response as he turns back.

Breaking glass, drunken revelry, fighting or even the occasional scream or siren weren't much of a reason to even pay attention let alone rubberneck; (Which might be a hazard to anyone's health at the best of times.)Unless it was something clearly visible from their window and there was nothing better on television, here. people left well enough alone. Her gaze drifts lazily in their direction in response to the sense she was being watched, enough people staring like that was enough to make her skin crawl.

Worse with how they looked dishevelled and rumpled like most street-staggering drunkards; The strong smell of it offending her as they closed the distance. She didn't know if they were celebrating, or grieving. (which she might know something about.) She'd never paid close enough attention to be able to pick one group of these jjok-bari Japanese gangsters from one another.

And there it was.

Gingerly sitting up Juri starts leaning forward, one of her feet crossing over the knee of other leg. She unfurls into a proper seated position one foot reaching out almost waist height she reaches out toward the yakuza who addressed her so. Seemingly she might be brushing up against. Chin balancing on her palm and fingers brushing against both her fringe she turns her attention on his friends. Such a seductive and playful smile, while the whole time their friend experiences just how much grip and crushing power one can leverage out of the human foot.

The fact that they would challenge her! Here in the very heart of the territory she'd bothered to stake out. *twist* She wouldn't stand for that. On the front steps of a building *TW-ist* Freaking-*TWIST*-Owned? Not. A. Chance. In. Hell.

COMBATSYS: Yakuza has started a fight here.

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Yakuza           0/-------/-------|

COMBATSYS: Juri has joined the fight here.

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Juri             0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0           Yakuza

COMBATSYS: Juri successfully hits Yakuza with Weakened Change-Up Kick.

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Juri             0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0           Yakuza

The poor lad has little time to react when suddenly, he's in enormous pain! He lets out a louder scream with each twist!

Of course, as painful as it is to see, his buddies aren't about to take this lying down! All four swarm towards her with shouts and curses thrown as they come! Finally pulling away with a yelp of pain, the initial victim of Juris playfulness falls backwards onto his rear, and scoots away, trying to recover his wits as well as lessen the pain he's in!

Rushing her, all four go for a bumrush, two going for charges with intent to hold, one going for a punch at the stomach, and the other at the jaw!

COMBATSYS: Juri parries Yakuza's Multiple Tackles!

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Juri             0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0           Yakuza

Oh? They caught on pretty fast and that surprise turning to indignant rage as they realized what was happening. If their buddy had enough constitution to tough that one out and sink to his knees with the pain they might still be misinterpretation the situation. The shrieking was something of a dead giveaway.

"!! And I thought YOU'd be tougher!"

She insincerely mocks them right back with an even harsher tone, a mannerism of speaking that sounds like any jumped up delinquent thug. It's an offense that can't be ignored. When they rush her it's something of an anti-climax. Drunken stagger leading into a rush was hardly the most intimidating and least comical thing they could have opted to try. Planting her feet and ascending to her feet the Korean is hardly of a size with even the smallest of them. Maybe they -had- thought she'd be taller.

Slipping into the instep of one of the drunkards she bumps hard into him with her hip and sways just under his attempted grab. Her foot treading on and pinning on of the other men's foot mid stride she tries to throw him off balance. Her palm pressed to the underside of one of the fists aimed at her face she's in the middle of turning it away from her jaw while the other dangerously close to landing on her stomach.

If she were still the same - as she was she might be unable to handle all of these attacks. The newly improved Juri Han however hurls herself backwards and up, hanging in the air with one leg drawn up vertically and now well away from the impending kick. This was more like assembling a jigsaw puzzle.. moving pieces until they fit together and she could exploit it. It was like she'd fought this fight a dozen times over in her head.

Erupting into a violent pinwheel of streaking purple energy, scything legs beats back at everyone that dares invade her personal space.


COMBATSYS: Juri successfully hits Yakuza with Senpusha EX.

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Juri             0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0           Yakuza

To say Juri takes them all by surpise is an understatement! Their numbers are in a chaotic mess as she dodges and/or redirects all the attcks effortlessly. When her reprisal comes, NONE of them are expecting it! All four are hammered hard by her furious feet, each taking several blows before they can stagger back out of range, one being knocked unconscious outright as a kick impacts the side of his head cleanly!

As her attack slows it's torrent, Mr.Gonads recovers enough to try to rush forwards, in an attempt to grab Juri and hold her from behind while the rest try to pummel her once more! None of them even have the thought to say anything in response to her taunt. Their in too much of a panic to even think though that much!

COMBATSYS: Yakuza successfully hits Juri with Hold and Punch.

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Juri             0/-------/--=====|=====--\-------\0           Yakuza

That! That showed them.. now! If they slink away into their holes she might be convinced to just leave it at that. The hands snaking around from her side's seize and pin the slack hanging arms at her side, the cocky smile wiped away in faint confusion and surge of anger and aggression. How dare he lay hands on her?! Where did he think he was putting his hands that she wouldn't-The knuckles impacting with her face and cheek seem to quieten her, the second blow delivered by one of the other men seemingly rendering her insensible as her head drops low.

The lull before the storm.


Butting her head back at the face of the man holding her from behind she also swings her legs up to sieze one of the two men who had attacked her, clamping down hard. One foot digging into his throat while the other locks behind his neck for a stronger hold and more leverage.

Eyes wide, crazed. Lips peeled back to expose a bare toothed snarl things have just gone from bad to worse. Mostly so for the guy hanging onto her.

COMBATSYS: Yakuza fails to interrupt Kick Combo from Juri with Sudden Shanking EX.
- Power fail! -

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Juri             0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\0           Yakuza

This group, while not likely the brightest of bulbs, are also drunk. Therefore, they fail to think it through when someone of Juris size does something amazing, then screams at them in rage! Instead of doing something intelligent, like running for their lives as if rabid clowns were chasing them to a margarita stand, one of them decies to pull a knife and lunge.

Big mistake!

The head-to-face smash hits clean, breaking the guys nose, while the throat kick hits as well, albeit not as cleanly due to being dropped by the aformentioned holder! This is when the man with the knife decides to move in a moment too late, his knife taking his broken-nosed friend in the shoulder! The man screams and goes down, clutching at the knife with one hand while the other holds his nose. He begins crawling away, having had enough!

His 2 remaining coherant friends look shocked, the stabber going to help the stabee while apologizing profusely.

This leaves Juri currently only facing one very frightened looking individual, and another whos currently still reeling from a kick in the neck!

The crunch caused by her swinging her head back was satisfying, but less so when he lets go of her and Juri drops, head swinging dangerously close to the corner edge of the steps. Twising hard she rides to momentum out and releases the hold at just the right moment to right herself, landing flatfooted in a crouch at the last man standing and unscathed she glares up at him.

Still seething, it turns into a boiling as a violet light buried in the pupil of her left eye flares to life. She spins on the spot attempting to kick the feet out from under him before he can make a move. Where that should be the end and leave her open, give his friends time to recover.

Juri's attacking, everyone is fair game! Every target is viable! She can't even keep track of the images in her natural eye, it's too slow to keep up with the feed from the Feng Shui Engine. As she kicks off one opponent into the next, the sense of speed and time just feels off. Outside her little bubble of stretched and strained perception's she's ever harder to track with the naked eye.

COMBATSYS: Yakuza blocks Juri's Feng Shui Engine.

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Juri             0/-------/-----==|=======\=------\1           Yakuza

The poor guy in front of Juri is visibly terrified by the sudden appearance of a glowing mote of light in one of her eyes, and is in mid-turn to finally run when she loses her shit. Poor guy is black, blue, and unconscious after just a hit or two to his head! As she zips from target to target, she manages to easily finish off and knock unconscious both the stab victim as well as the man she kicked in the throat earlier!

By some amazing feat of luck, the last man standing deflects her final kick at him with his arms. He had seen her go after his friends, and had just enough time to react before his turn came around for a beating!

It still has SOME effect, however. His arm is likely severely bruised under his jacket, and judging by the expression on his face, he's had a good scare from this!

Not scared enough, it seems!

"Y-you must be some kinda demon!" he shouts as he throws a punch somewhat blindly, his fear giving him some strength

COMBATSYS: Juri blocks Yakuza's Medium Strike.

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Juri             0/-------/-----==|=======\=------\1           Yakuza

Usually a panicky statement like calling her a 'demon' that might just have tickled her fancy, for the moment she was more interested in just how little catching that blow had hurt. Finger wrapped tightly around the fist, even as she leaned back to absorb some of the impact she notes the play of electricity arcing between her now concealed fingers.

She was pushing the Feng Shui Engine. In her anger she'd maybe been a little overzealous in how hard. It was protesting the use; it was after all a one-and-only delicate prototype. Who knows what kind of affect all the static charge would have on the FSE, now displaying a grainy image was probably the least of her problems.

"What? are you finished already? Size isn't the only thing that matters!"

Struggling against the arm she's wrestling, she hadn't really tested her new limits fully but it was astounding to be able to match strengths with people who should be able to physically match or overpower her. These guys weren't weak. They weren't weak!! But they still fell so easily. That was exciting.

"You better have some stamina left."

Pulling into a lean back she kicks up aiming right into the gut with a quick windup-ap and sudden snap.

COMBATSYS: Yakuza endures Juri's Snap Kick.

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Juri             0/-------/-----==|=======\===----\1           Yakuza

The last remaining of the yakuza group grits his teeth, and as she goes in for the kick, rushes in! He's scared, but also now angry at this little pipsqueek and her attitude! The land connects solidly with his chest, nearly knocking the wind out of him, and potentially cracking a rib, but he keeps going, sending a barrage of constant punches her way, hoping to simply use his larger stature to barrel his way through her defenses and do some damage!

He has no other ideas at this point other than going down fighting!

COMBATSYS: Juri dodges Yakuza's Gangbang.

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Juri             0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0           Yakuza

Maybe... he has just that? The first swing and a miss has her casually dance aside, but the constant stream of follow-up attacks pressing her backwards, as long as she can keep up the footwork and has room to move she can move just fast enough to keep ahead of the blows. Eye flickering back and forth to capture each incoming blow; each and every whiff drives her back. He can't quite manage to catch or trap her but he occasionally brushes up against her.

"Not bad."

But like any explosion of power it's going to drag off and get slower and easier to predict. Juri's dodging is only as much as it needs to; as the torrent of attacks weakens the window gradually opens up for her to fight back.

"Too bad~"

He had somewhat impressed her with showing a little spunk as well as the stamina she was talking about. It doesn't stay her hand or slow her in the slightest. If anything she's even more vicious.

With a threatening sharp twist, Juri hooks her leg behind her opponents head and draws it down towards the other leg. Leaping off the ground with her standing leg into a rising knee; aiming a blow to the face sending them flying with the scissoring attack and then delivering a spinning back kick as a chaser as they hang in the air helpless.

COMBATSYS: Juri successfully hits Yakuza with Karen Kick.

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Juri             0/-------/-----==|=====--\-------\0           Yakuza

Just as she goes to grab him, he makes one last attempt to escape, which unfortunately is too little too late. The yakuza DOES manage to pull a knife from a holster somewhere along his back hip, and stabs forwards blindly as she pulls him in to his doom!

CRACK! Juri succeeds in her attack, and the impact of her knee against his face hits cleanly, internally cracking his skull badly, and knocking him out with blood pouring from his nose.

Down he goes! After, whether his strike succeeds or not, Juri is alone, surrounded by the unconscious and in many cases bleeding bodies of her opponents!

COMBATSYS: Yakuza can no longer fight.

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COMBATSYS: Juri counters Sudden Shanking from Yakuza with Kasatushi.

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Rather than reacting to the drawn weapon with fear or concern Juri appears to drop her guard, coyly beckoning the armed man to come at her. The point of the blade sailing right at the incredibly precious device, it spears though the eye socket meeting no resistance whatsoever. The image left behind burned only into his retina as the Korean girl reaches the peak of her Jump, safe and sailing in the air overhead. Come screaming back to earth, leg descending like a Guillotine she rains down upon that arm intent on splintering it. It was good that he came at her with the intent to kill, but there was punishment to mete out for attempting, and failing.

She lets him fall with some grace, he'd earned that much. When she's certain there's no fight left in the group she breathes a heavy sigh. There would probably be complication to her finishing all of these losers off and she was actually somewhat grateful for the workout. Spitting onto pavement she grimaces at the pink fluid and thumbs her cheek, that shit had hurt.

On the walk back to her crappy old hotel she takes a moment only to roll the trash down and off her steps. Killing them was probably way more hassle than it was worth, someone was surely watching by now. Word would get out.

"Just keep away from my property... Excepting him. If he heals up nice."

She indicates the last to fall to his comrades and then can't be bothered with what's left of them. She could use a shower and sitting outside is waaay to much bother.

Log created on 22:14:52 01/16/2016 by Juri, and last modified on 00:15:14 01/28/2016.