Match of the Millennium

Description: Lee Chaolan and Miguel has been looking for trouble since this tournament started. Lee Chaolan was insulted by Miguel's sabotaging of Ayame, and Miguel was insulted by what Lee Chaolan did with his HitBit character. Miguel tracks down Lee Chaolan at one of his private resorts... and the two clash.

[LEE CHAOLAN]
It was good to be bad.

Lee Chaolan, the silver-haired executive, reclines on the beach chair, underneath a big purple umbrella, at a private resort against the coast of the Mediterranean. A tiny table sits at his side, where a coconut cup sits, filled with a delicious cocktail, with those little straws, and little purple umbrella in it. The man was clad in a tiny, shiny purple speedo swimsuit. Silver sunglasses conceal his eyes, as a bikini-clad beauty approaches with a tray. As she approaches, Lee Chaolan crosses one leg over the other. He drops down his sunglasses.

"Ah, Excellent~"

The woman bends over, to pick up the coconut cup, and swap it out with a full coconut cup. Lee Chaolan watches her, a smirk on his lips. "Thank you very much. Perhaps in a little bit, we can discuss about my suntan lotion..." He moves the sunglasses back up over his eyes. "Or maybe, your suntan lotion." The woman giggles. "Yes, of course Mr. Chaolan." He corrects her, as she walks away. "Please."

"Call me Lee~"

[MIGUEL]
Miguel got a bite.

While causally looking at his phone one day, he happened upon the KOF Motm app. He looked at how he was represented in the app. Miguel in KOF Motm would just beat his chest and swing his arms at the ground in the app. And the model had a hunchback and gorilla head. He knew someone had a bone to pick with him, but just who would be so petty, childish, and spineless to do so in this manner.

A short hitchhike later and a jump over a fence, Miguel was walking down the beach. He kicked the fine white sand with every step. As he closed in on the purple umbrella his steps grew softer. The 6 foot 8 Spaniard came to a stop next to the unaware Lee Chaolan. He stood silently as Lee's cup was emptied, still unnoticed.

[LEE CHAOLAN]
Lee Chaolan didn't seem to notice the shade.

At least at first. As the looming figure of the giant Spainard comes over him, he just takes his new coconut drink, and sips it. He lounges there for a short while. Smacking his lips, he puts the coconut cup on the table. And then, turning his head, he looks at Miguel. "Back already with the suntan lotion?" He coos, taking off his sunglasses again. And then, he narrows his eyes at the intruder.

"Oh, it's -you-"

Lee folds up his sunglasses, and puts it on the small table. He narrows his eyes at Miguel, barely hiding his contempt in a frown. There wasn't a smirk anymore. "Miguel, was it? Yes, I remember you. You punched out Ayame, and then proceeded to humiliate yourself against Sonic Assault." He tucks his hands behind his head. "Well? Are you just going to stand there looking like a buffoon?"

"Or is there something you wanted?"

[MIGUEL]
In stride Miguel responded to Lee. He looked down on the man and smirked. He cracked his neck. In a condescending voice he responded.

"Why yes, I am looking for Lee Chaolan the tycoon and innovator. I assume you are one of his prostitutes and can show me where I can find him."

[LEE CHAOLAN]
Lee Chaolan slowly rolls off the chair.

Digging his bare feet in the sand, he rises up to a stand. The man is... significantly shorter than Miguel. But that frown was intensifying. "Alright, you boorish oaf." Lee Chaolan states sharply. "I was hoping our message in the HitBit app would have gotten through to your thick skull, but it seems that a brute like you can only understand pig-brained instincts of violence." Lee Chaolan steps out into the sands, as the woman returns from the cabana with the suntan lotion... and a look of concern from the distance. "I am settling this now." Lee Chaolan circles around Miguel, and falls into his fighting stance. His guard up, his stance open, and one hand back, and the other one forward... beckoning at Miguel.

"C'mon~"

COMBATSYS: Lee Chaolan has started a fight here.

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Lee Chaolan      0/-------/-======|

[MIGUEL]
Miguel just stands there and scoffs. "Pah! Give you the satisfaction of a fight. No, I came here with some questions. Unless you were the kind of coward who gets back at someone through a game, you should have no trouble giving me an answer." Miguel crossed his arms and stood fast grinning at the prostitute tycoon as his face turned a shade of purple from anger. And Miguel kept goading him on.

"Now are you going to calm down? Or are you going to keep on your little tantrum and cry home for daddy?"

COMBATSYS: Miguel has joined the fight here.

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Miguel           0/-------/------=|======-\-------\0      Lee Chaolan

[LEE CHAOLAN]
Miguel pushes the wrong button.

You could almost hear the 'snap' as Miguel doesn't even lose a beat against the speedo-clad executive. Lee Chaolan had expected that he would come forward to attack. The fact that he refused was an act of defiance, and would have deserved a beat down. But then, then he touches on his father. Cry home for daddy? "This will be the only answer you get from ME you SWINE!" Lee Chaolan snaps out, teeth gritted.

And then, he snaps out.

Bursting from his stance, he hurls out a sweeping low kick, whipping up a storm of the sand as he lunges in low. A dangerous move. But Lee Chaolan was just a mite too mad for a reasonable attack. Only a precise one... and a calculated one. Whether or not it struck Miguel, Lee Chaolan would burst forward and upwards, and follow up with a singular uppercut aiming for Miguel's jaw. A swift combination.

As the sand whirled around him.

COMBATSYS: Miguel blocks Lee Chaolan's Hitman.

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Miguel           0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\1      Lee Chaolan

[MIGUEL]
Miguel was standing fast as Lee got to his breaking point. And he snapped. Miguel saw Lee charge at him. Miguel's legs were fully hit by the short fused man. But when Lee came in for an uppercut, Miguel would not have it. The Spaniard catches Lee's fist in his bare hand.

In a softer voice Miguel comments. "Looks like your the brute who can only understand pig-brained instincts of violence." With that Miguel releases his grip and swings his mighty arm down on Lee's scowling face. It was like it was a volleyball tournament hosted by Lee, but his face would be the ball.

COMBATSYS: Lee Chaolan dodges Miguel's Manly Slap.

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Miguel           0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\1      Lee Chaolan

[LEE CHAOLAN]
"You have done NOTHING but insult me since you joined this tournament!"

That is the response as the first kick comes, and the blow lands... but does not tackle. As the rising upper cut comes, it is caught steadily. He glares into the man, as the woman behind whips out her cellphone, t record this. As Lee is released, he is already moving.

Already slipping past the follow up punch.

Lee Chaolan was fast. Very fast. Neatly sidestepping the punch, he is forced to back off. Already, the cloud of sand was rising around the pair, the sand tossing around swiftly with every moment. Lee Chaolan hurls out a swift jab, falling short of even coming in contact with the man as he backs up. "The moment you arrived to humilate my Ayame? You made your greatest mistake." Lee Chaolan hurls out a chain of kicks as he keeps circling, keeps backing up. A roundhouse that falls short. A jabbing kick that drops to the base of Miguel's foot. It was a showcase of feints, as the sand whirls more and more. "She was ideal! She had everything to grow to her fullest potential! And then you showed up, and broke her. Broke her spirit."

"Broke her FUTURE!"

The enraged Lee Chaolan finally commits to a proper kick, unleashing it squarely at Miguel's gut. It would touch as light as a feather. No, if Lee could get the kick right in his gut? He would use it as a footstool, use it as a stepping block to rise up. And there, he would hook his other leg around Miguel's neck, grappling around it tight to slam Miguel down hard into the sand.

As the sand cloud grows thicker.

COMBATSYS: Lee Chaolan successfully hits Miguel with Mist Trap.

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Miguel           0/-------/-======|=======\==-----\1      Lee Chaolan

[MIGUEL]
Miguel quickly tries to recover from his mighty swing. Just as he was correcting himself, a feather of a foot landed on his chest. And then a hammer of a heel brought him down by the shoulder. He crashed down into the sand. The Spaniard was on the ground, and looked thought of what Lee said. He shouted.

"You talk of her without thinking of her wants, you speak of her like she was a device". Miguel rose from the sands towering over his attacker once again. "And for insulting you, merely mentioning your existence is an insult to you. Can you even tell me who loves you?"

With that, Miguel sauntered up and leaned over. He was picking that mask of a personality apart bit by bit. He jutted his fist upwards at the hollow dreg's face, seeing if he could rip that mask clean off.

COMBATSYS: Miguel successfully hits Lee Chaolan with Aggressive Strike.

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Miguel           0/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1      Lee Chaolan

[LEE CHAOLAN]
The trap was triggered.

As he hurls out the exotic technique, Lee Chaolan hits the sand with his opponent. The cloud was thickening, and Lee Chaolan was moving. And yet, the towering Spainard was up faster. He was power, sheer power, and briefly Lee considers that there was a reason he struck down Ayame so quickly. The agile man throws up his guard, throwing up his arm to deflect the fist... and he isn't strong enough. He couldn't even redirect that pure strength as it comes. The blow connects, sending Lee staggering backwards on the sand

But Lee Chaolan wasn't taking this.

"Love?" He sputters back, his head reeling, his face swelling. He was already surging, already lashing out a kick straight for Miguel's face... that drops away too soon to connect. "I have known the love of a thousand women, been desired by thousands more. You dare speak to a man as handsome as I am, renowned by his charm in even the most distant corners, and treat him like he is unloved?! You are an ape!" Lee Chaolan surges in from the side... and attempts to snatch up Miguel's arm in the pass.

Should he manage to get the grip, he would twist the arm behind the brute...

COMBATSYS: Miguel blocks Lee Chaolan's Lee Harassment.

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Miguel           1/------=/=======|=======\====---\1      Lee Chaolan

Lee Chaolan is able to wrench the arm behind the man, but as much as he can, as much as he struggles, he is unable to force the man into a kneel.

[MIGUEL]
Just as he though.

Miguel resisted the grip of the tycoon. Straining to do so, but still in control. "I said love you lecherous old man, I did not say lust." Miguel shakes his head at Lee as he freed himself. "You just proved to me that no one loves you, not even any family."

Miguel shuffled towards Lee leaving a menacing silhouette. "You see people as tools don't you, things to be controlled and manipulated. What was the last time you even felt any normal human emotion? Or are no better then one of your robots?" Miguel then launched out of the sands with his fist aiming straight for Lee's rage filled eyes.

COMBATSYS: Lee Chaolan blocks Miguel's Jab Punch.

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Miguel           1/------=/=======|=======\====---\1      Lee Chaolan

[LEE CHAOLAN]
This time, Lee was ready.

As Miguel reverses around, the figure of the brute looming, the man's words hit again and again. He was aiming to strike his confidence. Lee Chaolan had plenty of confidence to go around. And when he starts claiming that no one loves you, not even any family?

He actually laughs out loud.

A smirk spreads over his lips as he laughs aloud. The fist comes, and he slices out his own fist, smashing it against the man's fist. He manages to get it past his ear, as his own hand burns in agony. But the rage has fallen to a cocky smirk. "I am superior to my machines, of course." Lee Chaolan states confidently. "But what about you? You have family left? You seem... so painfully alone." Lee Chaolan steps in, moving in deep. Coming into Miguel's flank again, he leaps up to the taller man's shoulder. Throwing his weight up, he would reach the peak of the man, and then getting a grip, tackle him straight into the dust. All while whispering into his ear. "I can read too, Miguel."

"What ever happened to your sister?~"

COMBATSYS: Lee Chaolan successfully hits Miguel with Lee Stunner.

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Miguel           1/---====/=======|=======\=====--\1      Lee Chaolan

[MIGUEL]
Lee had touched something that would have normally caused Miguel to punch a man within an inch of their life. When Lee whispered that in his ear, he just did not care as he was forced to the ground. But this time, Miguel just gave a smile forced out of real joy and suppressed ballistic rage. Miguel's sister was dead, he held her in her blood soaked wedding dress. But with Lee's words meant to induce an unstoppable rage, only answered one of the questions Miguel wanted to ask.

Rocketing back to a stand Miguel was hunched over trying to contain his rage. Then in a baited voice he spoke. "He he, now you decide to deal with the questions I came to ask." Miguel raised his arms up some. "Now I want to you tell me everything you know about what happened to my sister. Then I can just leave you be and you can have your little ego be stroked by one our your harlots" Miguel then charged forward at Lee with his arms surging towards the tycoon's mid section. As he charged forwards, he yelled at him.

"Better start talking!"

COMBATSYS: Lee Chaolan dodges Miguel's Sea Surge.

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Miguel           1/---====/=======|=======\=====--\1      Lee Chaolan

[LEE CHAOLAN]
"Ha ha, oh Excellent~"

That is the response from the executive as Miguel does take the bait. He did not get enraged, which was a shame. Lee was hoping to lure out the anger, lure out a mistake. The hot-blooded Spainard was remarkably composed. As both arms came around surging straight towards Lee Chaolan, the swimsuit clad executive had little space to move. Backflipping, he manages to just slip out of reach of the initial charge. As he lands on both feet, he then immediately surges in low, underneath the arms. In case he had a follow through. All while his light voice sang.

"You think you will be walking away from this?"

"All you've done is just saved me the trouble of tracking you down." Lee Chaolan almost sounded bored as he dips into the side, crouching low. "I will say, very seriously, that what happened to your sister was tragic." Silver energy begins to build around him as he keeps low, still slipping into the flanks. "I would have enjoyed spending time with her before she passed on!" Lee Chaolan gives a playful wink to Miguel, as the silver energy washes over him. He leaps around, swinging the full force of his leg into a powerful back roundhouse, attempting to land the kick squarely across his head. All with a short laugh.

"Ha ha!"

COMBATSYS: Lee Chaolan successfully hits Miguel with Silver Cyclone.

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Miguel           2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|====---\-------\0      Lee Chaolan

[MIGUEL]
Miguel heard Lee talk about his sister. Miguel's head was down, his rage almost tearing him asunder. The round house kick that follows almost does just that. He rose from the ground and dusted himself off. He would make this vain manipulator pay for what he did.

Then Miguel started to laugh along with him. He just smiled along with Lee and laughed. "You remind me of her fiance you know" Miguel chuckled. Lee had quite a contagious laugh. He kept laughing as he closed in onto Lee. He then asked "You know what happened to him when I found out he was going marry my sister?". Miguel gave the answer with a punch that would send the leech flying across the sand leaving a blood stained drag line.

COMBATSYS: Miguel successfully hits Lee Chaolan with Burly Sneer.

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Miguel           0/-------/---<<<<|====---\-------\0      Lee Chaolan

[LEE CHAOLAN]
For a brief moment, they were both laughing.

Lee Chaolan stops laughing, when he remembers what Miguel laughing means.

The executive had a very narrow window. He snaps up his guard, throwing up his arm as the brawler erupts with full force. It was the best he could muster. And the best that Miguel could muster, with all his anger, cracks through the arm, smashing both Lee's own arms into his face as he is sent spiraling. Lee Chaolan scrapes across the sand, building up a huge ditch as he comes to a halt by the water. Lee Chaolan almost instinctively rises up, approaching right back to Miguel.

He had been hit that hard before.

His body was covered in sand and blood. He wipes the blood from his swollen face, a smirk still on his lips. "You actually hurt me." Lee Chaolan states firmly. "Actually hurt me. I want you to think about this Miguel. I want you to hold on to this." Lee Chaolan picks ups speed, breaking into a run, before leaping into the air. Throwing out a flying kick, he was aiming straight for Miguel's chest.

"Because it will be the only thing you will hold for a very long time~"

COMBATSYS: Lee Chaolan successfully hits Miguel with Silver Slash.

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Miguel           1/-------/<<<<<<<|=====--\-------\0      Lee Chaolan

[MIGUEL]
Miguel sent that little disgrace flying across the sands. He thought his face looked like a rotten plum. Miguel felt sheer joy when his fist hit Lee's face. That joy diminished when Lee came back feet first. Lee impacted him fully, leaving him gasping for breath.

Miguel now had only one thing on his mind, smashing up the rotten plum. Miguel screamed in a rage and went for Lee. He went to grab Lee by the arm. With the grip, he would give it a twist to bring him down lower. He would give him an enraged knee to the throat, sending him down to the blood stained sand. Giving what may be the last hit, he would stomp the degenerate right in the throat.

COMBATSYS: Miguel can no longer fight.

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Lee Chaolan      0/-------/--=====|

COMBATSYS: Miguel dazes Lee Chaolan with Bounty Beat!
- Power hit! -

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Lee Chaolan      0/-------/--=====|

Miguel finished his final assault, and fell forward on top of the speedo clad Chaolan.

[LEE CHAOLAN]
Lee Chaolan was through with this brute.

As the kick comes in, he recovers, standing fast as he pulls away a strand of hair from his eyes. This was the end. He would have this man thrown in jail, he would be broken, he would be- no. As Lee Chaolan recovers, he could sense the pure power coming from the rage. Miguel hurls himself into the man's arm, and Lee Chaolan tries to break the grip. Instead, the Spainard breaks him. Slamming him down into the sand, Lee had his throat and face stomped, over and over. Until, finally, he stops. Lee Chaolan gasps for air, writhing in the sand.

That wasn't so bad-

And Lee Chaolan squints his eyes... as Miguel falls on top of him. Ther eis a grunt as Lee's legs fly upwards, before landing back on the sand. Lee Chaolan wasn't getting back up. Two men, unconscious on the beach, one on top of the other. One would awaken in most cases, and then leave the other. That was the normal outcome.. But this was a private resort.

And the woman had her phone out for another reason.

The arrival of the Tekken Force descends swiftly on the beach. A team of Crows, generally assigned to security ventures like these resorts, were one of the most professional private security forces in the world... and well within the scope of G Corporation. The red uniformed soldiers train their firearms. They could have laughed.

They would save that for Heihachi.

Handcuffs. Zipties. Neck bracers. Miguel was getting locked down. Lee Chaolan is roused up into a stand. He was still unconscious. One of the soldiers breaks out the smelling salts, running it under his nostrils. They needed to rouse the man. Dazed, the executive steadily recovers. "Lee Chaolan! Are you hurt?!" Was the first question. The executive snarls. "Of course you fool! Is the man apprehended?!" He stares at the bound Miguel. The soldier nods. "Yes sir. Shall we escort him off the premises, and hand him over to the proper authorities?" Lee Chaolan, face still swollen, furiously shakes his head."No."

"Bring him to the -labs-"

Lee Chaolan looks down at the restrained Miguel. Enraged, he gives the brute a swift kick in the ribs. Wincing, he nearly collapses. He barely could stand, and falling backwards, one of the Tekken Force members catches him. Lee Chaolan leans into the soldier, continuing. "Men like that... don't deserve power. We'll fix him. We'll make him..."

"... Worthy to fight Ayame again."

The men escort both Lee and Miguel away from the beach, the executive unable to keep himself upright alone. "This is the last chance, Ayame. I've put so much, I've done so much for you. Disappoint me again..." Lee Chaolan pulls away a hair strand from in front of his menancing eyes.

"And it would seem you will need a trip to the lab too."

Log created on 17:14:45 07/03/2016 by Lee Chaolan, and last modified on 17:56:29 07/08/2016.