Match of the Millennium

Description: Bolivar knowingly walks into an ambush to face the Black Lotus, the murderer of Lt. Lita Luwanda, and engages her in a one-sided Kombat duel. After being humiliated and soundly maimed, he is interrogated and left for dead in the Living Forest, at the mercy of the trees.

[LOTUS]
The forest was getting to become Lotus' favorite hunting ground. The branches give great angles for ambush!

Having heard Bolivar tracking her in the wastes, she has since done her best to lure him away from the camp she had been using and into more useful terrain. She knows Bolivar is coming, and seeing as he seems to have followed her, assumes he came looking for her specificly after all!

So much the better, assuming she survives.....

At present, Bolivar knows only that his target is here..... somewhere.

[BOLIVAR]
Bolivar, in his last remaining khaki suit, slowly walks along the trail through the living forest, the strange sounds of creaking, living wood setting his nerves alight. He wears his sunglasses to hide the direction of his eyes and mask some of his face's intent in a foe's subconscious, although he is not sure how these apparent monstrosties surrounding him judge him. Or how intelligent they are. He is on the hunt of another target, the one that killed Lita. He had heard she had gone down this direction, meaning he was being lured into an ambush. That is a prison rule, being told someone is going somewhere equates to being trapped. He had done the same with Sorcha, and she was no longer on this plane of existence. He slowly scans his eyes across the forest, knowing that Lotus will be hard to spot, but completely aware of how to spot her.

He slowly comes to a halt where the foliage is the densest above the living thickets likely to consume someone, and slowly draws his knife. As the souls churning in the sky above shift about, he extends the slim kapap blade, bending it to shine a glimmer of sick moonlight about. As he does so, he withdraws a single cigarette from his pocket, and he lights it left handed, a cultural trick from Ireland that offends certain imbalanced personality. It's a herbal cigarette, of course, without nicotine, but the stated visual effect is still there. He slips the lighter away, keeping the knife out as the violent challenge combined with the hand-based insult.

COMBATSYS: Bolivar has started a fight here.

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Bolivar          0/-------/-------|

COMBATSYS: Lotus has joined the fight here.

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Bolivar          0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0            Lotus

COMBATSYS: Lotus equips a shining Dark Red Soul Shard.

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Bolivar          0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0        [E] Lotus

COMBATSYS: Bolivar equips a luminous Flaming Yellow Soul Shard.

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0        [E] Lotus

[LOTUS]
Above him, his prey wisps from branch to branch, never far, but unseen and unheard.... waiting....

When he stops to light the smoke, Lotus' smirk becomes a grin. She sees his knife drawn... but what the hell! This may be her best chance! With a silent leap, she hurls herself into space, coming down from behind with her clawed-metal filigree, aiming to pounce Bolivar, get a hold of him, and make him bleed all at once!

COMBATSYS: Bolivar channels the veins of the burning blood.

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0        [E] Lotus

COMBATSYS: Bolivar fails to interrupt Catch the Prey from Lotus with Dragging Limb Flip.

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/---====|=------\-------\0        [E] Lotus

[BOLIVAR]
Bolivar looks around carefully, inhaling on the cigarette, as his eyes shift towards his knife. He sees the faint silhouette behind him reflected by the blade, and swings around as she jumps down behind him. His left arm snaps out at her as he attempts to catch her for a jiu jitsu reverse, but is tackled to the ground beneath her, his knife falling from his hand as his cigarette goes flying in a cloud of orange embers. The claws dig into him through his suit and his flesh rends, and he screams, even as his ring surges, filling him with adrenaline.

COMBATSYS: Lotus channels the strength of the killing fist.

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/---====|=------\-------\0        [E] Lotus

[LOTUS]
Without missing a beat, as she tears her claws free, Lotus reaches for her daggers. Her chest-set red gem glooooooows brightly as she grins at him for a beat before swiping each at his chest, then attempting to impale his wrists with the dual blades! Particular care is taken to aim for the arteries present therein for extra effect! "You shoulda stayed away, mister man sir!" she coos at him "Now you might not get another chance!"

COMBATSYS: Lotus channels the glare of the vicious eye.

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/---====|=------\-------\0        [E] Lotus

COMBATSYS: Bolivar blocks Lotus' Exsanguinate.

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/--=====|=------\-------\0        [E] Lotus

[BOLIVAR]
Bolivar grits his teeth as he bleeds all over himself and Lotus, and struggles as the daggers come out. He turns his forearms so the daggers slice over his wrists without impaling them, letting them glance downwards towards him. His thumbs extend and he locks them just behind her grips on the dirks, so they don't puncture him in his attempt to save his arteries. He bares his teeth and attempts to wrap the rest of his fingers around the wrists, his legs coming up to lock his knees beneath her ribs with his tall, agile frame. As he emits a low hiss, he attempts to twist Lotus around beneath him with a bodily twist and sudden roll, releasing her arms and putting both hands on her neck, choking. His sunglasses hide his eyes, reflecting her face on his eyes the entire time.

COMBATSYS: Lotus blocks Bolivar's Choke Hold.

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0        [E] Lotus

[LOTUS]
Lotus corrects quickly when her wrist-stabs are mostly avoided. She fights back when he bends and twists, resisting his attempts to position her, and when he goes for her throat, all he gets is her wrists, interposed between his deadly grip and her soft breathing apperatus!

"Nice try big boy!" she quips, as she spins her arms, trying to reverse his grips, before attempting to use a shoulder throw to flip him face down in the dirt!

COMBATSYS: Bolivar channels the spread of the lightning nerves.

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/--=====|=------\-------\0        [E] Lotus

COMBATSYS: Lotus successfully hits Bolivar with Medium Throw.
Glancing Blow

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0        [E] Lotus

[BOLIVAR]
Bolivar is sent rolling away as the yellow Soul Shard on the ring he wears on his right middle finger glows, bathing him in golden light as he rolls to his feet before he's sent into the carnivorous thicket. He quickly reverses the momentum with a brief sprinter's posture, dashing at Lotus. He scoops up his knife off the ground on the way towards Lotus and flips it about in his hand to a position holding it down, then performs a trio of backslashes, one forward, one backwards, and one diagonally down in a stabbing motion, aiming at Lotus' face and neck.

COMBATSYS: Lotus dodges Bolivar's Delta Slash.

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0        [E] Lotus

[LOTUS]
"THAT'S THE SPIRIT!" is Lotus' response to seeing him go for the knife! NOW he's playing her game! As he comes, she dashes towards him in return! She ducks the first, which still manages to just catch several red hairs off the top of her head. The second she leans back out of the way of, again the strike almost hitting as it leaves a gash in her blouse! The third she leaps sideways to avoid, allowing it to instead strike the tree that had been behind her!

Considering the damage this does to the poor tree, it's a good thing Lotus evaded it. Would NOT have been pretty!

With a series of high speed movements, she zips around Bolivar, slashing at him with her weapons at arms, abdoman, neck, and upper legs, aiming for the critical places each time!

COMBATSYS: Lotus channels the strength of the killing fist.

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0        [E] Lotus

COMBATSYS: Bolivar blocks Lotus' Slice and Dice.

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0        [E] Lotus

[BOLIVAR]
Bolivar's knife sinks into the tree, and there's a malevolent groan that causes Bolivar to shiver in primal, primitive terror. He's liking this tournament less and less. He yanks the knife out of the true and turns about to attempt to follow Lotus as she moves around him at rapid speeds, his knife attempting to match hers. He turns several knife strokes aside, but still takes a few deep slashes across his upper body and torso, his neck and abdomen protected, however. He flips his knife up into an upward position in his fist, then palms it with his long painter's fingers and gives her a feint slash at her face, hoping to frighten her with the prospect of a stab to the eyes, attempting to force her down. If successful, he launches himself forward with his left palm aimed at her right collarbone, forcing his higher center of gravity above her lower, to push her to the ground beneath him and let him pivot off with the sole collar to support his weight for a proper moment, before he rolls off behind her and above her, moving past and twisting to his feet.

COMBATSYS: Lotus blocks Bolivar's Improvised Throw.

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0        [E] Lotus

[LOTUS]
Impressive! He's keeping up with her! When the feint comes she plays along. Lotus knows knives, and while it COULD do damage to her, it wouldnt be substantial. She guesses he has ANOTHER reason.....

SMACK! His strike impacts her crossed arms, the shock running down the limbs, no doubt causing some damage, but the majority of it halted and robbed of it's power! Without missing a beat, she leaps, sending her knee racing towards his face and nose at full force!

COMBATSYS: Bolivar full-parries Lotus' Crushing Strike!!

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Bolivar [E]      1/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0        [E] Lotus

[BOLIVAR]
Bolivar's free hand swings out to strike the knee aside, sending Lotus spinning away instead of merely dodging, to force an awkward landing. He swings around low, sending the toe of the combat boot he wears on his foot into the back of Lotus' knee, his stance low to avoid any retaliation. As he does so, his ring flares with yellow light, a gliding flow of energy along his hamstring. "Poor luck," is all he comments, impassionately.

COMBATSYS: Bolivar channels the strength of the killing fist.

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Bolivar [E]      1/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0        [E] Lotus

COMBATSYS: Bolivar channels the glare of the vicious eye.

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Bolivar [E]      1/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0        [E] Lotus

COMBATSYS: Lotus blocks Bolivar's Toe Kick EX.

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0        [E] Lotus

[LOTUS]
With an audible "Oof!" Lotus lands hard, and off balance slightly. His attack, however, IS expected. You never get an enemy into a position with their back to you and NOT try to full advantage of it!

She turns her head just enough to see him coming, see him go low, and quickly twists her torso at an almost unnatural angle, her arm knocking the offending foot away from her, leaving a nasty bruise in the process! "ALmost, sweets!" she says, almost leaning over backwards to stare up at him, grinning.

After a beat, she plants the arm that had redirected his kick, and does a flip, bringing the very leg he tried to kick down at his shoulder at high speed!

COMBATSYS: Lotus successfully hits Bolivar with Power Strike.

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/----===|===----\-------\0        [E] Lotus

[BOLIVAR]
Bolivar spins to the side as his kick is redirected, gritting his teeth and baring them in a frown. And then, the leg comes down at his shoulder, his knife dropping out of his hand as he screams out in pain, moving to a knee as he feels his bone crunch, cartilidge being wrenched between joints. His fingers shake and clutch before going limp, and tears well up in his eyes at the same time as they shudder with pain and rage. He looks up at her from his knee, arm hanging there, and sees that this rampaging assassin, that tore through Lt. Luwanda and who knows who else, has one good trait. She does what she does for fun, indicating she may stop one day, once she has reached peace. Perhaps, before he leaves this mortal plane - even if it is in minutes - he can put her on this path.
But there is pressing business at hand.

Bolivar rises from his knee suddenly, and swings his left arm down, his hand aimed at her neck with a hard chop into the base, where it meets her back and collarbone.

"There is pleasure in contemplation, you know, not merely fighting. And friends are more important than battle. Do not take my path. Or some day, you will look through my eyes at you."

COMBATSYS: Lotus dodges Bolivar's Ruby Carnation.

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0        [E] Lotus

COMBATSYS: Lotus channels the glare of the vicious eye.

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0        [E] Lotus

COMBATSYS: Lotus channels the strength of the killing fist.

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0        [E] Lotus

[LOTUS]
As Bolivar stops, so too does Lotus, eyes locked onto him as inquisitiveness mixes with her maddened gaze. What IS she going to do with him? Kill him? Maybe. Letting him live could mean him killing HER later.....

!!!!

She has mere seconds to react as he suddenly comes up swinging with a brutal strike aimed at her neck! She only just barely blurs sideways in time for the attack to swing harmlessly past her, the force of it alone causing a shockwave in the air that blows her hair and clothes with gale-like force!

Hoping to take advantage of any potential recovery time, she blurs forwards, leaping and twisting so she can land on his shoulders! Bending down so her eyes, upside down, are staring into his, she grins that mad grin of hers "Right now, the SMART thing is to worry more about what i might do to you, rather than some kind of philosophical bullshit". She then leaps straight up gem shining red, and as she drops down, SLICES downwards with her fingers filigree claws along his back with all 10 fingers plus the force of gravity! "Besides, the giggles are ALWAYS my friends!".

Hit or miss, she gives a demented laugh

COMBATSYS: Bolivar channels the fortress of the steel will.

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0        [E] Lotus

COMBATSYS: Lotus successfully hits Bolivar with Vicious Rake.

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/--=====|=====--\-------\0        [E] Lotus

COMBATSYS: Bolivar channels the veins of the burning blood.

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Bolivar [E]      1/---====/=======|=====--\-------\0        [E] Lotus

COMBATSYS: Bolivar channels the glare of the vicious eye.

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Bolivar [E]      1/---====/=======|=====--\-------\0        [E] Lotus

[BOLIVAR]
Bolivar swings about as he misses with the strike, squinting through tears at the friction of air moving over his face. His knees contort into a narrow bend as she stands on his shoulders, his face freezing in a look of resigned fright as she speaks to him. He attempts to move forward as she jumps upwards and off him, but is unable to manuever well due to his disabled right arm, and instead emits a howl as the claws tear down his back, blood smearing all over Lotus' claws as he falls forward, his hands falling to the musty soil of the Living Forest. He heaves in pain as he stands back up, and swings around to face Lotus, his right hand swinging upwards between her jaw and her throat with a finger strike, able to hold his fingers rigid despite being unable to make a fist.

COMBATSYS: Lotus channels the fortress of the steel will.

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/-----==|=====--\-------\0        [E] Lotus

COMBATSYS: Lotus parries Bolivar's Quiver Palm!

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/-----==|======-\-------\0        [E] Lotus

[LOTUS]
YES! BLOOD! GORE! MESS! AHHAHAHAHAHA!

Ok, it's more like just a pair of red streaks more or less having flayed Bolivars back. Still, Lotus can't help but stop and enjoy the feel of it splashing over her face and body. She's just fucked up that way.....

It ALMOST leads to a disaster for her. She doesn't expect Bolivar to come around the way he does, and her pupils dialite visibly in suprise as he does so. She can tell from the look of his stance and strike that it's gonna be REALLY bad!

It's all she is able to do to literally fall backwards and try to push herself OUT of the way of the attack! While successful, it is only JUST enough. The strike, instead, connects with the tree that had been behind her, an explosion of bark and whatever else is inside of these things as the force drives through it!

Afterwards, Lotus looks up, and is visibly shocked again when she sees the huge hole blasted right through the trunk of the tree!

That could easily have been her head!

She gathers what wits she can, and rushes the hopefully exhausted Bolivar. Trying to loop around behind him, she sends a dagger strike at the armpit of his other arm, hoping to disable it, and if possible, his ability to fight.

COMBATSYS: Lotus successfully hits Bolivar with Random Strike EX.

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/----===|======-\-------\0        [E] Lotus

[BOLIVAR]
Bolivar's fingers slam into the branch of the tree after missing Lotus, splinters flying about as a scream erupts from before him. The distraction allows his mortal rival to get behind him and jam the dagger into his other arm, causing a hiss of pain to arise from him as his left arm shakes. He falls forward, blood gushing out of the wound, feeling the cold of blood loss in his extremities as grey and red surrounds his vision. With one, final shout of defiance, he thrusts himself backwards, attempting to drive Lotus and himself back into another tree, despite the damage to both of his arms. His soul shard flickers yellow with energy, giving him a boost of effort, before going dim.

COMBATSYS: Bolivar channels the glare of the vicious eye.

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Bolivar [E]      0/-------/----===|======-\-------\0        [E] Lotus

COMBATSYS: Bolivar can no longer fight.

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Lotus [E]        0/-------/-======|

COMBATSYS: Bolivar successfully hits Lotus with Rebound Throw.

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Lotus [E]        1/-------/=======|

[LOTUS]
The final last-ditch move takes Lotus by suprise, and she is crunched between him and the tree in question quite painfully, almost knocking the wind out of her!

Looking at the larger man before her, she brings up a foot, kicking at the back of his knee with just enough force to bring him down with breaking the joint. Once he is on his knees, his arms currently damaged to uselessness, she walks casually around to stand in front of him, standing a few moments silently as she stares.

Then.... words! "Answer my questions, and i might just let you leave here alive. Who are you? Why were you following me?"...... after a moment, that grin "what's the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow!". It was too good to pass up......

[BOLIVAR]
Bolivar drops to his knees, hands before him, breathing heavily a he feels blood pump out of him. He'll make it, as long as she doesn't execute him, assuming the trees don't take him first. "Bolivar Montiero Diez, United Nations representative. Lt. Lita Luwanda was your victim, she is a fellow military representative at this tournament. My orders are to eliminate dangerous personality profiles at the tournament," he breathes, knowing not to resist interrogation when torture or lethal consequences are involved, regardless of any macho concept taught in media. He's been in prison. "Forgive me if I am not a humorous man. My life has not been humorous since I was twelve."

[LOTUS]
"BAH!" comes Lotus' response "EVERYONE should know that line and it's proper response!" She leans down and glares eye to eye "No cookie for you!". She gives him a light kick, enough to hurt and make her point but not do serious damage

"Well, Mr.Bolivar Montiero Diez. What am i to do with you now..... i COULD kill you... right here... right now.... a nice warm bloodshower for the trees!". She grins over at him as she walks around him again ".... then again, i COULD let you go. Now that i have your measure, and that i can kick your ass, killing you now seems almost...." she stops to think of a word.... "anticlimactic!".

"How many other agents of this 'United Nations' are here besides you and your.... " she giggles faintly ".... deceased compatriot?"

[BOLIVAR]
Bolivar grunts at the light kick, his shoulders sulking briefly. "The only other member I've met is Daniel Little, Interpol. There was a Russian Special Forces operative, Sergei Vladimir, but he's dead," he hisses through his teeth, clearly still showing resistance despite being cooperative. He leaves out the fact that Interpol does not know his real purpose here.

[LOTUS]
Lotus seems suprised at this information, and gives a sharp laugh.

She makes up her mind.... and draws one of her knives.

"This is too entertaining. I suppose SOMEone has to let this group of yours know not to FUCK with me..... so i'm gonna do the dumb but fun thing and let you go! Buuuuuut......". As she walks around behind him, with a swift motion, she shears one of his ears off the side of his head, catching it with her other hand "MINE! Have fun getting back to the caaaaaaaastle!".

Lotus plants her foot on his back, and kicks him from his knees upright to his hands and knees, and turns around and walks off, leaving him to his own devices from here!

COMBATSYS: Lotus has ended the fight here.

Log created on 21:43:34 10/25/2016 by Bolivar, and last modified on 01:02:33 10/26/2016.