Match of the Millennium

Description: As the Neo-League comes, a haughty Seijyun High princess is forced to soil her hands fighting a dedicated, homeless fighter with incredible stone-channeled powers... and a strange ability to sense tremors.

[MITSURU]
Neo-League, huh.

THere was a funny list of extra-curriculum activities for Seijyun High. See, most of them fall within the lines of 'fine feminine activities.' A Tea Club. A Princess Club. All kinds of clubs, and extra stuff. What was sitting in the tattered remains, however, was Fight Club. It seemed too good to be true for Mitsuru. In some regards, it was. The club funding was heavily regulated; none of the money from officially sanctioned fighting could go into the coffers of the club. what wasn't regulated was the 'prize money' going straight to the coffers of Seijyun High, however, hence the sponsering... as well as the low, low membership. Still, Mitsuru was in good standing for now.

And she just wanted to fight.

"Yare yare daze, are we really doing this here?" The tall teenager scoffs as she stands in the busy street. Chinatown, at its best, was the likes of Genhanten and The Sleeping Dragon, a number one spot for dining. This part of Chinatown in Southtown? Food carts, all up and down. They wouldn't even let her take time off from school, strictly afterschool in this evening. The girl was at least allowed out of her girly Seijyun High uniform, taking in her bancho aesthetic. Dressed in her cap and longcoat, she was crossing her arms as she leaned between two carts, the Neo-League crew getting in place; already the food carts were clears out to allow the street for the fight. There was even a camera crew, while the carts are eager to sling their food to eager bystanders. And that was a calculation that Mitsuru didn't consider.

An audience.

She didn't know it was filmed. The lean girl gnaws on a plastic straw between her dressing, uncomfortably tapping her feet. She had come to fight, to show off and smash heads. But in front of a camera... well, the fact was that all this time she was working hard to avoid fights with witnesses. Second thoughts were running through her head.

Though her mask of glowering did its best to conceal it.

[MEI LIN]
As the crowd clears up, a young teenager remains behind in the middle of the street. His gaze seemed to be staring off the distant, absent-mindedly but the way his legs shift slightly as he gets in an obvious fighting stance proved that he was more than just a by stander.

If Mitsuru had expected a tough opponent, a first glance at him might be a bit disappointing. For a young man he seemed rather short and scrawny, not to mention his clothes had seen better days, slightly ragged and dirty. In fact, it almost looks like they picked the first hobo they found in the street for this fight and his blank gaze might make it feel like he's not all there.

He raises both hands up, fingers outstretched like claws, a smirk growing on his lips, "Don't worry, you won't knock me out of the street... You, on the other hand..."

COMBATSYS: Mei Lin has started a fight here.

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Mei Lin          0/-------/-------|

COMBATSYS: Mitsuru has joined the fight here.

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Mei Lin          0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0          Mitsuru

[MITSURU]
This was it?

Mitsuru strides out to her opponent, gnawing on the straw. Looming over him, she looks down on the shorter man, rolling the straw between her teeth, utterly dismissing him. Though her stern eyes glance over nervously at the crew. Was this 'fight club' and the neo-league? Hobo fights in Chinatown while people filmed it? She glances back at the man, spitting the straw out at his feet. Sneering, she looks him in the eye. "Good grief, have you ever taken a bath? I bet they pulled you from one of those trash cans there. Are they paying you in leftover noodles?" She rolls her head, arms crossed, as she steps back. "Whatever. I'll make this fast, so you can get back digging for your meal." She scoffs, as she glances back at the crew. The judge, shaking his head, waves at her. She stares.

"FIGHT!"

Mitsuru almost jumps out of her skin, as she scrambles her fists up. She was clearly panicking, as she charges up with a silvery-white energy into her fist. Looking to the judge, the camera, the audience, and finally back at Mei Lin, she seems to get into her head that he's attacking RIGHT NOW! Scowling with all her might, she grits her teeth as she -hurls- her fist forward, stepping backwards. "OR-ORA!" She bellows gruffly. And from it, a shimmering, formless ball of platinum chi hovers out, a thin vapory essence aimed at Mei Lin. It wasn't a hadoken.

But it was truly a chi flame.

COMBATSYS: Mei Lin instinctively blocks Mitsuru's Wild Tiger Fist.

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Mei Lin          0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0          Mitsuru

[MEI LIN]
Mei Lin lowers his gaze slightly as he feels something touching the ground in front of him. The girl's comment about his hygine makes him flustered and he glares at the girl, "Wha.. What are you talking about?" He wishes he had a smart repartee, but since Mitsuru more or less spoke the truth about him...

Mei Lin remains staionnary after the judge shouts out, not reacting yet to Mitsuru's outburst of energy. As the ball of blue flames head for him, the young man moves at the last second, his forearms move to shield himself form the impact, sweeping his arms to dismiss a part of the energy while the rest causes him to stagger back a step.

Mei Lin grits his teeth and leans forward, the pavement ondulating like a wave and carrying him straight for Mitsuru, allowing him to charge at her without moving his feet in the slightest except at he last moment where he lunges at her to try and tackle her.

COMBATSYS: Mitsuru blocks Mei Lin's Landslide.

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Mei Lin          0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0          Mitsuru

[MITSURU]
"What the hell!?"

Mitsuru's sputtering response comes as knocks away the blast. It slowed him down, yes, but when the pavement rips up, he rides the wave of earth to her disbelief. Gritting her own teeth, she crosses her arms, and digs her heel down to take the impact hard. Refusing to lose her footing, she grunts in pain as he comes in with the takedown. Her coat fluttering on impact, she eases out, growling as she keeps her footing steady. Uncrossing her arms, she turns up her nose in pain. She was expecting a flailing hobo.

Not -this- stuff.

"What, are you stupid too?" She bites, as her own words seem to invigorate her. "Filthy and an idiot; where the hell did you learn to do -that- though!?" She snarls, as she lunges back with a staggering right cross. Her technique was wild, uncontrolled, unrefined. She might be talking down on Mei Lin's appearance, but for a fighting stance? She was relying on brute force instead of precision, bringing in her other hand to round out the combination with a relentless offense. Two blows to hammer hard into Mei Lin. All with that air of insecurity.

The kind of presence only someone used to punching down would have.

COMBATSYS: Mei Lin fails to interrupt Strong Punch from Mitsuru with Steel Tiger Claws.

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Mei Lin          0/-------/----===|===----\-------\0          Mitsuru

[MEI LIN]
Recovering from his own charge tackle, Mei Lin staggers a step or two before he regains his fighting stance : knees bent slightly, low center of gravity with his two hands opened in claw-like ways in front of him.

The way the girl shouts cause him to smile a bit, "The thing you get to learn when you're trying to earn your left-over noodles," He comments, more or less staring blankly in her direction.

The moment she attacks, Mei Lin reacts, attempting to sweep off Mitsuru's first punch and deflect it with his hand. Unfortunately, he performs his technique a bit too early, causing his hand to simply sweep off in the air uselessly just before he finally gets hit by the first punch...

He takes a step back at he first punch... And then the second causes him to take a few steps back, breaking his stance for a moment. He seems a bit stunned from her assault, still recovering as he brings one hand up to his face to rub off a bit of blood that was drooling down his nose.

It was going to leave a mark, a nice black-eye most likely. "You hit harder than I would have thought,"

[MITSURU]
It shouldn't be anything to be mad about.

As the two blows comes hammering in, she proves that yes, she DOES hit hard. Even the slight taunt seems to be shrugged off, as she lands the duo, her surprising strength managing to keep him off balanced. As she draws blood, she almost looks shocked in a moment, instinctively looking towards the camera. But the look of shock fades into hot anger, as he makes a light comment. 'You hit harder than I would have thought'

""What the hell does that mean!?"

Mitsuru bristles visibly, gnashing her teeth as she steps after Mei Lin, following up the punches with MORE punches. "You think because I'm one of those DAINTY SEIJYUN HIGH SCHOOLERS that I can't fight? I bet you expected I would dap you with a damned Umbrella?! I guess you are crazy, stupid, AND DISGUSTING!" Hammering left and right, faster and faster, she begins to flow alight with silver energy, as she rapidly pounds faster and faster and faster. The blows gets weaker as they speed up, though the sheer volume was what was coming to play now. Her meaningful language fades away, as she begins to chant at her own punching.

"ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA!!!"

COMBATSYS: Mei Lin endures Mitsuru's Blazing Hell Fist EX.

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Mei Lin          0/-------/=======|===----\-------\0          Mitsuru

[MEI LIN]
Her question seems to catch Mei Lin off guard for a second. "Well, no, I..." He stammers. How was it possible for him to explain this to her? That he just 'felt' the shape of her body and it didn't make him believe she'd be this kind of fighter. No, it was impossible to explain without getting into the details, and in the heat of the fight it wouldn't work out well.

Unfortunately for him, it seems he has just ended un angering her more. Without any good options, Mei Lin settles with enduring each of those blows and standing his ground, his punch causing him to groan in pain as he's getting mauled without any form of retaliation... With each of her 'ora' came a groan of pain from him as his body twisted from the impact of each blow. All of this so he doesn't lose his position against her.

When she finally seems to tire herself from the rapid successive blows, Mei Lin tries to take the opportunity to finally counter. He shouts and unleahes all of his agony into a succession of two rapid punches, followed by an elbow smash toward Mitsuru's midsection. She then stomps the ground and causes a slab of solid earth to surge right in front of his foot to then shove Mitsuru away.

COMBATSYS: Mitsuru endures Mei Lin's Iron Dragon Fist.

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Mei Lin          1/------=/=======|=======\-------\1          Mitsuru

[MITSURU]
The 'shape' of her body did seem off.

After all, she was thin and wiry; sure she was muscled but she wasn't, erm, big in that sense. The nature of it wasn't quite clear, as the angry rapid-fire attack continues. As he stands his ground, he gets just in the right position, and before Mitsuru knows it... he is rioting right back into her.

And she roars as she refuses to let up.

The punching chain has to break as the two punches come. Taking the blow to the head, she groans as she forces herself to keep in. Unlike her opponent, it did seem that she lacked a certain normal toughness; even now she was relying on a kind of soft technique that becomes apparent as the elbow comes. "You're wrong! You're so stupid and wrong!" She sputters out. She wasn't making any effort to dodge; she was just trying to muscle through. Leaning hard into it, she cuts it short by keeping aggressive, forcinga clinch as the stomp comes. As the stone comes, she is actually stepping up into it as she keeps that forward momentum. She leaps off it, as she flings a kick straight at him. And a second, and then, a third. Mitsuru flails her legs in a wild three-strike kicking chain, ending with an overhead attack at the end as she brings her long legs up to try and and bring her opponent down.

Stomping all the way.

COMBATSYS: Mei Lin blocks Mitsuru's Dragon Killing Spiral.

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Mei Lin          1/-----==/=======|=======\-------\1          Mitsuru

[MEI LIN]
Both fighters are aggressively punching the hell out of each other without much care for their well being, enduring each other's punches. The pain from the repeated punches and the effort was starting to take its toll on Mei Lin, who shows sign of wearing down, panting after his last onslaught.

Mei Lin barely has the time to lift his arms up to block the kick as Mitsuru reckless bursts through her blast of earth. He takes a step back from the blow, his arm absorbing the impact of each kick. As she leaps over his head, Mei Lin drops to one knee and crosses her arms to block the diving kick.

"You think you're any better!? Because my clothes are dirty, I'm just some filthy worthless hobo!? You don't think I can fight!? You've judged me the moment you laid eyes on me!" Mei Lin growls and retaliates with a powerful palm thrust aimed at Mitsuru's midsection.

COMBATSYS: Mitsuru interrupts Strong Punch from Mei Lin with Rumbling Death Spiral.

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Mei Lin          1/-======/=======|>>>>>--\-------\0          Mitsuru

[MITSURU]
Frankly, people were getting their money's worth just watching the punch off.

The frenzy of punches break, as the kicks finally come to play. Mitsuru's own fatigue was gnawing at her; this kind of offense could not be sustained, and she did not have a build for endurance. She needed pacing, and her temper wasn't allowing it. As he growls back, however, bringing his own attack, she immediately snarls back. "I -am- better than you!" Mitsuru scoffs, as her voice gets higher. "I'm not some low blood-"

And she screams in frustration as her eyes go wide.

"Look what you made me do!" She babbles out. Whatever Mei Lin did, it seemed to have driven Mitsuru into a second wind, as she turns hard into the palm strike. Grunting in pain, she responds rising up with a hurricane kick into the air, intercepting the punch as it smashes into her. Blazing with silver energy, she continues her pivot as she gives a second aerial kick. She drop with a heel drop with a final kick, letting the pair land as she keeps a foot on Mei, staring down at him, face bright red. "I'm -not- a princess. I'm -not- a brat. I'm not one of them!"

"You're just pathetic!"

[MEI LIN]
Aerial attacks were such a pain for Mei Lin... That slight moment where his opponent literally disappeared out of his sight. While he has become rather good at figuring out where they are, it... Wasn't always easy.

Like this particular time.

With him still staring blankly where Mitusur used to be, discombobulated by her flurry of spinning kick. Caught in the hurriance, Mei Lin is sent flying a moment, which makes it all the worse for his senses. He finally lands on the ground and groan in pain, even more so as Mitsuru stomps on him afterward.

He squirms on the ground and coughs a bit, his hands reaching out for that foot that was crushing his ribcage. Her lips curl into a smile, "Huh, if you feel... The need to shout it like that... There must be more truth to it... Then you're willing to admit..."

The young man heaves a soft sigh and closes his eyes, trying to regain his focus. The ground around them shatters and collapses about a foot or two into the ground, leaving a five feet radius crate more or less, as if Mitsuru's foot had such strength it was causing this... Though it was all Mei Lin's doing, the earth underneath them moving, shifting at the edge of the crater, half a dozen spikes of hard rock earth bursting in all around Mitsuru in an attempting to crush her.

COMBATSYS: Mei Lin successfully hits Mitsuru with Buried Alive.

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Mei Lin          0/-------/-----==|>>>>---\-------\0          Mitsuru

[MITSURU]
Mitsuru does not react well.

As Mei Lin's barbs comes out, she releases her pressure just enough as she turns a brighter red. "SHUT UP! SHUT UP!" She shrieks. She seems about ready to stomp him down... as the earth rumbles around her. Enraged and resolved, she is aat least quick to figure out that she isn't that strong. Panicked, she curls up, as she readies for anything. Well, almost anything. She gasps in surprise, and then pain as the stone spikes jut out at her.

And she refuses to yield.

Even as the full force crushes around her, she grits and endures and curls up, crossing her arms as she had so many times before. Soon, that isn't evne enough as she is impaled, blood and bruise covering her as she lets out a pathetic moan of pain. "Can't you see?" She whimpers, blinking hard. "Can't you see what you're doing?!" Desperate, wild words come out, as she tenses up, less as a gruff harsh woman, but as a confused girl.

Innocent of what she thinks she is saying.

A surge of force boils over her, chi boiling over her as she gives an draining effort. The spikes shatter, as she is finally freed. The exhausted girl doesn't waste time to recover. Desperately, she swings her leg around, firing straight at Mei Lin with a rushing diving kick, aiming to land with a second crater within the crater.

Whether or not Mei Lin was in her path.

COMBATSYS: Mitsuru successfully hits Mei Lin with Heaven And Earth.

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Mei Lin          0/-------/-----==|>>>>>>>\-------\0          Mitsuru

[MEI LIN]
Mei Lin barely bought himself enough time with his chi attack to get to his knees. He had hope Mitsuru would have remained stuck just a bit longer, but it doesn't seem to be the case as he can feel the stone spikes shattering from the sheer surge of force coming from his opponent.

He braces himself, steadying himself for the blow to come with utmost calm and serenity, as if he had accepted his fate his muscles flexe as he takes her diving kick right on his shoulder, his focus delaying the pain, his body going beyond its endurance moementarily but it wouldn't last too long.

The force of the impact causes the crater to dig itself deeper as well, the force causing him to fall on all four. He felt his endurance slips away, a last bit of energy before the pain catches up on his body and he can't go on. He coughs and smiles, "Ah... Funny that you'd say that.." He says, though mostly to himself.

With his his remaining strength, he lifts his fist up in the air and smacks them on the ground to cause a pillar of hard earth to erupt from the pavement once more to, hopefully knock Mitsuru away from him.

COMBATSYS: Mei Lin can no longer fight.

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COMBATSYS: Mitsuru blocks Mei Lin's Stone Spike.

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Mitsuru          1/-------/<<<<<<<|

[MITSURU]
"No!" Spits Mitsuru.

"It's not funny! You're not funny! I hate you, I hate you!" She snarls as she stands over him in the megacrater. "You're an asshole! A worthless, homeless asshole! And you..." She is cut off as the fists come up. Immediately, she throws her arms up, flinching away. It wasn't refined. But as she stumbles back, the spike pillar erupts up. She leans down into it, as it tears into her arms. She screams in pain as she smashes back at them, her sleeves in tatters. She hated this. She would need to ask her parents for more money for a new jacket. They would be pissed, especially when...

And she looks at the camera.

She pouts for a moment, face still red as she crosses her arms gingerly. Her sleeves were blooded. She was away from Mei Lin now; at least her rage wouldn't lead her to stomp the man while he was down. Her ribs hurt so bad. She didn't like to hurt. She touches her nose briefly, where Natsu... punched her before. She didn't like them hitting back. She was breathing hard, excited, very excited. She hated being hit back. But she loved this. She loved the fight. "Did I..." She was still red faced, as she turns up her nose from Mei Lin, looking away from him, and yet...

"I bet you found me really impressive, huh?"

COMBATSYS: Mitsuru has ended the fight here.


[MEI LIN]
Mei Lin just lies unconscious in the crater, a wrecked mess. Someone ought to take him out of there or, who knows, they'll let the hobo in its hole and ignore him.

One thing was sure though : he's going to be dreaming of all this nice food he can smell, and probably need to find leftovers noodles somewhere. Again.

[MITSURU]
The medical team begin to rush upon Mei Lin, as Mitsuru scowls. He wasn't answering her. Of course, he couldn't, but she was convinced she was just pretending to be unconscious. That's what happened in fights when you wanted to avoid people, right. "Yare yare daze..." She says out loud, shaking her head. And walking away from him, her voice drops very quiet. "Worthless low blood peasant..." She mutters to herself softly. "The indiginity of not listening to me..."

And she gives a tiny scream of frustration, walking away from Chinatown.

Log created on 14:34:50 11/02/2018 by Mitsuru, and last modified on 00:06:19 11/03/2018.