NFG Season One - A Test Of Your Reflexes!

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Description: Searching for Braun and Hawksley leads Djamila to Blazin' HQ and a random encounter not exactly synched to her current character level!

Blazin' HQ hasn't seen much by way of a lot of activity since the final tournament began. While -technically- the job of the mentors and sponsors is done, they've still been presented as teams but the training has largely come to an end and it's no longer team vs team but pretty much every man for himself. The training center still exists, however, and still provides a home for the team members and so one supposes there's a degree of loyalty and tribalism still present even if it's been awhile since they've gathered here as a group.

Thus, Kongou is not particularly surprised when he arrives by means of the still busted back-entrance used for bringing in heavy equipment and cargo, and make shis way into the larger gymnasium to look around appraisingly. The hole in the rough and walls caused by the NOL's attack on him have long been fixed and its usual character has been restored.

For now, he just stands in the center of the room, looking it over and then over towards a large TV that is displaying the latest news in NFG happenings.

"Djamila had a wonderful date yesterday, she cleared things up with Kenzo about things that were on her mind. Today was a new day. She decided to see if Hawksley was back here. That would mean Coco was out of the hospital, most likely. Or perhaps Braun is there, and she could tell him she's sorry he lost. It was a nice walk anyway, so she might as well try as she is so close.

She walks close to the big building, and she uses her staff to knock on the door.

She waits a bit after and then tries to open the door. If it opens she peeks her head in. "Hello? Anybody there?" Truthfully, she didn't know if they were still living here or what, so better to check directly. "It's a Djamila here. Looking for Hawksley or Braun, or anyone really." Of course if the door is locked, she can't do that. Either way, now she waits.

Coco is most certainly not out of the hospital if the sound of the news report is any indication. In fact, Abigail's fighttube message just finishes playing, wrapping up the latest bit of gossip of the fighting circuit and NFG happenings just as the dancer makes her way in.

Kongou inclines his head, turning slightly away from the TV as the door opens and then turning completely to look upon Djamila as she walks in. Both of his eyebrows raise in surprise and then the gigas emits a rumbling, cheerful, room shaking, "Weelllll there! Look who it is! Has Team Metal come to visit Team Blaze?"

The goliath remains unmoved, just looking on her and waiting for her to fully enter into the chamber, "What brings you to this part of Metro City. You enjoy wandering, it seems! How interesting..."

Djamila can heal herself with the wind, so she probably didn't realize the severity of Coco's injuries, even if she knew it was nasty.

"Kongou!" She says as she makes her way inside fully. She's wearing jeans and a blue blouse. Also her blindfold and her staff, that's usual. "I was looking to see if Hawksley or Braun were here. They are both friends. But I found you instead. Big enough to be at least two friends all on your own." She giggles a bit. "Yeah?"

SHe shrugs. "Yeah, powerwalking strengthens the legs and makes get fresh air and sun. Of course, I will be wandering around. Are you alone in there?" She inquires from the big man. At least it doesn't make her leave. She seems fine to stick around.

"You are very very strange a good way..." acknowledges Kongou, grinning still at her, "Come. You are welcome here."

He beckons for her to draw closer. The gym still bears signs of sparring mats, great weights, and a center ring area set aside for full on matches. There are benches here and there to sit at and a main front counter as well.

"I believe Hawksley is checking on his friend and Braun wanders often. You...may have to wait awhile. You may have better luck searching for them.." his voice rolls forth. There are none here but myself. I've not even seen Zog or Miss September. Perhaps now that our job is done they feel no need to remain. Or perhaps we will see them at some matches. I observed one with Ayala. Unfortunante she lost but Hawksley won. Braun lost but it was close. We will see if Laurel maintains..."

Thank you. I am just me. But I am not exactly like other women. Not because I am trying to be different. I am just going with things my own way.

She comes inside and doesn't trip on anything. She navigates pretty well in there.

"Yeah, she is probably at the hospital. I forget not everyone can heal themselves. They have to wait." She frowns. "As for Braun, he might be having to air his mind or I don't know. He did really well though. It's like my first fight with Hawksley." She chuckles. "I intend to beat him that time. With all due respect."

She ponders. "Since you are here and perhaps a bit lonely. Would you like to spar? I mean I know full well I don't really stand a chance against you, but maybe it will feel nice to help an NFG again? And you get to see if I hit as hard as people say." She grins at that. "What do you say? I mean you hinted to that last time we met, I believe."

"I thought it amusing and possible..." confirms the behemoth as he studies her.

For a long time he is silent and perhaps she might think that he's forgotten how to speak or forgotten about her - but in truth he's simply pondering matters very carefully before finally his deep voice rolls out. "Alright! Come on then!"

He turns away and steps for the large ring in the center of the massive gym.

"You are brave, Djamila. I like that! I reward courage! I wonder though..if maybe you are -too- kind but...I think maybe not. As to Constance Coalbridge.. she is a fighter. SHe will heal. However the real issue is not only her injuries but the...unsportsmanlike behavior of her opponent and what that will mean for the future. Very interesting! I suspect there will be reperussions. You are very kind. Keep that attitude. You will go far."

She simply smiles, and then she waits. Kongou is lost in his thoughts or something. She's not in a hurry that she needs to get his attention. She just undulates her hips a bit and waits until finally he answers positive. "Right on. I wouldn't want you to be afraid of me." But her tone of voice shows she is teasing. She doesn't mean it.

She makes her way to the ring, too. "That's a big ring, my friend." She makes her way inside, rolling under the ropes and all.

"It depends. Some people would say I am a bitch or worse. Like Buford." She grins.

She nods when he mentions Coco "Yeah, she will heal. Hopefully, she won't be a worse person than she was. Heard she wasn't the nicest. Doesn't mean she should be hurt like this thought. "

She sighs. "Junko is fighting one of the most important people to me next. If she hurts him like Coco, god help her, because I don't care what it takes, I will destroy her." She brings her head down a moment but quickly lifts it back. "But let's not be sad. You seem very kind, too. A gentle giant. Well, when you're not fighting anyway." She giggles. "How do we start this?"

"Ahh Buford. Fascinating." remarks Kongou with sincerity as well as a sense of disconnection. Like something observing things it sees itself as above and not fully understanding the nuances.

"Kindness and cruelty are balancing forces. She may not change. She has to face the consequences of her actions just as others must face theirs... That includes this Junko..."

Kongou then turns his attention towards her at the last comment and he grins a little bit, "Kind? Hmm." He ponders this and then says, "Is an earthquake kind? Interesting..."

He then beckons for her, "Well you would like a test. I think you are curious as to what it is like to face something like me yes? Did your mentors never spar with you?"

He lifts a hand up and beckons for her. "Come. You may attempt to strike me."

COMBATSYS: Kongou has started a fight here.

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"Buford is Buford." She simply says. He lost to Iris, so he's old news to her now. She's so proud of Iris right now, though.

"I had a soft spot for her before, but yeah, things change. I may seem kind, and I am, but I have mean streaks if you hurt the people I care for." She frowns.

"A force of nature wouldn't be kind or evil by definition, only by the eyes of those observing the phenomena could they put a label on it? Yeah?"

"Mint spared with me and taught me many things." She says with respect. She seems to really like her. "I am so happy I've been on Team Metal for my whole stay."

She then comes toward him and slams her staff down when close enough making it upright. She starts with something perhaps no one would expect her to try on Kongou. She gets high up on the staff, and then she inverts herself, letting her legs hold her while her arms reach for Kongou's left leg, and she pulls. She's actually trying to trip him. Despite how unlikely she would be able to do that, she tries it.

COMBATSYS: Djamila has joined the fight here.

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Kongou           0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0          Djamila

COMBATSYS: Kongou blocks Djamila's Inside Leg Hang.

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Kongou           0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0          Djamila

It's liek trying to uproot a sequioa. Kongou's gargantuan body seems rooted by some ineffable unknowable well of strength that ripples up through his body like the aforementioned earthquake. It's like trying to grasp with one at its epicenter or wrestle with the eye of a hurricane. she grasps him, but is somehow rebuffed and he's not even moved.

Indeed the aura of a mountain range, rooted to the earth, may flash within her mind as she touches him.

"Very good." he rumbles, "Having mentors we respect and rely on..hmm...that is good but be independant as well. It is good that you can get angry to protect your friends. You might need to..."

He falls silent, allowing the attack to fully register and he slowly grins at her, huge body seemingly relaxed in defiance of the defensive nature that pushed away her attempt to trip him up.

"Very bold! Do you want to try again or do you want me to try and hit you?"

There is a pause as he then notes, admitting, "I don't want to upset your sponsors... Why don't you try again.."

COMBATSYS: Kongou takes no action.

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Kongou           0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0          Djamila

"She had to try. Everything has a weakness, though she's not his. She's pretty sure of that, but why should it stop her? She gives it her all and sees from there.

"Yeah, Mint has been great. I am very grateful for everything. I hope she knows." She wasn't sure if she knew how important she had been to her progress and other things.

"But you do not want to fall, and I don't think I could make you fall. It's fine though. I've been known to beat odds, so if you're going to be not attacking for some reason, I will try other things."

She climbs back high on her staff. She even climbs on it completely, keeping her equilibrium. Then she jumps and spins her legs, in a sort of helicopter kick. When she can grab her staff, she does so and continues to spin her legs to hit him until she hits the floor. That is if she gets her way. Trying to hit strong.

unless interrupted, she ends up in a split on the floor before gracefully standing back up, holding her staff.

COMBATSYS: Kongou just-defends Djamila's Chopper Spin EX!

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Kongou           0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0          Djamila

It is clear that there is a vast gap, like a monsterous gulf, she is trying to overcome here. In part, that's the point.. FOr her to put her mettle to the test against odds that may indeed be a no win scenario and yet still give it her all...and she does! Her kicks come hurtling down upon the behemoth in powerful impacts that would have surely rocked any of the NFG contestants but against Kongou the impacts are like slamming repeatedly against the side of a batlteship. Not to the point of harming her but even that seems to be restraint on his part, as if letting his body yield to her just enough to avoid causing any harm from her strikes.

And yet he just grins, looming overhead with a bright full toothed expression on his features and his eyes gleaming before suddenly lunging forward and bringing a massive hand forward and down. His fingers splay out like the legs of some massive tarantula as his palm hurtles in, intending on flattening her to the ground and pinning her beneath his great limb.

COMBATSYS: Kongou successfully hits Djamila with Seismic Crush.

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Kongou           0/-------/----===|>>>>>--\-------\0          Djamila

She can feel the strength. She knows she has no way to beat him. He's there for her to push herself in all ways she can. Right now, she thinks she does not even do a mosquito bite of damage, but it's alright. Her legs are powerful, and she tries her best.

"OK big guy, you're going to do something now?" She smirks, and then she gets an answer, as a hand comes down on her. Of course, there is speed, but it's not the problem it's the share size of it.

She tries to dodge it, but when it comes down on her, she can see she won't. she kicks her staff away and has to take the blow, which flattens her down, but she is forced. "Oh, I see how it is. Oof. Do you think I am done though? You think I am at your mercy?"

She concentrate,s and with the wind, she brings her staff back toward him, flying to hit him with enough force if she can. But she doesn't have high hopes however.

COMBATSYS: Kongou fails to slow Thrown Object EX from Djamila with Shockwave Burst.

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Kongou           0/-------/---====|>>>>>>-\-------\0          Djamila

"Possible it is, to lose a fight and still win. Perhaps Braun understands this. He had to earn his spot into the tournament, which he did, and then his first match was against the Round 2 winner, believed to be able to steam roll over all in her way - and he nearly beat her. In fact the final results were only a hairsbreadth apart.." notes Kongou, "Perhaps you are winning by trying? Though at the end there can be only one victor on the victory stand..."

He grins down at her, great weight leaning in but avoiding the fullness of his strength, more interested in seeing just how far she's going to push herself before responding in kind.

As the wind picks up and the staff starts hurtling towards him, Kongou looks up in surprise and releases her from his grasp.

His monstrous chest swells as he inhales a great gout of air, the sound like a hurricane force vaccuum before he exhales, sending a sudden shockave of force expelling out from the blast that roars over the interior of the gym. Weights ar toppled, the walls shake and the staff is wobbled off its course - but not enough. It ends up slamming into the side of his head, clocking him there before rebounding off. He actually squints and blinks - leaning his head to the side and his thick neck bulging now.


"Possible yes. Braun can be so proud of what he did. I think he understood. Every single fight is your most important at the moment. So right now, you are my most important fight. If I am not trying my best, why am I trying in the first place."

As he grins at her, she smiles at him. "I will not win this, but the knowledge I will get from this will be something else. Thank you." She can feel the hurricane sound as he inhales after that. But it is believed her own wind will be enough, which makes her go all the way with it, and manages success despite the superior force of her opponent She is up because he let her go for that.

She has to try something else. He's not an ordinary opponent, so she has to try extraordinary methods. Two winds can be felt at the same time. One who lifts her up in the air, and one who brings her staff back in her hand. When she's high enough and with her staff, she lets herself drop down, to smash him over the head with it. If she gets her way. Then, it's the descent to the ground. She uses the wind, once again, to slow down her descent. She pants once she reaches the ground, assuming she can. "I will not beat you, but you will remember me." If she could wink, she would right now.

COMBATSYS: Kongou blocks Djamila's Superman.

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Kongou           0/-------/---====|>>>----\-------\0          Djamila

"Not yet." quips Kongou. "You've yet to make me take a step backwards. If you can accomplish that..then I will remember you."

His words rumble with a sort of jovial brutishness. A joyful sense of physical violence and crushing power, neither good nor evil but extremely dangerous.

"Try and survive until then." he adds.

The staff slams against his head and he remains yet unbowed, weathering the assault with a big grin as the room echoes with the force of her blow.

He curls a huge arm up as she descends and then brings it around towards her torso.

It pauses, mid movement, and then a single finger flicks out with abrupt battering ram like force as the behemoth follows through on his suggestion fo rher to 'survive'.

COMBATSYS: Djamila fails to counter Ten-Ton Finger EX from Kongou with Quick Strike.

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Kongou           0/-------/-======|=======\-------\0          Djamila

"We shall see what I can do." She grins a bit until her staff does nothing to his head. This is a bummer but expected in some way.

THe problem is she can't even land down correctly grabbed in mid-air instead. As the finger comes for her. She tries something crazy. She moves her staff to slam it under the nail in a quick hit. But it doesn't work as she desires, and she is flicked again. She flies in the air until she hits the ropes of the ring, and then slams down on the ground hard in a rebound. "Oof!" She spits some blood on the ground, and she is very bruised. "That's all you got?" She says between clenched teeth, and she forces herself up with the help of her staff, which she keeps with her despite the force of the landing. "Doesn't even hurt." She wipes her mouth, obviously kidding. Just seeing her shows, she is feeling the effects of the hits.

"You can stop any time." offers Kongou, his deep rumbling voice quaking the room as he lowers his hand. What's this? He's shaking his finger? Looks like that stung after all.

"You have a tournament match to be ready for. You don't want to lose and then use getting bruised up by someone who wasn't even your sponsor as an excuse, do you?"

His grin is big, full once more.

But he's obviously eeasing and egging her on. Testing her will. Not all grins are friendly grins.


COMBATSYS: Kongou takes no action.

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Kongou           0/-------/-======|=======\-------\0          Djamila

"I wouldn't use you as an excuse as to why I lost against Hawksley. When I win, you might be my excuse though." She giggles and spits some more blood. "I am not a fragile little thing."

As if to prove this, she slams her staff upright to the ground again and starts undulating her hips. Winds circle her and she makes an 'om' sound. Her traditional meditation, healing, as her body, while still showing the marks of the fight, seems to be better than it was a moment before. "Come, big boy, I survived, and I still have to make you take a step back." She takes a deep breath.

COMBATSYS: Djamila makes the om sound and wind chi flies around her for a short moment.

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Kongou           0/-------/-======|=======\-------\1          Djamila

"Greaaaat!" rolls Kongou's deep voice as he spreads his massive arms wide and then claps his hands together producing a thunderous *KABOOM* upon impact.

"I like that! You are impressive, yes!"

Suddenly there is a burst of seismic force. The ground lurches, the walls shakes and Kongou has seemingly vanished only to re-appear right infront of the energetic sassy fighter, so fast were his abrupt movements. Like a freight train, his gigantic body comes looming in, shoulders dropping as he slides to a stop at the last second in order to ram his imemense figure right into her and possibly send her flying.

COMBATSYS: Djamila dodges Kongou's Tectonic Crash.

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Kongou           0/-------/-======|=======\-------\1          Djamila

The noise his hands produce is loud. Kongou is loud, but as much as it can be a problem to focus if you take it on the other side, it's easy to know where he is.

"Thank you." She respects Kongou, and she respects the fight, yet she seems to also allow herself to have fun with it.

When Kongou seemingly disappears only to reappear like a freight train ready to run her over or send her flying like an unstoppable accident, she slides under his legs and then jumps to give a kick to the back of his knee. It's her attempt anyway. It's not one of her strongest either, but she has to test if the back of his knee is more tender than another spot of his body. "Hello." She grins as if everything goes well, she lands back down.

COMBATSYS: Kongou blocks Djamila's Light Kick.

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Kongou           0/-------/=======|=======\=------\1          Djamila

"You maintain great confidence and cheer despite the odds. I wonder if anything can ruffle your feathers.."

The giant twists, and the kick lands but against his massive thighs, not doing the damage she likely intended. Intead his massive hand sweeps around behind him to try and grasp her before she can fully land.

"You're going to have to get more aggressive. I sense you are used to being able to bulldoze over your foes. You have great strength. More then your slight frame suggests by far... but something in how you fight suggests to me that...against someone with superior force... You lack options."

It's a good speech and one he maintains should he land the hit or not. If he does grab her it's for the leg and he attempts to fling her up and away from him, towards both ceiling and far end of the ring.

COMBATSYS: Kongou successfully hits Djamila with Fling.

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Kongou           0/-------/=======|=======\=======\1          Djamila

"Yes my feathers can be ruffled. It depends on who more than what.

She hits a thigh, and then she does try to twist her body, but her leg is grabbed, and with the force used when he throws her away so easily, she hits the ceiling good and proper before she falls down back on the ground and hard with a nasty tump.

She slowly gets back up, like she refuses to stay down, but she looks even worse now. She's not standing so straight."

"Bring it, Kongou. Finish me off. " She stops moving, and put one foot against her opposite thigh. She is completely immobile, but more blood comes out of her mouth. "BRING IT NOW!"

COMBATSYS: Djamila puts her right foot on the inside of her left thigh, brings her hands together and looks like she's praying for a short moment.

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Kongou           0/-------/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2          Djamila

"Stop." rumbles Kongou, "You've nothing to prove to me and I gain nothing by turning you into a bloodied mess. It's clear you don't give up. This is good! But not knowing -when- to give up..that is bad.."

He considers her and then slowly grins, "That is....unless you're -baiting- me.. Interesting!"

He begins taking slow deliberate building shaking steps towards her, massive arms swinging heavily at his sides as he draws near.

"Why don't you prove something to me." he says. "...Or are you trying to prove something to yourself?"

COMBATSYS: Kongou takes no action.

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Kongou           0/-------/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2          Djamila

"So you won't give the finishing blow. Alright." She closes her eyes then lets out a guttural scream. The doors to the gym open up, and powerful winds come in from all entrances, and it starts circling Kongou and Djamila. The tornado gains in strength, trying to keep Kongou in place, if not able to lift him up some. Then it also takes Djamila up, high enough to be at his head, and she starts to unleash several blows with her staff, over and over. Until the tornado dies down, and she allows herself to drop, for one last blow over his head, before landing rather gracefully. The gym might be more messy than it was though, with all that wind and tornado. But Djamila is still standing, breathing deeply, but not looking worse than her last crash to the ground. "I am not defenseless. Yeah?" Tired smile, but pumped too."

COMBATSYS: Kongou endures Djamila's #Drama Queen#.

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Kongou           0/-------/=======|-------\-------\0          Djamila

Indeed, the torrent of air power sends papers, equipment, chairs, pretty much anything not tied down flying through the air violently. Kongou actually is forced to brace himself, rooting his vast body to the ground against the force of the wind and then, gradually, he is pulled up off his feet and then when the blows begin raining down, he is forced backwards at long last. Each assault rocks his gigantic body with thunderous force and when the winds finally cease, he crashes back down, landing onto his feet and then coming forward slightly to have to brace his impact before he actually falls over.

He seems drained, sapped, worn..but an instant later he's suddenly lunging forward and bringing both of his huge hands around.

A loud *TWHOOOM* resounds, just like before, save this time, a portion of the colossal's strength truly ripples through. It blasts apart what remains of the wind, vhurning out a thunderous shockwave that bowls forward over the entire area and thunders violently at the plucky dancer.

COMBATSYS: Djamila dodges Kongou's Megaton Hammer EX.

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Kongou           0/-------/=======|-------\-------\0          Djamila

"Surprise!" She can only say when he looks worn himself. It just doesn't last. She didn't expect to take him down, but she thinks she left a mark at least.

She is dedicated to trying to stop any damage coming her way. She doesn't believe her arms can take the strength of Kongou and she doesn't want to take the full brunt with her staff either. For the thunder wave, this leaves few options as it's going everywhere. She can only think of one thing. Of letting the wind make an opening for her. New wind, because Kongou made sure what was left of the tornado was cleared out.

Despite her not being sure about this, the wind leaves a space big enough for her to go through without an arm. "Ok, gotta love when things work out."

She feels her limbs tired, but she runs around Kongou, picking up speed, then slams her staff down like a poll, to do a jump kick toward him, using her powerful legs to where her jump will take her. She has to try things while her body still can. "I can't make it easy for you."

If she manages to hit him in some way, she bounces off of him and again tries to land safely. Even if Kongou tends to grab her when she goes in the air.,

COMBATSYS: Kongou just-defends Djamila's Butterfly EX!

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Kongou           0/-------/=======|-------\-------\0          Djamila

"Not bad!" rumbles Kongou. "You did it!"

He rubs his jaw and then grins and turns towards her as her attack once more slams against him. Like the side of a fortress, he weathers it. Again rooted, imovable, ineffable.

His massive body flexes, a slight twitch, which pushes a shockwave back against her and rebounds her body once more from him as he rubs his jaw in thought.

"Aaah... I think you actually winded me there. Congratulations! Not many can say that they have accomplished such a feat!"

His eyes track her, "Now then...are you sure you want me tohit you again?"

COMBATSYS: Kongou focuses on his next action.

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Kongou           1/-------/=======|-------\-------\0          Djamila

"I would tell you I should try to knock you down. Mint would tell me to stop before I injure myself. You know what? I am going to do the right thing here and I am going just meditate a bit more, and I stand down. If you will take it. It was a hoot fighting you." She starts undulating her hips again once she can set her staff down, and the wind comes caressing her again to soothe her body. She lets out an om before she continues speaking. "You forced me to think differently with how tall you are and how strong too. Damn, you hurt." She grins. "But I guess if you don't accept this, I can't stop you from trying to hit me again though. But if you don't try to hit me, I won't try to hit you after.

COMBATSYS: Djamila makes the om sound and wind chi flies around her for a short moment.

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Kongou           1/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0          Djamila

"Very good!" declares Kongou, "Hawksley would have continued the fight. You have stood down. Both are correct. Neither are incorrect. A fighter must know when to stand their ground and a fighter must also know when they have to yield the battlefield. I say this with some irony because my last World Warrior match... she departed the battle without seeing it to its end. Perhaps I broke her morale but I suspect if she had of stuck to would have been closer. Either way, there is no shame in calling an end ot a fight you are over matched in. But sometimes you do want to see things through to the end."

Kongou clenches a fist, producing a loud cracking sound like boulders and trees breaking as his knuckles crack, "Well done! I will not hit you again. Perhaps if you were another I might but I think this is over for now."

COMBATSYS: Kongou has left the fight here.

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"Hawksley gets on fire, so once he gets going, it's hard to get him to stand down I am sure. There is a time when I wouldn't have stopped. But I have to think of the tournament, and I had to learn something out of everything Mint taught me." She grins.

She ponders "Who just left in that World Warrior tournament, if you don't mind me asking?" She was curious now, as it was mentioned.

She also stands down. "If I hadn't been able to move away from some of your attacks, I would have been down already." She smiles. "But at least now I am still standing, and I want to really thank you for this. You've been awesome, even if technically I am a rival. You know what I mean."

She moves closer to Kongou but non-threateningly, trying to tap his leg in a sign of affection. "Thank you so much." She still walks a bit funny and all. Her body showed quite a lot of bruises, but she was not longer bleeding from her mouth.

COMBATSYS: Djamila has ended the fight here.

"A samurai." anwers Kongou, "At least I think she was.. It's no longer important. I don't think she left the tournament all together just that she elected to not see our match through to its conclusion. All is well."

Kongou considers her in thought and then turns to face her more directly, "Even a fire may be directed. Hawksley is an amazing fighter and I was glad he was for Team Blaze. He was where he belonged just you are where you needed to be. I'm sure that you will do well in the tournament but.."

Kongou gives her a grin, "I naturally hope Hawksley or Laurel defeat you. I am Team Blaze after all."

He then gestures for her, "now then, go. You should recover before your next match. Try to not get into any more trouble. At least keep it interesting if you do..."

"Can't trust samurais." She smirks a bit. She's teasing, but she's thinking of Buford when she says that. "It's weird. Must have been too scary for her." She shrugs.

"Yes, fire can be directed, and Hawksley is a great guy and a good friend." She smiles. "As I said before, I am happy I spent my whole time at Metal. I can't imagine myself elsewhere."

She laughs. "I can't blame you for that, but when I win, I might mention you just because. A wink to you.

"I bet you're happy I got in 'trouble' with you. Thank you again, it helped me get ready for what I have to do. You're good giant Kongou." She moves toward the exit. "Yes, I leave after I made a mess, without helping to clean it. That's probably what you will remember more." She kids, and then leaves the building completely. She definitely enjoyed this.

Log created on 19:38:34 11/09/2023 by Kongou, and last modified on 06:26:30 11/11/2023.