Match of the Millennium

Description: Ayala and Chevy had fought twice before: once as a one-on-one, and once in the Rumble. But after a full season and a half of development, not to mention a brief stop at Murder Volcano Island to set priorities into stark relief, we're looking at two totally different fighters now on Cabo San Juan Beach on the sunny Colombia coastline!

[AYALA]
The beach--now that's a place where someone like Ayala probably spends a lot of time. Well, up till previously--yes, right now she probably didn't want to see a beach again after being on Zack Island so long. But she's had time to recover.

"Hola--how is everyone?" the cavewoman rolls up with her usual entourage, which is her, a camera person or two and whoever she's got hired to carry around the oils she uses to make those cavelady muscles really shine. It's been part of her routine since the first NFG, anyway. She's in her usual gray fur scarf and bikini, the heavy boots she had before swapped out for tennis shoes and she seems to be getting around okay even after that last fight she had.

"Now where water girl? she have big sloth still?" Ayala wonders aloud to no one in particular, she doesn't expect any of her people to know or be able to find her--she always trusts her own instincts in these things and begins to look around where the 'ring' ought to be setup.

[CHEVY]
The portable metal bleachers are packed with fans, brimming with excitement. Shakira music plays in the distant background -- an honor to dear Colombia's darling daughter. And in the midst of it all, the audience's focus is on the two lovely stars of the show!

As opposed to Ayala, Chevy wasn't sweet on the idea of continuing to fight in a bikini. Does it rake in the fans? Absolutely! But, especially after her fight with a terrifying phoenix goddess, it gives the self-conscious wallflower a whole host of concerns to distract her from the reason she's on stage in front of everyone -- the fight itself!

Instead, she's wearing something more her speed: cut-off shirt and denim short-shorts. Instead of her usual palette of blues and whites, she's opted for a red plaid top, knotted just above her otherwise-bare midriff. She's sporting a pair of soft canvas shoes with minimal tread to make the most of the shifting sands.

She may not have an official oil-carrier, but she has taken the opportunity time to pose with a few of her most ardent fans. There are Chevaliers watching her from across the globe, and the photogenic farm girl is happy to entertain. A bit *too* happy and distracted, though: it takes an NFG official waving her over to remind her of those little contractual obligations and all.


A few moments after a hurried exchange, the hayseed is ushered towards the fighting area with a mic in her hand. The 'stage' amounts to a stretch of beach that would be underwater during high tide -- but now, during the lull of low tide, the sand is firmly packed and raked clear of sharp things to be stepped on accidentally. Ready for fighting!

"Well, hey y'all! How's it goin'?" Having missed Ayala's earlier greeting due to her fan entourage, she ambles out to one of the pillars that supports the rope boundaries that keep the audience from the action!

The 'water girl' doesn't have a sloth; the closest she got was prying a Zack coin from one of the meerkats on the island. But she does have a brand new length of galvanized steel pipe balanced on her shoulder, and two brand new galvanized buckets, presumably full of spring water from the way they slosh about with her movements.

"Hey Ayala! Good to see you, girl!" She waits a beat for the roar of the crowd to die down a smidge. "... There's a lot less food to distract us than last time, right?"

[AYALA]
"It Chevy!" she says when she finally encounters the girl, tilting her blonde haired head a bit to the side and grinning. "Chevy no bulk up since last time?" she grins a little, apparently expecting the girl to have put on some muscle mass, it's been so long. "It okay, Ayala will go easy~" she sighed a little, teasing, before a frown creased her features just a little.

"Chevy was on Zack Island too, right? she see creatures there?" she dawdled a moment on what to her was not exactly idle chatter, but she had not had the ability to meet with many of the other NFGers since that freakshow of an island, either.

"And no, no fighting in market anymore, hah," she shook her head with a little grin. She just stood out there conversing this casually with Chevy as they got onto the stretch of sand that'd serve as their battleground. Which come to think of it, they probably should get to before too long--the people hooting were getting restless. Hollering meant they wanted to see some action, so Ayala made some motions as if she were stretching and working her joints, to get ready.

[CHEVY]
Chevy grins widely! She's happy to see Ayala in a good mood! ... And then she seems to be taken a little aback at the notion that she hasn't bulked up.

"Ah, well... naw, I mean, I ain't been wrestlin' any hogs lately, so..." Working out at a gym was just so much of a drag once she got stronger with her hydromancing skills! She seems considerably more relieved once Ayala claims to go easy on her.

"Uhh... well, naw, I didn't see none of the really strange stuff like Buck 'n y'all did. They had me run ragged with all the tournament stuff, so... y'know." She laughs -- though with a bittersweet smile on her face, it's clear she's hiding something so as not to seem like she's one-upping Ayala on the personal trauma level. "I'm just glad y'all made it okay. They really ought to've had some more help for us!"

The crowd is starting to get antsy! And with a smile and a nod, Chevy lifts her pole up off her shoulders, twirling it around for a moment. "Well, at least -here- we'll be able to go get a drink or somethin' afterwards! They got some great juices here, have you tried this one called... Curuba? You should try it!"

COMBATSYS: Chevy has started a fight here.

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Chevy            0/-------/-------|

COMBATSYS: Ayala has joined the fight here on the right meter side.

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Chevy            0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0            Ayala

Chevy might not be, well, any more 'buff'. But that's not to say she's been -idle- since her last fight with the cavewoman! Nor was the hog wrestler much of a slouch to begin with! As soon as she gets signals from the officials, she nods back to Ayala.

"Alright -- I guess we should light this thing off! Best of luck to you, Ayala!"

And without further ado... Chevy runs forward, keeping her pole braced against herself! She drops her head in what seems to be a headbutt -- but if she manages to ram her shoulder into Ayala, she'd seek to wrap her arms about the cavewoman, one over her shoulder, and one around her waist. Here, she'd hope to demonstrate the gains she's made in the meantime by lifting her up, and then slamming her into the ground!

COMBATSYS: Ayala blocks Chevy's Power Throw.

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Chevy            0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0            Ayala

[AYALA]
"Ayala was there for treasure, wasn't in NFG then," she shook her head, apparently having to make that admittal of her own. "Ayala should have been there sooner, if she knew there were monsters," she sighed, running a hand deep into those blonde curls of hers. Noticing the pole however Ayala gets herself more into a fighting mindset, she remembers what Chevy could do with said pole, after all--and the water in the buckets she carried around. Her step back and circling around Chevy a little made for some good theatrics at least--something the cavewoman ahd realized got a pop from the crowd way back when she first started fighting in South America.

""Mmm, strong drink would be good--didn't know Chevy drank," she grinned a little and cracked her knuckles, assuming a ready position across from the reddish-haired girl, before blinking and looking up to see the girl charging at her.

Chevy /does/ in fact manage to shoulder-check Ayala, causing her to nearly fall back, balancing herself on one foot with those blonde curls flying. However, she's able to wriggle out of the resulting grasp and ground pound--maybe it's all that oil she had applied? SECRET REVEALED!

"Ow--Chevy still fast," Ayala cocked one elbow back and aimed it for Chevy as she turned and finally got back on two feet, throwing a series of punches at the pole-bearing woman that came fast and furious!

COMBATSYS: Chevy fails to counter Gatling Punch from Ayala with High Tide.

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Chevy            0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0            Ayala

[CHEVY]
Treasure? Chevy's eyes light up for a moment. "Ain't no one told me there was treasure there!" But as Ayala continues, she nods with a glimmer of approval. "Aww, yeah! That's the spirit!" Chevy feels... well, a -little- bad that she wouldn't have really had the guts to seek out monsters if she was asked to make the same decision. But she'd also been on the island in... well, very different circumstances. Problems had a way of seeking -her- out, really.

It's hard -not- to take notice of Ayala gearing up for a fight. She's glad that she'd worked Ayala up into an easygoing conversation before their fight began -- it gives her a chance to get the blood pumping as well, sauntering sideways and stretching much like Ayala had.

The question about drink, though... Chevy cracks into a wide grin. "I've had the chance to try a few! Still huntin' down a favorite, though..."

The fight begins. And conversation... will have to pick up mid-battle!

Which is right around the time that Chevy finds out the sneakiness of the oil application. "Aww, dadgummit..." she laments, pulling back to find herself sans Ayala. She readies her staff, raising it in defense...

"Well, yeah, I--"

Chevy doesn't get to finish that statement -- because when she looks up, Ayala's right on top of her! The waterbender steps backwards, intending to use Ayala's momentum against her, but the sand slips beneath her feet, and Chevy takes a punch to the face! Reeling backwards, she struggles to keep her feet beneath her as Ayala lets those fists fly, battering her backwards a good ten feet in the process!

The audience howls -- some with delight, some with shock! Suffice to say -- they're getting their price of admission worth!

With some of the water having splashed out of her buckets, Chevy is a -little- on edge as she works herself free of a follow-up. While she wipes the blood off from her lip with her right hand, she twirls the pole around with her left.

"Heck, you're pretty fast too, Ayala! I guess I cain't go easy on -you-, either!" She winks back -- showing that she's still got a lot of fight left in her!

[AYALA]
Nothin' can catch a greased up tribal! At least this is what Chevy is finding out as Ayala's slick skin avoids her grab. The cavewoman spins herself around and is able to lay in a few punches on the waterbender, BEFORE she's able to use her staff on her. One would perhaps say 'you love it when a plan comes together' but in this case, it was all Ayala's instinct, born from years of dodging and tackling beasts out on the plain of the expanse.

"Ayala won't want you to go easy, Chevy give it her all--" the cavewoman meanwhile isn't off balance on the sand, and instead steps forward to unleash a swift haymaker type of blow with her right hand at the waterbender, trying to avoid a potential guard or retort from that staff...

COMBATSYS: Chevy blocks Ayala's Swift Backhand.

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Chevy            0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0            Ayala

[CHEVY]
Well, that's settled then! This is the NFG! Everyone has to give it their whole a... all!

As it happens, Ayala's wise to keep Chevy from bringing her staff and buckets to bear -- and her swing is enough to put the fear of clobbering into Chevy! The hayseed steps back, giving herself the space to swing her pipe into the path of the blow and brace it with both hands, knocking Ayala's fist just enough off-course to keep her from making the Carolinian's nose bleed even more!

"Whew..." she gasps, feeling the heat of impact through the galvanized steel...

"I might just do that, thanks!" cries out Chevy, as she suddenly whips her pole to her left side.

The bucket nearest Ayala suddenly slides past Chevy's left hand, forcing Chevy to let go as it careens towards its twin. But it'd be tricky for Ayala to follow that, as Chevy's *also* pivoting forward to grab hold of the cavewoman's wrist!

If Chevy manages to grab hold of Ayala, that hold would become the pivot point for a lever system consisting of both fighters' outstretched arms! On one side, Ayala: on the other side, Chevy and a six-foot long pole! The two buckets slam together with a loud clank, their force multiplied by the length of the pole as Chevy imparts a torque! It would result in enough leverage to pull Ayala forward, right off her feet, and potentially shoulder-first into the sand!

"Whoooo!" Her Chevaliers know the move -- and many of them in the beachside crowd shout it out! "RIPTIIIIDE!"

COMBATSYS: Chevy successfully hits Ayala with Riptide.

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Chevy            0/-------/-======|=======\=------\1            Ayala

[AYALA]
It would appear the greasedness of the cavewoman is beginning to wear off with all that water flying around--but what's that they say about oil and water...?

They don't mix.

"Wha?--Woah!" the cavewoman is surprised as she's grabbed by both arms and then rocketed up--being thrown rear over teakettle and landing on the sand on her back, the rest of her body following as she rolled. She'd come down hard on her shoulders and then rolled over like a rag doll, for a moment her legs inverted and bowing as she sort of crumpled up before physics allowed her to splay out and she scrambled up.

"Pfftth--" she blew sand out of her face as part of it was covered with it, briefly wiping it off as she looked up at Chevy with a grin. This was a dangerous grin.

"Ayala like to fight up close too~" her sneer turned into a bit of a vulpine grimace as she launched herself at Chevy, hands hooked into claws and springing on the country girl like a mountain lion, biting and clawing.

COMBATSYS: Chevy blocks Ayala's Tooth & Nail.

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Chevy            1/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1            Ayala

[CHEVY]
As Ayala hits the sand, Chevy pulls her staff backwards, rocking both buckets back towards the center. As before, she releases just long enough to let one bucket shuttle past before taking hold again. Regaining her full height, she slings the pole around again, resetting the buckets to their respective positions with a splash -- in stereo, where available.

The hayseed snickers lightly as Ayala blows out sand. "Ooh, sorry about gettin' that in your hair an' all..." She looks sincere enough in her apology: she knows first-hand just how much of a pain it's going to be to get all the sand sifted out!

But... that grin seems to catch her off-balance; the corners of her lips lift upwards in fright! She's quicker to respond than with those earlier punches, though, as she's able to meet the vicious attack with her forearms! As Ayala grabs hold with hands and feet, the veteran hog wrestler manages to counterbalance the effort with a backwards lean, swinging her momentary passenger around in a wide circle, her staff held out to the side as a counterbalance.

"Well, yeah!" chirps Chevy, shoving back against Ayala's biting jaws! Her forearms gain some red slash marks; they coordinate with her plaid shirt, kinda! Well, where the shirt isn't -shredded-, anyway.

Fans cheer for the assault, but it's worn out its welcome with Chevy, who finally manages to twist herself free of Ayala's grasp.

"Up close an 'personal! But a bit -too- close for me!"

While Ayala -is- nice and close, Chevy aims to make use of her staff's weight -- seeking to swing it around Ayala's arm. And if she manages to do so, she'd aim to swing one bucket low enough to slam into the back of Ayala's knee -- forcing the joint to buckle and allowing Chevy to twist the cavewoman into a sideways arm pin!

COMBATSYS: Ayala dodges Chevy's Quick Throw.

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Chevy            1/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1            Ayala

[AYALA]
Ayala is not quite able to sink her teeth into Chevy, though she does leave some nice claw marks along her skin, probably. She has to finally unhitch her legs and jump back, landing on both feet, shoes digging into the sand, just as the waterbender tries to grapple her with her pole. There is resistance to the hold it has on Ayala, the cavewoman grabbing it with both hands and actually using it to pull herself up and flip back over it, in a surprising display of pole-based acrobatics. Blame Djamila.

"Whoo--can't hold onto Ayala for long--" she grins again, and a lick of chi energy flares up as the tribal woman turns sharply--beginning to spin her body around as the chi forms into a current of wind around her as her scarf begins to whirl, trying to throw Chevy around her as she spins!

COMBATSYS: Ayala successfully hits Chevy with Tail Spin.

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Chevy            1/----===/=======|=======\====---\1            Ayala

[CHEVY]
Chevy smiles broadly. The -idea- of fighting someone as ferocious as Ayala can be pretty terrifying -- but in actual practice, she can tell that the fierce cavewoman has a heart of gold! So even with her face tenderized and the numerous scratches lining her arms, the hayseed's still having a great time of things!

Which is good -- because without it, she'd have a little more trouble coping with the way her nimble opponent's able to maneuver around her staff. The trouble with the weighted weapon is -- well, it can be a bit slow in comparison!

"H-hey get your toosh back here--!" exclaims Chevy -- only for her expression to falter as Ayala does just that, whirling around with a scarf!

Chevy starts to leap backwards, but her staff gets snared, putting her escape plans on pause. In the next moment, Chevy is drawn in -- and then whirled around, given a taste of her own medicine as she's treated to an instant whirlwind panorama view of Cabo San Juan Beach!

Chevy hits the sand in a dizzying spin, churning up a plume of sand as her buckets hit the sand. She loses grip for a moment, but as she lands on her hands and one shin, it becomes clear she's still got some fight left in her. Leaning forward, she gives Ayala a quick wink! And the air begins to feel... a little more humid, all of a sudden!

"Haha... it's just about high time for high tide, I reckon!"

There's only a few wispy clouds in the Caribbean sky... but somehow, it's starting to rain around Ayala and Chevy! Tiny, soothing raindrops begin to fall, splashing down -- and fully saturating Chevy's plaid shirt against her to the delight of the crowd!

But the rain's not -just- for fanservice -- it's also creating a number of puddles in the sandy beach! Chevy leaves her staff and buckets behind for a moment as she leaps to her feet, rushing in to try and latch her arms around Ayala's waist. And if she manages to grab hold, the puddle beneath Ayala's feet will *explode* upwards in a geyser that carries the two fighting females upwards into a dizzying spiral! The seasoned hog wrestler grins as she holds tight onto Ayala, reorienting her in mid-flight so that she can slam the ferocious fighter down into the beach!

COMBATSYS: Ayala interrupts Sound Side from Chevy with Spin Kick EX.

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Chevy            0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0            Ayala

[AYALA]
The cavewoman comes down from the spin, the sand finally stopping it's frantic whirl around her as she comes to a sliding stop, like she had just put her leg down from a bike to stop herself, digging small trenches in the sand.

She's soaked in sweat by now, a good sweat--and she's a bit banged up from hitting the ground so hard earlier like that. It'll be sore for a while. She looks up with a start as she can see Chevy lunging for her--which cannot be good--bad things happen when Chevy tries to give you hugs--her knees flex and bow as she digs her sneakers back into the earth and springs upwards...

Ayala meets Chevy in a spinning roundhouse kick--the water that had sunk into the trenches her feet had made springing upward around her like a champagne fountain in Vegas--her shoe connecting with the girl's shoulder in some act of god--Ayala twisting and landing hard from the jump kick, knocking the wind out of herself in the process. Ouch. She didn't land the right way--or Chevy managed to connect with a blow while she was in midair, either way, pain--for both.

[CHEVY]
While Ayala's roundhouse kick -does- connect, it seems that its forward velocity is cancelled out with Chevy's in a painful contest of wills!

Ayala's kick slams Chevy in the shoulder before she could get her budget Izuna Drop on. As such, the "girl next door" is forced to settle for a second-place prize of swinging around with Ayala for a disorienting half-turn, with falling raindrops splashing into the fighters serving little purpose but to signify just how -fast- they're moving! The audience roars in appreciation for the mid-air clash!

Chevy lands similarly to Ayala just moments prior: carving a trench into the sand! She clasps one hand to her chest, gasping for breath as she plants her other to the sand for support. It seems like something she should have a smartaleck comment for -- but with just how -fast- everything has been happening, she's at a momentary loss! Her face wracked with a pained expression, she shakes her head in disbelief. -Should- she have been working out a bit more, before taking on Ayala's titanic strength?

But, as raindrops continue to fall on the sandy battlefield, splashing into the numerous puddles created from her prior assault. Chevy breaks into a broad smile with a new revelation. Things are still going her way, kinda!

"Well, -you- sure... have been bulking up..."

Chevy's belabored breathing makes it a bit harder for her to speak. But as she does so, the pools of water begin to surge, in response. Chevy turns both palms up as she begins to stand -- and then steps forward, swinging her right hand in front of her left, as if turning a giant turntable.

The water on the ground swells into a gigantic nine-armed vortex -- and starts to spin in mimicry of Chevy's motions! If Ayala's not able to get out of the spinning hydra's reach, she'll be hammered by its many arms!

"I think it's time to hit the showers though!" Or maybe vice-versa...?!

COMBATSYS: Ayala blocks Chevy's Rinse and Repeat EX.

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Chevy            0/-------/----===|=======\=------\1            Ayala

[AYALA]
If this were one of the computer fighting games everyone raves so much about, the two girls might be locked in one of those button-mashing contests to see which one is forced back--though it's still hard to say who actually 'wins' this one, as they go down hard.

Ayala winds up with sand embedded in her shoulder and arm, less road rash, perse--but there's still a wild lookin' bruise that'll probably come out of that. She pulled herself back up, grunting, sand raining down off her briefly in clouds of dust. It was just about then she realized the gesture Chevy was making in the air wasn't just for show--commanding the water.

Ayala turns and pushes off the sand almost a bit too late--her feet actually being pulled up like she's about to be dressed out like a deer--her body tumbling and winding up back on that sand, bloodied and weak now. She sits up on her butt and brushes sand and dirt from her brow and face, realizing she cannot endure the waterbending for much longer, even if the water splashing everywhere probably was a great spectacle for the cameras. She had to make a move now, all or nothing.

"Haaaaa--" Ayala pulled herself up and made a few running steps toward Chevy, jumping and sailing right toward her, fists extended. Her body wreathed in chi, slick and glistening with water, hair partly matted back against her scalp, this at least provided for a fitting climax.

COMBATSYS: Chevy blocks Ayala's Falcon Hit EX.

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Chevy            0/-------/--=====|=------\-------\0            Ayala

[CHEVY]
Scraps and bruises are par for the course. It's as much of a fight staple as Chevy ending up with a soaked shirt. (Though, plaid is a bit less translucent than the white shirts she normally wears!)

Ayala's able to weather the storm of one feeder band after another crashing into her. But, more than that, she's able to launch herself forward into a fully-committed dash punch, striking with both fists! Without her pole and buckets, Chevy's got fewer options than usual for dealing with that -- but she makes due by throwing her right arm into the path of those fists, partially absorbing the strike, and partially -not- as one manages to club against her jaw. As a backpedaling Chevy does the best she can at dealing with Ayala's forward momentum, the cavewoman's outpouring chi sizzles and pops against the hayseed's soaked shirt sleeve. Similarly, that's going to bruise -and- burn, but Chevy can't be bothered with that right now!

"Hah! We're both pullin' out all the stops, ain't we?" Battered, bruised, but not beaten, Chevy breaks free of Ayala's punishing pressure, windmilling her arms overhead in another call to her elemental affinity. Water swirls around her like dancing dragons, shadowing those gestures -- and when Chevy throws her palms out to either side, the serpent-like streams splash down into those open palms, forming gigantic mitts of water around them!

"I've still got another trick to show you, though...!" cries out the hydromancer with a grin! Armed with her two giant hands, she lurches forward, taking full advantage of the water-hands' extra reach to grab Ayala by one shoulder and the opposite hip. If she can grab hold, she'll try to use her command over the water to pluck Ayala right off the ground, and body slam her into the sand once, then a second time, before having a geyser blast Ayala into the air!

COMBATSYS: Chevy successfully hits Ayala with Spout Toss.

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Chevy            0/-------/-------|=======\-------\0            Ayala

[AYALA]
The force the cavewoman generates is impressive, at least enough to match some of the force generated by the hydro bursts the waterbender is able to produce. She finds herself literally bearing down on a wall of water--or rather large hands made out of them.

"Damnit!" Ayala finds herself instead grabbed and gripped by the water hands, instead of getting bearhugged however she's sent flying into the air--way higher than she can manage landing from safetly.

"Ahhhhh--#*$@*!" as she rises and falls there is a peal of obscenities in various languages, some perhaps Spanish, others perhaps her own people's--her body crackling as she charges it with electricity on the way down, at least trying to land on Chevy as she splats--perhaps able get one last sort of blow in? It might also explain why she's got her teeth bared like she wants to take a chunk out of a huge donut.

WHUMP. Ow.

COMBATSYS: Ayala keeps on fighting!

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Chevy            0/-------/-------|=======\-------\0            Ayala

COMBATSYS: Chevy counters Volt Bite ES from Ayala with Low Tide.

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Chevy            0/-------/----===|=======\=====--\1            Ayala

[CHEVY]
Chevy's no stranger to obscenities and invectives -- she heard them all the time back home, of course. And she's a mechanic, so of course she's been around people with much, much coarser language than her. She isn't -as- familiar with Spanish, or the languages Ayala is speaking -- but there are some things that transcend language! You can just -tell- when someone's ticked off!

The hayseed, though, has learned to embrace her element affinity. She's come to realize that when someone is frustrated or angry, that she shouldn't let herself get swept up in that sort of negative emotion. She should let it roll off her, like water off a duck's back. And that is why the 'water girl' has an oddly serene expression upon her face as she backs up to track the falling fighter -- not disturbed by the shouting, but rather, enjoying the thrill of an impressively close exchange!

But... well. There's electricity. And while science isn't her strong point, she's learned enough from previous fights with Ayala and Kenzo that electricity plus water equals ow. And something -else- she'd learned is that ice is a poor conductor of electricity.

Which might explain why Chevy suddenly raises her hand, pivoting back to twirl the water around her as a defensive shield. As the water whirls about her, the hydromancer freezes it into a dense snake of snowballs.

The clock is ticking, though! And as a very bitey Ayala hurtles downward, Chevy whips around to face her with both hands upraised...

And a storm of about a dozen snowballs, which promptly explode into clouds of vapor upon contact with the lightning-wreathed cavewoman!

But... the most important thing that happens is that Chevy's able to grab hold of Ayala by the upper arms, stopping Ayala's teeth from getting within reach of her bloody nose! Chevy grits her teeth as she suddenly pivots herself hard to one side, redirecting the cavewoman into a more Carolinian-friendly trajectory!

Which is to say, Chevy grabs Ayala, twists her sideways so that she lands back-first on the ground, and then drops her forearm into Ayala's sternum for a painful strike!

Chevy rolls off of Ayala with her momentum, tumbling back to her feet in quick measure -- though the powderized snowballs that cling to her plaid shirt are still arcing with crackles of electricity. Drawing in her breath, she hurriedly brushes that powder off of her...

"Aww yeah -- that was intense...!" she exclaims, once she's able to catch a breath! But she knows one more thing... the bell hasn't rung just yet!

[AYALA]
Ayala had been aiming for the girl's shoulder with her teeth, actually--though right now she's got other problems--despite the waterbender having water surging around her, none of that electricity is jumping from the cavewoman to the other fighter--it seems to need the bite to connect the circuit, more or less. Instead Ayala is twisted and slammed to the ground, her body folding up nearly completely as that huge blow to the chest comes crashing down, feeling like the wind was knocked out of her, again.

"Uhhhnn... Ayala ring your bell," Ayala had somehow gotten up again after that, looking like a zom--no, we don't say the Z-word in honor of JD--though it's definitely a miracle that she's somehow able to rise after all that. But it doesn't look like she'll be up for long.

The cavewoman runs and swings herself into a flying kick again--though much more awkwardly than her previous speed and grace before--looking like she's not even going to land right and sprawl out immediately after--oh god!

COMBATSYS: Ayala can no longer fight.

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Chevy            0/-------/----===|

COMBATSYS: Ayala successfully hits Chevy with Triple Kick.

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Chevy            0/-------/=======|

[CHEVY]
Plumes of vaporized snowballs are still rising through the air as Chevy pulls back to her feet. Relief washes over her features as she sees her opponent's winded look. As the audience begins to cheer, Chevy starts to relax her guard, stretching her limbs out to the side and bobbing lightly on her feet. Adrenaline's still coursing through her veins, and it needs to express itself one way or the other!

It's always been a little hard for Chevy to pay attention to the in-fight commentary from Tom and Lou. It's rare that speakers are directed -towards- the fighting stage, since NFG wants to make sure the fighters aren't distracted from their mission of pummeling one another into submission.

Even still -- Chevy's learned to tune out statements like Tom's: "Whoa... Maybe it's just me, Lou, but I don't think Ayala's ready to throw in the towel just yet."

It's in the midst of one of Chevy's light-stepped bobs that she hears Ayala's retort. And as she pivots to address the cavewoman with an inquisitive look...

*WHAM.* Awkward or not -- the kick slams hard into the same shoulder that had borne the brunt of Ayala's earlier attack, forcing a yelp of pain out of her! "Nnngh!" she howls, hurtling backwards in surprise! She hits the sand on her other shoulder, churning up a huge sandcloud that causes nearby audience members to throw their hands up in avoidance!

COMBATSYS: Chevy lets the tide wash out.


COMBATSYS: Chevy can no longer fight.


But when that sand clears... a downed Chevy -starts- to pitch forward and push back to her feet, but finds she just doesn't have the strength to do that.

The audience falls... well, not -silent-, but quieter, as the collective masses try to figure out exactly what just happened. Ayala's sprawled out after her kick. And, after her ill-fated attempt to get up, Chevy's body seems to have momentarily rebelled against consciousness; there's so much sand stuck to her rain-slicked body that she partway looks like a tinted sand sculpture.

Lou: "Well, they talked about drinks earlier. I'd say both of them could use a visit to the local Juan Valdez, what do you think?"

Tom looks back at Lou. "Do we have a sponsorship bit with them? I forget..."

While Tom and Lou sort that out, two fight officials are making his way out to the battlefield. One is just about to reach out to shake Chevy, when the hayseed suddenly rolls over and sits upright, rustling fingers through sand-caked hair.

"Ow." she states, rolling her arm around in a tentative test of her shoulder motions. And then, more insistently: "Ow!"

On further reflection, she adds, "I think y'done knocked somethin' loose, and I ain't even sure what!"

Log created on 11:54:55 12/05/2024 by Chevy, and last modified on 05:20:59 12/11/2024.