Description: The icy assassin takes on the famous martial arts start, with Southtown Harbor as the backdrop. (Winner: Kula)
Harbor
The center of Southtown's rich importing and exporting trade--as well as
the Syndicate's far wealthier arms dealing and drug trafficking business--the
harbor consists of a series of piers, docks, and warehouses, all filling the
area to the brim with activity at almost all hours of the night. At any given
time, large cargo ships are coming in and out, and the entire zone is
perpetually busy with men loading and unloading the ships. As of late, a war
between organized crime factions has likewise made the harbor into something
of a warzone, with outbreaks of violence an almost weekly occurence.
[Exits : <W> West to Downtown, <S> South to Sound Beach, and <OUT> to
Pacific Ocean ]
<Public> Feilong listens to the news anchors, "And as we near the end of the
first tournament fight, the winner is... wait... wait a minute, there is
another Tournament fight picking up in the harbor." The announcer quickly
looks around. "When this fight is over, we'll see you at the new fight."
A brisk wind blows in from the harbor, the choppy waves impacting against
the docks. It's already dark, flickering lights shining over the would-be
arena, with the sound of rocking boats and creaking docks adding to the
ambience of the locale. It's feels like a storm might blow in at any moment,
but as of yet not a single drop of rain has impacted against the pavement.
Kula arrives, hopping off a passing boat onto one of the docks. The boat, a
fancy speedboat, takes off as she 'skates' down the pier, moving as if ice
skating to the arena. As she passes through the informal crowd and into the
arena proper, she skids to a halt, throwing off a spray of frost as she does
so. Frost comes off the young girl as she flexes her power... but otherwise
remains still, her back to most of the arena.
Feeling the cold air whip around him, tunic doing little to stop the chill,
Feilong heads towards the crowd from the southend warehouses. Walking
confidently, he approaches the waiting fans, snapping his head to the left
as he hears the first call of his name. He focusses back on the crowd as the
beginning ranks begin to turn his way. A smile curls up onto his lips as his
name is chanted loudly throughout the area. Without breaking stride, he
raises a hand in greeting to his fans, as he, somewhat forcefully, pushes
his way through the crowd. He stands opposite Kula, giving her a quick once
over before orienting on her face. "So you're Kula?" He asks rhetorically.
Megumi has been waiting here for a while, sitting on a crate that hasn't
been loaded up to a ship just yet. Much like many other observers, she's
been looking forward to this one. She doesn't launch into any cheers or
otherwise take sides, but she's very attentive and glad to be here, watching
as Kula and Feilong arrive.
Kula looks over at the shoulder, and nods quietly rather than speaks. She
then languidly turns, a bored expression on her face. Her arms remain at her
sides, unready, as she says, "I need a good sample. Don't hold back." She
closes her gloved hands for a moment, opening them again. "Ready?", she
asks... rhetorically as well.
Feilong exhales sharply, emitting a crisp, 'Hyeh' as he adopts his fighting
stance. "I never hold back." His lips curling into a wider smile. He takes a
few steps towards Kula, "Ready." He says before closing the distance in a
quick stride brining a foot up quickly towards Kula's side.
COMBATSYS: Feilong has started a fight here.
Ken is in the large of the crowds, decided to watch without drawing
attention to himself. He decided to not get involved with this fight... But
well, next time is another story. Either way, he just watches with a small
smirk, waiting for the 'show' to start.
COMBATSYS: Kula has joined the fight here.
COMBATSYS: Kula blocks Feilong's Light Kick.
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Kula 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Feilong
Kula ducks low, taking the blow with her arms as she shields herself with a
thin layer of ice. Shedding it with the impact, she suddenly lunges forward
as a blur, leaning forth into Feilong as she slams her hands out in what
looks like a twin palm strike... but a small barrage of icicles springs
forth from a corona of ice energy, aimed upward to try and strike the dragon
in the face. Apparently, she isn't inclined to start simple.
COMBATSYS: Feilong blocks Kula's Ice Strike.
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Kula 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Feilong
Feilong shifts his wait to his forward, right, foot. He raises his arms in
front of him, and feels the impact of the attack, and the numbing of his
arms, due to the ice. He forces his arms forward, pushing him away from
Kula. Standing ready, wind blowing through his light garments, he lunges
forward, with his left leg, into a thrust kick aimed at Kula's stomach.
COMBATSYS: Kula dodges Feilong's Medium Kick.
Weaving back, Kula skids out of the way of the attack on a patch of ice,
before hopping forward with surprising speed and ducking low to deliver a
quick kick aimed at Feilong's ankle. She remains impassive as she fights,
not really showing any reactions; having a demeanor much like the element
she wields.
COMBATSYS: Kula successfully hits Feilong with Light Kick.
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Kula 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Feilong
Feilong stumbles, quickly, as his thrust kick meets no resistence. He
attempts to drop into an evasive stance, but does so a fraction of a second
too late and he is caught by Kula's kick. Wipping his foot back after the
strike he drops forward attempting a quick punch to the face. A sharp 'Ka!'
can be heard with the descending fist.
COMBATSYS: Feilong successfully hits Kula with Jab Punch.
Her jaw spinning with the blow, Kula looks like she got tagged pretty
good... but she rolls with the punch, sliding back again. Rather than lunge
forward again, however, but her hand raises as she recovers, blowing across
her palm. As she does so, a gust of freezing wind rolls towards Feilong,
crackling the ground with permafrost as it blows forth... the moisture in
the air coming to deadly life.
COMBATSYS: Kula successfully hits Feilong with Diamond Breath.
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Kula 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Feilong
Feilong shivers, uncontrolably, as the freeze grips his body through his
clothes. With a moan, he begins to feel the effect fade. His, bluish, lips
turn downwards into a grim expression as he eyes his opponent. He sprints
forward, leaping high into the air, and decending with a downward heel kick,
aimed at Kula's head.
COMBATSYS: Feilong successfully hits Kula with Chokka Rakutei.
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Kula 0/-------/---====|=====--\-------\0 Feilong
Kula tries to evade, but the foot follows a little more quickly, clipping
her shoulder hard. She nearly tumbles to the ground with the impact... but
her speed lets her recover quickly, and she quickly leans back, lashing out
as she spins back away from the fighter. It's a shot in the dark - she isn't
even really taking the time to aim - but it might keep him at bay for a
moment.
Ken merely continues to watch the fight with a glimmer of interest. This is
a all out slug fest at the time being... But neither fighter seems to be
showing any serious signs of tiring. Rubbing his chin, he would have put
money on Fei considering his fame but well, this girl is much better than he
thought when he first met her.
COMBATSYS: Feilong blocks Kula's Ray Spin.
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Kula 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Feilong
Megumi has kept pretty silent throughout the match, not shouting out or
otherwise causing distractions. By the same token, progress made by Fei or
Kula doesn't change her fairly eager expression at all. She's apparently
just watching with no favorites.
Feilong raises his hands in effort to block the impending attack. He lets
out a sharp, and loud, "Kya!" as he feels his arms take the brunt of the
attack. He lets out an even louder, "Yeaaaa!" As his foot begins to catch on
fire burning with long flames. He launches into the air, spinning backwards
hoping to catch Kula in the jaw.
COMBATSYS: Feilong successfully hits Kula with Shien Kyaku.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-
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Kula 1/------=/=======|=======\-------\1 Feilong
Kula's eyes widen - though it's subtle enough that if you blink, you miss it
- at the sight of flame. Apparently, that catches her by surprise, and she's
knocked up into the air, burning with flames that are quickly extinguished
by her cold... and she hits the ground hard. She rolls over, tumbling back
to her feet, and then dashes forward. One might note a slight bit of
irritation in her eyes as she ignores her new bruises, aiming to try and
humble Feilong with a move he made famous. Lunging forward, she lashes out
with a fist towards her solar plexus. It falls short at the last moment,
before her shaking fist adds the exclamation point to the attack.
COMBATSYS: Feilong blocks Kula's One Inch.
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Kula 1/------=/=======|=======\=------\1 Feilong
Feilong lands back on his feet, as the licking flames, around his foot, is
extinguished. His lip curls upward in a half smile, and he watches Kula rush
towards him. At the last second he whips his right forearm up between
himself and Kula's fist. Taking the attack to the arm, he reaches over with
his free arm towards Kula's head. He launches himself into a forward flip,
reaching out with his other arm, hoping to grab Kula by the hair and throw
her over him as he lands.
COMBATSYS: Kula blocks Feilong's Aerial Flip.
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Kula 1/-----==/=======|=======\=------\1 Feilong
Kula is grabbed, flung, and toss, but she recovers in midair, landing on her
feet rather than her back. Skating up to Feilong, she raises her hands,
creating a wall of ice as she does so. The wall rushes forward, and it looks
like she's aiming to just outfight freeze Feilong in a block of ice where he
stands. Her hair blows back with the manifestation of her power, a chill
radiating in all directions from the ice.
COMBATSYS: Feilong dodges Kula's Ice Coffin.
Feilong lands, immediately dropping into an evasive stance, anticipating a
quick reply to his attack. He dances to the side as he sees the wall of ice
moving towards him. Feeling the breeze as it passes, less than an inch, from
him, he lashes out with a quick roundhouse hoping to catch Kula in the back
as she passes.
COMBATSYS: Kula dodges Feilong's Light Kick.
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Kula 1/-----==/=======|=======\=------\1 Feilong
Both fighters seem remarkably quick, making the fight go swiftly... but both
fighters seem adept at avoiding each other's assaults. Kula ducks under the
roundhouse, and then rises just as defly, lashing out with a high straight
punch as she rises. Her fist twists just before impact, however, adding an
spiral of icy knuckles to the blow.
COMBATSYS: Feilong blocks Kula's Ice Strike.
Feilong recovering quickly from his missed kick, he catches sight of the
spiraling knuckles aimed towards him. He twists his body at an angle, to the
side, feeling the icy touch graze his shoulder. Reverting to his original
stance he pauses, taking a few steps back, breathing deeply.
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Kula 1/----===/=======|=======\==-----\1 Feilong
COMBATSYS: Feilong takes a breather.
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Kula 1/----===/=======|=======\==-----\1 Feilong
Kula keeps attacking Feilong, trying to keep up the pressure as she hops
into the air, lashing out with one of her boots in a jump kick. It's not
like her to take to the air, but she experiments, trying different tricks to
see if any will crack the dragon's scales.
COMBATSYS: Feilong blocks Kula's Medium Kick.
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Kula 1/----===/=======|=======\===----\1 Feilong
Arms raising as he watches the downward arc of this flying girl, Feilong's
lips quirk downwards to a look of aggrevation. He braces himself as he feels
the impact of the girls kick reach his arms. With a loud, angry, outburst,
"Kyaaa!" His feet catch flames, and he hopes to catch a descending Kula off
guard with his flaming, backflip, kick.
COMBATSYS: Kula blocks Feilong's Shien Kyaku.
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Kula 1/---====/=======|=======\====---\1 Feilong
Kula lands just before impact, and puts forth a square, flat shield of ice.
The ice shatters, taking most of the impact, but a stray piece flies forth,
cutting kula across the cheek as her energy backlashes across her. Not
paying the pain any mind, however, she tries to dive under Feilong's leap,
and lashes out behind herself in a quick knife-hand aimed at Feilong's back.
Those who pay attention to style might notice - this is clearly an
assassination move rather than straight martial arts.
COMBATSYS: Kula successfully hits Feilong with Behind Slash.
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Kula 1/--=====/=======|=======\=====--\1 Feilong
Feilong lands, not noticing the attack aimed at his back. With a loud snap,
he stumbles forward one arm wipping behind his back to where Kula's attack
landed. Spinning towards her he wastes no time and fires a series of three
punches at Kula, two aimed at her stomach, and a final hook to her cheek.
COMBATSYS: Kula dodges Feilong's Rekkaken.
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Kula 1/--=====/=======|=======\=====--\1 Feilong
Ken just continues to watch, hrmming as Feilong had to take a breath.
Either way, he figures both of the fighters have to be hurting by now. Ken
just gives a smirk. He might just have to see how he matches up with them
later... Just for kicks to make sure that well, that he won't struggle with
one of them like they seem to be to one another. Not exactly a polite thing
to think, but well, Ken isn't always a polite guy.
Kula dashes past Feilong with her blurring, skating motion, moving past him
as his combination strikes. Her hand moves quickly towards its shoulder, and
a small spark of cold energy appears. It seems to be an quick tap-back
rather than a dedicated strike, as she tries to wear her opponent down.
COMBATSYS: Feilong blocks Kula's Jab Punch.
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Kula 1/--=====/=======|=======\=====--\1 Feilong
Feilong whips an arm around, deflecting the blow into his spinning body,
most of the damaged nulled. He launches himself forward, falling to his side
as he whips a leg around, attempting to use the momentum from his body to
add to the attack at Kula's ankles.
COMBATSYS: Kula blocks Feilong's Light Kick.
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Kula 1/--=====/=======|=======\======-\1 Feilong
Kula turns and blocks with a brush of her hand, creating another clear
shield that cracks without shattering. It dissipates, and she swings out
with a backhand, twirling like an ice skater as she strikes. A simple
attack; obviously, she's holding back a bit now. But why?
COMBATSYS: Kula successfully hits Feilong with Medium Punch.
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Kula 1/-======/=======|=======\=======\1 Feilong
Bringing his foot down, from his deflected attack, Feilong begins to drop
into an evasive stance not seeing the following attack. He catches the brunt
of Kula's attack on his chest, with a grunt. He launches towards her with a
quick jump, and a downward heel kick to her head.
COMBATSYS: Feilong successfully hits Kula with Chokka Rakutei.
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Kula 2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Feilong
Kula takes the blow, getting knocked to the ground as heel meets head. As
she gets to her elbows, she mumbles, "I can't... I can't hold it back any
longer..."... and then presses her hands to the ground. Nothing seems to
happen for a moment... and then the ground explodes, as icy pillars erupt
from the water below the docks, sending wood splinters flying in every
direction... aimed to detonate right underneath her opponent, of course.
COMBATSYS: Kula successfully hits Feilong with Diamond Edge.
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Kula 0/-------/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Feilong
Feilong get smashed into the air, by the pillar, exploding from the ground
beneath him. He falls back to the ground with a loud 'THWAP'. Groaning he
slowly gets to his feet, faces bruised from the last attack. He glares at
Kula. Emitting a loud, high-pitched scream. 'YeeeeeAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA' Hands
upraised 90 degrees from his biceps, shaking violently. His Ki explodes from
within him, engulfing his hands and feet in flames. He launches himself
towards Kula as fast as he can, aiming a series of fast, yet strong punches
to her body and face, following up with a backflip, hoping to catch her with
both feet in succession.
COMBATSYS: Feilong can no longer fight.
COMBATSYS: Feilong has left the fight here.
COMBATSYS: Kula dodges Feilong's Ryu Hassai.
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Kula 0/-------/=======|
Kula leans back, backing out of the way as Feilong gets his final wind. She
slides to the side as he expends the last of his energy, and then
mechanically deals an axe kick to him, sending him tumbling down. She turns
towards the cameras, looking to them, and then down to Feilong. "... Your
style was used to devise mine... so... thank you for the updated data.", she
says finally, quietly enough that most of the fans probably don't hear it
all. Though throughly exhausted, only a keen eye might pick it up from her
stance, which is back to her opening 'arms loosely at the side' pose.
Feilong slowly, struggling, gets to his feet. Holding his ribs with his left
hand he approaches the standing girl. "Good fight. He says grimly, before
heading towards the crowd. Half stumbling, he pushes his way through the
crowd, and back to the southern warehouses.
Ken just hrmms as the girl is a /lot/ better than he thought. Lucky or
not... That took skill. After all Feilong is a darn good fighter. Merely
clapping politely as others cheer in various forms, Ken just tilts his head
as she lookd down to him. "She's different... Is it just that she's that
good... Or something else. Must just be a talented kid."
Megumi...watches as Fei and Kula conclude their battle. And as Feilong goes
down, she applauds. Not wild cheering or other hyper celebrations, but
simple applause. And as Fei begins moving out, she moves to try and get
through the crowd to follow after him. ...Probably to limited avail.
Kula doesn't seem to pay much attention to the crowd, instead just walking
back towards the docks. A bit of lumber falls down towards the water below,
splashing. She doesn't seem happy or pleased about winning, but instead
retains her 'ice queen' mask in order to hide all the bruises and aches
she's collected underneath her fighting suit.
Log created by Kobun, and last modified on 17:24:39 12/06/2005.