Description: "Dr. Crobe" and Zaki have a little battle in the Shanghai Sports Bar's basement -- with Vanessa running interference as the Chaos Agent. (Winner: Zaki)
There's a decent amount of people crowded within the bar tonight. With the so-called Chaos Agent rules changed, this particular fight has attracted a good amount of attention, though there's only so many people allowed into the depths of the building. Others are forced to watch via live camera feeds up topside, though msot of them have turned their attention to the Main Bout of the evening if they're not able to witness this one live.
Standing in the midst of the pseudoarena is the Chaos Agent herself, rueful as all hell of her position, but doing a wonderful job of not showing it. The moment she sees Zaki and Freeman present, it causes her to doubletake.
..Oh, wonderful. To her credit, it's another thing she doesn't show-- she bested Freeman the last time she saw him, so there's no particular worry on her end insofar as 'losing it' is concerned. Though he might note something oddly familiar hanging from the pocket of her scuffed up khakis...
Wearing her usual attire sans the blazer, the redhead fidgets with her suspenders idly, waiting for the two to take up positions before the announcements are made. "Alright, folks!" she shouts, either of her hands raised to silence any chatter going on throughout, her voice loud enough to carry through the interior. "Let's get this party started!" Holding up a card that has the names listed down (thank god), the redhead gestures her hand towards Freeman, saying, "Here we've got the mysterious newcomer, Dr. Crobe!" Oh, she wants to make a remark about it. But she doesn't! "And over here, we've got the Leader of the Ladies' Team, Zaki!" Looking between both of them, she says, "Alright, you two-- you know the rules. Let's make this a clean fight, alright?"
That said, she puts two fingers into her mouth to unleash one of those oh-so-typical high-pitched whistles, taking a step back to see who runs in first. Despite -who- it is that's fighting in this round, she's determined not to screw this up. Show Geese once and for all what 'fairness' equates to.
COMBATSYS: Vanessa has started a fight here.
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Vanessa 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Freeman has joined the fight here.
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Freeman 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Vanessa
COMBATSYS: Zaki has joined the fight here.
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Freeman 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Vanessa
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Zaki 0/-------/-------|
And there is everyone's favorite serial killer, parting through the crowd and stepping within the ring. Currently he's wearing something of a mad doctor's outfit; A black form-hugging shirt, with a white labcoat and white pants worn for good measure. The latter is splattered with rather disturbingly accurate-looking blood. Long rubber gloves cover his hands to the elbows, although the tips are cut away to expose his fingertips. Around his neck is one of those heart-checking-thingies with the cold metal bit, as well as a headband with light upon his forehead. His crimson hair is more wild then normal, showing his far from unattractive face in full menacing detail. In one hand is a large, bloody meat cleaver. In the other is a cordless drill, which is revved as Crobe's name is said with a cackle. "Clean... I've fully scrubbed up..." is hissed outwards, and at the moment Freeman doesn't notice Vanessa's dangly bits. If he did, that would be a shock on more level then one. Probably a good thing, at least at the onset.
He takes a loping step towards Zaki as the fight is finally begun, not giving Vanessa more then a sideward glance. He doesn't appear to care about her in the slightest, almost to an offending level. Lifting up his cleaver to slowly lick the blade, the drill is revved a second time. What kind of doctor needs a drill, anyway? Maybe a dentist, but then they wouldn't need a cleaver. How horribly innaccurate. And his line is cheesy, to boot. "Come on, girl! The doctor is in!!"
The gang leader doesn't take much notice of the rest of the crowd except to make some casual eye contact with the Seijyun girls scattered about the crowd and a few others wearing the uniform from another school. Once she's announced, she simply brings her fists up, her chains rattling softly. Without a word, she begins to rock back and forth on her heel, tapping her leading foot in a steady rhythm. No fanfare, but her calm demeanor and intense look ellicit a cheer from her girls. Flexing one hand, she pops her knuckles intimidatingly.
And thusly, Zaki isn't apparently about to instigate the fight. So Freeman will, and it doesn't take much incentive. He's aware that Vanessa will assault him for his troubles, yet doesn't really care too much. She's a pussycat if he's not distracted, after all. Charging at her with another mad laugh, he attempts to strike out with his cleaver towards Zaki's masked face, a whistling amount of force behind the blow. It's definitely enough to chop through big pieces of meat, like the girl opposite. "Ha!" is giggled out, drill still being revved for all it's worth. It's really more comical then effective, although Freeman is still ungodly fast even if unbalanced and much too aggressive.
And also, he uses a different move name, since it still fits. Just consider it CLEAVER RAKE.
COMBATSYS: Zaki blocks Freeman's Finger Rake.
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Freeman 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Vanessa
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Zaki 0/-------/-------|
Zaki seems a bit surprised that Freeman actually intends to use the knife in their little fight. So much for a good clean fight. As the blade slides toward her face she brings one hand up to block it, using her chain to deflect it and hopefully ding the blade beyond use. For her efforts, she ends up with a rip in her glove and a little bit of blood sliding down the heel of her palm. With the bloodied hand she makes a fist, chain wrapped about her knuckles, and slides to the side to swing a punch at Freeman's face. The look in her eyes is distinctly pissed off, "The hell you think you're doing?"
The second that Freeman moves in is the moment that Vanessa's on him like flies over crap. Darting in to counterbalance the attack that he's got going, she doesn't seem all that adverse to laying into him, but true to form, she's starting light. Without shouting out any obscenities or taunting the man, she merely throws her fists at him in the familiar patterning, her breath huffing out in time with the uppercut that comes up to catch him against his jaw. Block or dodge, it doesn't matter to her-- she's merely the disrupting force, wot?
Easing back a couple paces once the blow is delivered (or failed to be), the redhead is showing considerable restraint. -Now-, to focus her efforts n Zaki...
COMBATSYS: Freeman dodges Zaki's Strong Punch.
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Freeman 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Vanessa
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Zaki 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Vanessa successfully hits Freeman with Dash Puncher.
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Freeman 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Vanessa
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Zaki 0/-------/-------|
There is a noticeable chip in the cleaver, the piece of metal clinking into the air. But it's still in good enough condition, and he continues to apply the pressure upon the chain and forearm before it's finally knocked aside. Her heavy punch doesn't come within a mile of striking the man; He merely tips his head to the right, and she feels a brush of his hair as well as air. His grin is unabated, although he does realize Vanessa's coming towards him almost belatedly. He raises up his cleaver, attempting to block the punch. Yet she smashes through it, impacting the serial killer in the face with a /crack/. But it didn't hit as hard as it sounded, and he simply takes a step backwards while spitting blood to the side. Vanessa is glared at for a moment, similar restraint upon him, before attention is refocused on Zaki. Eyeing his chipped cleaver, he raises it into the air while drilling and simply laughs in a manic manner. It's more disorienting then anything else, but what can you expect?
COMBATSYS: Freeman focuses on his next action.
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Freeman 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Vanessa
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Zaki takes a step back to recover and gives her right arm a little shake, her chain uncoiling from her sleeve. As her eyes drift between Vanessa and the nutcase she's fighting, she brings the chain up in a slow swing, speeding it up to match the rhythm of her foot. The gleaming chain starts to whistle through the air and in a last moment she drastically increases the speed, then releases, the chain flying toward Freeman in a quick, tight spiral.
Smirking broadly at the result of her attack, Vanessa's eyes nonetheless remain on Zaki for the time being, the glare that she recieves from Freeman rather readily brushed to the side. The point of the evening is to act professional-- and make Geese choke on his own ruleset. Who knows? Maybe she'll get a re-hire with decent pay, but it's not likely. Reassuming her stance, she waits for the girl to move in for an attack against the serial killer, her eyes focussed, expression showing her concentration.
As that chain goes through the air, the boxer darts in to Zaki's side in an effort to avoid the whistling of the weaponry, realizing that she might get cuffed around a little more than she'd like to. However, it's with a quick, "Sorry 'bout this, sweetheart," and a smirk that she delivers the same uppercut to Zaki, though with less speed put behind it-- no need to sprint when she's close enough already.
COMBATSYS: Freeman negates Hakai no Tessa from Zaki with Overkill.
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Freeman 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Vanessa
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Zaki 0/-------/-------|
The chain darts towards Freeman, but he doesn't appear to be much perturbed. He suddenly places the cleaver in his teeth, and rears back his suddenly naked hand. At the last moment he unleashes a vicious assault of crimson energy; A flash of chi manifesting in a thin blade impacts the whip, causing an explosion of energy that deflects it cleanly away from the man. He grins wider, spitting the cleaver back into his hand before beginning to saunter towards the girl opposite in an oddly lurching manner, once more ignoring Vanessa completely. "This isn't very fun. You aren't that strong..."
COMBATSYS: Zaki dodges Vanessa's Medium Punch.
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Freeman 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Vanessa
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Zaki 0/-------/-------|
Zaki pulls her chain back with a yank and leans back as Vanessa's punch whiffs in front of her face. Raising a stern eyebrow and giving the girl a look, she taunts, "You wanna lose the other half of that suit?" But there are more important matters to attend. She puts her whole body into a sidestep followed by a quick cresent kick and finally a jumping ax kick, the latter aimed at Freeman's head. A crackle of blue energy sparkles near the incoming heel.
Nice to know the girl's got some speed to her.
As the punch thrown whiffs past Zaki, Vanessa takes another couple steps back, paying the girl no mind as her focus shifts back towards Freeman. Until Zaki makes a comment, of course.
"Careful," she demures at the girl in a sing-song tone, "Wouldn't wanna do anything that's seen as provocation."
Regardless of that, she knows Freeman's rhythms enough to guess where he'll take the girl-- and knows all the more that there's a chance he'll try laying into her as well. Still, there's 'fairness' to consider. And in that, she doesn't hesitate to follow through on another assault.
Dashing in, she throws not one, but two bright, amber-hued punches in the serial killer's direction, the first aimed for the side of his head to bring him in a downwards arc-- and similarly, set him up for a harsh blow to the other side of his head, the intent to slam him bodily on his side. All of this is done alongside Zaki, with the intent of using whatever momentum her attack brings to the man against him.
COMBATSYS: Zaki successfully hits Freeman with Gankou Geri.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-
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Freeman 0/-------/--=====|=------\-------\0 Vanessa
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Zaki 0/-------/-----==|
COMBATSYS: Freeman blocks Vanessa's Forbidden Eagle.
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Freeman 0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0 Vanessa
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Zaki 0/-------/-----==|
There's suddenly a flash of insight in Freeman. As Vanessa is flitting towards him, his eyes coincidentally flit downwards towards her rear. This is only due to seeing a flit of shiny material, however; Nothing whatsoever with the fact that said rear is nothing bad to look at. His eyes widen, and his hand flashes up with supreme casual ease and catches her amber fist, before the other does the same. Drill and cleaver are dropped in the motion, clattering on the ground. But he is so distracted, that both Zaki's moves impact Freeman; One cracking his chest, the other impacting him in the head hard enough that he reels.
"WHERE DID YOU GET THAT!" is roared, the tone completely hateful and venomous. He then hurls himself towards the boxer, completely ignoring Zaki in his attempt to grasp the other girl and pin her to the ground, still trying to hold her wrists with a completely psychotic expression. "WHERE DID YOU GET IT!" She might not even be certain what he's talking about, actually. Blood is streaming down the side of his face in waves more then anything, yet he doesn't even seem to notice the extent of his wounds...
And so much for the fight at hand, huh?
COMBATSYS: Freeman successfully hits Vanessa with Quick Throw.
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Freeman 0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0 Vanessa
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Zaki does not like that. Not one bit. "Hey, @#$&@&*@! Forget about me!?" Bringing her arms up, she makes a quick step toward Freeman and Vanessa and turns, curling down into a low stance with one foot planted tight to the ground. Pushing off her supporting leg, she lashes the other boot up at Freeman's head, putting the full momentum of her airborne body into the blow.
Good reflexes. Vanessa hadn't forgotten about that.
What she -is- confused about is Freeman's sudden assault on her, the likes of which completely throws her offguard. Attempting to throw her arms up to deflect the most of his momentum, she's nonetheless thrown to the ground with the serial killer on top of her, her teeth gritted at the impact of her back against the floor. Thing is, though... she has no friggin clue what he's going on about.
"Get -what-?!" she spits back at him, her only interest in getting him -off- of her. Within the rules, she CAN strike him again, especially in this position-- and she does. Jerking out of whatever hold is on her arms, the redhead uses what little leverage she has to out-and-out pummel her fists against Freeman's abdomen. "Get the -@*%!- off of me!" she shouts, angrily, barely containing what agitation she's got at being assaulted in this fashion. "I don't know what the -HELL- you're talking about!" ...And any idiot could tell you... she really -doesn't-.
COMBATSYS: Zaki successfully hits Freeman with Lonesome Pride.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-
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COMBATSYS: Vanessa successfully hits Freeman with Machine Gun Puncher.
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Freeman 1/---====/=======|=====--\-------\0 Vanessa
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Once more Zaki is completely ignored, and by all accounts and purposes her downwards kick hits someone that's a helpless noncombatant. His head lurches downwards towards Vanessa in probably a far too intimate manner given the force and his overbearing topwards position, yet unlike Kyo he'd make no comment. Both arms are managed to be snapped free given his dazed condition, and impact the serial killer in the stomach rather hard each time. Yet still he flashes out his hand towards Vanessa's face, a heavy rake of crimson energy. Then his other hand flashes towards her, also. Then a third. "GIVE IT BACK! GIVE IT BACK, YOU BITCH!" He's stating this rather mindlessly, and he's actually not much of a threat at all. The fight is completely over by all accounts; One more lovetap and Freeman's over, not to mention the fact the poor doctor's brain is definitely out of the office for the time being...
COMBATSYS: Vanessa blocks Freeman's Vision of Death.
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Freeman 1/--=====/=======|======-\-------\0 Vanessa
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Zaki stalks slowly around behind Freeman, swinging her chain again. Looks like the nut's totally absorbed in harassing the poor chaos element, but hey, works for her. On one swing, she catches her chain in her other hand and suddenly lunges at Freeman from behind, trying to wrap the chain around his throat. "Pay... ATTENTION."
That does it. Zaki's no longer the one that Vanessa's even -considering- herself focussed on. It's all about laying Freeman out this time around, and getting him -off- of her. The mere fact that he's positioned over her like this is bad enough-- the intimacy of it just makes it worse. WIth the younger woman wholly unable to get the man off of her despite the ferocious blow that's levelled on him, and her -own- pummelling failing to do much of anything other than enrage him further, Vanessa throws up either of her arms to deflect the attempted attack, her eyes squeezing shut at the slice that opens up along the side of her arm.
"I TOLD YOU!" she shouts back at him, all the more enraged by this, "I don't know WHAT THE @#&* YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT!"
As is, she can tell that the man's about to go under. There's no way he could take another blow like the one Zaki levelled on him before, and there's -sure- as hell no way that he could take both of them on at this rate. Thusly, it's with this in mind that the redheaded woman openfires with four *HEAVY* punches to the man's abdomen, if only to force him -off- of her once and for all-- and hopefully, that chain around his neck'll help the proceedings as well.
COMBATSYS: Freeman endures Zaki's Chain Strangler.
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COMBATSYS: Freeman fails to counter Puncher Weaving from Vanessa with Creeping Death.
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Vanessa 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Zaki
COMBATSYS: Freeman can no longer fight.
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Vanessa 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Zaki
The chain indeed impacts Freeman in the throat, but he doesn't care at all. He's still lunging towards Vanessa in a manic manner, eyes wild and teeth bared. No real attempt to divulge more information about what in the world he's talking about, until he attempts to grasp the girl by the face. But this is stopped as his shifting movement causes him to accidentally get struck in his mini-Freeman; The fatal move is stopped dead, eyes widening before the final three launch him off. Zaki's yanking finally works, and the hapless Dr. Crobe is yanked on his back and sprawls upon the ground, breathing raggedly. But he then manages to snap to his feet, yanking off the chain and stumbling away from the pair. "I'll KILL YOU!!!" He throws this at Vanessa, and the sheer venom and hate might literally startle her. Freeman had never really had any love, but these depths of sheer contempt are something new. He charges towards the door, knocking a couple people aside who are too slow to skip away, and barrels up the stairs in a heavy bleeding limp.
Zaki loops her chain around her wrist, pulling it tighter and tighter till she feels him stop struggling. It's impossible to see her mouth for her mask, but there's an amused smile in her eyes. Yeah, she saw where that punch went. She lets him go, coiling her chain into her sleeve again with a shrug. Her eyes move down to Vanessa and she offers the girl a hand, "Not bad. We make a pretty good team. What'd you say your name was?"
COMBATSYS: Zaki has left the fight here.
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Breathing heavily at the exertion it took to get the serial killer away from her, Vanessa scoots back a couple paces, still failing to get to a standing position just yet. If anything, she -is- startled-- perhaps a bit distraught-- by the sheer vehemence that she's been greeted with, and her expression shows it. What's worse? She really -doesn't- know what he's on about, no matter how much she tries. That, too, is painfully obvious. It doesn't occur to her that the one thing she never carries around is on her-- her mind is still too wrapped up in the fight itself.
Raising unsteadily to her feet, she does a good job of containing herself, her gaze shifting towards Zaki for a time... then back towards where Freeman departed. Heh'ing lightly at what the girl says, she answers, "Vanessa," her voice a little shaken, though it's gone the moment she clears her throat. "And hell, I'd say we do. Might wanna throw that in the suggestion box for next week, eh?" Grinning at Zaki, she approaches her to take hold of her hand, shouting out to the crowd "That's it, ladies and gents! The winner is Zaki, my new favorite chain-weilding hellion!" A little cheesy, but hey, at least it's honest. Releasing the girl's hand, she claps her on the back in the usual buddy-buddy fashion, saying, "Hope you get paid more than I do for this."
COMBATSYS: Vanessa has ended the fight here.
Zaki nods, "Vanessa. Sounds good to me." She feels a bit goofy with her hand raised in the air like that, and this entire fight has been odd to say the least. The bloodied knife laying on the ground attests to that. Much despite herself, she makes a V-sign with her free hand. "Yeah, me too. I'll give you a percentage. Looks like you did as much as I did..." After all, Vanessa never did actually -hit- her. No harm, no foul.
"Don't worry about it," Vanessa replies, grinning broadly. "Just buy me a round'a drinks sometime and we'll call it even. Me and this guy've got a long-standing history. Technically, he shouldn't even be fighting in the weekly tournaments--- you know who that is, don't you?" All the while that she's talking, people are filtering out of the basement, though some of the usual matches that gather after-hours are picking up, some of the men in the group converging in the arena. Motioning for the girl to follow her out, the redhead adds, "It's Freeman. Ye Olde Notorious Serial Killer. The guy's been disqualified at least two times for 'overcompensating.' Should've called foul when I noticed, honestly." She shrugs her shoulders at that. "C'mon. Let's go up topside. The testosterone brigade is getting ready to beat the snot out've one another," she comments, nodding her head towards the assembled men.
Zaki looks down at the cut on her hand and sticks her hands in her pockets, making a fist to stop the bleeding as she falls into step beside Vanessa, "Fair 'nough." She nods to her girls as they file by on their way out, giving her words of congratulations and encouragement. "So... Do you have any idea what got him so upset? Looked like he was just staring at your ass."
Did it? She didn't notice.
Looking around as if just as curious about it, Vanessa's motions taking her towards the staircase as she digs in her pocket, withdrawing the bizarre, albeit highly makeshift necklace. Just drillbits and other random things peiced together in a vaguely pretty assembly, the item itself causing her eyebrows to raise. "Think this is what did it?" she asks, confusedly. "It just... showed up at my doorstep. I was ready to take it to a pawnshop once all of this was said and done."
It's Freeman's?
"...Jesus christ," she breathes, rubbing at her eyes a little. "Hope this doesn't get Geese up my ass." Grimacing a little, she makes her way up the staircase, fully ready to start pounding back a good amount of drinks-- and finding some kind of bandaging for the wound along her arm.
Zaki peers at the necklace, "Wow... That's tacky." She could use a bandaid herself, and maybe some thread, or just a new pair of gloves. Not much of a drinker herself, that involving taking off her cool mask, but she'll buy Vanessa a round or two. "Looks like I'm undefeated so far. Hope I don't get business men pestering me to do commercials."
Hah!
"You never know," Vanessa replies, pocketing the necklace again. One way or another, she'll get it back to the man. If only to prove, once and for all, for her edification -and- to him, that she's not nearly as bad off as he is, and never will be. If this is what he was after... "Could have 'em beating down your door once they figure out they can't muscle Ryu into doing Wheaties ads." Snerk.
All in all, the night goes by without too much issue within the sports bar. Zaki is continuously congratulated for her win despite the fact that the odds turned quite uneven by the end thanks to Freeman's all-out assault against the Chaos Agent, but there's no doubt in anyone's mind that her skills were beautifully telegraphed throughout the fight. A decent evening with a decent ending.
Log created by Chen, and last modified on 08:10:09 04/24/2005.