Description: Not even a fight with Makoto is enough to keep Kensou's hunger away. (Winner: Kensou/Pacific High)
Athletic Field
Justice High's athletic field is nothing so large as Taiyo Dome or so
spacious as Pacific High's beachfront property, but just like everything else
at Justice, it's of the highest quality. There are no football, baseball, or
soccer fields here. Instead, there are tennis courts, strips of concrete for
fencing, racquetball courts, archery ranges, and so on. If it's a sport
enjoyed by the elite, it can be found here.
Afternoon at Justice High - almost the perfect time for a fight, at least by
Makoto's standards. The only time better would be dawn. Unlike her last match,
there are actually a decent number of people watching; the time isn't so
bizarre, and Kensou, at least, has fans coming to see him. Right now, Makoto has
gotten a spot just off the designated match area, where she's doing some
pre-event stretching. It pays to be prepared, right?
But who would've thought Kensou would make it to the second round of the
tournament? Of course, the Chinese fighter himself was quite convinced of the
fact, but Kelvin sure gave him a run for his money in the first round.
Unfortunately, this time the spry kenpoist is running a /little/ behind
schedule, so he comes barrelling out into the main floor of the arena, in a bit
of a panic. Oh, sure, he's not late for the start of the fight, but he's
certainly not going to have any time for a pre-fight warmup... As he hops
lightly onto the fighting stage, landing a little short of breath, hands on his
knews. "Whew, made it," Kensou says to himself, taking a deep breath and
straightening up. "Sorry, sorry... Okay, so, are you re--" Wait, he's the
only person in the ring. Looking around quickly, the Psycho Soldier soon spots
who he's pretty sure is his opponent, still off doing stretches. Not as late as
he thought, Kensou grins sheepishly.
Makoto could have lost track of time. She /does/ tend to do that. She's actually
almost on schedule for today, though, minus the few moments she took to stretch.
Her exercises, however, are now done; she enters the arena herself, tilting her
head side to side to pop her neck. That can't be healthy. "What?" she inquires,
having heard him speak but not just what was said. "I couldn't hear
you...sorry."
"Oh, er... Nothing," Kensou says, scratching the back of his neck with one hand
and looking a little embarassed. "Guess we'd better get down to business,
though, huh?" What with all the spectators, and all. As the Chinese fighter
moves to his position on the stage, there's all the usual tournament things
going on... The announcer, the hype, getting the crowd psyched up to watch a
couple of kids beat the snot out of each other. Though he does play to the
crowd a bit, grinning broadly and flashing a thumbs-up, Kensou doesn't really
pay attention to most of the rest of it.
Makoto actually grins. "Absolutely. I'm interested in showing what Rindoukan can
do...again." She drew her first round and won in the tiebreaker...not a great
introduction to her martial art. This time, she has to do better. Unlike Kensou,
she pays absolutely no attention whatsoever to those 'tournament things'; all
she does is cinch her belt tighter and get over to her own starting place.
This is, of course, one of Kensou's least favourite kinds of situations; he's up
against someone whose abilities are pretty much completely unknown to him...
And that almost never goes well. Before hopping easily into his usual
wide-legged, sidelong stance, the Chinese fighter flashes another grin and
thumbs-up... This time aimed at his opponent. "Well, let's make this a good
one, then! I ain't gonna go easy on you, just 'cause you're a girl!" But what
he IS going to do is bide his time, rather than his usual strategy of
'immediately going on the offense'. And, of course, there it is... The signal
for the two of them to start!
COMBATSYS: Kensou has started a fight here.
COMBATSYS: Makoto has joined the fight here.
COMBATSYS: Kensou focuses on his next action.
Makoto laughs out loud, rolling her shoulder to loosen up a little more. Not
that she really needs it. "I should /hope/ not!" is all she says, bringing up
her arms and settling into fighting stance - left foot and arm forward, right
back with the fist balled up. She, unlike Kensou, sees no point in waiting - she
closes the distance rapidly as soon as the signal is given, in a real dash
rather than her odd-looking Rindoukan walk, leveling a light chop at Kensou's
face.
COMBATSYS: Kensou endures Makoto's Jab Punch.
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Makoto 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Kensou
Letting out a slow breath as Makoto advances on him, Kensou doesn't have much
time to decide what to do about the girl's first attack... So, hey, why not
make a learning experience of it? The Chinese fighter grits his teeth and gets
chopped in the face, grunting and taking a half-step back; however, his right
hand comes up, in an open-palm gesture, even as he's hit. Attempting to exploit
the lull in defense that usually accompanies an attack, Kensou aims to just
lightly tap the other fighter with his open hand... From whence a quick
blue-white blast will emerge if he makes contact, to hurl Makoto away from him!
COMBATSYS: Makoto blocks Kensou's Sunda.
Makoto tenses reflexively as Kensou reaches out for her. She's quite familiar
with grappling styles and she'd really rather not let him get a hand on her,
even if it's innocent-looking. The tensing means that when he suddenly blasts,
she goes nowhere far - shoved back about two feet, no more. "Nice trick," she
grunts, before lashing out with a foot to trip Kensou with a half-step forward.
Whether he goes down or not, she delivers an overhand chop, hoping to catch him
solidly before he can get up - but even if he stays up, she might be able to peg
him. That's her plan, anyway.
COMBATSYS: Kensou dodges Makoto's Araiso.
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Makoto 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Kensou
"Heh," Kensou chuckles a bit at the compliment, smirking ever so slightly. "You
ain't seen nothin' yet!" At the trip attempt, the Psycho Soldier does the first
thing that comes to mind... He backflips, circumventing the strike and putting
more space between himself and Makoto and avoiding, you know... Getting hurt.
The fact that it lets him show off a little for the crowd, well, that doesn't
hurt any either. The Chinese fighter gathers up energy as he flips, and when he
lands, slightly crouched, his hands are up in front of his face, but not for
long. Those hands sweep outwards, hurling a sphere of blue-white Psycho Power
at Makoto, as he calls out: "Choukyuudan!"
COMBATSYS: Makoto dodges Kensou's Choukyuu Dan.
Makoto doesn't deal well with distance, mostly because - unlike a lot of
fighters - she has no attacks that will get from Point A to Point B. She presses
forward after Kensou backflips, trying to keep him in close quarters, where
she's fairly sure she has the upper hand...but seeing him charge, she advances
in a roll, the sphere harmlessly far above her head. When she pops back up, it's
only to a crouch, where she hesitates a moment; teeth gritted as she tenses her
entire body, she rises the rest of the way, arm smashing up into an uppercut.
COMBATSYS: Makoto successfully hits Kensou with Fukiage.
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Makoto 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Kensou
And, WHAM. Kensou gets hit right in the chin, his head snapping back as he
moves right up onto his toes from the force of the strike, recoiling back again.
"Geh...!" That's one hard hit, all right; the Psycho Soldier's vision unfocuses
- though he's just looking up at the sky at this point, anyway - but he's
definitely got more in him. Either way, he also starts falling backwards; as he
falls, though, Kensou reaches for Makoto, aiming to grab her directly this time
and bring her down /with/ him as his left leg comes up towards her midsection,
in order to push her off once he's landed. It's a simple enough throw, the
question is whether he'll manage a clean hit, this time.
COMBATSYS: Kensou successfully hits Makoto with Tomoe Nage.
Makoto isn't terribly fast and tends to hold position a little longer than she
should. Off she goes, thrown and pushed away, to land in a rather rough roll
that doesn't do a lot to break her fall; she lands heavily, biting back whatever
she was going to say. That stung. She's quick to get to her feet, though, even
if she moves a little less smoothly. Whether Kensou has gotten up or not by this
point, she launches into her next strike - she tries a massive overhand chop,
powerful enough to really mess up someone's day, with gritted teeth and a grunt
of exertion.
COMBATSYS: Kensou dodges Makoto's Oroshi.
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Makoto 0/-------/--=====|=====--\-------\0 Kensou
In fact, Kensou /hasn't/ gotten up, not by the point Makoto is trying to split
his head like a melon. Seeing the incoming attack, the young man's eyes widen.
"Aw, crap!" he says, hurriedly rolling out of the way of the chop, feeling the
force of the strike hit the floor of the fighting stage just beside his head,
through the impact and the rush of air. He keeps rolling a bit, getting his
hands underneath him, crossed at the wrists... And quickly tucking his body on
top of his hands, he then pushes off the gound in one smooth, practiced motion,
legs extended in a rising, spinning kick intended to strike Makoto as she
recovers from her chop. "Yaaa--!"
COMBATSYS: Kensou successfully hits Makoto with Ryuu Gakusai.
Makoto is not only hit, she's knocked backwards, and her roll isn't enough to
recover. When she /does/ get up, she's looking more than a little dazed. She
hangs back, shaking her head to clear it and keeping distance long enough to get
a good look at what Kensou is doing. Maybe she needs to reconsider this.
COMBATSYS: Makoto focuses on her next action.
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Makoto 1/------=/=======|=======\-------\0 Kensou
At the height of his rise, Kensou tucks his body back in, twisting in midair to
land gently on his feet, slipping back into his stance. A boyish grin is
directed at Makoto, who seems to be keeping her distance! "Whew! You hit
really hard... So you're gonna havta forgive me for not makin' it easy for
you!" he calls over at the other fighter, before once again bringing up his
hands. "Haa... Choukyuudan!" the Psycho Soldier cries for a second time, once
again sending a blue-white sphere of energy careening towards Makoto, this one
aimed a bit lower than before.
COMBATSYS: Makoto endures Kensou's Choukyuu Dan.
Makoto has her breath back, and when Kensou starts to speak, she braces herself
as if getting ready for something. "Maybe, but you're going to see one of
Rindoukan's secrets!" When he throws the sphere - she charges forward, right
through it. It slows her for a moment, the energy bursting around her, but she
doesn't stop. Her left fist comes up in a strike towards Kensou's midsection,
followed by a rapid series of strikes, and then one last one - up and away with
every once of force she can muster, enough to make her own arm tingle.
"SEICHUUSEN GODANZUKI!"
COMBATSYS: Makoto successfully hits Kensou with Seichuusen Godanzuki.
- Power hit! -
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Makoto 0/-------/-------|=======\======-\1 Kensou
And shown a secret Kensou is! The skinny young man gets hit solidly by every
single strike aimed at him by Makoto, his body shaking with every impact, and
the last hit sends him flying, up up and away! Landing roughly on the far end
of the arena, Kensou sort of lays there in a heap for a few instants, before
getting back up a little shakily. "Geez..." he mutters, staggering a bit. "Did
anybody get the license plate on that truck?" Wait, no! He remembers where he
is! Shaking his head to clear it, the Chinese fighter looks at Makoto with a
dramatic look, pointing at her with his left hand, his right hidden behind his
back. "Since you showed me one of your style's secrets... Now I'll show you
mine!" And his right hand comes out with - you guessed it! - a piping hot
meatbun pulled seemingly from nowhere. And, still looking as serious as he
possibly can... Kensou stuffs it into his mouth, and starts chewing.
While Kensou is 'indisposed' on the ground, Makoto shakes her arm out. Tensing
like that stiffens her right up...it's kind of painful, too, although not that
bad. Advancing about half-way towards him, she pauses when he brings up his
hand, preparing to block - and then he stuffs a meat bun in his mouth. This was
not the expected result. She stares for a moment.
And then Makoto laughs. "What, going to take a break for a snack? This is a
tournament! No time for dinner!" Drawing back an arm, she charges forward,
blazingly fast, and aims one strike toward Kensou's stomach. If /that/ won't get
him to stop eating and spit it out, nothing will. "You think maybe I'm a joke
and you can stop for a snack?"
COMBATSYS: Kensou successfully hits Kensou with Meat Bun.
COMBATSYS: Makoto successfully hits Kensou with Hayate.
- Power hit! -
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Makoto 0/-------/-----==|=======\=------\1 Kensou
Never, ever underestimate Kensou's eating abilities! He's already choked down
the whole nikuman, whatever he intended by it, by the time Makoto gets to him,
and the punch to his stomach - while /extremely/ painful - doesn't bring it back
up. "GGRRK!" he gasps out as he gets hit, skidding back and almost falling out
of the ring. "Tch...! N-no, you're definitely no joke," Kensou says in a
strained voice, taking just a second to recover before bringing out his right
hand again, left hand wrapped around his wrist... While his clothes and hair
stir lightly in what might be a breeze, except there's no wind in the arena
right now... "And now I'll show you the real secret!" he shouts, attempting to
put his hand on Makoto's chest... Presuming things go the way he wants, Makoto
will be enveloped in the sudden explosion of Psycho Power that emits from his
hand, a large blast accompanied by a series of smaller bursts... And a final
blast which would hurl both Makoto AND Kensou away, as the Chinese youth loses
control over the power. "HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-!"
COMBATSYS: Kensou successfully hits Makoto with Senki Hakkei.
Makoto makes an attempt to back away - but she's not quite fast enough, and
Kensou gets a hand on her. While she's not real worried about the /hand/, the
explosions of Psycho Power are quite another thing, and eventually she's
launched away to land heavily on her back, barely concious.
And then she gets up anyway. Breathing deeply, face bright red with exertion
(shouldn't she be down by now?), she charges back forward. Nothing distracts her
from her total focus as she levels a series of rapid chops and kicks at Kensou;
eventually, though, she loses her focus, and falls to her knees, then the
ground, whether she's managed to connect with Kensou or not.
COMBATSYS: Kensou dodges Makoto's Tanden Renki.
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Kensou 0/-------/------=|
Actually, Kensou kinda ended up out of the ring. It didn't take long for him to
get back in, so there he is... Just in time to see Makoto come charging at him
again. His solution to this series of attacks is to get the /hell out of the
way/, because man, Makoto is the cause of an awful lot of pain. Cartwheeling to
one side, the kenpoist simply gets clear, watching Makoto's collapse. Since it
doesn't look like she's getting back up, well, Kensou heaves a heavy sigh of
relief, looking up with a big smile on his face to appreciate the inevitable
cheers and applause from a hard-earned victory. "Wow," he says quietly, rubbing
his injured chin. "I can't believe that worked."
COMBATSYS: Kensou has ended the fight here.
Log created by Kobun, and last modified on 18:03:50 12/06/2005.