Description: Saturday Night Fight pits team NESTS up against the supercolorful OMG schoolgirls with surprising results. (Draw Match)
It's unlikely Geese Howard -directly- made any money off either the Strolheim Teacher-Student Tournament, or the King of Fighters tournament, but that's not to say the businessman isn't going to make a killing tonight. The Howard Arena stands are -packed- with attendees eager to watch champions from the winning teams of both tournaments here in the ring, squaring off against two fighters many of them have never even heard of.
The more recent newsmedia darling just happens to be strolling out to center stage at right this moment. Throwing one hand up in an exultant wave to the crowd, Sakura basks in the cheers, a gentle smile on her face. She's had a humbling week ever since the tournament, so she's not as smug as she -could- be, but by and large, she's tuning out most of what the announcer has to say. Not because she doesn't want to hear it, but because she's here to fight! She checks the fit on her handguards, after a moment, sparing a glance back to the gate from whence she came. She's more often pitted against Megumi, rather than alongside her, so this is... a change. A welcome one, at that, if the broad smile is any indication.
COMBATSYS: Sakura has started a fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Megumi has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Foxy has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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Megumi 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Foxy
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Sakura 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Angel has joined the fight here.
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Megumi 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Foxy
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Sakura 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Angel
The hum of the crowd, the hint of tension among the air... it's intriguing. While the seemingly aristrocratic Spaniard that steps into the arena is all too familiar with the goings-on of tournaments and the like, she's never found herself amidst a crowd of this size. It's easy to see how one might become intoxicated with it, but she's little interest in the prestige that this will win her. Her intent? Well... that's left up in the air to everyone except her current cohort. Once within visual range, the eccentrically attired platinum blonde is quick to draw her blade from its sheath along her hip as she steps into the central portion of the arena.
"The maintainer would do himself well to air this place out," she observes dryly, to no one in particular. "Quite the stink of beer and refuse-- hardly appropriate for an arena of this magnitude." Casting a glance around herself, she looks for the white-haired Mexican that's supposed to be alongside her, in lieu of last-minute changes. For now, she hardly seems daunted by the prospect of being alone in the midst of two of Southtown's 'legends,' the tip of her rapier touching to the ground as either of her hands cross over the hilt.
Taking a good look at Sakura and allowing for a withdrawn, if not appraising smile, the woman offers a bow of her head, the serenity in her expression failing to miss so much as a beat. "While I'm not as familiar with your record as I was with my last opponent, from all I've heard of the tournaments themselves, I'm more than happy to present myself as a willing combatent in tonight's fight. My associate should be along soon. Sakura Kasugano, is it?" Raising her rapier and assuming a posture that's all too familiar with fencing, she ammends, "Foxy Arreaza."
Megumi likewise is not all that smug about being here, and wasn't basking in the hype given for a main event that she felt was unexpected. She did get here a bit early though, and is following Sakura out to the arena. As she goes, she's at least trying to play up the crowd a bit though; waving to them and giving a few fist-pumps despite the fact she's only walking out, instead of a more energetic run. Maybe it'll work to get them excited a little more, who knows.
This display ends once she's into the arena itself, standing by Sakura still as Foxy makes a quick introduction. Megumi's quiet about this. Foxy wasn't talking to her, so no need to butt in. She's just standing still, aside from twisting one hand around in the other; self-inflicted wristlocks to stretch out.
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Late late late. In direct contast to Megumi's being way early, it's seems the second member of Foxy's team is a bit late! And who would that be? Angel, of course. Getting called in last minute is one thing. Getting called in last minute when you were just about to go out drinking is another. Perhaps the mention of beer and refuse is a bit on the money. Not that Angel smells like refuse, or even beer... but she was hoping to smell like beer. She has to settle for another vice though, as the rather scantily clad woman makes her way ringside.
..
Wafts of smoke rise from the death stick perched between the lips of the Mexican's mouth, and as she takes a drag off her cigarette, she hops the into the ring with a bit of a bounce on her heels and other parts of her body which aren't worth mentioning. A free hand comes up to readjust her rather wild bangs from in front of her face, before she flicks off some ashes and blows out a puff of smoke out of her mouth.
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And then, with the cigarette in hand, she does it- Signature, but to who, we're not sure. But it is certain- She throws up the cow horns. Wiggling both index fingers to either side of her temple with a grin. That is before stepping closer to both Foxy and Sakura, and by way of spatial relations, Megumi as well. Placing the cigarette between her lips, she talks to Foxy as the stick bounces up and down in her mouth, "Foxy Cleopatra, greets." To fingers tip a salute to Sakura as well, nodding her head a bit to the girl and her partner, grin quite easily seen around that stick of tobacco, "Schoolgirl-girl. Sakura, isn't it?" She laughs a bit, not at Sakura, mind, as she takes the stick of death between her fingers and offers Foxy a drag- Though doubts she'd want one. The stick removal and the exhaled puff of smoke is just so she can properly.. sing, "And a poser, too! A millionaire, and his wiffffee.. o/~" There's another salute, this time to Megumi. Bill Murray or even Craig Charles in its insincerity- "How's it hangin', Bootleg Edition?" Straight up the ziggurat, Mr. Rimmer, sir! At least she didn't hang the cigarette in her ear.
Bowing lightly to Foxy, as any properly-raised Japanese girl ought to, Sakura chirps, "Pleasure to meet you!" However, she says this before noticing the rapier, the sight of which sends a shiver rolling down her spine. She breaks eye contact with Foxy, turning to face the incoming Angel. There's a bit of confusion on her face as she takes in her, er, unique clothing decisions. Not to mention Angel's constant stream of confusing prattle -- only part of which she can actually decipher as 'conversation'. Eyes crossing at the death-stick in Angel's hands, Sakura nods briefly. "Last I checked, yeah, that's me!" She does frown a bit afterwards though, offering a brief glance to Megumi before turning back to Angel. "I'd say talking like that would be a sure way to get your butt kicked, but that's almost a given tonight, ain't it?"
The schoolgirl didn't address Foxy's knowledge of her because Sakura hasn't had a chance to watch the Spaniard fight yet. Nor does she know anything about Angel. As such, it'd be a little foolish for her to just rush in and fight, which is why Sakura takes a step backwards, gaze flitting between the two as she raises lightly-clenched fists in a defensive position -- her left before her, her right guarding her neck. As the announcer shouts, "FIGHT!" Sakura doesn't make any particularly sudden movements -- just a light bobbing of her shoulders, and a resultant ripple to the tails of her long white headband, as she keeps her coffee-colored eyes trained on the two opponents, a very slight smile on her face. "Let's do this, then!"
COMBATSYS: Sakura focuses on her next action.
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Megumi 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Foxy
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Sakura 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Angel
While Foxy is hardly appears annoyed, she doesn't look all that pleased, either. Raising an incredulous eyebrow at her cohort with the ghost of a rueful smile, the NESTS operative merely shakes her head by way of declining the offer, wordless as ever as her eyes appraise Megumi as well, a nod granted to the pink-haired girl by way of silent greeting. To Angel, she finally asides, "Where on earth would I be without your special brand of levity, dear?" the sarcasm inherent in the comment downplayed with the advent of an equally sardonic smile, a brief glance turned towards the white-haired Mexican.
No time for banter, however. Things are undoubtedly about to begin.
Watching the schoolgirl carefully, she doesn't seem to move in immediately. Instead, that sword is sheathed, the woman's arms crossing in front of her in a languid motion that could very well be some kind ritualistic posture. It isn't, of course-- there's a rhyme and a reason to everything. Those arms come down in an immediate blur of motion, a bright flash of light hitting a metallic surface showing itself between the two as the only indication of anything incoming. Should it -hit-... the object embeds itself in the girl's abdomen, burrowing into the epidermis before immediately branching out in a sudden onslought of energy, the explosive force meant to drive the young woman backwards, and, if she's not lucky, leave a sizable wound in the meantime.
Raising back to her full height, the Spaniard once again unsheaths her sword. "Outcomes are never predetermined," she says, loud enough to be heard. "At times, crowing a permature victory can swiftly become self-admitted defeat."
Megumi, despite Angel's 'greeting.' Taunts and insults, really doesn't look like she even cares. In fact, Sakura makes more of a retort than Megumi does. She's very, very quiet about this. Silent, in fact. All she does for the moment is stand in place, even as Foxy moves in. She's...thinking. Weighing options. Not charging in like she usually does.
COMBATSYS: Megumi focuses on her next action.
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Megumi 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Foxy
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Sakura 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Angel
Angel waves a hand at Sakura a bit, laughing, "Honey, I've got a degree in writing checks with my mouth that my body can't cash. Don't you worry." She can't help but snicker as Megumi doesn't even say /anything/ to her. Not even a retort. So she claps a bit, "Bravo, bravo.. little fangirl." Until Foxy asides to the trailer tra-er, battle stripper. She talks with the cigarette in her mouth, "Hey, I'm smart. I know what all those big words like levity mean." She takes a long drag off of that cigarette, now, wasting a little time so she can burn it down about three-fourths of the way before she flicks the still lit last 1/4 of it.. in Megumi's direction. Though, not at her- Just so it lands infront of her feet.
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She then shrugs, both hands in her chap-pockets as she steps forward kind of sloopy like. "Besides, Schoolgirl-girl." is what she says, "I don't think Ms. Hayashibara, or whatever the hell her last name is, is really going to want to move her jaw here in a couple seconds." She stops, then, right in front of Megumi as she takes a moment to stomp out that still burning cigarette to please the Bear of Smokeyness, " So someone has to do the senseless chatter, huh?" She snuffs out that cigareete, and then she suddenly turns on her heel, spinning around. Quick, like butter! And lightning! Lightning Butter! Butter Lightning? As whips her leg around, and aims the side of her foot to the exact point on Megumi's cranium which is considered by many connoisseurs of the fight as 'upside the head.'
COMBATSYS: Sakura fails to slow Horn of the Unicorn from Foxy with Medium Hadouken.
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Megumi 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Foxy
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Sakura 0/-------/----===|-------\-------\0 Angel
Well, Sakura certainly didn't -intend- to be making smug comments, but it seems Foxy took it that way anyway. And what's more, Angel doesn't seem to be fazed at all. Megumi seems to be ahead of the game just by keeping quiet, right?
But what's the fun in that, anyway? Sakura's just here to have fun, after all, and Angel's prattle actually managed to do so. It also managed to distract the Ansatsuken prodigy from her intent focus upon Foxy, delaying her notice of that lighting-quick burst of motion which sends... something hurtling her way. With a flare of blue light, Sakura's hands snap to her side, but it doesn't look like it's going to be quick enough to stop the projectile from embedding in her now-unprotected abdomen -- nor quick enough to keep it from exploding into a small red mist as the schoolgirl's sent flying backwards. Entering a chaotic tumble as she lands on the hard stone floor, she makes two full revolutions before regaining control, pushing herself back to her feet. "Heh... maybe, maybe not!" she chirps back to Foxy with a grin, holding one hand on her side to stem the bloodflow. Not as deep as it could've been, admittedly, but it still needs some TLC for the moment. She's still got her eye on the Spaniard, though, as it seems Megumi has her own hands full.
With the success of the explosion, one might expect someone of Foxy's stature to look smug. Instead, she merely observes the girl's reaction, taking it in with an analytical edge that could be somewhat unnerving. The use of power that comes with attempting to deflect the projectile is commendable-- but shortlived. Nodding once as the girl gets back to her feet, the Spaniard watches Sakura carefully, appraising any further openings in her defenses.
"I'd express my apologies for such an invasive manuever," she says cooly, watching Angel's actions out of the corner of her eye when she has the chance, "But I somehow doubt that either of us are in any way apt to give anything but our all in the here and now-- as well it should be."
COMBATSYS: Foxy focuses on her next action.
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Megumi 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Foxy
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Sakura 0/-------/----===|-------\-------\0 Angel
COMBATSYS: Megumi counters Senseless Chatter Kick from Angel with Flood Reversal.
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Megumi 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Foxy
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Sakura 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Angel
More taunts, more insults. Megumi still says nothing about them. She stands where she is, very tense, interrupted only by looking off to see Sakura be struck and Sakura's understandable backing off for a moment. It's a distraction, but not a critical one; when she sees Angel's foot rising, Megumi's hands shoot up to catch the kick just as it starts to descend. She catches Angel's leg at the middle of the foot, and just above the ankle, and...twists. Twists back and sideways, trying to damage the appendage. She only holds this for a few moments however, aware that Angel might do something like a jumpkick off her held leg to try and counter-attack; so it's catch, hold, and shove away to get a few feet of distance. It may not thrill the fans, but she's utterly silent right now, focusing on this.
Angel just laughs as Megumi catches her foot, and even when she twists. Is she damaging it? No, but that ankle's going to hurt like shit in the morning. Supposing shit hurts like a bitch. And speaking of bitches, this is a bitch of a predicament. She's about to jump-kick, but then Megumi pushes her backwards- Sliding on her heels and taking a second to regain her balance, Angel brings a finger up to rub the side of her nose. "Ha-ha. There's actually a little fight behind the whiney brat, huh?" As the dust settles on her sliding, Angel takes a moment to refocus her efforts, reaching into her jacket and pulling out a.. necktie? She takes a moment to tie it, nonchalantly. After she finishes, she gives Megumi another one of those mocking salutes.
COMBATSYS: Angel focuses on her next action.
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Megumi 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Foxy
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Sakura 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Angel
Frowning a bit at Foxy's clinical air, Sakura raises one eyebrow. "Hey, it's a fight, one of us has to get hurt, right?" A faint smirk flits across her face -- even with the pain shooting through her as she takes another step closer to Foxy, she can't help but find the humor in the situation. "Totally with you on 'giving it our all', yep." Sparing a brief glance to Angel, Sakura then turns back to her original quarry. Her strategem's already been uncovered, but at this point -- hey, what difference does it make? Sakura cups her hands by her side, though the flare of blue chi materializes into tangible form this time -- an orb of energy that she then thrusts out at Foxy. "Hadoooouken!"
COMBATSYS: Foxy dodges Sakura's Medium Hadouken.
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Megumi 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Foxy
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Sakura 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Angel
Tittering lightly, Foxy merely sidesteps the ball of azure energy with aggravating ease, her rapier lowered so as not to catch any whisps of energy on the cleaned blade. There's a brief look cast towards Angel as that titter becomes a chuckle, a light shake of her head signifying how used to the Mexican's antics she's become. "At times I wonder if your brain doesn't produce a new form of hellucinogen," she comments, though it may very well be lost on Angel, as it's not only lightly uttered, but preceeding a swift attack against Sakura.
Lunging forward, the Venezuelan-bred Spaniard seeks little more than to bury the tip of her rapier into the schoolgirl's right shoulder, the aim and precision just as precise as it might be were she carrying a scalpel. Meaning, should the blade burrow itself into the skin beneath the white of her shirt, there are tendons and muscles inside to sever, the twist of the blade and the fierce withdrawl meant to cause a great deal of discomfiture-- and perhaps, an impaired limb-- in its wake. Her manner is methodical-- and undoubtedly a prelude to crippling her opponent before any final strike is made.
Megumi still isn't saying anything back. She just looks 'cold', completely unreacting on the emotional level to everything Angel's doing. As Angel backs off and does a little shift to attire, Megumi stays back. No need to move in, she instead makes a sudden but brief yell and thrusts her right palm out. A sparkling red ball about the size of her hand forms and flies towards Angel, then when Megumi thinks it's close enough her hand clenches into a fist, causing the ball to explode and spray itself in a small area around Angel.
COMBATSYS: Angel blocks Megumi's Burst Orb.
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Megumi 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Foxy
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Sakura 0/-------/----===|==-----\-------\0 Angel
Angel bops her head a bit, tapping a foot to some unseen beat, "I hear the talking of the DJ, can't understand- just what does he say? I'm on a Mexican radddddiiiioooo. o/~" It's almost as-if she's not really paying attention to Megumi. Just singing along to no beat- "I dial it in, to the station. They talk about the US inflation! I understand, just a little." She cracks her neck, then, "No comprende, it's a riddle. o/~" Of course, then Sakura fires off that Hadouken. And she HAS to see that in the corner of her eye. "Dude, a Hadouken." She flashes the girl a double thumbs up- apparently not taking this all that seriously. "That's awesome as shit." Of course, out of the corner of her eye is ANOTHER projectile. Megumi's. She really can't dodge it. Especially not now that she's showboating. But it's a bit anticlimatic, and not within her guidlines for cool.
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Then comes the block, and she blocks most of it. Hair a bit frazzled, gritting her teeth as it burns. He clothes with that new chi-fresh burning smell. Of course, Megumi's all serious. Deadly serious. "At first I was afraid, I was patrified. o/~" But Angels back to dancing. But it's a fluid dance. To the left, and to the right. "Thinking I could never live without you by my side. o/~" Her style is strange. The dancing moves her a bit closer to Megumi, but with defence options still open. One might say capoeira, but then it's not exactly that. It's her anything-goes attitude. "And so you're back, from outer space. I came back to find you with that god damn look upon your faaaaccceee.. o/~" And then, of course, comes her action. Moving to the beat. Can it be predicted? A snatch, with her hand, moves to grab Megumi's face and twist- But that's not the move, no. That's to try and disorient- The full brunt of the move is an attempt to duck, a move for a grab, and then an attempt to hoist the pink haired girl over her shoulder and slam her backwards onto the matt. Floor. Whatever. Head into it, for an attempt at the ouchies. From fancy dance fighting to wrestling. Yep. Anything.
COMBATSYS: Sakura blocks Foxy's Tree of Beginning.
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Megumi 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Foxy
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Sakura 0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0 Angel
'Discomfiture.' Sakura's not likely to use that word herself, preferring a much simpler annotation to describe the sensation that would arise from the attack aimed at her shoulder: 'pain.'
Sakura'd really rather not experience that effect, though. Once she sees the rapier coming, she thrusts her right arm up to deflect it to a less sensitive part of her -- like those padded guards she wears about her hands. Yeah, that works. The rapier still rips through the cloth of the schoolgirl's sleeve, owing to how -fast- the strike was, but it just doesn't land with the same kind of precision Foxy may have hoped.
In any event, even if she -were- successful, a blow to the arms doesn't eliminate the schoolgirl's ability to attack with her -feet-. Rolling with the momentum of Foxy's blow, Sakura carves a quick circular swath in the air, spinning her left foot in a clockwise direction, aiming first for Foxy's right shoulder in a tit-for-tat exchange. "SHUNPUUUU-KYAKU!" Kasugano might not have the luxury of a sharp pointy thing, but if she lands with the first kick, it's practically a given that the young prodigy's momentum will carry her over for a second and a third revolving kick. Not as blood-spurty, but possibly as damaging.
COMBATSYS: Sakura successfully hits Foxy with Shunpuu Kyaku.
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Megumi 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 Foxy
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Sakura 0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0 Angel
For the first time since this began, Sakura's attack lands with little difficulty. Though... there's something else to it. The Spaniard all but absorbs the blow through the use of raising her sword, even if those kicks are driving her back with each one that comes against her. It hurts, certainly-- the strain along her arms is painful enough that the last hit that's landed hits its intended target, but it would appear as though she's some ability to take more damage than her otherwise whispy frame would hint at.
Straighening once again, she merely smiles at the girl, saying, "Whoever taught you," her tone delicate, audible enough to her landing opponent, "Taught you well." There's an undercurrent to what's said that's being hinted at, though it's so underlying that it remains, once again, somewhat unnerving. ESpecially as it corresponds to how closely she's watching the girl.
Not that it matters-- while her speed has been hindered by the absorbtion of the blow she took, Foxy is nonetheless willing to extend herself a bit more than she probably should. A test, if you will. With the proximity between the two, it's easy to duck down and immediately burst upwards in a whorl of motion, the streak of her weapon so swift that it looks to be little more than a silver arc through the air, the blade itself threatening to catch the girl across the wound already present on her abdomen, as well as straight across her upper torso. Once it's through, and the odd little spin-cycle comes to an end, she keeps her sword extended outwards, her body facing away from Sakura as a direct result of her momentum. To this end, she doesn't seem all that worried.
COMBATSYS: Megumi blocks Angel's Starlit Field.
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Megumi 0/-------/----===|===----\-------\0 Foxy
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Sakura 0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0 Angel
Megumi watches all these unusual moves from Angel, and considers rushing in to attack. Probably a trick of some kind though, so she refrains and remains on-guard. When the grab goes in, she's a little surprised...and Angel gets it. Megumi's lifted and slammed back to the stone floor, though it's not quite what Angel hoped for. She twists with the throw, landing on her back and slapping her hands out at the ground in a breakfall maneuver. It works; the toss still hurts enough to draw a quick 'ow!', but could have been worse. She rolls away from Angel, and...runs off. Off towards Sakura and Foxy.
As she goes, Megumi throws her arms wide apart, creating a sparkling red energy-wall. It's paper-thin, and maybe half as tall as anyone fighting, but it flies out towards Sakura nonetheless.
Angel gets it, oh hell's yeah! Dropping back, she turns, aiming to do the finisher on her move- But then she falls to her butt. *FLOP* ... What. If she were a Metal Gear guard, there would be all sorts of ?'s above her head, and she'd be confused. Well, she is confused. Especially since Megumi runs away!
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Clap, clap, clap, clap. "I see a man in the back, it's a matter of fact, his eye's are as red as a sun." Angel hops to her feet, nodding her head and tapping her feet again. After rubbing her sore butt a little, of course. This time, though, she's tapping to a completely different beat. Of course, after leaving, Megumi probably lost track of Angel. And turned her back on her. "And the girl in the corner, let no one ignore her- Because she think she's the passionate one. Ohhhh yeaaah. o/~"
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And the next thing Megumi probably knows, is that Angel's coming down, and coming down hard, with an elbow aimed at her head. An elbow drop. But not just an elbow drop- No. "And the man in the back said everyone attack and it turned into a Ballroom Blitz. o/~" Is that special elbow. The one where you run back and forth. Gain speed. Leap.. and then drop it. On the other person's head. The People's Elbow. Or Angel's best attempt at it. Slight alterations aside.
COMBATSYS: Megumi successfully hits Sakura with Aura Mend.
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Megumi 0/-------/----===|===----\-------\0 Foxy
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Sakura 0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0 Angel
COMBATSYS: Sakura fails to interrupt Planunium from Foxy with Small Hadouken.
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Megumi 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 Foxy
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Sakura 1/-------/=======|===----\-------\0 Angel
The 'Shunpuu Kyaku' was Sakura's own creation, though it's certainly been enhanced under her master's tutelage. She hasn't yet mastered the capability of perfectly level flight, nor the ability to spin even faster as she hits, but that may come with practice. In an actual battle, though, Sakura's forced to rely on the reflexes she's developed in training. And those very reflexes would tell her that, against a strike to her midsection like that, the schoolgirl actually has a chance of pulling something off this time.
She's still spinning a bit as she lands, her skirt fluttering to a halt as she turns back to face Foxy, but she's still paying close attention to the battle -- and to that rapier slashing at her. Calling upon her vast database of knowledge regarding swordfighting (in other words, any movie she's watched with such a scene present), Sakura knows that the most effective way to avoid such a strike is to parry the blade aside and deliver a crushing counterattack. She doesn't have a sword, of course, but she can still thrust her left hand forward, with an aim to knock the sword away with the pad of her handguard, while her right hand glows with a brilliant blue chi from before.
Pity it doesn't work out that way, though, as the blade slashes across her, loosing rivulets of blood as it passes through Sakura's uniform, cleaving two little triangles of fabric free -- one white, and one the salmon color of her scarf.
She'll get the hang of this swordfighting thing sooner or later, just watch.
As Sakura staggers backwards, clutching her side as she drops to one knee, the wall of pink energy from Megumi washes over her like a warm breeze. She winks back at Megumi with a whimper of pain, but she pushes back to her feet with a mention of "Thanks, Megumi... hang in there! It's just a fight and all..."
Whip has arrived.
With the success of her assault, as well as the apparent oncoming wall of odd energy that engulfs her current opponent, Foxy's demeanor goes from its usual baseline to one of idle curiosity. While she's hardly affronted by Megumi's use of wha tshe can only see as revitilization, something that's difficult to tell barring the aftershocks of energy that disperse throughout the arena, she knows that something must be done.
"Angel," she says gently. "Do be a dear and dispose of the secondary target, and take care to bring her to unconsciousness, but don't damage her too badly. I sense in this an opportunity I'd not initially considered, though it'd hardly in terms of conversation."
Instead of attacking Megumi, however, she goes after her usual target. Leaping into the air and taking a firm hold of her rapier's hilt, the Spaniard's descent is made by spinning downwards towards Sakura, the sword itself moving around like a helicopter blade, the circular motions making those silver streaks show up all the moreso, true to the move's namesake. Once she's landed back on her feet, she straightens, glancing towards the girl as if to see whether or not the manuever held true to its aims. The bloodloss could very well be getting to her by now, after all.
COMBATSYS: Angel successfully hits Megumi with Starlit Field.
- Power hit! -
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Sakura 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Angel
An elbow drop. Megumi could, briefly, outpace Angel by virtue of a little headstart. She couldn't keep it up for more than a second or two though. Enough to cleanly help Sakura...and then Angel's /already/ upon her, striking her down to the ground hard enough that she actually bounces a few inches. /That/ hurt, and that gets some reaction out of her; first, crying out in pain. Then...she gets up, glaring at Angel. Still not saying anything, but glaring. It was a perfectly legit hit, but she seems to be taking it in very poor spirits indeed. But for now, she simply backs off, getting her bearings, preparing...
COMBATSYS: Megumi focuses on her next action.
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Megumi 0/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Foxy
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Sakura 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Angel
After the Elbow drop, Angel laughs a bit. She takes a moment to tickle Megumi's nose with her tie before moving as Megumi herself moves to get up. Noticing how 'well' Megumi takes the elbow drop only intices more words from Angel. Corny words. "Oooh, Slade, you're so meanie mean! But you can't defeat the *Teen Titans*, because bad is evil and good has not only goodness on its side but the blind babe of justice as well and junk and stuff!" At least she's not singing?
...
"You spin me right round baby, right round, like a record baby.. o/~"
...
Spoke too soon! But as Megumi is focusing, Angel sure is running. Toward Megumi. To the right, to the left- That bit of dancing is back. "If I... I get to know you name.. o/~" It's hard to tell where she's going to come from. And when she does, it's clothesline style, yes. Aiming to shove Megumi in the face again. As-is all of her moves, it's complicated. Because after the shove, it's going to involve breaking and then trying for another elbow drop, but this time, to the stomache. And putting a little shoulder into it. "Will I get your private number, baby..? o/~" Are the lyrics right? Who knows? Who cares.
COMBATSYS: Foxy successfully hits Sakura with Silver Moon.
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Megumi 0/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Foxy
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Sakura 1/----===/=======|====---\-------\0 Angel
'True to the move's namesake?' How the heck are you supposed to know what the move's called if you don't shout it whenever you do it? Foxy would make a terrible magical girl. Sakura, on the other hand, is well along the path.
Thankfully, Megumi's wave of healing did something to stem the flow of blood from her injured side, the pink energy that lingers still hard at work knitting the wound back together. Knowing full well how much attacks like that -normally- do, Sakura thinks of how glad she is to have Megumi on her side for this battle. Crouching, Sakura thrusts both fists up to deflect the spinning blade aside ... but it doesn't really happen that way, as the blade knocks Sakura's hands away, leaving a rather nasty gash in her shoulder. "nnngh!"
Mind, Sakura's already rolling sharply to the side, approaching Angel and Megumi. If she's going to thank her teammate, she should at least show some gratitude, right? And that gratitude comes in the form of departing from her apparently-futile attack plan, snapping out of her tumble with her palms outstretched, a meter-wide blossom of chi erupting from them to streak out towards Angel. "HADOOOOUKEN!" Apparently, the schoolgirl hopes to catch Angel in the middle of her check-writing, even as the blood founts from her side. Maybe it'll be easier than trying to attack Foxy, at this point.
Just as Angel moves in for Megumi, so, too, does Foxy. Not so much as pausing to see what happened to Sakura, though she does hear the shout that heralds the schoolgirl's attack on Angel. Just as well, really-- as much as she could move in to deflect Sakura's attack on her lonesome, she has more important tasks at hand. Namely, to take down the healer before any more 'damage' to whatever possible success they have is breached.
A shame, really. Rolento was far more impressive to her.
Sheathing her sword once again, her arms cross over her midsection before they raise quickly, either of her limbs coming down in the same swift arc they did before, the small metallic object that she'd thrown at Sakura making its way towards Megumi's midsection in the same fashion it did with her teammate. The second it hits, should it find its way there, it does as planned-- it digs into the pink-haired girl's skin and explodes immediately thereafter, hopefully leaving a sizable wound in her abdomen as an immediate result-- though you never know. It could have failed to bury itself as deeply as she'd like.
Raising back to her full height, she brushes aside some errant strands of platinum hair, once again withdrawing her rapier from its sheath.
COMBATSYS: Megumi dodges Foxy's Horn of the Unicorn.
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Megumi 0/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Foxy
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Sakura 1/----===/=======|====---\-------\0 Angel
COMBATSYS: Angel successfully hits Megumi with Formalist Blue.
- Power hit! -
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Megumi 1/---====/=======|======-\-------\0 Foxy
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Sakura 1/----===/=======|======-\-------\0 Angel
Megumi finds herself blitzed now. Foxy's thrown weapon, that explosive, does not strike. In an unusual reaction, her head turns very suddenly to face the incoming threat, and she vaults way, way above it. Angel's got good timing though, and while Megumi tries to meet the clothesline-and-elbow, it doesn't work. She's struck hard enough to flip end over end, and is struck down...and clearly hurting from it.
"...Enough." Megumi decides, rolling out from under Angel and shooting to her feet, hurt but furious. Flicking her wrist to the side causes a bright red line of energy to form, running up her arm, down her chest, hips, a leg...and ending on her foot. She jumps backwards, then kicks at the empty air between her and Angel. The energy-line launches off her foot, stopping a few inches short of Angel and expanding into a wide cone, the tip pointing at Angel as it hovers in place. With a loud scream, Megumi jumps towards the cone feet-first, going into its open end. Once she's in, the cone resumes forward movement, trying to slam right through Angel.
COMBATSYS: Sakura successfully hits Angel with Medium Hadouken.
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Megumi 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Foxy
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COMBATSYS: Angel endures Megumi's Exceed Charge.
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Megumi 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Foxy
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Sakura 1/--=====/=======|=======\=======\1 Angel
Angel rolls back and hops to her feet as Megumi activates her magical tattoo powers of doom. She brings a hand up to her mouth, and steps backwards. She's being attacked from both sides. First, a projectile from Sakura. And then.. whatever that is from Megumi. Both deadly, both leathal. She adopts a little more of a wrestling stance, now. Crouching just a little.
...
She's working out a move, it's true. She's a bit serious. Because she makes a serious choice. To endure both Sakura's move, as well as Megumi's. She rushes forward, leaning to the side as she takes Sakura's full force, not quite enduring it. It makes her pause, and stumble- Actually coughing up a little bit of blood. But she doesn't stop there, no. She hums a bit, biting her lip and swallowing a bit of blood as she rushes forward, at Megumi. Megumi's cone.. thingy.. Traffic cone? Of energy? Again, she endures. And she's quite a bit more successful than she was with Sakura's, even if she coughs more blood up on Megumi as she attacks.
...
"Who made heaven a place on Earth? o/~" She asks, almost suddenly between coughing fits. It's confusing, really. But is she even completely clear? What is clear, is her move. She's determined, and it's a brutal, fast attack she attempts on Megumi. It's not quite one move, but a conglomeration of kicks to the head, brutal punches to the stomache, face, kidneys.. And after all the 'tenderizing' is over, that's when its followed up with a behind the back body onto the head body slam. Twice.
Oh, and it has that whole head-squeeze-between-the-hips-thing I forgot about, It hink.
*think.
Okay, so maybe Sakura's change of plans inadvertently led to a change of strategy on Foxy's part as well. Luckily, it seems to pay off for the better, as Megumi gets out of the way in time and all... but Sakura's still hurting -quite- a bit here, and doesn't really wanna try anything too chancy at the moment. Pushing back to her feet, Sakura rubs her bloody arm, gaze flitting between Angel and Foxy. In retrospect, it was probably not good to get between the both of them like that, but it seemed like a good idea at the time. Just to cover herself, Sakura dashes forward a few steps, leaving the four fighters arranged as the four corners of a rough rectangle.
As much as she thinks Angel's a pretty chatty - and therefore nice - person, Sakura still views her as a legitimate threat, and in this battle, 'threat' is what's counting here. Especially when said threat tries to brutalize her teammate. Accordingly, she spends a bit more time focusing on this one, but with the pain lancing through her hand, she can't help but grunt with pain in the process of bringing her hands to her side once more... but when her palms gush out energy into her rough approximation of a basketball, it's blood-red flame instead of the blue chi she's known for. Maybe the girl's a little preoccupied -- she has Foxy to thank for that. But she doesn't have time to dwell on it, though, and thrusts her blazing red fireball towards Angel with hellacious speed. "HADOOOOUKEN!"
Blink.
Well. Watching Angel take both the attack from Sakura and practically sit there for the assault from Megumi is certainly -interesting-... but Foxy can at least see that stradegy inherent in the attempt. However-- it also leaves her completely free of any immediate burdens, such as being levelled with immediate attacks. Remaining where she is, the Spaniard simply watches Megumi and Sakura, a light titter once again raising to her lips.
"Interesting tactics," she observes to no one in particular, breaking out a small rag to run along the bloodied edge of her rapier. If she's subject to any kind of adrenaline rush, it's not showing in the least. Her manner and poise-- well. You know the drill. They remain unchanged, untouched-- for the time being, she merely waits for the outcome of Angel's manuever.
COMBATSYS: Foxy focuses on her next action.
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Megumi 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Foxy
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Sakura 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Angel
COMBATSYS: Angel successfully hits Megumi with Loyalty Test for the Liberist.
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Megumi 0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0 Foxy
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Sakura 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Angel
Megumi is, frankly, exhausted after creating that cone. She lands out of it in a crouch, breathing hard...as Angel is still standing. Not good. Angel's right there, Megumi...tries to meet these strikes head on. No way it's going to happen; Angel's got a superb position and Megumi is just, too, exhausted. One hit, wo hits, three...more and more, driving her back and then having her fall over. She's down, and isn't getting back up. Instead, her arms spread apart to create one final wall that flies towards Sakura, and that energy-expenditure seems to be enough to knock her unconscious...probably shouldn't have done that.
COMBATSYS: Megumi can no longer fight.
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Sakura 0/-------/---====|======-\-------\0 Foxy
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COMBATSYS: Sakura successfully hits Angel with Small Hadouken.
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Sakura 0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0 Foxy
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Angel, after she's finished with Megumi, and that whole head squeezing with the thighs thing she almost forgot about, she is really done. She's taken to sitting on Megumi's head, and was thinking about smoking a cigarette as she uses the girl as a seat. She sniffs a bit, taking a moment to dab at some of the blood at the corner of her mouth with her tongue. Mmnn, blood. Using her index finger to rub it off, she looks at it, and ewws. Almost as-if she just picked her nose and she got a booger, she rubs that bit of blood on the now unconcious Megumi's shirt. After spitting more blood onto the ring, she grins a bit, "Thanks for the seat, asshole."
...
That reply is as close to sincere as you can get. As is her intent to stand up. She bounces a bit on the unconcious girl's back, before she uses the girl as a springboard to bounce up, and off of, she hops off the girl and back to standing on the matt. The Rock would be proud. Now, well- She totally forgot about Sakura. Since she didn't expect the girl to attack... her. Really. But she did! And that last minute dodge doesn't help at all, no. She takes the full brunt of the Hadouken. She grits her teeth, and tries to keep from vomitting- You know she almost did from where you can see her swallow hard and dry. She grits her teeth, and, with that newfound chi burning smell.. she stalks up to Sakura, intent just in her attempt to grab her face and... well, breast, just for effect, and just yank her back and slam the hell out of her in that ground face first. She learned that little one from Iori, oh yeah. It's totally her final attempt at a move for the fight. Hopefully it works! Either way, she is going to give some final commentary. "That was bad sportsmanship there. I expected a bit better." Ha ha ha.
COMBATSYS: Angel can no longer fight.
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Sakura 0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0 Foxy
COMBATSYS: Megumi successfully hits Sakura with Aura Mend.
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Sakura 0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0 Foxy
COMBATSYS: Sakura dodges Angel's Welcome to the Rogue.
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Sakura 0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0 Foxy
And just like Foxy can recognize the tactics being employed by the magical girl team, Sakura can respect her opponents' urge to double up on Megumi as well. But the price of her fiery attack crashing into Angel was that Megumi had to go down too, with what seems to Sakura to be needless name-calling to boot. It also puts Sakura in a bit of a bind, as she's now left to face Foxy all by her lonesome. But there's issues to deal with first...
Gritting her teeth, Sakura prepares for what seems to be Angel's last stand. It's just like the Alamo!
Only in reverse, as in this case, it's the lone Mexican going down with a fight. "Y'know, if it weren't for the namecalling..." Rather than take the grab full on, Sakura ducks low, dashing underneath Angel's grab to leave her with nothing. But, in the process of breezing by Angel, she gives her a sharp hip-check to knock her down. "... I might've wanted to hang out with ya." she says, without slowing from her dash.
And just where would that dash take young Sakura? Why... right into that pink wall of healing energy that just so happens to be headed her way. Dashing through it like successful football players run through that banner... thing that they run through after winning games and stuff, Sakura emerges a bit better than before: feeling is restored to her arm, the wound's been knitted up so that it's not bleeding all over the place, and she also has a fond recollection of Bazooka bubblegum for some reason. It won't mend the tears in the schoolgirl's uniform, but you can't have anything. "Thanks, Megumi... I'll keep trying my best!"
Mind, her 'best' hasn't been all that great against Foxy, so far, so it'll be something of an uphill battle in her condition. Just the same, there's something to be said for running uphill with a full head of steam on -- luckily, Sakura still has the momentum. She takes flight just before reaching the rapier-fighter, tucking into a tight somersault for one full revolution -- but when she comes out, her legs are splayed out to either side. It's not just to give Foxy an upskirt view of her blue gym shorts, though... for both hands are coming down for the woman, aiming to deliver a double nerve-chop to the woman's shoulders. And if successful, Sakura would practically bounce off of the woman and keep going. "Yut-taaa!"
COMBATSYS: Foxy fails to interrupt Sakura Otoshi from Sakura with Seven Cycles.
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Sakura 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\1 Foxy
"It would appear my interest was premature," Foxy observes, watching Megumi fall with little more than a tic in her expression. While the attempt to heal her partner once again is noted, so is Angel's own attempt at taking action before she, too, succumbs to her injuries. Hardly a level playing field anymore, but the Kasugano girl has a good chance of turning that around, especially once that odd ability Megumi has manifests. Reassuming her stance, the NESTS operative is calm, collected.
"I'll admit," she says gently, waiting for the girl's actions once she's gotten out of Angel's attempt, "I much prefer these matters being dealt with on a one-to-one basis-- though your teammate exhibits some interesting techniques. It was entertaining to watch, but I think your ignorance of my presence has gone on for long enough-- don't you?"
Much as she'd like to pull off a fancy manuever of her own in the here and now, she apparently falls short of this. Raising her rapier as if to slice upwards and into the girl's skin, she finds herself forced to once again take hold of it and deflect the worst of the damage, though it's enough to break through her defenses. It's not a clean block, after all-- and the attempt to interrupt costs her a good amount of momentum, causing her to take two languid steps backwards. It's not a stumble-- her poise remains.
"Much better," she observes, stretching out the hand that clutched the blade, her glove partially marred by the forced of the impact and the turnabout of the sharpened edge against her palm.
"Nothin' on you, schoolgirl-girl, you're still cool by me." Her attack is nigh! "Ms. Megumi here didn't treat me civilly the last couple times I met her with her bubbleheaded assumptions, and, well, assuming makes an as out of you and me--..uh, ing. You and Ming? Whatever the hell. But when *I* of all people call someone bubbleheaded.." Nigh and disdirected! And she sure talks fast! Dang! And then Angel oofs, backwards, from Sakura-- And stumbles back, falling onto her ass.. and then back. Taking a deep breath, she stays down. Finally. "FoxyRoxy, I'mma leave her up to you, sweetcakes." She flops her head back- So she can at least watch.. upside down. And smoke a cigarette. Oh yeah. Sweet.. cigarettey down-and-out-ness. Perhaps use Megumi as an ashtray if she regains enough feeling in her arm to flick ashes at her. Yeah.. that's the ticket.
Now I shall sit back and watch. <3
Sakura's only paying partial attention to Foxy's extended discourse, mainly because she's still running the bases before crashing into the rapier-wielder. Afterwards, though, she's all ears -- mainly because she's flying through the air and has plenty of time to focus. If the audience's cheering doesn't distract her, that is.
Her sneakers squealing as she lands in a skid, both arms flung out to regain her balance, Sakura whirls back around to face Foxy. Nodding in recognition of the praise, Sakura doesn't spend -too- much time deliberating... in fact, after all that high-energy dashing about, she's really gonna need a bit of a break. Elbows at her side, fists clenched, she starts turning a surreal shade of blue, nodding back to Foxy. "Trust me, I wasn't quite 'ignoring' you!" And by this point, the effects of the faint breeze blowing about her might be noticed by its effect upon her skirt and headband, and to a lesser extent her tattered scarf and uniform top. "Haaa...." starts the schoolgirl as the torrent of blue energy whirls around her. Now, to Magical Girl Level Two!
COMBATSYS: Sakura gathers her will.
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Sakura 1/-----==/=======|=======\-------\1 Foxy
It would appear as though some more thought needs to be put into this. She shouldn't have slipped as obviously as she did this time around-- but as it stands, Foxy is neither overconfident or conscious of things turning against her. Things will be as they'll be -- and as of now, those representing NESTS have done quite a good job in this match. For that, she can be pleased-- for now? It's a matter of pulling together her defenses.
And her offense, for that matter.
For the time being, the attack is simple-- moving in close to the girl, she arcs her rapier upwards in a fierce strike across the girl's torso, attempting to break her out of whatever she's engaging in. The pull at the energy aroung her is significant enough to give cues, though it's not entirely apparent. Nonetheless, if the strike hits, it'll add another nice gash to the collection tha Sakura's already recieved so far.
COMBATSYS: Foxy successfully hits Sakura with Medium Strike.
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Okay, Sakura might have needed a moment to make a deposit, but the young prodigy can also tell that Foxy's in danger of overdrawing her account as well. While she's got both hands out to the sides, the very nature of the energy-building process means she's a bit slower to react -- accordingly, even though she starts to bring her hands forward to defend against the blade, it still manages to rip through and carve a canyon across her stomach. A ribbon of white fabric, tainted with drops of red and still attached in the back of the uniform top, falls shortly afterwards. Sakura, meanwhile, grits her teeth and withdraws two quick steps.
"... You're slipping a bit..." It's not long before the girl charges forward again, though, dropping to the arena floor and spinning her right leg about in a counterclockwise fashion. Her target -- Foxy's shins, as far -away- from that pointy stabby thing as she can get while still managing to smack the woman up a bit. If successful, that'll be four spinkicks to the shin and a hard roundhouse to the stomach, with 8% tax bringing her to a total of pain, pain, and more pain. "HA! HA! HA! HA! HHAAAAAAA!" She's not laughing, though, that's empassioned shouting and stuff.
COMBATSYS: Foxy blocks Sakura's Haru Ichiban.
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Sakura 0/-------/---====|=======\=------\1 Foxy
It is -somewhat- unfair to have a weapon with such a high damage yield to bring to this fray, definately... but for the time being, Foxy's not all that interested in fairness. She'd rather see how the schoolgirl can get out of these predicaments, much less how she deals with bloodloss. As her rapier meets flesh and there's the oft-times satisfying sound and scent indicative of skin tearing and blood welling up, she pulls away in time to raise her weapon as a means of defense, her expression showing the barest flicker of the pain the attack causes. It's deflected easily enough, however-- some of the blows come through while others are simply made null and void.
Now? Well... now she could bide her time, or move in with her own fierce offensive.
"If I am 'slipping' as you say... I apologize." She offers a wan smile, though the expression is rather humorless. "I'll seek to better my performance."
That said, the Spaniard leaps into the air again, her sword slashing downwards against the ground as a silver streak races towards the girl, a rumbling heard behind her-- one that turns into the keening, otherworldly wail of energy spiking up underfoot, the silverblue luminescence racing up to dig into Sakura's back and throw her -into- the resultant swing of the blade that comes soon after. Had she time, she'd go with something more powerful... but for now, this will more than suffice. Landing evenly on the ground, she raises a hand to once again push aside some platinum strands, the smile having long since disappeared.
COMBATSYS: Foxy successfully hits Sakura with Prayer of the Planet.
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Sakura 1/------=/=======|-------\-------\0 Foxy
It doesn't really seem that the Spaniard -needs- weapons when she can summon up stuff like that, but whatever keeps the boat floating. Or, in this case, whatever keeps the boat ramming into the schoolgirl's back and slamming her into the path of the blade slashing at her. In a move that gets a lot of the guys in the crowd jumping to their feet, Sakura's uniform top is cleaved in twain -- the blue lycra undershirt beneath -barely- maintaining integrity in the face of the cleaving blow. Yeah, okay. Foxy -did- warn Sakura about that smugness of hers, didn't she?
But, as Foxy has probably come to expect, the girl's full of surprises. Staggering backwards as, unsurprisingly, the blood begins to flow again, Sakura shakes her head, widening her stance to regain stability. No more of the talky-talk... unless it's to say two words. One of them might sound rather odd out of context, as it only means 'vacuum'... "SHINKUUUU...." The context provided, though, would be more of the same blue chi she'd summoned before. Though, mix in the crackle of miniature lightning bursts around her fingers with the burgeoning orb of chi growing to conceptually difficult size, and you'll have an attack that Sakura can't -wait- to show off. "HADOOOOUKEN!" she shouts, thrusting her bloodied hands forward, a smile still apparent despite her obvious physical distress.
COMBATSYS: Sakura successfully hits Foxy with Shinkuu Hadouken.
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Sakura 0/-------/-------|===----\-------\0 Foxy
Much as Foxy can try to get out of the way, she's once again forced to rely on her wits to take the worst of the damage away from her. With a sharp slam of her blade against the most of the fireball that comes careening at her, she's forced backwards and, finally, off of her feet by the remnant energy that slams against her, singing the dark auburn material of her vest. Skidding along her back but rather quickly getting back to her feet, she... doesn't look surprised so much as -pleased-.
"Very well executed," she says, nodding her head as if to show her approval. "But I do believe we're at the final wrung of our little bout, are we not?" She cants her head to the side, extending her sword back towards the girl. "Or nearing it, in any case. I've no delusions about the outcomes of these battles. So by all means, Miss Kusagano-- turn the tables."
Unlike most fights, this isn't a -taunt- -- she's so indifferent in her manner that it's impossible to place it as jeering or even well-wishing. The look in her eyes makes the intent of the words all the more indecipherable.
COMBATSYS: Foxy focuses on her next action.
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Sakura 0/-------/-------|===----\-------\0 Foxy
Words got her into this mess, so Sakura's hereby not paying attention to anything else coming from the crazy-as-a-Foxy lady. It can only hurt her more, anyway -- why take your opponent's advice? A brief nod back to Foxy is all that passes for communication, as the Ansatsuken prodigy merely confirms that Foxy can continue. Right now, it's just two fighters at their worst, trying to eke out a victory in the midst of it all. If she's going to turn the tables, it's got to start -now-. Which would be why Sakura wastes no further time, breaking into a mad dash for Foxy, starting off with what seems to be an over-telegraphed left hook.
That's only necessary to get Sakura flung over into a lower position, though, as her muscles are a bit torn up from the preceding attacks, after all. The real attack would be Sakura dropping low, coiling almost to her knees, before rebounding right back up like a spring, her fist rocketing up for Foxy's torso if all goes well. "SHOOOOOOU'OOOU KEN!"
If there's one thing for sure from this battle, it's that this's gonna hurt like hell in the morning, in both cases.
COMBATSYS: Foxy interrupts Fierce Punch EX from Sakura with Seven Cycles.
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Sakura 0/-------/-----==|=====--\-------\0 Foxy
Some of that gets through-- but just barely. The first few lovetaps are very quickly circumvented, however.
Ducking down, the Spaniard manages to get out of the way of anything too brutal in order to bring her blade upwards in a fierce arc, the blade itself digging a criss-cross pattern over the wound that's already created a jagged line over the poor girl's sternum. X marks the spot, wot? Of course... it's clear that she's slowly running out of energy, herself-- though that hardly means that she's liable to give in just yet.
This is coming down to the wire, an Foxy intends on seeing it through to fruition. No ifs ands or buts.
Taking a couple steps back, her breathing noticable heavier, she cants her head at the girl in front of her, the blood that'd been cleaned off of her blade now fully replaced, alongside bits of skin and cloth clinging to its surface. "Well played," is all that's said. "But it's still not enough."
Sakura tended to notice that, yes. Which would be why the exhausted schoolgirl throws tactics to the wind and just lunges out with the first thing she can think of -- in this case, a simply-delivered thrust kick to the abdomen. Nothing fancy, no tricks except the usual distraction that tends to be associated with the schoolgirl's kicks. "HYAAA!"
COMBATSYS: Foxy endures Sakura's Medium Kick.
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Sakura 0/-------/----===|=======\-------\0 Foxy
Surprisingly enough, Foxy seems to just... take it. While her body moves with the brunt of the kick, she remains on her feet, in spite of the fact that her reserves are almost taxed. Shoved backwards by the momentum she's favored with, she breathes out slowly, regaining her footing and poise without too much issue. Though it's costing her.
Still not enough, is the look in those eyes. Nothing more, nothing less.
So here it comes again. The blade sheathed, her arms crossed, she raises either of them and brings them down sharply, the object that seeks to burrow itself into not the skin of the girl's abdomen, but the dead center of the criss-crossed gouges along her chest glinting brightly even as it slams into the open wounds. Once it's there, the tell-tale *beep* can actually be heard before the explosion is set off. If all goes according to plan... Sakura may very well hope tha ther sternum remains intact. On anyone else, this one attack could very well be their endgame.
COMBATSYS: Foxy successfully hits Sakura with Horn of the Unicorn.
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Sakura 0/-------/-======|=======\=------\1 Foxy
Yeah, well... whatever that is, just... yeah. It hurts like hell when it goes off, leaving the schoolgirl with only a few scraps of blue lycra to preserve her modesty ... but for what she's got planned, it'll have to be enough. Adrenaline pushing the girl well beyond the point in which most people would throw in the towel, she tries, once more, this whole uppercut thing. "SHOOOOU'OOOOU KEN!"
COMBATSYS: Sakura can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Sakura successfully hits Foxy with Shou'ou Ken.
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While Foxy's speed is optimal, it's not as good as it could be-- as evidenced by the girl's attack going straight against her chest, driving her backwards before Sakura, herself, taps out. While Foxy's hardly down for the count in terms of falling unconscious, she's still obviously not fit to fight any longer-- as evidenced by the inability to get back on her feet. Breathing steadily, she takes a few moments, looking up towards the ceiling with a slight smirk. It fades as she slowly drags herself to her feet, her hands moving towards the material that binds her hair.
With one flick of her wrist, the material comes free, long platinum tresses falling flat over her back as she casts the violet cloth onto the ground.
"Well met," she says. "My condolances on the inability to achieve a real victory. Perhaps next time we meet in conditions such as these, you'll be the better of the both of us. Until then, I've other matters to attend... and this fray has gone on long enough." Offering a brief bow towards the girl, she seems well within her capacity to remain standing-- as well as get out of the ring itself. "My thanks for an engaging match."
Turning on her heel, she casts a glance over towards Angel, nodding her head towards the exit. "Angel? Come. We've a few things to discuss." And with that? She's outta here.
COMBATSYS: Foxy takes no action.
COMBATSYS: Foxy can no longer fight.
Log created by Foxy, and last modified on 05:24:06 07/10/2005.