Description: Is it chivalry or chauvinism when Nikaido and Yagami duke it out in a free-for-all, leaving the Anti-K' practically unharmed in the process? (Winner: Kula)
7 o'clock, Howard Arena.
The main event.
As usual, at this time and place, the most butts are in seats, which means there's a lot more shrieking.
The kind of situation that Benimaru Nikaido longs for the most- He's always been main event status, after all.
The speakers are pumped up to a high volume so that the announcer can somewhat be heard now, getting right down to business and announcing the fighters. First being the blonde model, standing up from one of the benches sporting black jeans and black long-sleeved fishnet shirt, and of course his fingerless gloves. Hair pulled up in a ponytail, he gives a lazy wave to the crowd as he makes his way to the center of the arena, and tons of flashes go off at once, nearly blinding the young man.
And he's enjoying every minute of it. For the moment he's without worry as the next two fighters are announced.
COMBATSYS: Benimaru has started a fight here.
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Benimaru 0/-------/-------|
When Kula's name is read off, it doesn't get as much cheer as Benimaru. And it won't get the same overall reaction as the third fighter. There's a few cheers from people, but the male adults generally want to be seen cheering for the busty women who fight in what could pass as lingerie, and the fangirls generally sit at home dreaming up ways to get the male models naked. Or having them get naked with other male fighters, if you believe the stories about fangirls.
Kula doesn't wave to the crowd this time, she's rather firmly in the mindset right now that a fight isn't for glamour. She's come out of a war zone changed (though, that doesn't explain the oversize cowboy hat she's wearing to hide her facial features). So the girl just adjusts her gloves, her hair shifting to blue as the spotlight shines on her for a few more seconds, the producers waiting to see if she'll acknowlege the crowd at all, and then just moving on before they lose viewers.
COMBATSYS: Kula has joined the fight here.
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Kula 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Benimaru
Iori's not a whole lot better, himself. Sure... he has the fan attraction. With his silk, sleeveless black shirt and black leather pants, the Orochi halfblood has a yen for showing off his well-muscled form as Benimaru does... but it's more because that's what he always wears nowadays. Somehow or another, the antisocial fighter who practically -avoids- contacting his fans... has them.
True to form, he doesn't give a damn about them. Ignoring everything but the signal to enter the ring, Iori strides out to the center, a smug smirk flashed towards Benimaru... a very curiously raised eyebrow directed toward Kula. Cowboy hat? "... not exactly your style, Kula," he notes.
He shrugs lightly. "Try to keep up," he adds, before turning his direction to Benimaru. "Prettyboy ain't gonna be pretty for long."
COMBATSYS: Iori has joined the fight here.
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Kula 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/-------|
Curious.. Taking a moment from his precious 'relishing the crowd' time, the model looks to Kula when she's introduced, smiling to the young fighter and her choice of attire, "Interesting.. But it works," he murmurs, and baby-blue eyes shift toward Iori when he follows.
The smile on his lips faulters a little, and then raises a hand to his cheek, "Oh my, those are some rather harsh words there, Iori-chan," he murmurs, shaking his head, but then double-takes. His eyes shift back to Kula again, and then back to Iori once more, "Kula, you've been assosciating with this nutball? I guess that explains your mood at least,"
The model slips into his battle stance, fists drawing up to his chin as he leans backward, and when the announcer signals for the fight to begin, he stands up straight again, and flicks his wrist in Kulas direction.
A rose spins in the air, and lands at her feet if she doesn't catch it, "I'd be a much better example to follow, don't you think? You don't get a smile if you don't give one in return. Forget whatever it is that barbarian taught you, eh?"
COMBATSYS: Benimaru focuses on his next action.
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Kula 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/-------|
Poor Kula, caught in these two's squabbles. Kula just smiles a bit, lifting up her head so the two of them can see her mouth, and then says, "...you both have your good points. How about a side bet? Winner buys me ice cream." She shifts her stance a bit, bringing up a hand, and then pauses. "...and if I win, I buy you guys ice cream." Another smile, and then flips a coin in her head to see who she should attempt to hurt first. Keep your emotions tucked away, Kula.
The girl pushes forward with one foot, skating across the ground, and then shifts to arc around towards Benimaru before she turns sideways and crouches down to fall onto her side, kicking out her legs as she slides. She's trying to connect with the backs of his shins to throw him off balance, figuring her best tactic for now is to dart around like a small, annoying insect and wear people down.
...and besides, Benimaru did get her attention with that whole rose thing. Iori...doesn't do roses.
No, he doesn't. Not unless he's trying to flirt. And considering no one has ever seen any of Iori's girlfriends more than once, well. Aside from Mature or Vice, of course. But they're strong enough to put up with his tantrums. Kula... well, she's not seen the worst of him yet.
Benimaru may have though. And if not... well, he -could-. Iori extends his palm towards the model, shaking his head with a faint smirk. "Nutball. Such -harsh- words wound me so, Nikaido." A bloom of purple flame erupts from his palm, just before the tall Orochi halfbreed steps forward, pitching that blossom to the hard stone floor, where it ripples over itself, tearing off towards Benimaru's other feet. If it hits Kula... well, she should know to get out of the way. "How can you ever sleep at night with such a -scornful- remark on your conscience?"
COMBATSYS: Benimaru dodges Kula's Slider Shoot.
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Kula 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Benimaru overcomes Yami Barai from Iori with Raijin Ken.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-
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Kula 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/-------|
Benimaru seems to approve of Kulas idea, a light chuckle passing his lips, "Ice cream? All right, that sounds interesting, I like that. I've never been treated to such a thing before," a hand raises to his chin thoughtfully, and seems to buy the smile on top of that.
Benimarus attention shifts back to Iori though, while his smile remains, his eyes do narrow, and he replies, "Eh? 'Atop a large pile of money with many beautiful women'," in an Arnold tone, his feet skip to the side and he leaps upward, right hand drawn backward and letting Kula slide under him, "Excuse me," is murmured, the fist bursting with electrical energy as he lands and slams the electrical attack into Iori's chi.
A slight pause, and then he dashes forward, the light and dark blue energy still roaring as he then races toward Iori, and throws his punch toward the mans chest, "Raijin ken!!"
When Benimaru jumps over Kula, the girl immediately pushes herself up, even if she only barely bites back a 'it's okay', still used to being polite even in a fight. She pushes herself up, making sure to shift behind Behimaru to let him handle the incoming attack from Iori, though the fact he punches /through/ it and then keeps going knocks her a bit off balance. ...perhaps Benimaru was holding back against her all those times before?
The girl shrugs it off, and brings up her hand as she watches the two other fighters get closer, and then quickly blows. If she planned it right, there should be time for Benimaru's attack to finish up, so she doesn't have to worry about lightning or fire countering her ice and making it useless.
...of course, it's then Kula mentally kicks herself. Fighting here isn't the same as fighting Pokemon on her Game Boy Advance.
COMBATSYS: Iori blocks Kula's Diamond Breath.
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Kula 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Iori endures Benimaru's Raijin Ken.
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Kula 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/------=|
Bah. Electrically-charged fists. Icy breath. Better those than flames, but it all starts to blend together after a while. At least he's not roughing up boxers and wrestlers, anyway.
Iori doesn't shy away from Benimaru's charge -- if anything, he charges right -towards- Benimaru, grinning as he charges right -through the burst of electricity.
"You're dreaming, Nikaido!" And just to show him what he thinks of that, Iori continues plowing forward and gives the model a fierce headbutt as a wakeup call. WHAM.
Staggering backward, he throws his arm up to fend off Kula's blast of ice with his forearm. Iori smirks as the crystals condense on his bare skin. "Ice cream, hm." Another shake of the forearm, and the crystals fall to the ground. "Doubt he'd wanna share a banana float with us."
COMBATSYS: Benimaru blocks Iori's Strong Punch.
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Kula 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/-----==|
COMBATSYS: Benimaru dodges Kula's Diamond Breath.
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Kula 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/-----==|
Benimaru has dropped a connection.
Benimaru had a history of.. Dealing with fire a certain way. Refusing to believe that Ioris or Kyos flames were stronger than his electrical power- Well, resulted in that counter attack. But Iori's response isn't expected, his eyes widening a little, "Oh," his free arm sweeps upward, taking the headbutt to the forearm and winces, eyes shifting a moment to then hop back instead of mimicing Iori's reaction to deal with the kiss of ice.
His fingers brush through his hair, the band holding his ponytail snapping as he draws upward, bolts dancing along his more familiar hairstyle, "Correction," he murmurs, and sprints forward once more, "I have no interest in going there with /you/. And so," a small orb of elecricity forms in his palm now, thrusting it toward Ioris chest again, if it connects, he'd get quite a shock, and then is pushed back with his foot, "I think you can catch on to my strategy, mn?"
If only she could get them to get along. So far, the fight seems to be entirely Iori and Benimaru, with Kula just dancing around them. And while she has no urge to get right in the /middle/ of their fight, she somehow expects NESTS would get rather purturbed to find her just waiting until someone was weak and then finishing them off. The girl touches a gloved hand to her chin to think for a moment, and then she tilts her head down, pushing the tip of the cowboy hat up before putting her hands close together, a miniature flurry of snow and ice starting to swirl into a ball between them. She's getting ready for something...just...ignore her for now, though, please.
COMBATSYS: Kula focuses on her next action.
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Kula 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/-----==|
COMBATSYS: Iori fails to interrupt Benimaru Collider from Benimaru with Yumebiki.
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Kula 0/-------/------=|=====--\-------\0 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/------=|
Pfft. Iori shrugs lightly. He's fully aware that Kula's standing back there watching, and in a way.... he's kinda glad for it. Wouldn't want the little missus to get hurt or anyting. ... Gee, chauvinistic much?
Though really, there's another burst of electricity coming right for him. And... rather than take it head-on, Iori gets the idea to one more step forward -- though this time he's planning to circumvent the blow with a slap to the arm, knocking Benimaru's surge of energy away.
Not so, in practice. The shock sears his arm, the jolt sending the muscles into convulsions long enough for the attack to complete as planned. Iori staggers backwards, twitching lightly from the shock. Clearly... he's not smug -now-, from the quite evident frown on his face. "..."
Benimaru takes another small hop back, no he hasn't forgotten about Kula at all, however taking note that Iori doesn't seem to be getting aggressive toward her either, it's becoming more apparent to the model that perhaps Kula and Iori really are on good terms.
And he can't really comprehend that. Though perhaps that comes with being a friend of Kyo Kusanagi. His foot lowering, his stare on the red-head man intensifies, a broader grin forming on his lips, "The truth is, I always wondered when I'd get my chance to fight you again. Aww, don't look so glum," he coos, snapping into action once more, this time in an attempt to grasp Ioris shoulders and push him down, one knee snapping up and then the other if it connects. And finally he releases with a snap kick upward, "I'm still interested in you!"
The girl doesn't mind being ignored for a bit, but figures it wouldn't hurt to try to keep the scales somewhat balanced. Benimaru seems to be doing fine against Iori, but the girl hopes to change that by charging forward suddenly and clenching a fist as she runs at Benimaru's backside. Skating up close and then twisting to lean so she arcs around, her first comes close and then jerks out suddenly to 'jab' at him with a great deal of force behind it. Whether or not it hits, she'll do her damndest to skate out of their reach and watch them carefully afterward. Hopefully, he won't dodge this as well.
COMBATSYS: Iori parries Benimaru's Catch and Shoot!
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Kula 0/-------/-------|=====--\-------\0 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/-----==|
Glum? ... Maybe. But it's more that Iori's past the point where words are a form of entertainment. Violence, despite his stated dislike for it, is an addiction he's been unable to curb. And if things keep up like this, he could be turning on Kula soon enough.
Right now, though, there's hands reaching for his shoulders, and a knee driving up between them. Or at least that was the -plan-. Because as soon as Benimaru's hands come reaching forth, Iori raises both forearms, slapping those arms away. The knee is subsequently avoided by a rapid sidestep -- though Iori's quick to offer an underhanded punch to Benimaru's stomach for the trouble. And if given that opportunity, Yagami would step in with a hard right uppercut to the jaw. And again... he'd leap forward, this time bringing both hands overhead for a twin-fisted axehandle to the base of the neck. "GURAAA! GURAAAA! GURAAAAOH!"
COMBATSYS: Benimaru dodges Kula's One Inch.
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Kula 0/-------/-------|=====--\-------\0 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/------=|
COMBATSYS: Benimaru blocks Iori's Aoi Hana EX.
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Kula 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/-----==|
Benimaru seems to be getting pretty lucky against Kula at least, the model's eyebrows raise when his arms are slapped back, and he has to deal with two things at once. The first punch from Iori is blocked well enough, he grunting a little in response, and then leans backward just barely avoiding the uppercut sent his way.
In same motion, he leans onto Kulas shoulder as she strikes, flipping right over her with a, "Excuse me," and nudges her forward to keep out of the way of the last attack that slams into crossed arms and sends him falling onto his back anyway.
And when he does snap upward again, so does his attempt to catch Ioris shoulders again, "Where was I? Ah right," again, if it connects, so do two well placed knees, and then a kick back, "Hup! Hup! Hah!"
Okay, so far, she's essentially a non-factor. But for now, Kula doesn't mind. The girl decides that what she's doing wrong is she's just attacking without any real plan set up. So, instead of charging forward again, the girl crouches down, the area around her freezing over itself as she places a hand on her knee. She watches the two fighters, waiting for an opening for her to be able to strike...and staying ready to haul ass should Iori suddenly start going crazy or Benimaru start getting ready to do that move that stings so much. She waits, watches...and focuses on the fight.
COMBATSYS: Kula focuses on her next action.
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Kula 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/-----==|
COMBATSYS: Iori parries Benimaru's Catch and Shoot!
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Kula 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/----===|
Oh, that move again? Why ruin a good thing? Yagami steps forward, once more bringing his forearms high to sweep Nikaido's hands away from his shoulders. The knee? Sidestepped -- but this time Iori steps to the -opposite- side. And where the last attack was aimed towards Benimaru's stomach -- this time Iori's aiming to step completely around the model, raking his fingernails across the man's side. But that's not all -- he'd then try to dig his talons in deeper, stepping forward again to throw the model at Kula's feet. "Right about =there=, I think..."
COMBATSYS: Benimaru dodges Iori's Saka Sakahagi EX.
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Kula 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/-----==|
Benimaru grunts in annoyance this time when Iori again handles his throw so easily, and lightly shakes his head- Iori was still as strong as the model remembered him to be, which was a little disheartening, but he'll just have to deal with it a little longer.
If he could defeat Iori this time around, maybe he could be re-recognized as Kyo's true rival, /and/ 'get the girl', per se. How nice would that be! Once Iori strikes, Benimaru is still on the ball, a bit of electricity crackling about his form as he smiles once more, "I'm sorry," he coos, "Right about where, did you mean," his fist crackles with electricity once more this time, and he swings at Yagamis chest with the exploding zappy power of the Raikin Ken, "/here/, perhaps?"
Whatever opening she was waiting for apparently isn't coming. Both fighters are too on the ball, and able to maneuver around each other's attacks. Kula mutters something under her breath, and then stands up, sliding a bit to the side as she tries to line up her shot. Another Diamond Breath aimed at the two, trying to wear them down, while they focus on each other as the more 'immediate' threat. After all, with the power they've been throwing back and forth, would the little girl really seem like a priority right now?
COMBATSYS: Iori blocks Benimaru's Raijin Ken.
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Kula 0/-------/-------|=======\-------\0 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/----===|
COMBATSYS: Kula successfully hits Iori with Diamond Breath.
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Kula 0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\0 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/--=====|
Sure she would! All it takes is a little ice.
Iori's more focused on preventing Benimaru from picking apart his defenses at the moment. The electricity is shunted aside from another raised forearm, coupled with another step to the side. He's juuuust about to throw out a follow-up attack when Kula's icy breath freezes his bare shoulder, coloring the skin blue as he wheels to the side in indecision.
"The he..." Apparently, he realizes Kula's here -now-, at any rate. Clenching his fist, his arm erupts into flames, the icy pauldron transforming into a cloud of steam. Twitching lightly at the pain, he suddenly turns his ire onto the Anti-K', keeping his arm bathed in flame as he leaps into the air. One full circle in the air, one brilliant arc of purple flame through the sky as he brings his flaming hand down like a guillotine onto Kula. "KURAAAAAAAAAOH!"
COMBATSYS: Benimaru just-defends Kula's Diamond Breath!
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Kula 0/-------/----===|=======\-------\0 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/--=====|
Benimaru has had some experiences with Iori in the past; even if Kula had been a different opponent, his focus more likely still would be on the red-haired orochi, though admittedly for a briefer portion of time rather than the very fan-expected bias he portrays this evening.
Nikaido staggers a little when he's pushed to the side, but quickly spins, long strands of electrical power swirling around his form once more with intent to defend Iori expected counter- attack. Instead ice smashes into the 'shield' of sorts, snowflakes dancing about his form in a rare display or absorbing another fighters chi.
He doesn't get much time to enjoy or ponder it however, "Not good," he mutters under his breath, waiting for the right opportunity to slam another suddenly produced orb into Ioris chest, "Easy there, killer!"
COMBATSYS: Kula dodges Iori's Tsumagushi.
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Kula 0/-------/----===|=======\-------\0 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/--=====|
Kula's also sparred several times in the past with Iori, and knows enough about him to know that once he starts feeling hungry for blood, there's little stopping him. Which she can't really blame him for...it's just who he is. He's nice enough when they're just hanging out. And it's why the girl just crouches on the ice she's made, and then pushes with a leg to slide backward. Then she jumps, doing her best to plant a foot on Iori's shoulder and a hand on his head to tousle his hair a bit playfully before she pushes off again to land behind Benimaru. From this position, she twists around with a shard of ice forming onto her hand like a small hatchet, which she slices at Benimaru's back with. Best to keep him between Iori and herself when he's this mad.
COMBATSYS: Benimaru successfully hits Iori with Benimaru Collider.
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Kula 0/-------/------=|=======\-------\1 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/-======|
Upon finding himself used as a springboard, Iori ... well, he's not -entirely- pleased. And when he's not pleased, he's mad. There's... not much middle ground there.
But it's a good thing for Kula that she's spirited away so quickly -- because Iori instantly gives chase. It just happens to carry him forward -- right into Benimaru's awaiting sphere of electricity. Jolted backwards from the blast as it sears through his skin, Iori finds himself... just a wee bit more ticked.
Cue the mad dash forward, as Iori attempts to slam his palm into Benimaru's face, slam him towards the ground, and then ignite his hand into a brilliant blast of flame. "DIE, NIKAIDO!!" Apparently... living up to his 'killer' epithet.
COMBATSYS: Kula successfully hits Benimaru with Behind Slash.
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Kula 0/-------/----===|=======\==-----\1 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/-======|
COMBATSYS: Benimaru blocks Iori's Koto Moon Negative.
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Kula 0/-------/----===|=======\====---\1 Benimaru
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Benimaru.. isn't sure if he feels annoyance, or jealousy to Kulas playfulness to Iori, his lips do twist up a little, and that's about it. A quick glance is given over his shoulder, his body suddenly tightening up a little to the strike he knows headed his way that cuts right through his fishnet shirt, a wince following the slash at his skin.
Well, it could have been worse, he could have suddenly been used as a human firework when Iori attacks, his face grabbed and crashes along the floor, sliding back. However his electrical energy puts up a very good fight against Ioris flame, assisting in finally managing to break free from the attack as he rolls backward.
But then there's a glint in his eye, the model grinning as the bolts become a bit thicker about his form. When this happen, the crowd suddenly roars, the model sprinting at the orochi with an arm extended and attempting to lock him in a sleeper hold, "Is that how it is, sweetie?" he yells, if the hold connects, a bolt of lightning crashes down upon both fighters, assisting in Yagami own personal shock therapy session, "aaaAAAAAAH!!"
Kula skates backward, flinching as she watches Benimaru get dragged down, and silently breathes a sigh of relief when he manages to squeak out of the worst of it. Sure, they're opponents, but Iori's attacks can be rather brutal when he's in this mood. The girl crouches down again, figuring for the moment she's out of the eye, and watches for another opening. She knows that move Benimaru's doing, and she has /no/ intention of being right there to suck up some of it. Last time she got a taste, it /stung/. Really, really stung.
The girl focuses again, figuring any moment the fight is going to turn against her, and figuring she has to be ready for anything they throw at her. Which means she'll need to keep her strength up. For the moment, she just works at keeping her chi levels high. The fight's taken quite a bit out of her chi as it is already.
COMBATSYS: Kula takes a breather.
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Kula 0/-------/----===|-------\-------\0 Benimaru
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Iori 0/-------/=======|
COMBATSYS: Benimaru successfully hits Iori with Electrigger.
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Kula 0/-------/----===|-------\-------\0 Benimaru
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Benimaru releases the hold after his attack, staring down at Iori if he falls with an almost sadistic grin, breathing heavy and steam lightly raising from his body. A low chuckle passes his lips, and then he brushes a hand through his hair- With Kula not on his back, he can strike a pose for the crowd, winking to the leftmost of the arena. Needless to say, quite a shrieking of fan-girls follow.
Oof. Iori feels the burn from that lightning bolt, his entire frame convulsing from the shock. Howling with rage, it's... pretty much a foregone conclusion that Iori's... gonna get a bit tweaked out about this. Panting, practically -rabid- as he stays hunched over on the floor, it's pretty obvious that shocked him into an earlier state of existence. One significantly more primal.
And Benimaru gets to see it first-hand, as Iori rockets forward, starting with an overhand slash to the model's face. YES, THE FACE. "CRY! SCREAM! THEN DIIIIE!" And then, if that hits... an unholy sequence of attacks that rockets forth: slashes, punches, elbow bashes, knee strikes, you name it -- if it's intended to hurt, it's going to be landed on Benimaru, culminating in Iori gripping both hands onto Benimaru's face, and loosing a ferocious conflagration of purple flame. Payback's a bitch.
COMBATSYS: Iori successfully hits Benimaru with Ya Otome.
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Kula 0/-------/----===|======-\-------\0 Benimaru
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Benimaru blinks.. Oh boy, not good. He winces beforehand when Iori bursts at him, and just tries to go for broke and see if he can skip away.
Well his luck had to run out at some point, but what a price to pay! The first slash hits dead on, the model predictably covering his face, and find himself then within the assault of punches, kicks, slashes, everything but the kitchen sink it would seem! He stands up to it all at the very least, which may not have been the best idea as the sea of flame follows it.
Benimaru goes tumbling backward, suddenly looking a lot more bruised and beaten than just moments ago, blood slowly spilling down his face when his hands pry free. He props himself up onto one knee, his eyes maniacly wide, baby-blue eyes shooting daggers back at Yagami, and then looks to his hands spattered in blood, "... Y.. You.." he hisses, eyebrow twitching as his gets to his feet, "YOU!! I'll /destroy/ you!!" he makes a fast break toward Iori once more, feet a blur along the ground as he jerks his fist back and lounges it forward again, electrical energy flaring about the fist aimed at Ioris mug this time.
Ow... Ow, ow, ow. Kula can only stand there and flinch as Iori goes to town on Benimaru. ...she'll probably have to apologize for Iori later, since he usually doesn't do much apologizing himself. "...ow." She figures that at this point, Iori's probably doing better if he can deliver that kind of damage. Plus, if he's still /standing/ after doing that kind of damage, then he is the most immediate threat not only to her and Benimaru, but possibly to others as well. She charges forward, arms hanging back behind her. Clear, sharp claws of ice form on her hands, and she skates around to slash at Iori from behind. Under her breath, she mutters an apology, but keeps her mind on the issue at hand.
COMBATSYS: Benimaru successfully hits Iori with Raijin Ken.
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Kula 0/-------/------=|=======\-------\0 Benimaru
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COMBATSYS: Kula successfully hits Iori with Claw Bites.
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Apology? What apology? Iori's may be getting hit from both fronts, but at least he's making people bleed just the same. The fact that Benimaru's the worse off of the two just brings a smile to his face. "Promise?" he quips back -- even as Benimaru's crackling fist hammers forward and smacks him full in the jaw. And right about then, Kula's icy uppercut tears into him from behind.
Staggering forward... Iori breaks into roaring laughter, his hands both blazing with purple flames. First the right, then the right slaps towards the ground right before Benimaru. His crimson eyes focus intensely on Benimaru as he shakes his head, cackling with the glee of someone only barely clinging to consciousness can attain -- "DIE!"
And then both hands whip overhead, to come crashing down onto the arena floor, triggering a massive conflagration under Benimaru's feet.
... Then Iori falls the hell over, utterly spent and unconscious.
COMBATSYS: Iori can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Iori successfully hits Benimaru with Yami Sugi.
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Benimaru breathes heavily, his upper lip twitching and looking to be on his last legs, and if it were possible for him to look even more angry, he would have that face on. One moment he was fine and dandy, and the next, a scratched up, bleeding mess. He could feel his face so hot, shaking his head in exasperation at Iori.
How annoying, sometimes the momentum of 'bad moods' between the two shift at the switch of a light, the model taking a slight step back and rushes forward once Iori tears up the ground, shaking things up a bit, and Benimaru for a moment is lost in a large cloud of dust when the wave slams past him. When it clears, he's still standing; but.. That isn't for much longer. He slouches forward, and curses to himself, and then,
He collapses to the ground in defeat himself.
COMBATSYS: Benimaru takes no action.
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COMBATSYS: Benimaru can no longer fight.
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One thing she learned at NESTS was that a victory, no matter the circumstances, is a good thing. And, be sure to take whatever steps neccessary to ensure you get it. Playing dirty, cheap shots, and being dishonorable are all sometimes needed if you're going to come out on top. But, in this instance, Kula just feels...awkward. The response from the crowd is a huge standing ovation, but Kula wonders how much is for her for winning, and how much is for Iori and Benimaru for that display of power.
Kula shifts a bit, her hair melting back down to red again as she adjusts that cowboy hat and removes a clip from inside the brim that was holding it on to fiddle with. Winning by observation? Not the most honorable tactic, but...it seems to have worked. She just looks at the announcer as he emerges to call out the results, and then walks a bit out of the spotlight to wait for the medical crews to come out and check on the other two fighters.
The cheers and booing are just ignored for now.
Log created by Iori, and last modified on 07:05:57 09/12/2005.