Description: This accidental meeting at the Southtown Mall ends up drawing quite a crowd as these two fighters give it their all, with plenty of lucky hits and powering up to swing the momentum back and forth. It's a close one, but in the end, chains beat flames. (Winner: Niesje)
The Southtown Medal Tournament!
On this, the first day of the SMT, the whole city is abuzz. The momentum might not last, even though the tournament itself has a set duration and there's only so much time for fighters to pick sanctioned fights in the streets, but for now, wherever fighters go, whispering people and secret cameras follow. It's not just reality TV; it's reality TV happening right in front of you -- hurry, quick, wave and shout while the camera's still on you -- wait, where *is* the camera, anyway? Not to mention there's people throwing fire at each other. Can television get any better than that?
So what with all this attention, it's probably a good thing that Alma Towazu, famed beauty and psychic superstar and, er, lowest common denominator of Team Dynamite Vogue, is extremely cool under fire, especially when it comes to making public appearances. With the simple and quiet ease of a reincarnated Zen master, the tall youth even manages to carry his twin shopping bags with graceful ease. It's Halloween, but he's already had his dress-up day; it's time to get back and pass out candy to the kids in the park near his apartment. His bright eyes and mild but genuine smile reflect that he is, in fact, greatly looking forward to this.
Not to mention he found the coolest top today...
Exitting the store into the main outdoor plaza, he looks both ways for possible ninja ambush -- simple instinct, done with the calmest of demeanors -- before setting out, walking under the imported white birch trees and smiling, eyes sparkling with mirth, at the laughing children in their costumes.
A certain young woman is also walking out of the shopping mall - but her style is anything but the calm demeanor of a reincarnated Zen master. She is currently talking to a eporter, who keeps on glancing around desperately for some plausible excuse to escape. "And that's when I decided to enter that tournament! Fists may be strong, but the desire of good in the heart is stronger! And I bought this dress! It was half off, can you believe that?"
She shoves the dress - black, and extremely frilly - in the reporter's face, then seeing Alma, blinks, then stares at his chest for a moment. "Wait! Hey! You're part of the medal tournament too, aren't you?" She tosses her bags onto her halberd, and points at him dramatically with her free hand.
The reporter seizes this opportunity, and dissapears into the crowd.
Alma slowly turns his soft smile upon the woman pointing accusingly at him, his warm eyes mildly curious. "I am," he replies agreeably. Pause. "I like your dress," he adds gently, nodding to the black dress in her hand. He sounds like he means it. Though of course, 'like' can mean all sorts of things.
The handsome Eurasian young man says his bags down and rises to his full imposing height. "I am Alma Towazu," he says, and smiles winningly, eyes brightening again. "A student of the Hiten-Ryu style of kung fu. And I believe that you are Miss Sato Niesje. You have recently begun teaching at my friend Jiro's high school, isn't that right?" Maybe he's just making conversation, but in his calm little way, he sounds actually interested.
Just because someone's about to start trying to hit you with a halberd doesn't mean you can't be friendly beforehand.
"If you want to challenge me here," he adds, simultaneously relaxing his body and straightening his posture as the people start to gather around at a safe distance, forming a crowd, "I am available."
He'd gotten back in town maybe a few hours ago. The side of his head still hurt from a Buster Sword swing gone bad, and, for those who hadn't pieced the mystery together yet, Duo Lon's hair is dyed an argent silver. It's kind of becoming, actually, and totally bish, but he could be a little happier about it. This hair is pulled at with mild irritation, and one or two dispassionate glances given towards staring women (and one man who can't take his eyes from the bright display), but Duo pays little attention to it otherwise. Which is lucky, because he might not have noticed his friend Alma starting up a fight, across the street, if he hadn't!
Though it's not like Alma wouldn't have noticed him. The Hizoku is /still/ wearing a full-leather body suit, with the big silvery pauldrons and the makeup. Maybe that's why he's been getting the stares. And of course, one would ask themselves, "Why didn't he take it off?" The answer involves simple frustration with leather's friction. It's tough to pull off. Heedless of the continued stares and the gasps here and there, "Sephiroth! Whoa, what good cosplay!", Duo makes his way to the front of the gathering mob. A tilt of the head, a slight crease of the forehead and lips(is it a frown or a smile?)... "Alma? You're doing the medal thing?" A pause, and a quick nod. Those slanted eyes narrow in a smile that doesn't touch his lips, they hide a sparkle that might mean something a little more than most would expect. Alma always put Duo in a good mood. "You'd better do me proud."
Niesje adjusts her sunglasses, widening her stance a little. "Thank you! Already my fame has spread so far... This is unexpected!" She smiles suddenly down at Alma, and nods. "I wish I could say I could heard of you. Without lying, I mean. But I can't, so I won't! But the day a high-schooler's challenge against me goes unanswered is the day a high-schooler's challenge against me goes unanswered!"
She glances over to Duolon at his speech, gathers her bags, tosses them towards him, then looks back to Alma. She then pauses for a moment. "...Wait, you were talking about a medal fight, right?"
Alma doesn't exactly wilt, per se. Not really. Just like how his "fighting stance" involves more of a shift of aura than a obvious physical movements, so too is this just sort of... a power-down. His brow does quirk apart, slightly. "I'm... not in high school..." he manages, with a sheepish smile. "But it's alright if you haven't heard of me," he adds with a little more spirit, eyes sparkling as his smile flows into a grin. "It's mostly the middle-school girls that've heard of me."
He blinks with surprise as an aura flares into existence behind him and Niesje throws her bags toward-- "Mr. Duo Lon!" Oh, it is like the sun has risen upon Alma's face. If his eyes were bright before, they were nothing compared to this. "You're here!" Alma might've noticed his friend before twere it not for the ninjaish innate ability to have a less-noticable aura, but no matter. The passion of battle is surging with him for sure, now!
"Of course," he says engagingly, and actually winks once at the taller woman before stepping his right foot forward lightly, shifting into an adapted form of the Hiten-Ryu stance. "Don't let me take your medal too easily, alright? Please--" With a winning smile-- "do your best!"
COMBATSYS: Alma has started a fight here.
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Alma 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Niesje has joined the fight here.
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Alma 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Niesje
Niesje's voice is filled with challenge and ego as she shakes her head. "Nice speech... But, I'm afraid my best just might not be enough!" She whirls her halberd over her head with one hand, creating a whining sound through the air, then slows down, coming to a stop as she points to Alma with it. Her other hand retracts inside her sleeve for a moment, then flings a chain at Alma almost casually.
COMBATSYS: Alma dodges Niesje's Thrown Chain.
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Alma 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Niesje
Alma lunges.
Weaving as he moves, wasting no momentum, he lets the chain pass a hairsbreadth away from him, and smiles as he closes the distance. "Then," he says, deep baritone calm, "do better than your best, of course."
His eyes flash once, and his right hand ignites with purple-pink soul flame, drawing his inner Psycho Power into a dangerous physical form, spurred on by the beginnings of violent conflict. With a graceful thrust of his hand, he casts forward, and a wave-like gout of flame emerges from nowhere, aiming to catch Niesje full on and send her back.
"Kuuu... SEIHA!"
The fight has begun! Hope those secret cameras are around!
COMBATSYS: Niesje negates Sacred Wave from Alma with Grand Chain.
- Power hit! -
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Alma 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Niesje
Few people knew this, but Niesje did not live alone. She had a freeloader parasite sleeping on her couch, eating her food, washing her dishes and trying to turn her magazines into paper monsters. Yes, the kind that you know, eat people. Therefore when Niesje goes out in the pretence of shopping and considering they eat spam. . It's a very dubious claim. Therefore her roomate, house mate, partner (side kick) and personal commentator followers her. Flying, yep, flying. And by that we totally mean she jumped in the trunk of her car before it left. One bumpy ride later and a lot of kicking the trunk flies opened and out pops. . A witch!
Naerose somehow keeps her hat in place, somehow her big broom fits, because while Niesje always has her halberd, Naerose in turn her broom and matching shades. The two could be twisted sisters of some kind. When she sees the fight going on she does the one thing she can. She pulls out a megaphone and rushes to the sidelines.
Niesje tosses three more chains towards the gout of flame, causing the flames to split as they pass by her. The chains, in the meantime, fly through the air, creating several hazards for random observers. She smiles a little bit at Alma, not seeming to notice the hazards she's just created. "If you insist..."
"Okay Ladies and Gentlemen, sorry that the commentary is so far behind, I am Naerose Delphine, your announcer, her to bring you this message. Alma IS evil! And evil must be struck down, I don't know how, or why, all I know is that he is being struck down today by our Heroine and my landlord, Sato Niesje! Lets hear it for her as she crushes evil with her biiiiiiig pole axe of DOOM!"
Naerose claps.
Well, Alma couldn't knock her off balance, but she didn't manage to hit him either, so that's a plus. Rushing forward, he tries to maintain his momentum by charging forward, his image blurring as he moves. Ignoring Naerose for now -- he's gotten good at that -- he strikes with a series of fierce punches and acrobatic kicks that leave trailing images of themselves which do damage as well, moving just far enough behind that at points he's kicking in two places at once; even when his Psycho Power doesn't manifest as flames, it can aid him like this.
With him comes the scent of rain...
Niesje simply watches for a moment, then sweeps the hook end of her halberd at Alma's foot, tossing him into the air a moment before he can reach her. Hearing Naerose's voice, she shakes her head a little. "Naerose, a announcer should at least fake impartiality at first..."
"And Alma is going in for an attack, but as we all know, Niesje is unstoppable ! Lets hear it folks for her token maneuver, which I have personally had the pleasure of practicing with her, in my pajamas! The Fantastic Trip! No we're not a house full of drug junkies, because that's evil and wrong and on top of that, expensive. Now then, I turn you over to Silvester the Bunny for fight statistics."
----- Silence across the megaphone - - - - Some nibbling ------
Whoops.
So much for his stylish combination attack. Alma finds himself with a chain looped around his foot, and before you can say 'oh crap', he's tossed up into the air. Still, when you look at it from the opportunity of a Zen, er, opportunist, this may actually be a change to acquire some extra fighting momentum! As he comes down, he reaches out with his leg and, spinning in an unpredictable sort of feint, finally lashes out at Niesje's head with a hooking crescent kick, hoping to make the most of this situation.
"Oosh!"
COMBATSYS: Alma successfully hits Niesje with Light Kick.
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Alma 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Niesje
"And here we see Niesje our fantastic heroine letting Alma get his .. Er wait, faked impartial ness. Rigth, Okay, so Alma makes an attack and speedily catches the clumbsy Niesje off guard! What a klutz! Folks I think we can call this fight right now. Anyway, back to our regular scheduled pummeling, and our Heroine Niesje is about to destroy Alma, lets see what move she comes out with next, Silvester?"
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Niesje is either a bit too distracted or not aware enough to even notice the kick, or a mixture of the two, and is knocked in the head. She grimaces, taking a step back, but after a moment regains herself, and stabs at Alma's stomach with the spear end of her halberd.
COMBATSYS: Niesje successfully hits Alma with Quick Punch.
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Alma 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Niesje
Ha ha! Right in the face! That'll teach her to--
*poke*
Staggering away from the dangerous halberd poke, Alma Towazu manages to get away with just a graze, but loses all his momentum, and ends up a couple meters away. With no inspiration striking him as to how to take advantage of this situation, he takes a deep breath and meets his opponent's eyes, summoning up that latent Psycho Power and letting it circulate through his body, emanating as coils of light from his forearms as he draws upon the ambient chi.
It's time to get in gear and give the audience a show!
COMBATSYS: Alma gathers his will.
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Alma 0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0 Niesje
Niesje seems to be staring straight back at Alma, although it's hard to tell with her sunglasses on, but makes no offensive move - she's content to just stand there for the moment. In fact, she comes to a complete halt.
COMBATSYS: Niesje focuses on her next action.
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Alma 0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0 Niesje
"Woah, is Alma.. He is! This Dragon Ball Z rip off is now 'powering up'. That folks is what serious constipation looks like and what will follow I can almost assure will be his token 'Effeminate Kamehameha!' This move is totally going to knock your socks off and make you cry, 'I've never seen such power, it's unbelievably high!' and better watch out because your cell phones will explode in your faces, your pda's will also explode.. The only thing you will be able to do is stare in shock and awe. But what's this? Niesje is going to try to counter it, she seems to be readying herself for it.. Lets see whose cheap anime knock offs will win!"
Naerose takes this moment to adjust her dark shades, which she is also always wearing.
And...
...release!
"Haaah!" Here comes the 'effeminate kamehameha' -- thanks, Naerose -- though it's not quite everything he's got. It looks like he's upping the drama, though, because this is a flashy move that he doesn't use often. "SACRED CROSS!" he calls commandingly, somehow projecting without actually shouting, his eyes blazing with inner fire. Crossing his arms in an X, he lunges forward, and as he does his arms ignite entirely. He slashes out--
And a burning cross of white-pink flame launches forth to blow his opponent away. Or, alternatively, he's probably got something else planned too, considering he's wasting no time in coming up right behind it...
"Tenkuuuuu... SEIDAN!"
COMBATSYS: Niesje negates Heavenly Ether Blast from Alma with Grand Chain.
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Alma 0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0 Niesje
Niesje mouths, "...grand chain...", as she tosses out three chains into the precise locations to disperse the Heavenly Ether Blast, then wipes the sweat off her forehead with the back of her sleeve. "You almost take sorceror's tricks to an artform..."
The pinkish steam from the blast clears, and-- Alma is gone. At least from Niesje's perspective. But from the perspective of anyone facing the opponent direction, Alma has just kept on running, apparently ignoring the failure of his projectile attack, to run right toward one of the supporting pillars of one of the awnings, run *up* it, and triangle-jump off -- perhaps the tallest person to ever triangle jump save Earthquake, unless of course Niesje can do it too -- and come down first with a blurringly quick series of thrust kicks to Niesje's back, followed by a series of fierce punches.
Stylish!
COMBATSYS: Niesje counters Strong Punch from Alma with Bad Trip.
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Alma 1/-------/=======|===----\-------\0 Niesje
"And I the announcer take personal offense to that statement, seriously you would think Niesje would be more kind toward her own live in witch and partner but no.. Hmph, sorcerer tricks.. But it is true, Alma's works are just tricks compared to real magic like mine, as proven by his attempt to get behind Niesje and hit her by surprise only to find that her chains and halberd are seriously an extension of her body! I mean.. I've never seen her without either of them ever! She even takes them to the bathroom!"
Naerose meanwhile clutches her broom lovingly and her hat.
Niesje glances to the reflection in her sunglasses, and seeing Alma, turns around rather quickly, swinging the staff of her halberd into Alma's legs, knocking him to the ground, then swings the axeblade down at him in one smooth motion.
Alma's kicks are parried and the punches are interrupted by the halberd swing that sends him to the ground -- but when the axeblade swings down, his eyes flash, as if to say '*oh* no', and he rolls away just in the nick of time as the blade thunks into the ground, to the 'ooohh's of the audience. Siderolling rapidly, Alma then springs to his feet, eyes blazing with battle passion and furious defiance, and doesn't let up, not discouraged in the slightest.
His hands igniting with pinkish-purple Psycho Power flames, he then blurs forward, the fastest he's ever been thus far, and performs another series of blurring attacks, similar to his Autumn Rain maneuver: except he's on fire, now, and quick as lightning.
"Uurrrryaaaahh!" is his resounding cry to the heavens.
Ladies and Gentlemen, Benimaru Nikaido has just walked into the scene! It's not easy to tell it's him at first though, because he's still dressed up for halloween. This is likely because all the equipment is such a pain to take off and hey, may as well be in the spirit, right? So enter Cloud Strife and his bigass sword, the model wondering why suddenly the media was running into the Village Mall. He gets his answer soon enough, and the spiky haired man just shakes his head at what he sees.
The truth is, he should be scouting Alma a bit, having never really watched any of his fights, maybe even cheer his partner on- But lets face it, the tall Niesje is more pleasing to the eye. Sorry man.
COMBATSYS: Alma successfully hits Niesje with Sacred Rekka Revelation.
- Power hit! -
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Alma 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Niesje
From across the clearing, Duo's been watching Alma take counters and wincing with each of them... and, to a smaller extent, keeping an eye on Niesje's bags. Pays to be nice, after all. And, for the first few punches and reactions, things go pretty well, Duo actually keeping to himself as the other lady starts commentating, and not kicking somebody's knees out from under them when they mention his *dorky* costume. Shut up, man. He has a huge sword. As Benimaru steps into place on the other side of the clearing, Duo/Sephiroth gives a broad grin to the other man, and, in true essence of his business/personal duality, greets his friend. "Yo, Beni. That sword hit? I think I'm gonna be bruised for the next /week/."
There you have it, ladies and gentlemen. Dynamite Vogue! at work, chatting about their appearance and various problems with it during a fight. At Alma's successful hit, which looks like it /hurt/, Duo winces on behalf of Niesje, while extending one gloved hand to Alma, thumb-up.
Niesje watches Alma with a slight frown as he dodges the axeblade.
When she sees him coming towards her, she lifts her halberd in an attempt to block, but is simply swept away in a flurry of flaming kicks and punches, and falls to the ground, breathing heavily. She spits out a little blood, then gets back up unsteadily, taking a step backwards as she does so. "...Now *that*... I didn't see coming..."
COMBATSYS: Niesje takes a breather.
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Alma 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Niesje
But Niesje was not without her fan. Fans. Silvester liked Niesje way more than Naerose and Naerose liked not having to cook breakfast. Therefore they were certainly rooting for the teacher. Of course this didn't make her commentary bias with a ,
"Oh cheap shot from Alma, but Niesje's strength will surely prevail. Oh look, lets get some interviews from the famous people watching this bout! Mister Strife! I played your game and watched your movie, I loved it, can I have your motorcycle pleeease?!" Naerose says into the loud speaker, leaving to run over to Beni, Silvester for the moment on the ground, safe and unharmed. Meanwhile Niesje unleashes her wrath, rather.. rests.
The core of Alma's advantage rests in maintaining his flow. As much as mercy suits him, this is a competition, a meeting of fighting spirts, and he can't hold back now. With a roar of fury -- not anger or rage, but pure, unbridled passion; you can tell the difference by the fight that he's genuinely grinning -- he rushes forward and aims a fierce thrust kick right at the recovering Niesje's torso. This is one to, if it connects, really knock the tall woman off her feet.
But he does have time to catch Duo's gesture, and tilting his head slightly even as he attacks, Alma winks once, hazel eye sparkling.
COMBATSYS: Niesje blocks Alma's Heavy Kick.
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Alma 0/-------/------=|======-\-------\0 Niesje
Niesje shifts her halberd a little, knocking the blow somewhat aside, so it only grazes her. "Your energy attacks are amazing... But your physical attacks..." She smiles a little at Alma, and shakes her head, then comes to a complete halt once again.
COMBATSYS: Niesje takes a breather.
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Alma 0/-------/------=|======-\-------\0 Niesje
Sticks and stones, Niesje. If there's one thing you can't do, it's hurt Alma's feelings. The thrust kick fails, of course -- but he didn't exactly expect her to just keep on chilling. An interesting strategy: she's leaving all the entertaining bits to him!
Well, it'll work, sadly. Alma will take responsibility for entertaining the audience, even if this would be a good time to recover some of his Psycho Power and recenter himself. He continues rushing, feints a roundhouse and twists into a backfist strike, ending in a powerful shove. If he can unbalance her with a constant stream of attacks, maybe...
COMBATSYS: Niesje blocks Alma's Strong Punch.
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Alma 0/-------/------=|=======\-------\0 Niesje
Niesje frowns a bit, knocking aside most of the kicks and punches with the staff of her halberd, breathing evenly, then swings a heavy axeblow at Alma's side. She then returns back to doing nothing - not the most shining example of showmanship, here.
COMBATSYS: Niesje successfully hits Alma with Random Weapon.
- Power hit! -
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Alma 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\1 Niesje
Benimaru mnns? Baby-blue eyes shift to Duolon, and... He actually reponds to his teamate with a small smile in greeting, "Didn't think I'd see you again so soon. You're doing a little scouting yourself are you?" he raises a hand to brush some of his wildly placed hair from his face, and looks back to the two combatants, "Sorry about that, I guess I let my curiosity get the better of me there. Though you wear a lot right? You wouldn't have to worry about the bruises much."
"CLOUD!" Cries Naerose into the loud speaker from about a foot away from Beni, the device turned all the way up.
He is totally ignoring her.
"Look, I will tell you how this fight goes as the annoucner, Niesje creams him, there, now.. so can I borrow your sweet motorcycle please mister strife sir?" She shifts her weight looking all witchy and cute.
Weeell... that's what you get, I guess. So much for unbalancing *her* -- Alma unbalances *himself* with his series of attacks, and when he sees the halberd coming, there's a split second where his gaze flickers up to the heavens, resignedly.
And then KAPOW.
He spirals away and hits the ground hard, coughing, and slowly rises to his feet. Maybe he should deal with this whole "momentum" problem in a different way... At any rate, despite the pain his gaze is clear, and he doesn't seem to be bleeding too terribly badly. He's built pretty solid. Settling his stance, he takes a deep breath, energy crackling around him.
Find the flow, Alma!
COMBATSYS: Alma gathers his will.
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Alma 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Niesje
This is returned with the slightest narrowing of eyes. Yes, even as Alma is brained upside the head with a halberd. Benimaru's comment cuts to the very heart of Duo Lon, and it shows.
For a moment, a chill wind rushes through the area. Duo's silver locks and leathery cape blow in that breeze, and his eyes do not relax. A small frown plays at his lips. "Take it back, Beni."
At his side, the enormous Masamune is held in one hand, hilt thrust in Alma's direction. The blade slides in the scabbard a bit, proof that it's loose and ready to be used.
Niesje pauses for a bit, watching Alma begin charge up with a slight frown, then lifts her halberd up over her head. "...technique..." With that, she strikes down with the axeblade towards Alma's head. "Axe of Damocles!"
COMBATSYS: Alma blocks Niesje's Axe of Damocles.
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Alma 1/-----==/=======|=======\-------\1 Niesje
*clang!*
Niesje's strike is parried.
With the Masamune.
Holding the enormous katana in one hand, seeming to have drawn it in a split second, Alma meets his opponent's eyes calmly. "You certainly take your time," he says, and though his expression is completely deadpan, his eyes sparkle with inner light. "I was wondering when you'd start coming after me again."
Then, with a burst of strength, he shoves her back, and causes the long sword to glow a purplish-pink as she slashes forward-- and unleashes a wave of psychic flame from the blade. "Kuuuu... SEIHA!"
COMBATSYS: Niesje negates Sacred Wave from Alma with Large Thrown Object.
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Alma 1/-----==/=======|=======\-------\1 Niesje
Chains whirl out from Niesje's sleeves, grabbing at a shrub nearby, then tug it into the path of the blast, leaving smouldering remains in it's place. "Time is the most precious resource. One should not squander it..." She glances down at the shrub, though, a slight frown on her face - if she had been a bit slower...
~ Yeah, speak for yourself, lady. I'm supposed to be passing out candy... ~
As usual, Alma's innermost thoughts are not revealed by his stoic expression. He ignores that he destroyed the ego of a shrub instead of Niesje, and raises his sword to the sky. Pinkish-purple lightning crackles around it. "Haaaaah--!" There can be only one! His eyes blazing with inner light, with a powerful kiai Alma infuses the sword with all his destructive power and hurls it, point-first, right at the woman across from him.
"SWORD OF AWAKENING!"
The sword of his soul cuts through the darkness of ignorance... ignorance of *pain*, that is...
COMBATSYS: Niesje slows Two Heavens Harmony from Alma with Large Thrown Object.
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Alma 0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\1 Niesje
Benimaru jumps suddenly to the cry of Naerose.. The funny thing was given the previous happenings, it was no suprise that there was another fangirl in the midst- Though at least this one seemed interested in a motorcycle ride rather than... Other things, like having babies, "I'd have to disagree.. Alma may be useless, but he's gotten out of tougher jams," he murmurs to the witch, and smiles to her, "That's a nice outfit you have, by the way.. Red was always my favorite color. I'm afraid I don't really have a motorcycle though," is then confessed with a weak chuckle.
Niesje smirks. "...I don't think so..." She picks up the twin shrub, and hurls it towards Alma's blast. And then blinks as it bursts through the shrub. She tries to cover her face with her arms as the blast tosses her through a nearby window.
.. . . "No motorcycle.." She looks at Beni, stares at him, inspects him. Then she decides her world was turned upside down.
" I am so ready to go home." Naerose says, grabs her bunny, sticks him under her hat and gets back into the trunk of Niesje's car, closing the lid and. . . She's gone. Way to go Beni, you scared away the witch.
Whoops. Property damage. Eheheh.
With a lopsided grin, the weary Alma reaches up and scratches the back of his head -- before rushing in after her! No holding back, right? "Oooraaa!" With a dramatic call, the handsome Eurasian leaps through the window, arms crossed in front of his face, and lands in a neat crouch, moving immediately to try and grab Niesje and throw her back outside through the window. "Stay in-bounds!" he says, rather gently really, ignoring the gawking stares of the shoppers previously unaware of their battle. "Sorry about the window, I'll be paying for that," he calls over his shoulder cheerfully.
COMBATSYS: Niesje fails to counter Quick Throw from Alma with Fantastic Trip.
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Alma 0/-------/----===|=======\=------\1 Niesje
Duo has disappeared from his original position, though it's not too hard to see the silver haired, leather-clad teenager making his way through the crowd at large, pushing people aside and merely staring hard at others. Within moments, he's standing beside the other DV! representative in the audience, and pushing him so that they face each other.
"Take it /back/!"
This is accompanied with a /severe/ frown. If there was ever a way to get the typically calm Duo Lon angry...
Niesje attempts to struggle her swing her halberd at Alma's feet, but isn't as quick as he is, having been just thrown through a window a window and all. So she flies back *out* the window, landing on the ground again, a little less painfully than before. "...you put me there...?"
Niesje attempts to struggle to her feet and swing her halberd at Alma's feet, but isn't as quick as he is, having been just thrown through a window a window and all. So she flies back *out* the window, landing on the ground again, a little less painfully than before. "...you put me there...?"
And with a final winning grin to the young woman at the counter of the store -- who blushes slightly -- Alma hurls himself right back out the window after Niesje, rushing forth with a series of quick jabs, just for the sake of not letting up. If he leaves her alone for a minute, she might start gathering her strength again...
...and that's the last thing he needs.
COMBATSYS: Niesje blocks Alma's Quick Punch.
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Alma 0/-------/----===|=======\==-----\1 Niesje
Benimaru's gaze lazily travels toward Duolon again when he's suddenly turned, and he quirks an eyebrow. Were it any other day, he'd probably be crushed by Naeroses' sudden rejection on top of this, but he was in a good mood today. He was in a really really good mood today actually. He purses his lips a moment, and then asks, "... Take what back now? You look as good as you always do, Duolon."
Neisje blocks most of the jabs with a quick spin of her halberd, then gets back up into a kneeling position, and stabs up at Alma with the spearpoint of her halberd.
COMBATSYS: Niesje successfully hits Alma with Strong Punch.
- Power hit! -
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Alma 0/-------/--=====|=======\==-----\1 Niesje
Alma rushes -- right into the spearpoint. It catches him in the solar plexus, which doesn't just make him bleed, it winds him, too. Clutching at his stomach, the young man staggers back and nearly collapses, but tucks into a roll, grimaces, and just keeps on truckin. Way to be, man, way to be.
Continuing the constant assault, Alma staggers strategically, lunges, and then shifts into a sliding kick, in an attempt to powerfully knock Niesje's legs from under her. Hey, maybe she'll tangle herself up in all those chains.
COMBATSYS: Niesje blocks Alma's Light Kick.
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Alma 0/-------/--=====|=======\===----\1 Niesje
Niesje wards off the blow with a light two-handed halberd-staff blow to Alma's foot. She then rises up suddenly, and stabs down at Alma, putting her weight on her halberd to add additional force to the blow.
COMBATSYS: Alma dodges Niesje's Heavy Kick.
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Alma 0/-------/--=====|=======\===----\1 Niesje
Alma rolls back, and the spearhead clanks on the ground again. Another 'ooohh' -- since he's such a big guy, his acrobatics tend to impress. Raising his arms into a dramatic fighting stance, Alma's eyes flashes with gathering power, and with a calm smile, he reaches out with one hand--
--and beckons.
Find your center, Alma... you can do this...
COMBATSYS: Alma gathers his will.
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Alma 1/------=/=======|=======\===----\1 Niesje
Niesje laughs softly, then takes the halberd in both hands, and then swings the axeblade towards his stomach, as if trying to hit an inappropriate metaphor home-run.
[OOC] Alma says, "TEARS OF VIOLENCE!!"
COMBATSYS: Alma interrupts Random Weapon from Niesje with Engeki Shooter.
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Alma 1/------=/=======|=======\=======\1 Niesje
Oh yes. That's inappropriate. Highly inappropriate.
So inappropriate that Alma needs to slam it aside with the back of his hand, almost negligently, before igniting his right foot and *kicking her in the freaking face*. There's the sound of rushing air, and then an explosion as Niesje, alight with soul fire at least for a second or two, is sent flying back.
Alma runs a hand through his hair, and smiles calmly.
Niesje moans faintly, then staggers to her feet, dusting off her clothes. She stands there for half a moment, then rushes towards Alma with her halberd upraised. She swings downwards before she actually reaches him persay, stabbing at him with the spearhead instead.
COMBATSYS: Alma fails to interrupt Bad Trip from Niesje with Sacred Rekka Revelation.
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Alma 0/-------/----===|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Niesje
Head throbbing, his Psycho Power failing him now, Alma misjudges Niesje's attack, and the downward feint followed by the upward attack catches him hard. He staggers back... but remains standing, at least for now.
Seeing an opening, or at least imagining such, Niesje quickly sets her halberd at an angle in the ground, while lashing out with a chain with her other hand, trying to drag Alma straight into the spearpoint.
COMBATSYS: Alma blocks Niesje's Calm the Storm.
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Alma 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\1 Niesje
It's time for a Jiro move. No, not Tears of Violence, he already did that. What's the *other* Jiro move?
Alma doesn't fall into Niesje's hands; he actually grabs the chain himself, and then pulls *hard*, bringing her towards him-- and attempts to quickly clothesline her.
Aww yeah.
COMBATSYS: Niesje blocks Alma's Quick Punch.
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Alma 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\1 Niesje
"Such dirty tricks..." Niesje lets herself be tugged along, warding off the arm with her hand, then smiles a little, and aims a kneestrike at his stomach, attempting to toss him back through the air.
COMBATSYS: Alma endures Niesje's Quick Punch.
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Alma 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\1 Niesje
Ker-*thunk*. This is the sound of Niesje's knee meeting Alma's tummy. Then there is a soft scuffing sound. This is the sound of Niesje's foot hitting the cobbles as it bounces right off the solid muscle that is Alma Towazu's abdomen.
The whole time, he just looks right into her eyes, as if to say: I may be pretty, but I'm still a *man*, baby. So it's good that he did this after she attacked. Otherwise, she might've kneed him somewhere else.
No time to think about that, though, because he's retaliating by, with a burst of reserve he probably shouldn't have, leapting high, both feet igniting, and striking with a series of roundhouse kicks. The sudden ferocious energy of his attack is overwhelming, and several members of the audience can't help but gasp.
Alma has that effect on people.
"SHIEN... CYCLE!"
COMBATSYS: Niesje counters Shien Cycle from Alma with Calm the Storm.
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Alma 0/-------/=======|=------\-------\0 Niesje
Meanwhile, the slightly less charismatic Niesje takes a step back, and digs the back of her halberd into the ground once again in an instant, and just watches more or less dispassionately as Alma runs into the spearpoint. Which doesn't gain her more favor from the crowd, for some reason. Odd.
Okay, that's pretty embarrassing.
Alma staggers back... and sways... bleeding from his nose and slightly from his mouth, he coughs, eyes growing bleary...
...he manages to stagger toward Niesje and aim once last lunging kick at her, and...
--HE DOESN'T FALL.
Slamming both feet on the ground, Alma cries to the heavens!
"OoooosshhhAAAAAAAA!"
COMBATSYS: Niesje counters Light Kick from Alma with Fantastic Trip.
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Alma 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Niesje
Niesje drops down to the ground, and sweeps at Alma's feet with one of her own, knocking him to the ground, then straightens back up to reclaim her halberd. "Perhaps you should call it a day... For your own sake."
Yeah. This has been a hardcore fight. But it looks like Alma is finished. Niesje drops him with her kick, and then she reaches down to reclaim her halberd...
...BUT ALMA GETS IT FIRST.
With a final roar -- not of anger, but of sheer battle passion, of pure joy that he manages to last this long -- Alma swings the halberd once at her... before finally collapsing to his knees, coughing violently.
COMBATSYS: Alma can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Niesje counters Random Weapon from Alma with Bad Trip.
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Niesje 0/-------/-----==|
Niesje ducks under the halberd, and drives a fist into Alma's stomach, then straightens back up as she pries the halberd from his hands. "Touching me like that was unwise..." She looks over to Duolon. "I'm guessing you can take care of him?"
Alma collapses backward, sighing heavily. Well, he gave it his all for sure, but there's only so much he can do against such ironclad defenses. He has a lot to learn. With the weak smile of the good-humored semiconscious, he drags a medal out of his pocket and flicks it over to her. "Well done," he murmurs, and closes his eyes.
He can hand out candy... maybe in a few minutes.
Log created by Alma, and last modified on 02:44:24 11/01/2005.