Description: The Great Wall has been keeping invaders out of China for years, but it can't keep out the asskickings! (Winner: Iori)
For one reason or another, the weather isn't too bad up here in China. It's a little chilly, but nice enough to walk around in a wind-breaker or something at least. But there's a rukus being caused in China today. Particularly at the Great Wall of China, where Benimaru Nikaido stands, his arms crossed and dressed as one would expect, with his leopard print top and white jeans, and a nice set of earrings.
Todays match would be Iori versus Benimaru. Who even knows how this came to be, but the model was actually rather eager to face off with the red-headed orochi again; so chances are he's just looking to prove something to himself. As he waits for his opponent to show, he's writing down a couple of things in his little black planner. A 'To Do' list of sorts, while he's around.
Hmph. Iori strides along the Wall, paying no heed to the cameramen and tourists walking past as they point and stare at the two fighters. He's here to kick ass, after all, not show off for the crowd.
Earrings. Feh. As he approaches Benimaru, he pulls his leather jacket off, tossing it to the side. Some eager fan catches it, but a quick glare from Iori is enough to ensure the person doesn't just run off from it -- especially since said person jumps about half a foot backward. Garbed in a black silk shirt, and leather pants, he taps his boot at Benimaru's delay. "Whenever you're done writing down that guy's number, Nikaido, I'll be ready."
COMBATSYS: Iori has started a fight here.
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Iori 0/-------/-------|
Benimaru glances up from his book, and then pushes himself off the stone he was leaning against, greeting Iori with a coy smile, ".. Clever," he says, making his way over to the other man, and slips the book in his back pocket, pen in the side, "You have to forgive me, I'm a busy man, Iori.. Lots of things to do, all the time. So for the good of my busy schedule, I'm afraid I'm going to have to make your defeat swift.. Beautiful, but swift nevertheless. So then," he raises his fists close to his chin, leaning back slightly, "Shall we dance?"
COMBATSYS: Benimaru has joined the fight here.
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Benimaru 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Iori
Iori snorts at that -- Benimaru always =did= get on the man's nerves. Clever? "Whatever." Oh look, the bass player rhymed unintentionally and was unaware of it. "Don't rush to the dance floor on my account. You want me to wait while you change into your dress and rhinestone pumps?" Yagami's tone is a bit more level than usual, even with the bare insult there. And really... eh, whatever. "I can wait. Or you can quit looking pretty for your fans and try actually hitting me." Despite his call to action, Yagami doesn't seem have entered a fighting stance or anything, still remaining at his full height, tucking his thumbs into his pockets. "... Your call."
COMBATSYS: Iori takes no action.
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Benimaru 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Iori
Benimaru is getting mixed signals here, for someone who's being so.. Insulting, he's being awfully generous. So basically, it comes down to the model and the orochi standing around all day, or the model takes action before he regrets it. So for now there aren't anymore snarky remarks, aside from, ".. I'm impressed you didn't say 'ladies first'.. Well then," crouching slightly, Benimaru sprints forward, starting things off with a roundhouse kick to Ioris shoulder, followed by a sobat kick to his gut. Finally he leaps into a backflip kick, a slender bolt of lightning snapping up below his oppoenent.
COMBATSYS: Iori blocks Benimaru's Handou Sandan Geri.
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Benimaru 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Iori
He could have. Was considering it. But Iori's been out of it lately, partly from the walk. And partly because he just wants to shut up and fight instead of posture -- something he mentally chides himself for.
Regardless, there's kicks, incoming at 12 o'clock. Not too much of a problem for Iori, who's quick to snap his forearms up, his boots scraping backwards with each of the three successive kicks. He doesn't seem to be terribly ruined in the process -- especially considering he's quick to slam his head forward, trying to catch Benimaru with a fierce headbutt just as the model's regaining his footing. "GURAAAAH!"
COMBATSYS: Benimaru blocks Iori's Strong Punch.
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Benimaru 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Iori
Benimaru doesn't want to get headbutted anytime soon, and thankfully this time around he has control over the matter. Landing on his feet after his flip, his guard raises quickly, arms crossing over his forehead that takes the brunt of the powerful strike, ".. That could have gone poorly," the model quips with a light chuckle, and the model strikes right back, crouching just slightly and then throws his weight upward, throwing a sharp uppercut to Ioris gut, "Hah!"
COMBATSYS: Iori blocks Benimaru's Medium Punch.
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Benimaru 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Iori
"Hmph," notes Iori once more, clearly not interested in adding to Nikaido's color commentary on this fight. Pulling his head back, he flashes the model a brief smirk of recognition, readily sensing the coiled muscles which might indicate an uppercut. His intuition proves correct, and his reflexes answer the call to action, allowing him to pivot sharply to one side, his forearm barring the path of Benimaru's rising fist.
And, as Iori's already pivoted to the side, he sees no point in wasting an opening. He strides forward, advancing on Benimaru from an angle, starting off with one quick cross to the face. Should that land, he'd follow it up, stepping in to deliver an uppercut of his own, then hopping to bring both hands crashing down in an overhead smash at Benimaru's shoulder. "KURAH! KURAH! KURAAAAOH!"
COMBATSYS: Iori successfully hits Benimaru with Aoi Hana.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-
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Benimaru 0/-------/=======|=------\-------\0 Iori
Benimaru would chuckle to Ioris response if he wasn't so busy dealing with Ioris quick movement, the first strike he figured would be simple enough to evade.. Well, the red-head saw an opening all right, the fist catches Benimarus mug pretty damn hard, and the uppercut that follows has him staggering in another direction, wide open for the last blow.
Benimaru smashes onto the rocky flooring, cracking said pavement before he bounces upward again. To say that hurt was a complete understatement, he gets to his feet a bit shakily and holds his cheek, taking a moment to re-think his strategy.. Did Iori always hit that hard?
COMBATSYS: Benimaru focuses on his next action.
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Benimaru 0/-------/=======|=------\-------\0 Iori
Answer: Iori hits like a damn freight train at times. Not =always=, but it seems he'd managed to catch Benimaru right where it hurts the most, multiplying the pain output. Will he continue to hit that hard again? Only time will tell!
Well, with any luck, that time won't be very long at all -- for Iori, sensing an advantage, continues to press onward, not wanting to give the model a chance to recover. "What's wrong, Nikaido? No smartaleck remarks?" Once more, Iori targets the face -- though it's with significantly -faster- punches this time -- a one-two combo!
COMBATSYS: Benimaru interrupts Quick Punch from Iori with Iai Geri.
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Benimaru 1/------=/=======|==-----\-------\0 Iori
Oh, but Benimaru -does- get a chance to recover! Breathing picking up a little, he smirks to Ioris comment, and as soon as Ioris fist touches the models cheek,
Pow!
A knee is driven in the gut of the orochi, which snakes out into a complete kick in Ioris side.. However it's just so fast it looks like the red-head just tripped mid-punch or somethiner.
With a nice fat bruise on his cheek now (light punch my ass,) he smirks to his opponenet, "... I thought you'd get a 'kick' out of that one.."
'Tripping' doesn't usually involve one falling over =sideways= though, which is what happens as a direct result of the knee to Iori's stomach. But... Iori doesn't stay there long though, as he springs back to his feet, hands still kept low from the maneuver.
As for the quip... he asked for that, didn't he? "... that's the spirit," he notes in unimpressed monotone, taking a wary step back as he raises his hands before him. Defensive? Just a tad... but Iori's caution should be considered as much a testament to Benimaru's skill as anything else.
COMBATSYS: Iori focuses on his next action.
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Benimaru 1/------=/=======|==-----\-------\0 Iori
Benimaru purses his lips a bit, baby-blue eyes half-lidding once Iori goes on the defensive, not that Benimaru could blame him; at any moment the model could turn the fight around, right? And that's just what he intends on doing, but he's going to have to do something big. His fists tighten a bit, and then a long, slender bolt of lightning sweeps around his body, which entertwines with two light blue bolts, ".. Mmnn.."
Benimaru crouches, moves forward, and then is just gone, leaving the electrical chi to dance alone. He didn't just vanish though, it's just the model at his fastest, suddenly standing behind Iori and snaps his fingers, a sign for the bolts to snap forward, spear Iori and give him a vicious shock in the process.
COMBATSYS: Iori blocks Benimaru's Denei Spark.
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Benimaru 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Iori
Er. Yeah. Iori so despises it when Benimaru tries to get all tricksy and ninja-like with his moves, and this pretty much takes the cake. He knows =something's= coming, though, from the way the hair on the back of his neck raises up at the electrical charge. And... he does what comes naturally here -- curls his arms around and braces for impact.
It pays off -- for while Benimaru's shocks lance through him, causing a hellacious shock, it really doesn't seem to do all =that= much to the brawny Orochi halfbreed, aside from sending a shudder down his spine.
Nothing like, y'know, making him fall over or anything. "Fancy lightshows never get you anywhere fast, Nikaido." And just to prove his point -- Iori dashes forward, his hand once more rushing for Benimaru's face. The purple flames coming from his hands -- that can't be good. And indeed, if Iori lands, he's gonna grip the model's face tightly, clamping down so that the unholy purple flames can explode in a gout of fire. What's there to worry about, in this day and age of plastic surgery?
COMBATSYS: Benimaru just-defends Iori's Koto Moon Negative!
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Benimaru 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Iori
Everyone already knows that Benimaru is fond of his facial features. And the model starts to wonder if maybe that's why people keep striking there; he does it because he's a shoot-fighter, damnit. After the lightning lances, it circles around the models form and up to his hand, which slaps against Ioris as if they were going for a high-five all along, ".. Oh really," Benimaru replies interestedly, opposite hand drawing back and then thrusts forward, the tight fist exploding with even more electrical chi that he thrusts toward Ioris chest, releasing his catch at the last possible moment...
Raijin Ken!
COMBATSYS: Iori overcomes Raijin Ken from Benimaru with Yami Barai.
- Power hit! -
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Benimaru 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Iori
Hey, who's paying the bills for all this electricity? It sure ain't gonna be Iori, that's for darn sure. Yagami doesn't really appreciate being used as a conductor for these tests of Nikaido's. And he =certainly= doesn't like being hi-fived by the man either. Snarling, "This isn't pattycake, worm!" And just when Iori's reeling his fist back to clock the hell out of Benimaru, even -more- electricity pours out.
Fighting sparks with fire? Hey, whatever works -- Iori's hand opens, and a burst of purple flame sprouts from his palm. Necessity is the mother of invention -- and that'd be why Iori can thrust his palm =through= the crackle of electricity, engulfing it whole and continuing onwards, once more, right towards Benimaru's face. "WHAT'S WRONG!?" he howls, face contorted into a rictus of rage. He just wants to hit Benimaru solidly -- is that so wrong?
COMBATSYS: Benimaru overcomes Yami Barai from Iori with Raikou Ken.
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Benimaru 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 Iori
.. There's electricity in China? ... Er.. Of course there is! Anyway, Benimaru had a back-up plan. Yes, no singing his face please. His left hand tucked away, a light blue orb forms in his palm, electrical chi once more dancing about his slender figure. Left fist drives up as Iori counter-attacks, the orb is sqeezes and an even larger explosion follows, bursts of electrical power going off like fireworks that eats away at that pesky Yagami fire, "Who me?" he asks, blonde locks whipping back from the backlash of wind.
COMBATSYS: Iori endures Benimaru's Raikou Ken.
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Benimaru 0/-------/------=|====---\-------\0 Iori
Bah. Iori doesn't particularly care to see a true resolution to this war of the wills. They could be here all day, after all! The Orochi halfblood plows right through the expanding charge, willfully heedless towards the electricity lancing throughout him. Why would that be? Why, because Iori's fully intending to ram his shoulder right into Benimaru's chest. And should -that- succeed, he'd whirl around to deliver a roundhouse kick to his side with every intention of knocking the willowy model to the ground. "No, the other twig I'm pounding my fists into!"
COMBATSYS: Benimaru blocks Iori's Strong Punch.
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Benimaru 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Iori
And Iori is sort of successful.. Kinda. Benimaru shifts a bit to actually meet Ioris shoulder ram, though he scoots back a little to lessen the brunt of the impact, "Sou sou, I'm impressed that you're still alive after that though, perhaps I should fix that," Benimaru twirls around, and sure enough he's got even -more- electricity for Iori to play with- He just assumes Iori stopped because he had nothing left; perhaps now is his chance, "Raijin Ken!" yet again, as the blue and white chi races toward Ioris chest yet. again. god. dammit.
COMBATSYS: Iori endures Benimaru's Raijin Ken.
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Benimaru 0/-------/---====|=====--\-------\0 Iori
"... Mm," concedes Iori non-committally -- his arrogance won't let him accept such a remark. And really... he knows he can take plenty more of whatever it is Benimaru's dishing out.
When the sparks come close though, Iori... chokes out a laugh, actually. "That's your best?!" he roars over the crackling energy, plowing forward as the fingers of electricity cascade across his chest. All told -- he really couldn't care less about the pain! It doesn't seem to slow the man down much at all, as he's still up to the same kind of attacks as before -- in this case, a slashing diagonal palm strike from his left hand, and a follow-up gut punch from the right, both intended at buffeting Benimaru backwards. "Maggot!"
COMBATSYS: Benimaru dodges Iori's Strong Punch.
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Benimaru 0/-------/---====|=====--\-------\0 Iori
Oh for the love of all that is holy. Benimaru has no idea what's going on here, but when Iori just takes yet another one of his electrical blasts as if it were nothing, he about gives up on that strategy. He's just going to have to work on this tree trunk the old fashioned way, the model sways from side to side, letting each attack just whiff by centimeters, and the very moment the combination looks complete, the model just goes for a quick pop to Ioris nose.
COMBATSYS: Iori fails to interrupt Jab Punch from Benimaru with Oniyaki.
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Benimaru 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Iori
Pop to the nose? Bah, pops mean nothing to the great Iori Yagami! The Orochi halfblood doesn't seem all that concerned about this punch either, callously throwing his weight into the blow. Again, "Mm."
Maybe it had something to do with the purple blazes spouting from both his hands. Or maybe the fact that he was twisting around to clock him with his fists. But whatever the reason, Benimaru pops him in the nose so hard he staggers backward. What the heck?
"... Hmph."
Benimaru, truth be told, really didn't want to know. But he was amused by the idea that Iori thought he'd be able to do something about his quick punches, he hopping lightly on his tip-toes a moment, "Oh don't worry, there's plenty more where that came from," he assures, though when he presses in again, it's a quick kick snapped toward Ioris knee, looking to make the orochi stagger this time.
COMBATSYS: Iori blocks Benimaru's Light Kick.
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Benimaru 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Iori
Plenty more? ... Well, he's not going to stagger backwards =again=, now. "Plenty more, huh..." he murmurs, raising his knee into the kick, shrugging it aside. He really sees no need to spend any more effort than that though... aside from the fact that he uses the motion to step forward, wheeling his arm around to slash a heavy diagonal across Benimaru's shoulder. "Why the hell do you persist in hanging around with Kyo, anyway, Nikaido?"
COMBATSYS: Iori successfully hits Benimaru with Quick Punch.
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Benimaru 0/-------/-======|=====--\-------\0 Iori
Benimaru tsks lightly to himself, perhaps it was asking much for something to connect when it obviously wasn't a combination; perhaps he got a little too cocky during that moment, "Well Iori," his hands snap upward again, but it isn't exactly quick enough to deal with Ioris own strike, a sharp grunt passing his lips upon contact and he leans to the side, holding his shoulder for a moment, "Kyo is the type of person," and he goes all out this time, lashing a standing roundhouse kick toward Ioris own shoulder, and then crouches, following with a foot sweep with his opposite, "You can't get away from, even if you wanted to!"
COMBATSYS: Iori dodges Benimaru's Strong Kick.
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Benimaru 0/-------/-======|=====--\-------\0 Iori
Funny... Iori's been able to avoid Kyo a whole bunch these past few months. Preparing, waiting for the right moment to strike perhaps. Much as he's playing with Benimaru right now, weaving his upper torso out of the way of that roundhouse, and then taking flight as the sweep goes underneath his feet. "Bah. You're the one sticking to him, I'm sure!" He says this in the midst of delivering a brutal dropkick to the model, of course.
COMBATSYS: Iori successfully hits Benimaru with Heavy Kick.
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Benimaru 1/----===/=======|=====--\-------\0 Iori
The sad thing is, Iori's probably right. But Benimaru clearly doesn't see it the same way. He can't, however, really hide the fact that he's on his last legs, and it comes to a point where you just can't delay the inevitable much longer. Another sharp shift isn't enough to fully evade the kick, and he doubles over, his fists unclenching upon impact of the very heavy strike; and a gargled groan follows. He crashes onto his shoulders and rolls back, arm favoring his gut when he finally skids to a stop on his side, hair falling over his face, "... damn," he mutters, twitching a little to try to get back up again, but even he knows there wouldn't be any point in that.
And so after a moment of nothingness, the winner is declared.
COMBATSYS: Benimaru takes no action.
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Iori 0/-------/-======|
COMBATSYS: Benimaru can no longer fight.
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Iori 0/-------/-======|
Landing hard on his side after his sacrificial drop kick, Iori casts his crimson-hued gaze over to Benimaru. Yagami was holding back, surely... but only because he knows of Nikaido's remarkable staying power. Chuckling, he rises back to his feet, holding up his fist as the declaration is given. "Hmph. Better than last time, at least," he notes with an arrogant sneer. "Not that that's saying much."
And with another low chuckle, he turns on his heel, walking back towards the nervous bystander carrying his leather jacket. Extending a hand to the man, he receives his jacket and drapes it across his shoulders, walking back the way he came, completely ignoring the cheering and applause from the scattered Great Wall onlookers. Yagami's got better things to focus his attention upon.
COMBATSYS: Iori takes no action.
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Iori 0/-------/-======|
COMBATSYS: Iori has ended the fight here.
Log created by Benimaru, and last modified on 19:59:28 12/10/2005.