Description: That's one tight fight. Keep the suspence till the end... Oh yeah. But I'll spoil it all for you, it ends in a DKO. (Draw Match)
Something special is going on here in Justice High today! Various cameras have been set around and it's not too hard for any who actually follows the various tournament to know what this is all about. Why did they allow all of this to happen here? Well Justice High encourages excellence, and since one of their student is fighting in this particular fight, against another student from another school, they figured it would be a good way to encourage their own student and actually give a show to everyone of what Justice High is capable of making, fighter-wise! And that they're full of talents.
Mimiru's no stranger to this place, but it's the first time she actually has the chance to wander about freely without having to be afraid to get caught or anything. Right now she's been allowed in with her canine, Max, and they're waiting in the hall where everything's actually getting set up for this fight. Mimiru smiles and she ruffles her dog's hair, offering him a doggie treat while she waits for her opponent to arrive.
Justice High seemed to be just chock-loaded with tests and trials, the sort of rigors meant to keep their charges physically on their feet and mentally sharp. For a youth who survived the comparatively fatal Shank Squad indoctrinations, they were nothing out of the ordinary...and let the young soldier know just how competitive the school really was. Unlike places like Taiyo, the tests seemed to rarely take the form of a pen and paper exam.
Take today, for example.
While this fight was undeniably geared towards a Justice versus Taiyo kind of event, there was considerably more on the line than that. For instance, the locale provided an interesting dilemna: Fight normally and risk damaging the school grounds, or compromise himself with tactics he usually didn't use.
Nassir's answer would be known quickly enough--he certainly appeared ready for bear, though. The 'Winter' uniform served him well, tailored appropriately to allow him to carry his equipment without compromising the uniform itself. Emerging from a nearby classroom, the Justice Soldier (Man, does that sound weird) cut through the crowds of cameramen and other onlookers, stopping a few feet clear of them.
Not like Nassir will run out of options to avoid damaging Justice High's interior. After all, if the battle just happens to move out of the school's interior, fine for him! But will that be enough to prevent damages to the school property and perhaps other students? Hard to tell! Though everything's ready and in place for a fight right in the middle of the halls.
Blinking a few times, Mimiru straightens herself up a bit as she recognizes Nassir in the Justice High uniform. "Heh... Since -when- are you part of this school?" Mimiru asks, sticking her tongue out a little as Nassir finally enters their little private inner circle where there battle should happen.
Mimiru folds her arms in front of her chest and she hums softly, narrowing her eyes. She tilts her head to one side and studies Nassir for a long time before she gives him a shrug, "Oh well..." She says. "Been a while since I fought you... Though I think I owe you one for the medal fights..." Mimiru says, lips curling into a wide grin, "And I'll make sure not to get cut by those knives of yours." Mimiru says with a snort.
COMBATSYS: Nassir has started a fight here.
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Nassir 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Mimiru has joined the fight here.
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Mimiru 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Nassir
"Is it at all surprising?" While Nassir's use of the omnilanguage which Southtown calls theirs has improved by leaps and bounds, his distinct accent still carries through. "Before I even knew of this school, I fought for justice. Now, I am simply surrounded by those who share that idea, and carry it within their hearts. It is...a comfort."
With that said, Nassir's eyes veer off to the official timekeeper, hands raising in preparation. Face loosening into a neutral, stoic expression, nothing else is said until the timekeeper rings the bell thrice, signaling the beginning of the official fight.
As might've been expected, Nassir doesn't stand around for long afterwards. Twirling his body into a corkscrew jump, the arabian youth nearly hits the ceiling as the jump carries him towards his opponent. The slightest of 'clink' noises rings through the air as metal clicks against metal before Nassir can pry one of his baseball sized grenades off of the bandolier. Thrown with the hopes of landing it on the ground by Mimiru's feet, what results is not an incindiary explosion but a brilliant flash of light, followed by a deafening roar of thunder.
COMBATSYS: Mimiru dodges Nassir's Scorch the Earth.
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Mimiru 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Nassir
Mimiru blinks a few times and she tilts her head to one side. She frowns a little and says, "Well you could have gone anywhere but there." Mimiru admits, folding her arms in front of her chest, "I mean, this is Justice High, this isn't a small fry you know..." She blinks a few times and grunts a bit, "Ah, yeah, right... Guess so. Well anyway..." Mimiru says, shrugging it off for now, "Didn't come to argue with you on why you joined here, but we got a fight to do!"
Mimiru's lips curl into a wide grin and she settles herself into a defensive posture, awaiting for Nassir to charge at her. Mimiru's eyes widen a bit as Nassir actually takes off one of those grenades, "Oh damn! Don't you ever stop to play with those toys?!" Mimiru shouts as she runs away to avoid the blast from the grenade.
The girl turns around one of the corner to avoid the blast, and as soon as things settle down, Mimiru comes out from there, "Alright!" Mimiru shouts, "I'll show you how much better I am now!" Mimiru shouts as she dashes over Nassir, "Take a feel of the SUPER MIMIRU PUNCH!!" She shouts as her fist begins to glow brightly and she swings it over Nassir's midsection
COMBATSYS: Nassir blocks Mimiru's Super Mimiru Punch.
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Mimiru 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Nassir
Meanwhile, Nassir had to take measures to prevent blinding himself--after all, weapons of that nature were not exactly the most discriminate of things: They would just as easily blind him as they would anything else. However, it did fulfil the consideration Nassir had to take into account before the fight--keeping Justice High in one piece. Bringing one arm up to shield his eyes, there was nothing that protected him from the 'Bang' part of the flashbang...or at least, nothing particularly overt.
As Mimiru came rushing in, Nassir was just beginning to lower his arm...preparing himself for a followup, most likely. Hand creeping down to his belt, the youth pulled free a length of black material, likely a hard plastic of some sort. With a flick of the wrist, it extended from about five inches to a foot and a half. With another flick, it's put up to intercept the oncoming bit of nastiness, deflecting the attack as best he could with the collapsible baton. A bit of the energy leaked through, though it was nothing in comparison to what could've been.
Quick to move on, Nassir's arm reared back, bringing the baton-wielding arm forward in what should've been an overhead strike. Hopping back at the same time, the strike would've ended up coming short if not for the last-moment adjustment: Fingers releasing their grip on the baton, it instead goes flipping through the air for Mimiru's head.
COMBATSYS: Mimiru negates Large Thrown Object from Nassir with Large Thrown Object.
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Mimiru 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Nassir
Lips curling into a wide grin, Mimiru chuckles a bit and she raises her gaze up to Nassir as he hops back, "Ah, so how do you like my new techniques? The Super Mimiru Punch! It's my own personal, pretty fast, huh? Well you're pretty good, it's not everyone who can actually react in time to that attack, it'll keep you on your toes." Mimiru says.
However, from her past experience with Nassir, she is well aware of the way Nassir fights -- just like a chicken, away and throwing things. And since he seems about to do just that, Mimiru tries to find the best way to actually counter with running straight into the attack. The girl blinks a few times and she growls, staggering back a bit and putting her hands on one of the camera stand, "Excuse me!" She says as she takes it just in time and throws it off right in the path of the baton, both objects hitting each other and stopping right in their ways.
"Bah, all those things, 'least you aren't using guns, now that would be cheap..."
Nassir didn't have much to say about how cheap his style came across as--it worked, and usually it worked rather well. It was perhaps due to the fact that he was busy maneuvering away from Mimiru: landing on his back, Nassir rolled backwards into a crouch some three or four yards away. Elusive. That was his game.
Remaining in that crouch, Nassir didn't offer up any additional thrown objects--indeed, there was little done at all beyond pointing a thin finger at Mimiru's feet.
"Watch out."
COMBATSYS: Nassir focuses on his next action.
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Mimiru 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Nassir
"Alright! Well if you play it that way, so will I!" Mimiru says as she strikes a pose and lifts a finger up and she points it over to Nassir, "Come on Max! Time for a super team up attack! Show that guy what we're made off!" Mimiru shouts
The girl doesn't even move from her spot and Max, her canine, actually barks a few times and totally leaps out off the crowd, dashing off toward Nassir with a few menacing snarls as he leaps off in his direction and attempts to claw-rake-tackle him.
COMBATSYS: Nassir dodges Mimiru's Max Interference.
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Mimiru 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Nassir
From his low crouch, Nassir's eyes briefly flit over towards the source of the barking--he knew exactly what was coming for him, having been the unwitting victim of said attack before. Hands sprawling out to each side, they briefly brushed against the ground before Nassir rather audibly made a 'tch' noise, sucking his teeth.
"Expected."
Going into a high leap, Nassir managed to vault over Mimiru's canine assistant entirely...and in the process nearly met with the low hallway ceiling. Landing just before colliding with Mimiru, Nassir's hand thrust downwards at the ground she stood on, a shadowy blue orb emerging in it's wake. Bouncing off of the ground, it bore an amazing resemblance to Nassir's grenades...and unlike the flash-bang, this one is as incindiary as a chi-construct could be.
COMBATSYS: Mimiru blocks Nassir's True Believer.
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Mimiru 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Nassir
The canine merely barks a few times after Nassir as he leaps up in the air and Mimiru bites her lips and she glances up at him, awaiting for him, "Bah! At least using my dog isn't the same as using deadly weapons like those, but nonethless, I've beaten you once, I'll do it twice!" Mimiru says.
Once Nassir lands, Mimiru's lips curl into a wide grin, ready to strike him once he's down. However, just as she approaches him, she notices his little chi trick and, lack of having any time to move away, Mimiru closes her eyes and she lifts her arms up to shield herself from the incoming incindiary blast. It's enough to force her to stagger back some to avoid taking too much damage, but it's still enough to leave Mimiru panting.
With a grunt, Mimiru sticks her tongue out a little and she dashes over Nassir, "Yaaaah!" She shouts as she swings her fist right for Nassir's face.
COMBATSYS: Mimiru successfully hits Nassir with Quick Punch.
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Mimiru 0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0 Nassir
-KRAK!-
COMBATSYS: Nassir successfully hits Mimiru with Quick Punch.
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Mimiru 0/-------/----===|===----\-------\0 Nassir
Mimiru pants softly, still recovering from that earlier blast. She straightens herself up and she grins at Nassir as he gets slammed into the timekeeper's table, "Heh... Not too tough, are we? Guess you look all buff and stuff but you're not all that..."
And Mimiru doesn't really have the time to finish that sentence though as Nassir's quick to get back on his fist and counters and despite Mimiru's best effort she fails to see that hook coming right at her and it literally stops her right in her speech. Mimiru growls a bit and she staggers back a little. She does, however, attempts to grapple Nassir's extended arm and twists it about and forces Nassir into an arm-lock.
COMBATSYS: Nassir fails to interrupt Quick Throw from Mimiru with Horrors of War.
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Mimiru 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Nassir
While being able to silence Mimiru outright did seem to have some kind of positive effect for the young soldier, Nassir had no real interest in stopping at that. After all, stunning her just meant it might take a moment for a second strike...he needed to go for the kill. Chi energy began to swell into his hand, casting afterimages as it moved to grasp at one of the knives on his bandolier. His other hand--the one that did the punching--began to pull back in turn, though it was ultimately just a little too slow when it came to evading Mimiru's grasp. Twisted around in an armlock, Nassir's eyes widened with pain and surprise...and the chi in his offhand simply evaporated into nothingness.
"Bad, bad boy." Mimiru says with a soft chuckle as her arm-lock prevents Nassir from building up his chi energy enough. Her lips curl into a wide grin and Mimiru says, "So, you don't seem to talkative, what's the matter? Hope you don't hate me or something... We didn't leave on bad terms, did we? Oh yeah, even if you actually blasted my room, I've forgiven you for all of this and all. Oh yeah! And thanks for actually repairing my room and all, I never got to thank you for all the stuff you did!"
Mimiru holds on her little submission, keeping Nassir in leash for the time being with her armlock but finally, she decides to opt for something new! She actually turns around and tries to give him a powerful kick in his back to slam him against the wall.
COMBATSYS: Nassir dodges Mimiru's Light Kick.
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Mimiru 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Nassir
Held as he was, there were precious few options available to the young arabian. Generally unfamiliar with the 'soft' arts such as Jiujitsu, Akido, and Judo, all he could do was struggle against the armlock and keep himself from panicking outright. Lucky for him, then, that Mimiru goes for something different. As she twists one way, Nassir pulled his arm around in the other, wrenching himself free in the process. With that done, it wasn't exactly difficult to sidestep out of the way and let Mimiru deal with the prospect of hitting the wall.
Backpedalling further, Nassir stopped once he was back at a comfortable distance. "Talkative? No. I rarely speak for the sake of speaking. I am not in love with the sound of my voice. However, your words are noted and appreciated."
COMBATSYS: Nassir takes a breather.
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Mimiru 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Nassir
Mimiru snorts as Nassir slips out of her grasp and she glances over in his direction. The girl narrows her eyes but she still keeps that cocky smile on her lips, "Ah, well! You should speak more often, you have a lovely voice and all! Well, sort of... But! I guess you're more the professional type, aren't you?" Mimiru says.
Unfortunately, the girl doesn't allow Nassir much time to take his breath as she dashes straight for him and attempts to get a hold of Nassir's clothing. If she suceeds, she'll make herself fall backward and in the process she'll drag Nassir along with her. Though just before actually falling she'll spin around and force Nassir to lose his balance and stumble right over Mimiru's arched self and slam him down to the ground.
COMBATSYS: Nassir dodges Mimiru's Strong Throw.
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Mimiru 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Nassir
But alas, the grip is never established--Nassir just hops off to the side, letting Mimiru surge past him in a desperate attempt. Even at rest, he's still -ridiculously- fast...nevermind when he's all good and worked up and alert.
"Again, thank you. I am not sure if you hold another...motive in flattering me, though."
Smoothing his hands out over his uniform, Nassir effortlessly slides over towards the spot where his baton and the camera rig collided, bending low and retrieving his lost good. "Perhaps we should speak on it later."
COMBATSYS: Nassir takes a breather.
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Mimiru 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Nassir
Slippery, slippery it would seem. Mimiru growls a bit and she glances over in Nassir's direction. She cracks her knuckles and her lips curl into a tight smirk, "Alright then, if that's what you want, I'll just kick your ass and we'll be done with it!" Mimiru says.
With a snort, Mimiru turns around on her heels and she tries to deliver Nassir a powerful round kick aimed for his guts, "Take that!" She says, channelling all of her anger due to the fact she's been failing to touch him.
COMBATSYS: Nassir blocks Mimiru's Heavy Kick.
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Mimiru 0/-------/---====|=====--\-------\0 Nassir
...That isn't -technically- true. She's touched him, she's touched him plenty. However, they've been more or less just when he wanted to be touched. Like...now, for instance. Rather than skip out of the way -yet again-, Nassir braces himself, waiting for the inevitable blow to sweep across his midsection. Arm and Baton used as cushion against it, the soldier boy goes sliding a foot or two under the impact...but does little else.
"Angry? Or Frustrated?"
Already by the camera rig which claimed his baton before, it's not much of an effort for the youth to kick the stand at her--a large object that just sort of floats through the air before gravity reclaims it. Wheather or not it'll actually strike Mimiru is still up to the fates, of course.
COMBATSYS: Nassir successfully hits Mimiru with Large Thrown Object.
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Mimiru 0/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0 Nassir
The girl swirls on her feet and she lets out a snort from her throat, eyes narrowing almost into a glare, "No! I'm not, why are you saying this, huh!?" Mimiru snarls and she charges right back on Nassir, unleashing her own little war cry as she does so but unfortunately, she never really gets to Nassir, seeing how she gets hit by his baton way before hand.
The girl staggers back a few pace, one hand going up to her forehead and holding it for some time, dazed by the attack. She bites her lips a bit and tries to make the pain go away. She points a finger off over to Nassir and she says, "Come on Max, attack!" She orders.
And the large dog, who's always lurking about, barks a few times to answer his mistress distress call and he leaps into action to distract Nassir, hopefully, by attacking him with his fangs and claws.
COMBATSYS: Nassir dodges Mimiru's Max Rush.
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Mimiru 0/-------/-======|=====--\-------\0 Nassir
PROTIP: MIMIRU CAN BE A DIFFICULT BOSS TO DEFEAT DUE TO HER UNORTHODOX ATTACKS. JUMP HIGH WHEN MAX BARKS TO AVOID HIS ATTACKS, THEN ATTACK MIMIRU'S WEAK SPOT.
Alright, so maybe it doesn't boil down to something that easy. However, the barking is more than enough warning when accompanied by Mimiru's verbal commands. Going into another high jump, Nassir easily vaults over the charging canine...bringing himself oncemore within striking distance of the team member he's most concerned about.
"Boom."
Another click, as the pin on the grenade slides out of it's place and clatters against the ground. Tossing it up into the air almost straight up, Nassir goes into a backwards roll right before the Flash/Bang detonates.
COMBATSYS: Mimiru dodges Nassir's Scorch the Earth.
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Mimiru 0/-------/-======|=====--\-------\0 Nassir
Recovering from that smack she just got on her forehead, Mimiru shakes her head a little and her eyes immediately fall on that grenade that's falling down. She closes her eyes and moves her arms over her face to shield herself from the blast but it seems that this alone his enough to shrug off most of the time. Except for the loud bang from the explosion but it doesn't seem to affect Mimiru all too much considering she's already pretty dizzy.
Mimiru growls and she glances up to Nassir, "Bah! This is such a cheap trick!" Mimiru says, sticking her tongue out, "Come on Max, stop just barking and trying to be intimidating!" She says. The girl leaps over Nassir to try and intercept him just as he falls by grabbing his clothings and tripping him. Her grasp over Nassir will then only help her hurl him down to the ground only faster.
COMBATSYS: Nassir interrupts O Soto Gari from Mimiru with Horrors of War.
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Mimiru 1/------=/=======|=======\-------\0 Nassir
With Mimiru trying to overwhelm his defensive effort, Nassir was left in something of a compromising position--she was going to be successful at her effort, that much Nassir was certain of before she managed to actually secure her grip on the Justice High uniform. He was going to go for a ride, that much was certain...and as any certainty goes, events occur without much in the way of interference. Landing hard, Nassir bites his upper lip so as to resist the urge to actually vocalize his pain.
Of course, with her being at point blank range, some things became consierably easier. Wheather or not he already had the knife unsheathed is unknown, though it's painstakingly obvious where that knife is now. Burning with chi energy, the knife should've found a home in Mimiru's midsection...though anywhere on her was easy enough thanks to the point blank range.
And this close, Mimiru obviously wasn't expecting such a counter attack. In fact, when the knife pierces through her flesh. Mimiru's eyes widen a little and her whole body stiffens for a moment. The girl growls and she pushes herself away from Nassir, lifting one hand up and pressing it against her wound. The girl grimaces and winces a bit in pain and she just takes a few steps away, glacing up to Nassir and merely glaring at him for a moment.
She holds her wound still and she merely growls a bit, not saying a thing as she tries to pull away from him and recover from that thrown knife.
COMBATSYS: Mimiru takes a breather.
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Mimiru 1/------=/=======|=======\-------\0 Nassir
And this close, Mimiru obviously wasn't expecting such a counter attack. In fact, when the knife pierces through her flesh. Mimiru's eyes widen a little and her whole body stiffens for a moment. The girl growls and she pushes herself away from Nassir, lifting one hand up and pressing it against her wound. The girl grimaces and winces a bit in pain and she just takes a few steps away, glacing up to Nassir and merely glaring at him for a moment.
She holds her wound still and she merely growls a bit, not saying a thing as she tries to pull away from him and recover from that thrown knife.
"Hm."
Rolling back up to his feet, Nassir's lips curled downwards as he took a moment to assess Mimiru's wound. It was enough to slow her down, enough to earn him the opportunity to reclaim an advantage, an opportunity to set the pace of the fight for himself--something appropriately fast, hopefully too fast for Mimiru to keep pace with.
"What did you have to gain from this?"
Not giving Mimiru the opportunity to answer, the Justice Soldier dashed forward with left hand open, loose save for two rigidly held fingers. Thrusting those fingers forward, Nassir sought to stab the wound with those offending fingers, striking at a nerve should his aim happen to be on-point.
COMBATSYS: Mimiru blocks Nassir's Strong Throw.
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Mimiru 1/-----==/=======|=======\-------\0 Nassir
The girl growls and she actually attempts to slide pass him and she attempts to trip him again and use her grip over his arm to quite literally shove Nassir over her and slam her down once he's tripped.
COMBATSYS: Mimiru successfully hits Nassir with O Soto Gari.
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Mimiru 1/----===/=======|=======\=------\1 Nassir
And so, the Justice Soldier is once again on the receiving end of Mimiru's grappleheavy offense, proving her right at least as far as her declaration went. Sent off-balance, Nassir's back slams against the floor, cracking a tile in the process. It hurt--indeed, it hurt to a surprising degree--but Nassir wasn't quite done with things yet.
While this wasn't the position he wanted to be in, it did him some mild favor by allowing him close proximity to the Taiyo student. At absolute least, he could get in a retaliatory shot, maybe knock Mimiru far enough off of him to allow for other offensive options.
COMBATSYS: Mimiru blocks Nassir's Quick Punch.
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Mimiru 1/---====/=======|=======\=------\1 Nassir
While she keeps a hold of Nassir, Mimiru doesn't want to leave herself overtly open for Nassir to hit her on her wound -- and considering the blood stain over her clothes it wasn't too hard to know just where to hit. Fast to react, Mimiru takes a step away and she moves her right arm to hit Nassir's one and block his fist as it comes closer to her midsection and prevent herself this accentuated pain.
The step she took backward might allow Nassir enough of time to get back from his prone position and up to his feet. Mimiru's hands curl into fists and the girl narrows her eyes. Her lips curl into a smile and she glances around for a moment, before she says, "Would be a shame if I were to beat you in your own place," And with that, Mimiru comes back to charge and she swings her fist over to strike Nassir's abdomen.
COMBATSYS: Nassir blocks Mimiru's Quick Punch.
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Mimiru 1/---====/=======|=======\==-----\1 Nassir
With Mimiru stepping away, Nassir earned part of what he wanted--but then he also had to consider Mimiru's words. Was he letting this fight stay a little too close for comfort? While there were only minor damages taken by the surroundings, would that constitute failure in the eyes of peers and teachers?
"..."
Congratulations, Mimiru. You might've just made it into his head.
"Yes. Yes, it would be. Shameful." With that said, Nassir doesn't waste much time in counterattacking--hand going high, for one of his smaller knives. With a deft flick of the wrist, the sliver of metal is sent Mimiru's way at roughly abdomen height.
"I suppose that shame isn't something you need worry over should I end up beating you."
COMBATSYS: Nassir successfully hits Mimiru with Thrown Object.
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Mimiru 1/--=====/=======|=======\==-----\1 Nassir
Mimiru is just about to add another punch, however, before she does, the knife is hurled toward her abdomen and cuts through her flesh again. Mimiru's eyes widen and she coughs a bit, taking a step back and moving her hand over to pull the knife. Eventually she'll really get some sort of fear with those cutting objects considering how much she has been stabbed and cut like this.
Mimiru takes a step back and she shivers a little, feeling the warm fluids on her hands. "... Damn, you know I hate to fight you." Mimiru says, sticking her tongue out. And this time, without even the slightest little hint, Max actually growls and comes right after Nassir and leaps at his back and attempts to tackle-claw him with a few loud barks.
Let's see if the protips will help Nassir again for this one.
COMBATSYS: Nassir interrupts Max Rush from Mimiru with True Believer.
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Mimiru 2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|=======\===----\1 Nassir
Indeed, there wasn't much warning this time, nothing beyond the scraping noise of claw-bearing paws on heavily waxed and shined floor tiling. Perhaps Nassir should've been grateful that the fight took place within the Justice High confines instead of the lawn or another place that could've masked that noise. It was the kind of warning that made the difference.
"Now that you've said it, I should finish this -now-."
Dropping down to one knee, Nassir glanced over to the rushing dog, then to Mimiru. Both hands thrust outwards, palms down and hovering about a foot above the ground. A pair of ethereal blue orbs, similar to the last ones he'd used pushes out of each hand, bouncing on the floor for a moment before exploding--coating the entire hallway in his signature chi energies. With his luck, he'd end up injuring cameramen, innocent bystanders, the timekeeper, the janitor, and anyone else...but at least he'd have both Max and Mimiru within the blast radius.../and/ the hallway itself wouldn't be any worse for the wear.
It could be determined later wheather or not that would be considered failure.
There's not much Mimiru can do against this blast of chi -- perhaps if she were in a better condition she might have found a way out of this one but unfortunately, this is not the case. Being injuried, she looks around for a quick safe for it but she finds none and before she can react accordingly, it's already too late and she's caught up in the blast of chi.
It's no exception for her canine either, who's caught in the explosion due to its proximity with Nassir. A loud whine can be heard coming from him as the blast pushes him away and everyone around seems a little, more or less, caught by the explosion.
Despite all of this though, Mimiru comes out of the blast and she leaps off right on Nassir. Perhaps it comes a bit unexpected, but the girl, despite her injuries, give it her best in the last line to get to Nassir. She shouts out loud as she charges him, her fist glowing brightly with chi as she goes into a series of Super Mimiru Punches right for Nassir's midsection and afterward, she'll attempt to get a hold of him and use her last bit of chi power to throw him off over her right into a wall.
COMBATSYS: Mimiru can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Nassir fails to counter Red Dragon Cascade from Mimiru with Depravity.
COMBATSYS: Nassir can no longer fight.
The chain of explosions coming to a conclusion, Nassir was indeed caught offguard by the high-flying Mimiru: He expected her to stay down, expected her to give up, pack it in, and call it a night. Instead, he's confronted with a barrage of fists and flashes: Each a bit faster than he's capable of deflecting away. Eyes wide, by the time Mimiru gets her hands on him, he already knew that he was done. Slamming into the wall, the light in Nassir's eyes fade out, replaced with a glazed over, dead look. Slumped down, there's no words, no reaction...barely even the rise and fall of his chest to signify that he was indeed still alive.
Ow. Seriously.
Log created by Mimiru, and last modified on 08:32:25 01/28/2006.