Description: An official fight, an unofficial rematch. Kim faces off against Mature in Egypt, and Kaphwan proves that his Tae Kwon Do justice is indeed mightier than Mature's grace and skill. (Winner: Kim)
There's a small crowd gathered in the dry heat, all eyes focused on the large area set aside for the League Fight--this much is obvious by the banner that stretches across the 'arena.' Camera crews stand by, as well as the announcer--he's dressed like a Pharaoh, his crew like peons. Why? The fight is in Egypt!
"WELCOME, EVERYBODY!" the man shouts into the microphone, a bit too enthused about the fight waiting in the wings. A finger points out to the camera in front of him, the man cheerfully addressing his audience. "Today's amazing League battle puts us here in the heart of civilization's birth! Home of the mysterious Great Pyramid and the legendary Cleopatra and King Tutankhamen!" The small gathered audience cheers.
"Today we will bear witness to another amazing spectacle--two fighters will battle it out here--" A hand graciously sweeps to the open area set aside for the fighters. "- -in the heat and sands. Two have come, but only ONE--!" A solitary finger points enthusiastically at the camera. "--may leave a winner!
"In THIS corner--" He jerks his hand again, pointing to a well-dressed blonde fixing her makeup. "We have the graceful-but-deadly beauty who has begun making quite a name for herself in the League--MATURE!" The audience cheers, but Mature seems far more interested in fixing her blonde hair nice and neat.
"AND IN THIS CORNER--!" A hand points to where Kim is meant to be standing...
"AND IN THIS CORNER--!"
Kim is not there.
"Abuh...?"
There is silence for a few, long moments. Kim Kaphwan, hero of Korea, no where to be found?! Perhaps his last match with Mature has scared him out of coming here today?! No, it couldn't be. Not Kim of all people. But where is he...? He's here, of course. One can hear his approach if they press their ear to the ground.
The stampede of the Defender of Justice's powerful feet!! And THEN?!
"HUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!"
Through the sky comes LEAPING the mighty Kim Kaphwan, defending on the ground with the SLAM of feet against sand, upchurning a thin veil of orange-brown. And as it clears, Kim is there, grinning widely, ready to /fight/. Hands at the ready, eyes narrowed.
"Err... Kim Kaphwan, Tae Kwon Do master!!"
"Let's do our best!"
He wouldn't miss this match for the world! And so, they--
"BEGIN!"
COMBATSYS: Kim has started a fight here.
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Kim 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Mature has joined the fight here.
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Kim 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Mature
With a soft 'click' the woman's compact closes, right as the obnoxious Tae Kwon Do master makes his unnecessarily annoying introduction. Blue eyes slowly but surely sweep up, gazing with minimal interest at the man before her.
Him again. Mature's smirk grows a little.
"Well, I see you're back for more. Up for another embarrassing defeat?" she asks, looking mildly amused. Long fingers take her half-skirt in hand and pull it out, a graceful bow offered to her opponent.
'Let's do our best!' he says. Mature smirks again, a little wider than before. "I hope you perform better than last time, darling. You left me most disappointed with your performance."
Moments later the announcer screams into his microphone, encouraging the duo to engage in combat. Mature? She just stands her ground.
"Let's see if I can defeat you as quickly as I did your little student, Kaphwan." She gestures toward herself, encouraging the man to make the first move, should he dare.
COMBATSYS: Mature focuses on her next action.
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Kim 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Mature
Disappointed? Let Mature say what she likes! Kim knows the match was closer than even she would have liked to admit. This is not a match to regain lost honor, though; Kim has lost none. This is just a rematch... in order to grow stronger still. And to participate in what he's sure will be an exhilerating fight!
"I just hope you hit a bit harder, miss!" His grin is as unchanging as ever, even as he offers a thumbs up, and a glint of teeth. Perform better? Well.
Let's see if he can!
Since Mature doesn't seem to be willing or daring enough to make the first move, it seems it's up to Kim to do it yet again. He doesn't mind, of course, and she doesn't even finish talking before he springs forward, through the air. The fight's started, after all! "OOOORYA!" Feet fly downward in a series of mighty bicycle kicks, intent on planting Mature right into the ground if she isn't lucky, or fast enough. Let the fight begin!
COMBATSYS: Kim successfully hits Mature with Hishou Kyaku.
- Power hit! -
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Kim 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Mature
It's just one of many annoyances--really. Mature doesn't WANT to participate in these League Fights, but she honestly had no say in the matter. Still, she does as she's asked without question.
Hit harder? "Oh, but that would be a waste of effort," she idly remarks, tossing a hand about as she puts her compact away in her...well, cleavage. Shifting her feet a bit, the blonde just watches and waits. "Less talk, more show, you fool."
Show he does--he comes down like the wrath of God, but the woman looks ready, smirking lightly. Only, he's clearly stronger than he looks. Her defenses broken, the kicks land quite solidly, sending the blonde secretary crashing back and ultimately into the sand below. A grunt is issued before she rises to her feet, looking as calm as ever.
"Good," she says. Her turn.
Lifting her arms overhead, Mature brings them down swiftly, long nails cutting through the air, sending a wide arc of chi-laced winds tearing after the Defender of Justice. "Don't get too confident!"
COMBATSYS: Kim overcomes Ebony Tears from Mature with Large Thrown Object.
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Kim 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Mature
Confident? Kim may be confident... but there's a difference between confidence and arrogance. Kim is confident, not stupid.
Mature is arrogant.
It's something that she apparantly needs to have proved to her. Which is what Kim is all too happy to do. The rapid series of kicks finished, Kim leaps off of Mature and lands on the ground below, on his feet and ready to fight again. And it seems that Mature is ready to launch a counter-assault too, from the looks of it!
Eyes snap wide for a brief moment as the assault comes at him, chi-laced winds roaring towards him. He has no projectiles of his own, but...
That doesn't mean he can improvise.
One solid kick sends a slab of hardened earth nearby him in the air. Deeper and larger than it looked, some of it embedded in the hot sands, it comes out large and imposing before Kim sends another kick -- one that launches it into Mature's assault, and THROUGH it, dispersing the winds and chi she sent flying at him like nothing and sending the large hulk of rock flying at her faster than before.
COMBATSYS: Kim successfully hits Mature with Large Thrown Object.
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Kim 0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0 Mature
Well, it seems that the 'arrogant' blonde's attack is introduced to the hard earth rather than the man's flesh, causing the woman to squint mildly in annoyance. How DARE he insult her in such a manner? Her footing shifts, stirring the earth beneath her heels up a touch. She sees it coming--
--but she just doesn't seem fast enough to DODGE it.
The earth smacks right into Mature, forcing the air out of her lungs. She's thrown back again, skidding across the sand once more. This isn't meant to happen, now is it?
Scoffing softly to herself, the blonde rises slowly, letting her hand idly dust her garments off, hands idly rising up to fix her hair and put it back into its nice, fancy bun. That taken care of, the woman grins lightly.
She doesn't SAY anything, which is probably hint enough she's mildly pissed off. Instead her heels carry her into the man before she suddenly drops, a hand planting solidly against earth as her long legs continue forward. The momentum carries her heels right for his sternum.
COMBATSYS: Kim dodges Mature's Heavy Kick.
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Kim 0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0 Mature
The motion is slow. She's been dazed by his assault, he can tell. And that's why he can see her attack coming from a mile away. There's no arrogance, or mocking as he acts. He simply /does/ it, calmly and serenely, even as that heel comes for his sternum...
... and finds nothing but air.
Backwheeling and moving to the side, Kim deftly gets out of the way of Mature's assault as it comes flying in. His eyes narrow vaguely. That probably would have hurt, so she's more than likely a little bit angry. It might phase her a bit, but... he's not going to let overconfidence get the best of him. Instead, he simply lashes out at /her/, with a kick of his own.
This one is lighter than hers, faster than hers, and aimed right for her lower back, foot snapping up to impact roughly against her.
COMBATSYS: Mature blocks Kim's Light Kick.
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Kim 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Mature
His lack of arrogance or reproach is enough to make the woman smirk lightly, her expression sardonic, despite the bad start she's had so far. Again she moves, lacking the harshness of her words as she seeks to close in and slam her foot right into his sternum. Yet the moment her foot swings, she finds no body, no flesh. Only empty space. Her brow ticks lightly.
She lets her feet swing back and down, planting her heels into the ground and swiftly rising to her feet--just in time to pivot around on her heel and lower an arm, blocking his swift kick at her back. His foot shrugged aside, the woman lifts a finger, wagging it back and forth. Tsk tsk, she'd say, were she more inclined to actually TALK to him.
Her hand swiftly tears through the air thereafter, intent on slicing up his midsection with her nails.
COMBATSYS: Mature successfully hits Kim with Metal Massacre.
- Power hit! -
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Kim 0/-------/-======|=====--\-------\0 Mature
She may be an evil, vile, shallow existance, but Kim Kaphwan is not! His expression remains calm, light-hearted, but incredibly resolute, even as her assault strikes at him yet again. He moves to block, but alas -- she's a bit too quick for him, and the assault slams right through his defenses with relative ease. The claws strike deep and fast, sending Kim spiralling back as his gi soaks up with blood. Mmmph! He remembers that particular assault. Nasty...
But it won't keep him down for long! Frowning, he rushes forward again. He intends to cross the distance between them as sudden as possible, to grasp the woman by leg and shoulder. And, if successful? Well, she's going to get an introduction to the side of another one of those rock fixtures in the desert, free of charge and back-first.
COMBATSYS: Kim successfully hits Mature with Sakkyaku Nage.
Glancing Blow
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Kim 0/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Mature
The nice swipe that follows that 'tut tut' she gives him breaks through the defense he tries to erect in time to absorb those harsh nails. Burying into flesh her nails swipe through cloth and skin, a nice splatter of blood landing on the sand between them. He's sent flying back, while Mature remains committed to standing on her two feet. Her smirk is small, but present nonetheless.
Out of habit she flicks her wrist, letting the blood coating her fingertips shake free. But just as eyes lift they see the Tae Kwon Do master charging in. Her feet slip a touch, daring to give out beneath her--and give him a chance to grab hold. She's sent flying, but her body rotates enough to let her feet catch the brunt of the blow. She issues a hearty 'oof' and falls, but lands on her feet again.
She really REALLY dislikes this guy.
Rising to her feet, Mature curls her fingers, letting the knuckles pop. Eyes are intense as they focus on Kim--she wants to see him buried in the sand he's had the audacity to throw her in and throw AT her. Lips twitch, the corners tugging, daring to sneer. A cough breaks that, and signals her attack.
Rushing for the man, Mature's fingers reach out for the belt tied around his waist, intent on grabbing him and sending him skidding along the nice, warm Egyptian sand.
COMBATSYS: Kim blocks Mature's Quick Throw.
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Kim 1/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Mature
She's good! Just as good as before! Despite successfully getting her into the throw, Kim can see that it's done a bit less to her than he'd like. Not that it matters -- it just means that he has to keep pressing on, right? Right! So that, when she comes charging at him again, his eyes are narrowed and at the ready. That smirk is gone, he sees. And when he sees the sneer... he frowns.
And his arm juts forward in a /thumbs down/!
"Enjoy the fight!!"
And then she comes charging at him again. Arms and hands hit his wrists and little more, only sending a little soreness through them both as her attempt to throw him fails. It sends him leaping back to gain more distance, but he's not there for long. No, no. When his feet hit the ground -- Kim is off his feet once more.
This assault brings an elbow through the air, towards Mature's sternum. If it connects, it should not her off balance enough to set her up for the jumping kick that Kim performs -- right underneath her jaw.
COMBATSYS: Kim successfully hits Mature with Strong Punch.
- Power hit! -
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Kim 1/------=/=======|=======\-------\1 Mature
'Enjoy the fight?' ENJOY the fight? Why? The woman is positively irritated by the obnoxious Korean. She has every reason to want to rub his face into the sand and bury a heel against the small of his back. She wants him to suffer--a lot. Thus her scornful grin widens a touch as she rushes him and reaches for his belt.
Her attempt is blocked, his arms quick to intercept and throw her off, sending her feet stumbling back as he himself puts distance between them. Shaking her head idly, the woman looks back just in time to see him coming right FOR her. Again she attempts to move out of harm's way, but her feet fail her and his knee comes crashing right into her face.
Thrown back, the woman lands, slowly but surely rising to her feet thereafter. Though she may be flustered, her frighteningly calm expression does not falter. Her eyes, however, are on fire. She. Is. Pissed.
But she doesn't act; instead the blonde stands her ground, a hand pressed firm against her jaw as she stands him down. She clearly has to rethink her tactics.
COMBATSYS: Mature takes a breather.
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Kim 1/------=/=======|=======\-------\1 Mature
She can't enjoy this, can she? She's not... a real fighter. Her injustice, that dark, dank mind of hers, keeps her from truly enjoying this. And that's why, when Kim lands, he doesn't look at her with a look of hatred, or amusement, or boredom. No, no. When Kim looks at her, those brown eyes --
Are full of pity.
Feet spread across the ground as she seems to be taking a moment to catch her breath. This is a fight however. This is not a friendly spar, or a duel. This a competition of strengths, and for her, he won't show any mercy. Not out of hatred, simply because this is how a fight is supposed to /be/.
"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!"
And with that deafening battle-cry, Kim leaps across the distance between them again. This time, however, he intends to deliver two vicious roundhouse kicks to the woman's sides, once, and then again, before flipping upwards into the air -- and slamming his feet into her in a brutal axe-kick.
COMBATSYS: Mature blocks Kim's Sanren Geki EX.
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Kim 1/------=/=======|=======\=------\1 Mature
When he looks at her, the expression of pity in his brown eyes is only met with a hatred that burns harder than any fires of Hell ever could. Baby blues are hard and relentless, full of spite for the man. How dare he humiliate her in such a fashion, in front of so many people. This is why she wished to avoid these fights. Her ego is far too precious to ruin in the face of public. She does not want to lose.
However, she does not act. Instead she catches her breath, attempting to rethink her tactics at hand. Her lips pull into a scowl, her expression mildly irritated before she stands upright and smiles--just in time to block those brutal kicks aimed for her. Arms remains sturdy and unmoving as he comes down. With the distance so close she has plenty of time to take advantage of it--thus she ascends into the air, spinning all the while and cutting at him with those infamous talons of hers.
COMBATSYS: Kim endures Mature's Sacrilege.
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Kim 1/---====/=======|=======\===----\1 Mature
So close. It'd be hard to avoid, or to block, so Kim does the only thing he can think of. He stands solid, and takes it like a man. Those claws dig into the South Korea's hero as she ascends, and while Kim flies into the air with her -- he only lets out a mild grunt of pain. No, the determination on his face is much, much more present than the pain. Determination that you cannot simply train to have. Determination... of a man of JUSTICE!!
It's as soon as he lands, that he leaps up again. His intent is to assault Mature as she's still in mid-air, with a fast-flying jumping kick that roars across the space between them in a matter of seconds, seeking to kick her right in the chest. And from there, well? Everything depends on that one kick.
COMBATSYS: Kim successfully hits Mature with Hou'ou Kyaku.
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Kim 0/-------/------=|=======\=====--\1 Mature
She's felt this before, but it comes just as wicked as it had been the last time. A series of kicks that assault the woman in a rapid-fire motion, intent on driving her STRAIGHT towards the ground with ever single one that launches off successfully. Even as the kicks pound in a series innumerable and fierce, Kim prepares for the finale. One powerful, and fast back-flip kick that springboards him RIGHT off the woman and into the air, to send her crashing into the ground before with unrelenting fury.
Nails bite, rip and tear, cutting flesh with delightful splashes of red marking the upward ascent she takes him on. For all his determination, the woman seems not to care--instead she takes him with her and disposes of him, letting him do as he pleases once she's thoroughly slashed him. She spins her body thereafter, intent on maneuvering herself for a landing, only--
--he assaults her RIGHT at the most inopportune time.
Struck, she offers little more than a muted 'grk' of sorts, kicked repeatedly and quite painfully before sent crashing into the ground. Landing on her back, the woman exhales loudly, eyes wide before she lightly grimaces. That...hurt.
Slow is her rise, but eventually Mature finds her feet once more. Eyes alive, she rushes him with an arm extended. Should she make contact, she'll gladly show him what it's like to hit that sand. Hard.
COMBATSYS: Kim endures Mature's Heaven's Gates!
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Kim 0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0 Mature
Claws dig into his face, grabbing the man quite viciously as she moves forward with considerable speed. He's dragged along a ways before his head is slammed fiercely into the sand and hard rock beneath. It's strength powered by her Orochi heritage, made painfully obvious as the woman's hand shoves him further into the sand, a wide, vicious smirk chisels its way sharply across her otherwise calm features. When he's pushed further the ground beneath him erupts, a wide pillar of violet chi bursting into life beneath him and consuming him in its violent plume. Mature, however, releases his face and leaps back gracefully, despite the beating she's been given and collects her breath.
And again. The same thing that happened before. He feels a sort of resistance to his kicks that he felt before, and he only narrows his eyes in a deeper sense of determination as he lands on the ground. And there she comes, rushing at him again like she had done before. His legs brace. He does not move. Like a broken record, this scene plays itself over once more... only this time, Kim will OUTLAST it.
Her hand plows into his face readily. He doesn't move. He accepts the full brunt of the attack, even as she strikes him into the ground with an explosion of burning, painful chi. It hurts, certainly. It hurts, a LOT, but it won't stop Kim. Not today. Before, it defeated him. This time? This time... he's prepared. So when she strikes at him with the assault, and then leaps back --
There's a kick flying free to meet her face, hard.
If it connects, it's followed by another series of rapid-fire bicycle kicks. Only this time -- it rises UPWARD instead of down, to knock the woman further, and further, and further into the air until the final one kicks her high up, to let her land on the ground below.
And Kim is soon to follow in the descent, landing in a crouch and a deep exhale.
COMBATSYS: Kim successfully hits Mature with Hishou Kyaku EX.
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Kim 0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0 Mature
Her motion is graceful, for all the wounds she's managed to acquire during this fight. Landing softly, she looks up just in time to see the man coming for her, right for the face. Ready, her arms rise.
Only, her defenses are considerably weakened. His powerful kicks break right on through, slamming the woman with a brutal, unrelenting force that takes her up into the air with each successive strike. Up, up and up...until he smacks right into her with the final kick, sending her slamming into the sand. A cloud and a meaty thud are all that arise from Mature's end.
Does he land? Well, the moment he makes contact the woman is running right for him, eyes wide and bloodthirsty as she tears through the haze of sand, one hand held low. She kneels upon closing in before slashing her hand and nails upward, intent on leaving one last, remaining mark across the Tae Kwon Do master before she staggers back, coughs and just crumbles to the ground beneath her.
COMBATSYS: Mature can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Kim blocks Mature's Death Row.
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She is fast, Kim will give her that. But she's been defeated. The amount of damage she's taken has severely decreased her speed, and so even what would be a fast rush is sluggish, uncoordinated in the eyes of a master. But even then, it can be deadly, so he doesn't get out of the way.
Instead, arms snap up to guard his body from her attack, defending it with iron muscles that only incur small red welts along the length of them. She's done, and he still stands. Breathing hard, to be sure -- but he still stands. His ancestors avenged, but...
... Before Mature can fall to the ground, he catches her. Gently, he seeks to set her on one of the nearby rocks, so that she can rest comfortably. She may be merciless and evil. That does not mean he has to be.
"AND THE WINNER! KIIIIIIM KAPHWAN!!"
His attention turns to the crowd, and with a grin that shines as brightly as the sun, he jerks a hand forward in the mighty THUMBS UP.
"FOR JUUUUUSTIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICE!!!"
COMBATSYS: Kim has ended the fight here.
Log created by Mature, and last modified on 13:18:20 12/21/2005.