Description: Hotaru Futaba takes on the monk Frei in a fight for all the Kasagis' marbles. (Winner: Hotaru)
You have to hand it to the Master's Foundation. When they do a thing, they do it right. Not more than a scant few hours ago Frei was waiting in Phnom Penh's airport, waiting to catch a leisurely flight out of Cambodia and back into Japan. A few layovers, some time spent watching TV in a sports bar-ish thing on the concourse. Time to finish 'Leaves of Grass', and to think about his fight with Jiro. Probably back in Southtown sometime in the early morning of Friday.
This was not meant to be.
In fact, the monk, in traditional lackadaisacal fashion, had completely forgotten he'd signed up for the league after seeing a poster for it shortly after arriving in Southtown, and thus it was a slightly annoyed representative of the league staff who tracked him down in the airport, curtly informed him he had a league challenge, and handed him tickets on the quickest, most direct flight back to Japan. Let this be a lesson, kids: Big Brother is watching, and his name is Ken Masters.
So where does that leave us? Sound Beach is actually all set up for the challenge, camera crews in place. Hotaru Futaba, Frei's opponent, may even be in effect. Frei is not. However, just in the nick of time a black sedan pulls up and the back door opens, revealing the young monk in all his bishy glory, waving to people left and right, then LEAPING into the cordoned area and striking a dramatic pose. "A FIGHTER! FOR! JUSTICE! has arrived!" Then he grins and gets into a standard Tai Chi stance. "Or something to that effect."
Hotaru is indeed in effect. Full effect, as it may be. Fortunately she's Hotaru Futaba and not Li Xiangfei or that might mean a lot more than it does. Her last league fights have been extraordinary and in extraordinary places--from South America, in a godforsaken jungle where Hotaru wasn't sure she'd be defeated by her opponent before she was defeated by the wildlife--to Athens, Greece, to fight, for the first time, a girl she'd just met days before. Hotaru is glad enough to hear her next fight is at Sound Beach--an easy busride and walk, no planes or jet lag involved. When Frei arrives and does his crazy jumping posing thing, Hotaru just smiles, and on impulse, unbuttons the long coat she was wearing.
But she doesn't shrug it off, oh no; instead, out of almost nowhere, it would seem, a flock of white doves descend on the girl, grasping the coat gently and lifting it off her, to deposit it just outside the sandy 'arena'.
"Minna, arigatou!" she calls happily, turning to wave at the doves; as she slowly spins on one heel to turn back to face Frei, she waves to Itokatsu, also in full effect, the golden ferret pacing nervously, like a parent, or a coach. Fortunately he's more pet than Bobby Knight or Joe Paterno.
Finally, having made it all the way back around to Frei, Hotaru favors the young man with a bright smile and she bows, deeply, going horizontal at the waist then rising back up.
"It's nice to meet you, Frei-san," she calls out across the distance, then settles her legs a bit apart, knees slightly bent, left arm out and low, right arm cocked back and bent at the elbow.
"I hope we both do well!" she finishes, just as the announcer finishes his external announcements, you know, 'welcome to this Neo League fight, featuring a newcomer, Frei, and young Kenpoist Hotaru Futaba', blah blah, and then turns to the arena and gives a hearty, "FIGHT!"
Dude. It's Hotaru Doolittle. Frei is actually *clapping* for the animal act, because he is dense like titanium plating. "That's a really neat trick. How long did it take you to train them, anyway? I mean, birds. That's got to be tough." He starts ticking points off on his hands. "First off, the cage cleaning has just got to be mad insane crazy, and secondly, I've never really thought doves had much strength in their talons, honestly. How did you..."
He is cut off by the announcer's loud cough. The crowd is staring. Man, the entrance was good, but he blew it by opening his mouth. Stupid monk. Rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly, Frei gives Hotaru an embarrassed bow. "Yeah, nice to meet you. Kenpo, huh? Neat. I trained in China myself. Good luck to ya!" And then, with no further ado, he ducks a little low, then springs up and forward in a reverse moonsault, aiming a descending crescent kick at Hotaru's shoulder, a blaze of scarlet flame erupting in the path of the kick. "Burn, baby, burn!"
COMBATSYS: Frei has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Hotaru has joined the fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Frei successfully hits Hotaru with Kouen no Tsurugi.
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Frei 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
Distracted by the babbling of the... this guy's a monk?... *shrug* monk, Hotaru fails to lift her arms up in time and so Frei scores the first hit of this fight. The flame bursts across her body, adding some pain to the kick, but Hotaru rebounds well enough--as Frei lands, Hotaru is making her own attack--crouching low briefly, then launching herself upwards, she seeks to sail past Frei in a low arc--and along the way she'll aim a downwards, stomping kick at his head or shoulder, whichever she can reach.
COMBATSYS: Hotaru successfully hits Frei with Kou-shuu Da.
- Power hit! -
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Frei's actually studied more than just tai chi; the Master was big on diversity, so he's familiar with kempo. Just... not Hotaru's kempo, which blows past his well-meaning attempt to get out of the way and delivers a nice kicking smackdown right in the head, that sends Frei stumbling backwards. Wobbling a bit, he slaps his cheeks a couple time and brrrs. "Man, what is it with people and hitting me in the face today, I ask you?" However, if he's worried or hurt it doesn't show; dashing in, he attempts to get up inside Hotaru's guard, and simply strong-arming her to the ground in a no-frills takedown.
COMBATSYS: Hotaru blocks Frei's Medium Throw.
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Frei 0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0 Hotaru
Fighting Mimiru as often as she has has given Hotaru at least some idea of how to take a fall--as Frei grabs and strongarms, Hotaru goes down with it--or so it seems. Halfway down she twists, pulling herself free from Frei's grasp, and puts out her hands to absorb the impact, grunting; as she springs back up, she tries to turn it into a backflip, to kick Frei (.. yes, again, in the head) as she goes by--to get some distance, hit or miss.
COMBATSYS: Frei blocks Hotaru's Heavy Kick.
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Frei 0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0 Hotaru
Smack! The kick doth connect, just on Frei's upraised arm rather than on his head. "You know, there are other vital points on the body, missy..." he says, with an air of tsk-tskness. However, as long as he's got Hotaru close by, why not put that proximity to good use? Dropping out of the defensive stance, the young man puts both palms forward; it looks like a standard paired palm strike, but in fact it's just a focus for a ball of orange-red chi, that suddenly bursts in a hail of fiery golden sparks. "Sun... burst!"
COMBATSYS: Hotaru reflects Hizashi from Frei with Ko-bi Kyaku.
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Hotaru's backflip takes her a bit further, perhaps, than Frei expected; as he thrusts his palms forward, Hotaru gets to her feet and then... well, she doesn't flip again, but she is back-turned for a moment... as her left leg explodes upwards in an arcing mule kick. Which, if thrust into that blazing chi, would hurt. Fortunately it falls short--but Frei's chi is suddenly thrust, not into Hotaru's body, but into a wall of dark blue chi that puts that energy right back into Frei; Hotaru backs up a step as a natural result of the kick, twisting her body to put her left leg down--now leading with her right side.
Okay. Actually, Frei's never actually had his own attack shoved in his face before. It's actually a very enlightening experience, such as it were; apparently, he's his own worst enemy because that appears to have hurt quite a bit. "Ha... so you know how to use your chi too. Someday I'm gonna learn that reflecting trick, you wait and see."
Taking a deep breath, the monk goes within for a moment, centering himself, and then decides to press the attack. In a ducking dash almost like a boxer's, Frei suddenly flips an upward crescent kick from below, his foot trailing an arc of silver light. "Crescent!" Before he can hit the ground he shifts his momentum, ramming a shoulder charge at Hotaru surrounded by an aura of that same silver light. "Half!" Spinning from the charge, he sweeps low with his hand, again trailing silver light. "Gibbous!" Finally, he spins around to face Hotaru one last time, thrusting out his palms and releasing a spherical burst of that silvery Yin chi. "Full!"
COMBATSYS: Frei successfully hits Hotaru with Gekkou Nocturne.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-
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The result of Frei's four-hit combo attack are -spectacular-; the flipkick doesn't just hit Hotaru, it flings her into the air, only for the shoulder charge to smash her down; the low hand sweep hits her in the back, spinning her, and the palm thrust takes her right in the stomach. The chi burst flings her, bouncing, across the sand, thudding three times, like a skipping rope.
Hotaru's a little slow to get up from it, to be sure; she wobbles a little, but shakes it off, slapping her cheeks, psyching herself up. She can't let herself think she's down yet! Faith, determination, and senses restored, Hotaru is suddenly on Frei like white on rice; it takes her only a few steps to cross the gap and then she's attacking, spinning, arms windmilling around to strike with palms and wrists. Twice 'round she goes, through low hops that barely carry her a foot off the ground; after the second rotation, she brings her arms in close, but isn't done attacking yet--launching herself upwards with a strong spring of the legs, she's attacking the monk with her elbows and shoulders, spinning upwards--and hopefully she'll carry him up with her as her chi and determination explode in a final attack, a doubled-up diving knee on Frei's position, that dark blue energy exploding from her knees outwards, shrouding her lower body and giving her the brief appearance of a falling star.
COMBATSYS: Hotaru successfully hits Frei with Sou-Shou Ten-Ren-Ge EX.
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...okay then. Elated with joy at his attack working even better than he might have hoped, Frei has roughly .5 seconds to look surprised and happy before Hotaru helicopters in and beats the living DAYLIGHTS out of him. There's a token attempt to block -- dodging is not an option -- right before she comes in for a landing, and it is 100% ineffective. Hotaru's final diving kick drives him into the sand, where he continues to lie, looking a little dazed. "I go sleepy now," he mutters, incoherent. "Cause our concussion have me sleepy." Beat. "Can I have a hall pass, Miss Steckler?"
COMBATSYS: Frei takes a breather.
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Hotaru springs up from her diving kick, turning around, ready to--to apparently watch Frei get a bit dazed... she frowns. Surely it didn't hurt that much... still, Hotaru isn't the type to go ape on someone and so she'll very contentedly wait until Frei gets his ass up before continuing the fight... isn't she nice? Even though some of the crowd are shouting "He's playin'! Take him DOWN!" She... she just can't do it. But she's watching him.. in case it is a ruse.
COMBATSYS: Hotaru focuses on her next action.
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You shoulda listened to the crowd, Hotaru. Because amazingly, in the time it takes for her to hesitate, Frei is back on his feet, brushing sand off his jacket and shaking his head to clear it. "What is it with you young kids who hit like mack trucks? I mean, it's awesome, but good lord that hurt." Finally feeling presentable, he turns to Hotaru with a little wave. "Hey, that was pretty gracious of you. Thanks."
Considering his options, the monk thinks, circling Hotaru a little bit. Mercy's mercy, and he might have done the same for her, but the fight's still going on... and he's feeling a little outmatched. Plus, he has no desire to get his better attacks blue-chi-kicked back in his face again. So, he dashes in for a classic, looking to haul off and smack Hotaru right in the gut. A girl's face is her livelihood, after all. "Oriyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
COMBATSYS: Frei successfully hits Hotaru with Fierce Punch.
- Power hit! -
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Were Hotaru less ladylike she might make some unladylike sound as she's crushingly punched in the gut; she gasps, though, feeling quite a bit of pain from the attack, nearly crumpling over Frei's hand. Reaching out, she grabs for his arm, looking to perform another classic, despite the flowering of pain, a short shoulder charge followed up with a trip-down throw, her left leg used to bring the man down. If she hits.
COMBATSYS: Frei dodges Hotaru's Strong Throw.
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Jiro Kasagi hehs.
Sadly (perhaps) for Hotaru, Frei is better versed in throwing techniques than he is in strikes; recognizing the incoming likely followup from Ms. Futaba getting anywhere near him, the monk gingerly sidesteps... and then falls completely backwards on his backside in the side. Upside: the throw is a total wash. Downside: Frei looks like an idiot. Getting up, he ehes and rubs the back of his neck. "Er, sorry about that."
Hopping backwards a bit, the monk points at Hotaru. "Okay! I think I got it now. Sort of." A pause. Maybe he got hit too hard before. He does wobble a little bit, then takes his hand, palm down, and swipes it through the air from shoulder height down toward his hips, a purple crescent of light surrounded by silver sparks arcing out at Hotaru from the motion. "Moon's... shadow!"
COMBATSYS: Frei successfully hits Hotaru with Tsukikage.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-
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It would seem that luck--the goddess of Fate--chaos theory--whatever--is on Frei's side; though Hotaru makes an attempt to dodge the crescent of energy takes her in the gut and flings her down. She doesn't move for a long moment, at least not much; the announcer is in fact just about ready to call the fight when Hotaru lifts her hand to stop him. She's not -quite- done... yet. But she will be soon, if things keep going this way.
COMBATSYS: Hotaru takes a breather.
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Okay. Frei knows his own hits, and knows that projectile is not necessarily the most powerful weapon in his arsenal, so Hotaru getting hit kinda rough makes him suspicious that something is Not Copasetic. And since she was cool and let him chill for a moment, Frei does the same thing, taking a deep breath and watching carefully. "You okay?" he asks, just to make sure. The crowd, though, is probably more sympathetic to cute Hotaru than bizarre Frei. Which is fine. Cuteness should be exploited. "Man. This would be a great time for a heel turn," he muses aloud. "Run off, get a steel chair, smack you while you're down." And then his expression goes neutral for a sec. He's not actually considering that, is he?
COMBATSYS: Frei takes no action.
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Hotaru slowly rises to her feet, panting heavily; she would respond verbally, but is busy regaining her breath, mentally running down her body to see if she can still fight. The verdict? She can--but it's going to be a rough one. That done, she exhales loudly, then finally says, "I'll be okay. You're doing very well, Frei-san! I wish my skills were able to keep up with yours." An honest assessment of the moment, though 'skill levels' always fluctuate back and forth... Hotaru really doesn't want to lose again, though, as she'd lose the points she received from winning against Hinata in a tough fight... She beckons to Frei, indicating that she'd like for him to come at her again.
COMBATSYS: Hotaru focuses on her next action.
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Frei rubs the back of his head. "Calling it 'skill' is maybe giving me too much credit," he says sheepishly, but without taking his eyes off Hotaru. She's tricksy, this one... and kempo is a very adaptive style, so he has to stay on his toes. "I just go with the flow, you know?" Falling back into stance, he hops on the balls of his feet a bit. "Plus you don't know all the behind the scenes stuff I'm doing just to stay on my feet. Trust me, I only make it look simple." Speaking of simple, Frei doesn't waste any time after that comment; he dashes in, looking to snatch Hotaru's arm and spin her around with a slight push. Nothing particularly strong, but perhaps the sheer speed of it will put her off guard.
COMBATSYS: Hotaru blocks Frei's Fast Throw.
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Hotaru's reactions are quick enough to avoid the grab entirely; she jerks her arm out of the way and backpedals twice--her second step more of a hop as she steps on a sharp shell. Which stings a little. But, looking to turn the hop into an opportunity, Hotaru applies a little trick of the chi and is suddenly diving at Frei--more horizontally than vertically--with her right knee leading. On contact, she'll kick out, to get additional damage and to give herself momentum for a safe landing a few paces away from the monk.
COMBATSYS: Frei blocks Hotaru's Ren-geki Shuu.
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Aww. The disappointment actually shows on his face as Frei watches Hotaru breeze right by him, but atypically he does not let his surprise get the better of him (for once), and instead turns just in time to throw his crossed arms in front of the kick, absorbing the hits and leaving a little bruising but leaving Frei none the worse for wear. Actually, he seems really happy about it. "Hey, that was sweet! I'm not big on the momentum thing myself, but that was pretty cool."
Taking a step back, Frei grins at Hotaru. "You're really strong. Plus I've learned all sorts of neat stuff about kempo this fight. So, why not go out with a bang?" Holding his hands in front of him, the monk forms a flickering sphere of orange-red, which grows in intensity as he suddenly dashes toward Hotaru. When he gets close, the sphere suddenly bursts into a display of golden sparks that actually looks a lot like fireworks. "Let the sun shine in!"
COMBATSYS: Hotaru reflects Hizashi EX from Frei with Ko-bi Kyaku.
- Power hit! -
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This--this looks familiar, even though Frei shouted something different, earlier. Hotaru almost looks to be bracing herself--but decides, at the last moment, that one good turn deserves another and so she twists around on her left heel, kicking up and out with her right... her chi flowing upwards like a wave... and... well, Frei knows. Apparently Hotaru is just good against at least that move because not only does Frei's Hizashi get thrown back in his face but Hotaru's blue chi also comes in with it, at least a little bit. Hotaru is quick to bring her leg back down and turn, fully expecting Frei to at least mildly annoyed at it...
Annoyed? Nah. Frei doesn't get annoyed, though his player is starting to look askew at why Hotaru's reflects are working but Rose's never has. WTF, hax. Taking his own attack on the chin -- AGAIN -- the monk stumbles back a step, then puts his hands to his head and shakes a bit, like a cartoon character. "I cannot believe I fell for that a second time," he laughs, grinning. "Now I want to learn that trick even more! Anyhow." Holding his hands in front of him, Frei creates another sphere, but this one is a bluish-white rather than gold. "Alright. So heat's not your thing. Maybe I'll have better luck with the opposite?" And then he just chucks the sphere at her; when it gets close, the ball suddenly bursts into a hail of icy shards intending to pelt Hotaru but good. "Burst!"
COMBATSYS: Hotaru dodges Frei's Hyoushou Rengeki.
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Hotaru thinks about pulling off her Ko-bi Kyaku one more time--but no, this one looks more dangerous--and so she throws herself into a side cartwheel, freaking out internally as the ice-shards blow past her. But she's unharmed, thank goodness. She stomps down with her foot as the cartwheel ends, using to transfer momentum and head straight for Frei. Hey, look--she can crescent kick too! Except she does it with both legs, flipping straight up and over, with both toes pointed.
COMBATSYS: Frei blocks Hotaru's Sen-Kai En.
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"Awww. Guess not. Maybe I shoulda tried eleWHOA!" With a cry of surprise, the monk suddenly throws up a hand, deflecting the majority of the hit away from Hotaru basically uppercut kicking him right in the face (the pretty, pretty face). Still stings, but he's starting to get the rhythm of flowing with the movements now that he's seen Hotaru's fighting style in action over a period of time. He doesn't press the attack immediately, instead clasping his hands together in front of his chest and taking a deep breath. "Ha... man. I just cannot keep up.
Coming out of that momentary pause, the monk glances over at Hotaru. "I know when I'm outclased. You're a really good fighter. I'm gonna have to figure out some way to get past that kick move of yours, though... okay. All or nothing. Here we go!" And then, BAM. Moving with a speed he should not have, the monk dashes in, snatching for Hotaru's shoulder. Will it work...?
COMBATSYS: Hotaru dodges Frei's Ame no Murakumo.
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Not this time, Gadg---Frei! Hotaru has failed some spectacular dodges in this fight but at this moment luck is with her--that and Frei's panting like a dog in heat lusting after Alma. Hotaru spins to her right side as Frei comes in--and in a move worth of Bruce Lee, brings her right leg up and around as Frei passes by, hoping to tag him in the back of the head with her heel.
COMBATSYS: Frei blocks Hotaru's Light Kick.
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Almost as if he were psychic, Frei's arm suddenly snaps up before he even turns around, deflecting Hotaru's speedy kick and giving Frei time to turn around and face off with her again. "You kids and your wacky youthful exuberance," he mutters, though he's grinning. "I feel like I've run a marathon. You look like you could RUN a marathon." He doesn't attack, this time; instead he gets in ready position, waiting for Hotaru to come in again. "Don't do me any favors, though. Show me all you got!"
COMBATSYS: Frei takes a breather.
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She gave him a breather once. Not this time--especially not when he says 'Show me all you got!' Assuming that isn't a request for a nude wrestling match. It might be. There are perverts a plenty in this world. Hotaru stops to watch Frei for a moment--and then a smile blossoms across her face.
"Ok," she cries, "I will!" And she's off and running again. One step, two step, three step--FLOOR! That is, she drops low and attempts to just sweep the hell out of Frei's legs and dump him to the sand.
COMBATSYS: Hotaru successfully hits Frei with Heavy Kick.
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"Oh good," he has time to get out as Hotaru comes running at him. "I mean, what's the point of fighting if WAAAAAAH!" And then, kapow, right into the sand. Sounds like it hurt, too. The monk, again, just lays there for a second. "I am going to need, like, ten hot oil rubdowns after this. By a crowd of really attractive people." He blinks his eyes once, distracted. "Whoa, hey. The moon's passing through Orion." And then, without warning, he kippups expertly, reaching down to snag Hotaru's shoulder while she's still close by. Hopefully, anyway. "Tag!"
COMBATSYS: Hotaru blocks Frei's Daichi Kudaki.
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Grinning, the monk hopefully has enough purchase to snatch Hotaru by the shirt and leap into the air with her a short distance, spinning her in circles with one arm before simply chucking the kempo fighter at the sand, which suddenly comes up to meet her in the shape of a large hand! Of course, it IS just sand... that might not be a good finisher for this move after all.
The shirt! He better not be copping a feel. Hotaru goes up, then comes down--at the sand--but she does so with her feet pointed, thus pretty much cutting through it--hurts her feet to do it, but better than eating it in the face, chest, or what have you. Hotaru takes the momentum and rolls forward, tumbling across the sand... springing up, she's already calling on her chi, right palm glowing as she turns to Frei; she thrusts forward and the hand traces a thick line of energy through the air, rapidly fading--what isn't fading yet is the blue sphere of energy that flies off towards Frei's position.
COMBATSYS: Hotaru successfully hits Frei with Hakki Shou.
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The monk is just... exhausted. Like, beyond exhausted. He makes an attempt to get out of the way of the speedy bolt of chi, but it's just not in the cards tonight. Stumbling forward a couple steps, Frei stops for a moment to clutch his chest where it hit, then laughs a ragged little laugh. "Wow. What an incredible fight. Totally worth the time... I think I'm out. But before I go..." And then he stumbles a few more steps forward toward Hotaru, palms out. "Third time's the charm!" Cue the huge burst of golden sparkles! And then Frei facefirsts into the sand. "...medic."
COMBATSYS: Frei can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Hotaru reflects Hizashi EX from Frei with Ko-bi Kyaku.
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No charms today! Hotaru really doesn't want to find out what that feels like--Frei's other chi-based attacks have hurt enough. Though it pains her to do so, she once again summons her chi in rapid succession, kicking away the energy--for the last time, as Frei falls. Just thereafter, she slumps to her knees, panting heavily.
"I--I stand by what I said... you're a pretty good fighter..." Next stop for Frei: Vega and Rugal, 2v1. Count on it.
In a normal situation, Frei would totally bust out a witty retort or compliment right now. Unfortunately, the monk you have dialed is not in service. Please leave a message. On the plus side, at least he didn't have his attack stuffed in his face a third time; he was on the ground way before the sparks came flying back at him.
He might even be snoring.
"Hotaru Futaba--WIN!!!" cries the announcer, leaping into the ring--wearing a gaudy purple-pink suit and sounding like the announcer from Angelic Layer. There are cheers for Hotaru and cheers for Frei--pure fight fans can appreciate both fighters' skill and resolve... Hotaru smiles, tiredly, then watches as the medics take Frei away.
Log created by Hotaru, and last modified on 17:12:59 12/23/2005.