Description: A Christmastime encounter in Russia between the Sumo sweetie Hinako and the lethal Bernstein secretary Mature. Despite Hinako's intense spirit, the blonde secretary seems too much a handful for the poor girl. (Winner: Mature)
Christmas, Christmas time is here...
And what better place for Christmas than in the frozen north? Hinako has actually been to Russia a few times before, since she has some distant relatives in the country, and she also has a somewhat loose grasp of the language. Enough to get by at least, and to make sure she manages to find her way to the location of the fight. And it's definitely a white Christmas here. At least the snow has stopped falling long enough for the event organizers to clear out an area, and for the fight to be filmed without it looking like a bunch of static.
Hinako has dressed for the occasion, with a rather warm looking Russian fur coat. The purple color is a bit odd, but goes well with the white trim on the sleeves and neck. And perched on Hinako's head is one of those little Soviet hats, likewise colored purple and white. Thick woolen leggings and a pair of expensive but sturdy brown leather boots complete the ensemble. In all, it's enough that Hinako is only shivering a little bit as she waits for her opponent to arrive.
Poor Hinako is left to wait for some time in the biting cold, her opponent nowhere to be found. After a while the crew of the League fight begins placing calls, in hopes of tracking down the deadly blonde the poor girl has been put up against for tonight's especially festive match. Still, the woman seems to have completely vanished.
Or so one would think.
Seemingly out of nowhere a somewhat ominous Mi-25 Hind D touches down, whipping up snow and numerous loose fabrics and coats of the standers-by. The military? No, quite the contrary; from within a blonde woman hops out, wearing a fluffy white fur coat and matching set of white gloves. She seems to share some fashion sense with the girl she's faced against tonight.
Regardless, Mature makes her way rather confidently toward the designated 'arena,' heels click-clicking against the cold snow-covered concrete. Eventually those heels come to a sudden pause, and the blonde's baby blue eyes snap up to gauge her opponent for the night.
"Another kid?" she asks, sounding somewhat incredulous. Are they insane? "Still," the woman says, issuing a sigh as she removes her coat and gloves, handing them over to one of the Hind D escorts. "I suppose it'll have to do. Are you ready?" Is she? She'll let Hinako make the first move; instead Mature just lifts a hand, beckoning the girl to come to her.
COMBATSYS: Mature has started a fight here.
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Mature 0/-------/-------|
Hinako's hands are white from the cold, but she refrains from wearing gloves; only the athletic tape wrapped around her palms and fingers. She needs to be able to be sure of her grip if she's going to fight to the best of her abilities. Let's just hope she doesn't end up losing all the feeling in her fingers. And the girl keeps her coat on; it seems that that, at least, won't interfere with her ability to fight. "I'm always ready!"
Hinako slams her fists together a few times, both as part of her normal psyching up routine, and to get a bit more bloodflow going there. She then hunches over, hands held out in front of her as she begins to advance on Mature. A rather odd combat stance for such a small girl to take, but Hinako has already done a pretty good job of showing that she is quite capable as a sumo wrestler.
Of course, to make use of her style, Hinako needs to get in close to her opponent. And so she charges in toward Mature, reaching out with both arms in an attempt to grab the older blonde by the waist. Should she succeed, Hinako arches her back, trying to heft Mature off the ground and send her sailing an impressive distance up into the sky. Too bad the snow will probably break her fall.... Oh well.
COMBATSYS: Hinako has joined the fight here.
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Mature 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Hinako
COMBATSYS: Mature blocks Hinako's Tasuki Nage.
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Mature 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Hinako
Her enthusiasm is considerably admirable. Unfortunately, Mature is the sort who seems to care less about anything like 'fighting spirit' and 'honor' in the arena. She's considerably notorious for being vicious. But it's Christmas. Maybe she'll be gentle?
The blue-eyed secretary stands her ground, the half-skirt billowing out behind her as the winds whip about, the arena a flurry of cold wind and stirred snow. A smile, however faint, lingers on her lips as she watches, keeping aware of the girl before her. Every nuance and slight movement is noted until...
Until she attacks.
Her charge is met with a side-step and swat, the woman mindfully shoving the girl's arms away from her waist. "Sumo?" she asks, looking positively aghast at the short blonde nearby. "What self-respecting woman lowers herself to participate in such a brutish, manly sport?" Naughty girl. It's deserving of punishment; therefore Mature lifts her hands and quickly reaches for the girl's coat, intent on snagging a handful of her purple fur and hurling her across the snow.
COMBATSYS: Hinako blocks Mature's Quick Throw.
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Mature 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Hinako
Hinako visibly bristles at the insult to the style she reveres above all others, bracing herself against the ground as Mature grabs her by the coat. She budges ever so slightly, but her legs refuse to give up and ground, making it rather difficult to continue with actually throwing her anyway. Knocking Mature's hand away, she looks at the older woman with fire in her eyes. "Sumo is a wonderful sport, full of grace and beauty! People just misrepresent it because they don't understand the joy of it!" Normally Hinako is an extremely pleasant, nice girl, but insulting sumo is a good way to get her riled up.
"It's perfectly capable for a woman to be a graceful sumo, and I'll show you!" And with that, Hinako thrusts both of her hands out, attempting to slam her palms into the pit of Mature's stomach. She follows that by reaching up, attempting to wrap an arm around the back of Mature's neck so that she can drag the older woman down and slam her face-first into the cold ground.
COMBATSYS: Mature dodges Hinako's Combo Throw.
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Mature 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Hinako
What's this? Blinking visibly, the elder of the two women seems briefly surprised the girl fails to budge from the ground and go flying halfway across their roped-off arena. Her red lips curl slightly, the faintest hints of a smirk crawling their way across her lips. Knocked away, the woman steps back, looking mildly amused. Grace and beauty? Wonderful? She'd laugh, were she still not so confused and dumbfounded a cute girl like Hinako practices such a utterly repulsive sport.
"Is that so?" she states, Mature's eyes drawing shut. Will she show her the true grace and beauty of Sumo? The woman steps aside once more, moving out of harm's way and saving her face from the snow. "You'll have to try harder than that, little girl," the woman whispers softly.
Her heel scratches against the solid concrete, long fingernails reaching out, intent on tearing through her coat with chi-laced winds with each of the three successive slashes she issues with her crooked fingers. "A woman must not lower herself to such degrading levels enjoy things such as 'joy' and 'beauty!'"
COMBATSYS: Mature successfully hits Hinako with Metal Massacre.
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Mature 0/-------/------=|====---\-------\0 Hinako
Hinako ducks down even further at the first sign of blue energy leaping from Mature's fingertips. It helps, somewhat. Several long tears appear in her nice fur coat, but it's thick enough that it's hard to tell just how much damage actually made it through the fur. Although if she starts dripping red spots all over the snow in a couple minutes, that'll be a pretty good answer.
Hinako glowers at Mature for a moment, definitely unhappy with the way the other woman is speaking. "You're wrong! Joy and beauty are wonderful things! How can you not appreciate them?" Tucking herself in even further, Hinako lunges across the ground toward Mature, leaping up at the last moment to crash into her opponent, attempting to send her sprawling out on her back. A distinct possibility, considering that the tiny little girl has an impact similar to that of some 600 pound men.
COMBATSYS: Mature endures Hinako's Medium Throw.
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Mature 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Hinako
Nails tear the fur of Hinako's coat, leaving nice, long gashes across her midsection, despite the thickness that the coat apparently possesses. Still, the woman smirks faintly, the final slash of her nails followed through with a pirouette on her sharp heels as she spins around to face the girl upon completion.
"I enjoy and appreciate feminine beauty as it was meant to be. Grace and poise are traits not possessed by those who practice the art of Sumo! It is a sport for men. Sweating is such a barbaric thing." Her nose wrinkles slightly at the thought. Thank god it's cold here--at least she won't break a sweat.
The girl lunges, but it seems the woman does not make any attempt to move. Instead the girl's arms crash into her--with surprising force. The blonde secretary 'oofs' upon impact and lands into the snow, skidding a short distance before she leaps back up to her feet. "Very good, but so very primitive," she chides, shaking her head lightly.
That said, the woman rushes the girl, covering the distance between them before she leaps up, intent on driving an axe-kick of her heel square into Hinako's shoulder. "There is no grace in simply running into your opponent!"
COMBATSYS: Hinako fails to interrupt Heavy Kick from Mature with Tsukidashi.
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Mature 0/-------/----===|======-\-------\0 Hinako
Hinako draws her right arm back as Mature comes rushing in, preparing to meet the older woman's charge with an attack of her own. It doesn't seem to quite work out, though, as Mature's foot connects with Hinako's shoulder before she can land her own blow. Normally Hinako is quite good at staying on her feet, but taking a blow to the side while lunging forward for her own strike makes it hard to keep her balance.
And so the blonde girl gets knocked aside, crashing into a nearby snowbank with a muffled thump. The precariously stacked snow then proceeds to tumble down on top of her. On the plus side, it might be a little hard for Mature to get an accurate strike at her in here. On the other hand, it's really, really freaking cold.
Meanwhile Mature's attack succeeds, sending the poor girl's plans into the void as she's thrust to the side in the midst of her interrupt and into a snow bank. The secretary lands with a dainty click of heels to snowy concrete, fingers curling softly before uncurling. Blue eyes followed the girl, but she's long-since been buried in piles of snow. Thankfully the Sumo girl has a nice coat to protect her from the harsh elements.
"Little girl?" she asks, the faintest of smiles crossing otherwise passive, unexpressive features. "Are you alright?" Mature is, of course, being condescending in her worries; she's anything but. She doesn't go for the snowy pile that buries the poor girl; instead the woman stands her ground, eyes focused on the pile before her.
"When you're done playing in the snow I'll be ready to finish the fight," she teases, smiling faintly as blue eyes harshly narrow.
COMBATSYS: Mature focuses on her next action.
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Mature 0/-------/----===|======-\-------\0 Hinako
Now, normally Hinako isn't one to fight dirty... And to be honest, she's not very good at it. Still, in Mature's case she's willing to make an exception. How dare she insult sumo like that!? Moving her arms very, very carefully, the sumo girl attempts to push away some of the snow around her eyes, trying to arrange it so that she has a peephole through which she can observe Mature.
Hinako does not, however, emerge from the snowbank. Yes, it's cold, but she's got a plan. Regardless of whether Mature just hangs back where she is, or chooses to try attacking the snowdrift, Hinako just needs to wait for her to present an opening... Then she can explode out and smite the blasphemer with righteous fury!
COMBATSYS: Hinako focuses on her next action.
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Mature 0/-------/----===|======-\-------\0 Hinako
On the other hand, while Mature doesn't really often stoop to fighting down and dirty, she's not particularly adverse to the idea of landing a cheap blow to gain a lead--or victory. In this case, however, Mature seems to be playing fair. It must be the Christmas spirit infecting her today, because rather than brutally assault that pile of snow, the woman just sits and waits.
Apparently Hinako does the same thing. This proves to be quite a conundrum.
Her foot begins to tap. Be it annoyance or general boredom, there's really no telling. Her face is as calm as the overcast winter's sky. "Little girl," she calls out, shaking her head slowly toward the snow bank. "You can't hide away all day. I have places to be, and frankly the longer I spend here, the later I'll be." She gave her a chance to leap out with 'righteous fury!' and attack her, but...well, Hinako didn't take that opportunity.
Thus the blonde is left with no choice. Lifting her arms, they cross delicately at the wrists--right become they swiftly descend, sending an arc of chi and wind barreling for the pile of snow.
COMBATSYS: Mature successfully hits Hinako with Ebony Tears.
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Mature 0/-------/--=====|=======\==-----\1 Hinako
Okay, here's the plan: Hinako sees Mature winding up. She's already seen that Mature can do the energy slash thing, and she knows that it's going to hurt. On the other hand, maybe the snow can absorb some of it. So, as Mature lashes out, Hinako bursts out of the snowdrift, sending a shower of snow everywhere as she leaps towards Mature.
It's a pretty good plan. Unfortunately, the bit where the snow is supposed to absorb some of the impact doens't quite work. Hinako's coat /really/ starts getting cut up now, to the point where some flesh is visible underneath. Her cute little hat is also lost in the barrage. She does not, however, lose her forward momentum. This is important.
It's important because Hinako keeps flying toward Mature, attempting to slam her arm into the older woman's throat, then wrap around her neck. Using her momentum to provide even more leverage, Hinako attempts to spin around and then hurl Mature away from her, sending her flying headfirst toward something solid. Oh, there's a concrete bench over there. That'll do.
COMBATSYS: Hinako successfully hits Mature with Gasshou Hineri.
- Power hit! -
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Mature 0/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Hinako
The burst out of the snow bank comes as little surprise to the blonde; blue eyes flicker briefly, a light of amusement present before she lightly grins. How cute! She is going to attack with righteous fury! This should be quite entertaining!
Still, her attempt is met with an Ebony Tear attack, the poor girl's garments slashed and signs of wear and tear evident on her. The very fact Hinako is so determined to prove to her the grace and honor of Sumo is probably what distracts her--and it would seem Mature pays for underestimating the girl.
Hinako's slam into her breaks THROUGH the woman's defenses, and ultimately allows her to wrap an arm around her throat. A light 'grrk' sound escapes her as she uses the momentum, spinning and ultimately throwing the secretary into the nearby concrete bench--through which the woman plows, the remains crumbling to the snow. For a moment the blonde lays there, eyeing the snowy, gray skies with blue eyes. How odd. She actually HIT.
Rising to her feet, the blonde cracks her knuckles. "Very cute," she says, still smiling faintly. The malice isn't in her words or even her expression--it's in her eyes. "But I'm still not convinced!" That said Mature lifts one of the larger slabs of concrete bench, tossing it before she delivers a swift kick into its center--and sending it flying quite harshly toward the girl.
COMBATSYS: Hinako negates Large Thrown Object from Mature with Large Thrown Object.
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Mature 1/---====/=======|-------\-------\0 Hinako
It's not too hard to guess what Mature is intending when she starts picking up the concrete slab. Hinako's gaze quickly starts darting around as she tries to find some way to deal with this, aside from just diving head-first back into the snowbank. Luck seems to be with her, however, as there's another concrete bench right nearby. Granted, the legs are still attached to the ground, but this is only a minor concern.
Mature wants grace? Leaning down, Hinako wrenches the bench from the ground in one smooth motion, showing strain only for a moment as there's a loud cracking sound when the legs of the bench break off. Continuing her movement she spins around in a circle, swinging the bench out to knock the flying slab of concrete right out of the air. Of course, Hinako's makeshift weapon is destroyed, but she lightly hops out of the way before any of the rubble collapses onto her. "Well I'll just have to do more to convince you, then!"
The slab is sent hurling for poor, prone Hinako, who Mature presumes will be smacked quite heartily by the block and be sent to her demise. Unfortunately she's quite the contrary; instead, the girl uproots the bench and spins around and sends it screaming for her slab. The two collide, and as law would suggest the two opposing forces meet, causing both to explode in an impressive display of concrete rain. Mature hops back, dusting concrete debris off her shoulder.
"You'll just waste your breath, girl," Mature states with a shake of her head, the blonde's eyes drawing shut. It's brief at best; seconds later the woman tears off toward the Sumo girl, skidding to a halt if only to spin around and issue a swift kick right for the side of Hinako's head. "Because it takes a miracle to impress me!"
COMBATSYS: Hinako fails to interrupt Light Kick from Mature with Kake Nage.
- Power hit! -
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Mature 1/---====/=======|===----\-------\0 Hinako
Hinako twists herself about in an attempt to grab Mature's leg as the kick comes in... However, this serves only to get Hinako a kick in the face, rather than in the side of the head. She staggers back, a trickle of blood running down her nose. Shaking her head a few times, Hinako tries to clear out the stars in her vision so that she can make another attempt at attacking Mature.
Hey! Why are there two Matures now!? That's not fair! ...Hinako wobbles a little bit, blinking a few times until she can only see one opponent again. And now it becomes apparent that there are a few red spots appearing on the ground underneath her, as blood finally manages to soak its way through her thick cloathing. Yep, it looks like Mature managed to slash her up pretty good.
Alas, it would seem that poor Hinako has fallen victim to her wounds, her speed and thoughts impaired. A resounding 'crack' issues into the cold air as the top of the woman's foot cleanly strikes poor Hinako's face, sending her wobbling and seeing stars. The woman, meanwhile, hops back and away, letting her feet land daintily on the concrete ground below her once more.
Titling her head lightly to one side, the blonde merely observes as the girl starts to bleed more obviously than before. "Are you alright?" she asks, though the compassion she feigns is clearly condescending at best. "If you're not feeling well, my dear, shall I tuck you in? I wouldn't want you to overwork yourself, after all."
There's no time to really reply--moments later the woman tears off in a blur of blonde, black and white, a hand outstretched to grab the girl by her throat. Should the attack make contact, well...
COMBATSYS: Mature successfully hits Hinako with Heaven's Gates.
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Mature 0/-------/------=|=======\==-----\1 Hinako
Her fingers clench down, biting into the girl's throat rather harshly. It'd no doubt draw blood, with how much pressure is applied. But that's not her concern. The concern lies in where she's going. It's a brisk but swift dash across the roped-off arena before the girl is forcibly slammed into the ground, a crater forming around her point of impact. Once she touches down an explosion--a pillar of pale violet Orochi-taineted chi--erupts from below, engulfing Hinako as the secretary leaps back, eyes wide with morbid delight.
Now... See, Hinako would be screaming right now. Screaming in pain. That is, if she could. It's rather hand one a hand is clamped down on your throat, claw-like fingers digging furrows in your neck. And then the wind gets knocked right out of her as she becomes the center of a good sized crater in the concrete, which sends the snow blasting away from the impact site in a rather cool looking ripple effect.
And that's all before the explosion of energy engulfs Hinako. Her training prior to getting into matches with all these different types of fighters had very little to do with how to deal with non-physical attacks, and Hinako is paying for it here. And yet...
As the energy clears, Hinako manages to struggle her way up to her knees, supporting her weight on one hand. There's blood running down into her eyes, but she doesn't want to give up just yet. She draws back her free arm, knuckles popping for a moment as she flexes her fingers, and then with all her strength she lunges toward Mature, lashing out with her hand...
COMBATSYS: Hinako can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Mature dodges Hinako's Oo-ichiban.
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And Hinako falls down face first and bleeds quietly.
Upon landing, the blonde is treated to a curious sight. Looking mildly surprised the girl before her has enough energy to clamber to her feet, Mature tilts her head lightly, eyes narrowing, squinting at the sight. What's she trying to do? She looks like a total mess. "Are you sure that's wise?" the blonde states, her voice low, almost dangerous.
And she's off! Yet with her body as wracked and beaten as it is, the Sumo's speed is considerably less than it would normally be. Thus with a shift of her feet, the woman adjusts her poise before she simply ducks to the side, pulling her skirt aside as she lightly bows. The faintest of smirks haunts her red lips.
"Your spirit is admirable, but not enough. Sleep well," she coos softly, looming over the fallen girl with an eerie smile. "And have sweet dreams." The girl's side is nudged with the toe of her high heel.
That said, Mature pivots on her heel, about-facing to accept the coat from the Hind D pilot. Slipping it on, the woman approaches and enters, the chopper lifting off and ultimately away. The medics, meanwhile, tend to the poor, battered and bruised Hinako.
COMBATSYS: Mature has ended the fight here.
Log created by Mature, and last modified on 06:04:17 12/26/2005.