Description: Talia gives the Amarillo Diablo an impressive wake-up call. (Winner: Talia)
At this time of night, there shouldn't be many people at the school except for the janitors and late-night students. Perfect place for a league match, or so thought the coordinators. Ramon himself isn't quite as excited at the prospect of possibly trashing the hell out of a classroom, especially on the night before a Friday, but the league officials claim it shouldn't be a problem. All the chairs are up on the individual desks that accompany them, save for two. The balding official who's come to record the match's outcome sits in the corner, Ramon haphazardly leaning back in another, feet propped up. He looks at the clock, out towards the window, and tilts his head back. The judge starts to scratch down a few notes on his clipboard when the luchador's loud snoring jolts him out of it. The official starts to rise to walk over and conk Ramon on the head, before he realizes that it's better than the match where he brought tequila. That sure turned out poorly. So the official sits back in his chair, looking at his notes and giving a yawn. Why'd they choose such a late time to coordinate a match?
Just at a minute before time for the match to begin, Talia steps through the door to the classroom. She's wearing her normal coat, despite being indoors in a fairly climate-controlled building, and has a meter long stainless steel rod propped up on her left shoulder. She takes a moment to look around at the contents of the room, taking in the official and the small cameras, then steps towards Ramon.
There's a small frown drifting across her face for a moment, as she realizes her opponent is, of all things, asleep. She looks at the official again, briefly wondering if it's his responsibility to awaken Ramon.. Then shrugs. She swings the steel rod out at one of the desks, a loud *CRACK* resounding in the room, as the wood splinters. Hello, this is your wakeup call.
Well /that/ did the trick. Ramon wakes up with a startle, yelling, "Santo Jode!" right before he tumbles back and off the chair, rolling into another desk. The chair rattles and falls off with a small crash, the extra loud noises causing Ramon to wince as he rises groggily. "Aye-yi-yi! Who the he-" The luchador spots the newcomer and his tone immediately takes a different course. "Why, the most beautiful woman I've ever rested my weary eye upon, but of course!" Ramon quickly makes his way over and lowers himself to his knee as the official rolls his eyes. Here he goes again.
Throwing his arms out to his sides and his head back, the luchador calls out as he hams it up, "Beauty of my dreams, focus of my infatuation, my one true love! Where have you been all of my humble life?" Ramon rises and gives a spin on one leg, hands clutched to his heart, before he stops facing the windows. Scratching his head and halting his serenade, he looks back, a puzzled look on his remaining eye. "Actually... Why are you at a high school during midnight, in this room?"
Yet again, Talia has found a strange distasteful man making advances at her. This is.. distressing. And tiresome. Lifting the metal rod from the damaged desk, Talia sets it down against the floor with another hard rap, the sound echoing in the enclosed room. She stares at Ramon with something akin to a disgusted glare for a moment before replying, "Apparently, I have been far enough away from you to extend your lifespan to this point." She looks up to the ceiling, sighing for a moment, then adds, "And I am here to fight you within the auspices of the league in which we are both members." At this point, she falls silent, her expression becoming as flat as the tone she used to speak.
Ramon turns back to Talia, raising an eyebrow. "Oh? You're my opponent?" Ramon falls back and sits on a desk, swinging his legs and giving a laugh. "Whoops! My apologies, senorita. But you can hardly blame me, no?" He gives a smaller laugh, beaming brightly. He's a rather nice fellow when he's not making attempts at infatuation. "Now then..." He hops off the desk and looks to the official for a moment, then back to Talia, "On to business. To make up for my shameful behavior," He gives a bow of respect, one arm in front of his chest, one arm behind. "I shall allow you the first strike, senorita!" Ramon turns, his left side to his opponent as he begins to hop up and down, his right hand at his thigh and the other at his side. "Now show me what you're capable of."
COMBATSYS: Ramon has started a fight here.
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As Ramon speaks, Talia simply opts to slip into a relatively mundane staff-fighting stance, taking a two-handed grip on her less-than-mundane weapon. Tilting her head at Ramon's comments, she shrugs at his invitation, and simply nods. There's a short pause as she looks over her opponent and his positioning, then she dashes forward.
What follows isn't the simple lunge that Ramon might or might not expect from her positioning and movement, but instead Talia's movement carries her to one side and past Ramon, seemingly without attacking to the eyes of the official and cameras. Of course, what's more important here is if Ramon sees the quick and subtle jab with one end of the weapon just as she's passing, where she's stabbed at his midsection.
COMBATSYS: Talia has joined the fight here.
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Ramon 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Talia
COMBATSYS: Ramon endures Talia's Sleight of Hand.
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Ramon 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Talia
Ramon watches Talia head for him, preparing himself for a frontal attack like the majority of his finesse-challenged opponents tend to pull off. But then she does something similar to his own method, preferring to head for his side. Before he can collect his sense and prepare for what he always does to others, he finds himself instinctively turning his head to watch Talia.
The weapon strikes him in the gut, causing him to buckle over just a bit. But before Talia can get too far past him, Ramon's right hand snaps out for the offending arm, trying to turn against her momentum, which should bring her to a halt and allow Ramon to pull her back into his left fist.
COMBATSYS: Talia fails to interrupt Combo Throw from Ramon with Quick Throw.
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Ramon 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Talia
Initially, Talia's plan was to make use of her momentum to put herself in a better defensive position than she started in. When she realizes that Ramon is attempting to grab her, she gets the idea of turning that against him -- by letting him grab her, then turning that into a redirect of her own. She quickly discoveres the error of this plan, however, as she slips on the floor, and finds herself unexpected getting personal with Ramon's left. Quickly, she recovers and scrambles back to put some distance between herself and Ramon, although at some point in the process, her staff has fallen aside, clattering on the floor.
Ramon flashes a grin to Talia as she backs away. A master of Mexican Wrestling, Ramon knows enough of the art of grappling to understand what she was trying to do. "Very close, senorita! But it will take a bit more than that to catch the master of lucha libre off-guard!" Noticing the staff on the floor, Ramon draws a very quick, very inaccurate conclusion. She's lost her weapon, meaning she's defenseless! With this newfound information, Ramon rushes Talia with impressive speed, heading for her right side and leaping at the last moment to twist and send his left foot for her face.
COMBATSYS: Talia dodges Ramon's Rolling Sobat.
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Ramon 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Talia
A frown is Talia's answer to Ramon's grin, as she doesn't really like where things are going so far. Still, things are far from out of hand. Subtly, perhaps out of Ramon's ability to recognize just yet, Talia's stance has shifted, and she is far from unprepared for what follows. When Ramon finishes his closing run to her, Talia simple crouches, drawing from within her coat a 9mm pistol. Even as she's dropping below his foot, she's taking aim with the weapon at his chest, firing off three shots in rapid succession and in tight formation. Immediately after she fires, she kicks back into a roll to put more distance between the wrestler and herself; distance is clearly key here.
COMBATSYS: Ramon endures Talia's Burst Fire.
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Ramon 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 Talia
As Ramon passes over Talia, he hears the tell-tale click of a small gun, as well as the light smell of grease and gunpowder. He lets out a confused, "Eh?" Followed immediately by three quick rounds to the chest. Instead of piercing the flesh, it feels more like a really strong kid striking at him a few times. As soon as his foot touches the ground, Ramon gives chase to Talia, refusing to let her gain anymore distance than necessary, which in wrestling, frankly, is none at all. With no time to think or analyze, the wrestler whips his arm out at about throat-height. If Talia rises from her roll, she should be getting a pretty light lariat. If she doesn't, then Ramon is gonna look more like a flailing monkey than a trained wrestler.
COMBATSYS: Talia dodges Ramon's Arm Whip.
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Ramon 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 Talia
Guided by a mixture of intuition and observation, Talia realizes that Ramon is attempting an attack where he expects her to be next; since, normally, one moves to at least a crouch, if not standing, in order to attack. Even as she's mid-tumble, she decides that an alternate option is not just viable, but the best she can manage against the wrestler. Instead of rising, Talia simply lays out flat on her back, letting Ramon get over her as she determines what, exactly, he was doing.
Ah, yes. That's good enough. Taking a two-handed grip on her weapon, Talia takes aim at the arm as it passes over her. What she tries next is a little more difficult than simply firing at her opponent, in that she's targeting a specific spot on Ramon's elbow; her intent is to reduce his ability to use the arm in combat. That, and it'll hurt. A lot.
COMBATSYS: Talia successfully hits Ramon with Nerve Lance EX.
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Ramon 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Talia
Ramon passes straight over, a bit disappointed but not too surprised. Then a sharp sting of pain races throughout his arm before it falls limp to his side. "Chkaaaaa!" He shouts in pain, almost slumping to his knee. That was like the equivalent of taking an ice pick and just jamming it in his elbow. What the hell was that? Ramon curses sharply under his breath in his native tongue, turning and glaring at Talia. Instead of trying to assault her again, Ramon decides to tend to his own injury first. He can't exactly pull off many of his signature moves with one arm incapacitated. Backing into the small maze-work of desks, the luchador knows full well that she's a gun-user, but these desks will hinder advancing movement and give some make-shift cover. Well, that is, if he can utilize them fast enough. Until then, he simply grabs his right arm with his other and begins massaging his elbow and the surrounding area, trying to work some feeling back into it.
COMBATSYS: Ramon drops his guard to recover.
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Ramon 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Talia
Watching over Ramon as he retreats to his make-shift cover, Talia carefully rises, just in case there's a chair in her immediate future. On ascertaining there is not, she takes stock of the situation. Hm. Putting the pistol away inside her coat, she looks at Ramon for several moments, before reaching into another portion of her coat, and pulling out her shotgun. She takes a moment to load a particular round in the weapon, affording a small smile, which Ramon might or might be able to see from his position.
"Hiding does not suit you. It does, however, benefit me." That's all the warning Ramon gets before she takes aim and fires. The blast that flies forth, however, is unlike anything Talia has used in previously recorded fights. Neither buckshot nor slug.. Talia has opted for a 12-gauge concussion grenade, and it's aimed for Ramon's gut. He might consider moving.
COMBATSYS: Ramon endures Talia's Long Shot.
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Ramon 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Talia
Feeling starts to course through Ramon's arm once again, and he smiles to himself. The smile fades into one of piqued curiosity as he hears the loud preparation of a shotgun. And now? Well, now he's got plenty of feeling all throughout his body. /Owch/. All of the desks around Ramon are pretty much gone, though a few large shards of sharp wood have found a home in Ramon's body. Those are gonna be fun to pull out. He just lies on the floor for a bit, giving a loud cough of ash into the air, before rolling onto his stomach and pushing himself up. He rubs some of the soot from his eyes, still managing to give a bright smile, despite the pain. "Oi, very nice, senorita." The energy seems to have left his voice, as he tries straightening his back, resulting in a series of pops and snaps.
COMBATSYS: Ramon gains composure.
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Ramon 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\0 Talia
Talia steps to the side to get a better view of her handiwork, the smile actually still on her face; the longest duration of expressed emotion so far. Clearly, the results here pleased her. As Ramon readjusts himself, Talia simply loads another shell into her weapon, looking over him with faint curiosity. Shifting into that unusual combat stance again, Talia doesn't press further; instead she simply watches to see what he does next, while she begins taking inventory. The desk arrangement here is quite interesting, now.
COMBATSYS: Talia focuses on her next action.
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Ramon 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\0 Talia
Ramon grabs his right wrist and pulls it at an awkward angle, a series of cracks emanating from the previously unusable arm. Waving it and dropping back into his hopping combat stance, the luchador preps himself. More shells? Well this should be fun. He readjusts his eyepatch, noticing it's slightly off-center, and bam, he's all set once again. Albeit covered in soot and shirtless. Explosions tend to do that to his shirts. Ramon starts to run towards Talia, his energy slowly returning to him, though still noticeably slower. No tricks, no leaps, Ramon simply grabs for Talia's shoulders and twists, hurling her for the closest intact desk.
COMBATSYS: Talia dodges Ramon's Medium Throw.
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Ramon 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\0 Talia
When Ramon charges at her, Talia has already determined what she intends to do next. She holds her stance as long as she can, then dives into a tumble past Ramon, slipping just underneath his grasp. When she gets right behind him, she comes out of the tumble into a sort of sideways stance for just a fleeting moment. In that moment, she fires she shotgun at the back of his leg, this time a single slug being the munition of choice. At the same moment she fires, she leaps backwards, using the recoil of the weapon to gain more distance.
Of course, that might be relatively moot, since if the slug lands, it will have torn up the connective tissue on the back of his knee.
COMBATSYS: Ramon endures Talia's Shell Effect.
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Ramon 1/------=/=======|=======\-------\1 Talia
Ramon takes the hit, his left leg pretty much giving up on him completely. He stumbles forwards a few steps, trying to make sense of what's happening. No time to stop, no time to think. Turning around, Ramon bolts for Talia once again, limping at about half the speed he can usually muster. When he reaches her, the first thing that comes to mind is to make this useless limb do /something/. So he turns sharply, his leg whipping towards Talia using just momentum.
COMBATSYS: Talia endures Ramon's Light Kick.
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Ramon 1/------=/=======|=======\===----\1 Talia
When Ramon gets close, Talia is busy adjusting her grip on the shotgun, looking for a few moments as if she almost dropped it. She turns to face him just as his injured leg comes into contact with her side. Grimacing, she turns with the blow, whirling to add momentum.. Then she lets go of her shotgun, as if she was a participant in a hammer throw, and the shotgun was her chance at a gold medal. The thing is, she's throwing it slightly off, so instead of heading towards Ramon, it goes flying past him on one side of his head. Immediately after releasing the weapon, apparently without checking its trajectory, Talia dashes past Ramon, on the other side of him from where the shotgun flew.
The real question at this point is whether Ramon notices the thin wire in time. One end is tied to the shotgun, the other is in Talia's hand, and she's in the process of setting up a more literal clothesline than he attempted on her earlier.
COMBATSYS: Talia successfully hits Ramon with Flexibility.
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Ramon 1/-======/=======|=======\======-\1 Talia
With only one functioning eye, Ramon's sight isn't as acute as most of the other fighters he's encountered. As soon as he feels the wire around his neck, though, he knows that this isn't going to end well. Not even a second later, it's become very, very hard to breath. The world starts to get faint and the majority of his functions start to shut down. Defenseless and at Talia's mercy, the fight has pretty much gone in her favor the entire way.
Might as well go for broke.
Adrenaline starts pumping again, and Ramon reaches behind him for Talia's hands. Grabbing her wrists, he hopes to squeeze hard enough to loosen her grip on the wire. Regardless of whether or not it works, the luchador takes a risk and bends forwards sharply, despite the wiring, to try and flip Talia over and into the ground. "Get... OFF OF ME!"
COMBATSYS: Ramon successfully hits Talia with Tiger Spin.
- Power hit! -
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Ramon 0/-------/-----==|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Talia
Ramon doesn't let up on his grip after the first throw, opting instead to repeat the technique, pulling Talia to her feet and falling backwards as he lifts her into the air, sending them both down back-first. Letting go of his foe and rolling to his feet, Ramon grabs Talia by the bottom of her chin and lifts her sharply. Setting her down on her feet, Ramon gives a sharp spin, "Tiger..." And pulls his arm back, avoiding her body and spinning once more, this time lashing out with his arm to lariat her straight back into the floor. "SPIN!"
While Talia secured the wire fairly quickly on passing Ramon, to the desired effect, she had only just managed to get ahold of her firearm with her other hand, when Ramon changed the rules of the situation substantially. A series of painful slams later, Talia takes all of the coherence she has left to stagger away from Ramon, somehow having maintained a hold on the bulky weapon throughout all of that. Once she's put a small amount of distance down, she crouches, and begins some deep yet controlled breathing. She needs to re-orient herself, and regain control of this situation. She /must/ regain control of the situation.
COMBATSYS: Talia gains composure.
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Ramon 0/-------/-----==|=======\=------\1 Talia
The fight's almost over, and Ramon can't give Talia anymore space. Ramon uses his good leg to close the distance in a few short leaps, zig-zagging in case she decides to open fire again. With his last leap, though, the luchador slips on a small pool of his blood from earlier, and basically goes flailing through the air like a retarded monkey.
COMBATSYS: Talia interrupts Flying Body Attack from Ramon with Spirit Touch.
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Ramon 0/-------/--=====|===----\-------\0 Talia
Talia actually closes her eyes for a short moment, recovering her personal control. You cannot control the situation unless you control yourself. Opening her eyes, she recovers her understanding of the situation, as you can't control what you don't understand. Talia sets the shotgun down on the floor next to her, taking one more deep breath as Ramon.. well, flails. She watches him for the remaining fraction of a second before she has to commit to action.. Then leaps. For the first time in the fight, Talia initiates an attack with no weapon on hand.
What follows isn't quite picked up on the cameras or by the official, as once again Talia has pushed herself to move faster than anything short of a trained fighter can follow.. And even then, it might be tricky. The end result, however, is of Talia placing her fingertips on a cluster of pressure points on Ramon's chest, and for the briefest of moments, she interferes with the beating of his heart, hoping that this will be enough to deter him from further fighting.
Of course, that doesn't keep one of Ramon's wild swings from knocking her aside immediately afterwards, and Talia ends up tumbling away.. But, be it by chance or design, she's landed next to her earlier lost weapon, the stainless steel staff.
With a series of sharp tinges similar to bullets hitting him, Ramon's unintentional assault is halted and he slides against the ground. Motionless for a moment, he suddenly jumps back to life, gasping for air and some sense of what just happened. Talia's almost down, now's his chance! Ramon pushes himself back to his feet and summons all of his energy, for he won't have much left after this. Ramon rushes his foe one last time, crouching near her and rising up, attempting to grab her by the throat and use the momentum to hurl her against the wall.
COMBATSYS: Talia blocks Ramon's Tiger Neck Chancery.
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Ramon 0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0 Talia
Talia has just picked up her staff when Ramon begins to head towards her. This time, when he charges, she doesn't attempt to get out of the way. Instead, she braces her position, and sets her weapon against her side, to help disperse some of the force of meeting the wall in an unfriendly way. Once there, she takes the most expedient method of deterring him from further violence by swinging the staff across the space between them, attempting to catch him across the jaw.
COMBATSYS: Talia successfully hits Ramon with Weapon Jab.
- Power hit! -
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Ramon 0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0 Talia
Ramon takes the blow, and the world starts to fade. But before he crashes down to the ground, he sends out one last attack. One last chance. He swings his arm towards Talia's neck, and finally collapses to the floor. But you can't say he didn't try.
COMBATSYS: Ramon can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Talia dodges Ramon's Arm Whip.
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Immediately after feeling the strike connect, Talia draws back her weapon, stepping slightly to the side to achieve a slightly more defensive position. Yet, even as he's going down, Ramon manages to lash out with that remarkably fast arm of his. Lacking many other options, Talia braces the staff against the floor, and simultaneously pushes off with it as she leaps away, diving into a tumble that ends in a defensive crouch. She remains there for a few moments, as she tries to decide whether or not Ramon is going to get back up; she's had a bad history with some people who refuse to stay unconscious.
Ramon doesn't move for a few seconds, eventually giving a slight cough, blood spilling from his mouth. He rolls over onto his stomach and spits up the rest of it, groaning. "You win, senorita." He says before weakly getting to his feet. Wiping at his mouth, he turns around and manages to smile brightly. "You did excellent. I hope you had as much fun as I did!" He says boldly, putting his hands on his hips and laughing a bit before he grabs at his chest. "Oooh, probably shouldn't do that..."
Talia looks at Ramon for another moment after he speaks, then she slowly stands and nods. She gestures to the official to bring in the medical team, then goes about slowly collecting her gear in silence as the medics do their thing. It's only after she has everything and is about to step out the door that she pauses, and considers her own bruisings. She remarks flatly, "You have strength. No tact, but you do have strength." And with that, she steps out.
COMBATSYS: Talia has ended the fight here.
Sitting on a desk, hands on his knees, Ramon starts to laugh loudly. "Gracias, Senorita! We'll have to do this again sometime, eh?" He calls out, waving with a big, genuine smile on his face. That's when his arm falls limp and he gives a sigh. "Not again."
Log created by Talia, and last modified on 19:14:12 03/06/2006.