Description: The Ikari Warrior and Kyokugen student face off against the Yata heiress and her former wrestler partner in jolly old London, England! The fight is close and the turnabout surprising! (Winner: Chizuru/Vyle)
Rewind two hours.
Clark is seated ajacent to Robert Garcia, courtesy to whom which both are currently travelling first class. Or more accurately, courtesy of Robert's father. In this promised land, the peanuts are honey roasted, weak booze is served, and the in-flight movie is...Grease. Don't ask why, it just is. Either someone upstairs has a sense of humor, or a bribe was slipped under the table. Anyway.
"I am so not fighting whats-her-face. I saw the tapes. That shield thing of hers is seriously bad news, and you have less to worry about it than I do." Clearly, the speaker is the Italian, and so saying he rips into another bag of peanuts. "The question, then, is how to ensure we get to fight our preferred opponents. There aren't any rules for that, right? I mean, we just walked up last time, said our hellos, got completely ignored, and started to rumble. Didn't work last time, and it's even more important this time." It's a perplexing predicament, to be sure. He's still musing over it with Clark as the plane touches down. It's after they've transferred to the limo that he gets The Idea. "What we need is an element of strategy. Maybe you should like...flatter her or something. You know, like you wanted the priviledge of dancing with her. Except it's the honor of fighting a respected opponent and all that jazz instead. THAT would work."
Being the big, quiet, and odd guy that he is (he never once removed his glasses and hat while on the plane), Clark has more or less sat and listened to Robert's comments and ideas for strategy, nodding occassionally, and even more occassionally adding a bit of wisdom to the young fighter's plans. It wasn't that he wasn't interested - quite the contrary, he approved of everything Robert had to say. Which was exactly why he wasn't saying anything. It wasn't necessary to. It's the last part, however. That very last part, while they're heading to the match up. "...Dance?" The big Ikari hadn't really shown much emotion 'til now. You know, some. It wasn't like he was a machine. Truly. But this was the first obvious sign of it, his eyebrows raising over his shades. "You want me to flatter... her...?" Though he doesn't actually look all that shocked, for the guy to be doing even this much was a sign he was a bit nervous about that. He'd been around the block a few times, sure. Seen his fair share of the taco, but this wasn't something he thought about a lot, to be honest. Clark takes a moment to settle himself, pondering over this, and just as the car stops at the location of the fight, he nods his head seriously. "Alright." He almost looks grim as he reaches for the door handle and opens the door, stepping out onto the sidewalk. He glances about at the location, which wasn't anything all that special, really. A park in London, specifically in the middle, where there was a raised stone dias, large enough for a score or two of people to stand upon and still have some stretching room, the middle of which was adorned with a statue of some person or another that rose roughly thirty feet into the air, the edges of the dias itself cut into stairs. Clark, hands in pockets, waits for Robert to get out of the limo, as well, and then heads on up with him to the dias, looking for their opponents.
They don't have to look too far, at least for one of their opponents. upon the stone dias, the more...unpredictable of the unlikely team is already going through his warm ups...if headbanging to loud techno-rock music is really considered 'warming up'. Paying no mind to the stares he gets as he bounces along the fighting area, he seems too oblivious to anything outside of his little personal zone.
"'Bout time you fools got here." Or not. Seems like he noticed his opponents plenty enough, despite his odd little opening exhibition. "So, are we gonna do this or what? Because I'd rather not wait this long to kick someone's ass."
Somehow, someway, Chizuru got to the stone dias first, if only to greet her partner on time, discuss matters prior to the match and get things sorted out ahead of time. Now the pair must wait...but they do not wait long.
Standing with slender arms folded across her chest, the lanky Yata heiress greets the newest arrivals, bowing her head politely and respectfully their way with a tiny smile on her thin lips. Once they're in earshot she opens her mouth and begins to introduce herself, but Vyle beats her to the punch, causing the woman to blink once, flush a bit and bow her head again.
"G-good afternoon gentlemen," she says politely, arms dropping from her chest to hang freely at her side. "Glad you could make it." There's little offered thereafter. Turning on her heels, the woman makes her way to the side, standing out of her teammate's way before she calls out.
"My partner will go first. Do your best, mister Vyle; and everyone!"
COMBATSYS: Chizuru has started a fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Vyle has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
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Vyle 0/-------/-------|
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Chizuru 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Clark has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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Vyle 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Robert has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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Vyle 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Robert
....Well, that was simple enough.
Robert thumbs to his partner, offering the priestess a grin and a coy wink. "Well, my friend here is a real big fan of yours, so I guess that means I'll be going first. A pity, I was REALLY looking forward to FIGHTING you." The emphasis on the words makes it readily apparent that there's some sarcasm involved here, and the Italian certainly isn't doing much to conceal it at this point. Clapping his team mate on the shoulder, Robert tightens his gloves at the wrist (like you didn't see that coming) as he advances towards Mr. Rock It Out. "Better watch yourself, pal. It might just be me who does all the kicking!"
That said, Robert bounds into the air bears down on Vyle at a diagonal, arms extended and mouth agape in an excruciatingly traditional jump kick. "Hien Ryuujin Kyaku!"
COMBATSYS: Vyle fails to counter Hien Ryuujin Kyaku from Robert with Antidote.
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Vyle 0/-------/--=====|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Robert
As the two reach the dias, Clark glances between the two. Okay, one punk kid, and - yeah, that must be her. Well, not that the genders gave it away or anything, but Chizuru's style was pretty definitive and what he'd heard of the woman was pretty, you know. Distinct. Ignoring the words from the punk, Clark suddenly takes a step forward, and points at Chizuru! He takes a deep breath... and... then... stops. What? Vyle and Robert were going first? Well, that made things more simple. Didn't it? "Uh..." he keeps his finger pointing at Chizuru for a moment, before he regains his composure, and then coughs lightly into his fist. "Uh, yeah. Nice to finally meet you..." he nods his head, and then... walks away as the battle starts to find a good place to sit and watch. Does he seem disappointed? Perhaps.
Well, it seems that Vyle's earlier confidence is...not very well placed. As the swift flying kick comes at the heel, he tries to catch Robert right out of the air and drop him down in some kind of slam...but alas, he's just too slow, and ends up taking the kick straight to the chest instead. "NGhh..." Knocked back to the further end of the dias, he pops up, hissing as he grabs at his chest. "You little...."
Pushing off of Vyle like a springboard, Robert flips back and lands lightly on his feet. "Ha! That's what I'm talking about." Thinking he percieves an opening in Vyle's stance, Robert quickly lunges forward to try and get a grip on his opponent's shirt. Should he get a sturdy enough grip, he'll try to his opponent over his shoulder and for a rough trip into the ground.
COMBATSYS: Vyle blocks Robert's Kubukiri Nage.
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Vyle 0/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Robert
Now this is more Vyle's style. While he's not able to completely avoid Robert's attempted toss, he does manage to lessen it's effectiveness, as he lands on his feet rather than on his back. "Alright, you had your fun, now it's my turn," Vyle snaps. Keeping his back to Robert, he tries to wrap his arms around the richy boy's head, then jump upward, hoping to flip back over Robert and drive the back of his head into the ground with a rough fall to the ground.
COMBATSYS: Robert just-defends Vyle's Medium Throw!
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Vyle 0/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Robert
Good ol' Kyokugen. When you see a trick you like, borrow it and make it better. While Robert blinks in astonishment when Vyle doesn't give him that satisfying "crunch" against the ground and instead elects to land sturdily on his feet, the Italian has enough of his wits left to quickly turn on his heels and plant his expensive Italian leathers firmly on the ground. The end result is Vyle bounding over Robert while he, similarly, does not get tipped over. This is the perfect opportunity for Garcia to thrust both palms forward as his opponent lands, orange chi igniting around them in the midst of tagging Vyle's stomach. "Ryuugeki KEN!"
COMBATSYS: Vyle slows Ryuugeki Ken from Robert with Venom Breath.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Robert
The fact that Robert managed to keep his feet steady was enough to set Vyle off kilter. The sudden burst of energy though was enough to truely catch him off guard. Eyes wide as the Ryuugeki Ken came out, Vyle tried to stop Robert in his tracks with a quick burst of his Venom Breath. However, it seems like it only ends up as fodder for the chi blast, what wasn't absorbed by his poison crashing into him dead on and sending him flying.
Combo time! Upon launching Vyle into the air, Robert breaks out into a biiiig grin when he spots the opportunity. Being a gambling man it's just too tempting, and he sprints forward to try and tag Vyle again before he can hit the ground, springing up off of his feet into a spiralling uppercut. "Take that!"
COMBATSYS: Vyle dodges Robert's Dragon Fang.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/-------|===----\-------\0 Robert
Vyle isn't stupid enough to stick around after that. As Robert dashes forward to try and uppercut the hell out of him, Vyle rolls out of the way, letting the Kyokugen fighter hit nothing but air. However, while it would be the perfect time to attack Robert...Vyle doesn't. Why? Because he's ALSO smart enough to realize when he's beaten up, and when he's outmatched. So he keeps rolling, somersaulting away until he's close enough to Chizuru. Once there, he unfurls, quickly snapping his hand toward hers before falling flat on his back, chest rising as he tried his best to catch a break.
COMBATSYS: Vyle drops his guard to recover.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/-------|===----\-------\0 Robert
COMBATSYS: Vyle takes no action.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/-------|===----\-------\0 Robert
The woman, who has been utterly silent for the past minutes, blinks as her teammate rolls forward and toward her, his intent obvious. With that in mind the Yata steps forward, holding her palm upward and out, allow him to tag her in. "You did your best!" she chimes, offering an encouraging smile and nod before she looks up and over toward the Kyokugen fighter. Her turn, huh?
Stepping forward, the Yata approaches the Italian fighter with an amicable smile, her head bowing politely as she moves in. "It would seem that you get your chance to fight me, mister Garcia," she states, sliding one foot forward and lifting an arm up and out, hand outstretched before her. "Please, do your very best. I'm very curious to see your potential!"
That said, Chizuru's eyes draw to a close, lips pulling into a thin line as she focuses on her energies, the wind about her picking up and tossing long black locks up and about her.
COMBATSYS: Chizuru gathers her will.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Robert
"...Hey, get back here, you! Let me try that again!"
Robert comes charging after Vyle fist at the ready, but his opponent is simply too agile for him to gain ground on and he eventually skids to a halt a few feet before Chizuru. Erk! "Well, err, hi there." The priestess greets him amicably, and the Italian pauses to scratch the back of his head. "Same to you I guess!" And then she closes her eyes, beginning to concentrate.
That's when the little horned Robert dressed in red and wearing cooler sunglasses than Clark appears on Robert's shoulder, and whispers something in his ear.
Robert looks to the left. Looks to the right. Yeah, people are watching him. Is he still going to do it?
Yup.
"Sorry.", Robert half-assedly apologizes as he backflips right in the face of the concentrating woman, trying to clock her a good one in the chin.
COMBATSYS: Chizuru blocks Robert's Ryuu Zanshou.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/--=====|===----\-------\0 Robert
As he gives his hello the priestess offers a pleasant smile and another bow of a nod, dark eyes cheerful as she issues a tiny wave. Hello indeed! She's glad to have the opportunity to see the skills of all sorts of fighters from across the globe. First the elder Kusanagi and his energetic Saikyo buddy, now the Italian Kyokugen student and his meaty Ikari teammate.
Her greeting is short-lived; moments after introducing herself the woman focuses her energy, letting her eyes draw shut as Robert debates whether or not he should or shouldn't take advantage of the woman's lack of assault. Clearly feeling adventurous, he makes his move!
...yet his foot meets only the palm of her hand, dark eyes snapping open and gazing thoughtfully at the man with a tiny smile. "No need to apologize," she explains before she moves swiftly, ducking low and sliding forward with a foot extended, to sweep Robert off his feet.
COMBATSYS: Chizuru successfully hits Robert with Cong Cong.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Robert
Robert is indeed, swept of his feet. And immediately he's mentally cursing himself for his hesitation. Dammit, she retroactively deserved it now! Buuut...that's in the past, and ever the opportunist, Robert is prepared to make the best of everything. Landing flat on his butt, the Italian Kyokugen rollrollrolls on his side away from Chizuru and hops up onto his feet. "It's on, now. Come and get it!", Robert cheerfully quips as he drops his elbows to his side, fists clenched as he takes his own turn on the ol' pressure cooker; the faintest hint of orange chi licks the air around the fighter as he focusses his own energies. Two can play at this.
COMBATSYS: Robert gathers his will.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1 Robert
Her foot slides and strikes true, slamming into the shins of the Kyokugen fighter and sending him crashing to his rear rather unceremoniously. Yet the woman remains as calm and patient as ever; following through, the woman uses her forward momentum and gracefully rises to her feet, assuming her particular--but a touch odd--stance once more. Patient eyes watch his movements closely, his threats seemingly rolling off and over her shoulders. Her response is little more than a small, pleasant smile.
Focusing his energies? Chizuru turns, looking around curiously before she wanders over to a stone park bench and, with a bit of effort, unearths the thing and spins a few times before she releases it, sending it screaming right at the poor Garcia scion.
COMBATSYS: Robert just-defends Chizuru's Random Weapon!
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1 Robert
Well, Robert was certainly expecting a counter assault, but certainly nothing like that. Luckily, he has the Rugal School of Improvised Projectiles to thank for his preparedness in this situation! Letting out a small roar of challenge, Garcia actually lunges forward, pictures Rugal's snide fat head right in front of him, and KICKS straight through the stone - leaving him to continue sailing right towards Chizuru, continuing into a spiralling series of alternating kicks. "Flying Whirlwind KICK!"
COMBATSYS: Chizuru dodges Robert's Flying Whirlwind Kick.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/=======|=======\=------\1 Robert
Up, up and away! Sending the stone park bench soaring through the air and aimed RIGHT for Garcia's chest, Chizuru comes to a stop, heels planting firmly into the earth as she looks up and narrows her dark eyes, peering intently at the young man. Much to her surprise, however, he blasts through the oncoming mass of stone, his kick snapping the remains in two, allowing him to continue forward to attack the Yata. Blinking once, she ducks low, long arms spreading out and wide as she kneels, letting him soar OVER her and land wherever he may. For a brief moment.
Rising to her feet in a graceful spin, Chizuru lifts an arm up overhead and comes down swiftly, to strike the man swiftly in the chest with her knife hand, followed through by the bulk of her baggy sleeve to leave a sting in her hand's wake.
COMBATSYS: Robert blocks Chizuru's Zheng Zheng.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 1/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1 Robert
Robert barely has time to land on his feet and swing around before Chiziru is already on him. Man, that woman does *not* waste time at all when she settles on a course of action. Raising his arms, Robert manages to time everything *juuuust* right to catch his opponent's wrist in mid-stab! ...Only to be smacked in the face by a high velocity sleeve. "...D-Dammit!"
Robert really wants to hit this girl now, this is getting a bit infuriating. Shifting to only gripping the wrist of the side he plans to strike on, he darts forward alongside the priestess to try and pop her with a twisting sideways punch. Right in the kisser.
COMBATSYS: Chizuru blocks Robert's Jab Punch.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 1/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1 Robert
Moving inward, Chizuru makes her attack, striking the man with her hand and ultimately following through with her sleeve, although the Italian is quick, catching her wrist mid-assault and preventing it from actually leaving a nasty mark. Still, the woman's expression remains ever so patient as she watches him closes, giving a tiny, apologetic smile as he utters his curse. Sorry!
His counterattack is seen an dealt with accordingly, His punch, aimed for her face, is met with a hand that swiftly rises, catching his fist in her palm before she issues a delicate shove of sorts, pulls away and ultimately steps back, dark eyes focusing intently on the man. She doesn't attack; instead she formulates a plan, keeping close eye on his every move.
COMBATSYS: Chizuru focuses on her next action.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 1/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1 Robert
Robert frowns. This is going nowhere. He's managed to defend himself admirably up until this point, but this is quickly going to become a war of attrition with him the clear user unless he formulates a strategy. Okay. Strategy, think. Think think think. She's watching him, which gives him ample opportunity to do just that. He offers a coy grin, waggling his eyebrows disarmingly, but patience and strategy seem to be this lady's game. He doubts it'll do much for him.
So far, Kyokugen replication has done him proud in this match, but how is he going to filch this trick? That patience and intuition of hers...that's what she's winning with so far, and she obviously has more experience than he in that particular field. So he doubts that's something he can improve on. Unless...unless...he combines Chizuru's strategy, with a trick from Old Man Takuma...perfect.
Facial features lighting up with self-pleasure, Robert flashes his pearly whites and begins concentrating as well. Less on strategy right now, and more on altering his mindset into something suiting the strategy he has in mind. Slow down, relax, read her moves...don't get frustrated.
COMBATSYS: Robert gathers his will.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 1/-------/=======|=======\======-\1 Robert
His gestures are met with a tiny lift of a single, thin brow, dark mocha-colored eyes peering thoughtfully at the young man before she simply smiles and shakes her head gently to and fro. Honestly! All that charming is getting him nowhere with the Yata heiress. Her patience is as endless as this fight, it seems. Still, Chizuru seems completely and utterly composed. And that seems to unsettle the poor Kyokugen fighter.
So he changes his tactics. Rather than press her he stands his ground, gathering his energies and otherwise trying to re-strategize his plan against the woman before him. Chizuru? Pursing her lips, the woman glances over her shoulder, toward where she broke the bench free of the park's ground. A few chunks remain, which ultimately draw her to them like a moth to flame. Hefting a particularly large chunk up, she steps forward and plants a foot before she spins and releases, sending that large block of cement aimed right for his chest. Read her moves? He can try!
COMBATSYS: Robert blocks Chizuru's Large Thrown Object.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 1/------=/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Robert
Not quite there yet. He knows it. Robert lifts his forearms and uses them to hammer the chunk of stone to the side, wincing as he does so, but that was still better than taking it in the face. There...now he's ready. Taking a deep breath, Robert relaxes his neck and stretches it slowly from side to side. Let's see just how far that patience of yours stretches, lady.
COMBATSYS: Robert focuses on his next action.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 1/------=/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Robert
The chunk of cement is dealt with, as expected. Lifting an arm up and knocking it out of midair, Chizuru sports a friendly smile as she bows her head respectfully to Robert. His tenacity is indeed impressive; he hasn't lost his cool yet, and he's keeping up considerably well.
tSill, the woman remains ever so patient. He stands and watches the woman, eyes intent and focused as she stands her ground--only briefly. Her movements are quick as she suddenly recoils, pulling back and drawing in her arm to her side before suddenly thrusting forward, long fingertips aimed for his midsection, laced with golden chi energy. Should it make contact the chi will erupt in a plume of gold, to send poor Robert flying back a short distance.
COMBATSYS: Chizuru successfully hits Robert with Reigi no Ishizue.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/------=|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Robert
Robert goes flying back alright. He tries to dart around it, but the pillar is just too huge for it. One would expect him to give it up at this point, but now....but, no, he just picks himself back up again, grinning smugly. Now, at last, he finally begins advancing on Chiziru, his stance not the usual bouncy and energetic one but evenly measured and patient. Not directly advancing, but he slowly circling her. Looking for something, apparently. Perhaps his sanity? Naaaah, left it at home tonight. The onlookers are getting rather annoyed at this point. What the hell is he doing?
COMBATSYS: Robert gathers his will.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/------=|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Robert
Her fingertips make contact with the man's gut, a burst of gold chi illuminating the immediate area of both fighters. As a result the poor man goes flying back, landing harshly before he rises to his feet again and stands, ready and waiting before he again gathers his energies. The woman blinks lightly, looking a bit confused before she simply smiles.
Clearly she takes a word of advice from Robert. Rather than attack him again she focuses her own energies, gathering her chi and pooling it within, dark eyes drawing to a close as she patiently waits. What the hell is SHE doing?
COMBATSYS: Chizuru gathers her will.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/--=====|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Robert
Still circling, yep. Waiting.
COMBATSYS: Robert gathers his will.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/--=====|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Robert
[OOC] Ash says, "... ON THE NEXT EPISODE OF DRAGON BAAAAAAAAALL ZEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! C_C"
[OOC] Robert says, "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. >_<"
...clearly Robert HAS lost his mind. Blinking as the man stands his ground STILL and makes no move, the Yata simply exhales, drawing her brown eyes shut. What on earth is the man doing? Rather than attack, however, she makes her way to the nearest trash receptacle and hurls it for him, much like the block of cement before. Again. Yes, again.
COMBATSYS: Robert overcomes Large Thrown Object from Chizuru with Haoh Sho Ko Ken.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\1 Robert
COMBATSYS: Chizuru reflects Haoh Sho Ko Ken from Robert with Tamayura no Shitsune.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\1 Robert
COMBATSYS: Robert slows Reflected Haoh Sho Ko Ken from Chizuru with Ryuugeki Ken.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\1 Robert
....Crap. Just, crap. She knows what he's trying, and while Robert would absolutely love to show up Takuma with a fancier counter blow than his little baby, she's got him pegged. He also knows better to try for a fireball counter, but...what has he got to lose at this point? The match? Good thing he started trying tor his trick sooner rather than later, because his team still has a chance. The trash can comes at Robert, and is unceremoneously blown aside by a Hoah Shou Kouken of frustration. And when it's reflected back at him? Robert thrusts his hands forward and cancels out the majority of his own chi with a Ryuugeki Ken, and in the end only ends up taking a minor fraction of the hurt that he had originally intended on Chizuru recieving. It stings, bad, but not enough to do more than knock him down on his duff. Look Chiziru, an opening!
All the while the Yata remains as calm and patient as before, dusky eyes watching the man carefully as he stands, resolute. Is he going to make his move? She'll try to encourage him to do little more than stand there by throwing MORE objects at him, much to her dismay. So a garbage can is chucked at him, sent screaming for the man's chest--only to be knocked aside by a large burst of energy sent her way. Blinking, her expression is clearly surprised, but not flustered.
With a swift motion the woman's long arm moves, coming down sharply just before the plume of orange energy can barrel into her. A burst of brilliant light erupts before her, sending the energy RIGHT back at him, doing minimal damage at best. Still, the woman remains collected, a tiny smile on her face.
Swiftly covering the distance between them, Chizuru hops forward, spinning mid-air. When she land her back is facing him--and a leg is coming out and forward, to slam him in the gut and send him falling back.
COMBATSYS: Chizuru successfully hits Robert with Cang Cang.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/--=====|=======\==-----\1 Robert
Robert is hamburger the next time he shows his face at the dojo. *Completely* unacceptable. Buuut...much like Vyle who came before him, Garcia has to know when he's outclassed. Unfortunately, that thought is occuring to him while he's on his duff, and football kicked back across the park. He does land right by Clark though, which is a small comfort! Picking himself back up with no small grimace, he dusts off his rump and turns his head to Chiziru. Soooo many things he could say. But at least, his expression turns into a gleeful smile again as he turns and claps his Ikari team mate on the shoulder. "I'll give you this lady, you've got style. But let's see how you fare against one of your fans. Get out there, Romeo!"
COMBATSYS: Robert drops his guard to recover.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/--=====|=======\==-----\1 Robert
COMBATSYS: Robert takes no action.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/--=====|=======\==-----\1 Robert
"Good fight," he says, and nods to Robert as the younger man claps him on the shoulder. Clark begins to raise to his feet up off the large rock he found nearby, when Robert's comments come to his ears. A slight pause, and he turns his head to look at the Italian. Not annoyance or anything like that, just more or less a questioning look. 'Romeo'? Then he shrugs, and straightens up, moving towards Chizuru. "You're pretty good," Clark says, and adopts his fighting stance. But not for long. Not waiting this time to sit back and analyze - he had a fair bit to do that while on the sidelines - he decides to test her defenses now, since he didn't feel Robert did that great of a job with it. So with that, he pushes off, and rushs towards Chizuru. Feet plant once he closes the gap, and he slides in the rest of the way, feet digging in as he twists his body, seeking to aim an elbow at Chizuru's middle, then if it hits, grab her by the shirt and the back of her head, and throw her roughly.
COMBATSYS: Chizuru blocks Clark's Combo Throw.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/-======|=======\==-----\1 Robert
The woman tilts her head to the side as the man rolls back and winds up near his teammate, her eyes curious as he pats his teammate on the shoulder. Is he tapping out? Clearly such is the case, though what Robert has to say earns him a nonplussed look from the Yata. Fan? What?
Bowing her head as Clark enters the 'ring,' Chizuru offers a friendly smile, nodding her head before she bows politely at the waist. His compliments are taken well, her expression kind as she regards him. "Thank you, and pleased to meet you, mister Steel. Do not hold back, okay?" And, that said, the woman ducks a touch as he rushes in, intent on slamming her in the gut with his elbow. Said elbow meets with an open palm, the woman's features wincing lightly before she smiles--
--and swiftly lifts a foot up from her side, to knee him in the side of his ribs and throw him off balance.
COMBATSYS: Chizuru successfully hits Clark with Light Kick.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|===----\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/-======|=======\==-----\1 Robert
He'll be the first to admit he didn't really like fighting girls... but they were still opponents, and so, there was no reason to hold back. Plus, this wasn't a fight to the death, so why not enjoy it, rather than worry about things like that? So no, he wasn't going to take it easy. Especially because he knew: this woman is a lot more skilled than he is. And that's demonstrated all the better by when she -catches- his elbow. Snap. His feet are in a bad way, however, in order to try and dodge the kick that is sent out, the knee digging into his ribs rather roughly, causing the big Ikari to shift away from her a little. But not for long. He turns, and rushes at the woman again, seeking to go low and hook his arm around the thigh of the leg that hadn't been raised to kick him, hoping to catch the foot that had the most weight on it and pull upwards, in order to lift Chizuru over his head, and then slam her back down onto the ground on her upper back roughly.
COMBATSYS: Chizuru dodges Clark's Strong Throw.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|==-----\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/-======|=======\==-----\1 Robert
Having said her piece, Chizuru is anything but talkative; at this point she's resigned herself to silence, instead focusing on the fight at hand and overcoming the obvious obstacles presented to her. Robert was good, and she won't underestimate his Ikari friend, either.
So when he attacks she catches it, shrugging her shoulders and ultimately shoving his arm aside, to shove him back and leave an opening. Seeing it, the woman's foot snaps out, striking Clark in the side and sending him staggering a way a bit. She's cautious; seeing his turn she readies herself, hopping up and otherwise moving OUT of his arm's way and to the side. With that in mind the woman lets her fingers go stiff, making a knife-hand before she swiftly comes down, to strike the prone Clark in the back before she steps back and away, still as silent as ever.
COMBATSYS: Chizuru successfully hits Clark with Strong Punch.
- Power hit! -
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|======-\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1 Robert
So he doesn't quite stumble when the attack is dodged, but neither is he put in a good position to do much of anything, really, when the woman decides to follow her dodge up with a strong - and how! - knife hand to his back. Hitting in just the right way where it puts a nice little crimp on your spine, which nearly makes Clark's legs go out. And if he hadn't of caught himself and stumbled a bit away, he probably would've fallen flat on his face. How emasculating. Turning in place, he makes a small show of straightening out his back and stretching a bit, lips twisting into kind of a grimace. Of course, he's not out yet... but to say that didn't hurt would be a mistake. Once he's done with this, he adopts his fighting stance again, and then focuses, letting out a breath, and drawing another in. Okay... let's try this again.
COMBATSYS: Clark focuses on his next action.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|======-\-------\0 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1 Robert
Her hand cuts sharply, striking Clark's backside with surprising force, sending the poor Ikari warrior stumbling forward and otherwise winded. Still, for all her success the look on Chizuru's face is anything but cocky or arrogant; she's neutral at best, thin lips pulled into a thin line that very nearly dares to be a frown as she steps back, letting Clark regain his composure.
Tilting her head a touch, the woman observes from her vantage point his next move, which consists of little more than him...standing there and staring at her from behind his dark shades. She tilts her head in a light bow, smiling softly before she darts forward, covering what distance is there swiftly and snapping a foot out in a side-kick maneuver for his ribs.
COMBATSYS: Chizuru successfully hits Clark with Light Kick.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|=======\=------\1 Clark
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Chizuru 1/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1 Robert
Clark's just standing there, that's true. But that's not all he's doing. He's watching her. Analyzing her moves. Studying how she... runs very fast, and whoa crap she's about to kick him again! His body moves reflexively, as if he were going to try something... but at the last minute, he stops, and instead seems to stand still, teeth gritting in preparation and... no. Ow. Not only was she fast, she was pretty strong to boot. The side kick impacts against his ribs, and he side-step shimmies a bit away from the foot, giving a stiffled grunt of pain at the attack. But still, he's not out! He needs to keep moving! And so, after recovering, he darts towards her - but then, just as he reaches her, performs a rolling turn, where he suddenly sidesteps, moving around to her back, while his footwork turns his body to be behind her. He then steps in, and attempts to take advantage of this 'feint' by slipping his arms around her waist... what's he going to do?
COMBATSYS: Clark successfully hits Chizuru with Super Argentine Backbreaker.
- Power hit! -
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|=======\===----\1 Clark
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Chizuru 1/----===/=======|=======\==-----\1 Robert
Grabbing ahold of her, he doesn't let go. He knows how fast she is! And in fact, while he's at it, he just goes ahead and takes what little room she has left, and lifts the woman off the ground with a 'hup!'. Then, she's literally just throwing into the air. No booyah this time, he's hurting and focused, here. Watching Chizuru's descent back to the ground, he grabs her again as she comes down, holding her above his head for the slightest of moments, and then uses the gained momentum of falling and his own strength to bend her over his shoulders roughly, and then lets her go, allowing her to fall to the ground. Of course, he's quick to jump forward and then turn again, putting up his hands and watching her. She wasn't out of this yet, either.
Try as Chizuru might to shrug off the attack, Clark's resolve proves greater and ultimately pierces her defense. Thus he snags the woman by her waist, hefting her up with a grip as sure as steel up and overhead before she descends, where he's quick to catch her and otherwise slam her painfully into the ground. Very painfully.
Wheezing softly, the woman rolls back onto the shoulder blades before she leaps forward, hopping swiftly to her feet and dusting her garments off. "Very good!" she praises, nodding her head softly before she...stands there, eyeing him. She didn't expect him to hit THAT hard. Has she started to underestimate the man, even subconsciously? Maybe.
COMBATSYS: Chizuru focuses on her next action.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|=======\===----\1 Clark
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Chizuru 1/----===/=======|=======\==-----\1 Robert
Well... seems like she might be taking him a bit more seriously, now. Not that that was necessarily a good thing, in this situation... but he'd just need to keep trying, wouldn't he? Yeah. So, when Chizuru seems to be just watching him, he's pretty sure he knows what that means. Fairly sure, anyway. And so, he presses the 'opening', feet sliding forward a moment before he breaks into a run, charging straight for her. His attack, however, might seem to be a bit odd when it's executed. Instead of trying to grapple her, he seems to... jump into the air, feet and hands extended foremost, seeking to topple her onto her back, grabbing her shirt while keeping his feet planted on her stomach, and then roll a short distance with her, before kicking her up and off of him.
COMBATSYS: Chizuru dodges Clark's Rolling Cradle.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|=======\==-----\1 Clark
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Chizuru 1/----===/=======|=======\==-----\1 Robert
She knows well just what the man's capable of if given the opportunity to get his hands on her. Thus when Clark comes charging, to snag the woman in his meaty mitts she swiftly moves a foot, drawing it to the side and ultimately dragging the rest of her body with her. A smooth, fluid side-step moves her just out of the way of his hands, leaving him with little more than empty air to grope.
She wastes no time, as usual. Leaping up into the air the woman lands behind him as he lands in the dirt. Her foot rises, a circular motion issued as she draws it up high and vertical before drawing it down very swiftly and very quickly, to slam him with the heel of her shoe.
COMBATSYS: Clark dodges Chizuru's Heavy Kick.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|=======\==-----\1 Clark
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Chizuru 1/----===/=======|=======\==-----\1 Robert
And so he goes sailing past. Yes, the attack probably could've looked more dignified, but it was a shot in the dark anyway. Besides, at least he doesn't fall straight on his face or anything! Instead, he tucks into a roll, going a short distance, before he manages to wear out his inertia, on his hands and feet... with his back to a rapidly approaching Chizuru. He notices her shadow, first off, which causes him to look back behind him, and see the rising foot. And it's all he can do to pitch his large body to the side, rolling a small distance away from Chizuru. He then hops up onto his feet smoothly, but instead of rising, he hopes to take advantage of the slight imbalance in Chizuru's step by doing a rising tackle with his shoulder, seeking to ram her in the side and shove her back a bit.
COMBATSYS: Chizuru dodges Clark's Fierce Punch.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|=======\==-----\1 Clark
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Chizuru 1/----===/=======|=======\==-----\1 Robert
Quicker than anticipated, the woman's heel comes down, striking nothing but the ground beneath her feet as her heel strikes it, leaving a small indent of sorts in its wake. Blinking, the woman recoils her leg, Chizuru's dark eyes shifting, moving from the small hole toward the massive Ikari, who makes his move swiftly at her without hesitating, using her imbalance and recovery to his advantage. She is, however, swift--with a push of her feet she hops back, distancing herself a ways away, lips pulling into a thin line.
She doesn't hesitate, like usual. Drawing her eyes momentarily closed, the woman suddenly rushes forward, closing in on the Ikari with relentlessness, long arms whipping and waving about in a series of intricate, dance-like motions intent on pummeling the poor man into next Tuesday before she blinks out of existence.
Her doppelganger, anyway.
[OOC] Clark | 1. Sanrai no Fujin - Physical Beatdown - (Chizuru) [D:GAME] [B:OVER] [E:MAN]
COMBATSYS: Chizuru successfully hits Clark with Sanrai no Fujin.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/----===|=======\==-----\1 Robert
Well, that wasn't very good. Feeling nothing but the air, Clark is a little worried. And perhaps rightfully so! Regaining his footing, he twists his body in order to look where Chizuru is... and sees... two of her? No, that must've just been some trick of his eyes. But regardless of that, he tries to swap his feet around so he's facing the woman... just in time to get a face full of fist. Further punches rain down upon him, and he's forced backwards a few steps, crying out or grunting in pain with each impact, until he's finally just collapsing on the ground, seemingly very dazed. And wounded. And - pain. Ow. Clark is very still even after the graceful but punishing series of blows is finished, the only motion his breathing heavily. And then... he does move. His arm lifts... and it looks like... maybe he's going to try and push himself up? ...No. No. He's waving the hand now. "R-Robert... if you'd be so kind..." and with that, his hand falls flat, lying still again for a bit as he rests.
COMBATSYS: Clark drops his guard to recover.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/----===|=======\==-----\1 Robert
COMBATSYS: Clark takes no action.
Robert withdraws his hands from his slacks as he closes the few paces towards Clark, leaning down to tag him on the back of the hand. "I'll try to do better this time." Continuing past his companion who so desperately needs rest, Robert comes to flatly regard Chizuru once more, with a very...level glance. Not an entirely happy, complimentary, or satisfied one. With a small exhale of resignation, the Kyokugen fighter lifts his arms into his usual stance. "Guess it's do or die." What his expression doesn't betray is a thinly concealed hope. The woman didn't look like she took that one blow well at all...so maybe it's just a matter of clocking her for a good one. Easier said than done, but persistance and bullheadedness might pay off!
Garcia bounds into the air again, coming at Chizuru with what seems to be the Hien Ryuujin Kyaku he used on Vyle earlier...only to deviate at the last moment into a series of alternating kicks.
COMBATSYS: Robert successfully hits Chizuru with Flying Whirlwind Kick.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/--=====|=======\===----\1 Robert
Tagged back in, Chizuru watches as the Kyokugen fighter steps up to the plate and ultimately reenters the 'ring.' She nods once, a polite, respectful bow issued as she smiles, greeting the man once more as she holds her stance. Tilting her head a touch, she keeps a close eye on him...until he moves.
Try as she might, he's faster than he appears. Her feet fail her and the result is his kick striking her repeatedly, knocking the woman back. She shakes her head softly, rubbing the point of impact lightly before she moves swiftly, stepping in and lifting her arms up before she steps around and draws them swiftly down, to strike Robert harshly at the backs of his knees.
COMBATSYS: Robert blocks Chizuru's Reigetsu.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Clark
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Chizuru 0/-------/-======|=======\====---\1 Robert
...Yes! Success! ALRIGHT! A familiar thrill of satisfaction courses through his body as that series of kicks connect. He can still win this! He can still...land on his butt?! Chizuru is a sneaky one alright, and it's quite a bit harder to remain on sturdy footing than his little encounter with Vyle earlier, but that doesn't mean he'll play fair about it! As Robert's eyes bulge and the Italian starts careening backwards, his hand darts toward the form of Chiziru alongside him, grabbing a fistfull of the front of her dress and utilizing it to stabilize himself from complete collapse onto his back!
And what's more, if she isn't careful, she'll be the one who ends up on the ground instead, as it's with no small amount of spiteful glee that the Italian tries to give the garment a forceful /*yank*/.
COMBATSYS: Chizuru interrupts Kubukiri Nage from Robert with Tenjin no Kotowari.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Clark
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Chizuru 1/-------/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Robert
For all her effort the woman's attack is met with slight resistance, Robert's footing not failing him as her arms crash into his knees. When his eyes shift to catch a glimpse of the woman as he reels back he lashes out to snag her dress and not fall on his rear. Her dark eyes flicker, eyeing that fistful of white he has in his grasp before she blinks owlishly, snapping her eyes back up to him.
It's when he tries to yank her off the ground and hurl her that she suddenly moves in a fashion that's very...unique. Her form suddenly moves, rising up in a twirling motion as she thrusts a hand up, slamming the palm sharply into the underside of his chin...as the REAL Chizuru takes steps back and away, sure to keep her eyes focused on Robert.
Pain. Massive...amounts...of pain. Robert tastes blood from that one, nearly biting off the tip of his frelling tongue with the sheer force and precision of the move his head rocks back with the impact, the sudden jolt making his head swim, but not so much that it drowns out what his inner brat screams for right now. Revenge. Screw victory at this point, right now he just wants to...HURT Chizuru. Not because he hates her or anything, but because he's in a world of it himself at the moment, and without having barely returned the favor.
At first it looks like he's going down for the count, slowly swaying further backwards as if gravity was suddenly welcoming him into its embrace...but with a sudden snarl, the Dragon of Extremes hurls his weight forward with one single purpose in mind: HUMAN SANDBAG. WAGE!!!!
COMBATSYS: Chizuru dodges Robert's Ryuuko Ranbu.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Clark
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Chizuru 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Robert
Ascending with swift precision, the woman's attack strikes the underside of his skull, rocketing poor Robert high into the air as the false Chizuru winks out of existence. The real Chizuru continues stepping back, a long, slender arm held out before her, palm facing Robert as he crashes into the soft soil beneath him. A sympathy wince is given, the woman's features a touch regretful as she stands her ground. She doesn't LIKE hurting people a lot, but if given the chance he'd probably want to hurt her.
Which is exactly what he WANTS to do. He moves suddenly, bolting forward and closing in on the woman as she stands there, watching. Yet as he lashes out with the first attack she swiftly steps aside, her speed considerable as she moves out of harm's way. Once the coast is clear the woman leaps forward, rising into the air and twisting her body, snapping a foot out to smack Robert cleanly in the shoulders and send him to the ground.
COMBATSYS: Robert blocks Chizuru's Light Kick.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Clark
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Chizuru 1/------=/=======|=====--\-------\0 Robert
Unfortunately, attacking with anger is rarely as productive as your aching body tells you it'll be. As considerable as the charging Kyokugen's speed is, Chizuru's is once more the superior of the two...but as fast as the woman's defense might be, her offensive agility remains somewhat lacking in comparison. At least from the Italian's perspective, and he's by no means slow on his feet. Feeling the air whishing towards his head, the Italian ducks downward with raised arms and manages to trap the woman's heel in the crevice between his neck and shoulder. His head rings as the residual force of the kick lightly raps against the side of his head, but not enough to stall his decided course of action: still clutching her leg, the fighter lifts one leg with the intention of driving his foot right back into her with a powerful reverse mule kick.
COMBATSYS: Robert successfully hits Chizuru with Ryuuhan Shuu.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Clark
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Chizuru 1/----===/=======|======-\-------\0 Robert
Her kick lands, but not in a fashion she so wished. Thus the woman offers a small grin before she recoils her foot--or attempts to, at least. Her leg meets resistance, the woman's eyes widening a touch as her eyes catch sight of him holding onto it. Moments later his other leg drives up and smacks the woman cleanly into her gut, forcing her to stagger back and away and catch her breath.
Yet she doesn't stop staggering. Instead she reaches her partner at the sides, a delicate hand resting softly on his shoulder as she says, softly, "Your turn, mister Vyle. Do your best, okay?"
COMBATSYS: Chizuru drops her guard to recover.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Clark
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Chizuru 1/----===/=======|======-\-------\0 Robert
COMBATSYS: Chizuru takes no action.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Clark
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Chizuru 1/----===/=======|======-\-------\0 Robert
Having gotten more than enough time to get his breath back, Vyle watches Chizuru come after him after the furious display of the last few minutes. He has a rather smug smile on his face after seeing how battered Robert is. As Chizu tags him in, he chuckles. "Oh, please..." Vyle says with a snort. Of course he'd be more confident after SHE did most of the work.
Wasting no time, Vyle charges in, cackling like mad. "Here comes pain, grease monkey!" he shouts, leaping at Robert. He doesn't really do much technically. He just...kind of tries to grab onto Mr. Garcia's head and fling him down onto his back by that ponytail of his.
COMBATSYS: Vyle successfully hits Robert with Fast Throw.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Clark
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Chizuru 1/----===/=======|=======\-------\0 Robert
He's winning! He's winning!! He's...oh, hell. Sad as the situation is, Robert simply is no match for a decently rested fighter. Teeth bared as his hair is painfully yanked, he's rather unceremoneously dropped to the ground. This time it really does look like Garcia is down for the count. After all of that, he has no sound reason to be on his feet.
But...sure enough...he stands up again. With a shaky step at that, but no certain amount of ire in the set of his jaw. "Save it for someone you can beat with your own strength, punk."
With that, Garcia throws the last of his adrenaline rush into a gleaming, chi-laced, sidewinder of a jaw-breaker. $%$#%^$^%$%^%$
COMBATSYS: Robert can no longer fight.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Clark
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COMBATSYS: Vyle dodges Robert's Ryuugeki Ken.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Clark
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Upon landing, Vyle simply dances like he just won a gold medal or something, manically waving his arms as he stampedes in place. "HAHAHAHA! SUCKER!" he shouts, hopping back, pleased with himself. However, when Robert steps back up for one final blast, he groans. "Well, *#%&&..." Still, the attack is unfocused enough that Vyle is able to drop low beneath it and somersault roll away from it. "Hah! Sucker!" he shouts, beating his chest with both fists before turning around, a wide grin tossed Clark's way. "Now you...you get to taste the Venom!" he proclaims, dropping into a low crouch and beckoning Clark with both his hands.
COMBATSYS: Vyle drops his guard to recover.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Clark
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COMBATSYS: Vyle takes no action.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Clark
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Chizuru 1/----===/=======|
Hm? Robert lost? Oh. Well, that's okay. Having decently rested himself by... lying there, Clark is ready to get back into the action. His legs raise up, and then down, with his whole body following him as he kips up to his feet impressively. He performs some small stretches, craning his head around a bit, and then looks to Vyle. "Looks like I'm the only one left..." he says, and then adopts his fighting stance. "Should be fun." With that, he... stands still, all dramatically and such. Or something. He hadn't really gotten a chance to see what Vyle could do... he saw some kind of odd reliance on something other than his own fists, but wasn't quite sure what. So he was gonna wait this one out. This would require a bit more tactical thought that with Chizuru... maybe.
COMBATSYS: Clark focuses on his next action.
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Vyle snorting as Clark seems to just hold back, Vyle decides to go in straight and quick, hoping to use his speed to set the Ikari on his heels from the get go. "Only if you're the masochistic sort," Vyle says with a nasty grin, sprinting toward Clark. Leaping into the air, he twists about before trying to lock his legs around the sides of the grappler's head, hoping to flip back and send him flying with his own personal version of the hurricanrana.
COMBATSYS: Clark dodges Vyle's Viper's Coil.
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Vyle 1/----===/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Clark
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Hold back? Hardly. He's reading the fighter's moves, actually, and it seems he's doing a good job of it, as well. As the other man launches towards him, Clark tenses a moment, and then... just sidesteps, the attack missing entirely. Not one to leave an opening go unabused, the big Ikari steps in towards Vyle, and then launches a series of rapid, too fast to follow attacks upon the man, his fist leaving a clear trail of light blue in the air as it ripples through the air, raining down pain. Hopefully.
COMBATSYS: Vyle endures Clark's Vulcan Punch.
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Damn...he dodged it? Well, that's not good news for Vyle, as he's left flying with no way to really catch himself. He lands alright, but it takes him off balance enough that there's no real way for him to avoid the larger man's follow up attack. But...that's fine by him, really. Because right now, Vyle just wants to hurt someone, even if it means letting himself get hurt in the process. Charging through, Vyle ends up catching the Vulcan Punches straight on, his frailer body getting visibly hammered. "GHAAHAHGHGHAHGHGHGH..." Still, he persists, like a madman, until he reaches through the barrage, trying to lock hold of Clark's arm and set it up in an arm bar. If he can manage it, anyways...
COMBATSYS: Clark blocks Vyle's Deviant's Rhythm.
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With the armbar applied, Vyle quickly snaps into action. Leaping up, the rudo tries to swing one of his legs up to drive his knee into Clark's neck. The other swings around, hoping to smash the heel into his back. With the momentum of his twist, Vyle seems to be trying to take Clark down onto his back...but did it work?
His arm is easily caught, given how his opponent trying to go through the attack to reach him. But as the man seeks to follow the armbar up, Clark's other hand raises, and 'catches' the knee, not quite completely blocking it, but at least softening the blow - the back of his gloved hand is much softer than Vyle's knee, after all. The twist is foiled, however, as Clark himself begins to move, hand grabbing onto the knee, and his arm trying to overcome Vyle's lock simply by force, in order to lift the man up and over his head, and then, bending his body over backwards, the Ikari attempts to slam Vyle roughly into the ground.
COMBATSYS: Vyle counters Strong Throw from Clark with Relapse.
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Alas, Vyle can't seem to bring his new big move to bear as Clark stops the knee from gaining purchase on the bigger Ikari. "Dammit," he snaps, his knee grabbed and the arm locked overcame. However, when Clark tries to pull him overhead...well, that's when it all goes wrong. Dropping backward himself, Vyle manages to lift his other leg up and, using the added momentum, tosses Clark up into the air with a hard shove of his legs. Flipping over to his feet once the big man is airborne, Vyle leaps in after him. Catching him on the way down, Vyle locks Clark into a suplex set up the shaded man should know well enough (considering Ralf uses it as well). Driving Clark into the ground on the fall right onto his head with the Northern Lights Bomb variation, Vyle releases and rolls away, having expended quite a bit on that move.
Now, that's how it's done. Sure, it hurt, but man, how long has it been since Clark got into a good ol' fashioned grapple match? Kicked into the air as his opponent's momentum overcomes his strength, for Clark had no leverage there, the man is then grabbed and slammed in a familiar move, roughly impacting against the ground with a growled grunt of pain. Taking just a moment to recover, the big Ikari finally does get up, rolling to his side and then pushing himself up quickly. He turns, and then moves to rush at Vyle as the man seems to be in the midst of recovering, himself. Closing the gap quickly, he aims a stiff kick to his opponent's middle. Should that connect, he'll step forward, duck, and then uppercut Vyle straight on the chin, then grab him, and powerbomb him straight into the ground.
COMBATSYS: Vyle blocks Clark's Combo Throw.
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As expended as Vyle was, it's a miracle he was able to catch Clark readying his combination. And while he's not able to stop the kick that sends him doubling over, nor the uppercut to his chin, he's able to backpedal far away enough to avoid getting bombed down. Of course, having retreated as far as he has, he's in no position to attack...so he just decides to get a breather here. "Damn..."
COMBATSYS: Vyle gains composure.
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Watching as Vyle backpedals quickly, Clark... oddly doesn't give chase. Instead, he takes his own breather. In a way. He stands straight up, and folds his arms over his chest. Despite the bit of sweat he's got going on, and the kind-of labored breath, he actually looks for all intents and purposes, composed. Standing like this, he cocks his head to the side, and decides on a course of action. "Hard to fight on your own, isn't it? I was beaten badly by your partner, and you were hoping to ride the coattails. Shame you're not even half the fighter Miss Chizuru is." And then he waits.
COMBATSYS: Clark focuses on his next action.
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Vyle growls at Clark. While the comment rings true...it's hard for him to accept. "Nghh...oh, really? How about we see how that is, huh?" he snaps. Charging forward again, as he's want to do, he flies at Clark, trying to give the bigger man a simple, standard wrestling-style drop kick right to the face.
COMBATSYS: Clark fails to interrupt Light Kick from Vyle with Running Three.
- Power hit! -
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Yeah, so he prepared it. And he focused. He was perhaps a bit too focused, however, because he was expecting to stoke Vyle's anger a bit more than just earning a simple drop kick. Something heavier, you know. But no, Vyle just went for the simple satisfaction of kicking Clark in the face, and so when the big man unfolds his arms, and seems to rush towards -Vyle-, as well, the attack isn't what he's expecting, and so... ends up with a face full of boot. Staggering backwards with a growl of pain, Clark shakes his head... and... removes his shades? It's true, he actually pulls them off, and drops them on the ground. Though the bill of the hat obscures his eyes, it's evident there's blood on his face now. But don't despair! With a motion, the Ikari moves a hand to the inner pocket of his flak jacket, pulling forth a new pair. He then settles them on his face, and then looks back to Vyle. "Not bad."
Vyle grins at Clark, flipping off the man's face as he scores the drop kick. "Heh...bit off more than you could chew, huh, punk?" he says with a cackle. "And don't think a new pair of shades will help you none!" he shouts. He then charges at Clark again, leaping into the air as he seems to ready for another manic attack like he had been using for most of the match. Won't clark be surprised when the rudo simply lands right in front of the other man...and sprays out a giant green chi-charged mist right into his shaded face. While it may seem like your standard poison mist...it'll sting quite a bit differently...
COMBATSYS: Vyle successfully hits Clark with True Venom.
- Power hit! -
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What th-- a big green chi-charged mist envelopes him, and of course Clark's first thought is to dodge, but... how can he? It's such a surprise attack that he simply can't do it. And then the mist is around him, and... wow, he's never really felt a full body rash before. Because that's much like what it is. As well as burning. There is that. His arms come up and he makes a 'blocking' motion, even if there's nothing to block against... and then he's running forward. "D-damnit!" He grumbles, and then surges towards Vyle... what's he up to? Well, if his arm moving out in what looks like a kind of clothesline manuever is any indication... something, at least.
COMBATSYS: Vyle counters Running Three from Clark with Antidote.
- Power hit! -
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Oh no...the momentum is on VYLE'S side now. Not on Clark's. And Vyle's not about to let some two-bit wrestling WANNABE show him up now that he's got the groove going. He's on his rhythm. And it shows, as once Clark charges in to try and clothesline him it seems. Vyle ducks away, tossing his arm out to catch Clark across the chest as his own arm swings for the rudo. "WRONG ANSWER, JACKASS!" he shouts, lifting Clark up in what seems like an Exploder suplex set up...until he drops down onto his butt, swinging Clark back down to let the Ikari's chin collide with a rattling impact onto the smaller man's shoulder.
Well, that didn't work out as well as he'd hoped. Probably didn't see the man ducking simply because he was more preoccupied with the burning over his entire body. But regardless, he ends up in the air, and then slammed down onto the other man's shoulder, chin first. His teeth give an audible and loud click together, and his eyes go entirely unfocused, a rather pitiful sounding grunt being issued forth as his breath is knocked from him. Still, there's just that little, tiny bit of energy left. Clark's fist raises up and rears back. Gasping a bit, he says, "False confidence is the ruiner of men." And with that, he attempts a point blank, single version of the attack he used earlier, a single punch blurred with a blue streak of energy aimed at Vlye's chest.
COMBATSYS: Clark can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Vyle dodges Clark's Vulcan Punch.
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Vyle still ends up on top, however, as the punch, despite being thrown out at point blank, is quickly avoided, the wrestler diving out of the way before he's hammered again. Once he's cleared, he grins, looking down at Clark, attemping to shove him with the toe of his foot. "Looks like we win...punk," he snaps, snapping his finger toward Chizuru. That's about as much of a 'congrats' she'll get out of him.
COMBATSYS: Vyle has left the fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Chizuru has ended the fight here.
Log created by Chizuru, and last modified on 04:58:34 03/15/2006.