Description: The Bernstein heir takes on the Orochi enforcer, with violent and bloody results. An ultimate lesson in dirty pool, and getting stabbed. (Winner: Yamazaki)
The new expansions to the freeway linking Southtown with the rest of Japan has been in the news for some time now. Nothing especially exciting... new traffic patterns, faster roads with more lanes, a new bypass for reaching certain parts of the sprawlnig metropolis... things that any Tokyo speedfreak would love. Today, though, a broad section of half finished overpass carries more interest for fight fans than for motorists. Skeletal scaffolding etches the edges of the half-finished bridge on either side of the broad gap in the middle, the towering side-section currently hosting a carefully moderated number of spectators, who gather around the eight lanes of divided asphalt with a hushed measure of expectation and excitement.
The young Bernstein arrives in style, speeding up the otherwise closed highway mounted atop a sleek, silver and black sportbike. A high-performance, late-model BMW, for the afficianado. It's slightly different than his previous bike, but barely perceptibly... so if you're watching this, Mike Bison, you fail to deny him transportation! It's good to be rich. A squeel of rubber calls shrilly into the evening air as Adelheid pulls up short, on the outskirts of the 'arena'. The BMW's kickstand is knocked down, as the platinum blonde drags the jet-black helmet from his head, his hair falling free in a tousled and crowd-pleasing fashion. Dismounting, the young Bernstein strides into the midst of one set of traffic lanes, dressed not unlike his motorcycle... black leather, head to booted foot. The bodysuit etched with a matte edge of silver along the breast.
A light smile comes to his face... Yamazaki. The man has a reputation in the underworld, and not a nice one. Adelheid's thoughts turn inward, readying himself for the challenge at hand... he has a fair number of points on the line, but for him it's not about the 'score'.... it's about the fight itself. To see a beast like this in action should be enlightening, whichever of them winds up hurting for it. Most likely both. Cue the return of that calm, pensive smirk as he awaits his opponent, oblivious to the crowd.
Ah, it's good to be rich, indeed. In a sharp contrast from the way that Adelheid arrived, his opponent has decided to roll up in a rather sleek-looking black town car. There's a shrill honking of the car's horn to make the crowd clear a path straight up to the ring, having to honk every few seconds until the sea of onlookers finally parts. When the driver's-side door opens, it's not Ryuji Yamazaki that steps out, but an older gentleman, grey-haired, in a rather dapper-looking suit. The driver walks around the car and to the back, promptly opening up the back-right door. It takes a few moments before the person inside finally steps out.
It's his first official 'match' since the time that he spent away, and he's decided to dress for the occasion. His favorite white fur coat is draped across his shoulders, gold around his neck and on his wrists and fingers. One would almost think that Yamazaki was taking tips on dressing up from Mr. Big. The sunglasses are perched on his nose, right above a smirk that curls one side of his lips. The blonde Yakuza thug steps away from the car, but not before exchanging money with the driver. "Stay here. I'll be waiting for my ride home." The driver nods, and returns to the car while Ryuji steps over to the other side of what's been designated the ring. He folds his arms over his shoulders, smirk still present while one hand fishes out a pack of cigarettes, and the other grabs for a lighter. One cigarette is pulled free and lit, then placed between his lips before everything else is put away. Then, he just looks over to Adelheld. Right hand turns palm-up with fingers still holding the cigarette as he makes the 'bring-it' motion.
COMBATSYS: Yamazaki has started a fight here.
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Yamazaki 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Adelheid has joined the fight here.
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Adelheid 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Yamazaki
Classy. Adelheid's not exactly /surprised/ Yamazaki is showing up in VIP style. As mentioned, the guy does have a reputation. People with that kind of rep, well... being rich is good, no? Adelheid's relaxed, yet alert and thoughtful expression varies little as Yamazaki arrives, the young Bernstein studying the enforcer intently, analytically considering the motions Ryuji takes in exiting the vehicle, and joining the battle.
The exchange is wordless, the platinum blonde simply considering the killer as the cigarette is lit, the motion given, the pose struck. The image might be intimidating to some... Yamazaki is certainly far /bigger/ than Adelheid, the lithely muscled sixteen year old lacking his father's imposing physique. For Adel, however, it's just one more factor to note... one more thing he'll need to counteract to succeed in this battle. His smile fades as he's invited to bring it, and that's just what Adelheid strives to do. His booted feet leave the ground in a blurring flash, a sidelong leap along the ground, that sees him flanking sharply in on Yamazaki as he touches down, the charge culminating in a weaving grab for the Orochi man's fine fur coat, accompanied by a sudden, violent twist counterclockwise. Quite simply, Bernstein uses the leverage and power in his deceptively lithe arms to seek to plant the enforcer face-first into the asphalt, courtesy of a destabilizing slam, and bootheel to Ryuji's shin.
COMBATSYS: Yamazaki endures Adelheid's Quick Throw.
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Adelheid 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Yamazaki
There's a deep inhaling of cigarette smoke as he watches the Bernstein boy watching him right back, then his head dips back before a thick, black cloud of smoke is exhaled over his head. The cigarette is placed back between his lips, then, and he looks back down just in time to watch Adelheid barreling right at him. Somewhere between his standing position and the ground, his arms cross over his face, and he lets his forearms and stomach absorb the brunt of the blow as he's slammed into the concrete. He uncrosses his arms, after a moment, and slowly staaaaands back up, taking a moment to stretch out once he's back to his full height. "Alright. That's your one shot."
This much is said in mid-stretch, and as the stretch ends... it looks like all life has just up and left Yamazaki's left arm. His right hand has already managed to nestle itself into its pocket, and his left arm just dangles as if it were nothing but dead weight. He cocks his shoulder down a little, and mumbles something incoherent under his breath for a moment longer before the life returns to the dead limb in what'd be a blur of motion to an onlooker's eye. He snaps that arm up, and it almost looks like it extends beyond normal capacity as he aims to crack Adelheid right across the side of the face with the back of his leather-clad left hand.
COMBATSYS: Yamazaki successfully hits Adelheid with Snake Tamer.
- Power hit! -
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Adelheid 0/-------/--=====|===----\-------\0 Yamazaki
His one hit, eh? Adelheid somehow doubts it, but... Yamazaki certainly doesn't make it easy, right off the bat. The platinum blonde's arms raise, but that blurring hand slips right past his attempt at a guard, slamming Adel soundly in the head, a spray of blood spattering from his scalp on his quick trip to the ground, landing on his back with a pronounced exhalation of the air in his lungs. He doesn't stay on his back, however, immediately rolling backwards, coming up in a crouch further from Yamazaki, a deep breath drawn to replace what he's lost. Brutal.
Dark eyes narrow on the hitman, and he's definitely got his confirmation on being outclassed in terms of raw strength. It doesn't inspire him to hesitate, however, a gloved hand dropping to his side, and coming up with one of the orange roadcones outlying the 'arena'. With a mild smirk, the unwieldy mass of hard plastic is sent hurtling end over end at Ryuji.
COMBATSYS: Yamazaki blocks Adelheid's Thrown Object.
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Adelheid 0/-------/--=====|===----\-------\0 Yamazaki
Once his hand has retracted and his arm resumes its normal dimensions, Yamazaki brings his hand up to eye the glove covering his hand. He eyes the speck of blood on it, then licks it right the hell off. That hand then clenches into a fist, squeezing hard enough to pop his knuckles while Adelheid gets back up to his feet. ... then.. wait, is that a.. his arms come up, swatting the road cone out of the air as the smirk leaves Ryuji's face. He's being attacked with plastic? That's just not right.
Once the orange plastic cone has skittered out of the way, it's Yamazaki's turn to see what he can come up with. He reaches off to one side, and grabs one of the construction workers that's attempting to get his job done amidst the hubbub of the Neo League fight. "Hey! Put me down, damn it!" Said construction worker is ignored, and is summarily flung by the Yakuza thug.
COMBATSYS: Yamazaki successfully hits Adelheid with Large Thrown Object.
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Adelheid 1/------=/=======|====---\-------\0 Yamazaki
What the... when the bystander is lofted and hurled into the fray, Adel's careful planning and positioning is shot to hell. Sure, he could rip the guy apart with a gust of chi, as was his intent for Yamazaki, but... that's not the platinum blonde's style, apparently, because instead he tries to scramble out of the way all last-minute like, which just results in him landing with the construction worker in a heap, the bystander's limbs snapping in several places from the sheer /force/ of his flight. Yea, Ken Masters is going to /love/ Yamazaki for this. Flailing free, Adelheid extricates himself from the broken, groaning worker, as the crowd shrieks and several rush in around the injured man. The officials look rather angry, but before they can call the fight, said gust of chi is racing back for Yamazaki.
As Adel rises, his right foot snaps around, the platinum blonde righting himself with a slight aerial leap, and sending a waist-high blast of shearing, silvery wind chi racing across the highway, the tumultuous edge of raw energy seeking to consume the Orochi man in a punishing gale.
COMBATSYS: Yamazaki fails to reflect Reppukyaku from Adelheid with Bai Gaeshi.
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Adelheid 1/------=/=======|=====--\-------\0 Yamazaki
Feh, officials. Always some idiot in a suit looking to ruin his fun. He wouldn't have listened if they were to tell him to stop, but his opponent decides to just keep on going anyway, much to his amusement. His eyes narrow as Adelheid takes to the air, and Yamazaki straightens up right before his left hand starts to coalesce with a thick, purplish vapor. Right as the chi is about to smack him dead in the face, that arm snaps up and absorbs the energy into that purple vapor. For a moment, it looks like all is well with the Yakuza thug, right before his entire left arm explodes in a mix of purple and silver, and Ryuji staggers back a couple steps with a choked-off, "Goddammit!" He takes another step back, shaking his left hand out with a scowl wiping the smirk from his lips.
While the arms race is certainly interesting, in its way, apparently Adelheid is done building up his stockpiles, because in the wake of the impressive wave of raw energy, the young Bernstein charges. Nearly as fast as the blast itself, the platinum blonde closes on the staggering Yamazaki, rushing in low, a simple palm-strike launched out to his side with a sudden feinting twist, throwing his entire angle of approach if he were going to try to overpower the Orochi-powered hitman, but... that's not his intent at all.
With the sudden shift aside rather than in, and that palm thrust up in Yamazaki's grill, a second, sudden outpouring of chi comes to the fore, a swirling shield forged before that outstretched hand. The swirling, shearing barrier of oppositional chi is not only threatening to coalesce in Yamazaki's face metaphorically... this is a very literal, and imminent danger here.
COMBATSYS: Yamazaki endures Adelheid's Dark Barrier.
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Adelheid 1/----===/=======|=======\-------\0 Yamazaki
After that little ordeal involving the failed return of Adelheid's attack, the Orochi-blooded thug is quite upset now. And it's that very mood that causes his eyes to narrow and brow to furrow as Adelheid comes charging right at him. His arms come up in an attempt to just block, but instead.. the feint. The block is all wrong, and Yamazaki is left wide open for the incoming chi-powered palm strike. Instead of attempting another block, he simply bends in the knees a little and plants his heels in, then charges right into the oncoming attack. It slams dead-center into his face, but there's no stagger in his step. Instead, he just continues right on through. He turns his body at just enough of an angle that his head slides past the youth's palm, driving his forehead through the chi-strike in an attempt to slam his head as violently as possible between his opponent's eyes.
COMBATSYS: Yamazaki successfully hits Adelheid with Bomb Headbutt.
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Adelheid 2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|=======\-------\0 Yamazaki
Adelheid hadn't planned on letting off Yamazaki with the renewed charge, but the way the Orochi fighter forces right /past/ the shield levelled into his face isn't in the equation. Not quick enough on his feet, Adelheid is instead sent reeling by the surprise reprisal, his nose joining the gash on his forehead by spraying a fair shower of blood as it's thoroughly broken, sending the young Bernstein crashing backwards to the street, groaning as he rolls back to a crouch, somewhat slower this time.
His window of 'having a chance' is rapidly closing, and if he's going to make a comeback... it's going to have to be now. That's just what the platinum blonde seeks to do, however, focusing past the pain... past the blood running down his face... just at Yamazaki. And with alarming speed, the young Bernstein all but blasts forward, seeking to roughly grab Yamazaki by his fine, fine clothes, and bodily haul the larger fighter off his feet, jacking him up for a half-instant before... if he finds his grip...
Adelheid simply /blasts/ forward, carrying Yamazaki in tow and seeking to slam Ryuji's back into the unforgiving metal roller of a steamroller bordering the site, with force enough to send the vehicle lurching violently if the impact succeeds, a gutteral shout sounding fiercely from the young Bernstein's lungs. Do or die, really.
COMBATSYS: Yamazaki endures Adelheid's God Press EX.
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Adelheid 2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|=======\==-----\1 Yamazaki
Much akin to his larger, green-skinned brethren from the comic books.. Yamazaki get mad.. Yamazaki smash. He grunts with the impact and the rather satisfying crunch of bone beneath his forehead, along with the spray of blood that spritzes his face and gives him a bit of a proverbial crimson mask. He takes a hop back, then slowly rotates his neck in a full circle, causing it to pop more than once. Again, his left hand clenches into a fist, and his knuckles crack as he watches Adelheid get back up to his feet. The speed that comes at him next, admittedly, catches him a bit off-guard. And it's that brief moment that causes him to get hoisted off his feet and slammed quite harshly into a nearby steamroller. There's a visible cough of blood that exits Ryuji's mouth upon impact, but that cough is quickly followed by a laugh, which immediately cascades into psychotic cackling laughter. Just as soon as he slams into the mass of metal, he pushes off it just a moment later as his right hand darts out of its pocket. The knife has been bared, and he aims to jam it into Adelheid's stomach.
COMBATSYS: Yamazaki successfully hits Adelheid with Nightmare - then Darkness.
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Adelheid 2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|=------\-------\0 Yamazaki
.. and when he feels that oh-so-wonderful slice of metal through flesh, he pushes into it as hard as he can, knocking Adelheid right over onto the ground. There's a momentary full-body twitch from the Yakuza thug, and his hands shoot up to grab either side of his head. That motion sends the dagger toppling aimlessly atop Adelheid's body, and Yamazaki tosses his head back, gripping his temples tight for a moment. His gaze snaps back down onto the fallen Bernstein, and that high-pitched cackling starts to resound again as he brings his left shoe up and just drives his heel down into Adel's rib cage as hard as he can. That foot lifts up again, then drops down, hard. Up, down, up down, updownupdown until he's driven that shiny dress shoe a dozen or so times, total, into the ribs and stomach of his fallen opponent. Then, his left leg plants, and the right comes around to drive one good, hard kick into Adelheid's side. All throughout that brief frenzy of stomps and kicks, Yamazaki just cackles like a madman, and it takes several seconds after that final kick for him to ramp down a little.
Ow, jeez! Really, really ow. Rolento may have introduced the platinum blonde to tricks similar to this already, but Yamazaki, well... he ramps it right up to insane-o level. Stabbed and crushed into the ground, Adelheid feels the crack of several ribs, coughing blood onto the street beside him... he's not getting off much easier than the construction worker at this point, and still... there's defiance in his eyes, as he struggles to cling to his consciousness. Blackness does indeed flicker about his vision, but he's aware of the blur that is Yamazaki standing over him, cackling crazily... he's aware that his awareness is slipping, and that the manic Orochi won't stay riled forever. So, hopefully /before/ Yamazaki can calm down and get his bearings, Adelheid rolls sharply to the side, both hands thrusting up at an angle, towards the hitman.
And then? Well, what happened before is exponentially improved upon, in terms of raw power, a tremendous outpouring of wind energy coalescing before Adelheid's splayed hands, coursing rapidly outwards to shield the entire region with shearing, gale-force winds, the barrier easily as big as Adelheid himself, the shield crackling with bolting edges of dark energy... energy that threatens to rather forcibly repel Yamazaki from where Adel has fallen.
COMBATSYS: Adelheid can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Yamazaki blocks Adelheid's Dark Steel EX.
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Yamazaki 0/-------/-----==|
There's another full-body tremble as Yamazaki comes down from that momentarily adrenalin-high, but the grin is still spread from ear to ear across his face as he looks down just in time to see those two hands being thrown right up at him. He digs his heels in against the concrete, crossing his forearms across his face while winds whip across his shirtsleeves a moment before that tall shield slams right against his arms. He tenses up, pushing off his heels for a few moments in a fight with the shield before he finally shoves forward, arms coming apart right as the energy splits apart against his arms.
It's at that moment that the League's fight doctor charges in between both fighters, and two officials step in front of Yamazaki, hands up to prevent him (so they hope) from doing any other damage to his opponent. At that same moment, the speakers that have been set up around the fighting area crackle to life, having not had a chance to be used when the fight started. The rumbly bass voice of the announcer fills the area now, "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! The fight is OVER!" There's a momentary stall as the striped-shirt-clad referee walks out and wordlessly takes hold of one of Yamazaki's wrists. "Your winner..." The ref raises Ryuji's hand, despite being several inches too short to get it up to a reasonable level. "RYUJIIIII YAAAAMAAAAZAKI!" The reaction of the crowd is to be expected; mixed cheers and booing for the Yakuza thug slash Syndicate Enforcer slash USPL Strongarm. Once the ref walks away, so does Yamazaki. "Sunnuva... got my damn coat dirty." He picks up his coat from one of the officials, then throws it over his shoulder as he walks to his car. The door is opened by the driver, and Yamazaki steps inside. The driver closes the door, then walks around the car, gets in, closes his own door, and drives off.
COMBATSYS: Yamazaki has ended the fight here.
Log created by Adelheid, and last modified on 16:35:35 09/25/2006.