Description: forgot my glasses >B-{ (Winner: Adelheid)
Just because the World Warrior tournament is going on doesn't mean that the other fighting establishments are going to shut down. If anything they're actually going to ramp up, trying to draw as much publicity from the excitement as possible. And what better way to do so as to have two contenders in the tournament fight each other? Of course they wouldn't choose two people that are already assigned to fight with each other, but that still doesn't limit their options by much.
The chosen combatants for this League match are Ingrid Holmann and Adelheid Bernstein, two up and coming fighters with powerful if highly different styles. For her part, Ingrid has arrived early, for once. She's fought in the arena before in a league after challenging the very head of the league, Ken Masters. She didn't fair very well against the American Martial Arts Champion, but there are few in the world that truly can claim the ability to do so.
The young woman is currently talking with one of the various camera men, something she seems to do often. Every once in a while she'll give them tips on how to predict her movements to keep the cameras on her, but for the most part it's just idle chitchat.
A little exhibition sport is a good warm up, isn't it? Especially when one is scheduled to fight the legendary, elusive lonely wolf. At least if anyone can pin him down for the fight itself. Truth be told Adelheid doesn't much expect to last past that bout, but he does intend to be on -top- of his game for it. The Bernstein heir is dressed in casual black fatigues, militaristic but relaxed, the ensemble accented by heavy black boots and leather gloves, along with a belt that's etched with delicate silver bands in several spots. Otherwise, it's basic black for the slender, but surprisingly strongly muscled platinum blonde, who just looks over to the chatty Ingrid in near-bewilderment as he enters the arena, hopping to one of the stepping stones in the pool.
"You've got to be kidding me. Where do they get these schoolgirls." Adel murmurs to himself, though he is happily mic'ed, isn't he? He just shakes his head, and lets the announcer do his thing. Exercise is exercise, right? And these chipper little things have surprised him before. But he's starting to get the feeling someone is making a comment on his... handsomeness.
COMBATSYS: Adelheid has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Adelheid takes no action.
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It may be interesting to note that Mayor Mike Haggar is in attendance of the fight today for some unknown reason, but he has seen fit to disguise himself as best he can. Unfortunately, no Metro Gears cap and giant stalker sunglasses can hide the combination of that moustache and that build. He sits high in the stands, having to watch the monitors more than the fight itself, arms folded across his chest. Hmm.
It might relieve Adelheid to know that Ingrid isn't a schoolgirl; at least in the sense that she's privately tutored rather than attending a private or public school. The young woman turns to look as Adelheid makes his entrance, waving to the cameraman and walking calmly out to meet the Bernstein heir in the middle of the arena. Her dress shoes clack slightly against the sanded wood as she walks, finally stopping when she's about three paces away from him.
"I'm Ingrid, pleased to meet you." She gives a small curtsy and raises back up into a loose stance. "Good luck." She makes a small look up to the announcers booth and the announcements of each fighter is made, Ingrid waving lightly to the people that decided to show up when her name is called. "A very exciting business, isn't it?"
COMBATSYS: Ingrid has joined the fight here.
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Adelheid 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Ingrid
COMBATSYS: Ingrid takes no action.
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Adelheid 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Ingrid
And Ingrid seems to be keeping a very close eye on Adelheid also!
COMBATSYS: Ingrid focuses on her next action.
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Adelheid 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Ingrid
Adelheid studies Ingrid calmly through rather unique eyes that glimmer a dark, deep crimson. ... then again, Ingrid's are a bit similar, aren't they? Maybe Rugal visited Norway more often than he told mommy. Adelheid smirks inwardly, just nodding to Ingrid's greeting and assertion, "Adelheid." He introduces himself, "Let's see what kind of a fight you can put up." He's interested, but he sounds rather noncommittal either way. Detached. There's an almost scholarly air to it, not intentionally derisive but definitely hinting of arrogance.
For his part, however, he merely considers Ms. Holmann in turn, offering a polite, "Ladies first." with a hint of a grin on his austere face.
COMBATSYS: Adelheid focuses on his next action.
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Adelheid 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Ingrid
The announcer finishes his introduction as the fighters explain pleasantries, and his voice calls out, "Reeeeady? FIGHT!" Hearing this, Ingrid springs forward, taking two quick steps towards Adelheid and then jukeing left before moving to the right, raising her hands above her head and then pushing them downwards with her palms extended towards him. A golden flare of psychic energy bursts forth, glittery and sparkling in large quantities, a large veil of energy thrown forth in Adelheid's direction in an effort to completely immerse him with the power. Ingrid is aware of the feelings of superiority and the hints at arrogance in his voice, thus explaining the small juke maneuver. Even if he is better than she is she intends to put up a fight.
COMBATSYS: Adelheid reflects Sunbeam from Ingrid with Dark Barrier.
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Adelheid 0/-------/------=|====---\-------\0 Ingrid
Oh, Adelheid's derision isn't so much for Ingrid... as for the organizers of these silly little tests. But, it's a learning experience, as Ingrid immediately proves. The surge of power is met by a standoffish shoulder, one palm focused even with his body as a darkly rippling disc swirls into existance, its shieldlike breadth fluctuating with wildly crackly arcs of grey and black chi, the barrier flaring madly as the sunfire crashes into it. The oppositional chi is focused powerfully before flexing fingers, and the Bernstein heir's eyes narrow as he appears to study the strange power, "Interesting." He mumurs.
About the same instant that his fist clenches, and the violent trainwreck that is the pouring, sunlight-fueled psycho power against the wall of winds comes to an even more explosive end as the swirling shield explodes outwards, shards of light touching the clouds as a veritably vortex of the combined shrapnel of chi and psi are shotgunned across Miss Holmann with furious intensity.
It's a learning experience for Ingrid as well, quickly learning of one of her opponents prominent abilities. He can turn her own power back against her. She winces painfully as the energy washes over her, stumbling backwards nearly to the point of falling. She barely manages to keep her feet under herself, and looks at Adelheid curiously. "Interesting indeed. I've come across people who have been able to attempt what you've just done, but never with such skill." Meaning it's never hurt quite so darn much when it's happened. She doesn't seem eager to repeat the experiment either, rather gathering herself up so that she doesn't let her mind get the better of her. Turning peoples attacks against them is a mindgame. She knows, she plays it too.
COMBATSYS: Ingrid gains composure.
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Adelheid 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 Ingrid
A nod is the only response the stoic youth pays to the flattery. He's not going to be distracted by it, and he's not about to sit here and spout... praises for his trainer, or the lifestyle that's lent him his skill. Pfft. He's here to fight. The booted Bernstein gives the equally young Ingrid time to correct her footing, recover some of her bearings before he moves again... but he's not going to time out.
Some measure of honour is just good karma, but good karma isn't going to stop Adelheid from seeking to plant one booted foot in a leaping axehandle to the Norwegian girl's skull, his landing punctuated by a fully turn and a swinging reverse roundhouse led by a bootheel, and aligned with Ingrid's temple.
COMBATSYS: Adelheid successfully hits Ingrid with Double Tomahawk.
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Adelheid 0/-------/----===|=======\-------\0 Ingrid
Ingrid makes a valiant but doomed attempt to evade the kick, springing backward the moment Adelheid's leg comes up. She just isn't fast enough to make it, however, the axehandle smashing into her hard enough that she can't recover by the time the roundhouse comes, slamming into the side of her head and sending her flying across the floor. She picks herself up quickly, though stumbles a little due to the dizziness getting kicked in the head will cause. She knows she can't afford to mess around now. He's managed to hurt her badly enough that if she doesn't begin turning this around fast it'll end up a massacre. She moves forward quickly, rushing in and suddenly skidding to a stop, leaning forward and pointing. She's trying to use a defensive maneuver offensively, a disk of energy swirling into existence where Adelheid is currently standing. If it manages to get a hold of him she'll stand and fling her arm in the air, sending him shooting up only to crash back to the ground.
COMBATSYS: Adelheid dodges Ingrid's Sun Upper.
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Adelheid 0/-------/----===|=======\-------\1 Ingrid
That's... unconventional, to say the least. Adelheid doesn't particularly like the idea of being caught in a psi bubble and slammed about, though. The sunfire begins to shimmer into existance, and the 'R' lieutenant simply... isn't there. The lithe blonde Bernstein leaps aside with alacrity seldom seen from the patriarch of his bloodline... but it works for him. His evasive jump isn't a long one, carrying him to a different section of the sandy bank.
His boots throw up the imported sand as he shoves off again into a sudden, lunging sprint that culminates in a half-twist that carries the toe of one military-issue boot up and in for Ingrid's ribcage, looking to steal just that much more fight from the overwhelmed psion, "Going to step it up, or do you need quarter already?!?" the Bernstein heir challenges, as his foot flies in.
COMBATSYS: Ingrid counters Light Kick from Adelheid with Sun Delta.
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Adelheid 0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0 Ingrid
Ingrid is cool and calm as Adelheid evades her attack and rushes in to try and smash her in the ribs. A small smile creeps onto her face when he taunts her. In response she gathers her energy about her, a bright flash emanating around her in the form of the symbol of the Eternal Goddess. She leans forward and points, a little triangular plane of energy that serves as a power magnifier forming in front of her finger, and a huge disk, much larger than the last, forms directly in front of it. Adelheid, already midair, runs right into it and then simply freezes as the psychopower holds him. It then slowly raises up into the air and Ingrid stands and leans back, teasingly giving him a little salute as he's lifted. The energy releases him and he falls, Ingrid raising her hands into the air and gathering one last burst of energy, quickly holding her arms out parallel to the ground with the tips of her fingers down, an extremely large version of the same symbol that flashed around her earlier flaring up and searing into the Bernstein heir before finally letting him hit the ground. She lets that serve as her answer to the question.
FWOOM! Adel is well and truly blasted in a furnace of Ingrid's psychic will, the strange emblem-flaring golden power ravaging his muscles as he's hurled about and blasted away, rolling into a rather unsteady crouch, his gloved fingers dragging across the floor as his jaw clenches and unclenches, "That definitely counts..." the platinum blonde draws a deep breath, and a second, "As stepping it up!" he seems to be energized by this rather than let down, entertained and more enthusiastic than a moment before.
... this doesn't appear to be a good thing for Ingrid, because Adelheid is now rushing straight for her, pushed out of his crouch into another all-out, nearly blurring charge. This one culminates in a sudden, violent leap upwards, his right bootheel wheeling around in a vicious rising roundhouse. The path of his kicking foot is drawn by a blade of ragged shearing wind-chi, and both it and the rising kick seem designed to nearly cleave Ingrid in two, right up the middle.
COMBATSYS: Ingrid dodges Adelheid's Genocide Cutter.
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Adelheid 0/-------/---====|=------\-------\0 Ingrid
ingrid smiles when he speaks, at least happy she's able to put up a bit of a fight against the young man and make him take her seriously. And it seems he is, what with the way he's rushing in to clobber her. She waits a moment before moving this time. Seeing that he's jumping up she dives low, rolling forward and to the side and skidding underneath the attack, rolling in the sand and picking herself up quickly so as not to be in a weak position. Once she's up she springs forward, hoping to catch him while he's still recovering from his attack motions, trying to catch him by the arm and plant her left foot hard, spinning around and trying to use her right foot to trip his feet at the moment she releases him in an attempt to throw him to the ground.
COMBATSYS: Adelheid dodges Ingrid's Quick Throw.
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Adelheid 0/-------/---====|=------\-------\0 Ingrid
Adelheid CLEAVES his foot through the air with much fervor and fury... but it cleaves only air, and the cagey little Ingrid fighter is already evading, and coming in at him as he lands. But her aggressive dodge costs her a few instants, and in those few instants Bernstein's booted feet touch down with surprising lightness, and he shoves off again just as quickly, all but gliding backwards into a graceful egress, out of the Norwegian's immediate reach.
A momentary, calm smile passes over the platinum blonde's face. Ingrid's moved the bar again, and Adel does't let up. The 'R' trained prodigy comes in hard at Holmann, looking to catch her before she can fully adapt to her failed offensive... or come up with something new to follow it up. See, if the first strike, a quick left uppercut to the jaw connects... it's liable to jar the planning parts of the brain. Especially since it would be followed by its partner, the right cross swinging across and into Ingrid's temple with possibly alarming force.
COMBATSYS: Ingrid dodges Adelheid's Strong Punch.
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Adelheid 0/-------/--=====|=------\-------\0 Ingrid
So, Adelheid is going to come at her with powerful strikes? Rather than try to stop the attack, or 'run away' Ingrid bends down and jumps straight up into the air, her feet clearing the punches before Adelheid can complete them. There's a second advantage to this besides simply not getting hit, the retention of proximity. The moment she lands she's already jumping again, but this time it's straight into Adelheid, energy forming about her body in sparkles as she spins in the air with extended elbows, trying to smack him several times before landing, a third leap turning into a flashkick that sends her heels flying up for his chin as she performs a fast backflip, golden energy pouring out from her heels.
COMBATSYS: Adelheid interrupts Sunrise from Ingrid with Genocide Cutter.
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Adelheid 0/-------/=======|=======\=------\1 Ingrid
Oh ho! Ingrid just keeps the dodging game going! So far, both fighters have proven quite quick on their feet, and adept at not getting hit. But this time, oh... this time's different. The Norwegian might get a hint of this when she hurls herself straight in at the already aggressively positioned Bernstein.. and he makes no move to change that. No, as Ingrid leaps full-on in at him, crackling with her unique power... he leaps full-on into -her-, swinging his bootheel up and around in an axeing, rotating roundhouse that launches him upwards like a rocket.
He tried this once before, but this time Ingrid's not dodging... and yes, that golden energy she has summoned forth -burns- like hell. But the platinum blonde just grits his teeth and completes the cleaving rotation of the chi-fueled, brutal kick. Trademark of Rugal Bernstein. The sweeping edge of raw, silvery chi that courses along his boot's course is enough to add just a bit of 'oomph' to Ingrid's experience... and with the intensity of the young prodigy's own unique inner power, that's an understatement.
Ingrid wasn't quite ready for that sort of pain, the kick simply smashing into her and throwing her straight up into the air. She looks almost limp as she falls back down, her body in a bit of shock after absorbing so much energy, kinetic or otherwise. She lays still for... too long after she's down, slowly peeling herself out of the indent she's made in the sand. She's straining visibly to pick herself up, only barely able to manage the task. Looks like her showing might be cut a little short, but she has to try to keep going if she's able. A flash of energy forms around her again, and she holds her hands up under her chin, a small dull looking ball of energy forming above them. She blows on the ball and it begins to float slowly towards Adelheid, it's small size concealing significant power. Looks can be deceiving.
COMBATSYS: Adelheid slows Sun Burst from Ingrid with Reppukyaku.
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Adelheid 0/-------/=======|=------\-------\0 Ingrid
Alright, even to -Rugal's- son, that looked painful. Unduly painful. The intensity with which Ingrid just gets kicked -down- actually makes Adelheid wince as he lands, about to inquire as to her state of being when Ingrid does start to rise. Well... that's something, at any rate. The Bernstein heir seems reluctant to press the assault, a mistake he's paid for before, but hey... just ouch, man.
Even so, Ingrid isn't down, and she's massing some hellish load of psycho power. Adel just watches her for a moment, almost surprised, before the densely packed sphere of raw psi is unleashed towards him. It may be slow, but he can sense its power. His answer for the moment is to direct his own against it in an all-out fury, an edge of ragged windshear blasting forth in a waist-high wave of silvery chi, the luminescent lance crashing full-on into the golden orb, which -explodes- its full psychic fury a short span in front of Adelheid, showering the 'R' lieutenant with golden fallout which sears at his arms and face, driving him back a pace, but no more, "Hah. Noble effort, noble effort. But... I don't want to -hurt- you." She looks -sort- of like his sister, and aside from this alarming and unusual energy, Adelheid doesn't seem to fear her much more than that. Even so, he is gasping for air at the moment.
Ingrid nods her head a little, "I... I understand. But if I'm able to continue I can't allow myself to quit, even if I'm only barely on my feet." Like she is now. "This is a league match for points, after all." She gives him a small smile, and then moves in quickly, running up at full speed while he breathes hard, using what little bit of energy she has left in her to try and close the distance. No tricks like before, just a simple flashkick, almost exactly like the one that would have ended the assault that got her kicked, except that without the introductory elbowsmashes to telegraph it, it's much quicker and harder to avoid.
COMBATSYS: Adelheid blocks Ingrid's Sun Arch.
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Adelheid 0/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0 Ingrid
Hey, Adelheid can respect that. Lord knows he's been there. But he can't exactly afford to let Ingrid wail on him out of a misplaced sense of compassion... this is a fight, and both fighters are expected to give their best, right? Of course, in this case Adelheid's best -might- be a bit premature. Instead, he works at defeating what Ingrid has left, crossing his lithe but surprisingly resilient forearms before him, and deflecting the rising, searing kick wide with a potent guard, the impact stinging, but not nearly as deeply as it might have. This time, it's Ingrid in the air, and Adelheid on the ground to capitalize...
The Bernstein heir seeks to intercept the stubborn miss Holmann on her landing, with a sharp elbow strike dead to the center of her face. It's not exactly pretty, but it's quick, clean, and efficient. Military respect.
COMBATSYS: Ingrid fails to counter Quick Punch from Adelheid with Sun Upper.
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COMBATSYS: Ingrid can no longer fight.
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Once the victor becomes apparent, Haggar abruptly stands while the crowd lurches to their feet to cheer for the good match. He picks his way out carefully, brow furrowed in contemplation. HIS MOTIVES?! WHO KNOWS.
>:-{
forgot my glasses >B-{
Ingrid doesn't have the choice of trying to block the attack, the pain in her is enough to tell her that she can't take very much more. She's almost assured to lose this battle, and so she'll take risk. After all, it is a league match; she might as well try to be flashy. She leans forward and points, an energy swirling into a disk in front of her before Adelheid's elbow. It's not enough, though, the energy doesn't have time to fully form, and the elbow passes through it harmlessly, catching her on the bridge of her nose and sending her stumbling backwards and finally falling to the floor. She lets out a small laugh, "I can't go on any longer." And the announcer takes heed, loudly proclaiming Adelheid the victor to those that came to watch.
"Good try, girl." Maybe Ken Masters thinks it's funny to match the slender Adelheid up against these up and coming females.... Geese's people at SNF seem to get a kick out of it too. But Adel himself is more or less neutral, and glad for the workout he did get... after all, Ingrid definitely has some power, and potential. So in the end, it suits the 'R' lieutenant just as well, and aside from the momentary nod of respect, Bernstein simply moves towards the exit of the arena, fully intent on ignoring the clamoring fans and slipping out the way he came. With his prize purse, of course.
COMBATSYS: Adelheid has ended the fight here.
Log created by Adelheid, and last modified on 19:16:50 02/23/2007.