Description: Some guy with a double-edged naginata slices up a pre-teen Psycho Soldier wannabe. Bloodshed ensues! (Draw Match)
It's the first time that Azrael has been set up with a Neo League match since he arrived in Southtown and signed up. And really, it didn't take very long at all in order for it to come about. Perhaps this is just a match to find out how much potential this new fighter has, or perhaps they had already made an estimation. Regardless his first opponent was to be someone named Momoko, a decidedly female name. The red haired young man isn't put off by that fact; he's studied plenty of fighting tapes and found that female fighters are just as powerful as their male counterparts. The only problem with them is that they tend to be much harder to judge at a glance. Men tend to have obvious visual guides to show their strength; huge bulging muscles, or something similar. Women and girls, on the other hand, tend to reveal nothing by their size and proportions. That frail looking schoolgirl might be able to put you through a wall, or she could be just that; frail. You never can tell except through witnessing or experiencing their power for yourself.
And this Momoko, he hadn't seen any video footage of her at all. Azrael knows only that her name implies that she's female, and is expecting just about anything. The cameras are all set up, the location being a wooden pier that normally holds pleasure craft, this one emptied out temporarily for the fight. Even if it's the fighters who would have to pay for the costs of any of the boats were damaged the League doesn't want to take the risk.
There's a medium wind blowing, and Azrael is standing in the middle of the pier, offshoots to his left and right. He's currently facing towards shore, expecting that's where this Momoko will arrive from. He seems mostly indifferent to the circumstance, his weapon out of it's holster and held easily in his right hand, eyes half lidded and awaiting the arrival of his competition.
Sean Matsuda once thought Momoko was a boy's name. His assumption was wrong. Azrael's is not!
The 11.98-year-old girl =has= been in a good number of fights in the relatively few days she's lived in Southtown, however. Two Neo League fights and a Saturday Night Fight have shown her rating to be slightly under those of her opponents -- however the slight wisp of a has been heavily underestimated in each of those battles. She may not look like much, but she is quite capable as a fighter -- something which her opponent may or may not agree with.
Regardless, it's hard to take someone seriously when they pull up in a golf cart without wearing golfer attire. Momoko pulls up in the golf cart from the direction of one of the many warehouses, cruising along at the cart's top speed. (Which, admittedly, is something like 12mph...) She stops at a fair distance from Azrael, tilting her head a bit at the, er... unusual weapon.
Stepping out from the golf cart, she continues staring at the weapon as she walks a bit closer, a few of the Neo League officials and cameramen already moving into position. "Ne, are you ngAzrael? Are you going to fight with that? Is it sharp?" Curling her hands to her cheeks, it seems she's growing a bit pale! "I... I'm Momoko! I think I'm supposed to be fighting you...?"
Sure enough, the officials give her a thumbs up. Taking a deep breath, she nods. "Okay, then!" Swallowing her fear, she launches into a triple forward handspring, removing her windbreaker and tossing it aside as she spins into a high somersault. "Momoko is ready to fight!" she announces, as her windbreaker lands perfectly upon the golf cart's radio antenna, and the girl lands in... is that the Crane stance?
COMBATSYS: Momoko has started a fight here.
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Momoko 0/-------/-------|
So, he's to fight a tiny little waif of a girl? Azrael almost smirks, as he had just been thinking about underestimating opponents. How ironic would it be if he allowed himself to underestimate this one and get thrashed? No, he won't fall into that trap. He doesn't know her fighting capabilities, and in any case he should never go easy in a league fight anyway. His mind is made up.
"Yes, I'm Azrael, I'll be your opponent today." He looks down at the weapon and twirls it easily with one hand, sending the blades on the ends spinning through the air. "Razor sharp, so you'd better be careful. I'm going to assume you're a serious fighter and able to handle such a weapon, so be on guard."
There. Now if she really can't fight and he ends up nearly killing her with the first blows his bases are covered. She states that she's ready to fight, and the young man nods, looking over to the officials as well and seeing the same thumbs up. "Very well, let us begin." He sounds almost solemn.
He closes his eyes for a moment and then opens them back up, holding his weapon out parallel to the ground with his right hand in front of him. He seems to be doing nothing at all for a moment, but then a black wisp of energy raises up from the ground and curls around him and dissipates. Soon more of these appear, and then before long his entire form is wreathed with the ghostly energy, what he calls the power of death.
COMBATSYS: Azrael has joined the fight here.
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Momoko 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Azrael
COMBATSYS: Azrael gathers his will.
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Momoko 0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0 Azrael
So Momoko getting cut up is okay? AWESOME. ... Though really, if she weren't ready to face a bit of physical punishment she probably shouldn't be here right? Right.
Doesn't mean she can't be nervous, or remain almost as pale as the windbreaker she just tossed aside. "...Uhhhh... okay! Momoko... will do her best!" She balls her fists, giving her best show of a triumphant gesture to the camera! ... The nervous expression just won't go away though.
But Azrael's show of energy does get some color back into the girl's cheeks. It's dark, and it has the odd sense of... death? Momoko's expression hardens, at that. "Wh...what is that? Are you evil? You are, right? Evil, right?" The young rural girl doesn't know much about the so-called evil she speaks of, but ... she knows it's probably bad news with him whipping that blade around like so! "Then Momoko will fight you with everything she has!"
She breaks into a run at Azrael, ever-mindful of his quick razor lance as she drops into a low back kick, extending her leg to sweep at his ankle. But then she suddenly springs upward, and if given the chance, she'd spin into an advancing, revolving spin kick... and then hurls herself =out= of the rotational movement into a crushing headbutt! "Momoko Crush!"
COMBATSYS: Azrael blocks Momoko's Momokonba.
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Momoko 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Azrael
And Azrael wouldn't be here if he wasn't willing to risk getting the snot beat out of him by a twelve year old, right? ...yea, we'll get back to you on that one.
The young man shakes his head a little as the energy swarms around him, "Evil? What is evil? If you're asking whether I'm seeking to harm others for my own personal gain, then no." Such a stigma, to relate death with evil, but isn't death an entirely natural process? Of course it is, but it's nature makes people revile it. The end of life, almost universally considered to be a bad thing, but is it really?
Azrael can't think on this for too long, not with an evil-smashing justice-filled Capoeira wielding fighter heading his way. The energy around him dissipates mostly when Momoko rushes forward, and he deals with her attack by use of his weapon. The first low kick is met by his blade, but not the sharp part, the flat. The weapon is twisted just in time to catch the kick, the force of it transferring to his prepared arms and shoulders. The blade then spins again, the revolving kicks getting met with a rotating razorlance, each successive kick getting met with the opposite blade. The final headbutt Azrael catches with the shaft of the weapon, a hand held on either side of the impact. All in all he's slid back a fair bit down the pier, and there's no doubt that his arms must sting, but all in all he seems to have dealt with it admirably. "My turn."
He releases the weapon with one of his hands and then extends the arm towards Momoko, a small, fast ball of chi firing from his hand towards her, that blast intended to momentarily stun her while he steps forward, weapon suddenly spinning with incredible velocity as he attempts to bring the blades to bear at her midsection in an attempt to slash her seven or so times.
COMBATSYS: Azrael successfully hits Momoko with Necrotic Slash.
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Momoko 0/-------/----===|=======\-------\0 Azrael
So... Azrael's ready for her attack! Well, that's cool too! Momoko seems rather pleased that she was able to hit him before he can unleash his terrible burst of energy to devour the town in a hideous storm of negative energy.
... But that's not what he planned to do, apparently, as he's opted for a more focused blast. Momoko may be in continual motion, but she still can't quite veer out of the way of that initial ball of chi .. which smacks her backwards just long enough for a hideously fast flurry of slashes to ravage her bare midriff. The blood starts to fly as she's knocked backwards, shrieking from the pain like any pre-teen would!
Collapsing onto her duff, she curls her hand over her bleeding stomach. This might be a problem! But no, she figures a way out -- she simply curls up into a ball, glowing with a faint pink aura, and rolls at her armed assailant with a tumbling kick! If she manages to land one kick, there'd be four more to follow it, the last a long extension which ought to be enough to knock the young man down! "Phoenix... Arrow!"
COMBATSYS: Azrael endures Momoko's Phoenix Arrow.
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Momoko 0/-------/---====|=======\===----\1 Azrael
After his attack is completed, Azrael steps back into a defensive stance, his weapon still spinning fairly quickly. He seems ready and focused, and his eyes narrow slightly at the glow that suddenly surrounds the young girl. Hmm. When she shoots forward he stands his ground, taking the hit with a loud grunt and stumbling backwards, only to be kicked again, and again, and again. He's stumbling backwards with each kick, but with the last two his footing suddenly seems firmer. The final step backwards is a controlled one, which must feel odd for Momoko, the kick feeling to hit just as hard as the first ones, but somehow just a bit off.
It might all become clear, though, when he grips his weapon with both hands and suddenly swings hard, almost like a golf club, trying to catch her while she's still recovering from her attack and swat her right up into the air...
COMBATSYS: Momoko blocks Azrael's Death Wish.
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Momoko 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Azrael
With Momoko smashed up into the air black energy suddenly explodes around Azrael and he jumps up after her. His rise is odd, however, gravity seeming to have no effect as he begins to bring his weapon to bear, slashing at the young girl with intense ferocity, black energy flowing through the weapon and leaving black trails of energy as it spins. He attacks from almost every conceivable angle and then raises his weapon and slashes downward in a hard axe chop, intending to send Momoko smashing into the pier below, himself falling afterwards. But right before he hits the ground a massive burst of energy releases from him, smashing downward into where Momoko should have landed with enough force to allow him to land gracefully.
So he was =expecting= her attack, and using it to help get closer to her? Sneaky, that! Momoko hasn't encountered many people willing to accept her blows for strategic purposes, so that surprises her a bit. "W...wow..." she comments, starting to push back to her feet. But that's when the young man slashes away! "Iya--" she starts, her small frame responding reflexively as she hops into the air, bringing both legs up to defend! Slash! A rather vicious red gash appears in her left leg as she's swung into the air!
But... there it seems she has a bit of an advantage! The pink glow which had suffused her legs just moment ago is back in force, surrounding her form as she is suddenly -- perhaps even -miraculously- -- able to keep up with each strike, each swipe of black-sheathed energy meeting a rather bright 'pillow' of pink energy! "Ya! Ya! Ya!" ... Well, =most= swipes, anyway -- a few get through just the same, landing true upon her midsection, her legs, and the side of her head. He's fast, she has to admit that!
But when he knocks her downward, she has little choice but to accept the full momentum transfer -- and the rather fierce strike to the back that comes with it. She finds herself careening towards the ground at a high rate of speed -- but that's when she lands upon both feet, springing back to safety before the following blast can finish her off!
Panting, the girl looks like she's about to break into tears, but she returns to an appropriately energetic stance just the same. "Y... you're fast!" she concludes, forcing her body to adopt the motions despite the untold damage she's just absorbed. "But Momoko will not give in!"
And that's when the girl breaks into a dash, leaping into a forward somersault -- with an aim to lock both knees about Azrael's neck. If she manages the grapple-hold, she'd just twist sharply to one side for a disabling strike! "Yaaa!"
COMBATSYS: Momoko successfully hits Azrael with Iyan.
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Momoko 1/-------/=======|===----\-------\0 Azrael
Someone able to keep up with such a fast series of moments is definitely something Azrael has to respect, even if he'd rather she simply got slashed to pieces by the attack. Whatever energy it is that she's using is at least as potent as his, that much was obvious from the last attack, but now it also it appears extremely versatile, able to absorb blows as well as harming. That is perhaps something he'll have to look into mimicking, it certainly has potential.
"Thanks, so are you." Upon landing his weapon has ceased it's momentum, and he's rather spent himself with that last attack. He's left little options since Momoko was able to recover so easily. When Momoko comes in upside down to attack, he tries to duck to the side and make her miss his head, her obvious target. He's not quick enough on his feet though, a full step behind her and she manages it, her legs wrapping around his neck and then... nearly breaking it? It's certainly painful, and he nearly falls in the water and takes her with him because of it. He's still up, though, and has a Momoko stuck to him. But, he does have a weapon, doesn't he? He lets it slide lower into his right hand, and then thrusts it up quickly. If she's going to hang from him, he'll try and put a blade in her side.
COMBATSYS: Momoko fails to interrupt Medium Strike from Azrael with Bananeira Dois Golpes.
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Momoko 1/-------/=======|===----\-------\0 Azrael
Dudley heads out to the Pacific Ocean.
Momoko is... pretty good at blocking out the pain. Many -- that is to say, =all= -- of the people she's fought have been significantly stronger than her, so it's been something of a necessary adaptation. Mind... she's used to bruises, not open wounds that leave her needing to do the laundry. And she's not used to that eerie, chilly sensation running through her veins either. Kinda unnerving.
She is, however, used to people reacting a bit wildly to her unconventional attacks. Suitably, she backflips off the man, aiming to land on her hands and kick him another two times in her escape.
Doesn't work that way, though, with the blade catching her quite squarely in the thigh, sending her topspinning to the ground. "Iyaaa!" she shrieks, curling back into a ball for a moment. But... she uncurls soon enough, bounding back to her feet, and getting back into her rocking 'ginga' stance. "Th-Then ... why is your energy so cold? You don't fight for love!"
That's one of the largest advantages of having a sharp weapon; if someone's trying to stay close to you, a quick thrust may be all that's required to make them really regret having tried that tactic.
Azrael reaches up and brushes his hair back a little, "It's cold because death is cold, and what I harness is the latent energy of death in the world. It's a frigid embrace, is it not?" No, he certainly doesn't fight for love, but he's not going to give his motives. Why should he? He quickly sheathes his weapon and holds his hands to either side of his body, a dark orb of energy forming in each. "You don't hold anything against the power of death, do you? Fighting for love is well and good, but struggling against death is a losing proposition. No matter how you struggle you will, in the end, inevitably die."
That said he swings his arms wide and then throws each orb across his body and they streak out and towards Momoko. They rotate in opposite directions around her once and then suddenly veer inward, both trying contact her at the same moment and erupt into a large explosion of darkness.
COMBATSYS: Momoko dodges Azrael's Nocturne Demise.
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Momoko 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Azrael
Death is cold... wait, he's throwing =death?= "Th... that's horrible! D-death isn't... isn't something you should push on people!" If she were older and more experienced she might say that the =struggle= is what defines as human beings! But... she's not, so BOO ON AZRAEL.
Suffice to say that Momoko isn't =totally= pleased with her opponent now. She certainly doesn't 'hate' him, but his stance is, in her opinion, wrong! "Death is not right! People should live happy lives! People should push death out as long as they can!" And when 'death' is staring her straight in the eye, the pre-teen simply... vaults over it, flinging her legs to either side in something of a leapfrog gesture, as the dark energies collide beneath her in an asplosion of emo! "No!" she cries, landing low to the ground. She then flips forward at Azrael, snapping out of her somersault into a scything axe kick at his shoulder! "Yaaa!" Philosophical discussions are great and all, but with Momoko's short attention span -- she's a bit focused on this fight!
COMBATSYS: Azrael fails to interrupt Medium Kick from Momoko with Nihilist Extinction.
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Momoko 1/------=/=======|====---\-------\0 Azrael
Azrael shakes his head a little as Momoko states her feelings. She's acting like, in his opinion, the stereotypical person who simply believes what everyone tells them is right and never bothers trying to search for the truth. "Oh, please, spare me your lectures on the evils of death. 'Force death upon people'. This is simply the gift I was given, and I chose to fight with it. Am I so different from you, or did you by some chance get to choose your power rather than it choosing you." He folds his arms around himself, "Besides... have you died, before? What gives you the right to say that death is horrible and wrong?"
As she vaults over his attack and attacks him he pulls his weapon from it's harness and takes a step forward and jumps, spinning his weapon so that the blade is slashing from underneath and trying to vault over her and her kicks and slash up her face as he passes. But... he can't jump high enough, and instead manages only to amplify the effects of her axe kick, getting slammed in the shoulder and knocked to the ground. He then picks himself up with a grunt. Crap, he's really done it now.
... has she ever died before? Is this guy on crack? Azrael sure sounds like he's been =through= death before, but it's unfathomable for the naive young girl to understand the concept. She's already been told that ghosts and zombies don't walk the earth, after all!
The girl springs back from her kick, staying nimble on her feet, one arm curled about her midsection. The bleeding seems to be slowing, at any rate -- even though her baggy cargo pants are rather coated in it. She adopts her ginga dance-stance again, turning back to Azrael. What gives her the =right=? "My parents told me I can =say= whatever's in my mind!" They would, too, as she'd be too nervous to otherwise! The girl clucks her tongue lightly, shaking her head. "If you don't like it then just say so!" And with that, she leaps forward, leans back as she twists about, aiming to lock her legs around Azrael's waist and twist him sharply into the ground! "Yaaaaa!"
COMBATSYS: Azrael fails to interrupt Medium Throw from Momoko with Medium Strike.
- Power fail! -
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Momoko 1/-----==/=======|=======\-------\0 Azrael
"Fine, not the /right/ then. What is it that makes you think it's wrong? People told you it's so, correct? Have you ever thought of it for yourself? Probably not. Then again, your young enough you probably don't question your parents yet, I didn't when I was your age." Or at least, whatever age Azrael thinks she is. Of course, he wasn't a little miniature powerhouse at that age either! He frowns slightly and waits as Momoko comes charging in, and then suddenly releases his grip on his weapon and begins wielding it like a spear, attempting to simply catch her on the blade as she rushes in. It /should/ work, shouldn't it? Pikemen have been used forever against charging opponents, and it's a tactically sound decision. The problem, it seems, as that Momoko isn't just running, she's jumping and twirling. And thus... he misses. And that miss leaves him wide open to attack, the legs wrapping around him easily and turning his mass against him and slamming him into the pier hard, his chest slamming against one of the risen supports on the sides. He lets out a loud grunt of pain and then slowly picks himself up. ...where did he go wrong? Suddenly Momoko is beating the tar out of him.
Azrael was wise not to underestimate the sheer power of a girl, at the start of the match! Momoko may not pack too much punch with each strike, but they start to add up.
If there's one thing she actually =dislikes=, other than evil, it's being told that she's too naive and young to think for herself. When Azrael lectures her, the girl just keeps looking at him with that same vapid, half-clueless expression -- but boy does she burn up on the inside.
And it shows in her attack, really.
When she picks herself away from him, though, she shakes her head. "If love was wrong, there wouldn't be so many people fighting for it..." she responds, fists tightening with her resolve. "It's just... so easy to just give up, but hope and love guides the way to =every= problem!"
And hope and love mean Momoko's going to be leaping forward at Azrael as he returns to his feet, spinning into a backsault -- but kicking outward this time, one-two-three before righting herself again! "Ya-ya-yaaa!"
COMBATSYS: Azrael dodges Momoko's Folha.
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Momoko 1/------=/=======|=======\-------\0 Azrael
"Tch. I never said anything was wrong with love. Go ahead and consider yourself the defender of love, or whatever, but remember that I've said nothing against it. I've done nothing but defend myself and my beliefs, which you've been constantly assaulting." He gives a small shrug. "It's fine, though. I expect as much."
Azrael isn't going to try a risky counterattack this time. He instead jumps to the side, letting Momoko pass him in her series of attacks. It was still close though... as quick as his weapon is when it spins and as fast as his motions are, his weapon definitely inhibits his overall mobility. He turns around after Momoko passes and... drops his guard? Yep, he seems to be trying to catch his breath, he's winded himself pretty badly!
COMBATSYS: Azrael drops his guard to recover.
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Momoko 1/------=/=======|=======\-------\0 Azrael
Well... what =is= he saying? Aren't ... death and love... kinda...
Momoko stops to slap herself lightly in the cheeks. This guy's frustrating! Why's he talking like he knows so much anyway? The little girl is getting all confused and everything...
Especially since he seems to just be standing there. This... perplexes Momoko even further, as she tilts her head to the side. "Ne, you're not done fighting, are you? You aren't, right? Right?" But... she doesn't seem willing to wait long enough for an answer. If he's not gonna answer, well, he can be pitched into the drink! As before, the girl rushes towards Azrael -- though rather than go for one of her tricksy acrobatic attacks, she just... reaches for his waist.
And if she's lucky, she'll be able to harness her rushing momentum -- and a wee bit of her Psycho Power -- into lifting the guy up, not only off his feet, but =into the harbor=. "Ohashi Samaninacchae!"
COMBATSYS: Momoko successfully hits Azrael with Ohashi Samaninacchae.
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Momoko 0/-------/------=|=======\==-----\1 Azrael
Polar opposites? Of course not! Love and hate are the opposites, and fighting with death is /far/ from fighting with hate. Really, he's just harnessing a negative type of chi, one that tends to drain energy. "I'm not done, now." Well, that takes care of that.
He seemingly makes no attempts to stop her from grabbing him, and he gets lifted up and thrown waaaay up into the air, and then goes falling back down, hitting the water hard and sending a huge splash up into the air after he hits. Glurp, glurp. A few bubbles come up after a few moments, and the cameras are somewhat able to cut through the glare. He's there on the bottom, sticking his weapon into the silt and...
FWOOSH!
He goes shooting up out of the water, having used the weapon as a pole to fault with. He's once again high up into the air... but now he's suddenly coming down with the weapon extended first; of course headed straight for Momoko with the pointy part.
COMBATSYS: Azrael has reached second wind!
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Momoko 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Azrael
COMBATSYS: Azrael successfully hits Momoko with Jubilant Inhumation.
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Momoko 0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0 Azrael
And once Azrael lands on Momoko he essentially goes to town, the force of the blow knocking her to the ground. With her lying prone he spins his weapon around as fast as he can and simply slices the hell out of her, showing no mercy and basically trying to slash along every part of her body, distributing the pain equally and stopping only when his arms burn, hopping off of her and taking several steps back.
Panting, Momoko watches as Azrael sails into the water, confident he won't be coming back! And why should he, right? She's kicked him a lot, and basically gotten back the lead!
... So to see him defy =everything=, springing back from the depths of the harbor to come =flying= right back at her... it's a little unbelievable, you know? So ... well, she just hops backwards, hoping to get out of the way...
She doesn't. Azrael lances her but =good= through the stomach, forcing her to scream in pain. The rest of the slices... well, suffice to say, she's gonna be bleeding from a lot of different places in a moment! Thankfully the pain all kinda blends together into one amalgam of 'OW', so that she doesn't have discrete sensations to filter out as she pushes back to her feet.
"Y... you weren't kidding!" She... actually kinda laughs, coughing up a bit of blood there. "But Momoko isn't done either, okay?" And she vaults forward, sailing high into the sky, and comes crashing down onto her opponent with a simple, straightforward heel kick to the face! "Haaaa!"
COMBATSYS: Azrael fails to interrupt Short Kick from Momoko with Weapon Jab.
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Momoko 0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0 Azrael
COMBATSYS: Azrael has reached third wind!
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Momoko 0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0 Azrael
Azrael is breathing hard, despite the fact that he's still standing. He's here to fight to his maximum potential, even if that means he's going to have to suffer through the agony of being beat beyond what he normally could take, and continue past when he would normally drop from exhaustion. "I'm ready..."
Except... he's not. When she comes flying at him he fully intends to let her kick him, but he tries to lift his weapon and poke her with a blade when she does. The problem? He pokes straight up, and even if she's short she has legs. The result is him getting kicked in the face and flattened onto the pier. ...and then he slowly, painfully stands back up, turns his head, and spits out some blood.
Wow... Momoko had figured Azrael would try to get out of the way of that! But she =was= being decisive and quick about that particular strike, so... perhaps it was just a given.
Springing back from Azrael, Momoko resumes her ginga dancing. It's... much less cute now that she's spattered with her own blood, but the audience is just gonna have to get over it. Momoko sure has.
But that isn't to say she's going to be unentertaining! She hops forward at the recovering Azrael, leaning back in midair to channel all her weight into one solid Aumada Materu kick -- again hoping to knock the creepy death boy into the harbor for a safe and friendly win! "Haaaa!"
COMBATSYS: Azrael dodges Momoko's Medium Kick.
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Momoko 0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0 Azrael
Azrael does the prudent thing this time, and skirts out of the way. He's had terrible luck trying to stab her when she comes in to attack him despite his reach weapon, so he's not going to try, even if it would be potent.
Since she's coming straight forward this time it makes it possible for him to simply hop to the other side of the pier, avoiding the attack altogether with minimal effort. If she had tried kicks with circular motions it might have made it more difficult. But, he didn't hop far, and he's still close in. He goes back to the basics and spins his weapon around and tries to get a quick pair of slices in to her legs.
COMBATSYS: Azrael successfully hits Momoko with Weapon Jab.
- Power hit! -
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Momoko 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Azrael
Gak 'er in the legs? Well... that'd be a sure way of taking the kick-happy fighter out of the running, wouldn't it? Never mind that she's been steadily blocking with her legs whenever she can -- her cargo pants are just about cut to ribbons! ... But no, the nimble girl won't be able to hop out of the way of this particular slash, nor will she be able to move to the blunt side of the blade -- a fresh vein is poked, and blood gushes out. Howling with pain, the girl staggers backwards, and falls to the floor -- but not without slapping her hand down and wheeling her legs overhead! As she balances there, the less-injured one scythes around to tag the blade fighter in the shoulder! "Haaaa!"
And then Momoko's strength finally gives out, and she collapses to the concrete. *whump*
COMBATSYS: Momoko can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Momoko successfully hits Azrael with Au Batido EX.
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COMBATSYS: Azrael takes no action.
COMBATSYS: Azrael can no longer fight.
Dodging worked well for Azrael in the last attempt. He tries to do the same here, trying his best to avoid the kick coming for him, but gets tagged in the shoulder. And then Momoko collapses...right on top of him. He's exerted himself to his absolute limit, he's done his very best to fight to the top of his ability. And now... he simply collapses to the floor like a ragdoll, a kick that should merely knock him down completely taking consciousness away from him, the incredible toll of the fight finally crashing down upon him. Luckily his weapon didn't land on either of them. If Momoko doesn't get up, one might almost wonder if they both fell over dead right there.
Well... she's not dead! But she's not getting up, clinging to consciousness with only a thread. The officials step closer... give the ten-count... and neither the sliced-up Momoko nor the lance-toting Azrael seems to want to make a move.
The choice, then, is clear. "DRAW MATCH!"
And the medical crew descends upon the two with stretchers, gauze, and a plate full of chocolate-chip cookies.
Log created by Momoko, and last modified on 08:42:15 02/25/2007.