Description: *Season Three, Episode Two* Next time on "The Millennium Doctor Tran" a scheme is hatched unknown to the world in the deepest and darkest spaces between a delicious cheese burger, but will it be eaten before it can come to fruition? Blackjack members seek their third, the Red Jack of hearts! Questions are answered in this episode of "The Millennium Doctor Tran"!
"There she is," Elle says, pointing down at the strange red had moving around on the streets below from her vantage point on a small office building in the middle of the district. She nudges Tran in the side to get his attention. "She's crazy. Batshit insane," the rocker chick says, flicking her eyes to meet Tran's. "I mean, crackers, nutso, cuckoo for cocoa puffs. But I think she might be insane enough to get on board."
The woman rubs her chin in thought, and continues her thoughts on the matter. "Considering our luck so far in getting able-bodied recruits, I guess we have to start a little lower on the totem pole... but knowing her, at least we'll be able to pay her in food and lodging instead of a solid cut, you know?" She cracks her knuckles absently. "What do you think?"
Chewing on a jerky strip, Tran is slow to respond. Before giving his opinion, he has to carefully analyze and consider each and every factor in play; the witch, her hat, the surroundings...he swallows, and at last renders a verdict.
"I wonder if she'll let me borrow her hat."
Well, they can't all be winners. Sensing that unless he gives a real opinion, Elle will smack him upside the head, Tran quickly adds, "Which is to say, uh. Sounds pretty good. If things go sour, we can still always get rid of her, right?"
And now for the witch being watched, she is just standing there, really, I mean why would anyone be watching her as she does what any witch would do on a nice night ? Night? Well whatever, it doesn't matter, she's window shopping, because she can't afford to really shop and wouldn't you know? She's been watching some of those card tricks and other magic trick videos and is attempting to go through solid matter for cheers and money from passers by. Unfortunately it is a lot harder than it looks, the whole pick a card any card routine gets old really fast when she successfully fails each time to identify the card drawn. And she's supposed to be a witch! Somehow she does end up with some tips, pity cash, but hey, she'll take it.
"Yeah, we can get rid of her if she turns into too much of a hassle, but I think we might actually beat some common sense into her if we try hard enough. Worse comes to worse? She's the best distraction a bagel and pocket change can buy," Elle says with a smirk, running her fingers through her unruly snow white hair. She sniffs, watching Naerose's antics a little longer. "We'll have her bunk in the safehouse for now. I don't she'll make much of a watchdog, but maybe if we enroll her in some classes at the community college, or hell, just a security school, we might get a return on the investment. I don't trust those goons I got for the warehouse, you know? And give her a space heater a blanket, and a stocked mini-fridge and it'll be the best job the girl's had all year."
Elle motions to Tran to follow her lead as she leaps off the building. After all, when it comes down to it, falling off a five story building isn't going to hurt her anymore after being squashed by Hugo. "Heads up, witch girl! Time for a surprise initiation! Pass the testm, join the club!" As she falls, she flings a handful of sharpened guitar picks at the witch below. They're not particularly damaging, but they're enough to get a person's attention.
COMBATSYS: Elle has started a fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Naerose has joined the fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Tran has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
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Nodding in silent agreement as he finishes his jerky stick, Tran watches Elle go. She might enjoy leaping off of buildings, but he's not a particularly big fan. Still, taking the stairs would probably take too long, and he's expected be there now, backing Elle up, so...
With a sigh, Tran tosses his jerky stick's wrapper to the side, and then hops off the side of the building. He's not going straight down, though. He's periodically punching holes in the wall to slow his descent to something more manageable. It's a bit slower, but a bit safer, too. In any case, Tran'll be there in a moment. He's just...not, yet.
COMBATSYS: Tran takes no action.
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Well that was a surprise. At the first call of witch girl Naerose is like what? Woah cool, here I am! Then she sees something glinting in the air and she's like, hey.. wait a minute, that's not cool! But it's too late, at this point she has one option, react! It's do or die time baby, let your body do what it's trained to do. She quickly discards the cards in a game of fifty two card pick up and flings her hands out to make a defense..
COMBATSYS: Naerose overcomes Thrown Object from Elle with Sagita Minor.
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"Sagita Minor!" Cries the witch and hurls her arm out while twirling away in a surprising show of agility. In her wake she leaves darts made out of air, shooting through the air, through the picks, even if they didn't she moves out of the way and brandishes her broom.
"Hey, fans are cool, but what's with the plastic? I take credit, but only in ONE PIECE."
COMBATSYS: Naerose successfully hits Elle with Sagita Minor.
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The air daggers blast through Elle's surprise attack, and the rocker loses her element of surprise. Still, she's able to keep her wits about her and steel herself against the attack even if she's moving too fast to block the incoming attacks. Next time, she'll take the stairs. So much for dramatic entrances. Those are never a good idea.
She slams into the ground hard, and forces herself back up. That'll sting tomorrow, and she winces as she stands herself to her full height. "Okay. You got me there. Let's see how long you can hold out, though." Shooting forward wit a hand already crackling with electricity, she snaps her palm to grab Narwose by the face, and send an electrical burst down into the girl's body.
Hopefully, she won't mess this up. Thank goodness for Tran sidekicks.
Finally punching his way to the ground, Tran turns and takes his time as he moves toward Naerose. Elle doesn't seem to be doing too hot already, but it's kind of hard to tell. She'll probably be fine, so the doctor doesn't see much point in hurrying overmuch. "Don't worry, don't worry, I'm coming. I'll even try not to make things too quick, here."
Well, Elle did tell him not to melt Naerose like a popsicle in hell, after all. He puts the time spent approaching to good use, studying Naerose and waiting for an opportune moment to really charge in at her.
COMBATSYS: Tran focuses on his next action.
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COMBATSYS: Naerose blocks Elle's Rock Me Amadeus.
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"Two of them?" Naerose says with shock and alarm, she didn't know she was that special. Her broom comes up quickly in order to cross check bock the first incoming attack, but it knocks her off her feet anyway. Picking herself off and dusting herself off, the witch sighs and then raises her broom.
"Okay.. what is this? Are you like mugging me? "
She adjusts her shades then sighs and just tries to belt Elle with her broom.
COMBATSYS: Elle fails to interrupt Medium Strike from Naerose with Live Wire.
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Well, Elle seems to have rotten luck this evening. She's belted across the face with the incoming broom. So far, it seems to be more of a test for her than anything else. As luck would have it, Elle just doesn't have the focus that she needs. As she shifts to a more offensive mode and attempts to slip under Naerose's attack, she manages to get hit anyhow. Backpedaling as she puts a hand to her face, narrowing her eyes. While the fight's not anywhere near over, she's definitely not looking so good. That's what hubris brings you.
"Nah. Just seeing if you're good enough," Elle replies dourly, her expression tightening to conceal the fact that's she's cursing herself for being too eager to battle. "TRAN! Get your hot doc buns in here and /do/ something already! I don't pay you just to look good!"
"What, seriously?" Tran's eyes widen in mock surprise. "And here I thought you only wanted me around because I'm so handsome." Quipping aside, Tran does seem ready to finally get into the action. Continuing his steady forward advance, he cracks his knuckles.
"Alright, witch, try not to get burned." Isn't he so clever? Well, maybe not. But at the very least, he can punch people. People like Naerose, aiming a swift jab right for her gut as he draws near.
COMBATSYS: Tran successfully hits Naerose with Quick Punch.
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To which Naerose is like, huh what? Burned? Is he using Fire? She lookks for fire. O_O. *smack* Ugh. That was so not fire. That was a tricky hit. She bends down a bit and then totally realizes how much that absolutely sucked. costs
Yes, the costs, it wasn't a typo, this was the price she paid for getting herself nailed in the gut. Well, the one girl looks down for the moment, so Naerose will just defend herself as they come, that means TRAN.
"What the crap, that hurt!.. Okay, well Take this!"
She swings her broom in a wide seeep.
With some of the heat taken off her, Elle can plan her next move and think before she acts. You know. Like she normally does. The brown cigarettes she always uses make an appearance, sluding from their pack as she taps one out. Lighting the cig with a flick of her fingertip, she stands back as Naerose rushes down at Tran. Well, the girl's tenacious and has more spirit than she recalls, that's for sure, and prior to the attack of the Tran she was pretty much turning Elle's day upside down. So she gives Tran a thumbs up, charging her aura up and letting the crackling electrical and sonic energy build around her slowly.
COMBATSYS: Elle gathers her will.
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COMBATSYS: Naerose successfully hits Tran with Clean Sweep.
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Hmm. Note to self: don't return the thumbs up when you're mixing it up with a crazy witch-wannabe. Tran's feet are knocked out from under him as he attempts to do just that, landing the man flat on his back with a grunt. "Well, at least you're spirited." See, she's a witch, so it's funny, because...nevermind. Just nevermind.
From his downed position, Tran brings his legs out and attempts to lock them around Naerose's, before pulling them out from under her to bring her down to his level.
COMBATSYS: Naerose blocks Tran's Quick Throw.
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Woah, she's getting tossed around! Naerose tries to roll with it, but it's gonna hurt just a little bit anyway. She was not built to take a crapload of beating from two ways, she was delicate and pretty right? Well whatever, the witch was going to have to get serious.
"Okay, that's it, I am not joining the mormon religion! I knwe you gues wouldn't stop at just the phone calls!"
She says it but she's more serious than she looks as she aims a high heeled foot toward Tran's unfortunate crotch.
Chat with one Mormon child and they never let you forget it, eh Tran? Whatever the case may be, Elle's not going to sit around and let Tran do all the dirty work. With her aura crackling over her body, she goes into a full charge. The ions in front of her begin to do a mad, frenetic dance as she reaches full speed. "Sorry girl, you don't have a choice in joining or not anymore. But we're not Mormons, so get it straight."
Witha final charging burst, Elle stops short in front of Naerose, a fist reared back. "Okay, girl. It's bedtime for Bonzo." The punch shoots forward to slam into Naerose's face, the electrical buildup hopefully discharging on the girl and causing some damage.
COMBATSYS: Tran interrupts Light Kick from Naerose with Dr. Tran Doles Out the Harshness.
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WRONG. If there's one thing you do not do to a Real American Hero, a suave secret agent, a doctor with a PhD in kicking your ass, it is kick him in the junk. It's tragic that Naerose had to learn this the hard way. From his position on the ground, Tran sees the attack coming, and quickly spins about on his back, planting his palms above his head under Naerose. This means he gets kicked in the head a little, but it's worth it when a geyser erupts from underneath Naerose.
"ONE mormon child ONCE, I swear. Won't you people just let me live it down?" Despite the harsh words, Tran seems to be in a pretty good mood, smiling as he says it.
COMBATSYS: Elle successfully hits Naerose with Cherry Bomb.
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Wow, Naerose literally gets beaten around in a really bad way. This was sucking something terrible for her, getting double teamed and hit in front, then in back. The kick doesn't go through either. This was bad.. Bad. She wasn't sure who to go after either, they were both so scary! Okay, she had to nail someone, it was going to be Elle.
Stumbling back, Naerose starts to murmur and draws a circle in the ground and then quickly makes a silly symbol or two and starts beckoning down with her hands, causing the air to flair up like falling stars.
"Tsuki Ten Suisei Ten Kinsei Ten Taiyou Ten Kasei Ten Mokusei Ten Dosei Ten Kousei Ten Gendou Ten."
COMBATSYS: Elle endures Naerose's Star Fall!
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Elle is engulfed in power, the magic boiling around her and swalling her whole. The pain isn't all that fantastic, either. Normally, this would be where Elle would take some considerable seconds to re-evaluate the reason she does this at all. But her regimen to leaping into the faces of people several ranks above her was to be able to hide her reactions to the hits a little better, even if she didn't walk away from any of it toughened up.
As the attack dies down, Elle is left standing there, looking all the world like Wile E. Coyote in a Chuck Jones directed Looney Tunes, completely blackened in soot and ash. She lets out a cough, wincing as she draws a breath again. At least she managed to sit through that without keeling over in pain, right?
Another cough, and a puff of smoke issues from her lungs, the cigarette previously in her mouth turned totally to ashes as she unlimbers the guitar strapped over her shoulder. "Alrighty then," she says calmly. "Tran, you might wanna duck behind something sturdy." The fingers draw across the strings in a devestatingly loud power chord as the woman goes straight into Deep Purple's 'Smoke on the Water'. It's not a hard song, no, but it's just loud enough to blast an entire feild of sound outward, the shockwave tossing up debris along the way as the wall of pure sound ripples towards Naerose.
"Uhoh." Never let it be said that Tran doesn't recognize a good idea when he hears it. So what's he do? He rolls the hell away, crouching down behind a conveniently close mailbox shaped like R2D2. Why it's in Southtown is anybody's guess.
Tran calls out, although it's probably drowned out by the soundwave, "I'll just let you handle it, then!" Tran'll just...stay there for a minute. Elle's probably got thing covererd, yeah? Yeah.
COMBATSYS: Dr. Tran drops his guard to recover.
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COMBATSYS: Elle successfully hits Naerose with ACDC.
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Naerose gets totally blasted, afterall, she wasn't expecting to see Elle come through her attack and out the other side. She's only got one thing left to do.
"I.. will.. No.." *cough* "Let you .. succeed. in your.. evil.. plot-!"
Naerose is tottally going to get the heck out of there! She gets on her broom and shoots off at Elle in an attempt to escape? Or maybe Grab Elle and drag her into the air and drop her before sadly crashing as she seems to lose her control and ends up on her head with her legs dangling in the air oddly.
COMBATSYS: Naerose can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Elle dodges Naerose's Delphine Charge.
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Elle takes a step to the left as she swings her guitar back over her shoulder. That was satisfying. Oh yeah.
As Naerose slams into the ground, she raises her hand and motions towards the body. "C'mon, Tran. Help me out with Sabrin. We gotta get her ass down to the warehouse for brainwashing, rinsing, and conditioning." Good old Elle, always thinking of number one. Still, as she approaches the downed witch with a length of guitar wire she seems to always have around along with a pair of pliers to keep the binds tight, she nods to Tran.
"Thanks for the assist. I'll make sure you get a little extra dough in your pay packet this week."
Log created on 21:39:04 03/31/2007 by Naerose, and last modified on 09:34:11 08/19/2007.