Description: A Hard Enough Life-- Ryo, unless you want even more pushups, you better win this time. And you better not let Akira show you up, that would be embarrassing. Also, clean your room, it's a mess. Honestly! (Winners: Clark and Elisabeth)
Tonight, Pao Pao Café is alive, all but busting at the seams. Why?
Saturday Night Fight, of course.
The majority of the restaurant is squared off, tables and chairs cleared out of the way to create a wide fighting "arena" for the scheduled combatants. Cameras and crew alike surround the circled-off area, men and women alike pushing through crowds of people, who eagerly await the beginning of tonight's battle. At its center is a man in a nice suit, a microphone in his large hand. Dark eyes are fixed on a crew member off to the side, who fidgets with communications gear strapped to his head.
A nod is exchanged and a hand lifts high.
"Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelcome everyone to tonight's Saturday Night Fight!" The crowd cheers loudly, but his hand lifts, gesturing that they keep it to a minimal and give him time to finish talking, of course. "Good to see you are all eager and ready! I assure you that you won't wait long! In fact, our first fighter in this thrilling two versus two is the elegant heiress hailing from France. Wielding a strange form of chi energy that manifests as light - surely to offer a brilliant display for you all...Elisabeth Blanctorche!"
The heiress arrives, chin aloft as she strolls through the cheering crowd, making her way with an elegant gait toward the center with nary a word. Stepping into the "arena," a spotlight focuses momentarily on her expressionless features.
"Our next fighter..."
"...Hails from our very own Southtown, he is one of the most famous fighters of Kyokugen Style Karate in the world and beat down every single ruffian in our city on his quest for justice, the one, only, the Raging Tiger, Ryo Sakazaki!"
Ryo steps out from the other side of the restaurant at a steady, calm pace, with a collected and confident grin on his features. He loves thoses presentations -- but he best not let all that go to his head! Overconfidence has been his downfall many times.
"Then, we have..."
"Some girl in a tanktop and biker pants...Oh! It's Akira Kazama from Seiyjun High! She threw Kain around a lot!" The announcer isn't very polite regarding Akira's capabilities or (lack of) popularity with certain crowds.
Akira steps out alongside Ryo and notes to him, "Don't slow me down or anything, okay?" She usually is more polite--but she is rather confident of this fight as she knows Ryo pretty well!
"And last, but not least... this 'bad dude' isn't just bad enough to save the president, but he's BAD ENOUGH to throw down with the best of the best in our Saturday Night Fight!! Introducing..."
"... I don't really think you have to be that much of a 'bad dude' to fight in these things..."
"... CLAAAAAAARK STEEEEEEEEEEEEEEL!!"
Clark Steel scratches the back of his head as he takes a long, sweeping look around him. His own commentary withstanding, it has been some time since he's actually participated in one of these things. And, despite his typically reserved attitude, there is an eager smile that tugs at the corners of his lips today. Maybe you don't have to be a really bad dude to participate in Saturday Night Fight, but... that doesn't make it any less exciting to fight people who can provide a decent challenge, does it?
Passing through the wall of cheering crowds into the sectioned off 'arena.' Clark looks just as calm -- if not a touch more amiable -- than his partner as he steps into the bounds of the fighting ground. Behind dark shades, eyes roam to either opponent, before looking towards his partner in this particular fight; a woman he's met once before. And one who he knows for a fact hurts, quite a bit. "... Elisabeth Blanctorche, right? Good to meet you again." Giving a nod of his head, Clark lifts his arms, smashing his right fist into his left, open palm. "Let's give 'em a hell of a fight, huh?" And then? Clark flexes with one arm while giving a thumbs up to the crowd. They, in turn, go wild.
He sure is one bad dude.
All fighters arrive on time, much to the delight of the SNF curators. The man in the center turns his attention toward the communications lackey, who tips his head to one side. A soft nod is given before the man lifts a hand, offering the announcer a thumbs up. He also nods.
"Very well! SNF and Howard Enterprises welcomes all fighters to the Pao Pao Café!" A nod is offered to the four men and women before he looks toward the camera. By now, the audience has stilled to a hush.
Meanwhile, Elisabeth's dark eyes lift, turning toward the approaching Ikari Warrior. She offers the faintest of nods, eyes hooding softly before she says, "And you are Clark Steel. You were a good fighter the last we met. I hope you will keep up your streak." The tiniest of smiles dares to tug at her lips before it simply fades. Her eyes flicker aside, toward the other two. They are given a nod, and the hand at her side - upon a particularly nasty looking black riding crop - tightens.
"BEGIN!" the announcer exclaims, lifting his arm up high before he ducks aside and dashes out of harm's way. The cameras are rolling...
But Elisabeth does not move. Instead her eyes focus between Ryo and Akira.
COMBATSYS: Elisabeth has started a fight here.
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Elisabeth 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Clark has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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Elisabeth 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Clark
COMBATSYS: Elisabeth focuses on her next action.
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Elisabeth 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Clark
COMBATSYS: Ryo has joined the fight here.
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Elisabeth 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Clark
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Ryo 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Elisabeth has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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Ryo 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Elisabeth
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COMBATSYS: Akira has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
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Akira 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Clark
"Slow you down?" Ryo Sakazaki mutters back to his partner in this match, his wide, confident grin ever present. "I'd say the same to you! You and I will beat the crap out of theses two punks!" There is no doubt in the Kyokugen Fighter's mind about the outcome of this battle!
The Raging Tiger remains where he is as well, his eyes focused on the two opponments. "You look out for the sunglasses dude. I think he's some kind of wrestler." He comments before thursting out his arms toward Elizabeth and Clark, his legs crouched.
"COME ON! LET'S DO THIS!"
COMBATSYS: Ryo focuses on his next action.
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Akira 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Clark
"Alright, if you say so." Akira laughs a little, "I'm not so sure. I've trained against BEARS." She hesitates a moment, realizing this is actually a lie. "Well," She admits quietly, "Boman is kind of like a bear..."
She doesn't crouch, but she does shift into a defensive position--holding one palm out in the ready as she readies herself for her next move... but what will it be?!
COMBATSYS: Akira focuses on her next action.
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Akira 0/-------/-------|===----\-------\0 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Clark
Well, it looks like everyone's just standing around, waiting for someone to act. Clark observes this all silently, looking from Ryu, to Akira, to Elisabeth. And then? He turns his focus entirely on the Frenchwoman, giving a single nod of his head. "Same to you. Follow my lead." Of course, whether she does or not is entirely up to her. But there's something to be said about teamwork.
Clark's body tenses, muscles gearing up in preparation for the incoming fight. He gives a simple, slow roll of his neck, working out the kinks there. Well, if none of them are going to actually get things rolling, than Clark's just going to appease the fans... and get right down to it.
One movement is all it takes. With the roar of crowds, Clark races across the distance, making a long, dashing run towards Akira. His right hand tenses, palm facing forward. Making a beeline towards Akira, it seems, for all intents and purposes, that the man is going for a telltale grapple. But instead? At the last moment, his open hand clenches into a fist, and he swings it UPWARD for a swift, jabbing uppercut aimed straight for Akira's chin. "HUP!"
A Mexican standoff? Elisabeth seems mildly surprised, evident by the slight loft of thin black brows as either fighter speaks up. If they want the fight to start, then they should presumably make the first move, right? Exhaling softly, long digits slowly unclench, her palm resting flat atop her crop's end. "Very well," she mumbles to herself. Her gaze lifts slightly as Clark regards her, to which she nods.
Then he makes his moving, heralding the start of the fight. Dark eyes hood, focusing briefly before the woman lunges forward, following in a few seconds after Clark, to deliver a blunt, painful blow with her riding crop's hilt straight for Akira's gut, likely to add proverbial insult to injury! "HAA!"
Ryo's eyebrows lift up high! What is this -- are they concentrating fire on Kyokugen's newest student!? Nevermind that she's not actualy /his/ student, but whatever. "Hmph! Good! Let's do this then!" He shouts out, charging straight toward Clark, seeking to intercept him with himself. He might be too late, but a fireball will certainly have MORE chance to intercept him!
"KO'OU KEN!" Sakazaki shouts out, throwing out a large fireball headed for the Sunglasses Dude.
COMBATSYS: Clark successfully hits Akira with Quick Punch.
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Akira 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Clark
COMBATSYS: Akira interrupts Fierra from Elisabeth with Gate Elbow.
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Akira 0/-------/-----==|=====--\-------\0 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Clark
Akira slides out of the way of Clark's strike--or would, if she slid in the right direction. Instead, she takes a smack in the chin and stumbles away from him. "Ugh. Not this again... I'm sick and tired of this crap." She twists on her foot to face Elisabeth as she tries to assist in doubleteaming poor Akira--but she twists around and takes a smack in the arm--but ignores it before she slams her elbow into Elisabeth's chin. That probably hurt more Elisabeth more than it hurt Akira.
"HYA! I've been doubleteamed so often, it's easy! Are you that scared of Ryo? Pah! You're not even testing him this way!"
She twists around and starts moving away from Elisabeth and Clark, opening up the distance as she continues to stick to the defensive. "Or is it me you fear? Come on, I'm not that scary am I? It's just a tanktop!"
COMBATSYS: Clark endures Ryo's Kuuchuu Ko'ou Ken.
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Akira 0/-------/-----==|=====--\-------\0 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0 Clark
Whatever Akira's complaint's may be, this is the route that Clark has chosen. Any military man can tell you its best to focus on one adversary and then move on to the next. And, his first blow successful, it seems like this is the correct route to go -- though Elisabeth, apparently, is not quite so lucky. Taking a good look between Akira, and then Elisabeth, as that elbow crashes into the Frenchwoman's chin. She can handle herself, though. In the meantime --
--Clark will deal with the big, scary fireball heading his way.
Most people would try to block, or at least get out of the way of such a dangerous-looking burst of chi. But, in such close proximity, and with such obvious power behind it, Clark really can't do much of anything other than be a bad dude, and /take it all./
In fact, Ryo's fireball ends up aiding him. The burning chi certainly hurts, but he takes it like a man. In fact, he moves /with/ the momentum, letting the concussive force of the strike launch him off like some kind of killer rocket... aimed shoulder-first for Akira. "HMPH!" Scared? Clark fights NINJA. And ALIENS. And ALIEN NINJA.
Schoolgirls several levels below on the Threat to the World meter in comparison.
Interrupted mid-strike, the heiress' crop hilt recoils slightly after it strikes Akira, reholstering itself at her side as she staggers a few steps back. A hand lifts shortly after, rubbing idly at her chin, dark eyes distant for a cursory moment. Then, exhaling softly, the woman shakes her head, features stern. A momentary lapse of reasoning. It's swiftly remedied.
"Ah, mademoiselle. It's nothing personal," she states coolly, her words lacking any real compassion, even if they MAY be sincere. It's just combat. Afraid? The way Elisabeth's eyes hood, it seems quite the contrary. The corners of her lips dare to twitch into a smile, but she does well to simply suppress it. Instead, she moves into action. Clark seems capable of handling himself.
Charging Akira once more, the woman unsheathes the crop as she draws near, lifting it high before she swings it down twice, a twofold strike delivered for the girl's chest and face seconds before Clark arrives. For good reason - she wouldn't want to be caught in his brutal tumble.
COMBATSYS: Elisabeth successfully hits Ryo with Strong Punch.
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Akira 0/-------/-----==|=====--\-------\0 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Clark
'Nothing personal'! They ARE scared -- or are they merly being tactical by taking out the 'weaker' member of their opposing team? Whatever the reason, it means that Ryo is ignored, and he HEAVILY DISLIKE being ignored!
Recovering from his fireball, the Raging Tiger leaps upward, homing himself to land in front of Akira, reciving the brunt force of the punch lashed out by the frenchwoman. "Tch! I barely felt that one! Fine! If that's what you two punks wants, you'll get it! Akira!" He shouts to the teenager behind him. "Punch. Face. Him."
For him? He'll settle with a kick to the incoming Clark's stomach.
COMBATSYS: Akira blocks Clark's Tackle.
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Akira 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/--=====|===----\-------\0 Clark
Akira says, "You just want to win, right? Man, I should've brought my helmet today." She sighs--confidence deflating as Clark moves in for the tackle. Unfortunately for Clark, she has plenty of time to prepare because she moved back and away from him earlier--allowing herself to block Clark's slam into her body with her arm--though she winces even though she manages to dissipitate most of the agony that would've caused her normally. "Agh." She hisses, "I've got a better idea, Ryo... how about... I kick his face, huh? How would that be?"
Blushing a little at her own words, Akira twists into a jumping spin kick for Clark's face--and then another... and then ANOTHER! Bursts of wind erupt around her feet with each potential strike. "Thanks, Ryo!" She adds, "We're gonna have to work together--they seem to know what they're doing!"
COMBATSYS: Clark blocks Akira's Dancing Cyclone Kick.
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Akira 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0 Clark
COMBATSYS: Clark dodges Ryo's Medium Kick.
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Akira 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0 Clark
Apparently, kicking Clark's face is not a better idea. Likely because, after you've endured an entire Galactica Phantom to the face, everything else seems undeniably wimpy by comparison. Such is the case for Akira's attack. While he can see that she's put a lot of effort into the kick -- a LOT of effort into it -- he still sees it coming just in time to launch his forearms up in a suitable defense, absorbing the bulk of the blow with relative easy; the stinging sensation in his arm fades away only a moment after, though the sheer force of the attack DOES cause him to stagger back once. "...huh. You hit pretty hard!"
But he's not out of the woods yet. A single, swinging kick comes to bear towards Steel's mighty gut, so what is the man to do? Still recovering from Akira's sudden assault, he does one, relatively simple thing: he sidesteps the attack. In one easy motion, he just lets the blow sweep right beside him without fear of harm, before he turns his attentions back towards Akira, his eyes narrowed in thought. What to do?
The answer to that is pretty simple. Lunging forward quickly, Clark seeks to take a firm grasp of Akira's shoulders. And, if his grip holds true, he'll flip her /backwards/ straight over his head, and /right/ into the ground beneath them with a single, mighty toss.
Whatever the reasoning for the other fighters, it does not seem to thwart the Blanctorche heiress. She charges in regardless, the crop lifting from her side and swinging fiercely toward both fighters. Both, because Ryo decided to step into Akira's way. Blue eyes narrow ever so slightly before she simply takes a step back and sheathes the weapon at her hip. Ryo's insult is met with little more than a dull expression. Clearly, it holds much like water on a duck's back. In fact, the woman seems focused more on her thoughts and less on anything anyone says.
They're gunning for Clark now? He can handle it easily, she thinks. Eyes hood swiftly thereafter, a grin tugging slightly at the woman's lips. Regardless of where their attention now lie, Elisabeth charges after Akira as she spin-kicks, a leg coiling up at her side before she thrusts it out, to attempt to kick the girl in the back just before she's hefted up by Clark.
COMBATSYS: Ryo blocks Clark's Medium Throw.
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Akira 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0 Clark
They really are not hearing a darn thing, don't they? Not only they want to keep focusing on the new Kyokugen trainee! Sounds like that Ryo have to, yet again, act as a courageous (if stupid) knight. "Nrrrg!" Ryo lets out when his kick missed, quickly throwing himself in front of Clark and grab his hands, pushing him back and away violently.
"Alright! That's it!" Sakazaki shouts. "Come on! Face me, if you're not afraid, coward! FACE ME! HYAAAAAAH! KO'OU KEN!"
Look at that! Another fireball is headed toward you, Clark, to your FACE!
COMBATSYS: Akira endures Elisabeth's Light Kick.
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Akira 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0 Clark
Akira's back is now up against a wall, she's running out of places to run to. She doesn't keep up on Clark, perhaps because Ryo is jumping in and helping her--she has her own philosophy regarding how to fight a battle.
Akira breathes out through her nose for a moment, waiting for Elisabeth to get close--and then takes the kick right at her side--and it impacts resoundly against her smaller frame.
Akira grabs for Elisabeth's leg, brings down the underside of it for her knee--and then ducks down and aims to chuck Elisabeth from her leg into a nearby table. "HA!" She shouts.
COMBATSYS: Ryo successfully hits Clark with Kuuchuu Ko'ou Ken.
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Akira 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Elisabeth
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Ryo 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Clark
Face him? Face him if he's not afraid of Ryo?
"That must work on a lot of little kids, huh?"
Clark's reply is good natured, and, most importantly -- it's calm. Unlike Ryo, and unlike many fighters, Clark is no hot-head. And no amount of trash talking is going to deter him from the strategy that he's decided to lay out. Not even the blast of chi that barrels into him once more. The same attack. Except this time it stings a little bit. Behind his shades, Clark looks decidedly less than impressed.
However, Ryo's attack once more does the exact opposite of it's intention. As projectiles are wont to do, it causes an unmistakeable distance between Clark and Ryo as the larger man is knocked backwards -- towards both Akira and Elisabeth during their little exchange.
Landing on his feet, Clark once more goes in to grasp for Akira. Ryo got in the way before, but with speed and distance on Clark's side, he doubts that's going happen again. Launching in from behind, Clark seeks to get a solid grasp on Akira by the waist, just after she finishes her attack on Elisabeth. And, if successful, he'll lift her up... before suplexing her, straight into the ground. One mighty, mighty suplex.
COMBATSYS: Elisabeth blocks Akira's Quick Throw.
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Akira 0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0 Elisabeth
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Ryo 1/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Clark
Again, more yelling. Contrary to the other opponents, Elisabeth seems to keep relatively quiet, likely unnerving in its own way. Fortunately, the young brunette also seems to keep quiet during the midst of combat. Focused and relatively alert of her surroundings, the heiress just keeps centered now. She attacks, regardless of...well, everything. Kicking the tiny brunette, she makes her move.
The impact causes the woman to tilt her head slightly. Akira lashes out against her, but the heiress is quick to respond by...letting herself be grabbed? Hurled through the air, the woman rotates her form midair, twisting her body before she lands, inches short of the table. A brief glance is spared around, toward the edge of the table...and a few people who scattered out of the way just in time. Elisabeth sighs.
Rather than pursue in the wake of Clark, Elisabeth simply steps forward once more, a hand at her side tensing. Though she approaches, she does not attack. Instead she watches, formulating her next plan of action carefully.
COMBATSYS: Elisabeth focuses on her next action.
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Akira 0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0 Elisabeth
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Ryo 1/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Clark
Ryo Sakazaki IS a hothead, on the other hand, much like all fighters from the Kyokugen Style Karate. It's a prereq, to be honest! Who else would fight bears, punch charging bulls KO and throw table at people for the heck of it and the sake of training? Not many, that's who!
"Rrrrrgn!" The Raging Tiger snarls out, witnessing the opponments concentrating still on Akira. Damnit, if they want to keep it THAT way, might as well take advantage of it. He'd lay back and charge up energy, but the frustration of this fight is getting the better of him, a burst of adernaline surging through his body. "THAT'S IT!" He screams, "HIEN SHIPPY KYAKU!"
He crouched for a moment, closing his eyes, leaning back and throws himself toward Clark, lashing out a kick covered in orange energies. Flying Kicks are ALWAYS a good thing!
COMBATSYS: Clark successfully hits Akira with Medium Throw.
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Akira 1/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Clark
Akira glances to Elisabeth. Amazingly enough, she's backing off instead. So Akira decides to see if she can take what Clark's coming at her--and apparently can't, as she's easily grabbed and SUUUPLLEEXXEED into the ground. Youch! Akira bashes her head against the ground and, well, is looking up into Clark's face.
She blinks twice, and then brings up her arms and shouts, "KIKOU KAI!" as she lets loose with a gigantic ball of SKULL Chi right into Clark's face if he's not careful--and if he's doubly not careful, it might knock him right into Ryo's flying feet of fury!
COMBATSYS: Akira successfully hits Clark with Kikou Kai.
- Power hit! -
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Akira 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/=======|=======\====---\1 Clark
COMBATSYS: Clark dodges Ryo's Hien Shippu Kyaku.
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Akira 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/=======|=======\====---\1 Clark
Unpleasant. That's a good word for it. Being hit by a giant ball of killer chi is not exactly Clark's idea of a good time, especially when he can see the amount of effort that Akira puts behind the assault. It comes barrelling in, and though he tries to mount a defense, he doesn't QUITE do it in time; the blast of chi crashes into him, burning and exploding at the same time and sending the beefy man flying through the air.
Unfortunately... this, too, like most projectiles, does the opposite of Akira's intentions. Instead of knocking Clark INTO Ryo's signature technique that might of otherwise spelled out his doom, it knocks him AWAY from it. Flying through the air Clark goes, but in the opposite direction of Ryo, sending that flaming kick of pain crashing into nothing but air. A near hit, indeed.
Clark, on the other hand, hits the ground roughly, rolling before he comes to a rather abrupt stop a fair distance from both Akira and Ryo. For the moment, Clark stays in a crouch, taking in deep breaths as smoke billows off his body.
"... owch."
COMBATSYS: Clark gains composure.
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Akira 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1 Clark
It would seem Clark Steel is having some trouble. Drawing her eyes to a close, the heiress considers for the moment, slender, pale fingertips rising from her side, to gently clasp at her chin. Thoughtful, the woman focuses on the fight with not her eyes, but her ears. She seems briefly content, nodding her head softly. Then, slowly, dark blue eyes open. They settle on the fight before her and her teammate, who seems a bit worse for wear. This won't do.
Marching forth with her head aloft, the Frenchwoman reenters without an ounce of hesitation, passing Clark by without so much as a second glance. At her side, a fist begins to spark with chi, silvery energy dancing across long digits, over knuckles and up her wrist. The air is alive with that odd energy as she focuses it onto her fist. Then? Thrusting her clenched hand forward, she lets go that energy. Around her arm, five points of light erupt and sail right for Akira.
The Hien Shippu Kyaku is a mighty attack, attack that Ryo Sakazaki has spent many, many days on perfecting. Why, oh why, it never seems to WORK? It frustrates the Raging Tiger to no end!
But he has no time to waste on angsting and anger. Landing from his attack and sailing far from Clark, he leaps high and homes himself toward the Ikari Warrior, forming up a familiar energy in his left hand that he throws downward at his foe. "KUUCHUU KO'OU KEN!" He shouts as the blue mid-air fireball -- bane of all fighters everywhere -- is thrown.
COMBATSYS: Akira blocks Elisabeth's Grand Etancher.
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Akira 0/-------/------=|=======\==-----\1 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1 Clark
"Yeah, that would hurt." Akira stands up, "Not quite what I was hoping for, but I really can't complain..." She pats her legs to dust debris off it--before twisting around and bringing her arms up--blocking all the light thrust at her...and sliding back even as the energy burns her arms. "Agghh...." She hisses. She won't last much longer, she needs to give Ryo a better chance of taking down Elisabeth--he will definately last longer...but that doesn't mean he can't show him up!
"Hey Ryo!" She taunts through her pain, "I really doubt you can top THAT! Did you see how far he flew? Ha!" She then lunges for Clark again--throwing a quick series of flying spin kicks for his face--winds billowing up around her body.
COMBATSYS: Clark dodges Akira's Dancing Cyclone Kick.
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Akira 0/-------/-------|=======\==-----\1 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1 Clark
COMBATSYS: Clark slows Kuuchuu Ko'ou Ken from Ryo with Large Thrown Object.
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Akira 0/-------/-------|=======\==-----\1 Elisabeth
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Ryo 1/------=/=======|=======\==-----\1 Clark
Really, at this point, Clark feels like he's experiencing a broken record. Which is usually the case when you see the same exact fireball thrown at you three times. His response is simple, this time. He picks up a table from outside the ring, and hurls it at the fireball. That's it. It's the most bland, most anticlimatic thing he can think of. He hefts up a table, chucks it at the burst of chi, watches most of the chi be dispersed before it hits him, and then takes a single step backward. "Huh. Guess they start hurting less the more you use them?" It's a simple thought.
One that can't really be expanded on since Akira is flinging herself at Clark like some kind of mad woman. Each one of the spin kicks are deftly outmaneuvered as Clark takes a single leap /backwards/, landing with an strange amount of skill for someone as large as him. He seems relatively unharmed by the barrage; apparently, it was just a little bit too slow -- or he was, more likely, a little bit too fast. Other than that? He doesn't attack. He expended enough effort hurling that table with all he had. Right now he just spends a moment to catch his breath.
More trouble for the Ikari Warrior it seems. Though Elisabeth attacks, Akira seems to stave off the attack, the silvery points of light bursting against her forearms and winking out of sight. Eyes avert briefly, as Ryo makes his attack at Clark. So they're using that tactic? The tiniest of grins haunts the heiress' lips as blue eyes hood. He's not down quite yet.
Watching Akira lash out at Clark, the heiress spins on her boot and follows in pursuit. Fortune smiles upon the Ikari briefly, and out of harm's way of her attack he flies. Eyes narrow further, lips pulled tightly as she closes in on the girl and rips the crop from her side, to execute a hard, stinging blow right across the girl's back whilst it remains turned. For a moment the woman's eyes narrow, focusing intently on the girl.
You know what they say, if it worked once, it'll probably work twice and thrice, too. Such was the working philosophy behind the Table Throwing Techniques of Kyokugen!
Thus, it is a faintly impressed Ryo that watch his fireball struggle with the table, but overcome and hits Clark anyway. "Maybe, maybe not!" He lets out, crossing his arms and focusing his chi in them. "I /was/ churning them one after the other, but no longer. You want to know why?"
He spreads out his arms and thrust them outward, a LARGE FIREBALL, easily as tall and large than a fully grown man, is fired at the Ikari Warrior. "BECAUSE IT'S HAOH SHO KO KEN TIME!"
COMBATSYS: Akira endures Elisabeth's Strong Punch.
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Akira 0/-------/-----==|=======\==-----\1 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/-------|=======\==-----\1 Clark
Akira fails to make contact on Clark--she takes the punch--right as where Elisabeth wants it--but Akira is getting desperate. Very desperate. So she summons up all the reserve she has left and throws herself for Clark in, well, THIS time it's probably the last flying spin kick she's gonna get away with this fight!
This time, however, she only manages one-for his ribs.
COMBATSYS: Clark dodges Ryo's Haoh Sho Ko Ken.
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Akira 0/-------/-----==|=======\==-----\1 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/-------|=======\==-----\1 Clark
COMBATSYS: Clark blocks Akira's Dancing Cyclone Kick.
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Akira 0/-------/----===|=======\==-----\1 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/-------|=======\===----\1 Clark
"I'm gonna let you in on a tip from a pro..." Clark speaks calmly to Ryo as once more, energy swells up in the young man's hand in a tell-tale sign of yet another projectile. Clark sighs. Again with this? It's kind of sad, but clearly Ryo has an intense interest in hitting people from afar with bursts of energy, so he won't complain. Still -- the attack comes, in one gigantic freaking fireball. And what does Clark do? He tenses his body... and LEAPS off to the side.
"... standing back hurling fireballs all day isn't the way real men fight!"
The Haoh Sho Ko Ken, in all its fury and might, flies right past Clark as he leaps to the side. Yet, the thing about fireballs, is that they don't stop if they miss the intended target. Thus, the massive fireball carries on, apparently threatening to slam into the cheering fans, or cause some sort of damage to either cafe or people alike. But in that very moment, Clark Steel, real American badass, reaches out...
... and grasps onto a nearby camera.
"Thanks!" It's the only thing offered before Clark SWINGS that expensive equipment straight at the massive fireball like a baseball bat. The sheer amount of force behind the blow is enough to send the fireball careening /upwards/ in a now upward path, sending it CRASHING into the roof. There is a series of gasps, a deafening explosion, and rubble falling down all around the arena. But afterwards? Applause. Applause, and a flexing Clark Steel.
"BOOYAH!"
That miniature crisis averted, he still has yet another attack flying his way. Again, Akira does the same attack, and Clark proves that, having seen that attack three times today, it proves less-than effective. Forearms lift, blocking the blow and sending Clark staggering back... but not out of the fight. Shaking his head, he grunts -- and then LEAPS straight for Akira. His intent is to simply tackle her to the ground, roll around once with her in tow, before lifting her upper body up... and /slam/ it right into the ground. "HUP!"
A gusty girl, that Akira. As the heiress lashes out against her backside, there is an obvious air about her, that she intended to be taken in by the attack. Furrowing her thin black brows slightly, the woman sports a mildly - very mildly - bemused expression before she simply steps back a pace and twists, sheathing the crop at her hip once again, where it belongs. For the moment, Akira has her undivided attention.
Until Ryo yells. Blinking once, the woman's gaze flickers aside, observing the young man briefly. Clark is definitely in a pinch...and yet... He surprises her again by deftly moving out of the projectile's way and right into a block. He's proving to be quite resourceful in the midst of a seemingly dire situation. He even goes out of his way and above and beyond the call of duty by redirecting the projectile out of the crowd's way. She's surprised, to say the least. Lips ALMOST curl into a grin.
The heiress shakes her head softly and refocuses on the battle. Lifting her eyes, they focus on the young woman, eyes narrowing once more. With her in her sights, Elisabeth moves forward, lifting a fist from her side. Sliding to a stop, she executes a punch, attempting to plant it at her collarbone, to stun, and allow Clark to have a precious split-second to snare the schoolgirl as she herself weaves aside in hopes of avoiding all of that Ikari muscle.
"And I suppose ganging up on a teenage girl is how real mens fight? /Really/ impressive display, there, buddy! Right in International TV!" Ryo snaps right back, slamming his fists into each others. Oh, that's it. This guy is so going down. But he's kind of right -- laying back and throwing fireballs would reduce him to the level of Ryu, known coinsonneur of chi-based projectiles. In fact, this whole fight, he has been lying to himself and tried to dig into the dark side -- the lame side, like his foes.
It's time to return to the light.
"So you want me to come closer, don't you? YOU WANT ME TO COME CLOSER!? THEN YOU'LL GET THAT! HYAAAAH!" The Raging Tiger screams as he leaps high, soaring directly toward the Ikari and CRASHES a few metres away, cracking the floor in the process.
"Thanks for the tip, but no thanks! For I know that Kyokugen is LIGHT--I mean ROCKS!" Swiftly, he reach down to this aftermentioned cracked wooden floor and rips out a whole tile(the one he was on) and swings it at Clark.
COMBATSYS: Clark successfully hits Akira with Rolling Cradle.
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Akira 0/-------/--=====|=======\==-----\1 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/-------|=======\====---\1 Clark
COMBATSYS: Akira endures Elisabeth's Quick Punch.
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Akira 0/-------/-======|=======\===----\1 Elisabeth
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Ryo 0/-------/-------|=======\====---\1 Clark
Akira doesn't actually call upon the power of Sakura--if she did, this would have turned out differently! Instead, Akira takes the kick first to the chest, and stumbles back, swaying unsteadily on her feet...
And then turns to Clark--and throws a backhand for his face--Before she is squished into the ground like a packet of ketchup. Youch!
COMBATSYS: Akira can no longer fight.
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Ryo 0/-------/-------|=======\===----\1 Elisabeth
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COMBATSYS: Clark dodges Akira's Quick Punch.
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Ryo 0/-------/-------|=======\===----\1 Elisabeth
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COMBATSYS: Ryo successfully hits Clark with Random Weapon.
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Ryo 0/-------/-----==|=======\===----\1 Elisabeth
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|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Clark
A backhand. That would normally be enough to take Clark out right there and then, but as it is, he's JUST fast enough to duck backwards before he crashes right into Akira and sends her on a straight path towards the ground below. Roll, roll, smash. And that's that. However --
--However, he seems to suffer from some kind of temporary brain stroke of some kind, because he severely underestimates the speed of Ryo's very slowly moving wooden tile. Intent on backpedaling, Clark is well on his way to doing so, when --
He smells something really tasty.
"Is someone eating a hotdo--HURK!"
... And that's about it. The momentary distraction of food is enough to make it so that Clark, in fact, gets swatted by a huge piece of wood. There's no better explanation for it, really. Smacked, he would normally go flying; however, Bad Dude Powers allow him to take the full swing of that attack with only a sudden SNAP of his head to the side, coming close to whipping around... but not quite.
"... That's more like it!"
Blood trailing down his lips, Clark makes a single lunge. His intent? To grasp Ryo by the shoulders. And if he does...
COMBATSYS: Clark can no longer fight.
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Ryo 0/-------/-----==|=======\===----\1 Elisabeth
One falls, but it would seem the casualties are on both sides. Clark, struck by the wooden tile, is briefly stunned, but it's clear he has one last bit of oomph left in him. Tilting her head, the heiress is kind enough to take a few paces back and away from the goings-on. Instead, Elisabeth opts for the sideline treatment. Holding her ground for that brief interim, the heiress folds her arms across her chest and observes, watching as Clark makes a last ditch run for Ryo...
Will it hit!? The audience seems hushed, watching closely.
COMBATSYS: Elisabeth focuses on her next action.
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Ryo 0/-------/-----==|=======\===----\1 Elisabeth
COMBATSYS: Ryo dodges Clark's Ultra Argentine Backbreaker.
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Ryo 0/-------/-----==|=======\===----\1 Elisabeth
And Clark falls. Oophta.
"Could really... go for a hotdog."
Indeed, Clark falls, because Ryo simply took a step backward.
Grunting once, the Raging Tiger turns around and face Elizabth, his eyes narrowed on the frenchwoman. "Alright, sounds like it's bettewn you and me, now." He comments, readjusting his gi and belt, stretching out his arms afterwards. "Just as it should be. Let's get this show on the road!"
COMBATSYS: Ryo gains composure.
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Ryo 0/-------/-------|=======\===----\1 Elisabeth
Ryo speaks, and for the most part, Elisabeth looks at him with a stern glance. It's between them now, he says. Lifting her chin, the woman's eyes hood, features stern and almost cold. Though he seems enthused, the heiress seems almost unimpressed. Then again, when has she ever really expressed anything this entire fight?
"I see," Her reply comes short but sweet. With that said, the woman shifts her weight, a foot sliding out before her. The hand at her side balls into a tight fist. "Keep up, won't you?"
In the blink of an eye the Frenchwoman tears forward, dipping low as she approaches the Kyokugen fighter. Only when she draws near does she suddenly lift UP, her arm stretching high above in an uppercut...as the ground beneath her erupts in chi energy, meant to propel the young man high into the air.
COMBATSYS: Elisabeth successfully hits Ryo with Grand Rafale.
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Ryo 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Elisabeth
Ryo expected something like this to happen -- a powerfull attack, that is. Something so powerful and fast that he'll have much difficulties to jump out of the way of, block. This leave only one thing, the ONLY manly, brave thing to do:
Stand there and take it dead on.
"NRRG!" The Raging Tiger grunts out, the pillar of chi and the uppercut hitting him dead on, sending the young man all the way up and THROUGH the roof. Somebody's going to have to pay that collateral damage, and Ryo hopes that somebody's not going to be him.
After a few seconds, Sakazaki lands back loudly on the ground where he once stood, face first. He grunts, gathering himself up to a crouch. "That was pretty good! HYAAAH!" Sakazki shouts out, standing straight and throws a spinkick toward the french woman.
COMBATSYS: Elisabeth counters Medium Kick from Ryo with Mirage Derriere.
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Ryo 0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0 Elisabeth
Though he flies, Elisabeth just stands her ground, that furious column of silvery chi flying high, rocketing the young man up, up ...and seeming through the roof of the café. Frowning lightly, blue eyes slowly lift, accessing the damage before she shakes her head softly and turns her gaze to her fist. Did she overdo it? Maybe a little.
Then he returns to earth, albeit face first. Looking down, the woman tilts her head a touch, lips pursing softly in response as he slowly peels himself up off the ground. Watching him carefully, the woman sports the tiniest of grins. "Merci," she states. Then, he kicks.
But his foot meets chi. Chi which erupts upon impact as the woman lifts a hand up, a swath of silvery painting the gap between them. It erupts, a flash of white blinding him briefly, stunning him as she suddenly vanishes - and reappears behind him, to execute a swift and sharp side kick right at the small of his back.
Normaly, when you lash out kicks, there is a noise of either flesh getting mauled, or a bone getting cracked.
Chi crackling is normaly not one of the possible sounds. Neither should his opponment suddenly VANISH afterwards. "Wha--?" Sakazaki lets out, vaguely confused and, the next thing he knows, get kicked in his back! Stumbling onward from the blow, Ryo turns around swiftly, his eyes narrowed. Hmph! If that's how she's want to play, fine!
"HM!" The Raging Tiger spreads his arms, a wellspring of golden chi energies bursting from under him and surrounds the young man completly.
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Ryo 0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0 Elisabeth
COMBATSYS: Ryo gathers his will.
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Ryo 1/-----==/=======|====---\-------\0 Elisabeth
It would seem that is indeed how the heiress wishes to "play." Struck, the young Sakazaki is sent stumbling forward by her kick. Elisabeth, on the other hand, simply recoils it and sets it down with the faintest of clicks. Eyes flicker aside briefly, watching the crowd before they roll, falling upon Ryo once more. She faintly smirks. She knows this sort of technique and is, frankly, not surprised to see it. Let him bide his time.
Elisabeth, on the other hand, turns her back to him and moves toward the pile of debris left in the wake of Ryo skyrocketing through the café ceiling. Her expression is briefly thoughtful before she simply moves: one kick sends a chunk into the air. Pivoting, she executes a second, back kick, to kick that chunk of ceiling cement flying right at Ryo.
COMBATSYS: Ryo blocks Elisabeth's Large Thrown Object.
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Ryo 1/----===/=======|====---\-------\0 Elisabeth
Ryo's stream of chi still flows around him as the chunk of debris flies at him. He blocks it effortless ly with his forarms, his charge disrupted -- yet managed to complete. At least it's that much!"
Something inside him urges him to charge onward and just start kicking that girl around, but he very well know he needs a faint moment of observation. She's fast, she is an apparently great chi user, she can jump high, she can counter him.
Now, time to spot a weakness...
COMBATSYS: Ryo focuses on his next action.
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Ryo 1/----===/=======|====---\-------\0 Elisabeth
Though the chunk simply falls off, the woman doesn't seem bothered. Instead, dark brows knit softly, lips pulling into a thin line again across her soft features. He's playing the waiting game? Fine, she can play that too. Grinning ever so faintly to herself, the woman draws her eyes to a close. "Monsieur," she states, a hand lifting up to adjust the cravat at her throat. "Are you going to sit around all day, or fight?"
That said, eyes open. Observing with the faintest of grins, the heiress stands her ground, though a hand lifts, gesturing softly for him to make his move. "I've put out a lot of effort here. I think it's now your turn."
COMBATSYS: Elisabeth gains composure.
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Ryo 1/----===/=======|===----\-------\0 Elisabeth
When she speaks, that snaps Ryo out of his concentration. Waiting game, huh? That's right. He waited enough, he feels. It's time to bring in some action, then think on something else if it fails. Don't stand there, Ryo! Think of something! Act on instinct!
And his instinct tells him to do something extremly stupid. Or brave. Whichever one of.
"As you wish!" Sakazaki replies, looking up at the hole he made. He concentrates a moment, then LEAPING high and through it. Is he fleeing? Is KYOKUGEN RUNNING AWAY!?
"HYRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Screams out Ryo's voice as he forcefully crashes his feets against the section of the roof where, he thinks, Elisabeth is under and BURST through it, a section of the wood falling down under him!
Oh yeah. With that, it's so going to be him that pays the damage. Oh well.
COMBATSYS: Ryo successfully hits Elisabeth with Random Weapon.
- Power hit! -
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Ryo 1/---====/=======|=======\-------\0 Elisabeth
Eyes watch closely, but the heiress just stands her ground. Pursing her lips, she looks obviously disappointed with his choice of attack. Though she tries to avoid, the roof falls, striking the woman harshly and causing her to reel aside, wincing visibly in the wake of the blow. Slowly, however, those dark eyes lift and find the young man as she recovers.
"I am unimpressed," she states. "You have not shown me what your arts can do. Destroying the restaurant and throwing fireballs everywhich way...is that your "Kyokugen" way?" Lifting the crop from her side, Elisabeth thrusts it forward, straight at his chest. "A disappointment, monsieur."
Then, she moves. Leaping high, the woman descends with a sharp kick aimed right for the young man's jaw. "HAAAH!"
COMBATSYS: Ryo fails to interrupt Light Kick from Elisabeth with Ryuuko Ranbu.
- Power fail! -
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Ryo 0/-------/----===|=======\-------\0 Elisabeth
Did she just sassed the Kyokugen way?
Ryo do belive she has. Time to make her show the error of her words! Thus, as the woman dashes toward him, Sakazaki crosses his arms and begins to lash out kicks and punches...
Until the frenchwoman's kick breaks him and hit him straight on the chest.
Awkward.
Show her the error of her ways? Tenacity proves the victor here - her kick SOMEhow plants itself through his attack, stopping the Sakazaki boy from even firing off a single kick. Thwarted, the woman shows no arrogance as she simply lands at his side. With close proximity, the woman has a slight advantage. Seeing it and hoping to capitalize on it, she unsheathes the crop at her side and swiftly turns, attempting to strike the young man once across the face with the leathery tip of the cross. A second blow is executed thereafter, her arm lifting high before she brings it down, to strike him soundly across the chest and hopefully send him staggering.
COMBATSYS: Ryo dodges Elisabeth's Strong Punch.
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Ryo 0/-------/----===|=======\-------\0 Elisabeth
The Ryuuko Ranbu might have been dispelled harmlessly, but Ryo is not out of the fight yet. The Raging Tiger simply edge out of the lashed out fist's way, immediatedly reaching out with his own hand to grab the woman. He then drops down, slamming a feet up to her stomach and throws her behind him.
COMBATSYS: Elisabeth blocks Ryo's Tomoe Nage.
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Ryo 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\1 Elisabeth
He dodged? Those dark blues flicker aside, watching as the man moves out of harm's way, avoiding the nasty bite of her crop. She frowns, a cursory gesture at best before she about faces and squarely looks him in the eye, just as he drops down. When his feet move, however, her palms thrust forward, intercepting his heels in them.
With him so close, the woman jerks her hands aside, throwing his legs off balance before she moves in, diving inward from the waist up...to slap him across the face?
COMBATSYS: Elisabeth successfully hits Ryo with Feiderite.
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Ryo 0/-------/--=====|=======\=------\1 Elisabeth
SMACK!
Ryo, who was still getting back up from his previous attack, instinctualy braced himself for another attack, ready to weave around it.
He didn't expected a slap, thought.
His ego hurts more than his body does, that's for sure. "Ow." He comments, plainly, as he tries to sock one right back in the woman's face...
Only to open wide his hand and try to grab her by the face and swing her over his shoulder, directly at the ground.
COMBATSYS: Elisabeth blocks Ryo's Medium Throw.
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Ryo 0/-------/--=====|=======\==-----\1 Elisabeth
The slap hits true, a resounding slap of flesh on flesh causing a few people in the large crowd to blink once and look between one another. Was that some kind of attack, or was she being a haughty heiress? Uncertainty abounds, the woman just takes a few steps back from the young man eyes leveled on him. There might be cameras, crew and crowds, but she sees only the young man.
Again, he comes at her. A hand snaps up from her side, to slam a palm straight against his wrist. The moment he is thrown off his guard, however, the woman lifts her hands up, a spark of silvery white chi erupting, to catch the Kyokugen fighter and lift him off the ground, where the chi will collect and ultimately burst in a huge display of light.
COMBATSYS: Elisabeth successfully hits Ryo with Ciel Etoile.
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Ryo 1/------=/=======|=------\-------\0 Elisabeth
Seems like that Chi will be the end of Ryo for tonight, much to the Raging Tiger's regret.
For some reason, some of that chi erupted at him is absorbed by his body and a burst of energy seems to well up inside the young fighter.
Just enough for him to UNLEASH a gigantic blast of energy, his arms outspread toward Elisabeth and...seemingly seems to remain standing?
If horribly still.
COMBATSYS: Ryo can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Elisabeth dodges Ryo's Haoh Sho Ko Ken.
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Once the chi erupts, the poor young man is sent flying back, just as the heiress finishes lifting her arms high overhead before she drops them, exhaling softly with the motion. Eyes lift, focusing on the young man as he...suddenly collects chi? Eyes narrow, an almost dangerous expression before she bows her head softly.
Then, with one smooth piroette the heiress turns, letting the burst soar past her, striking a distant wall. Exhaling softly again, the woman draws her eyes to a close before she lifts a hand, running it smoothly over her black locks.
"WINNER!" the announcer cries. "Clark Steel and Elisabeth Blanctorche!" Though the crowd may cheer for their respective favorites, the woman seems less-than concerned. Instead she pivots sharply on her heel and makes her way for the nearest exit without so much as a second glance.
COMBATSYS: Elisabeth has ended the fight here.
It's okay! Ryo is still standing!
Very still. Extremly still. Like a statue, actualy. Is he even breathing?
Oh well.
A strong wind blows. Normally strong winds wouldn't blow through the Cafe, but Ryo broke holes into the ceiling so WINDS BLOW NONETHELESS. STRONG WINDS.
THUD.
Statue Ryo falls face first, his limbs like stone as he lies on his back.
Haggar was in the background all the time, eating a sandwich repetitively.
Log created by Elisabeth, and last modified on 11:07:29 05/05/2007.