Description: The christening fight for the YFCC sees Drake and Leilani face off against Mizuki and Soma in a hard-fought, tooth and nail battle! (Draw Match)
The lobby of the newly established Young Fighters' Community Center! It's just recently had its unveiling, complete with the ceremonial cutting of the tape. The interior is spotless and in pristine condition and everything is arranged perfectly.
And now we're going to bust stuff up.
For some reason, Geese Howard seems to've figured it would be a good idea to have four up-and-comers fight in a brand new building. So a temporary ring has been set up hastily in the center of the lobby, made with four sandbagged posts and surrounded by three hemp ropes. The unveiling itself has drawn quite the crowd out, much larger than what might normally be expected to see any of these fighters at this point in their careers.
But hey, this is a good boost to their publicity.
Camera equipment hovers all about the shoddy ring, and a path has been cleared through the crowds to permit the fighters easy entry.
And now the nominated, yet faceless and nameless announcer's voice booms over the temporary PA system.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! Welcome to the unveiling of the community center, and welcome to another edition of Saturday Night Fight - brought to you by Howard Enterprises! Let's welcome our first fighter!"
Domino makes his entrance, robe tied securely on him via sash, and hood drawn up over his head. His fists lift in the air, and he hesitates a moment.
"Our first fighter, making his way to the fighting zone, is Domino! A professional wrestler of repute from the United States!"
And from there, Domino starts down the path, hands out to the sides to slap some sideways high-fives along the way to the fighting zone. Once inside, he pulls off the robe in one quick motion, casting it out into the cheering audience. His fists lift into the air in pre-emptive victory, nodding to the praise he receives.
"And next...," starts the announcer...
Young Fighters' Community Center... it seems an odd thing, but perfectly normal within the confines of Southtown. Most young folks here seem to be fighters anyways. Mizuki is no exception; guilty of the crime, so it seems. When she signed up for this Saturday Night Fight she had no idea who to expect--in fact, she'd expected a one-on-one battle like her first. But it isn't to be, and that's actually fine. Mizuki hasn't experienced a team battle dynamic yet.
"Excuse me? Is this--oh." Well, she sees the ring, and all the setup... guess it is. Coming from the main entrance, Mizuki is dressed... well. She's dressed out in a full Shinto priestess outfit, white yukata top and red hakama pants, with white calf socks and the slippers made of knit rushes... she's quite the sight, really, even bearing a gohei, a traditional Shinto prayer staff, slipped into her belt.
Mizuki steps into the ring, smiling; people alternately shocked, or amused, whistle and laugh, as she pulls out the gohei, swinging it around and blessing the place. That done, she turns to face Drake and waves, recognizing him. She'd say more, but perhaps after the fight...
Unlike many of the young fighters here, Leilani Ke'ekikolani didn't intend to start down this path. It was one of those things that just seemed appropriate due to the climate, and, of course, as a way she could continue getting money into the coffers of the Syndicate. The young woman, in fact, never signs up for these things, she just gets her orders and goes. Apparently, the Syndicate higher-ups had decided that having a woman whom could be a model fighting would increase viewership and thus revenue.
Stepping into the lobby, she eyes the makeshift ring with a look of amusement on her face. A fascinating choice of venue, this is. She fully expects that the ring will not contain the action to be seen. As she makes her way down, the Hawai'ian beauty starts waving to the crowd, pausing to give one lucky young geek a kiss on the cheek.
"And now coming down to the ring," the announcer bellows, "a fighter from Hawaii..." The announcer pauses, apparently looking over her name and attempting to pronounce it. Deciding he can't get the last name, he simply shouts, "The radiant... Leilani!"
Grasping the top rope, Leilani hops over it and into the ring before wandering over to the corner she will share with this Domino character. Offering a hand forward, she smiles at the man and nods. "Glad to be working with you," she says gently.
In the meantime, the young geek is being taken from the Center by medical personnel. He took a nasty fall and landed on his head after he passed out from the kiss.
If Mizuki is a spot of vibrant color on her side of the ring, her teammate is like a spot of black ink dripped onto white vellum from a considerable height. Glancing around at the surroundings, Soma has an almost dazed, sleepy expression until the announcer shouts Leilani's name and he snaps his head up with such speed that one wonders if the distracted air was just an act. With a nonchalant gait, he walks to the edge of the ring and jumps in with a hint of flashy acrobatics... nothing out of the ordinary for the people in the ring, but flashy to the crowd, perhaps.
Turning to his teammate, Soma gives a wave with one hand, the motion restrained but friendly. "You must be Mizuki. I'm Soma Travedi... it's nice to meet you." He turns and eyes his opponents, eyes lingering for a moment on Leilani, before glancing back at the announcer, who proceeds to say the name 'Soma' perfectly and maul 'Travedi' in a really inauspicious way, making the undercover agent wince. "I hate being referred to as the 'Fighting Novelist'," he grumbles, shaking out his limbs.
Ten minutes before the designated start of the fight, Chae Lim has slipped into the Young Fighters' Community Center. She's come, as promised, to return the favor of a watched fight and to become a one-woman cheering section. Doe brown eyes gaze at the large circular lobby as she weaves her way behind camera crews and other spectators. Having been distracted from her search for a hat earlier today, she's tied a simple yellow ribbon in her hair, pulling the majority of the longer strands back into a loose ponytail in order to keep it from falling into her face.
Excited murmurs run through the crowd. Not only do they get to participate in the unveiling of the community center, they get to watch a LIVE fight! The excitement appears to be contagious as Chae Lim issues a soft giggle and turns her intense brown eyes toward the shoddy looking ring waiting for the entrances. Hearing the name Domino, she slips the index and middle fingers of her right hand between her lips and gives a shrill whistle. A cheerfully friendly wave is offered with her left hand, but then she falls back into the audience not wanting to be any more of a distraction than that; focusing on the fight is what's important for those fighting this evening.
COMBATSYS: Drake has started a fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Leilani has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
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Drake 0/-------/-------|
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Leilani 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Soma has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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Drake 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Soma
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Leilani 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Mizuki has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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Drake 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Mizuki
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Leilani 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Soma
"It's nice to meet you, Soma-san." Mizuki's getup is probably a bit much for the community center but... it's a nice touch. And the clothes are comforting. She smiles at Soma, and continues, "I'd like to say more, of course, but it seems we have a fight on our hands..." Indicating, of course, the ever-so-lovely pairing of Drake and Leilani.
"As a friend of mine might say, 'please do your best'. I will, too." No irony in the tone of the young redhead, no arrogance... just assurance that no matter what, Soma will get her best efforts. As will Drake and Leilani.
A moment later, the announcer shout, "And now the christening fight of the Young Fighters' Community Center! Fighters ready? Then... FIGHT!" Mizuki turns to Soma, as the announcement is made, and says, "Watch out for Drake-san. He likes to grab people." A molester, perhaps?? Mizuki steps forward, out of the shared corner... but makes no first move, instead closing her eyes and concentrating. The gohei dangles from her right hand as silvery-blue-white chi flows up around her in a gentle swirl of energy.
COMBATSYS: Mizuki gathers her will.
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Drake 0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0 Mizuki
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Leilani 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Soma
Takuma leaves the community center.
Sitting cross-legged off to the side is none other than Maki herself, with tapioca pudding cups and soda to drink. Who drinks soda with tapioca? Maki! And when she's not eating, she'll be cheering everyone on!
"I guess this means we can start, eh?" the Hawai'ian says, looking as her last opponent enters the ring. She looks the two over, nodding thoughtfully until the announcer's shouts indicate that the fight is to begin. The moment the word 'fight' is said, Leilani winks at Drake and then begins to move.
Thus far, her movements have been gentle like a breeze. But, in an instant, she explodes into motion like a typhoon, wasting no time in getting this thing moving. Dropping low, she charges straight at Soma, cocking a hand back and balling her hand into a fist. Just before she starts swinging, she plants her foot and changes direction, cutting in front of this 'Fighting Novelist' and instead lunging at Mizuki, putting the whole of her body weight behind the punch heading straight at the miko's chin.
Well, looks like the exceptionally hot tanned lithe girl and Mizuki have started dancing already, so Soma turns to 'his' opponent, the wrestler Domino... and blinks. Two people with violet-purple eyes and short, dark black hair. Interesting. "I always wondered how I'd look as a luchadore with a six pack," Soma says to Drake with a wry smile, getting into stance and sizing the wrestler up. No need to start with anything particularly gruesome at the moment... he rushes forward and spins once, looking to drive his black-clad foot into Drake's side in one smooth motion. "Good luck."
COMBATSYS: Drake dodges Soma's Light Kick.
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Drake 0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0 Mizuki
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Leilani 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Soma
Domino starts to reach for Leilani's hand in greeting, but then the call to fight is made. The model's expression is skewed a bit in disappointment, and he shoots the announcer a quick dirty look. "Remind me to give you a proper greeting after we win this thing," Drake replies with a bemused smile.
Domino's eyes then affix to the goings on. Mizuki. He knows how she fights.. and he doesn't much like it. Leilani apparently takes the initiative, and the dark-haired wrestler starts to follow her. He's, however, interrupted by an oncoming Soma.
"I'm not a luchadore," Domino replies as he pulls into a swift, graceful spin aside from the kick - and he continues on his dash. "And good luck to you, too!," he calls over his shoulder.
Domino approaches Mizuki from a separate angle from Leilani - from behind, if he can manage. His arms attempt to hook under her arms to lock his hands behind her neck. If successful, his arms begin applying pressure - pulling her shoulders back and pushing her neck forward to begin choking her out in a sleeper hold.
"Take this one out first!," Domino calls to Leilani. "Don't know what the other one does, but this one can be dangerous!"
COMBATSYS: Mizuki blocks Leilani's Strong Punch.
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Drake 0/-------/-------|=====--\-------\0 Mizuki
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Leilani 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Soma
COMBATSYS: Mizuki blocks Drake's Quick Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/-------|=======\-------\0 Mizuki
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Leilani 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Soma
Hey, wait, -what-?
"Hey, that's not -nice-!" she cries, as Leilani comes in; the punch is intercepted by Mizuki's baton and forearm, the impact still making a dent... and then Drake's coming in, too. The sleeperhold is only a sleeperhold for a moment; Mizuki slips out of it before any major damage can be done, and then, belying the nature of her clothing, she manages a tumble across the floor.
"Two on one! Are you afraid of me, Domino-*san*?" she teases--it was his idea after all, to doubleteam Mizuki. However... Leilani attacked first, and with that in mind Mizuki shuffles quickly forward, sliding towards the Hawaiian, baton raised. As she closes, she fires off a quick combination of strikes, a 'double-tap' baton strike aimed for Leilani's ribcage--a backhand swing that repeats itself shortly thereafter, like a drummer's technique.
COMBATSYS: Leilani fails to counter Medium Strike from Mizuki with Counter Strike.
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Drake 0/-------/-------|=======\-------\0 Mizuki
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Leilani 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Soma
After striking the miko in the forearm, the Hawai'ian bounces back and smirks. Brushing hair out of her face, she sees her overdressed opponent attempt to slip in with the baton strike. Bringing her hands down, she attempts to catch the blow, but miscalculates. The baton strikes her in the wrist first, immediately sending a shock through her arm, causing Leilani to recoil in pain. The second blow strikes her right in the elbow, which, while it doesn't hurt as much, is still painful. She snarls and retreats, considering her next move.
It would appear as if Soma and Mizuki's opponents don't have any manners. The Interpol agent has the presence to be impressed with Drake's speed at avoiding the kick, but he's hardly out of harm's way just yet. With a flick of the wrists, his two special daggers fall out of his sleeves and into his hands in one smooth motion, the blades pointed away from him with a backhand grip. "A Shinto priestess is the most dangerous, huh? You've got an interesting definition of 'danger', kid!" Soma taunts.
However, the 'Fighting Novelist' isn't really in the mood to watch a girl get beat up on his account, so he decides to do a little doubleteaming of his own. Crouching low, he flicks one hand out... and the blade of that dagger detaches, spinning on a length of wire separate from the hilt in a perfect elliptical orbit toward Leilani. The blade, charged with silver-black energy, leaves a visible halo in the air in the path of the strike. "Sorry about this, lady!"
Domino's amethyst eyes narrow when his grapple attempt fails to pay off. "Take it as a compliment," the wrestler notes coolly to his female opponent. The eyes then shift quickly to Leilani, and they widen. "Careful!," he calls. Both for the strike, and the one coming in.
But Domino has little time to concentrate on Soma's interferance. He meant what he said. He has every intention to take out Mizuki first and foremost. As such, he dashes towards the girl again and reaches out in hopes of grabbing ahold of the girl's head. If successful, he steps past her and drops to a seated position, hoping to smash the back of her head against his shoulder hard. Some may recognize this technique as a stunner.
COMBATSYS: Mizuki dodges Drake's Strong Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/-------|=======\-------\0 Mizuki
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Leilani 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Soma
Mizuki's eyes narrow. "'You're pretty' is a compliment, or 'you're smart'. Being double-teamed is -not-." She makes this a most emphatic statement with a nod that means 'this conversation is over'. Really, she doesn't begrudge him the double-teaming... in a way it -is- a compliment, just one she'd rather not have.
Once again belying her clothing's unwieldiness, Mizuki ducks and sidesteps Drake's reaching hands, not quite throwing herself into a tumble. Lunging forward thereafter she reaches out to touch Drake--with her baton, hopping and spinning picturesequely as she attempts to perform a flying backhand slash.
COMBATSYS: Soma successfully hits Leilani with Saturnalia.
- Power hit! -
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Drake 0/-------/-------|=======\-------\0 Mizuki
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Leilani 0/-------/--=====|=------\-------\0 Soma
Leilani wasn't paying attention to Soma for that brief moment before the knife came in. Until it stuck into her shoulder.
Thunk.
With a roar of pain and anger, the Hawai'ian reaches up and pulls the blade out of her body, an arc of blood coming off the blade and sailing into the air. "You bastard," she snarls, turning towards the man and rushing forward. The knife gripped tightly in her hand, she drops and slides towards him, trying to drive the knife down into his foot. "Why must you motherf*ckers use WEAPONS in a goddamned hand-to-hand FIGHT?!"
COMBATSYS: Soma endures Leilani's Quick Punch.
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Drake 0/-------/-------|=======\-------\0 Mizuki
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Leilani 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Soma
Leilani wasn't paying attention to Soma for that brief moment before the knife came in. Until it stuck into her shoulder.
Thunk.
With a roar of pain and anger, the Hawai'ian reaches up and pulls the blade out of her body, an arc of blood coming off the blade and sailing into the air. "You bastard," she snarls, turning towards the man and rushing forward. The blade gripped tightly between index and middle fingers, she drops and slides towards him, trying to drive the knife down into his foot. "Why must you motherf*ckers use WEAPONS in a goddamned hand-to-hand FIGHT?!"
Not the reaction he expected. After all, Soma knows his biology pretty well; it's the foundation of his fighting style, after all, the art of vital points. "Because it's how I learned," the Interpol agent says breezily. He's actually sort of interested with what Leilani's going to do with that knife, so he actually doesn't move, letting his grip on the hilt weaken somewhat so that she can move with the wire slack.
Then she stabs him in the foot through the top of his black clogs, which stings somewhat... but probably not as bad as Leilani might have wanted. In one flick of the wrist he snaps the blade up, the wire retracting as the undercover agent takes the same foot that was just stabbed and, while Leilani is still low to the ground, attempts to hook his foot under her arm, spin her to the floor, and then 'bounce' off her with a stomping jump. "I learned other things too, though, for the record."
COMBATSYS: Drake counters Medium Strike from Mizuki with Solar Eclipse.
- Power hit! -
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Drake 0/-------/------=|=======\=------\1 Mizuki
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Leilani 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Soma
Domino doesn't justify Mizuki's complaining with a response. He's concentrating, anyway. The fact that Leilani has laxed on her offensive is noticed, but he's positive the brunt of attacks will come his way soon.
And he's not surprised when it does. Leilani's roar of pain doesn't go unnoticed, but he's far too concentrated on the jumping, spinning female before him. He doesn't wait for her attack to come, however. The moment she's close enough, he takes a single step -towards- her and reaches out. His left arm hooks around the girl's neck, and his right arm hooks between her legs to cleanly capture her straight out of the air and halt her attack. Using her own momentum against her, he turns to invert her and drops, sending her back crashing against the floor and his firm abdomen smashing across hers in a powerslam.
From there, Domino releases her and pushes into a forward handspring, landing neatly on his feet. He turns to face the girl again, expression stoic and amethyst eyes narrowed. He'll help Leilani as soon as Mizuki no longer seems a threat. He's sure she can take care of herself.. right?
Well, oof. Mizuki had expected something like that... though she tried anyways. Rolling up to her feet, she coughs, once, then murmurs to herself, "Got to fight smarter, Mizuki..." Soma seems to be doing well against Leilani, and Domino's dedicated himself to the crimson-haired shrinemaiden... well, that's fine.
Domino's seen this before; Mizuki closes her eyes, murmuring, blue-silver energy seeming to gather around her like a raincloud... that then bursts, showering the girl in energy, briefly, a restoring, healing energy... Soma will have to take care of himself for now, Mizuki apparently being locked into a rematch...
COMBATSYS: Soma successfully hits Leilani with Quick Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/------=|=======\-------\1 Mizuki
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Leilani 0/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0 Soma
Being used as a trampoline isn't too much fun. But it's better than being stabbed. Dropped to the floor and jumped upon, more blood seeps out of the wound and onto the floor. If Mizuki sanctified the ground spiritually earlier, Leilani is doing the same in blood.
"Good to hear," the Hawai'ian croaks, attempting to grab ahold of Soma's pantlegs and force them to slide to either side of her. If she manages that, then she'll sit up. She has a lot of power in her stomach, and that power will be transferred to her head.
And with a snapping motion, she hopes to bring her forehead in quick contact with Soma's nethers. Certainly a new way of getting head.
COMBATSYS: Leilani successfully hits Soma with Diamondhead.
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Drake 0/-------/------=|=======\-------\1 Mizuki
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Leilani 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Soma
Well, now we're 1 for 1 on playing dirty, right?
In his own way, Soma expected Leilani to get *up off the floor* before restoring to attacking instead of just kind of staying down there, so he's not really prepared for the strike that comes (such as it were) from a beautiful girl's head (puns akimbo). What defense are you going to do? Cover your groin with your hands like a naked guy in a cartoon? No. You try to tough it out. Which Soma does... kinda. He gets the 'sit there and take it' part, but the 'keep from feeling so much pain you are still in position to strike back' part not so much.
But he's a cop, and so it doesn't show. Instead, he says in a tight voice to the Hawai'ian, "You appear to do your best work on the floor," before figuring switching dance partners here probably isn't a bad idea. Hopping a short distance over Lei's body, he whips out one dagger and lashes out at Drake with it, looking to slash the blade across the wrestler's impressive six pack as he falls from the short jump.
COMBATSYS: Drake dodges Soma's Medium Strike.
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Drake 0/-------/------=|=======\-------\1 Mizuki
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Leilani 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Soma
Domino -does- know what Mizuki is doing. How he hates it when people do this. Just his fight with her has him affirmed that he detests that ability. "Hey!," he belts, stoic look turning a bit more on the annoyed side. "That's cheap!" Nevermind that he bested her a time before despite the healing... but still.
Before he has a chance to further his assault, he catches sight of Soma coming in. Domino's eyes immediately affix to the blade. He's had quite enough of those. His looks make him money. Like heck he's going to let himself get cut up. He moves forward, and the moment the blade comes close, he leaps over it and pulls a quick forward flip. He lands back on his feet, still charging Mizuki, and irritably calls, "Only wimps rely on weaponry!," over his shoulder to Soma again.
The moment Domino enters range with the girl, his left shoulder shrugs back and he turns in a blurringly swift spin to her side. At the end of the movement, his left fist carries his momentum in a sharply snapped backfist aimed for her cheek.
COMBATSYS: Mizuki successfully hits Mizuki with Iki no Mizu.
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Drake 0/-------/-------|=======\-------\1 Mizuki
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Leilani 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Soma
COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits Mizuki with Crescent Fist.
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Drake 0/-------/------=|=======\===----\1 Mizuki
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Leilani 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Soma
The healing energies suffuse her body... and then Drake comes in, targeting her face. And he hits. Mizuki's head whiplashes around and she staggers... then frowns.
"You're setting yourself up as some kind of 'hero', right? Then why do you try to do things like choke girls or hit them in the face? That doesn't seem very heroic to me," she says, quite simply. Then... she turns her back on Drake.
"And Alma is a better model -and- more good looking," she says, then makes her way towards Leilani as she cries out, "Soma! Switch!" That said, she turns her loping movement into a quick dash that ends with her leaping up and trying to put one sandalled foot into Leilani's forehead.
COMBATSYS: Leilani blocks Mizuki's Light Kick.
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Drake 0/-------/------=|=======\===----\1 Mizuki
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Leilani 1/------=/=======|====---\-------\0 Soma
Putting her head to Soma's crotch didn't phase her, nor did his crack against her. "Always have, baby," she calls back as Soma takes off towards her teammate. Well. She turns on her backside to face the rest of the fight, only to have a sandalled foot coming straight at her. Crossing her arms in front of her face, she rolls with the blow, letting the miko rush past her and helping the momentum of the blow roll her up onto her feet.
Now back to back with Mizuki, Leilani reaches back and tries to grab either the hair or face of her attacker. If she manages it, she'll drop onto her backside, forcibly slamming the back of the priestess' head into the Hawai'ian's wounded shoulder. Either way, there's now blood on the other woman's robe.
'Switch', huh?
Well, Soma's not entirely against that. Everyone seems to hate Mizuki, which apparently means she's ten times more dangerous and important a target than he is. The Interpol agent isn't entirely sure HOW to feel about that, so instead he shrugs it off and agrees. Drake might be speedy, but he probably can't keep that pace up forever, Soma guesses. Lashing out with the wire-dagger again, Soma attempts to snag one of the wrestler's legs with the wire and, with a quick yank that retracts the blade, trip him. "Upsie-daisy, pretty boy."
COMBATSYS: Drake dodges Soma's Medium Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/------=|=======\===----\1 Mizuki
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Leilani 1/------=/=======|====---\-------\0 Soma
She crossed the line now. There are few things that -seriously- piss Domino off, but she hit a nerve noe one should touch.
"You stupid, -brainless- rookie!," growls Domino. It's a fight. She's his opponent. She comes in expecting not to be given his full strength? She expects special treatment because she's a girl? That's not fighting, that's fighting stupid.
Domino's a face. He doesn't feel it necessary to defend his status. It's just obvious that she'll take a longer time figuring some things out. This isn't what's ticked him off, however. This isn't what's set the normally measured, cool expression of the model into one of fury.
Domino begins rushing her, and he catches sight of Soma behind him. What with what Mizuki called before fleeing, he fully expects the attack. When it comes, the agile wrestler simply hops over the wire and hits the ground in a roll, which brings him right back to his feet. "Deal with YOU in a minute!," he calls tersely back to Soma.
By this time, Leilani should have had plenty long enough to execute her attack on the girl. And hit or miss, Domino makes to outright tackle the would-be priestess down against the ground onto her front. If successful, he places his knee into her lower spine and locks his hands beneath her chin. From there, he pulls up sharply on her head, forcing her back into a very distinct arch. Almost a camel clutch submission hold. Just has some variation.
COMBATSYS: Mizuki blocks Leilani's Quick Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/------=|=======\====---\1 Mizuki
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Leilani 1/------=/=======|====---\-------\0 Soma
COMBATSYS: Mizuki dodges Drake's Strong Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/------=|=======\====---\1 Mizuki
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Leilani 1/------=/=======|====---\-------\0 Soma
The robes will clean; Mizuki isn't worried about that. She -is- worried about protecting herself; she arches, as Leilani makes her drop, and slams her feet on the ground just before impact--blunting the force of the technique. That self-same manuever lets her literally flip up and over Drake, arcing through the air in a swift tumble, before landing on the mat next to Soma. Together again at last.
"Rookie? Maybe I am. But you know what? I still know that there are people with more honor than you!" Wow. Passionate, she is. She sideglances at Soma--it is likely that Drake will continue to target her with his ire.
Her expression calms a little and she looks at Drake seriously. "When we first fought, I thought you were a good person. Don't prove me wrong..." Mizuki chooses to wait, to see what might happen...
COMBATSYS: Mizuki focuses on her next action.
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Drake 0/-------/------=|=======\====---\1 Mizuki
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Leilani 1/------=/=======|====---\-------\0 Soma
Aww. It didn't knock her out. Dang.
Crossing her legs under her, Leilani stands with a spin, turning herself towards the combat once again. Christ, yap yap yap yap yap. These people just jabber on whilst they fight. Well, it seems to be working, really, and she, the quiet one, seems to be getting the worst of the beatings. But don't dare tell her that, she's working herself into a lather.
Not rushing this time, instead stalking towards the priestess, doubling her fists up and attempting to simply bash the woman's nose in. Because someone else needs to start bleeding. Might as well be the pure one.
The extended blade and wire return to Soma with a surprisingly quiet *snap!* sound, and the agent frowns at Drake. What he's seen of the wrestler so far, he doesn't like all that much. Leilani, at least, appears to have a sense of humor, even if she did headbutt him right in the chakra. Some part of him is getting a little irritated at the situation, in fact, which is his personal cue to re-evaluate the situation... and maybe do some trash talking. "You seem to be pretty defensive about that, Mr. Wrestler," he observes to Drake with a faint smile. "Arrogant and defensive probably isn't your best 'face' forward on global television. Add in double-teaming a schoolgirl..." He trails off quietly. Hohoho.
COMBATSYS: Soma focuses on his next action.
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Drake 0/-------/------=|=======\====---\1 Mizuki
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Leilani 1/------=/=======|====---\-------\0 Soma
Domino spies his missed tackle attempt the moment the girl is no longer in front of him. Rather than splay out, he makes another display of his agility by curling into a ball and rising back to his feet. From there, he turns to face Mizuki again. What she says is almost amusing. It's like she just figured out she crossed the line or something. Schoolgirls do have a way of speaking without thinking, he figures.
Domino takes a page from Iori's book and *SNAP*s his fingers sharply in front of Soma's face. Apart from that, the trash talking gets no reaction. "I used to think the same about you. But you've really made it clear what you think about -me-, so screw that," the model sneers to Mizuki.
This has given Leilani plenty of time to carry out her attack. This is on purpose, of course. Rarely does he actually ever speak during a match, after all. But his attack comes in the form of.. well.. something a bit odd. He leaps clean over Mizuki's head in a flip, reaching down to hook his hands beneath her chin again. As he descends to a knelt position behind her, his hands pull forward to attempt HURLING the girl to the other end of the ring.
COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits Mizuki with Strong Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/-----==|=======\=======\1 Mizuki
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Leilani 1/------=/=======|====---\-------\0 Soma
COMBATSYS: Mizuki interrupts Strong Punch from Leilani with Kongou no Kagami.
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Drake 0/-------/-----==|======-\-------\0 Mizuki
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Leilani 1/-======/=======|====---\-------\0 Soma
Mizuki is not particularly pleased at being double-teamed constantly. Perhaps Drake really -is- afraid of her. Leilani's incoming punch... well, Mizuki decides that she really just wants to be done with this fight. Drake's proven who he is, she doesn't really want to deal with him anymore. Mizuki takes a step back, raising her baton--describing a circle with it, a circle that glows with blue-white chi... that resolves, just as Leilani's passed through it, into a blaze of icy chi that surrounds the woman's body. The punch still connects, but not with as much force as could be expected.
Unfortunately, this leaves Mizuki open for Drake's hurling throw; she goes pinwheeling through the air... and lands hard. But she manages to get up, at least, despite the fact that she's suddenly in a great deal of pain.
"You, 'Domino'," she breathes, softly, "are no hero." It's said... sadly, actually. She had so hoped.... but he's too self-absorbed, too concerned with himself. But the damage is done; her body aches all over, in ways she hadn't expected.
Cold.
Cold.
COLD.
If there's one thing the tropical beauty isn't prepared for, it's the COLD. So as she strikes, being suddenly stuck in a chi-based freezer is anything but pleasant. It hurts, and it hurts a lot. Stumbling off to the side, Leilani falls to the ground like a sack of bricks. Curling up into a ball, she desperately attempts to get herself warm.
Think of Hawai'i. Think of the sunlight. The warm breeze. Slowly, her teeth stop chattering, her breathing calmer, and everything else seems to get better. Hopefully, her partner can keep things going while she's a huddled mass, and even more importantly, hopefully these two won't try and kick a girl while she's down.
COMBATSYS: Leilani gains composure.
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Drake 0/-------/-----==|======-\-------\0 Mizuki
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Leilani 1/---====/=======|====---\-------\0 Soma
Did... Soma just get fingers snapped in his face?
The undercover agent is not so much offended by the action as... perplexed. Even by his standards at the ripe old age of 22, the snap in face maneuver seems hopelessly 80s, to him. But perhaps more importantly it forces Soma to effectively ignore Drake, who he has increasingly come to see as insane. That leaves Leilani...
Rushing toward the Hawai'ian beauty, Soma brandishes both daggers and makes a few shallow swipes in her direction... but even if they connect it's barely a surface scratch, for the flurry of strikes is a feint for the true attack: a pinpoint blow to a spot just above Leilani's navel with his extended index and middle fingers. If he can hit the spot just right, the 'Fighting Novelist' twists both fingers and applies pressure in exactly the right way to send off a cascade of nasty, nasty nerve impulses all along the woman's body. "Sorry about this, but tactics is tactics!"
Very 80's, but also very surprising! That's the whole point of the fingersnap. Except Domino found it a bit condescending when Iori did it to him.
Regardless!
"Hang in there," Domino says over his shoulder to Leilani. "I could really use your help with this." A brief flash of a smile is given, then the eyes narrow on Mizuki again. Her statement isn't justified with a response. The people on the receiving end of the model's strikes and slams rarely view him as heroic, so it simply rolls off his back. But it seems a bit ridiculous to insult someone and expect to not earn their ire.
Domino rushes towards the female, kept in a low crouch. The moment he enters strike range, he lifts to his full height and sends an upwards angled ridgehand strike aimed for the girl's cheek in a flash.
COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits Mizuki with Quick Punch.
- Power hit! -
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Drake 0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\1 Mizuki
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Leilani 1/---====/=======|====---\-------\0 Soma
Drake's apparently righteous fury strikes true; Mizuki is going to be one very bruised young woman tomorrow. Her head snaps back again, and she just... looks at Drake. Just looks at him, with a sad pity in her eyes. She doesn't think of him as evil. Just self-obsessed. She's seen true evil and well... Drake != Dante so that's taken care of.
Very deliberately Mizuki does not move; once again, she clasps her hands together, in prayer, the gohei dangling from her right hand... this time, the wash of blue-silver chi is almost like a waterfall, flowing from head to toe over her... she may look like she's out, but she isn't, not yet...
COMBATSYS: Leilani blocks Soma's Medium Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Mizuki
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Leilani 1/--=====/=======|=====--\-------\0 Soma
The Hawai'ian luckily manages to avoid the knifestrikes, but the nerve strike hits true. Shuddering a little, Leilani stands, actually pressing the fingers deeper into her midsection. "A little note," she says, smiling viciously, teeth flashing into jagged points for just a moment. "My art deals with this stuff, too."
Slowly, deliberately, she reaches for the man's wrist. She has a surprise waiting.
COMBATSYS: Leilani successfully hits Soma with Kapu Ku'i A Lua.
- Power hit! -
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Drake 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Mizuki
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Leilani 0/-------/------=|=======\===----\1 Soma
Having snagged Soma's wrist, Leilani twists it, locking the arm out. Striking upward at the armpit with an open palm, the blow forces the joint out of socket with a rather loud 'pop'. Wrenching the arm around again, she whips the arm up and down like she was putting sheets on a bed, forcing the joint to slip back into place. Turning and twisting the arm with, she forces the undercover officer to stumble before violently yanks in the opposite direction, tearing the shoulder out of joint again. Twisting the arm around, she then steps under the limb and slams her elbow back under the arm, popping it back into joint. Wrapping her arm smoothly around the damaged limb, her armpit forcing this Fighting Novelist's arm to lock out again, she violently leans back and rockets her arms up, again wrenching the limb out of socket. Letting the arm go, she suddenly headbutts the injured shoulder, letting the joint set one last time.
"Consider that a repayment for earlier," the Shark hisses.
Well, that hurt. It hurt an awful lot, in fact; the only reason Soma's probably not wobbling like a jellyfish is the fact that he knows his stuff as well as Leilani does. Still... that really look like it took its toll, the undercover agent shifting back into place and grimacing, slowly moving arms and legs, rotating things and in one case setting a bone that might be broken or dislocated. However, he keeps his sang-froid about it, at least. "Lady..." he says, throwing his daggers back into his sleeves. "You have got to let that go."
But if it's real daggers she hates, fine. Holding his hands to his sides, Soma concentrates for a moment and summons, one per hand, a pair of glittering daggers formed from pure energy, liquid silver light lined with black. "Soul Fencer, set..." he murmurs, before dashing at Leilani and slashing out with both, looking to 'cut' her crosswise along the stomach. "With interest, chica."
Domino meets Mizuki's sad gaze with a steely one of his own. She really -did- expect him not to react. How ironic. Why else would she say what she did if not to infuriate him? It's puzzling!
But what snaps the model wrestler out of this mute bemusing is when the shower starts. Ah, Hell. This again? His eyes narrow on her while she seems distracted, and he reaches down to grab ahold of her neck and leg. If caught, he hefts the girl up across his shoulders. In an instant, he hops up and drops aside, aiming to drive her head against the ground in a death valley driver.
His islander teammate will have to fend for herself just a little bit longer.
COMBATSYS: Mizuki successfully hits Mizuki with Iki no Nagare.
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Drake 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Mizuki
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Leilani 0/-------/------=|=======\==-----\1 Soma
COMBATSYS: Mizuki interrupts Strong Throw from Drake with Koori no Kagami.
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Drake 0/-------/--=====|===----\-------\0 Mizuki
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Leilani 0/-------/------=|=======\==-----\1 Soma
Not to 'not react'. But to react so poorly... it doesn't speak well of him. The healing power can't be interrupted, and it appears to have done its job quite well; Mizuki straightens her back, and just looks -better-, the bruises fading away before Drake's eyes. And then he's grabbing for her again. Well, she did invite this... however... when he goes to drop her, she tucks her head and rolls, absorbing most of the damage. In the same moment, she's gesturing--with her hand--and drawing a circle around Drake. A flash of that same ice-blue chi forms around him, briefly, as Mizuki rolls away. Seems like the chatter's dried up, completely.
COMBATSYS: Leilani endures Soma's Gemini.
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Drake 0/-------/--=====|===----\-------\0 Mizuki
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Leilani 0/-------/--=====|=======\===----\1 Soma
She knew she was down. There wasn't any way to get around it. So when Soma began his attack, she stood there, waiting and preparing for it.
The feeling of freedom washed over her. Freedom from having to worry about much of anything at this point. The pain washed away as the blow struck, leaving a cross of energy across her midsection. With a deep breath, she smiles and nods. "Nice," she says quietly, before raising her right hand into the air. A watery ripple goes up her hand, a spray of watery chi shooting forth as rows upon rows of chi-manifest shark's teeth form along her hand. Stepping forward, she swings her hand down first before rocketing up, trying to split the undercover officer from crotch to sternum with the sawlike teeth.
The force of her own strike throws her off balance as the last of her energy is spent. Stumbling back, she falls against the ropes and slumps to the ground, not quite unconscious but certainly close enough for the medical personnel to drag her out of the ring.
COMBATSYS: Leilani can no longer fight.
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Drake 0/-------/--=====|===----\-------\0 Mizuki
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COMBATSYS: Soma endures Leilani's Shark's Bite.
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Drake 0/-------/--=====|===----\-------\0 Mizuki
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Out of respect for Lei, Soma doesn't actually move. It hurts like hell to do so -- all his willpower is concentrated in the effort to keep from MOVING, from struggling to get out of the way -- but he pulls it off, a rock that the surf of the Hawai'ian woman's attack breaks against. His black jacket and pants are covered in tiny holes, remnants of the attack, but he emerges from the 'spray' still on his feet.
One more left.
Soma salutes Lei's unconscious form. Then he turns to Drake. Then... he disappears.
When the agent becomes visible again, it is only as he passes Drake, the wires from both daggers attempting to twine themselves around the wrestler's midsection as Soma drives at and then past him at a speed so fast the eye can't keep up...
COMBATSYS: Drake parries Soma's Orihime's Loom!
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Drake 0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0 Mizuki
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Well, the death valley driver didn't go through the way Domino really intended. The chi hits him and forces his posture to stagger. He takes a knee temporarily and glares after Mizuki. But from this position, he can plainly see Leilani just.. standing there? Taking the hit?
"What."
Domino's expression is a mixture of disbelief and disgust. His respect for his teammate as a fighter almost visibly drains from him.
The next thing the model sees is Soma rushing him with both daggers out, along with the wires. Fueled by the cumulative disgust and anger this fight has brought him, he springs into a sudden leap and lands on his attacker's shoulders. From there, he uses the height and leverage to lunge off the agent and towards Mizuki, left arm outstretched to catch her around the neck and drive her down to the floor in a bulldog attack.
COMBATSYS: Mizuki blocks Drake's Quick Throw EX.
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Drake 0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0 Mizuki
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The force of Drake's impact is enough to push Mizuki back; but she got her arms up and was able to force him away before he could do anything terribly nasty. Mizuki finds, for the first time in one of these 'official' fights... that she kinda -does- want to win. But how to best go about that? Mizuki muses, for just a moment, then cups her left hand, the one not occupied with a gohei.
"Soma, catch!" she cries, then turns towards her partner, summoning up a sphere of that blue-silver chi, flinging it at Soma... when it contacts him it will burst over him, providing some much-needed relief for the Fighting Novelist.
COMBATSYS: Mizuki successfully hits Soma with Iki no Mizu.
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Drake 0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0 Mizuki
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That's irritating. Really irritating. Still, that's the way the cookie crumbles in combat, and Soma is back on his feet, daggers in hand, by the time Drake has moved on. This really hasn't been his fight, but now that it's 2 on 1 there's no point in rushing things. His ears perk when he hears his name and turns just in time to 'catch' the healing burst, which does indeed make him feel better, at least physically... but there's some fatigue he needs to take care of too, so he stays on the defensive for now. "That's a neat trick, miss... a neat trick indeed."
COMBATSYS: Soma gains composure.
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Drake 0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0 Mizuki
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A trick Domino finds profoundly annoying. The longer this fight goes on, the more it seems likely that between the two of them, there's no chance. But is a little thing like what appears to be a hopeless situation get him down? Heck no. Domino raises back to his feet and sends Mizuki a determined glare. With her distracted with her voodoo, he reaches out to attempt grabbing her by the throat. And with no frills attached, he simply aims to drive her down hard against the ground in a chokeslam.
COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits Mizuki with Strong Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Mizuki
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Chokeslams, chokeholds, attacking the face... Drake is silently proving himself the heel with every action. Although Mizuki attempts to duck backwards, she is unsuccessful, and the slam leaves her coughing for a moment. She'd stay down--but she knows that Drake -wants- that, so he can try and pin her, so she's scrambling back, rubbing her throat... man, his singlemindedness is a pain in the butt, and since all he's done today is attack a girl... well.
COMBATSYS: Mizuki gains composure.
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Drake 0/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Mizuki
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He's frustrated... interesting. And worth using to Soma's advantage, too. Taking a deep breath, he crosses the arena at a fresh clip and stands next to Mizuki at a decent distance... not close enough so both can be attacked at once, but certainly close enough so that he can interfere when necessary. "It's a shame your lady friend had to go down first," Soma says conversationally. "She at least seemed to be enjoying herself a bit."
COMBATSYS: Soma focuses on his next action.
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Drake 0/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Mizuki
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"At least one of us was," Domino replies coolly to Soma, eyes still affixed to the girl. He has no real beef with that guy. Despite the attempted insult earlier, he's not actually cheesed the model off so much.
As for Mizuki? Pinning her is the furthest thing from Domino's mind. Beating her until she's declared unconscious, however, -is- his goal. If taking a fight seriously makes him a heel, the commentators of his home fed were very misinformed. Either way, then she raises to her feet again, he manuevers in swiftly to attempt locking his arms around her throat to, yes, choke her. Very directly. Hopefully until she goes lax this time.
COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits Mizuki with Quick Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Mizuki
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Drake gets his chokehold; it's a while before Mizuki can kick out of it, as it were. But kick out she -does-, and while she's looking really haggard now... she isn't down yet. Coughing, she rubs her throat, and closes her eyes... time for a last-ditch effort, perhaps? Time for something; Mizuki calls upon her power, though the flow is almost stuttery; hard to concentrate when she can't breathe properly.
COMBATSYS: Mizuki gathers her will.
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Drake 0/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1 Mizuki
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With a shrug, Soma brandishes his daggers once again. The wrestler's fixation on Mizuki confuses him somewhat, but if that's the way it's going to be, no sense not to use it to his advantage. Setting one foot back, the undercover agent presses down, then darts forward, his body barely skimming the surface of the ring (tm Chun-li in Vs. games) as he slashes out cross-wise at Drake's chest much as he did to Leilani before... only this time, the daggers are a little less 'metaphorical'. "I promise you, I am a barrel of laughs under the grim exterior," he deadpans. Oh yes, you're a thousand laughs, Travedi.
COMBATSYS: Soma successfully hits Drake with Fierce Strike.
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Drake 1/-----==/=======|=======\==-----\1 Mizuki
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Domino lets out a growl as the girl slips out of his grasp. He really is all but ignoring Soma at this point. Why? Because this girl has more than called for his undivided attention. If not for her insults, it's just plain strategically smarter. So, those daggers? They nail him. The model is cut, and it.. well.. naturally, it angers him. But not more than Mizuki has. "Wait your turn!," he barks.
And from there, Domino slips around his attacker to close in with Mizuki again. The moment he enters range and weasels between the two, his elbow thrusts out in a sharp and swift elbowsmash aimed for her nose.
COMBATSYS: Mizuki endures Drake's Quick Punch.
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Drake 1/----===/=======|=======\====---\1 Mizuki
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A broken nose--on TV. Well, that's going to smart--and it does. Mizuki doesn't even -move- when Drake comes for her. She can't. She's busy... preparing. The upsurge of chi swells, and in the moment before she's struck down, she throws her hands at Soma.
"Iki no... NAGARE!" she cries, sending her energies at Soma in another ball of blue-silver chi... this one much larger. And then she's struck and mayhaps Drake may feel vindicated by beating up Mizuki, or mayhaps not; she knows not, either way.
COMBATSYS: Mizuki can no longer fight.
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Drake 1/----===/=======|==-----\-------\0 Soma
COMBATSYS: Mizuki successfully hits Soma with Iki no Nagare.
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Drake 1/----===/=======|==-----\-------\0 Soma
Hmmm. Not the development that Soma was hoping for; he winces as Mizuki goes down, though her final 'gift' to him does perk him up the tiniest bit. Cracking his knuckles, he glances at the wrestler with an even expression, a hand slipping into the bolero jacket he wears, fingers moving invisibly under the black fabric. "Not sure what your beef with her was," he says nonchalantly, sizing his opponent up. "But it's over now, just you and me." Without warning, Soma whips his hand out, a streak of silver -- a very tiny throwing dagger, almost a needle -- whirling across the ring at Drake, aiming for a nerve cluster somewhere near the curve of his neck. "So I guess that means it IS 'my turn'."
COMBATSYS: Soma successfully hits Drake with Thrown Object.
Glancing Blow
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Drake 1/----===/=======|==-----\-------\0 Soma
The fall of the female is massively satisfying to Domino. But does he feel vindicated? No. Her damage has been done, and it's going to take more than an act of simple justice to right it. Domino -is- one who carries grudges against the non-repentant.
But then the amethyst eyes set to Soma. The anger's not there, despite the cuts on his flesh. He's treated to Domino's normal in-ring persona: his dark side. That is to say, stoicism and coolly calculating.
"Believe me when I say she had it coming," is all the response Soma gets.
The small knife is spotted, and the speed is fairly surprising. Nevertheless, the wrestler's body twists aside to attempt evading it without moving his feet. It works somewhat... but the blade still grazes his shoulder and gets a temporary hiss of stinging pain from the model.
But from there, Domino shifts into his typical stance. A shallow backstance, right foot forward. His left hand chambers at his chest level, fingers splayed as if ready for a grapple. His right hand hovers before his body, hand flat.
The amethyst eyes narrow further to mere slits.
COMBATSYS: Drake focuses on his next action.
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Drake 1/----===/=======|==-----\-------\0 Soma
There's no way Soma's walking into that. His gaze rakes over Drake's form and he considers carefully what might happen. Obviously, one tiny little throwing knife isn't going to mute his fighting spirit quite so much that he's not going to attack. Basic detective's logic says he's going something to hide. "Well, alright," Soma says, slipping a dagger back into his hand. "That's your business. But..." In a sudden blur of speed, so quick it's difficult to see, the undercover agent flings himself right at Drake's body at point-blank range, doing nothing more than turning the hilt of the dagger sideways and looking to pop the wrestler in the nose with it. "Is this really the right place for that kind of vendetta?"
COMBATSYS: Drake fails to counter Weapon Jab from Soma with Solar Eclipse.
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Drake 1/---====/=======|==-----\-------\0 Soma
Domino continues to study the other male. The comment, nor question receives any more answer than a soft, "Gah," when he's struck on the nose, despite an attempt to grab ahold of him. Nevertheless, Domino simply turns to face him again. His expression hasn't change.
You've got to keep up the pressure in this sort of situation, and that's exactly what Soma does. He doesn't retreat at all; instead he simply powers on through Drake's aborted counterattack, swinging his right leg up in a snap kick to catch the wrestler under the jaw and drive him back. The speed isn't QUITE as great this time, but it's still certainly quick enough to really drive the point home.
COMBATSYS: Drake endures Soma's Light Kick!
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Drake 1/-======/=======|==-----\-------\0 Soma
Does Domino back away or attempt to dodge the oncoming attack? No. He simply starts to make his way towards Soma. The kick strikes under his jaw and gets a very brief dirty look from the model.. but just as the kick lands, the wrestler is within grappling range.
And grapple he tries to do.
Domino's arms suddenly reach out, attempting to grab the agent...
COMBATSYS: Soma endures Drake's Total Eclipse.
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Drake 0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\0 Soma
And once grabbed, Soma is pulled forward and bent over. Domino locks the agent's neck between his legs, and his arms hook around the man's midsection to hoist him up into piledriving position. The arms suddenly begin crushing the man in an inverted bearhug for a few punishing seconds before the model leaps to flip high into the air. The flipping motion gains momentum steadily, picking up until the two become a full-circle blur on their descent. The full momentum and their combined weight is driven against Soma's head as the piledriver lands.
Domino then goes to just backroll from his foe and raise back to his feet and assume his stance again.
The one thing that may have escaped Drake's notice during this entire affair was, perhaps, the gathering of energy around Soma's hands. The agent didn't bother to fight back. Why? Because walking into the blow gives him the perfect opportunity to try something dangerous. It's a gamble, to be sure... that complex grapple really puts the hurting on. But perhaps Drake can sense it... the liquid movement of the opponent in his grasp that suggests not all is right with the world.
By the time the end comes, the light-daggers are already in his hands even as he kippups to his feet, mere inches from Drake.
Hastily ramming the two together at the hilt, creating a double edged swallow-like blade of black-limned liquid silver, the Interpol agent rushes his opponent with a vicious series of twirling strikes, the 'blade' cutting deeply if it connects, the energy form passing through Drake's body... just not harmlessly. "Soul Fencer, max mode!"
COMBATSYS: Drake dodges Soma's Ashvinau.
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Drake 0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\0 Soma
Something -does- seem rather amiss. Enough to trigger Domino's more defensive strategies. When Soma raises all but into him and brandishes the daggers, the agile wrestler puts up a display of almost enigmatic defensive measures; the weaves low and high alternatingly to evade the strikes and simultaniously position himself behind his opponent's back. Once in position, his right hand flashes out in a knifehand strike aimed for the base of Soma's neck.
COMBATSYS: Soma endures Drake's Quick Punch.
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Drake 0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\1 Soma
It hits, but it isn't enough to take Soma down just yet. In fact, he doesn't even flinch. "You're quick, I'll give you that," he accedes, mostly because it's true. But at the same time, he's not about to walk out of here without using every trick in his book. "You need to hit a little harder, though." Soma doesn't waste any time; from a standing start, he suddenly vaults backwards and, at the apex of his impromptu reverse moonsault, twists and makes two sweeping motions with his hands. Each sweep hurls a number of those small, shard needles... but these are different. Each is charged with energy and, when they get close, bursts into a massive array of tiny explosions of silver energy, looking to pummel Drake with quantity, if not quality.
COMBATSYS: Soma successfully hits Drake with Supernova.
- Power hit! -
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Drake 1/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Soma
The attack gets a quirk of an obsidian eyebrow. Huh. What an odd- oh crap. Domino attempts to evade, but he certainly can't get away from it. He, in fact, trips. The next thing to happen is a horrid impalation of needles, followed by a subsequent explosion that vaults the model wrestler into the air with a cry of pain. "Ggh..," he wheezes mid-flight... and through sheer determination alone does he use this to his advantage.
Domino attempts to meet Soma mid-flight, turning his body about in a sudden butterfly kick aimed just under his chin to knock him higher into the air. Still on the rise, Domino turns a second butterfly kick to send his foot towards Soma's midsection to power him away forcefully.
But hit or miss, when Domino hits the ground, he hits it in a knelt position. And from there, he slumps aside, unable to push his body any further.
COMBATSYS: Drake can no longer fight.
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|-------\-------\0 Soma
COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits Soma with Lunar Eclipse.
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|==-----\-------\0 Soma
Drake only really needs to tap Soma, really, but the agent got what he wanted: a good clean hit. The initial kick is all that connects, but the initial kick is all that needs to connect, in reality. Soma lands with a *whump* against the sandbags in the corner and doesn't get up either. After a while the announcer realizes everyone's pretty much out and declares this SNF a draw!
COMBATSYS: Soma takes no action.
COMBATSYS: Soma can no longer fight.
Wow! What an intense fight! At the start, the crowd was divided as to which
new fighter to cheer for. As it wore on though, they just watch in awe as
one man seems to dominate the ring. As the draw is announced the crowd goes
absolutely wild! Banners are waved, cheers and whistles can be heard and a
small voice comes from the back; that of a five year old boy. "DOMINO!" This
voice spurs others in the crowd to begin calling out his name.
"DOMINO!" "DOMINO!"
Those that are squabbling about the fact that the match has ended in both
'teams' being knocked out of battle take their arguments outside, so that no
harm falls upon the newly opened Community Center. How very thoughtful of
them.
Chae Lim cringes when Drake hits the ground. Like everyone else she waits to
see if Domino makes it back up to his feet, and when he doesn't her
attentions turns momentarily to Soma. When HE lands and doesn't move and the
fight is called, she makes her way to the poorly built ring and ducks under
one of the hemp ropes. Carefully making her way to the middle where the
wrestler lays, she pulls out a black and white pennant flag she quickly
slapped together after being invited to the fight this evening, kneels and
tickles at the tip of his nose with it.
"You did great," she says to him, even though it's a draw. He persevered
though his partner fell early, and the other two were using some sort of
energy to keep them in the fight. The Korean girl then averts her eyes for a
moment before quickly leaning in and placing a chaste and friendly kiss upon
his cheek. "You wait here, I'll go get the medic."
Which she really doesn't need to do, as the man has just finished checking
over Soma before making his way to 'Domino'.
Log created on 20:38:59 05/05/2007 by Mizuki, and last modified on 10:11:24 05/12/2007.