Description: Assigned to watch new agent Cross, Aislinn gets involved when Cross runs into Cammy and decides to raise some hell...
Shadoloo owns Bangkok. That's the message the Killer Bee has brought to one group of resistance fighters, as one flies out the second-story window of a warehouse. The sun is setting, and so the gunshots illuminate Cammy as a silhouette in the wide windows, and a group of Shadoloo soldiers wait across the street, apparently disinclined to get in her way. The sunlight glints off of the city in its last gasp before nightfall, and the sounds of distant gunfire or explosions can erratically be heard across the city.
After a moment, the gunfire in the warehouse stops, and Cammy comes to the window, staring down to a moaning man on the concrete. She stares at him blankly, a small splotch of blood across her neck and face. With a flip, she lands on the concrete in a crouch, and adjusts her gloves as she walks towards him, apparently about to deliver the final strike.
What's this? A rescuer? Clad in red? A witch flying through the air to save this injured man from certain doom? No. About the only part of that which is true is that there is a Red Clad witch who arrives soon after Cammy lands, but she is high on a roof top, apparently taken to roofs as a way to travel and avoid being harassed. This country was terrifying and she didn't know who was who, only that she didn't wanna get in the middle of a fight that didn't seem to need her. Peering over the edge of the roof, it is a good thing she tries to stay high, standing out quite a lot in her red dress, red witches hat, black circular shades and broom. The dress being low cut, high hemmed and covered in lace is also quite a bit over the top and sexy for your average Thailand woman, so she stands out when she is noticed, therefore she avoids notice. Fixing her shades she eyes Cammy a moment from three stories up, pulls a small camera in front of her face and starts taking pictures. . Afterall, she intended to get something from this. One thing she quickly learned was raiding the pockets of the fallen proved to give little cash, also it was really sad, she didn't like getting close to real dead people. This was more than a little more intense than anything she was used to before.
The staccato rhythm of rapid gunfire. The chorus of frantic screams. The tinkling bells of broken glass raining down on the streets. The music of the city certainly would be an exciting change of pace her the post-industrial rock she listens to, if it weren't for the fact that the latter is turned up loud enough that she apparently can't hear the former over the tune blaring in her earbuds.
So it is that Cross is walking right through the middle of the mayhem, hands stuffed as far as she can get them into the hip-pockets of her leathers, bobbing her head this way and that to the rhythm in her head. Her eyes are heavy-lidded--looks like she might have a hangover already, despite it only being late afternoon--and she's moving with an aimless, wobbling gait, singing to herself, "In the middle of a gunfight, in the center of a restaurant--they say, 'come with your arms raised high'--"
The young agent's aimless treck through the carnage-strewn street halts for a moment when a window too close in front of her to ignore explodes in a spray of sun-glinting diamond shards, disgorging a wounded man who already seems quite out of sorts from being so thoroughly defenstrated. Her eyebrow cocks and she purses her lips thoughtfully, lifting her gaze slowly from the heap of a man to his pursuer, who seemed to be in considerably better condition. "Hnnm."
Big things happening in Thailand... of course Aislinn is ordered to go. Though... not for the reasons one may think. After all, her power is not enough to match up against a Shadaloo agent of the caliber that Vega has been displaying. However--Cross, one of the newer NESTS agents, has taken it upon herself to visit the ailing country and thus Aislinn is sent to observe, to watch, and, if need be, to protect.
This doesn't mean that Cross is aware of the other NESTS agent; Aislinn is relatively well-skilled in espionage tactics and so, staying hidden is one of her skills. She isn't as good as it as Twelve is, but then, she isn't a shapeshifter... The Silent Assassin is following her would-be comrade via the rooftops of this city. She has no need for binoculars; her eyes compensate easily, being cybernetic.
Cammy's actions are noted and Naerose is noted as well--fortunately on the opposite side of the rooftop from Aislinn--and she waits to see what Cross's reaction to Cammy will be. After all, in a way, she, Cammy, and Aislinn are all of a kind, though surely none of them know it.
The Killer Bee stops at the tinny sound of music, the distorted buzz one only gets through earbuds that're turned up too loud... or perhaps just loud enough. And if that wasn't enough of a tipoff, she swings around to Cross, eyeing her. "Curfew is in three minutes. Be inside by that time." The tone is simple, cold, and completely uncaring as to whether or not Cross can hear her words.
She then walks up the man, snatching away his pistol. She pulls back the slide, seeing that there's a round in the chamber, and lets it snap back, flicking off the safety. Then, she levels the gun up suddenly as she whips around to meet Naerose's eyes, eerily seeing her right through the viewfinder. The gun goes off once, as she tries to blow the camera right out of Naerose's hands. Whether or not it hits Naerose incidentally... isn't of much concern to her. The shell falls to the ground, and the Killer Bee waits patiently to see if she got her mark.
No way that Naerose would notice Aislinn, her attention was far to preoccupied with Cammy whom she was photographing vigorously and then the new comer Cross. What was a goth kid doing here? This didn't make any sense and it was clear that she didn't come from this country. Then on second thought the agents of whatever organization seems to of taken over did come in every shape and size, so far she had seen two whom looked really out of place, but this one, wow. So she takes pictures of cross now too, shifting her camera, a glint of light off of her shades, but who would notice that right? She seems to think Cross is with the same group Cammy is with.
"Geeze, whats with the leotards and tight leather, someone's got some serious little girl loli complex going on," the witch comments to herself, apparently trying to do so softly enough that she wouldn't be overheard, but you never know how these things actually work out.
Then. . her camera is gone. What the snap?! Of course Naerose isn't going to get hit by a bullet, well maybe that part was luck and not so much her leet dodging ability. The fact was her mouth was a big o and her eyes wide behind her lenses. She couldn't believe what had just happened in the blink of an eye. Rather then tempt fate she decides to pull her head from where it was over the edge and move to another section of roof to peer over, still not noticing Aislinn. This was getting intense!
The psychotic lady in the leotard was definitely looking at Cross, and her lips were definitely moving. Beyond that, she has no real clue what happened in the exchange, drowned out as the Killer Bee's voice was by the music roaring directly into her ears. Probably for the best, if she'd heard Cammy tell her she had a /curfew/--even though they do that sort of thing in this part of the world fairly regularly--she'd probably get quite indignant.
As it is, she instead seems nonplussed. Her gloved hand raises slowly, forming a mock gun with the fingers, and points at one of the armed Shadoloo soldiers nearby. "... well they're never gonna get me, like a bullet through a flock of doves. To wage, this war against your faith in me--" Then, she pulls the imaginary trigger, winking and blowing the criminal footsoldier a mock kiss.
Though she's obviously aware of the situation by this point, she certainly doesn't seem to recognize the danger. Her hand dips back in front of her face, charcoal-colored lips pursing together to blow the smoke off her fingertip (and, improbably, a tendril of gray-white haze does indeed hush out from between the parted tiers, wafting away from her 'barrel') as takes a step forward, over top of the fallen man, interposing herself between him and Cammy. Not quite in an aggressive, stand-offish manner, but given the circumstances it certainly isn't a sane place to be, anyway.
*sigh* Not that Aislinn cares about Naerose--and she doesn't--but she's been ordered specifically to keep Cross out of trouble. Still, she doesn't quite want to reveal herself just yet... but Cross is quickly making Aislinn's wish to be undetected an unreality. The most senior of the new breed of agents shakes her head, minutely, then climbs up to the edge of the building she's on, prepatory to jumping down if she has to. The armed guards are not real concern; even footsoldiers are barely more than a nuisance.
But Cammy--she's different. Even if the latest information Aislinn has suggests that Cammy shouldn't be here, here she is... and while personal data is certainly slimmer than slim, there are thousands of kilobytes of combat data, and Aislinn's viewed most of it, if not all. Cammy is more than Cross could handle, and more than Aislinn could handle, and probably even more than the two of them could handle together--she has no idea what Cross's combat abilities are but experience suggests that they aren't that powerful yet.
Cammy levels the pistol at Cross, staring past the sights of her own smoking gun. "Interference with Shadoloo agents is punishable by death. You are provided one warning before termination.", she states plainly. Her finger tenses on the trigger, ready to squeeze. It's a clumsy, ugly way for her to threaten someone, but many don't take her seriously without something like this. In reality, she'd be far deadlier without it.
If she's noticed Aislinn or Naerose's new position, she doesn't show it. Her dead eyes meet those of Cross, patiently waiting to see what she'll do next. She may be aggressive, but it's delivered with all the emotion of a phone book reading.
This was an ugly situation to be sure, but Naerose wasn't about to rush head first into it. This wasn't cowardice really, this was a mix of confusion and an unwillingness to get herself hurt for nothing. Reviewing her reasoning, she didn't know what Cammy was capable of or what side Cross was on, jumping into a possible situation outnumbered is just dumb, especially in a war torn country. This wasn't kansas or the sandbox of southtown, these people were more serious and up to no good.
When the gun is leveled at Cross however it becomes clear to Naerose that this was a very dire situation indeed, at least for someone. That someone being Cross and maybe Naerose. This life guard was clearly psychotic. A sigh escapes the red witch, she really wasn't one much for heroics especially when clearly the other girl got herself into the situation, but at the same token if Cammy shot the camera out of her hand who knows if she would go after Naerose next. This was possibly the only chance to deal with a possible threat to her own well being. She took that very seriously. So Naerose stands up, brandishes her broom and prepares to interfere. Note. Prepares, she figured she'd give Cross one last chance to show she didn't need it.
"Are you really going to shoot me?" Cross asks, her voice tinged with a mixture of innocence and amusement. Her hand comes up slowly--very, very slowly--to prod the barrel of the pistol with just her index finger, nudging it toward one side tentatively. Her lips form a tight 'o' pout as she leans in to give the muzzle a quick kiss, flashing a simultaneous wink at the Killer Bee. "If you do, I'll die... y'know?"
Maybe she's drunk out of her gourd, or maybe she's borderline psychotic. Either way, she's certainly stepped into the middle of it this time. Her eyes shift momentarily down to the wounded man on the ground beneath her, and she gives a very subtle twitch of her eyebrows in the direction of a nearby alleyway. Then, slowly, her gaze rolls around to fixate on the small gathering of Shadoloo footsoldiers.
"Do you mind if I take a minute to get rid of them, first? I don't really feel up to a command performance right now. Make it more of a coffeehouse thing, you know," Cross lowers her tone to a stage whisper, canting her head in Aislinn's direction. "Nice and intimate, just us and the real fans."
So Cross did know she was here. That's fine; it isn't Aislinn's concern as to whether Cross knew. But the acknowledgement... well, it somewhat ruins Aislinn's plans. Seems as though she likes to play the spoiler. One can only hope that Cross doesn't go so far as to reveal their employer... it would, quite simply, be inadvisable. She's no doubt that Cammy now knows--if she didn't before--of Aislinn's presence, and so she leaps, rather picturesquely, twisting through the air once as she flips over.
She lands next to Cross--not within arm's reach, perhaps, but clearly on the punk girl's side... and true to form, she says not a single word. Not that she would, of course, but she might recommend a higher up having a 'talk' with Cross...
COMBATSYS: Cammy has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Cross has joined the fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Aislinn has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Naerose has joined the fight here.
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"..." The Killer Bee looks unconcerned as Cross plays with her gun, flicking it back into position after it gets nudged. Then, she narrows her eyes slightly. It might be a hint of irritation cracking her dispassionate demeanor, or just a quiet focus just before what she does next.
"I know."
BLAM. The gun goes off as Cammy squeezes off a single shot unflinchingly, the muzzle blast lighting up her face into stark, pale relief for a split-second. She gave her warning. It was ignored, even mocked. And so, her programmed course of action is clear and brutal. She may be dressed amusingly, but her own intentions are entirely serious.
The soldiers behind Cross start to spring into action, but seem tenative about the idea of getting in Cammy's way, talking amongst themselves. They're supposed to back the Killer Bee up in case of an emergency, but whether this qualifies... well, that's unclear. But then, they look towards Aislinn, starting to raise their guns and shout back and forth in Thai. Things are getting violent, and quick.
COMBATSYS: Naerose has left the fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Naerose has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Cross has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Cross blocks Cammy's Large Thrown Object.
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Blam. Okay. The shot was fired, another arrived and was Naerose the only one who didn't know Aislinn was around? It wasn't the witches fault, she was far far to busy trying to take pictures, but now that was all past. It was two against one and a bunch of soldiers. The fight was still uneven and so Naerose decides, yes, it is time to get involved. So she hops off the roof too, but rather then falling gracefully the witch decides not to fall at all, well not for long anyway, at first like a brick, she quickly shifts under her broom and instantly starts to slow her fall until with a whoosh of wind from the tail of her broom, the witch touches down, . . er sort of. She stays half mounted on the implement of cleaning.
"So I dunno what is going on here, but.." the witch begins, not waiting to see the conclusion of the gunshot,
"You guys are out of your freakin minds!" She fixes her hat down more to look mysteriously in front of her eyes, fixes her shades and tries to reach out and grab Cammy's gun and her wrist to fling her and disarm her with a wink. Apparently someone thinks she's cool
BLAM? That's not part of this chorus. The moment the muzzle flash clears, Cross is just a smidge to the left of where she was standing before--though she doesn't seem to have actually moved, judging from her posture--and seemingly out of the line of fire. However, as the gunsmoke curls away from between them, a thin red line appears along the raise of her cheekbone, oozing crimson in a slow trickle down her cheek. "... tch."
"I haven't even gotten to the second verse, yet!" Cross complains, whirling around to the outside of Cammy's extended gun-arm to stand momentarily side by side with her. There's a brief pause while the two are passing by one another where Cross seems to hang in the air, her open jacket and short hair fluttering around her in the breeze creaed by her sudden movement. And she smirks, just so, before leaping off into the crowd of gunmen behind the Killer Bee.
Mid-flight, she manages to doff her jacket, swinging to around by one sleeve like a whip. The garment snaps around the face of the nearest goon, and she grabs the other sleeve as it comes around to cinch it tight, completely blocking his vision in cured leather. Not missing a beat, she swings around behind him and kicks first into the back of one knee, driving him down into a kneeling position, and then plants her foot solidly in the middle of his back; the pressure makes his shooting arm twitch, and he starts unloading blindly from his automatic. Between the jacket and her foot in the back, Cross has more than enough leverage to steer his fire in the direction of the other thugs, walking it straight across a line of them.
As they go full-circle, she gives another sharp twist on the jacket, and her unwitting sidekick's neck goes kersnap. Cross whips her garment free, twirling it over her head once before spinning into it and thrusting both arms straight out into the sleeves, managing to redress herself fully in one whirling motion. Free to concentrate on Cammy, she returns her focus to the leotard-clad hiney of the Killer Bee. "There. Now we can get this party started!"
COMBATSYS: Cross focuses on her next action.
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Cammy, using a gun? How odd; she must want to give these poor souls a chance. While Cross is dealing with the gunshot and its aftereffects, Aislinn is turning to -look- at the soldiers. It's a simple, but intense, and intent look; it clearly says 'stay out or die'. It may not -work-, but... it's a try.
In fact, it doesn't work on a couple of them--it forces Aislinn to leave Cross's side, which she does spectacularly, blurring into action to slam a right roundhouse kick against one man's temple, and to take the other's rifle and uppercut him with the stock. That done, she turns back to see--Naerose, trying to intervene. Clearly things have gone pearshaped--the only thing for Aislinn to do is to enter the fight as well. But not just yet... preparation is important. With Cross having cleared the remaining soldiers, however, it looks like the stage is set...
Clenching her fists, she begins to build energy, the power flowing through her, manifesting as a swirl of wind that bursts briefly up around her form.
COMBATSYS: Aislinn gathers her will.
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COMBATSYS: Cammy blocks Naerose's Broken Mirrors.
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Cammy's grabbed, and flung... but it almost seems voluntary, as if she were she were just going with the flow. After all, she twists in midair, landing on her feet, her pigtails whipping out behind her. She may be minus a pistol, but... well, better for her. Those slow, clumsy bullets just aren't that useful. She closes her eyes slowly, and opens them. "You are all found in violation of a Shadoloo operation, and... curfew breaking. Surrender." With that, she focuses on the girl she winged as the first and primary violator. Naerose almost gets priority for her would-be offense, but she can technically discount that as a proper attack. "There is no point in this resistance." She ducks, picking out her target, and then plants a hand on the ground.
"Spiral Arrow!", she exclaims as she pushes herself off the ground, her spin and the Psycho Power wreathing her legs making her into a human missle - with her feet as the warhead. A line of power trails behind her for an instant as she tries to show Cross the door. See, she called it a party, and... nevermind.
COMBATSYS: Cross fails to interrupt Spiral Arrow from Cammy with My Way Home is Through You.
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Well Naerose isn't going to press the attack, not yet anyway, she instead decides to back off a little and take a moment to consider the situation. . . Somehow the girl is still alive and that might be a sigh of relief, afterall, seeing someone so young get their head blown off would seriously scar Naerose for days! In the meantime she'll just fix her shades now and watch Cross get absolutely nailed by a Cammy human missile. Wow, you just knew that hurt. She even raises her broom protectively as though to ward off evil or the imagination of having received that attack. But hey, maybe Cross is into that sort of thing. Naerose doesn't know, she shrugs.
"Right.." she says to herself, the mouthy girl got nailed,
"So.. I'm not sure what all you just said, all I know is I'm supposed to do something about people who interfere.. " Technically that's you Naerose, but her instructions said nothing about self preservation!
COMBATSYS: Naerose focuses on her next action.
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"Eh?" Cross turns her head partway around toward Cammy, cocking an eyebrow. 'How rude', she thinks to herself, 'I'm trying to strike a dramatic pose, here.'
That's about the only thing she has a chance to think before she gets drilled by the human torpedo. Her form blurs a moment before, and she's obviously /expecting/ to move, but she gets caught up in the corona of psycho power and finds her normal methodology not quite working. Most noteably, in the fact that she's still there when Cammy comes barreling through at an insane rate of speed.
The hellacious kick sends her flying right through a nearby wall. Not a nice, friendly plate-glass window or some rickety boards nailed up over a rotted doorway, but a good and proper brick-and-mortar wall that explodes inward from the impact, her form momentarily hidden by the massive puff of dust and grit that fills the air.
When the smoke clears, Cross is seated mostly on top of a pile of debris, her arms spread out at shoulder-level on the rubble behind her, knees bent and wide apart, looking quite a bit worse for wear. A fit of coughing later and she spits up a nice mouthful of crimson, shaking her head ruefully. "... s'not bad."
Since it's a party, everyone should be invited. At least, that's what Aislinn feels. Not that she's particularly fond of parties, but this one at least has entertainment she can respect. Cross is--well--she's apparently blasted back quickly. That... looked painful. Hopefully she can still operate after that. In the meantime, Cammy has become the Target(tm)--meaning that she can't spare any more thoughts for Cross.
Operating on that principle, Aislinn bursts forward, though she's sure to look like someone in slow-motion to Cammy, and leaps high into the air. Her goal, pure and simple, is to land on Cammy's head, feet-first; somehow, she alters her trajectory just as she's (ostensibly) passing over Cammy, as if she were pushing off a ceiling. Of course, without Psycho Power, it isn't nearly as effective as, say, Somersault Skull Diver.
COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges Aislinn's Strong Kick.
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As Aislinn rushes in, Cammy leaps back away, landing lighting on her feet. "Useless." She quietly observes the trio... there's something odd here, even beyond being challenged by a number of fighters. Though she can't instantly see the designed nature of some of the fighters about her, there are patterns she can slowly pick up on.
And at the very least, Aislinn manages to pull the Killer Bee's attention away from battering Cross further. Locking her eyes on Aislinn's, she then dances to the side, getting ready to pounce.
And pounce she does, but it might happen faster than most would expect. With a hop and a twirl, she blurs, popping by Aislinn's side. Her fist comes out in a lightning-fast backhand, an arc of Psycho Power following her attack as she tries to nail the other fighter in her flank.
Psycho bunny? If only Naerose knew she might of actually come up with that, but there are more pressing matters at hand. Not becoming like Cross was a find example of them. So she turns herself in a circle, somewhat risque high dress flaring out while she spins and flings a hand with a sleeve which seems to not actually attach to said dress out, the ends opening as she does so and gives a quick cry of
"Sagitta minor!"
This warning to an attack might help as the witch dances further away from Cammy, but it might not, the ensuing assault comes in the form of practically transparent wisps of air like little darts peppering the ground and hopefully Cammy, actually she wouldn't mind terribly much if it got Aislinn too, but that was very much not her target. Somehow Naerose manages to smile the whole time, not so much as though she were having fun, though she might be, but more of a show of utter competence in the face of a utter lack of comprehension of the situation.
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits Aislinn with Axle Spin Knuckle.
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Cross pushes a large piece of broken mortar off of her lap with a grunt, shuffling slowly to her feet. Gradually, she begins to step out of the wreckage of the building, her body wobbling from one side to the other, arms hanging down limply before her slumped form and head hung so deeply that shadows completely hide her face. Her music device, left somewhere in the debris, begins to sputter out a song on its own.
"I said! We'll drown ourselves in misery tonight!
White lies! You've worn out all your dancing shoes this time...
Just give us war! Worn! Lipstick by the door if I inflame..."
There's something wrong. Very, very wrong. Cross is smoking, and people kicked through walls don't generally do that. Thick, white smoke wafts from her shoulders and arms, as if someone had just recently doused a fire that covered her entire body. Her head tilts back, and she's /grinning/, almost literally from ear to ear, her eyes burning bright enough crimson to be visible as ruby pinpoints through the cloud of grit still wafting away from the hole in the wall on the breeze. As she takes another slow step forward, she leaves a patch of ground burning with snow-white fire as a footprint behind her.
COMBATSYS: Cross switches her Mindset.
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If Aislinn were the vocal type she'd cry out. Though she'd braced for the attack--intended on catching that swinging limb between flank and arm--the impact is far more than she can withstand and it just crushes her. She's lifted off her feet and flung sideways, slamming into a wall quite painfully, barely avoiding having her face crushed by throwing her arms up.
Rebounding off the wall, Aislinn staggers heavily, then turns to face Cammy again... smiling almost. Not quite, but almost. And despite the pain in her eyes she's rushing forward once more, her world focused on the Killer Bee. Teammates? Other people fighting Cammy?
Aislinn cares not; she rushes at Cammy's position then skids to a halt with her left leg planted--it's used as a fulcrum to let Aislinn switch all that momentum into a hard, arcing right overhand smash punch, the attacking extremity flaring with red-white electrical power.
COMBATSYS: Cammy just-defends Naerose's Sagita Minor!
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COMBATSYS: Cammy blocks Aislinn's Fierce Punch.
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The Killer Bee flicks her attention from one target to the next. Even with her skilled analysis of the situation... this sort of chaos is hard for her programming to fully predict. As the wisps of air come in, Cammy's intuition allows her to flick out one hand, her wrist dancing about as she deflects each and every one of the darts. Flicking her other hand out as her guarding hand goes to her chest direction, she flows with Psycho Power as it swirls about her form... and then her arm moves, catching Aislinn's fist. She winces, though, at the electric shock, and yanks her gauntleted hand back. "There is no point in resisting Shadoloo. Thailand is only the beginning."
With that, she leaps at Naerose, ducking into a rapid roll as she flies towards her, her pigtails flickering behind. If Naerose should raise her guard, she can suplex her to the earth with her legs. If she tries to flee, the Killer Bee can try and sting her with her sliding kick. Neither option is good for the would-be witch, as the assassin tries to make it clear to each and very one of them just on what level they're fighting at.
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits Naerose with Hooligan Combination.
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Well Naerose wants no part of that, so she hops on her broom to try and escape the slow attack, but how do you describe the lock of the draw, she just doesn't get into the air fast enough and gets pulled down to the earth instead and end up with the kick option. That's right. She tried to flee and instead gets sent flying through a well. Well as much as generally Naerose is a good spirited lass, something snaps. Probably a bone, probably several. But when the dust clears, she fixes her shades with a scowl.
"Okay. Look.. You know what? I'm just trying to .. no nevermind, I don't have to tell you what I'm trying to do. Time to get serious. En criento!"
Maybe against a normal fighter the torrent of wind that she unleashes from her hand would seem fast or at least unpleasantly large, but to Cammy it's probably nothing spectacular, though this reality is lost on the witch who seems to take some pleasure in her own power.
"How'd you like that? Cause I'm just getting started."
"These eyes! Have had too much to drink again tonight!
Black skies! We'll douse ourselves in high-explosive light!"
Another step forward, and another. Cross is picking up speed, leaving burning footprints in a trail behind her. The ghostly fire has begun to erupt from her hands as well, wreathing them in a nimbus of gray-white flames. The scariest part, though, is her face: that horrible rictus of a grin, a manic expression that knows no fear or pain.
A sudden burst of flames erupts from both her shoulders, blowing right through the leather of her jacket and propelling her forward like a pair of afterburners. The rocker grrl skids along the ground at high speed and thrusts a hand out toward Cammy, attempting to catch her in a vice grip with her burning digits. The last person who got snagged like that had enough ghostfire pumped through them to make it start coming out their eyes and mouth, and needless to say they weren't particularly well-off afterwards.
Aislinn has no response to Cammy; after all, she's not here to -resist- Shadaloo. Not her business. Let the heroes do that. This is simply a bad thing that was about to happen to Cross and Aislinn's orders to help keep her safe. Someone is going to owe her much for this... Aislinn backsteps once, twice, then jumps clear of the fight zone; it is getting crowded and not in a good way.
She lands next to Cross, glancing over at the now-smoking and burning-agent, with an expression that, well, okay, she doesn't look any different. But she is somewhat surprised. It should be very interesting to see this going down... and that may be worth the price of admission.
Speaking of the show, Aislinn is content for the moment to just watch, her lavender eyes taking in every detail for later analysis... all data is important.
COMBATSYS: Aislinn focuses on her next action.
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COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges Naerose's End Creation.
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COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges Cross' Drowning Lessons.
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A mass of people rush away from the wall that Aislinn smashes into. As the girl uncerimoniously slips to the ground, the one person who remains standing there doesn't even bother to help the purple haired girl up. "Seriously Smurfette, seriously. I bet they go to his class, telling their friends to sign up, and they're all like.. this shit's an easy A man, just watch." ... Angel wiggles her fingers as she talks into a cellphone, "..they're waiting all semester, just waiting for his father to bust in, all played by Sean Connery, 'Son, you have to come with me... to find the Spear of Destiny and the City of Atlantis.'"
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The silver haired girl finally looks down to Aislinn, and cupping the phone she says, "Good job." It's not said in any manner that resembles being sincere. One would bet she'd golf-clap if she could. As said purple haired girl gets up, and jumps off, she shouts after her, "Don't die, we have a budget to keep this quarter."
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She blinks, and then uncups the phone, "Oh yeah, fight. Half naked-chick in pigtails and an ugly-ass beret." Pause. She's not talking terribly loud, not that there's not enough commosion to mute screams. "Yeah, maybe that's her. I think the thong has its own little thong wedged up its ass." Another pause. "But anyway- So, I bet Harrison Ford is all... Dad, I'm trying to teach a class here! I'm a teacher, you know!' 'But the Nazi's stole the spear out of the Tomb of God from the Sacred Idol of Akazreal from upon the Golden Spires of the good King Triton's Trident.' And the reply is all stern, as it dawns on the good doctor, 'Dad, that spear must be returned to its rightful place before they use it to conquer the world, because it uses some kind of magical bacon to end said world. Dad, we must stop this.' And all those kids in class are waiting for it all semester, and they're all like, 'Of course, go!' And then Indie's off for the rest of the school year they're all sitting in the bar, humming the song getting drunk. DUNT-DA-DA-DA.. DUNT DA DA DA DA."
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Yeah, doesn't look like she's helping anytime soon. She does walk farther out of the chaos, though, two half skips, and jangling chains abound, all while musing into the phone, "Blue, Last Crusade is NOT better than Raiders.." She does wave a hand to indicate Cross, back to the fight as she walks away to a safer position, "Whoever wins, be sure to duct-tape the losers to a telephone pole and write 'retard' on their forehead."
"Safety locks... disengage." Normally, the human body is only meant to go so far. But with Psycho Power and the proper application of combat programming, those limitations can be... bent. There's definite wear on the body afterwards if she overdoes it, but that's why Vega pays Dr. Senoh no small amount of money to see to her upkeep.
And so the Killer Bee simply /blurs/, vanishing away from from the torrent of wind. Skidding, she sees Cross finally come back at her, and suddenly she's /past/ Cross, moving around her as if she merely joggging at the Doll. It's almost like a bad anime that tries to cut back on the animation, only... it's the limitation of the human brain. Scary, scary.
And though Aislinn isn't on the offensive, Cammy singles her out as the one who might not react in time to her rapid assault. As she skids close to Aislinn, becoming more visible in the moment before attack, she lashes out high with an upward kick, pressing off the ground with her hand to add extra momentum as she launches into the air. Psycho Power flickers off her boot in an arc, and she identifies the move with a "Cannon Spike!"
COMBATSYS: Aislinn fails to counter Cannon Spike from Cammy with Banishing Hammer.
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This wasn't working, Naerose could tell when Cammy literally flies past her. She needed to do something.. The fact was, none of the people around her were exactly her friend. So what to do. The witch changes tactics, turning toward Aislinn, the one who seems to have it together the most, she adjusts her shades, holds her broom out and lets it shoot off toward Aislinn, but more importantly toward Cammy, as if to interrupt her charge. Her other hand sends a gust of wind, like her attack at Cammy, only toward Aislinn, seemingly designed to give her some at the back. . . Then.. it's too late, the broom, the gust, none of it gets there nearly in time. She huffs a breath and sighs,
"Well so much for helping her out," Naerose murmurs and just sort of walks over to pick up her broom.
COMBATSYS: Naerose gains composure.
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To react in time? Perhaps--perhaps not. It isn't to say that Aislinn is slow--she does react 'in time'. But perhaps it is fairer to say that Cammy is simply blindingly fast. Aislinn reaches out to catch that boot, and catch it she does--right in the underside of the chin. It impacts firmly and Aislinn is sent flying again, slamming into a different wall, this time.
Thankfully she didn't bother to register Angel's sarcastic little quip; she doesn't have much of a care for the silver-haired 'keeper' and she's not likely to now. Really, she doesn't see what Kula likes so much about her. Then... Aislinn doesn't usually see what people like about other people, so it's probably systemic.
She peels herself out of the latest dent and simply shakes her head, clearing out what she can of the cobwebs and shaken-out dust.
Cross skids to a stop on the pavement, having to crouch low and slam one fist down into the ground to arrest her foreward momentum. The twisted flames continue to erupt from her shoulder for a few moments, making her skid along the central hub created by her planted fist, one heel scraping out in a wide arc from her body, leaving a thin trail of white flame forming a circle around her by the time she finally stops completely.
"Hmm... huh, haha, hahaha!" Cross's head snaps backward as she begins to laugh, plumes of smoke coughing up from her mouth with each exhale, followed by tiny lines curling off her lips during the pauses between. The young woman starts to swing her arms in backhand motions, hurling the twisted fire off them as if she were covered in burning phosphorous and just merrily swinging it about.
Aside from the flames that just splash and spread across the surroundings, though, at least one of the swings of her arm sends some directly toward Cammy. The ghostfire wraps back around itself in the air, whirling around to form a fiery halo for a few moments before it tilts and crashes to the ground, exploding outward in all directions to consume anything nearby.
COMBATSYS: Cammy blocks Cross' Laceration Gravity.
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The Killer Bee crouches, and covers her face and chest with her gauntlets, shielding herself from most of the heat. The metal protectors do turn hot, and there's a burning smell... but if Cammy notices the pain, it doesn't register on her face. Standing, she backpedals away and then runs towards Naerose.
Meanwhile, the soldiers have decided pointing their guns isn't doing much... and risking hitting Vega's favorite is a bit too chancy. And so, they do the next best thing: taking bets. Mind, it isn't bets as to who will /win/, but the order in which the Doll will eliminate her attackers. Money starts to exchange hands in the finest form of fighting rings all over the world. In a flicker of a thought, Cammy notes this for her report.
Coming at Naerose, the Killer Bee dashes into a quick roundhouse kick at Naerose's chest, apparently content to just try and knock some sense into the witch. Or pain, whichever comes first. "Slow.", she states simply as she retracts her foot.
COMBATSYS: Naerose blocks Cammy's Light Kick.
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This time Naerose tries to just guard from it, because frankly she doesn't want to get hit. Luckily she has her broom, so what more does she need? Right right? Well she needs to see something come of this right, a hit, so after the blow is deflected off her broom into her shoulder, something much less painful, she tries to just jab Cammy like the doughboy.
"Okay giggle for me," Naerose says in the most dorky of manner and fixes her shades. Like they needed fixing. This situation was getting really complicated though. She didn't know what to make of all of this. Her red dress is also a little dusty from all of this and that's no good. She considers escaping but.. now is not the time,
"Eh, you girls have a reason for being here? Cause if not.. now might be a time to leave you know? This life guard is gotta be pumped with steroids."
The fire-wreathed rocker grrl begins to move forward, again taking up a somewhat plodding pace. At the moment, she seems relatively content with the fact that the ghastly holocaust she's surrounded herself with is enough to repel either Cammy or the gunmen; of course, she's also burning herself, lines of flame racing up the insides of her arms and thighs, tracing the outlines of her veins in liquid fire. That's just the nature of the twisted flame, capricious and self-mutilating force that it is.
The nature of her detached state is that she's able to watch the byplay between the other fighters--the intense back-and-forth, bounding and rolling about--and try to measure their movements. Her fiery red eyes fix on Naerose for a moment, and when she sees the other girl attack she lunges forward, thrusting one hand out in a palm-strike with the heel of her palm facing upward at about waist level, attacking seemingly nothing at all.
Of course, if she's right and Cammy does dodge in that direction, she's going to get stabbed by a hand that cuts like a hot knife through butter--in more ways than one. The twisted flame erupting from her palm is enough to cook a person's insides, which she's been told isn't the most pleasant of sensations.
"I wanna see what your insides look like!
I bet you're not so pretty on the inside!
I wanna see what your insides look like!
I wanna see 'em...!"
It hurt, no doubt about it. But Aislinn is the kind of girl who just won't give up until she's knocked out for good. Not much choice now, really; eventually Cammy will trip up and she'll take some damage, though in an honest moment she will admit that the betters have the right of it; this is Cammy's fight to win, and not much will change that.
Once again she charges forward, arriving just after the explosion of power from Cross and the kick to Naerose's chest. Her silence is perhaps greater than even that of the Bee; the only voluntary sounds she makes are the sounds of breathing (heavy, labored), and the sounds of her footsteps on gravel and concrete.
But that will likely be enough to warn Cammy as Aislinn approaches--as she nears the Bee she seeks to knock her legs out from under her with a sweeping left leg. Should that sweep happen she will turn with the sweep then perform a thrusting shoulder lunge--actually, she'll do that anyway. Perhaps it'll combo up with Cross's attack...
COMBATSYS: Naerose successfully hits Cammy with Weapon Jab.
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COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges Cross' Poison Girl.
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COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges Aislinn's Strong Kick.
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Cammy gets prodded in the chest, and well... she blinks, knocked back a little. That's unacceptable. A miscalculation. And so, she pushes herself again, turning to face Cross, and does indeed dodge in the predicted direction, but... she's too fast for even the prediction to matter. As she skids to a halt, she's leaps away from Aislinn's sweep in a blur of a backflip.
As she lands and rises rises, she sweeps her hand to the side, Psycho Power rippling in visible curls of blue and white. "Recharging..." She relaxes back into her combat stance, starting down the trio. "... complete."
And then, she vanishes, reappearing as gravity slows her in her hop to nab Aislinn's head with her thighs. The predicted outcome is her smashing the other fighter to the road in a quick flip and a twirl of her 'tails... but she's having a hard time getting perfect odds in this melee.
COMBATSYS: Aislinn counters Frankensteiner from Cammy with Brutal Hammer.
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Alright, she managed to hit and then.. that quiet girl manages to score, maybe the goth girl will manage to score too, but Naerose wasn't concerned with that, she was starting to feel good about this. It was time to turn it up a bit, so she brought up her hand and says,
"Alright, works for me, lets do this, Sagita Minor. . Again!"
She winks while flinging her hands and the spray of little windy dart things. Once again she doesn't care a whole lot whom she peppers with it while trying to spin away from the crazy blonde. Actually.. They were all crazy, but at least two of them weren't attacking the witch! The last woman who showed up. . Naerose didn't know what to make of her.
Cammy may have a little... -surprise- coming to her. Because this time Aislinn -is- ready. She waits... and waits... and waits. And when Cammy reappears, when those thighs are coming closed... Aislinn's head is not there. No, she ducked--but not only did she duck, she totally clears Cammy's flip so that when Aislinn is rising up she's grabbing hold of Cammy's head.
A moment occurs, frozen in time, where lavender eyes meet bright blue eyes. And then it isn't a meeting of the eyes, but of the heads, as Aislinn smashes her forehead into Cammy's as hard as she can, a single powerful headbutt to send Cammy flying away from her. A moral victory, if nothing else, but at least -some- damage happened to her...
A puff of smoke passes from between Cross's lips as she begins to breathe far more heavily than before. The twisted flames are spreading out from her veins, roaring up her arms and legs now, surrounding her completely in a halo of spectral white flame that bleeds into the smoke that it creates, making a sort of heat haze around her that ripples the air for a dozen meters in any direction. The goth herself seems to be getting the worst of it, though, because she can't bleed off the flame fast enough to keep it from eating away her stamina in great gouts.
A twisted grin crosses her features in spite of the circumstances, and she bends her knees a bit, taking off into the air with a circle of flames bursting outward from where she stood. The explosive enhancement carries her on a high-arcing jump well over the majority of the battlefield, twisting in midair to come down behind the current exchange between Cammy and Aislinn with a contrail of smoke following behind.
Her arms immediately snap out to seize Cammy; not a particularly vicious or technical grapple, only just holding her so that the flames wreathing her form burn at her exposed skin... but hopefully the moment she has her in her grasp will leave her open to another solid shot from the other girls. "... hey there, beautiful. Can I have this dance?"
COMBATSYS: Cammy just-defends Naerose's Sagita Minor!
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COMBATSYS: Cammy blocks Cross' Fast Throw.
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Cammy is smashed back, rolling over and over across the ground before finding her footing. As she does so, she finds herself facing the ribbons of air coming at her again... and deflects them in the same fashion, batting them aside. She turns, and then the immolated punk comes at her once more. The Killer Bee deflects the attack by meeting Cross with a grab of her arm, snagging her arm before quickly pulling it away. All these people on fire or electrified... the two points in which having ceramic and metal gauntlets isn't much of a help. "No.", she states simply to Cross as she bounces away on the balls of her feet. "You will have your turn in approximately 34 seconds."
And then, she turns to Aislinn. "Apparently, my data on you was in error." She circles around the NESTS agent, staring with those blank eyes of hers. She correlates all the movements, moves... and attacks she's seen in the fight along with a more detailed scan of Aislinn's stance. "Analyzing... and updating... a binary style. You have an interesting data set. I will complete it."
COMBATSYS: Cammy focuses on her next action.
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Reaching into her hat and adjusting her hat the witch does what comes natrual and pulls out a can of red bull. She opens the can and then tips it up and guzzles the contents. It was a quick drink and finishes it off in an instant before squeezing the can and fixing her shades.
"I can see where this is going," Naerose says though still manages to maintain a smile.
With a brief reprieve from further violence, Aislinn decides--perhaps correctly, perhaps incorrectly--that she needs, in the words of Tim Allen, MORE POWER. While such a feat is not exactly easy to do, it is certainly -possible- to do... which is what Aislinn does again, as more wind swirls up around her, byproduct of the process that lets her store energies--energies of life, energies of fire, like the output from Cross.
She isn't exactly sucking that up raw, though; her cybernetics are processing the energies and converting them to a type more appropriate for Aislinn's use. It is, in fact, that process which causes the windburst. The Silent Assassin keeps an eye on Cross and Naerose both--for the purposes of this fight, her 'teammates'--and well. She wishes them luck, basically, though it, like most other thoughts Aislinn has, isn't exactly vocalized.
COMBATSYS: Aislinn gathers her will.
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"I don't like waiting," Cross replies, humorlessly. The twisted fire has gotten to the point where it's somewhere between 'agonizing' and 'excruciating' for her to maintain at such a level, and though the she may outwardly appear to be fine--even swiftly cauterizing the wounds she received earlier--the pain is driving her swiftly toward exhaustion and ultimately incapacitation. That's the sort of thing that can make a person somewhat impatient.
The flames flare up on her back again, shooting out in great gouts that, given their strange coloration, bear a minor superficial resemblance to angel wings as the withering fire trails out behind her and dissipates in the air. The speed the 'afterburners' create, however, is unquestionable, allowing her to skate across the battlefield with a long line of burning ground left behind her, whirling around at the last moment to change her speed and build some momentum before trying to cram a flaming fist into Cammy's chest.
COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges Naerose's Thrown Object.
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COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges Cross' Quick Punch.
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Leaning to the side, the can tumbles past Cammy. Then, it's time for her to face Burning Girl with a slide of her foot, and she narrows her eyes, rushing past her in the same motion as before and then arcing around, flowing into a girl-shaped arc of motion as she rushes at Aislinn once more. "Calculating angles...", she breathes as she comes in close.
And, then, she leaps forward, rolling through the air just as she did at Naerose, though she's closer when she does it. Which means less airtime and less forewarning, of course. She's aiming to catch her opponent and... roll over with her through the hair before footplanting her into the road in a powerful stomp. Mind, she had just those sort of intentions a moment ago...
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits Aislinn with Cross Scissor Pressure.
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Once again Naerose finds her in this situation, she sees the danger and realizes she needs their help. The witch did not want to get whatever it was in a cold voice that Cammy would say she was doing to her, somewhere in that red little head she pictured Cammy's head on Arnold's body, or maybe Arnold's head on Cammy's body.. or worse, Arnold in Cammy's clothes saying, "You're terminated."
She shakes her head quickly trying to banish the thought then makes her decision, in the moment, hardly a split second she has the witch raises her hands to do what she meant to do like.. a while ago. She extends her palms toward Cammy and Aislinn and gives a jolt of her own power, a gust of wind, hopefully to give the other warrior something to bank off of, the swirling torrent of wind aimed to seemingly boost the speed of the other fighter if only briefly.
Settling back some with a wew and a wipe of her forehead, lifting her hat a moment the witch murmurs,
"Gooood luck kid, er super kid.. " After all, Aislinn's put on a better show so far than she has.
COMBATSYS: Naerose assists Aislinn.
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This time, Aislinn gets -faceplanted-. Oh dear lord that was painful; Aislinn rises, but just barely, her body shaking and shivering uncontrollably as tremors flash down her nervous system. Her vision is skewed, slightly; can't see properly, for a moment, until her autorepair systems kick in... but even they can't recover that kind of damage. It's... intense, really, the kind of pain she's in; her body doesn't want to respond.
But Aislinn has mastered her body, rather than the other way around; she banishes the pain to the back of her mind, and, hissing, she speaks for the first time.
"... an admirable effort... must be responded to... in kind..." And then she's lunging forward, her hands seeking Cammy's shoulders...
The twisted flame seems to be racing toward an explosive crescendo. There's no way Cross can continue to contain them within her body, and as a result they begin spilling out of her mouth and eyes, roaring off her exposed skin to turn her into a walking bonfire of quasi-luminescent ghostflame. There's not much of any safe place to be within five feet of her, at this point... and that's just fine with her.
Better than fine, because it means all she has to do is chase Cammy, and as soon as she gets close enough the leotard-clad agent will start to burn. Granted, the Killer Bee remains quite a bit quicker, but having to not just avoid her attacks but actually evade Cross entirely will hopefully be a bit more difficult for her. Maybe even enough to distract her from Aislinn for a moment or two.
COMBATSYS: Cammy blocks Cross' Soul on Fire.
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COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges Aislinn's Momentum Overdrive.
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Well, the buildup and release of power is clear to Cammy's pretenatural senses, and she's not going to let Aislinn break her with her rebound assault. She waits until the last minute, and then ducks under, bursting forward. As Cross somes in though, she starts to indeed burn, but she covers up her face with her guard, turning her side to the fiery fighter before slipping away, leaping after Aislinn
Trying to catch her just before she hits the ground, Cammy tries to lock her leg around an arm... and then flip over to slam the brutal fighter to the earth once more. The level of speed is really starting to strain her, though she's doing a good job of hiding it. "Fall.", she commands simply, trying to reduce the number of fighters she's facing down to two.
Vega enters the jungles of Thailand.
Fio enters the jungles of Thailand.
Meanwhile Naerose wasn't going to waste a chance, she was going to go for broke and with a raise of her fingers a wisp of energy forming around them before she gives a spin and sends the peppering spray at Cammy for a THIRD time. Really she wasn't sure how she covered it so well the first. In a flurry of red cloth, the witch exclaims,
"This times the charm, Sagita Minor!"
And of course everyone else around is probably groaning at this point like, 'No Naerose don't kick the football'. But . . But. . She kicks the football.
COMBATSYS: Aislinn fails to counter Fast Throw from Cammy with Brutal Hammer.
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Naerose 0/-------/=======|=======\======-\1 Cammy
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Cross 0/-------/-======|
COMBATSYS: Aislinn can no longer fight.
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Naerose 0/-------/=======|=======\======-\1 Cammy
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Cross 0/-------/-======|
Once again, Aislinn is slammed hard to the ground; not as hard as the previous, but it is more than enough to make her stop fighting. She lays still for a long moment, while her systems reboot... and then she's dragging herself to the edge of the makeshift 'arena'. The damage isn't insurmountable, but there's no way she can help either Naerose or Cross, now... no way in hell.
The Silent Assassin pushes up to her feet, by the expedient of using a wall, and simply tries to recover herself as best as she can. The Killer Bee... an apt name for the blonde, for certain.
The ghostly flames explode outward from Cross, creating a brief shockwave that throws her loose jacket backward like a short cape and blasts away the lingering clouds of dust surrounding her. The air rushes back in to fill the void, snuffing her fire with a low hiss. The embers die out in her eyes and, visible again, the complete and utter exhaustion therein becomes evident.
"Goddamnit," Cross mutters, turning her head toward Aislinn. The smoke continues to pour off her scorched body, and she's walking rather unsteadily as she makes her way over to where the other NESTS agent has slumped. "You're trashed. We have to get you out of here before Pamela Anderson over there stomps your head into pulp, yah?"
COMBATSYS: Cross switches her Mindset.
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Cross 0/-------/-======|=======\======-\1 Cammy
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Naerose 0/-------/=======|
COMBATSYS: Cammy blocks Naerose's Sagita Minor.
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Cross 0/-------/-======|=======\=======\1 Cammy
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Naerose 0/-------/=======|
"As I predicted.", Cammy concludes, and turns to Cross. She's interrupted by Naerose, and covers up with her arms, the streaks of wind striking her damaged gauntlets with resonant tones. She stops, and then looks over to Cross with a quiet, evaluating stare. "A flame user." She starts to walk towards her. "But produced, uncontrolled. A failure." She narrows her eyes. "No more waiting, now."
With the relative cooling, it's much safer to do /that/ move. She leaps high into the air, flipping over once before trying to catch the punk girl's head with her thighs... and bring her down with a flip in a painful crunch. The Killer Bee can't relax yet, but she recognizes a clear advantage here, and tries to bounce into a defensive flip afterwards, hit or miss.
COMBATSYS: Cross blocks Cammy's Frankensteiner.
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Cross 0/-------/=======|=======\=======\1 Cammy
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Naerose 0/-------/=======|
"Damnit," Naerose curses and hops on her broom, the broom in turn suspends her weight, her heeled boots come off the ground just a few inches. She isn't achieving and height she could achieve anyway through simply standing on her tip toes, but she is floating.
Her hands grip the front of the broom into tight fists and she leans down, her eyes squeezed behind her shades,
"Girl, goth girl, get your friend and get out of here, she needs help yeh? I'll keep blondie here busy for you, just go, screw your pride, she's too much for us combined."
And with that Naerose shoots off like a missile at Cammy,
"I'll be your opponent now missy!" Naerose exclaims and tries to ram Cammy before trying to turn her broom around for a second go, provided she isn't knocked along the way.
Aislinn glares at Cross as she walks over, but it's really got no force behind it. "Before you can do that... finish this fight out... she isn't unbeatable." It's the first words she's spoken to Cross -ever-. And she feels that if Cammy wanted to just kill her, it would have been done already, Naerose and Cross or not. So... finish the damn fight... and try and get some back for Ais. That's the intent behind the words, not all totally spelled out.
Maybe it's the fact her core body temperature is hovering around 103, or maybe she's suffering from multiple concussions, or maybe she's just burnt off so much energy that she's getting dizzy. Or maybe, she really has suddenly found herself with a facefull of Cammy's barely-covered crotch. This is naturally quite confusing to her, causing her to stumble and flail her arms about in confusion, making muffled sounds of... complaint? Okay, probably not, but she's not entirely /happy/ about the situation, regardless. "Mmmrph! Hrhmuhh, mmhhgh!"
Fortunately, the young woman is preternaturally stout, so the whole 'flip' part of the move simply doesn't happen. Cross, instead, ends up stumbling around with a Cammy latched to her face like a giant spider, wondering just what exactly she's trying to accomplish. The experience would probably be more pleasant if she wasn't choking her half to death with her bare thighs, though.
After a moment of comical flailing, Cross manages to grab hold of her piggyback--uh, let's just call it that--rider, groping around her backside for a moment trying to find a handhold (GODDAMNIT! NO PANTS!) before finally giving up and seizing her by the waist, tossing her away toward Naerose. "Gaaah! I thought I was going to asphyxiate on THONG!"
COMBATSYS: Cross gains composure.
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Cross 0/-------/-======|=======\=======\1 Cammy
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Naerose 0/-------/=======|
COMBATSYS: Cammy blocks Naerose's Delphine Charge.
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Cross 0/-------/-======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Cammy
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Naerose 1/-------/=======|
If you were to ask Dr. Senoh /why/ the Dolls have such close-fitting, revealing uniforms, that's the simple reason. Nothing to grab onto, save maybe that little tie. And even that breaks away. If you were to view his private files... you don't want to view his private files.
As she bounces off the wacky wrestling misadventure with Cross, she flips back to her feet. "...." Thankfully, her programming keeps all the implications firmly out of mind, so she can focus on the fight. Speaking of which, she spins one-eighty on her heel, raising her arms to block Naerose's reckless charge. She's driven back a bit, but Psycho Power flickers through her. "Optimum operating conditions met."
With that, she steps towards Naerose, and ducks into a kick, trying to knock the red-clad girl in the leg to throw her off-balance. But that's before rises into an attempt a grab and a backdrop, aiming to finally give the witch the pain she's just been demanding all this time.
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits Naerose with Combo Throw.
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Cross 0/-------/-======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Cammy
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Well she gets the pain she's been demanding all this time, that's for sure, Cammy totally delivers on that promise. While trying to charge and circle, staying on her broom the whole time and only managing to skip over her with the charge, not the direct hit she had hoped. Then Cammy kicks her and though she tries to jet out of reach, she doesn't and losses control in time for Cammy to get a hold of her and then throw her which hurts. . a lot. She kind of skips off the ground a bit and ends up someplace she doesn't want to be. . Off her broomstick.
"Geeze." She manages and picks herself up, starting to sway and waver on said feet. She looks over at Cross.
"Damnit, get out of here.. geeze.. or do you want me to take Blondie for a ride eh.." She considers that, she could take Cammy for a romantic date and sing, 'I could show you the world, . . nah nha nha nah nah naaaaa naaa..' turns out, she doesn't know the words, luckily she doesn't actually sing it. Instead she fixes her shades, one is cracked. That sucks.
COMBATSYS: Naerose focuses on her next action.
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Cross 0/-------/-======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Cammy
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"'Keep fighting,' he says," Cross mumbles in an extremely irritable--okay, downright bitchy--tone, stomping away from Aislinn, "'She can be beaten,' he says! Yeah, well, maybe he should have said something like that /before/ I decided not to turn this city block into a funeral pyre because he was all busy passing out on!" The last part she yells progressively more and more over her shoulder, not making any attempt to keep her displeasure secret. Those damn Yagami flames /hurt/ and normally when she banishes them all she wants to do is throw up and eat Vicadin like it was tic-tacs.
The young rocker pauses to watch Naerose and Cammy have their exchange, which again the witch takes the worse of. There's a lot of reasons why she can't put up a good fight. For one, she's physically exhausted. For another, Cammy's already seen half her moves, and if they didn't work the first time, what chance is there now? Then, there's the /real/ problem... her song's ended.
So, Naerose is momentarily out of luck, as Cross makes her way over to the ruins of the building she was smashed through earlier to try and find where her iPod got buried. That way, she can at least cue up a new song. "Yeah, I'll just choke her to death with my /hate/! At least if she doesn't snap my neck with her suspiciously soft and lavender-scented thighs first! GREAT PEP-TALK, BUDDY!"
COMBATSYS: Cross gains composure.
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Cross 0/-------/---====|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Cammy
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"You requested this.", Cammy states to Naerose as she rises, advancing on her again. "I don't understand why..." She pauses, looking at the burns and cracks on a gauntlet, inspecting it. "... but I will make it brief." Looking up to Naerose's glasses, she slashes her hand off to the side in a swift, dismissive motion.
Coming at the young witch, the Killer Bee leaps over her head, trying to snag her arms in midflight... and whip Naerose over her back and head in a forward slam. Should she get that far, then the real pain will follow...
COMBATSYS: Naerose blocks Cammy's Strong Throw.
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Cross 0/-------/---====|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Cammy
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This was the most Naerose could hope to take, she was drained, barely standing and only just managed to use her broom in order to break the attack and sustain some manner of standing position. This was, a loose interpretation of standing. Actually she does hit the ground and rolls and uses her broom to just get to her feet. A deep breath is taken and she pushes with some effort to her feet. This was really hard to do, you could tell she was struggling.
"Alright.." The witch manages and gives a deep breath before hopping onto her broom again which carries her up a few feet into the air. She rides side saddle by the way.
"I'm done, you don't have to be my opponent anymore." She gives Cammy what she suspects to be a winning smile,
"And anyway, I'm so out of here."
She rears back and the broom shots off, witch included, right at Cammy,
"Still, I should give the gith chick a chance to escape, I mean, unless she wants your legs around her face, which I'm not convinced she doesn't!"
The witch tries to grab Cammy, drag her into the air with her as she pulls up hard on the broom, her floppy hat forced back by the rush of air. . If she succeeds she'll drop Cammy from quite a height before starting to lose steam herself.
Cross finally digs her Nano out of the wreckage, staring at it mournfully. The faceplate is wrecked, and even though the device mostly seems to be intact, the touch-activated portion is thoroughly smashed. There's no way she can use it in the device's current condition, because she can't que up a new song. "Now, isn't that just /perfect/..."
This is a new frontier she's embarking on. The young brawler doesn't really know how to fight without a rhythm, so she just sort of stomps her way back over to where Angel and Naerose are bouncing back and forth around each other trading blows, moving purposefully but not taking up more than a brisk walking pace. As she draws up within range, she claps one hand on Cammy's shoulder and tries to punch her artlessly in the face with the other, hoping she'll turn around to face her first, because she's seen it knock a person out in one shot when Indie does that in the movies. "Hey, Ironbuns! I want to have words with you!"
COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges Naerose's Maha.
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Cross 0/-------/---====|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Cammy
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COMBATSYS: Cammy blocks Cross' Quick Punch.
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Cross 0/-------/---====|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Cammy
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Cammy springs away, rabbiting away as Naerose launches at her. As she comes to a stop, she raises her arm without looking to Cross, stopping her attack. "You have only slightly recovered." She looks over to to Cross, her pigtails shifting with the motion. "Your bravado is baseless."
Then, striking like a snake, Cammy's other hand comes around a straight line of red as she tries to catch the agent by the throat and /squeeze/. Looks like she's taking a note from her Lord and just going for the straight gesture of contempt. At the very least, it might put a dampener on the snarky banter.
COMBATSYS: Cross blocks Cammy's Strong Throw.
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Cross 0/-------/-======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Cammy
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But Naerose wasn't coming back. She had no reason to. Instead she gives her self a good push.. The fact was and she knew it, those people there were not her friends and she owed them nothing and even if she tried to help them, she didn't think they would help her. Of course you can't read her mind, but you gotta look out for old number one. So with a crash Naerose goes right through a second story window and into the building. They'd be too busy to raid the building just to find her and besides. . she'll just escape another window on the other side. Literally it was probably the last chance they'd get to snipe her before the witch made her escape.
COMBATSYS: Naerose takes no action.
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Cross 0/-------/-======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Cammy
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Cross fumes, "No kidding! I doubt I'm going to be able to do more than scuff up your boots from getting kicked too hard, at this rate!" The teen seems to be rather well-accustomed to being choked, because she manages to growl out her reply despite having an iron grip locked around her neck. Not that having the trait 'takes an ass-beating surprisingly well' is something she really wants, right at this particular moment.
Her arm cocks back again, throwing another quick, artless jab. The punch isn't much, but she figures that it will force Cammy to let go of her throat to get away, at the very least. As she stumbles away, she coughs and shakes her head, "I damn well know what the situation is, but I'm not going to walk out of here and watch you put a bullet in that stupid girl over there. Maybe she does give bad advice, but that's not the point!"
COMBATSYS: Cammy just-defends Cross' Quick Punch!
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With a swift motion, the Killer Bee bats the punch aside, and then stops short, holding her fist before her as Psycho Power flares from her once more. Her motions were precise before, but how it's almost effortless. She shakes her head slightly, her golden bang bobbing with the motion. "That's not necessary. She could be useful to Shadoloo." She then holds out her hand towards Cross. "As could you, given proper controls."
And with that, she hops with a quick pirouette towards Cross, and then pauses, waiting for the teen to throw up a guard. Then, after the initial fake-out, she then jabs her elbow in with a spark of her azure power, trying to blow the wind out of her, and then slams out her backhand in a red flicker of strength..
As for Naerose? Cammy doesn't even spare her a glance at this point. Though certainly strange, she's not quite the curiosity the genetically modified fighters happen to be.
COMBATSYS: Naerose has left the fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits Cross with Axle Spin Knuckle.
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Cross 1/---====/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Cammy
"You want me to be some kind of labrat, or your personal plaything? Tch!" Cross tries to duck out of the way, but she's got no rhythm, literally. There's nothing particularly impressive or confusing about the way she moves when she doesn't have music to follow, she's just like any other girl with a decent degree of self-defense training. Which, in a fight on this level, doesn't count for much at all.
Her face erupts in pain, and she's quickly seeing stars as she stumbles back, holding the side of her head. Rather than curl up and go on the defensive, though, she keeps right on coming back. Expecting Cammy to chase, she throws up her foot toward where she expects the Killer Bee's groin to be...
And should she hit her, she's ready to capitalize while she's doubled-over with a headbutt. Not that she'd stop there; she has every intention of laying into her with every manner of elbow, knee, palmstrike, punch, headbutt, and bite she can manage. They may not be super-powered, or displaying much in the way of good technique, but damned if she isn't frenzied at least.
COMBATSYS: Cammy blocks Cross' Revolution Deathsquad.
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Cross 0/-------/-----==|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Cammy
Naerose heads to Asia Major.
"No. There is no 'playing' here." With that, Cammy blocks low, catching the dirty blow on her hands before doing a flurry of blocks and guards in turn, catching most of the blows or knocking them aside. A few get through, pushing the Killer Bee back. As the attacks start to slow, she adds, "You would help create Lord Vega's better world."
And with that, she leans to the side, halving her profile as she tries to grab Cross by one of her arms, and then kicks out at her stomach. The goal is to yank the arm right out of joint, and reduce further Cross's ability to barrage her. At this point, she's practically surgical about her attacks, having the ability to focus on the punk solely and efficiently.
COMBATSYS: Cross fails to interrupt Combo Throw from Cammy with My Way Home is Through You.
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Cross 0/-------/---====|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Cammy
Cross doubles over from the blow to the stomach, hacking and coughing, interrupted only by a sharp cry of agony as her arm is forcefully wrenched out of the socket. The young fighter remains bent over for a moment, panting and heaving, sweat beading along her forehead. That hurt like a /bitch/.
However, when she whips her head back it's all fiery glares and a wad of spittle launched toward the Killer Bee--she was aiming for the face, but she can't get much higher than the chest in her current position--and a wobbly attempt to shake her now mostly-limp arm free from the bethonged fighter's grasp. "... that all you got? I think my grandma wants her thimble of kickass back, Ironbuns."
Cammy lets go, and tilts her head a little, as if curious. She doesn't need to defend herself much at all at this point, given Cross' condition. The spit lands, but it only earns a flicker over of a glance from the assassin. Thankfully, it isn't some crazy poison spit or anything, so she can leave it be.
"Baseless. Pointless.", she intones, and then snaps her hand forward in a single quick knife-hand aimed between Cross' eyes, almost like a swift salute. "And useless." The gesture is dismissive, as if she's certain this is the final blow.
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits Cross with Quick Punch.
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Cross 0/-------/-======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Cammy
"You--" Cross finds herself cut off by the chop to the head. Her eyes become unfocused, not looking at the hand between them at all, but rather staring out into space, then roll back into her head. Even as she stumbles, however, she moves forward; she slumps onto Cammy, using the momentum of her fall to throw a final, futile punch before collapsing either into the woman's arms, or onto her chest briefly on her way to the ground. "... bitch..."
COMBATSYS: Cross has reached second wind!
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Cross 0/-------/-======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Cammy
Though she's too weak to stand, Cross continues to stir. Groaning and squirming, she manages to muster up enough strength to reach out and take hold of Cammy's ankle. God only knows what she intends to /do/ with it, as she's just meakly holding on for the moment, but it seems to make her happy. She tilts her head back to grin up at what she can see of the Killer Bee--her crotch, mostly--through dazed eyes, watching multiple Cammy's swirl round and round in her field of vision. "You hit like a damn girl."
COMBATSYS: Cammy just-defends Cross' Quick Punch!
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Cross 0/-------/-======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Cammy
The Killer Bee just knocks aside the punch casually, and flicks her arms out to the side as Psycho Power flows through her. "You can serve Vega just as well with a few less teeth.", she says coldly, and then yanks her foot away from the girl... and then stomps down, aiming to try and just curb stomp the teen well into the concrete with her boot. It's a damned ugly 'fight' at this point, as Cammy tries to ensure her opponent is well and truly finished.
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits Cross with Light Kick.
- Power hit! -
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Cross makes a last desperate surge toward Cammy as the enemy agent shakes loose, wrapping her arms around the woman's other leg and... trying to bite her?! Her feet don't want to cooperate, so she can't get up and fight properly, but either she's just got /that/ much determination in her, or she enjoys having the crap kicked out of her. Judging by the way she continues to try and bite even as she's getting stomped on the back of the head, one would have to assume the latter.
COMBATSYS: Cross can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Cammy interrupts Quick Throw from Cross with Strong Kick.
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As the bite goes down, Cammy counters with... a stomp from her other foot, before then stamping with both feet, HARD. The road is probably more ruined that Cross' hard head as the Killer Bee steps off. Not the most elegant of wins, but it'll do.
She looks to the soldiers, and then walks over the body. "Prepare a transport for two.", she commands sharply, and then folds her arms behind her back, looking over her shoulder at Cross before searching the ruins for the other body... the soldiers fumble about with money, arguing on their way to the nearby helicopter.
COMBATSYS: Cammy has ended the fight here.
Megumi goes home.
Log created on 17:35:37 06/03/2007 by Aislinn, and last modified on 09:44:10 06/07/2007.