Description: Saturday Night Fight, Slam Masters Arena! Ryu is challenged by a real unknown and an up and comer from the schools! Who will win!? Is Ryu really a banana tree?! (Draw Match)
Saturday Night, at the SLAM MASTERS ARENA!
The lights are on, the crowd is full of raging and screaming crazies that are out to see a well-publicized fight starring one of the shining stars of the fighting world. The elite of the elite, the cream of the crop - all that good stuff. Signs posted here and there shout out their allegiances like warring factions preparing for battle. So much noise and cheering, and the fighters haven't even arrived yet!
Amusingly enough, the first to arrive is the least well-known, though certainly the most recognizable. The beast-man, Blanka, steps through the small doors that lead to the ring, and freezes there, cautious and careful. Flashing lights, tons of people, well - they're pretty far and away from what he knows. It takes a moment of prodding to get him to start on his way towards the ring, but when he does, the music changes to 'Jungle Boogie', some person's idea of a funny joke that he doesn't get. He's dressed to blend in - a heavy pair of jeans, cuffs wide at the feet to hide the size-fifteen barefoot and clawed toes he walks in on, and a heavy hooded sweatshirt that keeps too much green skin from showing. His face, his hair - those, nothing can hide. His bestial features are in a mix of fear and excitement, all this energy from the ring setting him up into a adrenaline fueled fight-or-flight mode. Once in the ring, he throws up a hand, to acknowledge the crowd - knowing the other two will be much more known than he is.
And tonight, that's alright.
Loud, blasting music and the roar of the crowd are things that the second contender in this team has managed to long-since put out of her mind, even as the tune in the arena switches to something a little louder, fast-paced, and full of electric guitars and bass. It's what's in with the teenage crowd, right?!
Not that the tiny girl walking out from those same doors and along the ramp toward the ring truly cares. Purple eyes gaze straight forward and afford no waves to the crowd, no overwhelming symbols or shouts-- just a stern, steady stare as she makes her way to Metro City's grand ring, climbing up and scooting between ropes to enter.
Tugging on the leather armwarmers that guard her forearms, wrists, and the majority of her hands, the small Miu Kurosaki turns her attention to the man in the ring-- the beast that is her partner for this match. Standing a healthy distance away, she does what a lot of people probably do at first sight...
She stares.
But after a few moments, she moves closer to the unusual jungle man, standing little more than arm's length (at least for a normal person) away, keeping her eyes and attention on the compeditor's entrance.
Ryu arrives in typical punctuality, the ever persistent number of admirers only the likes the King of Fighters may bring in erupting with applause when he sets foot in the wring. A few preliminary stances and warm-ups are done as he mulls over to events of the prior month. Between the mindwashings of his pupil as well as his best friend and all the hardship endured, perhaps a return to the infamous Saturday Night Fight circuit would help him gain clarity on his role in the aftermath. Fighting, after all, was not so different some soul-searching. With each new battle, one gained a measure of insight into one's self, leanred something they did not know before..that is, if they paid proper attention.
His opponents tonight are relatively unknown to him. Blanka he has been aware of the past due the manbeast's unique..circumstances. The vagabond will frown slightly at green one's seemingly confused disposition, not out of disrespect but for concern he has been taken advantage of in some way to be placed in an environment beyond his natural understanding. Still, even in someone like Blanka he can read the excited flow of chi, the need to prove oneself, the desire to fight. He'll need no further proof to see the Brazilian as more man than beast.
Miu, however, he knows even less about. A student if he recalls..perhaps Sakura has made note once or perhaps not..but there was something strange about her for certain, the way those eyes beheld the world around them. Furthermore, he knew the aura of psi power when he felt it...not precisely what he need at the moment, but was hardly one to begrudge a school of technique for how other chose to mishandle it. When they are all assemble he shall march straight out into the middle of the ring, offering a bow and ritualistic tighening of the headband he wears. No talks, no speeches..not his style. There was only one form of communcation necessary here. Settling into an balance Shotokan stance, his gaze announces the start of their match.
COMBATSYS: Ryu has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Miu has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Blanka has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Ryu focuses on his next action.
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"You.. fight good."
Blanka isn't going to say too much to Miu just yet. After all, his ability to use the english language is only so-so, and he'd rather not come out and look like too much an idiot trying to talk. Look, he's standing up, he's got his hair pulled back, he's got to look at least mildly human and competent! Let's not ruin that already!
Their opponent is given the respect he deserves, Blanka's wild eyes calming down as he sees Ryu and Miu's own respective calmns. He can do this, he doesn't have to be too crazy. At least, not just yet. Blanka hunkers down a little bit, hands gripping and kneading at the air as if trying to decide the best tactic to take the warrior with.
And when he's decided, he moves without a second thought. He leaps backwards, into the stretchy ropes of the ring. Pushing them back with his full weight, he brings his feet up into his chest, and lets the stored kinetic energy launch him towards Ryu. As he bounces off the mat, he starts to spin, a whirring dervice of green skin, red hair, and denim.
"You as well."
Speaking little to the situation, the small Miu Kurosaki takes Ryu's pause as a sign that he'd rather have the unusual pair attack first. And by all means, that isn't a problem with her at all.
Her palms turn upward and snap hard down to her sides, a burst of glowing black and white feathers scattering out from her hands and drifting across the ring, the floor-- even a few floating toward the audience, a few reaching out in an attempt to grab one before it fades away. The strange energy within her suddenly builds and spikes at that moment-- and it stays at a consistent high, from such a small frame.
Perhaps just to see what her teammate has in him first, she elects to not attack, instead walking slowly to the right to circle both Blanka and Ryu and watch the pair closely. Their opponent-- the man in the gi-- he's a lot stronger than he looks, isn't he?
Arms at her sides and looking far too relaxed for her own good, the small Kurosaki girl narrows purple eyes and finally starts to do what she does best-- move carefully and analyze.
COMBATSYS: Miu focuses on her next action.
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COMBATSYS: Ryu fails to interrupt Rolling Attack from Blanka with Hadouken.
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Rather than try to overwhelm him with two attacks at once, Blanka rushes forther while Miu hangs back to gather her power, likely basing her next actions on her partner's degree of succes. At least, this is what Ryu surmises. Whether trhough simple luck or an intuitive understanding of one another's methods, it's nonetheless an effective tactical move to make when dealing with a man like the Ansatsuken practitioner. Seeing Blanka come with his powerful momentum, the wanderer shall keep the brunt of his attention on that matter with a cautious glimpse towards the Kurosaki girl, her expression of power a rather unique one. For Blanka, he'll attempt to see if the force he's accrued is greater than what Ryu can generate from where he stands. As the green and orange blur as upon him, the King of Fighters extends his palms with a trademark blue glow, "HADOUUUU-OOMPH!"
Oops! No, he doesn't get the chance, as an underestimation results in Blanka colliding with Ryu a mere split second before he could've made his attack, bowling him over and knocking the man in the gi several feet back. A miscall like that wasn't entirely like him..but Blanka was hardly the kind of fighter he was used to, as well. A rolling recovery bringing him to his feet, Ryu's eyes dart towards Miu; It was her next move that concerned him, now.
The impact shakes Blanka as well - expecting to knock the man down, but only pushing him back. Blanka's hands hit the ground first, and he springs backwards into a flip, then lands crouched on the mat, his hands and feet digging small holes into the canvas as he tried to figure out his next move. Sparks of lightning peek and poke against the ground, and then he moves.
It's a full blow all out attack! Blanka races at Ryu again, bringing his hands down low and then up and around - though there's something sneaky about it. At the last second, he tries to howl out, giant mouth opening wide in a feral shout that seeks to at least distract Ryu for Miu to get a chance to get her hit in! "AROOO!"
COMBATSYS: Blanka assists Miu.
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He's acrobatic, to say the least-- and in this one instance, he managed to beat out the speed of the trained martial artist that stands in front of them. Miu's body twists slightly, her right leg supporting the majority of her weight as she looks for the proper spot, the proper opening.
Blanka presents it.
As the feral beastman lets out his howl, the small Miu seeks to use the elastic ropes to her advantage, springing hard to her right-- landing on her feet on the first rope, using it to slingshot to the adjacent length, and springboard at Ryu. Her right hand extends to catch the elder Japanese man by the shoulder and arrest her momentum nigh-completely, her left hand drawn back and a swirl of black feathers expanding from her fist.
"Here I come."
Her left arm lashes around in a fierce thrust, a small cone-shaped 'lance' of spiraling, glowing black feathers extending from her hand and slamming the mess directly into Ryu! And don't think about running away, that small right hand is busy getting a vice grip on his clothes!
COMBATSYS: Miu successfully hits Ryu with Grasping Yomo.
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Despite the preparedness inherent in Ryu's actions, this does not mean he cannot be effectively planned against. His eyes watch silently as Miu shapes her strange power about her, ready and witing for whatever kind of attack she has in store. However, Blanka recovers more quickly than he anticipated, and all of Ryu's sense tell him the that bestial fighter is coming with an even more imminent. The roar, the sound of his movements, even rise of chi caused by the electrical sparks lead the Japanese to fighter to believe this, turning swiftly to face him, react and hopefully still be in time to handle Miu.
Of course, it's right about then he realizes the true aim of distraction.
Immediately turning back to face Miu, Ryu is nonetheless too late, her feathery lance striking true. The force shifts him back a pace, but the King of Fighters keeps his grounding, already planning a counterattack for which the student has provided ample opportunity. He'll make a grasp for the hand that grabs his gi, letting the force from her attack carry him to the ground, ideally with her in tow. From there, it would be poetry in motion as he uses that momentum with with a helpful thrust of his foot to fling the small girl overhead, "Haaah!"
They're both so amazing. Blanka watches as Miu's attack impacts into Ryu's body, the lance something he hadn't seen before, but understood as 'power', well enough. It's fascinating to watch, and as Blanka bounds backwards again, to get his bearings on the next way to attack, he cheers her on and pumps his fist into the air, to work himself /and/ the crowd up.
With Miu suddenly swiped at by Ryu, Blanka has to move into action. Boy, does he have to move into action! Lunging to the center of the ring, he tries to catch Ryu in a bearhug, to wrest the quite possibly stronger man down to the ground. He knows he can't win straight up - but maybe he can help buy Miu some time to use that power she has again!
COMBATSYS: Ryu successfully hits Miu with Tomoe Nage.
- Power hit! -
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The thrust follows up with a mild gust of wind-- nothing wholly overpowering, but a subtle, nice breeze. The lance of glowing black feathers scatters immediately afterward, just long enough to let her land on her feet and stand ready-- but with a hand gripping her wrist. Miu gasps as the Ansatsuken master pulls her off balance and applies his foot to her stomach. Flung through the air, she hits the turnbuckles and drops to the mat flat on her head, body jerking a little as she drops.
Stunned for a moment as Blanka attacks next, Miu rubs the back of her neck and grabs the ropes to pull herself back up to her feet. Turning around hard, a 'tch!' escapes her clenched teeth and she sprints along the side of the ring once more-- turning to one side and swinging her arm around in a broad arc. A wide, glowing black feather screams away from her hand with the speed better seen in a throwing knife-- and then she spins a second time, dropping to one knee to throw a second feather at lower height-- this one aimed for Ryu's leg. Pincer attack?! You bet your hobo duffel bag.
COMBATSYS: Ryu blocks Blanka's Medium Throw.
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COMBATSYS: Ryu blocks Miu's Kakure Amagakeri.
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From the perspective of the audience and announcers, Ryu's next performance is regarded as him getting his head back in the game where the fight is concerned. For him, however, it's just matter of finally hitting the right timing. His head has been in the game since they started.
He'll deal with Blanka first, meeting the the green fury's attempts to grapple him with equal force, making use of solid footing to prevent himself from being taken down, but that doesn't mean he won't wind up taking a hit or two in the process. Fine sense to the nature of the chi around him alert the wanderer to Miu's two-pronged attack as the streaking feather disturb the natural flow around them.
The first one he manage interrupt and disrupt with his own chi-focused fist, ceasing it from reaching it's true target but earning some scorch marks on his hand for the trouble. The lower aimed attack he'll manage to avoid entirely by virtue of his next attack, lifting his leg up and away as he pitches back and forward, making used of legendarily trained strength to heft even the heavy Blanka and take him for a quick spin, releasing him the general direction of his partner.
COMBATSYS: Miu dodges Ryu's Large Thrown Object.
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Alright! Somewhere in here, Blanka is supposed to be squeezing the bejeezus out of Ryu, sapping his strength and knocking him out off his fe... hey! Where did the ground go?! Blanka's head whips left and right as he tries to grab the ground, uncertain just /how/ this man who is smaller than he is can raise him off the ground, and then HURL him away! Chucked at something close to 'whoamg fast', he flails in midair turning around to see that he's been chucked /right/ at Miu. As he looks at her in horror, he gets to see an amazing matrix-like dodge, that lets him pass /right next to/ her, his body and hers an inch apart.
Still airborne, he hits the ropes face and chest-first, stretching and bending them to the limit, arms tucked through the ropes and stretched out to where the crowd can almost touch them... And then rocketing back the same exact way with the ropes winging back with a comically timed 'SPROOIYOIYOING'! He spins around in mid-air, passing Miu again, but this time looking a bit scared and out of control. It's all he can do to turn and face Ryu as he comes in, arms out, legs splayed - and if he can catch Ryu like this, well - he'll get some chewing on! Blanka isn't going to EAT HIS FACE - but maybe give him a Molar Massage. AROO!
Something as large as Blanka is a projectile that Miu cannot ignore-- nor be so dull as to not see coming at her. Perhaps Ryu's throw is a little slower than it should be, or maybe the small girl is still hiding more of that strange power deep inside her. That power that stings on contact, and makes impact points briefly awash with that tingling 'asleep' numbness when used offensively.
Her right foot shifts back and to one side and her left foot is used as a pivot, turning aside and allowing the large beastman to blaze right by, her side-ponytail chasing after him in ripples. It falls again in front of her-- then whips out the opposite way as he returns from the direction that he came. Miu looks a little disturbed, but her hand draws up to her face. "Sigh."
Breaking into a near-instant sprint to chase after Blanka-- and charge Ryu-- the small girl leaps into the air, her legs coming up and her body moving near-sideways, looking to vault over Blanka and grab the Ansatsuken master once again by the scruff of his collar, swinging her legs down around hard, knees driving into his back and feet seeking to find purchase on either side of his hips. Her fist draws back, a broad white feather extending from her knuckles in a manner that looks like a katar-- and she punches.
She punches so hard and with enough energy transmitted through it that a success will propel her back up into the air, rather high.
COMBATSYS: Blanka successfully hits Ryu with Wild Fang.
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COMBATSYS: Miu successfully hits Ryu with Psi-Launcher.
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You know those times, when a plan seems to come together and then brilliant falls aparts?
Yeah..this is one of those times!
Not only does Ryu's improvised move fail to hit Miu, it hits the ropes and comes back at him with a vengeance. He'll attempt to move out of the way, but is hair to slow to avoid the flying mess of green skin, orange hair and gnashing teeth. By some stroke of luck though, it's Ryu's arm the beastman will tear into instead of his face, the King of Fighter having been quick to minimize damage where he could...not that this was much preferable.
Fortunately(???), the unpleasantness ends when Miu makes with the come back, the blast of her strike knocking Ryu free of those savage teeth...at the coast of any feeling in his back for some prolonged time, following a powerful and painful sting. Pulling to his feet, Ryu is quite aware things aren't going his way. Having gotten some respectable distance between him and them, the wanderer will take advantage of this time to re-arrange his chi, altering to flow to pool greater in areas that have sustained injury, soothing the pain and accelerating his rate of recover by a slight amount. He's going to need every bit he can get.
COMBATSYS: Ryu gains composure.
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AWM NOM NOM SLOBBER NOM!
The biting and chewing is done with the back teeth, not the sharp front ones. It's his one attempt at 'civility', but it's not much of one, when push comes to shove. But since Ryu was the shoving one first, well, all's fair in love and war! And this, well, this is war! Or at the very least, Saturday Night Fight!
As Ryu takes his steps back, Blanka starts to move again - this time, he circles slowly around Ryu, trying to find a good way to attack the man, something that will cause a end to the battle. He finally settles into a crouch, and then just leaps right at Ryu, not using the ropes for balance or for a way to redirect his momentum. Instead, he simply tries to smack the slightly smaller warrior with a giant green fist, hand closed in a swipe.
She sails into the air, floating high over the crowd and landing outside the ring proper in a low crouch. The landing puts some shake in her knees, what with the height plus the drop the height of the ring proper-- but Miu's felt worse. Much, much worse.
Running to the edge of the ring and diving low, she slides in under the bottom rope and along the canvas, positioning herself behind Blanka and using the momentum to skid just past him. Standing up, Miu gives her armwarmer a good, solid tug before charging back into the fray. Speedy by nature, the urban legend crow girl pounds out a series of fast footsteps before jumping into the air, bringing her hands up over her head. Her hands arc down and the strike looks almost like a -completely- bastardized version of Todoh Kasumi's own Kasane Ate. In this case, however, her hands look to double axe-handle strike the man, and instead of odd cutting chi, feathers trail away from her hands. "Ha!!"
The fruits of all the hanging out with the heiress of Todoh-ryuu, perhaps?
COMBATSYS: Ryu blocks Blanka's Jab Punch.
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COMBATSYS: Ryu fails to interrupt Medium Punch from Miu with Medium Punch.
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Apparently, the King of Fighters was in need of a bit longer rest than that. Blanka's strike is met with a clean block, meeting the force behind his fist with one of equal strength, thoroughly minimizing impact. Miu will unfortunately prove to be more troublesome, his dealing with blank placing a delay in his reaction to her attack that proves costly. In his attempt to intercept that strike with one of her own, the vagabond instead winds up nearly throwing his face right -into- her punch, seeing bright lights for a moment before stumbling off to his side, a hand place warily in his head.
As vision returns shakil to him, he'll stare down the two for but a moment before assuming a fighting stance once more. He's still not finished.
The jungle always offers new ways to train. Things that Blanka learned there have transferred over well to the realm of the 'humans' that he's still trying to learn about. Maybe in this case, he can give his teammate something to use, some bit of knowledge that will aid in her in her efforts to take down the King of Fighters in this brawl. And that's this.
Bananas.
Bananas are on high trees, that are sometimes slippery to climb. You can get a grip around them, but shimmying up is almost impossible. So what, pray tell, do you do? You hit it with your fist. You punch it, and let it somewhat recover. Your fist then hits it again, harder. And you look up towards the bananas, so close and so tasty.. and you hit the tree again. And again, until it breaks. Until it's guard is shattered, and it yeilds up it's precious victory.
Blanka's been hitting Ryu for a reason. He may not have done much damage compared to Miu - but each hit has been intent on getting Ryu's bananas swinging. And now, he's pretty sure they are. As his hand hits Ryu's forearm, he pulls back, and turns towards Miu. His mouth hangs open, looking fierce and .. almost hungry. He bellows out, trying to catch the girls' attention, to spur her on.
"HIT.. HARD ... NOW!!"
COMBATSYS: Blanka assists Miu.
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Bam! That moment the three are all nearly occupying the same space, fighting so hard. The girl's impact is felt, and felt but good! Pushing off from the strike to Ryu's face, the small Miu Kurosaki pushes back through the air and lands on her feet with a hard scuff of her shoes and a few awkward steps. And as she's in the air, the student hears a surprising bellow-- an order-- from her impromptu partner.
'Hit hard', he says. She's not about to let that go unwasted, the time spent by the large feral man in the Ansatsuken fighter's face. Miu grits her teeth and lurches forwards slightly, this time -willingly- diving into the depths of the powers that seep and spill out from inside her-- that tangible difference in strengths from pre-fight, the actual fight, and now made even -more- clear. The air crackles around her like electricity, and feathers begin to seep out of every inch of her arms, falling from her legs and even spilling away from her back. "Now!!"
In a motion that can't be called anything other than -surging- ahead, the crow girl of Seijyun high allows her left arm to drag back as it begins to be engulfed in black feathers, from the tips of her fingers to the top of her shoulders. In a movement that looks more like a blur than a lunge, she ducks down and gets right in front of Ryu. Her right arm sweeps upward in a diagonal arc to the outside, a crackling white feather extending away from her fist...
COMBATSYS: Ryu fails to interrupt Psychic Secrets from Miu with Shin Shoryuken.
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The first slash is fierce, a slash powerful enough to send the taller man staggering. Her lithe frame is far from finished, however, as she begins to use that upward-and-outward momentum to continue spinning around in a small hop, knees drawn up for a second slash-- then extending her body and cutting back the other way. A fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh high-speed strike... and then, all that energy building and surging through her left arm has a turn to say 'hello, friend!'
Her feet hit the mat and her body tightens up in sequence-- stomach, chest, shoulder, bicep, forearm, fist. "UrrrrAGH!"
The small 'lance' of energy before is nothing like what drills ahead at Ryu with no mercy or regret. A torrent of black feathers explodes away from her fist, her small knuckles not once coming close to slugging the wandering warrior, a great cone of energy that slams directly into his gut and channels an abundance of energy through him and against him. 'That sound' fills the arena, as well-- the sounds of what may as well be hundreds of wingbeats accompanied by a gust of wind so strong it ruffles the hair and clothes of those even far out into the audience. The strength of this vicious blow is more than enough to blast a larger, sturdier, heavier man than Ryu off his feet-- so lord only knows what's going to happen to him.
Remaining in her forward-thrusting pose for a few moments, the great feathery lance breaks up into a burst of feathers that scatters out and rains over the ring and around it, her fist still extended and trembling. Miu breathes hard and heavy, dropping to one knee afterward. "O-Ow..."
First thing he knew, Miu was trying to hit him with something...something -big-. Next thing he knew, he was trying to pre-empt with a strike of his own, charging an immense amount of chi and wil into has arm to try and shatter her attack. The last thing he knew was...lots and lots of feathers...and stinging...and numbness everywhere. Almost cold, in a way.
Oh, and then there was the part where he slammed into the turnbuckle.
No folks, it hasn't been run of Ryu's better nights. Slapped around and beaten down and bruised by one of the oddest duos the institution of Saturday Night Fight has ever seen, it all reaches a head when his back slames into the corner, throwing his head back and slumping to the ground. And after all that, -Miu- is the one who says ow?!
For a few moments he'll lay there, seemingly unconscious, a referee wandering over to check. But before they can lay a hand on him, the vagabon's snaps open. Slowly, but surely he climbs to his feet. He gets up. -Again-. He steps forward. -Again-. He assumes that famous Ansatsuken stance. -Again-.
Doesn't the guy know how to stay down?
"So strong."
Congratulations, Ryu. You've got Blanka's respect. It's a mighty strike that Miu makes, and that he gets back up is even more impressive. He claps his hands together, beaming proud at the strong fighter. This has been a testament to Ryu's ability to get back up. And still so dangerous! One false move, and those hits could shatter bone.
Walking forwards, Blanka pats Miu on the shoulder, trying to give her a bit more encouragement. "Good work.. keep up, hard fast.." And then he tries to keep to the same thing, swinging his hands down to the ground, and then springing forwards in a leap, feet out and aimed right at Ryu's chest. If they can knock the wind out of him a few more times.. he'd have to drop! Right? Right?!
Those hands are huge.
Her small, sloped shoulders have the sudden and massive weight (by comparison) of the beastman's large hand at rest on her, the crow girl of Seijyun taking a few moments to catch her breath. Sucking in a deep breath, she fights the lingering protest of her body to rise, the use and stress of excessive power usage briefly catching up with her. Miu still looks horrified at Ryu's resolve and ability to stand. What is he, the machete-wielding villain from the movies Kasumi loves so much?!
Pressing her lips into a tight line, Miu moves away and to the side, finding her center once again. If Ryu takes a bit more damage, he'll go down... a bit more, she hopes, and they'll win. Working her fingers in and out of fists, Miu looks and waits for her opening, purple eyes halving in size as they narrow.
COMBATSYS: Miu focuses on her next action.
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COMBATSYS: Ryu dodges Blanka's Strong Kick.
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Fortunately, Ryu's no down so bad that he be nailed with a broadcaster move like that! He'll dodge to the side, Blanka's attack catching naught but air as the vagabond rolls to the right, an eye cast towards Miu to keep noter of her position. The green one however has escaped unscathed for far too long, and it's high time to place and end of that. "TATSUMAKI..." The words come as the wander rises into the air, wind swirling around him as he launched into three powerful spinning kicks on the beastial fighter's person, "SENPUU KYAKU!"
COMBATSYS: Blanka endures Ryu's Tatsumaki Senpuu Kyaku.
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Unscathed, yes. But unprepared for the inevitable? NEVER! Blanka knows that he's a target, too - a giant target in human guise, standing tall and proud in the ring with his partner and their opponent. He knows that those feet that have trod along the world will eventually tread all over him, and he eagerly accepts and awaits that challenge. The ability to stand up in front of the attack, and say 'I am a man! I do not fear you!'
The flying series of spinning kicks knocks him sideways, but he still remains standing. He twists his body to face Ryu again, to look between him and Miu. And then, he knows what he has to do. He's going to show them both just what he can do too. After all, he cheered her on to 'hit hard'. Time for him to show that he can do that just as well.
With a gleeful howl, Blanka launches himself at the far ropes, tucking up into a ball and bounding backwards to the stretchy ring barriers, to give him more momentum. Then, barreling forwards, he becomes a blur of green and red - and then, blue. Blue and white, to be precise, electricity arcing from every pore of his body, blazingly powerful. Time to take the Jungle to Ryu!
Unscathed or not, the young Kurosaki has found a partner in this battle that seems to be much more reliable than others would think-- twice giving her the opening she needs to strike powerful blows. And it looks like he's going to get ready to bring the pain to the Ansatsuken warrior, himself!
As the sequence of hard, spinning kicks smacks against Blanka's body, Miu eases into her usual 'stance', then once again swings her arm out for the timed release of a broad, high-speed feather as the beastman prepares and launches himself into an attack. The single feather is meant to be a distraction, and not much else-- so hopefully it does the job, and gives Blanka his chance at landing a critical hit...!
COMBATSYS: Ryu blocks Blanka's Direct Lightning.
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COMBATSYS: Miu successfully hits Ryu with Amagakeri.
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Odd as it is, Miu's distraction seems to have the exact opposite of desired effect. Ryu sees the ploy for what it is and make a noncommital defense against it, taking the blow in favor of placing the brunt of his defense from Blanka's onslaught. Taking a cue from a move E.Honda had once attempted to teach him after ingesting far too much sake, the former World Warrior tackles flying electric beast like a sumo would, going with the initial impact, absorbing the force and pushing back anyways. His own chi surges to try and cancel out the effects of Blanka's electrical surge, but Ryu does not escape without a measure of injury.
Knowing he's on his last legs, having no reason to conserve more power, he'll cut loose then and there, all chi he has left to provide welling up in a great force, extending one hand towards Blanka and another at Kurosaki, a variation he'd been working on since seeing Kain do it in an SNF tape. "SHINKUU HADOUUUUUUKEN!" He cries, beams of sheer will and force speeding to both combatants, not content until they've found their mark.
COMBATSYS: Ryu successfully hits Blanka with Shinkuu Hadouken.
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COMBATSYS: Ryu successfully hits Miu with Shinkuu Hadouken.
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There's a difference between the lightning that Blanka calls, and the omg that hurts that Ryu wields. In fact, the main difference, were one to ask Blanka, is that the 'omg that hurts' that Ryu uses actually does hurt. A lot. He sees Ryu head up and bring his hand out, the outswell of white and blue that catches Blanka square in the chest and knocks him against the ring ropes, held there by the pressure and burning fury until the rope /snaps/ under the strain, and he falls into the crowd.
For a moment or two, it may be hard to see what's going on, where the green beast-man is. But then, his hand comes up, over the side of the ring. Claws scrabble and stretch, pulling the smoking and sizzled Blanka over and back up. His shirt's been burned to near nothingness, green skin a darker tone from the sudden 'suntan'. And then, well.. there's his other hand.
His other hand was under the ring. There's wonderful thigs under the ring, amazing things. And these things are about to come into play. Blanka pulls out a crate and leaps upwards, to grab onto the light fixture above the arena. At the same time, he smashes open the crate, disgorging his plunder that he'd hidden beforehand, /just for this occasion/. Tropical fruits rain down on the combatants - and in the chaos, he attempts to land a mighty kick on Ryu's noggin!
"AROOO!"
Those beams will be quite contented-- even if her partner manages to successfully take the hit, she doesn't find herself so lucky. The blast plows into her, driving her back and away from Ryu and Blanka and sprawling across the mat. Bouncing once, she hits the ropes and lands halfway up onto her feet, an arm desparately hooking around the giant elastic band to keep her steady. Her eyes are half-lidded, her body -hurts-, and there's fruit landing on the stage.
Fruit, man.
Again summoning that strange inner strength, energy begins to build and surge up from within Miu's small frame, her eyes starting to take a little more focus. No. No! It won't end just like that. It can't!
Pushing off from the ropes and breaking into a dead-on run, Miu breathes hard and angry through her teeth, sweat trickling down her forehead as well as a little drip of blood at her chin from bouncing so hard on the mat. In such a crazed, all-out run, Miu aims to come in from a slight angle, her power beginning to build and surge up into her left arm.
Glowing black feathers begin to grow and surge into her fist, spreading upward and sprouting out and away from her left arm as a whole. Stopping short, her arm draws back as if to call in the slowest, most obvious punch in the world.
"Break through..."
Her fist reels forward for another direct strike, though that same gigantic lance of feathers and energy bursts out of her fist and swirls out ahead, seeking to plow into Ryu full force. The punch even has enough force to scoot her forward, the sounds of flapping wings and a great gust of wind slamming up against the Ansatsuken master once more.
"BREAK THROUGH!!"
COMBATSYS: Miu can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Ryu dodges Miu's Chou Yomosugara.
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COMBATSYS: Blanka successfully hits Ryu with Tropical Hazard.
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Break through?! More like PASS THROUGH! Because that's exactly what happens when Miu makes her final, charging strike, the sheer surge of power around her alerting Ryu's keen sixth sense for such things. Even as battered he is, he's capable still to spin out and away of her piercing blow, only to be confounded by a sudden rain of fruit down upon the raind. What that? Did an aircraft let loose it's payload above of or..
*KLONK*
The sheer force of the kick Blanka land on that wanderer's head is enough to almost slam him facefirst into the floor. Render merelt half-conscious and fading fast, Ryu operate on pure natural reaction, his body leaping after Blanka for where he land, sailing overheard the return the favor with a right heavy blow to the head before he hits the ground, whereupon he'll finally go down for the count.
COMBATSYS: Ryu can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Ryu successfully hits Blanka with Sakotsu Wari.
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This was a amazing feeling! To fight and not hear being yelled at as a monster, to be challenged as a man, instead of a beast. And to feel his opponent crumple under his feet. Blanka flips away, landing and looking towards where Miu is. There's a toothy, fangy grin, and he gives her a thumbs uOH MY GOD HIT TO THE HEAD FROM NOWHERE! Blanka's lights go out like /that/ and he collapses onto the mat like he's just been poleaxed. So much for being strong in the face of his opponent. More like 'being unconcious in the face of getting hit in the head'. He'll be out for a little bit, but he's still ok. Really!
COMBATSYS: Blanka takes no action.
COMBATSYS: Blanka can no longer fight.
The drilling lance meets no resistance, and the look on Miu's face is utter shock and horror-- how did he..?!
But that energy spent was more or less the only thing that was keeping the small girl on her feet... and as she passes, as the grand blaze of feathers explodes out over the ring and flutters around the trio and the crowd close enough to see and touch those feathers, the small girl pitches over onto the ground, arms loose and limp.
Eyes half-lidded and never seeing that thumbs-up from Blanka, she feels all kinds of exhausted -and- beat up, passing out right there in the ring.
%Zzzzzzzz.
Log created on 19:24:14 08/04/2007 by Blanka, and last modified on 06:03:12 08/07/2007.