Description: [Himeko vs. Kyle] One of Jinchuu's numerous roommate pairs helps to break in the on-ship dojo. They're completely ridiculous. [Winner: Kyle]
A -dojo-?? In a place like this? Well after some thought, something like that shouldn't really be so suprising, on the other hand, the dojo's -contents- are clearly something out of the ordinary! Inside the place is a little chilly, and the evening moonlight isn't too helpful in making the dim lighting of the place any more visable.
One of the fighters who will be battling tonight is the mildly care-free Hurricane Hime, a pink clad defender of justice and knowledge! She kicks the doors open and flips in the air with the mighty battlecry of, "mmmMMMORTALS!"
Hitting the floor with a light thump, she sets her hands on her hips and takes a look around, slightly stunned; this place is a lot different from Dan's dojo, she doesn't recognize many of these crazy weapons that are lined up along the wall and in massive -bulk- at that! "Wow! There must be like.. A million ninjas in this place, hmmmn.."
Her brows furrow. ".. Well.. Maybe more like a million and one ninjas, including Sei-Sei. Now then where might my opponent be?" She recognized the name. After all, it was her roomate! Whom she actually somehow has managed to not even meet yet! Assuming Kyle isn't already there, she does some warm-up stretches to keep the ol' legs limber.
Kyle isn't in there; the younger Travers has never been one to be early for things, even matches of this caliber. He's always precisely on time -- such is just his way, and Himeko has plenty of time to get stretched and admire the ridiculous weaponry strewn about the dojo. It's just as well -- Kyle is far more of an instinctual fighter, anyway. The less preparation time he has, the better.
In fact, from the looks of him, he probably just got up. When he strides into the dojo, it looks like he's been awake for maybe fifteen minutes. His hair is completely untouched from its original 'slight bedhead' state, and he seems a little bleary-eyed. Perhaps he, like his brother, needs to get the adrenaline pumping to really start his day. (It's a good thing, perhaps, that it's not quite as /bad/ as his brother's adrenaline needs -- after all, look where those have gotten him).
Coming across a little girl is kind of a surprise to the man, and when he sees Himeko stretching and getting ready, he has to stop, turn away, and roll his eyes. He knows she's probably who he's there to fight... but that doesn't make that any less awful to conceptualize. She's a /little girl/.
What's this? Her opponent! When Hime hears the footsteps of Kyle, her arms raise slightly as she looks over her shoulders and gives a very comic-book style, "Zounds!" to see..... Well, her mess of an opponent apparently! Hurricane is stunned for a moment, her lips curl inward, and finally she just busts out laughing, pointing a finger at the young Travers. There's just no hiding her amusement there, "BWA HA HA HA HA HA!!! L- Look at you! What is -that-??"
Never has she seen such an untidy opponent! Then again, her experience in the fighting scene has been mildly limited in exchanges like that. "Are you supposed to be my opponent, Citizen Kyle?? Ba ha ha ha ha!! Oh that's rich, you have the sanitary appearance of a dog in a dryer! Do you really think you can beat me looking like that??"
Travers can't keep himself from cracking a grin at his opponent's /enthusiasm/, at least. In a way, it's cute, in that 'puppy dogs and kitty cats' kind of way, even if he does hate being laughed at. "Look, I don't really trust the showers here," he says, with a bit of a wry grin -- it's hard to tell if he's serious or just trying to downplay his unkemptness. "Anyway, yeah, I'm your opponent."
He spends a second or two glancing around the area -- not really looking very hard, just glancing and checking for much in the way of useful weaponry or 'terrain' (insofar as a dojo has such). "Anyway, whenever you're done busting a gut, I'm ready." And he really does look the part -- he's already dropped halfway into his usual stance. ... but then, maybe he's like that /all the time/. Being from Metro City, it wouldn't exactly be a bad habit.
Hime's amusement is cut short because.. Now wait a minute, there was something wrong with the showers? Were there ninja's spying on them?? The girl's jaw goes slack for a moment, truly stunned, but then she shakes it off. Clearly this was a ploy to get her unsettled, so she'll just go ahead and ignore that tidbit!
As far as Himeko could tell, it was just your run-of-the-mill dojo with the straw-looking floors and solid-looking walls (metal, maybe??) just... Strewn with ninja weapons! Hime didn't think it was likely she'd be touching much, it wasn't really her thing.
Once she feels she's ready, she takes the center of the area, punches her fists togeather and then gets into a pretty generic street fighter stance, hopping from foot to foot, "And I'm your opponent Hurricane Hime! If you want to win this fight, you'd better take me seriously because I know Saikyo! Yes, that's right the Saikyo Style, founded by the legendary Dan Hibiki!"
Hime leans back and snaps a kick at the air, "Of course, if you're intimidated, maybe even frightened by the name, I will allow you to concede! Otherwise, test your might! Hyaaah!"
COMBATSYS: Himeko has joined the fight here.
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Himeko 0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0 Nikolai
COMBATSYS: Kyle has joined the fight here.
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Kyle 0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0 Nikolai
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Saikyo. Of all the things they could throw at Kyle Travers (hardly a main-eventer but not exactly the bottom rung of the fighting world), he got... a little girl who knows Saikyo. Kyle, for a moment, questions the infinite wisdom of the tournament organizers; however, he decides that, as usual, his is not to reason why. It's just like any other fight -- there's an opponent in the way, and the goal is to beat her down. Besides, from the kick, she looks /kind/ of like she knows what she's doing, at least.
However, that doesn't mean Kyle can't decide to be 'sporting' at the risk of looking a little full of himself. Standing there and making the universal 'come here' gesture, the younger Travers says, "Hey, since you're so enthusiastic, why don't you take the first shot?" Aww -- how gentlemanly!!
"Enthusiastic? Well, I would actually say I am more of.. Determined! See, I'm not exactly -pleased- that I have to throw you around a bit, I'm actually not very violent by nature. However I have burning determination, and I enjoy talking! Yes, the determination that the Saikyo style can help me out of any situation! Now without further ado!"
Hurricane strikes a sentai pose, arms whipped out like airplane wings, then flex downward, "Hurricane Hime... SANJOU!"
Her movements are .. Mildly quick, as she turns her back to Kyle and leans down deeply. And when she turns back, she whips her hand outward as if throwing a frisbee, and three sheets of dully glowing construction paper, two yellow and one pink, whip toward Kyle as if they were darts! Haha, silly paper.
Though then again, if they slam into her opponent, he'd feel that's definatly no normal technique!
COMBATSYS: Himeko successfully hits Kyle with Weekend Special.
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Himeko 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Kyle
When Hime whips those sheets of paper toward Kyle, he cracks a bit of a smile and throws his hands up to harmlessly deflect them -- only to find that they're more than just little bits of flashy-looking paper. The young man staggers back a little and he grits his teeth, realizing that even if his opponent is a little girl, that really /is/ no reason to take her lightly. What heartlessness!! Going all-out on a little girl!?
Indeed, it seems that Jinchuu will require Kyle to do at least one or two awful things tonight, not the least of which is rough up a little girl. Snagging a staff from the myriad of ninja weapons, Travers tries to snag Himeko by hooking around her back with the weapon; the nature of this attack becomes a little more clear if he gets so far as to lift her up a little, rearing his head back.
"You got a lot of guts -- even if you're a little chatty," he says, allowing himself a little smile before he slams his head forward, trying to meet hers with his.
COMBATSYS: Himeko blocks Kyle's Stun Headbutt.
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Himeko 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Kyle
Reaching for weapons?? Hime seems a little disappointed, if only because Kyle looked like one of those tired looking brazillian jiu-jitsu UFC fighters. Which.. Uh, he actually could be still, since they used mixed martial arts too, right? Weapon-fu??
Hime grins pretty wide to Kyle, motioning for him to come at her with a hearty and Saishu-esque, "Ha-HA! You haven't seen anything yet!" And so he does.
Hurricane hasn't really been thinking deeply about her 'Jinchuu Mission' at all, really, from day one she's seen this as an opportunity to show off her skills as well as promote the things she promotes! Though she's thinking more, when the time comes, that she doesn't want to get headbutted, and she draws out her book of construction paper out of her scarf once hefted, and his head slams into it; the cover refuses to bend, making it similar to headbutting a door or something! Well, while she's up there, she may as well try to kick Kyle in the side of the head with her boot, right? Sure! "Hurricane Kick!"
COMBATSYS: Himeko successfully hits Kyle with Light Kick.
Glancing Blow
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Himeko 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Kyle
Kyle shifts, tilting his head and turning to the side; what would have been a vicious headshot turns into nothing more than a quick little glance off of the man's shoulder, much to his relief. It stings a little, but that fades within seconds -- /and/ it means he's still in plenty close to Himeko. "I dunno, I think I've already seen most of what there is to see," he counters, still trying to come off as cocky and self-assured as possible; after all, that's the sort of thing that wins matches, even if you /are/ being stopped dead cold with a book of construction paper.
Dropping the weapon for now (after all, he doesn't /always/ want his hands occupied), Travers moves around behind Himeko, trying to hook his hands around her stomach. He almost feels bad doing this, in that 'ew, she's a little kid and I am grabbing her' way; fortunately, he can put that out of his head just long enough to whip his body back and, /hopefully/, deliver a crushing suplex to the poor little lady.
COMBATSYS: Kyle successfully hits Himeko with Reverse Suplex.
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Himeko 0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0 Kyle
Hurricane Hime, on the other hand, has a style where in theory grabbing any weapon could work! But she just prefers to hold things she's actually knowledgable with using like.. Books. The girl drops with the weapon, rolling back once and then is on her feet as she tucks her book back into her scarf and Kyle is all up on her once more. Wait, a grapple??
For a split second, Hime is tempted to struggle a little with him, but there's little she -can- do once she realizes she's being drawn up into a suplex that she just can't quite squirm out of.
And the end result is body hitting floor with a painful sounding THUMP! She bounces off the floor and flops onto her stomach, stunned for a moment. But just a moment! Because she's on her feet, albeit mildly woozily, and rubs the back of her neck, "Hah, not bad! Well I see you definatly have -some- skill, but there's room for improvement, you've got to have style, see! A moment not looking cool is a moment wasted!"
Deciding to demonstrate her point, Hime is dashing at Kyle and leaps up into the air! She reaches behind her belt and draws out a giant folded paper fan, which she then attempts to smash into Kyle's face. It probably doesn't hurt much, but she is looking very cool. And it would make an awesomely loud *SWAP* sound.
COMBATSYS: Kyle dodges Himeko's Weapon Jab.
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Himeko 0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0 Kyle
When the paper fan comes in, Kyle actually takes it seriously. After all -- Hime's paper techniques have, so far, actually shaped up to be pretty scary, and Kyle isn't about to just shove himself in the way of yet another little trick from Hurricane Hime. Quickly ducking and sliding backward, Travers pulls himself narrowly out of the way of that TERRIFYING, CRUSHING paper fan.
"... I gotta hand it to you," he says, with a grin, "this's gotta be the /weirdest/ fight I've ever had." At least he's enjoying himself! Though Himeko may not find the tactics Kyle has up his sleeve now very enjoyable. He steps back to the wall again, snagging another weapon -- this one a smaller one, specifically a little knife. Normally, it'd likely be used for hunting or assassination or some other ninja army-related behaviors, probably by being forcefully driven into something.
Kyle is not so attached to having the knife forever; as such, he just runs toward Himeko, giving the knife a forceful throw in her direction even as he continues to run, presumably hoping to keep the pressure on.
COMBATSYS: Kyle successfully hits Himeko with Medium Fling.
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Himeko 1/------=/=======|===----\-------\0 Kyle
Oh hey a knife!! Hurricane Hime isn't out of her element when it comes to weapons like that, she remembers her match against Nassir, so she should be all set to go; there's only so many ways you can use one, right? Clearly not intimidated by the big, sharp thing, Hime motions again toward Kyle. It's ok that he evades her fan, after all, "No, not weird, 'Cool'!!!" she quickly corrects.
"Though I think you're starting to understand the potency of Saikyo, eh? What do you say, would you like my to 'Pimp Your Fighting Style'??"
Oh wait, he's not going to stab her, he's throwing the thing and the instinct is to leap mightily to the side at the last second, which she does! "YEOW!" The darn thing slams into her chest and bounces off of it, but the force is still enough to send her tumbling backwards as if she were hit by a massive fist. Hmmnn. Must have hit her book.
While she doesn't get up as quickly as she did previously, Hime does manage to do so, grinning but with a cringe. "*huff* O- Okay.. No hard feelings, offer's still open!"
COMBATSYS: Himeko gains composure.
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Himeko 1/-------/=======|===----\-------\0 Kyle
"I'm stickin' with weird," Travers says as he takes a last step in -- only to realize that Hime isn't following his expectations, and is hanging /all/ the way back after taking that nasty hit with that knife. He can't really fault her -- she's starting to look like she's taking a beating, after all. Still, it throws him the tiniest bit off his game, and means he has to start with guesswork again rather than working on setting his opponent up for a /chain/ of strikes.
"And, nah, my fighting style doesn't exactly need a whole lot of pimping," he adds, as he retreats a step, picking up that discarded staff from earlier. He gives it one good practice swing, feeling out the weight now that he intends to use it (at least roughly) as it was intended to be used, trying to make sure it's good for what he needs it for.
Evidently, it meets his approval, or else he wouldn't give it a hard swing like a baseball bat in the general direction of Himeko's stomach. "Thanks for the offer, though, kid!" he adds, mid-swing; hopefully she won't shut the strike down in some humiliating manner.
COMBATSYS: Himeko fails to interrupt Medium Strike from Kyle with Magic School Bus.
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Himeko 1/-----==/=======|===----\-------\0 Kyle
Hurricane frowns a bit. Weird? "Weird??" she exclaims, mildly insulted, "Are you doubting Thomas?? I'll rock your socks off, pal!"
The girl punches her fists togeather, looking pretty pumped up once more, and her scarf whips backward from a sudden gust of wind. "Allow me to show you, then, why they call me Hurricane Hime! Then you'll be begging for my assistance!"
Clearly she seeks to do this by using more tricks with her paper, and she is making a mad dash toward the man with the staff. Kyle's prayers are answered, she doesn't get the chance to humilate him when his swing meets dead on, making her lurch forward and a big huff of air is forced from her lips. It's a home run as she's sent sailing back toward the other side of the dojo? No, not quite, she manages to flip in mid air and crash onto the matted ground, one hand slapping onto the floor to keep her balance as the other rests on her stomach. "Errgh, ow ow.. Do over! I call do over!" Hime cries, "That didn't count, I wasn't ready! Oh geez I'm going to be feeling that one for a while, freakin'..."
Travers almost feels bad seeing Hurricane Hime so -- disappointed in her performance, that she'd call for a do-over. Perhaps it's the fact that she /is/ just a little kid, but when she starts to yell about how she's going to be feeling that one for a while, Travers actually backs off for a second. He looks to be mulling the point over, muttering to himself, "... a do-over..." The prospect doesn't seem to be completely thrown out the window, at least.
On the one hand, this is a match. On the other hand, this is the People's Tournament -- this is as much an opportunity for the new folks like himself and her to hone their skills in all manner of difficult situations, and part of that is pure trial and error. The concept of a 'do-over' is not entirely /out/ of the spirit of things, at least.
Before long, the answer to Hime's request comes. As she starts to regain her balance, pushing off the ground, Kyle grips the staff again, takes one hard step forward, and then -- does exactly what he'd done a second ago, giving it a baseball swing right for her gut. Let it never be said Kyle Travers doesn't honor a reasonable request from a cute kid.
COMBATSYS: Himeko fails to interrupt Medium Strike from Kyle with Magic School Bus.
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Himeko 1/----===/=======|====---\-------\0 Kyle
After some thought, Hurricane Hime is starting to understand what exactly the problem- No.. The situation is here! The problem is, unlike Kyle, she is not ADAPTING to the situation. He has used a ninja weapon, while she has not done anything even remotely ninja. Suddenly it's all starting to come togeather, a knowing grin forming once more on her dusky features. "SWEET!"
That's the first time she ever got a do-over, so when he swings again? This time she is ALMOST ready! With her palms held downard, the little hurricane dashes fearlessly ahead, and like a scene out of some goofy anime, there's some re-used art as she ends up getting slugged and sent back again! Though this time her back slams against the wall where some staffs and naganita's are lined up and she thuds to the floor, taking the stack of weapons down with her.
There's not moving for a moment, but it's very brief, because she stands up, pushing the mess off of her and she undoes her scarf, so that she can tie it around her lower face, "All right, forget this! For the rest of this fight I am no longer Hurricane Hime. I am NINJA Hime! It's time to work some ninja magic! Show me your moves!" e e
For a split second, Kyle thinks the match is over, and starts to walk over to fish Hime out of the pile of weaponry; however, when she rises from that pile like some undead creature, Travers's grin returns yet again. Even if she may not be a spectacular /fighter/, she's got a lot of heart and a lot of enthusiasm, and Kyle has seen firsthand that a lot of heart -- while it may not get you as far immediately -- is probably one of the most important things a fighter can have.
"Ninja Hime, huh," he replies, sounding a little incredulous. "All right, Ninja Hime -- let's see how you do with this one!" Travers takes that staff up yet again, and seems to go in for exactly the same baseball-swing a /third/ time. Is he really such a monster, though, that he'd just keep hitting the young lady with the same technique?
No. Kyle isn't Ryuhaku Todoh, mercy from the gods.
Instead, Travers goes for a hard windup, pulling the staff back; then, as if it were a massive spear, he whips his entire body forward in an attempt to slam the 'point' of the staff into Hime's stomach.
COMBATSYS: Himeko dodges Kyle's Deep Strike.
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Himeko 1/----===/=======|====---\-------\0 Kyle
Hime can't help but be impressed.. She doesn't know much about ninja weaponry, but that Kyle knows how to swing a quarter-staff or whatever that thing is like nobodies business! However after getting beaten around a bit with it, she's starting to get a good feel of the limits of said weapon. Let no one say that Hurricane cannot adapt! "Doubting Thomas again, will be your undoing!"
And so Kyle thrusts the weapon forward and Hime is just barely able to get out of the way, leaping upward so the weapon smashes against the wall. The split moment of tension is enough for her to use the weapon as footing to leap off of, with her hands clapped togeather, "Ha HA!"
"Now for Ninja Disappearing! Behold!" She throws her arms out like airplane wings, and a rain of papers blast out in front of her like a giant sheet, threatening to cover Kyle, and surely obstructing his view.
What is his fate??
COMBATSYS: Himeko successfully hits Kyle with Read All About It!.
- Power hit! -
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Himeko 1/--=====/=======|=======\-------\0 Kyle
Kyle is probably looking up, when he should be looking behind him, because the masking is just a farce, a trick, if you will! Hime kicks off of the wall and has a stack of index cards in each hand as she places herself behind him and sets her hands ideally on his hips. "Nin-Nin Spin-Spin!"
She doesn't even have to move! Suddenly Kyle is spinning around like a drill, so that the papers in a photo-copier like manner wraps around him and forms a Kyle-sized tornado that wraps him up like a mummy! But wait, not only is he wrapped up, as she draws her palms togeather, the tornado squeezes shut tighter and tighter and tighter still until the tension proves too much and things just EXPLODE. Hime goes flying back as her hopefully crushed opponent collapses to the floor? "WOAH!"
Kyle braces himself for whatever might come through that spread of papers, but finds that it's not what coming through the papers that matters -- but the papers themselves, as far as he can tell. The man is wrapped up in papers and cards, crushed slowly inside them -- and then, when the crushing strike hits the breaking point, he slumps over, the bursting papers flying every which way.
Unfortunately, this is not the end for Kyle; it's /his/ turn to push himself back up off the ground slowly, gritting his teeth as he finds himself in need of a quick end to the fight. He's still more than ready to swap a few blows, but that one strike was pretty intense.
Still, Kyle is not a man unknown for intensity himself; indeed, the strikes give him a readiness to redouble his efforts, suddenly springing up and forward toward Himeko. "... Okay," he says, before whipping his body into a missile drop kick aimed directly for Hurricane Hime's head, "/that/ was cool!"
COMBATSYS: Himeko blocks Kyle's Drop Kick.
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Himeko 1/=======/=======|=======\-------\0 Kyle
Oh yeah, she's hurting, but determined to show that she has skill, she's got to bottle it in. Any time whining is better spent kicking butt is what she was taught was correct! Still, as she rubs her gut again, she seems quite proud of Kyle's praise, "Flattery will get you nowhere, of course!"
It looks like it's dripkick time now, and Hime is more than ready for his high-flying acrobatics. For she has the power of her trusty book which again is whipped out and grasped with both hands so the double-footed attack can slam into it. Again it refuses to bend, and it absorbs an amazing amount of impact that only causes her to stagger back a step or two! She's a little walking no-sell, that Hurricane Hime.
The bad news is, though, that she's really worn out now. She'll be lucky if she can hold her 'shield' up much longer, which she holds between her palms now with her fingers pointed out like pistols, "I guess I'm gonna have to jump..!" Her shoulders jerk and pink, black, white, orange and red sheets of paper spit out of the book like a machine gun, a barrage of glowing paper hails toward Kyle with the intent of mowing him down and belting him over and over with unusual force. And don't think she doesn't look cool, the backwind is causing her ninja-scarf to flap behind her like mad, while she looks like Iron Man or Cable or something! "Rock! And! Rooooooooooooooooll!"
And that's it after that. The young fighter teeters back and forth as her arms drop, slouched forward like a robot shut down.
COMBATSYS: Himeko can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Kyle dodges Himeko's Schoolhouse Rock!.
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Even as fatigued as the little Hurricane is, it'll still require a lot of guts from Kyle to get so far as to actually weave out of the way of those paper weapons, pouring out at him like some horrible gatling gun. He doesn't think he saw /that/ in Dan Hibiki's Saikyo-ryu, but then, Saikyo-ryu isn't exactly the most... 'normal' of arts. Perhaps his worldview needs expanding.
Whatever the case is, he still has to /deal/ with it, and as Ninja Hime's paper 'bullets' come at him, he takes a hard vertical leap, pole still in hand... and catches it onto the ceiling, pulling himself up and out of the way. It's hard to maintain the grip, and the second he doesn't /need/ to, Travers drops straight down, landing hard on his back.
He seems cautious, seeing Hime leaning forward like that. Is that it, or is this just the beginning, he wonders -- after all, some people get back up from that kind of position and start fighting /harder/.
Himeko Hurricane Hime isn't quite like that. Sure, she's still standing, but judging by the way her hands then settle onto her knees and she starts breathing heavily, it's clear she's finished. "Huff huff.."
Wait.. No time for weakness, she's still standing she can still look cool! In fact, she has the perfect idea! Gathering up that strength, her hands clench into fists, which she starts shaking, and starts to growl. Wait a minute, maybe she IS like that, and about to fight harder!
"oooooooooOOOOOOOO!!" and when she stands up, with a big smile, she strikes a sentai pose that leaves her giving a big thumbs-up to Kyle. "OSHYAAAAAAAAAA!!! You've got some moves, a little green, but I will give credit where credit is due! Citizen Kyle, I shall be gracious and allow you this win!"
And that said her eyes roll upward and she sets her fists on her hips, her scarf much more lightly tossing from a passing breeze, "Ha HA! Yes, I can only allow a strong man to be my roomate after all! Haaa ha ha!"
In truth, having Himeko as a roommate is part of the reason that Kyle has traditionally slept under the stars, out on the deck; nothing personal, but he has a girlfriend back home, and seeing girly things in the room discouraged him from staying in there too much! 'I spent a month or so sleeping in the same room as a 14 year old girl' does not exactly go over well with a girlfriend.
Still, her enthusiasm is infectious, so he doesn't mention that, just saying, "Hey, glad I meet your standards." He would normally be a little more standoffish, but hey -- she's a fun kid, even if she's kind of annoying when she's at her worst. "You really caught me by surprise a little with your Saikyo-ryu stuff. That's gotta be hard for someone like you."
Rubbing at the back of her neck, Hurricane Hime picks up her book with her other hand to tuck back into her scarf. She then twists her waist a bit, but it's not much help, she's still pretty bushed, taking a light nap seems like a pretty viable option at this point.
Oh yeah, she can get pretty bad and she knows it- The bad news being that she's having the most fun when she's at her most frustrating. Maybe Kyle should consider himself lucky! She takes a moment to think about his comment there, and his concern actually brings a bit of a flush to her cheeks. "W- Well a little bit, I have a bit of my own twist on it because I don't like punching people." She gives a nervous laugh to that confession.
"Anyway, it's still in its developmental stage. Once I'm brown belt, you're going to see me more skilled and complex for sure!"
"You gotta learn to punch people some time, but yeah, I can see why you wouldn't want to," Travers responds, taking a seat on some of the downed weaponry (the non-pointy parts, obviously); Hime isn't the only one who's tired out by this whole 'fighting' thing, though Kyle certainly might have more reserves than the badly-beaten Himeko does. "We'll definitely have to try this again after you hit brown belt, though. You don't exactly bring a lot to the table now, but hey -- I didn't either when I was your age."
Stretching a little and glancing over Hime, Kyle adds, "You need a hand gettin' patched up or gettin' back to the room or anything?"
Hurricane Hime slumps forward a little again, and now there's no denying it.. She definatly needs a hand, having used up more of her energy than she's used to. Sounds like she's going to need more training and lucky for her there's a dojo right here! Handy! It'll definatly be remembered for later, and the young fighter looks thoughtfully to Kyle, "Woah, you started at my age too? You better pick up the pace then, by the time I'm as old as you I'll be throwing cars!" Only a slight exaggeration, in her mind! "But uhhhhm, since you offered, I actually wouldn't mind a hand getting back to the room, I'm just really wiped out. Oh! Oh and yeah, I'll definatly fight you again, you're a good opponenet! Not quite fitting for a rival but.. There's always the future, right?"
Hime takes a couple of hops forward, and is biding her time. She's expecting a back ride, after all. The most styling ride there is!
Travers nods, offering Himeko some support by way of his arm; it's a little awkward, but hey, he can pull it off. "I didn't really /start/ at your age... but I was watchin'," Travers says, not offering too much more on that one. Evidently he thinks even that was a little much, as he decides to punctuate that sentence with finally seeming to pick up on Himeko's desire to get a piggyback ride and hefting her, setting her on his shoulders. "And, yeah... always the future."
It is a good thing that Hurricane Hime probably cannot see the expression on Kyle's face as he does this. Indeed, that is probably better for /all/ parties involved.
Just an arm, huh. That's not so much lame as it's disappointing, and it shows from her expression. However he appears to catch on quickly enough and before she knows it, she's up pretty darn high, and completely ignorant of just how awkward the situation is for the young Travers! This is probably not what he had in mind when thinking about having his head between some chicks legs. Poor guy. "Woo-hoo!"
COMBATSYS: Kyle has ended the fight here.
Log created on 19:09:18 09/18/2007 by Kyle, and last modified on 23:21:58 09/27/2007.