Description: [Aislinn vs. Tiffany] In the hold of the Suiryuu... a battle takes place, between Aislinn and Tiffany. The goal is two-fold: to determine a winner and to get Katana's poor, benighted truck out of the ship. At least one of these things happens. [Draw Match]
Tiffany dangles by a bungee cord at the waist above middle of a ship's hold festooned with landmines... and with a big damn truck punched through the wall. All of these high explosives are of little concern to her, though. As she spins slowly around and around in place, arms crossed, and her butt thrust out in the air behind her, she comments on what this is really all about, "My dignity. They don't want me to have any. Each match makes me look more and more ridiculous." This is from a young lady who goes into battle in a red-white-and-blue cheerleader's outfit that's more like a bathing suit than anything else.
She squirms uncomfortably and tries to peer across the way at her current foe, "How about you? Are they throwing tennis rackets, diving bells, and kids'-gameshow stunts at you too?" Speaking of tennis rackets, it looks like her face was very intimate with one not too long ago... it's still gridded up with angry red netting lines.
Well, the Jinchuu staff certainly come up with -interesting- matches. Like Tiffany, Aislinn is dangling from a bungee-corded harness and there are mines everywhere. Well, on every surface, anyways. Sure, there's places to put a foot or a hand but... this is basically anti-gravity combat training. And she's done some of that. As she glances around--fixing the positions of the mines in her head--she also sees the hand of Riko in this. Perhaps even literally.
And Aislinn gets her first look at Tiffany, with her trunk hanging out, and... she shakes her head. "My matches have been fairly standard," she replies--more like weird circumstances rather than anything else. Still... once she's situated and has her wits about her as far as moving around goes, she straightens herself as much as she can. Her posture clearly indicates that she intends be as ready as possible, as awkward as this is.a
COMBATSYS: Tiffany has started a fight here.
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Tiffany 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Aislinn has joined the fight here.
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Aislinn 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Tiffany
Tiffany kicks a little, and wrinkles her nose a bit, "Lucky." she comments, as she sways a bit in space, "My first fight was supposed to be a pontoon bridge race across th' bay. I'm expectin' them ta drop green slime on me any minute." She kicks a few more times, swinging on a swing-style... and then, hmms, considering the back and forth momentum. In midair, she twists and contorts her body in a way that'd look awkward and goofy on almost anyone but a cheerleader. The effect is, as she ends up spinning around and around at an unstable angle, to twist her bungee up until it's tightly wound ... and then... it begins to whirl.
Around and around and around she goes, like an entirely too curvy top careening in your direction. She flails hewr arms and legs out, and staying in her path risks impact with gloved fist, booted-foot, or more embarrassing portions of her anatomy, "Woah-woah-oah-oah.... Beau--uuuu---uuutifullll Spin!
She flails her arms and legs out, and staying in her path risks impact with gloved fist, booted-foot, or more embarrassing portions of her anatomy, "Woah-woah-oah-oah.... Groo-ooo-oooo-ooovy Whee-heeeeel!
COMBATSYS: Aislinn dodges Tiffany's Groovy Wheel.
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Aislinn 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Tiffany
An interesting attack--using the bungie cord to help power that spin. Fortunately, Aislinn's got some tricks of her own; curling up, she hurls her weight downwards, sending her down towards the water... and then rebounding upwards, in a quick arc, tucking into a ball and tumbling over the spinning Tiffany. That wasn't easy--but Aislinn isn't about to comment on that. Tiffany probably doesn't know, but Aislinn is called The Silent Assassin (Small Wonder by Elle), and she certainly earned that name for a reason.
Now then... as she comes out of her tumbling tuck, she finds herself in optimum position to do something that actually turns out to be a rather natural extension of coming ou of her tumble. That is, she simply tries to kick Tiffany in the head--or the torso, whatever her feet can reach as she stretches her body out.
COMBATSYS: Aislinn successfully hits Tiffany with Light Kick.
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Aislinn 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Tiffany
Tiffany really needs to shake that habit of occassionally yelling out her attack names. Not that the whole spinning whirligig thing wasn't telegraph enough, anyway. Her eyes widen as the blur that is Aislinn to her spinning gaze dives out of the way and comes arcing back up again. The blonde makes a valiant effort to block her assailant's reposite... but darnit, Tiffany's only even facing Aislinn half the time right now.
She lets out an oof as the anatomy in reach just happens to be her rear end. As light as the kick is, it sends her wheeling away with the help of her already extant momentum! As she comes out of her spin, a mine-encrusted wall comes whirling into view. She squeaks and does a split, bracing a heel against the hull and another against the truck bumper of all things. Yet another instance cheerleading training comes in handy in real life situations!
After sweating a moment at the near miss, she thrusts off the wall and back toward Aislinn, this time at a more cautious velocity, with a jabbing thrust of her fierce fists, "Done this before, haven't ya?"
COMBATSYS: Aislinn blocks Tiffany's Quick Punch.
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Aislinn 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Tiffany
Fierce fists indeed. Aislinn quirks an eyebrow--while she's not actually trying to hit Tiffany into the mines, 'win condition' be damned, should Tiffany -hit- one... well, she won't complain. And even floating--or hanging--in midair, putting something in the way of Tiffany's fists is pretty easy, at least at this point; Aislinn deflects the punch with her right forearm, and goes spinning lazily off to her left, as a result. A little disorienting, to be sure--but not terribly so.
Before she can twist too far, she's imparting a counter-rotation, coming to a halt... and standing--well, hanging--in place. It's pretty invisible to the naked eye, but her chi is rising, energy gathering in her body...
COMBATSYS: Aislinn gathers her will.
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Aislinn 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Tiffany
Tiffany actually isn't all that bad in the air, once she gets the hag of this momentum and recoil thing, and when she isn't spinning around like a demented blonde driedel. As she passes away from Aislinn, she hooks her legs up, presses her feet against an overhead pipe and thrusts herself down into what looks like a swan dive for the shallows of the hull. The bungee puts a stop to that, and sends her flying back upward like a Super-heroine with her shoulders back and chest thrust forward in the air. Very far forward, to be honest. Kind of like a torpedo head with cleavage. As insane as it sounds, it looks like she's trying to dive upward and bounce Aislinn off her breasts and into the ceiling!!
COMBATSYS: Aislinn blocks Tiffany's Chest Thrusting.
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Aislinn 0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0 Tiffany
... Tiffany might possibly have the most odd, and nonsensical, attacks that Aislinn's ever -seen-. Fortunately she's not the type to stare--and she's not some guy who'll be mesmerized by the sight of a blonde with big breasts flying straight at him. Aislinn takes the impact--but curls up with it, so that when she's rocketed into the ceiling, she's able to absorb the subsequent impact with her feet.
A moment later she's pushing off, doing her own Superman impression--that is, diving almost straight down at Tiffany with her right fist extended. Only this fist has a flaring red-white aura of electricity crackling around it, from the flattened point of her fist back to her elbow.
COMBATSYS: Tiffany endures Aislinn's Medium Punch!
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Aislinn 0/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0 Tiffany
Tiffany gets by on being unorthodox, there's no denying that. Of course, she also gets by on being tough She is punched in the gut... and punched quite hard at that... with a curl of elecxtricity sparking through her twitching body. But her arms and legs curl as she does from the blow, and Aislinn may find herself tangled by the girl's arms long enough to be carried down dangerously close to the floor mines. As Tiffany grins up at Aislinn, the possibly crazy cheerleader hopes to hold her opponent long enough to keep the speedy woman from getting out of range. Tiffany's grin becomes quite shimmery from the reflected glow coursing through her arms and into her gloves! Aislinn's senses may be deceiving her, but it seems almost as if tiny drifting hearts are floating around at the corners of her vision... like bugaboos that vanish when one looks directly at them.
And then, Tiffany attacks! Suddenly the girl is transformed from a cheerleader into a professional boxer, a barrage of chi (and heart) empowered blows raining up at her in a shower of white light, pink glow, and cherry red boxing gloves, "GROOVY SPECIAL!" Tiffany cries out!
COMBATSYS: Tiffany successfully hits Aislinn with Groovy Special.
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Aislinn 1/----===/=======|==-----\-------\0 Tiffany
Aislinn sensed something wrong the moment that Tiffany took the blow--because, in fact, she felt that Tiffany wasn't -just- taking the blow.
Suddenly, she's assaulted--a flurry of blows smashing into her from every which way, her attempts to cover up to no avail. Once again, Aislinn is brought to mind that there is one thing about battle that cannot be accounted for... no matter what. But the damage, while severe, is certainly not debilitating...
... and as the final blow lands, Aislinn nods to herself. She's found the perfect spot--an area of wall just large enough to put someone, without triggering a mine. Suddenly... she moves, lunging for Tiffany, getting her motive power from -somewhere-...
COMBATSYS: Aislinn successfully hits Tiffany with Momentum Overdrive.
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Aislinn 0/-------/-------|=======\-------\1 Tiffany
... and she shoulder-blocks Tiffany into that clear spot on the wall. But it isn't a simple impact--no, Aislinn keeps going with the cheerleader, adding her body weight to the impact. And even then... it isn't over. Aislinn starts pistoning her fists forward, slamming them into Tiffany's body over and over, her arms blurring as she performs her most powerful attack, a variant of one of Krizalid's...
For maybe ten seconds she continually pummels Tiffany's body, then drifts back... only to snap forward, bungee-cord-aided, for a final elbow strike to Tiffany's chest, Aislinn bouncing off in a different direction...
Tiffany found that to be quite satisfying, she must admit. But then, she must also admit... that Aislinn is very good. And that gambles on all out assaults don't always work out for her. Certainly, she's put the other in the way of a heck of a pounding, but... suddenly, there's a wall at Tiffany's back. She has time for her eyes to go wide before she is smashed forcibly back against it with considerable force. Things get a little fuzzy from there on in, what with the furious and devastating blows pulverizing her body against the inner bulkhead. It actually almost looks like the metal curves inward slightly from how heavily she's being pounded into it. When it's over, Tiffany's eyes are slightly crossed and her head lolls against her chest... but she's still intact... ish, though she probably shouldn't be. She smiles a bit, and adds, "I think I kinda like you..."
Then, a foot plants against the hull behind her and she lunges forward, aiming a high snap-kick at Aislinn's face. It seems she moved none-too soon, at that, because several of the land-mines on that wall blink a wild and angry red, being triggered by the aggravated assault on their wall. Explosions ripple out along the wall, sending smoke and mortar everywhere! It doesn't help Tiffany's attack any, really, nor does it count against either of them, as they didn't touch one. It just makes it all rather dramatic, really. Like an action movie.
COMBATSYS: Aislinn fails to counter Light Kick from Tiffany with Heaven's Drive.
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Aislinn 0/-------/-----==|=======\=------\1 Tiffany
Unf. The explosions actually -do- help--they confuse Aislinn's vision long enough that her hands are in the wrong place when Tiffany's kick comes in, and her intended counterattack never goes off. She's kicked, and the impact is enough to send her bouncing off one of the walls--she slams into a mine, then kicks away...
And, like Tiffany, just in time to avoid getting caught in another chain-reaction explosion that rocks the small arena they're in! Coming to a stop, Aislinn shakes off the effects of that impact and focuses. She can tell that Tiffany's on the edge--or at least close to it...
Tiffany is... probably not going to walk out of this one. Of that, she's reasonably certain. However, she's bound and determined to at least go out with a spectacle... something she probably couldn't avoid doing if she tried at this point. Smoke billows and the sounds of heaving, creaking metal echoes through the hold, and if Tiffany were really thinking straight, she might really wish the spotters were still around right now. As it is, she weaves drunkenly in the dimness as lights flicker out from structural damage, and flares of exploding mines briefly flare up. Somewhere, there's the sound of a big ol' truck heaving mightily and scraping on its way out through the gaping hole in the ship.
And somewhere, a light brightens the darkness... bobbing and waving like an anglerfish's lure... if an anglerfish's light was pink. And had a punch on the end. Glowing brightly with Tiffany's own heart-clouded brand of chi, her fist comes rocketting forth toward the silent warrior Aislinn like a bullet train, with a loud shout, "Groooovvyyy Knuckle!"
COMBATSYS: Tiffany successfully hits Aislinn with Groovy Knuckle.
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Aislinn 0/-------/--=====|=======\==-----\1 Tiffany
... 'Groovy Knuckle'. It looks slow--but then the ship tilts and Aislinn is sent flying unexpectedly--right into Tiffany's punch. And she was right--it is slow. But slow also means it hurts. Finding her feet on an unexploded patch of hull, Aislinn stays there, for just a moment, doing her best to shake off the aftereffects of all the explosions--playing havoc with her inner ear, as well as making the ship list... she's not particularly happy about it, mind you, but she's going to do her best to get things back under control...
If she falls to Tiffany's 'stupid' attack names, she'll have to do something drastic to burn away the shame, and she doesn't want to contemplate that.
COMBATSYS: Aislinn gains composure.
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Aislinn 0/-------/---====|=======\==-----\1 Tiffany
Tiffany is sent spinning back in empty space from the thrust of her chi-empowered blow, and from its impact with Aislinn. Her ears, too, are ringing, but it isn't as if she's a stranger to loud and racaus noises and festivities. See any football game she's cheered for to get a good grasp of that. Of course, it's a bit of a stretch to call land-mines a festivity, but she's a bit dizzy to tell the difference at the moment. Dizzy enough to think that hooking her calves around a dangling rail is a good idea. And grabbing her bungie cord, and clambering up it a bit, to give herself a bit of slack. And furthermore... to swing across the dark room toward where Aislinn landed with her feet forward and a tarzan yell, "Ohhoohh-Ohhh-ohhhohhh-ohhh!" is a good idea!
The trick of it is that she's letting off on some of the slack of her cord, giving herself a wider arc to her swinging kick than it looks at first. Let's see if it works!
COMBATSYS: Aislinn fails to counter Heavy Kick from Tiffany with Heaven's Drive.
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Aislinn 0/-------/=======|=======\===----\1 Tiffany
... and once again, Aislinn misjudges, and the listing of the ship just isn't helping; her hands in the wrong position to catch Tiffany, she instead takes the swinging kick straight in the stomach and she's thrown back against another section of wall that survived the landmines that blew up on it. But she's starting to get seriously cheesed off by the swing the match has taken--it's evident in her eyes.
Even if it doesn't touch anything else in her expression, her lavender eyes are practically burning with a righteous indignation...
Tiffany's own eyes, though they aren't quite on center at the moment, gaze across the room at Aislinn through the whisping smoke and flickering shadows, and show a strange bit of clarity and determination that either cuncussion... or the fight's intensity are giving her, "Ya might fight me, and ya might win...." she calls out, "... but you better not /underestimate/ me!" With that, she plants powerful legs against the nearest bulkhead (which is more like a ledge at the moment.) and dives toward the floor. Before her bungie kicks in, she's already spinning in a pirohette. She flips up as she rises, turning her spinning feet and the powerful legs that drive them toward Aislinn like a human drill bit!
"Wonderful Kick!"
COMBATSYS: Aislinn dodges Tiffany's Wonderful Kick.
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Aislinn 0/-------/=======|=------\-------\0 Tiffany
... Aislinn's first instinct: to stand and fight. But then, she reviews the last few moments of the fight and instead--she gets the hell out of dodge. She ducks down, then leaps straight up, letting her bungie cord accelerate her straight up as Tiffany lands right where she was... and once again, she reverses position, hitting the ceiling with her feet.
That grip is used to push her back downwards, plummeting towards Tiffany feet-first. Hey, it worked for the opening exchange--maybe it'll work again. And in any case, it may force Tiffany to move and thus help Aislinn regain some semblance of control--over her own faculties if not the fight.
COMBATSYS: Tiffany blocks Aislinn's Light Kick.
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Aislinn 0/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0 Tiffany
Sometimes, gambling on a power attack works. It can be the key to victory when you're on the brink of doom. And... things might have worked out poorly for Aislinn if Tiff's opponent had gone with her first impulse... or had she just not been fast enough. But Aislinn didn't, and she was, and Tiffany plants her feet heavily where the other was standing. She wheels up and crosses her arms in front of her face. For all of Tiffany's soft places, her arms are like iron bars, and the snap kick sends jolts of ache through the girl, but doesn't fell her.
Tiffany knows she's on her last legs, and that her next attack, in all likelihood, is her last chance to fell her foe. She leaps out backwards into the smokey void. Gathering up her last reserves, she builds the inner glow of pulsating chi, and thrusts her arm back, wheeling it through the air in a display Popeye would be proud of. Round and round and round the fist goes, where it stops, nobody knows... but Tiffany hopes!
Tiffany says, "GROOVY PUNCH!"
COMBATSYS: Aislinn dodges Tiffany's Groovy Punch.
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Aislinn 0/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0 Tiffany
Soft, hard... Aislinn has soft places too, they're just not as... puffy... as Tiffany's. Still, despite the girl's rather ridiculous appearance and the odd names of her attacks, if asked, Aislinn would make no bones of it--Tiffany is Serious Business(tm). Which is why, when Tiffany starts winding that punch up--tracing a glowy circle in the air--Aislinn simply waits until the last possible moment before... ducking.
Yeah, it's silly, but it works--as Aislinn once again tries to hammer this fight home--Tiffany's forward motion setting up the perfect opportunity for Aislinn to come up with a rising elbow to the chin--if it connects...!
COMBATSYS: Tiffany blocks Aislinn's Medium Punch.
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Aislinn 0/-------/=======|===----\-------\0 Tiffany
Tiffany's fist slams into the wall, which, all things considered, isn't as satisfying as if it was Aislinn's face. Still.... the metal wall actually gives under the combined assault of muscle, chi, and bone... creating a decent indentation that doesn't look like it should have come a cheerleader's fist.
Tiff shows again, that she's on the ball when it comes to blocking, bringing up a fist to interupt Aislinn's elbow. It sends a visible shock through her system, and she lets out a husky grunt with a hint of an ommph behind it. Nevertheless, though battered, bruised, and swaying, Tiffany stays on her feet, and counter-attacks with a wild punch of her own. It seems like she's running on determination and constitution more than anything else right now.
COMBATSYS: Aislinn dodges Tiffany's Strong Punch.
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Aislinn 0/-------/=======|===----\-------\0 Tiffany
Aislinn seems to have gotten her wish--she has at least some control over the fight now, or at least, over her fate. That wild punch is easily seen--but, perhaps wary of attempting to counterattack with the ship wildly bucking and swaying, Aislinn maintains her low stance, using her center of gravity like a fulcrum to swing her body around. This time, she goes left, in a low, leaning dodge...
Which then sees her plant her hands and spring upwards into a quick handstand kick, both feet flailing out rather blindly for Tiffany, seeking to bash the girl's face in with those flailing kicks which--despite the proximity to conductive water--flare with her sparking, red electrical chi.
While she is, too, hovering on that fine edge of exhaustion, she's much more calm and collected about it--but that's just the way she is.
COMBATSYS: Aislinn successfully hits Tiffany with Light Kick.
- Power hit! -
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Aislinn 1/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Tiffany
One thing Tiffany's pretty good at is taking one last good hit, absorbing it, and setting herself up for a final blow of her own. That's what was supposed to happen here. Except that instead of taking the handstand kick to the chin, she takes it to the trachea instead. Breath comes out of the girl in a sudden, terrible whistle, and she struggles to keep the dancing stars out of her eyes.... and to keep from falling off the ledge into the pile of scrap and shrapnel the floor far below has become... (though her bungie may save her from an untimely fate.) She struggles for breath, and breath comes... her throat is too tough to be crushed so easily... but it doesn't come fast enough. In a last ditch effort, she lunges herself at the other lady, thrusting her chest more by accident and sheer force of forward momentum (and how prominent her frontside is,) but she's already blacking out as her legs consume the rest of her oxygen.
Whether she hits or not, she manages to whisper before she blacks out, with a quirked smile, "Made... you... sweat."
COMBATSYS: Tiffany can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Tiffany successfully hits Aislinn with Chest Thrusting.
- Power hit! -
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COMBATSYS: Aislinn takes no action.
COMBATSYS: Aislinn can no longer fight.
Last-ditch efforts... Aislinn once again attempts to avoid Tiffany--but yet again, the ship pitches. It's too bad there's no cameras around because the picture would be a great one--and most guy fighters would kill to be KO'ed in such a manner--smashed in the face by a flying Tiffany's boobs. But however it goes...
Tiffany's out--but so is Aislinn, her head slammed against the floor of the deck. It's a Double K.O., and so now it's up to the touranment sponsors... but at least Katana's truck is well and truly out of the ship now, right? Kind of like squeezing a blackhead out of a pore.
Log created on 23:59:00 10/05/2007 by Aislinn, and last modified on 06:01:34 10/06/2007.