Description: Megadeth (1994). When an invasion force or Rugal's Elite lands on the Suiryuu, Elle gathers a ragtag band of Jinchuu loyalists to take their means of transportation in order to retain some cards for the future. Or so it seems. The Suiryuu loyalists show a strong start until the 'R' Elite pull out the stops and Elle finally plays the last card in her hand, sealing the battle's fate.
Normally, Elle has her team to back her up. It's something she's never taken for granted. A lot of time and effort has gone into creating a cohesive team. Nevertheless, twists of fate do occur from time to time. Elle just usually isn't a victim of it.
But the mercenary leader hardly seems concerned, considering the circumstances. She's stoic as she looks over the roster of 'troops' that she has available. She paces in front of them as she looks over what she has to work with.
Nikolai, the Russian who had, un until now, gone into deep hiding. The man has power, but is missing his arm and a good portion of sense. Then there's Blanka, the original wild man of Borneo that nearly took down her entire truck invasion force. Tiffany, the blonde schoolgirl bubblehead who looks like she should be talking about cute boys in the mall as opposed to fighting terrorists. Hotaru, the original kewpie doll. The only soldier she has left appears to be Aislinn, and the stoic lavender haired girl is really the only one Elle trusts.
Her boots step across the deck plating, and she looks them over. A ragtag group, yes. But not one that needs derision. After all, her team is a ragtag group of freaks, losers, and weirdos, and she makes them work.
Well. /Made/ anyway.
"Alright. This is the first time we've all worked as a team. We all have different styles, and we have no idea what's aboard those choppers," she says, looking into each of their eyes, finishing with Aislinn. The cyborg gets an additional nod. "We're at a disadvantage here, but at least the objective is pretty simple."
"Marise took a lot of information from me, including everything I know about you, and everything I know about this boat. Which means, frankly, there's a very high chance of death. But, if we don't get choppers so we can get off this miserable sardine can, we're all going to learn what it's like to be Rodem's squeaky chew toy."
"For those of you who /don't/ know," Elle says, turning around as she shifts step. "Rugal thinks killing is a bodily function. Rugal kills one person a day, post Wheaties, pre newspaper in the AM. He's a terrorist leader. Kind of like Cobra Commander, except less screeching like a homo and more pulling your intestines out your earhole."
"His cronies aren't much better. They're all a bunch of degenerates who think a good time is to crush things and make them go 'squeak'." She looks pointedly at Hotaru. "We, on the other hand, are a gimp, a bimbo, a doll, a monkey, Wednesday Adams, and one very put out mercenary. We are all very, very screwed."
She gestures to the landing pads. "However. It's never over until it's over. Luck could be on our side. I don't know. However, I intend to find a way off this thing, because I don't want to die because it's in some ninja's day planner for me to do so. So i repeat the plan, as simple as it is, one more time for you miserable lackwits."
"Get a chopper at all costs. Try not to die. Any questions?"
Meanwhile, aboard the Black Noah, one more member of Elle's ragtag team is crossing her arms and scowling at the ocean. "They stole my boat!" Momo declares. "I stole it first, they're not ALLOWED to steal it!" Looks like somebody's not going to be able to help after all.
It's like the last 24 hours are some sort of crazy headtrip gone terribly wrong. It's bat country all over again. First the 'simple' final conquest of the Suiryuu goes terribly awry, and Adelheid finds himself as the obvious catalyst for the forced retreat.... there's been time to 'atone' in some measure since then, however... even if the last result the 'R' invaders expected was to be fighting a war upon the Noah itself. The archaic fortress is like the dark doppleganger to the Suiryuu. No glamor, no shine, a grisly beast of war, no facade to hide the darkness within. The Black Noah lives up to its name, drowning others in its nearly demonic flood.
Such is the powerlust of those touched by gods. Is it a curse that carries from father to son? At least in legacy, it seems hard to avoid. And so the Bernstein heir fought, aboard the Black Noah, aboard its enigmatic, polished sister the Suiryuu, against anyone and everyone who stood against his father, in the end. With the defection of some of the Jinchuu's impromptu guerilla forces, the attacks on the Black Noah turned largely against the ninja-driven proletariat....
... and so the black winds began anew. The whirr of copters would be long since familiar to those on the great, mysteriously powerful superyacht - never quite ceasing, but pausing greatly in these past hours as 'R' forces were forced back or withdrew to defend the Noah from the unpredictable counterstrikes. Fewer choppers means fewer soldiers, and fewer soldiers means the 'R' forces are easier to push back for the capable fighters still aboard the Suiryuu. Obviously, the retaliation means that Rugal has to retaliate in kind.
... It's something Adelheid doesn't even need to be told. When he receives the summons back from their defensive positions to his father's forboding 'throne room', he comes asking for the details. It actually brings a slight, dark smile to Adelheid's face. It's nefarious, it's eye for an eye at its worst... and yet, this is war now, isn't it? With the stakes and passions he's seen thus far, the young Bernstein is back to operating in full-on professional mode, and so it is that the information is relayed to the rest of the strike team. It's an all-black uniformed squad of elite commandos that boards the copters. All-black armor, kevlar suit underweave, and the best military-issue gloves, boots, helmets, and assorted hardware there is. It's a fairly typical assault squad, at first glance.
The first wave seeking to re-establish a hold on the Suiryuu lands as the military chopper's approach predictably heralded.... and the doors swing wide, to admit the Invaders.
... wait a second. Wouldn't the status quo dictate suppression fire and flung grenades? Whoever's closest to the landing site had better be quick with the thinking... and the moving.
First out of the chopper, or maybe last, Birdie falls from the sky like a meteor. A black meteor burning up in re-entry. It almost looked like the chopper had dropped a bomb as he fell out and came down. And when he lands? It almost feels like one too.
Sticking the landing heavily on two feet, Birdie's stunned momentarily, shaking the boat as he does. He looks about, getting back to his full height, which means slouching over like an ogre, resting on his hands. "Haha... good to be back to this ship. I'll have fun ripping your boards apart." He hates this ship. Bad blood. Perhaps it's the beating my girls and Yamakazi. Hmmm.
Tiffany is the Bimbo. She just knows it. She sulks quietly... well, pouts, really. She restrains from playing with her hair or doing anything else stereotypically ditzy, though, instead opting for putting her fists together and slowly, methodically cracking and popping her knuckles and fingers, meticulous manicured nails and all, and sets her jaw as pugnaciously as she can.
Of course, the fact that she's currently dressed in a fetching red-and-black two-piece swimsuit with a blue bandana, swim-goggles, and sandles... kind of ruins her grim and tough demenor.
Her knuckles pop pretty loudly, though. Doesn't that count for something?
Right behind Birdie is another mountain of meat, falling to the ground like a smart bomb into the bunker of some Iraqi defensive position during Desert Storm. The meat missile's already determined a target... one that seems rather conspicuous. Crashing to the deck, the giant's form is revealed through a cloud of debris... to be a Texan.
Straightening up, the man is easily identifiable by his size, despite clad head to toe in black. Only one man looks like Brian Battler, and that's Brian Battler. Pausing just long enough to light a cigar with a wooden match struck against his chin, the Texan's eyes track to his target. Blonde. Bounding off the line like a bull out of the gate, the former linebacker charges the bubble-headed one and tries to sock her one in the jaw.
Just like college dating. If her mascara runs down her face, too, that'll be even better.
Soon enough the helicopter sheds something it distinctly should not: a slender feminine form, wrapped up in dark skirts and... not looking anything like what was expected. Mature has had her chance to play, these past few days; and now Vice has been let out of the cage, to slake off some of that perpetual Riot in the only way she can. The time for craftiness and cunning, it seems, has passed.
She lands lightly just beneath the hovering vehicle, sinking into a deep, prowling three-point stance in the shadows the helicopter stitches thickly across the deck. Pulling a black glove from her right hand with her teeth, she drops it to the deck with a bland carelessness as she licks along the edge of a canine: dragging the other glove free with a clawed hand.
Feral, dark eyes focus on the closest target: Elle. White teeth bare instantly as Vice lunges clear out of her deceptively-calm stillness, her clawed hands making a beeline to set, side-by-side, into Elle's face-- and then rake apart.
It would seem Rugal's secretary has been locked up a little too long: she's even holding her tongue, in favor of simply going straight for blood.
It's times like these that being a mainstay in the public fighting circuits pays off, it seems. Adelheid steps off the copter amidst the strike team, biding his time with an almost detached air. His unusual, crimson gaze sweeps the battlefield as the combatants erupt into motion. He's dressed in the 'R' soldier armor, sans headgear, with no apparent weapons... not that the son of Rugal Bernstein is known to need, or even prefer such armaments. No, he flexes one gloved hand tightly into his palm, instead, and lifts a hand to speak into his small, high-tech earpiece, "Birdie, make it permanent: Take down your old boss. Kirishima, cage that beast..." And of course, then there's Brian and Vice. Well, "Good, Battler, Vice." He doesn't even bother to speak the rest into the radio, "Do that." He murmurs, before darting off across the battlefield himself, towards the only wildcard he's aware of on the field of battle just this moment: The foreign gangster with the pointy object. Adelheid's lead isn't witty commentary, he crosses the deck of the Suiryuu in the blink of an eye, all but gliding into a sudden, sliding elbow even with Nikolai's jaw.
The fact of the matter is, Kurow Kirishima is not a particularly big fan of orders. When he hears Adelheid tell him precisely who to target mid-dive from the chopper, he can't help but think: 'I should be giving the orders here.' But just the same, the disguised Kirishima, today wearing the black uniform of the "R" mercenaries and sporting the breathing mask that obscures his face completely, accepts this for what it is: a temporary arrangement that can /certainly/ be discarded if it later becomes inconvenient.
"Ten-four," he says into his own radio as he hits the deck, taking on the stance of a long-time enemy of "R": the leader of the Ikari Warriors, Heidern. He immediately snaps to face the green beast that he's been assigned to target, and wastes no time in making his chosen fighting style immediately obvious; lunging forward, he swings an arm around his entire body, a white flash of what could be energy or simple metal encircling his entire form and seeking to cut Blanka down the middle. As if it wasn't obvious enough, he says, voice flat and firm, "Kill!" as he slashes.
COMBATSYS: Vice successfully hits Elle with Death Blow.
- Power hit! -
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Birdie 0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Hotaru
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Elle's fought a lot of things. Orochi power's not one of them. As Rugal's secretary comes in to tear Elle's face apart, she succeeds. The stoic Blackjack leader's face receives a set of five gouging lines, the flesh torn from her face pulling across her forehead, cheek, and eye.
All she can do it let out a sharp shout. Pulling herself back as blood pools in her eye socket, she lets out a sharp cough. She can't take too much of that.
Effectively blinded in one eye, she immediately starts spitting out orders. "Alright people! Unless we can take one of these assholes down in a good flat volley, we're done for! Everyone use the buddy system and pick your poison! Aislinn! Two pair!" Code words? Maybe. Elle reaches behind her back, pulling free twin Katars. The sharp, deadly blades shimmer with some sort of power. Arms leave afterimages as she seeks to repay the R agent in kind, by ramming two hands full of triple blades into Vice's face.
COMBATSYS: Tiffany blocks Brian's Fierce Punch.
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Birdie 0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Hotaru
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|-------\-------\0 Blanka
Tiffany is the Bimbo. She just knows it. She sulks quietly... well, pouts, really. She restrains from playing with her hair or doing anything else stereotypically ditzy, though, instead opting for putting her fists together and slowly, methodically cracking and popping her knuckles and fingers, meticulous manicured nails and all, and sets her jaw as pugnaciously as she can.
Of course, the fact that she's currently dressed in a fetching red-and-black two-piece swimsuit with a blue bandana, swim-goggles, and sandles... kind of ruins her grim and tough demenor.
Her knuckles pop pretty loudly, though. Doesn't that count for something?
Then, the Chaos of the battle begins, and Tiffany finds herself on the receiving end of a human freight train. Tiffany squeaks in surprise and brings up her arms across her face. The force of the barely contained blow sends her cleats scraping across the floor of the deck. Why does she have cleats on sandles? You'll see in a moment! Smirking slightly as she pulls back, Tiffany grits her teeth andmutters, "Nice punch." to Brian. Then, suddenly, she lunges forward, head over heels, and snaps one of her feet up at the bruiser's own jaw-bone, "What'cha think of my kick?!"
Right. This promises to be ugly, if anything. Elle's meaningful look is returned briefly, and blandly, by the Silent Assassin, in the moments before -all hell breaks loose-. And break loose it does, as 'R' people and former Blackjackers swarm off the ship. Good god. This is no organized battle--this is pure chaos and things are going to get ugly real quick.
Really, it's just the kind of environment that Aislinn was developed for. Fortunately, she has no need to yell out attack names or do anything of the sort; she simply -moves-. Orders given and accepted, as she lunges in for Vice, going low where Elle goes high--dropping to a crouch and seeking to sweep Vice's feet out from underneath her with a low right kick... her right leg flaring with red-white electrical chi as she sweeps it out.
Hotaru is on the deck because she was told this was the place to be to help defend the poor, besieged Suiryuu. Her loyalty to the ninjas running the tournament is dubious at best, but the teen in charge of security on the vessel is a friend of hers and she isn't going to abandon Sakura... Besides, at this point, the only place to 'run' to is a jump into the water. Which leaves escape options slim.
The girl is quiet as Elle breaks out the marching orders. Yeah, nothing about anything the Blacjack leader just said sounds pleasant in the slightest. The young Kenpo artist's shoulders slouch a little. She doesn't want to be squished. Still, with the forces Hiretsu launched over to the Suiryuu, that means that all of the elites are going to be occupied over there, right? A glance is cast over the people standing by her. Tiffany, Blanka, Aislinn... her personal experience with each of them tells her that they're strong. Siezing the chopper from a bunch of grunts should be easy enough.
And then Birdie's heavy feet stomp against the deck and Hotaru's eyes widen. That's not a grunt. That's a Big Grunt! Followed by a second thunk as Brian hits the deck. And then more. The girl's complexion pales. She doesn't know that any of those coming out of the copters are Rugal Bernstein, but they all look like major trouble regardless. Heart rate picking up as the battle is joined, Hotaru decides to back up her friend from Pacific, Tiffany, but charging at Brian in an atttempt to blindside him.
If she gets a grip on one of his hefty arms, she'll try to use the leverage to deliver a sequence of painful kicks up the front of him before backflipping through the air and giving herself distance to consider her next move.
COMBATSYS: Kurow successfully hits Blanka with Yami Kagura.
- Power hit! -
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Birdie 0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Hotaru
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Blanka doesn't believe in 'team', or at least has a hard time understanding it. He's always had to rely on himself in the past, in the jungle where.. really, noone was around but himself. He'd learned a bit about teamwork from Dan 'The Man' Hibiki, and now he's planning on practicing it more. He rubs at his shoulders, idly getting the water out of his hair, having been drenched most recently by being bodily hurled off the ship - the fact that he'll be helping pay back? This is even better. Aafter all, Rugal probably has something personal going on - since the last time Blanka saw the man, it was with a giant melon on his head. Er, Rugal's, not Blanka's.
Blanka bounds forwards as the invaders land, green hands diging into the superstructure, his eyes sparking with blue-white electicity. He looks between threats quickly, trying to make his choice of attack, instantly settling in on one of the large warriors, figuring them to be the deadliest. In this case, this means that one Brian Battler is going to be the intended target of Blanka's jungle wrath! Which.. may have to wait! Instead of being able to leap towards the foe he chose, his foe is chosen /for/ him. Suddenly, a hand slices around Blanka's frame, and the word 'Kill' is echoed in his ears. He howls in pain as he feels the cut skin part, blood flowing freely. But he does not falter, and his hands reach out, giant claws going for Kurow Kirishima's shoulders. Eyes spark wildly, and his bestial voice is for Kurow and Kurow alone. "Not 'Kill'... Eat!!!!" With that, his mouth opens inhumanly wide and he latches forwards, aiming to give Kurow a rather serious awm-nomming.
COMBATSYS: Nikolai blocks Adelheid's Medium Punch.
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Birdie 0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Hotaru
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|===----\-------\0 Blanka
It's been a very very long few weeks for Nikolai Tippin. There comes a point in a mans life where enough is just simply enough. For the entirety of the 'motivational speech' and 'mission briefing', the tall mans eyes are locked on Elles, not straying for even a second. There are a good hundred things he could be muttering under his breath right now.
But he doesn't. The truth is, he's starting to get tired of everything and everyone, and this is something that finally does benefit him in the long run, or so he thinks. Any questions? Silence is his answer. And just like that the crap hits the fan. He's forced to look to Adelheid, apparently in time to see the elbow coming toward his jaw. Instead it smacks into his gloved palm, brushed to the side and with the same motion reaches to cup the back of the young Bernsteins head. The intend after would be to slam his knee into the gut and flip him right over said knee onto the ground.
Now, Hotaru can help her friend from the pacific as much as she wants. It's just that there might be a difference of issues. Hotaru might be the one who needs help. Birdie looks around and sees Elle, and many other R groups, but he only sees one Hotaru, and she's beginning to strike at Brian.
Well, that's no good. So Birdie does the only thing he knows how. Be a thug. Moving sluggishly as he see's the girl looking the other way, he almost tries to surprise her from behind. And if he does get the drop on her? It's not going to be pretty.
"Haha. We keep meeting in bad places chick-a-dee!" Birdie calls as he rears back a fist, and just launches it at Hotaru full force towards the back of her head. But it's a pretty big hand. He'll probably hit more than just a head if it does hit.
COMBATSYS: Brian Toughs Out Tiffany's Heavy Kick!
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Birdie 0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Hotaru
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|===----\-------\0 Blanka
COMBATSYS: Brian blocks Hotaru's Shin-Jou Tai.
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Birdie 0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Hotaru
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|===----\-------\0 Blanka
Brian smirks as Tiffany appreciates his punch. As she brings her foot up to kick him, he simply sticks his chin out and lets her tag him in the jaw. "To tell the truth," he says as the foot comes away, "I ain't that impressed, missy." His plans on turning Tiffany's head into a canoe with his fist is delayed slightly as Hotaru yanks on his arm and runs up him. Quickly turning around, he allows her to run up him, but not up his front... No, she gets to run up his back. Where he's got lots of muscle and bone that keeps him safe from injury.
Spinning back around, Brian decides that continuing the SHOCK AND AWE is required. Hotaru may have hopped away, but the blonde remains. So. Leaping up and flipping over, the massive man hopes to catch Tiffany's head between his knees, then use gravity to whip her hard into the deck.
Hurricanrana Brian is expected to make landfall soon...
COMBATSYS: Aislinn successfully hits Vice with Medium Kick.
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Birdie 0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 0/-------/--=====|-------\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Hotaru
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COMBATSYS: Vice fails to interrupt Ace of Spades from Elle with Gore Fest.
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Birdie 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Hotaru
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A mad grin cracks Vice's pretty face as she hears Adelheid's voice in her ear, the note of cold approval having the same sort effect as a dog being told it's done well. Her talons dig deep, splashing a pattern of blood across the deck, and Vice... fails to dance back or retreat as some other, more prudent fighters might. She remains right in Elle's face even as the woman moves to retaliate, that deranged smile still patterning coldly across her mouth; the expression a cruel-edged crescent of white, cut into her shadowed face.
She leans clear -into- Elle's attack, weathering the cold bite of those blades without so much as a change in expression. She tears through them, clear at Elle, her intent gaze promising further pain if she can get her claws sunk in-- but fortunately for Elle, Aislinn gets in beneath the Orochi woman's guard. The swiping kick interrupts Vice's forward momentum, taking her off her feet, and she hits the ground with a snarl and a skidding roll: twisting back to her feet some distance away, preening the copious blood from her face like a cat.
COMBATSYS: Nikolai successfully hits Adelheid with Quick Throw.
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Birdie 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Vice 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Hotaru
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|===----\-------\0 Blanka
WHUNF! The air rushes out of Adelheid's lungs as Nikolai's deft defense leaves him overextended and faced with running full-on into the Russian's helpful clutches. Flipped up and over, Adelheid lands heavy on the ground, but doesn't miss a beat. Heavily booted feet kick out, and the young Bernstein all but flips back into a crouch, spinning about to face Nikolai once more as he rises, one black-gloved hand darting out with scorpion quickness for the apparently capable wildcard's face.
Not the most orthodox tactics, but then Adelheid doesn't seem to consider Nikolai an orthodox man... A cursory glance yields worry that they might already need to adapt... chaotic team or no, there has to be some cohesion, right? For now, the immediate goal is getting that grip... and /exploding/ Nikolai's head, point blank, with a ragged gout of concussive, shearing wind power.
COMBATSYS: Blanka successfully hits Kurow with Wild Fang.
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Birdie 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Vice 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Nikolai
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The Ikari-trained invader doesn't quite make it out of the way in time, and Blanka's bites land true, leaving some nasty gashes on him; it takes him a little while to even pull out of that crushing oral grip. "Damn, I knew we were up against something tough, but they don't pay me /half/ enough for this," he groans, rolling his shoulder a little. "Should've stuck with the boss..." However, that moment of bellyaching passes quickly, and soon it's back to the proverbial grindstone.
And /away/ from Blanka. A man like the sort he's impersonating would probably back off after the first bite attempt, at least for a little while, he thinks -- switch to more conventional opponents, certainly. It's this that turns his attention toward the so-called 'bimbo' of Pacific High, and the disguised youth leaps toward her in an attempt at one of the most deadly techniques of the Ikari Warriors: the Neck Rolling Slashes. Trying to sink his hands into her neck as he flies forward, he converts that forward momentum to a series of whirls around her body, eventually stopping himself by snagging her head with his arm and bringing her face-first to the ground.
Weapons are stowed away with a sharp snapping sound, and Elle straightens back up. A hand motions to Aislinn. Two fingers, motioning forward. Press the attack is the action conveyed, and Elle readies herself for another attack.
But it doesn't happen. With a grim look, the mercenary commander begins to fill the air with charged particles, the electrical power coursing through her veins as she concentrates. The heat rises, the smell of ozone fills the air, and the blood that tricles from her hideous wounds boils away intoa fine red mist. Already the seeping is slowing, but Elle's not going to sit around and just watch herself stop bleeding.
A hand is raises, and the woman tenses her fingers. Power rips forth from her arm as the sharp bolt of lightning shoots forth, lighting Aislinn's attack path as she tries to blast Vice into a barbecued cinder.
COMBATSYS: Tiffany dodges Brian's Strong Throw.
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Birdie 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Hotaru
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|====---\-------\0 Blanka
COMBATSYS: Kurow successfully hits Tiffany with Circle Slash.
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Birdie 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/----===|=======\-------\1 Tiffany
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Vice 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0 Hotaru
> /////////////////////// ]
|====---\-------\0 Blanka
Tiffany pauses as her cleats have next to no effect on this monster of a man. But... they're cleats! On specially designed re-enforced sandles! She spent a lot of money on these babies! When her friend Hotaru tries to lend a hand, she smiles, but lets out a shout as someone comes gunning for her gal-pal, "Hotaru! Watch out!"
Then, there comes the grappling with the knees, and Tiffany decides to opt out of that, sneering at Brian, "Ew. No.
The ducking roll that allows her to squirm out of his grasp and somersault across the deck unfortunately puts herself right in the path of an onrushing Kurow. She lets out a squeal, and tries to brace herself for it, but mostly ends up taking it on the chin... or on the upper back and the neck, as the case may be. Also the face. This does not please Tiffany.... for, face as red as a fire-hydrant, she plants her feet on the deck and lunges up, swinging an arm for Kurow's face, boxing-glove first! "One at a time, boys!
Success. It appears as though Aislinn's efforts have, at least, saved Elle from the cost of buying a new face. Or at least having Tran do some work on her. She isn't sure what Tran's medical specialty is but she figures that reconstructive surgery -probably- isn't it. Still... Elle's set the target and Aislinn merely following up on it. She knows Elle's power well--and she has no desire to get caught up in it at all.
So she stays back--at least long enough for that energy to rip through the air. Actually, she's backpedaling some... then she leaps into the air, bringing her hands together, clasped--energy flowing as she blazes it out into a meter-long, twn-edged blade of that red-white lightning, a blade that she wants to bring down through Vice's body.
COMBATSYS: Adelheid successfully hits Nikolai with Scorpion Deathlock.
- Power hit! -
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Birdie 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/----===|======-\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0 Hotaru
> /////////////////////// ]
|====---\-------\0 Blanka
Nikolai knew it'd take more than that to take Adelheid down for the count, but perhaps the message has come across clearly, that he's no sitting duck within the field of youngsters. However he, for some reason, doesn't seem to be ready for the counter-attack at all. Grabbed and exploded, the force is enough to knock him back and down, but only briefly. He's up just like that, reaching for Adelheids hair to pull him down into his left knee, then the right, releaseing on the second strike.
COMBATSYS: Hotaru dodges Birdie's Medium Punch.
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Birdie 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/----===|======-\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0 Hotaru
> /////////////////////// ]
|====---\-------\0 Blanka
Perhaps it's Tiffany's call that gives the small Kenpo artist a chance of avoiding getting the back of her head smashed in by the rampaging Birdie - the girl ducking down as his fist clears the top of her scalp by half an inch. He's probably familiar with her speed. He's faced it before. Sometimes smashing the fragile fighter around, other times finding her incredibly difficult to catch. Remains to be seen what this time is.
From her crouch, the girl spins on her toes, coming back up to try and slam three powerful palm strikes directly into his stomach - right, left, right. "YA!" Everything else is happening too fast for her to keep up on. Focusing on one familiar ugly mug is the best bet for now.
Tasty, tasty bad guy. Blanka gets a few good bites in before the other man rips away, and turns. Long arms reach out, barely missing a grab and a yank right back in there for more friendly noshing. Instead, he's left alone, and his original plan is drawn right back into action. That plan involves the giant mountain of man that is Brian Battler.
With Brian already leaping into midair as he tries to latch onto his opponent, Blanka covers the ground with a leap, a turn, and then he curls up into a ball of spiky-haired speed, not unlike a blue-furred game character that shall remain anonymous. Building speed, he bounds forwards, and tries to slam into Brian, to take him off his stride, and provide epic distraction to what he plans!
COMBATSYS: Birdie fails to interrupt Strong Punch from Hotaru with Murderer Chain.
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/----===|======-\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0 Hotaru
> ////////////////////// ]
|===----\-------\0 Blanka
Birdie's in the perfect position to receive her blows. The multiple punches coming for his chest in a short period of time. Oh, he can do this. He begins unraveling his chains and even tries to grab the girls hands in the heavy links as she punches, but it seems just too difficult for Birdie to get a hold of Hotaru's hands!
So instead, the punches just break into his chest, one after another after another. They're not terribly painful, they're just there. And that's all there is to say really. Birdie can take a lot more than that. "Haha... I'm gunna getcha. And when I do you better hope that my hands are slippery chick-a-dee." Birdie laughs. His teeth are still fine after all.
COMBATSYS: Brian Toughs Out Blanka's Vertical Rolling!
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0 Hotaru
> ////////////////////// ]
|====---\-------\0 Blanka
Crashing to the deck, Brian grunts. He missed. Dammit. Rolling back onto his feet, he turns to face Tiffany again, only to see the soldier work her like a puppet. Well, that makes life that much easier. Out of the corner of his eye, though, he sees motion. Spinny green motion, and it's heading his way. Stepping into the swirling mass of bestial humanoid, the Texan sticks his hand out and practically catches the balled up Blanka like Lucky catches basketballs.
"Nuh-uh," he says, rearing back. "I don't play that way, Sonic." Spinning on his heel, Brian balls his fists together and sends a glowing arced hammer blow down, hoping to bounce Blanka off the Suiryuu like he was playing four square.
COMBATSYS: Elle successfully hits Vice with High Voltage.
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\1 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 1/------=/=======|-------\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0 Hotaru
> ////////////////////// ]
|====---\-------\0 Blanka
COMBATSYS: Aislinn successfully hits Vice with Lightning Blade.
- Power hit! -
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\1 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 1/----===/=======|=------\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0 Hotaru
> ////////////////////// ]
|====---\-------\0 Blanka
A blood-drenched snarl of a grin is the only response Vice makes to Elle's obvious signal to press the attack, as the Orochi woman stretches languorously to her feet. Her right hand has remained quite firmly pressed to her face all this time-- but it's not out of pain. It's to stifle the unsettling, almost girlish laughter that seeps like a disease through her stained fingers.
Her hand slides down her face as that laughter quits, swinging to her side lazily with a splash of blood. The paired attacks blast into her moments afterwards, the Orochi woman seeming to make only a cursory attempt to defend herself against the assault. The forked patterns of lightning print their angry way across her clothing, burning the flesh beneath intensely, and her voice lifts into a howl of dubious sanity and considerable pain-- but there is a disturbing note of enjoyment lingering about her voice. It really has been too long.
Her head lowers, that long howl twisting down into a wordless, deep snarl of rage. She lunges clear at Aislinn, the closer of the pair: aiming to slam into the girl with her full weight thrown behind her shoulder.
COMBATSYS: Adelheid dodges Nikolai's Pizdy vlomit'.
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\1 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 1/----===/=======|=------\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0 Hotaru
> ////////////////////// ]
|====---\-------\0 Blanka
Alright... Nikolai is blasted away, giving Adelheid a moment to track the chaotic melee transpiring all around him on the deck of this pleasure ship gone horribly, horribly wrong. It's almost enough to give him pause... maybe it's just the sight of Birdie going /off/ on that Futaba girl, instead of following the mission parameters. Some things are still hard for the less-insane Bernstein to parse, you see. But one thing is clear: Things are not going well for Vice against the 21-in-2 teamup of Aislinn and Elle. Rather than shouting orders, Adelheid is silent: and fast.
He darts back as Nikolai attempts to resume the attack, apparently fleeing from the gangster... if he weren't heading straight in for the team's makeshift leader. Adelheid slides in low, and at the last moment, shoves upwards with all the force of both his legs.
A singular, sweeping rotation accompanies the rising, axeing kick, a gleaming edge of silvery chi erupting along the path with cleaving force. It's a good thing Elle's too tough to be ripped in two. Right?
COMBATSYS: Kurow dodges Tiffany's Groovy Knuckle.
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\1 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 1/----===/=======|=------\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/------=|====---\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0 Hotaru
> ////////////////////// ]
|====---\-------\0 Blanka
"You've got to be kidding me," the apparent foot-soldier groans as he whirls hard to one side, pulling his body out of the way of Tiffany's punch easily enough; a quick whirl is what saves him, and he's on the offensive just as fast. "You're not going to simply beg out of being assaulted. Now, if you /help/ us..." Lowering his whole body, the man finishes, "... that'd be a different story!" as he takes to the air.
His body flips forward, his head pointed directly at Ms. Lords; her face may soon once again be subject to a great deal of pain, this time coming from the apparent ex-Ikari's sharp, cutting hands. If nothing else, he proves himself relentless -- and now that he's found an ideal target, he doesn't seem to be ready to disengage any time soon... not even to help his secretarial colleague, who he notices is having quite a few problems lately.
COMBATSYS: Elle blocks Adelheid's Genocide Cutter.
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|=======\=------\1 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 1/----===/=======|=------\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0 Hotaru
> ////////////////////// ]
|====---\-------\0 Blanka
Damn straight she is. Adelheid's a bastard to battle. She's fought him before. Nevertheless, Elle's just one hell of a tough chick. The genocide Cutter rips towards her like the smite of an angry God. She hunkers down, and is almost thrown back by the nasty hit.
But all she takes is some arm bruising from the blow. "Break!" The woman says. "Busted," is the woman's utterance as she pulls back, leaving Aislinn to face the severely battered but still dangerous Vice alone. The woman immediately turns around, and scans the feild of battle. And she almost smiles. A hand is raised.
A /gigantic/ bolt of devestating white lightning bursts forth from her hand towards Brian.
COMBATSYS: Tiffany blocks Kurow's Fierce Strike.
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\1 Tiffany
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Vice 1/----===/=======|=------\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0 Hotaru
> ////////////////////// ]
|====---\-------\0 Blanka
Tiffany moves her fists up in a rather classic sequence of blocks. She's already looking quite griddle-faced. Kurow's assault has exasperbated the tennis racket marks the girl sufdfered earlier in the tourney. Now she's nopt about to let her face get all cut up and diced into the bargain. She frowns, "Is this your way of trying to recruit? Heya, honey, wanna join us? By the way, stab to the face! If so..."
Her arms glow with blazing pink light and flowing afterimages of hearts as she barrages at Kurow with punches a plenty, "You need better pick-up lines, Chuckles!"
COMBATSYS: Vice successfully hits Aislinn with Misanthrope.
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 1/-======/=======|=====--\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0 Hotaru
> ////////////////////// ]
|====---\-------\0 Blanka
The attack, when it comes, comes with surprising speed. Vice is upon her before Aislinn realizes it, almost. She has no real defensive choices--except to try and move with the blow. But even with her enhanced reflexes, she's hit before she's ready--slammed by Vice's full weight and sent flying... only to find herself flying towards a bulkhead.
With an act of supreme concentration, she flips around, 'landing' feet-first... and pushing off, flying right -back- at Vice. She doesn't barrel into the Orochi-blooded OL, though--she lands a few paces away and then starts spinning, arms held out. It's like a fast-spin version of Zangief's Double Lariat--Aislinn spinning like a top and buzzing right for Vice's position.
It's all a big mess right now. Once Adelheid manages to escape Nikolai's clutches, and seems to go toward Elle, he can't help but actually smirk a little. Just a glance tells him what happened and his new plan goes into action, his movements slightly staggered but still quick in its own right.
Aislinn isn't Vice's only problem now, his cross tire-iron unclicks from his belt, crouches and he strikes low, in contrast to Aislinn's high. He's going for a vicious swing toward the womans kneecap.
The palm strikes don't really seem to put much of a dent in Birdie. It's like hitting a punching bag made out of reinforced steel. If anything she might just end up hurting her own hand just as bad trying tactics like that. She was lucky as it was that he didn't quite snag her as she landed the strikes in the first place.
Taking a couple steps back from him as he taunts her again, Hotaru winces, remembering what happened when he did get a grip on her in that fight on the street so long ago. Trying her luck against him again seems like taking quite the chance... But she hasn't really had the opportunity to scan the rest of the fight for viable targets either. Time to fall back on some of that ranged fire power the girl can bring to bear, she decides, taking a risk in turning her side toward Birdie for an instant as he forearm flares blue just before she unleashes a vibrant chiblast in the direction of Brian. "YA!"
COMBATSYS: Blanka endures Brian's Brian Hammer.
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 1/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 1/-======/=======|=====--\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Hotaru
> //////////////// ]
|=======\-------\0 Blanka
Caught like a basketball - Blanka has a second to look up at Brian, eyes going 'blink blink' like Puss in Boots. Wide, open eyes, full of hopeful innocence, certain to soothe the savage Battler. He offers a tentative fangy smile too, all full of hopefulness. And then, er... The slam. Dropped just enough to let Brian bring his hands down, Blanka can't move, oh no. Can't get out of the way. But he can change his angle.
The impact slams Blanka into the deck, the steel structure denting down - but Blanka moves through the pain. Bounding with the energy, he leaps forwards, aimed for the other large man, intent on barreling through Birdie with the full weight of his bestial form. If that weren't enough, well - Blanka's body erupts into lightning at the point of impact, a snazzy crackle that echoes through the air and brings the scent of ozone to everyone's nose..
COMBATSYS: Blanka successfully hits Birdie with Direct Lightning.
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Birdie 1/--=====/=======|==-----\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 1/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 1/-======/=======|=====--\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Hotaru
> //////////////// ]
|==-----\-------\0 Blanka
Now. If there's one thing Birdie can't stand. That's people ignoring him. He's hard to ignore. He's pretty large. He's black. He's barely wearing a shirt. It takes a lot to tunnel vision him out. But Hotaru does it anyways. Well, that's her own problem. Not Birdies! So Birdie does the easiest think he possibly can think of.
Throwing a fist towards Hotaru, he's blind sided out of nowhere by Blanka, being take down before he can even throw the punch. Just blindsided. It's disgusting. As Blanka leaps upon him and electrocutes himself, Birdie just fries. He fries GOOD. The man shakes like it's an electric chair, but when it's all over, he gets back up again. Just like that.
Without a real option, he tosses Blanka off of him, and moves towards the first thing he can. Tiffany. Pissed and unprovoked, Birdie lunges at Tiffany, head forward before landed besides her. Grabbing her shoulders if he's able, he beats his head against hers, and as a last move, cuts down before trying to use his hair to vault her up... and over him. ALL UNPROVOKED.
It's like a Rhino attack.
COMBATSYS: Brian endures Elle's ACDC.
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 1/---====/=======|-------\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 1/-======/=======|=====--\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Hotaru
> //////////////// ]
|==-----\-------\0 Blanka
COMBATSYS: Hotaru successfully hits Brian with Hakki Shou.
- Power hit! -
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 1/=======/=======|-------\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 1/-======/=======|=====--\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
> //////////////// ]
|==-----\-------\0 Blanka
After bouncing Blanka against the deck like a superball, Brian turns around and finds himself on the recieving end of an arc of lightning. This bolt makes him shudder and stagger back... Only to be knocked back further as a blue bolt of ouch smacks him in the groin. This spins him, and he loses sense of left and right for a moment.
Buh.
There's only one thing left to do right now, yeah? Cause someone pain. As he stops spinning, his gaze falls upon someone and the mountain charges. Who towards? His first target. Tiffany. Giant mitts reaching out, the Texan tries to get a grip on the sweet young thang (heh heh heh) so he can grab her by the ankles (heh heh heh) and do what he wants with her (heh heh heh).
...What? He's gonna slam her head into the deck repeatedly. You sick, sick people.
That comes later.
COMBATSYS: Vice endures Aislinn's Whirlwind Lariat.
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|=======\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
> //////////////// ]
|==-----\-------\0 Blanka
COMBATSYS: Nikolai successfully hits Vice with Medium Strike.
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|=======\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
> //////////////// ]
|==-----\-------\0 Blanka
Vice skids to a stop in the wake of her successful blow, only to see Aislinn come rocketing back at her. The reaction to this sight is startling and somewhat unsettling, to say the least-- Vice simply braces, throwing her weight forwards and letting her stance sink into a powerful mantle, and fixes a -stare- on Aislinn. The maddened assassin is veritably panting with fury, teeth bared in a silent snarl, sunk so deep into the Riot her eyes have gone a gleaming red. Bloodstained talons coil in anticipation-- but they're not what is brought to bear against the incoming girl.
The strike towards her knee hits solidly, but in her state... Vice pretty much just ignores it. She leaps clear through the blow, meeting Aislinn's attack head-on with little regard for the damage it causes: and then she twists in the air, her long legs scything around in an attempt to lock about the girl's neck. Should that hold succeed, her lithe body will snap harshly several times: slamming Aislinn into the ground no less than twice, before the anklelock is released to send the girl crashing to the ground.
Nowhere is it clearer than confronting some of the more dangerous members of Blackjack - on his own team and the opposition, in this case - that the Suiryuu's passengers aren't exactly very calm victims. No, Rugal had a purpose in coming here... but it's only chaos that the two cursed ships have left in their wake. He lands out of the fierce technique as Elle blasts her energies off for Brian, and Vice... almost miraculously... seems to be weathering the still constant assaults. And coming out swinging.
There's no time to hesitate, not if they're going to salvage this renewed beachead... and that's just what the Bernstein heir intends to do, joining Vice in her assault on Aislinn. The ideal situation will be plucking up a dazed operative from the deck after the deadly Orochi 'secretary' concludes her own brutal plans... but Adelheid will take grabbing her out of whatever defensive maneuvers, as well. Either way, his intent is the same:
Jack Aislinn up by her collar, and /blast/ off with sudden, gravity-defying intensity. His form would fly forward at suddenly breakneck pace, across the deck, straight for the rail seperating the Suiryuu's solid ground.... from the roiling surf below. The clear intent would be to put Aislinn /through/ that railing, back first.
COMBATSYS: Kurow full-parries Tiffany's Groovy Special!
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/-----==|=====--\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 1/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
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|==-----\-------\0 Blanka
Vice and Adelheid, Birdie and Brian -- both of the pairs fold in on one opponent, Kurow notices; it would likely do him well to join them -- except that he's got Tiffany coming toward him, something which he has to deal with, /now/. Leaping up toward her punches, the disguised Kirishima shows off one of the feats of athleticism that mark his style -- he catches onto one of Tiffany's strikes and then propels himself /off/ of it, first placing one hand on her arm to steady it before putting both of his feet squarely on her boxing glove and launching away.
On the one hand, his course puts him right toward Aislinn, ready to help Vice and Adelheid. ... on the other hand, getting in the thick of that explosion of power might not be the smartest, and there's another target who could muck the whole business up right next to them: Nikolai.
The black-suited invader speeds forward, trying something that is very much /not/ an Ikari technique -- or at least, not one of Heidern's. He starts to turn in midair, his hand coating itself in a swirling mixture of blinding white and inky black chi... and as he nears Nikolai, he finally drives it forward with all that momentum, possibly plowing clean through him. Just as important, however, is the aftermath -- he keeps going for a few feet after the punch, and rather than simply being propelled, a strange pulling sensation driven by that same chi drags Nikolai along for the ride.
While Elle's cobbled together mess of a crew is faring well for the time being, Elle knows it's only a matter of time before things break down. As Tiffany has the two Lords of Hamhanded Death streaking out her and Aislinn about to get obliterated by Vice and Adelheid, she concentrates.
Electricity rises from her body, crackling as it leaps from the ground.
"Hotaru!" She says, her voice raising only in decibel, not in tone. "You remember when I told you that I owed you one?"
Her eyes open as she turns her head to look at the girl. "I'm cashing that one in for you! Get the hell out of here and take your monkey with you!" He voice takes on a strange, otherworldly quality, becoming multitonal as the power charges up around her.
COMBATSYS: Elle gathers her will.
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/-----==|=====--\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
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COMBATSYS: Birdie successfully hits Tiffany with Bull Revenger.
Glancing Blow
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/=======|===----\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/-----==|=====--\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
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|==-----\-------\0 Blanka
COMBATSYS: Brian successfully hits Tiffany with American Supernova.
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Tiffany
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Vice 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\0 Aislinn
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Adelheid 0/-------/-----==|=====--\-------\0 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
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|==-----\-------\0 Blanka
Tiffany gapes in awe and startlement as her assault is literally batted away left and right by Kurow, her jaw dropping momentarily as she can't land a single blow, "Damn...." she says, self-doubt clouding her vision for a moment, and allowing her to miss Birdie's shoulder-grab and vault toss... and then, the Pacific high girl is airborne. Somewhere in there, during the throw, she tries to figure out where it all went wrong in this fight... and just before she can formulate an answer, her ankle gets grabbed. Hauled out of the air, her face meets the floor repeatedly,
She's a goner and she knows it at this point, all she can hope to do is make some last ditch effort to help one of her allies. She stares cross-eyed in Blanka's general direction... gathers her chi, and blows him a kiss, "bE wElL, mR mOnKeY mAn!" before losing consciousness.
COMBATSYS: Tiffany can no longer fight.
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Aislinn
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Vice 0/-------/--=====|=====--\-------\0 Nikolai
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Adelheid 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
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Kurow 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Blanka
COMBATSYS: Aislinn endures Vice's Negative Gain.
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/=======|=======\=======\1 Aislinn
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Vice 0/-------/--=====|=====--\-------\0 Nikolai
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Adelheid 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
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Kurow 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Blanka
COMBATSYS: Aislinn fails to counter God Press from Adelheid with Plasma Reverse.
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0 Nikolai
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Vice 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
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Adelheid 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Blanka
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COMBATSYS: Aislinn can no longer fight.
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0 Nikolai
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Vice 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
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Adelheid 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Blanka
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Kurow 0/-------/-------|
With both Vice and Adelheid out for blood... Aislinn's tactical choices are very limited. While she -could- attempt to dodge or simply roll with their techniques, she already knows how hard both of them hit... and so she thinks she has one chance and one chance only. Vice's legs come up over her head and lock in and Aislinn is slammed into the deck twice. She bounces with the second, however--not being tossed but actually controlling her fall...
but in the whirlwind chaos, even that kind of surprise prepration sometimes just doesn't help. Aislinn reaches for Adel's grasping hand but misses--by a fraction, or by a mile, it matters not. The end result is the same--Aislinn is blown -through- a railing and tossed to sea.
And her final conscious thought? Is not of the pain she is feeling... but a regretful apology to Elle. Aislinn did -not- earn her pay this night.
COMBATSYS: Nikolai fails to interrupt Kirishima Kyoujuu Reppa EX from Kurow with Zaebal.
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1 Nikolai
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Vice 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
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Adelheid 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Blanka
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Kurow 0/-------/-------|
Just what was that headed Nikolai's way? Very unlike the mobster he simply wasn't paying attention, too astonished by the sight of Vice shrugging off his blow. It was interesting at least. But something tells him that something unpleasent is headed his way, and he glances just to the side, the grip on his tire iron tightening... But before he can do anything about it, the strike overpowers him completely, sending the one armed man battered, and then flung right past the young Kirishima. He'll be feeling that one for a while.
Her little chi ball probably just made no friend in the form of Brian Battler. But, truth be told, Hotaru felt she kinda owed him one from their Neo League skirmish months ago anyway so she isn't feeling terribly guilty. She also realizes that Blanka saved from getting her head punched in by Birdie's massive fist, earning the green jungle raised fighter a faint smile of unspoken gratitude.
Left alone once again, the pig-tailed fighter has a lot of time to take in the situation from the outskirts of the frey. And it doesn't look good at all. But what catches her attention the most is Elle's voice, audible even over the commotion and the roaring blades of the hovering chopper. But the order barked from the de facto leader of this strange defense force isn't about how to win but rather to run away?
Hotaru looks torn. She's not one for running, but she also very much likes being alive and as Tiffany and Aislinn are dropped around her she realizes things are going south incredibly fast. They were lined up to beat on a chopper full of grunts and got a death glider loaded with some of Rugal's finest. To say the fight was lost from the start is an understatement. Maybe Elle is just calling for her to save her and Blanka's hide while there's still time to do it. Maybe there's bigger things afoot. Either way, the girl has come to trust the strange guilde leader and she can't contend with how poorly the fight has gone. There's others on the boat... Sakura maybe. The Ryouhara... Other fighters that weren't lobbed out of a cannon yet. Maybe it is time to fall back and regroup. "Blanka...!" comes the pleading call. "We need to get more help!" Hotaru exclaims, already starting to back away toward one of the many halls leading further into the vessel. This boarding party is far beyond what this fractured group can take now. The best hope is to present a stronger front further in.
COMBATSYS: Hotaru takes no action.
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1 Nikolai
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Vice 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
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Adelheid 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Blanka
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COMBATSYS: Tiffany successfully hits Blanka with Kiss of Life.
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Birdie 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Brian 0/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1 Nikolai
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Vice 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
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Adelheid 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Blanka
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Kurow 0/-------/-------|
Things aren't looking too good! As Blanka lands from that outpouring of electrical chi, giving a helping hand by Birdie's rough shove, his eyes dart up to see the results of his attack. Birdie looks to be quite fried, and the beastly man is pleased with himself, giving a fanged grin as he twists with a brief hop, landing to face Birdie in a crouch. He looks prepared to take whatever terrible reciprocation the big British lug might have in mind. But instead, Birdie lunges for Tiffany, not him, and the beastman's eyes widen. Hey! He wasn't expecting that at all!
He's not really expecting what comes next, either. He reaches out to try and stop Birdie, or Brian, but it's a bit too late for that. Tiffany is pummeled viciously, and Blanka gives a grunting wince in response. He tenses in preparation to leap, but before he can... he gets a sudden rejuvination. Like a second wind, that blown kiss of chi revitalizes him and strengthens his weakened body. "Aroo...?" He blinks in mild confusion, scratching his head. He's not used to that at all!
But the beastman doesn't try to figure it out. Instead, he bounds forward, apparently intent on aiming for Brian. He comes to a scrambling halt though when he hears both Elle and Hotaru's words, his head cocking to the side. "Running... away...? Get... help...!" His head dips in a nod of understanding, though apparently he's a bit concerned as well. But Blanka decides to go out with a distraction of his own, launching himself forward towards Brian with a mighty growl. He compacts into a tight rotating ball, apparently intent on slamming into the big football player's back before pushing up and over and, hopefully, into a bounding head start just behind Hotaru.
Birdie, after hurling Tiffany, is hit by some stray cannon fire. The cannon takes him towards the edge of the boat, and literally hurls him into the water! That'll take him a while to recover from!
Ungh!
COMBATSYS: Birdie has left the fight here.
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Brian 0/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Vice 0/-------/--=====|=======\==-----\1 Nikolai
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Adelheid 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
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Kurow 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Blanka
COMBATSYS: Brian endures Blanka's Rolling Attack.
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Brian 1/------=/=======|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Vice 0/-------/--=====|=======\==-----\1 Nikolai
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Adelheid 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
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Kurow 0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0 Blanka
There's nothing quite like the feel of someone losing consciousness in your hands. It's a visceral experience. Shame it wasn't with his hands around her throat. That's where the real fun is.
Another bouncing mass of Blanka comes at him, and the former linebacker ducks low, preparing himself to take the hit. Football training takes over, and Brian doesn't even budge despite the pain. Grunting, the Texan leans over and grabs Tiffany back up by the ankle. "You should leave yourself, greenie," he mutters, straightening up and hefting the blonde's unconscious form over his shoulder like a club. "Y'ain't gonna win this."
Turning away from the beastman, the Texas Tornado's eyes find where Nikolai is... and he rushes towards him, swinging the cheerleader like a Louisville Slugger. Whoo-ah.
Aislinn disposed of, Vice lands back on her feet unsteadily, the vicious Orochi red already fading from her gaze to leave the more moderated, subdued hue that it normally is. Her gaze rolls upwards towards Adelheid as he steps in, the look there blankly trusting as she slumps to a listless seated position on the deck; her skirts blossoming about her as her hands brace her upright. She won't be doing much more until she can recover a bit.
COMBATSYS: Vice takes no action.
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Brian 1/------=/=======|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Vice 0/-------/--=====|=======\==-----\1 Nikolai
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Adelheid 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
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Kurow 0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0 Blanka
COMBATSYS: Vice has left the fight here.
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Brian 1/------=/=======|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Adelheid 0/-------/--=====|=======\==-----\1 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
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The earpiece crackles, and rather than any sort of climactic happiness.... it brings a frown to Adelheid's face. He draws a deep breath and turns away from the vista over which Aislinn disappeared, pacing sveral strides away from the edge, and looking back towards the others... particularly the dazed, Brian-besieged Nikolai "I could've told you you were in lousy company." Adel postulates calmly. Never work for ninja. Much less associate with mercenaries working for ninja. Evidently Rugal disagrees with this lesson, but hey... this whole operation reeks of something terribly wrong.
While that may be out of Adelheid's immediate grasp to fix? At least it might provide some answers. For the moment, he just bides his time, wordlessly, pacing a calm, analytic path about the battlefield, "Landing zone is clear." He amends finally, into the earpiece, "Commence Phase Two, Dark Storm wing is go." Now it's time to resecure what was lost.
COMBATSYS: Adelheid focuses on his next action.
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Brian 1/------=/=======|======-\-------\0 Elle
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Adelheid 0/-------/--=====|=======\==-----\1 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
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|====---\-------\0 Blanka
One by one, the quarry of "R" find themselve falling, though Rugal's own troops likewise start to fall in numbers; the operation has gone extremely well, in the disguised Kirishima's mind, and there isn't much more that they honestly need to take care of. Sure, there are a couple stragglers, and that woman who's getting ready to bring the full force of her power to bear, apparently...
...but when he hears about phase two, he decides to ease off for a moment, like the team leader. He takes a few steps backward, assessing the battlefield carefully through his mask. For a while, all that can be heard from him is the eerie noise of breath through the mask -- whatever 'phase two' is, evidently it involves holding fire.
COMBATSYS: Kurow focuses on his next action.
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Adelheid 0/-------/--=====|=======\==-----\1 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
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|====---\-------\0 Blanka
What is Phase 2?
here's always questions that people just don't know the answers to. There's always questions, after all. Desperately seeking out the answers is part of life. Fromt he lowliest of worms to the most lofty of Gods, everyone is always looking for the truth. Those that have it are always the ones in control.
But there are various forms of control. There's a level of power that difficult to grasp, and there's always variables. X-Factors at work. It becomes impossible to tell what is going on after a while. Who is what, and why? When does one person fine themselves beholden to another?
And it becomes even worse when there are multiple forces in the game. A mastermind can complicate matters. When two corroborate, the eventual entity grows to it's most malovent and it's most powerful. Threads are woven by a pair of spiders, and it becomes clear who sits at the center of the web, and who ends up caught in the filaments, waiting to be devoured. It's not unusual for innocents to end up nothing more than the fodder for the puppetmasters.
For Elle, the game is a dangerous one. She glides the razor's edge between multiple monsters. A false move here, a step wrong there, and she'd be dead.
And that's why she makes deals. For Elle, the web serves a dual purpose. Certainly, she catches enough prey... but it's also a safety net. No matter how many times she may stumble, there's always something there for her to grasp ahold of. Making and breaking deals in the blink of an eye is never easy. not when you're 'weak'.
But it's the only way to play the game.
And somewhere along the line, certain people tend to forget that.
Without a single word, Elle turns around. Her face is still ruined from Vice's attack. Nevertheless, her eyesight is clear enough to find her target. Her body charges up. The keening noise grows from within her, a gentle hum at first, growing to a maddening level. She takes one step. Then another. The woman charges towards her target, eyes dead, cold, and empty as ever.
She approaches him quickly, and she only has one thing to say as she halts in front of him, one hand raised. "Dosvedonya."
Her hand is brough to Nikolai's chest, and she lets loose with a titanically powerful sonic blast, narrowly constrained however to liquify organs, rupture arteries, and basically kill a normal human or viciously maim an enemy fighter.
COMBATSYS: Brian successfully hits Nikolai with Random Weapon.
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Adelheid 0/-------/--=====|=======\======-\1 Nikolai
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Kurow 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
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COMBATSYS: Nikolai fails to interrupt Metal Meltdown from Elle with Hotel Moscow.
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Adelheid 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
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Kurow 0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0 Blanka
COMBATSYS: Nikolai can no longer fight.
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Adelheid 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Hotaru
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Kurow 0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0 Blanka
Well that's a new one. Swinging a cheerleader as a weapon. As the tall russian man looks to Brian, it's clear he's anything but amused. In fact, he's more annoyed that he didn't catch on sooner that there was something odd about Birdie being on the opposing side.
Well that's what happens when utter chaos breaks out. Needless to say Brian lands the blow hard, and Elles follow up is just as, if not even more spectacular. The moment her hand touches his chest, his eyes seem to get darker still, "..." and that's done. The pain is so intense he actually loses feeling in his body for a moment, and he just collapses to the floor, blood pooling out of his mouth and under his head.
The calm that follows all the violence is almost more distressing than the commotion of wild combat. Hotaru waits to see Blanka coming with her, pausing at the entrance to a stairwell that leads further down into the Suiryuu to look over the events playing out for only a moment. What transpired she can't begin to fathom immediately, but she'll figure out with time when she has time to think.
"We need to warn the rest," is all the girl states quietly as Blanka catches up, strength drained from her voice as she vanishes from sight to the decks below. If there will even be enough others to /matter/ remains to be seen.
COMBATSYS: Hotaru has left the fight here.
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Tiffany is weilded as a bludgeon. Under more pleasant circumstances... well... hmm... there really isn't any good situation for being used as a bludgeon. Nevertheless, she bears up under it well, being too unconscious to complain.
Blanka doesn't even skip a beat after he rams himself full-spin into Brian. Bouncing limberly off and away, he lands securely several feet away. It seems he's already taken Brian's advice to heart, seeing as how he's already running -away- from the ensuing chaos. Catching up to Hotaru, he only gives a jerking nod in response, looking back towards the spectacles of violence with a look of confusion and worry. But with little more than a grunt, the beastman follows after Hotaru, hands scraping against the ground as he rushes into the depths of the decks.
COMBATSYS: Blanka has left the fight here.
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Log created on 22:34:17 10/19/2007 by Elle, and last modified on 08:30:57 10/21/2007.