Description: The Bilge on the SS Jeremiah O'Brien, at sea on the Atlantic! Vanessa and Drake face off against the nefarious Billy Kane, matching the power of their mettle against Billy's powerful chi and great big hittin' stick! EVERYONE gets filthy, Vanessa punches tornadoes, Billy gets furious, and Drake dies horribly. (Winners: Vanessa and Drake)
The bilge on the SS Jeremiah O'Brien. Not exactly the most glamorous location for a fight - which is of course, the entire point, to hear the SNF people tell it.
Jerks.
Well, either way, stepping out from wherever they thought to stash the contestants and into the spotlights - they can't very well film the whole thing with night-vision cameras, after all - is Vanessa, the so-called Boxing Queen dressed in an all-black version of her usual ensemble, aside from deep purple stripes on her shirt and a similarly purple tie. She is, perhaps daringly, not wearing wading boots or anything else of the sort, but, for the moment at least, there's a place to stand amid the sludge.
After all, they can't get promotional beauty shots if everyone /starts/ covered in goo.
Oh, good lord. Saturday Night Fight just lost a bunch of points with Drake. Seriously, fighting in the -bilge-? How nasty is that? And what in the world could be the benefit of this? They just want to see how grossed out the fighters can be, is that it? Or is Geese trying to get at the model for a past fight by making him wade in... in -this-.
Come on. Ew.
But nevertheless, Domino makes his appearance, emerging into the light with a skewed expression on his face. He's not bothered bringing his robe to this fight, since that would quickly get nastified and he likes it a bit too much for that. So instead, he's in one of his fighting/wrestling outfits, lifting a fist to laud himself... temporarily. After only a second though, it lowers again and he makes a face.
But hey, his teammate's here already. Domino turns to Vanessa and offers her a strained smile. "This is about the last place I'd expect to have the pleasure of meeting a beautiful woman, but hey. Take what you can get, right?" His smile turns a little more playful, amethyst eyes glinting as he offers his hand. "Pleasure to meet you, Miss Vanessa. Name's Domino." Or at least, that's what he's going by for now.
Many people would hate to be within this filth ridden cesspool in the ship's gut. For Billy, it's like hell. He has few things he cares for, and amongst that very short list is A) Lilly, B) Cleanliness, and C) Geese. Yes, Geese is after his attire. Whatever horrors he has in plan for his boss by punishing him in this manner will not be videotaped. He's wearing sacrificial vestments, a white tanktop and old blue jeans, throwaway sneakers on his feet. Much like Vanessa he has found a lone bastion of grimy steel above the tepid waters, holding his staff with a very sour expression. Not many people get to face an upset Billy from the onset. He was the last in, and hopes to be the first out.
"..." There's no immediate words. "I'm gonna make this quick, okay?" he mulls, before erupting into action. No warning, no bell. Merely a dirty opportunist, who twists around and snaps the end of his staff towards the side of her head as he lands with a splash, water reaching his knees. The wince is almost painful.
COMBATSYS: Billy has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Vanessa has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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Billy 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Vanessa
COMBATSYS: Drake has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Vanessa blocks Billy's Fierce Strike.
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Billy 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Drake
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Vanessa takes a nice, deep breath, and immediately regrets it, emitting a horrified "whoof!" and fanning at her nose. "Gonna take a couple bottles to feel good about this one!" she quips, and then Drake speaks. She gives an only slightly less troubled smile, adding, "I prefer to give folks a less troubling first impression, myself. Nice to meet you, Domino." She can't give a proper greeting smile, partly because, well, /you/ try smiling in an environment like this, and partly because Billy shows up.
She looks over. "Quick? I can't blame y--" and then Billy zips forward, crossing filthy steel quickly toward the Boxing Queen. She brings her arms up fast, catching the staff on her forearms rather than with her skull, and then quickly moves to reply. "If you're gonna do it like that--c'mon!" she snaps, half toward Domino, and then bounds off the edge of the platform herself, gliding across the distance quickly, and swinging one of her fists around to clobber Billy in the jaw as she goes.
Domino's hand is left by its lonesome. But he can't fault Vanessa for this. Their opponent has arrived, and he's already getting things going. It takes Domino by surprise possibly even more than Vanessa, and he reels back from the impact zone of the staff. His head snaps over to regard Billy, giving him a more stoic look.
Time for Domino's Dark Side to come out.
The martial artist wrestler dashes over the sludgy, disgusting waters, focusing the filth out of his mind as best he can (truly a testament to his mental conditioning!) and crosses the distance towards Billy's other side, attempting to flank him while Vanessa works him from the front. Moreover, Domino moves in low while Vanessa keeps her targets high, apparently. His rush ends him in a deep frontal stance on his right leg, both hands rocketing out towards Billy's ribs in a double palmheel strike. The moment his arms have extended fully, his hands become encased in an explosion of dazzling white concussive energy, adding a blast of force to the already heavy palm strikes.
COMBATSYS: Billy dodges Drake's Whiteout.
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Billy 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Drake
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|=------\-------\0 Vanessa
COMBATSYS: Billy dodges Vanessa's Dash Puncher.
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Billy 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Drake
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|==-----\-------\0 Vanessa
The choking fumes hone Billy's mind like a laser, his considerable willpower and resolve attuned to one thing. Finishing this fight without dunking in the water. Although Vanessa's speed is surprising, and he scarcely ducks beneath, his bandana fluttering in the breeze trailing behind her fist. This puts him in a perfect vantage point to see Domino, a proverbial ! popping above his head as he hurtles backwards in a billowing flash, using his staff to push himself away. He almost makes contact, but not quite. Close enough he can't brag about the evasion. "Heh. So you two got some moves...?" is mulled, something of a neutral smirk creeping on his face regardless of the situation. Deciding to capitalize on Vanessa's likely sore forearms, he maneuvers towards her again... to use an attack likely not kosher in his sport, snapping forward the end of his dunked staff to impact her in the throat. What would follow is a heft upwards, cackling strangle... then a head first impact with the bilge water. Hopefully she manages to get away.
COMBATSYS: Vanessa fails to counter Hell Drop from Billy with Parrying Puncher.
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Billy 0/-------/----===|-------\-------\0 Drake
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|======-\-------\0 Vanessa
Vanessa's sliding fists are a little too slow, apparently - Billy slides right around them. Vanessa doesn't slow down, though, instead keeping up the pressure as best she can by sprinting in toward Billy, arm held back and ready to smash right through, but--
...well, that staff is long, and Vanessa's arms are not, so the Boxing Queen only gets to emit a quiet, very definitely unhappy sound before she takes a dip.
Billy Kane is going to suffer for this. Make no mistake.
RAZZLE-FREAKING-DAZZLE, BIAT-
Wait.
Domino felt no impact against his palms, nor any satisfying pained sounds from the explosion of radiant energy that normally follows. When the flash clears, his target is instead distanced and seemingly unharmed. Those expressive amethyst eyes blink a couple times, clearly surprised by this lack of results. Moreover when his partner is slammed in that horrific manner. The resultant fall and splash even gets a wince out of the model.
But then those amethysts affix on Billy again. He suddenly rushes forward, attempting to make use of this apparent distraction as much as he can. He attempts to grab ahold of Billy's left arm, and using his shoulder as a grounded surface, attempts to swing himself under the arm and around Billy's back to plant his knees firmly between his shoulders. The momentum of the swing and sudden impact is sufficient enough - hopefully - to drive Billy down face first into the muck himself, left arm wrenched out behind him. Unorthodox wrestling!
COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits Billy with Fast Throw.
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Billy 0/-------/----===|-------\-------\0 Drake
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|======-\-------\0 Vanessa
Raiden's a wrestler also, so Billy has some experience in combative variations. However, he's not as fast and flexible as the nubile opponent slithering towards him, and his shift away isn't sufficient -- Drake can just keep pressing forward and grab him anyway. He lets out a startled sound, before whirling around and vanishing in a PLOP. The force upon his arm only lingers a couple moments prior to being yanked free. Slowly, like some monster in a swamp, Billy rises. The water drips from his drenched clothes and bandana. He swivels, eyes like burning embers glaring at Drake. His grip on his staff redoubles. "...You're a dead man." With unbelievable speed he snaps out his hand, and his staff disconnects into three pieces, whistle of the chain quite audible as he tries to slam into Drake's chest; Before yanking it back towards himself, which would cause a napalm-like slither of flame that would not stop burning until connection with the weapon is broken, as he yanks it back together akin to the crack of a whip. His now sadistic cackle echoing in the bilge.
Uh-oh, they made it angry.
But wait - Vanessa's not dead yet, Billy! Indeed, she emerges from the muck, shaking out her...well, her everything, whipping her hair out and generally very unhappy with Billy continuing to exist. So while Billy turns his LIMITLESS FURY upon Domino, Vanessa sloshes to her feet and charges in toward him, yanking her fist back and clenching it tight, aiming to quite simply coldcock Billy with her fists, sniffing sharply as she lets the blow fly!
COMBATSYS: Drake dodges Billy's Blazing Cane Thrust.
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Billy 0/-------/----===|-------\-------\0 Drake
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|======-\-------\0 Vanessa
Domino backflips off of his downed opponent when his arm muscles free, landing gracefully in the muck. ..Which splooshes and causes him to frown again. Ugh. Gross stuff. But Billy's rise out of the goo and his remark immediately gets Domino's attention again, as does Vanessa's recovery - but the moment Billy moves, he has full attention again.
The cane is lightning fast.
Domino seems to move faster.
As it thrusts out towards his chest, Domino's body has shifted from its fighting stance instantly to a backbend, letting it whip out just above his body and in front of his face. The flare from the firey energy reflects brilliantly in Domino's eyes, it's that close. But the moment it's recalled, Domino's attempting to skirt around Billy's side to get in behind his back. Again, he tries to flank Billy while Vanessa seems to concentrate on a frontal assault, arms going to hook around Billy's midsection to hoist him off his feet and bridge back to drive his head into the muck and against the ground behind in a German suplex.
COMBATSYS: Vanessa successfully hits Billy with Hook Punch.
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Billy 1/-----==/=======|-------\-------\0 Drake
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|======-\-------\0 Vanessa
COMBATSYS: Billy counters Medium Throw from Drake with Ifrit Crisis.
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Billy 0/-------/-----==|=======\====---\1 Drake
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|======-\-------\0 Vanessa
Oh, right. Vanessa. Billy catches sight of her on the edge of his vision too late to do anything meaningful, managing a fair series of blows. He's a hardy thing however, stumbling backwards and out of range with a reel, spitting bloodily as he tries to see the damage inflicted on ole Domino. ... Where is he? The sound of water belies the wrestler's presence, and he twists around, utterly vulnerable. "Ahhh!! Don't dunk me in the water again!!" he squeaks, curling up and shivering in an utterly abhorred manner. Drake might hesitate. It doesn't much matter... As there's a "Psyche!" while he snaps up his staff, smacking the other man in the head and staggering him backwards. Heat billows as he channels chi into his staff, and begins to unleash a veritable onslaught of blows upon the other man; Smacking into him, sizzling with each meaty contact of wood and flesh. Before whipping back his staff, as it breaks into far too many linked segments, all covered in fire; And he swings it overhead, hail of sparks ignited from the steel roof before it slams into the younger fire, hiss of erupting steam pouring around the pillar of fire!! The sloshing water takes quite a time to settle, and it's done nothing for the stench...
Wow, they made him REAL angry. And Vanessa seems intent on making him even moreso, scoffing as Billy attempts to ward Drake off with rather unconvincing whining, followed by very convincing FIRE. The Boxing Queen scowls, tightens her fist while Billy burns Drake to pieces...but she's still following him as Billy unloads his FULL FURY upon Drake's person, still waiting for just that right moment to--
...slam her fist right into his jaw again.
"It's not /that/ bad," she notes dryly.
Whack!
Domino actually goes numb from the hit to the head. He doesn't believe he's actually ever been struck that hard before, and the temporary whiting out from the impact leaves him completely helpless and prone to Billly's continued assault. The fire wreathes about his body, scorching, burning, and.. at this point, Domino himself wouldn't be able to describe it. It's a blur of fire and pain. Lots of pain.
Needless to say, this gets sharp cries from Domino.
The end result is the model wrestler on his back, burn marks scoring all about his body, looking as though he might be done for. But miraculously enough, he forces his eyes opened and pushes himself back up to his feet, driving the pain out of his mind as best he can. He has a fight to continue, damn it! So while Vanessa assaults Billy again, Domino makes a sudden, forceful grab for Billy's shoulders...
COMBATSYS: Billy dodges Drake's Total Eclipse.
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Billy 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Drake
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|======-\-------\0 Vanessa
COMBATSYS: Billy interrupts Fierce Punch from Vanessa with Strong Throw.
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Billy 0/-------/---====|=------\-------\0 Drake
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|=======\====---\1 Vanessa
The angry Billy continues to rampage!! He's doused in dirty water, and it doesn't seem he's apt to let down until the fight is concluded. Which is probably exactly what Geese intended, the bastard. Drake's slithering grasp is evaded, although it's more a stumble then anything else; There was a large amount of force behind it, and gathered preparation. Good to get away from it, in other words. Of course, this makes him a sitting duck for Vanessa's yanked back fist; But he twists with it, taking the slam into the jaw and grasping the offending wrist. Here's some training she can thank the big man for, as her wrist rotates, forcing her elbow and shoulder to do the same. And while this strain is applied, he /slams/ his staff into the middle, trying to break it while shifting his weapon around to catch her by the throat and slam her into the water beside. He takes a few steps backwards, panting with his weapon still held up. Much of the heated fire is out of his eyes now, but he's still very much annoyed. "C'mon... This is a fight, not a dance. You two wanna win?!"
This whole thing where Billy uses her /throat/ as a lever is getting a little annoying. She has a perfectly good alternative lever point! Then again, Billy /is/ a jerk.
Vanessa again has to consciously remind herself not to SCREAM so that Billy driving her face into the filth AGAIN doesn't end with her eating something horrifying.
She pushes herself to her hands and knees quickly, not wanting to be submerged in...well, this, for any longer than needed. She spits out savagely. OK, this guy's starting to get annoying.
She balls her fists tightly while she rises, shaking out her hair again, and favors Billy with a deathly glare...
...but doesn't move to attack yet, standing there and just taking a few seconds to gather her resolve together. She has an idea.
COMBATSYS: Vanessa gains composure.
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Billy 0/-------/---====|=------\-------\0 Drake
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|=======\===----\1 Vanessa
Domino's fingertips fail to clutch onto Billy, and it gets a curse from the young fighter. He staggers forward after the attempt and almost falls again, though he manages to take back his composure. His near fall is a sure indication to himself that he isn't much longer for this fight, most likely. Not unless he gives this his best... though to be fair, he hasn't really been going easy on Billy, either. It's not as though he hasn't been trying.
Nevertheless, he's determined to do what he can while he can. So mustering as much of his energy as he can, Domino springs into the air.
Away from Billy.
His feet hit the wall of the ship, and he immediately kicks off again, body twisting into a double backflip. On the second rotation, his limbs splay out, aiming to collide his torso with Billy in a hard-hitting moonsault splash. This would be his top rope finisher, were this wrestling. But in this case, it's a desperate attempt to catch Billy off guard and take him down.
COMBATSYS: Billy fails to counter Darkside Slam from Drake with Fire Dragon Pursuit Cane.
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Billy 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Drake
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|=======\===----\1 Vanessa
Maybe an angry Billy would have been better; He's trying to spur on a more fierce resistance from the duo, and as Vanessa slithers backwards he sees an opportunity to end this. Oh, there's no honor to it. Drake is a lesser fighter, only due to time; Billy's had decades to hone his art, and he's never had compunctions about mercy or fairness. Yet such turns out to be irrelevant; As he slithers up his staff, trying to catch Drake out of the air. But he fails; Drake's faster then anticipated. Underestimated too much, his arrogance ending in a second dip. He flails in the water, resurfacing with a hacking cough, looking at clothes he wasn't aware had further to sink. "God... damn...!!" he seethes, knuckles white upon his read staff. Oh boy.
And that's when Vanessa takes her cue.
"There," the Boxing Queen breathes, and then she's gone. Sprinting across the muck and toward Billy, dripping from absolutely everywhere - thin streamers of energy whisp around her fists, as Billy fumes, rages, furies over his condition!
She doesn't say anything, just emitting a loud boxer's sniff as she lashes out with a savage right hook, not intended to really hurt so much as draw out Billy's defenses. If it hits, so much the better, but what's really the scary part is something else entirely - Vanessa's left hand, which she draws up in a slashing motion across Billy's profile. The action unleashes a veritable hurricane, as huge swirls of wind rise out of the muck below and the fetid air behind, sending incredibly dangerous chi energy and maybe no small amount of pure /filth/ right into Billy, possibly tossing him downrange, and maybe forcing the camera crews to scramble and wipe the lenses!
The moment Billy hits a solid surface, Domino is bouncing right back off of him to his feet. His hands immediately set to his knees, the fighter now panting heavily, brow furrowed and eyes narrowed on his target. Well, that was successful, at least!
But in spite of the Darkside Slam's notoriety, Billy is still getting back up. Lord, this guy just doesn't stay down, does he? ..Not that they've really been putting too much hurt on him, so far as Domino can tell. But seeing Vanessa take the offensive, Domino falls back a bit. After a second's consideration, he leaps high into the air to find an open angle on Billy from that distance, and his arms suddenly pull back. His fists become encased in glowing auras, white around the right fist, black around the left.
"Domino..."
Suddenly, his hands thrust forward, palms out!
"HELIX!"
A duet of thick beams surge forth. From the right hand, a glittering beam of white chi. From the left, shimmering black. The moment they depart from his open palms, the two begin intertwining into a double helix. The force of the large, cascading, spiraling beam is sufficient enough to keep Domino aloft in the air, also causing the putrid waters of the bilge underneath the beam to slosh out to the sides in small waves.
COMBATSYS: Billy blocks Vanessa's Gaia Gear EX.
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|-------\-------\0 Vanessa
COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits Billy with Domino Helix.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-
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Billy 1/-------/=======|=------\-------\0 Drake
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|-------\-------\0 Vanessa
COMBATSYS: Vanessa has saved the state of this fight.
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Billy 1/-------/=======|=------\-------\0 Drake
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|-------\-------\0 Vanessa
Vanessa is no second-class hitter. Billy went into this fully knowing it, but she capitalized on his weakness rather well. The huge gout of energy flaring towards him is only defended against due to the size; He begins to madly spiral his own staff, flaring with fire chi. Both connect in a whirlwind of hissing water, churning it madly in more hisses of steam. When it concludes, Billy is reeling backwards with his eyes scrunched shut. It's just then that Drake's attack flashes in. Ding. Billy is nailed right between the legs. It's doubtfully intended, but the absolutely undefended shot causes him to double over, hacking in pain. He sloshes a bit forward, still gripping his shaft. "...Hrrraugh!!" is snarled, quite tenaciously. He lunges at Domino, snapping out the end of his staff in an attempt to peg him in the stomach, and then capitalize on such by whisking it overhead to smack in down into the water. BILLY IS WAY MORE MAD NOW!!
Billy blocked the death tornado thing! Cheating!
But regardless of whether it is or isn't, she can't help but smirk when Domino shoots a death ray at Billy's...billy. The Boxing Queen flashes Domino a BIG THUMBS UP, grinning as best she can while dripping with all sorts of horror and just generally not in a pretty kind of way. Then she moves again, sprinting toward Billy as fast as she can amid the filth. He's apparently intent on making Drake cease to exist, but she's gonna take advantage of the opportunity - getting up nice and close, and then "HELLION!" she crows, streaking an arcing blow downward toward Billy's head, and then an uppercut upward that may catch him under the chin, or at least hit pretty hard -- and both blows are trailed by tracers of bright gold chi, searing the air, and maybe a little of the flesh, as welll.
COMBATSYS: Billy successfully hits Drake with Medium Strike.
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|-------\-------\0 Vanessa
How the Hell a beam as huge as that has managed to localize on that one spot is beyond Domino's reasoning abilities.
But hey, it worked out pretty well for his team, didn't it? When the cascading, twining double helix finally comes to an end, Domino begins to drop towards the water again with a smirk.
Only Billy's already moving again. And there isn't much anywhere for Domino to go to get out of the way, what with freefalling and all. He's nailed squarely, getting a gagged, "URK!," out of him, followed by the hard, jarring strike sends him tumbling down into the grungy filth. Splash. And he stays down for a few moments, possibly drowning in the ooze.
But no. Domino pushes himself to his hands and feet, eyes narrowing on the two close together, silently urging Vanessa to obliterate him with her strikes. Domino is taking a while to pull himself back up, body in immense pain, trying to focus on how best to approach Billy now.
COMBATSYS: Drake focuses on his next action.
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COMBATSYS: Vanessa successfully hits Billy with Forbidden Eagle.
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Billy 1/-----==/=======|======-\-------\0 Drake
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Well, Domino's been heartily smacked, and Billy focuses his attention instead on Vanessa's incoming assault; The twin flashes of chi-bolstered punch meet cleanly with his head, and he's... still standing. Quite a cockroach, it would seem. But he's reeling now, and seems more then intent to finish her off. With that he suddenly stumbles forward, turning into an awkward charge -- but this belies the raw force of the maneuver, suddenly spiraling his staff and unleashing a vicious uppercut. Intending to catch her in the chest, and heft her airborne; With a climax of scorching flame as it rotates with a cackle, hopefully with her in tow and sent flying away! Regardless of success, he would land heavily and sink slightly, using his staff to hold himself up. He's not going down... Well, not without taking one of them with him at least!
COMBATSYS: Vanessa counters Red Lotus Requiem from Billy with Parrying Puncher EX.
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Vanessa knows perfectly well that Billy's staff holds an awesome power. This is why she doesn't let him use it.
He comes in fast and hard, but the veteran Sweet Scientist suddenly twists before the two collide - Vanessa glides left and around Billy's staff attack, braving the flames - and then driving her fist RIGHT AT HIS FACE. "NOT TODAY!" she jeers.
Domino coughs harshly a couple times, still trying to recuperate from the hit he endured a moment ago. So when he sees Billy move in towards Vanessa, those striking amethyst eyes go wide. "'Nessa!," he shouts. ..But he sees there was no need for his concern at all. The redhead seems to have expertly thwarted the attack. Domino's eyes remain widened, and he exhales a sigh. He props his left arm across his knee and slouches over, breath hard and labored, still trying to gather his strength and not collapse.
COMBATSYS: Drake drops his guard to recover.
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Billy 0/-------/------=|======-\-------\0 Drake
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|==-----\-------\0 Vanessa
Ohhh... Billy didn't see that coming. He expected to at the very least put her on the ropes; And instead he's slammed backwards, the repeated blows to the head and overall weariness finally taking it's toll. Ah... darkness, his old friend. But he said he'd bring someone down, and he meant it! Reeling back his staff, he observes the still stout Vanessa, and then the momentarily vulnerability of Drake. "...HRRAUGH!" There's really not anything to this but spite. He'll lose even if he sits down, but the sudden flash of chain-connected segments still are quite intent on slamming into his chest, although slower and with a less spectacular gout of flame. And then he crashes over with a splash, floating on his back. What a terrible fate!
COMBATSYS: Billy can no longer fight.
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|==-----\-------\0 Vanessa
Vanessa follows through with her attack...and then simply stands back, watching while Billy unloads toward Drake...
And then sighs, running a gloved hand through hair messy from sweat, grime, and...God only knows what else. "I need a drink," she muses aloud, winking at the nearest camera.
And then, showboating done, she glances over at Drake('s corpse?) and adds, with an eyebrow cocked and an amused expression, "'nessa?"
COMBATSYS: Vanessa takes no action.
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|==-----\-------\0 Vanessa
COMBATSYS: Billy successfully hits Drake with Blazing Cane Thrust.
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|==-----\-------\0 Vanessa
You know how a deer in headlights looks? Those huge, innocent eyes, that confused, unsuspecting face, those tensed, frightened frames? Domino looks just like that.
And for good freaking reason.
Domino is not in the slightest bit prepared to get out of the way of the attack. He tries to bring at least his arms up to defend himself, but his body is just too far beaten and battered to work with him. The staff slams into him HARD, immediately knocking him breathless. The gout of flame? Unimpressive? Like Hell! That bastard's cane lights up like a nuclear bomb, as far as Domino's concerned. The sheer force of the chi doubled with the impact from the cane blasts the model off his feet to fly back, body SMASHING against the side of the boat and head cracking against the steel. If he even had any breath left, one could rest assured that Domino would've screamed in pain from at least one of these things.
But after his body hits the side of the boat, Domino is in a sort of unconscious limbo. He falls to his feet onto one of the metal platforms, where he stands for just a moment, wobbling. The formerly vibrant amethyst eyes have notably dulled, not focusing on anything - and they slowly lid. When that happens, he drops to his knees heavily, then topples forward. No longer moving.
Has Saturday Night Fight actually captured a fatality on film?
COMBATSYS: Drake takes no action.
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|==-----\-------\0 Vanessa
COMBATSYS: Drake can no longer fight.
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|==-----\-------\0 Vanessa
Vanessa...stands there for a moment.
"Son of a /bitch/," she seethes, and then sprints over toward Drake as best she can amid the slop, hollering "GET THE DOCTORS DOWN HERE!" toward the production team (they're already halfway there but yelling helps her not immediately cave Billy's unconscious head in), then she slides down to check on Domino and make sure he doesn't suffocate amid the slime.
The medics get there eventually, moving to cart Domino off. The various burly post-fight guards make it a point to indicate that Vanessa moving to break Billy's neck would be a bad move, so she just stalks off to the showers, instead.
COMBATSYS: Vanessa has ended the fight here.
Log created on 20:31:45 02/09/2008 by Vanessa, and last modified on 00:11:06 02/16/2008.