Description: Presenting a log deemed 'immoral' by the Catholic Church, 'illegal' by the Australian Judicial System, and already being made into a movie by Hollywood! When Choi is caught selling dirty pictures of Tiffany on school grounds, Nagare comes to scene to defend her honor! Watch this epic battle of half-naked teenagers , dirty old men, and the women who love them! Gasp in awe when there are enough comebacks to make Madonna roll her eyes (with only half the breasts, too!) Come see this aesopian fable end a moral that truly relates to the modern era! Guest starring Tiffany herself to fill her typecast role of cheering Nagare on, hitting things, and being the victim of sexual harassment!
Taiyo Dome was relatively empty, as it usually was this late. Not totally, of course. No, there were always a few dealers lurking around the shadows of the school assmebly grounds. After all, when there was a need, there were people all too willing to provide those needs. Contraband was popular, as were certain items of dubious legal value. And here, by the right wing, was a pack of high school boys, waiting for their sugar daddy to bring out his goods.
"Step right up, buddy boys, and look at the finest mechandise in all of Ki Yo Toe!" Choi blurts out, opening his foul-smelling briefcase. From the tuna-scented abomination were stacks and stacks of poorly focused and angled photos. But what sort of photos there were was what drew in the sweaty-palmed teenagers. "Yes, we got brunettes, we got blonds! We got some Mahi Mahi girls, with glasses and everything! Upskirts! Down blouses! And more buttocks than a butcher market!" Choi suddenly felt waves of bittersweetness come over him as he remembered his days working at the Butcher.
Shaking his head, he then brought up a choice pick, or as he liked to call it, "The Big Ones. That's right, what I have here is cheering sensation, ah, uh, er, Tiffany! Tiffany... Lords! She's an American! And you know how those American Girls are! Measuring in at 93/56/86 we are talking some sweeeeet stuff here! She is stacked like pancakes, and just waiting for some butter!" He flashes the photo around to the oogling teenagers, who agree with Choi on his tastes in highschool women. The midget snaps his fingers three times, before calling out to the drooling youth. "How much am I hearing for this picture, starting at 2000 Yen?!"
Selling of naughty pictures.... on school grounds? Nagare's evil sensor was tingling. One of his brows seems to jump automatically even as Choi calls them out. He was at the pool, reall, but a few people were missing for practice so he'd thought he would check it out. And there it was, the cause of everything. A pervy old man and his smut!
Nagare began to move, like the DEFENDER OF SCHOOL SMUT even though he's in a speedo, comes out towards Choi in the effort to ask him to leave the area to sell them in other places, like out side the school zone and to stay at least three hundred yards of the school and that material when he heard her name.
Tiffany? Tiffany Lord? Why, isn't she... She saw something about her in the Pacific High when he left to take a look at it, even in the frigid conditions. He met vince, and beat him up in a quick fight. It as nice of him to participate, but his wise journey of intellect obviously benefitted more than he!
"Sir. Sir!" Nagare calls as he approaches the tiny man in nothing but a coat, a speedo with flippers on hand and foot. "Sir, I would like to ask you to take those away from the school, and get rid of all pictures of Tiffany Lords and all school members." Nagare explains, "We don't want to be responsible for spreading such filthy material. After all, Taiyo High has a reputation to uphold," Nagare states.
Nagare offers a... flipper to Choi, "I'll buy them all to shred them if you won't give them up." %
Tiffany is currently glad she's wearing something fairly conservative today. For one thing, it's cold out! For another... she has sleeves to roll up. Which she proceeds to do, pushing the cuffs of her snug pink sweater up past her elbows. Heck, if she had a hat, she'd tilt it forward. She makes do with a fierce-wristed hair-flip and stalks forward, thumping her ruby winter boots across the auditorium floor.
A wad of 8' by 10' glossies are crumpled up in one hand, and she swings her purse like she's going to smash anyone in her way with it (probably more merciful than her fist) ... everyone except a cute guy in a speedo. This kinda brings the Tiffy steam engine grinding to a halt like a cow... no... a beefsteak stepped onto the tracks!
*Blink-Blink* Her eyes just sort of glaze over, as she tries to figure out where this came from... and if this means he's... you know... not into that kinda thing. In the funny way. But he does want her picture... but... huh.
Let's come back to her in a bit.
The teenagers quickly scatter when Nagare approaches. His reputations precedes him, it seems. Or maybe it was the speedo. Or those swimmer nipples. It WAS cold after all. Or Maybe, just maybe, it was the fact that Tiffany herself was coming on the scene. In any case, Choi is less shocked than the teenagers. Photos still in his grubby hands, the Korean crosses his arms. Grimacing a bit, he makes himself look as tall as possible as he tries to stare at the Swimmer. Unfortunately, like Tiffany, he can't help stare at the speedo. Hell, it was staring HIM right in the eye right back.
Trying to look at Nagare in the eye, he tilts his hat back a bit, and coughs twice before replying acidly. "Look, Buddy Boy, I love your spirit, and I normally would love to support your tearing fetish, but I am in this more than just the money." The Korean seems to wipe a tear from his eye. God, that speedo was really burning him. He removes his hat discretely, letting his massive baldness air out a bit. Pocketing the pictures on the inside of his hat (right next to the panties and photo of Martha Stewart,) the midget begins to explain. "These photos are a work of art. See, I am like Leonardo, and like all of the turtles, I am an artist. Tiffany here is my Mona Lisa! Mona. Moana. Hmmmmm."
Choi suddenly grins, putting his hat back on. He looks over at our blond bombshell, and someone manages to translate that he is looking at everything BUT her face "Say, Toots, have you ever considered being in tasteful adult films? I think I just came up with a GENIUS idea for a movie, and you would be PERFECT in it." He winks at her, and nods knowingly. Looking her up and down, then up again, and a little bit down and back up again, he mutters again. "Perfect in it. Yeaaaah."
Nagare looks towards the little Korean man, being as nice and curteous as he could. He offered the man Yen even to get rid of the pictures, but the man insisted than he would not sell them. In fact, he wouldn't, as the pictures would be destroyed! Nagare, getting a little more than irked on the imagination that smut of a student would ruin her career is ART, he shakes his head.
"I'm sorry sir. Art is only if you have her permission and selling them in a nice frame. If she signed them and the frame is rather nice, then it's art." Nagare states sort of trying to really guess what it is when not really knowing what it is. "But even if I'm not sure about art. That isn't art. That's using her body to get money from perverts and that isn't right. Miss Lord only has the privalage to use her body as she wishes." Nagare states, looking towards the small man still.
BUT THEN HE TURNS AROUND, turning from bald to CHOI MC GIRK, charmer extroadinare as he call her toots, and offers her adult films. Nagare is very much boiling. Steam is coming off of him as water chi evaporates.
"Sir. SIR!" Nagare exclaims as one of the finned hands come down, attempting to slam it down onto the old man's hatted, bald dome, attempting to get his attention back to him, "Listen sir!"
Hear that sound? That low bubbling sound slowly, gradually climbing into a whistle? It might be an imaginary trick of dramatic expectation, but it's a clear sign the Tiffy train is building up steam again. Choi doesn't need to look her in the eyes to tell she's forgotten about the half-naked swimmer boy with the yummy abs... well, mostly. Every inch and contour of her body is becoming suffused with a low red glow.
Isn't Tiffany's Chi usually pink? With floaty hearts? There are a few sickly looking hearts drifting around here and there, but it looks like they're boiling alive in hot chi soup,
"I was just going to ask you to stop." ~bicep twinge~ "That's all." ~fist-clench~ "But now... ~eye-twitch~
"I'm Asking You To Just DIE!!!
COMBATSYS: Nagare has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Choi has joined the fight here.
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Choi 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Nagare
COMBATSYS: Choi blocks Nagare's Quick Punch.
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Choi 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Nagare
Rubbing his hands together, Choi frowned a bit. "Oh, come on now, it isn't that bad, both of you. Look, we can comprimise! I am sure I can just get this babe here to sign the pictures, and I can give her a... how about a 50% cut, babe? I mean, you want to get a new car or-"
Choi notices at the last moment that our swimming friend was striking him. Being sensitive to such violence, especially at his forward, this troubled him. Normally, he would roll out of the way, but the options were not good in doing so. There was the briefcase, Nagare's crotch, and Tiffany's breasts. That was a %33 chance of sexy compared to 66% chance of pain. The 1% is lost somewhere in the code. Blame Glados.
Instead, he blocks. Raising his arms up, he takes the beating hard in them. Even though it is a soft rap, the swimmer seems to be built like an animal. Even the schoolgirl he stripped a few nights ago wasn't this strong! Reeling over, he crashes on his own briefcase, scattering pictures around. He cursed his luck. 33%. At least he didn't ram into his crotch.
Choi snarls, and gets up from the ground. And then, he starts rummaging through the briefcase. At the bottom, he found what he wanted: his gloves. He sneered at the swimmer, adjusting his first glove. "You, ugh, You jerk! You snot! Why can't you respect your elders!? I ought to, well, I ought to, oh, just take this you brat!" And with his gloved hand, he hurls the briefcase at the Swimmer. Take THAT you cur!
COMBATSYS: Nagare fails to slow Thrown Object from Choi with Large Thrown Object.
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Choi 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Nagare
Nagare, in a move so skilled, watches as Choi descnds upon him in a motion so quick. In fact, Choi never descends upon him. He moves around the issue like he's trying to move around Nagare. Well then, Nagare will teach him a thing or two about that! Just... after he.... welll. Okay, Nagare really can't teach him a thing or too at this second.
Right when the man starts to talk, well, Nagare loses some of his cool. Not the smartest thing he would do, but he tried anyways. As the briefcase is hurled towards him, he leans over, quickly to actuall pick up something. A garbage can?! And then before he can hoist it up, the brief case slams into the man's well toned biceps, causing him to stumble back at first.
"I don't think you understand sir, you're not going to get away with this!" And you're really not Choi, if Nagare has anythng to say about it!
COMBATSYS: Nagare has saved the state of this fight.
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Choi 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Nagare
COMBATSYS: Nagare has left the fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Choi has ended the fight here.
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Choi 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Nagare
Right when the man starts to talk, well, Nagare loses some of his cool. Not the smartest thing he would do, but he tried anyways. As the briefcase is hurled towards him, he leans over, quickly to actuall pick up something. A garbage can?! And then before he can hoist it up, the brief case slams into the man's well toned biceps, causing him to stumble back at first.
"I don't think you understand sir, you're not going to get away with this!" And you're really not Choi, if Nagare has anythng to say about it!"
Choi frowns a bit, adjusting his second glove. Man, this was annoying. Stupid Japanese Kids. They allow cartoons to show men with twice his looks get away with roughly 133% more dirtiness, they let this guy run around in a speedo, but the moment he starts selling pictures of mostly legal girls, he becomes a 'bad guy.' Choi glares at Nagare, but he forced to look away at Tiffany's breasts. Man, this was hard. The Korean immediately regretted his choice of words.
Hunching over for more than just a proper combat stance, the malicious midget made a monstrous motion at our swimming saint. With a sneer, he gives a thumbs up. "Yeah, Yeah, you say that, but once I am through thrashing you, I can just-" A dumb look starts spreading across his face. He stops looking at Tiffany, and at all the pictures flying around. It seems he didn't think through his briefcase attack as well as he should have.
Stomping both of his feet in rage, he stares at Tiffany, growling angrily at Nagare. "You little BRAT! You tricked me into destroying all my goods! Why, I ought to, I better, ooooooooook!" He grunts, as he tries very painfully to bring his eyes on the teenager. He manages, but only barely: He doesn't waste this opportunity. With a shout, he charges at our semi-naked hero head first, flying through the air like a spinning drill. He was set on breaking our man now. Pray he doesn't cause a wardrobe malfunction on him like his LAST victim.
COMBATSYS: Nagare dodges Choi's Houkou Tenkan.
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Choi 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Nagare
Tiffany lifts her fist into the air in a slightly compulsive manner, ready to throw a cold-clocking punch... but there's nothing to pummel. Nagare's dragged her target away to battle for her honor for her. She blinks her eyes a few times, and just sort of stares...
"But I was going to hit..."
...but that's awful sweet of you..."
"But I had a whole new move to try out..."
"But... um..."
She lets her fist fall back down, and mumbles vaguely, "I wonder if he really noticed I'm here."
Then, the briefcase explodes in her face, and she's caught in a swarm of glossies... a few showing her face, but not many. The angles are... disconcerting. A hand lashes out and she grabs a photo, screaming at it, "When the Hell did you take These?!
Nagare looks about, towards the smaller man that's Choi, the miniature midget of some amazing speed, agility, and the ability to hit on women without having very much luck at all. However, he sure has guts. Nagare can say at least that. And it has nothing to do with his speedo! He's wearing a jacket, don't you see! He's totally fine. Even if it's cold outside. YEAH.
Getting in his own combat stane, Nagare's feet are spread out, his fins in front and his eyes on Choi! "Oh you can just what?" Nagare blinks, "Hey, what were you going to say, sir?" Nagare states, "And there isn't any thrashing on the campus unless it's a good thrashing!" Nagare states, "Wait... I take that back."
Looking up and towards Tiffany, Nagare blinks, "Oh, hello Miss Lords! This is a very unfortunate time to come upon it, this man tried selling pictures of you for 2000 Yen each!" Nagare says, looking towards Choi right in the nick of time as he notices the drill charge. And he does the unthinkable!
Well, not yet. Flattening himself against the ground, Nagare's able to stop Choi from cutting him, save for small insignificant strikes, and at the same time, he tries to counter, kicking up towards the midgit with his fins and water chi as he goes.
COMBATSYS: Nagare successfully hits Choi with Splash Kick.
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Choi 0/-------/--=====|===----\-------\0 Nagare
Choi, like most anyone in a 30 foot radius of Nagare, could sense the Speedo. Especially Choi, whose refined perversion abilities (it is a secret one, reserved only for a select few men. Like Psycho Power, except the ability comes from dirty thoughts) allowed him to pinpoint exactly where the speedo was underneath the jacket. It helped him defend against flashers. However, sadly for Choi sexual targeting power, he was interfered by three major elements.
The first was Freudian in nature. He refused to believe that another man was better looking than him. There was another element of size involved also, as Choi felt inferior in every matter possible. Rather than challenge him, the Korean, subconsciously, wanted to avoid the man. This underlying element was undermining his efforts to accurately targeting the swimmer.
The second was interference. Tiffany's incredible beauty was only magnified by his creepiness and purely business-like obsession with her. Choi wanted to hit Tiffany, not Nagare! The dirty old man like girls much better than guys. After all, if you are going to cut someone, it might as well be a tender piece of meat than a tough one.
The third was that Nagare was actually a competent fighter. After sailing over the aqua ranger who managed to duck, Choi dives downward. He hoped to catch the swimmer on the rebound, smashing him with a nasty upper-slash of the claws. Instead, he received a punt to end all punts. Sent sailing in the air, the Korean is thankfully stopped by a short crash into a nearby rafter. Falling down to the ground, he doesn't land poorly, but rather picks up a roll.
Crying out to the far more attractive individual of the two, he seems to have a bit of weakness in voice. Wait. That isn't weakness. That's just /sleaze/. "Well, toots, remember that adorable puppy that was following you and looking so cute?" He states, closing in on our noble male. As he finally enters in range, he suddenly explodes upwards in a backflip kick. Time for some of the justice that good old Kim beat into him. Well, the parts that Choi found useful at least.
COMBATSYS: Nagare blocks Choi's Hien Zan.
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Choi 0/-------/--=====|===----\-------\0 Nagare
Tiffany's eyes widen as she thinks back to that puppy... such a cute little chow... and she almost forms a loving pout, just from remembering how adorable it was, "Yes..." she replies, anxiety trembling her voice slightly, rapidly becoming aware of something sinister lurking underneath the tender memory, "I almost took the poor little darling back... to the... dorms." She frowns, "What's wrong with you?" and begins tearing the pictures of herself into shreds, stomping over toward the briefcase.
Nagare knows only one things. This man is dirty, but not evil. He tried selling pictures that could be art, sure, but if he was mis understanding the whole concept then this is a big mistake! A big mistake that might lead to bigger consiquences like Choi getting his head kicked in. But Nagare disgresses! He isn't here to beat some one into submission, just teach him a lesson. He's never been vicious.
Swimming could be vicious though? Obviously you're never seen a shark! But that's okay, Nagare hasn't picked up any shark techniques yet, but he has learned the ability to pick and choose his options reliably, even as Choi fires a kick upwards, exploding with his feet up into a kick. Well, those fins just aren't for show?? Yes! They come up, the kicks stopped on the hard manufactured plastic.
"Sir! You're in the wrong here, and I think it would be wise of you to leave Miss Lords alone! Many of our student practice in the art of fighting, and I cannot be responsible for your health when she gets a hold of you!" Notice he uses 'when' instead of 'if'. He's most wise. There is no force like a women scorned.
And once there, Nagare attempts to push the smaller man down towards the ground. Yes, to the ground with the malicious midget! For once there, Nagare would use a technique that's known by many different lifeguards. And that is...! Well... Restarting your heart!
And yes, that's what Nagare is doing. Forcefully!
COMBATSYS: Choi parries Nagare's Artificial Respiration!
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Choi 0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0 Nagare
Well, looks like Choi is in a pickle. First his kicking meets nothing but plastic. Then the guy starts trying to grab him. Of course, rather than the attractive girl, it is the guy with the shaved legs trying to performing artificial resperation on him. However, Choi knew exactly what he should do. Chang had taught him many tricks to avoid this kind of stuff if he would ever go to prison. When Nagare tries to push him to the ground, the little man feels an explosion of energy. With this burst of fuel, he suddenly flips his arms around, bringing both arms on the outside of his body. COCK BLOCKED!
With this new opening, the Korean had to focus. Shouting out the blond trying to capture his photos, he lets loose a mocking line. "Yes, that fursuit was a bit steep to rent, but at least you gave me plenty of... affection." He knew when to take an opening when it presented itself. With both of Nagare arms out of the way. He suddenly began to pirouette. Spinning faster and faster, the human cyclone tried to dash into the opening. It occurs a split second that, at his angle and height, this may not be pleasant for either of the males.
Tiffiny, on the other hand...
COMBATSYS: Nagare endures Choi's Tatsumaki Shippuu Zan EX.
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Choi 0/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Nagare
Nagare seems to be in a most pragmatic of problems! As he reaches towards Choi, well Choi seemed like he wanted to get away as much as possible. He throws himself away from Nagare, and then begins shouting at Tiffany? Oh, the creep! Nagare will take him down. At least, he'll try anyways. "Hey! Stop!" And then he hear about the fursuit. "Huh... you're very creative, but still that's against the law to do that!" Nagare states, "I'm sure there is alot against it! Pretending to be a dog to take pictures!" Okay, he's not really sure, but there's a law about it somewhere in the world.
But then the Korean Man is just bouncing, spinning faster and faster before moving to sping into Nagare's chest, cutting and spinning. Nagare gritted his teeth, falling backwards when the claws strike his AMAZING TONED ABS. Even when they do, they leave gashes, but Nagare doesn't fall all the way back. For when he's struck he holds a hand back, even as Choi spins and tryies to nail him while he spins with a flipper.
And then the next, and the next, attempting to help him spin even fater. "Hah! If you want to spin, I'll help you out! Just tell me when you get dizzy!" Of course, Nagare is just 'helping'.
Tiffany stomps up to the open briefcase surrounded by the halo of naughty photos, and hesitates for a moment, foot lifted in mid-stamp, "Fursuit...? I was going to guess a mini-camera in a pup's collar."
She doesn't let it hold her for long, though. She has a job to do. With a loud, resounding crunch of heel against leather, she smashes her foot against the carrying case, crushing and grinding with all the fury of... well... a very powerful cheerleading leg!
COMBATSYS: Choi dodges Nagare's Strong Punch.
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Choi 0/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Nagare
Tiffiny's legs. Nagare's abs. Man, why does everyone have a better figure than Choi? Now he was just fuming, picking up more power in his attacks. And the guy was just taking it! His stomach was like granite, Choi could almost see the sparks bouncing off. On this train of thought, he looks briefly at Tiffany pounding her feet into his briefcase. Normally, he would be hurt. However, she just looked so sexy doing that. At the moment, the deadly dwarf wished HE was the briefcase.
But reality demands attention when Nagare tries to punch him. HARD. The Korean grunts, breaking from ballerina-like form by falling to the ground. Rolled up into a ball, he was like an egg, spining around on his back. Break dancing, while fashionable, made poor offense. What did he think he was, Birdie? While he was breaking it down most awesomely, he called up to the Swimmer. "Come on, I am just an honest businessman. Besides, why are you even interested in this girl? Do you have some kind of... CRUSH?" He cries up, suddenly exploding upwards with his right claws out, trying to give him a rapid upwards slash.
COMBATSYS: Nagare interrupts Quick Strike from Choi with Breast Stroke Kick.
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Choi 1/---====/=======|=======\-------\0 Nagare
"He seems to do anything for it, Miss lords!" Nagare exclaims to Tiffany as he's busy. He himself thought a fursuit was moving to extremes, but he'll be damned if Choi wasn't a good hound. A really good one at that, that nefarious skirt chaser! And Nagare has WASHBOARD ABS that women can wash clothes on because he does at least three hundred laps in the morning, evening and night. He didn't get such a build out of nowhere you see!
But Choi, which Nagare should have suspected, seemed really fast. Even as the man bobs and weaves around the flipper slaps, he's break dancing, spinning and moving. And even Birdie doesn't break dance, he makes the house fall dance. Much different I assure you, okay not really different at all.
"I'm intersted in her well being and her emotional baggage, sir!" Nagare explains, "I'm not going to let her go through life being known only for her figure but for what her other tallents are! I can assure you!" But Nagare never says anything about the CRUSH. AWKWARD?
Maybe. But even as Choi comes out of the rolling strike, Nagare one ups it, as the claws pass into the swimmers legs, it's signalled to kick kick kick! And kick he does, smashing and kicking as water chi is sent out of his feet on each strike, sending waves and flipper kicks right into the old man's face! Have a bath, pervert! Hoho!
Tiffany hooks the toe end of her left boot around the upper handle of the briefcase, and kicks the thing flapping up into the air, emptying the remains of its contents all over the floor. As if in slow motion, she watches it arc through the air, the remaining photos flapping like butterflies, and the heavier objects falling like... wingless butterflies...She coils... and then, as it falls, launches out with a Punch that bursts a hole right through the side of old man Choi's satchel.
And that's why she's left standing there, with a brifcase impaled on her arm, when she catches up to current events and looks over, "C-Crush?"
Choi is hoping to neuter the swimmer like a puppy. However, his offer of a straight is dashed by Nagare's flush. When the kicks land, he can't get away. Unlike several people, Nagare seems to practice the Kim style of kicking. Not Tae Kwon Do. Rather, knowing that if you kick at a downward angle, Choi can't get away. The Korean is smashed into the ground, repetitively. Thankfully, due to his good taste and intelligence, he keeps his glasses and hat unharmed. His bones and internal organs take the blows instead.
Things are not over for the Korean yet. He has a fight in him! "And the Crush? I know how you guys are like at your age. I mean, ladies will jump anything with a sense of honor and 'righteousness,' if you know what I mean." With a groan, he tries to snatch a grip on the Swimmer's legs. While his lack of hair and unnaturally slick nature would make it difficult, he knew that he could make it. And if he made it, he would introduce Nagare to the scientific repercussions of face stabbing. As he makes the grab, he suddenly calls out to our heroine punching through the briefcase. "I'd be careful about touching that thing, babe. Pictures aren't the only, uh, adult things I store in there, you know."
COMBATSYS: Choi successfully hits Nagare with Zujou Sashi.
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Choi 1/--=====/=======|=======\=------\1 Nagare
Nagare is not to be neutered. He's too perfect and hand some and muscly to be neutred! Think of all the girls you're going to be depri-pfthahahhahahahahahaha okay. Not really. Nagare's a nice guy and wise but he's not stupid! At least not so much that he'd accept being clawed when he's only wearing a swimmer speedo.
But that's when as he swims away, Choi gets a grip on the swimmers leg. It makes it a lot harder for him to actualy escape, and when he does, the smaller man proves to be faster than Nagare. Swipe! The legs in his hand, and right thre, Nagare is threw to the ground, and introduced to the book of ye-old face stabbing! Now Nagare is not very well introduced to ye-olde book of face stabbing, so when it doesn happen, he's not ready.
Flipping and flopping around, he attepts to send the small man off of his face with a right FLIPPER to the face, and then the left flipper! A one - two flipper! "Sir, please get off of me and stop stabbing my face! It's very bad behavior!" Nagare states. Oh, he's so nice.
Nagare also notices that the face stabbing has had some rather adverse affects, like that he REALLY hated face stabbing, with blood coming from his face and everything. He's gotta stay away from that!
Tiffany's irises dialate, and she trembles. Slowly, slowly, she looks over at her arm. See, now... Tiffany is very girly. People who look at her don't usually have trouble believing this, but people who get pulped by her might. She isn't exceptionally afraid of spiders, or rats, or street brawls.... or things like that... but...
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Ew!
"Ew!
"Ew!"
"EwewewewEwwww!"
"Get it off, get it off!" she shrieks, holding her arm out as far as she can and shaking all over!
COMBATSYS: Choi blocks Nagare's Quick Punch.
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Choi began cackling in a high-pitched voice as his grabbing motion succeeds. With amazing agility, he rushes up his body. It was so perfect for him, mounting on top of him like that. Pinning him down in a such a helpless manner. He had the highschooler now. Running his claws over his mighty abs briefly, he began his deep penetrating stabs. Thrusting so quickly, so elegantly... the rush that was overcoming him was refreshing.
The Korean suddenly slowed down. God, why did his perverted thoughts come up at the most wrong times? Choi covers his mouth, gagging slightly. He had to get off him. NOW. Fortunately, Nagare thought in the same way. As the Swimmer struggles, the waves of subtext hit Choi so hard. that he just couldn't take it. Leaping off, he curls up in a ball, pushing the kicks away from him while spinning.
As he reaches apex, he suddenly explodes out from the ball, body spread out wide. The Korean glows with a light blue light, whipping around his body. "You are so polite, buddy boy. It makes me sick! I will make you learn to like porn, disrespect women, and get drunk! That's romance, Buddy Boy!" He looks over at Tiffany. She was distracted. Maybe he could squeeze in a little goose inside this. Just a little one. And with one last flash of blue light, he rolls into a ball, and... disappears.
It is silent for a moment.
And then, the massive claw swipes rip across the air.
COMBATSYS: Nagare endures Choi's Shakushi.
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Choi 0/-------/------=|=======\=====--\1 Nagare
Nagare wasn't idle for an hour, no... He was looking inside of himself for the answer. What would he do here, at this perilous time? Would he get out of the way? Would he block it and move on? Nagare couldn't just wouldn't allow this pervert to continue polluting this school with filth! And that's when Choi blocks his sissy slap.
And that's were the smaller man leaped off of Nagare. "Hey! Sir! Stop!" Nagare states, gritting his teeth. His patience is great, almost comendable for how long he's asked the man to leave, but still, he was just bone tired with how he ignored TAIYO SPIRIT asking all over and over again.
Nagare watches as the man explodes back, flying up and telling that he'll teach him how to like all those terrible, shameless things?! Nagare doesn't think so. "Sir! That's it, I'm no longer going to ask you. I am going to force you off of the Taiyo High grounds! I apologize for this, but you leave me no choice!" And even when Choi flies up and disappears, Nagare shakes his head, looking for where he's going to appear first. And then a massive claw strikes.
Nagare doesn't even try to get out of the way. He tanks it, throwing himself into it to track the man, feel through the blow where he is, and through it, Nagare knows a better position of where Choi is. And he goes. Striking at him, actually rushing into the blow, attempting to get a leg up on Choi, and as the massive claw disappears, the blood and pain that Nagare endures through are forgotten momentrily.
As he begins to kick. Harder and harder, his hands reaching and clawing into the dirt as the water chi begins to leave his flippers. The man kicks for justice, for love, for hate and for GIVING A DIRTY OLD MAN A BATH. He kicks for LIFE ITSELF.
A wild Nagare used Splash.
COMBATSYS: Choi dodges Nagare's Super Splash Kick.
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Choi 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Nagare
Tiffany tries, very delicately, to find a way to get the briefcase off her wrist while touching it as little as possible, "Oh gawd, oh gawd, oh gawd, what's wrong with this school? Doesn't it have a principal or Kendo's Club or something to keep old perverts off the grounds?"
Her disturbed squeals provide a strange and almost rythmic background to the battle, as if someone made a remix out of squeamish school-girls disecting frogs and pig fetuses, and used it as the battle music to a fighting game.
Choi swiftly realized that Nagare was a jock the moment when, instead of trying to avoid being torn to pieces, he took it by the face full. Choi simply kept slicing at the teenager, raking long lines across his body. And then, with it all over, the Korean reappeared...
Behind the swimmer and his kicking legs. Being invisible did help with that. With a cough, the midget reveals his attention for a moment. The beatboxing of screams reach epic climax as he gives our Nagare a salute. And then, he leaps at our hero, claws out, ready to give two fistfuls of SLASH. Just like the internet. And yet, he had only one regret.
He failed to grope Tiffany while he was invisible.
COMBATSYS: Nagare blocks Choi's Power Strike.
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Choi 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Nagare
Nagare finds out rather quickly that Choi is faster than he looks. With his strike not managing to find the ground he was hoping for, he's only got a few things he's able to do to actually try. And he's going to try them. Right as Choi appeared and clawed out towards Nagare's back, but Nagare spins around, raising both fins to stop him from doing so. Nagare breathed hard. He's a swimmer. He's used to long, drawn out fights.
And now, as the two claws slash against his fins, he's going to have to try at making sure tht Choi is shown the door, and with Tiffany providing the music, Nagare's sure he can do it. There's no way not! "Well, we do, but he's fast! He probably snuck in when they were looking the other way!"
More than likely that's true, but Nagare lunges, attempting to get in and strike Choi with a FIN KICK to the face.
COMBATSYS: Choi dodges Nagare's Light Kick.
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Choi 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Nagare
Choi cackled, letting Nagare move in close. "Come on, Buddy Boy, you think your instructors don't LIKE my work?" He sneered, ducking well below the extended leg. He winded up a bit, glaring right at the sweet spot from groin to neck. "Some of my best customers are teachers! After all, if they tried anything on the students, they'd go to jail!" With a roar, he exploded upwards in a drilling strike. Spinning like a corkscrew, he was attempting to rend up at the swimmer, getting some aerial openings if he succeeded.
COMBATSYS: Nagare dodges Choi's Houkou Tenkan.
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Choi 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Nagare
Speaking of Tiffany... where did she go?
Glancing around shows few signs of the distressed cheerleader... except maybe for a trail of trod-upon photographs. Folloing the glossies across the campus lawn leads one to the school's flagpole, where it seems that Tiffany... having freed herself from the briefcase, has run it up the flagpole and left it to dangle there, tying the ropes with a vicious knot.
She's also apparently made a detour by the biology lab, where she's aquired copious amounts of formaldehyde to line the pockets of the briefcase for a surprise on Choi if he goes go cut it down.
"I'm very sure that none of us at Taiyo High appreciate your presence here!" Nagare states towards Choi as he looks towards the lot of pervert in a small man. Some times these things are just not proportional. Maybe he's small so he wants to be big to look down into womens.... or maybe he can already do something like that from being so small .
Nagare's not sure, nor does he care though. Since as Choi cackles and spins like a corkscrew right towards Nagare, he knows only one thing to do. Swim. And by god does Nagare swim. Up and over Choi as he drills by, only to land on the ground, turning towards Choi. Right there, he tries to grab a hold of the man before lift him up and tossing him over his head and into the ground behind. Force makes right! Wait, that's not it.
Though, the man does speak truths.
Looking around for Tiffany, Nagare hopes that she's not going to complain about school policy and old perverts! It's just this one time, he swears!
COMBATSYS: Choi dodges Nagare's Quick Throw.
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Choi 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Nagare
Choi is a little taken aback when Nagare swims straight up. God, he figured he could use water-themed stuff, but swimming? That was just getting weird. However, as he broke from the drilling slash, he had another trick up his sleeve. As Nagare waits for him, Choi just slips out of his reach, rolling to the side. On the ground, he crouches low, and quickly sends his leg out. Maybe he would trip him. And if he did... then it would become a lot more fun.
COMBATSYS: Choi successfully hits Nagare with Light Kick.
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Choi 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Nagare
Nagare is struck by Choi's kick, even as he throws himself back, Nagare's leg is tripped up, and he's sent to the ground on his face. Oof! Nagare looks up towards Choi with a shaking head and picks himself up. He's not done yet! Hah! Nagare's got a lot of swim in him still, you just wait! But how much swim can one man have?! Well you'll have to find out!
And once that happens, Nagare tries Choi's old trick on him. As he comes, he spins upwards, swimming backwards as his feet and water chi arc out for Choi, attempting to capture him in the water chi and kicks, and strike the quick midgit!
COMBATSYS: Choi dodges Nagare's Flipper Roundhouse.
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Choi 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Nagare
Choi was sweating beads. He was already wet enough. He was an old man, and while he certainly was fit, he didn't have the energy he used to. Wait. He used to have less energy when he was younger. But okay, he was tired, and that was all that mattered. When Nagare does his spinning attack, Choi grunts angerily. This was going far longer than he wanted!
The Korean bounces several pace to the left, and keeps on bonding. The swimmer had some nasty legs, and Choi did not want to be held down from them. As the adreinline wore off, he realized how many bruises he had. He looked around quickly. Wait a minute. Where were the breasts? He hit his claws on the ground, scraping them a bit. "Why do you even want to fight, uh, ah... /Dude/? I mean, the broad ran off... uh, with my briefcase?" He looks around again, and curses in Korean. With a snarl, he suddenly dives at our brave swimmer's side, trying to hurl him to the ground. Speed was working for the Korean. He didn't have faith in much else.
COMBATSYS: Nagare blocks Choi's Quick Throw.
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Choi 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Nagare
Nagare looks up towards the Korean Man, "It's basically to teach you a lesson." Nagare states, looking towards him. He's roughly beat up, even when Choi begins to come down on him like a ton of bricks, or at least, come at him from every direction. He's coming at him. Even as the Korean bounces around, Nagare unable to move and able to keep his own against a constant barrage of attacks.
"But since you're finally listening to reason, could you please leave? I don't want to see you around here again. I am going to alert the other schools of your activities, and everyone else here. Just leave." Nagare states even as he gets hurled... only to swim a little backwards before coming down on a nice landing.
He doesn't assaul, he just looks to Choi.
"You're skilled, I'll grant you that. Fast. But I still don't want to see you here again, especially selling pictures of another student."
COMBATSYS: Nagare gains composure.
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Choi 0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0 Nagare
Choi snorts once as he flips over backwards, landing pertly. "What, are you kidding me Buddy Boy? Helloooo. They know me. I'm their pal. I'm everyone's friend but yours." He points a clawed finger at Nagare, leering at him. "She isn't even a student here, and you protect here. You like here, and you are embarrassed for liking her. So you do whatever you can to make sure no one else has the chance to like her. Anyone else who objectifies her is bad. But not you. Oooooh. Not you."
He adjusts the brim of his hat, and flicks it once lightly. "That's Freud, you know. And I won't leave. Not until I teach you a lesson in minding other people's business." And then he begins his cyclonic spinning, whipping around and around. Chi energy whirls around him, and with wild laughter, he charges straight at Nagare.
COMBATSYS: Nagare blocks Choi's Tatsumaki Shippuu Zan.
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Choi 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Nagare
Nagare looks towards Choi, and he can see that Choi is not going to leave. Teaching him the lesson? That's very nice of him to say that! Nagare wasn't sure who was going to be teaching who the lesson! Still, upon looking towards Choi, the teacher knew that he would have to try something rather differet to beat the man who's obviously based on speed.
"I'm only protecting the girl because she needs protecting, sir. Even still, I could have let her just handle you, but I'm cutting it off at the pass. It wouldn't have been right to make her have to fix everything, even in different schools!" Nagare quips as he begins to float. Up and up and up and up int the air!
And then he turns around, and begins to dive down towards choi, his arms and legs washing off with water chi behind as he falls, head first towards the man!
COMBATSYS: Nagare successfully hits Choi with Concrete Dive.
- Power hit! -
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Choi 1/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0 Nagare
Choi's spinning slashes were rebuffed AGAIN. Why did he have to end up with the self-righteous jock? I mean, these guys were simply stupid. As he stopped his whirling, he struggled to keep his balance. He was winded. Staring up at the now rising Nagare, Choi spit at the ground. Why wasn't he down? "Why aren't you down?" He called out to the swimmer, preparing to dodge again. Keeping his form low, he waited for him to charge head first into him, and then he woul-
Suddenly, a wayward picture of a Tiffany upskirt blew into his face, obsucuring his eyes. Reacting quickly, he immediately tries to grab the paper. The mistake of this hits him squarely. Screaming as he slashes his face accidently, he rubs his face, removing the paper. Sighing in relief, he turns to see what had happened to the swimmer. He learns what happened the moment his face meets his skull.
Choi's head makes a funny imprint in the asphalt. Struggling, the Korean makes his way off the ground. With a strange gurgling noise, two streams of blood trickle from the corners of his mouth. He doesn't even bother with an attack stance. Or even a defense stance. He just wavers there, eyes glazed. "Burk... ugh. Damn... Japanese... brat." He mutters, limply winding back a clawed arm. With a grunt, he drives the rest of his weight into it, passing out en route. Is our favorite perverted panty salesman down?
COMBATSYS: Choi has reached second wind!
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Choi 1/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0 Nagare
COMBATSYS: Nagare interrupts Power Strike from Choi with Breast Stroke Kick.
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Choi 1/--=====/=======|======-\-------\0 Nagare
Nagare couldn't imagine what would happen after he struck the man. All he knows is that right after he connects with Choi he veers off course, taking the man into the ground with him, flipping and flopping around. The man's dive, like always, was perfect. He was completely powerful in his dive, but for that he suffered elsewhere.
Still, he's impressed that the choi fellow has been able to keep up with him so far, and still he gets up, even as he's driven up with a clawed hand. Nagare sees the hand, and to look at it, well, Nagare can tell that Choi was getting back up, and given how impossible it was to hit him, perhaps a little over violence, Nagare decides he has to act quick.
So instead of getting out of the way. Nagare began to swim forward, even as his legs are slashed up again (he's going to need some sort of bandage after that), the water chi and flippers smack against Choi, over and over and over again. Nagare was just swimming Choi into the ground.
Choi hit the ground after his punch. It contacted. But he was on the ground. He closed his eyes, letting the Swimmer pound him to the ground. He didn't really feel the pain anymore. He was just blacking out.
In the darkness, the Korean saw a blond-haired girl. She looked at Choi. She began bouncing a few times. It was Tiffany! Choi sniffed the ground, and barked a few times. Tiffany bounded over to him, and Choi couldn't help but roll over and let her rub his tummy. She began rubbing his tummy, and called him a good boy. And then she moved lower... and lower... and lower..........
Choi opened his eyes quickly, a small flare of energy wanting to be released. As Nagare pounded him into the ground, he saw, for a brief moment, an opening. Gritting his teeth, he suddenly shot up, inside the swimmer's personal bubble, and despite the kicks, despite the pounding... He began to spin. And spin. And from his point, he tried to unleash the grandest tornado of pure chi energy. He knew he was gone. But he wasn't going to go without a fight.
COMBATSYS: Choi has reached third wind!
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Choi 0/-------/---====|======-\-------\0 Nagare
COMBATSYS: Nagare fails to interrupt Shin! Tatsumaki Shinkuu Zan from Choi with Dog Paddling.
- Power fail! -
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Choi 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\1 Nagare
Nagare just watches as Choi comes right back still, even through the Korean seems to be powered through. Nagare's on his last legs as it seems. He's really hurting, and if that had hurt just a little more, he'd have been already knocked out. But it doesn't matter. He looks up towards Choi and he starts to dog paddle right into him.
But that's a mistake. He's thrown by the tornado of energy that comes out sending him flying backwards, hurling in return as he comes to an abrupt stop. Owch, Nagare's not having that luck.
As Choi stops spinning, he sort of... staggers around. He didn't really know what he was doing. But, as he blinked a few times, he realized... he wasn't down. He shook his head. It must have been the dirty picture. It betrayed him at first, yes, but when he was blacking out, he remembered. Ah, Tiffany. If there was anything that Choi could count on, it was the mental pictures of busty highschool girls rubbing his tummy. And other places too!
The Korean rubs his mouth, a bit put off by the amount of blood still flowing. A solid cough brings up MORE blood, and a very sharp pain in the ribs. Still, he knew he wasn't out yet. He sneers at the swimmer, mouth missing several teeth, but not the message. "Darn right, kid. Let me tell you something. When I WANT to sell PORNOGRAPHIC PICTURES on a SCHOOL CAMPUS, damn right I am going to do it! And when I say that YOU aren't going to stop me..." He suddenly charges right at Nagare, roaring in rage. "... YOU AREN'T GOING TO STOP ME, BUDDY BOY!" And the Korean unleashes a single, two-clawed strike, attempting to overwhelm the Athlete once and for all.
COMBATSYS: Nagare dodges Choi's Toorima Geri.
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Choi 0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0 Nagare
Nagare looks beat. Nagare looks broken. But there's one damn thing Nagare can do. And that's stay and become a nuscience even as he should be down. Choi should be down. Hell all of them should be down but who's counting? Nobody. The fight continues on as such. Even as he looks towards Choi, he's not going to let the man get away with it as long as he can try!
And such, as Choi comes stilleven with the coughing up with blood, Nagare himself looks to be hurting, the energy burning all over his body. He's tired. He looks it but that doesn't stop him from swimming right over the Korean's strike. Up up up and away, and then, right towards Korean himself. It's slower, but still the basics are always best.
He swims, harder and harder. "This is a HIGH SCHOOL, sir! This is not the place!" Nagare states as he swims, water chi rippling off him.
COMBATSYS: Nagare successfully hits Choi with Dog Paddling.
- Power hit! -
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Choi 0/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0 Nagare
Choi has been beaten sideways and frontways this night. He had been pushed past the line, only to come back to protect his right to being a dirty old man. Externally and internally, he was a human hamburger. He had grown used to the sight of bosoms, bulging speedos, and men swimming in midair. His leaping attack was countered, viciously, with a dodge. A vicious dodge, you say, is impossible! Well, with our Korean falling to his knees in exhaustion, maybe not. Quivering, he slowly gets up. Only to be knocked down again.
As he laid on the ground, broken, battered, and blacking out, there was only one thing he could think of doing. "It is the place... because I say it is the place." And then, he makes a feeble jab out at the passing Nagare.
COMBATSYS: Choi has reached fourth wind!
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Choi 0/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0 Nagare
COMBATSYS: Nagare dodges Choi's Quick Strike.
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Choi 0/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0 Nagare
Nagare just looks towards Choi. He's getting up... again? Even as the punch comes for Nagare the swimmer just moves to the left and right. There's no way he's hitting him at the moment, but he's going to try anyways. Because after all, sooner or later, it's got to work, like it or not, and Nagare's going to do exactly that. It's gotta work sooner or later.
Rolling out of the way of the passing feeble stab, he looking towards the human hamburger midget. Nagare just can't get rid of him!
And with a quick flipper swat, Nagare rebuts, "I say it isn't."
COMBATSYS: Choi dodges Nagare's Quick Punch.
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Choi 0/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0 Nagare
Choi was lying there, motionless. He didn't seem like he could move. That last jab HAD to have been his last gasp. But then, as Nagare gives that flipper jab... something rakes across the Korean AGAIN. Like some sort of horrible divine intervention, he exploded up. His right arm was limp and twisted in a funny angle. His face was caked in blood. His body had more bruises than a Redneck Bridesmaid. But with a mindless chi shout, he gives a backflip kick in the air, trying to take out the Swimmer once and for all.
COMBATSYS: Choi successfully hits Nagare with Hien Zan.
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Choi 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Nagare
Nagare watches as Choi comes at him. He's uncertain he can get past the man in his weakened state, but he comes up and he certainly does want to win this. But Nagare isn't going to give up. Even if he's bruised beaten and beat the hell up. He swims towards Choi once more in the fastest thing he could possibly do!
A dog paddle. And in the end, he just falls. Oof. Poor Nagare gave it everything.
COMBATSYS: Nagare can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Choi dodges Nagare's Dog Paddling.
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Choi didn't have enough in him to roll away. He was too weak. Too tired. He was in straits. Instead, he just took a step to the right, and watched Nagare crash to the ground. He waited for about a minute. He had just come back 4 times from sure defeat. He wanted to see if he would do the same.
He didn't.
Slowly, Choi undid his gloves. He didn't want to bother collecting his goods. His briefcase was destroyed from the aggressive punching from Tiffany. Some time in the morning, some smartass student or poor janitor will be surprised when the flagpole briefcase will drop horrible chemicals all over her or him. Choi looked around some more. The pictures were all gone in the wind now. It wasn't worth it to hunt. He gave a rasping sigh. Was it really worth it?
Choi slowly took his hat off, and fanned himself with it. His arm was broken. He had countless internal injuries. And he would have to explain this to someone. Once the kid came too, he would warn about his activities. He was bluffing about 'buying off the facility.' He read about it in some news article, and hoped they would buy it.
He sighed again. Was there anything to be gained from this? Or learned? And then, he remembered. Reaching into the hat, he pulled out the pictures of Tiffany, the choice numbers he got from his collection. He nodded in approval. The message was clear.
Porn would conquer all.
Log created on 21:02:46 03/10/2008 by Choi, and last modified on 17:07:41 03/12/2008.