Description: Jiro and Oswald both received a message to fight each other at the Southtown Business district. While Jiro seemed to have the upper hand at first, Oswald's trickery had done the job on finishing the Interpol Officer off. (Winner: Oswald)
It was non stop. Neo League wasn't leaving him alone even after the brutal beating he got against the Futaba girl. He was still bandaged up in a few places, sporting a polo shirt and pale kakhis this time in a more business casual attire. His right arm is bandaged hard, and he still has a patch over one of his eyebrows. He had been the victor.
Another match. Not even enough time to recover fully - the moment his 'standard recovery time' expires his phone rings again with the beep of a new text message coming in. "Cheh." He curses with a breath, looking up to see where the crews had already set up their trap, springing it impromptu as Oswald endered the center square. Already there were police officers blocking traffic from the main street, a clearing was breaking in the crowd.
They wanted to ruin his winning streak, or keep pushing him harder. Ratings were through the roof, and he was quickly becoming the target of many aspiring fighters. This fight didn't have a 'chance to decline'. The phone is folded and placed in his pocket.
No glasses, no hat, sneakers this time instead of fancy shoes. Quite a change for the Gambler... even if he lost today he still won the biggest victory he ever could have this year : Hotaru is recovering and maybe... just maybe she's seen the errors of her ways.
For now, he waits.
First to defeat Hotaru? Publically, maybe. Although it seemed that Jiro did not do a good job at trying to bring her back to her senses, he did make an attempt. Unfortunately, work has snagged him away for some time. In fact, he was on his way to Metro City to deal with a situation there.
A message came from the Neo League. "...The fuck?" Jiro grunts as he makes his way to the business district, looking at the many crews assembled as they set up for the match. Jiro watches the officers with a bit of distaste before he shifts his eyes about. "..."
His eyes drift towards the 'arena'. He walks towards the center, only to see a very familiar face. His eyes narrow as he spots the figure of the old man, then he steps closer to the impromptu arena.
"So, you're my opponent." His eyes shut tightly, then he opens his hand out. The entire hand encompasses itself with those scarlet flames, then he swings the hand back as he raises his guard and he tightens his stance.
"Well then, let's get this started!"
COMBATSYS: Jiro has started a fight here.
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Jiro 0/-------/-------|
Who was this fighter now? Oswald's bandaged head tilts a bit as he looks to Jiro, eyebrows furrowing a tad as the young man steps forward into the ring, calling for a start of the match. "Well then... I don't have much a choice in this case." He states flatly but doesn't seem to be complaining as he takes a few steps forward, the final step scuffing the heel of his shoe purposefully on the pavement to punctuate his stop.
"The mail said you were Mister Kasagi. Let's have a good fight." he gives a short nod as his arms come up and close to his sides - a boxer's pose, not his preferred stance, but his arms were still somewhat shot. He'll be fighting through pain this match.
COMBATSYS: Oswald has joined the fight here.
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Jiro 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Oswald
"Nope, you have no choice." Jiro replies with a flat tone. The young man keeps his stance ready, the eyes keeping a good lookout for the old man's posture, then he starts to give off a feral grin. As that feral grin making itself known, the young man narrows his eyes at the older man.
"Cool." The young man gives off a snarl, then he steps towards Oswald before he sprints towards the older man. When he runs towards the gambler, Jiro closes in before he lunges forward with a lunging punch across the face of the man, before he steps forward with an incoming backfist to the face as quick.
COMBATSYS: Jiro successfully hits Oswald with Medium Punch.
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Jiro 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Oswald
He certainly didn't mice words. Oswald was a man that could respect that. As the Interpol officer dashes to him, Oswald squares himself with the intent to weave aside and away from the strike, though his calculation is quite off - and Jiro corrects himself just right to land the blow square across the cheek.
His shoulders shift to the side with the hit, that one eye closes with the blow; ahh that sting... a good square punch to the face. He had not gotten one that strong in a while... but along with that motion, his shoulders hunch down weaving in a low circle as he decides to return the favor, drawing up suddenly with an improvsed shoulder check, aimed straight at Jiro's chin. "A man that gets down to business! Good!"
COMBATSYS: Oswald successfully hits Jiro with Fierce Strike.
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Jiro 0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0 Oswald
As Jiro lunges in with that backfist, Jiro actually moves into the strike with the intentions of giving the older man yet another strike coming up. However, when he comes forward with the improvised shoulder check, Jiro's eyes widen as he tries to weave out of the way with an incoming footsweep as a follow up. Unfortunately, Jiro is caught right by the chin.
His head reels back from the impact, and he is starting to fall right onto his back. Reaching for the collar of the man, Jiro offers a feral grin, "Heh... nice!"
Should Jiro get a good grasp, he'll fall onto the ground back-wise, but then he'll pull Oswald towards him in time to have his right foot in front to plant at the solar plex of the man before using the foot to launch him over and away from him.
COMBATSYS: Oswald endures Jiro's Quick Throw!
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Jiro 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Oswald
Little else to be said, hm? Oswald shuts his mouth, then, as the shoulder check hits in, stepping wide and over to square himself as Jiro grabs hold and goes into the roll. He couldn't pull away from that one, as Jiro's got a good hold of him and is already going into the leg lift. Oswald braces himself as he's launched, holding his breath for the moment of impact, letting it groan out of him as he slams into the concrete a good eight feet away...
There's a hard scrape as his sneaker catches the pavement and he goes into a fast roll, a roll though, that makes him grunt rather hard as he springs to his feet and sprints toward Jiro now, pressing on the offensive. As Jiro comes up, Oswald springs into a horzontal leap-hop and brings his leg up level to hip, to deliver a knee to Jiro's side, using the sprint's momentum as his weapon.
COMBATSYS: Jiro interrupts Strong Kick from Oswald with Heaven's Diminisher.
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Jiro 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Oswald
The moment that Jiro launches the elderly fighter away from him, Jiro uses the moment to press his shoulders to the ground and utilize his legs to launch himself up and then spring himself back onto his feet. It's one of those fancy ways of getting up, but for a fighter, it's fast and effective.
Shifting his stance now, Jiro keeps a good look-out for Oswald as he is finally making use of the momentum to spring forth with a knee to the side.
On one hand, that knee is rather successful in crushing the side, but Jiro manages to press his hands out to shove Oswald back, in time for an incoming foot that strikes out towards the man. It is not just a kick, but accompanying that foot is a scarlet blaze formed into a wall. Almost like mist, the flames are encompassing the man.
Landing onto the ground, Jiro launches himself up into the air to form a blaze in his grasp. Launching the flames into the air, Jiro launches the lance straight towards the heart of Oswald.
"Heh, you're quite strong... Your match was impressive, I'd have to note."
The brief force of that flame pins him to the ground for the instant it exists, and the groan the comes out of him is a bit louder than it usually would be. A hand coming up to grasp at the chest, leaving a winced look on his face. The response to the compliment is a sharp hiss as he inhales quick and exhales very hard, trying to force the pain out of his mind as the adrenaline rushes in to start numbing it out.
"You're quite the match, Mister ... Kagasi..." He stays still for a second longer before his feet come up a bit and bend-knee, heels flat on ground, same with palms, "This is going to be an interesting match! HAVE AT YOU!" He springs up into a full twist, body contorting to let his legs place down in a sort of dancer's spiral, but it's during this spiral that the attack takes place, as a single trump-emblazoned card flicks out from his fingers and dances upon the wind's currents.
COMBATSYS: Oswald successfully hits Jiro with Queen.
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Jiro 1/------=/=======|=======\===----\1 Oswald
There is that hidden joy of beingbelted by powerful cards. Not.
As Jiro lands onto the ground, he settles back into his fighting stance. However, as the man prepares to step up his game, Jiro takes the stance in preparation for taking anything that comes his way. But as he presents the card out, Jiro is quick to shift stance and leap away, but he's caught by the card snapping off at his chest. He grimaces off from the blade's cut before he stumbles back.
"Shit." Then, he sprints forward to try to put pressure on the older man, leaping off of the ground with a mid-air outward crescent kick, using the left foot. Then he steps forward to launch two front snap kicks outward at his chest. At least, it was one snap kick and the other was more of a lunge kick to push him back as that first foot lands on the ground.
COMBATSYS: Jiro successfully hits Oswald with Light Kick.
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Jiro 1/------=/=======|=======\====---\1 Oswald
That arcing kick lands well, causing what was supposed to be a charge to drag back and delay him as the soles of his sneakers draw upon the pavement. He always hated fighting on paved roads... his being able to slide back was always something he liked having as an option. These types of turfs made fights up close and personal.
But it's as that kick finds home that the strangest thing happens. As Oswald's body shoves back, where he once was is this... shadow of his form and where he used to be. It's no doubt the kick landed square, but this pulse of darkness ripples out for just a moment, just long enough to prevent Jiro from seeing...
COMBATSYS: Jiro blocks Oswald's Medium Strike.
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Jiro 1/------=/=======|=======\====---\1 Oswald
From that bewilderment, Oswald has moved in to Jiro's flank, and with a sudden shift in his body weight sends a leg trusting out in front of him, not as a kick but as a precursor to a lancing strike, a straight stab with one of the cards...
There was something in the back of Jiro's mind that said, 'Unleash the pain. Unleash it.'
The problem was that Jiro did not know where Oswald was coming from, and it would be foly to attack blindly. He raises his guard up in preparation to see what came his way. And when oswald came in to his flank, Jiro's eyes widen when he sees Oswald coming forth to thrust out the card at his direction. The lancing card strikes his arms, spilling a bit of blood. A hiss echoes from Jiro in discomfort. With that in motion, however, Jiro is launching himself upward to lift his arm outward to catch the older man with a powerful uppercut in retaliation.
COMBATSYS: Oswald reflects Scarlet Slaughter from Jiro with Four Suits.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-
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Jiro 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Oswald
A good block. There's a flinch in his eyebrow as that card blocks into the arm, the fingers letting it go and he hops back as Jiro winds up and tenses, bringing that rush of fury-fire. It's a strange reaction, but seeing that uppercut come in, Oswald leaps up as the punch arrives, and like a hawk spreading its wings, his arms fling out and furiously start flicking a few cards into the air. As if striking into gel, they slow and come to a stop in a perfect compass-point configuration. Each of them glimmering briefly, one after the other.
"You fight well, Kasagi!" He yells down as he thrusts his hand to the middle, palm open, just as that uppercut goes to unleash its tremendous firepower... activating that shield just int time as it forces the energy into a blast back downwards upon Jiro's body...
The clap of Oswald's shoes is heard a few feet away as he lands...
The fact that the old man comes towards Jiro as he is drawing the uppercut out is a bit unsettling. The fact that Oswald manages to flicks the cards out and that he's punching towards them is unsettling. The fact that the energy just reels back and encompasses Jiro and delivers a burning sensation just bloody hurts.
Screaming and cursing several words, the only thing that is comprehensible is, "OW! FUCK!" Jiro recoils from the impact, looking scorched and singed. He grunts under his breath, then he takes a deep breath. "...It's not over yet!"
COMBATSYS: Jiro gains composure.
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Jiro 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Oswald
A breather? He had seen that...swimming boy Nagare do such a thing in his fight, and no - he couldn't let him draw breath and regain his center. There's a powerful glare that comes from his piercing red eyes, and soon the rushing steps of the Irishman charging toward the Agent take up the moment of peace in the otherwise bustling business district.
"OH NO YOU DON'T!" He bellows out as he goes into a sudden roll, coming out of it just at Jiro's feet with cards in hand, bringing the bladed trumps up to cut in a double arc 'x' from ankles to crown.
COMBATSYS: Jiro fails to counter Spade from Oswald with Excessive Force.
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Jiro 0/-------/--=====|=======\==-----\1 Oswald
As the Irishman gives Jiro such a glare at the recovery, Jiro returns that glare the only way that the Irish-American can! The fury borns within Jiro once more, especially after he takes his right foot back as his fist winds back. He sees that initial charge by the older man as he sprints at Jiro's direction. The eyes widen before he tightens his stance and the fist clenches.
"Wanna bet?! Sei!" Jiro bellows out as he prepares his kiai. Unfortunately for Jiro, the sudden roll catches him off guard for the strike, especially when he brings the bladed trumps to cut him in the arc. Both blades strike the legs ankles and the crown, drawing out a roar of pain before Jiro rolls along his back. "Da--damnit!"
*plink plink* The sounds of the titanium bladed cards striking the ground and sticking in finish the attack as Oswald narrowly avoids getting blasted by Jiro's counter attack. There was a glint of worry throughout the fight. Jiro was always just a step behind - Oswald's luck was holding so far but this office was one of a kind.
"You're not some ordinary bobby, are you?" He brings his arms up and lets his shoulders roll a bit, a sour look on his face as he does, lips sneering a bit though it's not with disdain to his opponent, "You're the first agent of law that's put up a good fight with me. You know... it's good to see the Law has good men on its side too, rather than all the muscle be on the other side of the fence."
Head turning to the side for a moment to finish that stretch of the injured shoulder, feeling surprisingly limber now as he circles where Jiro landed, counting to five before starting in again, to give himself time to pace his actions... as he comes in with a lift of leg and stomp down to the prone fighter.
COMBATSYS: Oswald successfully hits Jiro with Light Kick.
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Jiro 0/-------/=======|=======\===----\1 Oswald
This offers pain. Lots and lots of pain. Jiro has been undergoing a lot of pain during this fight. Several cut wounds that has pierced his clothing and made marks on his shoulders. Currently, Jiro is still breathing at a steady pace. But, when he looks up at the gambler, Jiro can't help but quirk an eyebrow.
"...Hrm?" THen, the young man cants his head to the side. He laughs a little as he asks, "So, I see you've run in the wrong side of the law." Great. More people to deal with along with Rugal, Geese, and the ramnents of the deceased Vega. His eyes narorw before he stands up, or at least tries to.
Unfortunately, Jiro is caught in by the fact that he is stomped into the ground -really- hard. This plants him further onto the ground, until he staggers himself back up. "Ergh..." His eyes narrow, then he lifts his head up to releases a feral roar. As that roar is unleashed...
His body is consumed by the unadulterated fury. Fury not for just Oswald, but fury over everything else. The type that holds no discrimination towards anyone. It is fury in its purest form. An uncontrollerable funnel.... But this time, with direction.
That blaze expands off and bursts right with Oswald within the vicinity, aiming to consume him as it explodes.
At least, until he gives out and he falls onto his knees, "Heh... Lost."
COMBATSYS: Jiro can no longer fight.
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Oswald 1/----===/=======|
COMBATSYS: Jiro successfully hits Oswald with Defiance.
Glancing Blow
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Oswald 1/---====/=======|
"Fortunately... I have not." He looks down to you as the foot lands solid, taking his foot off after the strike is deilvered. Oswald stands on no man, "There have been mistakes, but I've never been a suspect in crime, Agent Kasa... DAMN!"
He leaps back and tries to twist his body away from the blast, and for the most part is successful though the blast of energy from that funnel drags up his arm from wrist to middle forarm, singing the flesh and delivering quite the burn. Unceremoniously his back impacts against the pavement, delivering a little dose of road rash as he skids. A hard wince takes his face as he reaches to the singed arm with the other hand, "Ahhhhg... Oswald, you must learn..." He groans as he sits himself upright, "... learn to be better than that if you want them to forgive you, one day."
There's a silent curse as he gets up to his feet, and this time, he does let the fight staff come to his aid, "I'm no criminal, Jiro. Wrong place. Wrong time. Everyone's been there. 'till next time." Taking a seat now as the crew comes in to pick up the pieces, thankfully there was no collateral damage on this fight, life returns to normal...
COMBATSYS: Oswald has ended the fight here.
Log created on 18:54:00 03/16/2008 by Jiro, and last modified on 21:35:52 03/17/2008.