Description: An unusual battle set on the face of a faux rock wall, pitting Seijyun's Aoi Himezaki against fellow schoolmate Hotaru Futaba! The first one to hit the floor loses the match, but when Choi Bounge attempts to seduce the girls, will it end early?! (Winner: NO ONE)
To the States for this week's SNF when it comes to Hotaru Futaba, world traveler and popular fighter, appearing nearly every weekend in some fight or another. Some crazy location, some new rules, some intereresting new opponents to fight. She doesn't know how they keep coming up with such interesting ways to alter fights, but somehow the SNF organizers have pulled it off again!
The venue in question this week is a series of artificial walls, with various notches, nooks, crannies, foot holds, and hand rests all over them. Normally patrons of the facility are equipped with belts to keep them from falling to the mat covered floor below, but fighters don't need no saftey harnesses!! Hotaru stands at the base of one of the walls, hands clasped behind her back. Clothed in an outfit that harkens to Chinese styled attire. A blue, form fitting, custom tailored vest with gold trim covers her torso, worn over a white, short puffy sleeved blouse. It matches the white pants and blue, soft shoes she's also sporting. Clothing that lets her move swiftly and put her dexterity to maximum use. Perfect for the agile fighter.
Looking up the surface of the wall for a moment, Hotaru shakes her head, turning around to seek out her opponent. It's been almost a year since she last faced Zaki in the flower garden of Seijyun. Time to see how far the two of them have come since... Her expression is calm, reserved. Present once again after a long period of time of wearing her hair down are a pair of pig-tails in her hair, held in place by a pair of bright red ribbons. A deep breath is taken as the girl waits for the match to get started. Fighting up and down the side of a wall, huh? Well, it's a first. She can say that much.
People in the path of Aoi Himezaki toe a fine line-- a fine line that must carefully be considered lest they end up a little more injured than they were beforehand. Why would someone end up in a position like this? Well, numerous reasons do spring to mind-- ranging from the simple insult to the more broad, generalized insult to her intelligence or style by an adult or her peers. Few people can press her buttons and walk away unscathed, at that.
And the representitive from Howard Enterprises is probably wishing he was one of those people.
She thought it was a misprint at first, or that it was some kind of promotional gag for the gym and the rock climbing features there. But sure enough, when she arrives, the staff and the safety personell explain it one more time, clearly, so she can understand it.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me."
Her exclamation is befuddled and hard to repress given the situation, and so she walks toward the employees and trainers that manage the walls. It takes a moment to get beyond the language barrier, but they remark on her clothing-- her personalized Seijyun uniform-- and how it might not be the best clothing for climbing a rock wall. They could go get her a good pair of shorts, and--
The fist in the tight leather glove opens and then closes slowly, balling, and popping half the knuckles in her hand in sequence-- and that's all she has to say about that.
Arms folding, Zaki looks up at the wall and sighs as she falls into step next to Hotaru. "How long has it been, Futaba?"
Choi was here at the Saturday Night Fight. He was, again, considered a Chaos Agent. Something that he did very well. Especially when involving nubile-yet-busty youths (Otherwise known as NYBY's) like the ones here! However, he had a mission. An endearing mission. Both Hotaru and Zaki were told, under direct orders, not to sexually harass Choi. And naturally, being the CA, Choi knew his duty. He would tempt them. Seduce them. Ensare them. And win.
So there Choi stood, at the top of the climbing wall. He was mostly hidden, with his body just out of sight. Staring down ate the pair of girls below, he bore a wild grin. Someone was wrong. Something was different. Yes, was wearing a hat. And he was wearing sun glasses. He even had his classic gloves, gripping the edge of the wall. He was missing something. But for now, it was impossible to tell what that thing was, exactly.
In any case, the Korean does not speak. Only undresses the girls subtle with his eyes. Hotaru is already naked. Zaki, though. Zaki is taking a while. Choi so far has her hair let down. And her face and hands uncovered.
Shouts of angry, schoolgirl profanity? Ah, yeah, that'd be Zaki. Hotaru turns to face her fellow Seijyun student, hands clasped behind her back, watching the girl storm through the officials, frightening them off with glares, stares, shouts, and knuckle cracks. There's a reason the chain wielding girl is so well known at the all girl's school back in Southtown as one of the meanest, toughest young ladies around. Hotaru smiles faintly, exhaling softly. Yeah, this'll be interesting.
"Almost a year," the girl replies, thinking of their garden match where the two fought to a complete draw after several exchanged hits. Nearby an official is droning on about the match itself Fight along the walls. Don't touch the floor. Blah, blah. Hotaru isn't really listening. 'Chaos Agent'. An ear perks as she catches the tail end of the explanation. Hn. Oh well the girl muses, folding her arms in front of her, giving Zaki a very faint grin, a certain knowing smile. The masked fighter isn't the only tough girl here.
Of course, she's completely oblivious to where the hated Choi might be lurking at the moment, but... Busty is probably not a word that goes along with Hotaru too well. Petite. Lithe. Sure. "Sorta would prefer a more traditional match, perhaps another time, ne?" she asks of the other girl, eyes scanning up the side of the wall one more time. A few of the walls are closer together, leaving gaps between them, making it possible for one to leap back and forth between them, as long as there's a good foot hold waiting on the other side! Stretching her arms out at her side for a moment, then extending her fingers, the girl decides she's quiet ready to get this fight under way. A crouch, then hop, and the girl grabs hold of a handle several yards up off the ground, dangling for a moment until her feet find foot holds beneath her. Hanging on easily once she's in place, the girl simply waits for the fight to start, reminding herself to keep a cool head. She can't let herself get worked up like she did in the SNF with Roberto. Sakura's gonna /kill/ her if she does that again.
Almost a year... How the time flies.
Zaki barely pays attention to the rules, though the key point here seems to be not touching the floor. There's also the issue of the Chaos Agent assigned to their fight-- the one that Zaki looks up to with a pointed stare, as if she already knows what's on the short Korean's mind. It's a stare she usually has, like she's trying to burn a hole through someone she just plain ol' hates.
Or barely knows. Either way, Choi's a stupid adult. Midget. ... Thing.
With the rigging ready and Hotaru in the air, Aoi too is suspended, though with a little bit of extra fidgeting and adjustments to keep her dress from flying all untoward for the duration of the battle.
And so, trying her best to remain calm and almost stand on the wall with folded arms, Zaki begins to mutter under her breath, through the leather mask. "Assholes. I thought they were joking. What kind of dumbass books a match like this, anyway..."
Though it seems like she had ignored the question before, as the chain slackens out of her sleeve and is thusly rewrapped around the outside of her jacket sleeve for easier access, the redheaded Japanese girl looks to Hotaru. "I don't know if Seijyo's garden could take it again."
Ready?! Fight!!
As the girls get in position, the Korean knows it is time for him to make his move. The fight was on now. It was Choi's chance to lure them into the seedy world of naughty touching. Something he couldn't do himself, but he could encourage others to do. Something he is VERY eager to do. As he pulls himself to the top edge, it becomes very obvious on what he is missing.
The rest of his outfit.
Choi was up on top of the wall in the semi-nude. Lets get into the subtle details, shall we? The dwarf has no shirt, no shoes. But plenty of (fan)service. Most people don't get a chance to see his hairy grey weave of chest hair. The Korean even lacked pants, but thankfully (and forcibly by the SNF suits) he was wearing an undergarment. More appropriately described, a tight swimsuit. Leopard print and made of some sort of Spandex material, it was only thing on his entire torso. Standing erect (oh god horrible choice of words), the midget just waves at the pair of girls, and begins to pelvic thrust out over the walls in order to enrapture them in his well-aged body.
Shake.
Shake.
SHAKE.
And we are going to have an exciting fight tonight!
Turning around once she's got her hold on the wall, Hotaru leans her back against it, staying easily balanced on the footholds beneath her, with one hand on the bar up at her side. She watches Zaki get situatated and shakes her head a little. The other student is /not/ dressed for a fight like this. Hotaru feels bad for Zaki, exhaling a little. But she knows that someone as tough as the gang leader can adapt. No reason to feel like she needs to go easy on her or anything.
It's only as the start of the fight is called that the Futaba heiress becomes are of just who and where their Chaos Agent is, blue eyes scanning upward to the top most portion of the wall, coming to rest on Choi. For a moment. Before she blinks, shakes her head, closes her eyes, then looks a second time. No, it isn't just some figment of her imagination, there really is a nearly naked, small man. And he is in fact gyrating his pelvis in a rather disturbing manner. The girl's cheeks tint pink as she looks away a moment later, blinking down at the floor instead. "I do not just see that..." she mutters, shifting her gaze to where Zaki has situated herself. Yup. She sees it too. What the...
A deep breath is taken. "Okay. Just going to ignore that. That's all." she murmurs, keeping her eyes on Zaki instead. "Okay, here goes!" A fair warning, to make sure that Zaki isn't possessed by some kind of demonic spell eminating from Choi's... vicinity... And then Hotaru leaps from off the wall, gunning directly for Zaki's position, aiming to plant her foot against the other girl's shoulder and use it as a stomping point to push herself up a bit higher on the wall!
COMBATSYS: Hotaru has started a fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Zaki has joined the fight here.
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Hotaru 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Zaki
COMBATSYS: Hotaru successfully hits Zaki with Light Kick.
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Hotaru 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Zaki
COMBATSYS: Choi has joined the fight here.
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She doesn't even need to say it. Literally, she does not need to say it.
WHAT.
THE FUCK.
IS THAT.
The look in her eyes speaks volumes, screams it almost, into the minds of those around her. He's scrawny. He's old. He's -not wearing clothes-. He is -disgusting-.
And it's like someone lit a fire in Aoi Himezaki's soul. Her hands tighten around the rigging that has Zaki precariously dangling from a wall over the floor, all those feet up in the air. She was given fair warning, but the rage in her has pushed beyond that-- brought her to a place where she can't believe what she saw, and where she's probably about to lose her freaking mind.
Stomped down upon, Zaki loses her 'footing' and starts to fall down the wall. Snagging a handhold and fixing her position, the Ladies' Team's leader clambers up the wall a distance and grips a bit of the slack of the chain around her forearm, letting the rest fall down loose. Hooking her hand around in it once to make sure she keeps a good grip of it, the redhead pulls herself up a few lengths before whipping her arm up high, trying to snag Hotaru around the ankle and literally -rip- her off the wall. If hitting the floor ends this farce, then she'll have to make sure Futaba hits it quickly!
Choi is not ready to attack the girls. Oh no. He was going to make sure they were going to enjoy this. With his sexy dance going off, the people at home can truly appreciate the wonders and joy of tight-fitting speedo. Already there were people uploading close ups of Choi thrusting it, setting it to various songs and make it trendy. Yes, there is even a 'What is Choi?', another take on the Haddaway classic.
And then, the middle-aged man starts to talk. Stopping his pelvic dancing, he waves to the teenage girls. "Why, hello there babes! How are you feeling? Are you feeling... hot? And a need to let loose your wild hormones?" And then, the Korean spins his arms around, pointing a finger at each of the fighters. He grins wildly, flashing what might very well be an attempt at making a sexy pose. And then, the nightmare happens.
A slight muscle spasm is the first warning. And then, moving slowly, the hands begin to rotate inwards. Not at the sweet hairy chest, no. Lower. The finger move to point at the very symbol for both of their hate. The leopard print speedo. Directing all lines of sight to that single point, Choi looks down. And then back to the girls. The monster of a man does only one more thing. But how painful a thing it is. To everyone at home, they read the man's mind. Korea cries. Kim cries. The whole world cries.
Choi nods, knowingly.
COMBATSYS: Choi takes no action.
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COMBATSYS: Zaki successfully hits Hotaru with Chain Flip.
- Power hit! -
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Zaki's shoulder provides the boost Hotaru needs to get a foothold a little higher up, the girl grabbing a tight old of the wall, hands finding their places. Of course, in the search for a handhold, she's forced to look upward, which has her, much to her misery, looking at Choi a second time. An attempt is made to squint her eyes closed, cheeks still tinted a bit red. "You're the most ridiculous little thing I've seen in quite some time," the girl states, her voice cool, as she finally looks away, remembering that she has Zaki right beneath her.
The whip lashes out, catching hold of her ankle, and Hotaru yipes, attempting to tighten her hold strong enough to keep from being simply pulled clean off the wall. The other girl's strength is too much to contend with, however, and Hotaru begins to fall in spite her efforts to the contrary. Spinning around in mid air, she's quick to reach out and grab hold of another handle, slamming against the wall as she stops her momentum. Unfortunately for her, that results in her chest slamming hard against another bar, provoking a pained gasp at the unexpected jab.
Grunting, the girl kicks off Zaki's chain and drops right down the rest of the way, attempting to grab hold of the other girl's back, small hands attempting to grab hold of Zaki's shoulders. If she gets a grip, she'll simply just scramble right back up the girl into a position above her, intending to try and jar her loose in the meantime!
COMBATSYS: Zaki blocks Hotaru's Quick Throw.
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The attack works better than she had expected-- the chain lashes around Hotaru's leg and she's sent flying off... only to scramble back up like a little spider. Looking down, following the fellow student's path, Zaki tries to manuver off to the side to get ready, maybe try to bait Hotaru into climbing the wall up to be right next to her. Of course, before she knows it, there's a girl on her back ... on the wall, and ... ow.
The small size of the grips works against Zaki here, as well as Hotaru's weight while she tries to clamber up the redhead's back and shake her loose at the same time. Somehow, Zaki manages to keep her grip, but gets herself smacked against the wall a few times in the process.
Sputterin curses through her mask and shrugging the jacket of her uniform back in place, Zaki starts to clamber up the side of the wall, her backside thrust out and catching footholds and handholds in an attempt to get at least waist-high to the pigtailed fighter... and then grab-- grab at her waist, trying to throw her arms around Hotaru's waist and just -drop-.
If she fails, her hands grope around for a handhold to save her from hitting the floor. If she can pull it off, Zaki tries to drag the girl off the wall and down, letting go a short distance down to recover and grab for the wall's handholds.
"--I swear to god I'm gonna kill the asshole that came up with this--"
What? No seduction? Choi runs his claws against each other. He was going to have to pull out the big gun. No, not THAT big gun. Staring at Zaki's backside sticking out, he began mentally undressing again. These girls wrestling and struggle was enjoyable. However, he knew that lusting after them was not key. Them lusting after him WAS.
The Korean stretches up in the air for moment. "Well, babes, I guess what you need is a little break from the sexy. So let me just behind over and get something a little less..." The Korean crouches down on the top of the wall, leaning towards the girls. "... EROTIC." And then, the midget turns around to rummage for something behind the wall. And then, it becomes apparent to not only to the girls, but the whole freaking world. That was no speedo.
That was a thong.
COMBATSYS: Choi takes no action.
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COMBATSYS: Zaki successfully hits Hotaru with Medium Throw.
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Zaki 0/-------/---====|
As Hotaru scrambles up, she finds Zaki climbing up just behind her, seemingly having adapted well to navigating the wall in spite her initial misgivings. The other girl gets a grip around Hotaru's waist, and then drops. The dead weight is more than the Kenpo artist can hold back against, hands straining for a moment before she finally drops.
The fall is difficult to fight against, as Zaki has a good hold on her, and were Hotaru any less flexible and agile she'd almost definitely go crashing against the floor after that technique on Zaki's part. Twisting around the instant Zaki lets go, Hotaru hooks her leg around a handle, stopping her descent with her knee. The strain on her limb provokes a wince of pain as she dangles upside down for a moment, hands hanging down toward the floor...
And then she tightens her abs and pulls herself up as if doing a situp, small hands taking a desperate hold of another grip, allowing her to flip herself over and set herself rightside up. Whew. Close one. Of course, in the act of pulling herself up, the girl notices something she'll never forget. High atop the wall, Choi turning around. Hotaru stares for a long moment before tearing her gaze away to glare off to the side. What in the world IS this event? This is absurd! "So tired of stupid fights... not getting taken seriously... good for nothing..." she mutters.
Growling, Hotaru scrambles back up, intending to put distance between her and the floor as quickly as possible. But if she gets up to Zaki's level, she just keeps on climbing, going even higher. In fact, it seems she has a different target in mind all together. One she can't even bear to look at directly. But she doesn't have to stare at Choi to toss him off that wall, now does she?
COMBATSYS: Hotaru focuses on her next action.
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COMBATSYS: Hotaru has saved the state of this fight.
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Hotaru 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Choi
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COMBATSYS: Hotaru has left the fight here.
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Choi 0/-------/-------|===----\-------\0 Zaki
Choi says, "Hooray!"
Choi says, "Happy endings!"
COMBATSYS: Choi has left the fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Hotaru restarts a saved fight.
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As Zaki makes her daredevil, suicide leap off the wall to grab Hotaru, to drag her down, she seems to thankfully be ignoring Choi's antics at the top of the wall. Falling is the more important thing to worry about, and even if they're wearing safety harnesses and equipment it's still a problem keeping herself up in the air... and dropping from this height may not kill her, but landing and having her ankle twist at the wrong angle would make her very cross.
Catching onto a handhold, Aoi puts all her strength into maintaining her grip, bringing the other hand up with a swift grab to hold on, steady herself. Again her footing takes root, and she steadies herself...
And looks up.
And then looks down.
The daughter of the wealthy Himezaki family has seen one of those things that you can't unsee, one of those things where you swear for a moment that all of time and space were about to shatter.
Closing her eyes and holding onto the wall, not speaking out to Hotaru's situation as to being taken seriously but all the same agreeing with it... Zaki just tries her best to clear her mind.
"I hate every single person that put me on this goddamned wall. I hate all of them so much."
COMBATSYS: Zaki focuses on her next action.
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Choi's bending and stretching goes on. The Korean's buttock wiggle freely in the air, rippling with every movement. Then, to break from the liquid movement, they tense tightly. The thong feels more and more pressure as Choi stretches more and more. The Korean was convinced he was being sexy. With Zaki focusing her energies on a single point, he obviously was failing . Not that he noticed, of course. He was too entranced with his own devices. Sexy devices.
The strain on the swimsuit was of important note, however. Such garments were not meant for the extreme angles that Choi was forcing on them. Their already constraining nature was testing the material to the fullest. The only thing keeping them from rupturing was the collective will of the thousands and thousands of people at home. But then. Bubba O. Tep of Nebraska decides to stop watching for just a second to refill his popcorn. He steps up to acquire his microwavable goodness. And then, that was the opening the leopard print speedo was waiting for.
There is a sharp *TWANG* in the air. A horrible, horrible *TWANG*. Choi squeals, and flips over the side, hiding from public view. But the damage was done. Shooting through the air was the leopard print speedo, diving straight for Zaki's face and incredible speeds. Why her face? Was it because of the collective will of men? Or was it the very chaos elements that Choi was embracing? That was of no concern. Only Zaki's survival mattered.
Somehow, someday, Bubba is going to get his comeuppance for the horror he just wrought on the entire viewing populace and the two girls stuck in this nightmare of a match with the likes of Choi of all people. Hotaru had done her best to ignore the little creep as a weird farce, a whimsical addition for laughs. But keeping cool about that interference for so long would take the patience of Job, and really, lately, Hotaru hasn't had that.
She lasted a few rounds with the antics of the little freak, but now her temper's taken over. If she simply removes the little cretin from the wall and knocks him to the floor, he'll be eliminated right? She isn't even really sure that's the case, considering he IS the Chaos Agent. But a girl can dream, right?
Scrambling up the wall swiftly, the agile girl makes good time. Something goes flying past her down toward possibly the toughest girl at Seijyun high, if not at least the most rebellious, but Hotaru isn't even really sure what it is. Her sights are on finding the little monster who just fell back somewhere up at the top and taking the interference straight out of the match if at all possible.
Once she gets there, the girl blitzes straight for the fallen Choi, attempting to deliver a solid soccer-style kick to his side to launch him off the wall the likes of which would make Roberto proud, "Get lost you little monster!" the raging Kenpo artist exclaims. This may or may not constitute sexually harassing Choi. Hotaru will leave that up to the judges.
COMBATSYS: Zaki blocks Choi's Thrown Object.
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He. Just.
It.
What.
Choi's impromptu projectile flying down at Zaki brings her to react violently, besides the violent urge to vomit welling up in her throat. The redheaded Japanese girl's hands tighten and her fist swings up to swat Choi's lost clothing away so violently that her fist smashes awkwardly into one of the handholds protruding a little further than the others from the wall. Even with the pain of a bashing like that, Zaki begins to scale the wall at an accelerated rate, in response to Hotaru and moving at a similar clip. Where the speed and coordination came from... well, who knows?
As if to compliment Hotaru's attack, Zaki's delay in climbing brings her to fling her right arm right up into the air, the chain around her forearm spiraling off toward Choi in an attempt to catch him should Hotaru's attack hit and send him flying, or even if he remains on the wall or at the top and she's missed. Her chain hisses as it racks and scrapes up the wall, ripping away at chunks of fiberglass and artificial rockface while trying to slam into him and release her chi through it-- manifesting as large, angry sparks that look almost like it can't decide if it's electrical or sparks like a flame. Normally it would act like a means to take someone's feet out from under them, but perhaps on a wall like this it could send him plummeting toward the floor?!
COMBATSYS: Hotaru successfully hits Choi with Light Kick.
- Power hit! -
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COMBATSYS: Zaki successfully hits Choi with Dokuhebi no Tessa.
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Well, Choi. You really were asking for this. First the sexy pelvic dancing. Then the sexy buttocks dance. And then the wardrobe malfunction. You think the girls would put up with so much dirty old man? The answer is no. And the gods of the system have judged that you need to be put in your place.
Choi peeks over the edge of the wall, shuddering when the girls beeline it straight to him. Nudity? Was that what they were after? Choi was shaking. His dangly bits were free as a bird. And he didn't want them to be shared on national television! "Listen, ladies, could we settle this later? I mean, I don't think I can handle both of-" The Korean realized that Hotaru was going to be all over him. And not the kinky way. Sure, she was going to get her sick kicks. But now wasn't a good time to dwell on that. Scrambling up on the safe side of the wall, Choi was preparing to leap across to one of the nearby walls.
He doesn't make it.
The Chi explodes upwards, catching him right in the gut. Flipping through the air, he faces up at the Hotaru bringing her foot around. Where it lands is best left unsaid. Lets just imagine where would be the most painful spot to land a kick on a naked man. Or rather, lets NOT. Unless Zaki and Hotaru really wanted to sexually harass Choi.
Sailing through the air, Choi flails about. Thankfully for the swiftly shrinking audience at home, a censor block follows Choi as he slams into the rock climbing wall face first. It lurches for a moment, but for some strange reason, Choi doesn't fall. His claws are driven deep into the fake mass of plastic, keeping him in place. Well, hey. Maybe those things were more useful that just for cutting people up.
The midget groans, then shudders. His naked buttocks tense up furiously. "So, you girls finally decide to act on your hormones." He growls, scurrying up the wall face with his claws. "Well, I understand, babes. Girls your age, you simply do not understand how to treat your new emotions. Well, I guess I better teach you all how to handle a man of my caliber." Choi chortles, turning around. Digging his claws and feet into the wall around him, he winds back. Using the spring-like tension, he shoots through the air, trying to catch Hotaru with a solid midair kick. Correction. A solid NAKED midair kick.
COMBATSYS: Hotaru fails to interrupt Hien Zan from Choi with Satsujinken EX.
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The painful kick delivered, it looks like the two fighters might get their wish as Choi is sent sailing after their combination of attacks. Good riddance! But he makes it, his claws digging into the wall, keeping him from dropping to the floor below. Eyebrow twitching, the girl wishes it was possible to get a censor bar in /live/ vision! Ugh, and he's still talking. Chortling even, the little mutant.
All thoughts of promises made over the course of the last week escape from Hotaru's mind as her right arm flares to life with a burning red-orange chi. Her fist clenched tightly, the girl draws her arm back as Choi comes leaping back for her. She had told, no, /promised/ Raizo she wouldn't do this. She had told Sakura she wasn't going to use it anymore. But right now, the girl just doesn't care. Choi deserves nothing less than the most savage attack she can bring to bear, and that's what he's going to get right now.
His trajectory brings the little naked freak flying at the enraged girl and Hotaru draws her arm back, ready to meet him head on with a catastrophically powerful attack. But her punch goes side, the smallest of the trio slipping past her arm and kicking her in the chest, sending Hotaru slipping back a little, the energy she had built up flaring out and then vanishing quickly as the girl can no longer sustain the attack.
Teeth gritted, Hotaru only pauses for a moment, blue eyes fixed on Choi. On Choi's face. JUST HIS FACE, cheeks red with frustration at this ridiculous scenario.
Hotaru promised. She'd 'never use it again'. She promised on two separate occasions to Sakura, and at least once to Raizo, and likely made countless other promises to any number of other people. And yet, here she is doing it allll over again. The rage got to be too much to handle, and all promises were forgotten.
Sakura's in the audience. Sakura is not happy. And when Sakura's not happy, she makes sure people know it.
She expected Hotaru to let this slip again. And that's why... Sakura is standing up. "Hotaruuuu!" she shouts with an admonishing tone, "you're doing it again!!" The veteran SNF participant also knows it's easy to drown out individual voices when fighting, so she adds some punctuation -- in the form of a volleyball-sized orb of blue chi. Blue chi, not MURDERDEATHKILL chi. It's not intended to hit Hotaru. It's not intended to hit Zaki. It's not even intended to hit Choi -- though he probably deserves it -- but rather, a little spot just five or six feet to Hotaru's side. Just close enough for the concussive chi to make a noticeable sound for Hotaru.
"Remember who's watching!" she calls out again, this time through cupped hands. Maybe now she's paying attention?
"Shut up."
"SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP GRRAGH I HATE YOU!"
Without knowing Choi, of course, but having the man prance around butt naked on a wall on a television show that will likely be airing live around the world while they're in the middle of an insane battle is ... ...
Unnerving? Horrible? Gross? Worthy of gouging one's own eyes out? If you chose 'all of the above,' you would be the closest thing to correct. Aoi's chains draw back and wrap loosely around her forearm with a snap of the wrist and proper positioning of her forearm, looking ready to scale higher to meet Choi halfway when-- Sakura intervenes?!! On Hotaru's part, or so it seems, shouting at the girl from the impromptu audience.
"God, watch it!!" she shouts back down in reply. The attack may not have been meant to hurt any of them, but she's still going to yell. Yell, and now climb. Trying to scurry up the wall, Zaki again grips the surface with one hand, though this time she brings a foot up to try to steady herself-- and then -launches- her chain at Choi like some kind of cudgel-on-links, trying to slam him in the chest and push him back, -hard-. Though in this case, would it be more appropriate to say that it'd shove him out of the air, and down...?
COMBATSYS: Choi dodges Zaki's Hakai no Tessa.
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Choi's kicking strike lands true as a naked dwarf flies through the air. Somersaulting, he weaves in the air. As the whip comes shooting out at him, the Korean does something amazing. He spirals through the air in the opposite direction, slamming hard into the wall awkwardly. He digs his claws deep into a wall behind him. He coughs, hard. Blood was flowing from his body from places that should never bleed. Even though another School Girl interjects the fight, life was swiftly becoming worse for the Korean. A problem came up. Primarily, the issue of Choi drawing aggro from EVERYONE in the fight. Seriously. Shouldn't you girls be fighting each other? I mean, something terrible is going to happen if you keep targeting Choi.
As if to answer this, Choi winds back on the wall again. With an explosion of force, the Korean launches out to Zaki. Trying to grab her from behind, the Korean had a horrible scheme. The girl had far too much clothing, he thought. Maybe, through the clever use of claws, he could reduce the amount of clothing. Yes, the midget thought as he closed in on her. He would find out what kind of flower this precious girl was. And the entire world would learn, too.
Hotaru barely seems to be paying attention to anything now. Fixated on crushing the little spaz, she is only even barely aware of Zaki's frustrated rantings. Her attack failed to connect against Choi, leaving the naked unholy sight free to leap about even longer, much to everyone's dismay, to be certain. Hotaru gasps suddenly, a grimace overtaking her expression as she starts to craddle her right arm against her stomach. The pain is a sharp reminder of what she wasn't supposed to do, but not the one that gets her attention the most.
That title belongs to the blue chi blast that explodes against the wall nearby Hotaru, the girl glancing toward it then out toward the audience as if to try and make sense of where that came out of no where, her eyes coming to rest on Sakura. A different expression overtakes Hotaru then, a cringe of a different nature. She told so many she wouldn't strike with that technique again and in a fit of frustration, unleashed it just like any other time...
A certain palor overtakes the girl as a number of realizations come crashing down on her at once. She shouldn't be doing this. Sakura was right. She can't keep appearing in these things until she gets that under control. But... she can't leave Zaki to contend with the little nightmare on her own. Eye contact is made with Sakura for a brief moment, the girl looking as apologetic as well as dejected for a moment. A faint smile makes its way into her expression for a fleeting moment, and then she's back onto the offense. This time for Zaki's sake more than anything.
Choi is trying to attach himself to Hotaru's fellow Seijyun student, but in the process he's going to leave himself open to a very strong palm strike coming in from the side as Hotaru attempts to deal with him with crushing force, bracing herself and pouring all her strength into the single point of impact!
Certainly, Sakura isn't the only who's noticed Hotaru's SNF attitude has taken a sour turn as of late -- so when she gets up to shout, other people did jump up with her! ... Of course, none of them threw =fireballs= or anything, but still.
But ... for that one moment, Sakura made eye contact. The stern expression she gives Hotaru may have been =more= communicative than antyhing that may have been shouted, or spoken, or, uh, =thrown=... and it seems, for at least one moment, to have been effective. At least in this instance, mission accomplished.
When Hotaru smiles, Sakura does as well... they're in this together. Sakura knows it's hard to drop a technique 'cold turkey', especially if it works /really/ well... but sometimes it's for the better.
The Seijyun University student still gets a withering glare from the SNF officials trying to keep the peace though. It's pretty expressly stated that you just don't mess with the competitors unless they tell you to mess with the competitors, and nobody told Sakura to. ... Still, Sakura holds up her hands innocently. "Sorry, my, uh... fingers slipped!" What're you unarmed guards gonna do to a professional fighter? Just the same, she retakes her seat, blending right back in with the rest of the audience.
COMBATSYS: Choi successfully hits Zaki with Geketsu Tsuki.
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There's a whole lot of things that are wrong in Aoi Himezaki's life. Her relationship with her parents, her relationship with her grandparents. Her relationship with students in the school, even! Her grades, and how she excels in what the school pays the least attention to and barely skims by on what they pay the most attention to. She almost never wears the gym uniform-- one could count on their hand and still not run out of fingers, for that occasion.
But an old wrinkly Korean man the size of a large doll was now springing onto her back.
Zaki tries to move, tries to almost throw her weight along the wall, but Choi lands, grabs, and starts ripping away at her clothing. Her jacket is thick, durable-- well-made, much like the dress underneath, as well as the turtleneck worn beneath that. The fact that it's a -claw- says nothing to the cuts given in the process, as well as the rough impact from having the weight suddenly slam into her back while at the same time trying to hold herself steady.
"THAT. IS. IT!"
Twisting around -violently-, twisting hard to the side, Zaki grabs at Choi's wrist and lets go of the handholds, lets go of her rope, and tries to hold him in stranglehold and by the hand and drop the rest of the way to the floor.
With a small Korean landing pad.
COMBATSYS: Choi dodges Hotaru's Strong Punch.
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COMBATSYS: Zaki successfully hits Choi with Strong Throw EX.
- Power hit! -
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Choi easily dodges Hotaru's punch. After all. The end result was liberating a female who was totally digging him. However, there was a problem with his technique. While he was in fact clinging on to Zaki, he grossly under-estimated the tenacious nature of her clothing. Stabbing and cutting viciously, he asides causally to the girl. "My goodness, did you grow up naked or s-"
The Korean is quickly cut off by the girl STRANGLING him. Choking and gasping, his arms fall limply to his side as he is throttled violently by the red head. He kept falling to the ground choking and spasming. And then, with a sudden smash, he is ground into the ground.
The naked midget looks feebly up at the teenage girl above him. Spitting up a bit of blood, he feels a broken rib or two. But he just smiles. With a wink, he nods at the girl. "I knew if you would be on top of me by the end of this fight. No one can resist..." And with a sharp crack, he poses. "... The Choi."
COMBATSYS: Choi has left the fight here.
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Hotaru 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Zaki
Drawing her left hand back from its missed palm strike, Hotaru is left to watch Zaki get a tight grip on the little freak tightly by the neck. Sliding to a stop, the girl grins faintly. Yeah, he's out of luck now. There's no way Seijyun's most notorious gang leader is letting him go until she's well and satisfied he won't be getting up again.
And finally he drops to the floor with a hard thud, and at last the little horror is out of the picture. Hotaru shakes her head, looking away from Choi, wincing again as her right arm continues to throb, a reminder of a decision she's had to make. "Zaki," the girl remarks. "It was an honor to see you again. I- well, this wasn't exactly the kind of fight was hoping to face you again in, but things turned out this way."
The girl pauses, in some kind of pain that she's doing everything she can to hide from the other girl, but it clearly has something to do with her right arm. "My apologies, but I'm afraid I'll have to bow out of the rest of this match. Something... has come up, and I can't stay. I just wanted to make sure that menace was dealt with," she states with a nod of her head down toward the fallen Choi with a faint smile forced through the pain.
The girl turns to start climbing down the climbing wall. "I'll make it up to you with a real rematch sometime. Until then." She continues to climb down until she's halfway down the wall before turning to leap down to the floor, landing lightly on her feet, exhaling softly as she foreits and turns to leave the stage, offering no explanation to the officials managing the fight.
COMBATSYS: Hotaru takes no action.
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Hotaru 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Zaki
Sakura has been trying to ignore the tiny Korean for the entirety of the fight. She, uh... she's using the discipline instilled in her by Ryu to do this, uh, of course!
Really, though... it's much easier for her to focus exclusively on Hotaru. The Kenpoist is why she came here, after all. And seeing Hotaru make the realization that her rage was taking over... well, that's significant.
Sakura claps, softly, with a broad smile. It's doubtful the rest of the audience would be happy with the concession, but Sakura's pleased.
For a moment, Aoi wonders if she's not so much afraid of falling ... or if she's afraid of the sudden stop. But that moment is brief, fleeting, and only moments before the two people collide with the ground, Choi acting as the padding for the infamous leader of the massive Ladies' Team. Though as they drop, Zaki certainly announces it, letting out a low, gutteral, "UrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrAGH!"
They hit, and her first reaction is to allow her elbows to buckle while trying to push off, roll to the side-- almost turn him into a springboard to minimize the damage she takes when she hits the ground. Bouncing like a lead weight would, she hits the ground once, shifts, and lands for real, groaning.
With Hotaru climbing down, leaping, and bowing, it isn't completely out of Aoi's abilities to grasp the sudden change in her demeanor, as well as the way she's holding that arm. She stands, though her body feels worn and her arms and legs burn quite like the cuts on the parts of her back now exposed to the world. She's leaving...
"... All right, Futaba."
Aoi Himezaki makes a note-- go hunt down the fellow student later, without the cameras, and get a better explanation for this. Folding her arms and allowing her shoulders to sag with a sigh, she looks over her shoulder at the officials. What will the result be?
How low did the ratings plummet?
COMBATSYS: Zaki takes no action.
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COMBATSYS: Hotaru has left the fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Zaki has ended the fight here.
Log created on 23:42:27 04/04/2008 by Zaki, and last modified on 14:34:11 04/17/2008.