Description: Igniz visits a place full of wondermint, one where Geese had sent Billy Kane to fetch him some soap. Somewhere mid way Billy Kane gets waylaid by the god of NESTS, Igniz. A brawl takes place in the most unlikely of areas! HOTARU'S PAN- Southtown's own laundry mat.
Billy isn't too hard to find; he's a man who has nothing to fear in Southtown, be it reciprocation for his actions or anyone attempting to take him down. At least, one versus one; he's a cockroach and proud of it, and Igniz would likely not of needed the limitless resources and satellite coverage to pinpoint his latest outing. Where has he traversed, in this urban jungle of infinite possibilities? The laundry mat. It's not his sisters; he hates using the bulky, inattentive machines, so crude and reckless. But he had heard a new type of soap came out catering to fighters, and given the niche market public releases are tailored to such places. He's not someone about to go send an underling to fetch something as vital as soap, after all. The store is rather small; about sixteen large washers, eight jumbo dryers, and a vending machine. Behind the counter they sell instruments of cleanliness, with Billy stooped over the colorful box. ‘Kick the dirt right out of your clothes!' it proclaims. Yeah right. He's wearing his standard affair; blue denim, no shirt, bandana, and attitude.
It's a good thing that Billy isn't too hard to find, as Igniz didn't truely feel like looking hard enough. A simple tip coming from a scout, rather bored because watching Billy is a terrible job, explains to Igniz that the man is actually in a laundry mat. Really? That's it? That was simple. The god of NESTS hears about it, before simply moving through the front door not too long after.
The bell at the front of the laundry mat rings, fluttering back and forth as Igniz looks about, his figure wrapped in a grey tinted purple robe. Moving forward, the man seems to pick the washer directly next to Billy, opening it, before putting nothing in. This place was quite honestly a dump. It degraded Igniz to even be anywhere near laundry.
Or the poor.
"Hello Mr. Kane. Does it still pay well to be Geese's dog?" Igniz begins, slowly turning towards the bandana'd fighter. A soft smile appears in the crack of light that harshly touches his face.
Well, Billy comes from the dumpiest of the dumps, but he'd not put his laundry anywhere near here; he's just looking at this limited issue Fight Soap, endorsed by SNF. He didn't endorse it; better not of been Geese just writing away something this important to him, damnit. He was in the midst of investigating the ingredients, having only realized something was amiss by the wide, humbled eyes of the proprietor, backing away from the counter as Igniz enters. He turns just as those words are spoken, and the fire of rebellion is obvious. "Gotta lot of balls to call me that." he hisses out, grinning with too many teeth in a way far from amiable. "Who the hell do you think you are? Watch your tongue or I'll shove you and that damn robe into one of these washing machines." Billy's stance is strong and confident, not backing down from the mysterious stranger. He's had a lot of those recently. Quite the popular guy, it would seem.
Billy is quite the popular guy. He'll probably win some kind of award for being the most sought after by random fighters. Of course, none of so are truely random. It seems that Billy is, of course, is someone that truely needs to be taught a lesson. Multiple times. By every fighter on earth. After all, how profitable is working for Geese?
The cloaked man doesn't move at the speach of the other man, he chuckles softly as he shakes his head. "Confident are you? I'm sorry, but today is not one of those days that you can be as such." The god of NESTS speaks, the robes changing instantl, flowing up and about, connecting behind as they form up, fluttering in a unseen wind, light shines down with a short prayer. "I have a message for Geese Howard." Igniz says softly, lurching forward towards Billy.
So much... that he even strikes out with a whip, perhaps even before Billy can see it come, cracking down upon the fighter with the spiny appendage. "And you will give it to him!"
COMBATSYS: Igniz has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Billy has joined the fight here.
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Billy 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Igniz
COMBATSYS: Igniz successfully hits Billy with Trans-Axial Slice.
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Billy 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Igniz
"Don't gimme that bullcrap. There ain't a fighter alive I won't be confident against. Rugal. Vega. Geese. Krauser. I've matched or beat'm all. What makes you think you're so tough?!" He would probably continue this trash talk, were he not suddenly impacted with a tendril with startling velocity. He had begun to lower his arms, stumbling back to gain more time, but all it did was destroy his poor package of soap. He's sent flying backwards, crashing into a washer so hard the round window cracks before sliding down. A couple hacks and coughs follow. "The hell!!" His staff is yanked out and used to heft him upwards, assembled in a heartbeat. He seems as much battered as surprised. "What kind of attack was that?!" With that he advances rapidly, shooting out the end of his weapon and attempting to catch Igniz in the throat... to whirl him overhead, and try to slam the man upon the recently defiled washer!
COMBATSYS: Billy successfully hits Igniz with Fishhook Throw.
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Billy 0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0 Igniz
No one that Billy isn't thrilled about fighting? Well, Igniz is sure that the man must be thriled about something. Perhaps a washing machine or washes Geese's underwear? That certainly must be one of those things. Still, Igniz watches Billy closely. But perhaps not close enough, as Billy powers through Igniz's shield, even after the strike connects. "Because I know." The man exclaims, even as Billy fires himself, grabbing a hold of Igniz with the end of the pole at the throat, hurling him back into a washer. He cannot stop it, it hurts quite too much. With a quick WHUMP, Igniz looks towards Billy. "One of many in my arsenal!" Igniz depicts as he fires himself up.
And once he does, he grabs the edge of his cloak, whirling forward towards Billy with his cape, the searated edges ripping and tearing towards the man, each packed with a hefty chi. Can Billy overcome a skirt attack?!
COMBATSYS: Billy counters Cape Sweep from Igniz with Fire Dragon Pursuit Cane.
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Billy 0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0 Igniz
This is not the kind of skirt flip that Billy cares to experience; he is, however, remarkably adaptable even if he's not fully aware of the man opposite or his capabilities. The swished cape catches his eyes, proverbial exclamation points popping over his head. One end of the staff snaps down, shoving it away; the crackling energy only offers a gentle caress, before Billy pushes forward with a literal cackle. His staff disconnects into three pieces, offering an onslaught of blows with both ends before kicking out to send him right back against the manhandled washer, thereafter lunging backwards to put some distance between; hefting his staff and slowly twirling it, that mark of outright disrespect and arrogance completely undaunted. Looking at a god as if he weren't even a peer. "Tricks all you able to do?!" Of course, the truth is that he knows just how dangerous the other man is... And more then one possibility runs through his mind.
Igniz is surprised at the mans sheer speed. It seems that he continously comes at him without a moment of reluctance. It comes at him, quickly, powerfully. Even before the cape can actually connect. Instead, the stick carves into the man even as he goes. It's impossible to truly see how striking Billy is.
The staff however does crash into Ingiz, sending him flying backwards, skittering across the ground before coming to a brief stop at the end. Billy was more than just looks, after all. Tricks? All he can do? Not quite exactly.
But at the clatter and burns seemed to have forced Igniz back, the man just waits, looking towards Billy with malice in his eyes. But he does nothing quite yet. Not yet, anyways.
"I have much more than tricks." The god of NESTS states, eyes aided by the battle suit.
COMBATSYS: Igniz focuses on his next action.
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Billy 0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0 Igniz
Billy's breathing a bit regularly now, beginning a rather impressive show of twirling about his staff; swooshing through the air as it slithers beneath one armpit then over the opposite shoulder, like a master might handle nunchuks. Despite the mildly constrained environment, he seems to be compensating without any issues. "More then just some tricks, huh? Don't make me laugh!" With that he rushes forward, giving little warning to the fierce offensive; snapping up his staff at a sharp angle, trying to catch Igniz in the throat and slam him backwards. It's a simple staff thrust, but interlaced with hundreds of hours of mastery; greased lightning, and hopefully more then a little difficult to react to flawlessly! "Although who am I to talk, eh? I've got my little staff here... But somethin' tells me you got a lot more then a simple weapon under your dress."
COMBATSYS: Igniz counters Sparrow Drop from Billy with Jab Punch.
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Billy 0/-------/--=====|-------\-------\0 Igniz
Even as Billy comes towards Igniz, the leader of NESTS watches him carefully. He's coming, rather quickly actually. And Igniz has to do something about it. And Igniz does, quite so. Even if it's a little raw on the deal. He supposedly should have put a lot more effort into it, but things are exactly what they are.
"Oh, much more than a simple weapon." Igniz exclaims as Billy continues to power himself forward, rushing fiercely into the offensive as the staff comes directly up towards Igniz's throat, where it's stopped, as Igniz actually drives a fist down the side length of the pole before smashing it into the man's chest, stopping the movement dead. It's much less than a love tap.
"You'll see in time. I'm quite sure of that." Igniz exclaims with a soft smile.
The maneuver works perfectly, and Billy's pride just took a power hit. He looks outright shocked at the simple ease of thrusting aside his assault, and allowing it to show through merely destroys his composure further. "Tch..." He begins to seethe with heat, slowly rotating his weapon and displacing the air, turning the interior into a sauna. His clothing ripples, even as the tiles beneath his boots melt and warp. "I'm a long way from defeated!" is called out, beckoning the other man forward. "Show me somethin' other then a weird trick or a love tap. If you can!" He might regret calling that out, unfortunately. The man behind the counter? Oh, he already ran outside, but at least had the presence of mind to take the key for the quarter receptacles. He has a business to run, after all.
COMBATSYS: Billy gathers his will.
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Billy 1/-----==/=======|-------\-------\0 Igniz
Igniz had no idea Billy's pride could take power hits. This is one of those days it's a good thing to figure out. Still, even as the man is pushed back, Igniz seemed to get the short end of the stick. Watching as The man begins to rotate the staff, he can even feel the room getting warmer as he goes. He smiles softly.
"That's a nice parlor trick." Igniz exclaims, raising a hand up and pointing it towars Billy. Something other than a weird love tap or a trick? Most certainly. The hand is lowered, pointing towards the ground as Igniz simply creates a ball of immaculate chi, seething, pulsating, before hurling it off towards Billy, attempting to hurry it across the multitude of ground. "Very well then, Mr. Kane. You've asked so nicely about it."
COMBATSYS: Billy blocks Igniz's Divine Arrow - Ground.
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Billy 1/-----==/=======|=====--\-------\0 Igniz
Bothersome. That's a lot more chi then he's used to seeing; He can't immediately recollect such easily shaped magnitude being hurled around, outside Kain himself. Sweeping his own staff forward he catches the ball in the center, skidding backwards before colliding with the wall some distance away. He actually sinks in a half inch before it finally dissipates, hands numb and clothing singed. "...!" Well, he's got no response to that. It was a lot more then a love tap. Instead, he decides to speak with his FISTS. Via a quick charge forward, before suddenly unlocking the end segment of his staff and snapping it out, trying to catch Igniz's feet out right from under him! Intent on hopefully sending him to the floor in a very non-divine sprawl, were things to go his way.
COMBATSYS: Igniz blocks Billy's Quick Throw.
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Billy 1/-----==/=======|======-\-------\0 Igniz
There are very few things that one Igniz could imagine. One of these actually being that Billy Kane decides that he would deal with a man of likes such as Igniz. It suits the god of NESTS when Billy himself seems to slow down, at least for a moment, as he propels himself forward, speaking with his FISTS and pole.
Still, Igniz stands, four shields of chi appearing to slow down the striking end of the staff, causing Igniz to trip backwards still. It hurt, most impossibly for what was being thrown. Igniz muddles a little, falling back somewhat as he comes to a dead stop, his legs saved somewhat from constriction. But after, the battlesuit clicks, storing Billy's own strengths in it momentarilly. Combat data to be analyzed.
"Well?" Igniz asks plainfully as he imitates Billy's own move prior, chi swirling up and about the man, lifting up, almost as an immaculate white backdrop. "Your techniques are quite impressive. Let me feel them for myself?"
COMBATSYS: Igniz gathers his will.
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Billy 1/-----==/=======|=======\==-----\1 Igniz
Hmm. Billy rubs at his chin with the back of his hand, small stream of blood from his initial slam having peeked out. Igniz is toying with them. That, or he genuinely doesn't know how dangerous the former King of Fighter is. And that might be more infuriating then anything else. That complacency... even Vega was cautious, respected what he could do. He's no insect to be squished! A man like that has no right working beneath Geese, who'd be the very first to swat Kane were he to lack value. "Fine... I'll take my gloves off." Billy finally mulls, before twirling his staff and reeling it back. Before unleashing it forward; breaking into three segments, trying to crack right within Igniz's face before erupting into fire with another sharp, high pitched laugh bordering on sanity. It would swathe over before coming loose; and then he moves to move, interposing the washers in the middle area between himself and any retaliation. Igniz is not someone to battle upfront... And he has no qualms about using anything to his advantage.
COMBATSYS: Igniz fails to reflect Blazing Cane Thrust from Billy with Nega Genesis.
- Power fail! -
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Billy 1/---====/=======|=======\==-----\1 Igniz
Even as Billy seems to be considering his options, Igniz had already put his in place. The cane comes at him. It's quite simply really. It's moving at a pace that Igniz could easy catch it. But he doesn't. "Hah." He momentrily spouts before the strike comes, colliding powerfully against him even before he's able to raise the field. It connects quite easily, destroying all and everything that Igniz had prepared.
The man falls backwards quickly from the strike, crumpling powerfully. He's pretty much unable to make himself get up rather fast. The word is spinning, the battle suit it terribly mared. He had mis calculated, and now, the end is nigh. All his careful planning led him astray.
It seems he's unable to simply win a fight at his magnitude.
That worked far better then anticipated. Well, Billy's happy. He managed to show this guy he's not someone who can simply be bullied around at one's whim. Is he giving up? There's a dire grin, as he continues to slowly whirl his cane, still standing a fair distance away. "C'mon. You started this. I just wanted to buy some soap in peace. Now come and /finish it!!/" One foot stamps upon the washer, launching him out into a rushing assault; the end of his cane slams upon the ground, tiles shattering beneath, before leveraging him into a powerful sidekick, aiming to catch Igniz right upon his mug and hopefully send him crashing backwards. And bringing them back into close proximity, as well.
COMBATSYS: Billy successfully hits Igniz with Light Kick.
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Billy 1/--=====/=======|=======\===----\1 Igniz
Billy is a majestic fighter. A rather impossibly good fighter which, if you believe it or not, has a great penance for destroying everything that once could imagine. In this case, however, it's destroying Igniz's success. Even as he takes the simplest option of them all, pushing forward into the strike, Billy seems to overpower him in a great side kick, crushing Igniz backwards in a magnitude so powerful that the God of NESTS can no longer appreciate this.
The kick sends him back into a group of washing machines, battering the man in a move so powerful that he could simply not decipher it's origins. And then, in a moment. It all snaps. Igniz get up. Beaten bloody and pained, the god of NESTS stares at Billy in a cold stare. "I'm not going to start it..." Igniz softly whispers, firing himself forward, hand raised to grasp onto Billy's face, pulsating with white chi. The god of NESTS almost floats off the ground to do so. It's majestic.
COMBATSYS: Billy fails to counter Brutal God Project from Igniz with Ifrit Crisis.
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Billy 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Igniz
Even before Billy pushes forward with the strike, attempting to catch Igniz off guard, the god of NESTS does not stop. The hand strikes the neck of the man, grasping powerfully as he does as he slams Billy into a washer, preferably dizzying him for the moment being. Where Igniz hurls himself back, the world itself almost swapping, slowing down at Igniz's power is unleashed.
"Now let me show you something, Billy Kane..." Igniz begins, folding his arms as his cloak attacks. Yes, his cloak. Stabbing forward as the cloth bites into Billy's chest and figure cutting and savagely plunging themselves in. Right after, the whip is back, biting into Billy's figure as it lifts him up momentarily.
"Something that Geese could never achieve..." All four of the chi amplifiers on his cape strike up in revalation, aiming towards Billy before unleashing an uninterrupted stream of white, immaculate chi for a moment.
"The power of a GOD!" Igniz cries, raising a hand to the heavens before striking out forward, a small prayer uttered above. The area shakes with power as the small sphere quite litterally ingulfs Billy Kane, erupting about him as he does. The white chi would course over his figure. And then it's that, there isn't any more. Igniz's rage is quelched for the moment.
Well, shit. Billy knew he had his balls to the walls, and hurled his staff towards Igniz, missing completely. And while he was resuming his stance, clenching up and shivering like a girl, he was grasped before preparing. "...!!" Hands lift to grab the offending wrist, but too late. Crumpling over the washer, he begins to lethargically push himself up, eyes widening towards Igniz. It's not fear, exactly. Not like when he stared down Vega's Final Psycho Crusher, something capable of outright killing him. Yet that might simply be due to his naivety, as techniques truly capable of shattering mortals and demigods alike are rarely encountered by him. Blood erupts out from the lashes, blown backwards and landing in a heap. And the descending sphere, thereafter, leaves him battered and broken. But... defiance. Insolence. He starts to pick himself up, body a splatter pattern of blood, dripping from his slowly panting mouth. One eye turns to Igniz, beginning to push upwards with his staff. "...that it...?" he manages to say, teetering wildly as he plunges in and out of consciousness. "...I was waiting..." He manages a grin, pristine white offset by the rivers of crimson between. "...for a real attack..."
Igniz watches Billy, it's a very ballsy move to do such a thing, to throw yourself infront of a truck, or to something akin to it. The man's broken, beaten, and now at the mercy of Igniz... or is he? Still, the god of NESTS will not back down even if the field has been evened up dramatically.
"Are you glad you finally got what you asked for? I'm quite certain that it's an honor to experience it. However." Igniz states, moving forward slowl towards Billy. He smiles, grasping a hold of nothing at first.
And then, once more, a pulse of white chi comes to his hand. "I've had quite enough of you. Fall down, Billy Kane. And deliver a message to Geese that the god of NESTS will come for him soon enough. South town will fall to my hand!"
And that's when the chi erupts forwards, chasing across the grond towards Billy.
COMBATSYS: Billy slows Divine Arrow - Ground from Igniz with Blazing Whirlwind Cane.
Glancing Hit
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COMBATSYS: Billy can no longer fight.
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Billy's back on his feet, a surge of strength, adrenaline and iron will as he begins to madly spiral his weapon while Igniz's chi reaches convalescence. But he does it faster; as it rockets towards him, he's forced to unleash his own rapid surge quicker then desired, the thick ball crashing into the one summoned. And being blown backwards, Billy left absolutely helpless to it in his clumsy stance and recoil. He's impacted with a sharp cry; the damage was not much, but enough to send him down with his staff clattering away, body disobeying his screaming desire to rush onwards. "...Geese... fall to you...?" He manages another smile, limply thudding upon his back in the debris of the laundrymat. "...you gotta be kiddin'. ...If you can barely handle me, you don't got a prayer..." He coughs, a bit bloodily, but it turns into a warped, spasming laugh.
Watching as Billy fight off the very inkling of the strike, a powerful strike that moves to surge upon the ball of chi, but to his surprse, all of Billy's defiance is quelched by the same ball he had fired into the man. It was quite an amazing display of power still.
Moving towards Billy, bleeding and battered, his figure being aided by the battlesuit yet still. "You're skilled, I will give you that Billy Kane. You almost had me." The man says as Billy errupts in laughter behind him.
He decides, at this moment, that the message had been delivered enough. Walking out of the front door, the cloak once comes about again, holding onto Igniz's figure, hugging it nicey. He leaves the way he came, and decides today was most beneficial.
Log created on 13:09:23 04/13/2008 by Igniz, and last modified on 16:06:45 04/13/2008.