Description: Enter: Emocane Hime, the invincible offender of justice and amusement parks and her ally ...K'! Together, they hope to destroy the dreams of children everywhere by destroying amusement parks everywhere, one ride at a time. But who will stand and defend them? None other than the Burning Phys Ed Teacher Hayato Nekketsu and...uhh... Marisol? It's an unbelievable fight with an unbelievable finish! (Winners: Hayato and Marisol) (REAL Winner: Starscream. He's such a pro! :)!)
Holy moly crap makeral jumping beans on a cracker stick! It's the Dream Amusement Park, and it's tonights THRILLING locale of the Saturday Night Fight event! How can this be?? It is all... In the cards. Well what's there to say, the park isn't looking any more different then it usually is, but since it's getting late in the evening with the sun making its last moments of glory by setting, there are lots.. And I mean LOTS of lights flickering, blinking, flashing, bells ringing, horns tooting! Mini-trains, bumper cars, teacup rides, ferris wheels, and of course the arcades are flashing lights and PLENTY of them!
And to top it off it's unusually hot, and being in the center of all these crazy contraptions may make the atmosphere feel a lot hotter than it really is. Yuck! So where does the battle begin? More or less in the middle of it all; spotlights set up and shining down on the concrete floor at the carnie tables, where you can get some cotton candy or pop some balloons, knock over ducks with pellet guns, OVERSIZED PLUSHIES. They're there. And they're not all that's there.
There's also a pint-sized fighter who's perhaps getting a little -too- into the scenario. She's never gotten to play the bad-guy before so she's really hamming it up. How? Well by walking from the women's bathroom for one, wearing a black leather jacket and a white t-shirt over her ebony and pink bodysuit, hands in her pockets and a sneer on her features. About her shoulders is an oversized white scarf, with a black skull on the ends as the announcer introduces, "And coming in first! From the Valley of Destruction! The Dark Side of Justice: EMOCANE HIMEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!"
Obviously this confuses the crowd a bit, as they normally cheer for the little saikyo fighter.. But when she approaches a six year old kid and knocks a cotton candy out from his hand. "Nyeeeeeeeeh!!" And he starts crying (he got paid to do this! Honest!) she's suddenly assaulted with boos as she makes her way to the center. No poses! No speeches! She's ALL BUSINESS with an '>B[' face!
Defending an amusement park? That's something Hayato can get behind. The occasional visit to an amusement park is definitely a proper part of the Burning Spirit of Youth! What kind of monster could want to destroy such a place? A leather jacketed monster named Emocane Hime, apparently! Oh and some guy who's also dressed in leather. But I think we all know who the /real/ mastermind is here.
Since the fight hasn't started yet, Hayato is enjoying his time in the park. He's got half of a hot dog held in his right hand, although what remains of it quickly vanishes as he pops it into his mouth, chews rapidly and swallows. He does this while walking into the area set aside for the start of the fight, just in time to see Himeko knock the cotton candy out of the kid's hand. "Hey!" Hayato shoots Hime a glare, then walks over to the kid and flips a couple coins to him. "Here kid, go get yourself another one."
The Burning Phys Ed Teacher then turns back to Himeko, tapping his shinai on his shoulder as he eyes her sternly. "Now, you ought to know better than that! I think you owe that kid an apology. But if you're not willing, there should be plenty of time to convince you to." Hayato grins, in a not altogether pleasant way.
Meanwhile, as Himeko makes her grand, villainous appearance from out of the women's restroom, Marisol O'Connell is sitting on a bench eating funnel cake. Unlike Himeko, Marisol isn't dressed for the 'part,' whatever that may be. Instead, she looks quite comfortable wearing a pair of Capris jeans and sneakers with a pale blue colored peasant blouse. Content to just sit there and enjoy her dessert, the redhead just minds her own business, gray eyes fixed on the massive, insanely dangerous and fast rollercoaster looming in the horizon.
"Damn," the girl mumbles between bites.
"I gotta try that." She pops a piece of funnel cake into her mouth.
Soon enough the second contender arrives, the infamous Burning Phys Ed Teacher of Taiyo with whom the half-Spaniard O'Connell girl has fought alongside before. Truthfully this entire scenario is some sort of weird déjà vu, sans the burly foul-mouthed Brit and rickshaws. But Marisol seems to have not a care in the world, even as children cry.
She just eats her funnel cake on the bench.
Polishing it off, Marisol pushes herself off the bench and tosses the paper plate casually into the garbage, hands dusting together as she moseys along. Walking up next to Hayato, she shoots the Theme Park Defender from Taiyo an odd look as he sneers at the much shorter Himeko, a puzzled look on her face before she casually shrugs and sighs.
"Geez, so serious. ...Hey guys let's finish this as soon as possible. I want to ride that coaster before they close, and I hear this place has the best nachos ever. Plus I told Pás I'd try to win her a stuffed rooster doll, so..." Shifting her weight, Marisol's hands tuck themselves into the pockets of her Capris.
"Let's kind of get this thing goin'?"
Happy lights. Blinking lights. Flashing lights. Spotlights. There are god damned lights -everywhere-. On top of that, it's hot, and crowded, and excessively noisy: an overwhelming and constant stimulation of the senses. It's the worst environment imaginable for K', a locale bad enough that he almost thinks he preferred -last week- to this. And last week, he was matched up against somebody engineered to murder him.
So while the rest of the fighters have been variously enjoying the place as they choose, K' has been hiding in the quietest, darkest corner he can find. It's not until the very last moment he finally wrenches himself out of his refuge, and when he does the noise and glare instantly give him a massive headache. And that doesn't improve his disposition any.
A camera hovers in close with the obnoxious inquisitiveness of an oversized dog as K' shoulders grudgingly through to the slated fighting area. With a derisive snort of irritation, the young man plants a hand on the contraption and physically shoves it out of his face, sending the poor guy manning it stumbling back. Unlike the mild buzz stirred up by Himeko's behavior, it seems nobody in the crowd is really confused or surprised about K' being a dick; for Himeko it might just be a show, but for K' it's just second nature. The people know what K' is about, by now.
Prowling around the fringe of the delineated area, avoiding Himeko-- she looks like she'd make the headache worse-- K' casts a critical eye over the opposition. Eventually he just shrugs, pawing his shades off his face and folding them away, letting his eyes fall half-closed now he's no longer got the protection of their tinted lenses. "...didn't sign up to get some fuckin deja vu matches, but whatever."
Briefly, his half-shut yellow eyes linger a bit on Marisol. If he remembers the last time they met, he doesn't seem to be volunteering to bring up the topic.
COMBATSYS: Himeko has started a fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Marisol has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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Himeko 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Marisol
COMBATSYS: Hayato has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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Himeko 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Marisol
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Himeko blinks, not that it can be seen behind her shades, and sort of just peers up at the gym teacher. Of course she recognizes him, however she recognizes him from SCHOOL not as the dangerous villain Burning Man just a week before! Funny that. The girl runs a finger under her nose as she looks around a bit, and then back to Hayato with an, "aaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA STUFF IT, OLD MAN!! Don't go pickin' on me just because I'm an unlovable jerk, -chump-!"
Hime jerks her shoulders forward, feining throwing a strike to try to scare him. '>B[' face. She looks to K' as he approaches the group and.. Well.. If he doesn't talk to her, she won't talk to him! Gotta stay in character and all that, for the time being. So she just looks back to Marisol instead, and gives the Pacific student a glare as she takes off her shades, "Yeeeah, I didn't sign up for no freakin' deja vu matches neitha! Shhooooooooooooot! Oh, I'll finish this match real quick-like, see? I'll break you just like I'll break this icee vendor cart!" Hime makes a fist and SLAMS the back of her hand against the metal cart with a big yellow umbrella on it. "... Ow!" she yelps, shaking out her hand. The girl frowns and tries again. *WHUMP* "ow!!" ...........
There's another pause. And then she walks to the side and just gives the weapon a good SHOVE at Marisol, "Take this!!"
COMBATSYS: K' has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
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Himeko 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Marisol
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K' 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Hayato
Oh, right... Himeko is just playing a part. It took until now for Hayato to realize that. Still, that's no excuse for wasting perfectly good cotton candy like that! Hayato glances in Marisol's direction after she speaks. So, he'll be partnered up with her for this fight, hmm? Very well. He does, however, shake his head at her. "No, they've got pretty good nachos here, but if you want the /best/ you can get in town, there's a place further up the boardwalk." How very relevant to the fight at hand.
But then Himeko sends the cart rattling toward Marisol, so Hayato probably shouldn't be distracting her. Instead he begins striding toward Himeko and K'. What to do, what to do... Well, the scowl on K''s face has caught his attention. "What's the matter, pal? You're at an amusement park, you should be having fun!" Although what Hayato is about to do isn't really conducive to fun for most people. He begins charging toward K', grinning widely. "C'mon, enjoy yourself!" Once he's picked up speed and gotten close enough Hayato leaps forward, lifting up both legs for a full speed dropkick into the center of K''s chest.
COMBATSYS: Marisol dodges Himeko's Large Thrown Object.
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Himeko 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Marisol
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K' 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Hayato
K''s arrival draws Marisol's attention away from the two, far more animated fighters, gray eyes peering intently at the surly man as he sheds his shades and complains. It's typical K' behavior, and it earns him a half-hearted smirk from the redhead as she observes him carefully. "I think Howard Enterprises is getting a little lazy and recycling matches at this point," she offers the former NESTS agent with a half-lidded gaze.
A light nod follows. She remembers yeah. And she's thankful. But now's not the time.
"Good nachos further up the boardwalk?" the girl asks, turning her attention back onto her designated partner for the evening. Peering thoughtfully at the Phys Ed teacher, Marisol mulls over the information disclosed, gray eyes peering at the darkening sky above. "...awesome. I know where I'm going then. Thanks, mister Nekketsu! And good luck. Let's do this."
Gray eyes drift elsewhere, particularly on Himeko, as the dastardly Emocane Hime. Already she likes this weird girl. Her costume alone gets her about fifty brownie points with the half-Spaniard Pacific girl. "Hey, aren't you really that Hurricane Hime girl?" she asks, pointing absently at the costume beneath her Greaser costume. "Yeah, that's gotta be you. I've always wanted a chance to see what you can do."
But then...Himeko tries to be dastardly! ...and damn if it's not hilarious. Marisol laughs hard, and her laughter only grows when the girl punches the Icee cart to no real avail. Even when the cart is shoved and sent rolling squeakily along, its departure marked by a loud Italian "'EYYY! THAT'SA MY CAAART!" she just continues to laugh wildly. Up until it nearly crashes into her--that's remedied by sharply twisting on her heels and whipping her body out of potential harm's way.
She moves shortly afterwards, dashing in at Himeko with her arms raised and hands curled into tight fists. Her body comes to a stop of sorts, sneakers skidding along the smooth concrete as a fist tenses at her chest before she shoots it out, a nasty left, followed by a swift right. "HRAAAAAAH!"
COMBATSYS: K' blocks Hayato's Strong Kick.
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Himeko 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Marisol
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K' 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Hayato
Himeko acts up, slinging about loud attempts to 'be a jerk' and... punching an icee cart. Twice. To... not much effect. And for the space of a few moments, K' stares directly at Himeko with an unsettlingly unreadable sort of regard. He seems about to say something, for a moment-- or at least, about to question what the hell the girl thinks she's doing-- until Himeko just gives up and PUNTS the thing right at Marisol.
Oh. Well, that's a fine usage too.
Turning away from the ensuing fracas Himeko and Marisol get themselves into-- sparing Marisol's nod only a brief, noncommittal sort of glance-- K' focuses on Hayato with a profoundly unimpressed look. The irritation only intensifies when Hayato starts talking. "Yeah, yeah..." he bitches, letting his strong shoulders slope as he shoves a hand into his hair and ruffles the strands up a bit; seemingly lazily indifferent to the fact the phys ed teacher's put himself on cruise control right for his chest.
In the last moments before impact, K''s stance corrects to a brace and the boy catches the kick in his hands, killing off most of the momentum. "Kinda hard to enjoy myself when I'm stuck staring at you again--!" he answers, just before he tries to sharply force back against his block. Should he succeed in flipping Hayato straight back into the air, he'll twist around sharply and crack a heel sharply down towards the teacher, aiming to spike him right into the ground.
COMBATSYS: Himeko dodges Marisol's Medium Punch.
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Himeko 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Marisol
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K' 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Hayato
"Heh heh hehhh, yeaaaaaaaaah!!" Hime cries as the cart goes flying! But it doesn't hit her target, leaving the black-clad fighter staring forward with a slack jaw. Hime frowns, but becomes completely flustered when Marisol sees RIGHT THROUGH HER! She flails her arms as she cries, "Wh- Who are you talking about! N- Not me, no way! I'm not nearly cool enough or awesome enough to be someone like her!"
She coughs lightly into her fist, and then when the Pacificer comes dashing at her like a bull, those fists don't look fun! Luckily she's on the case and sways back once, then twice, while grinning and slipping her shades on again. "Hmmnn.. So you're Marisol O'Whatserface from Pacific High, huh? Hah! Never heard of you in my life!! POWER UP!" A very faint glow of white surrounding her features,
Emocane Dashes forward to try and get a hold of one of the girls arms. If she can, then she'd turn around and use a classic one arm slam right over her shoulders with some EBIL INTENT! "Let's fight anyway! I'm gonna break stuff! Break it! Yeah! YEAH!"
COMBATSYS: Hayato blocks K''s Spot Pile.
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Himeko 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Marisol
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K' 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Hayato
Well, K' does manage to kick Hayato into the ground, but it's not quite as effective as he might have hoped. The teacher manages to get his arms together before the kick connects, so K''s foot slams into his guard. It's still not pleasant being driven into the ground, of course, but Hayato's had worse. "Ah, c'mon." Hayato rolls back, away from the point of impact, then pops back up to his feet. "Would it kill you to smile a bit?"
Hayato cracks his neck a few times, then steps back in toward K'. "Is that really asking so much? You're gonna have a pretty lousy life if you can't learn to enjoy yourself once in a while!" His shinai goes up, then comes swinging down toward K''s left collarbone. The weapon then snaps back up before being brought down at an angle toward the side of the leather clad young man's head.
COMBATSYS: Himeko successfully hits Marisol with Quick Throw.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-
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Himeko 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Marisol
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K' 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Hayato
"I'm talking about you," Marisol replies rather casually, eyeing Himeko with a tiny smirk on her lips. "The jacket and shirt are a pretty bad touch, I might add. Dig the scarf though." A shrug follows thereafter, as Emocane Hime continues to deny the obvious truth. "Deny it all you like! I'll still have a good time kicking you around a bit." Her grin blossoms into a sneer as Marisol practically tosses herself at Himeko with a swift pair of punches.
...but Emocane Hime moves faster than expected, weaving out of harm's way. A sneer crosses her lips in response, gray eyes narrowing a bit. "O'Connell!" she cries in retort, "And like hell! Who hasn't heard of me by now? You must live under a ro--"
Grabbed by the arm, she's lifted over and tossed into the ground with a heavy thud, gray eyes widening as she lands on the ground harder than expected of some tiny girl. For a few seconds the half-Spaniard girl stares up at her with disbelief.
"Oh hell no!"
Rolling to the side, Marisol hops to her feet and sneers, hands coming together as she pops her knuckles. Swiftly after she whips forward, attempting to drive a fist into Hime's gut before, if lucky, she'll grab her by head and slam it into her knee before shoving her back and swinging a leg up to catch the girl in the jaw with a swift vertical kick.
COMBATSYS: K' endures Hayato's Medium Strike.
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Himeko 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Marisol
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K' 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Hayato
"Maybe," comes the unpromising growl in rejoinder. Slamming his heel back to the ground, K' recovers back into his negligent, relaxed stance easily, his left side facing Hayato, yellow eyes slanted at the teacher over a shoulder. Breath coming easily, K' quirks a brow in a sardonic expression. "Cause my life is already pretty lousy. I don't see a lot in it to smile about."
And when that shinai arcs up, K' just steps -into- the attack, accepting both arcs of the 'blade.' His head taps to one side as the bamboo slats impact his jaw, the boy taking one step to steady himself... and then he whips back around abruptly like a bolt fired from a crossbow, trying to utilize their close proximity. His right hand sparks with fire, the flames seething to life in a wide sweeping arc as the ex-agent claws forwards and up. A hard uppercut scythes up towards Hayato's jaw, the force behind it spinning K''s lean frame in a fire-wreathed 360.
COMBATSYS: Himeko blocks Marisol's Chain Reaction.
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Himeko 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Marisol
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K' 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Hayato
BOOM! Hime takes off her shades again and pockets them once Marisol hits the floor, and doesn't seem to be paying a lot of attention when the girl presses on about her fashion sense. She looks COOL. She knows it! She's like some sort of superhero GREASER. "Psssssh, you don't care about my scarf, nobody does," Hime says with a confident smirk. "Yeah that's right, I said it! I've never heard of you -or- the Pacific Resistance in my entire life! I don't care about nothing, see??" And when Marisol moves to punch the crap out of her, the antihero is already got her textbook out, held in both hands for the blow to slam into it with a jarring thud. The kick is handled almost in the same manner, she staggering a bit as she deflects that, "Oh HECK YEAH! Try to catch me if you can!"
Three pages are torn out of her book, each page enveloped in white energy. She throws them up into the air and then they fold into paper airplanes, quickly dive bombing at her opponent! Should they hit, she'll take the opportunity to make a run toward the merry-go-round! "Wahah! Destroy! Destruction!"
COMBATSYS: K' successfully hits Hayato with Crow Bite.
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Himeko 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Marisol
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K' 0/-------/---====|======-\-------\0 Hayato
Hayato doesn't even attempt to get out of the way, standing his ground as K' lashes into him with a flaming uppercut. Or at least, that's the plan. When he saw K''s body twisting, Hayato's plan was to grab the younger man when his back was turned, even if he had to take a hit to do so. Unfortunately, the fiery explosion of pain against his jaw staggers him back a pace, giving K' time to land, facing him once again. Blast.
Well, there's nothing to be done for it. "Well," Hayato rubs his jaw for a moment, "maybe you haven't been looking hard enough!" Such a touching conversation. Marred only slightly as Hayato reaches out, attempt to wrap his arms around K', pinning his limbs. Hayato then leans over backwards, yanking K' off the ground in the process, and falling over until K''s skull is violently introduced to the ground. He then releases his grip, hoping that the head trauma will allow him to get back to a standing position before K' takes another swing at him.
COMBATSYS: Himeko successfully hits Marisol with Art Attack.
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Himeko 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Marisol
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K' 0/-------/---====|=====--\-------\0 Hayato
"Man, for a girl named Emocane, you sure talk a lot," the half-Spaniard replies, squinting at the tiny little Greaser girl. That fall was a pain in the ass in more ways than one, and damned if she's going to take a spill like that again. In annoyance, the redhead tosses her head lightly to one side and spits with a light 'tch.' Then she tears off at Himeko, attempting to brutally pommel her.
It doesn't QUITE go as planned.
Pulling back, the redhead narrows her eyes thoughtfully, studying Himeko with a look of disbelief. She has a book? A textbook?
"Man, what kind of NERD brings a textbook to a fight on television?" she politely observes aloud, Marisol's head shaking idly to and fro. "Some emo punk Greaser you are. I'm really disappointed with how this is all turning out." To emphasize her DISAPPOINTMENT, Marisol's arms fold across her chest. Catch her if she can, eh?
"Dunno if you'd like that."
A moment later the girl is shredding her textbook, completely ruining the oath she swore upon signing the inside of the front cover. "Uhh," Marisol begins, lifting a finger. "I don't think the school appreciates that--" And then there were airplanes and chi.
Divebombed, the girl is struck three times, her expression puzzled and vaguely annoyed as she staggers back upon impact. Immediately after her eyes drift, peering down at the spot which each page landed, as if expecting something more. When she looks up, Hime's tearing ass to the Merry-Go-Round.
"Argh. Good luck, mister Nekketsu!" the girl offers, chasing after Himeko. "Where the hell are you running off to, anyway? Come BACK here!" And, in an odd display, Marisol attempts to catch up to Himeko by leaping forward and attempting to sock her upside the back of the head.
"Stop running THIS IS A FIGHT!"
COMBATSYS: Hayato successfully hits K' with German Suplex.
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Himeko 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Marisol
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K' 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\0 Hayato
"Yeah, well, every time I look, I get burnt. Or I get some new liability strung around my neck," K' replies, his voice entirely too bland for such a bleak pronouncement; probably letting Hayato know way more about his rather depressing existence than the teacher really wants to hear. There's just something about optimists that -irritates- K', though, something in him that delights in poking cynical holes in everything.
Of course, this kind of backfires when the object of your snark can fight back.
Seeing that incoming grab, K' tries to backpedal out of it; but Hayato's just a little too quick, and in the next moment the boy's relatively light frame is off the ground and getting crashed right back down in short order. Hayato is indeed given plenty of time to get back upright afterwards, as K' looks pretty well stunned by the move; it's primarily through instinct that he rolls out of his vulnerable position, getting distance between himself and Hayato and eventually pulling himself back to his feet.
"Nngh," K' says, and tries to clear his head. Historically, he's always got hit pretty hard by the Burning Phys Ed teacher. He doesn't care enough about Hayato for this to bother him appreciably... but that lack of care is really the only reason he hasn't started to wonder just what it is about Nekketsu he can't seem to get past a lot earlier than this. Taking a second, he attempts to get his bearings back-- and to resolve the three Hayatos he's seeing back into one.
COMBATSYS: K' focuses on his next action.
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Himeko 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Marisol
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K' 1/----===/=======|=======\-------\0 Hayato
COMBATSYS: Himeko dodges Marisol's Light Punch.
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Himeko 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Marisol
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K' 1/----===/=======|=======\-------\0 Hayato
Yes.. For the time being, Hime is leaving her partner behind to get involved in her own myschivous, magical adventure. Watch her go go go! Marisol's fist is just a tad too slow; Hime's running to quickly so she swings at nothing but at! The Emocane springs up onto one of the horses and sits on it backward, "YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!" she cries, fists in the air. Then pauses, and remembers what Marisol just said, "Uh.. I mean, 'laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaame'!!" 'DX'-face.
Still though, that jab about her textbook wasn't necessary. Hime might dare say it was uncalled for! "I'm not a nerd you're a DORK! I write my.. My uh.. POETRY in this! Dummy!" Hime springs off of the horse, struggles and grunts and with a mighty "NGRAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!" she RIPS out one of the silver bars, causing the horse to collapse! "Yeah you better be disappointed in me! You'd better be REAL DISAPPOINTED! Like your mom! Ha ha!" she hucks the pipe piece at Marisol. Lookit her. Fightin' like a girl! "'I'm Nobody' Spear!!"
While K' is clearing his head, Hayato glances around at his surroundings. If K' is going to take this so seriously, it looks like it's going to be up to Hayato to make things more lighthearted! And what luck! The amusement park train is coming around. Perfect timing! "C'mon, let's at least make things interesting. We've seen too much of this spot already, I think."
With a grin, Hayato reaches out toward K''s collar with his left hand. He then proceeds to drag the young man along behind him as he takes a few running steps and then leaps up and onto the train. Now, Hayato /could/ lift K' up high enough to get them both up onto the train... but it seems a better idea to just leap with all his might, then use K' as an anchor, thus ensuring that his jump will actually make it onto the roof of the train. Of course, if this works it means some lucky passenger on the train will end up seeing K''s face smooshed up against the window. And if it doesn't work... Well, Hayato's on the train, K', come and get him!
COMBATSYS: Marisol blocks Himeko's Thrown Object.
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Another miss, and Marisol's beginning to get a bit annoyed--especially when the girl leaps up onto the Merry-Go-Round horse and shoves a fist into the air. Why that punk...she'll get hers in due time. Rather than pursue the Emocane, however, Marisol's feet plant, her body carried a half foot along the ground with a scowl.
She doesn't give much chase thereafter; instead, Marisol just stares at Himeko go round and round, a droll look haunting her tanned features. Is this girl for real? Seriously? She can't be real. She's too dysfunctional. "Maybe she's one of those 'special kids?'" the redhead wonders aloud.
"And I'll HAVE you know my mother is a VERY NICE WOMAN!" she adds, looking a bit agitated, especially when the monkey-like Himeko tears a silver bar out of the horse and throws it at her. To show her frustration and RAGE, she sweeps a hand up and slaps the bar out of the air, just before it hits her in the face. Her eyes hood as she fixes her gaze intently on the emo Greaser.
"I swear if you don't get off that dumb rid for KIDS and fight me I'm going to come in there and rip that silly 'Poetry for Dummies' book of yours in half!" A foot stomps. Man is Himeko getting under the half-Spaniard's skin.
Er, sorry. EMOCANE HIME.
COMBATSYS: Marisol focuses on her next action.
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COMBATSYS: K' interrupts Medium Throw from Hayato with Heaven Drive.
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Interesting?
-INTERESTING-?
K' immediately knows there's nothing good to come of Hayato saying the word 'interesting.' And that knowledge is pretty solidly confirmed when the boy finds his collar snared in an inexorable grip. With a priceless sort of 'what the fuck' look, the erstwhile experiment finds himself dragged forwards, and towards the approaching train, which-- mercifully enough-- is actually pretty empty of passengers, due to SNF not really wanting any civilians to die a fiery death in K''s inevitable loss of temper.
K' still doesn't even really know what's going on; at least, not until Hayato hops up on the train. The teacher isn't quite so considerate as to properly heft his companion up with him, however, which means K' slams right into the side of the train. It's only a last-minute adjustment to hit with his shoulder instead of his face that keeps him from being too stunned to retaliate; and damn, is he mad enough to do so. Bracing his hands against the side of the train, K' tears his collar out of Hayato's grip.
K', when thoroughly upset, just gets even quieter. Thus, Hayato is treated to a second or two of blissful silence, free of K''s surly complaining, before K''s revenge for Hayato actually trying to make things fun is enacted. The boy tears out of nowhere abruptly, the Kusanagi flames raging around his right arm, the ex-agent spinning a harsh and fire-laced uppercut into Hayato yet again; he repeats the motion, slamming into Hayato again, knocking him into the air just so he can twist and fire off a burning kick straight for the man, knocking him back to the top of the train. K' joins him atop the thing shortly after, panting for breath, not really looking like that calmed his indignation any.
In the process of doing this, K' may or may not have scorched a long, unsightly gash right through the train's side. There he goes again, ruining fun for children everywhere.
The antihero grins, though before she really does anything she just so happens to notice K''s flames going crazynuts over in the distance! Hey, that.. Looks familiar somehow. But a more important comment comes up: Marisol's mother is a very nice woman? That is probably true. Which leaves Emocane Hime to have only one response, "NUH UH!!!" she yells as she's just.. Well.. Turning on the Merry Go Round. At a pretty smooth and normal pace, at that. As Marisol gets madder at the girl, Hime seems to 'lose it' as well, she stomping up and down in place, "No YOU shut up! You don't know me!! You don't know my pain!! You don't know what it's like, having the whole world against you! Living your life every day knowing that you're terrible at fighting!"
As she has a tantrum she accidentally kicks the switch that speeds up the amusementive machine and she ends up clutching the horse from the side, "WAAH!" Wait, she can use this to her advantage! With her free hand she unsheathes her oversized harrisen fan, the tip suddenly consumed in handy-dandy white energy! As she zooms closer to Marisol, she takes a one hand swing at the girls chin, and if it connects the blazing energy would send the gray-eyed girl upward! She weapon would extend to wrap around Marisol's ankle in passing and with a fierce tug is slung onto the ride, slamming into the rides center pillar! "Get over here!!!"
Despite the damage to one of the cars, the train keeps on chugging along. Granted, it's a pace that someone could keep up with by walking briskly, but still. Once his head clears after that assault, Hayato manages to sit up on the roof of the train, shaking his head a few times. "Ha, not bad, not bad... Looks like you're getting enthusiastic about this, at least!" Even if not exactly 'excited'.
After climbing the rest of the way to his feet, Hayato strides across the roof of the train toward K'. "Now, how's this for a setting? A duel on top of a rushi- well, a /moving/ train? It's like a movie, isn't it?" Grinning, Hayato finishes getting within range of K', then lashes out with a quick right-left-right punching combo at K''s face, following it up with a rap on the top of the skull from the shinai.
COMBATSYS: Marisol interrupts Mulligan Stew from Himeko with Snap Wind.
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K' 0/-------/-----==|=======\====---\1 Hayato
Did...did she just argue contrary to Marisol's mother being a nice woman?
What a horrible person Himeko is!
But before the half-Spaniard girl can yell some more, as she's wont to do in these odd venues, she's cut off by Himeko's heated rant. Part of the redhead didn't think she had it in her, despite Hime's attempts to be an EMOcane Greaser here. Color her stunned; the girl's mouth goes agape.
"Uhhhh," the redhead begins intelligently. How do you reply to that?
Fortunately, Emocane Hime's clumsiness fixes the problem and provides a suitable solution. The ride speeds up, causing the girl to whir about, clutching desperately to her abused pony. But just when the Pacific girl thinks the girl will seal her own fate, she up and produces a giant oversized fan that earns her an odd look from Marisol.
"What the he--"
Bam. It hits home, rocking the girl into the air. Before she can properly recover, she's snared by an ankle and sent blazing for a pillar. Will HER fate be sealed?
"SCREW THAT!" she cries, suggesting otherwise.
Whipping her body midair, Marisol plants her feet against that center pillar and shoves off, beelining right back at Himeko with a fist aimed for her jaw. Lashing out with the opposite hand she snares the piping barely holding the mechanical pony in place and, with a clench of her fist, brings that initial offending hand upwards, to drive a nasty uppercut into the girl's jaw and hopefully dislodge her from this crazy thing.
COMBATSYS: K' dodges Hayato's Random Strike.
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K' 0/-------/-----==|=======\====---\1 Hayato
K' looks around. K' looks down. He watches the ground go by at approximately five miles an hour. "Like a movie on pause," K' agrees eventually, fixing his eyes back on Hayato, looking pretty unexcited about this entire affair: though he's definitely paying attention. Hayato -did- get some enthusiasm out of the kid though, there's no arguing with that. Even if the enthusiasm was... kind of destructive.
Momentarily, something occurs to K'. He looks around. Where the hell did the other two combatants get off to? A faint, distant howl of "screw that" soon answers the question for him, and he looks back in time to see Hayato coming right at him.
K' reacts on instinct. His form blurs blackly as he flits just out of reach of those strikes, the wind of them ruffling his hair as they swipe by, and fetches up on a different car than Hayato. He seems happy enough to keep that distance for now, trying to catch his breath; it would seem he's pushed himself a little bit far keeping up with the Burning Phys Ed teacher.
COMBATSYS: K' gains composure.
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K' 0/-------/------=|=======\====---\1 Hayato
"GOTCHA!" Hime cries following the first hit and thinks that the rest of it is going to go smooooothly! Smooth like yogurt! "Ha h- AUGH!" Oh yeah.. Yeah, that punch definatly stuck clean and Hime's eyes cross as her head turns to the side from the impact. Cue the instant replay where:
The fist connects, and Hime lets out a superdeep baritone, 'Buuuuuuuhhhhuuuuuoooooaaallllh!' saliva flying out of her mouth.
The uppercut sends her flying RIGHT off the ferris wheel and lands with a hard THUD onto the concrete below! ".. Ow."
"Y- You HIT ME!!" she cries in shock as she holds her jaw and stands up in disbelief, "I can't believe it! I bet you're happy about that! You bully!!" Well, hopefully Marisol isn't too far off; the antihero will take the opportunity to twirl her fan over her head like a rope, then sling it forward again to catch her around the neck. If that works, then she'll pull back sharply and slam her down onto the ground again! She'll add in a few stomps for extra measure, "Take that and that and this! Bwaaaaaaaaaar!!"
Hayato frowns as he finds himself pummeling only air. Where's the fun in that?! Well, K' can't run forever. He's going to run out of room if he keeps retreating along the train. That's what passes through Hayato's mind as he walks toward K', grinning. What /doesn't/ pass through his mind is that K' could probably just jump down from the train without any real hassle, as long as there's a clear landing spot.
Only one thing to do, then. Hit K' before he can do that! Hayato suddenly bursts forward, charging over the remaining distance. He rears back as he closes in, raising his right arm high. Chi in a fiery orange hue surrounds his fist as he lunges at K' with a loud roar, attempting to punch him so hard that he'll drive his head all the way down to (and possibly through) the roof of the train.
COMBATSYS: Himeko successfully hits Marisol with Medium Throw.
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K' 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Hayato
That's more like it!
Clutching onto the metal pole supporting the insane Merry-Go-Round's horse seat in place, Marisol just watches with a wide smirk as the girl flies backwards and ultimately off the horse, hitting the ground. About time she got her off this stupid ride. Merry-Go-Rounds are for suckers and posers anyway. Good thing K' isn't on it!
Kicking off the horse, the half-Spaniard girl jumps off the Merry-Go-Round and lands in a deep crouch, hands stretched out at her sides for balance. Once said balance is properly maintained the redhead stands swiftly upright, lips still drawn in a smirk as she eyes Himeko. "Of course I hit you, gosh. What were you expecting me to do? Love tap you all night? Honestly!" Marisol throws her arms into the air.
And then like some weird twisted rodeo of emo, Marisol is snared by the neck and pulled forward, a loud 'grrgk' escaping her as she hits the ground before she's repeatedly stomped. What's this girl's damage? SERIOUSLY??
"Oh...argh...stop that crap...!!" Lashing an arm up, Marisol attempts to whip the girl's foot away while standing up, ripping the rope off her neck and throwing it aside with a glare. "You're like some buzzing bee in my ear! You hit like a sissy! And holy crap did the doctor drop you on your emo head as a baby? Christ!"
To emphasize Marisol's mounting frustrations, the half-Spaniard girl reels back before she whips a hand out with the right arm, attempting to sock Hime right across the jaw like the bully she is!
"Poetry's for suckers!"
COMBATSYS: K' blocks Hayato's Burning Cross Counter.
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K' 0/-------/----===|-------\-------\0 Hayato
K' chances a quick glance over his shoulder at the end of the train-- now much nearer-- once he thinks he won't be punched straight in the back of the head for it. Apparently, the same thought seems to have occurred to him; there isn't much further to go. Looking back forward, eyes narrowing slightly, the boy settles in to wait and take a minute to get his breath back.
Hayato soon objects to this pause, as evidenced by that sudden burst forwards; K', having been hit by this any number of times before, is -really- not eager to suffer a repeat performance today. He recoils backwards as the teacher lunges, catching the thrown punch in a hasty block; the force of it transmits straight through his arms and jars down to -dent- the train top, sending K' stumbling back.
Shaking out his stinging, useless hands, K' huffs an annoyed breath and opts to use the other "natural" weapon he's got. A lick of fire bursting into the air before him, the boy whips sharply around and throws a heel into the ring of flames, batting it at Hayato. Perhaps he's hoping that the restricted nature of their current fighting area will keep Hayato from avoiding the bolt of fire.
COMBATSYS: Himeko dodges Marisol's Hook Punch.
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K' 0/-------/----===|-------\-------\0 Hayato
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha haaaa!!" Hime cries, taking a step back and slips her hands into her pockets. But then she remembers she's in pain and raises her hand to her jaw again with a cringe. "I don't take kindly to your belittling me with your sweet talk!" she blurts back. "Also dissing on poetry is NOT COOL, OK!!??" As she says this and Marisol tries to sock her in the jaw again, the emo-kid doesn't look very impressed, in fact she just leans to the side as it SWISHes past her head. "At least I don't -fight- like a sissy! Who ever heard of a boxer who can't hit people! Ha ha!!"
She pulls down an eyelid and 'biiiiiiiihs!' Marisol, and then once she's done doing that, she drops into a slight crouch, and goes BARRELING toward Marisol like a giant cannonball. She hopes to not only crash into her but use the impact to send them both tumbling into another section, where there are railing tracks! In which point she'd rebound from the impact and come flying into Marisol with a flying kick follow-up!
COMBATSYS: Hayato dodges K''s Second Shoot.
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K' 0/-------/----===|-------\-------\0 Hayato
It's true, there's not much room for Hayato to move around in. Trying to sidestep the flame blast would lead to falling off the train, and simply running away isn't an option. So, when it comes to not getting hit, there's really only one option... head right toward the attack! Hayato takes a couple long strides forward, then dives forward and right over the blast. He hits the roof of the train hard, but rolling, and he's gotten in quite close to K' in the process.
When Hayato /stops/ rolling, that's when K' needs to worry. Because it means Hayato has gotten right up in front of him, and the Burning Phys Ed Teacher doesn't just stand up, oh no. He surges to his feet, leading with his fist and following all the way through, regardless of whether or not K''s jaw remains in the path of his rising fist.
COMBATSYS: Marisol fails to interrupt Fierce Punch from Himeko with Red Clover.
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K' 0/-------/----===|-------\-------\0 Hayato
The laughter goes largely ignored; Marisol is, if anything, getting angrier and angrier with each passing second she's forced to put up with Emocane Hime. Does the girl ever shut her trap? Or is she so hyped up on whatever drugs she's been taking before the match? At this point Marisol doesn't even know, or particularly care. She just wants to punch her in the mouth.
When the girl comes blazing forward, Marisol's eyes narrow, a fist glowing with energy as she bares her teeth. But seconds before she can fire a punch off Himeko crashes into her, a loud grunt escaping the redhead as she's force into yet another dumb attraction she'd rather not be on--especially considering the tracks there. Are they going to shock her?
"GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!" the redhead screams, furiously.
"You hit like a goddamned sissy, to say the least! What kind of attack was that? An inconvenience punch? Like that gentle stomp from earlier when you grabbed my throat?"
Furious now, the girl snaps her eyes aside, hoping to find the other guy in this fight as she tries to pull herself up off the ground.
"HEY NEKKETSU! CAN YOU PUNCH THIS GIRL IN THE MOUTH OR SOMETHING!" Because damned if Marisol can seem to, and someone needs to shut her up already!
COMBATSYS: Hayato successfully hits K' with Fierce Strike.
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K' 0/-------/--=====|=------\-------\0 Hayato
Whatever K' was expecting Hayato to do with his fire, it wasn't that. The teacher actually lunges over the blast of flames, hitting the train's top in a roll and fetching up... right at K''s feet. Already tired and a little startled, K' can't properly retreat or defend himself before Hayato's stood right back up. Fist first.
K' is struck -clear off- the train, crashing to a halt off next to the tracks: on the other side of where Marisol and Himeko have been conducting their struggle. Dimly, he hears O'Connell's furious voice yelling for Hayato to come do something about Himeko, and his eyes half-lid.
Hayato only gets about two seconds to try to respond to Marisol before K' has leapt straight up, landed in a precise balance on the edge of the train, and attempted to punt Hayato straight off it in Marisol's direction, in a sort of wordless "you heard the woman." Should he manage that much, he'll promptly... just drop off the train again and fetch up on the ground by the tracks, thinking furiously that he really isn't getting paid enough to do this.
Poor Marisol. This is likely not the kind of fight she was expecting at all from the saikyo fighter; and as each moment passes, Hime seems to be getting cockier and meaner! She slips her hands into her pockets again as the Pacific fighter cusses her out, and she laughs as she lowers her head. Actually, she does more than lower it, she shakes it. ".. Yeah.. Yeah, now you're finally starting to get it, aren't you? Amusement parks aren't fun after all, are they? Just give up this stupid fight and go home if you don't feel like defending it anymore, I don't care. Nobody'll care.." She snickers a little more, a devilish glint in her eye. "Look atcha, neither of us are having fun here, what say we just go home. I mean nobody wants to see us or this. Cuz you're in -my- world now, babe.."
Hime settles back, taking her textbook out of her scarf.. What is in it actually isn't poetry at all, but football-style plays that she decides to study on quickly to figure out a way to finish this girl off! "Allow me to read my latest poem! 'A horse is a horse, of course of course.. BUT NO ONE WILL TALK TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!'."
COMBATSYS: Himeko focuses on her next action.
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K' 0/-------/--=====|=------\-------\0 Hayato
COMBATSYS: Hayato counters Quick Throw from K' with Counter Thrust.
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Hayato may be a bit banged up, but he's not so shaken as to think K' is just going to let the train rumble peacefully off, especially since it's not exactly hard to catch up with it. However, there's something that Hayato has in mind that K', perhaps, should have. To demonstrate, a movie clip:
Obi-Wan: It's over Anakin, I have the high ground.
Anakin Skywalker: You underestimate my power!
Obi-Wan: Don't try it.
And then Anakin gets his damn legs cut off with a lightsaber and falls into lava.
There's no lava here, though, and Hayato doesn't a lightsabre, so he'll just have to make do. He can rely on the fact that K' has to come up to get on the train, and that will be made rather more difficult if something else is coming down. Like Hayato's fist, which slams right into K''s face just as he's almost cleared the edge of the train... leaving him to fall back to the ground. And a moment later Hayato jumps down as well. It did sound like Marisol needed some help, after all. "On my way!"
After otherwise ordering a fighter who is likely superior in many ways to her own talents to help her out, the redhead whips her head around once more, gray eyes wide as she just stares at the leather jacket-wearing wannabe emo Greaser girl. It's utterly unbelievable! How can someone so incredibly silly be getting so damn lucky?
"What are you on about?!" she cries, turning her attentions back onto Himeko as she speaks of the amusement park. She fails to realize the whole 'premise' of the SNF, what with her attitude and anger. "I'm not defending a dumb amusement park! I'm trying to hit you in the face!" It's really that simple.
But when she's called 'babe,' Marisol's angry expression falls, gray eyes wide as her face flushes.
"A...are you...coming o-onto me?!" she cries, taking a few steps away from the other girl and nearly stumbling across the rails as she attempts to get some distance between herself and Emocane Hime. "I mean, if you are that kind of person that's fine but whoa. Whoa. I don't go there." Her hands lift, waving lightly at the girl.
Another textbook is produced, and immediately gray eyes squint to peer at it. Is she going to prattle on about football now? ...no! She's going to offer horrible poetry instead. Flinching visibly, the girl scowls lightly, a hand thrusting forward as she juts a finger toward Himeko and cries, "Well maybe they would if you weren't so awful at poet--"
'On my way!' Best words she's heard all day.
Turning to face Hayato, the half-Spaniard's eyes are wide and happy. "Oh thank you!" she calls out to the man. "Thanks so much!" Maybe now she can bully poor Himeko into acting a lot less weird and maybe relatively normal. THE HEAT IS ON!
Just as soon as she catches her breath, that is.
COMBATSYS: Marisol gains composure.
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If he wasn't annoyed before (he was), K' certainly is (even more so) now. Sadly, Geese apparently didn't get around to the lesson of 'minding the environment' quite yet, which results in K''s rather hasty, temper-spurred attack being soundly dealt with. Pulling himself up and pushing the back of his hand along his bruised jaw, properly scaling the train again in order to look about and figure out where Hayato's gone, K' huffs an annoyed sound under his breath. The shit he does to get a fuckin workout. Still-- it's either this, or else just get trashed by Geese every other day.
Picking his way along the length of the train, the young man eventually drops off and instantly springs into what looks awfully like a kick thrown straight at the back of Hayato's head. Halfway there, however, the boy hits the ground first, sliding in low in a skidding sweep instead. And once he's done that, whatever the outcome and whether or not he gets Anakined right back to hell, he's apparently decided this entire batch of nonsense is too much for him, and that he's not going to go any further.
It's either that, or he might just have dragged himself somewhere, put his battered shades back on to block out the dizzying lights, and started trying not to pass out.
COMBATSYS: K' can no longer fight.
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"Hush your mouth you aren't my dad!! You don't know me!!" Hime immedietly shouts back, starting to get psyched up.. REALLY psyched up by the play that she has in mind now. The girl gains a slightly brighter glow about her now as she shifts the book back into her scarf. What's this talk about Marisol hitting on her? "So what if I -am-, Liking them chubby ain't a crime!!" she yells, "Don't pretend you'd go out with a loser like me anyway, get out of here with your so called 'flattery'! ... Fatty!"
'On my way!' Woah. Bad news is about to get a whole lot worse??
Hime races forward and makes a dive at Marisol's ankles once she's close enough, along the way reaching into her thigh holster. If she manages to grasp those ankles, the papers in her palms are enveloped in white energy, and a tornado of those glowing papers shoot upward to mummify the grey-eyed spaniard! As she spins and spins, suddenly the lower half of the energy tornado would twist in the opposite direction, resulting in a loud *CRICK*!! And the papers sprinkle to the floor like snow.
COMBATSYS: Hayato dodges K''s Narrow Spike.
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Hayato started moving shortly after hitting the ground, so he's already in motion when K' comes leaping off the train toward him. He spares a glance backwards... and then quickly starts moving faster, when it looks like K' is on a course to hit him in the back. He has enough time to do so such that K' hits the ground somewhere behind him and, after a quick examination doesn't reveal any signs of being followed, Hayato continues on his way toward Himeko and Marisol. Presumably K' is okay. Unless he got dragged under the train or something... but there don't appear to be any bloodstains on the wheels, so Hayato doesn't feel too worried.
And yes, Himeko, bad news is on the way. Bad news in the form of a grinning Hayato, charging across the park toward you. He's going at a pretty good clip, and it doesn't look like anything's going to stop him until he's good and ready. Good and ready being after he slams an upward arcing punch into Himeko's stomach with all the force of his charge behind it.
COMBATSYS: Himeko successfully hits Marisol with Read All About It!.
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"I'm GLAD I'm not your dad!" the half-Spaniard girl snaps back, eyes wide as she stares down the other girl. Her glow goes more or less ignored as Marisol stands there, hands curled into tight fists at her sides. "I'd be ashamed to have some poser wannabe emo weirdo as my daughter!" Her finger wags, lips pulling into a wide sneer as she holds her ground, there on those rails. Marisol's words darken, her expression serious.
"No daughter of mine...would be caught DEAD...wearing..."
A dramatic pause follows as her eyes hood sharply.
"Fake. Leather."
The expression shatters as she's accused of being a fatty. Shaking her head with disbelief, the girl stands there with her mouth agape, not moving even as Hime dives forward just as Hayato comes running up. Grasped and suddenly wrapped with papers like some odd mummy in a paper tornado-storm, she's wrapped up and ultimately given a free chiropractic treatment, courtesy of Himeko.
Furious, the girl reaches up and rips papers from her body, shoulders sagging deeply as she struggles NOT to pass the hell out already! It's been a chore and a half fighting this slippery Himeko, but now--NOW--the tables have turned on the antiheroine...and Marisol has had enough. Amusement parks be damned.
"LOOK OUT!" the girl barks to her teammate as he attempts to sock the girl in the stomach. Marisol, meanwhile, lets her fist erupt with energy, eyes wide as she draws a sharp breath past her lips. Gray eyes fix entirely on Emocane Hime, her lips pulling back over her teeth in a sneer. "PLEATHER WAS SO EIGHTIES!"
Dropping down onto the rails, Marisol's fist punches them fiercely, chi and all. The ground beneath her fist swells up, a surge of dandelion-yellow chi rapidly churning beneath the ground before it suddenly erupts, a huge gout of yellow chi and rail and ground and whatever else sent screaming right for Himeko!
COMBATSYS: Himeko blocks Marisol's Shoot the Moon.
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COMBATSYS: Himeko endures Hayato's Fierce Strike.
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"Hey DON'T TALK BAD ABOUT MY LEATHER, OK!!??" Hime immedietly shrieks back at Marisol. "MY LEATHER NEVER DID NOTHING TO YOU YOU SHUT UP!!" GOSH!! Marisol was all right but then she had to go and cross that line!! Emocane Hime will not put up with people putting down her clothes! But hey what's this.. Chi headed her way? Well she's got DOUBLE TROUBLE! Well she whips out her trusty textbook! And it's almost comical the way the energy just SLAMS into it when she drops into a crouch, the rails and wooden planks either flying right over her or bouncnig off the book despite the rediculous impact. But Hayato.. Hooboy. She glances to the side noticing something.... ANd then is BELTED by the mighty blow of BURNING JUSTICE! Ever see an anti-hero fly? You have now! the girl suddenly just goes SAILING BACKWARD into a tunnel that the tracks come out of. There's a light rumble and then Emocane TEARS out of the tunnel with a friend! Marisol, meet Speedy Charlie, one of the fastest rollercoasters in the business and it's coming right for you! "HRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!" she yells, drawing her hands back as if she were going to throw a Hadouken, then thrusts them forward, her book whipped open as a burst of six sheets enveloped in energy come flying out in an arrow formation. Her hands pull back and then she thrusts forth another six, and then finally a burst of twelve just homing in! "YOU'RE SO MEAN! DIE!!"
Oh, does Himeko think she's going to be able to escape just because she's riding on a roller coaster?! Well she's mistaken! Probably. Hayato isn't going to just let her get away without putting up a struggle, though. Hayato lunges for the edge of the rollercoaster, grabbing onto it with a death grip and ramming his feet into anything particularly solid looking along the ground that he can find. There's a few possibilities that could happen here... Hayato could manage to wrench the car off the track, or he could fail. In the former case, Himeko will find herself being sent off tumbling inside the suddenly loose car. In the latter case... Hayato could be in some trouble.
COMBATSYS: Marisol blocks Himeko's Schoolhouse Rock!.
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A sore spot? Marisol's features smooth into an arrogant expression, smoky gray eyes half-lidded as she just stares at the angry Emocane Hime. She deserved the pleather comment, she did! But there's precious little time to gloat about it; instead, the girl takes to a knee and thrusts a fist into the tracks, punching up chi and debris and all other miscellaneous junk.
Sadly for Marisol, it doesn't quite do the trick. Hayato's slash fares a bit better, launching the girl back into the tunnel and into the darkness. Marisol rises, exhaling loudly as she struggles for a deep breath. "D-d...did she...get knocked out?" she asks, glancing aside to Hayato.
Moments later a rollercoaster car screams out of the tunnel with Himeko on top of it, and a book in her hands. Staring with disbelief that the girl is STILL ABLE TO FIGHT, Marisol's head absently tips to one side, her full lips slightly agape with disbelief. How is she so damn impossible to knock out?! And why does she want her to die??
As 'Speedy Charlie' comes blazing by the girl leaps to one side, hopping off the main rails as quickly as possible as those sheets wrapped with chi throw themselves into her. Shielding her face with her arms, the girl's forearms get nicked and cut up, the chi stinging her bare arms as she staves off the paper assault. When she lowers her arms, Hayato is throwing himself at the car.
Suddenly bursting forward, Marisol runs hurriedly along the tracks she'd previously abandoned, trying desperately to keep up behind and ultimately sneak parallel to the car, opposite of Hayato. And when and if she should get close enough she'll swing a fist out, attempting to punch Himeko in the knee and knock her off as well!
"Y-YOU... A-ARE ...JERK!!"
COMBATSYS: Hayato successfully hits Himeko with Strong Throw.
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Himeko 1/---====/=======|==-----\-------\0 Marisol
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|====---\-------\0 Hayato
COMBATSYS: Himeko dodges Marisol's Light Punch.
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Himeko 1/---====/=======|==-----\-------\0 Marisol
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|====---\-------\0 Hayato
"WAHAHA- ... Aww." Hime thought for sure she was going to blast Marisol out of the BALL PARK following the assault, so they're both suprised there! "Man! I don't believe this!" she has time to cry before she's got her own problems to deal with! Well, Hime does manage to avoid Marisol's punch, cuz she's pretty good like that; but she's NOT able to deal with the sudden OVERPOWER ZOMG of Hayato. She's.. She's seen this kind of strength before she knows it, but WHERE???!!
The seven car vehicle is suddenly whipped up into the air, and the now mousy-eyed antihero cannot get out of the way for the LIFE of her. WHOOSH, oen of the cars snap free and clobbers into the tiny terror, sending herself and car flying off into another part of the coaster ride and hits the dirt with a massive puff of smoke.
There's silence... Nothing but silence and darkness behind those rails and support beams until suddenly with a bright flash of light, "LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" Papers papers and MORE energy enveloped papers come zooming out of the cloud of dust, and while it may lose some of that tasty speed bonus from havnig been blown so far back; they're coming! And the girl flops over the car compeletely exhausted, one eye closed. "Nothing's gone my *wheeze* way, since I was a little girl. .. *wheeze* Getting pounded with no effort, just another day for Emocane Hime.. The End." flop.
COMBATSYS: Himeko can no longer fight.
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|==-----\-------\0 Marisol
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|====---\-------\0 Hayato
After managing to actually rip the rollercoaster up and off the track Hayato watches his handywork for a few moments, then slowly leans over and puts his hands on his knees. Okay, phew. He needs a bit to catch his breath after that. Hopefully that's been enough help to satisfy Marisol, particularly since it looks like Himeko has just about run out of fight. A good thing, since Hayato is getting there himself.
COMBATSYS: Hayato has left the fight here.
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|==-----\-------\0 Marisol
COMBATSYS: Marisol slows Schoolhouse Rock! from Himeko with Rolling Star.
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|===----\-------\0 Marisol
The next few moments are strange, to say the least.
Marisol, running after the car in a vain attempt to punch Hime off.
Hayato, Hulking it up and ripping the car free of its rails.
Emocane Hime, clobbered by the door and sent sailing.
Planting her sneakered heels, Marisol skids along the rails to a halt, watching the car fall and tumble freely off its tracks as Hayato rolls off and carefully onto the tracks. Her eyes wander back onto Hayato as he admires his work, squatting there at the track's edge. "Th-that...was pretty awesome...mister Nekketsu," the girl offers as compliment. "Why don't we go get ourselves some nac--"
Papers laced with chi suddenly erupt from everywhere at once around the girl, whipping out of the cloud of dust from the ground below and sailing RIGHT for the half-Spaniard girl. Wide-eyed and startled by this sudden turn of events, the redhead just slams her fists forward, a surge of chi energy erupting from her hands to intercept the incoming paper assault with a cry of, "I'M NOT LIKE THAT!" For the most part, it does a damn good job of keeping her from suffering horrible papercuts and painful stings of white chi. But, with so many, she can only stop so man--but it's worth it.
Only after the dust settles, figuratively and literally, does Marisol just let her body fall backwards onto the rails, arms flat at her sides as she glares up at the sky. That was single-handedly the weirdest fight she's had all year--if not THE weirdest. Her eyes draw shut...man she needs a damn nap.
COMBATSYS: Marisol has ended the fight here.
Log created on 21:09:29 05/24/2008 by Marisol, and last modified on 19:15:27 05/27/2008.