Description: In the harbor... former teammates become opponents... and while Kiyoko may be frail she proves herself more than capable of taking out her former partner... (Winner: Kiyoko)
Just because a contender in the Neo League sends a challenge doesn't mean they get to pick the location of the fight. The League does need to get it's promotions in, after all. Kiyoko never would have picked a busy dock as a place to fight, but here she is. All around longshoreman do the tough work of loading and unloading huge containerships of their cargo, dropping them onto trains and semi's alike to be shipped off all over the continental US. To complicate matters even more one of the containers has 'accidentally' fallen from high above, it's shattered open remains and huge numbers of small objects made in China spilled about the area. A perfect ever-shifting platform for a fight, or so think the League Officials.
The Justice student stands on top of the caved in structure of the container, waiting for her opponent to arrive. Maybe it was a bad idea to challenge Setsuka, someone she knew would not hold back against her and fights in a way she considers rather brutal, but after having fought alongside her she can't help but wonder how the two would stack up against one another. And so she waits for the mysterious (to her, at least) sword wielding woman, her mind full of thought about how this may or may not go.
Setsuka certainly remembers Kiyoko. She makes a point, after all, of remembering everyone she meets that is of any concern... and fighters are definitely her concern. The young woman is mostly remembered for her distaste with how Setsuka dispatched Spider in that 'Saturday Night Fight'... but her skills are well-remembered as well. Setsuka, for her part, doesn't really care -where- she fights, so the dock... means little to her.
But, while Kiyoko waits, word of where the woman known as Setsuka is... has not been heard. In fact, the officials are looking nervous--she is a mostly unknown quality and in their few dealings with her they have not been sure, at all, that she is reliable... already, they're on the horn, perhaps looking for a replacement fighter.
That is, until she drops--seemingly out of nowhere--to land atop the container, opposite Kiyoko. Already armed, already ready... she comes up out of her crouch and smiles at the young woman. Those far away may consider it a friendly smile--but Kiyoko might get a different feeling...
COMBATSYS: Kiyoko has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Kiyoko has ended the fight here.
COMBATSYS: Kiyoko has started a fight here.
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Kiyoko 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Setsuka has joined the fight here.
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Kiyoko 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Setsuka
It's funny how you can be so focused on waiting for something and remaining patient that when the object you're searching for ends up right under your nose it takes you a while to notice it. This is the case as Setsuka drops from out of the void and lands on the container. Kiyoko's eyes are unfocused and staring blankly as she remains introspective. Then, a moment later she flinches just a bit, and smiles, "Hi! I didn't see you get here." Maybe not the best way to make an impression, but what can she do now?
"I'm glad you decided to accept my invitation. You were very impressive when we fought against Flora and... Spider?" She remembers that guy more for his attitude than his name. "Anyway, I thought it'd be nice to see how we stacked up against one another." Noticing the readiness of Setsuka she stretches her arms over her head and then drops into a low fighting stance, right leg far forward with a straight knee, left one back with a bent one. Her arms are held in front of herself, completeing what's obviously a defensive posture. Her senses lock onto Setsuka, evaluating her posture, her breathing, the tightness of her hand on the sword... "I'm ready."
COMBATSYS: Kiyoko focuses on her next action.
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Kiyoko 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Setsuka
Setsuka raises an eyebrow. "Ready, are you...?" That smile turns a little more cunning, a little more... dangerous. "I wonder," she murmurs, as she notes that gaze... she, too, lowers into a fighting stance, left hand steadying the scabbard of her kodachi, right hand on the hilt, grasping it with a firm confidence. She slides her right foot forward, crouching a bit lower, assuming a 'standard' battoujutsu stance...
And yet she doesn't move. Her eyes, too, watch Kiyoko--in a cold, and calculating manner--almost mechanically calculating. And that coldness seems to spread from her... it's nothing tangible, but she seems to have some sort of effect on the immediate area; people drawing away, just a few feet.
"Really? Are you ready? I don't hold back," she says, her voice taking on an almost singsong quality. "You may find yourself regretting this..." Her left thumb moves, pushing against the tsuba of her blade; that soft *clicK* is the sound of the blade being released from its stay... signifying a true readiness to draw the blade... and use it.
COMBATSYS: Setsuka focuses on her next action.
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Kiyoko 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Setsuka
Kiyoko blinks a few times at Setsuka's demeanor, and then gives a small nod of her head with a smile. "Yep. As ready as I can be, anyway. I know you can zip out of the way and stab me if I'm not careful. I'm sure you have even more tricks up your sleeve that I haven't seen yet. That's okay. I've fought people when they weren't holding back before. People stronger than either of us, probably." A high opinion of Ayame she has, yes.
The time for talking seems to have ceased, however, as the young woman darts forward towards Setsuka. Down the caved in top she goes and then back up the slight incline as she rushes to the opposite end of the container, moving to get in and attack as fast as she can. Once there she strikes out with a hard chop, her body twisting around sideways as her left arm straightens and simultaneously swings sideways, sending a quick, hard blow directed at Setsuka's ribs. "Yah!"
COMBATSYS: Setsuka blocks Kiyoko's Strong Punch.
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Kiyoko 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Setsuka
That incoming chop... Setsuka smiles faintly. "So you, you think I use 'tricks'..." Her voice is still a little friendly, in a faux manner, but there's a touch of acid in it too. She doesn't move, either, simply interposing her blade where the chop would land--the scabbard, anyways, which takes most of the impact. "I might be more careful with my words," she says, softly, "when dismissing another's skills..."
And then she moves, blurring forward, past Kiyoko... and then back, turning around to try and catch Kiyoko in the back, aiming to cut a thin line from Kiyoko's hip to her shoulder... again, as always, the blade manipulated expertly, aiming to cut the girl just deep enough to achieve maximum pain without serious damage... yet.
COMBATSYS: Kiyoko interrupts Power Strike from Setsuka with Spring Rain.
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Kiyoko 0/-------/----===|===----\-------\0 Setsuka
"If you want to take it that way, I guess you that's your choice," Kiyoko states while withdrawing her arm from the scabbard after impact. "but I was just using a figure of speech." Sometimes you just can't win with people, Kiyoko tells herself. Setsuka certainly doesn't seem like the friendly type, and she's not going to go too far out of her way to try and be nice if the same isn't going to be done for her. ...still, she's not going to be making any more comments like that to the woman.
The slash comes in fast, and forces Kiyoko to act in much the same way. She has no chance of keeping Setsuka from going past, so instead she shifts /backwards/, moving even closer as the slash comes in. As she does so her arm twists around and reaches behind her.
The blade sinks in- probably even father than intended, but the extended slash is suddenly stopped cold as Kiyoko's wrist meets Setsuka's as she swings the weapon. Chi enhanced strength keeps the attack from completing, and then in a fluid motion the girl lets out a sharp cry and twists her body around, hefting the assassin up off the ground and swinging her partially through the air before smashing her directly down into the surface of the container, producing a loud clang.
Panting a couple times after the exertion required from the attack, Kiyoko moves back into her original stance, keeping a close range compared to how she normally fights- Setsuka has the range advantage here. "I didn't mean to dismiss your skills, I was saying that I think there's more to you than meets the eye."
Setsuka hits... but not too hard. And when she rolls away, she rises to her feet with a faint, faint smile, a cold reptilian one. Not everything can be calculated in a fight, and Setsuka well knows it... but she's plenty of confidence that she can not only win this fight, but dismantle this girl... ah. The girl is attempting to retain her close range, is she? Well then... Setsuka smiles to herself and backsteps. The movement is smooth, happening almost before Kiyoko's eye can register it; it takes Setsuka out of that comfortable range, and then she's got her hand on her blade again.
The blade flashes; the steel sings. But the slash isn't meant to hit Kiyoko, not from that range. Instead, she slashes outwards, the blade glowing with blue-purple energy--unleashing an arc of energy, a thin arc that flies out at Kiyoko, even as the blade is returned to the scabbard. Apologizing... Kiyoko shouldn't be apologizing. To Setsuka's mind, it makes her look, and sound, weak...
COMBATSYS: Kiyoko dodges Setsuka's Kuukan Zan.
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Kiyoko 0/-------/----===|===----\-------\0 Setsuka
This is exactly where Kiyoko would be in trouble if she hadn't seen Setsuka perform this very attack against Flora back at the American Gladiators arena. Shifting out of range has Kiyoko standing exactly as she was before, still keeping a close eye on Setsuka to figure out what she's up to. When the blade is swung but Setsuka doesn't make to move forward she realizes what's coming.
She reacts instantly; already low to the ground she moves her back leg forward and allows herself to fall backwards, very nearly falling right onto her back if not for her hands holding herself up, allowing the energy to rush ever so close overhead, just barely missing her.
The girl presses down hard with her arms, shoving away from the ground and throwing her weight forward, going immediately from a heavily defensive position into an overtly offensive one. Using the momentum of the roll back to her feet she launches at Setsuka. Her attack is used with the full length of her arm, stabbing straight forward to try and jam her knuckles hard into her opponents windpipe, attempting to coil back and return to semi-distance with her once the fast strike is executed, "Hah!"
COMBATSYS: Setsuka blocks Kiyoko's Quick Punch.
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Kiyoko 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Setsuka
Setsuka quirks an eyebrow. Not that she -wasn't- expecting Kiyoko to dodge, persay... but that the girl is going for the throat... well. Once again, she uses her scabbard as a blocking implement; the weapon takes most of the impact, and what comes through is negligible. Her estimation of Kiyoko rises just a notch... but not too much. So... she thinks she knows Setsuka's fighting style... that's amusing to her, really. The black-haired swordswoman maintains her smile--though it's just a mask, really. She'd smile no matter what.
"So violent," she murmurs, "who taught you to go for the throat...?" Actaully, that amuses her some--because she's going to do the same thing, as she darts forward, closing the distance more than perhaps Kiyoko might expect, the blade flicking out once again.. it's target Kiyoko's throat, to trace another smile for the girl... an attack meant to demoralize and shock more than damage...
COMBATSYS: Kiyoko just-defends Setsuka's Quick Strike!
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Kiyoko 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Setsuka
The scabbard is again used to block the quick thrust coming at Setsuka, and for a moment Kiyoko wonders how advantageous it might be to remove it from Setsuka. Her mind replies that such a thing is a terrible idea- she's seen the woman fight... she always seems to hold back. Her slashes aren't meant to kill when they easily could... She's probably easily capable of blocking with the sword- even the blade of the sword.
She pulls back and begins setting herself. The comment and question actually catches her somewhat off guard, "Huh?" Violent? Well, maybe... "My teacher. I'm... not really strong, so I make up for it by striking at vital areas and pressure points." Something she thinks the woman across from her would have noticed, had she paid any attention to how she fought Spider.
Then Setsuka comes in- actually coming in /as/ Kiyoko makes her reply, and attacks with a throat cut with her blade. Fair is fair, isn't it? Kiyoko, one can easily imagine, does not want to get her throat cut, and immediately begins moving to counteract the blade. First of all she takes a half step backwards, moving away to give her a tiny bit of extra time that she's going to need. Next, her arms come up. It isn't her arms that uses to protect herself, however, but instead her hands. Green energy flares up around them as the motion to attack is made, and she interposes it between the blade and herself.
Chi meets steel, and this time chi wins out, the blade deflecting and repelling off the protective force that's brought out. And now that Kiyoko has protected herself with it, she may as well use that very energy for a second purpose. Stepping back again her right hand swings in a fast slice through the air, the energy trailing into it and forming a long crescent; a long crescent that leaps forward immediately at Setsuka.
COMBATSYS: Kiyoko successfully hits Setsuka with Spring Blossom.
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Kiyoko 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\0 Setsuka
The arc of energy splashes against Setsuka, despite her best efforts; she's flung backwards, bouncing off the flooring once... and back up onto her feet. Her eyes aren't cold now; they're burning, anger and pain converted into impulse and passion, the young woman having, so far, been defeated at every turn... but still quite willing to go after her opponent... perhaps... not just yet, however, as she reaches inside, to calm herself as much as possible.
The goal is to not let her emotions take over for her, but to harness them as much as possible. Every fiber of her being aches to slash the girl open from crown to root... to leave her a bloody mess that will not get up and walk again. But that urge is absorbed, converted... changed.
The swordswoman's eyes still, ice returning to her features. She is not, as of yet, being the playful person that she was during that SNF... but perhaps she doesn't have to be...
COMBATSYS: Setsuka focuses on her next action.
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Kiyoko 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\0 Setsuka
Kiyoko stands up straight when the attack finds it's mark, taking a brief moment to relax as Setsuka sets is forced to pick herself back up. Maybe that's a mistake the assassin could take advantage of if she was intending to do more than just cause a lot of pain with her weapon, but there it is. Though she might normally say something, the look in the woman's eyes as she gets back up are enough to silence the thought of it, and instead she simply slides easily into her fighting posture again.
Once hot and now cold again, Kiyoko isn't exactly sure how she should go about confronting Setsuka at this very moment. One part of her advises that taking a moment of her own to ready herself might be a good idea, and yet the other says he who hesitates is lost. "..."
Her mind tells her that right now she does /not/ want to charge the fighter. Perhaps it's weakness or cowardice that provokes that bit of fear, but it's there. And for now? She's going to listen to it. Having made her decision Kiyoko takes two steps over and then hops, dropping down off of the container itself and onto the array manufactured goods below, her footing almost instantly going to seed as the mess shifts about under her feet. Long sliding steps have her moving further down the heap and further away from Setsuka, and at this point most people who pay attention to shows like Saturday Night Fight will realize what Kiyoko's about to do next.
Something, something, Kiyoko needs something to throw. And it just so happens that she's standing on all the ammunition she could ever want. Her eyes shift this way and that across the junk, and eventually finds something she likes. Hefted up quickly is a small portable gaming device, nothing as complex as the cartridge using systems but a single relatively crude baseball game. Unable to hide the grin on her face at the irony of it, the girl faces Setsuka and jumps, whipping her arm out sideways and throwing the thing in a reverse frisbee toss, aiming for the head.
Now she thinks that Setsuka might end up thinking she isn't taking her seriously... but it's a risk she's willing to take.
COMBATSYS: Setsuka overcomes Thrown Object from Kiyoko with Thrown Object.
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Kiyoko 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\0 Setsuka
Hmph. So typical... Setsuka's reaction is, again, saved until the last moment. Deadly serious; that's her mien. Only her eyes move as she tracks that whipping, frisbeeing towards her head. It seems, in fact, as if she's just going to stand there... until the toy gets to within just about a meter from her.
Suddenly, she moves; her blade unsheathed just as she twists her head out of the way. The blade pierces the toy, and Setsuka spins around; the movement is graceful, yet quick and full of violence... and then Kiyoko may yet find that toy in the air, only returned to her in two pieces, both of them whipping around towards Kiyoko.
By the time the improvised weapon is flying back at Kiyoko, however, Setsuka's already in her stance again, the calm before the storm...
COMBATSYS: Kiyoko fails to slow Thrown Object from Setsuka with Thrown Object.
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Kiyoko 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\0 Setsuka
Kiyoko almost giggles when she sees the sword come out and slash the electronic toy out of the air. It's somewhat silly, to use such form and grace against such a silly little thing as a game like that, and maybe more so because of the necessity of such an action. With all that thought going through her head, however, Kiyoko has taken her mind off of the fight. For an analytical fighter such as herself that is a very, very bad thing.
She doesn't realize until it's half of the way back that it ended up getting sent her way at all. "A-ah!" She lets out a sound of surprise and then reacts purely on instinct, reaching down and picking up whatever is next to her foot and simply hurling it at the remains. It's too bad, then, that the device had split into two. Even had she /succeeded/ the other piece would have hit her. As it is she's right in the middle of an overhand arm motion when they hit her, smacking a small hardcover book out of her hand in the process.
A yelp of pain mixed in with laughter emits from the girl, and she turns to face Setsuka once more, dropping into her stance as best she can on the shifting surface while facing uphill, a little grin on her face.
Setsuka's curious--what could make this girl laugh so? Perhaps she's just feeling confident, with such a clear lead... but as Setsuka knows, such leads can evaporate. Rapidly. However, perhaps she's justified... but that laughter certainly won't help Kiyoko be seen as a proper fighter, by Setsuka. Amusing, hmm? Perhaps it is... Setsuka lunges forward, once more, applying her skills and her powers to turn, literally, into a blur--a blur that resolves itself back into Setsuka's form--suddenly much closer to Kiyoko.
She slashes out again, the blade arcing, hissing as it seeks to bite into Kiyoko's throat... or is it? The blade will reach out, but stop just short of actually slicing Kiyoko's throat--instead, the real attack is a low, snapping kick from Setsuka's lead leg, a kick intended to impact just above and inside of Kiyoko's knee.
COMBATSYS: Kiyoko blocks Setsuka's Light Kick.
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Kiyoko 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\0 Setsuka
Kiyoko seems to be failing Setsuka's 'respectable fighter' test, which is something that if known would probably make her feel a little sad. ...but only a little. That's because her real reason for fighting is something that would probably appall Setsuka even more: To have fun. She doesn't need her fellows approval (though that is nice!) to enjoy herself.
Setsuka shoots forward towards Kiyoko with incredible speed, and the girl has a hard time keeping track of the woman's motions. Her teeth grit slightly as the sword is lashed out at her and once again her arms raise. No chi this time, however, and the weapon... actually slices where it wasn't intended to because of the closer 'target'. A wince of pain forms on her features, but at the same time she notices the kick, having paid well enough attention to Setsuka's movements once she became traceable again. Her leg lifts and moves forward, a shin on shin contact made that gets another grunting noise out of her.
Quickly, while the range may actually be in her favor, Kiyoko disengages her block and...ducks? Not quite. Her hands plant into the unstable foundation, using as much focus as she can spare to roll into a handstand. Her legs reach out for Setsuka's neck and seek to entwine around it, gripping her tightly before attempting to throw her weight back and lift the woman off of her feet, pull her over her own body and slam her down into the assorted mess of what can only be described as 'things'.
COMBATSYS: Setsuka counters Harvest Moon from Kiyoko with Oborozuki.
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Kiyoko 1/------=/=======|=======\-------\1 Setsuka
Oh, no, not at all. Setsuka enjoys fighting as well. But, well... laughing at her? Of course that's going to prick her sense of pride. It's only natural. Whether that is what Kiyoko intends or not... that's how Setsuka is reading it. So naturally... she wants to wipe that smirk off of Kiyoko's face. It's natural. And so is Setsuka's reaction. Just as she lands, Kiyoko's ankles lock around Setsuka's neck. But before she can throw... her body dissolves into blue-purple energy, and 'drops' like it were liquid.
Of course, just as her body is dropping, it is rising, behind Kiyoko, right hand brandished in a fist, a long 'blade' of her energy hissing as she turns, bringing that energy blade straight across Kiyoko's body... a cold, almost electric feel to it as it passes through that body, doing little damage to flesh but perhaps doling out quite a bit of pain.
That done, Setsuka calmly takes two steps back, setting herself, returning to -her- favored range...
This had to be coming sooner or later. It's why she didn't just rush in when they were standing there together on top of the container itself. Her attack was turned against her, much as Setsuka's was when she slammed her to the ground, only this method is a bit more effective at such maneuvers. Kiyoko starts scrambling away the second the body disappears into energy, but there's now way she can escape in time. The blade of energy slashing across her back.
This produces a sharp scream from the girl, and she pitches forward and falls to her hands and knees as pain overwhelms her senses. Her breathing is heavy as the pain oh so slowly begins to fade away in the moments after the attack, and she shakily moves back up to her feet. "That," her voice speaks out, "was about as painful as I expected it to be." And judging from her tone? That's a lot.
She sets herself, facing Setsuka and considering her options. A plan begins to form into her mind, and her face tightens in concentration. Then a moment later a soft sigh escapes her. She calms herself, and prepares. She saw her use that move against Flora. She also saw her use a much more violent type of move against Spider. That second one? If Setsuka pulls that off the fight ends for her, and she can't fight while afraid that it could happen to her at any moment. She readies herself.
COMBATSYS: Kiyoko focuses on her next action.
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Kiyoko 1/------=/=======|=======\-------\1 Setsuka
Another smile from the swordswoman... yes. The pain. She definitely likes the pain... the feel of it is sweet, like honey, to her, but with a sharpness... she closes her eyes, for the briefest of moments. And then... well, then Kiyoko is electing... not to attack. An interesting thought. But, ultimately... Setsuka's eyes open, and she gazes at Kiyoko.
"You wish to force me to take action...?" It's a rather pointless query--just Setsuka making small talk, really, as she sinks into her deeper stance, once more... and yet, she doesn't move at all. Smiling, she simply meets that watching gaze with one of her own.
"I get the sense that you wait around... a lot..." But Setsuka is fine with waiting; she is more than fine with it, actually. So she settles into her stance, bouncing ever so lightly on the balls of her feet... and she waits...
COMBATSYS: Setsuka focuses on her next action.
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Kiyoko 1/------=/=======|=======\-------\1 Setsuka
Kiyoko finds herself not very surprised when Setsuka decides to take the same course of action. What's advantageous for one is advantageous for the both of them. A quick shake of her head when Setsuka asks the question of her. "Nope." She doesn't elaborate more on that for the moment, instead letting Setsuka finish her thought.
A short, introspective pause is given, and then Kiyoko replies, "Actually, I don't wait around for much of anything, these days." She gives a quick smile, Actually, I just wanted to really make sure this worked."
In a flash, Kiyoko acts, her hands suddenly alight with chi as she whirls them through the air in a quick, and possibly quite beautiful, dance. Her left arm slashes from the top right to the lower left, her right swings underneath to rise straight up into the air, and her body twists around, flowing easily into a final motion, her left arm making an opposite motion to the first.
The result is immediately obvious: Three large crescents of energy that immediately merge to form a spheroid of energy, and these blast towards Setsuka- from her own preferred range.
COMBATSYS: Setsuka blocks Kiyoko's Vernal Equinox.
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Kiyoko 0/-------/------=|=======\===----\1 Setsuka
Setsuka's lips don't move from that smile, even as the arcs of energy merge, and then come racing at her... she simply weathers the blast, letting it force her back... her body smoking, steaming with the pain of it... and yet... well. She ends up maybe ten feet from where she was, and that smile of hers is just... it's a little crazier now--a touch wider. The gleam in her eyes a touch brighter, a touch more fever-mad...
"I'm sorry to say that it didn't work..." And then... then she's rushing forward. Her energies are put to the test, as she literally blurs forward again... with all due speed, it seems, wanting to make a definitive strike... or at least, come as close to it as she can...
COMBATSYS: Kiyoko interrupts Yamikaze - Kuu from Setsuka with Winter's End.
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Kiyoko 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Setsuka
As she moves, her intent is to move past Kiyoko... not once, but twice--three times. Each time she passes, she would strike out... not with a hand, though she uses a hand to position her strike... but with a glowing ball of bright Psycho Power... a ball that will explode, just a few moments from now...
Kiyoko looks a bit disappointed when Setsuka takes the full force of the attack and is able to absorb it's power and break it on her guard. The look on her face, that makes Kiyoko go from disappointed to worried in record time- worried for her own safety, that is. The comment doesn't get much of a response from her, the visual having said quite enough already.
Setsuka attacks, shooting in at high speed. Kiyoko knows it's do or die time- she has to perform now or she's finished. She lets out a scream as the woman rushes past her and presses that ball of psycho power into her, the pain once again overwhelming her senses. It's just the shock she needs to push her into action. "I- I'm not finished yet!"
Setsuka turns around for her second pass, and Kiyoko jumps, her body twisting around for what's almost a dropkick like maneuver. Rather than leaping at the woman she uses her own speed against her, moving herself in the way and then kicking out with her legs to pound her in the stomach. Even while that ball of energy is doing it's thing she attacks further, twisting around to wrap her legs around Setsuka's neck and turn what momentum is left into pitch, twisting her around and driving her fiercely into the ground. Normally a rebound would go straight up, but on this tilted pile of imported goods they go sideways instead, flipping end over and crazily with both fighters pounding into the surface and only gaining speed, Kiyoko only barely maintaining control.
The third bounce, however, proves cataclysmic as the ball explodes, giving Kiyoko another potent blast of the power and flinging the two in opposite directions and smearing Kiyoko into the side of the container, a loud noise resounding off it as she falls face first into the surrounding pile.
In contrast... Setsuka -is- finished. But not quite yet. Turning around one more time, she -hisses-. Her expression is naked anger, and it lends her face and unearthly cast. Her anger powers her now, for the few moments more she needs... not that she's going to be knocked out... but she's pretty much finished with the fight... disgusted. But... at herself, or someone else? It's hard to say--all that can be said is...
... She rises again, grasping her blade... and she rips another arc of energy free from it, as if pulling it from the scabbard, sending it hissing through the air for Kiyoko's body. Hit or miss, the cameras and eyes follow it--and by the time they think to look for Setsuka... she's gone.
COMBATSYS: Setsuka can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Setsuka successfully hits Kiyoko with Kuukan Zan.
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Kiyoko 0/-------/-======|
Kiyoko takes a while getting up after that. She holds her head as she does so and looks around for Setsuka. Something catches her eyes and she turns to face it, realizing too late that it's more of the woman's energy heading her way. Eyes widen and she tries to brace against it, turning her shoulder towards the arc of incoming energy. But her positioning doesn't matter. She simply isn't -prepared- for another assault of psycho power, and pain once more erupts through her body upon impact, causing her to collapse to the ground.
A moment later, however, she's shakily pulling herself right back up to her feet, head once again looking around for Setsuka. She knows the woman couldn't continue to fight at an effective level after the punishment she took, but that doesn't really explain why she just... disappeared. And it looks like the League officials are just as confused.
COMBATSYS: Kiyoko has ended the fight here.
Log created on 15:39:59 06/17/2008 by Setsuka, and last modified on 00:34:56 06/18/2008.