Description: Experience: Stopping by home. Encountered: Previous victim. Remembered: Confusing staff. Summary: A stop by her ransacked, looted studio apartment has Ayame finding someone unexpected at home. Determined to deliver a message she won't soon forget, Aranha ambushes her by surprise. She seems to have been caught in a moment of vulnerability, but that doesn't mean she puts up any less of a fight.
It's anyone's guess what Aranha expected to find at the hovel Ayame calls home. Set in a dingy building, laden with rust, mold, and mildew. The hallways are mostly dark, with just a few flickering bulbs left dangling bare from the ceiling. Many of the units don't even have doors, having been abandoned and left to rot. The apartment building is set in the roughest hood of south Southtown, and it is there that Ayame has always rented out a small, one room, studio flat, near the top floor of the decrepit structure.
Humble living, but the rent must be ridiculously cheap considering much of the building can't even pass housing code. It's a great place to be left alone at least. Or, well, it was. What Aranha will find now, upon infiltrating the cramped quarters, is that the room looks like it was the scene of a violent crime. Blood drops are scattered across the sheets on the single, small bed. Deep gouges mark the walls and ceiling, as if there had been a sword fight at some point. Yellow tape dangles from the door frame, evidence that the police came, took a look around, and left the room to be looted by the local indigents.
Anything of interest has been taken already. All that remains are the broken, the blood stained, and the seemingly useless objects that litter the room. A desk is nestled against one wall, but the drawers have been cleaned out and nothing of value seems to have been left behind. Even the kitchen is stripped clean of any edible foods, leaving only perishables to sit out and decay, their scent pervading throughout the room.
Odds are, Aranha is going to wonder if he has the wrong place. Or if he's too late. Maybe Ayame has moved on, or been captured, arrested, or detained as she was long since over due for. But there is a sound of foot steps from outside approaching. Their motion is cautious, hesitant, leading up to a long pause right outside the unlocked door. The door handle is jostled slightly before the portal gives way at the same time someone knocks on the frame outside.
And there she is, sticking her head in, the girl he was looking for. She looks the same as always, in terms of long, strawberry blonde hair, expressive brown eyes... Only her clothing is different. It looks more like what a normal member of society might wear, rather than her modified street punkish attire from before. A white blouse, a blue skirt, a red necktie around her throat. She practically looks like she's on her way to attend school! "Hello?" she asks, peeking into the room. "Anyone here?" A strange question to throw out when peeking into one's own dwelling, one might think.
When Ayame asks that strange question, Ayame receives nothing but silence as a response. When she peeks into the room, she sees nothing. Everything is as it was when he first arrived though whether or not it was like that when she left, is a different matter altogether.
It's not until she closes that door that she'll realize that the Dancing Spider was the one already there in wait, quietly leaning on the wall, and an enigmatic smile on his face.
Aranha isn't going to give her time to wonder what the hell just happened. After all, one good sneak attack deserves another. As a matter of fact, there's a foot making a b-line for her head in the form of a side-kick driving his heel into her skull.
COMBATSYS: Aranha has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Ayame has joined the fight here.
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Aranha 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Ayame
COMBATSYS: Ayame blocks Aranha's Medium Kick.
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Aranha 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Ayame
With only silence reaching her ears, Ayame steps foot inside, closing the door behind her, but staying put, leaning back against the old door for support as she scans the room, looking puzzled. "Huh." Her hand comes up to rest at her chin, a pensive look on her face as she gazes intensely at the room. "Not exactly what I expect-" she begins to muse out loud. But her thoughts are cut short when there's suddenly motion to her side, Aranha moving out of the shadows, springing at her foot first with an intent to leave her reeling from a solid kick.
Caught almost completely by surprise, all she can manage is to bring her arms up into the way, leaning back as his foot strikes her forearms instead with enough force to send the girl stumbling backward further into the room.
"Ah!" comes her startled response as she lowers her arms and begins to wave them frantically in front of her, "Please, I didn't think anyone was here! I made a mistake. I'm not here to stop you. Take whatever you want!" She cowers against the wall, drawing her arms up to protect her face, not even looking toward her assailant at the moment. "Just, ah- I'll go. Right now. Just don't hurt me."
Scrutiny of her attire reveals none of the signs of sheaths, pouches, or other concealed weapons she's almost always got on her. Of course, it may just mean the ones she has are concealed /better/ this time.
COMBATSYS: Ayame takes no action.
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Aranha 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Ayame
There's several things wrong with this picture. First of all, Ayame is frantically waving aher arms and pleading for her life. For anyone who is or was a thief, there's no pleading for your life unless you're absolutely out of options. Until one reaches that point, there's only fight or flight as your options and he hasn't pushed her to that point. And the one time he has, she was defiant to the end.
Secondly, she got a good look as his face as she blocked his kick. The fact that she hasn't flown into a rage on sight of him is another piece that doesn't quite fit.
Then there's a third part wrong with this picture. The lack of sheathes and pouches. This points to a possible change of heart but he's been through too much with Ayame to believe that without some substantial proof.
This brings him to his response to all of what he sees wrong with this picture. He keeps attacking. She'll show her true colors whether for good or for ill. He then brings around a roundhouse, though this time he's going for the body.
COMBATSYS: Ayame dodges Aranha's Change-Up Kick.
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Aranha 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Ayame
Defensively, Ayame cowers against the wall, lowering her arms slowly to get a clear look at Aranha. It's hard to say just how she reacts upon seeing him. The girl has been known to mask her emotions behind whatever expression she needed in order to get by at the immediate moment... so even that panicked, wided eyed regard he gets may be entirely faked.
Watching him this time, she's ready when he comes in swinging out for another strike, attempting to crunch her against the wall. The girl has no loss in speed, however, as she hurls herself to the side, up against the cornering wall in the tiny studio room. "W-what do you want from me!?" she stammers. "You can take whatever you want here, I don't care!"
She crouches down then, something having caught her eye. Wrapping her hands around a spiked, metal sphere, the girl rises back up to standing. It looks like the top end of a morning star and the dried flakes of dusty red is undoubtedly someone's blood. The handle seems to be missing, the wooden shaft broken and discarded somewhere, based on the nub sticking out from the bottom of the heavy object. "If you want something from me - I don't have anything! No money on me, nothing of value. Just," she grunts, hefting the spiked ball up over her head. "Get out of my way!!"
The girl hurls it then - that heavy weight crashing through the air, threatening to plow into Aranha, or put a nice hole in the wall if it doesn't strike him. For her own part, Ayame is charging forward after throwing that hefty spiked mass, clearly hoping that it'll clear a way to the door for her.
COMBATSYS: Ayame successfully hits Aranha with Power Fling.
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Aranha 0/-------/---====|=------\-------\0 Ayame
The speed Aranha has been known for has been non-existant in his most recent fights and his gut instinct to move out of the way turns out to be just folly. Instead the massive ball catches him in the chest knocking him off of his feet and back towards the doorway.
Even if she manages to keep up her charge she'll still find an obstacle in her way as he sits up and attempts to scramble backwards as he whips an arm around in an attempt to send a blue glowing spider web of chi at her.
After that web of chi is flung at her, he rolls out of the way of her charge.
COMBATSYS: Ayame blocks Aranha's Web Shot.
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The broken meteor hammer head serves its purpose in colliding what Aranha, the girl's aim holding true even under apparent distress. She barrels forward for the door, thinking to simply charge into him and knock him out of the way. But the young man has another idea in mind, his hand whipping out, a web of chi hurtling into her path, forcing Ayame to stop short.
Drawing her hands up in front of her, the girl is struck by the energy, provoking a soft gasp of surprise as the chi splashes over her arms and then proceeds to stick in place for a long moment. It's long enough to cause another panic in the girl as she finds her arms stuck together for a moment, teeth gritting as she struggles against the adhesive nature of the chi until it at last fades away and leaves her arms simply stinging from the contact.
In the time lost, she seems to realize that she's given Aranha a chance to line himself up for another attack. Perhaps turning her back to him to run out the door right now wouldn't be the safest idea. "Why do you want to keep me here?!" she exclaims, whirling around to try and keep him in sight. "I already told you." The moment she sets eyes on him, she's already stepping forward, bringing her right leg up in a quick but forceful kick, trying to drive him back. "I don't have anything you'd want! I'm sorry about that ball thing, all right? But you're the one that started kicking me first!"
COMBATSYS: Aranha interrupts Light Kick from Ayame with Malicia.
- Power hit! -
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Aranha 0/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Ayame
Even in silence there's a whole mind game going on. Was he presenting that open path to the door because he was allowing her to escape? Did he know that she was going to choose to attack him instead? Whatever is going on in his mind is lost to silence since he's not answering her questions.
Even as he's crouched down on the ground he regards Ayame with a neutral expression as he watches she struggles with the blue web chi and then shouting at him. Unmoved by her pleas, he remains there waiting. It's only when her right leg comes up that he reacts.
Suddenly exploding from the crouched position he turns into blue energy torpedo traveling head-first right for her stomach. Unfortunately for her with his sudden dive driving him back is no longer an option since the leg only clips his leg and with not nearly enough force to hold him back from slamming into her.
Perhaps he was waiting for Ayame to do that the entire time.
Her attempt at offense is stopped painfully short as Aranha crashes back into her stomach head first. The girl crumples, her momentum completely lost as she's driven back hard, a startled gasp accompanying her sudden loss of breath as she hits the wall behind her back and slumps down slowly, brown eyes wide as she stares back at Aranha, her hands resting over her stomach. She looks queasy, like she might get sick.
Shaking her head, she squints her eyes closed, then opens them again to focus back on Aranha. "Ugh," she grunts, leaning over a little as she struggles to regain the power to breath again, eyes sweeping away from Aranha, straying to the bed at her side. More importantly, to something sitting under it. A shaky hand reaches out for it and draws out something familiar. A half-foot long, shiny, titanium tube. It looks ordinary at first glance, which is perhaps how it survived the looting that had gone on recently.
But Aranha knows better now, as it's the collapsed form of that nefarious staff of hers, Anathema as she likes to call it. "Okay," the girl stammers, sitting up straight, holding the little bar in her hand. "You got me. I'm here. You don't want me to leave. Now what?" She tenses up, pushing her back against the wall, but otherwise doesn't make a move, glaring back at the young man from her seated position on the floor.
COMBATSYS: Ayame focuses on her next action.
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Aranha 0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0 Ayame
And there is the Ayame he expected to see when he first came in. When he first attempted to kick her head in and it's the same Ayame he had always wanted to stomp. However, that doesn't exactly show on his face. What can be seen though is that strange neutral expression. An oddity considering it was his emotion that allowed him to get the upper hand in a few of their previous fights.
Now that the thief has her hands on her staf, he knows that there's going to be a different fight now. It's because of this that the capoeirista doesn't rush in. Atleast not blindly. Instead, he rises to his full height and heel stomps on the floor in a precise place to pop a length of wood from the flooring with a loud snap of wood breaking before the large piece of wood falls neatly into his hand. After that, it's a matter of chucking the floor board at her as hard as he can.
COMBATSYS: Ayame reflects Large Thrown Object from Aranha with Medium Strike.
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That collapsed weapon is gripped in Ayame's hands, the girl's fingers running over its familiar surface thoughtfully. Yes, this is definitely something that belongs to her. Just holding it fills her with confidence. "I don't want to have to hurt you." She sounds a bit more menacing now, a bit more certain. "But I'm leaving now, and there's nothing you can do about it. You're pushing your luck."
Her fingers slip over the surface of the collapsed staff, the girl's eyes narrowing a little as Aranha kicks the floor, damaging it further, knocking a large board up into the air for him to chuck her way. As she watches him get ready, the girl's eyes widen as she frantically tries squeezing the titanium tube in various places, only to get no reaction at all.
When the debris go flying her way, she gives up trying to get it to expand and simply rises to standing, swinging hard, driving the collapsed bar into the board and sending it flying back his way with a loud *CRACK!*. That worked... a little better than she had anticipated actually. Glancing down at the tube in her hands, the girl looks at it. Maybe it's broken?
COMBATSYS: Aranha dodges Ayame's Reflected Large Thrown Object.
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Aranha 0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0 Ayame
Aranha's bull shit detection meter is currently off the charts. Or atleast when it gets to the 'Don't want to hurt you' part. Sneaking up on him during his fight hustle and then robbing him after throwing dirt on his name is not something that a person doesn't want to hurt him does and because of their mutual transgressions against each other he just for the life of him can't, and won't buy it. A look of incredulousness appears on his face for just a moment as the only real display of emotion on his face since he started the fight.
As quickly as that expression appeared, it quickly disappears once more into that strange emotionless mask. As he watches her frantically squeezing the tube and then nothing happening he's moving forward chasing after the plank he threw and then her returning the plank to sender. This time, Aranha is actually able to display his speed leaping up and over the board to drop into a dive roll as he closes the distance. Once he's near her, Aranha pops out of the roll into a front handspring before landing right in front of the ne'er-do-well a foot extended in a front kick at her torso in the same place he connected with his energized headbutt.
COMBATSYS: Ayame blocks Aranha's Light Kick.
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Aranha 0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0 Ayame
COMBATSYS: Ayame has ended the fight here.
He comes flying over the returned board, swinging his foot out in an attempt to kick her solidly again, but Ayame bunkers down, drawing that metal tube into the path such that it takes the burnt of the attack as she finds herself shoved back a little bit with a grunt. Exhaling as she's forced against the wall again, she grits her teeth, hanging back. She saw the shift in expression. Something she said caused a reaction in the otherwise unphaseable young man.
"You think you know me, don't you," she retorts, bunkering down a little, not letting go of the collapsed staff in her hands. "Is that right? Maybe you should tell me what kind of person you think I am, huh? I bet you don't know the first thing about me!" She scoots along the wall, ever closer toward the door, her earlier intentions of trying to get the heck out of dodge clearly not having changed in the slightest.
But eventually she pushes off from the wall, her right hand taking a swift swing toward Aranha's side with that metal bar lending weight to the strike. A partial strike, partial shove, she's clearly still trying to buy some distance. "Leave me alone!"
COMBATSYS: Ayame successfully hits Aranha with Medium Strike.
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Aranha's reaction doesn't change, this time as she speaks about how he doesn't know the first thing about her and on some levels it's true. He doesn't know exactly what makes her tick. There are the surface layers the anti-social behavior, the thievery, and past affiliations. But nothing of her motivations. On other levels, he knows her intimately. One would be hard pressed to find someone who knows Ayame's fighting style better than he does.
He knows about her adaptability, her tricks, and her staff play but he has yet to see anything other than her adaptability in this fight. The question is does she still have them or did he somehow manage to catch her with her pants down figuratively speaking.
Aranha attempts to stay in close as she inches towards the wall and it's the proximity that he pays for when slips the bar past his arms as she shoves him away from her. He stumbles away for a moment. But then he skips back towards her with a snap kick to her stomach and he moves away again, not quite moving for the doorway to block it off but not far enough away that she can get through without him attempting to make an escape a pyrric victory.
COMBATSYS: Ayame counters Short Kick from Aranha with Random Strike.
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All the while she speaks, and strikes, she's fumbling with that bar in her hand. She seems perplexed by its nonresponsiveness, and perhaps understandably so. After all, it had always been so reliable to her in the past, hadn't it? Able to be drawn in a blink of an eye, and stowed away just as quickly, it was the perfect large weapon for the concealed weapons maven. But right now it's just a titanium tube in her hand, good for socking Aranha with but not a lot more.
"Confounded th-" He comes in, going for another snap kick toward her stomach, and this time she doesn't seem ready to defend herself at all, focused as she is on making it to the door. But fate seems to conspire against Aranha for the moment his foot comes swinging in, that staff in her hand springs to life, suddenly launching out to its full six foot length, knocking aside the strike, defending the girl, and shoving Aranha back away from her all the same time.
So startled, she just about drops the weapon, fingers shifting on it clumsily, "J-jeez. Someone is going to need to write a mnaul for this thing one of these days!" she exclaims, turning to take her shot to make it to the door, only to be stopped short as... well, the staff is much too long now to fit sideways through the door.
Blinking, she backs up to turn it at an angle so that she can get out into the hall, pausing a moment to see if she can squish the finicky staff back down to its smaller size.
Fate conspiring against him. It's a sensation that Aranha's beginning to become familiar with lately however he's learned in both fighting and various card games that luck, while it is a factor, can be overcome with degree of skill, brains, and a willingness to overcome it. It just comes down what he does to counter it and how his opponent attempts to take advantage of it.
Aranha finds himself on the ground on his back stunned and in pain from the sudden thrust of Ayame's staff. He pulls himself back to his feet with a groan. And what he sees when he's on his feet again is something that's almost comical to him. Ayame getting caught in the doorway with her staff weapon. While he would more than anything like to take a pause in the battle to figure out how to finish her once and for all, he knows if he doesn't keep up the attack, she'd have an opportunity to run away.
Aranha darts in low, taking advantage of her back pedalling, before delivering a head butt to her stomach which is followed by a head butt to her chin before he attempts to pull her legs from under her.
COMBATSYS: Ayame parries Aranha's Bad Beat!
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Fumbling with the staff that she's normally so capable with, Ayame is still very much aware of Aranha's movements within the tiny studio apartment. And when he moves in to take advantage of her apparent distractiuon, she makes quick work to take advantage of the opportunity right back! "Silly thing won't close," she mutters. Maybe someone fiddled with it. There's a /reason/ she never let it out of her sight before...
Giving up on closing the long weapon, the girl takes a step backward, spins around in time to catch Aranha coming for her, and jabs the weapon out at an angle, forcing him to run into it instead of her. Her motion is swift, the girl twirling in around him as she moves, attempting to slide the staff in behind Aranha's elbows of both arms, her own back to his...
And if she pulls it off, she simply leans forward, attempting to twist the young man up over her back and drop him head first down into the floor. "It seems you don't understand a word I say," she growls mid-attempt, "So I guess a show of force is in order!"
COMBATSYS: Aranha interrupts Armed and Dangerous EX from Ayame with Face Down EX.
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Aranha is in a curious position when she slips around to his back. Aranha just barely slips one hand under the staff and twists so that the moment she makes the attempt to get him up and over he partially slips out causing him to go up instead of down.
Aranha swings his hips in mid air as he lashes out with a roundhouse-like kick for the side of Ayame's head before coming down on one leg for a jolting and not so gentle landing.
Forcing the pain aside for just long enough to make the rest of his attack effective he swings that leg back around with a hooking back heel kick to the back of her head using the kick to pull her violently to the ground face first before stomping the back of her head into floor with slightly more force than he used to break the floor board that he chucked at the weapons maven earlier in their fight. "Face down, ass up bitch," he mutters as he frowns, not that she can see it with her current location on the ground. He was hoping to save that particular attack for later but he had to make allowances for practicality.
He then steps off of her intending to get ready for the final leg of the fight.
Her attempt to twist Aranha to the floor and conk him on the head doesn't end up going so swell, leaving Ayame off balance and easily struck by the first of his attacks. The blow to the ehad is jarring, causing her to lose her grip on her staff as well as her balance - but that's merely a precursor to the beating that comes next.
Pulled face first to the floor with a pained gasp, she slams her hands down, attempting to recover before any worse follow up can be integrated, only to have his foot come down hard on the back of her head. The final hit takes the struggle out of her though, provoking a sharp cry as she meets the ground face first a second time, arms sprawled out at her sides. "Ugh..."
She's slow to move then, having a moment to spare as Aranha backs off a bit, no doubt expecting further retaliation from her. The girl's right hand comes up to rest at the back of her head as she lifts herseof slowly with her left. Her lip bloodied, and a trickle of blood trailing down from her left nostril, the girl looks most definitely worse for the wear. Rising to rest on her knees, she straightens up, staring back at Aranha from her kneeling position. "So now what? Are you going to kill me? Is that it? Just keep kicking me over and over? What do you expect to get out of this? You seem too smart to not have a plan."
She shuffles a little, hand trembling as it reaches out to the side to grasp hold of her staff, using it to help push herself up cautiously. "You're not going to let me just walk out that door, I guess. So what's it going to be?" Her left hand maintains a hold on her staff, her right hand opening in the other direction, as if leaving herself open for another attack. "What drives you?"
COMBATSYS: Ayame gains composure.
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In the questions that Ayame is asking, he's beginning to see another facet to his nemesis. Never would he have ever imagined her to call him smart nor would he ever think that she would give damn about his motives. Of course the comments involving his intelligence don't quite appeal to his vanity. He does have a plan and a several back up plans locked away in his mind. Aranha still doesn't respond. As far as he's concerned the answers to those questions will come all in due time.
Instead, what Ayame will find is cold silence and the eyes studying the other thief as he dances, swaying left and right staying just barely out of her staff's reach. He knows about the retractable blade in the staff however how reliable can that function be considering the reliability of her staff at this point.
COMBATSYS: Aranha focuses on his next action.
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He hangs back, silence as usual, his curse a moment ago the only things he's seen fit to speak to the strawberry blonde. Her left hand continues to clench and unclench the titanium shaft at her side, her right arm lowering slowly as he doesn't take the shot she seems to offer him. "Heh." she grunts, "Scared?" She shakes her head, "You shouldn't be."
She turns her side toward him, right hand going over to grip the weapon. "I've gotten lucky so far, but you're the one that knows what he's doing. The one with the plan, right? Let's see it, eh?" In spite her injured state, she grins faintly, releasing her staff with her right hand to brush it across her face, pulling her arm away to look at the streak of blood on it. "Oh, wow, look at that. Hope you're happy now. I'm sure not!"
As a demonstration of her dissatisfaction, the girl takes a step forward, slamming the weapon down hard, then swepping to the side, swinging it out again. The motions are swift, but she's being somewhat reckless about the strikes as well, occasionally bouncing the end off the walls and ceiling as she swings, trying to batter down the stubbornly silent young man!
COMBATSYS: Aranha interrupts Fierce Strike from Ayame with Colossal Kick.
- Power hit! -
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And the Dancing Spider meets the Weapon Mistress' recklessness with some recklessness of his own. While what would probably be the most sane thing he can do is move out of the way or cover up, he's come to realize that sometimes one has to take risks in order to move one's plans along.
In the face of the wild maelstrom of strikes he charges into the eye of the storm, blunting her attacks by taking away her ideal range and just as the final strike is delivered, he shoots one powerful side-kick to her face. Aranha's own recklessness manifesting itself in a single powerful strike where Ayame's was born out of a combination of wild strikes.
When his foot touches the ground though, he hobbles backwards slightly with a grunt before he returns to that obstinant silence and focused gaze.
The kick cracks the girl hard in the face - a harsh punishment for her reckless attacks in attempting to batter her silent attacker to the ground. Dropping the staff again, it lands with a metallic ringing noise as it rolls off to the side. Practically cold cocked by the hard blow, the girl's legs give out from under her as she drops to her knees once again, a dazed, unfocused look in her eyes.
Her lip and nose continue to bleed, joined now by the gash on her cheek from the powerful kick she just got struck by.
Slowly her hand comes up to rest against her cheek, fingers resting lightly in the blood seeping there. She glances down, brown eyes blinking as she notices the several blood drops that have fallen onto her previously prestine white school girl blouse. Now speckled with red blood and dusty brown footprints from the kicks and the times she hit the floor, it doesn't look so clean /anymore/!
Gritting her teeth, her temper flashes then, Ayame glancing up quickly, "You bastard. I just bought this, and now it's ruined!" Granted, it wasn't purchased with /her/ money, but that's no less reason to be upset! She lunges, springing out of her kneeling position as she charges Aranha again, simply aiming to tackle the young man at this point.
Arms in front of her, he'll be in dire circumstances should she get a grip on him as the girl unleashes a series of painful knee strikes into his stomach, elbow strikes to his back and neck, then drags him to the floor where she begins to strangle him! "What do you want from me?!"
COMBATSYS: Ayame successfully hits Aranha with Savage Combo.
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Now it's Aranha's turn to feel the merciless onslaught of the Weapons Mistress though there's something to be said for the irony in the fact that the onslaught is delivered while she is unarmed. Elbows and knees pound into him repeatedly as he grunts in pain only to find himself being choked by Ayame.
With Ayame's around his neck he's not really in the position to respond. Atleast not verbally. However, his lips curl into a grin for just a moment before his entire body begins glowing blue. It might be a good idea for her to let go of him.
COMBATSYS: Aranha can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Aranha successfully hits Ayame with Joker's Wild.
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And suddenly there's burst blue chi which acts to push Ayame off of him, freeing himself from her as he moves to scramble to his feet. When he begins to start running Ayame should probably have flashbacks to their first encounter. He runs up the closes wall and launches himself off of it deliver a chi engulfed kick.
"You wanted to know what motivates me?" He says as he drives a hole in another wall before rebounding off of it to strike Ayame once more. "I came to deliver my own message."
He begins to bounce throughout the room like a rogue ball of flubber in human form as he continues. "And you may feel free to beef with me for the shit I've done to you in the Circle, kill me, torture me, whatever but I swear to god..." He begins bouncing once more towards Ayame, "If you involve my sister or my team in your grudge, I will make what you went through at the Circle look like a trip to Disneyland as your last moments on earth before I send you to hell to meet my parents."
Aranha continues his destructive path through the room, creating more holes in the walls, destroying the desk, stomping the staff, before it finally culminates in one final stomp upon her head with enough force drive them both through the weakened floors due to their own battle.
Knocked off of him, Ayame's hands slip free of his neck, letting him reclaim his precious breath. Stumbling back a couple of steps, she stares back at him. Bloody, beaten, barely standing, she narrows her eyes as he begins to speak. He drives off the wall and crashes into her, sending the girl staggering into the corner, drawing her arms up as she tries to defend herself. A message then. "So it's personal," she mutters, spitting a mouthfull of blood to the side.
He collides with her again, sending her falling to the floor, catching herself a little too late with her hands, leaving her to collapse. "The Circle..." she murmurs, struggling to get up before kicked back down. "Sister..." she repeats back, the color fading from her face, her complexion becoming quite pale. She rolls onto her side, coughing violently, vision blurring rapidly. The tone in her voice suggests she's committing the words to memory, clearly not intending to forget them any time soon.
Rolling onto her stomach, she starts to push herself up one more time, but the young man plows into her again for one last powerful strike and with that, the dilapidated old floor gives out, allowing the entire contents of the room to collapse, spilling into an abandoned, spider and insect infested hellhole right underneath them. Dust and debris go flying up in a cloud, obscurring everything from sight for the longest while.
By the time it all settles, the teen bandit is gone from the scene, leaving everything behind except that one item most familiar to her above all else - that oddly malfunctioning, titanium staff. She's going to need that for what's coming later, after all.
COMBATSYS: Ayame takes no action.
COMBATSYS: Ayame can no longer fight.
Log created on 21:12:40 07/22/2008 by Ayame, and last modified on 15:50:02 07/24/2008.