Description: In the freezing chill of the Alps, two fighters face off in the depths of a natural ice cavern. It's almost as cool as Benimaru. Or is the model hot? He certainly seems to think so. Though Acacia might disagree. (Draw Match)
It's possible that whoever was 'really' responsible for setting up these tournament matches was a bit of a sadist. Of all places to have a match, a -mountain-? If it were just a regular ol' day, perhaps that'd be more forgivable but this was pretty high up there, and how the fighters would even find their way back to town would be a mystery in itself. The clouds are so thick that the sun can't be seen, there's plenty of snow coming down and the area where the match is to take place, at least, has pretty decent footing.
That's about the very least Benimaru could ask for in this kind of environment. It seems the starting point is within the mountains icy caves, light coming in from the various holes in the upper walls that make the ice stalactites and the frozen over stalagmites quite a breathtaking view. Unmarked, wooden crates are a somewhat scattered about the area as well, it's main purpose, likely, to say 'this is the spot', but there are perhaps other creative uses for them as well.
The model's steps come to a halt, dressed actually fairly well for the occassion, a black winter jacket, (you bet it's designer), white pants, sexy, black boots, and lighter earmuffs. Designer earmuffs. The blonde model wasn't very pleased at the locaction at first until one small thing skyrocketed his interest quite high. The reflective surfaces almost acted like mirrors, so he could see himself. ALL OVER THE PLACE. ".. Hot."
"No," comes the faint reply, "cold."
The sardonic quip echoes down the cavern, courtesy of the blond model's opponent. Her footsteps crunch heavily against the snow and ice as she trudges in from the cave entrance. Her breath puffs into small clouds of vapour she walks up, her breathing measured and even against the thinner high-altitude air. She stops across from Benimaru.
"Though," Acacia continues, "I see your point."
Actually she doesn't. She's managed to quite completely /misunderstand/ what Benimaru meant, and what the impressed look on his face means. Because where Benimaru's busy preening at his own reflection, Acacia's attention is on the natural beauty of the ice cavern - with all its glittering walls and gleaming spires, unspoiled and unbroken.
Pity all that beauty will probably last, what, two seconds into the fight? There's probably going to be angry complaints and protests from across the world, bleeding hearts appalled at the environmental degredation and widespread destruction caused by this violent and barbaric activity. Why, studies show that the local ecology takes years to recover from the impact of just one tournament match!
Damn fighters. So bad for the environment.
And Acacia's clearly part of the military-industrial complex. It's combat boots that she wears, and a heavy Army-grade Gore-Tex jacket in mottled winter camo. A far cry from Benimaru's designer gear. She's a practical sort, she is. Which shows in the expression on her face, as she flips her hood back, shaking out locks of shaggy hair. An expression that speaks of one question only:
Ready?
Benimaru apparently doesn't get out as much as he used to, the voice that comes from his opponent isn't a very familiar one, so he has little choice but to break away from his sight seeing to instead look to Acacia. .. And it is so very well worth it. "Ah, so you're Acacia? I understand you've made quite a name for yourself in the fighting circuit, I'm pretty pleased I finally have a chance to take you on myself.."
He draws forth steadily, his eyes locking onto her own until, ideally, he's close enough to get into her personal space thumbs slipping into the pockets of his jeans. "That look in those angelic, silver eyes of yours, I've seen it before.. In fact I recognize it all too well and the answer is: Yes, I would love to take you for coffee after the match." and he winks.
COMBATSYS: Benimaru has started a fight here.
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Benimaru 0/-------/------=|
COMBATSYS: Acacia has joined the fight here.
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Acacia 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Benimaru
Acacia blinks, her expression frozen in a manner that has absolutely nothing to do with the cold. Involuntarily, she draws back a step, the heel of her boot digging into the snow-coated ground. A faint redness comes to her cheeks, visible even through her tanned skin.
"Wh--"
That's all she manages to get out, before her conscious mind forcefully reasserts control of her body, driving her instinctive reaction down and crushing it with extreme prejudice. She sets her jaw, teeth clicking together. The soles of her heavy footwear scrape over the uneven cavern floor as she secures her footing, grounding herself with legs slightly bent. She's not sure if this guy's making fun of her. She doesn't feel very feminine. Certainly not even at the best of times, and most definitely not now, with a heavy padded jacket wrapped round her torso, winter combat pants, and the sturdiest boots in a wardrobe that specialises in boots made for asskicking. No, Acacia's come here dressed for a fight.
Her hands come up, the arm nearest Benimaru rising close to her body in a guard position, while her rearmost arm chambering for a punch.
"You would," Acacia states, in a manner that isn't /quite/ a question.
And she throws the strike she was preparing. The move's telegraphed, her body twisting round to drive her arm to full extension, gloved knuckles heading towards Benimaru's torso and lower ribcage. No secret there, but then, given what /he/ said and what /she/ said, she probably wanted him to know it was coming.
COMBATSYS: Benimaru parries Acacia's Strong Punch!
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Acacia 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Benimaru
Benimaru certainly -appears- sincere enough, and if he had the slightest idea of what was going on through Acacia's head for 'real', he could understand the confusion. That is the problem with flirting with female fighters, though, if you aren't careful you'll get your backside kicked hard. However he's Benimaru 'Danger' Nikaido, and Danger just so happens to be his middle name.
Acacia pretty much ends up swinging at nothing, thumbs still in his pockets, he's managed to shuffle and end up standing just a little behind his opponent, looking over the extended arm's shoulder with a coy smile. "Without a second thought." he agrees, "Though I think I understand a little better, business before pleasure, is it?" he asks, his knee suddenly snapping outward at an equal speed and his foot extended with a short burst, intending to knock his opponent right against one of the rocky stalagmites. "I was always under the impression that with Gedo, business -was- a pleasure, though."
COMBATSYS: Benimaru successfully hits Acacia with Iai Geri EX.
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Acacia 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 Benimaru
A painful-sounding CRUNCH echoes through the cavern as Acacia slams into one of the rock formations. It's not her body that breaks on impact, though. Instead, it's chips of stone and flecks of ice that go flying in all directions. With a hiss, Acacia comes back to her feet, debris slewing off her back. Her heavy jacket is torn round her spine, but the actual body beneath seems more than intact...despite the damage to the cave.
"School," Acacia mutters, fixing her eyes on Benimaru, "not a brothel."
It's a mark of just how put-off Acacia is...that she managed to actually say that without stumbling. Honestly, she probably doesn't even realise she said it. She takes another swing at Benimaru, reacting more on instinct and sheer-bloody-mindedness than conscious thought...spinning her left arm in a rapid backhand, the velcro on her wrist strap flapping as she leans into the punch.
COMBATSYS: Benimaru effortlessly dodges Acacia's Quick Punch.
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Acacia 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 Benimaru
Benimaru had to wince slightly after hearing that impact, that was a case of him acting without really thinking.. So when she turns to him, the model has a rather weak, apologetic smile on his face. Lucky for him she seems resiliant; considerably more resiliant than most schoolgirls he knows of! His brow raises slightly to her 'correction', as slight as the movement to avoid the strike by dropping to a crouch and letting the backhand take out a particularly large icicle that shakes and then shatters once hitting the ground behind him, a bit of frost falling on the mans hair. "Oh I know, I didn't say 'pleasure was busi-,"
Beni stands up just as quickly, and attempts to slip one hand at the small of her back, and the others about the front of her neck. His intent is to slam her onto her back, and then suddenly release a heck of a charge of his electrical chi around and within her, the slender bolts of electrical power dancing around his arm as he keeps the hold for a brief moment.. Like he took a page of of Hotaru's book or something! "Your eyes.. Are astonishing, Acacia."
COMBATSYS: Acacia blocks Benimaru's Benimaru Collider.
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Acacia 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Benimaru
Said eyes don't feel that astonishing, though. Not half-lidded, as they and all the other muscles of Acacia's face contort into a strained grimace, mute testament to how hard she's fighting the electrical power arcing round her like something out of Tesla's wildest fever dreams. Her nerves go wild, impulses surging up and down the main passageways feeding to her spine, surging through muscles and forcing them to spasm out of her control. But while she hits the ground, Acacia maintains enough command of her body to not fall completely, hitting the icy floor of the mountain cavern with one forearm and a bent leg.
"Wh-what," Acacia spits, "the hell..."
With sheer effort of will, she commands her own power, pulsing her aura to drive out the worst effects of Benimaru's attack, forcing the alien spiritual influence /out/.
And then she's up, shoving off the ground. Residual energy suffuses her tense right arm, pooling in her fist. It's already beginning to shudder as Acacia's chi begins to leak from her body, excess power burning off. There's no light, no easily visible manifestation, just the weighty sense of /something/ there.
And then the raw concussive force of a shrieking explosion as Acacia's chi, so tightly tied to her own body and aura, loses all cohesion as it hits the air.
The result is explosive. As is the speed as Acacia swings an uppercut at Benimaru as she lifts from the ground, taking advantage of the fact they're still in close quarters. The pressure wave from Acacia's fist rumbles through the cavern, shaking bits of ice from the walls and ceiling.
Even as her voice roars, finishing her angry question:
"...DOES THAT MEAN?!"
She really can't take a compliment, can she.
COMBATSYS: Benimaru just-defends Acacia's Mass Driver!
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Acacia 0/-------/------=|=====--\-------\0 Benimaru
Well there is another difference there.. Acacia isn't just resiliant, there's a ton of power waiting in that woman, waiting to be released! And this is perhaps just a taste of what Acacia has in store once she shakes herself out of her electrical predicament. The build-up of power before release, Benimaru can feel it easily, and it only impresses him even more! Her fist swings upward, and his left palm sweeps forward, her knuckles brushing his palm with a jump of static spark, the subtle movement enough for him to step back while keeping the strike from impacting his slender form. He needs that form.
More stalactites shake and crash to the ground, and the holes that allow the light from outside to shine in grow larger. ".. Oh. .. My." Benimaru says, baby-blue eyes blinking rapidly while lightly shaking out his hand. And he gives a rather predatory smile. "I'm uncertain I can properly convey me feelings toward you through words.. Luckily I'm quite well versed in body-language." The same hand sweeps out to the side, palm upward, and a bolt of light blue snaps down from the ceiling into it. "I just hope you can withstand it!" With practically a stomp forward, Benimaru makes a chopping strike toward his opponent, the blade of chi following the motion, then seperating from his hand to charge toward her!
COMBATSYS: Acacia interrupts Raimei Tou from Benimaru with Unyielding Stance.
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Acacia 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\1 Benimaru
Acacia turns, her head and body coming round to face Benimaru, as she recoils from the follow-through of her failed strike. She turns just in time to see him form his attack, gathering more electrical energy and sending it crackling at her. Acacia's eyes narrow. She watches as the chi rushes through the air, the light reflecting crazily off the crystalline ice all over the cavern.
No time to think.
She reacts.
She doesn't dodge the blade.
She doesn't block it. She doesn't deflect it.
She goes through it.
Her rear foot crashes down, driving like a piston into the cave floor. Acacia lunges forward, into the path of the chi blade. It tears into her - and loses cohesion, as it meets the aura renforcing Acacia's lean frame as she powers through Benimaru's attack. She comes out on the other end still moving, none of her forward momentum gone. She meets Benimaru with a forearm raised, a swift cross-body strike, sending both of them flying towards the gaping mouth of the cave.
"I'm not," Acacia replies, flatly.
'I'm not'. Short, sweet and simple, and so fitting of his opponent that Benimaru had little choice but to give a weak chuckle after finding himself flat on his back and staring upward after that powerful strike! His jacket certainly didn't protect him from that one, he could feel the pain in his chest for for the briefests of moments, even a shortness of breath.
Needless to say, he wasn't quite expecting Acacia to do that. He doesn't lay for long, though, he's quick to get to his feet and get into his full shootfighting stance. He doesn't want to end up back outside, so he has little choice but to put more pressure on his opponent. "You underestimate yourself, you're a natural. Just concentrate a bit.." he insists as he then rushes in and attempts to clutch the shoulders of his opponents jacket followed by a knee to the gut. He then twists sharply, to sling Acacia not just over his shoulder but a good distance beyond that, against the wall once more. What he doesn't know is that the 'wall' is certainly a lot thinner than it looks. "Can you feel it yet, Acacia?"
COMBATSYS: Acacia endures Benimaru's Medium Throw.
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Acacia 0/-------/-======|=======\=------\1 Benimaru
The only thing she feels is ice shattering like a glass pane, breaking to shards and dust, slamming to powder as it gives way beneath her weight. And then sky and howling wind, stirring her hair into disarray.
Her eyes are open, though, and they're facing Benimaru, looking back at him as she falls through the ice wall, tumbling halfway out the cavern and out into the chill air of the mountaintop.
She twists as she falls, her trailing leg digging into the jagged hole left by her flight. The heel of one combat boot makes contact with the side of the cave.
And...
..release.
Chi explodes from the single point of impact, rippling out in almost a concentric circle, shaking the cavern and sending even more pieces of ice and rock spilling through the air - but it's not the debris that is the problem, but the kinetic wave driving it.
Acacia tumbles to a messy halt amid the broken cavern wall, coming to a stop in loosely-packed snow.
"No," she retorts, lying on her back.
COMBATSYS: Benimaru blocks Acacia's Mass Breaker.
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Acacia 0/-------/-======|=======\=------\1 Benimaru
Benimaru.. Again finds himself impressed. The girl doesn't talk much, she seems to be a lot better at creating a massive path of destruction. On the other hand, maybe it's just that the locale is a little weak when it comes to damage resistance? He's surprised by the burst of chi, unable to really see what -kind- of energy it is, but in the end it doesn't matter as he thrusts his palms forward and lets the energy slam into him and push him back, while he concentrates a surge of his own energy to his hands, dueling with it until it eventually dissipates, and leaves steam raising from his hands.
".. Are you sure?" Benimaru replies with a chuckle, sparks dancing around his body and he rushes forward once more with a leap into the air and then a small orb of electrical chi appears in his palm. Assuming his opponent is still grounded, he aims to drive his fist downward, moments before impact the orb explodes! The force of the flashy waves of glowing chi causes the ground to crack, and the intensity of the fighters drive abruptly spikes. "Raijin-ken!!"
COMBATSYS: Acacia blocks Benimaru's Raijin Ken.
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Acacia 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Benimaru
For all his swagger and glib confidence, this Benimaru...he's good. Acacia can't deny that. He's fast, and the electric chi he wields so casually stings like...well, Acacia can't really find the best way to describe it. At least without dipping into the words her father used to use when he thought she wasn't in earshot. She rolls to her feet in time to meet the strike, snow spraying in a rough hail of crystals as she comes up a half-second before the electrical pulse lands. Brilliant arcs of power cascade over Acacia's raised guard, singing the arm held in a defensive warding gesture.
She inhales, exhales, ribs heaving. It took a lot to stop that move, and she can still feel her nerves reacting to the residual energy that made it through her best efforts.
Still, she manages to draw enough air into her lungs to voice a reply, her tone dry and sardonic:
"What do you think?"
COMBATSYS: Acacia focuses on her next action.
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Acacia 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Benimaru
Benimaru remains crouched for a moment, hair falling in front of his face as his fingertips touch along the cold floor. He isn't sure just how far he's pushing Acacia, he could only assume that she's been pretty much at her limit the entire time and is simply playing coy. Which was quite fine with him.
He liked that in a woman, after all.
Benimaru casually stands once more, not taking very long to answer his opponent's question, "What do I 'think', or what do I 'know'?" he murmurs, and the intensity drives up even further, a wave of blue dancing around his feet that clears the snow in a small circle around them. The bolts that form gradually shift from a gentle blue to a more violent violet, his baby-blue eyes seeming to glow as they narrow on his opponent.
And yet with that intense stare, his grin is as winning as before. "I 'think' your shyness is getting you in trouble."
As this is said, chi image of Benimaru, in a blink of an eye, is enveloped in violet and racing toward Acacia with his fist extended, snow kicking off to the side of his trail and the impact is anything but pleasent. A second and third follows one with an extended knee another with an uppercut, and then finally the model himself launches forward with a fierce rising kick; potentially with enough force to launch the girl up and hard into the ceiling and send more of that roofing crashing down and making the fighting area even more unstable! This, of course is followed with a pose, Benimaru running a hand through his hair. ".. Those eyes of yours are driving me wild."
COMBATSYS: Benimaru successfully hits Acacia with Gen'ei Hurricane.
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Acacia 1/---====/=======|-------\-------\0 Benimaru
Motes of snow and ice drift through the air, borne by the cold wind now rushing through the makeshift battlefield. In the cave system, in the network of ice formations and rock walls, the fighters were partially shielded against the chill weather outside. Now, with the sheer pounding the landscape has taken, that's just not the case.
Flakes of frost fall off Acacia's head as she hauls herself from the snow. It's not the soft and fluffy thing of picture postcards, but something very cold, very hard, and very wet. Bits of it cling to her face as she pushes her battered body up on one knee, kneeling in her impact crater - where she landed in the wake of Benimaru's cataclysmic attack.
She coughs, her eyes clenched shut. When she opens them again, she just stares at Benimaru.
"Already said that," Acacia points out.
Well, he did.
She stands, forcing her weary frame to support her weight. She gathers her energy for a heartbeat.
Then she breaks into a run. /Making/ herself move. One step, two, before her combat boot heel skids against the rocky ground. She pivots on one leg, the other spinning to meet Benimaru.
COMBATSYS: Benimaru interrupts Heavy Kick from Acacia with Quick Throw.
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Acacia 1/-======/=======|==-----\-------\0 Benimaru
Benimaru knows he did.. And of course he repeated himself for a reason, that to him, is very important. Attempting in his own way, to make her understand that it's because of her that he wants to show her everything he's capable of. Unfortunatly despite it all, she's not seeming impressed, which drives him to push himself even harder.
It's getting to the point where it could get dangerous.
He can see her movements all too easily, and could swear he senses a hint of desperacy. But now he's taking her head on, to get in her face. Before she even launches the kick his arm is raised upward, seeming to leave himself open, and then the kick solidly connects as his other hand grasps the front of his jacket, the other wraps around her leg, and he spins in a 720 before slamming her down onto the ground once more and not too far away the ceiling is giving in and crashing down below steadily, the cave-in steadily drawing closer. He doesn't seem to care, though. One all fours and staring down at his opponent, he murmurs. ".. I love you."
Acacia glares at Benimaru, her features speaking of pure incredulous disbelief, and absolutely nothing else. She manages quite a respectable glare, despite the fact her vision refuses to focus, making the world little more than a blurry haze of shifting colour.
"Be serious," she growls, her face burning.
Lying on her side, she manages to prop herself up with her arms, despite the pain signals exploding through her system. She forces all that to the very back of her head, though. She gets her legs moving a moment later, drawing them closer till she's got some semblance of balance. Still on the ground, but more in control of her weight.
The very act of moving takes effort, and Acacia knows she's just about at her limit. Bundled up in all these winter clothes, there's little blood and open wounds, but she's taken sheer /shock/ in this fight, concussive hits to bone and organs, and chi-forged electrical damage to nerves and muscle tissue. No. Her reserves are just about spent.
Whatever he may be, Benimaru is strong. Very strong...
...is he making fun of her?
Acacia's eyes harden, then. She clenches a fist, clenches it tight, balling it, the fabric of the heavy glove stretching.
With an inarticulate growl, she throws a punch at Benimaru, powering it with her back and torso, all the way down to her legs. She's still crouched on the ground, she can't stand - but with the man on all fours, that might be enough.
She throws the punch. Just a punch.
Except one with enough compressed spiritual force held within, virtually all the chi she can muster, a charge of kinetic energy meant to, upon impact, propagate and -release-...a raw concussive blast to reach inside her opponent and make him feel just as bad as Acacia does. Maybe worse.
COMBATSYS: Acacia successfully hits Benimaru with Godshatter.
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Acacia 0/-------/------=|======-\-------\0 Benimaru
".. Mn?" Is Beni's confused reply to Acacia's demand. And then he couldn't help but chuckle again as he shakes his head in disbelief. ".. Acacia, just how much more serious do you want me to be? What is it that makes your heart tick?" Indirectly he may be making fun of her; he doesn't really think she has what it takes to defeat him. On the other hand, very few do in his mind. "I need enough of you left to take to the shop, at leas-"
Oops. Perhaps he let his guard down a little -too- much. It was just a simple punch after all, one that he could easily brush aside with his arm. Only that's not what happens at all; when his arm makes contact, a gentle redirection isn't nearly enough to throw it astray. It slams into his chest, and Benimaru's eyes widen as the cave in continues, and thanks to the fact they're standing under a 'sunroof', the entirety just crashes down around them. Benimaru slides back a touch as the pair are suddenly assaulted with snow, and then he doubles over, a gout of blood flying from his mouth and splattering onto the white at his feet. He loses feeling in his body and drops to his knee, struggling to try to keep his nerves in order. "N- nggh.. I- Incredible.." he gasps, and does pretty much the only thing he can in his position. Reaching in a bit, he kicks his legs off the flooring, keeping himself balanced on one leg, and proceeds to spin on that one arm. His entire body acting as a helicopter blade suddenly, Benimaru intends on driving his full-body kicks into his opponenets knees in a blurr of speed.
COMBATSYS: Acacia interrupts Shinkuu Katategoma from Benimaru with Fracture.
- Power hit! -
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Acacia 0/-------/--=====|=======\==-----\1 Benimaru
The sound, when it comes, is like a gunshot.
Sharp. Loud. Brutal.
Acacia's head is bowed, her hair falling in front of her eyes. Her spine's bent, her legs folded beneath her, like in some untidy approximation of seiza.
But she has one arm outstretched, nearly parallel to Benimaru's kicking leg...and her slender fingers are clasped round the other fighter's limb. Somehow, in the space of a heartbeat, she's stopped his rotation dead.
What makes her tick?
She doesn't speak. She doesn't voice an answer.
Instead, she uses that grip on Benimaru's leg to swing him around. There's no trick of leverage here, no clever use of his own momentum against him. There's nothing like that. There's only sheer strength, the kind of unnatural power that only a chi adept fully in tune with her own body can manage, the last vestiges of Acacia's chi boosting her physique far above human levels.
So she grabs him. And drives him bodily into the nearest rock and ice formation. Icicles, stalactites, stalagmites, a whole forest of glittering crystal spires...all that vanishes at once, exploding into so many razor fragments, with Benimaru at the heart.
Benimaru had never seen that in his fighting career. Well.. ... No, he's pretty certain he'd never seen that kind of strength before, especially with a woman! His mouth opens to verbally express his disbelief, but before anything escapes, that's when Acacia takes him for a wide that he won't soon forget.
What his body impacts against isn't pleasent a feeling in the least, a grunt follows the impacts, and in the end, Benimaru is left laying face first in the cold, cold snow. Hmn, so that's what it felt like for Acacia, was it? And yet, he's not beaten just yet.
It's almost inhuman, actually, the way he gets to his feet as if he had simply tripped over his own shoelaces, but on the other hand he does look worse for wear, blood dripping down his mouth and body slightly haunched over. Head raising enough to look Acacia in the eye again, Benimaru could only give a weak smile, followed by another pained coughing. ".. You're definatly my.. Kind of girl. But even still.. I can't just -hand- you the victory, can I?"
Benimaru doesn't slow down. The violet bolts flicker to life again, and in the blink of an eye the model is from in front of Acacia to behind, with two bolts of electricity trailing his path that, potientially, seems to pierce through his opponents waist and gut. Benimaru extends his palms, and when they tighten into fists, the intense discharge of electrical power surges through the rods, and eventually dissipate, leaving his opponent to fall to the floor. Either way, he's most certainly not staying up, collapsing to the snow once more at his side.
COMBATSYS: Benimaru can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Benimaru successfully hits Acacia with Denei Spark.
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A flicker of surprise shows in Acacia's expression - shock and respect all at once, warring for space on her tired features. She was expecting him to stay down. She wasn't expecting...this. She tries to gather her own aura, to renforce her skin, bone, and flesh to weather the onslaught. But she's got nothing left to give...
...and in any case, it isn't fast enough.
It's like trying to stop a force of nature. Or worse, for no lightning storm ever behaved like this - dancing and playing to the pulse of a man named Benimaru Nikaido.
Acacia slumps, swaying weakly. Smoke rises from her body, wisps swirling in the chill mountain air. It's near-freezing out here, but still there's distinct residual heat around Acacia, from where the lightning struck. She gives a ragged gasp...before pitching forward, falling face-first into the snow.
"No," Acacia manages, her voice a whisper, "you...can't."
COMBATSYS: Acacia takes no action.
COMBATSYS: Acacia can no longer fight.
And this concludes a match that, in it's own right, was a stroke of genius. The flash, flair, and glamourous style of Benimaru versus the straightforward, no-nonsense brute strength of Acacia. And both fighters are sadly left to die out in the mountains unforgiving chill..
Well, that can't be what really happens, surely they'll be back just fine, though Benimaru may be minus one coffee date. Who's going to report that Double K.O. anyway?
Up on the mountainside, a barely-conscious Acacia grumbles: "...better be cell phone coverage up here..."
Log created on 16:21:40 10/08/2008 by Acacia, and last modified on 14:52:10 10/10/2008.