Description: Russia is cold and so is this encounter as neither wants to be there and wonder why the fight is there. Naerose gives an explanation but it's lame at best and Dr.Tran really just wants to get this over with. Well they both sort of get their wish. (Winner:Naerose) Also Naerose Fails.
Russia: It's COLD.
Seriously. It's miserable. Freezing. Snow, ice, all of that chilly jazz. It sucks, and Dr. Tran is a miserable man because of it. Just standin' in this random street which was chosen for this for god knows why, gettin' ready for his fight, with a bit of a wardrobe change in order to make it through the day.
That's right, instead of his traditional doctorin' coat, Dr. Tran has a luxurious fur affair, still whiteas the snow around him. It's so thick and fluffy that half of his head is covered in it. Combined with his sunglasses, Dr. Tran is barely visible.
Somehow, he still manages to look surly.
During the last major tournement, the Jinchuu thing, a few people by the name of Marisol and Pas had done the most genius thing, they entered a tournament and basically got a free cruise out of the deal. They sat on the deck in their bikini's probably swam a lot and enjoyed the luxuries without having to pay for them. This was the secret reason for Naerose entering this affair in the first place because in all honesty NAEROSE DOES NOT CARE ABOUT TOURNAMENTS.
So why is she in Russia? Maybe when she told her travel agent and the organizers she was only entering this tournament so she could sit around on a cruise ship in a bikini. She was soon informed though that there was no ship, that Germany is cold and that she should get used to it. So. Russia. In her red dress with a red coat and looking quite freezy.
"This sucks." Naerose complains.
So there Dr. Tran is, so miserable that he's totally out of it, it's like he's in his own private world of cold-related suffering, when an angel's voice rings through the air. 'This sucks.' YES. YES, THAT IS EXACTLY IT. Tran turns to see who would make this wonderful proclamation, and...
"Oh. It's you." A few moments so high, so wonderful, but then Dr. Tran crashes back down to earth, courtesy of Naerose. Back to square one. Several moments pass as Dr. Tran doesn't say anything. Finally...
"So, I guess we should fight."
"What is that it? hold on, when .. Let me see here," Naerose pulls out of her hat a little magazine with pictures from Jinchuu, she shows off a page toward Tran of Pas and Marisol living the high life aboard the ship,
"Look! See this? THIS IS AWESOME." The witch is whining now, but on a roll, "See, they're living it up and this isn't as cool, this is decidedly not as cool, I'm not even sure why I
Naerose pauses a moment to catch her breath.
"Here and yo uwant to fight? I think you should just give up and then we could both go home."
Tran stares at the picture for a second, remembering his own unique Jinchuu experience. It was pretty ok, until he got shot out of a cannon, fell off the Black Noah, and spent half a year stranded on a tropical island without a proper bathroom or anything.
He just stares at Naerose in silence while he thinks this over. Finally, his muffled voice slinks out of his coat. "It's a good idea, but why don't YOU just give up, instead? Then we can all go home, maybe not happy, but at least not...here."
"Yeah, well about that.. " Naerose begins while scratching the back of her head and holding onto her broom, " See I took this sponsorship from err... a place just out of southtown, Tai's all you can eat Taiyaki.. And well with my whole fish monster thing and well if I want the free all you can eat deal I kind of need to win something ... and lately well see, yeah, I'm not a good er advertisement, you know how it is right?" Then she pulls out a little fish shaped button and sticks it to her hat.
"So I need to be the winner, which of course it's all the same to you."
"What, seriously?" Tran shakes his head. "Forget that, do you know what'll happen if the people who are running this know I just gave up?" He starts pacing, throwing his arms around with a newfound nervous energy.
"They'll try to pair me up with some gung-ho 'give it your best' idiot who doesn't feel pain and doesn't expect you to, either!" Tran stops and turns to point right at Naerose. "Look, if that's all you care about, I will /buy/ you a meal at whatever buffet you pick! Let's just get this over with, god."
"Meal ? Really? Get this over with? Okay.!" Naerose exclaims with the sort of new found energy she only has when she is given the offer of a free lunch. She brings her broom around and then beckons to Tran with the sort of 'Come here' gesture.
"Man I hope I don't get that gung ho idiot.." The witch murmurs to herself, "I'd rather get a rich nice person like Ken Masters who is sure to let me use his jet whenever I want with the complimentary everythign service."
Despite the witch looking not ready, she is.
"Give it your best shot huh."
COMBATSYS: Naerose has started a fight here.
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Naerose 0/-------/-------|
Naerose's surge of excitement is not infectious in the slightest, if Tran is to be any indication. If anything, it appears to make him droop slightly, although most of his features are still covered.
"I...yeah. Yeah." Tran sighs, and jogs in place, trying to see if any of his blood is still circulating or if it's already frozen in his veins. The results are inconclusive, so he'll just have to make do. "Alright. Starting...now." It's surprisingly awkward, getting ready to punch Naerose, but in the end, Dr. Tran does it, stepping forward and flinging his fist toward her stomach.
COMBATSYS: Tran has joined the fight here.
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Tran 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Naerose
COMBATSYS: Tran has left the fight here.
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Naerose 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Tran has joined the fight here.
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Tran 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Naerose
COMBATSYS: Naerose blocks Tran's Strong Punch.
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Tran 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Naerose
It is less awkward for Naerose, she really doesn't take much seriously though, that isn't a surprise, at least not to anyone who knows her. She moves tot he side and takes the punch on her shoulder, but is quick to respond with a kick, bringing her hips into it, even planting her broom to give her extra leverage. She's really trying to kick him hard but .. well she's also having fun, just thinking about the food, who knows what could happen!
"At least I'm not as cold" she murmurs.
COMBATSYS: Tran dodges Naerose's Strong Kick.
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Tran 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Naerose
Pshaw, who cares what Naerose thinks about it, this is Dr. Tran's problem! It's like kicking a puppy, seriously. Sure, Naerose can fight back, and pretty well, too, but...come on. "Yeah, that's the one saving grace here, isn't it?"
As he speaks, Tran is busy moving, getting well out of the way of Naerose's kick by stepping back just out of range of it. He's not there for long, as he steps back in toward her and throws his foot out toward her ankle, trying hard not to wind up on the ground himself. This is a nice coat, it would suck if Tran had to get it cleaned after this.
COMBATSYS: Naerose blocks Tran's Light Kick.
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Tran 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Naerose
Getting assailed again isn't so bad when Naerose can deflect it with her own shin. She needs to do something to make the attack get reprisaled right? She wants free Taiyaki afterall in addition to anything Tran might of offered. Yes more food is better than less food. . That was for sure, but NAerose had her answer planned.
The witch, in what can only be described as random, decides to thrust her broom forward as if she was giving it to Tran, but she can't give her broom to tran, she needs it so instead she just thrusts it at him.
COMBATSYS: Tran blocks Naerose's Random Strike.
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Tran 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Naerose
Tran's not so quick, this time. As Naerose practically tries to impale him with her broomstick, the only option he really has is to try to take it. The doctor does not care that Naerose needs it, because she's trying to turn him into a ke-bob.
It works, a little. He gets poked in the chest pretty hard, but Tran's grasping hands manage to slow it down some, at least. He doesn't keep his grip on it when Naerose pulls it back, but that's okay because the doctor's hands are going other places. Like Naerose's throat, so he can pick her up and then spin around and kick her like a kung-fu dude kicks a plank of wood.
COMBATSYS: Naerose blocks Tran's 3 2 1...Dr Tran.
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Tran 0/-------/----===|===----\-------\0 Naerose
The witch stares with wide eyes before Tran goes for her throat and she practically gets out of the way, but struggles to do even that, it is at the moment that she instead manages to only just use her broom to try and block the attack. It sort of works, but not really, it was a struggle to say the least while backing out of attack range.
"*Cough* Hey!" exclaims Naerose before finally tossing up a reprisal attack.
"En Criento!" cries the witch and tries to blast Tran at close range.
COMBATSYS: Naerose successfully hits Tran with End Creation.
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Tran 0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0 Naerose
"Whoa now, don't get indignant on me just because I'm attacking!" It's bad form. Getting indignant because someone is getting indignant, now, that's perfectly acceptable. Less acceptable, in Tran's mind: getting blasted by Naerose.
The energy sends him skidding backward over the icy sidewalk, ruffling his coat but good. It is concerning. "I didn't want to do this, but..." Tran takes another step back, and then flings his coat off to the side with a flourish! It lands gently on a 'no parking' sign. "It has to be done." Around Tran, snow is gently displaced, as the air ripples with gathering power. "For my coat's sake."
COMBATSYS: Tran gathers his will.
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Tran 1/-----==/=======|====---\-------\0 Naerose
"Ugh, not that, I'm going to have to be typical.." The witch says, steps back and then steps back some more then jumps back and flings her wrist, her sleeves a flourish and then shouts to accompany it, "Sagitta Major!" and thus flings a huge javelin of ice at Tran. The attack takes a moment to form but He's too busy DBZ'ing over there.. no complaints here, Naerose totally keeps her distance after that.
"Hey take your time over there, I'll just you know occasioanlly toss something your way.." comes a sing song voice of Naerose.
COMBATSYS: Tran blocks Naerose's Sagitta Major.
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Tran 1/----===/=======|====---\-------\0 Naerose
For a giant pointy chunk of ice, Dr. Tran handle it pretty well. He makes no move to avoid it, instead simply sticking both hands out in front of him and taking it full on the palms. It splinters apart around him. Maybe it just can't take his HEAT. HOT.
"Oh, don't give me that, boo hoo, look at me, I'm Naerose, I'm bored if someone's not trying to strangle me to death." Tran flings his shades to the side, too, so that he is now standing there in no more than slacks and a turtleneck. Clearly insufficient protection against the cold, but it'll have to do. He points a single finger out at Naerose. "Now just be patient, thing'll heat up and finish faster like this, anyway."
COMBATSYS: Tran focuses on his next action.
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Tran 1/----===/=======|====---\-------\0 Naerose
"Oh I totally know what you're trying to do.." Naerose claims while peering at Tran in the most untrusting of ways,
"You're trying to see where I hide my witches powder. The secret to my magic power." And if the inane psycho babble hasn't confused/surprised your will to hit her or generally made all parties here want to hit something (preferably not a witch) Then the thing she does next surely will. The witch takes out of her hat a little plastic bag full of a white substance and tosses it into the air.
"Here it's yours, catch!" Of course the substance is harmless, but it's followed by a sudden swing of her broom at Tran's face!
COMBATSYS: Tran interrupts Random Strike from Naerose with Vote Dr. Tran For President.
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Tran 1/---====/=======|=======\-------\0 Naerose
"That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard." Witch's powder? Really? That's...jeez. It's basically completely nonsensical. It's like amnesia dust, except Naerose is throwing a whole bag full of it at Tran. Well, this will not stand.
As Naerose comes in with her broomstick, steam gathers at Dr. Tran's fingertips, thick and heavy. He balls them up into fists and raises his arms out like he's about to pretend he's a plane, and then he starts spinning.
Steam whips outward, crushed by the force of his will to take the shape of, well, whips. Razor thin whips, so that instead of a plane, Dr. Tran resembles nothing so much as a human helicopter, buzzsawing into Naerose. Somewhere in there her broom still makes contact with him, and it hurts, but not enough to stop Tran from totally making himself super-dizzy.
"Outch, hey whatacha doing? Okay okay! Stopit! I admit that there is no such thing as witches powder.. Darn, I really thought for sure that one would work. I admit it was powdered sugar," Naerose confides, as if it's a big secret. "At least it wasn't snow."
Meanwhile Naerose turns her attention to shoving Tran back because she's still worried that mybe, just maybe he has some sort of hard hitting attack in mind, like.. Here comes Dr.Tran. Not that she knows the name of it, unless he filled out one of those SNF move list forms and has a trading card. Also, he's dizzy, maybe he'll fall over!
COMBATSYS: Naerose successfully hits Tran with Medium Throw.
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Tran 2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|=======\-------\1 Naerose
Dr. Tran is a dizzy man. Turning into a human tornado is no easy thing, especially when you're not really all that used to doing it. By the time he's recovered at all, THERE IS NAEROSE. And she's doing better than he is, for sure, judging by how she's totally shoving him. Jerk. Tran does indeed fall afterward, going over backward and smacking his head /really hard/ against the ground. It HURTS, okay? Doesn't do much for the dizzy problem, either.
But Dr. Tran is nothing if not a man who springs back from adversity! The steam around him thickens, and with a burst of energy he comes up swinging a fist, itself coated with a ball of boiling steam, right toward the red witch's chin. It explodes, naturally, with more than enough force to send her airborne. And if slash when she comes down...BAM. Dr. Tran staggers to deliver the other half of the attack, a straight punch toward whatever part of her he can find. It explodes, too. Even if she's not there, probably.
COMBATSYS: Naerose blocks Tran's Here Comes Dr. Tran!.
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Tran 0/-------/---====|=======\==-----\1 Naerose
Oh she's there alright, she's there and doing the crouch thing. She curls up into a ball and covers her head and lets out a cry of dismay that there explosions happening all around her and even as it explodes she doesn't get WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO HER?
If memory serves right, it all started about a month or so ago when she filled out an entry form for a tournament.. It was called something like Sh.. Sho.. Shosomething in german. Well anyway she's not thinking about that only about Tran exploding things and her freaking out. Which isn't much different from what she normally does, but then, just as quickly as it started, it's over? The witch slowly rises, looking kind of suspicious about this and then decides it's safe enough to smile. So.. she smiles. Smiles big.
"Man that wasn't so bad," Naerose lies.
"But can you deal with this!" Exclaims Naerose and tries to dart around Tran and with a thin silver line, then if she can, sends a chi shock through them both.
COMBATSYS: Naerose successfully hits Tran with Threads of Fate.
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Tran 1/-------/=======|=======\====---\1 Naerose
"Don't even...don't even ggghhhk!" This is the unique sound of Dr. Tran simultaneously being strangled and electrocuted. He is pretty unhappy about it. After Naerose lets go, he throws himself a pace away, coughing. "Why did I *hack* ever even agree to this?"
Raising one arm, Tran slashes the air in front of him, and a thin line of steam goes shooting forward, razor thin and full of chitacular goodness. "This is ASS."
COMBATSYS: Naerose overcomes American Hero Cutter from Tran with End Creation End.
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Tran 1/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0 Naerose
"I know right?" Replies Naerose, as if she was totally with Tran all the way on that , but then he flings a projectile attack at her and that's not cool. Besides which it's you know, all cutting.. and stuff. So the witch is forced to bring out both arms, charge up her hands with a blast and then flings it toward the incoming attack, having to step back , her heel digging at the sudden output.
"En Criento En!" exclaims Naerose before sitting down on her back side and looking winded.
"Seriously. I'm going to be cold after this. We should file a complaint!"
COMBATSYS: Tran fails to reflect End Creation End from Naerose with Operation - Dr. Tran.
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Naerose 0/-------/-----==|
COMBATSYS: Tran can no longer fight.
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Naerose 0/-------/-----==|
Dr. Tran sees it coming. At this point, honestly, he's not even sure he wants to do anything about it. May as well, try...but the decision comes far too late. Naerose's big energy blast smashes into him, similarly knocking him on his butt in the snow.
His voice calls out, still strong, "Oh, go to hell and leave me alone." He's not moving, though. Maybe Dr. Tran needs some Tran time to himself.
"Umm.. Sounds warmer than here." Naerose replies and calls a taxi. She literally leaves just like that. The thing about taxis is they don't make you pay up front and the thing about Russia is they don't know who Naerose Delphine is .. yet.
Log created on 19:18:30 10/08/2008 by Naerose, and last modified on 14:08:47 10/09/2008.