Alan - I'm Trying To Eat Here

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[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "so even though i'm here i still get to wear my frilly pink dress, right?"

[OOC] Ålân R.B. says, "Yes of course"

Geese has arrived.

[OOC] Kyo says, "Tran sets."

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran what

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran is so put upon, god

Steak. Steak is delicious. And when a real man wants a steak, he goes to Uncle Flab's Big America Steakhouse because he's in Japan and Japanese people are crazy and have weird ideas but at least one of them knows how to (under)cook a slab of meat.

Dr. Tran is there now, sitting at a table. Waiting for a steak. Marveling at this place, magnificent in its, uh. Well, he can't really describe it well himself, but there are waitresses dressed up as maid and a man in a top hat in back who is throwing beef into the air like pizza dough and all Tran can really do is sit and watch. And drink. The drinking is very important.

The highly glamorous life of an agent of *R* involves a lot of things, especially when you're very good at selling people what they don't realize they want. *R*'s last distribution point of totally radical drugs'n'guns was taken out by a freak Kaphwan incident last week, and now Alan has taken a man who doesn't realize that he really would like to make money hand over fist ruining lives to Uncle Flab's.

Alan has just spun into the 'befriend' portion of his pitch, as their food has recently arrived. He pinches the ass of his waitress as a matter of course, ducks a slap with a harsh laugh, and starts spinning into an anecdote of the time he was jumped by Akuma (real event) and whooped his ass so hard he ran back into the ocean crying (complete fabrication). He is extremely loud between bites of his 'ultra steak', so named because it is in fact two sirloin steaks pasted together by mashed potatoes. His client, his suspension of disbelief strengthened by way too much alcohol, is supportively loud.

It's a lot like a pair of donkeys having a belching contest, and they're directly behind Tran.

Psh, Southtown is only Japan by the barest of technicalities; in a lot of ways, the city is more American than Dr. Tran could ever hope to be. Most of these ways seem to involve food, and litter on the streets, though.

Since, as we know, all kids love steak, the patrons of Uncle Flab's Big America Steakhouse have the opportunity to bask in true greatness, with the presence of the world-famous Kyo Kusanagi in the restaurant tonight. The reigning World Warrior /and/ the current Saturday Night Fight champion - he even brought the belt with him, slung casually over his shoulder and looking particularly shiny tonight, because he's kind of a douche - Kusanagi is currently in the process of being seated, winding his way to a booth - all by himself, even though it could seat six people easy, because, again, douche - behind one of those maid-outfitted servers... Though his attention is momentarily caught by Alan and the prospect he's entertaining.

It's kind of hard to ignore when they're being /that/ loud, after all.

"Pff, who the hell is that idiot?" Kyo wonders, of nobody in particular, though the waitress offers an apologetic shrug. She doesn't offer to do much about it, though, because Kyo seems like he's probably a bad tipper. Why, do you ask? Well, there's that whole 'douche' thing again...

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "Oh, Kyo, you're such a card"

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "The Ace of Douches, specifically"

That man...is he Uncle Flab himself? He just keeps tossing that steak, for no reason that Tran can tell. He doesn't swap steaks or anything, it's just the one. Up and down, spinning, over and over again. It is /haunting./

Mesmorizing as it may be, however, it is not enough to overpower the sheer, grating, all-American, rude-ass yackling of Alan R.B. It's like a beacon of annoyance that Dr. Tran, distracted as he was, managed to miss. At least, until it went into hyper-annoying overdrive. It blocks out all other sources of douchery, such as Kyo's, impressive though it may be.

So maybe it's natural that when Tran's meal arrives, literally moments later, he's already basically at the breaking point. If it were anyone else, maybe it would be bearable, but..."Alan R.B." Dr. Tran's voice drips with loathing and also a little bit of gravy that got in there with Tran's quick bite of mashed potatoes.

That's pretty much all the warning the notorious jackass (the drug-dealer, not the schoolkid) gets before Tran whirls around and flings his entire plate, full of steak and potato and bacon and melted cheese, right at Alan. Or, well, maybe kind of over him, since Tran didn't bother aiming first. Or really even looking beyond a glance. It's a wild pitch, folks.

"Alright, so you've got Cody over there shakin' in fear, the helicopter's overhead, and Rugal's yellin' 'Get out of there! You're no maaaatch!' But I got this, right, and that big red bastard comes low with a kick and-" A clatter! "Ah shitballs, hang on."

Alan R. B. leans down to reclaim his fork, still laden with ultra steak, and one elegant blonde eyebrow arches over his pale shades as he hears a peculiar squawk followed by a crash. The boxer rights himself, chewing, and observes for a brief moment his client, face reddening, a large gob of cheesy potato slowly tipping over from his extremely pronounced nose. Alan does the only thing he can do - he holds his fork forward, catches the gob on it, and starts bringing it to his mouth. "What were you, man, raised in a barn?"

Vladimin Rustov is a proud man despite his loud, crude humor. Bulgarian-born, once trusted muscle in a US-based Russian mafia family, a scandal involving the boss's wife, a brick of marijuana, and a baby monitor resulted in his hasty exile to Southtown, to start up his own 'business.' This meeting is the result of a solid year of ingratiating himself to *R*'s grunt agents, finally resulting in this meeting with an 'elite agent.' It has now been ruined. In a fury, he sweeps his hand across the table, flinging food and drink in a wide arc that includes 5 patrons and Kyo, and produces an uzi, aimed right at Tran! He pulls the trigger, but the gun has been fouled with bacon, and it misfires badly, the resultant burst and flailing flinging even more food everywhere.

As an entire cob of corn, dripping butter, goes spinning toward Kyo's belt, Alan R. B. turns and frowns at Tran, shaking his head and clucking his tongue.

It's like some kind of Greek tragedy in here, tonight. Yes, the ignoble goals of Alan, and probably Tran as well - he's pretty shifty-looking - have provoked an almost elemental force of nature. Why, one might ask?

Because that corn on the cob smacks against Kyo's big shiny belt with an audible, wet 'splort', smearing buttery goodness and wet corn against the faceplate, ruining the glossy buff to which it had been shined, presumably by one Shingo Yabuki in hopes of getting Kyo to teach him some new moves. This... Does not please the Kusanagi heir.

He frowns, his eyes hooding slowly, and since he was already looking that way, well... He's looking right at the table of Alan R.B. and his now former prospect, who might be the one actually at fault for the flying buttered maize, but the truth of the matter is that Alan is the engineer of this disaster. Or maybe it's some capricious god, like Zeus or Odin, who finds some terrible amusement at the plight of these poor mortals.

Those would be Alan and Tran, of course; Kyo Kusanagi is anything but a mere mortal.

"Here, hold this," Kyo says, passing the belt off to the bewildered waitress, and then he starts stepping forward, reaching into his pockets to pull out his habitual Kusanagi gloves, tugging them onto his hands. Oh man, is he going to teach somebody a lesson tonight. "Hey," Kyo says, as he steps up right behind Alan. "You dropped something."

Whoops. That's all that really runs through Dr. Tran's head, as he finds his actions have caused harm to a not very innocent bystander. For a moment, he is worried, as that man seems very angry and he is in the company of Alan. But then it's ok, because he just pulls out a gun. Which doesn't work, anyway. Sucker.

Relieved, Dr. Tran turns back to his me-oh, right. He faces Alan instead, who looks much less appealing. "Don't give me...that...look. Aw, dang, you're boned."

This, of course, is said immediately after Kyo shows up behind the miserable excuse for a man that is Alan. "Well, you have fun, buddy. I've got, uh." Tran looks between Kyo and Alan quickly, and then finishes. "An urgent appointment. Yeah. Later."

The Bulgarian is busy in the background, trying to unjam his gun with a string of eastern European vulgarities, eventually slipping on one of Alan's steaks and crashing full on into a table where an elderly couple were enjoying a fondue before shuffling away. Now he is /howling/ Bulgarian obscenities, face covered in hot oil.

Alan R. B., meanwhile, makes the situation worse as only he can. He does it so easily, and so casually, without looking up to Kyo or realizing at all who he's talking to (to be fair it wouldn't even matter to him). He responds to the Kusanagi prodigy with five simple words.

"So pick it up, kid."

Then, he reaches out toward Tran's shoulder, relaxing his body, letting his electric chi crackle along his hand. "Nah, your appointment ain't that urgent. See, first, you gotta realize you just blew a hell of a deal. Now, for some reason, I like that you exist. Maybe I don't like /you/ so much, but I like that you're there. It's important to have scapegoats and punching bags in this world." The scene changes to Rugal, reading a book, who turns to look directly at the camera with a flat expression, provoking a laugh track. Then back to the show. "So basically, to make sure I don't have to get all mobilizing with the death squads, I'm going to have to ask an apology for big nose over there. All right? Come on, he'll probably want to shoot you once or twice, you'll be fine." Alan attempts to stand, with Tran in tow.

Tyler has connected.

And really, Kyo wasn't going to let Tran just walk away either... Alan just had a more expedient way of resolving things. "Gosh, /I/ sure just got told," Kyo says, rather facetiously, watching as Alan instead turns his attention to the good doctor, arching a brow dubiously. Electric chi, huh? Clearly this Alan guy must be in some way related to Benimaru Nikaido. And there's a fact, an immutable, universal truth, about Kyo Kusanagi:

He /really enjoys/ beating up Benimaru Nikaido.

"Hey, I got it," Kyo says, helpfully, affecting a bright tone since Alan has yet to look in his direction at all. Yes sirree, he's just obliging the R agent's instruction, he is. Except, of course, when he snaps his fingers, generating a spark of sacred Kusanagi flame, which he then tosses directly at Alan's back.

What's this, a surprise attack?! Yes, Kyo is a douche.

COMBATSYS: Kyo has joined the fight here on the right meter side.

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Nagare           0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0              Kyo


[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "I am shocked!"

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran (see it's funny because Alan has lightning hands and something surprising happened)

COMBATSYS: Alan has joined the fight here on the left meter side.

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Alan             0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0              Kyo
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Nagare           0/-------/-======|


Kyo might not have INTENDED to let Tran get away, but he figured that by the time the world champion, etc. etc. had finished with Alan, he would have a pretty good head start. But then Alan, being a jerk, ruins everything and grabs Tran before he can get away.

Firmly ignoring the Bulgarian in the background, Tran grins the sort of grin which comes of baring your teeth and tensing every muscle in your face at once. Unlike some people, Tran recognizes the danger he is in right now, and so while he's getting pulled away he's actually watching Kyo, and recognizing that the odds of getting burnt are very high. Hey, look at that. Fire.

"You dumb shit, MOVE!" And then with a shove to the ribs, Tran tries to propel himself as far away from Alan as possible. It might help Alan get out of the way, too. I /guess/.

COMBATSYS: Tran has joined the fight here on the left meter side.

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Alan             0/-------/-------|=====--\-------\0           Nagare
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Tran             0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0              Kyo


COMBATSYS: Tran assists Alan.

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Alan             0/-------/-------|=====--\-------\0           Nagare
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Tran             0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0              Kyo


[OOC] Kyo says, "there's a half-dead fish in here, what"

[OOC] Hard Nagare says, "But don't think this is the end.... 8)"

[OOC] Ålân R.B. says, "anyway now that the creepy naked guy is gone"

COMBATSYS: Kyo successfully hits Alan with Yami Barai.

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Alan             0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0              Kyo
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Tran             0/-------/-------|


[OOC] Ålân R.B. says, "thanks /tran/"

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran :)

Nagare has connected.

[OOC] Hard Nagare oh

A lady in a maid outfit has appeared with a bucket of water, which she has upended over the screaming Bulgarian. He isn't screaming any more, instead curled up in a corner and sobbing while holding a towel to his face.

Alan R. B. doesn't take well to the shove, only rocking back briefly before taking a swing at Tran, who is now out of the way. Then, of course, he hears the flame, just in time to have it thrown into his back.

The blonde man lets out a yelp, kicking Tran's table over as he's flung forward, frantically yanking off his vest, tossing it to the ground, and stamping on it. "Jesus Christ, you stupid kid, do you have any idea how much that cost?" Alan hisses, a hand pressed to his back, as he turns to face Kyo. Instead of the usual shock or fear most fighters would feel on recognition of the Kusanagi, his lip curls up, and he dips his hands to his belt to put his iron rings on. Electricity's crackling all over his skin, now, occasionally jumping over his shirt and pants.

"Shit, guess you wouldn't. Probably not that high in Math class yet." Alan rolls his neck, taps his boots against the ground... and then flickers, leaving a trail of kicked-aside food in his wake as he moves at rather absurd speed to whip behind Tran, shove him toward Kyo, and then come out of his blur right in front of the kid, whipping his right hand across and toward his chin, chi streaming from his knuckles. "That Kusanagi kid, right? Ha! You don't look so tough!"

COMBATSYS: Kyo blocks Alan's Hook Punch.

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Alan             0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0              Kyo
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Tran             0/-------/-------|


ODROP::OSUCC::Tyler heads to the north.

Yes, Kyo feels deeply terrible for ruining Alan's vest, except for the part where it was totally hilarious.

As the R agent comes out of his blurring speed and takes a swing at him, the World Warrior snorts in rueful amusement, intercepting that electricity-charged fist with his own open palm, the forceful punch striking with an audible slap, but the worst of the blow - and the energy with it - dissipates harmlessly.

"You missed an important question there, champ," Kyo observes. "'Do I /care/ how much that cost?', the answer of course being 'Ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha, no.'" Still, he's curious about the speed the boxer's demonstrating... Can he keep that up? Releasing Alan's fist, Kyo suddenly steps in at the R agent, swinging his right fist in a hooking punch of his own, with a frightening speed of a wholly different type than Alan R.B.'s, flame trailing in an arc behind his fist, and erupting in an explosion at the point of impact - if any.

"Let's see how you do with this!!" Kyo bellows if the first strike lands, stepping in to launch a second punch at the boxer, with another fiery explosion, following it up with a third explosive punch, this one a thunderous uppercut aimed at the underside of Alan's jaw.

Hopefully this place has good insurance.

Meanwhile, after leaving Alan to the fires of hell, Dr. Tran is making good on his attempt to sneak away without harm. Except god damn it, Alan keeps being there, screwing everything up for him. The Bulgarian wouldn't screw things up like this, he looks like a positive guy! ...maybe not.

But the time for blame is over, even though it's pretty clearly Alan's fault that Tran gets shoved toward Kyo. Now is the time for...wow, evidently for Alan to completely fail to damage the World Warrior, unless the doctor's eyes are deceiving him. He's pretty sure they aren't, so he takes a step back. "What in god's name is wrong with you." It's funny, because Tran could be talking to either one of the other fighters. Or himself. Whatever.

COMBATSYS: Tran takes no action.

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Alan             0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0              Kyo
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Tran             0/-------/-------|


[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran lol i'm helping

[OOC] Hard Nagare says, "u halping"

[OOC] Ålân R.B. says, "c-come on D:"

COMBATSYS: Kyo successfully hits Alan with Aragami.
*KNOCKED AWAY*

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Alan             1/=======/=======|===----\-------\0              Kyo
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Tran             0/-------/-------|


[OOC] Ålân R.B. says, "oh it burns"

[OOC] Hard Nagare says, "it's okay"

[OOC] Hard Nagare says, "ask tran for some loving"

klumpft

The first punch snaps Alan's face to the side, breaking off one arm of his shades and sending the rest spinning into the wall. The second hit smashes him back, the force of it splitting his fancy lightning bolt hair thing down the middle. The final hit is accompanied with a fierce exhalation of air as it knocks Alan himself up and back, trailing sparks as he smacks right into a giant wooden cowboy, rendering it into a pile of splinters that the criminal sags in almost gratefully, a few flames dancing on his shirt.

He remains there, apparently taken down, motionless. It is true that the boxer is not known for his ability to stand up to punishment so much as he just punishes the other guy even harder. Perhaps he's already gone down? Flashbacks of Akuma kicking his ankle into dust flashing in his mind's eye, Alan half-opens one eye, and hopes Kyo goes for the livelier target as he takes a second to just... not be punched.

COMBATSYS: Alan drops his guard to recover.

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Alan             1/=======/=======|===----\-------\0              Kyo
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Tran             0/-------/-------|


[OOC] Ålân R.B..oO(punchtranpunchtranpunchtranpunchtran)

Yeah... That was pretty satisfying. Kyo straightens up as Alan ends up collapsing into a heap, and possibly taking a nap or something, and honestly he feels inordinately good about himself over it. Good enough that he straightens his jacket, and turns to look over at Tran, smirking at the other man. "Hey, I've seen you before. You're a doctor, right?" the Kusanagi heir wonders, tilting his head slightly to one side. "Too bad you can't operate on yourself, I guess." The way he says that... Really can't bode overly well.

Lunging directly at Tran, he tries to catch the mysterious doctor by the front of his shirt, or jacket, or labcoat or whatever, yanking him in before slamming his other forearm into Tran's face, with enough force to hurl him away, hard. This is probably uncalled for.

[OOC] Ålân R.B..oO(praisejesus)

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran oh god

COMBATSYS: Tran blocks Kyo's Hatsugane.

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Alan             1/=======/=======|====---\-------\0              Kyo
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Tran             0/-------/---====|


[OOC] Ålân R.B. says, "you're fine, you girl"

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "it hurrrrrrrts"

[OOC] Kyo says, "Hey, you blocked my second slowest move total."

[OOC] Kyo says, "That's not nothin'."

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "You currently have a penalty to blocking due to your previous usage of blocking. (42%)"

[OOC] Hard Nagare says, "wait until you reflect orichinagi"

[OOC] Kyo says, "bawww"

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "more like wait until I DIE IN A FIRE"

[OOC] Hard Nagare says, "even better"

Kyo killed him. Kyo killed Alan R.B. That is clearly what happened right there, and while the world is a better place for it, now he's got his eye on Dr. Tran. This is maybe the worst possible thing. Maybe.

Tran takes a step back, cautiously and slowly, since everyone knows Kyo Kusanagi only sees movement. It doesn't work of course, and then he starts running his mouth, and then Tran gets a little bit irritated. "Did you really just...god, I...god."

Perhaps his irritation gives him strength, as when Kyo seizes him forcefully, Tran is not taken completely off-guard. Instead, he manages to intercept Kyo's forearm with his own, so that it slams into his face instead. It doesn't seem like it, but this is an improvement. Even though Tran still goes flying backward from the impact. It hurts.

"Urgg...this...ugh." It's like Tran wants to say something, but he is so frustrated by the entirety of the situation he is in that the only thing he can really do is attack Kyo with his junk.

well, not exactly, although it may certainly seem like that, with one leg pointing straight up. And then fwoomp, it comes down toward Kyo's shoulder, and will hopefully knock him down, so that Tran can kick the shit out of him before Kyo realizes it's actually happening. If Tran's lucky, anyway.

COMBATSYS: Kyo blocks Tran's Dr. Tran Goes For Broke.

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Alan             1/=======/=======|====---\-------\0              Kyo
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Tran             0/-------/----===|


[OOC] Kyo says, "Wait no I jumped on Alan's turn. :(a Sorry Alan. MAYBE."

[OOC] Ålân R.B. says, "you're not sorry"

[OOC] Ålân R.B. says, "whore"

[OOC] Kyo says, "yeah i'm not"

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "Kyo is incapable of human emotion."

[OOC] Kyo says, "I promise to accept if you attack me, though."

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "Unless being a dick is an emotion!"

[OOC] Ålân R.B. says, "That promise is also a lie"

Slowly, so slowly, Alan reaches his hand to where his vest pocket should be, patting it for only a second before realizing that his vest is now lying in a pile over there, stomped on. His Nat Shermans, of course, will be fine - he keeps those in a very nice mahogany case with the R insignia worked upon it in ivory and onyx. However, that's the other side of the room, and he can't move to claim it without giving away his position... which is why he keeps THE EMERGENCY CIGARETTE.

To the onlookers now ringing the restaurant, Alan looks very slick as he rises quietly to his feet, running his left hand through his slicked-back hair and coming away with a black cigarette with a gold leaf filter, slipping it into his mouth and lighting it with a snap of his fingers. So prepared, he waits until Kyo is busy trying to deal with Tran's axe kick, and then relaxes, arms limp, leaning back.

Electricity bursts out along his entire body, swirling down into his hands. Yes, it's that old favorite, but with an entirely new move design! No more orderly and painstakingly-described swinging of hands - now he just lifts them both, thumbs and middle fingers pressed together, both index fingers pointed at Kyo Kusanagi, yellow-and-white chi swirling around them like the most righteous finger-guns ever. He snaps his fingers several times, bolts of lightning cracking across the restaurant, thunder rattling plates and shattering a few glasses. "Thunder STOOOORM!"

The man in the top hat is unperturbed.

COMBATSYS: Alan successfully hits Kyo with Thunder Storm.

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Alan             0/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0              Kyo
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Tran             0/-------/----===|


[OOC] Kyo says, "Ow. :("

[OOC] Ålân R.B. says, "yaaaay i caused damage"

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "You're a winner!"

Could it be that actual teamwork is going to win the day? Kyo is indeed busy dealing with Tran's axe kick, putting up an arm to intercept the downward arc of the doctor's foot, blunting the impact, when Alan launches his bolts of lightning at the World Warrior's back. Kyo, sensing what's coming, twists and starts to put his other arm in the way, but that defense isn't up to the task; each blow strikes home solidly, driving the younger man forward by inches... Fractions of an inch, really.

Looking back over his shoulder at Alan, Kyo seems a little pissed off. "Man, guess I should've made sure you were out cold before I went after your girlfriend, huh?" He pushes Tran away, since Alan has caught his attention by doing more appreciable harm to him, and rushes right at the boxer... Twisting as he gets closer to Alan, aiming to slam his shoulder into the R agent in a block, and likely bowl him right off of his feet. "Hua--!!"

Teamwork? Perish the thought. Anything resembling it is nothing more than cooincidence. An unfortunate cooincidence for everybody involved. Dr. Tran, in a markedly fortunate turn of events, finds himself free from Kyo's continued attention.

Sadly, Dr. Tran is kind of retarded sometimes. When Kyo basically calls him a girl, and worse than that, ALAN'S girl, well. He says something stupid, after making a little strangled noise. "You are a terrible corn man!"

Because that on its own is not enough. Dr. Tran does something stupid, too. Specifically, he rushes behind Kyo, leaps, and then tries to dropkick the kid right in the back of the head. Maybe through a table, or a steak, or something.

[OOC] Ålân R.B. kisses the cross

COMBATSYS: Alan dodges Kyo's Strong Punch.

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Alan             0/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0              Kyo
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Tran             0/-------/----===|


[OOC] Kyo says, "Saucy."

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "Uhoh, now Kyo's gonna be angry :("

Mignon has arrived.

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart says, "TRAN"

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart chases

Finally, Alan gets to actually look like a boxer, hands up, taking a swift dancing step to the side to let Kyo bowl past him. He exhales a plume of smoke, and his trademark sneer is now going strong. "Ha ha, corn man? Come on now, honey, be... nice. Or at least coherent, alright?" Confidence bolstered by successfully not losing his head, Alan takes a few steps back to pinch his lightning bolt bang (and rest assured, it is his bang) back into one piece, and press back in.

He's already given Kyo time to recover from the dodged shoulder tackle, but he's banking on his speed to keep that from mattering - he starts to circle around Kyo, fast enough to trick the eye into thinking he's everywhere at once, imprints of his chi leaving some afterimages here and there. "So, is this all the World Warrior's bringing to the table?" He starts to punch, alternating between jabs, hooks, and straight punches as he moves. "What are ya, going easy? Leave it to a kid to get himself all puffed up. As for my lady over there, don't be jealous just because you can't get anything better. These Japanese chicks are all cold fish anyway!"

COMBATSYS: Kyo effortlessly dodges Tran's Heavy Kick.

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Alan             0/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0              Kyo
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Tran             0/-------/----===|


COMBATSYS: Kyo effortlessly blocks Alan's Storm Front.

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Alan             0/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0              Kyo
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Tran             0/-------/----===|


[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "oh you showoff"

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "also MIGNON YOU TRICKED ME"

[OOC] Ålân R.B. says, "hahahahhahahah what"

[OOC] Kyo says, "Aww, they don't stack."

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart says, "I TRICKED YOU!?"

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart says, "how"

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart says, "God Kyo, you SLACKER"

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart says, "PUT SOME EFFORT INTO IT"

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "You tricked me by sending that scheduling @mail to Alexis instead of Amy, so when I mindlessly copied the names in the To: line for my own use, I sent it wrong, too!"

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "TRICKSTER"

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart says, "YES I DID"

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart nyoo HO HO.. Nyoo NYAH!

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart is a trickster cat, you fool!

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart says, "I AM NOT FULL OF"

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart says, "Of for Tran kind"

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart says, "yeah nm"

"Ohhh, not even /close/!" Kyo chides, as he slips out of the way of Tran's dropkick, leaving the doctor to hit nothing but the floor eventually. Alan's own avoidance of Kyo's attack is somewhat vexing, but that's life, right? The R agent has certainly proven that he's got a trick or two up his sleeve, at least, and by the time Kyo recovers from his own dodged attack /and/ dodging Tran's rather clumsy kick, there's Alan showing off his speed and his lightning again.

Of course, Kyo laughs quietly. "Heh. Too easy," the World Warrior says, moving almost as though he's predicting Alan's every move - which, essentially, he is - to deflect every punch before it can land solidly. Once Alan's done, though, Kyo's right hand suddenly shoots forward, looking to clamp on the sneering boxer's mouth, y'know, where he does his sneering from. "Hey, I like 'em a little chilly," Kyo informs Alan, with a lopsided smirk. "I'm pretty good at warming people up, see."

And that's about when an enormous explosion of Kusanagi flames erupts from his right hand. Ideally engulfing poor, poor Alan.

What cruel irony it is, that Tran is the one who winds up going through a steak after his failed dropkicking attack! Or, uh. On a steak. Which is on a table. He doesn't really go...through any of it, because he's not a big dude, and he didn't really fall that far to the tabletop. So mostly the doctor winds up covered in food. It's gross.

Meanwhile, Alan is over there giving Tran a nice, tasty crap sandwich, too. Between that and Kyo and the fighting and the knowledge that he's going to die so hard...

Tran rolls over and buries his face in some mashed potatoes, and is still for the moment.

COMBATSYS: Dr. Tran drops his guard to recover.

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Alan             0/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0              Kyo
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Tran             0/-------/----===|


[OOC] Geese says, "he's frontin', kyo, you gonna take that"

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "no, it's cool, i'm just trying to prove that it IS possible for a man to suffocate himself to death using only mashed potatoes"

[OOC] Ålân R.B. says, "time for the power"

[OOC] Ålân R.B. says, "of comedy"

COMBATSYS: Kyo successfully hits Alan with Koto Moon Positive.
- Power hit! -
>> Decisive Hit!! <<
*KNOCKED AWAY*

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Alan             2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|=======\-------\0              Kyo
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Tran             0/-------/----===|


[OOC] Kyo says, "well"

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart says, "Holy"

[OOC] Hard Nagare says, "Way to be Kyo"

[OOC] Ålân R.B. says, "oh dm/fate you are exactly what i wanted"

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart says, "hahaha"

[OOC] Kyo says, "My traits just said 'hello!'"

[OOC] Geese says, "you are a daring man"

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart says, "Wow dm fate really buffs dem traits"

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "Well, RIP Alan."

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "you were a douche"

As Kyo intercepts each of Alan's rapid punches, his grin gradually turns predatorial, before finally, he's laughing. "There we go, /there/ we go, that's the pepper, that's the money!" Finally, Alan tries to break away, to move out in a spiral and confuse the eye further - but with Kyo there hanging on every fist, it's trivial to track him down and clamp onto his face. Alan's extremely expensive /designer/ cigarette is crushed! Alan's expression is mocking, even to the end, as he prepares to mumble something into his hand in retort, unimpressed by the entry-level pun.

He doesn't get a chance. KUSANAGIIIII flames explode around him, burning the oxygen out of his words, and blasting him dramatically back, his shirt burnt open completely. He trails fire and lightning as he rockets back into the wall, rebounding off of it to roll ass over teakettle into the kitchen.

There, he nudges up against the steak-throwing man's ankle, altering his position just slightly. He fails to catch the meat as it comes down, and it drops onto Alan's face. A corona of energy explodes outward from Uncle Flab, a shining beacon of glory in the night. He reaches down, grips the unconcious Alan by his neck, and flings him back out onto the restaurant floor, transferred chi shrieking out around him like a comet!

COMBATSYS: Alan can no longer fight.

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Tran             0/-------/----===|=======\-------\0              Kyo


COMBATSYS: Alan successfully hits Kyo with Mjolnir.

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Tran             0/-------/----===|=======\-------\1              Kyo


[OOC] Ålân R.B. says, "hahahahhaha how"

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart says, "SUCCESS"

[OOC] Kyo :(

[OOC] Hard Nagare says, "kyo was too big a douche for such douche powers to not be magnitized"

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart says, "Kyo - Remember don't use orichinagi"

[OOC] Hard Nagare says, "this is one douchy mess"

[OOC] Kyo says, "That one actually /hurt/, too."

[OOC] Kyo says, "On the upside, now I /do/ have a super to use."

[OOC] Kyo says, "Thanks, Alan!"

[OOC] Hard Nagare says, "okay so Kyo has super and tran just rested"

[OOC] Hard Nagare says, "i like dem odds"

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart says, "I see POSSIBILITIES"

[OOC] Ålân R.B. says, "oh god hahahaahahah"

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart says, "Like HOW POSSIBLY TERRIBLE THIS COULD END"

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "i hope he has dm/super so he can orochinagi me so that i am completely boned"

[OOC] Hard Nagare says, "I want to see that actually"

[OOC] Hard Nagare says, "and you have to tell us how much it does"

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart says, "'It's okay guys it just did 160'"

"Hey, don't they have a saying about staying out of the kitchen...?" Kyo wonders aloud, mostly for his own amusement - yes, he does think he's terribly clever, why do you ask? - as Alan careens into the back of the restaurant. When he comes careening /back/, though, the Kusanagi heir is pretty surprised. He tries to avoid the oncoming Alan comet, but to no avail?!

Instead, the boxer collides with Kyo full on, slamming into him with much force and a surge of electrical power, and it's enough to seriously stagger the World Warrior, sending him into a table that shatters under his and Alan's combined weight, before he manages to roll the R agent off of him and stand back up, brushing off his clothes.

It's a little futile, though.

"Well, hell. I'm all pissed off, and Benimaru Junior here is down for the count. Looks like you're up, Doctor Transexual." Kyo doesn't have to be original, shut up. "You might appreciate this though, 'cause I'm gonna show you something cool." Uncle Flab, though, might not appreciate it nearly so much, as Kyo sweeps an arm through the air, and quite suddenly, an enormous column of Kusanagi flames erupts out of the floor, which Kyo then throws himself /into/, setting himself aflame and going after the downed Tran, to force him onto his feet to endure a patently ridiculous beating from the fiery World Warrior champ. "This is... THE FIST OF THE KUSANAGI!!" Kyo bellows from within the flames, his voice strangely modulated from the pure power being thrown around.

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart says, "yup he's dead"

COMBATSYS: Kyo successfully hits Tran with Mu Shiki.
*KNOCKED AWAY*

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Tran             2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|-------\-------\0              Kyo


[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran just accepts

[OOC] Ålân R.B. says, "hahahahhahaha"

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart says, "AHahahaha"

[OOC] Geese says, "fantastic"

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "(for the record, 132)"

[OOC] Mignon "One Bao" Beart says, "Damn i was 30 off"

[OOC] Ålân R.B. says, "hahahahhahahah jesus"

[OOC] Kyo says, "man, three knocked aways in one fight, what the hell"

[OOC] Hard Nagare says, "i think you were garenteed a Knocked away when doing over 100"

Dr. Tran does not move. He is close to drowning in the mashed potatoes, he can feel it. If only he can have just a little more time...! Not even Kyo's (dumb) insults can eat away at Dr. Tran's resolve!

Kyo's huge ass-beating can, though. Also: Dr. Tran's conciousness. FWOOM. Dr. Tran doesn't even budge to get out of the way. If it weren't for how he was clearly still concious mere moments ago, one might even think he was already KO'd. As it is, he's basically a ragdoll. A limp, battered ragdoll, assaulted by the Kusanagi flames and also punches. Both hurt.

And when it ends, there is Tran, crumpled, and embedded in the wall. Trails of smoke rise off of him. The food that was spattered all over him is now decidedly overcooked. No doubt he would do something absolutely hilarious at this point, except holy god he just got ended and the only thing he's going to be doing for the forseeable future is maybe be in a coma for a while.

COMBATSYS: Tran takes no action.

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                                 |-------\-------\0              Kyo


COMBATSYS: Tran can no longer fight.

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                                 |-------\-------\0              Kyo


[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "my only solace is that alan got an ass-beating, too"

[OOC] Ålân R.B. says, "we're like sisters~!"

[OOC] Ålân R.B.'s body flops in such a way to giddily embrace tran

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran oh my

It's possible... Just /possible/ that maybe Kyo went a little overboard. Straightening up after settling Tran's hash, the Kusanagi heir sucks a breath in between his teeth, considering the somewhat ruined restaurant, the probably both frightened /and/ excited patrons, and the probably more frightened than excited staff. "Riiiight," says Kyo, drawing the word out in the awkward silence that follows. After all, there was some bad guy with a gun, and that's clearly in nobody's best interests, but it wasn't him that Kyo beat up.

Not that Alan R.B. seems much more sympathetic.

"Well, I think I'd better be hitting the ol' dusty trail," the World Warrior suggests, moving back over to the waitress from before, in order to reclaim his sorely in need of a cleaning title belt, without so much as a word of thanks, before he starts edging his way towards the door. "I'm sure those guys will be glad to pay for the damages, I mean, look at the expensive vest that guy was wearing. I'll just..." He pauses, looking around. "Yeaaaaah."

And then, Kyo slips out the door. Probably to head over to IHOP... He's still hungry.

COMBATSYS: Kyo has ended the fight here.


Sometime later, the Bulgarian stands up, slowly pulling the towel away from his face with a somewhat disgusting sound - some burnt flesh is still stuck to it. The oil had travelled in rivulets down his face - the angry red blisters travelling down will surely harden into scars and give him a fearsome appearance. He supresses a sniffle as he looks around at the wreckage, and begins to gingerly pick his way across the wreckage. This is all that kid's fault... Kyo Kusanagi! The Bulgarian's hands curl into fists, twisting the towel with fury. He had better watch his step in Southtown, or Vladimin Rustov will--

Alan's unconcious body drops off the table with a clatter, and the man lets out a terrified squeak and bolts from the restaurant.

[OOC] Ålân R.B. says, "yaaaaaaaaay"

[OOC] Kyo says, "that was a little brutal D:"

[OOC] Kyo says, "how much did that one hit you for anyway, alan?!"

[OOC] Kyo says, "high damage numbers make me feel like a big man"

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "and i was trying so hard to win, too ;_;"

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "curse you, kyo kusanagi!!!"

[OOC] Ålân R.B. says, "just 50"

[OOC] Kyo says, "and i was trying to throw the fight to pad your win record :((( even though it's not an official fight so that doesn't make any sense"

[OOC] Kyo says, "and also i'm a jerk so i'm surely lying"

[OOC] Ålân R.B. says, "tran's win record needs a lot of padding, it is prepubescent"

[OOC] Dr. 'One Bao' Tran says, "My win record is the result of years of poor decisions on a regular basis"

[OOC] Geese says, "it's the result of winning the game, tran"

ODROP::Mignon heads OOC.

Log created on 17:53:00 11/10/2008 by Alan, and last modified on 23:14:00 11/10/2008.