Description: The Laugh Factory! Home to some of the world's funniest, wittiest people. Alan R.B. and Nagase are put to the challenge of living up to some of these witty wiseguys. Sassy dissing flies left, right and center. Find out who gets boo'd off the stage, and who winds up the winner, only here on SNF! (Winner: Nagase)
Alan R. B. wasn't always a massive asshole criminal. He's guarded his past closely, never letting a hint slip, usually getting even more belligerent than normal in his interviews if the subject is ever touched upon.
For a moment, as Alan stands on the stage of the Laugh Factory, facing out over the gathered crowd, an unguarded, perfectly honest smile flickers across his face. He stands there like that until an SNF crew member drops a cable near him with a thwack - the boxer jumps, and the sneer returns as he gives him a shove. "Hey, watch that action, Pudge Mountain. Do that again and you'll be so deep in medical bills you won't be able to afford the material for your tentshirts."
Back in control, Alan sneers as he hooks his thumbs in his pockets, pacing the stage.
Oh, won't this be *fun*.
The best part about California is how fragile the egos are. Massive, yet massive like a balloon: ready to be popped by the first sharp object that comes along. Alan is certainly one of those. Nagase, as well, is a bit... prickly. She isn't insulting the SNF staff because she is, nominally, a Southsynd employee. Geese prefers to torture his own subordinates and Nagase doesn't have enough stock options to do it herself.
She did heckle Lindsay Lohan on her way to the stage, though, which made her feel a little better.
Always one to make a flashy entrance, the Iga ninja doesn't so much step onstage as drop onto it from the rafters, giving a perfect three-point landing into a crouch and then standing up, ready to accept applause... applause she never gets. The fox-haired girl's face sets in frown, fingers tapping on the opposite arm as she crosses her arms over her chest. "Tough room."
Turning, she espies Alan and grins, giving him a jaunty salute before letting her posture relax. "Awesome. I get to fight an accountant, apparently," she says, raking her gaze across the man's expensive threads. Rolling her head on her shoulders a little bit, she beckons toward Alan with one hand. "Fine with me. I can knock your H&R Block off and be home in time for dinner."
Hollywood. A place Chae Lim never thought she would be! Having spent the majority of the day with a camera, taking in the sites and sounds of the city, she's on cloud nine. Not to mention she's got some great new ideas for her clothing once this little show is over. She's not really cared about the famous people that one can find here, so much as she's enjoyed looking at their clothing!
Her day of fun must come to an end though, and while some would argue that at the Laugh Factory the fun is just beginning... the Korean girl isn't all that sure that it is. The Saturday Night Fight where she was supposed to be taught how to sass wasn't too far off, but here she's meant to be the restrained one here, which really shouldn't be a problem.
Her entrance is neither flashy, or insulting to anyone. She quietly wanders to the center of the stage and nods to both of those that are meant to be fighting.
"Good luck to you both."
Alan very carefully removes his sunglasses, lifting the edge of his vest to polish them. He gives Nagase a harsh sneer. "Aww, don't be so jealous because my giant crime syndicate has a better clothes budget than your giant crime syndicate." Censors artfully twist the words to 'multi-million dollar corporation' for the viewers at home.
The boxer replaces his sunglasses, and digs in his pocket for a cigarette. "'salright, babe, I understand. It's a horrible thing to be born without a sense of style." He flicks his cigarette out to the side, a spark of chi jumping from his wrist to light it, and he slips it into his mouth with a smooth motion. "I don't normally say this, now, so please, understand that I am completely serious when I say that being crumpled at the foot of my bed wouldn't even help that outfit. 'course, then we'll have better things on our mind."
As Alan cracks his knuckles and pulls his beringed fists in front of his face, he just gives Chae Lim a bland glance. "Just don't harsh our vibes out here, sweetness. Maybe get some cotton balls, God knows we don't want to spoil your sparkling innocence."
COMBATSYS: Alan has started a fight here.
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For some reason, Nagase's immediate response is an entirely deadpan: "I'm a contractor." Oh, SNF. You do bring people together. Even when it's not a good idea.
The little cigarette-lighting trick does not go unnoticed, but really, the technoninja has her professional pride on the line here, so even as her amber-lensed readout glasses pop up their HUD in her vision, she's not paying them much attention, instead focusing on delivering a return jibe. Which is a shame, too, since the readings for Alan... at least one of them is off the charts, and the Southsynd cyberninja would do well to heed that little blinking red box.
Outwardly, she simply shrugs in a 'what-can-you-do?' sort of way. "So, out of curiosity, how WAS the cryo-sleep from 1950? It's good they let you keep your old clothes, though. I can help you with some of the slang we use now too, unless you're super attached to 'harsh' and 'vibe'. Which I can totally understand," the fox-haired girl adds sweetly. "Because I know remembering all those words must be hard for you."
There is laughter. Whether it's for or at her, Nagase doesn't have time to judge. Why? Because they just gave the bell to start, and the ninja sprints from her position to try and leap onto Alan's shoulders, before jumping off him again, the force of the second jump -- and the surprising amount of weight her battlegear gives the slight girl -- looking to shove him face-first into the floor and send Nagase safely awaaaaaay
COMBATSYS: Nagase has joined the fight here.
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Nagase 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Alan
COMBATSYS: Nagase successfully hits Alan with Quick Throw.
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Nagase 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Alan
Alan has a brief moment to realize that Nagase is heavier than she looks, and a perfect still frame is captured of Alan bent down, Nagase on his shoulders, one blonde eyebrow creeping up over his shades, not enough time for any other expression of surprise.
Then he's launched down into the ground, sliding face-first across the stage for a bit before he can twist his legs and lever himself up acrobatically, a long splinter in his cheek and his cigarette smashed. Alan spits it to the side, and hisses as he pulls the splinter. "Shit, guess I let that zoot suit nutball rub off on me a bit." He reflects upon the splinter briefly before flicking it aside, rubbing his hands together with a sizzle of chi, and springing forward.
Alan starts to circle Nagase. He circles Nagase /fast,/ electricity flickering off his body, making a haze in the air. "I got a question. What happened with your hair? Did you fall into an animal cosmetics testing lab after a wicked bender and it just... stuck? Look, sometimes it's a good idea to just shave it all off and start again." The image of a bald Nagase gets the next pop of laughter, and Alan starts swinging, pounding in jabs and hooks while he continues to orbit the girl. At some point, he springs back, but afterimages keep on punching with no actual effect other than confusion.
COMBATSYS: Nagase blocks Alan's Storm Front.
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Nagase 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 Alan
Hm. Faster than anticipated, and for a second Nagase has to ignore the comedy and think solely about her own well-being, hazel eyes flicking to the inside of her amber lenses, taking readouts. She'd expected Alan to be a big lumbering type, and that was a mistake; he's clearly pretty nimble. Thus rather than try to out-speed him, the technoninja holds her ground, letting the punches slam into her heavy handguards with a series of resounding *THNK THNK THNK* noises that for SURE are not expected from the cloth of her sleeves. Electricity sizzles across her body, making the fox-haired girl grit her teeth against the pain. That didn't come without a cost.
Oh, and then he makes fun of her hair.
"Oho yes, you got me there, indeed," Nagase drawls, skipping back a step and re-evaluating this scenario a little bit. It's going to take some extra thinking to handle Alan, and so she chooses not to attack again just yet. At least, not with punches or anything. A finger comes up and taps the side of her glasses, barely perceptibly, as she runs her mouth. "Coincidentally, do they let you keep the fries afterward, or do you just steal your hair grease from Mickey Ds wholesale? I mean, I kinda wanted to throw some fire around, but I figure bleach plus fryer grease is an unreasonable explosion hazard."
COMBATSYS: Nagase focuses on her next action.
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Nagase 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 Alan
COMBATSYS: ChaeLim has joined the fight here in the center.
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Nagase 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 Alan
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ChaeLim 0|-------|-------
Chae Lim, having been standing off to the side to listen to their banter and let them get the fight underway, finally stretches. She really should step in sooner or later, and now is as good a time as any. She's in stance, about to move forward and send a kick off in Alan's direction, but something he says has her stopping momentarily.
"Zoot suit?" Pause. "Are you speaking of the detective?" The Korean girl isn't really expecting an answer, but it seems appropriate to ask anyhow. She's no way of getting in touch with Daniel, but she did offer to design some clothing for him and she would like to make good on that offer.
However, because she is asking Alan a question, it wouldn't do to go kicking him in the midst of it. So for now, he's safe. Twisting herself to the side, she instead snaps off three quick roundhouse kicks at Nagase -- one for the shins, one for the stomach, and one for the chest. "YAH-YAH-YAH!"
Alan gives a little shudder when Chae Lim says 'detective', which is all the answer anyone really needs. Then he prepares to make a side-sass about getting the pomade from his hair from Rugal's pornstache.
A vision of the future assaults Alan - he boards the Black Noah after his fight, for his traditional post-SNF delivering of a cut of the purse to R's accounting department, and finds the room pitch black. A single red light gleams in the darkness, approaching him with nightmare speed, and Alan learns that there are exactly 24 walls to be punched through from the accounting room before landing in Rodem's corner of the parlor.
Alan's mouth clicks shut, and instead, he flexes his right hand. Chi is already crackling around his entire body, but you really can't miss the sudden surge around his palm, chi building into a small ball between thumb and middle finger. His sass momentum lost by the glimpse into hell, he manages, "Ha, bleach? You think I'm Masters over here? This is all natural, wanna hook up after the fight and find out?"
Alan puts his free thumb behind the hem of his pants, pulling down slightly and giving a single perfect pelvic thrust, synced perfectly with a snap of his fingers. "Strike!" A bolt of lightning comes searing across the stage, politely arcing away from Chae Lim. Immediately, his right hand comes back up, with another snap: "Twice!" You guessed it.
COMBATSYS: Nagase dodges Alan's Lightning Strikes Twice.
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Nagase 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 Alan
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ChaeLim 0|-------|-------
COMBATSYS: Nagase dodges ChaeLim's Ryuusei Raku.
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Nagase 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 Alan
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ChaeLim 0|-------|-------
Oh, *heck*. She'd forgotten about the other one, the chaos agent. Mentally berating herself for it, Nagase decides she just doesn't feel like taking three kicks and two lightning bolts on the chin right now, and in a word simply vanishes in a burst of heat shimmer, REALLY pouring on the ninja speed and blurring right past both attacks in bullet time. Of course, it's her turn to lose a chance for a snappy comeback, skidding to a halt as she is on the other side of the stage, taking deep breaths with her face AWAY from everyone else. Yeah, that made her sweat. And she'll die before she admits it to these jokers, too.
Standing up and turning around, the fox-haired girl crosses her arms over her chest and glances at Chae Lim. "Not sure I dig the kung fu pajama look, but the hair's an improvement over Captain Brylcreem over there. And I think the only thing I'd hook you up to is my car battery," she tacks on, glancing back at Alan. She pauses, realizing that comeback SUCKED, and tacks on, grumbling: "also your mom."
Hoping that a sudden attack will wipe that idea from the audience's mind, the ninja darts forward and tries to grip Alan around his dainty little waist. If she gets the grip, *both* fighters go skyward in an ever-turning circle, inverting at the leap's apex so Nagase can slam his blond head into the stage, hard. "Time to wax the floor!" Also your mom. Heh.
Easily forgotten, but not for long. Doe brown eyes narrow upon Nagase as she disappears. Chae Lim falls back into stance, then shrugs her shoulders. Her outfit, she well knows, is not pajamas. It is a carefully crafted, hand stitched gi. "Proper attire doesn't suit everyone. I would rather wear this than pay homage to a bumble bee." All of this is said with a smile, and not an ounce of sarcastic sassy wit. "Though the cut of your outfit is very intriguing. Where did you get it?"
Not a thought is given to Alan as of yet. His actions answered her questions, and he seems to be in a bit worse shape than the girl that is flinging the insults. She stands her ground waiting to see what happens between Nagase and Alan, then sends a snappy palm-heel strike toward the other girl.
COMBATSYS: Alan fails to interrupt Nagase Spiral from Nagase with Jab Punch.
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Nagase 0/-------/----===|======-\-------\0 Alan
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ChaeLim 0|-------|-------
Alan releases a 'HEY-OOOOOOOH' when Chae Lim actually drops a sass, and mimes swinging a golf club slowly. The Laugh Factory cooperates, a man on a drumkit nearby offering the traditional slow drumroll.
Another honest smile flashes on Alan's list as he accomplishes one of his old life's dreams. D'awwwwww.
Suddenly, Nagase is there, pulling him out of nostalgic reverie and hauling him up into the air. "Hey, babe, I lead all the dances!" He pulls one of his hands free, hauling back, and right as the point of pause at the apex, he slams forward, electricity spiraling out from his fist... right past Nagase's ear. Alan looks comically upset about this as his glasses fly from his eyes, announcing, "Ah, balls!" The audience gets a laugh, and Alan gets slammed to the ground, rolling away and coming up shakily. He repairs his lightning bolt with two fingers.
"Don't think they didn't notice that weak-ass sass a second ago. Look at that drunk son of a bitch in the back, he's so ashamed he's switching to shots!" The targeted man tries to yell something back, good-naturedly, but is foiled by his laughing friends! Ah, comedy.
COMBATSYS: Nagase blocks ChaeLim's Jab Punch.
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Nagase 0/-------/----===|======-\-------\0 Alan
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ChaeLim 0|-------|-------
There's a resounding *WHAM* as Chae Lim's punch slams into Nagase's upraised forearm, the blow sending a jolt of pain through her arm at the deflection. Nagase, however, simply shrugs with a blasé smile. "Such knowledge is not for children," she says simply. The technoninja pulls her arm back and, at that point, the Chaos Agent is forgotten. Probably to Nagase's detriment in the near future.
Alan, on the other hand... well. "Hey, it was some American boxer who said 'float like a butterfly, sting like a bee', right? Not, say, 'float like a lead balloon, sting like a cotton ball, and while you're at it look like a Ken doll in a bad suit'? Just checkin'." A few people chuckle at that, at least. Maybe her fighting momentum will keep the audience in her favor? Internally, though, Nagase's admitting to being out-sassed. TEMPORARILY.
Ducking forward, the fox-haired girl puts all her weight behind a nasty swing of that protector-clad arm in a cross to Alan's face, the volumnious black and gold of her sleeve hiding the yellow metal underneath... but boy is that going to sting if it connects. "You'd think you'd want to get AWAY from people asking if you're anatomically correct."
"Probably for the best. Intriguing as it is, I wouldn't be caught dead in it." Pausing, Chae Lim smiles to the audience. "I'd prefer not to be caught alive in it either."
Unlike the other two, she's not going for laughs so much as she's just here to do her job. But if someone is going to fling an insult at her, sweet as she is she's not going to stand there and just take it for too long.
The Korean girl assesses the situation. She's gone after Nagase twice while leaving the male alone. She should get at least one shot in, so that they can't claim she was playing favorites, especially since she really doesn't know either fighter.
Circling around so that she's closer to Alan, she whips her foot out in a quick snap. "YAH!"
COMBATSYS: ChaeLim successfully hits Alan with Light Kick.
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Nagase 0/-------/----===|=======\-------\1 Alan
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ChaeLim 0|-------|-------
COMBATSYS: Alan blocks Nagase's Strong Punch.
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Nagase 0/-------/---====|=======\=------\1 Alan
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ChaeLim 0|-------|-------
Ironically, Chae Lim is getting some of the biggest laughs here, just because she's coming out of nowhere. Alan remarks appreciatively, even as the kick smacks him in the face, "Ha ha! Looks like you learned something after all, Princess!"
He bounces back enough to see Nagase coming right in at him, and he brings up his own left hand. Metal glove impacts iron rings with an ear-piercing scrape. Alan's other hand goes limp at his side. He grins. "Asking the question just means they're interested in the answer." Alan makes another thrust, with a "Woo!", and the drummer clangs his cymbals with perfect timing. "But seriously folks, while we're talking about stings..."
Pay attention, Nagase, you might learn something. The moment Alan relaxed his right arm, chi just started building up around it, swirling madly into his right fist. It's getting pretty crazy. "...I've always felt I was more along the lines of a scorpion than some punkass bee." Alan suddenly twists his left arm, trying to knock Nagase's hand off-balance, his own hand sliding up her arm to grip her shoulder while his right comes snapping up in a huge electric uppercut aimed for her entire body. Bolts of lightning leap off his hand, snapping everywhere. "OVERCHARGE!!"
COMBATSYS: Nagase counters Overcharge from Alan with Nagase Stomp.
- Power hit! -
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Nagase 1/-----==/=======|====---\-------\0 Alan
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ChaeLim 0|-------|-------
Part of Nagase is appreciative. In fairness, Chae Lim had a good comeback. On the other hand, it was at *her expense*, and this is not quite so good. She's getting killed out there on the humor front, which is just not cool at all. She may be annoyed, but she doesn't show it. That's half the trick, after all. There's also the minor fact that Alan is building up to something... big. And she sorta needs to concentrate on that. A lot.
Warnings scream at her in her HUD about that lightning, but the ninja didn't get where she is in life by not having a backup plan for these sorts of situations. "So you don't get asked a lot? Protective camoflage or somethin'?" The power concentrates in his fist, and Nagase turns to the audience, shrugging. Someone in the front row heckles her, making some stupid comment about the bee thing that Chae Lim already made.
Nagase's face splits into a grin.
Oh, that uppercut connects. But the ninja's form blurs JUST before, and when Alan DOES land that blow, he lands it on... the heckler from the first row, who Nagase has oh-so-quickly kawarimi'ed into her place at the speed of ninja. Not enough to kill the guy, naturally, but he is out like a light INSTANTLY after a blow from someone of Alan's caliber. But WHERE IS NAGASE?!
Right behind him.
"S'up?" she asks, before slamming her elbow into Alan's back, driving him to the floor and then, quite simply, flip jumping onto his back feet-first before jumping away to another part of the stage. When she lands, she shrugs. "Ugly, scaly, don't want to get too close to its ass? Yeah, I see the resemblence."
She's made her attack on Alan. It hit. They can't say she's playing favorites. In fact, Alan is far from her favorite person, and she'd be more than happy to tell them that anyhow.
Things settle into a one-sided deal, and the Korean girl frowns. While it's not her place to win or lose, it is most definitely her place to liven things up a little. Her smile smooths out into a more serious, flat expression.
From where she stands, she advances upon Nagase, coming at her with first one overhead axe kick, then another. "Neriiii Chagiii!"
"What?" Alan supplies, intelligently, when he basically punches a man's jaw off with his ridiculous fighter strength. Nagase then smashes him back across the stage, boots tearing chips from the floor, nearly dropping to his knees and getting more splinters deep inside him.
He stops, turning, and sways on his feet with it. Glasses gone, no cigarette, hair starting to come into disarray... what is a boy to do?
Alan starts off by responding to Nagase's insult with confidence, slapping his own ass with another "Woo!" Then he runs a hand through his hair, electricity crackling around as he smooths it back, flicks his hand to produce a cigarette - just-lit - from his sleeve, and takes a drag. He flicks his ash. "Is that all you can bring to the table? Man, you make me look like Don Rickles over here."
COMBATSYS: Alan gains composure.
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Nagase 0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0 Alan
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ChaeLim 0|-------|-------
COMBATSYS: Nagase dodges ChaeLim's Neri Chagi.
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Nagase 0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0 Alan
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"Well, you're tellin' jokes," Nagase says to Alan smoothly, weaving adroitly through Chae Lim's pair of scything kicks, making it look much easier than it actually is. "I'm beating one up. It's nouveau, I know." Weirdly, she's feeling a little better now that she's got people on the defensive, though Chae Lim's sudden quiet gets a mental raised eyebrow. Of course, after that 'bee' comment, the Iga ninja is making a mental note to knock this girl's block off later.
It's a fox, damnit.
Nagase's not gonna let Alan get away with taking a break, not when she can choose instead to keep up the pressure. Ducking across the stage, she throws out a flurry of quick, light kicks... most of them complete whiffs, feints and the like. Well, and the verbal to go along with, a statement punctuating each feinted kick. "But I could throw you a couple more softballs if you want. Your mother dresses you funny, you smell like cheese... if any of these are too hard for you, lemme know."
Then she spins and tries to kick him right in the jaw.
Chae Lim is silent for two reasons. The first, is that while quipping up and making a few snappy comments is fine, she doesn't want to take the thunder away from the two stars. The second is that she's not entirely sure of Nagase, and as the girl slips past her yet again the Chaos Agent mentally facepalms.
Her job is being done, albeit, not well. She'll either have to try harder or just keep distracting her.
The Korean girl opts for the distractions. If nothing else, she can put on a good show while doing it.
Her foot takes on a slight white glow as it's enveloped in a wind-like energy. This is brought down with a harsh slam toward Nagase's foot. As soon as her foot crashes downward, the energy explodes carrying an extremely large shockwave with it.
COMBATSYS: Nagase successfully hits Alan with Light Kick.
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Alan tries to juke away from the kick, leaning back, but gets clipped right in the face for his trouble, spinning back and down, landing with one hand on the ground. "Tsheehhh," he says, rubbing at his jaw. "I swear, babe, your wit hurts worse than your hits. I thought maybe you had a little somethin' at the start of this."
Unexpectedly, he doesn't stand up, instead flipping forward. Chi starts to build up in the heel of his foot - but he's a boxer?! "I guess I'm the only one here who's more than just a pretty face!" Alan winks to a random cutie in the crowd, a spark of electricity flicking from the corner of his eye, then completes his move - his foot draws three perfect circles in the air, which would already be impressive enough if one of the intersecting points wasn't the top of Nagase's head. "Ring! Of! Thunder!"
After the last kick, he lands hard on that foot, a shockwave of electricity rolling out along the floor - only to drop to a knee, coughing, before getting back up.
COMBATSYS: Nagase dodges ChaeLim's Haki Kyaku.
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COMBATSYS: Nagase fails to interrupt Ring of Thunder from Alan with Unrelenting Fire.
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In a weird way, Nagase's reactions to Chae Lim's repeated strikes are a sign of respect. Well, they'd be a sign of respect from anyone other than Nagase. But the Tae Kwon Do fighter is good. Really good, and fast on her feet... so the Iga ninja has to spend a lot of extra energy avoiding those deadly kicks of hers. The nimble ninja literally leaps up and back through the air away from that kick, hand trailing red fire as she does so. "Yeah? Where's your pretty fa--"
She'd INTENDED to slam a ball of flame right into Alan as the volt-charged kick clipped her. Instead she over-focused on Chae Lim and jumped right INTO it... not hard to do, as Alan expertly covers the available space. The fox-haired girl tumbles across the stage instead, fire flickering out as she rolls to a stop and, finally, picks herself up off the floor, dusting herself off and coughing heavily for a second. "Didn't hurt," she lies.
The Korean girl has a choice now. Make things really chaotic and turn toward Alan again, or continue trying to strike Nagase. She's fairly certain that sending another kick at Alan could potentially finish him. Would that be fair? If anyone is going to finish him off, it should be his opponent.
This means, Alan walks free... again. For now, anyhow. This may change, it may not. That's the fun of being the chaotic one.
In a way, it's become less about chaos for her and more about the challenge -- one which Nagase is most certainly presenting to her. She has noticed something though. Every time she sends a kick toward the bumblebee, she misses. Priding herself on her techniques, Chae Lim doesn't like to miss every time. So, she decides, it's time to mix things up. As Nagase dusts herself off, Chae whips in toward the other girl. Hands come out to grasp at the outfit and yank Nagase across her hip and to the stage.
Alan has no intention of calling Chae Lim out on her focus. He hasn't been doing so good, you know? "Yeah, I'm sure." Alan is already moving in pursuit of the roll, blurring with his speed, right hand down, trailing chi. "So, let's talk some more about all this dollin' up you've done. Stars and stripes and straps, really? Are you tryin' to be some kind of candy goth? I don't think it works that way without a little more glitter and white and all."
The boxer stoops abruptly, fist just barely trailing on the ground and he's /there/, coming out of his blur the moment Nagase is back on her feet. His fist whips up, thunder crashing as the punch lifts him off the ground. "Ha /ha!/ What'm I sayin', you clearly just let blind sadists dress you."
COMBATSYS: Nagase endures ChaeLim's Quick Throw!
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COMBATSYS: Nagase interrupts Uppercut Punch from Alan with Random Weapon.
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Blind sadists? How dare you, sir. "Better'n looking like a Mormon auditioning for 'The Sopranos'," the ninja mutters, looking between her two opponents. Part of her wants to just dance out of the way of all of this, but Chae Lim's reticence to speak is GNAWING at the Iga ninja. When stoic types clam up all of a sudden she just wants to break them open and find out what happens. To hell with Alan at that point!
Thus when Chae Lim grabs for her shirt, she lets herself go slack and drops toward the floor... but her hands are moving as she does so. Rising somewhat, the ninja keeps a grip on Chae Lim's gi pant leg, even as Alan's thunderous uppercut slams into her stomach, making her exhale a sharp breath... but before he can follow through, Nagase quite literally YANKS Chae Lim's leg up and effectively kicks Alan right in the face, *hard*, with another person's leg before letting go and bouncing away.
The Tae Kwon Do girl is going to be mad, but that was absolutely worth it, in Nagase's opinion.
Clutching her stomach, the Iga scion grins at Alan. "Well, now I know why you're a fighter," she adds. "It'll let you touch a girl without violating a restraining order."
Before she's aware of what is happening, Chae Lim is becoming a weapon. Doing exactly what she didn't want to be doing.
Yet... she offers no apology to Alan. It's not like she could have stopped Nagase from using her in such a way unless she realized it before hand. Nagase is correct on one thing, however. The Korean girl is very livid. She still says nothing, instead just looking at Nagase with an extremely grim expression.
Twisting back around, she reaches for Nagase's wrist, hoping to twist the girl's hand in order to lock the wrist joint and force her down to the stage on her face.
Only after attempting this technique does she speak. "I don't like being used."
Alan is hit! By Chae Lim! This isn't at all how science should work. He manages to keep this cigarette, however, as he's hit right at the nick of time for his own momentum to work against him, rebounding him back and away, slamming onto his back. Only instinct keeps him moving, fingertips brushing the ground as he flips back up.
He almost overbalances immediately upon regaining his feet, leaning back as he finishes off his cigarette. He flicks the stub away, and straightens up, looking toward the audience with his hand held to the side of his mouth as though he were telling a secret. "Word on the street is, she says different once the lights go out. Hey-oh!" Alan and the drummer work in perfect concert - as he mimes a ba-dum kssh, it plays right along with him. One finger smacks against the air, then the other, then he snaps his fingers.
WAIT A MINUTE--
With the fingersnap, thunder cracks, and all the electricity Alan has been building up as a matter of course leaps out in four bolts, all sizzing toward Nagase, bouncing off the walls and ceiling. For the final laugh, Alan oversells the recoil, letting his hand go flying back and drag him to the ground.
COMBATSYS: Alan can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Nagase dodges ChaeLim's Improvised Grapple.
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COMBATSYS: Nagase dodges Alan's Thunder Storm.
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Not unexpected. She DID use Chae Lim against her will, after all. But the fact that she knows she did something mean on purpose means that Nagase is ready for reprisal. When the Tae Kwon Do fighter snatches for her wrist, the fox-haired girl is long gone, having backstepped adroitly. "Life means getting used, kid," the far-too-young-to-be-saying-that Nagase says with a cynical smirk. "Get used to it."
Then there's Alan's comment. Oh man, have sex with that? Ew. EW. The momentary disguist registers on her face, even as he looks to be channeling extra power. "Yeah," he says with a smirk. "In the dark, I say 'where did I leave that machete?'." Turning to Chae Lim, she gives a little salute even as Alan snaps his fingers, the thunderwave speeding toward her just as she says: "See ya, lady." And then she vanishes in a burst of heat shimmer, just before the blast wave rocks the stage.
She doesn't come back.
Log created on 16:36:26 01/11/2009 by ChaeLim, and last modified on 11:50:05 01/31/2009.