Description: Southtown is in chaos. Todoh has gone AWOL. But two of his most important students still have a feud to settle. In one corner, the insidious Roland. In the other, the tenacious Daniel Jack. Who will win when the time comes to test to see who is the stronger warrior?
The last month and change has been long and arduos for Roland. And Daniel, having been privy to this, may or may not of been a horrible person. Forced to the end of his endurance, only stopping when he had no breathe or strength within limb or body, he was allowed to sleep where he collapsed. Dragging weights, eating only what he could steal from the kitchens outside bottles of water, settled into endless practice to throw Kasane Ate after Kasane Ate... Todoh would of instructed his other student that Roland was not to be helped. Although he was never said not to be bothered, in particular. Although he has finally finished this specialized tutoring! Upon which Roland vanished for days, and it was questionable if he would ever return. Yet here he is now, wearing again his oversized leather coat, cowboy hat, and munching from a massive bag of Taco Bell. Devouring things like he was a starving man... and he all but was, shortly ago!!
And after all that training, where was Daniel Jack?
Unlike Roland, Daniel has a life. Saving Jiro from criminal masterminds. Fighting tanks. Escorting little girls into his apartment to inject them with his fluids. Cutting deals with Shadaloo. And of course, winning the title belt. For Daniel Jack, Roland going through such horrible training was... normal. Seriously.
That's the exact same thing he did in his backstory.
But these days, there were becoming dangerously different. For starters, Daniel Jack had moved into the Dojo, and just enjoyed delicious noodles with Miss Todoh. The detective, in full Aikido gear, was walking out in the back porch, contemplating all that had happened to him. And also, inspecting the backyard. Dear lord, what terrible groundskeeping. He even saw the peach tree where... no. The detective blocked it out. Too horrible to remember. He walked around the entire Dojo... contemplating. Introspecting.
Oh hey, isn't that Roland?
A look of dread suddenly comes over Daniel Jack's face.
Snapping his head up, Roland stares towards Daniel. He has a mouthful of taco, the remnants in his other hand. Pausing in the midst of wolfing down the courses, for long moments he just sits there, a wash of wind causing the crab grass to sway lightly. With a bit of munching, he swallows and then drops his taco within his plastic bag. "Well, well. If it isn't JEWELS." He sets down all his food, before pausing. And stuffing the last bit of his taco in his maw before approaching, cheeks bulging wildly left and right as he glares. He'd probably be saying taunting things, were he able to. But with a swallow, he manages! "I finished my special training with Todoh! I thought it was a scam when I left... but no. It worked!!" He then flexes, although if his physique was enhanced the massive coat enshrouds it. "Aw yeah!! My chi endurance is THROUGH THE ROOF! So I just want to say..." Wiping his hands on his pants, he slits his thumb across his own throat. "Our rivalry is over. I'm past your league, jewels!! No point in keeping it up any longer!"
Daniel Jack rubs his left temple slowly.
Roland was his rival, to say the least. When they first met, the drunken douchebag dropped his thick vinegary lips right on the bar by him, and just started to yammer. From that yammer, came their first true battle. Daniel was the smarter one, the more ethical one, and the more dedicated one. And from this, came the constant reward.
Daniel has yet to beat Roland.
At anything.
From stealing signs to normal sparring, Daniel had yet to defeat the cowboy. And for this, the detective has remained spiteful. As Roland stuffs that taco in his maw, Daniel's entire face turns into an intense freeze. "Well then, WOODY. Why don't you just jack it over here, and start making some more than just tacos in the jaw of yours." Daniel Jack spreads his frame, bringing one arm up, and then the other right behind it. The detective leans forward a bit, glaring at his rival. "Maybe the new caretaker of the Dojo can teach you a few slicks, isn't that the jazz?"
The cowboy doesn't seem remotely interested, given his poise and stance. Loose, casual, laced with a complacent confidence even by his standards. A smile is given as the other man makes that challenge, almost consoling. Is that pity evident in the narrowing of his eyes? Pulling out a small baggy of tobacco, he takes out a couple pinches and places them within a small roll of paper. "I'm a level above what I used to be. What about you? Still floundering around? Pfft. Lotta people say Todoh's a fool. But I saw the genius he had. I knew I picked the right person to learn chi from." Finishing wrapping up his cigarette, he plants it in his lip and shifts it to the side of his face. "You sure you wanna do this, Jewels? I'll beat you worse then ever." He then lights up the tip, sucking in a slow breathe that flares the tip before huffing out the cloud of air.
Daniel Jack scowls, cracking his knuckles with a roll of the fingers. "Woody, who the HELL are you slipping the tongue to? We are BOTH students of the master, can't you dig it?" However, the detective can't help but grin a bit. "I can't wait to check you with some real solid Todoh-Ryuu Kobojutsu instead of that crap you were jacking before."
The grin quickly slips back into that same intense scowl, and then towards the tobacco. Back towards Roland. "Do you think you can jack it like that? Only Todoh-Ryuu Kobojutsu? Or do you need to mix it up with a little of your old slicks, Woody?"
"What, something wrong with me being a real scrapper? You can't handle it unless my moves are within the lines? I ain't mastered Todoh-Ryuu Kobojutsu yet. He's teaching me chi mastery." He huffs out another cloud of smoke, a scent of cloves wafting out. "Who sounds more like a little bitch, Jewels? The man saying fight me man to man, or the man saying fight me by my rules?" He moves closer, shifting to give Daniel a firm poke within the chest. "I told you I'm not even interested in it. You can claim to be Todoh's primo student. I don't care. I'm getting stronger. And if I am, I'm happy enough with that!!"
Daniel Jack takes the poke without reacting. In his mind, he went through the steps. Break the elbow, leave him to the ground. However, Daniel Jack was taken aback for a moment. Was Roland... admitting that the gift of self-improvement was it's own benefit? Wasn't he just challenging him to a fight? The detective was legitimately confused for a moment. Then, he just shook his head. No, no. He was just comfortable with his own style. His own style.
The detective seems to drift off in thought, not trying to break Roland arm. While Daniel was on longer in the official training structure at the moment, he had been uncomfortable in his own deviance from the Todoh core. He never discusses it with Todoh, but if his rival was drifting away from the core... maybe Daniel should begin to drift and integrate it. Glaring back at Roland, he just holds there, stable. And to that, he growls. "Real men would stop their big talk and just jacking it up a notch. So put it down, scuzzy. You man, or you going keep squealing, huh?"
Daniel was going to give him the count of 3 in his head.
Well, Roland never actually challenged Daniel to a fight. All he said was the rivalry was over, because he felt that he wasn't a challenge anymore. ...although that's probably a much more effective manner of calling out the other man then anything else. Continuing to puff at the cigarette, Roland just squints towards Daniel, tapping some ashes to the ground and then stepping on them. "Todoh-Ryuu Kobojutsu is a dynamic, adaptable style. You make it your own. If you want to follow a script of pre-done moves, go to Kyokugen. Todoh's proud of me, and he knows I use my weapons and tools. Stop making excuses for being weaker then me." The cigarette is then tossed aside, although he makes sure it doesn't land anywhere flammable. Nope, in the crab grass. It would take the fires of hell to scour those. He pulls at the collar of his shirt, and beckons. "Bring it, Jewels. Let's see which of us is stagnating. You don't take a swing at me, I'll take a swing at you."
COMBATSYS: Roland has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Daniel has joined the fight here.
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Roland 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Daniel
An orange light began to form in Daniel's leading hand.
Daniel Jack had his own adaptation. While Roland kept with tools, the detective was more frantic, and sometimes even more dynamic. So when Roland accepts the challenge, the detective takes it. With a growl, he responds.
"All right, Woody."
Bringing his left arm up high, he simply swipes it down in a single, smooth motion. "KASANE ATE!" He shouts as a wave of orange energy erupts out from the base of his palm. He guides it out just enough so it erupts out at Roland, trading range or even mass for pure speed. A ghetto Kasane Ate, to say the least.
COMBATSYS: Roland blocks Daniel's Mikansei Kasane Ate.
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Roland 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Daniel
Shifting in his stance, Roland tilts his hand slightly down, assuming a poker face. He does hold his bearing a bit better then he used to; his balance has improved, and he keeps his arms in a spot to react, as opposed to just letting them hover wherever. Mild improvements, but it's visible... despite him still having a long way to go. "Let's dance!" The flash of chi is intercepted by his forearm, allowing it to dissipate while advancing. Before in a flash, he swings up, slipping out a small metal bar and attempting to /slam/ it right across Daniel's face -- a significant added heft to the assault. And he'd fling the bar towards him distractingly, whether it worked or not. "Here, you can have it."
COMBATSYS: Daniel counters Random Weapon from Roland with Mad Jack Crack.
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Roland 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Daniel
The motion is fluid. As Daniel brings down the energy, his eyes were focused on the chest and arms of his foe. He knew Roland used sleight of hand very effectively. As per, the bar comes out. When Roland's smashes the bar towards the detective, Daniel deftly snags him by the wrist, stopping the attack cold. Twisting his body around, he simply throws him down to the ground besides him. Roland would have seen this attack well before.
But then, the detective raises his leg, and stops Roland's horizontal movement by pinning him down by the neck. Keeping him under heel, Daniel just pushes down, attempting to strangle him by the heel of his shoe. He just holds it there, glaring at his rival. "No thanks, Woody. But glad you are thinking of my, eh Scuzzy?"
Gack. Well, it looks like Daniel is certainly in good form right now. That's hardly surprising, but he had hoped to impress upon him the virtues of his newfound skill. That's rather neatly offset when he is grappled and flipped to the ground, grasping at the ankles with an unpleasant sound leaving his lips. But then he attempts to shift it. One moment he's trying to move Daniel, the next he's holding tight. To then fluidly kick up his leg, trying to nail him in the stomach with the metal toe of his boot. "HIYAH!" he offers, a bit breathless. Assuming it worked, he'd lash out a second time for his face, trying to use the opening to roll away and scramble back to his feet! "Th,that's not that bad... b,barely knocked the wind out of me!!" he prattles on regardless.
COMBATSYS: Daniel fails to interrupt Heavy Kick from Roland with Kasane Ate.
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Roland 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Daniel
Daniel reacts to the shove off of the neck by raising another arm back. Energy began to boiling up as he manifested his chi. He was holding it back though, charging it up. He wanted to make sure Roland was going to feel this. "KASANE..." But his delay is too long. When the kick strikes his stomach, the impact successfully stuns him long enough to break apart the charge. The final kick takes him down to the ground, knocking him flat on his shoulder.
Daniel perks up quickly, rolling with the impact a bit to recover faster. "Decent, scuzzy, decent." He growls, slowly returning back to his defensive stance.
Pant pant. Roland thumbs his nose, bringing up his arms once more. "Not bad yourself, not bad. You're rather tenacious this time. No biggie!" His eyes narrow in concentration, before a wash of emerald chi slithers over him. Barely a glow, as he then rushes forward across the intervening distance. Somersaulting forward, bringing his heel through the air; a visible crescent of energy lingers from his enhancing energy, as he tries to drop the heel with a rather catastrophic amount of force behind it right atop Daniel's head. "HIYAH!" he offers again, if too late for the shout to help his efforts any. Trying to extricate himself from close proximity immediately thereafter, moving to and fro with a newfound bob and weave.
COMBATSYS: Daniel blocks Roland's Gold Rush.
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Roland 0/-------/---====|=====--\-------\0 Daniel
Well OUCH. When Daniel Jack spots the pouncing Roland, he doesn't have much time. Still in the process of rising up, the detective just brings one of his arms up to catch the impact. A risky gamble, to be sure. His other hand, with the deft skills of a dating simulation playtester, slips down the front of his pants. The front arm nearly cracks under the impact of the heel. When Roland dives back, the detective's arm is throbbing in pain. And to the bobbing and weaving...
Daniel draws out a small snub-nosed revolver. Leveling at Roland, he just squeezes the trigger. Three times, he fires a trio of 38 specials at his rival. "You know, scuzzy, I really dig this 'dynamic' variation. Kudos for the inspiration."
COMBATSYS: Roland dodges Daniel's Wobbly Wobbly.
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Roland 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Daniel
Well, damn. Roland genuinely didn't expect that, as is evident from his widened eyes and descended jaw once the pistol is brought out. He then slithers to the side, the bullet grazing his jacket. Snapping down, the second rebounds off a plate in his shoulder. And the last he simply leaps straight over, sailing in a smooth arc. "That's more like it, Jewels!! Keep the opponent always guessing! Make it so they don't know..." He lands on his hands, drawing his knees to his chest, beginning to twist. "WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT!!" Suddenly he crackles with energy, hurling himself straight upwards. Spiraling like a drill, aiming to slam both heels into Daniel's head, trying to send him flying skywards with the centrifugal force. "ROLAND~~ ROCKET~~" he bellows out. His newest attack, now fully mastered! Can Daniel endure it?!
COMBATSYS: Daniel counters Roland Rocket EX from Roland with You Got Jacked!.
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Roland 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Daniel
The three rounds just graze him, not even drawing blood. The detective knew he was in trouble, and yet, he just kept his focus. He couldn't lose his focus. Roland shoots up, weaving over his last shot. He knew what was coming. The drawing of the knees. The wind up. The detective snapped his free arm up. As the energy boiled forth, Daniel Jack took a gamble. He was spinning like drill, he was aiming straight for Daniel's head. He reached out...
And then, he promptly grabs Roland's ankle.
With a shift of the weight, Daniel Jack flips his rival over his own head and slams him to the ground. He wasn't going to lose this chance. Stepping back, he evens his posture out, taking deep breaths. Looks like Roland was finally burning out the frenzy that Daniel Jack was known for. "Come on, Roland, mix it up a bit, huh? Show me of a little of that Todoh talent!" He seethes, wheezing slightly.
There Roland lay, utterly baffled that his ultimate drilling kick that is totally NOT stolen from Rising Tackle didn't defeat the other man's iron guard. He considers this a few moments, pondering if his former rival might of seen too many of his attacks after all. But he rolls over, undeterred, and pushes back to his feet. "...? Roland? Since when do you call me Roland?" he smirks, flexing his fingers and then resuming a loose stance. "Maybe I'm not as high above you as I thought... but you seem to be having a little trouble keeping up with me... not too much to stop but... how long can you manage it?!" With that he shifts forward, ducking down low. And then unleashing an uppercut, still going towards Daniel's face. Such cruelty, that's where he makes his living! "C'MON!! YOU ARE THE ONE BEING PREDICTABLE!"
COMBATSYS: Daniel dodges Roland's Power Strike.
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Roland 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Daniel
Daniel's arms are out, ready to meet his rival. And Roland... why did he call him Roland. The nicknames rolled back to him. Why did he call him Woody? Master Todoh knew his name was something not related to Japanese, but Roland just felt like... Roland there. Then it hits him. No, not the upper cut. Arms out, he just catches the upper cut by the side of the arm. With a pushing motion, Daniel adjusts his position, evading the punch and placing himself to the flank of his opponent. From there, he intensely glared at his rival, taking deep breaths as he brought up the great spirit of Todoh.
Roland might have seen this power from Master Todoh himself. It was this unnatural aura that was produced when Master Todoh, on moments where he looked even the slightest bit tired, would immediately shake it off and act the last several hours were spent taking a long leisurely nap. Daniel's fatigue visibly faded away. In it's wake was a charging Daniel, making up his mind. He reached out both of his arms, attempting to grab Roland's forearm with his left hand. With his right, he attempting to jam it at the elbow joint, trying to twist the man's arm in a solid wrench. "Roland Rocket? Man, what kind of scuzzy jacks their name off like that?"
COMBATSYS: Roland interrupts Quick Throw from Daniel with Cha-Ching.
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Roland 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\1 Daniel
Damn. This isn't at all going like it did within the fantastical world within Roland's head, where Ayame dances around marveling at his prowess, money pours from his pockets, and the whole world thinks him infamous. Whiffing the lazy jab is not part of his plans in the slightest, no sir. And Daniel is not the easiest person to wear down, something he already knew. The arm is gripped and twisted, but he seems more intent with flaring to life, emerald chi slithering up his body. The smell of crackling ozone is punctuated by a slash of steel, a blade having erupted from his free arm and lacerated it's way up Daniel, from hip to shoulder. The wash of chi fades away as he sidles himself backwards, breath coming faster again as the weapon retracts. "Ya ain't won yet... this fight's just gettin' warmed up!" he retorts, more then a little confident!
The sharp smell of Ozone interrupts Daniel well before the concealed weapon. The sudden fish shank causes Daniel to stagger back. Whistling in pain, he steps back, running his free hand up and down his body. He was wounded seriously. But he wasn't exhausted. The energy lash was another one of Roland's stronger points. The only thing that Roland didn't seem to get a great grip on were grapples. Oh well. He didn't have to focus that side of Todoh-Ryuu Kobojutsu.
The detective suddenly snaps back. "This isn't over at all, scuzzy, I'm coming in!" He snaps, shooting his right palm forward as he raises his left arm. He chops his left hand down, before letting out another palm strike with his right hand. He finishes the advancing combination with a single uppercut, attempting to knocking his rival back by a significant amount. He needed to give himself more distance. Unlike Roland, he didn't have the luxury of close-ranged concealed weapons. He needed to put the pressure in medium range: The prime spot for most Todoh students.
Wait, wasn't Roland a Todoh student?
COMBATSYS: Daniel successfully hits Roland with Zoot Suit Riot.
- Power hit! -
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Roland 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Daniel
Roland shifts backwards, attempting to leap away. The incoming palm slithers forward, and ... connects! He's staggered, knocked off balance, and the rest of them reign down on him undefended, as clean and powerful a blow as Daniel might ever hope to inflict upon the man!! The final uppercut sends him slightly airborne, to hit the ground in a puff of dust. He hacks, but almost immediately whirls over, pushing back to his feet. If there's one thing he's long demonstrated, and the most likely reason for all his victories, it's being able to take a punch so well. Arguable if that is worth being proud of, ergo. "Ka..." he mulls out, before twisting and descend his hand. Green energy flares to life, before splitting and descending in jagged lines, attempting to slam into Daniel and send him flying backwards. "SANE ATE!!" This is probably more like a student that Daniel is familiar with!
COMBATSYS: Daniel negates Kasane Ate from Roland with Kasane Ate.
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Roland 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Daniel
The flare up of energy tells Daniel what is going on. As his upper cut knocks Roland back, the detective spots the flare up of Green energy, and the tell-tale audio warning. Daniel raises his own hand, using only one for balance issues. With a roar, he snaps back with his own wave of energy.
"KASANE ATE!"
The resulting explosion scatters the energy throughout the entire ground, spreading a harmless rush of orange and green in a sort of blossom. Daniel holds there, both Kasane Ate's negated. The detective holds there, glaring at Roland. "Guess you are as good as you were mentioning, Woody." He mutters coldly.
This seems to surprise Roland as well. Both were certain they were superior, but it seems fate today has not given any victor. Scowling across the intervening distance, Roland takes a deep breath, attempting to regain his breath. Forfeiting his attack, the heavy armour upon his jacket draining his endurance more then the fighter would like. "Maybe it's mutual, Danny Boy." Gasp, a mild upgrade in nickname! He picks at his teeth with a pinky. "If you can keep up with me this long, fine!! You are still my rival!! Now you can stop crying!" When was he even crying?!
COMBATSYS: Roland gains composure.
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Roland 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\0 Daniel
Daniel was crying in the sense that, like an Emperor of Muay Thai, he was crying out his attack name. Of course, as both unleash their Kasane Ates, both men begin to enter repose. Daniel Jack holds there, taking long, steady breathes. Unlike Roland, he doesn't have the heavy body armor. Instead, he just pushed himself much further than most warriors. After all, he didn't just kick, he used a rapid combination attack. Still taking deep breathes, he smirked.
"So what have you done with the attacks. Been looking for work?"
COMBATSYS: Daniel gains composure.
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Roland 0/-------/--=====|=====--\-------\0 Daniel
"I've been enjoying the city. War does good things for the human condition. People don't notice things that are missing when it's a borderline riot." A true showing of his proud, noble blood and compassion for the plights of normal people. "And I've still got a lot to learn from Todoh. This is just the first step! He gave me discipline... kinda! A little! Well, he gave me discipline while keeping me locked up in his dojo!" He then rushes forward anew, coming in somewhat low to the ground. "Now let's settle this little clash! But this won't be the time you beat me!!" Unleashing a few vicious boxing punches towards the head and shoulder, he punctuates with a final standing clothesline. "NOT THAT YOU EVER WILL!"
COMBATSYS: Daniel counters Combo Attack from Roland with Mad Jack Crack.
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Roland 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Daniel
Oh right. Looting. At least he wasn't picking sides. Daniel Jack watches the oncoming Roland with cool, calculating eyes. He was getting his strength back, which was always dangerous. So when Roland comes forward with... was that an attempt at Zoot Suit Riot? The Todoh Combination strike came from Kasumi, and now he was attempting this failed attempt? Daniel reacts almost casually. Deflecting the first few jabs, he just catches the clothsline and hurls Roland to the ground.
And then, a heel pinning Roland's throat.
Standing there, Daniel takes a few more breathes before speaking. "Woody, have you been training with Kasumi? Because that form was really the pits. The REAL pits, you dig?"
Damnit. Roland's strength is his attacking power, and his attacking speed. But he's not managed much of the former so far. Even Roland Rocket was disarmed by the damnable man. No matter. He won't hold back any longer, he says within his head as he's once more dumped upon the ground and strangled, losing some of his regained breath. "Grrk... you're... goin' down now..." Twisting, he drags himself free, huffing out breath as he leaps back, to the very middling range preferred by Daniel. Only to whip off his hat, yanking a cord to erupt out the hidden blades. "CATCH!" he demands, as he sends it scouring through the air, spinning like a top with an intent to slam into the other man's chest and send him toppling, hopefully with sufficient bloody injuries to satiate the cowboy!!
COMBATSYS: Daniel blocks Roland's Blackjack.
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Roland 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Daniel
Like HELL Daniel was going to fall flat-footed for that hat trick again.
When Roland goes for the hat, Daniel immediately releases his foot. Hands out, he knew that damned hat had blades on it. But he couldn't dodge at that range. So instead, he was forced to deflect. He catches the hat, and swiftly just hurls it away from his main body. The blades cut his palms with shallow wounds, but it still hurt. Sweet baby jesus it hurt.
Still staggering back, Daniel just stood there, a little rattled. But not completely. This fight was going down to the wire. This demanded that extra boost. The detective's defense was well solid, and while the speed of his attacks were lacking, the detective compensated by fighting smart, and knowing when to take the time to be wary instead of frantic. As such, the detective decided that this was the time to bring up his guard and turn into the living wall. He just holds there, watching Roland intently. He holds there, bounding up slightly. He had many options to counter with. He could meet Roland head on. He could stop anything coming at him. Strategies poured into his skull. At that, he just watched.
"Come on, scuzzy, let jack this up a notch."
COMBATSYS: Daniel focuses on his next action.
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Roland 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Daniel
Yanking on a hidden wire, Roland causes the hat to rocket back to his hand, catching it swiftly in his palm. Simply peering towards the man opposite, flicking the blood to the grass and placing it back on his head. He's panting now, wearing out his reserves of energy, but steadfast in his intention to press the assault. "Alright..." he offers, spreading his stance. "Are you ready for this..." One blade, then the other, slips free of the hidden sheath. Green fire slowly erupts across him, basking him in an emerald radiance. "HERE I COME!" In a heartbeat he is across the intervening distance, crouching down. Afterimages trailing behind, as he spirals madly, lashing out three times for Daniel's stomach, then a final crosscut intending to send him flying backwards!!
COMBATSYS: Daniel fails to counter Three Card Monte EX from Roland with You Got Jacked!.
- Power fail! -
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Roland 1/------=/=======|=======\====---\1 Daniel
Blades. Cutting tools were not a strong point in Daniel's defense. When the combo attack comes piling out, Daniel is simply not ready. He manages to get a grip on one of Roland's wrists. Before he can wrench him free, though, the detective gets several cuts right to his neck, and finally, he torso.
The detective collapses to his knees, gripping both his neck and stomach. He would heal, of course. But now, he just kept mulling about his technique. He needed strategy. Anything. Something.....
Roland looms above, panting as he takes a couple steps backwards. "Hah... hah... looks like you finally fumbled, Danny Boy. You couldn't... keep up with me the whole time after all..." Sweat is running down his forehead, swept away from his eyes as he flexes his hands and lifts up his blades, hissing and sizzling in the air. The chi continuing to surge, not abating... so he's preparing something else, it would seem!! "I could just finish you... w,with a few thrown daggers... but nah. Nah!! I'll give you a chance! I'll give you a chance to beat me, that's how nice I am!" And with that, he surges forward again, one final time bursting into green fire. Both blades attempting to stab into Daniel's chest, before brutally moving to kick him backwards, hopefully sending him sprawling away. Defeated, if he has any say in the matter!
COMBATSYS: Daniel counters Jackpot! from Roland with Jumping Jack Flash.
- Power hit! -
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Roland 0/-------/--=====|-------\-------\0 Daniel
Roland takes this moment to be arrogant to Daniel Jack, and act in a reckless manner. Daniel remembers one of his advantages: keeping focused. As Roland stood over him, he just held still. He saw those blades come, and he held still. As the energy almost consumed him... he snapped out.
Daniel dives under the blades, and stand right up in his rival's grillz. He grips him by the torso, and just spins him around. Once. Twice. On the third time, he swings him up towards the air, carrying them both up. Orange energy spawn right against Roland's own green flames. Daniel raises his rival above his head, sailing through the air. Winding back, he glares downward at the ground. The orange energy burns brighter and brighter around Roland as he finally shouts out his attack loudly.
"KASANE...."
And with that, he spikes Roland to the ground in a wave of orange chi, cratering him towards the ground in an explosion of energy. To that, the detective collapses back on the ground.
".....ATE!"
Damn... Roland had thought he came so far. Advanced so much. But it seems he wasn't running ahead of Daniel in the slightest. His rival, when fully inspired and determined, remains more then a match for the Todohryuu apprentice! All but once, his speed was equaled, and once more he's thrown into the ground, only to explode in a fierce wash of chi. The smoldering Roland grimaces upwards, but doesn't seem entirely out yet. Reeling forward, he plants his hands on the ground again, and then launches himself towards Daniel, summoning one last flash of chi, trying to descend his foot and slam him right atop the head...! But it's all he has. Regardless of success, he's sprawled on the charred ground anew. "...!! Damnit!!" Coughhack!
COMBATSYS: Roland can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Roland successfully hits Daniel with Gold Rush.
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Daniel Jack was still weak. He was burned out. And now, even though he just knocked Roland over the edge, he was still piling towards him. And to that, Daniel attempts to roll out of the way of the heel drop.
He fails.
The detective's face is smashed into the crab grass. He doesn't have enough energy to throw him off. A double KO. Daniel's best friend. And to that, he blacks out.
Man, it is going to be fun when both come to.
COMBATSYS: Daniel takes no action.
COMBATSYS: Daniel can no longer fight.
Log created on 12:10:19 03/15/2009 by Daniel, and last modified on 20:44:53 03/15/2009.