Description: Dealing with a sudden loss of manpower within 'R', Rugal has had to expand his options for how to pad his ranks with powerful men or be left with a weak hand alongside the giants of NESTS and Shadaloo. Going back to the rarely-worthwhile yet still all-too-tempting well of brainwashed-loyalty, Bernstein has sent Mature and a unit of elite soldiers to track down a man that has already been unwillingly in his employ before: Saishu Kusanagi. Their orders are to capture the eccentric fighter and bring him back, using any force necessary. Fight for freedom, Saishu!
Southtown is overrun.
"HUUAAAAGH! That was some great chicken!"
Some people fail to notice.
Since the assault on Southtown, most places have been overturned, drenched in chaos. The city has been locked down, and almost no where is safe from the fear. Except for one little slice of the city, off in the southern corner of Chinatown... a small neighborhood centered around a single restaurant known as the Genhanten.
//UNNECESSARY FLASHBACK/
"Saishu, I'm going to be leaving for a while."
Saishu Kusanagi looks up from a plate of noodles, the majority of the sauced pasta still dangling halfway out his mouth. He stares with almost blank eyes at the older (somehow) gentleman before him, who just gives a stern frown as he strokes his magnificently white beard.
"Whu?"
"... Do not talk with your mouth full, Kusanagi," the older man responds bluntly. "I am going on a journey to train my spirit in the wild lands of Reno. I feel there is something amiss I must tend to. In the meantime... I would like you to watch over my restaurant."
Saishu looks around him. The older man frowns.
"And /not/ drive the customers away or incur any property damage."
Saishu frowns. He slurps up his noodles, in a most serious matter. And slowly, slowly, he leans forward.
"Gen," he mutters, gravely, "you severely underestimate the honor of the Kusanagi clan."
/NOW//
Debris crashes from the ceiling of the Genhanten.
"Uh," Saishu responds after roughly ten seconds, squinting up at the blaring sun above to assess the damage.
"Whoops."
Around him, chunks of plaster and concrete decorate the earth. Smoke rises up here and there -- largely from bodies, of soldiers. Scratching his belly, Saishu squints at those men who remain, guns trained upon him. He frowns.
"Hrnn... Gen isn't going to be very pleased with this..." he notes, voicing Gen's imagined displeasure in his own tone. His gaze moves back to the men, his brows furrowing. "Do you know of any good repairmen? Or maybe..." His eyes glint. And then, he burps. It'd hardly be intimidating -- if not for the fire that belches out a moment after and then EXPANDS, swirling around him like a helacious firestorm.
"MAYBE I'LL JUST MAKE YOU DO IT... /TO THE DEATH/!"
The men subsequently scream, drop their guns, and run away. Saishu blinks, the fire dying down a moment after as he scratches his head.
"... Tch! Youngsters have no appreciation for dramatics these days!"
//HOURS BEFORE//
"Damn it all," hiss the blonde secretary as she skulked down the halls of the Black Noah. Out of earshot from Bernstein himself, the woman finally had the chance to vent, despite her current company. Little peon soldiers didn't matter, after all. "That damned Kusanagi bastard. I have to try and capture him?"
She knows their power. She fears it, for all the confidence a woman such as her exudes and displays. Lifting a finger to her mouth, the woman idly bit at a well-manicured nail, blue eyes hooding slightly as she gazed out a window to the ocean beyond, dwelling. How was she going to handle this..?
"Listen," she stated, turning to the collective soldiers following her like a heavily-armored shadow. "We're going to do this the EASY way..."
//NOW, GENHANTEN//
The ceiling of the restaurant caves in, the entire structure rattling as Kusanagi stands against what forces have been deployed. Having failed against the Kusanagi might, only few men remain. One of them even peed himself.
Outside, Mature waits, her smooth features lightly creased in annoyance. How inept can these soldiers BE? Couldn't they collectively handle the Kusanagi elder with their high-caliber weaponry and blitz tactics?
Obviously NOT.
"I guess I have to do this myself," she coldly states.
Just as the men flee in absolute terror of the Kusanagi flame, Mature steps through the entryway--now basically a giant hole in the Genhanten's wall--with a surprisingly calm and amused look on her elegant features. "Well, we meet again, mister Kusanagi," she coos, striding into the restaurant with arrogant poise and immaculate grace. "And, as always, you make my job exceptionally difficult. You couldn't just come quietly?"
Lightly she pouts, full red lips pulling into a soft faux-frown.
"Now I'm going to get all dirty. And I just had my nails done..."
"GO!"
From the destroyed ceiling, a heavily-armored "R" troop descends on cable, which snaps free halfway, allowing him to fall with a heavy THUD behind Saishu. At the same time Mature moves with swift grace, attempting to leap up and OVER Saishu while swinging her claw-like nails outward, a vicious lash of blue energy trailing along, threatening to slice through him. The soldier, on the other hand, darts aside and lifts his assault rifle, attempting to fire off several rounds for the man's knees.
COMBATSYS: Mature has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Invader has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Mature has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Saishu has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Saishu dodges Invader's Medium Shot.
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COMBATSYS: Saishu endures Mature's Despair.
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Slowly, Saishu Kusanagi turns on one bare heel, intent to stroll back into the Genhanten and determine whether or not super glue can cover extensive damages--
--when that voice cuts off his stride. He stops dead in his tracks; with his back turned to the woman, his lips pulling into a thin line is entirely imperceptible. "..." A moment passes.
And then he suddenly spins with a big, ridiculous grin.
"I'm sorry miss, but I'm afraid I don't recognize you! Unless..." he squints. "... do I know you from my 'wild years'? I'm sorry, but I'm afraid that I'm--"
The "R" trooper suddenly descends, firing off round after round. With a blur of speed that should be unheard of for a man his age, Saishu /spins/ past the fire, directly towards Mature.
"--a happily--"
Those claws dig into Saishu's chest, blue energy burning as sharp edges lacerate. Blood splatters vaguely against the ground. Saishu is still moving.
"--MARRIED MAN!"
And then, the man is /right/ up in Mature's defenses, only giving her a second to see him grin before his head bends back, and then pistons foreward towards her nose, in a tell-tale--
"HEADBUTT! Ha ha!"
COMBATSYS: Saishu successfully hits Mature with Fierce Punch.
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"What the--?!" cries the soldier in surprise as Saishu outright avoids his attack, though really, with his riot gear on it comes out sounding more like 'MRPRHGH??' instead. That's not supposed to happen!
"Learn to aim!" the woman cries back as her claw-like nails rake through Saishu, chi energy only making wounds deeper, blood and flesh caught under her nails. The woman spins gracefully, attempting to land. But right as she DOES--
Saishu is there, in her face.
Blinking visibly in obvious surprise, she has no time to react or respond; his head crashes painfully into hers, causing the woman to fly back before she hits the ground not once, not twice, but thrice, her prone form bouncing along until she lands. For a moment she remains perfectly still. Then, slowly and wearily, the woman shakily rises to her feet, clutching her bleeding nose.
"Yo...you BASTARD!" she cries, her words shrill and angry. "How DARE you touch my face--!!"
Mature just /moves/, throwing her body forward for attack. Lashing out with an arm, she attempts to rake her nails again through his midsection, the furious swipe followed by vicious marks of blue energy that arc outwards and attempt to make the wounds that much worse.
Meanwhile, the poor "R" trooper just lifts his gun and fires again, attempting to shoot down Saishu with a few precise shots aimed for his knees. Again, because generic goons are that original. Shut up stop judging me.
COMBATSYS: Mature successfully hits Saishu with Metal Massacre.
- Power hit! -
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COMBATSYS: Saishu overcomes Suppression Fire from Invader with Yami Barai EX.
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"HEADBUTT! Ha ha!"
And then, a second later after Mature has rebounded for the third time--
"Wait, what? There's someone shooting at me!"
... As if it were not already readily apparent.
Saishu looks on in disbelief at the armored trooper as the bullets end, lifting a single finger to waggle it disapprovingly. "You young folks these days! Never asking permission before you try to hit someone! Back in my day, we always asked permission, and they always said no! We did it /anyway/ but the point /is/--"
And there comes Mature, barreling at Saishu again. Before the man can even think to respond, those claws are /slashing/ across his abdomen, nails slicing through muscle tougher than it looks with the accompanying burn of energy that seeps into the open wounds, vile chi disrupting and poisoning his very systems. He stumbles backwards, gripping his stomach. He inhales deep.
"You're right," he says, apologetically.
"I should have asked first!"
And then, Saishu spins, one hand sweeping upward with an EXPLOSION of those crimson flames, roaring up from the ground and devouring those bullets from the "R" trooper before they can ever hit their mark, melting them to nothing before the mass continues on its path -- right for the soldier.
"HAH!"
COMBATSYS: Saishu successfully hits Invader with Yami Barai EX.
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In unison, both Mature and the "R" trooper roll their eyes. Clearly, Saishu is just crazy. And in unison, they figure the best way to deal with something they couldn't possibly understand ever is just to slash and shoot at him until he stops moving. It's a rational plan, really!
A plan that only goes one-half in their favor. Though the woman's vicious nails and Orochi-tainted chi manage to slice through the older Kusanagi's abdomen, he isn't as prone as anticipated. Once Mature is off him he spins and lashes out, a violent gout of crimson flame melting ammo into pure slag, completely vaporizing the bullets--and continuing forward. Right for the trooper.
"OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD!" translates to 'MRRP RMMRMP PRRJRJRP RHHGHHRH' as he catches on fire, flailing his arms about before managing to remember to stop, drop and fuckin' roll. Parts of his thick plating half melt, sagging a bit on one half of his chest and making him look like he has a sagging boob. Sorry, moob.
"Feh, your fancy flames aren't going to get you out of this," Mature arrogantly remarks, softly sneering as she wipes her hand across a pristine (but dusty) white tablecloth, leaving a gross smear of dark brown blood. "You're beyond help here, outnumbered and outclassed. You're coming with us, do you understand?"
Without further word the pair move again, Mature attempting to unleash a nasty roundhouse kick before she rakes her nails across Saishu's wrinkly face while the "R" trooper with an armored moob tries to grab Saishu shortly thereafter by the throat, pinning him against his manly, burly armored chest and strangling him with the assault rifle.
COMBATSYS: Invader successfully hits Saishu with Brutal Takedown.
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COMBATSYS: Saishu dodges Mature's Combo Attack.
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"Hummm..." Saishu mutters as he waves his hand back and forth, as if dismissing the chaotic tongues of flame from his appendage just through the motion alone. He scratches the inside of his ear, his focus re-orienting itself -- right back onto Mature. That sort of chi... it's dangerous. But...
"... hrm, no," he decides after a long moment, shaking his head solemnly.
"You wouldn't be good suitor for my son at all. Far too weak! Sorry, you'll have to try someone--"
Pnce more, Saishu is interrupted; this time, by a second lunge from Mature. Saishu /ducks/ just beneath those raking nails and spinning kick, about to prepare to stick his tongue out at the woman most ungracefully-like -- before the "R" moob interrupts him by snapping an assault rifle over his neck and beginning a slow, steady strangle.
"Ghkk-- ghkkrrr -- can't... breathe... vision... fading..." his posture begins to slump--
"Ha HA! Just kidding!"
Before the man suddenly /lurches/ forward violently, /springing/ at Mature -- still with the armored moob in tow as if Saishu were a bucking bronco -- aiming to drive his fist into her face, before snapping /upwards/ with a swift and brutal kick.
"Way of the Kusanagi style #1938: the art of the fake out!"
COMBATSYS: Mature blocks Saishu's Nata Guruma.
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"Suitor??" is Mature's battle cry as she charges in mild confusion, intent on taking out the Kusanagi heir. But, unlike before, the man proves himself a sneaky and wily old bastard; ducking and weaving out of harm's way, he avoids the assault with practiced skill and years of talent. Fortunately for Mature, the "R" trooper is more competent in this situation, successfully sneaking up behind Saishu and strangleholding him vicious with his gun.
"GOT HIM BOSS!" the man calls. It comes out as 'MRRRP HHH RORO!'
"What are you saying?" Mature asks, distracted briefly as she looks over the older Kusanagi's shoulder toward the masked trooper. He lets up a bit to show off his rifle--and suddenly finds himself flapping along behind Saishu like a fleshy cape.
"You idiot--!" cries the Bernstein secretary as Saishu attempts to punch her in the face, arms intercepting the painful blow before catching the kick with the palm of her hand. "I'm done. That's it--I'm tired of your nonsense, you senile bastard. Do something!!"
The "R" trooper nods and rushes in, attempting to donkey punch Saishu in the back of his head. Meanwhile, Mature steps back and, with a sneer, tenses her body. Readying herself, she suddenly moves, blurring forward in a streak of black and white as she attempts to catch Saishu off guard...
COMBATSYS: Saishu endures Mature's Ecstasy 816.
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COMBATSYS: Saishu interrupts Quick Punch from Invader with Koto Moon Infinity EX.
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Closing in on the Kusanagi heir, there are suddenly two Matures.
Yes, two.
What results is a rapid series of slashes and swipes with her claw-like nails, repeatedly striking and ripping into the Kusanagi without mercy. Practiced and precise, they are vital strikes that would kill a lesser man--fortunately, Saishu is not. All of this culminates into Mature stepping back and away from him, grinning like a Cheshire cat before blowing a kiss.
This, of course, results in a burst of Orochi-tainted flames that rock the man from head to toe.
As for the "R" trooper's fate, well...Mature doesn't care.
Lesser man, Saishu is not indeed. Yet, as two Matures close in, the Kusanagi clan head furrows his brows grimly.
"Oh, this doesn't seem like it'll be good for my hips."
Of course, any sense of dread in his voice is, unfortunately, negated by one simple fact:
Saishu has his arms spread wide open, grinning like an idiot.
Claws SLASH and RIP across Saishu's body, chi-enforced musculature all that keeps him from simply being rended limb from limb by the powerful blows of the Orochi secretary. The kiss is blown--
--And Saishu Kusanagi is engulfed in Orochi-borne flames.
Those flames roar brutally, enveloping everything in a morbidly beautiful spectacle... before a spark of crimson can be seen within their depths. The spark grows, and grows, and grows-- until ALL of that chi is suddenly BLOWN away within a horrible gout of Kusanagi fire, spiraling around Saishu as he SPRINGS from the dispersing Orochi-chi, burnt, cut, bleeding excessively...
... but still grinning like a madman.
"HOOAAAAAGH!"
The donkey punch merely glances off the side of Saishu's face before one burning hand /lances/ forward, gripping the armored torso of the "R" moob soldier so hard the metal crunches inward, securing him a safe hold. He'll lift the man up, still burning bright, and grin.
"Boo."
And that is when Saishu Kusanagi headbutts a poor soul so hard that his head ignites an EXPLOSION of Kusanagi flames so brutal the entire room is shook by the exertion, intent to knock the man /right/ out the nearby window.
"Whew!" Saishu mutters, patting his stomach.
"This indigestion is really getting at me! Ha! Ha ha!"
Poor little trooper. You endure so much shit...and yet no one respects you. Why ARE you working for "R" anyway?
Saishu Kusanagi leaps through the ill flames, disregarding all sense of intelligence as he makes his move--right for the poor "R" troop with his half-melted moob chest armor. He gasps and thrashes in Saishu's grasp, the crunched armor pressing fiercely against his body and making it almost impossible to breathe. Before he can become aware of the situation Saishu is suddenly headbutting him and catching him on fire (again) before he sends the poor goon flying out the nearest window. He bounces a few times before he stops completely.
Mature, meanwhile, stares with disbelief at Saishu. What on earth is he made of?
"You bastard," she calmly hisses, blue eyes narrowing sharply. "You think this is a game??"
Rushing forward, the woman attempts to close in on Saishu and deliver a nasty spinning hook kick right to the side of his prone temple. Meanwhile, the "R" trooper somehow managed to get up off the ground and aim his gun, firing off practically the entire clip before he slips the pin out of a grenade and throws it inside just behind Saishu!
COMBATSYS: Saishu blocks Invader's Disaster Area.
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COMBATSYS: Saishu interrupts Heavy Kick from Mature with Oniyaki EX.
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Is this a game?
As Saishu's head -- which is on fire -- lifts up to stare at Mature, his gaze is one that is deathly serious. It is almost chillingly so -- the gaze of a man who's seen the best and worst of life and is still alive to tell both sides of the tale. The look of a man with wisdom, but more than that--
--the look of a man with sheer and impeccable determination.
And it all fades in an instant. "Ha ha! A game? Hrm..." looking confused, Saishu scratches his head, frowning most decidedly. "No... no, not a game," he ultimately decides.
"If it's a game, shouldn't there be some sort of competition?"
And that is when Mature attacks -- and the man from outside, still somehow moving, spraying bulletfire liberally. Saishu reacts without a second though; his hand sweeping out into a wide arc, his finger snaps midway through, the resultant wall of flames burning away the bullets before they can even touch the grizzled, beat-upon old man. This is about when the grenade falls... and /explodes./ Saishu twists--
--and then, quite literally, /moves/ with the momentum, propelled upward by kinetic fury with only a dull pain in his ass to show for it before, just as Mature collides with Saishu?
She might notice he's spinning.
"HAH!"
The distinctive double-helix of crimson fire that surrounds the spiraling Saishu Kusanagi is all Mature will get to see before burning fists /collide/ with her in a vicious uppercut, aiming to launch her /straight/ into the ceiling.
"Hoooo... this is getting rough on these old limbs of mine!"
Once again, Saishu proves he's pretty much the baddest old fuck to ever live by MELTING BULLETS before surviving grenade fire. Somewhere behind that mask, the "R" trooper expresses disbelief and awe. Mature? Well...
She gets the crap knocked out of her.
Battered painfully with fists and painful crimson fire, Mature is BLOWN up into the ceiling, hitting and briefly sticking before she falls free, covered in a fine dust of white and singed, her form smoking. Shaking visibly, the woman struggles to pull herself to her feet with a cruel glare. He isn't taking her seriously...
How DARE he!
Motioning to the "R" trooper discreetly, she makes her move. Attempting to close in on Saishu once more, she'll attempt to grab him by the throat and SLAM him into the ground. In tandem the "R" trooper moves, attempting to pin Saishu to the floor and just unleash a brutal combination of punches to his face before slamming the butt of the rifle into his throat like some savage.
"I'm DONE playing games!"
COMBATSYS: Mature assists Invader.
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COMBATSYS: Saishu dodges Invader's Dogs Of War.
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Saishu has been burned. He's also been beaten, slashed, stabbed, blown up, shot at, and an attempt has been made to strangle him. In truth, the man is barely hanging on. But it doesn't even show as he stands up again, stretching out his back as if he'd pulled something, letting out a longsuffering groan.
"You know, I promised to keep this place clean and tidy for a good friend of mine," Saishu observes as he strokes his beard, waiting for Mature to recover herself. "Now the honor of my clan has been impugned. That is a serious offense, you know. For it..."
Fire once more roars around Saishu briefly, his eyes snapping wide open.
"... I can't accept anything other than victory in the name of the fried rice I can never have again!!"
Mature lashes out, attempting to grasp for his throat. Swiftly, Saishu jerks /backward/, bending at the back just out of reach of the secretary's swiping hands. Before the combination can even continue, then?
Saishu /snaps/ up, aiming to grip Mature by the face and torso.
"HAH!"
And, with one snapping movement, the dangerous woman will be tossed over Saishu's shoulder... before he lashes out, to punch her with such unrelenting strength as to just blow her through the nearby wall and into the kitchen sink.
COMBATSYS: Mature fails to interrupt Issetsu Seoi Nage from Saishu with Nocturnal Lights.
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COMBATSYS: Mature can no longer fight.
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Surprised when Saishu outright AVOIDS her grasp altogether, Mature's pale features immediately sour, eyes sharply narrowed as she watches the man all but burn with the passions of old age and determination. "I'm sick of your nonsense," she offers with a sneer before her eyes snap wide. "It ends NOW!"
Meanwhile, Sergeant McMoob just stands around confused and a little frightened.
She moves as Saishu does, attempting to intercept his blow. Unfortunately, this doesn't QUITE pan out in her favor; grabbed, she's tossed over a shoulder before she's punched in the boob into the nearest wall--through, rather--where she smashes into the kitchen sink. It shatters, the line busting and raining water down upon her now-unconscious form.
This, of course, leaves Saishu the victor--and the "R" trooper scared.
So scared he drops his gun and turns around, running the hell away with his arms overhead screaming 'MRGLEBLRGHRLE' all the way to the nearest ship out of Southtown to escape the wrath of Mature, Vice and probably Rodem? Rugal is too good to get his hands dirty.
COMBATSYS: Invader has left the fight here.
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"And NOW, for--"
Saishu Kusanagi stabs an accusing finger at thin air.
"... you? Wha? Where'd he go? Was I just imagining him...?" Scratching his head, Saishu looks around in a slow, almost dazed matter. Spotting the gun, his lips crease into a grim line, shaking his head. "I don't care if he's a mute," because clearly the man was a mute, "there's no excuse for leaving your trash at someone else's place! Kids these days don't know a thing about manners!"
Heaving a long-suffering sigh, Saishu once more strolls out of the Genhanten, scratching his belly and wincing slightly as he knicks as slash. "Gh... hmm." Smiling wryly, Saishu ducks his head down, eyes hidden by shaggy bangs as he walks. "I have to admit, even at my age...
"... getting a bit of revenge sure feels nice."
And so Saishu Kusanagi strolls down the abandoned neighborhood of Chinatown, beaten but completely pleased.
"Hmmm. I wonder if there's any restaurants open at this time of day."
Log created on 21:15:19 05/12/2009 by Mature, and last modified on 01:57:03 05/13/2009.