Description: Nagare is busily attempting to fix a pool! Meanwhile, Rolento offers a little wager to help fix the pool... if Nagare can win! Is the incentive enough for Nagare to pull through and defeat Rolento?!? Winner: Rolento
Holenho wanders in, seeming kind of drunk and a little aroused. "WHO'Z FIGHTINK ME?""
The reconstruction efforts of Southtown are of some interest to Rolento; after all, the amount of damage is certainly high, if more in terms of broad scale then annihilated buildings and leveled land. Being somewhat jaded to the scenarios of war, he can already tell with the will of this city and the facilities available to it, it should be back to normal in only a number of months. Yet that gives him time to work on other things. Some of his reputation was repaired in the wake of helping against NESTS and Shadaloo, but his combative assessments have fallen behind...
Participation is spotty, with the makeshift ring settled near the damaged pool... still drained, likely much to Nagare's chagrin. A helicopter swoops in from overhead, displacing wind and debris from the open cement. A line drops down, before Rolento himself freefalls; suddenly stopping himself dead, flipping forward to land in a crouch before rising up and yanking out his baton with a flourishing spin.
"Nagare Namikawa. Utilizing Neo League as a vessel, I am willing to donate money to a restructuring of your choice if you can successfully defeat me in combat. But my generosity must be earned!!" He slips backwards into a loose stance, leaning forward and smacking his baton into his glove. "Although your particular chances are slim..."
Reconstruction! It was underway. With the wake of destruction caused by the several tyrants that played games with the town as well as their minions, it was safe to say that all fighters, teachers and students, especially the populace of Southtown was trying to rid themselves of this curse.
Now, Nagare, the swimmiest teacher around is tending to the damaged pool. It was in a terrible state - not full. Nagare had to tend to this first, there was no doubt. With Summer coming so quickly and not being located near a beach, Nagare needed a place to call his own to host all those oh so fun and interesting swimming lessons.
ENTER HELICOPTER. Shirakawa immediately turns about, his eyes focus upon it in somewhat disbelief with his eyebrows going wide. Rolento then leaps out, baton flourished in an unbelievable landing.
"Hmm..." Nagare states in regard to Rolento's request, "Anything for Taiyo High!" Nagare exclaims, "My chances of getting this pool repaired fast enough for my liking might be even more slim then my chances against you. I guess we'll find out which is the right one, huh!" Nagare says.
Nagare leads with a technique that is rather interesting and unheard of. That is, trying to get a grasp upon Rolento's chest and then 'save' him with repeated strikes to his ribcage. And for Nagare? He's moving. And fast.
COMBATSYS: Nagare has started a fight here.
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Nagare 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Rolento has joined the fight here.
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Nagare 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Rolento
COMBATSYS: Rolento blocks Nagare's Artificial Respiration.
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Nagare 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Rolento
Relatively fast. Rolento moves smoothly along with the rushing movement, and although the grapple is successful, the multiple implacts slam into his forearm as opposed to his chest. Being peculiar is only useful as surprise, and this is one of the worst people one might hope to capitalize on that against. He suddenly disentangles himself with a short hop backwards, gaining barely a meter... only to close the distance immediately thereafter, bringing in his baton from the side, sweeping towards his chest. Yet this seems to be a feint, as his other hand lances out for his throat, aiming to catch him tightly to sweep one booted foot behind his ankle, twisting and driving in tandem, to try and /slam/ him upon the ground. Hard. "Affirmative." is all he agrees. "There is no harm in an attempt. Failure will only hurt your pride." Given the Neo League cameras, that much is true!
COMBATSYS: Rolento successfully hits Nagare with Armed Combo.
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Nagare 0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0 Rolento
Nagare was certain that he would stand a chance. Even with one of his quickest maneuvers, Rolento was ready. Too ready it seemed. Then again, this wasn't a normal opponent. It was ROLENTO. Man extrodianire. Even as Nagare's assault goes off the man is already backing up. Hops and everything.
Then comes the baton. Nagare leaps too quickly, the feint causing Nagare precious seconds he cannot react too! Quick and meaningful, the strike comes down, catching the swimmer off guard. Hurled to the floor, Nagare twisted as he's slammed, only attempting to get up quickly.
Except not. Laying down, Nagare breathes heavily, but takes this opening as he can.
"That's alright. As long as I give it my all, nothing else matters!" Nagare exclaims, kicking out towards Rolento's shins with his water chi laces flipper strikes. Dangerous!
COMBATSYS: Rolento interrupts Splash Kick from Nagare with Fatality Package EX.
- Power hit! -
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Nagare 1/------=/=======|=====--\-------\0 Rolento
"Whatever helps one reach maximum potential." Rolento drawls out, seeming to catch the preparation of Nagare. Remaining floored is suicidal, unless one has ulterior motions. He suddenly darts forward, sliding one booted foot along the ground. One chi-imbued strike glances off, but only a second is managed before his dipping hand catches Nagare by the throat. Heaving him into the air with a loud snarl of effort, the wet slap of a sticky chain of grenades would be felt just prior to Nagare spinning through the air. Suffice to say, this does not end well; in a rather tremendous explosion actually, as all of them detonate at once. The still mostly unscathed commando resumes his stance, bringing up his baton. "Your erratic style seems too focused on speed to suppress reflex."
Nagare... wasn't expecting that. Perhaps that was the least thing Nagare was expecting. As he kicked kicked kicked at the air, Nagare knew very well what Rolento was capable of. What he wasn't sure of, however, was that the man did not play 'fair'. As Nagare struck, explosions went off. Those kind of explosions that Nagare is stuck in of course, especially where the flippers are going. It's a terrible things. A horrible thing to be grid locked on grenades which sort of convey you towards them with all sorts of explosions.
At the end, Nagare withers. It's pretty powerful stuff, but he's still going to try to get a leg up on Rolento. No matter how grim its looking for him at the moment.
Striking out with kicks of steel, Nagare attempts to catch Rolento one way or the other.
COMBATSYS: Rolento dodges Nagare's Heavy Kick.
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Nagare 1/------=/=======|=====--\-------\0 Rolento
Remaining where he is, there is no reaction until the kicks lash out towards him. He weaves to either side fluidly, before finally crouching beneath one; this is rather odd, as he was so close he was firmly brushed by the kick. But the ferocious leap skywards explains such, given he's now cleanly out of range to any more that might be thrown. And from that vantage point, he yanks off a grenade, flicking away the pin to spiral and clatter to the ground. Leading with his baton-grasping hand, he snaps down the ordinance, spiraling through the air with a sharp whine. Intending to first transfer the kinetic force with a slam into his chest, before yet another eruption of flame!! Only this time, mixed in with delicious shrapnel. Descending to land in a crouch once more, keeping himself at range after figuring out the percieved limits of the other man's style... He can't do a whole lot without an opportunity to rush forward!
COMBATSYS: Nagare blocks Rolento's Grenadier.
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Nagare 1/----===/=======|=====--\-------\0 Rolento
Delicious shrapnel and flame. Nagare loves delicious shrapnel and flame. Both of which come for him at once! It is a delicious mixture and an exquisite assortment of the finest ingredients!
Nagare is not hungry however! He had already aten quite a deal of explosives presently and wishes nothing more than to turn away this otherwise scrumptious concoction of devastation.
He does not however, that would be rude! Instead, as fire and shrapnel dance into Nagare's figure, his arms are raised infront, flippers ready! Still, the burning shards imbed themselves into the swimmers arms. And legs. And pretty much everything. Driven back, Nagare is forced into one situation. Resting.
"Wow... you're pretty dang good."
COMBATSYS: Nagare gains composure.
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Nagare 1/------=/=======|=====--\-------\0 Rolento
Rolento could care less about compliments. He has no doubts about his performance, or his abilities to deduce such. Although Nagare opts to try and recover some ground; hardly a bad idea, although allowing the commando to retain the offense might be more dangerous then any potential gain. He leaps forward, rolling into a tight ball; bouncing once, before explosively unfurling, aiming to lunge well to the side. Of course, with the attempt to slip an arm around his throat, and then twist behind, and slam his baton beneath his chin. Insert a crushing application of force. Strangling is as valid a battle tactic as anything else!
COMBATSYS: Nagare interrupts Medium Throw from Rolento with Breast Stroke Kick.
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Nagare 1/----===/=======|=======\-------\1 Rolento
He keeps on coming?! That's entirely unnatural! At least that is what Nagare states, even as he can see that, while wounded, he's in a terrible predicament here.
As the commando goes in to retain the offensive, he finds Nagare akin to a shark waiting for his next meal to leap into his mouth. Rolento leaps, but instead of getting Nagare's teeth, he finds his throat! The crushing grip tells Nagare one thing.
SWIM.
And swim he does, twisting around mid air as he pushes off, backwards, attempting to swim right out of Rolento's powerful grip while delivering chi laced flipper strikes towards Rolento's gut. Of course, this doesn't stop Nagare's chin from being slammed. It only hastens his escape!
Well... finally, Nagare strikes back! It wasn't particularly expected or unexpected; a risk that was allowed, and in this case paid off badly. The multiple strikes stagger him, but he keeps up that deathlock through grit teeth rather longer then might of been expected, before seperating and stumbling backwards, angry gouges upon his vest. Yet his breath remains calm and composed, brushing at his suit in an almost fastidious manner. "Hrrm." is all he offers, tapping his baton against his shoulder as his stance spreads, looking to become more aggressive... regaining his focus, adrenaline flowing, prepping himself to move in a heartbeat -- and doubtlessly explosively, at that!
COMBATSYS: Rolento enters a meditative state.
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Nagare 1/----===/=======|=======\=------\1 Rolento
Nagare strikes back part II: return of the dolphins to be exact.
Even still, Nagare's not getting out of that one without a bruise. When he finally looks up long enough to see Rolento lookin' kind of ornery, the last thing he wants to do is get in the way of that guys horns. Nagare does whatever Nagare would do at the moment, however, and keep up the pressure. If he doesn't, this could get uglier quick.
Jumping into the air, Nagare climbs. Higher and higher with waterchi flowing down all around him. That doesn't stop anything as the man instantly stops in mid air before coming right down, attempting to strike, head first, into Rolento and his stance.
COMBATSYS: Rolento interrupts Concrete Dive from Nagare with Mine Sweeper.
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Nagare 2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|=------\-------\0 Rolento
Nagare made a fatal mistake. When Rolento is horny, there is nowhere to go to escape it. Running towards him can be just as dangerous. Of course, going into the air just makes what is to come all the worse. He narrows his eyes, ready to do something ambiguous. And as the other man descends, he suddenly rolls back... too slow to escape a vicious headbutt, but mostly mitigating it. And leaving behind a GIANT GRENADE. It erupts out explosively a moment later, sending Nagare through the air in the direction Rolento is going. To be juggled, with another KABLAM, and a third, and a fourth to finally send him careening overhead. Rolento remains poised in a crouch, singed but not particularly hurt by the chain of detonations. "Hrrmph!" is repeated.
Grenades <3 Nagare.
Nagare </3 Grenades.
Just as Nagare falls out of he sky in an attempt to deliver a helacious headbutt, Rolento moves before him. Not minutes, not hours, but miliseconds. Instead, Nagare finds himself upon a grenade. Then another grenade. Then another. The large explosions and grenades leave many different shards of metal in Nagare's otherwise fleshy and bare chest. When he finally comes to a stop, Nagare lands in a bunch of concrete mix.
There, he breathes heavily. Wow. This isn't going too well, huh?
"Well... I know I'm probably not going to win this... but here it goes!" Nagare exclaims, moving towards Rolento in a hurry, a finishing attempting to get in close and slide towards the mand before delivering a small deluge upon his opponent with flippers and water chi.
COMBATSYS: Nagare successfully hits Rolento with Super Splash Kick.
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Nagare 0/-------/---====|=====--\-------\0 Rolento
Well, the horrible onslaught certainly hits! Rolento leaps backwards, attempting to escape his range. But this time, that relentless forward momentum catches him clean. He's struck again and again, driven backwards, keeping his feet with titanic effort. Before the last blow sends him skidding backwards, losing his footing and collapsing forward, keeping himself up with one hand. "Hah... hah..." But then he gets up with a sharp exhale, spitting blood to the side. "Acceptable. I saw nothing in particular wrong with that maneuver." He then pulls out an ensemble of knives, extending his baton. "But you lack the capability to deal with this particular maneuver. This fight is concluded." He then balances them all at once, pulling his hand away smoothly. "Ready?" This is a proverbial question, as he sends them all shooting into the air a moment later. This was not a gentle arc. They are literally lost to sight, a full force fling. Not moving, Rolento simply crosses his arms, two heartbeats passing... before a rain of stabby steel descends wherever it is Nagare moved, if anywhere! Can his utter mastery and predictions be overtaken?!
COMBATSYS: Rolento successfully hits Nagare with Steel Rain.
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Nagare 1/-------/=======|=------\-------\0 Rolento
Nagare finds himself in hot water. Even as Rolento removes the knives, its too late. Nagare is already sweating them.
This leads to a terrible dance of death as the knives come down. Nagare attempts every manuever in the swimming book to avoid them, even as his body is starting to tire. For once, the swimmer is out of breath. Coming to a hard stop, Nagare finds himself with knives falling down upon him. It hurts, a lot. Sorta like you're getting cut. Yeah.
Nagare doesn't even try to come back towards Rolento after he's fallen. He just sorta loses the match instead. Even if he did come at Rolento, he would need two miracles to actually take him down. For once, Nagare just conserves whatever strength he has left.
Standing, Rolento simply looks down, almost appearing to be unhappy that he relents. "Hrrm. That does not qualify for everything in your power." he concludes, seeing the last vestiges of energy fade away rather then be utilized. Although he certainly pulled out all the stops in dealing with the finishing blow. "Judgement. Grade C. Formative style reliant on peers." With that he grasps the line of his helicopter, and is taken away with the whooshwhooshwhoosh of rotors. It seems there will be no money for THIS survivor! Take that!
COMBATSYS: Rolento has left the fight here.
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Log created on 18:24:22 06/16/2009 by Nagare, and last modified on 16:00:18 06/22/2009.