Description: A homeless teenager in a Southtown park draws May Lee(, Champion of Justice)'s as she's in the midst of a leisurely stroll; blows are exchanged, and promises of food made.
The Park is always a fantastic place for kids and adults alike to enjoy their afternoon, especially on a Sunday. And with the warm sun shining down with such grace and warmth, only a couple of recluses would positively shy away from at least taking a stroll through Southtown's finest.
All the more reason for Aika al-Nadra, vagrant extraordinaire, to be on the prowl for any disposed lunches, which surprisingly often crop up in these park bins... she's got a good feeling she'll strike it rich. Maybe a poor kid whose ice cream cone fell to the ground... or a couple of diet-conscious teens who decided that burger was just way too big... mmm mmm mmm. What delicacies await her, she thinks, as she rifles through one such can?
The tune being whistled as May Lee strolls through the park is vintage 1980s tokusatsu, complete with the words 'Go!' and 'Kick!' being exhaled beneath her breath at appropriate moments. She is terribly grateful to be back home in Southtown after an impromptu tour to a few places about the world for Neo-League fights. She's gotten to train with Master Kim, and more importantly, she's had a few hours alone with her many glorious /things/.
Now that she's managed to tear herself away from wire-fu and rubber suits, she's getting herself some fresh air, and...
... setting eyes on a strange brown girl rooting through a trash can.
"Hey!" she shouts as she jogs towards her. "Hey! That's not healthy at all!"
Oh no! It's the police!
Aika eeps as she jumps away from the trash can and instinctively draws her piece de resistance, the solid acacian folding chair she trusts with all her life. Except, wait, it's not the police, it's a young girl much like her! Oh, one of those kinds of people.
"This bin is mine! I found it first!" she exclaims with a hot-blooded enthusiasm seen probably only in... well, dogs marking their territories.
Well, this is new. A homeless person with a really nice chair. May Lee's seen a few homeless people here and in Korea both, and she's certainly seen one or two with chairs, but... not /quite/ like that.
"I do--" she begins to say before stopping when her closer examination hits on rather an important detail draped over the young Indian girl's shoulders.
And then she figuratively pounces, hurrying to be near enough to gently lift the end of that red scarf in a hand as she quickly and excitedly chirps, "Are you a member of the fanclub /too/? I've got a branch here but I'm the only one and you could join if you wanted and /of course/ I have one at home in Korea and there are a few people in /that/ one..."
There's a surprised eep from Aika as May Lee suddenly gets attracted over her scarf, which yes, she does maintain is very beautiful. Even if it is technically somewhat filthy from all the dirt digging and trash surfing she's done, and studded with discarded pins and badges that don't seem to mesh together. I mean, 'Meteor Spike'? 'Splish Splash Barrier'? 'Kanesada'? Who'd be caught dead wearing these tacky things together??
"H-hey! That's my scarf! I don't know what you're talking about, but you're not taking it from me!" she exclaims in that surprisingly elegant accent of hers, although it's with a tone of surprise and light eep-iness as well.
May Lee's head quickly shakes to assuage Aika's worries, and then she reaches down the collar of her shirt to free the tail of her /own/ scarf from it. It is a long, slim affair, but it's also red and it's immaculately cared for.
"No, no, I don't want your scarf! I just never thought I'd meet another Kamen Klub member in Southtown! Chae Lim and Dong Hwan and Jae Hoon all joined for a day once because I made barbecued beef, but they never quite got around to coming back, so I just--" A beat, and finally, /finally/ she stops to breathe. She also flashes a broad, winning smile... and afterwards, even though she releases her scarf it winds up fluttering gently to flow behind her, carried on a breeze that wasn't here before.
Aika's eye does get caught on that scarf's fluttering, leading her to lick the tip of her own index finger to test the winds. "Where'd that come from??" Aika asks, apparently genre-ignorant.
More importantly, though, is the flash of recognition at those two legendary and important words. No, not 'Kamen Klub', 'barbecued beef'! "So if I become a member of Kamen Klub, whatever it is... I get to eat barbecued beef?!" Aika exclaims with a fiery passion that just wasn't there before. There's a hungry grin from her face.
"Well, I mean, it was only a one time thing, just t--" May Lee begins to say before freezing, slowly looking down at the trash can, and then at that grin. Just like that, her scarf settles against her back and the winds stop; her smile is gone in favour of a creeping frown of recognition. She even blushes brightly and brings a hand up to rub briefly at the back of her neck as she gets some inkling of what /exactly/ is going on.
And then with a shaky exhalation she recovers well enough to look up at Aika and offer her a reassuring, if less toothsome smile.
"Well... how about we just go get some and we can maybe worry about that later?" she slowly asks.
"Wait... just... go get some beef?" Aika asks somewhat distractedly, apparently not quite connecting the dots together. Maybe it's because her mind is trying to connect some other dots about who exactly this vivacious woman exactly is... oh, wait!
"Hey wait! I know who you are! You're May Lee Jinju! You're popular and strong!" Aika exclaims, her voice as if having just had another boost of nitro injected into it. She even takes the Korean gal's hands to sort of do a celebratory squee-jump as she continues, "I've never met another fighter before!"
May Lee's had... fans before. She has fans /now/, even; she's not the /most/ well known of fighters, and it's only recently that she's gotten to be very active in the Neo-League aga, but she's so distinctive and flashy that she does draw some attention to herself. Far less than the bigger names might, but she has her niche.
This kind of excitement is strange, though. She chalks it up to the offer of food, which causes her smile to slip kind of sadly to consider. Not for long, though; she's got to put on a bright face for this oddly appreciative girl!
"Just May Lee! she says as she watches Aika do her little jump. "You're a--" she begins to wonder before stopping herself. Aika wouldn't be the /first/ homeless fighter.
"Aika al-Nadra, Vagrant Justice!" Aika pulls back and strikes her own pose, the /winds/ again fluttering just in time to blow her significantly heavy scarf to flutter in the winds as she strikes a dramatic pose that's only made stranger by her Bag Lady looks. "Don't underestimate me just because I do things my own way!"
The rest of Aika's mind manages to keep on processing, and finally the beef query actually comes to fruition inside of her. "I wouldn't feel right just getting something as precious as free food from a fellow fighter!" Oh, she is really going now, fists pumped and energy bursting through her veins. "Tell me, how does an afternoon spar sound to you?"
May Lee blinks a few times at the introduction, but before she can express appreciation for it she's hit with a rather unexpected reply. "W--well, it's really no trouble at all, you seem like a really nice girl and it'd be my pleasure t--"
And then Aika gets her actual suggestion out, causing the heroine to gulp slightly. "Well..." A beat, and then another, and then finally she slowly nods, takes a few steps back, and draws her hands up before herself protectively. "If you /insist/..."
COMBATSYS: MayLee has started a fight here.
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MayLee 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Aika has joined the fight here.
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MayLee 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Aika
"I'm not some loser who's going to get all pumped up over having a few teeth punched in!" Aika flexes her head several times as she heaves her chair up, spinning it wildly around her as if she were twirling a two-handed axe or spear into place, finishing in a fantastic brandish before her.
"Here I COME!" Aika shouts, diving headfirst with a wrenching swing as she goes for the direct assault - in seconds, May Lee is going to have chair coming her way!
COMBATSYS: MayLee counters Medium Strike from Aika with Blazing Intercept.
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MayLee 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Aika
The strike is kind of on the direct side, if incredibly spirited, and /that/, May Lee appreciates. However... it's still rather a good opportunity for her, and so she squints as she waits for just the right moment to draw her leg up and drive it in against Aika's body to arrest her movement briefly.
"You have to be careful!" she shouts before hopping back a step, then spinning with a flourish to thrust her right leg powerfully into the homeless Indian's chin to knock her away.
Aika's chin lifts up at an angle where her face isn't seen from the front - but then snaps back into sight with a valiant grin, as if she hadn't felt anything at all, despite the bleeding and sore spot that's probably going to make that bowl of beef later much less pleasant to chew!
"I'll keep that in mind..." Aika exclaims as she springs back to her feet, before adding a bit of spin to her moves as she pivots left, right, and then with amazing torque, she spins as her chi erupts in a blaze of glory around her, baby blue in color.
"Try this on for size! AIKAAAAAAAAA TORNAAAAAAAA-DOOOOO!" is as good of a pumped up and vigorous cry as Aika's gonna get, her body maintaining incredible focus with dancer-esque spins as she heaves that chair around to trap her opponent into a vicious array of low and high strikes that ends with a knockaway bash should the Korean Kamen find herself caught in it.
COMBATSYS: MayLee blocks Aika's Musical Chairs.
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MayLee 0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0 Aika
It hurts, allowing her forearms to be struck over and over by the unusually elegant weapon, but it's better than the alternative. It also means that May Lee is rather stable for that last strike, allowing her to stand her ground rather than being shoved away as intended.
She smiles to herself even as she wordlessly tries to plant her hands to the chair fighter's shoulders to vault over her head, hoping to catch her before she's recovered fully from doing all that spinning about. Should she succeed, she'll bend her body in to plant her feet firmly against Aika's back, using the contact to push off into a little flip so that she can land a short ways away.
COMBATSYS: Aika endures MayLee's Swan Circle.
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MayLee 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\0 Aika
"Whoof!" comes Aika's response at getting kicked in the back. Yes, May Lee indeed predicts that move's disadvantage perfectly - spinning makes people, especially Aika, somewhat dizzy! Combined with May's super strong legs, it causes her to fly forward and smash into the bushes.
What comes out next isn't QUITE Aika, though, but rather her chair, explosively plowing through the underbrush and straight towards the Tae Kwon Do fighter with a regnant aura around it, followed closely by the still-ticking vagrant, with an even more passionate appearance on her face. She's ready to catch it, having an intimate connection with how it's going to bounce... whether it strikes her opponent or not.
COMBATSYS: MayLee endures Aika's Assembly Required.
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MayLee 1/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1 Aika
Against, you know, logic, convenitonal wisdom, and all those other ridiculous notions, May Lee responds to the chair flying at her face by leaping /towards/ it in a little spin. Her scarf swirls about her, seeming to be moving in slow motion for just a moment as she exclaims, "Henshin!" and a flare of white chi shines across the buckle of her Power Belt.
When she lands, she's displaying a huge grin in Aika's direction, and being beaned /directly in the face/ doesn't diminish it any. Sure, she's bleeding from the nose, but she doesn't let her shake her confidence any; it's just not her way, if she can help it.
"You're really very strong!" she beamingly exclaims with a thumbs up, her voice a touch lower than it was moments ago. "Just--think of where you want to go!"
With that, she sucks in a breath, does a small cartwheel to carry herself a few feet away, and then ascends straight up in a tight little ball. Invisibly she's focusing intently to begin drawing invisble, weightless strands of fire chi about Aika's body in preparation.
"Rider..."
Each revolution is faster than the last, leading quite possibly to questions of /how/ she's avoiding getting tangle up in her scarf as it whips around her in increasingly dangerous fashion. Finally, she comes to a stop a few dozen feet above the park, body unfolded with her legs bent back and her arms high above her head.
Her smile gleams as it catches a little bit of sun just so.
"KIIIIIIIIIIIIICK!"
With that powerful shout, she darts down upon Aika in a blue and white blur, her red scarf flapping visibly behind her all the way. None of this should be particularly /surprising/ to Aika, and the kind of perverse logic that only fighters could indulge in - that is, giving a seeming fan a close up view of her signature move - is probably what drives this choice of actions to begin with.
Should she hit with the blow intended to strike /through/ the homeless warrior, she will ignite that fire chi in a thunderous explosion after circling her right hand quickly around her body then snapping the edge in against her chest at a 45 degree angle with the utterance of the word, "Bakusai!"
COMBATSYS: Aika endures MayLee's May Lee- The End!.
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MayLee 0/-------/-----==|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Aika
With epic hot-bloodedness comes an epic willingness to dramatically shout when your opponent just manages to sink your battleship. "WUAAAAAGH!" is Aika's choice of words as she jumps up after snatching her chair back after its epic projectile attack.
Most people with any kind of self-preservation probably is going to stare at a /Rider Kick/ coming their way with some kind of thought to get out of the way or block. Not Aika. Oh lordie loo, not Aika al-Nadra, who shouts, "Give me all you've got!!" as she jumps up into the air to try to meet it head-on, subconsciously hoping some sort of retard chance of fate turning her way is going to just happen out of the blue.
The moment May's foot meets Aika's face, the vagrant is positively glued to the sole of her shoe as she comes down with the explosive ignition erupting all over her, sending her sprawling on the ground unmoving for a moment. But the fire continues to burn!
"I can die happy now," Aika admits as she jitters uncontrollably, slamming her chair's legs to the ground as she pulls up. Unbelievably, she rises with renewed strength, gripping her weapon tighter and gaining a doubly-sure look on her (foot sole-imprinted) face.
"I'll give it all I've got! al-Nadra Secret Succession Technique!!" Aika strikes a pose, pulling her head to the heavens as her chi wells up in a fiery blaze even larger than before, eventually falling in to engulf her in a burnished battle aura. Nevermind that technically there /isn't/ anyone to succeed /anything/ from.
"CHAIR EXTEN-DO!" is passionately cried, with the folding chair transforming into... a folded chair! It is then thrust forward at hyperspeeds, which sails... just to the right of May Lee, easily dodged and perhaps making some wonder if she'd just blown her ultimate attack. But no...! Here comes Aika!
An unintelligible scream accompanies the vagrant warrior, who's got her right fist drawn back behind her chi-engulfed form... before she slams it forward, extending a spread palm of bright chi into May's chest to attempt to spring her towards that chair. It's accompanied with another primal shout with the drama cranked up to 11:
"SIIIIIIT...... DOOOOOOOOOOOWN!!!"
COMBATSYS: MayLee counters Do I Look Like Ikea from Aika with Blazing Intercept.
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MayLee 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\1 Aika
"Huh? Di--ooh! OH! Are--" May Lee begins as she pulls her arms up before herself in preparation... only to see a chair fly right by her head. She deflates a little as she turns her head to see it sitting there, forlorn with its feet stuck in the grass to seemingly no avail. "Well. Maybe n--wh--what?!"
Her head turns thanks to that shout, /just/ in time to see a glowing palm inches off from her chest. Her eyes are wide, and given that she's kind of relaxed thanks to the seemingly failed attack, her scarf is wrapped still around her neck and her expression is properly shocked as opposed to her lips being turned up into a huge smile.
"Woah!" She drives her hand out to lace her fingers with Aika's, grunting painfully at the burning chi and the sheer force of the blow. Her feet are pushed along the grass for a foot or two, and after shivering slightly she hisses, "N--no, we're--still--"
For the moment, she refrains from finishing her thought; instead, she twists into the inside of Aika's arm, then lets go to thrust her foot into the homeless warrior's chin in order to send her away.
"Fighting!"
If there's one thing about Aika's momentum, it's that it's like a freight train. And there's nothing scarier than a freight train's momentum being used against it - squish! Aika's countenance is almost feral as she tries her hardest to drive her attack in, but the more skilled of the two knows a thing or two better about how to twist aggression away, and away she goes with that face that can endure legendary amounts of punishment... onto her chair!
"My barbecued beef is on the line! I've got pride, you know -- I'm fighting for what I eat!" Aika exclaims with an enthusiastic and spirited grin on her face, even as she wobbles and threatens to collapse at any moment. "You might've turned away my best, but I'm not through yet!"
The homeless warrior is up into the air at that, eclipsing the sun for a moment as she whirls around with her chair to launch a gigantic sofa made /entirely out of chi/ to squish down on the Tae Kwon Do-ist. Afterwards, though, she mentally disconnects from her last burst of energy, and doesn't land so much as land thud on her butt.
COMBATSYS: Aika can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: MayLee blocks Aika's Sofa So Good.
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"Wh--but--but it's not like we can't go out to e--eek!"
And that's how May Lee wound up trapped beneath a giant glowing sofa. Sure, she dived away at the last moment, but it still fell atop her legs, and that's about as bad as blocking exploding balls of chi with one's arms.
When the couch vanishes, she pulls herself upright, shakes the cobwebs free, and groans softly as she jogs towards Aika to hold a hand down towards her. "That was very close!" she exclaims as the help is offered.
"Wow... that was tight! I mean, I thought I wasn't half bad, since I can beat up poor people who hold up rich people for money, but... wow!" Aika gasps shakily as she reaches towards one of the three May Lees in her sight, catching the wrong one's hand, and trying again. There.
"I think I learnt a thing or two from that," she shakily grins, despite the two heel indentations to her chin and the big boot pattern to her face.
May Lee hauls Aika to her feet powerfully once her hand is clasped, and then she throws an arm around her shoulder for the sake of steadying her. "Well, that's what /really/ matters; I fought with a mecha a few weeks ago, and I learned not to be standing there when mechas throw tanks at you, for example," she says conversationally as she slowly leads in walking them out of the park.
Aika takes that arm and clings to the (slightly) shorter gal without much hesitance and responds with enthusiasm, "No way! I mean, if I had a giant mecha, I'd be so much better off. And that is so rude! Throwing tanks around - I mean, that costs a lot of money! I would be happy if someone gave me a tank for free!"
"/Nobody/ needs a tank," May Lee says with a little wrinkle of the nose. "They're /dangerous/, and this one was a Shadaloo tank, so it was /extra/ dangerous. It was just... kind of beaten already, so it was convenient, I guess." Deep down, she is(and will be for a while) regretful over being unable to win that mecha over to the side of Justice, but she doesn't let it shake her demeanor too badly.
Especially not when there's a restaurant not too far down the street for lunch to be had. She's even got a little bit of extra money on account of her last, accidentally eruptive fight actually paying a diminished wage instead of being a one hundred percent charity affair, so covering the bill will be nice and easy.
COMBATSYS: MayLee has ended the fight here.
Log created on 20:49:19 06/18/2009 by MayLee, and last modified on 11:23:58 06/19/2009.