Description: What starts as a charity match between Marisol and Yurika escelates into a three-way battle royal (sort of) once Cammy forces her way into battle to take care of some personal business... Shadaloo Style. However, the show must go on! (Winner: Marisol)
On a whim and out of a feeling of charity, Marisol decided one good way to help out the city in need was to put what she was pretty good at to the test. And that is..?
Punching people in the face!
So when this RSCP thing popped up a bit after Southtown began to get back on its feet, Marisol was more than eager to throw her name out to the proverbial sharks. It's for a good cause, and what is EVEN BETTER is that Marisol gets some practice in the meantime without feeling terribly guilty about it all. As far as she is concerned RSCP is one of the best things to come out of the invasion.
So here she is, late afternoon in some random train station in Japan, clad in a light-weight white hoodie with a blue armband over one sleeve and a pair of cozy khaki Capri pants. Absently sipping from a can of iced tea, she watches the trains come and go, people arriving and departing in some mad hurry all around her while she chillaxes, the perfect image of calm. Her RSCP scheduled said to meet Yurika here for their designated match, and wait she does. She just hopes that Ms. Kirishima isn't going to stand her up.
Oh but it isn't just any station, the match was set specificly at Namba Station out in Osaka, a starting line that has a wiiide stretch of platforms, plenty of free reign if one is skilled at train-hopping at least.
Yurika Kirishima didn't take the train here, however, this may be evident since she is soon seen coming up the escalator carrying her black violin-case and, as usual, sporting her light-blue Seijyun uniform with the pink RSCP armband on her right arm. She had been keeping light tabs on Marisol and some of the other Pacific students since someone she was fond of was attending Pacific and.. Well.. Let's face it a lot of students there seem to come off as bullies in her humble opinion! The real surprise, however, was Marisol's background.. Yurika wasn't certain what to make of that, it seemed like a waste in a way. But with the semester long over it's now about 'punching faces' as it were.
The crowd is already here and getting fired up for some much-needed entertainment, both fighters are introduced by the announcer and each met with cheers, for Marisol mainly roars and whoops, and Yurika applause. The musician approaches Marisol with a small smile, "Miss O'Connell.. I hope I didn't keep you waiting.." she murmurs.
Meanwhile, Marisol hasn't really kept up on Yurika beyond seeing her name in the newspaper, her face on the news and even scandalous tabloids. Possibly fan fiction websites as well, but that's another story altogether. So her opinion of the girl is neutral at best; she doesn't really know her or enough to formulate an impression.
Not /yet/ anyway.
When she arrives Marisol doesn't really seem to notice, however much the girl stands out among the common folk around the platform. Only when she is finally introduced by the announcer does the young lady spit her tea before she tosses her can aside, hurriedly pushing off the wall and moving in to meet Yurika halfway.
"Uh, sorry," she explains, "And you didn't keep me waiting. I was kind of enjoying watching people scurry about." Sparing a glance to the girl's arm, she notes the color pink before she looks back to the soft-voiced young musician. This girl's a fighter? Seriously..?
"Er...well...I guess we ought to get this thing started, huh?" she wonders, taking a step back before idly popping her knuckles, waiting for the announcer's cue. "I'll wish you good luck, in that case. So...good luck??" The cheering crowds are easily ignored; she has had plenty of practice in learning how to drown out such distractions. "Don't hold back!"
It had been.. Quite some time since Yurika had really been in any open battles, it's of no surprise to the young musician that Marisol would be confused by what she sees. And yet there she is, and she clearly has -some- sort of fanbase, and we're pretty sure they are not tabloid maniacs thank you! ... Maybe. .... Hopefully.
Yurika looks Marisol over fairly subtly, and gives a nod of agreement, "I understand the feeling, I do a bit of people watching myself." Yurika starts and cringes a little to the sound of popping knuckles. Augh, why do people do that! "That said, yes it'd be best to get things started quickly, best of luck to you, Miss O'connell.. And. I'll try my best." Try her best to not hold back?? It's possible!
The musician undoes the latches of her case, twirls a touch on her foot and throws the case in the air, landing in the arms of the announcer; her violin settled on her left shoulder, and an unusually long, sharp-tipped bow in her right, held outward like a sword. Yurika appears to be ready!
COMBATSYS: Yurika has started a fight here.
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Yurika 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Marisol has joined the fight here.
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Marisol 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Yurika
At /least/ one member of the audience is just about silent as she watches the fight to be. Probably because once, when she was three, she clapped at a trick that her demolitions instructor did, and in recompense for this grave error she was thrown into a twenty foot deep pool with a tiger shark, then made to flay her still-living instructor alive once she crawled free from the waters with the twitching corpse of the predator clutched in her tiny toddler fist.
It's a well-kept secret that Shadaloo is one of the world's foremost donors to organizations dedicated to the preservation of rare and endangered species.
Cammy does, however, offer a sharp, shrill whistle by pressing her fingers to her lips and blowing as if giving the signal to a fire team; all the better to try and blend in a little more than the Pacific High girl's uniform and thinly framed glasses she's sporting might allow for.
Just after the announcer catches Yurika's violin case, his distress at being bowled over onto his ass by a sudden punch at the side of his head is sent through his microphone, and shortly thereafter the audience pretty much divides itself up in the course of seeking out the culprit, which reveals the Killer Bee retracting her right fist from where the announcer's head was.
"Yurika Kirishima," she says as she sets her eyes evenly on the organizer for this whole shindig. "I am here for your debt. We may negotiate now or after you have awoken. Decide."
COMBATSYS: Cammy has joined the fight here.
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Marisol 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Cammy
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Well, so far she seems okay, but there's still an incredible amount of lingering doubt in Marisol's mind that Yurika will be capable of holding up against her MAN-LIKE MIGHT in a fight. She looks so fragile, like some delicate flower or some porcelain doll. Part of the half-Spaniard girl is actually hesitant to PUNCH her for fear of shattering her like a priceless vase.
Fortunately, in reality, that is entirely unlikely--and not the case, which is what Marisol will likely discover quickly enough. For now, she simply grins. "Thanks!" she replies, sounding a little chipper about it all, idly bouncing on her sneakered heels. It'd be a lie to say that Marisol isn't just a little excited about it. So much so she doesn't really notice the shrill whistle from Cammy Incognito.
However, that enthusiasm kind of falters when the girl thrusts her violin bow forward. A bow..?
Just when the fight is about to start, Marisol finds things get a little complicated when the announcer is punched onto his ass. Glancing toward where he once stood, there's an obvious look of surprise and confusion when Cammy is revealed as the culprit. Well, she certainly doesn't seem familiar, and Marisol likes to think she knows most of the students at Pacific.
"Debt..?" Sliding her eyes back onto Yurika, Marisol looks even MORE confused. "Man, you've got debt collectors after you? Are you in the mob or something?"
COMBATSYS: Marisol takes no action.
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Marisol 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Cammy
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Yurika pauses in her stance, her dark eyes shift to glance in Cammy's general direction. She doesn't really know much about the woman talking to her if.. Anything at all, really, the musician always had to leave it to Kurow for Shadaloo matters. The bad part for her, however, is she also isn't entirely certain what it if Cammy is referring to, and why it has to be settled at an awkward time like now.
".. I.. I'm.. Not entirely certain myself, though that is an odd conclusion." Yurika replies, her heartrate starting to pick up already. What should she do? The musician taps her bow lightly against her cheek, "I suppose I'd be wasting my time asking for your name, but now is definatly not the best time to be asking for negotiations of any sort. My apologies."
The musician pauses for a brief moment, and then faces Marisol once more, "I hope you are fine with continuing then.."
COMBATSYS: Yurika takes no action.
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Marisol 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Cammy
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Yurika 0/-------/-------|
"Very well."
Really, Cammy is just about ignorant as to who Yurika is, beyond what information is present in Shadaloo's files. While she's mainly here on her own volition - unusual, but not /wholly/ unhead of - she has bears no proper ill-will or malice for the girl. It's simple, mathematically efficient necessity that guides her actions, and even at being kind of, sort of rebuffed, she maintains that even keel.
Even when she practically vanishes in the course of sprinting from her place amongst the crowd to dart towards Yurika in order to try dragging her down to the ground by an arm, she is really quite even. It's not the most painful of maneuvers, but it /is/ sudden, and it might well put her in position to do further damage should she manage to outpower the Seijyun student.
Watching Cammy as Yurika speaks to her, Marisol wonders just what the hell is going on here--and what she may or may not have somehow gotten herself into. She remains quiet nonetheless, speaking neither to Cammy nor the musician, though when Yurika regards the redhead Marisol looks back to her with a puzzled expression. Continue?
"Are you sure?" the half-Spaniard girl wonders. "That girl just punched the announcer like five feet off his feet. I think she means business." It's just a question now of what sort of business Yurika has been putting her dainty little hands into!
When Marisol looks BACK to the blonde Killer Bee, she's gone. Startled, she turns when the gust of air that passes her by, finally catching sight of the Doll making her ambush on Yurika. "H-hey!" cries the redhead, looking incredibly offended. "She's MY opponent, you know! Who said you could barge in here and steal my RSCP...uh, points? I don't know! But--!"
Reeling a fist back, Marisol attempts to quickly drive her fist right into the small of Cammy's back.
"I was here first!"
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits Yurika with Quick Throw.
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She means business? ".. You think so?" Yurika asks, playing dumb. But it works for her! "It seems like common ruffian behavior to me though.. Perhaps she just wishes to be part of this in her own way. A little troubling, but.."
That's when Cammy comes in, and Yurika doesn't seem to be able to resist well seeing as both her hands are occupied. Her attempts to twist away instead turns into a slam to the floor back-first, though she rolls to the side to quickly get to her feet.
"I think it'd be best to roll with it for now, Miss O'Connell, the cameras are rolling!" And then Yurika strikes toward.. Marisol? What kind of brilliant plan is the young musician up to? She raises her bow to her violin and plays the shortest of tunes, hopping back as she swings her bow outward. And following the swing is a ring of colorful, musical energy that flies like a buzzsaw toward the spaniard. It may look pretty but there's plenty of impact behind the technique!
COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges Marisol's Light Punch.
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"Grimly Jovial Lord Vega did," Cammy coldly replies as she twists to let Marisol's fist graze harmlessly along her back. "Do not intervene. You will not appreciate the result."
Her fist begins to cock back... only to settle slightly when Yurika attacks Marisol /regardless/. Her head cants to one side as she considers whether this is some strange form of capitulation or simple panick, but her conclusion winds up being that it doesn't really matter, because it's less attention being paid her. She takes advantage by leaping towards the violinist, tucking into a tight little ball of democracy-hating death along the way.
As she descends, she unfolds with her arm extended towards the front of Yurika's dress with the intention of clutching the material in her little fist so that she can once again be dragged towards her back. This time, however, rather than the ground, Cammy means to maneuver herself deftly so that she's waiting beneath Yurika with her knees pointed up to serve as a jagged landing place.
COMBATSYS: Marisol blocks Yurika's Tragic Serenade.
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Marisol 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Cammy
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Don't intervene? Vega??
"I'll do what I please!" the girl barks in response, all but glaring at Cammy's back. She doesn't quite immediately respond to Yurika; instead, Marisol plants a foot and pushes back, giving herself just a smidgeon of distance between the Zero Doll and her own body. Then? Yurika hits the ground. Marisol offers a sympathetic wince.
At least she didn't shatter into a thousand pieces..?
"R-roll with this? What do you mean? What if this crazy girl is trying to kill you HEY WAIT A SECOND!"
A quick tune hums from her violin, and as result a ring of sonic chi projects itself from the instrument, flying for the girl. Bringing her arms up, Marisol shields her body from the brunt of it, arms stinging as that chi cuts against her. "D-damn it that wasn't very fair. Now I'm just confused!"
Then Cammy leaps at Yurika, attempting to snare her in dangerous grasp before expertly attempting to hurt her in new and exciting ways. Furrowing her brows, the redhead looks confused. "Goddamnit," she mutters. "I don't even know what's going on anymore." But hey, a fight's a fight, right?
Which means Marisol charges in once more and attempts to drive a fist at Cammy's...whatever she can manage to hit after she's through with Yurika. If it impacts a swell of dandelion-yellow energy erupts at the point of impact, lancing clear through with a bright burst. "HRAAAGH!"
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits Yurika with Flying Neck Hunt.
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Marisol 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Cammy
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".. Oh, I.. Sorry.." Yurika replies to Marisol, looking apologetic. To those more understanding of the situation, which is to say, probably no one, it seems that Yurika intends to win the match even with a bee hunting her down. The only problem, however, is that Cammy is landing some very good attacks, if Yurika even manages to be Marisol, she's not going to have any left for Cammy at this point.. Troublesome indeed. But if she focuses on Cammy, then Marisol will keep the advantage if her own defenses can't keep up.
Hmn, Lord Vega. Well, she can't say she's surprised but that still doesn't shed much light on the subject.. It could be one of two matters. Or maybe it's both, it's difficult to say and she's not really in a position to openly question it. That said, perhaps 'ensured' survival is the best course of action to take after all. "Hmn.. That's curious, I can't think of a reason why anyone would want to kill me, that is a little .. Intense, don't you thi-MMK?" Once more the assassin gets the musician, Yurika hardly has a moment to sweep free as she's grabbed and with a yelp of pain and a sound KRIK her back hits knee, and practically bounces off the other to flump onto the ground once more. Her weapons still clutched, Yurika makes a tumble toward a conveniently near trash bin and slips behind it, finger raised to pluck at one of the strings of her violin. An unorthodox technique to shift the chi within as she conteplates her next move.
COMBATSYS: Yurika calculates her next move.
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Marisol 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Cammy
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COMBATSYS: Marisol successfully hits Cammy with Bee Sting.
- Power hit! -
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Marisol 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Cammy
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Cammy's entire body stiffens, and then goes terribly slack, to the point that it almost seems as if the lance of energy that she's impaled upon is all that's keeping her upright. She doesn't lose her footing, however, thanks to training and sheer force of will, though her hand does press to the place on her stomach from whence the lance exited her body.
And then she turns soundlessly on her heels and her eyes lock onto Marisol.
"You were warned," she crisply says, before... darting towards the crowd to try briefly blending in amongst them. There /are/ people shrieking in surprise or jolting slightly forward due to being disturbed by her, but she's doing her best to move through while at least making herself an annoying target to cleanly hit. She wishes to use the time to take the measure of /both/ of her opponents and Yurika in particular before returning to the fray, still set on doing exaxctly what it is she came to, warnings or no.
COMBATSYS: Cammy calculates her next move.
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"Pfft, I guess there's no need to apologize," Marisol calls back to Yurika after punching CHI through the Bee with her ironically-named assault. "Free for all it is, I guess!" Even if this blonde Vega goon seems intent on knocking Yurika the hell out for...whatever reason. She's still not sure, but Marisol is nearly convinced that this is some sort of mob-related situation.
When Cammy curtly speaks, Marisol just blinks before sighing and lifting her hands. "Okay, okay, gosh. I'm just saying that if you come up here and start butting yourself into my fights you should expect to get your ass kicked too," the half-Spaniard girl explains casually. "Not that I have a clue what the hell your issue is with Miss Muffit there." She goes quiet, folding her arms and pursing her lips.
And it would seem that everyone else decides to stand by, waiting for the other.
The seconds tick by, and Marisol's brow twitches.
Quiet. So quiet. So...passive...so...
"AUGH FINE! I give in! I'll punch someone!" the redhead barks, making a charge RIGHT AT YURIKA with every intention of slamming her fist right into the musician's tender stomach. "RAGH!"
COMBATSYS: Marisol successfully hits Yurika with Medium Punch.
Glancing Blow
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Marisol 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Cammy
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Upon hearing Marisol's cry Yurika.. Well. She really can't help but chuckle a little in amusement. The poor thing, though she's also a little surprised that it ends up being the boxer that comes after her instead of the Killer Bee. Not that she'll really complain! ".. YEEK!" looking up at Marisol she leaps and flips to vault herself over the garbage bin with the intent of cleanly avoiding Marisol's blow ni the process.. Well, she sort of does it, instead the spaniards punch ends up giving Yurika a little more air, the musician's eyes crossing for a brief moment.
The crowd is chaotic, Yurika doesn't want to risk hurting anyone in order to get to Cammy so the musician will just have to wing it for now. She makes a dart toward Marisol then, making a somewhat graceful leap seconds before otherwise outright crashing into the girl to press her heels against the other's gut. The musician then twists herself around and uses Marisol as a springboard intending too, in the process, launch the spaniard right against the metal binny!
A woman and child are thrown to either side as Cammy emerges from the crowd to try intersecting with Yurika's falling arc. By the time she's out of the crowd, it's even more chaotic than it was when she entered it, with debris from trash bins and personal belongings strewn every which way, and people picking themselves up from the ground... and... backing up to a safer distance to keep watching because even after being embroiled in a way, this town is basically full of crazy people.
Her right fist extends towards the violinist in a vicious uppercut meant to drive her painfully to the concrete instead of the careful landing that might be intended, and then if able she'll draw back to adopt a loose approximation of a boxer's guard.
COMBATSYS: Marisol fails to interrupt Quick Throw from Yurika with Snap Wind.
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Marisol 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Cammy
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SURPRISE, YURIKA!
Though she for the most part simply grazes the musician, it's enough to put the fear of God (hopefully) into the young woman. Marisol follows the girl's fall, eyes hooding slightly as the younger Kirishima makes her charge, attempting to dive at her HEEL FIRST with both feet. Snapping a hand out, the half-Spaniard tries to slap her legs aside before driving a punch into her jaw--
But fails. As result she's sent flying backwards, right into aforementioned metal binny-thing. Hitting it hard, the thing buckles beneath her back, the gray-eyed girl wobbling her head a bit before she hops back up and points a finger at Yurika. But before she can speak what's truly on her mind, Cammy is trying to punch Yurika in two.
"Uh, look out?" is ultimately Marisol's half-hearted response.
COMBATSYS: Yurika blocks Cammy's Fierce Punch.
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Marisol 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Cammy
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"By the way.. It's not Miss Muffet," Yurika murmurs back to Marisol, and hey look at that Yurika does NOT get punched into two halves! Cammy is quick, but the musician is just a little quicker, she swinging her bow outward to meet Cammy's protected fist and redirect it's impact completely.. Very impressive considering she wasn't even touching the ground when she did that. We will dub this as 'hax'. After her landing there's a bit of a vicious smirk on her features, despite her running around, she did want Cammy up close, "This.. Could end up very troublesome, I'll be quite annoyed if it does." she murmurs. Despite the smile there's definatly an edge of annoyance in her tone, but then as Yurika raises her bow to her violin.. She blurrs. Vweet, if you will.
Cammy may or may not catch it but Yurika's very quickly moved behind the assassin, and following a surprisingly pleasent tune, the musician is spinning on one foot like a top, her musical energy flaring with life and twirling around her like a ribbon. The only problem is that should Cammy get caught in the whirlwind she's going to be asaulted as if the technique were a volley of energetic punches and then thrown away on top of it!
COMBATSYS: Cammy auto-guards Yurika's Tragic Lullaby!
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Like a number of things, music is banned for everyone in Shadaloo but the Dolls and perhaps the Elites, so the pleasant tune surrounding Yurika actually kind of resonates instead of drawing blank stares of non-understanding. Perhaps later, she'll try and steal a record of something similar to listen to while hoping that Lord Vega won't see fit to use it as a skeet target the next time that she fails.
All of that aside, though, it's as deadly as it is beautiful, which requires action. Which is why Cammy is just kind of standing there, rigid and tense and alert.
Until out of nowhere she turns on her heel, drives her hand through the whirlwind during a pause between notes, and grabs Yurika's wrist to break the contact between her bow and the violin's strings.
"You damaged Lord Vega's property," she flatly says as she looks to Yurika's eyes. "He will accept one half of this charity's earnings in recompense for injuring Juni." Those terse words are followed by a powerfully uttered, "Cannon Spike!"
Releasing her grip on the songstress, Cammy flips heel over head and jets upwards with her right boot primed to slam right into Yurika's jaw and give her a place from which to spring off of in order to return to a standing position.
Looks like Yurika's gotten herself into quite a mess, thinks Marisol.
"I'm so glad I am not her right now," the redhead absently mumbles aloud. Shortly after she simply shakes her head, watching as the young musician's musical attack is deftly handled with frightening agility by the Shadaloo Doll. Tilting her head a bit, she just watches. "That doesn't seem good for you, Yurika." The attack, she means. "Uh, look...out??"
Giving her head another shake, Marisol's gray eyes widen a touch. "Well, whatever! I don't want to get left out of this, 'cause if I win, hey, charity wins!" Fortunately, the conversation of Lord Vega and his property seem to fall upon deaf half-Spaniard ears. Instead she gives her face an idle slap-slap with her open hands before dropping them and curling fingers into fists. "Let's go! Let's do this!"
So since Cammy is ganging up on poor delicate Yurika (well in Marisol's mind), Marisol makes her move on the Doll once more, attempting to unleash a four-part combo of driving punches at the Zero Doll and deliver unto her some hurteth! "RAAAGH!"
COMBATSYS: Yurika parries Cammy's Cannon Spike!
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Yurika is in a bit of trouble. Just a little, though. And while Marisol may not have heard Cammy's words, Yurika certainly heard her and her lips draw to a frown for a moment. Well.. Yeah, she wouldn't want to be in her shoes either. "I'll be fine, Miss O'Connell. I may not look it but I'm quite the skilled fighter.. And the old saying goes 'the show must go on', does it not?" Oops, Cammy broke out with a bit of awesome. Er, too much awesome really, the musician can only blink in surprise to the very very impressive counter-attack. Not many people do that.
Then she looks to Cammy as if she were an utter madman, ".... H- He can't do that," the musician stammers back quietly, dark eyes wide in shock. Too shocked, in fact, to be furious. That wasn't even her fault, now that she understands what's going on! The good news is that spike of shock is enough to make Yurika, for even a couple of seconds, move as fast as she ever had before, the musician appears to be cracked right under the jaw, but reveals itself to be a musical after-image, the real self crouched on the ground the moment she was released. She waits briefly for Marisol's assault, then swings her bow upward, a trail of energy following the swing as she intends to knock Cammy up into the air yet again, and leaps up afterward to apply an 'x' slash with her bow, a kick to the gut and a final overhead smash with the blunt side of her unusual weapon!
COMBATSYS: Yurika successfully hits Cammy with Tragic Waltz EX.
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COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges Marisol's Rapid Combo.
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Chi is in no way Cammy's friend. Lord Vega hates chi. He sometimes dresses people up in costumes reminiscent of those worn by world-famous chi-channeling fighters just to kill them in horrible ways. It's anathemic to his own terrifying violet energies, and that vulnerability has been passed down from the mad general of Shadaloo to his vat-grown progeny.
So just as Marisol did earlier, Yurika strikes her soundly with the despised energy, sending the Zero Doll skidding painfully along the ground when she comes down from her undesired trip.
After vaulting up to her feet with a twist of her legs, Cammy drags a hand across her face to wipe a trickle of blood from her nostrils, and after lowly saying, "Yes. Yes, He can," she darts across the platform only to stop beside Yurika, where she twists at the hips suddenly to send the back of her fist screaming towards the back of the violinist's skull.
As Yurika calmly explains that she's a fighter, Marisol cannot help but offer a rather dumbfounded sort of expression in response. Really? Her? But she looks so dainty and delicate! At any moment she half expects the girl to disintegrate behind the force of the Doll's punch or one of her own. "Ah, if you s-say so," Marisol manages to blurt, knuckles curling into fists.
She makes her move, but Cammy is faster. Avoiding the strike altogether, there's a faint curse from Marisol's full lips. But she's not entirely out of dodge; Yurika's combination assault which includes HER INSTRUMENT the redhead blinks a bit in surprise as the Doll goes flying. Tilting her head, she winces a bit.
"Okay, so maybe you /are/," she comments back to the musician.
Once again, the two are at each other's throats, with Cammy making her move on the younger Kirishima. Frowning lightly, the half-Spaniard girl finds herself in a mild bind. This Shadaloo goon is an obvious threat, and she's not quite sure what Vega has to do with a musician like Yurika, but...
"Oh god you guys are making this so hard for me!"
Moving after Cammy, Marisol attempts to drive a straight punch into the Doll before she pulls an arm back and shoots off and uppercut. To seal the deal, she'll pivot sharply on her heel and swing a leg around, attempting to drive a nasty spinning hook kick into the side of her head. "Why're you ambushing that girl in the middle of a fight, anyway?" she wonders aloud in the midst of it all. "Are you scared of her?"
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits Yurika with Axle Spin Knuckle.
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"Hmph.. Troublesome.." Yurika murmurs, mainly to herself. An issue Yurika will likely have to work out at a later date, for now she's gotten herself in another pickle battle-wise, as Cammy is using a bit of her own blazing speed now.. However Yurika can see it quite well. Feel it rather, her eyes drawing shut for a moment and her stance tightens briefly. Her arm then swings upward, intending to defend, though unfortunatly that isn't quite what happens and backhand lands true, she lets out a pained groan as she staggers forward and falls to the floor, yet even in her dizzied state she manages to pull off another awkward tumble to get herself to her feet with a slight teeter. That'll give a girl double-vision all right!
This has been a rather unfortunate spiral downward, at this point it's going to be impossible to keep even footing with Marisol as well as fending off the not-quite-rabid Doll. Yurika once again joins in with Marisol's assault, light on her feet as she races foward and thrusts her sharp weapon toward each of the Doll's shoulders.. "Interesting question," she agrees. The strikes that follow are almost like a choreographed dance as she twirls in a full circle to follow-up with a diagonal slash, and upward strike under the chin and finally a quick combination of a low sweep to knock Cammy off her feet and then a full downward slash as if to slice Cammy in half. Naturally, such a thing couldn't happen with such a blunt sided weapon.
COMBATSYS: Yurika successfully hits Cammy with Fatal Requiem.
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COMBATSYS: Cammy just-defends Marisol's Iron Whip!
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"Efficacy," Cammy says... directly to Marisol as she clutches the Spaniard's heal right in her palm. "Did you not concentrate on one another before me? Tell me where my tactics are misplaced."
She is consumed in the tornado that is Yurika right afterwards, unfortunately for her, and once again she's thrown off of her feet by the surprisingly able-bodied Kirishima girl. Her disguise has taken enough punishment by now that it scarcely conceals the blue sweater/swimsuit hybrid Shadaloo uniform beneath, and so she rips it free and tosses it away before pushing herself up to her feet.
"Stand -- down," she exhales with a bit of effort before going low and dashing towards the violinist to try mounting her shoulders and trapping her head between either thigh so that she can be flipped to the ground in one quick moment of full-bodied rotation.
Her heel caught, there's a visible look of surprise on the redhead's face as she meets the surprisingly mature-sounding Doll eye to eye. But when she begins to patronize her (in Marisol's mind, anyway) the young woman's face shifts into an expression of annoyance. "Pft, you came barging in!" she barks. "Taking my fight away from me! What else am I supposed to do? Stand here while you beat up that girl?" Pause.
"Actually, don't answer that. I know what you'll say."
Snapping her foot back, Marisol hops back, giving herself some distance from Cammy. She half-anticipates the girl to retaliate against her, but she doesn't; in fact, it would seem Yurika still has massive Doll aggro. "You really pissed this chick off," she idly tells the musician. Sadly, she cannot bring herself to attack Yurika. Instead, the girl furrows her brows a bit.
So she again pursues the Zero Doll, attempting to come up behind her once she's dealt with Yurika and, drive her skull straight into the blonde with a--!!
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits Yurika with Frankensteiner.
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Marisol 0/-------/-----==|=======\==-----\1 Cammy
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"Mmn.. Yes, so it seems." Yurika replies calmly enough, inwardly still very very aggrivated. Of all the trouble she had been expecting, this one certainly was not on of them. The important thing was not to panic, of course. All she needed was a little time to think and she'd be able to pull herself out of the problem.. It's exactly what Kurow would do! .. Though he'd probably slice Cammy to ribbons on top of it as a message- She's still working on that part (and would admittadly prefer to avoid it) Stand down the doll says, ".. Right."
As in the 'yeah right' variety. Once the disguise comes off, though, there's even more confusion within the many that are still watching; some of those many just so happen to be a couple of YFCC volunteers whom believe they recognize the assasin.. Long story short some bodies are under assumption of the worst and go storming out of the subway; one of them may even be clever enough to call the cops!
Yurika is then captured by the Doll once more, and with a grunt she puts up a bit of resistance but with no avail, easily lifted and then slammed violently to the floor. A few cellphone cameras go off.
Thrown into another spot of dizziness, Yurika keeps a desperate hold on her weapons, and forces herself upward with tired breaths, missing Marisol's rather barbaric headbutt. How shameful. With the last of her fighting energy, she raises her bow to her violin and once again the subway is filled with alarmingly serene music, though the notes are quick, almost mimicing a calm turning into a storm. Suddenly the musician is moving quickly, blazing past both fighters though attempting to cross-chop her weapon across Cammy's eyes first, and as she passes an abnormally large music stave-shaped energy would keep herself and Cammy connected.. And at the instant her piece cuts off the barlines and notes would snap back and assault the Killer Bee in rapid succession! And of course afterward she'd drop to her knee, seemingly quite finished.
Rather complex use of chi there.
COMBATSYS: Yurika can no longer fight.
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Marisol 0/-------/-----==|=======\==-----\1 Cammy
COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges Yurika's Fatal Nocturne.
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Marisol 0/-------/-----==|=======\==-----\1 Cammy
COMBATSYS: Cammy endures Marisol's Headbutt.
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Marisol 0/-------/----===|=======\====---\1 Cammy
Faced with a headbutt from Marisol and a musical staff from the girl who's already brutalized her rather thoroughly thus far, Cammy decides to stand her ground with the boxer while throwing herself free from the hateful outburst of energy. Thus, she snaps her hands to the undersides of the Spaniard's arms, clutches tightly and pitches the both of them to the right as her nose breaks beneath the impact of that headbutt. The Killer Bee grimaces all the way until they land, at which point she turns... well, /one/ eye up to Marisol because the other is just about swollen shut now.
"Lock--on," she forces out before vanishing into thin air.
Instantly, there's panick amongst the crowd as people and things go flying wildly, both due to Cammy using them as platforms and makeshift steps without a care. She's hurting, she's facing the possibility of being brought down on a mission she technically wasn't meant to undertake, and she's /furthermore/ faced with a dangerously fresh opponent who she's largely been ignoring in favour of her actual target. All of those things lend a sense of urgency to her movements, and the Psycho Power that burns within her certainly doesn't hurt either when it comes to flagrantly breaking physical laws.
After several seconds, Cammy begins to become visible as she does her dance of bounding off of every surface on the platform that will support her, though always as if seen through the corner of an eye, or as if not quite real. And soon after that, she begins to dart towards Marisol, sometimes with punches or kicks or hard shoves that carry the weight of flesh and bone, and sometimes with ghostly strikes with no substance to speak of.
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits Marisol with Killer Bee Assault.
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Marisol 1/---====/=======|-------\-------\0 Cammy
Hey it hit!
Hey! ...wait, what--
Just when she thinks she's got the better of the Killer Bee, Cammy just up and vanishes. Blinking with surprise, the redhead looks around, confused and a little startled as people around her begin to panic. Following the cries and gasps as people are used while the ninja-like Doll flips and flops around off of them, the girl tries to keep up. It's almost impossible--no, it is.
So there's a sudden gasp of surprise when Cammy just reappears and starts punching and shoving and kicking and God knows what else at unfathomable speeds that all bludgeon the ever-loving crap out of the half-Spaniard girl. Only when the Zero Doll relents does the girl sag to her knees, bleeding and bruised and looking like a bloodied mess after it all.
But...she smirks.
"That was pretty good," the girl replies, looking up with one eye shut. "You're fast."
She stumbles back to her feet, her body continuing forward in a light jog. But rather sudden is the burst of speed she employs, her body thrown forward as she clenches fists. With a guttural yell Marisol attempts to deliver four unforgiving hooks at Cammy's already-swollen and bruised face before she'll draw back. Clenching a fist painfully tight, muscles flex and flesh groans as it's strained, her arm as tense as steel before she fires off a lunging strike, attempting to slam that tightly-coiled fist clean into the blonde's chest. "HRAAAGH!"
COMBATSYS: Cammy blocks Marisol's Atom Smasher.
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Marisol 0/-------/----===|==-----\-------\0 Cammy
Once the first hook has fallen, Cammy manages to adjust to Marisol's newfound swiftness well enough to bring her arms up and absorb the force of the other three. It's far from harmless, as there's an incredible amount of pain stinging her bones and muscles, but it's better than it could have been by far; her jaw is already broken from the punch that /did/ land.
The blow aimed at her chest is caught in Cammy's palm, and after meeting Marisol's eye for one brief, chilly moment she pushes the boxer away, then falls back herself to take a momentary breather.
COMBATSYS: Cammy gains composure.
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Marisol 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Cammy
Withdrawing once Cammy has successfully (albeit painfully) weathered the blows, Marisol's thin brows furrow slightly. Taking a few cautious steps back, she gives the blonde distance, tilting her head a bit before she just smirks. Absently her tongue flicks out, running over her busted lip; of course, this was a mistake. She winces. Damn it.
"Well, you've beaten her up," the redhead explains, half-turning away from Cammy to pace back toward Yurika with a noticeable limp in her step. "I guess your work here is done?" If this keeps up, who knows how many more innocent people will be stepped on or punched in the face? Part of the redhead, though loathed to just step down, doesn't want to have that happen.
"Sooooo, I guess you're done here?" Cautiously she'll turn away, glancing around before she attempts to flag down some semblance of a medic to help the musician. "I mean, if you wanna flitter away unnoticed, I guess that's okay. I'll give you a few seconds to prance off back to that Lord Vega of yours if you wanna..."
In truth, the bravado masks her intentions of giving herself--like the Doll--a chance to breathe. Damn, that chick is kind of scary when she gets going.
COMBATSYS: Marisol takes no action.
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Marisol 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Cammy
Yurika is down, but most certainly not out she's just.. Well, quite exhausted, but even in her downed state she's trying to keep her eye on the situation. That Cammy is now attacking Marisol isn't much of a surprise.. She's not certain how she feels about the Spaniard suddenly backing off now. It isn't difficult for her to understand why, but, ".. Miss O'Connell.. I think it'd be best.. To finish or run away.." she gasps, "Highly doubtful.. She will cease.."
Well barring a timely interruption, but that's a bit tough a situation to depend on happening soon. And it probably isn't easy to hear her over the subway noise pollution but who knows! But Yurika bides her time for the moment, trying to muster up her energy again.
Cammy's eyes rest on Marisol like the blue wells of nothingness they are for several contemplative seconds. She really /does/ have no reason whatsoever to worry about bringing Marisol down; even her last attack was more of an instinctual thing than anything else, and now that she's got a moment to be driven by something else, it's difficult to find a reason to risk Lord Vega's displeasure anymore than she already might be by being here.
Also, negotiations pending Yurika's awakening /was/ an option. It wouldn't do to dishonor that.
So Cammy silently walks into the crowd to snatch the briefcase from a downed businessman too shocked to really put up might of a fight to keep it. One corner of it is smacked with the heel of her hand, and then she crouches down to fiddle with its contents for some time before rising with two slips of paper in hand.
One, reading 'I do not have a reason to hit you anymore. You are a very adequate boxer. You may continue to retain consciousness', slipped to Marisol.
The other, reading 'I will find you once you have recovered. We will talk then.' - is pushed into Yurika's hand, and then with her fist tight and ready in case Marisol actually takes the advice given her, she stands there and returns her eyes to the Spaniard.
COMBATSYS: Cammy takes no action.
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Yurika's voice actually surprises Marisol, as she essentially half-anticipated the girl to maybe be too tired to speak or unconscious--something other than awake. She blinks twice before she slants her gaze toward the musician, tanned, bruised features puzzled before she cautiously shifts her gray eyes back onto the Doll. Best to finish? Highly doubtful she'll cease?
"I dunno," the girl mutters, rubbing gingerly at her aching side. She doesn't SEEM very hostile, but...
Surprised when Cammy yoinks a briefcase from a shellshocked bystander, she just observes her fiddling about. Briefly, though, her gaze shifts back to Yurika, a helpless and very confused shrug offered before she looks back. It's about then the Doll moves toward them with...papers?
Keeping a neutral stance and posture about her, the redhead accepts the note, staring down at it reading over the scrawled note. "Aww, thanks!" she offers, oddly chipper before she looks toward Yurika before glancing back up to Cammy. The redhead makes no move to assault the Doll.
"To be honest I don't really have much of a reason to keep punching you. Well, no, I do," she admits. "Not going to lie about that. Part of me kind of does want to keep throwing fists but, y'know. This was all kind of unexpected." Pausing from her rambling, the girl lifts her arm and absently rubs at her shoulder. "But since you're not going to assault me anymore--" SO SHE SAYS IN WRITING "--I don't really see a need to keep it up." So what is she trying to say..?
"I guess if you're going to leave Miss Muffet alone I'm not going to bother you anymore, so.
"You're free to go?" She sounds almost puzzled at the fact such a thing came out of her mouth.
"You, uh, okay?" she asides quickly after to Yurika, her eyes still on Cammy.
COMBATSYS: Marisol takes no action.
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".. Peachy.. Thank you." Yurika affirms to Marisol, for the most part. The note she's given Yurika doesn't even look at, instead tucking it somewhere within her many many frills as her vision's too blurred to read it. But she's quite a tough cookie; a student of both Raizo and Kurow has to be after all.. Not that anyone knows that. Still she cringes as she gets to her feet, violin and bow still clutched tightly and the musician a touch slouched, and as if she didn't even hear Marisol turns and stumbles upon the next train, apparently deciding that the situation will have to be what it is. SO unless there's any intervening, the lacey princess is out of there, off to some other part of japan!
And yes, this indeed makes Marisol the winner, and the camera crew decides to finally take this moment to beat feet as well. They must be paid pretty well to stick around some something like that! The announcer is left on the floor unconscious though with a newspaper over his head. Poor guy.
The Killer Bee's right hand is a barely visible blur just after Marisol half asks if and half tells her that she's free to go. It stops just an inch before the Spaniard's face, her fingers unfurl, and her index finger ever so gently prods the top of Marisol's nose before she turns to walk away. It's always good to leave /some/ kind of an impression behind, if only so that those she comes into contact with are aware of what she is capable of, and by extension of what it might mean to be on Vega's bad side.
That /particular/ metholodogy was probably not taught to her by any of her instructors, however.
Several blocks away, a taxican that's actually a state of the art Shadaloo sedan outfitted with a variety of anti-democracy devices and comforts is idling to meet her, and she will do her very best in her current state to reach it before, you know, someone decides to actually call the cops, or Terry Bogard, or whomever the people of Southtown can reasonably turn to for dealing with criminals of her magnitude.
COMBATSYS: Marisol has left the fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Cammy has ended the fight here.
Log created on 19:54:14 07/01/2009 by Yurika, and last modified on 02:02:25 07/09/2009.