Description: It's that time of year, when Hakuya is accused of being a terrorist, and a fight starts! But not due to the accusation, pretty weird huh? Who will win in this exciting racist battle?!
This past little while, it had been largely mellow for Hakuya. After he, Kenji and Daigo had fought the 'God' of the organization known as NESTS, and defeated that god, the efforts of Gedo High had been largely been aimed at restoration and recovery. Though others might've been doing things, it was part of the Suigetsu heir's duties to help rebuild and repair what he could, lending a helping hand anywhere it was asked. Fortunately, things were beginning to resemble normalcy once more, and that left the young man with more time. Somehow, someway, that led him to /Pacific High/ of all places, the home of his supposed rivals.
Of course, to Hakuya, they were precious friends, and he hadn't really been able to check up on them until just now.
Standing at the gates to the high school, wearing his usual clothes except replacing the short-sleeved black shirt under his hoodie for a long-sleeved one, as well as a scarf wrapped around his neck, the grappler was, for just right now, doing little more than simply standing and looking. Perhaps pensive, perhaps nervous. Maybe even scared! Of course, none of that was probably the case, as the somewhat airy-headed young man didn't seem to have any of those expressions on his face. If anything, he looked nostalgic. In this very walkway, he'd fought against the 'God' of NESTS for the first time, and been recruited impromptu into Rolento's 'army'. The man - teacher, actually - named Rust and he had been treated poorly in that mercenary's care, but eventually they'd been sent to help out where they could.
"...That guy was scary," Hakuya remarks to no one, lifting his hands and puffing hot breaths into them, trying to get them warmer despite the fact he was wearing fingerless gloves. He looks around cautiously, as if afraid the mad bomber would appear once more to scoop him up and haul him off. He takes a step, and then another, super-tentatively into the school proper, as if afraid he'd actually step on a landmine.
Yes, there seems to have been a major lull in activity for the schools, or at least some of the school children at least, almost as if they were some form of fiendish online avatar and their players were ceasing to log them in and play them against one another in the game of combat system fighting! "Man, I need to stop with my uncle's fookin' pipe," a groggy Preston Alistair Wellington the II states, shaking his head to clear such random, outlandish thoughts from his head.
This is what he gets for going to see that damn Avatar movie with one of his teammates. Those 3D Glasses were horrible considering the size of his head, and the Japanese subtitles were just too much for his British to handle!
Naturally though, this means he's RIGHT BEHIND Hakuya all of a sudden, and bumps right into the back of the boy. The landmine might not be underfoot, but rather, coming HARD and FAST from behind, or just slow and methodical at least.
"Watch where yer fookin' going," the young man in the unbuttoned shirt, despite the frosty weather, states without really looking down at the victim. As always, it is the other person's fault. His oar backs him up on this fact, and thus, the prosecution rests.
Well, at the very least, Hakuya is rather fast to get out of the way. As he feels something hitting into him, he gives out a shout and flails his arms wildly, then literally dives for cover by launching his body forward, hitting prone, and covering his head with his hands. A second or two passes before he realizes that the thing that hit him wasn't a pressure wave or a bouncing bettie, but rather a human. And the loud boom wasn't an explosion but rather someone's voice. Poking his head up from his hands, the Suigetsu heir glances left, right - then behind him, at what appears to be a tall gentleman of British stock.
"Oh. Preston! Hello!" The ever-cheerful Hakuya calls out, immediately regaining the cheer he'd had. Quickly hopping back to his feet and standing back up, the young man brushes himself off, and then wheels to face his 'friend'. "It's been a long time! Um... are you and the others okay?" He asks. Though he wants to ask a lot more, he figures that the big man - by the looks of him - will probably be less inclined to answer much for him, so he'd best cut right to the point. Shoving his hands in his pockets, he doesn't excuse himself for the fact he 'bumped into' Preston. Rather, he just ignores the incident entirely. After all, how silly it had been! Hakuya, thinking Preston was a landmine. Ha ha ha. Yeah. Silly.
Clearly, Hakuya is suffering from flashbacks to that tour of 'Nam he did, staring at Tenma as their chopper floated over the Mekong Delta, the two exploring the facets of each other's eyes as they gathered their courage, their grit and determination, readying the ropes to descend down into that hellish hole of mud and blood and-
There's a definite squint happening as the bumped figure dives for cover. "Well, that's more like it," he notes in the wake of the shout and the cowering, and prepares to simply walk on when his name is spoken. His footsteps slow. There's a definite accent on all of those words, the type of accent that can only come from a-
"Squinty Terrorist," Preston returns the greeting, blinking out of the squint in a mix of surprise and growing irritation as Hakuya drones on, despite there only having been a greeting and a question! Unreasonable as always, the Brit shifts the oar that's across his shoulders. "Huh, it has been a while. You involved in that Delta flight headin' to the States, no doubt? Friend of yours, with the explosives in his panties?"
Yes, it may as well be old times. He just as quickly moves on to answering the question. "Yeah, I think we're doin' alright, what's it to ya? You here to spark some old rivalries, get the ol' bad blood boilin' again? Is that it, huh? Huh?" Each question is greeted with the thrust of his big index finger towards the chest of Hakuya. Oh yeah, he knows what this boy is all about alright.
Ah ha ha, Preston's at it again! Though being called a 'Squinty Terrorist' makes Hakuya a little nervously cautious, it also brings about familiar feelings. It was /good/ that Preston was acting like this, because, well. It was normal for him to. This was almost a completely normal meeting between him and the big British guy, as if they hadn't just been in a war zone. It was comforting. And, well, also nervousness-inducing. He still thought that that name would give people the wrong impression, but there wasn't much he could do about it now, could he? No.-- Wait, what?
"T-The what?" Hakuya wasn't really one to follow the news, so he was woefully underinformed on world events. There was clearly enough going on in Southtown without him having to concern himself with things happening outside it! "N-No, that's- what?" He frowns, looking down at the meaty finger poking him in the chest, then back up at the big man. "Rivalries...? I don't think there's anything like that here. I just came to see how you, Marisol, Pas and Luc were doing. But it looks like you're doing very well! I'm glad. I was worried." The Guardian King, despite getting his chest jabbed somewhat painfully with that finger, and being accused of being a terrorist, just smiles up at the larger man, not minding the accusations at all. It was kind of like a ritual. Preston called him terrorist, suspected him of wrong doing, then they got along fine! Right?
COMBATSYS: Preston has started a fight here.
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Preston 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Hakuya has joined the fight here.
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Preston 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Hakuya
Oh right, that whole 'war zone' thing that happened with town, whatever did Preston do during all of that? A mystery for another time, but that was months ago! "Oh," is all he really has to say in response to all of that from Hakuya. That is... disappointing! Very much so! His lower lip trembles, before his brain decides that if he wants a fight, he'll just have to start one, the old fashioned way! With a deershank. No wait, an oar.
"Heh, no need to be worried about us; we know how to take care of ourselves! But look at you here, steppin' onto the school property like that, you know that just won't fly, son. It might be 2010, but I'll be sure to knock you right back into 2009!"
Despite the words though, the expression on the Brit's face may well be described as 'excitedly jovial,' at least for him. It means he's not squinting, and there's just a slight upwards tweak to the corners of his mouth. A return to normality, this is what this is! This is what it sounds like, when he lifts his oar up and brings it slamming down for the crown of Hakuya's skull. He wants to hear what it sounds like when doves cry! "Let's fight!" he adds, just in case he's not being clear enough.
COMBATSYS: Hakuya blocks Preston's Medium Strike.
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Preston 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Hakuya
Really, now. It's Hakuya. Did you really expect he'd get somehow angry at Preston despite the big Brit's best efforts to piss him off? /Tenma/ might've bought into it. Or, maybe if he didn't get angry, he'd have realized Preston was fishing for a fight. Hakuya, though, is utterly oblivious to such things, and impossible to get angry. Well, unless your name is Marise, but that's something else entirely.
Hakuya simply nods at Preston's comment. He's long since gotten past the stage of believing he needs to protect quite -everyone- particularly his friends; he knew they were capable of it. --And then, ah. There it is. Preston's usual interest in fighting. After all, Hakuya is -here-, why NOT fight?! Though true to form, even then, the Guardian King blinks a few times as the oar is raised, the challenge of 'knocking him back into 2009' is declared... and then only -just- gets his arms up in the way to block the oar, hands crossing at the wrists to form an 'X' to catch the oar above his head in the crux, the pain still shooting down his arms, rather than his head though.
"Ah ha ha... I guess that's to be expected of Preston!" The grappler laughs easily, despite just now being attacked. But then, in an instant, he turns and whips his sneakered foot up in order to try and drive it straight into Preston's stomach, a stiff kick in return for the oar strike, to try and knock the big Brit back and give the grappler a touch of breathing room!
COMBATSYS: Preston blocks Hakuya's Heavy Kick.
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Preston 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Hakuya
Oh, there's no doubt in Preston's mind that the only thing that could harm Hakuya's gentle thoughts would be the revelation that he's actually a vampire and has been alive for centuries. But that's another story entirely, isn't it, Kenneth "Hakuya" Parcell!
"Huh," the Brit grunts as Hakuya catches the oar, although that laughter that follows, it's like the flogging of a whip across the big burly soul of the British National! "What, how dare you fuckin' laugh at me!" he growls out in that Statham voice of his, eyes narrowing to such a squint that the slits of his eyes may rival Hakuya's own.
That kick comes, and it meets Preston's forearm, a slight growl issuing the only sign that it really hurt him at all. He takes a half step back. "You sayin' I've gotten all fuckin' predictable or something there, sunshine? Let me show you just how predictable I've become!" he adds, his free hand aiming to grab Hakuya by the sneaker. And if successful, he'll do the sensible thing; use his strength to lift the kid up and use him like a twirled-up wet towel, to slam the Gedo King into the unforgiving pavement!
COMBATSYS: Hakuya endures Preston's Medium Throw.
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Preston 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 Hakuya
That wasn't his intent at all! And the surprise evidenced on Hakuya's face when he's accused of laughing /at/ Preston, even calling him predictable, is enough to melt most hearts. Aww, his good cheer just keeps getting thrown back in his face. Sadness. But unfortunately there's not really a lot of time to dwell on it. It's not like such a look would warm /Preston's/ heart. Or if it did it would just bring about other feelings. Like wanting to smash Hakuya's face in so he couldn't make that expression any more.
Foot grabbed, the motion of the kick more meant to be hard than agile, the Guardian King has just enough time to blink in surprise, before he's being whipped up into the air, then being slammed back towards the ground! The cement, then, would be the face-smasher of choice. But unfortunately if nothing else, Hakuya is familiar with throws and slams, and though he takes the full brunt of the attack, pain rocketing through his body, he's quick to adjust -how- he lands, namely on his shoulders rather than, you know, his face or head.
Twisting then, the young boy does a kind of spinning, even breakdance-like maneuver, where his legs flash out to try and kick at Preston, only it's meant to be largely a fake-out, as the first kicks are feinted. The second set, however, seek to take advantage of Preston's probable movement away from the feet in order to trip him up, both of the young Suigetsu's legs seeking to sweep Preston's feet out from under him and send him down to the ground!
COMBATSYS: Hakuya successfully hits Preston with Waning Dawn.
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Preston 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 Hakuya
There's definitely a smirk on Preston's face when he puts Hakuya down, both verbally and physically, but especially physically! It's a smirk that fades somewhat as the smaller boy lashes back with those feet. "Oooh, feisty today, ain't we," the Brit mocks, evading the feint as expected -- and he attempts to go even further, to leap away from the follow-up! That doesn't work so well, naturally. "Ooh fuck me--" he manages, as he falls like so many timbers.
Landing on his forearms and knees, there threatens to be a drawn out moment where the British lad clutches at his leg and moans in pain for a solid five minutes. Instead, he mans right the fuck up, "Oh fuck me," he repeats, rolling away, oar clattering against the ground with a faint glow, as he refuses to let Hakuya gain any kind of advantage, or chance to step on his back like so many doormats!
And so, sweeping up to his feet with a grace that shouldn't belong to a person the size of him, the burly Brit performs a full spin -- lashing out with the oar at the same time! That tell-tale blue-white chi falling off the length of the oar as he completes the twirl, leaving a crescent of energy to float and then stab forward, like so many striking crescents of energy! It's all designed to give Preston a little breathing room of his own, because that fall knocked it right out!
COMBATSYS: Hakuya interrupts White Horses from Preston with Blind Crescent.
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Preston 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\0 Hakuya
Hakuya is already up by the time Preston is, but rather than trying to step on him like a doormat, the grappler was stepping -away- from the big man. After all, meat + oar? That was just asking for a wild flailing motion upside the head. He's cautious, if nothing else. That 'seems' to give Preston some breathing room, at least enough to get an attack out, but unfortunately for the Brit, Hakuya is just a little too intently focused on taking advantage of that rushed feeling his opponent may be having after getting introduced to the floor.
The arc of the oar's blade comes slicing inwards... and the Guardian King /steps forward/ into the swipe. He catches the blade of the oar, trapping it under one arm even as blue-white chi slams into his side, but only a little bit of it as opposed to the whole row. Stepping in, Hakuya's other hand takes the oar further down the haft, then tugs Preston forward by it, while at the same time ramming a shoulder into the bigger man's gut. It's almost comical to see Hakuya LIFT Preston for a moment, though it's using a great deal of leverage and momentum to his advantage, and then Wellington gets thrown.
Not content to 'just' throw, though, Suigetsu turns while Preston is still in mid-flight, snapping a foot heel out to slam the man back down into the ground, much faster and much harder than he would've been otherwise.
"Hey that's not what's meant to happen!" Preston manages to say that, somewhere between having his breathing space breached by the encroaching Hakuya, and finding himself airborne, however momentary it is! In short order, his oar is snared, his middle struck, and then the insult is added; he's kicked!
Total air time: 0.42 seconds.
Expression on his face: Priceless.
For those things you just can't buy, the burly Brit is quick to get up from the rather uncomfortable position of having landed on his shoulder and the back of his neck. The rest of his body slides down, and he's into a three point stance all of a sudden! "Oh, fuck you," he growls.
And then he snorts, just once. His school-days loafer slides across the ground.
And then like a bull, for indeed Preston is now seeing red, he surges up and then down, descending his forehead towards Hakuya like so many goring, horny creatures (read: bulls)! Should he be swift enough to catch the Gedo Gangsta with his proverbial horns, he follows up with a tremendous uppercut, aiming to send the invading Jap back to the motherland!
COMBATSYS: Preston successfully hits Hakuya with Bull of Barney.
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Preston 0/-------/-----==|=======\=------\1 Hakuya
See? See! This is why Hakuya is so cautious with the big Brit, rather than getting all up in his grill all the time. Hakuya is leagues smaller than Preston, and though quicker, that doesn't help him a whole lot, particularly given the Suigetsu style didn't emphasize speed, it emphasized being able to withstand getting your ass beat. But with someone as big and strong as Preston, that wasn't going to help a whole lot either, unless Hakuya was careful.
The threepoint stance is noted, and once Wellington begins his charge, for his part, the Guardian King stands his ground. There might even be a moment where the two's eyes meet, they squint, and somewhere in the distance Pas flips the TV over to The Quick and the Dead at just that precise moment. Then there's a charge, and Hakuya seems to tense up, as if seeking to meet the bull rush dead on.
It so does not help.
At first he's able to capture Preston's head, but the guard breaks under the ferocity of the charge, and Hakuya get slammed back, and into the ground, making a strangled cry as he goes. Rolling back up to his feet, though, the grappler doesn't seem to be out of it just yet! Digging his own feet into the ground, it's now the Suigetsu heir's turn to charge... only this time, instead of rushing in for a bull charge and a headbutt, the smaller teen seeks to catch Preston in a clothesline, picking him up with sheer speed and momentum, then after running a short distance after that, he'd turn, and channeling all that momentum behind the bigger man, performs a 180 spinning spike, with Preston head first.
COMBATSYS: Hakuya successfully hits Preston with Tidal Crush.
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Preston 0/-------/--=====|=======\===----\1 Hakuya
The size advantage may be with Preston, but clearly that doesn't stop Hakuya! "Heh," the Brit is amused as he watches his victim fall to the ground, free hand lifting to rub at his forehead. He needs to cut his hair a little, he swears he got a bit of burn from his hair-stubble. His thoughts return to the moment as the opponent gets back up, and comes in swingin'!
"Oh, this should be easy," he mutters, smirk full of cock or just a cocky smirk, the viewer gets to decide as he bolsters his defenses, ready to take Hakuya on. But it goes horribly awry, as the Jap manages to bring that arm in and catch him right in the throat!
"Gurrk--" he croaks, and the next thing he knows, he's being spiked into the ground like so many footballs! Bouncing off the back of his head, he manages to gain a good three feet into the air before crashing down again, sprawled out flat. "Fuuuuuuck me," he declares, snorting again. "Not used to gettin' thrown around like this by someone so tiny," he adds as he climbs back to his feet, swinging that oar far and wide, limbering up for the grand finale!
And so it begins! The oar, high above, comes slamming down -- and Preston goes up, vaulting off his weapon, dragging it along, as he gains some considerable height! And as he closes in on Hakuya, descending on him like a pile of bricks, that oar snaps out, the broad butt of the blade seeking to clock the Gedo youngster square across the bridge of the nose, with all that momentum behind him!
COMBATSYS: Preston successfully hits Hakuya with Bunting Tosser.
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Preston 0/-------/-======|=======\=====--\1 Hakuya
"What good would be a grapple style that couldn't deal with larger opponents?" Hakuya asks, panting a little bit from all the exertion of hauling said big arse around. And though his words might suggest a kind of sarcasm, in fact the young man's tone suggests nothing but being helpful! ...Not that, you know, Preston was likely to notice the tone for the words themselves. Rolling his wrists, elbows, arms, shoulders, neck, the Guardian King seems to realize that they're both coming to a finale as well, and that there's not much left to this fight. And thus he limbers up.
It, naturally, helps him not at all in the face of Preston's perhaps miraculous acrobatics, indeed that's probably what stuns Hakuya so much. How'd he get to be doing -that-? Was Preston a pole vaulter?! Awesome! ...And that's when the oar smacks him right in the damn face. Followed immediately by sheer bulk slamming into him as though a piano dropped from on high. Hakuya goes down once more, for even if it wasn't quite a throw maneuver, the sheer momentum and weight was enough to throw him off his sneakered feet and back onto the floor. He wasn't used to being on the ground so often! "Ha ha, that was pretty good!" The King says, slowly getting back up. And then, with a determined gaze, he sets off to counter attack with: "But can you handle this!"
He'd never used this attack on Preston before, he's pretty sure, so this likely comes as something new. Hakuya once more rushes in, ducking low, and attempts to simply shoulder spear Preston, as if to pick him straight up. If that happens, the surprising thing would likely be that Hakuya succeeds, lifting Wellington up over his shoulder in a fireman's carry. From there, the boy drops low, making a sweep with his foot that does nothing - except leaves a kind of blue ring around the two.
And from there, the paintrain starts. Preston would be slammed back down into the ground, picked up on a rebound, slammed again, picked back up, and for a third time, slammed again. One more catch would be made, but rather than being spiked into the ground, the big man would be spun in a full 360, before being tossed into the air. And with a final swipe of his hand, outside the blue circle, -something- happens which likely makes Preston feel suspiciously like he is being shot out of a cannon. ...Directly downwards. Into the ground.
COMBATSYS: Hakuya successfully hits Preston with Midnight Sun.
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Preston 1/----===/=======|=------\-------\0 Hakuya
The details of Preston's private life will forever be locked behind closed doors unfortunately, but it's always good when a clean hit is delivered to the opponent, that's always true! "Well, hopefully I can," he replies to the question, thoughtful for a moment, as he waits to see just what it is that Hakuya does. And then he tries to cushion the blows that do come his way.
It does not work.
Caught by the spear, it seems Hakuya wants to rupture all the discs in his back as he does the impossible. He starts treating the Brit like he weighed very little, instead of very much!
Throughout the slamming good ride that the Brit is put through, his expression looks a lot like: :O D: :O D: :O D:
It's with a final colon capital-d that the Brit is spiralled and slammed, shot into the ground like so many cannonballs. Pavement breaks, rupturing out into an impact crater, as Preston finds himself staring up into the sky. "O-o-oh," he creaks the words out, blinking a few times before he decides that, yes indeed, it's time to tuck his tail and leave.
But the best way to do that is to make sure that Hakuya never gets to set foot on Pacific Grounds ever again! His gaze sinks into a squint, directed right up at the likely-still-airborne Jap. His mouth moves, the typical expletive being roared, as he brings forth a pillar of that blue-white chi. Like a fountain, it erupts from around Preston, and he rises up with the eruption, seeking Hakuya out.
And should they meet in the air, a collision of meat and chi, oh boy howdy, there's an oar swinging right for the bleachers, and Hakuya's the baseball!
COMBATSYS: Preston can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Preston successfully hits Hakuya with Azimuth Circle.
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Hakuya 0/-------/---====|
In fact, Hakuya is not in the air - the force of the final throw from Midnight Sun comes from the built-up kinetic energy of the first three throws, slamming the victim from above with pent-up energy. Hakuya never leaves the ground. Though that doesn't seem to help him from evading the sudden fountain of chi erupting at him, with Preston riding it like a surfing wave. Blinking in alarm, Hakuya's arms cross, and he tries to block - and while surely he takes less damage than he would simply from tensing up, he still gets hit square, and slammed right back out the front gate! He lands in the street somewhere, picking himself back up after a moment - and then notices Preston is likely not following up his attack, if not, indeed, totally cashed out. Frowning, the Suigetsu heir ponders a moment, and comes to the conclusion that he found out what he came for already: everyone from Pacific Resistance was fine. Since going back in would likely get him another oaring... he thinks he'll just limp off home again.
Log created on 22:56:04 01/03/2010 by Preston, and last modified on 06:19:48 01/04/2010.