Description: League Fight: Nahid versus Daniel on some rooftops. Come for the foreign food, stay for watching two Americans fight in Croatia for some godforsaken reason. (Winner: NOBODY)
Croatia. What a place to restart the Todoh magic.
Daniel Jack has been on the backburner since the Southtown incident. Kicking back from the tournament scene, focusing on his career. It is good to have steady work. Not honest work, or even respectable work, but steady work. In this case, trailing after desperately lonely spouses on behalf of their desperately paranoid counterparts. Daniel Jack sometimes wondered if he should just drop them both off a card to a good marriage counselor.
But it was steady work.
Daniel Jack stood on top of the red shingles, chewing on a burning cigarette as he stared off into the endless chain of rooftops. What a place to have a fight. The former contender belt upstart didn't know why he went back to the tournament scene. The 'Neo-League.' Paid a whole lot worse than the Saturday Night Fights. Maybe it was the allure of prestige. Maybe it was a chance to test himself. Or maybe it was the inner drive that the spirit of Todoh-Ryuu Kobojutsu gave him. He wasn't a world-class fighter. He wasn't even a famous one.
But was still a champion at something.
The detective reached into his pocket, and drew out a golden watch. He was still early. But not by much now. The Neo-League photography and video crew was almost fully set up now. The judge wasn't on the scene yet. Must be union work, Daniel thought with a cold bemusement. Looking around, he turns back towards the crew, taking his free hand and dusting off his bright orange zoot suit.
It was showtime.
Nahid, on the other hand, was quite happy to join the Neo-League. She's new, and she knows she's new - she has no prior fame to draw on, much as she wishes she did. She takes it about as seriously as she ever takes anything ('not very').
This means that she is almost late.
Nahid pulls herself up on the top of the building about one minute before the fight was about to begin, dusting herself off - yes, she did just go up the side, it was good practice if they're going to shove her in more fights like her recent SNF. Tugging the lower hem of her shirt and shaking it to get the grit off, she lets it hang and looks up at her opponent.
"/Nice/ suit," she says, her Californian accent strong. "Seriously, very nice. The hat makes it." Nahid flicks one finger through where the hat would sit on her, if she was wearing one. It hits one of her locks of hair instead. On the inside, she's laughing.
Daniel Jack locks his eyes on the pair of hands that snap onto the edge of the building. He doesn't raise an eyebrow, he just turns his head. Gripping his cigarette in his free hand, he takes one last draw before flicking the cigarette off the roof and into the streets below. He looks at the watch as Nahid bought herself up. A teenager. This was already looking like trouble. Of course, the girl then goes ahead and coos in that sweet Golden State drawl.
-Californians-
Daniel Jack lets go of the watch, and grips it's chain tightly. He begins to spin it, letting the metal whirr as the watch and chain turn into a glimmering blur. His posture goes erect as he walks towards the cameras. The judge finally made it to the rooftop, taking the fire escapes to the topside. Daniel Jack keeps his back turned to Nahid, until he reaches the opposite side. He releases the watch chain, snapping his fingers and wrist around to clutch the watch again.
The whirring stops, and with a dexterous motion, he pockets the watch back into the depths of his slacks. He brings both of his hands up, balling them into fists as he cracks his knuckles in his palms. He finally turns around, looking over his shoulder at the strange, new face on the fight scene. His eyes latching on like ice, he speaks cooly, growling with a light, chicago accent."Thanks, kid. Hope your taste in clothing is as sharp as your fighting skills, dig it?"
Nahid actually had been making fun of it. She finds herself kind of irritated that he didn't even notice, and exerts a small amount of effort to avoid pouting. She stretches out her arms instead; one of her elbows pops.
"Probably better," she says, not bothering to either follow Daniel or get in a fighting position of her own, unless bouncing on her feet a few times counts. When he looks over, she looks - well, like she feels. Excited. Ready. "C'mon, c'mon," she mutters to herself, glancing over at the judge. Won't he /call/ it already?
COMBATSYS: Nahid has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Daniel has joined the fight here.
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Daniel 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Nahid
Bounce bounce bounce. Daniel Jack rolled his eyes from behind those rose-colored glasses. Oh, he was very aware that she was making fun of the outfit. He wouldn't except any less from a rotten teenager. "Chill it, ya freakin' dame. Hey, judge! -Ring-a-ling-" The detective let slip across the battlefield, shaking his fist to imitate ringing a bell. The judge steps between Nahid and Daniel, and the detective rolls his shoulders.
He steadily drops into the defensive position of Todoh-Ryuu Kobojutsu. Right leg back, left leg forward, left hand forward, right hand behind it. Aikido, if Nahid was familiar with it. His movements becomes strained, focused. Like if he was struggling against a great, thick ether as he moved into position. He watched Nahid, his body building with tension. While she was bouncing along, already in the fight for her mind, Daniel Jack was setting himself up like a spring. The judge looked towards Daniel, who rolls his left hand, communicating to move it along. The judge looks back at Nahid, and raises his hands. With a strong, sweeping motion, he drops them.
"Begin!"
Daniel Jack advances forward, stepping quickly, but far from a rapid charge. He was moving with diligence, his eyes like cold steel. He was dead set on Nahid now, inspecting her. Bounce bounce. Closing upon the girl, he begins with his signature attack; Zoot Suit Riot. His left hand snaps forward in a single palm strike towards Nahid's chest, followed immediately by a hand chop to the shoulder with his right. Advancing forward, he unleashes another palm strike, this time to the torso, with his left, and ends the combination strike pivoting on his front leg. Swinging around into a straight kick with his left, the attack was based on the speed and efficiency of the strikes, not the power. Daniel was holding back with this attack, and was doing so on behalf of his defense. This was a test of Nahid's skill... and the beginning of a torrent that was Daniel Jack's Todoh-Ryuu Kobojutsu.
COMBATSYS: Daniel successfully hits Nahid with Zoot Suit Riot.
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Daniel 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Nahid
It is one of the rules that female fighters have to be fast on their feet. Nahid isn't the fastest in the world but she certainly doesn't seem to want to stand still, either - at least not at first, when she's trying to entice Daniel to come at her. "Who says 'dame' nowadays? What the hell, are you for real?"
Which he does, and faster than she'd expected. Did she pick someone out of her weight class /again/? Nahid sways back out of the way of the palm at her chest, but is clipped by the hand chop and doesn't manage to avoid any of the rest of it. The final kick in particular is enough to rock her backwards.
Not too far backwards, though; she's a lot more stable than she looks, and she has no real interest in getting any closer to one of the edges of the roof than she already is. Nahid tries to keep the distance between her and him low, reaching for that suit of his (or his arm, she's not picky) to yank him closer, then using her other hand to strike almost straight vertically and launch up and away.
COMBATSYS: Daniel blocks Nahid's Peak's Ascent.
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Daniel 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Nahid
"That depends, scuzzy, those bruises look real to ya?" Daniel Jack spits with just a little bit of smugness as he draws back, his body still steady. He was alert, and he was steady. As for picking a fight outside her weight class, that may not be an issue. Daniel Jack was only a couple of inches taller than her, and with her fitness and... assets, they might be close. Not that it matters in the Neo-League, Daniel Jack notes.
When Nahid snaps out her hands for the detective's sleeve, Daniels knocks the hand away. He keeps up that active defense against grabs, his focus dead on her. When the uppercut comes, however, the angle is the problem. Daniel Jack crosses his arms, and stands against the attack. His arms absorbs the impact, and the detective grits his teeth behind his lips. Who was this girl, and why does she hit like a truck? Daniel Jack was beginning to get suspicious, or maybe just curious.
"Not bad, kid, better than expect that the chirps at the dojo. What's with the collar, sunshine? Somebody own you? Or is that just what the ladies where from your part of town." Daniel Jack raises his right hand, reacting to the uppercut with a his hand glowing orange. Moving his right leg back, he swings his right arm down, unleashing a wave of burning chi in a long, lashing arc.
"KASANE ATE!"
COMBATSYS: Daniel successfully hits Nahid with Mikansei Kasane Ate.
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Daniel 0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0 Nahid
Nahid had meant a less physical weight class. Going up against Hayato in her first SNF was an 'enlightening' experience... if a rather painful one.
"Heh, haven't you ever heard of style?" Nahid pauses a moment, then adds, sadly, "Maybe not. It's just a decoration, anyway." It doesn't really signify anything. She just likes the look.
She's seen chi bursts before, of course, but they weren't terribly fun to deal with then and they're not terribly fun to deal with now. Nahid crosses her arms over her body to shield it from the lashing wave, which is less effective than expected and rather more painful than she hoped. Nahid lets out an irritated breath as she recovers, light on her feet again. "What is /with/ everyone's light shows? Doesn't anyone just straight-up fight anymore?"
Speaking of straight-up fighting. Nahid decides to go a little more defensive for the moment; she keeps her arms up and hands in front of her, folding one of her hands into a fist and the other into a straight chopping position. She steps forward, delivering the punch at Daniel's gut before her other hand comes up, tensed, to chop at his shoulder. Her hands are about as tough as stone; there's no give there when she's locked them.
COMBATSYS: Daniel fails to interrupt Stone Hand Soul from Nahid with Kasane Ate.
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Daniel 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Nahid
Daniel Jack's left hand was already twisting as the detective was advancing faster. He was trying to overwhelm Nahid, and he was more than capable of it. Anyone who has fought Daniel before knew that once he got the ball going, he was impossible to stop. The Todoh Spirit that filled him just meant that he was going to keep going with his most powerful attacks, and he had the energy to unleash it. He had only one, real weakness.
Speed.
The counter attack (and you thought Daniel was interrupting Nahid!) takes the detective by surprise. "KASA- Yaatta?" Came the cry as the next, more powerful wave of orange chi dissapated from his hands. The detective was knocked backwards, landing on the ground from the sheer power of the blow. Breaking into a roll, he perks up, dusting himself up. "Sharp. Real sharp. You got power kid, where's your school?" The detective snaps, adjusting his suit. His tie. His hat.
Nahid doesn't hesitate - she breaks her more defensive posture in favour of pressing the attack, following the launched detective. "My school? Los Angeles," Nahid says, "although I wouldn't go looking for it if you're looking for lessons; I don't think he'll give you any."
As she gets closer, Nahid levels a powerful kick at Daniel, steel toes on her boot first. It is as much to push him back towards the edge of the roof as anything else; though there's another building there he could easily jump to, it's still a few feet down and she'll have the height advantage for a few moments. "Sorry! It's kind of a family thing, you've probably never heard of it anyway."
COMBATSYS: Daniel counters Strong Kick from Nahid with Mad Jack Crack.
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Daniel 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Nahid
Daniel Jack doesn't seem to be paying attention. Subtly, though, he spreads his legs apart, providing himself with superior footing. He finishes preparing himself up, and reaches into his jacket, pulling out a package of cigarettes. Thumbing one out, he sticks it into his mouth, and places it back in his jacket. Nahid flies in as he moves his hands back out of his jacket...
And suddenly, he opens his eyes.
Daniel Jack clutches Nahid's leg with both hands. He feels her force beginning to strike his own center of gravity. Twisting his body, he adjusts the flow of the force, directing it not towards the edge of the building, but downwards. Daniel Jack flips Nahid over him, guiding her straight to the rooftop, hammering her with a powerful spike. As her momentum rebounds, Daniel rises up slightly as well, and snaps his dapper foot around.
The detective pins Nahid down by the throat.
The detective breaks out a neon green lighter from the depths of his jacket, and brings it up to his cigarette. Lighting it, he puts away the lighter, and puffs on the smoke a bit. Gritting his teeth on it, he pulls it out of his mouth, and sighs. "LA? Damn, you probably were a hellion before getting it on the fight scene." The detective cracks his neck, and lifts his foot off the woman, dropping back in his defensive position. "Alright, come on, get up, don't lay down on the job, ya freaking dame."
"Aw sh - "
Nahid hits with enough force to knock the air out of her, and it does not help when she finds a foot on her throat moments later. Her face goes red; she sputters rather than saying something intelligable.
So much for the high ground.
Still, she must not be feeling /that/ bad; as soon as Daniel lifts his boot from where it was previously pressing the collar into her throat, she takes a deep gasping breath and then practically vaults to her feet. "Seriously, what is /with/ the dame thing?" Nahid says, refusing to wheeze or croak from damage.
Nahid actually holds back this time. Her back hurts and she wants to give it a moment to recover, but more importantly, she's not going to run in and get her ass beat like that again; she watches and waits, letting her face un-redden as she keeps an eye on Daniel.
COMBATSYS: Nahid focuses on her next action.
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Daniel 0/-------/---====|======-\-------\0 Nahid
"Well what was your name? -Nahid?- Your parents were hippies, weren't they. What does that stand for anyways?"
Daniel puffs on the cigarette as he adjusts his coat. Drawing from the depths of his zoot suit was a... a shotgun? A sawed-off shotgun, even. "Keep steady, dame, you really don't want to give me too much of the momentum, you dig it?" He muttered, turning his body as he held the firearm in both hands. Aiming it for the center of body, he squeezes the trigger. An explosion of rock salt arcs over the rooftops, attempting to catch Nahid and stun her further.
COMBATSYS: Nahid reflects Paint It Red from Daniel with Solitary Peak Palm.
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Daniel 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 Nahid
"I dunno, I can work with any rhythm, whether you've got it or I do," Nahid says, bouncing on her feet again now that she feels a little less like she's going to run out of air just standing around. "And where do you get off, making fun of my name? It's a perfectly good name, it's just Arabic." That does explain the skin tone, at least.
Nahid's eyes actually widen as she sees him pull out a /goddamn shotgun/ from his jacket. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, I am /not/ okay with guns," she says, talking fast. She's never tried this on anything going faster than a baseball before -
He fires. Nahid stops hopping, plants her feet, and thrusts her palm out, concentrating as hard as she can. Though she almost never actually shows any energy ability, her hand glimmers for a moment, the shards of rock salt that hit it impacting, hanging there for a moment... and then shooting back at ridiculous speeds, trailing tiny motes of light as they go!
COMBATSYS: Nahid successfully hits Daniel with Reflected Paint It Red.
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Daniel 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\0 Nahid
Well this was unexpected.
Daniel Jack finds his own ammunition being turned right on him. Barely even able to react from the recoil, he is left to simply try to endure his own shot. If he could endure it. Nah, he can't. The rock salt hammers him in the chest, tearing apart his jacket as it sends him right to the ground. His hat and glasses fall to where he once was standing. That strange, numbing feeling overcame him. But he couldn't identify it over the OTHER numbing feeling.
Daniel Jack laid on his back for a moment, as the judge began to move over to his position. The detective waved his hand. "No! I'm steady, scuzzy, give me a shake." The detective rose back up, swaggering and staggering on his feet. "Damn that techinique. You got an older sister I can marry? I might need that family skill. The detective growled, adjusting himself. He frisked the depths of his waist, and drew forth a hipflask. Unscrewing the top, he took a long drink, and cleared his throat. "Ugh. Well, you did it. You took the wind from me. How about that." The detective screwed the cap back on. "Real sharp, Nahid. Real sharp. Would make your parents proud with that technique."
COMBATSYS: Daniel gains composure.
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Daniel 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\0 Nahid
Nahid's hand kind of stings. She ignores it. Show no weakness. She grins instead. "Nope. I'm an only child. It's me or nothing - and cute or not, I think you're a little old for me. You definitely sound it." Or at least outdated. Outdated is like old.
Her grin only fades a little when she watches him take a drink. "I don't mind if you're drinking, but did you bring enough to share?" she asks, half-teasing. "I'm getting awfully thirsty over here."
Nahid lets him put the cap back on before she charges in, mostly because she doesn't want to be drenched with whatever's left. She comes in faster this time, planting one foot only a step or two away from him, whirling around in a spinning kick that she follows up (once she's landed again) with a straight punch to the jaw. She never quite stops moving.
COMBATSYS: Daniel blocks Nahid's Combo Attack.
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Daniel 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\0 Nahid
Daniel Jack fixes the hip flask in time to deflect the kick with his own leg. Stepping in towards Nahid, he brings up his arm in time to parry the straight punch, keeping it from striking squarely in his jaw. He tenses. "And damn to hell it, I'm getting another teenager chasing my tail." The detective seethes.
The student of Todoh looks like he has slowed down quite a bit now. With one leg blocking the kick, and the other deflecting the punch, Daniel seems to be caught for the moment. But then, his free hand moves in. Stepping towards Nahid, he attempts to get a grip on her. If successful, he will keep moving forward, and get leverage on her through his leg. With a swift jerk, the detective will attempt to flip her, trying to send her in a smooth throw on her back.
But this time, without the throat stomping.
COMBATSYS: Daniel successfully hits Nahid with Medium Throw.
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Daniel 0/-------/--=====|=======\=------\1 Nahid
"Whoa whoa /whoa/," Nahid blurts out, "I wasn't serious! Maybe about the cute part. But you can keep your tail, I don't want any of it!" Not at his age. She's seventeen. He's not. It wouldn't work out.
Nahid misreads Daniel's action; she thinks he's going to punch, so the grab surprises her; she goes up and over when her legs are levered out from under her, and she slams down on her back. Hard.
She seems a little dazed for a moment, but Nahid's apparently bottomless reserves of energy win out; she recovers from just about any blow quickly, and this one is no exception. The surprising part, though, is that she does not immediately stand up; she flips herself up with her legs, balancing almost like she's getting ready to handstand for a moment, legs pointed at Daniel.
With nothing but her arm strength, Nahid throws herself at Daniel, trying to slam into him about waist-high and scissor her legs around his stomach, squeezing hard. She is quite capable of holding herself up by just her legs, and takes advantage of the (hopeful) position to slam the heels of her hands into his chest a couple times before releasing, dropping back and rolling to her feet.
If she misses, she's likely to fly right past and land on the next roof, though. Them's the breaks.
COMBATSYS: Nahid successfully hits Daniel with Mountain Force Press.
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Daniel 1/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Nahid
Daniel Jack stands tall as he flips Nahid over, turning around to face her as he backs up. But she is already... FLIPPING up? Could somebody compete with his reserves of energy? Probably not. At least, he HOPED not.
But such thoughts fade away when the girl pounces right for him. The detective becomes caught in her legs, and he swiftly begins to try and struggle out. but she caught him flatfooted. As such, he takes the pummeling hard. Out of breath, she finally releases the detective. Daniel pulls himself from broken shingles immediately, gasping for air. "Oof! OOF! Alright, alright! Lets get it ON!" Daniel stamps his feet, taking a sharp breath in. Focusing on Nahid, he tenses. "Lets break it in!" Came the cry as he charges straight for Nahid. Leaping through the air, ignoring his fatigue, he attempts to do his own scissoring on the girl, leaping in legs first to a flying tackle. If successful, he will attempt to pin her down and wail on her, letting loose a trio of powerful punches before rolling off her.
COMBATSYS: Nahid blocks Daniel's Gang Buster.
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Daniel 1/-------/=======|=------\-------\0 Nahid
Nahid certainly still seems to be going strong. She's breathing harder than she was when she started, she's beaten up and she's going to have bruises - but she's not down, and she doesn't seem likely to drop in the next few moments.
Not counting being borne down to the ground via flying tackle. That doesn't count as 'dropping'.
Nahid twists as she goes down, managing to get arms up to absorb the worst of the blows. It still stings, but she has tough arms - she can handle it. She follows as Daniel gets off, delivering a wide hook punch from what is probably the absolute longest range she can do it from, a sweeping blow that still hits as hard as most of her others. The angle must be murder on her shoulders and elbow. "I'm game if you are! Come on, crank it up!"
COMBATSYS: Nahid successfully hits Daniel with Falling Water Reach.
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Daniel 1/----===/=======|==-----\-------\0 Nahid
Daniel Jack, however, is just beginning to slow down. He was still recovering from that draining attack. And as his charging pounce is halted, he finds that his punched are blocked. As he gets back up, she finds an opening. A sweeping blow knocks Daniel reeling... and he hits the ground again. He rises slower this time, now getting punch drunk. This was going to be a close fight.
And suddenly, he begins to glow with a bright orange flame.
"Alright, lets JACK THIS UP A NOTCH!" The detective bites, suddenly stomping his foot down on the rooftop. All his lost energy surged back to him, filling him with the burning spirit of Todoh. His eyes were burning, everything about him just read fire. And suddenly, with his fresh surge of energy, he leaps high in the air, a good 10 feet. And at the top, he roars.
"END OF DAYS!"
"ULTIMATE TODOH TECHNIQUE!"
"FANTASTIC....." He begins as he dives down like a hawk, attempting to grab Nahid and flip her to the ground with a tackle. If successful, he will scoop her up, and snap her out. "TOOOOOOOOODOOOOH....." He would cry, before finishing with a single, burning, chi laced explosion of a punch as he snapped her right back into his fist.
"PAAAAAAAAAAAUNCH!"
COMBATSYS: Nahid blocks Daniel's Fantastic Todoh Punch.
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Daniel 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Nahid
When she told him to crank it up, Nahid wasn't expecting the apparently kind of reserved detective to start screaming about the Fantastic Todoh Punch while jumping around like a maniac.
But she keeps her head, which is more than she can say about what /some/ people would have done. Nahid braces against the tackle and more slides than falls; when she is lifted up and punched, she is able to react, catching the fist with both of her hands cupped to hold it.
She /still/ almost goes flying. The blast of chi and raw physical strength is enough to slide Nahid most of the way across the roof, almost to the very edge; she catches herself before sliding right off the edge. "Now that's what I'm talking about! Although - really - Fantastic Todoh Punch? You're not even Todoh!"
Nahid is thinking of the daughter, not the father.
Having no desire whatsoever to fall off, Nahid charges again, putting some distance between her and the edge. The running palm strike she delivers might be a little familiar to Daniel, except this time she's not aiming it at some rock salt in the air - she's aiming right at his gut instead, though somehow she doubts he'll go as far as the rock salt did.
COMBATSYS: Daniel endures Nahid's Solitary Peak Palm!
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Daniel 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Nahid
The fact that any person, new fighter or not, can stand against the might of a Fantastic Todoh Punch is impressive in it's own right. As Daniel Jack cools off, he takes a deep breath in. It was time. He could hear Master Todoh urging him along. It was time to give her the ultimate test. His body was still burning from the raw force. And as Nahid began to charge in... Daniel Jack crossed his arms, and stood strong.
"... Mistress Kasumi and Master Ryuhaku both trained me in the arts of Todoh-Ryuu Kobojutsu. Unlike my rival, Roland, I have proven myself worthy to carry the Todoh banner. I am... A member of the Todoh family." Daniel Jack takes the blow to the gut, not even flinching. His eyes were locked into Nahid's own. "It is time, now, for you to understand what it means to be a Todoh. BRACE YOURSELF!"
Daniel Jack suddenly erupted in another orange light as he drew his right hand up high. It was enveloped in bright chi, a fire from within. His body knew right where to strike. His hand flattened, he suddenly brings it down right towards Nahid's neck, right at where the shoulder and the collarbone meet. It was a perfect blow, in perfect form. And if it struck, it would likely shatter Nahid's entire skeleton. But as the energy became released in that assault...
Daniel Jack promptly collapses.
COMBATSYS: Daniel can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Daniel successfully hits Nahid with World's Greatest Hand Chop.
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Nahid has never heard of this Roland guy. The internal struggles of the Todoh-Ryuu school are beyond her grasp (and she's never had any of her own, since she is the only student of her family's). All she worries about is the actual effectiveness of the attack.
Which is pretty impressive, she has to give him that. She doesn't do the whole chi thing but she can be impressed when someone else does it well, and at least he's not throwing balls all day. (Although Nahid has her own way to deal with that.)
Already with sore arms from taking the brunt of several brutal attacks on them, Nahid sways backwards, trying to put her upper body out of reach. What this means is that the chop drives into the side of her upper chest instead of her neck. A ribcage is tougher than a neck, and Nahid has some padding. The jacket helps, too.
Something still cracks. It hurts like a bitch, more than any other blow Nahid has taken today; she sways on her feet, trying to stay up, but eventually crumples to her knees, and then her front. Even her nearly-boundless health has limits, and she's just hit one.
COMBATSYS: Nahid takes no action.
COMBATSYS: Nahid can no longer fight.
Log created on 15:48:55 03/06/2010 by Nahid, and last modified on 22:11:41 03/08/2010.