Description: In which Cammy has demonstrated to her the truth in the old military axiom - that there is no problem on Earth that cannot be solved with enough high explosives. A painful demonstration, to be sure.
Cammy is clad in her red cloak, wandering around a shrine, some distance outside Southtown. Having just got attacked by some NESTS trash in town, what is it with this place? A little red riding hood lookalike can't go anywhere without someone throwing grenades at her.
This shrine is a nice enough place to relax and let the bruises fade anyway, so Cammy is here, aimlessly kicking leaves and wandering around the clearing, wondering why there are so many ruined buildings near Southtown. This place is like the cabin up the road... but with less crows.
In fact, Cammy has her little scuffle with NESTS to thank for the present vulture lingering in the area. One of the more active people in the shadows of this city, news of a battle involving grenades reached his ears remarkably fast. His considerable network was brought to bear when he recognized the description of Cammy... a valuable person, to say the least. It still took some time to comb the surroundings personally... sending his minions would only get them found out and jeapordize the entire operation. The shrine isn't the first place he eyed, but it wasn't the last... white eyes peering at the milling Cammy, carefully unsheathing his worn baton. Crouching within the trees, less silent then the rasping leaves surrounding him, there's certainly no physical hint that he is here. But the instincts of a warrior are likely now on fire -- the basic feeling of being watched... Something the psi-warrior is unlikely to miss.
Cammy is busy staring at the shrine, enjoying the silence and the fact there's nobody about... until she frowns. Maybe there /is/ somebody about.
She half turns, looking into the trees beyond the clearing edge, a frown on her face, rest disturbed. "Who is out there?" she asks the forest, fists clenching in the pockets of her cloak, as surely nothing good can come out of someone lurking in the shadows of the forest nearby in such a remote spot. Especially at this shrine - two people being here at the same time is perhaps not likely to be a coincidence.
For long moments, Cammy only gets the wind in response. Before from the tree she's glaring at, a man in a yellow uniform descends and lands soundlessly in a crouch. A crimson beret is tipped forward, held in place with a fingerless gloved hand. "Astute instincts. To be expected of Shadaloo's premier assassin, Cammy White." Doubtlessly the information on this man will click in the doll's head, like a loaded dossier. Rolento Schugerg. One of the most dangerous men alive. A man who laid siege to Metro City for months, and looted it of untold money. A constant interloper of Shadaloo operations, who went so far as to attack Vega and escape. Leader of the United Soldiers for the People's Liberation, a private army of personally trained commandos of no small capability. In other words, not the type you'd want to see fall out of a tree while you are weakened. "I presume you know my identity. But can you deduce my purpose here...?!"
Cammy doesn't even know her own surname, so Rolento providing her with it does make her eyes widen a bit. Then she goes back into a frown. "You must be... Rolento? It looks like you have done your homework, at least. I do not know you very well, but I know enough - your presence is never a good thing.".
Maybe Cammy's isn't either.
"As for why you are here... probably because of me." she says sniffily, and glances around at the barren shrine. "There is little else here, is there." she points out to him. "Though why you care about me. I am less sure of.". Given that deduction, she tugs her hands out of her pockets, holding them loosely at her sides - ready, just in case claret is imminent.
You page, "But Ash, I got no idea!" to Vega.
You page-pose, "Cammy needs to avenge poor Hakan. :(" to Vega.
"I know quite a bit about you. An assassin for Vega, correct? However, although I have extensive working knowledge of NESTS, my information on Shadaloo is still lacking. The only meaningful facility I located, Vega himself interjected." He twirls the baton within his hand, and then firmly strikes it into his palm. The crisp crack echoes within the shrine, sounding almost foreign within a place of such peace and tranquility. "There are innumerable secrets within your head. Whether you are consciously aware of them is irrelevant! A talented hand can still extract them...! Following the rigors of an unexpected battle, your combative performance is expected to decrease twenty three percent. Analysis! In a straight fight, neither of us has a meaningful advantage." He lifts the baton and points it towards Cammy. "Yet the odds lean to my side... and I can stretch a ten percent margin for victory into one hundred percent!"
Cammy is intrigued now, someone who talks numbers, and fighting data. Someone after her own true heart. She pulls the hood down on her cloak, reaches up to brush the long blonde tuft of hair out of the way, and peers at him. Rolento even looks a bit like her, possibly... Well, if you used your imagination. Balrog probably wouldn't find Rolento very beautiful.
"You think so?" she asks, apparently honestly curious. "I do not remember much of your file, though I'm sure you have one. It seems overly generous, though. I think you overestimate the impact of unexpected battle upon my fighting performance, as well." she warns. This is quite interesting already and nobody has even been kicked in the face yet. Or batoned.
Rolento might seem like some peculiar contrast. Rather alike in terms of a sharp mind based on cold analysis, statistics, and aggregated data. But instead of being a young girl, he's an ancient male... which means he has an immense advantage, that she probably does not overlook. Experience. "Negative. I am fully aware of your combative potential. Underestimating an opponent such as you is suicide! Testament to your danger, I have not tried to engage you when you are hale. Merely repelling my ambush is proof enough that abstaining was tactically sound..." He slowly exhales, and his stance shifts. His feet are positioned oddly, and his shoulders lean slightly forward. To the untrained eye, it is an almost comical fighting pose. But Cammy would know better. His center of balance is so perfectly set in his middle that it's shocking. He could go in any direction in a split second... including up or down, left or right, and everywhere in between. There are truly no flaws to it, and the opportunities to attack and defend are dozens more then a traditional forward fighting stance. "Both of our brains operate at a pace beyond the breadth of mortals. Of that I am sure... but I believe my mind is faster... while your body is faster... which is superior in combat? I am curious to see..."
"Me too." Cammy admits. "I am sure Lord Vega will be interested as well. I meet so few who are like me. Always I deal with angry people. Like Juri. Maybe Shadaloo would recruit you. I am always on the lookout for new recruits that may catch the masters eye.".
And besides, Cammy thinks. He can hardly be worse than that useless muppet Adon, can he. Or Juri Herself, for that matter.
She reaches up to the clasp around her neck, and tugs it off, casting the cloak to one side to reveal the odd leotard-crossed-with-turtleneck-sweater uniform of the Dolls that she wears beneath, complete with little yellow tie. At least Rolento is not demeaned by having to wear a getup like that!
Her own pose is a defensive one, red gauntleted hands smoothly sliding into position, while balancing delicately on her feet, ready to leap any direction needed.
COMBATSYS: Cammy has started a fight here.
COMBATSYS: Rolento has joined the fight here.
"Negative... absolutely negative!!" Rolento growls out. This is nowhere near the rage that Cammy might of mentioned. This is best compared with passion, which might very well be lacking in the majority of Shadaloo. "Suppression of free will goes against all of my beliefs... outside the fact Vega wishes me dead..." Indeed, any attempt to join the organization at this point would probably be met with gratuitous Psycho Crusher-ing. His own uniform is far from flattering, of course. "Allow me to seize the initiative...!" He suddenly kicks forward, and in that motion Cammy will immediately know he was not lying. In the realm of speed, this man is not her inferior. In a heartbeat he is before her, every motion flowing perfectly, the kinetic motion almost liquid in his body. Whirling around, he unleashes a brutal kick towards her side. A thousand small advantages, any single one of which would add to nothing, are brought to bear... causing him to kick sharper, quicker, and harder then one would think. A much different approach then many fighters, but being on the recieving end should be testament that it's effective!
COMBATSYS: Rolento successfully hits Cammy with Light Kick.
Cammy discovers that Rolento is not lying! She tries to lift up her arms in an attempt to parry, but Rolento is just too fast, too precise, and ribs crunch painfully beneath his boot, knocking her right on her ass. She rolls backwards, braids covering themselves with the leaves on the ground, before somewhat painfully drawing herself up to her full height.
And she just waits for Rolento to try again, perhaps foolishly, but she's paying attention to that rather unusual style he uses, seeking flaws. Everybody has flaws. Even Vega has flaws.
COMBATSYS: Cammy calculates her next move.
Cammy's mind would stream to life, looking in dozens of places at once, maybe even more. And she sees nothing. Absolutely nothing. In terms of simple perfection, there might be nobody alive who is superior to the man before her. The very flow of his breath is carefully tuned. Whirling his baton around in one hand, he suddenly rolls forward in a tight ball. Assuredly a unique assault, although he unfurls explosively near Cammy once more. His baton strikes out towards her face, a sharp blow meant to jar her concentration, as he backflips away rapidly... but being in mid-air might be his greatest vulnerability yet! How many people can match her in that arena?! "Hmmhmmhmm... naivety confirmed!! Your battle experience is lacking!!"
COMBATSYS: Rolento successfully hits Cammy with Mekong Delta Escape.
Once again Rolento might be right, as Cammy tries to leap up and aside rather than block this time, spinning in the air as she goes, but gets horribly batoned across the back nevertheless as her back comes into view.
This time though she's not pulling back to hide somewhere, but she's actually going to try and hit him. (!). She lands with some agility despite just being clubbed horribly, before bouncing towards Rolento, chasing after his roll, landing to jab a fist out at his midriff.
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits Rolento with Axle Spin Knuckle.
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Cammy 0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0 Rolento
[OOC] Rolento says, "leave my exposed midriff out of this"
[OOC] Cammy wonders if Rolento has a tramp stamp on the back...
[OOC] Rolento says, "m,maybe"
Statistics always go in your favor, but they never reduce the odds in battle to zero. In this case, he had quite a good shot at getting away... but such is never guaranteed. He twists, but Cammy compensates and nails him in the side firmly regardless. A heavy grunt is done, tensing defensively before rolling into a ball and spiraling down to land once more. He has his feet one second before Cammy. And that is enough! He lunges forward, with a brutal snarl as the short, violent lunge causes the air to hiss with his swung baton. Attempting to slam it into the Shadaloo doll's face and send her into the ground with devastating force. "Your flaw is that you are a beast of instinct... and instincts are hardwired! I am a man who has transcended instincts. A man who has taken control of every nerve, and every impulse... and one who can take advantage of you, when you are not even aware you are making lethal mistakes!!"
COMBATSYS: Rolento successfully hits Cammy with Mekong Delta Air Raid.
Glancing Blow
Cammy doesn't get hit in the face at least - she gets hit in the shoulder, while backflipping away. That baton reaches out and touches people from a long way away... she's not used to weapons, really. But he lands on her feet easily enough, and goes down into a crouch...
..before bouncing up into the air, aimed directly at Rolento! Assuming she manages to get near him, she'll grab him, and try hurling him to the ground.
But who knows. He seems pretty quick.
CSYS: Attacking Rolento with Flying Neck Hunt, spending 12% reserve and 0% super.
COMBATSYS: Rolento blocks Cammy's Flying Neck Hunt.
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Indeed, Rolento rather smoothly shifts up and interjects his baton before Cammy. She tangles with him, but the lunging throw fails, his spread stance absorbing all the kinetic force. His hand attempts to hurl the doll into the ground at his feet... this wouldn't be dangerous, all speed and no force. But a moment later he hurls himself into the air, and a glint of steel flashes. A heavy blade spirals towards her, the force of the throw stalling Rolento slightly in midair before he again descends casually to the ground. Her seeking eye has still, bewilderingly, seen no flaw. Nothing to capitalize on. It seems the only way to beat him is to simply be faster, stronger, and more efficient... at least, if he is fought on his own terms!
COMBATSYS: Cammy blocks Rolento's Stinger.
Cammy lifts up both gauntleted hands - and the blade thumps into the plastic wall of her forearms, leaving itself stuck in one of the gauntlets she wears.
Her hands come down by her side, and the knife falls out of the gauntlet, ending up on the floor, just as Cammy launches herself into the air. After all, Rolento is in the air - time to go for her famed air grab again, the Killer Bee aiming to intercept him as he comes down to earth.
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits Rolento with Flying Neck Hunt.
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Cammy 1/-----==/=======|=======\==-----\1 Rolento
CSYS: Rolento has used DM/Reserve.
Well, there's not a lot of options to such an assault. He attempts to straightarm her, but her legs are rather longer then his arms, and all he gets for the effort is a one way trip into the ground. Impacting it heavily, he grunts in pain, and is rather slower to roll away this time. Blood slithers down his lips, spat away idly as he pushes up to his feet. "Commendable..." he states simply. Then actually leaps /away/ from Cammy, rebounding off a tree and launching himself high in the air. Far too high to actually attack! Wait, what's that green orb in his hand? And that glint of metal spiraling away? Oh. Just a grenade and the pulled pin. He carefully observes Cammy, waiting almost patiently, giving her all the time in the world to try to evade. Can such beat his prediction? Suddenly he hurls it, spiraling like a major league pitch. The intent is to actually /hit/ her with the grenade, not wasting the kinetic force before it erupts into shrapnel and flame. These are no baby explosives -- condensed AV charges, custom modified to work even on premier fighting flesh!
COMBATSYS: Rolento successfully hits Cammy with Grenadier.
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Cammy 1/--=====/=======|=======\==-----\1 Rolento
Well, he doesn't quite hit her - but the grenade does land right at her feet. So she doesn't get blown into little bits of red flesh and blue spandex, but she does vanish in a cloud of flying bits of metal and orange flame. Surely no living thing could survive grenades landing at their feet.
And Cammy really can't, in truth! Consciousness ebbing away, she hurls herself at the distant Rolento in a final desperate attempt to at least take him with her! The doll emerges from the blast, seared and scorched, like a bolt of blue lightning aimed at her distant assailant, trying to give Rolento a good kicking for one last time.
COMBATSYS: Cammy can no longer fight.
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Rolento 1/-----==/=======|
COMBATSYS: Rolento fails to interrupt Killer Bee Assault from Cammy with Mine Sweeper EX.
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Rolento 0/-------/-======|
Oh, Rolento wasn't trying to kill her. Not in the slightest. Such munitions would certainly do significant damage, but she's built Ford tough. Glancing around as he descends, she then launches herself directly towards him. So she's still on her feet...! He suddenly yanks out another grenade, and kicks himself backwards. But she's just a touch faster, and unleashes the furious assault. In the end, he's kicked backwards, shooting away like a missile and cracking into a tree, which splinters and buckles beneath. Showered in leaves and branches, he slides down with a shudder, before slitting his eyes open. "Nnngh..." He's gone. Expecting a spandex blur to land the final blow and take him down, he's instead treated to the sight of her defeated! "That twenty percent... seems to have made the difference." he mulls out. Twirling the baton, he sheathes it once more, carefully adjusting his beret. "Mission complete!"
Mission complete indeed, for the Doll kept on kicking Rolento, boots bouncing him up into the air only to be kicked again, until she literally had no energy left. So when Rolento is falling, Cammy is also falling, nerveless, into a small heap of somewhat charred Doll flesh. And her uniform, well. Shadaloo are going to have to put in an order for fresh Doll suits, as it's practically reduced to rags.
The difference is that Rolento still has a smidgen of ability to actually stand up after the beating. Cammy, on the other hand, stays down.
Log created on 18:20:06 11/10/2010 by Cammy, and last modified on 18:30:28 11/10/2010.