Description: A league match in Vegas pits Guile vs Hotaru. The back and forth crushing assaults result in a close bout but the All American is the one that remains standing in the end! ( Winner: Guile )
Vegas! The lights. The glitz. The excitement. The action. Even at this evening hour, the city is alive with never-resting energy and the world famous Fremont Street is definitely no exception to that rule. People meander in and out of the large casinos that border the elaborate avenue, each with their own theme and marketing spin, all in a bid to get tourists to step into their inviting walls and partake of the Vegas past-time of gambling!
Of course there are a lot of other things to do in Vegas these days besides gamble away the night. Exhibits, attractions, rides, and events a plenty are going on in the evening, providing ample entertainment for just about any type of person that might be in the area.
To say that sanctioned fights are staged here frequently would be an understatement - hardly a night goes by that Neo League or Saturday Night Fights is putting on some kind of production. This evening is no different and a length of the street has been cordoned off for that purpose with the crowd milling about outside of the ropes. Overhead, the canopy of lights is showing the Neo League emblem along with various pictures of the fighters to be brought together for tonight's bout.
At one end stands the diminutive Hotaru Futaba - hailing from Japan, her style of martial arts is decidedly Chinese in nature. Small in stature, her track record in combat suggests that it's best if one doesn't dismiss her as not being a threat. She stands at the ready in traditional styled garb - a blue Chinese styled blouse with small puffy white short sleeves fits her snuggly, the blue portion of it sparkling with thousands of tiny sequins. Gold embrodery at the sleeves and down the front suggests that this is no pauper of a girl but rather someone who has a fair amount of financing to back her up - perhaps from an active fighting career?
Hotaru stands with her hands clasped behind her back, her head bowed in quiet thought as she focuses her thoughts inward. Hers is an art that requires intense concentration to perform at her best and tuning out the loud Vegas noises is a bit of an exercise to say the least. Her hair is done up in a pair of pigtails that rest against her back, each one tied off with a red ribboned bow.
Breathing in deeply, the girl looks up, her expression calm but smiling. Competition like this - a chance to demonstrate the skills she has spent so much of her life practicing - always gets her excited.
Ah yes, Vegas! The sights. The smells. The people. The smells... The city is certainly alive, and it seems to Guile as if all of Las Vegas has come to see him fight Hotaru Futaba. Harrah's, he is sure, stands empty. Ceaser's Palace is as desolate as the eponymous relic of ancient times passed. Everyone is here.
William Guile stands across the cordoned off area of the street, removing a thick leather bomber jacket to reveal the sleeveless green tank top beneath. He looks over towards a camera set up to record the bout, bringing his forearm towards his shoulder and creating a rippling effect that sends the Star-Spangled Banner on his right deltoid flying. He cracks his knuckles, reaches up to ensure his hair is as springy as required for a fight of this magnitude and squares off with his opponent. He steps back with his right foot, hunching over into a modified boxer's pose. He seems to be taking this fight and his opponent quite seriously. He is prepared.
COMBATSYS: Hotaru has started a fight here.
[\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ <
Hotaru 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Guile has joined the fight here.
[\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > //////////////////////////////]
Hotaru 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Guile
Hotaru watches the American fighter briefly prepare himself for the match, studying the way he moves and carries himself. One can tell a lot about another from small details like that especially with the perceptive nature of the smaller combatant here. A soldier of some kind, the tattoo makes it clear that he takes his national heritage seriously, an attribute she can certainly respect. Americans tend to be brash and loud - incompatible with Japanese sensibilities - and the, well, ostentatious nature of his hairstyle suggests that he's very likely to be no different. But you meet all types in the arena of fighting. His track record suggests he fights with skills honed by Special Forces training. The girl can't recall ever having fought someone with that specific style of fighting in one on one combat before... she'll have to get the hang of it quickly on the fly!
"Mister Guile, it is an honor to face you today. Do not hold back. I assure you that I am no stranger to combat!" She lifts her hands, curling her right hand into a fist and cupping her left hand over it before bowing her head slightly out of a gesture of respect and an indication of readiness known among those who practice varities of Kung Fu like herself.
The Neo League officials conduct some business off to the side while the final preparations are being handled. An announcer fires off the names of the fighters and some basic statistics about them, but it's really hard to make out what he's saying over the everpresent din of Fremont street. But finally the call to begin fighting is made - "FIGHT!" - and that, at least, is heard loud and clear. It's time to take action.
Hotaru wastes no time, putting her speed to work for her by bolting forward and closing the distance between her and the American soldier. It's when she gets only a little ways out that her stance shifts, her left leg bending a little as she kicks off into a short hop, spinning around in the air and bringing her right leg up, over, and down into a form of dropping axe-kick, aiming for Guile's shoulder with her heel. "YA!"
Should it impact, it certainly won't feel particularly comfortable, as Hotaru finishes landing in a careful, low crouch that might make it hard to counter attack her so low to the ground. If she misses, she'll recover gracefully all the same and land in the same very low stance, her feet far apart from each other, arms out at her sides for balance.
COMBATSYS: Guile just-defends Hotaru's Medium Kick!
[\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > //////////////////////////////]
Hotaru 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Guile
Guile acknolwedges the bow with a simple nod of his head, his spikey blond hair bobbing like amber waves of grain or something. With his background as a soldier being what he is, Guile tends to show his respect in how he fights his opponent. He continues to bounce on his feet as the officials conduct business, and then his eyebrows furrow when he hears that ever-loving word 'Fight'. His eyes widen as the smaller fighter immediately goes on the offensive, rushing him and bringing an axe-kick down right towards his Advanced Slope nose. He brings his left arm up, the kick glancing harmlessly off to the side with nary a scratch to show for it.
His response his big, strong and slow but so fluid that it is almost an art form. With little hesitate, Guile steps forward and pivots at his hips. Within the same motion, his curled right hand drops low. As the pivot seems to reach its breaking point, it all unfurls into a strong uppercut with his right hand towards the still-descending Hotaru. As he powers up and through, he emits a loud grunt.
COMBATSYS: Hotaru blocks Guile's Strong Punch.
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > //////////////////////////////]
Hotaru 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Guile
Guile's response time is flawless and the strength behind his deflection is more than enough to keep Hotaru's dropping heel from finding its mark. The young fighter responds with precision timing, dropping into her low crouch, hands slamming out in front of her as she realizes just how swiftly the American brawler is able to respond.
The impact of his powerful fist against her open palms is a meaty smack that nearly drives her away from him all together. "Ah!" the Japanese fighter exclaims, catching herself in her landing without slipping in the end. That stung though! Those muscles on his arms aren't just for show!
Still, her stance work is flawless and the girl isn't pushed away, leaving her in a good position to get another chance to strike him hard. Arms go out to her sides as wings, feet spread apart, before she pushes up and lunges, swinging her right shoulder forward so that her right palm can slam out, aiming to land squarely in the center of Guile's chest. That strike is immediately followed by a second strike as Hotaru twists to the right, her left shoulder coming forward so that she can lean into a follow up left-handed palm strike that packs even more punch than the first. "Ya! HA!"
If she manages to drive her left palm into his chest, she'll push backward with her hand, trying to use it as a means of dropping into a backwards roll and buying herself some distance from the brawler after this swift, in-close exchange of attacks. Her movements are fluid, transitioning from one posture to another without slowing down in the slightest. A trained eye will realize he is definitely not facing someone who is decades behind him in skill.
COMBATSYS: Hotaru successfully hits Guile with Fierce Punch.
- Power hit! -
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > ///////////////////////// ]
Hotaru 0/-------/------=|====---\-------\0 Guile
Turning away from his attacker, Guile takes the attack squarely on his shoulder, but for a moment his stance seems to crumble as the impact ripples through him. He side shuffles away for the briefest of seconds, until his own opponent goes into a roll. His blue eyes seem to study the young woman, analyzing her style.
Never one to sit still for long enough to matter, however, Guile rushes forward, making no pretenses at keeping his hands up to guard as he leaps forward. His arms bow, his back arching, and his knee extends. All the force of the man moves towards his rolling opponent through the small and bony surface of his right knee.
COMBATSYS: Hotaru parries Guile's Knee Spike!
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > //////////////////////// ]
Hotaru 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Guile
Hotaru comes up out of her backwards tumbling into a standing stance, hands raised and held out in front of her, palms open and somewhat facing each other, one foot slightly ahead of her while she bobs lightly on her left foot. She seems so small yet that strike she just delivered makes it clear that she has mastered the art of pouring her entire body into her attacks to compensate. No wonder she was deemed a fight suitable for Guile to face.
Sharp blue eyes pay rapt attention to every move Guile makes. With her light stature, it is crucial to learn her opponents styles in a bid to always stay just a little bit ahead of them... each step matters given how punishingly painful strikes are if they connect with her directly.
"You fight well." she replies, surprised at his reticence. It isn't common for Americans to be so quiet. He must be more serious than most she's encountered before. Soldier's training, perhaps? The crowd is cheering and hollaring, enjoying the display of skill between the two combatants. So far, the fight has certainly not failed to deliver intense action for all.
When Guile makes his move, she appears to be ready, however. He drops his guard - making himself perhaps an easy target to counter into if she were to take the chance - but that knee he's jamming out to lead the way suggests that she is better off not attempting to trade blow for blow. When Hotaru moves it is as if blue lightning given form, ducking down low, her arms out at her sides as she literally weaves herself beneath Guile's leaping attack, taking advantage of her lithe form to fit in that limited space available.
Her left hand extends, attempting to tap the American's trailing leg and sabotage his landing in a bid to buy herself a split moment to counter attack before he might recover. Azure enery trails along her right arm - a flash of chi brought to life by Hotaru's atunement with the world around her. Twisting into the attack, she unfurls the blue missle of pulsing chi directly toward Guile's back from fairly short distance - the time available for him to react will be limited to be certain. "HAA!" Should it connect, it will splash against him with concussive force - as if he's been struck from a distance - before dissipating into blue mist and vanishing all together.
COMBATSYS: Hotaru successfully hits Guile with Hakki Shou EX.
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > //////////////////// ]
Hotaru 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\0 Guile
The initial tap to foil his landing has succeeded, causing the soldier to dismiss his first line of defense against such attacks. Turning to face his opponent as he skips forward a step, he drops back into the modified boxing stance he held before. With a grunt, he takes the attack of full force, allowing it to dissipate around him with concussive force and then drift away on the breeze.
This causes Guile a moment's pause, regauging the potential of this fighter before he begins to move forward towards her again. With a slight skip forward, the soldier moves towards his opponent, taking to the air with a fist raised. It moves to be a feint as his momentum pulls him around to put his back towards the girl. His foot trusts out a moment later, large combat boots that would threaten to knock the head clean off of any normal opponent, but Guile knows now that this is no ordinary opponent. One can almost see it in his stance.
COMBATSYS: Hotaru interrupts Heavy Kick from Guile with Tanshou Shin.
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > //////////////// ]
Hotaru 0/-------/=======|=======\====---\1 Guile
Stunned stats
Pulling her hand back, latent blue energy fades from around her forearm as Hotaru steps into a different stance - this one seems a bit unusual, in that she turns her right shoulder toward Guile and rests her right hand on her left thigh, actually exposing some of her upper back toward him. It seems an awkward position from which to defend oneself, to say the least, and one might wonder why she would adopt such an unorthodox posture.
It comes down to controlling her own fears - forcing herself to take a stance that does not allow for conventional defenses such as blocking or ducking aside. This is the ultimate in committment to a course of action - one that isn't going to leave her unscathed but, if all goes well, will have left a measureable impact on her opponent.
If she was trying to be evasive, the feint with the incoming fist might have provoked her into stepping in the wrong direction and getting clobbered by that crushing kick of his. But Hotaru does the unexpected, bracing herself for impact, sucking in her breath as the mighty kick comes. "Tanshou-" She's springing into Guile, right shoulder first, crashing into his chest again after suffering a bruising impact to the side of her head.
The initial shoulder charge is enough to buy her a little bit of space; just enough for her to touch back down and slam her right palm out forward toward the soldier's stomach, her left hand jamming backward as a counterbalance to keep from stumbling into him from so much forward momentum. "Shin!" Every muscle in her body is coordinated into that attack, torso, leg, and arm muscles working in perfect cohesion to deliver one of the strongest single attacks she is physically capable of!
Stunned, the military man gets knocked six over tea kettle away from the smaller fighter. He continues rolling until he finds himself resting with his legs bent beneath him, almost as if he intended to land on his feet but simply didn't exert the downward force to elevate himself. He looks up towards fighter, reaching up to fix his hair as he nods, "Yours is good..." His voice is deep, with an almost brooding quality behind it, but the words convey a strange and motivational quality.
"...but mine is better." Propelling himself to his feet, he takes the few steps that exist between himself and Hotaru. He crouches down as he approaches and then explodes into the air, somersaulting backwards as sonic waves ripple around the man's leading leg. He lands it and drives forward again, aiming a backwards somersaulting kick directly towards his chin once again. Finally, he lifts himself even higher into the air with this last flashkick, shouting out, "FLASH KICK" just before his momentum carries him around and back to his feet, his stance once again proud and resolute in his course of action.
COMBATSYS: Hotaru endures Guile's Somersault Explosion.
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > //////////////// ]
Hotaru 1/-======/=======|-------\-------\0 Guile
By this point - by way of processing Guile's tactics and attacks, Hotaru thinks she understands the gist of what the soldier is capable of. Physical, brute strength, skill in striking and defending, but nothing too flashy. Or so she thought. He proves her wrong an instant later. When Guile advances on young Futaba she braces herself, turning toward him, getting ready to smash into his attack and deliver another punishing combination - maybe something even bigger this time. "We shall see!"
But when Hotaru starts to bolt into his attack, she discovers that he's brought something else to bear all together than a simple but effective kick. He's packing a fiercesome amount of chi to go with it! Sonic chi explodes off his leg, crashing into the featherweight as she takes an aggressive step forward, the momentum forcing her up on her toes from the impact while she tries to recover.
The subsequent attack is no more forgiving, smashing into her side as she turns her shoulder into the brunt of the force only to get knocked up into the air into a spiral. She should have defended herself instead of try to weather yet another attack from this cunning soldier, she realizes, only too late. But the opportunity is not lost! It is only by sheer willpower that she twists into the final crash of that forceful chi and dives right down toward Guile.
Her aim is to crash into him with stunning speed before he can recover from his own impressive assault. Should she manage, the young bullet will barrel Guile to the ground, sliding him along his back for a few yards, only for him to come to a rest with her kneeling on his stomach, hands pressed against his chest...
COMBATSYS: Guile just-defends Hotaru's Ten-shou Ranki!
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > ////////////////// ]
Hotaru 0/-------/----===|-------\-------\0 Guile
Standing as he is in his stance, the girl's flightpath towards him is readily visible. Blue eyes can be seen in stark relief against the white of his eyes as she flies towards him. With split-second reaction time honed at the controls of the country's best combat planes, he places his hands just so to deflect and then entrap the hands as they angle towards his chest.
Angling his head down just so, Guile seems resolved to his next course of action as he pushes away. As he creates the distance, he changes direction quickly, leaping up in the air and rolling forward so as to spot her from 180 degrees. He lashes out with a kick, bringing all of his considerable force to bear upon his opponent.
COMBATSYS: Hotaru blocks Guile's Rolling Sobat.
[ \\\\\\\\\\\ < > //////////////// ]
Hotaru 0/-------/--=====|=------\-------\0 Guile
Hotaru's attack is negated, deflected with an exemplary execution of skill and split-second timing. All of her descending, potential energy, is converted into a rough landing that leaves her recovering while Guile gets his distance and twists into a rather unorthodox attack that leaves his opponent guessing for too long how he will strike to get entirely out the way.
The only option available to her now is to deflect as much of the kick as possible, turning her shoulder into it, bracing her arm with her other arm. It still nearly topples her as she slides back before recovering, eyes widened a little at the power behind the impact. Sucking in her breath, Hotaru retaliates quickly, springing into a small hop, her palms delivering whirlwinding palm strikes that might draw Guile's guard high...
The meat of the attack takes place as she lands, however, slamming out with another one of those surprisingly strong palm strikes, attempting to drive the heel of her hand into Guile's stomach with her right hand while counter-balancing herself in the opposite direction with her left. "YAA!"
COMBATSYS: Guile interrupts Soushou Shin from Hotaru with Sonic Boom.
[ \\\\\\ < > ///////////// ]
Hotaru 1/------=/=======|======-\-------\0 Guile
For a little fighter, Hotaru has proven to have a certain toughness about her. Launching himself off of her to correct his flip, Guile lands on his feet just as she takes a hop towards him. Leaping backwards, adding a bit more power to bring a little more distance between them, Guile spreads his arms wide. It seems, momentarily that he invites the attack in, almost taunting her. This doesn't prove to be true as he brings his arms in with enough strength and power to once again cause rippling across his arms as he breaks the sound barrier. Only this time, the break causes a loud concussive boom which travels directly towards Hotaru's outstretched palms.
Another painful encounter with that sonic chi sends Hotaru reeling backward, her right sleeve in tatters from the impact of that powerful energy that crashed over her arm and into her body at point blank range. She slides back ten feet before coming to a stop, dust settling about her... for a moment she looks a bit unsteady on her feet, as if she hasn't a whole lot of fight left in her after weathering such punishing attacks from the soldier.
Still, her resolve continues to drive her forward and she isn't about to quit yet. "Nicely done," she exhales, her voice winded as she shakes off the dazing shock of the Sonic Boom, her ears still ringing a little from such close encounters with a style of chi she has never faced directly before.
Gritting her teeth, she clenches her hands for a moment then unclenches them. She can do this, she tells herself, she's not out of the running yet! Toward Guile she charges once more, blue chi forming in her hands as they extend out from her sides. Another leap has her twirling into Guile, chi-enhanced whirlwinding palm strikes attempting to crush through his guard. And should she manage to break through, she will eventually slam her shoulder into him in an attempt to knock him off his feet before diving down into him knee-first, encased in azure chi, as she attempts to slam him to the ground in the end!
COMBATSYS: Guile blocks Hotaru's Sou-shou Tenrenge.
[ \\\\\ < > ////////// ]
Hotaru 0/-------/-------|=======\-------\0 Guile
The soldier and sometimes vigilante nods his head to his opponent in recognition, his voice issuing out again, "Thank you." He settles himself into his fighting stance, prepared for the onslaught he knows is coming at this point. He digs his combat boots deeper into the ground and... there it is! She charges him, taking to the air with her chi wrapping around her arms. He precisely sweeps an arm across, stopping the majority of the attack but still taking a good piece of it none the less. He grunts, his eyes blinking as he seems to try to regain focus.
When he does, he makes a quick jump for her, ducking under her arms. He leaves a hand just beneath her left shoulder, using it as a guide as he swings around. As he finds himself behind her, he wraps his arms around her in a bear hug of sorts. Using his hips for leverage, he pops back, attempting to drag the girl with her in the most vicious of suplexes.
COMBATSYS: Guile successfully hits Hotaru with Dragon Suplex.
> Determined Hit! <
[ < > ////////// ]
Hotaru 0/-------/-======|=======\==-----\1 Guile
Again, the stalwart soldier fends off Hotaru's attacks, each palm strike an attempt to find a crack in his armor, a gap in his defenses, in order to pave the path to delivering a punishing final hit. But the opening never comes, his guard is too sure for that, and she finds herself unable to break through in the slightest.
The all-out offensive leaves her struggling to recover in time as she lands after the second battery of chi-laden windmilling strikes - recovery time that she has precious need of as Guile counter attacks with expert precision. Drawing back, Hotaru attempts to sidestep the incoming attack, not quite sure what the American warrior will attempt to do next. It's only when his arms slip around her thin waist that it becomes clear what his next move is to be - only that realization comes too late to escape!
Arms flail briefly, lingering chi fading as she is easily hefted up off the ground, over in the air, and brought crashing back down into one hell of a suplex! Upper back and lower neck impact the ground with crushing force, provoking a startled gasp from the wearied fighter. For a few seconds, it seems it might have knocked her out all together but Hotaru struggles after a moment, arms snapping down and pressing out, prying her way into a light flip to land in an uncertain crouch.
Eyes focus on Guile's location as she sucks in her breath, attempting one last charge as she bolts for him, seeking a grip on his arms in order to transition into a series of rapid stomps right up the front of him, each kick delivering a small amount of punishment. "Ya, ya, ya!"
If she connects, she'll use his shoulder for a launching pad to escape...! But it is a fleeting final attempt, as the young fighter lacks the strength to keep herself upright and will crumple to the ground regardless the outcome of her attack, unable to push herself up for some time. It will be more than enough to decide the match in Guile's favor!
COMBATSYS: Hotaru can no longer fight.
[ \\\\\\\\\\ <
Guile 1/-----==/=======|
COMBATSYS: Guile dodges Hotaru's Shin-Jou Tai EX.
[ \\\\\\\\\\ <
Guile 1/-----==/=======|
When the suplex seems to come together, there is a bit of relief seen in Guile's posture after his hard-faught battle. He rolls up to his knees, looking towards his opponent briefly. He takes out a comb, starting to fix up his hair when Hotaru jumps at him again. His eyebrow raises as she leaps into the air, his eyes tracking her with intense visual accuity as she descends towards him. He reaches down with a free hand, using it for support as he simply skips out of the way with a roll on his knees. He comes back up to his feet, striking a pose as he straights his hair once again. He opens his mouth, seeming about to say something grand until he stops suddenly. He nods his head once, offering, "Good fight," before he simply turns and heads towards the exit of the cordoned off piece of sidewalk, a beaten and bruised man.
COMBATSYS: Guile takes no action.
[ \\\\\\\\\\ <
Guile 1/-----==/=======|
Log created on 01:22:47 02/27/2011 by Hotaru, and last modified on 04:47:46 02/27/2011.