Description: Cammy is on recon at the Duck Pond again, where she finds Mr Jones and Duck King. A friendly-ish scuffle is involved, as the Doll extracts some fighting data, and a tooth as well.
The man know in the industry as Mr. Jones is famous for having quite an extensive night style of visiting discos and retro dance clubs. Tonight is no exception as he steps into the dance floor drawing shouts and cheers from the crowd when the music switches to a heavy mix of 70's old school break beats. He assumes the stereotypical disco fever pose of pointing up with his finger whilst a hand rests on his hip as he gets down busting rapid foot work and spins on of his heel entertaining the crowd and drawing the attention of the resident bboy, Duck King. The mohawk wearing man jumps down to the dance floor and starts to spin on his back trying to out dance Mr. Jones but he reciprocates with even faster foot work throwing in several tornado Jeet Kune Do kicks as he has himself a regular dance off with Duck King. Needless to say the crowd is fired up, their cheers defeating and only muffled by the loud blaring music...a perfect time for an inauspicious interloper to see what Mr. Jones might be doing in his spare time.
Cammy on the other hand isn't known in the industry at all. Well, not the music industry, at least.
And she probably isn't really all that welcome in here, but whatever, Shadaloo generally goes wherever it wishes after all. Even Dolls may want to get funky at times, right? Or, more likely, keep tabs on various fighters, like Mr Jones perhaps, for Lord Vega. Knowledge is power, after all.
Either way, Cammy slips into the club, "disguised" in her red cloak which must be stiflingly hot in here, slowly making her way through the crowds. Being fairly short, her passage is mostly invisible, just a few irked revellers nudged out of the way, at least until she stands by the edge of the dance floor, watching the dance off of sorts with bright blue (and blank) eyes, with her hands stuffed into the voluminous pockets of her cloak.
The dancing just intensifies even more, the two dancers doing more extravagant and acrobatic maneuvers to impress the crowd, each trying their damnest to out do the other. The music speeds up and so do their rhythm dancing with burning favor and the crowd just absolutely loves the clash of Bboying with Disco beats both of them mixing in their martial art styles with gusto. It is because of this hybrid fighting dance styles that each dancer reaches their peak and come to an abrupt stop, the music slows down feeling the imminent calm before the storm; The Duck Pond is known to host events other than just dance battles and everyone knows what's about to happen once Mr. Jones and Duck King stop and stare at each other like that.
FIGHT!
Both men rush at each other and exchange a few blows until Jones kicks Duck King in the chest and sends him sliding down the dance floor towards the crowd with a grunt. The bboy seems unable to stop himself and it is only friction that manages to keep him from crashing into the crowd, though he does happen to land, interestingly enough, right under a red cloak covered individual. Duck King blinks when he looks up Cammy's legs and while he otherwise wouldn't mind the view he could recognize those cammo painted legs anywhere "Woawoawoawoa!!! Shadowloo!!" The bboy tries to scamper out of Cammy's cloak and away from her, though he can't seem to do it very fast, that kick to the chest knocked the air out of him.
Cammy doesn't move an inch, merely looking down at Duck King blankly as he lies on the floor in front of her like that. Only after she realises that his head is actually beneath the cloak, and he's staring up at her legs, does she assume a rather irked expression. The Doll may be one of the more placid and easygoing dolls that Shadaloo has, but, really.
She puts her hands on her hips, and glares at the two of them. "That really is very rude. You are lucky I didn't stamp on your face." she informs them, and glances around at the rest of the dancers, who no doubt are thinking the party must be over given that 'Shadaloo', aka the guys who invaded this city a little while ago, just got namedropped. "And now you have ruined the party and the dances." she adds, a little mournfully, and with a slight shake of her head. "Is the fight over now? How am I to watch now?".
Sure enough, at the cry of Shadaloo the music does the classical record scratch as it stops and the crowd parts away from the red cloaked figure eyes full of fear. After Cammy has announced her annoyance at Duck King's reaction, the bboy sits up and makes a disgruntled face at the Killer Bee Doll. "First of all, it was an accident, second; it's my dance club, it stops when I say so." Mr. Jones however shakes his head and helps Duck King stand up, grasping him by the back of his jacket to put him back on his feet. "Don't say that brotha." The smooth talking cool disco cat says, his voice almost soothing the crowd back from their panic. "The groove don't ever stop, don't you know that?" Jones smirks and puts his own hands on his hips, he doesn't know much about the Shadaloo but he has heard the rumors of the organization, it's pretty darn big reputation for him to be completely oblivious despite never have met one of their agents. "Now little lady, I assume that these good folk here aren't scared witless from you for no reason. You haven't been causing trouble here have you?" He cracks his knuckles walking towards Cammy "Trouble makers and I, we don't see eye to eye." This draws a frown from the bboy not liking where this is going "Dude, don't mess with Shadaloo--or at least take it outside, I don't want my club trashed."
Cammy huffs a little. "I am only looking." she says defensively, and more than a little sulkily. "Wherever I go, I get hassled by people.". Being a terrorist of sorts sucks, it's nothing but aggravation. "I am sick of it. Very sick of it. All because you do not appreciate Lord Vega's genius.". She then rolls her eyes at the two fo them, and notes, "Lord Vega does not have any orders pertaining to you or your place of business. I was not planning on trashing your club, but it seems this one" - one finger jabs out at Mr Jones - "seems interested in so doing. Maybe you should throw him out, Duck King. Maybe I will help you? Maybe it would be fun.". She smiles a thin line of a smile. This counts as Doll 'humour'.
She doesn't move at all as Mr Jones advances - aside from inclining her head a bit, as he is rather taller than her. It does look a little one sided. At least while she has the cloak on, and the scary 'roid body is hidden from view.
Mr. Jones considers the offended look that the cloaked girl gives him, since she is a girl being able to see a bit of her face and he just heard her voice. Usually when Jones calls people out like that they throw aside their disguise and rush in to attack him, that Cammy is putting herself as the victim her sort of confuses him...and intrigues him too, clearly there's more at work here than he thinks. While he's thinking this it is Duck King who responds right away as he has been present to Shadaloo's atrocities and fires right back. "Sorry babe! The Duck doesn't work for lame losers like Vega! In fact--" He starts moving right along with Jones standing to his side. "If I team up with anyone here it'll with my bro Jones, my club getting thrashed is a small prize to pay to put you guys in their place!" Mr. Jones however motions for Duck to stop with a single movement of his hand, causing the fiery bboy to deflate his shoulders. "Stay cool brotha, ain't no need for no one to get bruised up...yet." He crosses his arms, his black shades reflecting the light of the disco ball above them making it look like if they were sparkling. "You strike me as one that's got some funk going on girlie, it's a shame you got a bad rep. I ain't one to judge harshly though, so I leave it up to you if you want to knuckle up or just be groovy. Ain't nobody telling you can't dance here." Duck King looks outraged at Jones and complains "Dude! We can't just let her be here!" But the funky martial arts gets him to calm down "Stay cool brotha, let's see what she does." Of course Duck's thinking that by 'seeing what she does first' is just an invitation for disaster, he is not as cool headed and forgiving as Jones.
Cammy widens her eyes fractionally at Mr Jones, who seems to be something of a mindreader. It's true that she thinks her life lately has really sucked, and it's even true that she's quite bitter about it - all Lord Vega's plan, probably, to toughen up his Doll - but on the other hand, sympathy is something she hates, and Mr Jones is - she thinks, the staid Doll can barely understand what he means! - maybe erring on the side of sympathy.
"Lord Vega is no loser. He is the greatest man who ever lived." she hisses at Duck. But she smirks as apparently her winning ways have made Mr Jones pause! "I do not dance. I do not need your sympathy, either. If you wish to fight, we shall fight.". She tilts her head sideways, and then notes, "But if you wish we can have the sort of fight which does not involve me trying to break one of your arms permanently. Like Queensberry rules. I do not know you, after all. Maybe it will be interesting.".
She peers at Mr Jones, now ignoring Duck contemptuously after he dissed her beloved boss so, and then asks, "What is your name?", while tugging back the hood of her cloak so she can see him a bit better, revealing her blonde pigtailed head. It's not like her disguise really matters now, after all.
Jones is no mind reader, he's just a people person and all around nice guy, but since empathy is so scarce it this day and age some people consider it a super power now. He can't help but smirk and chuckle slightly at the interaction between Duck and Cammy, the bboy's heart is in the right place but conflict is not the way to reach out for this one, at least not as direct. "Whatever.." Duck grunts at Cammy's retort but Jones interject because she tries to pick a fight with him instead, that could turn rather ugly. "Don't confuse sympathy for understanding girlie, I've seen your type far too many times to not recognize it. A cool gal trying to hide something beneath that equally cool exterior." Jones takes his shades off and hands them to Duck who starts to Moonwalk back and away. "Fighting is a dance all in itself and I'll be glad to be your dance partner for tonight." Smiles the dark skinned man with the 'fro. "Don't you worry none about my arms, I can take the heat." Ambling around the dance floor keeping his gaze on Cammy he motions for her to come closer and join him in the center and away from the crowd. "Name's Jones Johnny Damon girlie, but my friends call me Mr. Jones." A smirk. "Now you can too...and may I ask who am I dancing with tonight?" "Her name's Cammy!" Duck calls from the sidelines causing Jones to roll his eyes. "Thanks brotha..."
That sounds like an invitation, so Cammy prowls out onto the dance floor, and tugs off the red cloak, discarding it casually onto the floor. Beneath is her blue Shadaloo issue leotard, with blue lighting bolts painted onto her legs - today, in fact, painted so that if she stands with her legs together they form an image vaguely, albeit very vaguely, in the shape of the Shadaloo skull's wings. Not to mention her awesomely long pigtails, she probably spends as long as Mr Jones does every morning doing her hair!
Of course, the fact that the clothing is quite scanty means her attire doesn't do much to hide the fact that she also seems to be rather overmuscled for a tiny girl. Whatever drugs Dr Senoh uses to make his Dolls clearly work.
"Oh. One moment.". She crouches down to rummage around in her discarded cloak for a moment, to draw out a tiny blue garrison cap, which she balances atop her head. When she rises back to her feet again, her eyes are narrowed, and she is evidently studiously ignoring Duck. "My name is Cammy White.".
Mr Jones frowns gravely once Cammy reveals herself, nothing that she's very muscular for a girl her girth, clearly having used some type of steroid to get her to be of that physique. Not only that, but his gaze lowers to her legs where he can see some kind of military insignia painted there, like something one would see branded cattle. Either this girl is extremely zealous to her organization or there's something else going on here..something he can't quite figure out yet knows that he is extremely..well...not groovy. He rubs his nose, his cool exterior cracking a bit as he looks rather unnerved all of the sudden, something about Cammy's stoic attitude and look telling him there's something very wrong with her-- but not being well acquainted with Shadaloo he doesn't know what. "Okay then..Camille." He finds himself grinning despite the sudden sense of 'wrongness' that Cammy gives him. "Shall we dance?." After this he really ought to dig deeper into Shadaloo's past, it really rubs him the wrong way."
COMBATSYS: MrJones has started a fight here on the right meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Cammy has joined the fight here.
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Cammy rolls her eyes at the frown. "What now? You see why I wear the cloak, I guess." she mutters. And seeing him staring at her legs like that causes her to look down at herself. "I like my legs. Much better than Chun-Li I think. She is all deformed, all legs and nothing else. I am in much better proportion." she says proudly. These things are important.
She bristles a bit when he gets her name wrong though! "Camille? /Cammy/. Camille is a name for eighty year old grandmothers." she tells him sourly, as she shoos Duck out of the way to stand before Mr Jones, red gauntleted hands held up defensively. "I am ready, Jones Johnny Damon.". She isn't his friend, after all. That is pretty clear. "You may begin your... dance.".
"It ain't that." Mr. Jones closes his eyes and shakes his head once Cammy starts to get self conscious about her legs, women..honestly. At least he's glad that Cammy isn't on to him and hasn't realized that he's looking deeper than just her exterior and decides to play the fool and indulge her, making her think that he is indeed just looking at her body. "Yeah girl, she ain't got nothing on you. Slender yet powerful, a sight for sore eyes." There that should stir her off the path enough. "Sure thing /Camille/. Let's get this party started!" The music starts up again as he makes it quite clear he is not going to stop calling her Camille until she calls him Mr. Jones, can't have your cake and eat it!
Duck for his part makes it obvious who he's cheering for, disliking Shadaloo quite a bit. "Take her out Jonesy!"
Mr. Jones takes a Jeet Kune Do stance and dashes at Cammy aiming to do a front snap kick at her abdomen.
COMBATSYS: Cammy blocks MrJones' Light Kick.
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Cammy 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 MrJones
Cammy is receptive to flattery, as she does beam happily when Mr Jones acknowledges her superiority over The Other. Though he promptly wipes the smile off her face with that awful name right after.
She's ready for him, and when his foot snaps out at her, one of those gauntleted hands promptly reaches down over her belly to intercept, and with a twist of her body and a forearm that snaps against his calf, Mr Jones' foot mostly harmlessly brushes against her side.
"You will not irritate me by calling me names." she tells him, prowling around him now, blue eyes fixed upon him with an intense, serious gaze. "That is a trick that only works on fools. And I am no fool. You may try again now, if you like..." she mutters, looking over him, and taking note of his style. "With your... Jeet Kune Do.".
The Doll is mostly interested in how he fights after all, so that Shadaloo's databanks can be a little closer to perfection with a record for Mr Jones in it.
COMBATSYS: Cammy calculates her next move.
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Cammy 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 MrJones
Mr Jones notes Cammy's expression, she isn't the only one that can take data on other fighters, though in Jones' case he does so to better himself rather than a big terrorist organization. So the stoic girl is not above responding to praise and annoyances, looks like she's not too far gone if that the's case and he makes a note to remember that so that he can use it to his advantage later. Grinning as his kick is deflected striking only the girl's forearm, he does a twist on his heel putting himself right in front of Cammy once again. "Relax girl! It's just a joke." He isn't surprised that Cammy guesses his fighting style right, it isn't that uncommon after all, but as most practitioners of the style he brings his own flavor to the fray. He tosses a straight fist sailing right for Cammy's jaw aiming to cold clock her. "WASHAA!"
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Cammy with Funky Impact.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-
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Cammy 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 MrJones
Cammy pffts at him. "Jokes. Pff. I dislike your unfunny jokes.". Clearly Mr Jones does not understand Doll humour.
In fact it seems she actually /is/ annoyed by his needling, even if she said that she wasn't. Because while she does start to try and dodge out of the way of his onrushing fist, it's far, far too slow to actually dodge him. Instead he smashes her right in the side of her lower jaw, and she goes spinning to the floor with a heavy thud.
She then slowly gets back up again, clutching her face with one hand. "Ow..." she says, blinking her eyes in surprise. Then she narrows her eyes, and lets her hand fall to her side, before abruptly going down into a handstand in front of him. But this is no mere display of gymnastics, as those legs they were just talking about snap forward to try and wrap around his neck - and if they do, he'll soon be finding out what it feels like to smash head first into the dance floor he loves so much.
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits MrJones with Weakened Frankensteiner.
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Cammy 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 MrJones
"OOoOOOOOooOoh!" Both the crowd and Mr. Jones wail when they witness the heavy handed fist strike Cammy in the chin. Looks like Mr. Jones was playing too much of physiological warfare here. it wasn't his intention to decrease Cammy's fighting ability by confusing her as it's a thing he usually reserves for when not sparring since it's kind of an underhanded tactic. "Dang! Sorry." Jones stops on his tracks when he sees Cammy go tumble down onto the unforgiving dance floor, feeling awfully bad for playing mind tricks on her in their 'dance' and repriminds himself mentally. He leans down though, attempting to help Cammy up only to suddenly feel very powerful legs wrapping around his neck to pull him forward. "Oh baby!!" The man flails and is sent sailing down "Not the 'fro!!" Because the skull is perfectly acceptable just as long as he doesn't get his do messed up. Jones however lands on his back and rolls with the throw, laughing despite the pain as he wraps his own arms around Cammy's legs, using the momentum to counter toss her by flinging her forward attempting to return the favor. "You do a bit of wrestling do you babe? One of the best dances 'round!" He's definitely enjoying this.
COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges MrJones' Toss to Ground.
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Cammy 0/-------/----===|===----\-------\0 MrJones
Cammy is a bit more focused now it seems, and trying to grab hold of her is like trying to hold on to a wriggling, squirming eel, and her attire gives almost nothing to try and grab hold of aside from the pigtails, which makes it even worse. In any case, she manages to fairly easily evade his grasp. "Throws are a specialty of mine, yes." she replies, fairly curtly, an almost comical look of seriousness on her face as she manages to fend him off.
"Your hair is fine. For now." she notes, as while the two of them are still tangled up she reaches over for one of his legs, trying to get a firm grab on /him/, just to demonstrate. Assuming she does manage to get hold of his leg she gives it quite a vicious twist, the look of concentration on her face never wavering as she tries to do horrible and painful looking things with his joints. "See?".
COMBATSYS: MrJones dodges Cammy's Weakened Strong Throw.
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Cammy 0/-------/----===|===----\-------\0 MrJones
Mr. Jones could have -potentially- tried to grab on to her leotard..but that just would have being /not cool/. He's suave and can fight dirty if it comes down to it, but he has clear respect for other fighters and there's some boundaries he does not cross. Either way, yes Cammy slips right out of his grasp and he stumbles forward, though again he spins on his heel to face her right away once more, keeping up with the music, he's always on the move, always attacking even when he's on the defensive. "Heh, thanks for the consideration, it's a pain to get it to stay down like that, I'm sure you know what I mean." Says he very casually as Cammy goes to tackle him and try to twist his leg right out of his socket or something horribly painful like that, but it'll take more than that to break Jones' cool demeanor. As he is getting twisted, Jones spins with the throw, his body staying sideways in mid air as he spins like a pinwheel and uses the force to send a kick right for Cammy's face. "WASHAAA!"
COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges MrJones' Strong Kick.
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"Man, this fight's intense!" Notes Duck King
Cammy can dodge big heavy kicks like that fairly easily. She spins her body and suddenly goes down low onto the ground with blinding speed, and all just after she got up from the wrasslin' they just indulged in, causing the kick to fly through empty air. This time at least her face doesn't get smashed disco style.
"No... not really." she admits. "My hair stays down anyway. It just... gets in the way.". Cammy without her hair braided up must be quite a sight, but it's not one anybody who doesn't work for Shadaloo ever gets to see - and right now she's more focused on inflicting pain than comparing hair care tips. She suddenly launches herself at him, feet first, her boots looking quite heavy and capable of doing significant damage if they smash into him. "Spiral ARROW!".
COMBATSYS: MrJones blocks Cammy's Weakened Spiral Arrow.
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Mr. Jones completes the full circle in mid air and lands on his feet, noting that hit nothing but air. As he suspected Cammy is quite nimble and now that he's not taunting her she can easily dodge almost any if not all his attacks....Maybe just a /little/ psychological warfare won't hurt them too much, after all if they just keep missing each other all night the crowd is going to start heckling them. Gentleman as he might be, Jones is ultimately all about putting a good show. He starts backing up when he dodges, taking a Jeet Kune Do stance more keeping himself light on his feet. "Oh but I bet you do know what I mean. Your hair's very pretty, compliments your fighting style too, I've never seen someone mix in grace and strength as well you do." He cringes seeing the incoming attack coming, knowing he'll have to take if if he wants to get in some hits of his own. "Your violence is beautiful!" He manages to put in one last compliment before he's struck, though he manages to put himself sideways making a small target out of himself taking the brunt of the attack on his hips where he doesn't have any vital points. Once that happens he slides right beside the air borne Cammy, like two ships passing on the night, and aims to thrust a downward strike right onto her unprotected face. "HIIYAA!"
COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges MrJones' Retro Knuckle.
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Cammy's boots slam into his guard, and she bounces off of him onto the floor - and then hurriedly back to her feet. "You are lying to me now... just trying to put me off." she sighs - and it seems like when she's on top of her game she doesn't have a huge amount of trouble getting out of the way of him, cartwheeling off to one side, so he thrusts down and hits nothing but trailing pigtail.
A fairly short distance from him now, she then hops back towards him, and one clenched fist jabs out at his stomach with bone crunching force. "I don't like how you keep trying to hit me in the face..." she tells him, a trifle annoyed. "But never mind, I suppose thats allowed.".
Her own attack is quite slow and easily telegraphed, but maybe he'll try to tough this one out not knowing how much force there is behind it?
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits MrJones with Weakened Axle Spin Knuckle.
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Mr Jones grins despite clearly missing his attack, whacking nothing but Cammy's pig tail. "Aahah, okay you got me." Chuckles he and starts to give slight jump backwards to put distance between the two of them. "I admit that I'm trying to talk you out of your concentration, but it ain't no lie about the hair, those are some snazzy tails. I dig 'em." Only Mr Jones can keep a straight amiable face even in the middle of a fight and braces himself for the next attack trying to guess where it's coming from, though he sadly misjudges thinking that Cammy is going to throw another kick and takes the fist right on the gut. "Ooof!" He grunts and puffs out his cheeks making a funny face and can't help but grin. "I know! It's my bad for trying to mess up a pretty face like yours, but you ain't putting your hands up to protect it." What gal! To give combat tips to a seasoned fighter like Cammy! But he only means the best really wanting others to be strong too. Taking the punch for punch approach, the disco martial artist steps back after the blow, sliiiiides a bit to the side to put himself right on Cammy's back and suddenly launches at her trying to rain a flurry of /flying/ kicks on her back "ATATATATATATATATATATATA!!!!"
COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges MrJones' Bicycle Kick.
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Cammy 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\0 MrJones
Cammy is just too fast, the slippery Doll leaping to one side as Mr Jones comes flying past her, legs a-kicking. "I don't need to raise my arms to defend myself against you. Though I could block if I wanted to." she replies, voice a little petulant, as she somersaults backwards again so she ends up right where she stood originally.
Mr Jones has moved away by now though, and the Doll ponders what to do.
She decides to jump up into the air into a tiny ball, and then comes down from above right on top of him, like a tiny blue missile. Assuming he doesn't get out of the way, she lands right on top of him, and then bowls him over, somehow managing to twist around so that when he finally ends up heavily falling to the disco floor she is standing right on top of him.
COMBATSYS: MrJones blocks Cammy's Weakened Hooligan Suplex.
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Cammy 0/-------/---====|=======\=------\1 MrJones
At this point the crowd are heckling, just as Mr. Jones had expected they would if he kept missing his attacks. No doubt they are thinking Jones is purposely going soft on the Doll after his initial strike, ubeknownst to them though, Mr. Jones is now attacking with all his might, it just so happens that Cammy is clearly the superior combatant. He's sweating heavily now and seems short of breath particularly more so after attacking with those flying kicks which utterly miss the slippery foe, when he lands he doesn't even manage to twirl on his heel like a dancer as he does often, he bends over a little and puts his hands on his knees gasping for breath. "Dang....this babe's crazy." He's heard muttering with himself never having fought someone as difficult as her, at least Abobo was a big target even if he could hit like a truck, Cammy on the other hand..it's like fighting a wasp.. "Ooooh, I get it now! Killer Bee-AAGGH!!"
His revelation does little to prevent the incoming blows. No sooner had he snaped his fingers he was feeling knees on his back pushing him face first towards the disco floor causing him to land on his stomach. "Oof!" Good thing he wasn't wearing his shades, they would have probably broken right there.
"Come oooon man! Get up!" Duck King urges his fellow dancer on, Jones is scratching his afro now whilst on the floor wondering what he can do in this situation. Hmm...well, he's not one to resort to cheap shots but Cammy did mention she didn't want to get hit in the face anymore, thus Jones complies and slides back to get her off of him and throw a punch at her leg. Mind you, this is at the peroneal nerve which is to numb up her thigh and hopefully get her to stop jumping around so much.
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Cammy with Gaudy Punch.
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Mr Jones gets to prove that he's not actually going soft at all, as she climbs off of the prone Mr Jones - but in mid climb, she's suddenly punched in the back of the knee, sending her crumpling to the floor. Really, him deciding to stay on the ground and punch her wasn't something she was really expecting, assuming he'd be getting up again as soon as possible.
She favours him with a malevolent look with him lying down there on the ground, and puts one foot forward, ready to punt him. "You want to stay on the ground then do you? Okay!" she tells him, and then delivers a mighty kick, as if Mr Jone's head is a football, and as if the bar is a goal, as it looks like she's certainly aiming for it.
Hopefully Mr Jones does something or Duck King's club might suffer some property damage after all!
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits MrJones with Weakened Roundhouse Kick.
- Power hit! -
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"It's called a wake up attack, babe-HMFGH!!" Mr. Jones cocky retort gets abruptly silenced by a very hard kick right on the jaw, really the best way to make someone shut the hell up. Blood is spilled from his mouth like a geyser and the martial artist stumbles backwards, head to the side following the trajectory of the kick. "Ugh..." The crowd gasps when they see him reeling like that, staining his precious disco floor with the crimson fluid and berates himself for not having dodged that. "Heh..dang it.." Sighs he as he digs his fingers inside his mouth and pulls out a broken tooth which he just calmly puts on his pocket. For the moment he simply stands there looking as if he is trying to recuperate from getting his brain rattled like that.
COMBATSYS: MrJones gains composure.
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Cammy can do likewise, and she is actually rather tired. Given that from neck down she looks like a miniature bodybuilder that is probably quite an achievement if nothing else on MrJones' part. She prowls around him, red gauntlets raised, but is happy, for now, to sit back and have a breather herself, waiting for him to come to her.
The tooth is not lost on her, and for a moment she actually looks apologetic. Lord Vega would not be pleased. "You did say I could hit you as hard as I could. It wasn't even quite that hard." she tells him, voice a little lower, perhaps only just audible over the sound of the club in the background. "I failed to moderate properly in this amicable contest.".
COMBATSYS: Cammy gains composure.
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Cammy 0/-------/---====|=======\=====--\1 MrJones
"Hah!" Mr. Jones flashes a silly grin when Cammy apologizes like that, for some reason finding it awkwardly cute that a girl would do such a thing after kicking a guy's teeth in. "I ain't complaining babe." Incidentally the flashing smile also shows that Mr. Jones is now missing one of his molars, a black window on the otherwise white frame that are his teeth. "Relax, just one of my grills, ain't the first time I got one knocked outta me." Like a true fighter, Jones simply shrugs off such a thing and resumes his attack now that they are both freshened up.
"But I do hate to keep a lady waiting, let's get back to dancing okay??" Smirking despite the blood dribbling on his mouth, Jones launches to the attack as the tempo of the music starts up again and is instantly right in front of Cammy. This time though, he is quite aware of the woman's dexterity and he seeks to incapacitate this by doing a, somewhat, dirty tactic and step on her foot. Once he does this, he brings his left forearm crashing down on the Cammy's collar bone to rock her world. "WAAAATAAAAA!!!"
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Cammy with Enter the Groove Master.
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Cammy 1/-------/=======|=------\-------\0 MrJones
Awkwardly cute would probably do fairly well as a description of Cammy - though it's fair to say, as Quon could attest no doubt, that even with her nicer side visible it's probably fair to say that most people would be much better off without Cammy involved in their daily affairs. "I would be very angry if one of my teeth was knocked out like that." she warns him, whole body tensing up visible as he dances towards her. "So do not do that, okay?".
She goes to somersault away again, but to her surprise, Mr Jones is a hair faster, and as she dives off she finds herself falling, tripped, as if she was some sort of amateur. And then a forearm crashes into her like a freight twin, and she goes spinning to the disco floor.
Most people would presumably be staying down after that, if not being scooped up into a bucket and taken off to hospital, but the Doll rolls away from him, and unsteadily gets to her feet, bruised, but unbowed. "Ouch..." she mutters, before hopping in on one food, one leg twitching a bit and raising as if for a kick - before she instead drops one leg and hooks one arm around his, before heaving, trying to send him over one hip and onto the deck.
COMBATSYS: MrJones fails to interrupt Weakened Strong Throw from Cammy with Slide Double.
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Cammy 1/-------/=======|===----\-------\0 MrJones
"No way, I wouldn't do that to ya babe!" Notice how Mr. Jones said it in such a way that it marks Cammy as an exception, more than likely just as he is prompt to get his teeth knocked out he is also very likely to do the same with his foes. Cammy gets special treatment though because she's just so dang groovy and fun to dance with, though that still doesn't save her from getting smashed disco style! Jones is clearly picking his targets here, aiming to numb Cammy up by striking her nerves and joints and not have to punch her pretty face again...it's not that he's going easy on her because she's a girl (that would be his death considering how badly he's getting his butt handed to him) it's just that for him fighting is supposed to be fun!
And well..at least he has a lot of fun flailing about comically when his legs get wrapped up and he careneers down to the floor again, falling first.../again/. "Agh!! Yo Duck, I totally apologize for getting your groovy dance floor covered in blood m'man!." Jones calls from the ground chuckling softly and groaning in pain.
For his part, the Bboy just shakes his head as this has gotten more violent than he had hoped. "I'll bring ya the mop afterwards dude."
Well, it looks like Mr Jones is on his last legs, and so it's time for Cammy to break out the signature move. She prowls around him again, waiting for what seems to be the ideal opportunity, once he's done groaning in pain and is starting to actually get back up again, to kick him in the head again. Really fighting Cammy seems to be all about being either kicked in the head or hurled facefirst down onto the ground, while trying to pin her down as she zips around. Not that she's been doing much of that lately.
"I will stay and observe the mopping as well, perhaps. For amusements sake." she informs Jones, voice deadpan. Maybe she is joking. But probably not, in truth! But she has to be in a fit state to enjoy such a pasttime, which means finishing him before he finishes her, so she sees her opening and suddenly hops forward, one boot lifting up, to thrust out and hopefully crash into his temple with sickening force.
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits MrJones with Weakened Cannon Spike.
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Cammy 1/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 MrJones
Cammy says, "well, you get another attack still!"
Mr. Jones grumbles a little as he begins to stand up only to hear Duck and Cammy ridicule him in their own way, he has a great sense of humor but stings regardless. Thankfully for everyone he's an entertainer and begins to laugh it off as it slides right off him. As he begins to stand up, his body aches urging him to stop dancing! But he cares not, not even his own body can ever hope to stop the groove. The man puffs out his cheeks exhaling a long breath as he sees that killer dancing bee approach to land her deadly last sting. This is gonna hurt, he has no hope to match her speed, but damn it he'll do a blow for blow if he that's what it takes.
Lifting his arm up to try his best to stop the kick, that crashing blow hits him square in the temple and he spins on own axis like a top. This is not only flashy but it also help with the momentum to extend an arm out and attempt to back back Cammy on her already injured collar bone. He might have not calculated this too well though since after the spin he suddenly would feel very dizzy and unable to move.
COMBATSYS: MrJones can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Cammy with Gaudy Punch.
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Cammy gets the satisfaction of seeing army boot meet face, again, and is just smiling at seeing Mr Jones crumple to the floor, more permanently this time, when suddenly her world is rocked. It seems that the Killer Bee was more focused on seeing him fall rather than see his last, desperate attack.
His arm flails out, and smashes into her collarbone with jarring force, causing the Doll to stagger and then promptly trip over her own feet, ending up in a small heap on the floor herself.
And judging by the fact that she stays there, rather than promptly rolling to her feet again, presumably this time at least she's not getting up. Not just yet, anyway.
COMBATSYS: Cammy takes no action.
COMBATSYS: Cammy can no longer fight.
Duck King immediately snarls when Jones goes down and for a moment looks about ready to rush out and attack Cammy himself. Ain't no way a Shadaloo is getting a victory on his dance floor, play fight or not. However as Jones completes the circle and falls to his knees, he notices that miraculously his blow landed and Cammy fell backwards just as he did. Huh..no way, he managed to knock her out too. "Yo! Help a brotha out mang." Jones calls Duck King over, if only to get him off from attacking Cammy and thus the Bboy wanders over to Jones to help him up. He motions for him to drag him over to the fallen Cammy, the Bboy reluctantly obeying as Jones extends a hand down to Cammy offering his help. "You okay there Camille?" Surely more teasing ought to break her out of her stupor.
Cammy is still mostly senseless on the floor. But she does scowl when she dimly hears that name again. "I am not ... Camille." she hisses, not liking her new monicker, and stirring and wriggling a bit on the floor, groaning too as her poor bones register their complaints with her brain.
But it feels so comfortable on the floor, it stops her head from pounding, lying there all quiet and still. So she decides to lie there, for just a little longer. Her eyes half close, so she looks all peaceful, and she ignores the extended hand.
Both Duck and Jones laugh out loud when Camille--I mean Cammy groans in complain, at least letting both men know that she's fine. "That did the trick.~" Jones comments to side to the Bboy helping him up. Noticing that Cammy is not getting back up Jones takes it to himself to get her back on her feet and Duck can't help but be compelled by his kindness to assist. Honestly, only Jones would go out of his way to help a Shadaloo out after she totally whooped his butt. "Hey, ain't no shame on getting acquainted with the dance floor babe, but other people wanna dance too." Chuckles Jones as he attempts to grab Cammy's arm to hoist her up whilst Duck does the same to the other.
Cammy raaaahhhs suddenly when she feels herself being grabbed at! The urge to get out of the way of things has been instilled in her quite effectively by Dr Senoh, and so when feels people actually grabbing at her she suddenly seems to wake up and start writhing around like a supercharged eel, promptly wriggling out of their grip, to fall onto the floor again.
"I do not need to be carried out of here by Duck King." she hisses, the Doll having some pride after all it seems despite Vega's conditioning. She unsteadily gets to her feet. "Goodbye. An enjoyable dance." she says to Mr Jones, ignoring Duck King again studiously - no lost love there it seems - and offering a small wave, before she stalks away. En route to the door, she sweeps up her red cloak, and settles it back around her shoulders again.
"WAH!" Both dancers getting tossed tha hell out as soon as they reach for Cammy's arms, Jones because he is tired and Duck because he wasn't expecting it, both of them falling on their butts and staring up at one pissed off Doll, who albeit ends up falling back to the ground when she refuses her support. They both stare, unable to say anything due to the shock of that reaction and simply follow her with their eyes as she excuses herself before going out, Duck King glaring at her all the way. Once she's out of sight, the bboy peers at the bloodied up Jones still on the floor only to find him grinning "Yeah..she digs me." He says confidentially only to get sucker punched by Duck "Ow!!.." He rubs his jaw. "Not groovy.." Just another day at the Duck Pond really.
Log created on 18:22:55 08/06/2011 by Cammy, and last modified on 21:28:18 08/12/2011.