Description: Frats and beer are just a way of college life in almost every country. While the Ikari Warriors are known for being incredible mercenaries, they're also known for being a bunch of burly, rowdy guys, like college kids that never really grew up. As an archaeologist, Reese MUST have had better schooling than these ruffians, and it's time for her to prove the superiority of a proper (assumed) education and overcome Faolan despite the bar packed full of energetic mercs. (Winner: Faolan)
Welcome to Rio! Not only that a certain little hangout for one of the world's most well known mercenary outfits. Cervante's Bar has been the stomping grounds for any soldiers that come through Rio when off duty for a few days and have time to kill. The booze is cheap, the food is good and there is one of those badass little electronic jukeboxes that can play any song you really want to hear. There isn't much else a merc could ask for. It also certainly seems like a hangout for the guys as Reese will soon find out. There are few women in the Ikari, but none seem dumb enough to be on this little trip where about thirty of the Ikari are being rowdy at the moment.
The speakers are turned up and Van Halen pours through it as the men carry on and sing along to the tunes. At least they all seem to be having a good time and it seems they are certainly trying to make the place seem like a frat party. Truth be told this is a typical Ikari gathering in the bar so they didn't really have to change their party plan much at all.
Among that group is also one of the participants for tonight's fight. Faolan Sheehan is at a table with some of the guys doing tequila shots and causing trouble. For him he has honestly forgotten about Reese and the fact the Aussie had left him buried in sand and left to dig himself out once he regained conciousness. Even worse this may as well be a home crowd for the Irishman since they are more than likely all going to cheer him on. Of course that might change to jeers and teasing if he gets beaten up. "Bring on the Reese!" Faolan finally cries as the rest of the group roar loudly. "Yeah! Kick his ass Faolan!" It would seem some guys don't realize Reese is a girl just yet.
Such is //always// the case. You'd think more people would realize that Reese is //also// a woman's name, thanks to that over-the-top blonde actress, but no.
As it is, Reese Jones has been in the bar for a while. Hidden in a back corner, waiting to make an entrance. Really, she should have waited. Burst through the doors, made a big show of it, but there's something to be said for a little bit of understatement. Dropping her bomber jacket to the chair, she hops up onto the table and grins.
"G'day, mate!"
Kicking over an empty bottle or two, she leaps onto another table and then crouches down. "Nice to see you made it out of that sand in one piece." Beat. "More or less."
Amazing how the only woman in the place can be overlooked, but yet somehow Reese managed to do it. That is until she soon leaps up on the table and a few of the guys nearby get a bit of a dumbstruck look. They could have been hitting on her and they missed out! There are a bunch of cheers and laughter afterwards and a rather bulky man slaps Faolan hard on the back. "You lucky dog!" he barks though the Irishman seems less paying attention to what is being said there and sort of narrowing his eyes.
His memory is soon jogged by the fact she mentions the incident in the desert and he quickly hops to his feet. "You! Ya got some nerve showing up here after doing that!" he yells while grabbing his bata and pointing it at her. "Well this time is gonna be different. Ole Faolan has learned some new tricks and yer fancy whip and guns ain't going to stop me this time."
The cheering and carrying on is just getting louder. Some actually wanting the fight to start. Others asking Reese for her number or saying some rude things. There is probably a reason why most are single for certain. The Irishman seems almost instantly sobered by realizing who he is fighting now and he quickly steps up into the open space on the floor. "Lets do this!"
COMBATSYS: Faolan has started a fight here.
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Faolan 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Reese has joined the fight here.
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Reese 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Faolan
It's easy to go hidden when everyone's expecting a man, and the one lone woman in the establishment has her hair tucked up under her hat and is sitting in the darkest corner.
It's far more difficult to hide it with the entrance she's made so she just winks and plays it up as best she can. "No distracting me now, boys. Maybe after the fight." Waggling her finger at them, she smiles. Then her attention is turned to Faolan and she cocks her head to the side, having //no// idea why he's so upset. "C'mon now, mate! Honestly! It's not like I meant to leave ya there. I got dragged off into that jeep."
Beat.
"But fine. You wanna get right down to business, let's do it." Hopping off the table she spins a kick at Fao's bata arm and attempts to launch it away from him.
COMBATSYS: Reese successfully hits Faolan with Light Kick.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-
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Reese 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Faolan
Such promises to the Ikari probably only will increase the harassment. Probably a good thing for the most part it is just teasing and such. People like Faolan and a few of the others would actually stop a few from getting too fresh. They are professionals afterall and there is a code of conduct. It is just a bit of a loose code is all. "Oh yeah. Like you couldn't have headbutted em and come back." the Irishman replies and he soon finds Reese kicking things off by trying to kick the bata out of his hand.
He seems to be anticipating it and instead he turns and starts to come forward with his shoulder in an attempt to take the brunt of the hit. He is met with a kick that was harder than he expected and it actually stops his forward momentum and he staggers back a few steps before regaining his balance. He is met with some laughter from his guys. "Oh shut up or I will hit you all instead." he barks back while trying to compose himself. He needs to keep himself from getting too easily distracted. That isn't going to be very easy in this case, but he does his best as he comes forward and he gives a swing with his bata in an attempt to connect with Reese. A surge of black energy snakes around the stick as he does so and if he connects the woman will be met with a bit of an electric shock as well.
COMBATSYS: Faolan successfully hits Reese with Bata Thrust.
- Power hit! -
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Reese 0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0 Faolan
"In the middle of a bleeding sandstorm? Would've been suicide, and as you're //fine// I'm guessing you figured out a way to survive."
An arm swings outward to block the thrust of the bata, but rather than slow it down it seems that it strikes hard and sends a shock through her body. Reese gives herself a second to shake it off, and then she's making a face. "Crikey. //That's// new." Entirely unexpected as well so now she knows she needs to be paying better attention to that bata, or keeping herself at a bit of a distance.
Unlatching the whip, she snaps it forward and takes a step back. Then she's moving quickly forward again with a snakekiller technique, constantly lashing the whip at Faolan's feet and shins in an attempt to trip him up and bring him down to the ground.
COMBATSYS: Faolan blocks Reese's Excavation.
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Reese 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Faolan
Truth be told he probably made it out fine because he was under all the sand for the remainder of the storm. How he managed not to suffocate? That would be a story for another night. "Yeah, well....still!" So he isn't great with arguing this sort of thing. Especially since she is bringing up some valid points. Not everyone is a crazy mercenary that survies weird stuff like being buried in sand, thrown into freezing tanks of water and being hit with artillery shells.
Then comes the whip he remembers giving him so much trouble the last time they ran into one another. Of course Reese may soon remember it is hard to get the big man off his feet. Even more so in this case where he has a bit more solid footing due to lack of sand not being all up in his face and making it hard to see where the strikes come from. He grits his teeth as he gets hit a few times by the whip as he comes at her again and goes with another swing aimed at her hip. At least this one doesn't seem to come with a electric shock. "And of course it is. All part of the Ikari training."
COMBATSYS: Reese fails to counter Medium Strike from Faolan with Artifact Snare.
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Reese 0/-------/--=====|=====--\-------\0 Faolan
The bata comes in, and Reese swings the whip upward to catch the offending arm. Unfortunately for her the bata comes in fast and strikes her in the hip, causing her to lurch to the side when she's hit. A less than thrilled expression appears on her face and she glares at him.
"That's you're entire argument, mate? 'Yeah well'?" Shaking her head she suddenly steps back out of reach and then tips her hat. "I thought you were more eloquent than //that//. Or are you only able to form coherent thoughts in the middle of a dry desert and not when in you're in the middle of a pub?"
To be fair Faolan hadn't been drinking tequila chased with beers for several hours before the prior fight. At least he is able to speak without slurring or the like. "Hey I am plenty of that. I am just distracted!" he protests and the arguement only seems to be getting more of the guys laughing about the whole fight. They all certainly seem to be enjoying themselves even if Faolan isn't. Or at least not as much as he was enjoying himself. It is hard to be totally angry. He is getting into a fight afterall.
"Just don't let it happen next time." What are the chances of something like that happening ever again? Is this stuff normal enough for the Ikari that they are prepared to be buried in sandstorms more than once? Maybe it is just an attempt for Faolan to distract Reese before rushing forward and attempting to drive his shoulder into the woman to throw her off balance before following it up with him ramming the top of his head against the shoulder of Reese. At least he is nice enough not to headbutt the lady in the face.
COMBATSYS: Faolan successfully hits Reese with Sheehan Special.
- Power hit! -
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Reese 1/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0 Faolan
Reese watches him come at her and attempts to swing in the opposite direction and away from him. She steps on a foot, and turns to apologize to the man when a wall of Irishman comes rushing toward her and sends her flying into a table. Crashing into it, she knocks it over and has to take a moment to lift herself up off of the ground.
"Have you... ow..." Rubbing her shoulder she finally steadies on her feet and then makes a face. "... got it all out of your system now?"
Once she's up, she's rushing at him with a quick swing of the whip handle at his sternum.
COMBATSYS: Faolan endures Reese's Jab Punch.
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Reese 1/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Faolan
COMBATSYS: Hicks has joined the fight here in the center.
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Reese 1/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Faolan
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Hicks 0|-------|-------
The man that is stepped on is a bit of a buff typical marine type with a buzz cut tha has been nursing a table full of beers all by himself. He doesn't at least give the woman a grope and just starts to scoot to the side, but then Faolan hits Reese again and sends some of those bottles falling over and creating a domino effect. "Oh maaaaaaaaaaan! Faaaaaaolan!" he says rather loudly. "GAME OVER FOR YOU, MAAAAN!" he calls out while grabbing one of the empty bottles and flings it towards the Irishman.
As for Faolan he has yet to see the bottle being chucked his way. The man is on a rampage and even the other Ikari are moving to give him room. "Just a bit! I will feel better so-" That is when the punch solidly hits him right in the chest and actually stops his forward momentum again. What it fails to do is stop the man from reaching to grab Reese and picking her up to toss her into a group of three other Ikari that try to catch her. "Graaah. Okay I am feeling a bit better!"
COMBATSYS: Reese dodges Faolan's Medium Throw.
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Reese 1/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Faolan
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Hicks 0|-------|-------
Hands coming toward her, and Reese drops down. Ducking behind the fallen table she grins. "Good. Now that you've worked it out mate, maybe we can put it aside and..."
Reese hops back up from behind the table, reaching for Faolan. She's noticed the bottle coming at him, but she's not going to say anything. Instead, she grabs at his shoulders to fling him //toward// the oncoming bottle, and the table that it's come from.
COMBATSYS: Faolan endures Hicks' Small Thrown Object.
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Reese 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Faolan
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Hicks 0|-------|-------
COMBATSYS: Faolan interrupts Medium Throw from Reese with One for the Road.
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Reese 1/---====/=======|=======\=------\1 Faolan
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Hicks 0|-------|-------
There are some disappointed Ikari right about now. Once that probably saw what Faolan was trying to do and they did not get a nice looking gal falling into their laps. That bottle is thrown also with pinpoint precision and quite accurately by the drunken Hicks. It slams hard into the back of the head of Faolan and things go fuzzy for a moment as he soon feels the hands of Reese upon him. Or at least he thinks it is Reese. He gets lucky in this case and it isn't one of the guys checking on him. Or is it luck that no one checked on him after that clunk?
It seems to be more of the latter since Reese soon feels the bata that Faolan wields jammed into her stomach as he sort of uses his strength to pick her up with it. The black energy streaks through the bata and gathers into a rather powerful blast of electrified energy that sends the girl up and away from him as he staggers backwards and swings a bit wildy and manages not to hit anyone. "Gah, watch with the bottle you jackwagon!
With the air knocked out of her, and the electrified energy running through her body, Reese is in fairly bad shape. It takes a bit for her to manage to get to her feet, and even then she's fairly shaky on them. Through all of that though, she's not dropped her whip. It's as though it really is an extension of her person.
The man that threw the bottle gets a weak grin, and then a nod. "Thanks, mate!"
Without another word, the whip is lashed out toward Faolan's throat in order to choke him. With the looped leather in place she fully means to paddleball him from side to side until he's left in a daze.
COMBATSYS: Faolan blocks Reese's All About Me.
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Reese 0/-------/---====|=======\==-----\1 Faolan
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Hicks 0|-------|-------
Oh that can't be good. Reese actually gave a thanks to Reese which only will make things worse for Faolan. The big guy gives a bit of a salute while straightening up and trying his best to look impressive for the girl. Of course it also means he picks up another bottle and tosses it at his fellow Ikari again. What the hell? Did this become a two on one? The worst is the other Ikari are actually cheering on Hicks. Maybe because Faolan is beating up Reese and they are starting to grow attached to the girl. That or they are just drunk and don't care. They are having a good time.
"Who's side are you on!?" Faolan calls back towards Hicks without looking. It just means he isn't seeing the bottle come his way again either. THings just keep getting worse it would seem. He also has very little time to protect himself from the incoming whip that seeks to grab his throat. He throws up his arm not holding the bata and the whip instead snaps around that which elicits a grunt. and he tugs at the arm to try and get it free and also an attempt to pull Reese forward as well right towards him. That is where the bata is waiting to where he can sort bonk her right on top of the head with it. Hey, at least he isn't going for the face?
COMBATSYS: Reese dodges Faolan's Power Strike.
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Reese 0/-------/---====|=======\==-----\1 Faolan
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Hicks 0|-------|-------
A moment will come later when Reese is actually //very// appreciative of the fact that Faolan isn't attempting to bata her face to death. She's not //as// utterly vain as some women, and she's well aware that bumps and bruises are all part and parcel of the fighting circuit... but she'll still be happy not to have a broken nose to contend with.
At //this// moment though, the Aussie's main focus is keeping //away// from the bata. So she swings the whip back toward her and rolls across the floor and away from him before the bata can bonk her noggin.
Then she's swinging the whip at him again, this time in a fierce overhand manner. A lash, rather than a swing and grab. A straight attack with it.
COMBATSYS: Faolan just-defends Hicks' Small Thrown Object!
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Reese 0/-------/---====|=======\==-----\1 Faolan
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Hicks 0|-------|-------
COMBATSYS: Faolan just-defends Reese's Aggressive Strike!
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Reese 0/-------/---====|=======\==-----\1 Faolan
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Hicks 0|-------|-------
It seems like Faolan has had enough of this doubleteaming. That bottle looks like it might just smack him again but at the last moment he turns about and his bata comes around to smack it out of the air and it shatters against the wall. If anything it serves as a distraction at least for Reese to nail him with that whip. That is until he turns about again and his bata intercepts the lash that causes a bit of sawdust to go into the air from the force where the two weapons meet. "That's it, Hicks. Yer getting a personal training session with me tomorrow if you keep it up." Hicks actually pales a bit after hearing that mostly because he just saw what happened. It isn't often that Faolan is so quick on the draw.
Now that he thinks he at least has things back down to a one on one contest he turns his attention fully back to Reese. "Sorry about that. Now, where were we?" he asks before lunging forward. It is a pretty straight forward thrust where he actually tries to hook the end of his bata up and tangle it a bit in Reese's shirt so he can try to yank her closer. All the while another shock is released from the bata. "Hup!"
COMBATSYS: Reese dodges Faolan's Saying Hello.
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Reese 0/-------/---====|=======\==-----\1 Faolan
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Hicks 0|-------|-------
The bata comes toward her again, and Reese drops back to avoid the thrust. It's a good thing she did, because chances are if she //didn't// the shirt would've wound up coming undone, and in a bar full of rowdy men? It would've ended badly.
Twisting the whip around in her hand, she grins. "We were about to do something a little like this..." Rushing toward him she twists and grips the whip handle tightly in her hand. Then she thrusts her fist toward Faolan's stomach as she runs past.
COMBATSYS: Faolan endures Reese's Medium Punch.
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Reese 0/-------/---====|=======\====---\1 Faolan
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Hicks 0|-------|-------
Once again there is a bit of disappointment around the bar, but there isn't as much grumbling. They are trying to be somewhat of a group of gentlemen. Only words have been used so far afterall and Reese ahs been groped far less than any other woman that usuall comes through that bar. Maybe it is the fact she has a whip and it gives some of the Ikari some bad memories of training sessions with Whip over at the base. Either way things could be far worse. Afterall there are guys like Hicks that have Reese's back since he decides to throw yet ANOTHER bottle right at Faolan to try and help the girl out.
Of course right now he is a bit more distracted by the woman coming right at him and ramming her fist right into his gut which makes him lurch forward a bit and let out another grunt as he grit's his teeth. It isn't quite like puncing a wall, but the guy is pretty solidly built and his feet don't budge. In fact he is spinning arounda s she tries to run past and he goes to slam his bata into her back to throw her off balance before attempting to deliver several other strikes before finally sweeping at her legs with the stick again to take her off her feet. "Hah!"
COMBATSYS: Faolan successfully hits Reese with Carry the Coffin.
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Reese 1/------=/=======|-------\-------\0 Faolan
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There is a place Reese would really like to put that bata, and it's not a very //nice// place. Granted, she's sure some think that about her whip. The bata crashes into her back, slamming her downward. Every attempt is made to regain her balance and avoid the hits, but she's struck again and again until he sweeps her off her feet. Crashing into a mess of discarded bottles on the floor, Reese groans and stays down for a moment.
Five seconds later she's back to her feet, groaning. She's not ready to give up //just// yet, so she cracks the whip overhead twice. All just to try and gain Faolan's attention and let him know she's not given up. Then she sends the whip cracking beneath her feet as she leaps over it with each strike toward the Irishman's legs, trying to bring him down to the ground before she finally gives up and just sinks to the floor.
COMBATSYS: Reese can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Hicks successfully hits Faolan with Small Thrown Object.
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Hicks 0|-------|-------
COMBATSYS: Faolan blocks Reese's Pay Attention!.
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She is a slippery one, but it seems Faolan's constant pressing of attack finally seems to pay off and he manages to take her down. Or at least he thinks he has her down for the count. Between the fact she has the energy to muster another attack that he has to deal with COMBINED with the fact another bottle slams against the back of his head one might think he could be down and out too. He manages to stand his ground somehow, though and even if he feels quite a bit of pain in his legs the Irishman manages to keep on his feet. He is also staring right at Hicks whole is doing his best to kind of hide behind another Ikari or two. The session tomorrow probably just got worse for the big guy.
He turns back to Reese and see that she seems to finally be done. The official and camera man that had been spending the entire time on the faaaaar end of the bar seem to call it then and there. The damages are already going to probably be bad enough to pay out combined with the tab the Ikari are running up tonight. The just want to drop money and run befroe it might get more rowdy. Especially since Faolan one and that seems to just mean the Ikari are ready to party more. In the end Faolan checks on the gal and well hey. She will wake up soon enough in a chair with drinks to be had when she starts to come to. It is going to be an all nighter.
COMBATSYS: Hicks has left the fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Faolan has ended the fight here.
Log created on 18:52:13 10/03/2011 by Reese, and last modified on 09:09:38 10/04/2011.