Description: It looks like Kyo Kusanagi must have been caught up in an important nap to where he could not attend an SNF that was going to be an attempt to make him be less of a slacker. Things get changed about and just when it looks like Elias and Mr. Jones are going to square off a rather surprising entrant is thrown into the mix at the last moment. (Winner: Elias)
Kyo Kusanagi. A very good fighter even if he is a slacker and doesn't take things seriously. He is one of those types that can frustrate people that train all their life and still never come close to being as good as him. Some just get natural talent and ride it out through their life. Of course the officials in SNF wanted to see if maybe some fighters could beat the slacker out of him. Good luck with that. Instead it is more that Kyo has not shown up and no one can get ahold of him. He probably is still asleep at home. Instead it seems officials have been scrambling to find something to save the fight.
Elias is starting to get used to things changing up a bit. Shenwoo never showed a few weeks back as well and the priest was left facing what was supposed to be his partner that night. Things did not end well for Reese. It seems much the case tonight now it seems like Mr. Jones and Elias will be facing one another now instead of Kyo given the situation. Not that Elias minds in this case. Even if he is an odd one Mr. Jones puts up a good fight and the priest was left feeling a bit sore the last time they clashed.
The Gedo students and gangers that gathered to watch seem a bit disappointed. Maybe some of them were wanting to jump Kusanagi afterwards. The announcer is set to introduce fighters and right before he speaks another official will burst into the dojo area out of breath and waving his hands. "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaait!" he calls out. People look intrigued as if Kyo had actually been found, but in the end that doesn't seem to be the case. "I grabbed someone else to make things more interesting!" he claims and seems pleased. Well it still doesn't seem like it will be a two on one affair from the sounds of it. Now just who got dragged into this whole thing?
Yeah, you know about all those, the ones that are just naturally good at something without having to train at all for it. Mr. Jones knows all about uppity punks like that he grew up living with them. However if watching martial arts movies taught him anything is that, most of the time, the best warriors are those that actually have no natural talent for it. Why? Because, unlike everyone else, they really had to train the hardest to get to where they are now. One could argue that this is the case Johnny Jones, I mean just look at him, currently sitting on a bench talking on his cellphone. The goofy and lanky man doesn't seem capable of even hurting a fly, yet he has already built himself quite a reputation of being a heavy hitter. A true example of what hard training can lead you to despite your own shortcomings.
"No man, I'm telling you, I broke /both/ his arms and you know what he did? He got up and beat the living crap outta me. Dude's whack!" Mr. Jones loud conversation with someone on his cellphone can be over heard, no doubt talking about his previous match that he had with Elias, he wasn't too pleased about the change in schedule and with good reason, he much rather fight an uppity punk like Kyo than the boxing Priest Elias any day.
But oh well, gotta do what you gotta do. Jonesy shuts his cellphone (with some problems since he still can't figure out how to use that freaking iPhone) and heads on over to the center of the dojo where Elias is. "Wellp, looks like it's just gonna be you and me Padre." Smiles the retro fighter extending his hand to his old acquaintance just as soon as he hears a commotion to the side. "Hmm...wonder what's up?" It doesn't sound like it's Kyo.
Slacker, is it? There's been more than a handful of people who have tried to insinuate the same treachorous allegation against the rather enigmatic figure of Aoi Himezaki. Seijyun's self-proclaimed protector, and foremost seeming-delinquent, is in fact anything but lax in the course of her studies. Frequently posted among the top performers in the classes she rather religiously attends when the mood is right, the leather-masked girl continues to astound with her mental capabilities. But so she should; she's the daughter of one of Southtown's wealthier business moguls, and has everything going for her.
Rather more than can be said for the unfortunate ragamuffins of Gedo High. Pity, though? No. Zaki feels very little but disdain for the actually-delinquent populace of the downtroddenest of her hometown's schools. The Kazama name may have earned her respect, yet the common youth are considered with a contemptful flicker of vulpine eye - much like the one given to the SNF official who approaches the Seijyun honour-student as she stalks her way past the slumlike facade of Gedo Street.
"What do you want?" She intones, menace creeping into her tone without thought, without true purpose. It's an atittude she adopts because the world requires it; because it will not let her be anything but. A flick of the wrist brings a chain link whiplashing against the core of her gloved palm. "I'm a busy woman, you know."
Of course, some things she is not too busy before.
There's a sharp snap of material as Zaki emerges behind the desperate cry of the official, and a heavy hammering of fierce-heeled boots as she - somehow - /calmly/ explodes onto the scene. Beneath the mask, her thin lips are curled in a savage smirk. Above it, predatory eyes gleam cold as ice, focusing in turn upon the power-punching priest she has heard so much about... and upon Mr. Jones. What does one with such pride as Zaki have to say about a man like that? Skill and strength he may have, but he lacks grace. He lacks dignity.
"What's up," she responds to his casual query, a second slash of tendons sending the chain gathered within her long sleeve to a sudden, arrythmic shimmering of polished steel. It gathers beside her right foot in an unruly pile, gleaming in the light of Gedo's dilapidated dojo. "Is this hole of a school gets to see how the truly gifted stage a fight. Kusanagi still goes to Taiyo, right?" Scoffing, she slides a foot forward, twisting her lowered arm to bring gathered links into a long, slow orbit. The noise cuts the air like a scythe.
"They never could learn a lesson properly. Why don't you washed-up old coots try Seijyo on for size?"
COMBATSYS: Zaki has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Elias has joined the fight here.
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COMBATSYS: MrJones has joined the fight here.
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Elias has been quiet and calm as ever the entire time. He was just waiting for a decision to be made and it seemed like it was finally going to be made until things went a bit crazy. The official first claims he decided to make yet another change and not soon after Zaki bursts onto the scene. If anything Elias doesn't look impressed. Then again his features never seem to shift so who knows how he really feels. He remains quiet and he ends up looking to Mr. Jones for a moment then to Zaki. "I suppose all the pieces are in play." He finally comments.
He unclasps his hands and he cracks his knuckles. The brawling priest seems to be as prepared as he can be given the situation. The field has changed a bit, but the situation overall is the same. Instead of just concentrating on Kyo he will have to deal with both Zaki and Jones at this point. Dealing with two opponents shall be interesting to say the least. For now he raises his hands and gets in his fighting stance. he seems to also be waiting to let one of the other two start things off. He is more interested to see what they do instead of going straight in to attack one.
COMBATSYS: Elias focuses on his next action.
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Pfffft! Pride?? Pride is naught but a human fallacy, for Mr. Jones there is only 'tha' funk'. What is pride to a thing such as the groove? Where has it ever accomplished anything good in comparison to the funky waves? Moral of the story? When it's Pride versus Funk, Funk always wins. "Well waddaya know? Looks like this Kusanagi cat had a sister." Laughs Jonesy as he hears the scary looking girl comment on such things, she certainly has the attitude to be related to Kyo.
"Looks like it!" Cheers Mister Jones when Elias goes to crack his knuckles like that, jumping clear away from him with several backwards somersaults to give himself some space from the two fighters. "Woo! One way or another we're gonna groove tonight Padre!" The funky fighter grins as he lands on his feet making a disco pose, Jonesy is always trying to make it a show after all, gotta get all these young cats acquainted with disco, it can't ever be forgotten, not that it's dead or anything, nope!
Once the fighters have taken their proper places, Mr. Jones bows to each one, he may have no pride but he still knows of martial arts respect. "Fight well." Says he first to Zaki then a grin to Elias "Let's show 'em how we Dragons do it eh Padre??" For a moment, Jonesy seems about ready to take Jeet Kune Do stance and wait it out, only to suddenly break into a run directly for the Priest! No offense to Zaki, he's sure that she's tough, but Mr. Jones is more eager to tangle with the boxer first for old times sake. "WOOATAA!" Mr. Jones leads up with a kick at first, trying to make it look like he's going to dislocate Elias' knee only to switch stand on the last second to fling a back fist right for the priest's cheek!
Zaki's crude, confrontational masquerade is designed not merely to obfuscate the inarguably better person that lurks beneath; but also to instigate a rise from those she encounters, whether as friend or foe. A form of 'test', the result of which is oft hard to discern within the girl's reactions. Her approval - or otherwise - is as soundly masked as her face, and as the true meaning behind her apparently belligerent frustrations. Elias' failure to rise is met only by a darting side-glance as she busies herself continuing the heavy circling of her trademark chain. Links rattle, the metal deceptively melodious as it swoops through the air.
"Well," she mutters darkly, her voice booming from behind strapped leather, "Tough crowd."
Is she put out that both warriors are ignoring her looming threat? These two seem to share a camaraderie that places her upon the outside, looking in, and beneath the veil it might be said this fact certainly meets with Aoi's appreciation. She may go unacknowledged; it may be a sign of weakness before the jeering crowd of Gedoites onlooking this clash of minor-league titans, but it's a situation she can turn to her advantage. Jones /moves/, and her gaze darts to follow him, tracking his movements with a keen underlying vigour.
When the time is right, she makes her own move.
"Oi!" With the frivolous capriciousness of a feline she veers with startling rapidity from distant calm to snarling ferocity, a darting step forward carrying her closer to the pair of older men as Jonesy's blister-poppin' knuckles snap out in a testing jab toward the stoic priest. "Bishop!" She addresses the latter rather carelessly, vying once more for a rise from his impassiveness. The uttered honorific falls into place with commanding weight, resonating dully as the rather brighter links of her chain flash across the gap between them, unravelling with astonishing speed to lash at the opposing flank to the kung funk masta's assault.
It's a fast, nasty little strike, the curving backlash of her weapon carrying a deceptive power. She's good.
Just how good is /he/, though? He doesn't look like much of a mover, and with nowhere to run... well...
"Check."
COMBATSYS: Elias blocks MrJones' Jab Punch.
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COMBATSYS: Zaki successfully hits Elias with Weapon Jab.
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The priest stayed back for a reason. In case he was the one to draw the attention of both fighters he would have a bit of time to prepare himself instead of perhaps having one come at him from behind while he attacks the other. Zaki's assumption of the man not being much of a mover may be true as well. When Jones comes in at him the priest makes no attempt to really get out of the way. He shifts his leg back and then raises an arm to stop the punch aimed to hit him in the face. He isn't so lucky to stop the chain with his other arm. There is a slight grunt that comes from him when the chain hits, but he seemed to at least handle the hit well.
For Mr. Jones he is the unlucky one to be targeted by the priest. With Zaki still a fair distance the funky fighter is much easier and within the reach of Elias. Those large fists of the Irishman ball up tight and he attacks with a quick straight jab followed up by a right aimed to hit Mr. Jones right across the mush. The latter itself flashes and leaves a trail of chi following the fist as he delivers the blow. The downside is the action does leave him a bit open to Zaki given she isn't caught up in the close up brawl right now.
COMBATSYS: Elias successfully hits MrJones with Sinful.
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Ah there it is! Those fiery knuckles that always burn him so much! Mr. Jones' shades flash when his forearm collides against that thick arm he recognizes. It appears that the priest has gotten a lot better since they last fought and the groove master has remained the same. This could be problematic! Jonesy takes a step back assuming his defensive Jeet Kune Do stance, keeping his hands relaxed to deflect the attacks and he blocks the incoming jab distracting him enough to get slugged right in the face. "Guah!!" His shades go flying after the blow there, something that always ticks him off. How did those guys in the movies ever did it!?
Reeling back from the punch, the funky fighter prepares himself to strike back (part 2), yet he stops himself when he sees that chain slice across Elias' cheek. For some reason, this angers him. "Hey!! My rival!!" You go get your own is what Jonesy seems to imply to the incoming gangbanger school girl person. With that said, he returns to the fray with his eyes focused on Zaki now instead and since she's facing Elias at the moment giving Mr. Jones her side, he swings a straight punch right for kidneys! "HAAAII!"
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Zaki with Gaudy Punch.
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Open Elias may be, yet Seijyun's reluctant princess leaves herself no less prone - actually betraying her composure to mark a rather heartless laugh as the pugilistic priest's fists lash out in the ol' one-two, the dormant flames of chi potent chi driving home a blow far more effective than mere appearance would dictate. A feature that Zaki can certainly appreciate, a touch of something approaching grudging admiration creeping into the tail-end of her mirth as she withdraws her chain and sets it back along her arm with a deft flexion.
It's a wasted motion, however, because in an instant the inimitable Mr. Jones is upon her.
"Your /rival/?" The sukeban spits incredulously, set to bark out another condescension toward the searing, incoming blur of his flashy fist. Perhaps she should be focusing more upon the fight, and less on ruffling the rather odd feathers of her erstwhile opposition, because this comment costs her; she is struck clean, and hard, driven back into a wild spin barely controlled by the outward slide of a high-heeled shoe. Dropping low, she rears back around with a toss of her head, the bestial nature of her unseen grin gleaming in those vulpine eyes. That /hurt/. It had to. So why does she seem excited?
"What sort of messed-up, cracked-up, backwater of a town sets a Catholic rockstar-" he wears shades indoors, you see? "-and a washed-up backing dancer against one another?" She can't hold back the ridicule from her barbed tone, any more than she can prevent herself lashing out with the chain links gathered about her arm, casting them toward the floor at Jonesy's gaudy-garbed feet. "What's the world fucking coming to, eh?" A twist of her forearm carries a surprising jolt, the twist of her hip aiding in sending her improvised weaponry from the floor into a bucking slash for the man's lower quarters.
The surprise, comes in what gives the blow both added speed, and power. Vicious, electrical chi pours from the shining links in arcing torrents of subdued force. It may not be the most cataclysmic of physical strikes; barely more than the one she dealt to Elias, in itself. Yet therein lies the beauty. They never see it coming.
"So tell me, funky white-boy, you sell a lot of movies beating on priests and schoolgirls?"
COMBATSYS: MrJones blocks Zaki's Dokuhebi no Tessa.
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Kyo may be a slacker, but even his attitude might be better than the young woman that has been added to this fight. The priest doesn't seem phased by the banter between both Zaki and Jones while also staying silent on his end. He is more focused on the actual fight than exchanging verbal barbs with anyone. She seems like she can take a hit as well as dish out punishment so it should make for an interesting fight in the long run. The fact he has to worry about two people instead of one makes this fight quite different than he is used to and rather enjoyable.
Zaki may have not tried to attack Elias when he left an opening, but he seems a bit less forgiving. When she starts to lash out at Mr. Jones the priest moves quickly to close the distance between himself and the schoolgirl. A large fist is brought back and he then delivers a crushing blow aimed right at the shoulder in an attempt to throw the young woman off balance and maybe off her feet. Zaki might soon find out just how much bite the priest's punch actually packs.
Talk about a potty mouth, this school's reputation is well deserved if they can spawn a delinquent such as the chain swinging biker girl. Mr. Jones has been to the streets before but man, that's some serious trash talk. Even if he was the one sending that high impact, straight fist directly towards the side of Zaki's gut it felt like he was the one injured. Not his knuckles really, just his sense of his integrity. "Jeebus girl, you kiss your mother with that mouth?" Jonesy clicks his tongue after the strike connected and danced away from the melee giving himself some room. "Apparently yours." He wiggles his finger at the mention of the odd rivalry between the groove master and the boxing priest. "We are fighting in your school aren't we?"
The chain is swung at his feet to clearly sweep him off balance. It's a big attack, that will likely hurt..../if/ he doesn't get out of the way. Which he does, mostly. "Woohaa!!" The spiked chain scrapes that back of his feet and knocks him back, though the dexterous dancer only goes into a quick hand stand to kick himself back to his feet.
"Actually...no." Mr. Jones keeps up the banter even in their midst of their wild dancing, he's the type that he can just keep talking and talking and talking no matter what the situation is, in fact, he seems to talk the most when he's fighting. "My latest movies have been busts. Lately I've just been keeping the streets safe for young cats like you." Jonesy pulls out another pair of shades just so he can add that cocky flash at his last comment. "Stay in school and don't do drugs, kid."
Where was he? Oh right Elias. "WAATAAA!!" As the priest suddenly attacks Zaki, Mr. Jones spins on his heel like a dancer sending a roundhouse kick directly for the priest's mouth!
COMBATSYS: Elias successfully hits Zaki with Strong Punch.
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If one could conceivably see Zaki's jaw drop, and if she'd ever allow herself to show such a gesture...
It's safe to say that Sunshine's resident groove master has hit the relevant sweet spot. He should feel pretty good about that; most men can spend hours searching and never get anywhere near genuinely rattling the crimson-haired sukeban's metaphorical chain. Jonesy's inference that she attends a dive of Gedo's unenviable stature practically makes her spit in disgust, her lips curling beneath the mask, revulsion curdling in her hard-eyed gaze in the same moment that Elias' blow HAMMERS into her, practically driving her to the floor through sheer force - in the wake of Mr Jones' own opening strike, it's enough to topple most.
But as much as it hurts, Zaki is equally loathe to show it. Toughness is more than skin-deep. With a hiss, she rights herself, favouring the battered shoulder as she retreats much like an injured animal, sliding away across the scuffed boards of the dojo floor as the hip, high-kicking movie star continues to run his mouth. There's a wariness in the girl's stance that wasn't there before, as she circles about cautiously, chain gathered around her arm in a bunch as she twists and winds it much like an aggravated junkie chews their cheek and wrings their hands, alert for the next fix. Impatient for their moment of glory.
She doesn't speak any more; because she doesn't have to. She'll wait, and then express her distaste.
It comes as Jones spins out of his recovering kick, a violent kiai leaving Zaki's leather-fringed throat ragged and harsh as she lashes back into the fray, her chain-clad arm whipping backward through the sheer weight gathered about it. Acting as a fulcrum, a point of much-needed balance for the thunderous snap of her raised knee. It lashes up and outward with brutal intent and intensity, but as the kung-fu master recovers it is aimed /past/ his afro-topped head, very deliberately coming within a half-inch of striking him en route to Elias...
And if her knee finds impact upon the priest's shades, she'll immediately extend her leg into an enviously flexible high kick, her impressively toned muscles expanding as she seeks to thrust him back, adding injury to injury and a sideward darting glance the injury; fixated upon Mr. Jones as she finally deigns to comment.
"I'm here on behalf of /Seijyo/. We're the best thing this town has going for it."
Her words are spoken with startling conviction. She actually believes it.
"You'd do well to remember that, and /watch your tongue/. Speak with your fists!"
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Elias with Slide Double.
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COMBATSYS: Elias dodges Zaki's Crushing Strike.
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It would seem Mr. Jones has gotten under the schoolgirl's skin. He is actually good at doing that sometimes depending on who he is dealing with. It is weird to think that the priest and him actually get along for the most part. Maybe because Elias is one of the few people that can handle the rather crazy personality and not be bothered at all. Or at least it might be a good guess. Once again the way his expression never seems to change makes it truely hard to gauge just what he thinks of things.
He does leave himself a bit open to the attack from the funky fighter and that foot slams hard into the face of Elias. It staggers him back a few steps and in the long run actually helps him avoid the strike from Zaki. The force of the blow means that kick misses Elias narrowly. He takes a moment to regain his balance and then he lunges right back for Mr. Jones. He drops to one knee once he gets in close and he thrusts both fists forward, aiming to slam them both into the gut of the other man with great force. "I don't believe she really likes you."
COMBATSYS: MrJones blocks Elias' Double Low.
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....You mad Zaki?
What's funny is that Mr. Jones doesn't even know why the gangbanger schoolgirl is mad, he just kind of blurted something out all amicable like with no real attempt to annoy her and suddenly she's like a pit bull on crack. What was it that was said earlier? Something about being a natural at something? Well, Mr. Jones may be no natural at fighting but he certainly is when it comes at just being the most /obnoxious/ person one can ever imagine. If he really wants to that is, it's not like he can't control it, just that bothering people is very easy to him.
"Hyea, no kidding Elly." The Groove Master deadpans with his ever present grin at Elias after he nimbly avoids Zaki's attack and goes for the double fist for the gut. It's a dance that Jonesy has danced far too many times, at this point he doesn't even think about the movements of his body, he just reacts. When does two fists swing at his stomach, Jones is putting both palms up to stop them before they hit anything more squishy.
"Eh...same thing!" One can't tell, but Mr. Jones is rolling his eyes at Zaki's enraged and overzealous attitude about her school. "Save it for prom night sista', really!" Like high school spirit gone bad, Zaki goading Mr. Jones into attacking her might work in the long run since he disengages from Elias for a moment to dance back and spin quickly on his heel delivering a tornado kick to Zaki's masked chin!
How about letting his feet do the talking instead!?
COMBATSYS: Zaki interrupts Light Kick from MrJones with Kuuha no Tessa EX.
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It's a beautiful kick. Really. Balletic, yet possessing an underlying martial power that cannot be denied, and the scathing schoolgirl's position directly alongside her flashy foe leaves her capable of defending; but arguably in a far worse predicament should she fail to time her reactions perfectly. Momentum is what counts, regardless the relative strength of the blow... but who has that momentum?
"Tch!"
Chain unravels in a melodious scream, and long fingertips lift to parry the kick aside as Zaki expresses her superiority in a single, dirty little syllable. Her digits throb from the effort of making that defend seem casual, yet she hardly need bother. The groove master's view will be short-lived as her other arm thrusts outward, bearing those heavy, shining links forth in a spiralling torrent. They gleam with deep-lodged energy as they scatter toward Jones' chest and impact with all the force of a far larger warrior's meaty punch. Piling up for an instant, they seem to then seek to plow /through/ the man, hurling him backward as Aoi stands statuesque in their swirling wake. Vulpine eyes latch onto her struck foe, predatorial. She is a lioness.
"Prom night?" Comes the caustically-mirthful echo to Jonesy's lost taunt, the rasping, bladed edge to her tone removing any real sense of good humour. "I don't know what rumours you've heard about /Kazama's/ kid sister," as she utters that name, the room stirs around them. Gedo take any slight against Daigo as a slight against them; and with fair reason, Zaki would happily admit. She respects Akira and her elder both, but now is not the time to show respectful airs to those minions who have by no means earned them.
"But the rest of us are straight as arrows and twice as sharp. You cross us--" She whips her chain back with a sudden snap of her arm, letting it hang at her side as she draws her chin up boldly. "And you'd better now how best to hit the ground. Don't take us for mere, simpering girls. We're better than the lot of you."
At this point she may just be addressing the room of Gedoites; but her stare remains upon Jones. Elias may as well not be there - though the prickle of her spine and the taut tension of her muscles tell a different story of awareness, for those with the eyes or senses to comprehend such things more deeply. Her guard's up.
The priest finds his strike dealt with handily. The force of it alone probably put some hurt on Mr. Jones, but the priest knows he is quite the sturdy fighter even if he doesn't appear to look it. It really does seem him and Zaki really aren't getting along at all. The priest starts to feel as if he should just step back and let the two go at it for a bit just to see what happens. There is some careful consideration as he listens to the two exchange words while also planning his next attack.
For now he decides it is best to see how things unfold. Getting caught up between those two might just result in quite a bit of pain for the priest. He remains silent and keeps his guard up just in case he draws the attention of one or both and he takes the time to consider what one might be worth getting rid of first. He knows Jones can be a tough cookie, but Zaki is proving to have quite a bit of fight in her as well. At the same time the way that pair is going at it they might just take one another out.
COMBATSYS: Elias gains composure.
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Au contraire mon ami! Unlike what Elias might be thinking, Mr. Jones finds that he's getting along just dandy with Zaki. It's all part of the dance you see? Sometimes you gotta kick a guy's teeth off and sometimes you gotta talk trash about their mom, or in this case their school, no one really means it! At least Jones doesn't, except he's still not sure what Zaki is angry about, something tells him that the tough broad with the chain doesn't really need an excuse to get angry.
No time to read Zaki out unfortunately, rather hard to find the way a fighter thinks when they're smacking you kick out of the way to land a punch solidly on your chest. Jonesy puts his arms up to cushion the blow yet he still finds himself tossed back and rolling on the ground before coming to a screeching stop, resting on a kneeled position whilst keeping his ever present grin. "Kazama who? I thought it was Kusanagi who were we supposed to fight." All these Japanese names sound the same to him.
It appears that Zaki is indeed a worthy replacement and in another time Jones might want to have a private dance with her. Yet he doesn't forget his old buddy Elias, how could he? He looks rather neglected there by the side adjusting his shades, it looks like its up to Mister Jones to pay him a visit and remind him what he came here to do. "Ayyo Padre! You can cut in on this dance if ya want!!" To 'encourage' him so to speak, Johnny runs up behind him and leaps leading with both legs and send a flurry of /flying/ kicks at Elias' back!
"ATATATATATATATATA!"
Anger is an energy. It's what drives the vulpine-eyed sukeban, and likely the reason she's managed to wield her unruly charisma effectively enough to convince a few thousand young schoolgirls into a loosely-organized militia ranging for a few cities in either direction of Southtown. Zaki has picked up a reasonable name for herself on the fighting circuit, here and there; but who hasn't? Her stamping ground in truth is the streets, a place where the likes of Mr. Jones seem rarely to roam. Perhaps that's why she disapproves so of the dancer...
If disapprove she does. Perhaps they share more than she lets on. For now though, she is focused upon sharing only the force of her permeating rage, keeping Elias in the corner of her hardened gaze as the movie star remains to the fore, voicing his ignorance of her culture. It's a culture she's pretty proud of, for what it's worth to a pair of gaijin each wealthy in their own ways; one in money, one in the riches of the spirit.
And the disrespect? Why, it's enough to drive a girl crazy. And WHY IS HE IGNORING HER?
"Kuso!" She snarls out, back bending as she half-lunges, covering a step before she can prevent herself. Immediately she draws back, barely preventing an over-extension of her lithe form. There's no need; she has time in which to strike, gaining control upon her passions and watching the rapido kicks collide or otherwise before she steps into a pirouetting motion, matching Jones' earlier grace even upon the crazy spikes of her heels, uniform snapping crisply as she turns, drops and then springs from the floor to go high...
Very, very high. The angle of her limber body looks positively painful as she lashes out from about the level of Jones' midsection, aiming to catch him as he lands (or perhaps more unfortunately is caught simultaneously by Elias; she'll strike his back if she can't attempt to simply /decapitate/ him) with a reaping heel kick.
"Stay /down/," she intones from behind the mask, "Know your /place/."
COMBATSYS: Elias blocks MrJones' Bicycle Kick.
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It seems Jones at least knows the dangers of letting someone like Elias a few moments break. The man seems to almost have a supernatural ability to recover from wounds more so than other fighters. Even right now it seems like the bruises that he had gained from the fight have already started to fade away by the time he finds the funky fighter targeting him and Zaki following not far behind. At least with the young woman she seems more intent on going after Jones instead of help him out in attacking the priest. This makes Elias' job much easier.
Mr. Jones may get behind him, but the priest is quick enough to turn about and use his arms to position themselves in the way of each kick and take the brunt of the blows. It barely even pushes Elias back and it could really make for a problematic situation for Mr. Jones where he might be stuck dealing with Elias and Zaki. In this case it seems the priest has his focus elsewhere and while Zaki is distracted in the assault on Mr. Jones she will soon find Elias close by and attempting to ram his shoulder into her followed up by a powerful punch aimed at her sternum.
COMBATSYS: MrJones blocks Zaki's Kokou no Pride.
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Actually Jonesy is not at all rich. Did Zaki missed the part about his movies being a total bust lately? The guy is dirt poor! Not too long ago he was living in his car in fact and has only until very recently managed to get back to having a normal life only because of the money that the fighting circuit has provided for him after being such a groovy fighter. Furthermore, if Zaki is mad with him because as a street vigilante he didn't keep her streets clean, well, he's from the United States! Kind of hard to fight the gangs of Southtown when he's over by Metro City, it's kind of like in the other side of the hemisphere and what not you know?
Funky as he might be, Mr. Jones can't be everywhere at the same time, but what he /can/ do is keep his attention to both Elias and Zaki. Not missing a beat, after his flurry of kicks are well defended by the priest he lands back on his feet and arches an eyebrow to that incoming chain. Is she going to try and slice his afro?? THE NERVE WITH THAT WOMAN!
"Shoo!!!" In a flash, Mr. Jones' nunchucks come into play and he blocks the incoming bladed chain with his own chained weapon, moving backwards when Zaki attempts to kick him too. He looks okay for the most part even though now he's twirling his nunchucks around his body, twirling them with great expertise whilst looking at the deranged school girl with a serious look of his own. The fact that Jonesy is such a happy go lucky character makes that glare even more distressing. "Now you done it! You done piss me off!!"
A grin
"Nah just kidding." He's still totally groovy...even if he's still going to kick her ass. "WASHOO!" Jones joins Elias in the attack as both Dragons finally get fed up with the school girl. Where Elias attacks low for the sternum, Jonesy attacks high and swings his nunchuck right at Zaki's head to crack it over her cranium!
COMBATSYS: Elias successfully hits Zaki with Heart Punch.
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COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Zaki with Gaudy Punch.
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That's the problem with going in hard and fast; it's easy to be ejected just as efficiently. Zaki has no real chance to land from her scything kick before she's subject to a two-pronged assault, the grapple upon her arm enough to swing her around and make her prone for the heart-stopping blow from Elias - and a lost cause as her reflexes seem to be in this state, the girl opts for nothing but sheer, stone-jawed grit. The blow should stagger her, but she merely grunts, sliding back as far as the grasp will allow, all but absorbing the strike with a sideward twitch of her head and her eyes as Jones closes in for a follow-up.
It's a taste of her own gangland poison, the firm strike of polished wood upon her skull. Bristling spikes of red hair crumple beneath the descending nunchukau, yielding to flesh and underlying bone that is approximately as hard as those vulpine eyes. As tough and unbreakable as her cruel, vengeful demeanour. Aoi lets loose a simmering snarl as her knees threaten to crumple; she's barely standing, really, but to hell with that.
She doesn't WANT to fall down. In itself, that's enough.
Both arms rise, swatting away Elias' arm at last, also keeping those nunchuks at bay as she rises to her full height - towering above most of her peers. Less so before these two men, she nonetheless seems imposing in her own, rage-wreathed right. "Get," she states bluntly, voice flat but sharply-edged, "The hell away from me." This seems to be directed not to the erstwhile subject of her disparaging, but to the priest, his impassive visage met by her own, smouldering maskerade. Her words hang in space as she twists, bending with perfect form as she surges forward and leaps in an impossibly tight spin. The motion is so smooth as to seem effortless...
But it's not. She throws bone-crushing force behind the upward arc of her long leg, the heavy heel of her resoundingly-impractical, gracefully-worn boot screaming with motes of blue-white chi as it swings down for a simultaneously crushing and ripping impact square between those unseen, shade-clad eyes.
For all her air of mystery, Zaki hides in relatively plain sight. What does Elias have to hide?
COMBATSYS: Elias endures Zaki's Gankou Geri.
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It almost does seem like a mean spirited thing to do. To double team a younger fighter in such a way. Then again Elias has no control over what Mr. Jones does. The man simply wants to win this fight and saw an opening that he exploited. Elias would have probably done the same. Right now he just plods onwards and soon finds himself in a stare down with Zaki. That emotionless face just gazes back as she soon comes at him and that foot gets closer. The man really should move. Does he? Not at all. Muscles tense and the priest actually turns his head, letting the foot slam into his cheek and twisting the head more to where it almost looks like his neck might snap from the impact.
The force of the impact still staggers him. Perhaps not as much as Zaki would have hoped. The man still stands when most people would probably easily have been grounded by such a strike. He straightens back up fully and lets out a small chortle before he starts to move again. Not towards Zaki like one might expect once taking such an attack. It is more to see if he can catch Mr. Jones off guard as he looks to grab the funky fighter and grab him by his shoulders and just drive him hard into the ground..
COMBATSYS: MrJones just-defends Elias' Quick Throw!
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There's a whistle when Elias and Mr. Jones do the proverbial tag-team on the school girl. Even a crazed fighter like Jonesy appreciates the brutality of the attack and has to back up to enjoy the show as it were. Well, Zaki was asking for it with all her loud mouthed smack talk and even though he doesn't know about Elias, the Groovy Fighter feels no remorse seeing the school girl trash about like a wounded feral animal. The Priest is pretty much right, no one can control or otherwise tell Mista' Johnny Jones what to do, it is the funk that guide his strikes, only the groove dictate his movements as it is the only thing he will heed.
Still, he's a friend of justice and beating on a school girl, gangbanger or not, is not in his list of cool things to do. "Mighta hit her too hard there mang-HEY!" Jonesy tries to put some light on the situation by jokingly tell Elias it was he and only he who hit her hard. Mr. Jones can never truly tell with the priest, one of the few people he can't figure out and it is perhaps the reason why he considers him his rival. Did he really angered him or he's just attacking because the priest saw an opening on the groove master? Can't tell, too busy rolling with it and laughing. "Now brotha' you know street fightin' don't work with me!"
Jones respects Elly quite a lot which is why he attempts to point out, when he can, some slack on his offense. The attack is powerful, but overly simple, far too easy to avoid for a Jeet Kune Do master like Jones who makes a life out of beating up gang members. When Elias goes for the hard tackle, Jonesy simply goes to his back pressing a hard foot on Elias stomach and use the momentum against him to fling him back with a Judo throw. On the way up he'll be flicking his nunchucks right for the priest's face as sort of a sneaky parting gift. "Woo!"
Elias may not be a bad man; he may be a very pure and dependable soul, but his face is a fearsome picture. Certainly intimidating, it would be no shame to take a step back before such a sculpted, unrelenting portrait as the one he paints... and yet Zaki displays not one tiny iota of fear. Her heel lands upon the floor with a harsh scrape, and is soon followed by the deep rumble of a chuckle from within her leather mask. Far from backing down, even in her wounded state, she actually begins to LAUGH. And nothing stops her.
It never rises far above its low beginnings, but the sound would be disconcerting in itself were she in a better position. Fortunately for the sukeban, she has no reason to be; she is left unsullied by further assaults, allowed to circle about the pair in measured steps as her humour dies, dissipating until it is renounced with one last over-confident murmur. Of course it's an act, in part - but it's also very much not. It's simply Zaki. Whatever she has chosen to become, this is who she is.
And that person never backs down, never ceases to seize opportunity. With her aroused anger something of an ebbing memory, she gauges the fight now as precisely what it is; this is no vengeful street-fight, but a professional contest. Pragmatism should rule over passion. It may be late in the bout, but better than never.
Wordless, a shadow in her modified grayscale uniform, the self-proclaimed protector of Seijyun paces around the innermost circle of the Gedoite crowd before springing forward. An arm lashes out, reaching far and broadly to impact the solid form of Elias in a crisp, one-two rhythm with Jonesy's attempted nunchukau strike. It's a simple, plain and unadorned backhand, aided only in part by the added weight of her wielded chain.
A statement of intent, and a message; she is not down and out yet. C+; must try harder.
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Elias with Jab Punch.
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COMBATSYS: Zaki successfully hits Elias with Medium Strike.
- Power hit! -
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The element of surprise is just not in the cards for Elias tonight. Mr. Jones seems to easily realize what is going on and the priest is left in a rather bad position. Even worse is he took his eyes of Zaki which was not a good thing at all. There is no time to really find out where she went either because the movements of Mr. Jones are quick and Elias is left trying to deal with the counter attack the other man throws his way. It doesn't turn out right and in the end there is success on the side of both Jones and Zaki. The tandem of blows is enough that the priest finally appears to be feeling pain while being brought down to a knee. He can't allow himself to be caught like that again. Things could go very bad otherwise.
He tries to keep his focus and he looks between both Zaki and Jones while rising back to his feet. The priest looks uncertain who to go after at this point and in the end it will be Mr. Jones once again on the recieving end of Elias' attack. His pace slowed some from the blows he just took, but he still looks to not slow down now. He is not going to be forgotten again like he was earlier. It looks like the two fighters learned their lesson that leaving him alone is a bad idea. The attack is rather simple this time. A quick feint of a right cross to set up the jab Elias attempts to deliver right into Mr. Jones' face.
COMBATSYS: MrJones blocks Elias' Quick Punch.
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With a quick hop upwards, Mr. Jones is back to his feet after dealing with Elias' improvised throw and spins quickly around to get back into the funky dancing fight. Deciding to keep his nunchucks out, the groove master flings them about keeping his rhythm going, a music that is heard by no one but him. Keeping him focused, limber and more importantly alert for the attacks of his opponents. "Woo!!"
Just as he said a second ago, street fightin' don't work on him yo! Or something to that effect. Dr Beats Jones doesn't eat the right cross feint, he glances at it for a second noticing that there's no commitment to the attack and sees the right cross coming to his face just in time to shrug his shoulder up and take the cross to his bicep instead as a boxer would. "That's my brotha Elly! Always hitting like a freight train!" Giggles the retro fighter feeling the sting on his arm.
Such a thing is not given to Zaki thought. He saw how she hurt Elias and he thinks that she should know by now that he's the only one allowed to hurt the priest. As Zaki tries to join the fray again, Jones will be sliding sideways towards her and deliver a side thrust kick directly to her thigh to cripple up her mobility!
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Zaki with Slide Double.
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Zaki's running on blood and thunder at this point, and though Elias allows her the space to continue bolstering her otherwise ebbing momentum, Jones is playing it more savvy - though she honestly believes she's ready, taking a couple of deft backsteps in preparation for his kick, then dropping just enough her to lend her the reflexive power to spring over that incoming slide; she almost makes it, too...
But all the pride in he world cannot conquer weary muscle and creaking bone forever. The weighty strikes of the two more experienced fighters have taken their toll, and Jones is able not just to sweep the coiled muscle of her legs from beneath her, causing an ungainly stagger upon which she'll look back and cringe; he's also able to nail the follow-up, scattering the brutally-graceful girl into a sidelong spin.
It ought to send her down. /Keep/ her down. But she spins a little further than might be expected--
--and actually manages to right herself in mid-air, dropping to an aerial squat and lashing out with her chain-bearing arm. Shining steel links rattle a deadly melody as they clatter down her arm. Once more the inimitable Mr. Jones will find himself subject to the whipping winds as Zaki's assault seeks to just narrowly pass him. Even through the concealing leather mask, if he searches her eyes - what can be seen of her face - her accompanying grin is highly visible. It's bloodthirsty, a little cold but simultaneously BURNS. Her chain continues to uncoil past him, seeking to latch onto the doughty form of Elias even as she addresses the other.
"Win this fight," she half-snarls, half-purrs, lowering shaking legs to take her weight as she HAULS on the chain, attempting to ensnare the priest with that initial strike and then pull him in close. "Then look me up again sometime. Don't like to leave business--" She pauses, at this point hopefully having the priest close, and if not then she'll continue unabated. If he's /there/ though, he'll find his body spun about by the force of her yanking arm, only to be met by a series of lashing kicks, whiplike strikes nailing him in the stomach and then the head as he doubles over, driving him back with an accompanying clatter of steel links as they are forced to unwind, each leaving a rapidly-reddening mark upon his skin, even through the clothing.
"/Unfinished/."
Her final word is delivered as she sinks to her knees, vulpine stare fixed upon Jones.
Zaki heaves in a breath, and it shudders in her lungs. She's done; she'll take her leave when the battle resumes, allowing the two man to battle it out as though she were never there. But not before she leaves her mark upon the kung fu master's very soul, those bright blue eyes of boiling ice nailing him with her promise. They'll fight again... and not, perhaps, just due to the insult. Is it respect? With Zaki, it's hard to tell.
COMBATSYS: Zaki can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Elias blocks Zaki's Hissatsu Denkou Tessa.
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It seems as tough as the girl was trying to act she just doesn't have enough in her to keep fighting. Mr. Jones finally seems to down the young woman only for her to not fully give up. She truely is quite a savage fighter from what Elias has seen. Someone that seems like they would fit in this sort of school easily, but yet detests it so. He is lucky that she has been weakened because it might be the only reason why the priest is able to easily handle the chain that is whipped out towards him. It ends up around an arm and even as she does her best to try and tug him about the priest is rather hard to move. "You did well. Take a rest." He tells her as he fights to get his arm loose and turn his attention towards Mr. Jones.
"Just me and you again." he comments and cricks his neck. He hopes he has enough left in him to take down the more energetic fighter. he will just have to see what he can do. He comes forward, charging towards Mr. Jones once more and brings back a mighty fist once more. It once again ends up being a feint and he dashes by the other fighter, before spinning about and then kicking outwards to plant his foot into the back of the funky fighter.
COMBATSYS: Elias successfully hits MrJones with Heavy Kick.
Glancing Blow
>> Decisive Hit!! <<
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Mista' Johnny Jones honestly didn't mean to hit her that hard! It's not so much the strength of the blow that mattered, because really even though Jonesy is pretty fit he's pretty much of average strength, no, Jonesy's strength had never been his actual strength like Elias, or his speed, like Zaki, it has always been about raw skill. No matter how tough you might be, or how many gangs you run with, heck, doesn't matter what school you go to either, getting hit in the peroneal nerve is always going to take the strength out of the leg. No two ways about it.
There's a funky raised eyebrow from the Groove Master when Zaki just glares at him like a trapped animal. He feels no fear from looking at those eyes, that is an emotion for someone who truly meant to harm someone. What he feels is pity, what sort of things an environment like this could possibly do to turn a young girl into this rabid animal? It just...it just ain't right man, you know?
While his heart goes out for Zaki, he can't deal with new enemies just yet since he has to acknowledge his old pal and rival Elias. It doesn't surprise to him how he deals with the coiled chain against him, Elias is one tough mo fo' and he know that he could get away from such a trap. Jonesy gives one last silent look to Zaki as she /demands/ a challenge in the future from him and goes to moon walk away from both of them, flinging his nunchucks away in the process and crack his knuckles just as Elias limbers up his neck.
"Just like old times eh brotha'?" There's a clear sweatdrop from Jones now, though his grin persists as he assumes his Jeet Kune Do stance facing off against his eternal enemy (even if Elias may not really know it) "I promised to myself that I'd beat you one day Elly m'man." His grin broadens when he suddenly slacks on his stance seeing Elias rush at him. "And hey, who knows? Maybe that day is today?"
In a movement that might make Dudley proud. The funky martial artist just /stands/ there waiting for the groovy Padre to attack him and as he feels that kick right on his side, he'll be using that very same moment to spin on his heel and deliver a swift tornado kick aiming for that unprotected windpipe in a move Elly might probably recognize.
"GROOVE MASTA'!!!"
COMBATSYS: Elias endures MrJones' Enter the Groove Master.
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It truely might be the day. Even if Zaki was involved with things it would be a sweet victory for the funky fighter. It isn't like the priest is an easy man to topple and he just seems to be getting tougher with age instead of slowing down. "We shall see how things play out." he says and prepares himself when he sees the other man launch into his attack. Elias is finding himself a bit too sore to move as quickly as he would like. The punishment is taking its toll, but there is little he can do at the moment about it. Right now all he can do is take the blows being delivered, while also at least shifting his weight to where the blow aimed to crush his throat hits him on the cheek from where he leans forward and into it.
It isn't the best of tactics and it is once again something strong enough to cause Elias to stumble and end up on a knee again. "I still have some tricks left." he comments and he opens a hand palm up as a flame appears and starts to grow hotter. He straightens back up fully as the flame continues to grow, a large ring of flame forming as he closes his hand and thrusts his fist forward. The fire erupts in a stream aimed right for Mr. Jones.
COMBATSYS: MrJones just-defends Elias' Holy Flare EX!
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"Not a single doubt in my mind brotha man!" Mr. Jones would expect nothing else from Elias, he would be down right shocked if the funky Priest of boxing simply went down like a punk and said he had no more tricks. The groovy disco fighter continues the spin of his heel following the momentum of his kick and lands right back into his Jeet Kune Do stance, waiting for Elias to get back up after taking the blow to the face. He feels the rhythm with him baby! Win or not he always loves dancing with Elias, it brings out the very best moves in him!
By know he knows plenty of the priest's attacks. Even if people think that staying away from the hard hitting holy boxer is the best technique, the truth of the matter is that you have to get right into his face and not fear the flames of damnation. Jonesy knows this, having gotten hit by far too many projectiles lately, he knows that the trick is to get so close that they can't shoot stuff at you.
So when Elias' extends his arm, Mista Johnny Jones goes right in like if he wants have his face blasted off. Though the real technique is that his letting Elias' blast overshoot by letting the boxer's arm sail clear over his elbow, putting him in a perfect position to kneel him repeatedly in the stomach!
"WOO! SHOO! WATAAA!!"
COMBATSYS: Elias blocks MrJones' Slide Double.
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It is easy to see the two have fought one another enough. Both seem to be able to guess what the other fighter might do. Even as Jones avoids the stream of flame Elias is more than prepared for the incoming attack. He kneels down and uses his forearms to let the knee bash into them instead. It is starting to make his arms feel numb, but right now that is one of the last things on his mind. All he can hope now with the fighter close in he can manage to catch him and finally take him down.
He springs from where he was crouched and his hand ignites in a white flame as he reaches to grab Mr. Jones by the neck. The flame doesn't burn, but it is a familiar sensation of what energy Jones has left in him being drained away. A growing feeling of needing a nice nap. If he manages to grasp the other fighter Elias holds his grip for a few seconds before releasing and pushing the other fighter away.
COMBATSYS: Elias successfully hits MrJones with Hell or Heaven.
>> Decisive Hit!! <<
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Knee strike collides against that defensive grab. Mr. Jones relentlessly continues to attack despite finding that his strikes are blocked, and in the end it is this over eagerness to fight that sometimes ends up being his weak point. Even if he has fought Elias before and feels the grasp on his neck, the Groove Master of Funk doesn't recognize what the Priest is planning to do until it is far too late to retract.
rT "Ghak!! Not this one again!!" Yep, it's nighty night for Jones when the Priest puts that sleep spell on him. All of the sudden the funky beats he felt in his head goes silent. In an instant, where there was once disco lights there's utter darkness causing Mr. Jones to choke out as all energy is drained from him. Yet, even so, he can still be seen grinning. "One day mang....one.....day...." The struggling sounds come from Mister Jones mouth and just as he is being sent backwards, he'll be flinging his parting gesture right at Elias' face in the form of a right hook to the temple, boxer style, just like Elias likes 'em he guess.
COMBATSYS: MrJones can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Elias blocks MrJones' Funky Impact.
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Finally it seems like Jones was caught off guard and that is all Elias needed. A good thing it happened because even as well conditioned as he is Elias was really starting to feel his body start to give into the fatigue of being in such a fight. He at least manages to also get an arm up in time to let the punch glance off the arm again instead of the face of the priest. "One day." he agrees. They truely are an odd duo that shouldn't get along, but yet there they are seeming friendly rivals in some way. For Elias it allows him to stay sharp and for Mr. Jones it is just a way for the younger fighter to improve and get better.
His stance is shakey, but Elias manages to remain standing and any attempts to be checked on are waved away. This fight is done and now he has to get ready to collect what he is owed and return back to the shelter. He has been neglecting his work there a bit too much as of late and that is unfair to the people there, especially Alice. "Until next time." he calls back to Mr. Jones as he starts to stalk out of the dojo.
Log created on 18:47:25 11/29/2011 by Elias, and last modified on 09:17:25 11/30/2011.