Description: On the other side of the world from the 'main event' and taking place a full fourteen hours sooner than it, these two ladies (though calling Diesel a 'lady' may be a stretch) have been pitted against one another on the grounds of the town's old abandoned shrine. Local efforts are being made to restore the building to its old glory, and to celebrate, a massive bell is being carted in for the traditional one hundred and eight ringings to ensure a new year free of evil. Ah, but how fun is it to simply let a good match go smoothly? Fuji's been hired on to try and throw off the other two womens' grooves or assist them in any way! (Winner: Fuji!??? O_o;) (Incomplete log, meters missing at the end.)
To call this one of the last fights of the year would be putting it quite frankly, since the end of the year isn't too far off... or rather for some people in the world it is. However, over in Japan, it's a LONG time before the new year even comes within range of happening. In fact, it's still the daytime when things start to get underway. As it stands, this old shrine is attempting to be restored to its former glory, with a large bell being moved in towards the shrine so that the traditional one-hundred-eighty ringings can be done to protect the year from evil. Of course, that's not to say it's the only thing that's going on here. In fact, there's an SNF taking part here inside the actual shrine, where things are going on no less.
Removing her shoes and socks before she goes in, Yuri heads into the shrine near where the bell is being set up to stretch and warm up for the fight. She is used to fighting in a variety of situations and locations, so she's not entirely surprised by what's going on here, but she does know that she's never encountered Diesel before, although the name does make her kind of uneasy. Nevertheless, Yuri continues to limber up for the fight, waiting to see who she's up against.
Just one hundred and eighty rings?? That is far too little for a woman such as Diesel. The statuesque fighter resembling one of those Legendary Amazons from old will ensure to give this new year One Thousand Rings of bristling Amazonian fury, just like the nameseque of the temple where she was trained. Shamelessy displaying the colors and insignia of Shadaloo, the operative known as Diesel enters the shrine with loud, almost earth trembling steps, the seven feet tall, dark skinned woman having to bend her head in order to avoid hitting the door's frame. Though given her build, the building itself it's more likely to break rather than cause her any harm.
Aligned with Shadaloo and ruthless as she may look, she still honors traditions a lot and enters with her feet bare. A hazel eyed gaze scanning the area calmly with narrow eyed, hate filled eyes. Though she was ordered by Shadaloo to participate in this end of the year fight so that Lord Vega could go after a target of his own, Diesel has her own reasons to enter this match. She spots Yuri stretching there, along with the priests and SNF camera crew, but she's looking for someone else...someone she might recognize.
Shrines were not a good place for Fuji at all. Most Chinese Shrines were Buddhist or Taoist. This, in Japan, was not one of those Shrines. She had learned earlier of a battle that was to ensue here, but one of the combatants was someone she was already not on good grounds with. The other was some teenager who apparently got kidnapped a lot and was then taught martial arts so it wouldn't happen as often. Interesting. Some people don't respect tradition, and unfortunately, the dark-clad woman was not one of them. Amongst the crowd of people hanging the bell to ready the tolls in the new year, she waited. It was then that she discovered a smell she recognized.
Motor Oil.
She must have been sitting here for a while, for she was parked on the second balcony, drink in hand, with one leg crossed over another. She cared not for the battle about to happen. It would have been a delicious treat to just show up and beat them both, however. Another glass of wine was consumed, making it her third of the 2 hours she had already been here. She had one of those Plastic New Year's top hats on. Party on, Fuji.
As Yuri finishes her stretches and her warming up for the fight, she turns around and happens to spot Diesel. Almost immediately, Yuri realizes that this other woman is definitely not going to be a pushover. In fact, compared to Diesel, Yuri is a little pipsqueak it seems! But if you think that Yuri's gonna freak out at the sight of someone like Diesel, think again!
"You must be the one who's taking me on!" Yuri says with an evil grin on her face. "You might be bigger and tougher than me, but you're still gonna have to keep up with me and know what I'm going to do next! After all, big things come in small packages!" Yuri exclaims, giving an eyeball and a raspberry, before getting into her fighting stance. "Come on, let's do this!"
COMBATSYS: Yuri has started a fight here.
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Yuri 0/-------/-------|
Soon enough the smell of car oil fills the Shrine, announcing the entrance of Diesel. The mountain like fighter woman, brushes away her curled black haired mane as she spots way back on the corner that person who she sought out. As stone faced as ever, Diesel's only reaction to spotting Fuji is just to narrow her eyes further, no amusement at the silly hat she wears or the concern for the fact she's apparently getting hammered before the fight even begins.
Almost like an after thought, Diesel slowly turns her gaze forward and looks down down dooown to Yuri who starts yelling up at her. She doesn't blame her for trying to look tough, it is only natural to try to even the odds with such height difference. The Amazon warrior offers no counter to such taunts, no witty retort Yuri's haughty remarks. All she does in true Killer Doll fashion is nod.
"Let us fight."
Says the tall muscled woman taking a bow. Respectful as it may look, if Yuri knows anything about kung fu she might get the hidden message in the pose Diesel takes. As she bends low, Diesel places her fist over her palm as a direct contradiction to martial art ideals, by doing such she has directly insulted all martial arts present clearly displaying Power over Peace, a mentality no doubt hammered into her by Shadaloo. All the priests present gasp and whisper away in horror, though the Amazon cares not for such reactions. She merely straightens up and takes a Kalaripayyatu fighting stance.
"Initiating."
COMBATSYS: Diesel has joined the fight here.
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Diesel 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Yuri
The Dark haired woman in the plastic Top Hat knew she has been spotted. Again, to reitterate, Fuji is not on good terms with Diesel. Who knows what would happen here! She looked over to listen to Yuri, then looked back at Diesel. Of what she remembered, Diesels Tone was, at the most of times, comprised of two modes-- Robotic and Neurotic. Well, at least something like that, anyways. She was about the same size as Yuri, just a little better dressed. Shifting, she pulled the hat from her head, and, from the second story balcony, the Small, well dressed woman leapt, landing on the floor with a heavy click of both her cane and her shoes. She righted herself, and put her plastic Top Hat back on.
"...You both know why you're here." She said, backing up slowly. She raised her right hand with her cane. "Let's make it interesting. Are you ready...? 3.... 2... 1... Fight!"
COMBATSYS: Fuji has joined the fight here in the center.
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Diesel 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 0|-------|-------
"Hey, who are you?" Yuri asks with disbelief as Fuji makes her appearance. "Are you here to fight? Why didn't you take your shoes off before you came in here?!" For a moment, Yuri stares at Fuji with eyes narrowed and fists clenched. Then she notices that Fuji seems to be blind and that she wouldn't be able to see the expression on Yuri's face. She simply turns to face Diesel again, about to say something, but then thinks better of it.
"OK, let's do this! You ready?" Yuri asks, about to attack, but when Fuji gives the countdown instead of an actual referee, she gets a bit suspicious. She steps back a little, but remains in her bouncy fighting stance, watching the two other fighters carefully in case Fuji has something in store as well as Diesel.
COMBATSYS: Yuri focuses on her next action.
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Diesel 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 0|-------|-------
Yuri's in a bit of a pickle isn't she? With Fuji being blind she can't directly insult her and with Diesel being..well..Diesel, she won't respond to her threats. Therefore there's nothing for the Kyokugen heir to clench her knuckles and let her fists do the talking. The statuesque Killer Doll doesn't try to answer Yuri's questioning about Fuji's presence, she allows the young girl to figure that one by herself. Although, once Yuri gets on an energetic fighting stance, it is revealed that Diesel isn't as devoid of humor as one may think.
Inching close to Yuri whilst on her Kalari fighting stance, the Killer Doll steals one glance to her blind rival and gives a slight snort. "Nice hat."
Then without changing expression, Diesel makes a quick dash towards Yuri flinging a quick back fist towards her face, aiming to bloody her nose from the get go.
One thing Fuji knew about Diesel was that Diesel tended to aim for scare tactics and cause early damage in order to scare her opponents into submitting or fleeing. She adjusted her shades, and lifted her head a bit at the insult tossed her way. Diesel would have more important things to attend to. Knowing that may have been able to pull a smile to her features, but her stoic expression left little in the way of figuring out just exactly how Fuji worked as a person.
Diesel always went for the head first. Of course, Diesel probably weighed 2 of Yuri and had a MUCH longer range. If She's going to bloody Yuri, Fuji better ensure that both combatants get that feeling. This fight, above all else, was meant to be fair. In the near background, almost too close for comfort, Fuji was nearby. She could sense both fighters. When Diesel went for the Quick Punch, Fuji cradled her head, a slight turn, and a spinning kick to the side of Diesel's head. It was, above all else, the fair thing to do.
COMBATSYS: Diesel successfully hits Yuri with Quick Punch.
- Power hit! -
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Diesel 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 0|-------|-------
Apparently, Yuri was focusing too much on Fuji as opposed to Diesel, which is why when she did turn to face Diesel, she saw that fist coming at her quite fast. Faster than she anticipated at that, since even though she brought her guard up, she brought it up too late. The punch does, indeed, strike Yuri in the nose, causing her to reel back and hold onto it as she reels from her injury, finding her hand stained with blood as she comes away. Then again, she's used to taking hits like this, so it's not all that shocking.
"You hit pretty hard!" Yuri exclaims as she tries to ignore the blood coming out of her nose. "But that was just one hit. See if you can keep up with me and her!" Yuri grins as she notices Fuji going for Diesel, before bringing her fist back and sending forth a blast of chi at Diesel.
COMBATSYS: Diesel Toughs Out Fuji's Light Kick!
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Diesel 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 0|-------|-------
COMBATSYS: Diesel reflects Ko'ou Ken from Yuri with Nakula Carmika.
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Diesel 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 0|-------|-------
Just like Fuji, Diesel's own stoic face is hard to read. There's naught but a light glint of predatory satisfaction when her knuckles collide with soft bone and flesh that makes Yuri's cute nose. A pity that she must tarnish it in such a way, Balrog would certainly not be pleased, but alas, such things must be done for the good of the world. It is a pity that despite Fuji knowing almost all that needs to be known about Diesel, she doesn't try to let Yuri on the fact that Diesel can turn from cold to hot in an instant. Robotic and Neurotic is exactly correct and knowing the personality of your opponent would have made this a lot more fair than going to try and strike the Amazon warrior.
Diesel takes the roundhouse kick to the dome barely causing her to move, almost as if she's completely ignoring Fuji for a change and keeps her eyes fixed on that incoming blast of chi.
Robotic: "Incoming enemy fire."
Neurotic: "GET THAT SHIT OUTTA HERE!"
Covering her muscled, scarred arm in psycho power, Diesel rams her forearm against the fireblast and sends it right back at Yuri.
Fuji looked on. As it seemed, Diesel seemed quite a bit stronger than Yuri at first glance. This battle was most likely not going to be fair for Yuri. I mean, Diesel weighs Two of her. Though Fuji was between the two the entire fight, the dark haired woman finally popped her collar, the jacket being undone. The Reflected Projectile barricading towards Yuri, Fuji's jacket found it's way into the Path of Diesel-- but as before-- this was a distraction for the foot shooting behind it. Fuji Blinded Diesel.... with Science.
COMBATSYS: Yuri fails to reflect Reflected Ko'ou Ken from Diesel with Saiha.
- Power fail! -
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Diesel 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 0|-------|-------
Yuri has no idea how that happened, but she's not going to question something like that. She's going to try to get the returning projectile sent away, if not back at Diesel, with her personal shield attack known as the Saiha... or she'd like to anyway. Instead, she's hit by it and knocked down, causing her to lie in a crumpled position for a moment, before pushing back up again. That did hurt, but Yuri is more angry than injured.
"How'd you do that?!" Yuri asks angrily. "Are you cheating or do you just have some kind of secret trick I don't know about?!"
COMBATSYS: Diesel blocks Fuji's Blinded Me With Science.
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Diesel 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 0|-------|-------
Even with her erratic personality of switching from silence to obnoxious loud, Diesel would have answered Yuri's quandary about her reflector shield. It's nothing but Lord Vega's might backed with Kalaripayattu she would respond, quite proud of that too. But well, not only does she not like talk talking on fights, she also suddenly gets a jacket tossed to her face to blind her momentarily.
"Ghk! Target lost!" Grunts the Amazon, taking the kick to the face again as she charges on in a direct path towards Yuri. She can sort of guess where Yuri is and thus just tries to swing a punch directly at her already bloodied face.
Seizing her jacket from the face of Diesel, Fuji leapt back, and put distance between her and Diesel. Diesel was ignoring her. This was different. Something much different than it was when she fought her nearly a month prior. Not THIS much can happen in a month, can it? or is Diesel simply lucky? The dark haired woman stood back then. If Diesel was this strong, how strong was Yuri? She rounded the hulking amazon who had seemingly forgotten about the fact that Fuji was still there. Even if her attack were to connect, Fuji was behind Diesel, trying to pull the attention away. Let's even the fight out, And she'll first do this by trying to hook Diesel with her cane, and put some distance between the Grappler and the Kyokugen fighter. "Over Here...! Forget about me...?"
COMBATSYS: Yuri blocks Diesel's Yudhisthira Khagga.
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Diesel 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 0|-------|-------
Before, things were going against Yuri's favor, but now things are a bit different. Now that she's been roughed up a little, Yuri has her senses on a bit of a higher alert too. And it's a good thing too, since that swing which is headed at her face could've hurt quite a bit. Instead, Yuri manages to knock the swing away, and hopefully leave Diesel off-balance too, since Yuri's not done yet.
"You didn't get me that time, but this time I'm really gonna get you!" Yuri yells as she steps towards Diesel and attempts a forwards thrust kick with her bare foot (save for the strap of her stirruped leggings, but that's another story) at Diesel's stomach.
COMBATSYS: Diesel Toughs Out Yuri's Light Kick!
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Diesel 0/-------/---====|=====--\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 0|-------|-------
COMBATSYS: Diesel counters Hooked on a Feeling from Fuji with Sahadeva Krpura.
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Diesel 0/-------/--=====|=====--\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 0|-------|-----==
Diesel's arm connects with /something/ before the jacket is taken off her face. The giant muscled warrior woman blinks slightly when her vision returns to her and realizes that she missed her target. Yuri is not exactly where she thought she was and as she slowly starts to turn around, the small Kyokugen fighter is launching at her with a kick directly towards her bared stomach.
*Clank!* That almost sounding like metal being hit. Diesel's steel abdominal muscles aren't just for show. All that kick did was apparently just piss her off, said anger being directed suddenly and rather unexpectedly towards Fuji when she senses a cane being swung her way.
A gruff hand reaches behind her to catch that hooking cane and instead of Diesel getting pulled it is Fuji who gets yanked violently towards the giant Amazon warrior, who reaches for Fuji with her other free hand to pull her up by her hair and smash her head first on the floor!
Looking up, she stares at Yuri with what can only be a 'You're next' stare.
the Dark haired woman was not expecting such a swift reaction to this, and Diesel seemed to catch the fact that Fuji was behind her, And was grabbed, and slammed into the ground head first. However, the slippery surface below meant that Fuji escaped the grasp after the initial impact and rolled away, shaking her head. She felt a touch dizzy after that, and pulled her head, checking to make sure all her hair was still there. She shook her head. No blood yet. Good. She stood up. "Hey...! That all you got there, Diesel?" She taunted. She seemingly wanted Yuri to win. Even if it didn't happen, it didn't mean Fuji couldn't clean up. The New Year's bell would be so much better when it's only ringing for one person. "...Over here, Sweet Cheeks...!"
COMBATSYS: Fuji gains composure.
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Diesel 0/-------/--=====|=====--\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 0|-------|------=
Yuri finds that her kicks aren't as tough as she hoped they would be. Yet, she's not fazed by Diesel or her glare that's coming in her direction. Instead, Yuri's returning the glare all the same as if to say, 'Oh yeah? You and what army?' Sure, Yuri's small, but every bit of her is tough. Kind of like a famous boxer who singlehandedly took on countless boxers to become the world champ. Or the nephew of a famous Great Dane-- Erm, scratch that!
Yuri breathes deeply, still bouncing in her stance, but slower than before. Her teeth remain gritted and her eyes remain narrowed. No matter how tough Diesel may be, Yuri's refusing to be intimidated by her.
COMBATSYS: Yuri gains composure.
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Diesel 0/-------/--=====|===----\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 0|-------|------=
Taunts are more taunts, is that all these women can do? Rather an under whelming way to end the year if one were to ask Diesel. Slowly and in a very deliberate fashion, Diesel stands from her crouched position once Fuji rolls out of the way and goes to put herself next to Yuri. It is not surprising to her that the blind fighter is taking Yuri's fight, why should she try to help someone who has caused her harm before after all?
Diesel though offers no answer to those hollow taunts. She merely stands straight and tilts her head at them. In what's likely the closest thing her Robotic nature can do to say 'Come get some'
COMBATSYS: Diesel focuses on her next action.
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Diesel 0/-------/--=====|===----\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 0|-------|------=
The suit wearing Bartitsu fighter stood up then, shuffling the dust from under her. She rolled her head back, and cast her stare towards Diesel. She was here to see a fight. Not Dance Steps. Every time the two of them stood there contemplating doing something, It grated at her. A fight is to inflict hurt for everyone else to celebrate. Here? Midnight would toll before the battle was over-- and there is nothing more satisfying than having a decisive winner--
When Diesel didn't attack Yuri? Fuji did. She was aside her now, left totally unaware, or maybe even possibly aware, of an impending uppercut. But it was announced.
"...Chin Music--a!" Damn thick Japanese Accent.
COMBATSYS: Fuji successfully hits Yuri with Chin Music for the Blind.
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Diesel 0/-------/--=====|=====--\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 0|-------|-----==
Chin music? That's a new one on Yuri. But it still hurts as Yuri finds out, reeling back and grasping her chin as she tries to shake off the pain that she's in. Then she turns to face Fuji. "I had no idea you were here to cause trouble, but if it's a fight you want, it's a fight you got!" Yuri does sonud like a little kid at times, indeed, but that's just how she is.
"Take this!" Yuri exclaims as she rushes at Fuji, attempting to deliver her own rushing version of the infamous dragon punch.
Diesel's hazel eyes open wide when against all odds, Fuji turns to attack Yuri instead of her. How dare she!? Hated enemies shouldn't be ignored like that. Why, the Amazon warrior almost feels a little offended that she'd resort to such an underhanded technique like uppercutting Yuri out of nowhere like that, such techniques should be reserved for her and only her!
What makes it worst is that when Yuri actually turns around to face the other woman and attack her, it's enough of a surprising attack that it shatters Diesel's cool facade and brings out the thug within her. "Hey!!" She snarls, suddenly charging towards the Kyokugen user much faster than anyone as big as her should move. "Leave her alone!!!" Acting much like some kind of deranged jealous girlfriend. Diesel brings a front snap kick directly at Yuri's ribs aiming to knock her away from that trajectory.
COMBATSYS: Fuji interrupts Yuri Chou Upper from Yuri with Ragtime Cat.
- Power hit! -
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Diesel 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 0|-------|----===
Create Chaos. That sounded like Fuji's kind of way to start a New Years. End it with a bang, of course. Yuri's Dragon Uppercut connected with the well suited woman-- but it only hit so much, the Grey eyed girl enduring the blow to grab Yuri clean out of the air for some kind of freaky Mid-Air D.D.T into the Shrine below. She had managed to grab the woman, pulling het fist under her own elbow, riding Yuri to the ground, an instant back tumble, when she realized Diesel was already coming for Yuri head on. "Diesel. Don't kick those who are down. That's -MY- Job. Her head lifted, and she stood back. "Let her lick her wounds. Come on. Fight me instead."
COMBATSYS: Yuri blocks Diesel's Light Kick.
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Diesel 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 0|-------|----===
A wrestling attack stopping Yuri is not only painful but also insulting. In fact, even as she's going down to the ground, Yuri's yelling out choice words which cannot be repeated here for fear of offending those who are a bit more sensitive. As she lands on the ground, Yuri shows even more blood on her face than before, as well as a few bruises as well. Her gi top is torn a little as well. Fortunately, just as Yuri pushes back up, she's able to knock away Diesel's kick.
You might think that Yuri would take up Fuji on that suggestion that she let Diesel heal, but Yuri's not about to let her nemesis have her way. Or at least her temporary nemesis anyway. "I'll let you have a moment while I take on this giantess!" Yuri snaps as she brings both of her hands back behind her, focusing her energy into her fists, and then sends forth a large blast of chi in the form of a huge fireball, aimed right at Diesel!
COMBATSYS: Diesel blocks Yuri's Haoh Sho Ko Ken.
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Diesel 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\1 Yuri
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Ah, they grow up so fast don't they? It would appear that Fuji didn't need any assistance from her self proclaimed Amazon rival. She was more than capable to withstand the devastating uppercut sent her way and puts the hurt on Yuri, who it seems, is alert enough to protect herself from the incoming kick sent her way. Diesel is sort of a very narrow minded, straight forward soldier, who only really goes out of her way when her inner rage gets the better of her like she previously displayed. Thus when Fuji begins to taunt her like that she can only shake her head at her.
"You're not my target." Says the grim looking Amazon just as soon as the giant chi blast is sent her way. This time, she doesn't react quick enough to bring out her barrier and only ends up taking the blast on her scarred forearms as she brings them up to cover her face. "GRAAAAAAH!!!" With a mighty roar, Diesel then charges forth towards Yuri to send a sideways hammer fist blow to strike her in her neck with her thick left arm.
COMBATSYS: Fuji just-defends Diesel's Arjuna Naraca!
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Diesel 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\1 Yuri
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Fuji 0|-------|----===
You are not my target.
Those words didn't sit well with Fuji. Of course she wasn't anybody's target. She was here to make New years a smash hit. One that everyone will remember. Fuji knew Diesel's power, She's felt it before, but something felt off this time around. Cane drawn like some kind of sword, coat used as some kind of cape, Fuji was most definitely out of range of Diesel's blow to Yuri-- but wait-- Diesel's chopping strike was doomed to impact the small brunette Karateka, and Fuji, though not involved, simply did not want to be ignored. Yuri is only an obstacle, and if it wasn't evidence enough yet, she wanted to be the biggest obstacle of all, for both fighters. Nearly millimeters from impact, Yuri was immediately shoved out of the way-- Fuji bridging the Gap, Fuji's cane stopping Diesel's whole body spite her own tiny, yet apparently extremely durable frame. "I am not here to be forgotten." She mused between the two women so both of them could hear them.
"I plan on celebrating this New Year with a Fight worthy of it, and I intend to make it that way." She forced out Diesel's arm then, redirecting with her own cane style uppercut-- between the legs of the impending victim Diesel. Blind people will hit you anywhere. even below the belt.
At first, Yuri can only shudder as she sees what Diesel has in store for her, but then she watches as Fuji gets in the way, and she does a double-take. Even bloodied, Yuri still shows genuine shock on her face. She can't believe what Fuji just did for her. But if she wants to be involved in this fight, then Yuri will gladly give her that benefit. Yuri cracks her knuckles then moves towards Fuji, even though she realizes Fuji can't see her.
"You want to fight with me? Then let's do this!" Yuri shouts as she attempts to grab Fuji and deliver a standard over-the-shoulder throw.
COMBATSYS: Diesel interrupts Blue Monday from Fuji with Yudhisthira Khagga.
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Diesel 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Yuri
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Fuji 0|-------|--=====
"What!!??" It's quite a shock for Diesel! To find that her impacting hand that was /clearly/ directing for Yuri. Just like the small karateka in question, the Kalaripayattu user can't believe what Fuji did either. Why put herself in danger like that, even if she expertly wraps Diesel's meaty arm with her coat to pull it away from her intended target. "Damn you woman, do not interfere with the mission!" It's like two people are talking, Diisel tries to sound all calm and collected though there's clearly far too much fire within the Amazon warrior to be calmed so easily.
"If it's pain what you seek." The woman's gaze suddenly turns much more grim than her normal self, watching as how Fuji drops low to send an uppercut directly at her womanhood. "THEN EAT THIS!!" Diesel brings her elbow down hard upon that attacking first, cracking Fuji's knuckles when they collide against her hard elbow to both injure her and protect her important bits. She reaches down then to grasp Fuji by her tie and lift her up again like a rag doll, giving her a couple of shakes as if to remind her who she's messing with before SLAMMING a fist on her cheek that will send the blind stick fighter directly towards Yuri.
COMBATSYS: Yuri successfully hits Fuji with Quick Throw.
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Suddenly it became clear of the instant 2 on 1 situation, her arm was then blocked, and the light girl was picked up, And after a couple of shakes, she was thrown immediately towards Yuri, who caught her mid air and threw her into a nearby pillar, shattering a clay pot in the process. Fuji landed on her shoulders, feet high in the air as she slumped in this awkward position before rolling backwards, and taking a knee, coughing out a small piece of clay pot. "...That's more like it." she said, dusting herself off as she turned, picking up her coat which she tried to break her fall with. she adjusted her glasses, and stood back, only long enough to stand -WAY far away, and Fire her first projectile. She swung, and a transparent outline of her cane shot forward in a rampant spin, a trail of purple following it. It was on a collision course with one of the two women who were just beating on her!
COMBATSYS: Yuri overcomes Stevie Wonder Record from Fuji with Denjin Haoh Sho Ko Ken.
Glancing Hit
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Diesel 0/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 0|-------|=======
Even as Yuri stands tall, trying to keep from falling off balance from being injured, she still manages to keep an eye on Fuji as she focuses steadily on her opponent. She watches and waits to see what she'll do next, and then sees what she's doing with her cane, and that's when Yuri starts to get a little nervous. She has no idea what that cane is truly capable of, and isn't about to take any chances either!
In fact, just as Fuji starts to attack using her cane, Yuri sends forth THREE (yes, three) large fireball shaped projectiles in rapid succession at Fuji. This uses up a lot of her energy and causes her to keel over a little as she struggles to regain her breath. But at least the barrage went right at Fuji and stopped her completely!
Diesel dusts her hands after sending Fuji flying away from her sight, enough that Yuri can go for the rebound and knock her even further away. Good, the more space between them the less chances of her getting in the way of her target. Diesel starts walking towards the two in a relaxed pace watching the cane thrown to Yuri who overreacts and starts shooting fireballs desperately at it. The Amazon shakes her head, oh if only Yuri knew that the stick hurt as much as any other piece of wood. Or at least that's how it felt to Diesel who looks like can stop a knife with those abs of hers.
At any rate, Diesel let's Yuri spend herself with that stick before she comes in behind her. Forgot about someone? There will be a large laaaaaarge looming shadow covering Yuri as the Amazonness goes to wrap both muscled arms around Yuri's neck from behind her and heave her up to start strangulating her.
The grey eyed woman sensed an immediate burst of energy coming flying at her. One... two... three Clouds of energy she could sense. The Dark haired girl knew this, but also knew it meant that Yuri's back was turned through the nearly 7 feet of Amazonian Wrestler. What does Fuji do? She braced herself for the impact. The innate rush of battle drives Fuji forward, and she tries to rush THROUGH those giant fireballs, using her cane to split them and reduce the burn on herself-- but her target wasn't Yuri. She rushed PAST Yuri, and bridged the gap to say Hello to Diesel... but in a way no different than friends. More like enemies hell bent on enjoying themselves before the bell tolls.
"...CHEEN--- MUSICAA...!" That one had a little bit more "Oomph" to it. Attacks always hurt more when you yell at them.
COMBATSYS: Yuri successfully hits Fuji with Denjin Haoh Sho Ko Ken.
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Diesel 0/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 1|-------|=======
COMBATSYS: Yuri fails to interrupt Sammarjana from Diesel with Saiha.
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Diesel 0/-------/=======|=------\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 1|-------|=======
COMBATSYS: Diesel endures Fuji's Chin Music for the Blind.
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Diesel 1/------=/=======|=------\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 1|------=|=======
When you're beaten up and out of it, you make stupid decisions. Such as Yuri attempting to use her shield-style attack to knock Diesel away. Instead, she's grabbed and strangulated heavily. In fact, she starts to cough up blood as she's strangled. When she finally breaks free, she drops to the ground in a limp heap, yet somehow she still gets back up. Albeit with great difficulty. She looks towards Diesel and Fuji but doesn't say anything. It seems Yuri's more intent on recovering...
Who says Diesel is going to let Yuri get back up? Fuji isn't the only one that can barrel through attacks with berserker fury. In fact, the dark skinned Amazon warrior seems better built for tasks such as those. Diesel strangles Yuri reel gud, her muscled arms withstanding the shield barrier to squeeze their way through it just as she squeezes Yuri's neck. Once she starts coughing up blood though, Diesel lets her drop, her eyes never looking away from Yuri even as a punch suddenly smashes into her chin. Her face moves slightly, but her predatory gaze remains on target, golden eyes dilating like of those of a hawk staring to prey. Yuri turns to face Diesel then, eyes meet, and that's when she moves in, pushing clear through Fuji's attack to charge head long towards Yuri
"Hrrrrrr...." A grumbling roar begins to build up on her throat as Diesel RAMS a piston like punch directly towards Yuri's stomach, pushing directly towards the bell which is about to finish ringing and sandwich her then. Diesel wants to ring the bell too.
"Sahasra Mustu!!"
Fuji might recognize what she says if she knows Sanksrit. Diesel yells 'A Thousand Fists!' before throwing an unrelenting rain of strikes at Yuri's body and face, aiming to punch her one thousand times along with the bell.
For extra good luck this year.
Fuji says, "Hey Yuri, can I have that one too? ;)"
COMBATSYS: Fuji blocks Diesel's Sahasra Mustu.
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Diesel 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 1|----===|=======
The Grey eyed woman lifted her head suddenly, and her nose picked up an interesting smell. Gunpowder? No. Fireworks. They were starting to prepare for the new year, and She could see Yuri was worse for wear. Sore, beaten, bloody, and bruised. The dark haired woman intervened yet again, somehow being immediately between Yuri and Diesel. She is knocked against the bell while forcing Yuri out of the way, but was armed for the subsequent flurry of fists aimed for her. She blocked one, she blocked another. The only sound of ringing Diesel would here would be the steel like strength of Fuji's cane which largely deflected the vast majority of the blows. She could see Diesel was starting to lose some wind, though, and one lazy strike from Diesel saw Fuji jump up defensively, landing atop the bell, and immediately above Diesel. "Hmm." she mused. She was dirty, but not bloody. "You're Still pretty strong...." She mused, but jumped, landing opposite diesel. She dropped her coat only a mere second, her cane now wielded like some kind of 2 Hand Claymore. A low, Heavy swing. A -HUGE- Purple arc of Energy shot out form her cane in a Boomerang shape, aiming RIGHT at the Middle Eastern Amazonian Wrestler...!
With Fuji taking Yuri's incoming attack, she thinks that she's out of the frying pan... but only for a few moments. She knows that one of the two other women will be coming after her shortly after this moment has passed. And even if she's tired and running out of stamina, Yuri's not going to let this get her down. Instead, Yuri jumps into the air, albeit straight up.
But this isn't an attempt to gain distance. No, this is an attempt to send a diagonally aimed projectile from the air directly at Fuji!
COMBATSYS: Diesel blocks Fuji's Eternal Midnight.
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Diesel 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 0|-------|----===
So concentrated and utterly fixed on her target is Diesel, that she doesn't realize those grey eyes she's staring at aren't the eyes she was aiming for. Sadly, Diesel doesn't get to finish her one thousand strikes, she's on about three hundred or so when she realizes her mistake which causes her to lax on the attack allowing Fuji to escape "Wh-what!?" Again she interferes, but this time Diesel looks more shocked than angered. "Idiot! Why do you keep getting in the way!?" Diesel turns around to smash the incoming blast away, having no energy this time to properly reflect it as she looks spent from delivering such attacks. "I could have....I could have hurt you." Is that..concern in her voice? Diesel didn't think she could feel such an emotion anymore. Wheezing still, the middle eastern Amazon grasps at her chest trying to catch her breath, sweat dropping from her face. This fight is proven far more difficult that she was hoping for.
COMBATSYS: Diesel gains composure.
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Diesel 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Yuri
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Fuji 0|-------|----===
COMBATSYS: Fuji endures Yuri's Rai'ou Ken.
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Diesel 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Yuri
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The grey eyed woman had stopped after using her beam to look over at Diesel, as if She was going to cease her attacking, when all of a sudden, a suprise energy blast forced her away, sending her tumbling, sprawling out face first out on the ground. She picked herself up, and she felt something drip down her chin. Blood. From her lip. She was bleeding. The grey eyed girl shifted. That was it. That little Teenaged brat was getting under her skin. If she was going to celebrate the holiday, she was going to put that little brat out long enough to make her submit. She lifted her head, plucking her cane up from beside her. She always seemed to be able to find it regardless of cost. She wasn't mad, per se, but displeased. Those grey eyes shifted, and she heard a crack as she readied.
A lens broke. She knew this immediately. "Y-you..." she said. "You broke them...!" She was going to punish Yuri for this, she almost instantly bridging the gap between her and Yuri, unloading a flurry of swings to the young woman, to get closer, and if it connects, throw her into a clay pot herself. Have a taste of your own medicine.
COMBATSYS: Yuri blocks Fuji's Armed Combo.
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Even in a weakened state, where it looks like Yuri could fall over at any moment, she still manages to protect against Fuji's attacking. Even then, it does leave a bruise where she deflected the attack away from. Gritting her teeth and narrowing her eyes, Yuri looks at Fuji with a look of defiance and anger. Yuri's not a sore loser, she's just not the type to give up. No matter how negative the odds. "Unnngh... you really make me mad!" Yuri gasps out as she struggles to keep herself from passing out. She clenches her fists and plants her bare feet into the floor, narrowing her eyes and trying to focus more on the fight.
Still unnerved by the fact that she attacked Fuji instead of her intended target, the Amazon warrior known as Diesel keeps her exhausted gaze down, watching as how droplets of sweat sliding down her cheeks to stain the shrine floor. It is a good thing that no one is currently staring at her for they would see an expression not usually seen in Killer Dolls, a folly emotion forbidden upon their lot. There is regret in her eyes, beating herself mentally for allowing her petty emotions of anger to cloud her gaze and strike Fuji instead of Yuri. Never again, such lack of discipline is unbecoming of a Killer Doll and Lord Vega would be very disappointed of such poor performance. As the camera pans back to the wheezing Diesel, the public will see the statuesque muscled woman standing up right as those soulless golden eyes focus once more on the fight. It is her great honor to ensure that the public eye stays focused on this fight while Vega is off fighting Ken Masters. As such, she will keep giving a great show. "Recalibrating" Mumbles the woman whilst she adjusts her gaze on an equally tired Yuri, slow deliberate steps push her forward as she suddenly breaks into a run, moving much faster than a person her size should. "Engaging target." Now Diesel runs right past Fuji aiming to send a haymaker punch directly towards Yuri's face and cold clock her in the jaw. Even then, she is still unable from fully controlling her inner fires. "GRAAAAAH!!!"
Being dazed and out of it does have its benefits. Yuri staggers to the side a little and avoids that punch completely. Once she realizes what she just did, she shakes her head and gets the stars out of her head. "Looks like you missed me!" Yuri says with a wink and a raspberry. Somehow, the brief moment of recovery was enough to bring her back into her fighting mode. She cracks her knuckles briefly and then gets back into her fighting stance. "Let's try this from my end? I'll show you how to do it right!" Yuri rushes at Diesel and attempts to deliver a swift punch to the gut.
"Hmrgh!" There's a grunt of frustration from Diesel when her knuckles collide with nothing but air. Overextending herself, the Amazon warrior retracts far too slow to properly defend herself from Yuri's counter attack which earns her a strike to her bared exposed abdomen. Though as usual her steel abs protect her well from blows, it does look like this one hurt quite a bit more than the previous kick Yuri had delivered to her stomach. The woman rears back from the attack, seeming more phased by Yuri's sudden burst of speed than actually being hurt and wastes no time in attacking too. Reaching her massive arm high up in the air, Diesel clenches her fist to deliver a hammering strike directly towards Yuri's clavicle to break her collar bone.
It would seem that the two combatants had largely forgotten that Fuji was even still here. She was in their faces the entire match and now she was aside trying to recouperate. She had taken quite a beating, her head lifting a little bit to listen to the battle in front of her. She slowly pulled her glasses from her face, feeling them for the damage, when the cracked lens shattered on the floor. She sighed, and reached inside her jacket, and drew another pair. Those were her lucky shades, after all! Oh... When she finds who did that to her, Somebody's a going to get hurt...!
Diesel wants to break Yuri's collar bone, but Yuri's not about to let that happen. Instead, she drops down under Diesel's incoming attack and watches as it hits nothing but air, and then grins. "You missed me again! Are you sure you're up for this?" She backs away from Diesel a little, then dashes at her while attempting to deliver her own personal version of the dragon punch. Hopefully this time it will work!
Diesel recoils from her missed strike and /this time/ she is fast enough to deal with Yuri's counter attack with a punishing blow of her own. Now that Fuji's is largely not interfering with her mission, Diesel's mind is clear, focused and utterly intent of defeating her foe. As the uppercut flies directly to her chin, the Amazon warrior catches the fist with her own gruff palm. Once she properly stops Yuri from going anywhere, Diesel flicks the girl's arm out of the way so that she can grasp her by her Karate gi and pull her face violently towards her to deliver a vicious headbutt right into that already bloodied nose of her. This comes with enough force to put Yuri back on the ground butt first. "The Master will be pleased."
Being left largely unignored left Fuji with an ample chance to gain her composure and collect her thoughts. As she's learned, this teenage whelp of a girl is a lot stronger than she thought. Diesel was no slouch either, as both women were incredibly strong, Diesel Justifiably so. Finally thinking she had been left ignored, Fuji stepped back, flanking both women who were still tied up with one another. She readied her cane, and swung in a golf like manner. From this, a transparent copy of her cane emerged in a spin, barelling towards both women, but as Diesel headbutted Yuri, Yuri got sucked right into the firing line of Fuji's projectile, as resonant Psycho followed the cane outline.
With that projectile coming at Yuri, she thinks she could deflect it away with her Saiha... but again she fails. She gets hit and is knocked out of the shrine and lies flat on her back on the ground. She attempts to get up, but her body refuses to listen, and she passes out.
Very pleased indeed. Diesel could sense that there was yet some spark of fight left in the little fighter's body, though this is snuffed out of existence by an incoming flying cane from part of Fuji hitting Yuri while she's down. "Very good." Diesel approves of this! The dark skinned muscled woman spares a glance to Yuri's broken body, admiring the sight of her struggle until her body finally breaks down and she succumbs to an unconscious slumber. Golden, predatory eyes slowly turn to a certain blind woman as Diesel follows that cane's trajectory to call out an old rival of hers. "You have the right state of mind for our gifts madam." The woman say in her gruff voice, sounding every bit the Amazon she is. "Now it is time to truly test your mettle." Diesel yells as she gets on a proper stance "Yatefusa Fuji! It is time we settled unfinished matters!"
The blind woman now bridging the gap between Diesel and her treacherous warpath, Yatefusa Fuji shifted. Her jacket was undone, and like the previous time, her collar was popped-- as was the tradition for many a bartitsu fighter, rare as they are. She looked up towards Diesel quietly, and slowly shook her head "...You're never going to change, are you?" She said slowly. "Always running around with your head all high, thinking big of yourself. Perhaps it's time you get knocked down a foot or two so you can see the rest of the world at our level." Her coat was removed in all but a swift motion, it, like last time, wielded much like a shield-- but cloth isn't a shield...! "...So..." she quipped. "...Let's just agree, that whoever wins from here on out should have a Good New Year."
Don't flatter yourself." Countered Diesel at Fuji's petty insults, her two personalities merging long enough so she actually made sense when she spoke for once. "This goes far above just me, or you. It is by the will of Shadaloo that I have been enlightened. Perhaps after I beat some sense into you, you too will feel the satisfaction of serving a higher calling." Diesel rolled her neck along with her shoulders to compose her Kalaripayattu stance, it's a very 'Hindu' motion, though one that Fuji obviously can't see. Moving over Yuri's body so she doesn't accidentally trip with her as the medics rush behind her to drag the other girl away, Diesel advances towards the cane fighter with slow but determined steps. At her proposal Diesel can only offer a slight smirk, speaking volumes of what she really thinks if she's showing any type of emotion at all. "Would you blame if if I said that one of my New Year resolutions was to strike you down?" At that point, Diesel defaults back to her broken personality showing she's ready to continue fighting. Cold: "Engaging the enemy." Hot: "CRUSH YOU!!" So says the Amazon as she charges boldly forth with a left fist leading directly towards Fuji's forehead.
Judging by the way Fuji held herself, she wouldn't be one to take lightly otherwise. Like Yuri, this was more of a "David vs. Goliath" match-- problem was, David knew Goliath and was studying them endlessly, trying to figure out a way to get through the ogre's thick immovable skull. "You don't know me, lady." She said. The Fast Punch came straight for her, of which she didn't look like she was going to block, but a sudden, steel like block of Fuji's cane blocked Diesel's fist. "Am I getting stronger?" She asked, one hand easily holding back Diesel's fist. "...Or are you getting weaker?" The clash broke between them, And Fuji was still in Optimal range... For an uppercut. Let us see how much Diesel likes the sight of her own blood. Fuji couldn't aim. She could sense. She was going to knock Diesel Senseless if it meant fighting until she could no longer stand. "..CHEEN MUSIC--A!" Damn accent.
As much as Fuji might like to think of Diesel as a muscle bound foolish brawn for brain hooligan, the truth is that Diesel is a legitimate martial artist. She has already gone through one of these so called Davids and she can eat another one if she wants to. Though her fist collides with hardened steel causing no damage to her opponent, the Killer Doll is not disheartened since it was just a technique to get the momentum flowing for her. She is left in a good position to defend herself and as the countering upper cut sails towards her chin, the warrior woman stops it with her elbow to bash the attack out of the way. A second elbow follows, this time with her right arm as she suddenly brings a Pyscho covered elbow bash aimed directly towards Fuji's scalp and flatten that ridiculous party hat she's got on. Since she's back to 'cold' mode, Diesel offers to retort to Fuji again, only muttering a simple "Neutralize" as she attacks her back.
Fuji just couldn't see that (or anything) coming. Her head was suddenly bashed in during her uppercut, immediately flattening Fui out on the floor. That Party hat? It was crushed, and did little to protect her head from her landing flat out on the ground. She knew it was an elbow, to say the least-- It seems to be one of the only parts of Diesel's body capable of hitting her. She pancaked out on the ground. In fighting, she knew when she was hurt, all fanned out on the floor. "Ugh..." she said. "...Why are you -ALWAYS- around when I don't want you to be?"
"Hit confirmed." There was no joy in Diesel's features as her elbow smash was delivered right to Fuji's head, when she got in a mood like this it wasn't like she was truly fighting but was only doing a tedious chore. Still, sparks of barely restrained rage will show every once in a while, something about Fuji getting deep into the skin of the otherwise frigid woman who looked like nothing could faze her. Like a dormant volcano, her serene exterior belied an intense inner turmoil begging to explode. Raising her leg and covering it with Pyscho power, Diesel brought her foot down upon the fallen woman's face, aiming to stomp her head right into the ground. "It is for your own good."
It was, unfortunately, a poor day to be the end of the year. All of Diesel's weight stomped down on Fuji. She was still too dazed, it seemed, for the next thing she knew, a foot slammed against her jaw, though she had put her hands around Diesel's other foot, but the jaw was nearly crushed under Diesel's weight, Fuji taking a huge hit of constitution damage. Diesel had too much momentum. This kind of hit would put any other person out. Yet, As Diesel's foot peeled away, Fuji was still laying underneath it. There was something different about Fuji here, though. The slightest attempts at a smile. Like she wanted to smile. It could have been in her eyes, for her new pair had been knocked off in the exchange, which she was reaching for. Her eyes looked up at Diesel hauntingly. That glaze could creep anyone out. Not that she wanted to do that. She coughed then, and sputtered, turning her head, and spitting out a bit of blood. "Go on. Finish it." She said slowly. "...Happy New Year."
Two hundred plus pounds of Amazonian fury slams into Fuji's face, yet as Diesel pulls her stomping foot away from that comely figure, there is a moment of pause as golden eyes meet grey. Diesel is not one to be put off easily, but she will admit that there is something very unnerving about staring directly into the eyes of a blind person, it is as if Fuji can see something about her that no person with true sight could. For a moment, eyebrows furrow into what looks like anger, fists clench to make good on Fuji's offer and put her out of her misery. Diesel takes in a breath gathering energy, only to then exhale and deflate her shoulders "No..." She breaks her Kalaripayattu stance to stand up right "There is no honor striking down a fallen foe and it is not my mission to truly break you. Just make you see..." She decides to choose her words better. "To make you realize..what we offer." Nodding, the woman abruptly turns around and moves away from the temple, calling over her shoulder to Fuji. "Happy New Year, Yatefusa Fuji. You deserve it more than I."
That moment of staring towards Diesel, Fuji didn't know what else to do. Diesel had outclassed her in every single way. Every time they've met Diesel's tried to pound her into some kind of fine red paste. She had the opportunity in which to do it, but skipped on it, and when no attack came, she had a different look. Shock. her body motions gave this away. She sat up shortly after, pulling herself to sit against the bell that had been the focal point of this shrine that was to reign in 108 new promises for the New Year. Even though Yuri was carted away, Fuji remained there, sitting, trying to find her bearings. She had blood on her blouse and on her tie. A new Year indeed. When the bells began to toll much later that night, She remained there, staring off aimlessly towards the sky. Yuri had been carted off long ago by then. And Fuji sighed. Her Quest to see would begin anew. If only she could just get Diesel off her back for a little bit, first.
Log created on 19:39:34 01/02/2012 by Diesel, and last modified on 11:04:00 01/06/2012.