Description: Munin has been given a match for the SNF with Faolan. While en route, she is ambushed by someone who seems to know her. She, however, does not seem to know him. Despite her confused reaction, a fight ensues. While she defeats him, she is already on a timetable, and must leave without questioning him. However, this may not be a problem in the days to come.
Noise, lights and the pressing throng of humanity cover the streets of downtown Southtown. The sun is setting behind the buildings as the work day winds down, giving way to the gregarious bustle of nightlife. The Southtown Internet Cafe is no exception to this. Students off from school, businessmen shooting off an email they forgot to do at work and people with a technological addicition move in and out of the building.
The man stepping out of the doors fits with the third group. His baggy hoodie is zipped up against evening chill, though his hood is down clearly marking him as out of place amongst the Japanese population. But not a moment after he steps out of the doors of the cafe does his phone find its way into his hands, thumbs moving to quickly fire off a message to someone.
Among this hustle and bustle is Munin, passing through on her way to some match set up for the SNF. As the sun is setting, it is getting colder, so she has a large trenchcoat over her small frame. It appears to be a size too large for her, and looks slightly comical. Alas, the store she purchased it only had one left!
She shakes her head in a mix of amusement and annoyance. A JUNGLE match? What next, she wonders. A bikini-mud wrestling match? Better yet, best not to tempt fate. As all this passes through her mind, she walks more or less on autopilot, not noticing the man in the hoodie in the least.
If she recalls the map of the city, the ally she comes to should be a shortcut. She turns and walks into the gloom between the highrises, glad it is lacking the numbers of the street behind her.
Cheshire looks up from his phone just in time to catch a sight of the half-Japanese woman walking by. His eyes go wide, then narrow as his brows pull down. His thoughts already racing as he pulls his hood up, hiding the colorful riot of his hair and lowering his head to make him stand out as little as possible. It couldn't be her, could it. No, no doubt now.
His feet carried him unerringly in the trail of the woman, his hand flicking up to the bandana around his neck as she ducks into the alley. Poor choice, he thought to himself, only makes it easier for him. The bandana is pulled up over his mouth and nose, displaying the wide toothy grin printed across the front. Then his hand moves down and unzips the hoodie, his hand darting inside to grab something against his side.
Violet eyes narrow as they catch the sound of footsteps behind her. After hearing them continue for a short time, she stops, slowly turning around with a glare. Due to the lighting and the light at the eother end of the ally, her face is obscured in shadow, a black canvas with two glowing purple lights for eyes.
She is about to speak when she sees the bandana with the grin. When she does, there's a dangerous edge to her tone "Can i help you?".
Cheshire cants his head to the side, the fake grin giving him a quizzical appearance. When he speaks up, its in a Japanese that's rudimentary and carrying a heavy American accent. "Forgot me, then?" He stands there with one hand inside his hoodie, but he manages a one shouldered shrug. "That doesn't matter. You don't have to remember me, you just have to pay. Nothing personal."
"He gives a sharp laugh, almost manic. "Who am I kidding?! It's /very/ personal." His hand flashes out of his hoodie, the silver gleam of a plated handgun flashing in the faint light.
COMBATSYS: Cheshire has started a fight here.
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Cheshire 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Munin has joined the fight here.
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Cheshire 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Munin
The glowing lights on the darkened face narrow even further as they catch sight of a pistol being drawn.
With fluid speed, she slips out of her trenchcoat, and throws it at him as a distraction, recalling how effective it was when Fuji used the same trick on her. She meanwhile leaps sideways, weapons drawn, and leaps off the wall to her left. She swings her weapon at him as she decends, watching carefully for a counter attack.
COMBATSYS: Munin successfully hits Cheshire with Random Strike.
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Cheshire 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Munin
The trenchcoat does its job. He spins on his heel, eyes widening as he sees her coming in from another direction. He steps away too late, the blade passing through his shirt and along his chest, opening a bleeding line across him. The bandana hides the grit of his teeth, but his laughing just continues. "Swords? That's different. Need to adjust."
Cheshire takes another step back, raising his pistol, firing off a shot as his other hand darts inside his hoodie to pull out a second gun.
COMBATSYS: Cheshire successfully hits Munin with Medium Shot.
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Cheshire 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Munin
Munin sees the barrel pointing at her, and makes a move to dodge. Unfortunately, she is moving too fast, and is unprepared to react to gunshots. The shot hits cleanly, making her wince.
She glares at him, the glow of her eyes intensifying "Remember you? What are you talking about? Start making sense!".
COMBATSYS: Munin focuses on her next action.
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Cheshire 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Munin
Cheshire's laugh cuts of as if by a knife. "Sense? Sense?!" He lowers himself into a military combat stance as his eyes narrow. "Sense is not what I do."
He's still for a moment, then launches himself forward, closing the space between the two fighters with a few steps. His foot plants firmly on the ground, twisting to take his weight and balance as he spins, the other foot flying up towards Munin's head.
COMBATSYS: Munin counters Strong Kick from Cheshire with Shadow Counter.
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Cheshire 0/-------/--=====|===----\-------\0 Munin
She scowls at him ""Fine. Then i'll BEAT it out of you!". When he goes for the kick, however, she sees it coming a mile away since he telegraphs it so much. She brings up her weapons in a block, and as he strikes them, she dashes under his leg in a blur of motion, and strikes at him from the side with one of her blades, aiming for the arm.
"Maybe THEN you'll explain yourself!".
He grunts as the blade strikes at his arm, cutting another red gouge across his skin. Cheshire pushes away from Munin. "Two years. You cost me two years." As he slides backwards he drops down to one knee both his pistols coming up in front of him, arms steady despite the pain lancing up one of them.
The guns diverge a couple inches, each barrel pointed at one shoulder of his opponent. "And now I'll settle the debt." He pulls both triggers a pair of bullets cutting through the air.
COMBATSYS: Munin dodges Cheshire's March Hare.
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Cheshire 0/-------/--=====|===----\-------\0 Munin
Luckily shes taken note of the speed of his aim. When he aims, she ducks just at the right time, the shots zinging through the air just over her head. She smirks, and her weapons gain a dark purple glow as she swings them in an arc before her, leaving a trail of matching color.
Unlike a normal weapon trail, however, THIS trail flies towards him at high speed! She says nothing, however, since he seems hell-bent on attacking, and better not to lose focus with words.
At least, for now.....
COMBATSYS: Cheshire fails to reflect Shadow Wave from Munin with Cheshire Wink.
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Cheshire 0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0 Munin
A grin forms behind the fake grin of his bandana as his shots are dodged. The shots weren't meant to hit, no shot that far off center is meant to. No his eyes gleam as Munin comes in low, right where the shots were meant to direct her. He brings one hand in front of him, hand starting to spark, but not quick enough as the energy instead courses through him, sending him sliding back a few feet as he tries to brace himself unsuccessfully against the attack.
"No! I won't loose to you again.. damn it!"
COMBATSYS: Munin focuses on her next action.
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Cheshire 0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0 Munin
Munin stands, and slowly approaches him, eyes narrowed. She does not attack upon hearing his words, however. "This fight is a waste of both our time. Last chance: Stand down and tell me what the hell your talking about". She points her weapon at him, the glow in her eyes flashing as her blades shimmer with similiar-colored energy, easily visible in the darkened alley "Or else". She has memory of fighting this man, let alone anyone else using firearms, now or in the past, outside of... well, he doesn't look like one of THEM.
She watches him carefully, waiting for his response.
"Or else?" He leans forward, testing the feel of his guns in his hands. Good, still steady. "Or else what? You leave me a bloody pulp again? No.. I think not." He spreads his legs, raising the pistols again. "I don't care if you beat me. You're going to bleed for what you did. I'll come after you. Again and again.."
He pulls the trigger of one gun, the blast punctuated by his shout of " And again!" Then another shot from the second. "And again!" A third shot. "Again!" And a fourth. "AGAIN!"
COMBATSYS: Munin dodges Cheshire's Mad Tea-Party.
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Cheshire 0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0 Munin
She sighs as he seems to lose his mind. She zips this way and that, able to accurately predict the shots as they come, partially due to the fact he's lost it and not entirely focused on what he is doing. The sheer number of shots and volume of anger he seems to have IS cause for concern, however, and she hopes the shots that miss don't hit people in the street behind her! (Got the end this.... fast!)
She leaps into the air as she gets into range, over the rest of his shots, coming down with both weapons, aiming for either side of his head, on the shoulders.
COMBATSYS: Cheshire blocks Munin's Fierce Strike.
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Cheshire 1/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0 Munin
Cheshire brings up both guns as he crouches, the swords sparking along the metal barrels of the guns, though the strength of the blow still sends jolts down his injured arm. His sharp laughter starts up again, sounding almost too pleased with the way this fight is going, and little concerned that he seems to be on the loosing end.
Twisting the guns to the side, he gives himself enough clearance to move to stand. Placing one foot behind Munin he tries to throw all his weight into her to drive her to the ground.
COMBATSYS: Munin counters Medium Throw from Cheshire with Random Strike.
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Cheshire 1/-----==/=======|===----\-------\0 Munin
She isn't suprised when he blocks with the guns. She IS suprised when he responds so fast! She is pushed nice and solidly, but is able to react fast enough to grab his arm, and roll backwards with the momentum of the push, turning his throw into a throw of her own!
As she goes back, she plants a foot on his stomach, and lets fly as she rolls back onto her back and shoulders.
She then pulls herself to her feet, readying for another attack to come. This guy sure is relentless....
He grunts as the foot lands firmly in his midsection, making him double over slightly cutting off his laugh with a heavy cough. He lifts a hand to wipe a little blood from the corner of his lip. "You're loosing your touch. Last time you already had me down by now." He lowers himself into the combat stance again, his eyes going from hard to oddly serene as he takes a few moments to steady his breath, and let the blood pounding in his ears silence a little.
He tosses his hood back with a backwards tilt of his head, shrugging his shoulders adjust the way the garment sits.
COMBATSYS: Cheshire gains composure.
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Cheshire 1/-------/=======|===----\-------\0 Munin
Munin glares at him "Last time you were fighting someone else, then".
She then comes at him. He had his chance to end this. He didn't take it. She isn't taking risks, particularly where someone is firing pistoles with little regard for who else may be hit! Talking further will only prolong things, or worse get her potentially killed.
She goes for a swing at his arm, hoping the damage may wear him out faster if she can hit the same place enough times.
COMBATSYS: Cheshire dodges Munin's Random Strike.
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Cheshire 1/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0 Munin
"No.. I remember your face. That damn smug grin on your face." His eyes lock firmly on Munin, his relaxed posture seeming almost uncaring about what comes. His eyes move along that blade, and as she comes at him he stands where he is, until the last moment. Then all the sudden he bursts into motion, pushing off his feet as he moves forward and to the side, the blade passing by him. As he takes the opportunity to pass Munin.
He dips his hand back under his hoodie, sliding one of his pistols back into its holster. A stops on one foot, bowing his head slightly to slip his hand down his back. "I got Alice, just for you." He lifts his arm and draws out a sawed-off double barreled shotgun, the word 'Alice' carved artfully into the stock.
He levels the barrels at Munin, "Down the Rabbit Hole!" And pulls the trigger sending a spray of shot infront of him with a loud crack.
COMBATSYS: Cheshire successfully hits Munin with Down the Rabbit Hole.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-
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Cheshire 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Munin
He whips out that shotgun, and Munins eyes go wide! (SHIT!)
She brings up her weapons, crossing them in front of her face and upper body, hoping it may be enough to stop the shot. Sadly, this does little against the birdshot he has it loaded with. The spread tears her up pretty badly, though her face and chest are not as badly hit. It DOES hurt, and she screams in pain as the pellets strike her.
She has to take a moment to compose herself. Everything is hurting at the moment.
On the ground at her feet, drips of red begin pitterpattering on the concrete.
COMBATSYS: Munin gains composure.
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Cheshire 0/-------/-------|=====--\-------\0 Munin
Cheshire lowers the gun as he tilts his head, one brow rising ever so slightly as if he didn't expect that result at all. "Hmm.. so you can bleed, then. Be glad I don't use buck shot." He takes a few slow steps to the side, regarding her for a moment.
And then he's surging forwards again, spinning Alice in his grip, the trigger guard spinning around his finger. He drives the stock of the gun at Munin's midsection, trying to take advantage of her hopefully still shocked state.
COMBATSYS: Munin dodges Cheshire's Fierce Punch.
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Cheshire 0/-------/-------|=====--\-------\0 Munin
Definately not a way to treat a lady. Especially not a way to treat a lady with swords and chi manuevers. As she looks up at him as he comes in, her face is an expression of solid fury mixed with pain. Fuck his reasons now. She just wants to hurt him.
As he rushes in, she does a simple sidestep, stepping in and glaring at him face-to-face.
Her eyes, glowing steadily, suddenly explode in a brilliant burst of violet chi!
COMBATSYS: Cheshire dodges Munin's Flashbang.
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Cheshire 0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0 Munin
Just as those eyes begin to glow to brightly, Cheshire whips to the side pushing off his feet and towards the wall. One sneakered foot grips the brick wall, running forward he takes a few quick steps along the wall, getting some distance between himself and the sword wielder.
As he pushes off the wall, he fires a quick shot from the pistol of towards Munin, hoping to keep her at a distance until he can gain a more advantageous position.
COMBATSYS: Munin endures Cheshire's Quick Shot.
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Cheshire 0/-------/-------|=====--\-------\0 Munin
He fires off the quick shot, hoping to slow her down, but she isn't having it, and runs into the shot, taking it with a dull THUMP of impact and a sincere wince of pain. She doesn't falter, however, and comes at him strong.
She leaps forwards to strike him, but for some reason does so a little too early!
Or did she?
She swings one weapon above her, cutting loose the ladder for the fire escape above, which swings down towards him. Meanwhile, she takes careful measure of his next move, waiting to see what he does.
COMBATSYS: Cheshire dodges Munin's Random Weapon.
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Cheshire 0/-------/-------|=====--\-------\0 Munin
As if that wasn't too obvious an attack, he takes a step to the side and watches as the ladder slams into the ground. Then he tosses his head back and that manic laughing starts again. "See? Now we're having fun." He tosses his pistol into the air, grabbing it by the barrel. "I like this game."
Using the handle of his gun Cheshire hooks through the handle of a trashcan lid. He whips his arm forward, sending the lid soaring at Munin frisbee style. "Catch."
COMBATSYS: Munin dodges Cheshire's Thrown Object.
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Cheshire 0/-------/-------|=====--\-------\0 Munin
Munin runs forwards as she sees him go for a lid. As he throws it, she responds "No thanks!", ducks down, spins, and comes up underneath, stapping at him with both blades.
Simple? Yes. Effective? Very likely, or so she hopes!
COMBATSYS: Cheshire blocks Munin's Twin Impale.
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Cheshire 0/-------/-----==|=====--\-------\0 Munin
Cheshire catches the blades on the barrel of his guns, pushing the blade far enough away from him to turn what would have been a clean shot into a graze. "Tsk, tsk. That's not how you play." He plants one foot firm between Munin's feet and jumps away, gun flashing as it flips in his grip again, hand back where it belongs. "Take two."
He levels the pistol as he deposits Alice back down into the holster on his back. With a quick double tap he sends two bullets flying, one aimed at each of his opponent's arms.
COMBATSYS: Munin dodges Cheshire's March Hare.
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Cheshire 0/-------/-----==|=====--\-------\0 Munin
As he levels the pistols, Munin moves her body 90 degrees, so the shots go to either side of her. As swiftly as she is able, she slids in and takes a swing at his wrist. (A left to right cut won't kill him if the bleeding is stopped) she thinks to herself.
Besides, she doesn't want him dead. She wants him hurt, THEN answering her questions!
COMBATSYS: Cheshire fails to interrupt Random Strike from Munin with Quick Throw.
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Cheshire 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 Munin
Lowers his body, waiting for the strike to actually come at him. As the blade comes closer he tries to get ready for it, planting his feet wide and leading with his shoulder, weapons brought up to protect his body. Even with all the care the blade still slides past his guard, drawing a line of blood across his unharmed arm.
He raises his head, breathing heavily, his exhaustion writ clearly in his eyes. One hand goes up to pull the bandana down. "I will take you down, eventually."
Munin just stands there as he makes his promise. She then frowns angrily, and sends her foot at his face! Simple. Effective. She is in no mood to play anymore games.
COMBATSYS: Munin successfully hits Cheshire with Light Kick.
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Cheshire 0/-------/--=====|=====--\-------\0 Munin
Even as he takes the blow to the face he lashes out with a wide left hook, seemingly taking the blow just to try to get the one last shot in.
COMBATSYS: Cheshire can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Munin counters Fierce Punch from Cheshire with Riposte.
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Munin easily blocks his attack, and brings the other weapons pommel down squarely on his head with what sounds to be something between a thump and a crack. She then gently pushes him onto his back with her foot, and sheathes her weapons "Next time you got a beef with me for something I supposedly did, use words first. Lot less uncomfortable".
She walks slowly past him, reasonably sure the SNF folks will have a medteam available around the clock. Hopefuly she won't draw TOO much attention by either her tired walk or her trail of red droplets.
She stops a moment, and smirks to herself. She always wanted to say this. Glancing back, she remarks "Boot to the head".
COMBATSYS: Munin has ended the fight here.
Cheshire drops to the ground, pounding his fist into the pavement. "So words are good for you now?! Damn, hypocrite." He rolls over onto his back, staring up at the sky as she walks past him. He calls out after her passing comment. "Watch your back! I don't need to get close!" And then the laughing starts again for a few coughing hacks that eventually die away.
Log created on 19:52:42 02/05/2012 by Munin, and last modified on 23:48:18 02/05/2012.