Description: A meatlocker. A funky fly master--and someone who is already as cool and chill as a slab of ice. Can Mr. Jones' fiery spirit overcome Leona's demeanor? (Winner: Leona)
COMBATSYS: MrJones has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Leona has joined the fight here.
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MrJones 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Leona
When Mister Jones said he wanted a cool fight, this is not exactly what he had in mind!
"Man...freaking jackasses." After his explosive fight against the mysterious Duke, Jones had grumbled out in annoyance to SNF officials he wanted opponents that fought properly and not chuck furniture and atomic bombs at him whenever he could, if he wanted to scrap against hooligans he woulda staid in Metro City! Also, would it kill them to put him on a ventilated area that wasn't suffocatingly hot?
What Mister Jones wishes is what he he gets, and he now finds himself on a inside a freaking meat looker, shivering and sneezing, he knows they did that on purpose just to tick him off! Though he covered himself as best he could, his usual regal afro smooched down by a beanie hat, he still doesn't look like he's enjoying himself. But alas, a fight is a fight and he ain't gonna let some measly cold weather put a stop on his funk! Nothing can stop the groove baby, not even some crappy two bit AC!
Leona is known for being cool under pressure. But this? This might be a bit much. Still, she agreed to show, and she doesn't back out without a good reason. Cold isn't a good reason. In deference to the temperature, she's wearing both her short-sleeved jacket as well as her fatigue pants, and as her breath curls out from her mouth, she walks up to the laid-out fighting area.
"Cold," she observes, neutrally. "Have to work fast to keep from permanent damage." The SNF officials agree--they're all bundled up far more than she is. The meatlocker is large enough for a fighting place, even with slabs of beef here and there--there's still a clear path to her target.
She springs without warning, dropping into a semi-crouch and using her strong legs to propel her at Jones--the officials hurriedly starting the cameras as she springs forward, just catching it as she lands in front of him and launches a high front kick for his chin.
COMBATSYS: MrJones blocks Leona's Light Kick.
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MrJones 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Leona
Whoa! The kicking and the punching! Jones was still busy looking at his cold breath being exhaled from his mouth to realize the fight was ready to start. When he spots his opponent for the day, the Funky Fighter drops...to do a respectful bow first and then extend a hand to Leona "Hey how ya doin'? Johnny Jones--OH SHI-!" The man retracts his hand frantically and brings his hands up to protect his face from the incoming kick, taking the blow on his gloved hands instead "Yo! Relax babe! I wasn't gonna sucker punch ya or nothin'! Dang!"
Johnny can be a brutal fighter at times, but only in street scraps. He tries to be polite when it's a sanctioned match and skips backwards giving himself some room to fight against the overly eager woman. Taking a Jeet Kune Do stance as he does too.
"Why don't you, chill out?" He cackles smirking at the cameras. "No? Bad joke? Okay."
COMBATSYS: MrJones focuses on his next action.
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MrJones 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Leona
Leona is (almost) always perfectly polite. But when she fights... see, she's been trained to fight like a commando. An assassin. She doesn't observe the niceties all the time. Like now. She stops cold, so to speak, feeling the cold already start to soak into her. This is... arctic. To say the least.
"Jeet Kune Do," she says, recognizing the stance, utterly ignoring the bad joke--he wants to mug for the cameras, that's his deal. Her smile, such as it is, is not particularly pleasant, as she jumps forward, in a low arc, tucking her arms and legs in... and when she reaches a certain point above him, she unleashes a cross of blue-white energy, created with a sound like the shriek of metal on metal, like a terrible cut... and as she does, she uses that force to backflip away from the man.
Newton's law, opposite action and reaction, and all that jazz.
COMBATSYS: MrJones dodges Leona's X-Caliber.
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MrJones 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Leona
"Tough crowd!" Mister Jones is an entertainer, it's in his nature to put on a show for the crowd even if it's not considered 'smart' fighting. Some people have honor before reason, Johnny Jones has FUNKY TIMES before reason. As such he merely shrugs Leona's cold (pun pun) demeanor and resets his fighting stance, keeping most of his weight on his back leg whilst his hands are up to protect his face and body, slightly unclenched to keep himself limber and ready. As Leona guessed, it is indeed Jeet Kune Do. "Ah, always a pleasure to fight knowledgeable fighters." Johnny grins as he assumes Leona merely knows about martial arts extensively and doesn't recognize the style simply because she has seen his movies.
"Hmm..." When the energy attack is unleashed a frown forms on Mister Jones' eyebrows when he finds the attack awfully familiar. It reminds him a bit of Angelo, but that will have to be a question he'll have to ask another time. "WOO!" Johnny rolls forward and scoots right under the X shaped energy attack to land right infront of Leona as she finishes her back flip, sending a quick backhanded fist directly to her nose! "WATA!"
COMBATSYS: Leona blocks MrJones' Jab Punch.
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MrJones 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Leona
Leona has little use for entertainers; they are contrary to her mission. Landing from the dodged attack, she's up immediately, in ready position to deflect the backfist with an upraised hand. That noise he makes... so annoying. Like the screaming of hyenas.
Disapproval in her eyes, faint but unmistakable, as the man seems to be bent on 'entertaining'... her own response is to throw her own 'jab'. Only, it isn't really a -jab-...
But a slash of gloved hand, a chopping cut for Mr. Jones' neck. Despite the gloves, getting hit might feel very unpleasant indeed, though she won't draw blood with the slashing attack.
Not yet, at least.
COMBATSYS: MrJones blocks Leona's Quick Punch.
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MrJones 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Leona
Tough broad too! The funky fighter known as Mister Jones seems to think when his blow is deflected by a proper boxing guard. Oh he has fought Ice Queens before (pun pun) and he knows how much it ticks them off to see him enjoy himself on a fight. Some people, /most/ people, wouldn't care about the disapproving looks, but as stated earlier Johnny Jones is an actor as much as he is a martial artist. He's goal in life is to make people enjoy themselves, and if he has to beat the crap outta them to make them a good time, then so be it!
Besides, he has noticed that when his opponents get really unnerved, they don't fight as well as they should. "Hey! Nice Karate chop!" Grins Johnny as he raises his arm again to block the slice at his neck. Surprisingly it doesn't look like it hurt him much since he is pretty used to stop attacks with his arms and all the nerves on his forearms are probably dead by now. Once the chop of smacked out of the way, Mista' Jay twist his left hip forward to send a quick left uppercut directly for Leona's chin! Again, giving out that loud obnoxious kyah! "WOATAA!"
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Leona with Retro Knuckle.
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MrJones 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Leona
Unnerving Leona is going to take a lot more than chatter. The cold is worse--it's slowing her reactions massively now, and chipping away at the man isn't going to work. The uppercut hits true, rocking Leona's head back--but other than the purpling bruise on her chin, she doesn't look particularly impressed.
With him this close, it's relatively easy to figure out her next move--she draws her arms in--and then flings them outwards, taking a step back. She doesn't want to hit him with her hands. She wants to hit him with what she creates in front of her--an actinic blue sphere of crackling energy, somewhere between pure chi and electricity.
The attack is accompanied by a focusing shout, but there's no words to it--she doesn't shout the names of her attacks--just an expression given voice.
COMBATSYS: Leona successfully hits MrJones with Baltic Launcher.
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MrJones 0/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0 Leona
Mister Jones takes a step back after his uppercut lands on the woman's chiseled jaw, preparing himself for a counter attack and can't help but snort slightly in disapproval of his own when she begins to gather chi on her hands. What is it with people and wanting to keep chucking things at him? All he wants is to have a proper brawl for once! "Augh! Now that's just cold!" (Pun Pun) Says the Funky Fighter at the lack of response once he shoots his arms up to protect himself getting a nasty cold burn on his forearms.
If you haven't realized it by now, there is going to be a a pun from him every pose
"WOASHAAA!" Undaunted, Johnny slides forward again towards Leona not wanting to put up too much distance between the two, sending a left thrust kick directly for abdomen!
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Leona with Slide Double.
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MrJones 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\1 Leona
The kicks impact her stomach... and she has to admit, the man knows how to fight. It's too bad she keeps getting paired up with 'jokesters' and 'colorful characters'. The SNF people clearly don't understand that she takes fighting seriously. She refuses, absolutely, to go down--and so the impact rocks her back several steps...
... which she seems to retake smoothly, stepping forward twice, forming her right hand into a knuckled fist--just folding the first knuckle in, really, giving her a much smaller plane to hit with--and fires a smashing punch down, for Jones's inner thigh.
If he wants to get into a -slugging match-, then Leona will oblige.
COMBATSYS: MrJones blocks Leona's Strong Punch.
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MrJones 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Leona
Mister Jones knows what the problem is here. Leona had just recently fought Adon and that clearly made her really bitter. It can't possibly be something that he said, no way! He's far too cheerful and funky for anyone to be angry with him for long. Knowing this, and because he's just that kinda guy, he endeavors to turn Leona's frown upside down, even if potentially harming her in the process.
"Whoa hey!" Johnny uses that same extended kick to block, and brings his foot down on the incoming punch that was coming to hit him in the peroneal nerve to cripple his mobility. "Attacking with one knuckle, that's Bhudda's Fist ain't it!? Nice!" The Disco Fighter grins broadly as he steps /into/ Leona's arm to gain leverage. "Staying 'frosty' on the target??" (Pun Pun)
Maybe he's going for some kind of pun record here.
Nevertheless, once he's inside Leona's circle of defense, he'll start delivering a rain of kicks on her chest to drive her back!
"ATATATATATATATA!!"
COMBATSYS: Leona just-defends MrJones' Bicycle Kick!
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MrJones 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Leona
'Inside' her defense? Never. She fades back another half-step, giving her the time she needs to intercept each kick, her hands a brief blur as she catches and redirects each kick, first to last. It's an impressive feat, even more so given the cold slowing both fighters down, and, riding that surge, she bats the last kick away and steps in.
Were she the speaking type, she'd probably tell him to shut up, but she prefers a more direct method of action and so she simply shoots a hand out for his throat.
If she gets the grip? She'll squeeze--though not crush--and, one-handed, swing him into a side of beef--a *frozen* side of beef--before releasing him. It is particularly vicious, but not, despite how it might look, lethal. He'll even still be able to make the puns.
COMBATSYS: Leona successfully hits MrJones with Leona Crush.
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MrJones 1/-----==/=======|=======\=------\1 Leona
"GHACK!" Wellp, that's one way of shutting up a guy. Thought strangulation of such types isn't exactly what would Jones praise as skillful fighting, he admits that it works and has often employed such techniques himself when push came to shove. The Funky Fighter wiggles his legs slightly as he is held up in the air before getting flung at a side of beef that might as well been a steel pole. "Blagh!!" He grunts and falls on his face before getting back to rub the back of his head.
"I prefer mine medium raw." What? He couldn't keep up using the cold puns for the whole match. That woulda been redundant and annoying!
Once he gets back up, he adjusts his shades and resets his Jeet Kune Do stance keeping a close eye on this deadly foe of his.
COMBATSYS: MrJones focuses on his next action.
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MrJones 1/-----==/=======|=======\=------\1 Leona
If she were -strangling- him she'd still have a grip. Because when she's strangling someone, she doesn't stop until they're limp or dead. Fact of life. She can understand that he might want to get a hold of himself after that--it's disorienting, and was when Heidern showed her the technique--when he did it to her.
But she can't let him. So, she pulls something from a pocket--a microgrenade. They're built to create localized concussion waves--less damaging than a handgrenade, or even the earring grenades she uses, and less risky.
She flicks it, almost casually, to land at his feet. If he isn't quick enough--or if he doesn't notice in time... well, it'll be a bit of a surprise.
COMBATSYS: MrJones blocks Leona's Thrown Object.
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MrJones 1/----===/=======|=======\=------\1 Leona
Johnny Jones has to admit that's a new one! As he walked towards Leona with a fierce intent on his shade covered eyes, he half expected her to try swinging another massive surge of energy at her. Instead she digs into her pockets and tosses a teeny bitty cute /GRENADE/ at him. "Oh snap beans!" Jonesy has been to wars you know? He can recognize a grenade when sees one even if he has no proper experience handling the things.
Curling himself into almost a ball, crossing both his arms and raising one leg he endures the brunt of the explosion as best he can to then adjust his stance back up. "Now that..."
"........"
"Crap, I got nothing." At long last! The storm of puns has been stopped and Jones finds himself with little else to do but charge at Leona with a quick right straight punch to her face! "HAAIII!"
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Leona with Jab Punch.
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MrJones 1/----===/=======|=======\==-----\1 Leona
*SMACK* That is the sound of fist hitting face. She'll have another bruise. But she's okay with bruises. Her head turns with the impact--and then she turns back, her blue eyes glimmering. Time to end this? Perhaps. She has to take a moment--summon up her strength, sapped by the neverending cold--but once she does...
She jumps backwards, taking a high, arching path--and at the top of it? She stops, in midair, for just a moment, her right hand raised high... and starting to glow iwth red-orange power. And then, suddenly, she's slashing down at Mr. Jones' position. Should she reach him? She'll slash that right hand downwards, across his body, leaving a burning trail of energy, as she lands--and then, jump away, with another slash across his body, forming a V. But that isn't it--when she's at the apex of her jump? that energy will explode, like a bomb. If there's any beef carcasses in the vicinity, they'll probably be shredded.
COMBATSYS: Leona successfully hits MrJones with V-Slasher.
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MrJones 1/=======/=======|==-----\-------\0 Leona
Mister Jones doesn't often let go of the pressure once he has taken the momentum. But he isn't often fighting inside meat lockers neither. As such when his gloved fist collides with Leona's face, the dance fighter actually keeps himself from running towards to chase her and instead pulls back to try and warm himself a little. This is most certainly not a groovy situation to be in!
When the energy slash comes, as usual, he can't do much but put those battered arms of his up to take the brunt of the blow. The energy slams into his arm and he keeps his footing there to keep it from going right through him. Then the second energy comes to his midsection and he stretches a hand out to stop that one too. There, he stays trying to hold them back with a pained grin on his face. "Oh..this isn't too baAAAAAAAGGGH!!!"
It's the explosion that gets him in the end and he gets blasted clear to the other side of the meat locker. Slamming against a frozen wall to then get covered by piles of cow corpses. He might consider turning vegetarian after all this is over.
For a moment, it looks like that's it for Jonesy as nothing steers from the pile. Until suddenly all the pieces of beef explode to the side and here comes Jones with a dramatic attack!
"GROOVE MASTA'!!!"
The Funky Fighter yells as he delivers a flying guillotine kick directly aimed for Leona's wind pipe!
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Leona with Enter the Groove Master.
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MrJones 0/-------/----===|======-\-------\0 Leona
This time, Leona is floored--well, catapulted, really, into the side of the locker. She impacts spread-eagled, only slowly peeling out of a dent in the wall... but when she lands, she lands on her hands and knees, not on her face. It's a pose of half-supplication... and half runner's start.
When she moves, she leaps, describing an arc through the air--this should look familiar to Jones. Only, instead of unleashing the energy as a projectile, she's plummeting straight for him, slashing outwards to try and essentially bisect Jones's head. Of course it won't do permanent damage, but those blue-powered knife hands can still do a ton ofd amage.
COMBATSYS: Leona successfully hits MrJones with X-Caliber Strike.
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MrJones 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\1 Leona
At this point Jones doesn't care much for the fighting anymore. It's too freaking cold and he can't do much of anything but hug himself. He has a long way to go before he achieves his coveted title of Groove Master, and he knows it quite well, showing here in his lack of endurance.
While his body isn't reacting, his mind is and he notices Leona coming down towards him. "Gah.." Nope, his body won't move, and all he can is adjust his shades seeing Leona's reflection getting bigger and bigger on his sunglasses. "That's.. a flying guillotine attack too..n-nice-GHK!!" Jones tucks his head to take the blow on the temple and falls on his side. He looks like he's still conscious but doesn't even attempt to get back to his feet.
"Holy Jumping Jesus Christmas Biscuit!" Mutters he as he shudders in a fetal position. "I give..j-just get me outta here." He whines as the cold finally overpowers him.
"This ain't... cool."
*Baddumpsh*
COMBATSYS: MrJones takes no action.
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COMBATSYS: MrJones can no longer fight.
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Only after the fight is done does Leona allow herself to start shivering. The medics rush in with warm blankets and hot drinks and usher the two fighters out. It's almost for sure that some civically-minded SNF official is ranting about the dangers they put the fighters in...
COMBATSYS: Leona has ended the fight here.
Log created on 13:45:59 04/08/2012 by Leona, and last modified on 19:52:00 04/09/2012.