Description: NDP Match between Brett and Intan in Las Vegas, (Draw)
It's been a while. A season back with the Greyhounds, and mulling whether to enter the draft or not...after some soul searching though, the life of professional hockey was put aside. After all, Brett didn't just want to play hockey. He wanted MORE people to play hockey too. And if he was to see to that, he had to help spread the good word.
So Mr. Neuer found himself back on the street fighting circuit. But as he finds himself on the iconic strip in Vegas, he finds the lights shining on him a bit intimidating. "Man...I forgot about all this," he mutters, adjusting the hel met on his head with a plasticky clapping sound. Tightening up his gloves, he fiddled with his stick. No time for nerves...he keeps telling himself that, but...
Intan was waiting already, standing against one of the casinos to see who she's fighting before moving towards him. When the NDP producer points at Brett, she raises an eyebrow before chuckling and moving towards him. Not one to eschew a good fight, she must admit to some worry about how this would turn out--after all, she's not yet fought anyone like that before.
"Hey there." She greets her opponent, drawing her blades with *shnickt* sound. "Good luck. I'm Intan, I take it you're Brett." Ooh, first name basis. "I hope you're as good off the ice as you look like you are on it, because I want a challenge." And with that said, her blades are thrown in the air, she makes a pirouette and catches them as she turns, before dropping into a defensive stance. "Ready?"
COMBATSYS: Intan has started a fight here.
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Intan 0/-------/-------|
Brett worked on the clasp of his helmet to make sure it was secure, before he sees someone approach through the security barricades. Looks like he's found his opponent. "You're Intan then?" he asks, swallowing down those nerves before nodding back to the raven-haired girl. "Good luck to you too," he says, smiling. Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes. His skates slowly wheeled beneath him, making sure they were rolling well.
Finally, with a hard slam, he cracks his stick down on the street in front of him, hunching down in something similar to a face-off posture. His eyes were drawn in, earlier signs of anxiousness gone as he gets his game face on. "Ready," he says, with a much more confident tone.
COMBATSYS: Brett has joined the fight here.
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Intan 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Brett
Intan seems to be waiting for the 'start fighting' signal, which is probably a good sign, but as she waits she's distracted slightly. It takes a while to come for some reason, and when it finally does come she's slightly off-guard, making her react a little sluggishly to the signal, though it could certainly have been worse. Much worse!
*FIGHT!!*
The signal comes, and Brett is fully into his game mindset, brow furrowed as he starts on a sharp sprint around, trying to cut around Intan and test her tracking. He doesn't go for too long though: he's not the wary sort or the tricky sort after all. Still, he's not going to charge in wild JUST yet. He's testing the water's so to speak, and after a second to pivot, he winds his stick back. "HAH!" he shouts, slapshotting into the air in front of him. An ice-blue wave cuts across the street toward Inant as it comes, like a shark beneath the water's surface.
COMBATSYS: Intan just-defends Brett's Shark Crest!
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Intan 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Brett
When the attack finally comes, Intan is fully back into the game. With a quick movement, she not only negates the attack but moves closer to Brett, negating the advantage offered by the ranged attack in the first place. As she rushes on towards Brett, she switches her weapons between her hands with a quick movement.
"Nice trick." She comments before making her strike, a single stabbing motion aimed at Brett's gut. It's a fast movement, and she doesn't linger on it as she withdraws her blade, hit or no hit. "But tricks won't win this fight, let's see what you really got!"
COMBATSYS: Brett Toughs Out Intan's Serrated Stab!
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Intan 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Brett
As soon as he lets the Crest fly, Brett is back in motion. He doesn't even bother to show surprise as its negated with a deft block, just that she's charging forward as well. Gritting his teeth, he forces himself forward with another hard kick of his skates. When the knife digs into him, his pads take some of the edge off, but it's mostly his muscles steeling and body pivoting away that keeps it from being as worse as it could be, considering the now open wound he has.
And as Intan might learn, he's not terribly talkative either as a fighter. Actions speak louder than words, you know, and his response is to keep moving. Lifting his stick up, he tries to twist it and use it like a crook to hook at the back of the knife-fighter's neck before kicking back. Hopefully resulting in her being yanked face first into the street with that hooking offense.
COMBATSYS: Intan blocks Brett's King's End.
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Intan 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Brett
Unfortunately, with a sudden movement an arm was in the way, preventing most of that damage. "Nice move." Intan comments, not hindered by her opponent's lack of words. In fact, they might very well have amused her as she turns to Brett once more. "But you know. People want to cheer for someone who makes fights interesting, a few words here and there to spice it up a little can do wonders."
And again, she strikes. Her left blade going for Brett's side, trying to swipe a cut into it. "I mean, it's not like they pay you because nobody is watching these fights, no?" And she makes a backflip to increase the distance between the two of them.
COMBATSYS: Brett blocks Intan's Random Strike.
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Intan 0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0 Brett
The knife strike is intercepted by Brett's stick, knocking it off course enough that the cut along his side is shallower than it should've been. "Nnnn...." he grunts, pushing back to get some distance from Intan. He doesn't let her comments affect him too much. No, he's fully focused on trying ot make his own impact.
Of course, not to say he can't make a fight interesting. After all, unless they already know his skillset, most people will expect just a lot of bullrushing and stick slashes from him. Maybe they won't expect him to do a full flip forward, leg extended as he tries to crash his heel down on top of Intan's head and maybe some extra scrapes from his wheels.
COMBATSYS: Brett successfully hits Intan with Falling Star EX.
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Intan 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Brett
This time, Brett lands a clean strike. Intan lets out a pained cry as she's got the big guy's weight on top of her, and she narrows her eyes. This isn't going as well as it should, and well... she has to react to this, quickly. "Not bad, bad boy. Do you always treat girls like this?" She smirks even as she says that.
And when she strikes once more, it's done with a quick movement, shouldn't hurt too much really. "I hope you're okay with losing to the fairer sex, because after moves like that, I will NOT allow you to win." And she increases the distance some once more, staring at Brett angrily.
COMBATSYS: Brett endures Intan's Quick Jab.
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Intan 0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0 Brett
This entangled, after the crushing somersault kick he delivered, Brett really can't do much to defend against the renewed knife strike. So he doesn't even really try to, taking the blow while keeping himself in that tangle, ensuring that she doesn't get away too far even after she finally extracts herself from the mess.
He's bleeding a bit, but he's not doing too bad, yet, and with that distance left minimized, he's got a clear shot. He doesn't pursue this time...but he does try something interesting. Specifically, he hacks into the street with the heel of his stick, upending a piece of it before he winds back, slapshotting it straight toward Intan.
COMBATSYS: Brett successfully hits Intan with Thrown Object.
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Intan 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Brett
Once more, Intan fails her attempts to evade. Narrowing her eyes, she turns towards Brett. She looks like a savage barbarian in full berserker fury, and snarls at Brett. It's not a pleasant sight, if you're the target from that fury at least. On TV, it might give her a kind of savage beauty.
She rushes towards Brett and without another word she tries to strike, disregarding things like aiming, she just hopes to hit, hard and deep. If it doesn't go in to the hilt, she probably isn't happy with this attack, and so she makes it. With anger, with fury, with a loud howl.
COMBATSYS: Intan successfully hits Brett with Deep Strike.
- Power hit! -
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Intan 1/-------/=======|=======\=====--\1 Brett
It's a missed opportunity, really, as normally Brett would've charaged in to intercept the attack and smash into it like he normally would. Unfortunately, he's been out of the game for a while. And while that opening is there, there's a moment's hesitation that keeps him from moving in, and tempts him to move out of the way instead. And that moment of hesitation is all it takes for Intan to get that knife in and dig in deep, eliciting a howl from Brett as well.
"GAAAAAAAAAAHHHGHHH!!" he growls out. Shuddering, he pulls back and gasps, sucking in deep breaths as he tries to block out the pain. His vision blurs and his head swims, but he tries to keep himself focused enough to stay upright on his skates. Squeeznig his eyes shut, he lets out a sharp shout, as if psyching himself back up before he rolls in, stick in both hands as he tries to slash it upward straight up the front of Intan's body.
COMBATSYS: Intan blocks Brett's Red Sabre.
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Intan 1/-----==/=======|=======\-------\0 Brett
The blow is blocked by Intan's crossed arms, and while it definitely looks like that hurt, Intan narrows her eyes and looks at Brett once more. She smirks as she sees how much damage that earlier strike did, and decides that the time has come. "Game over." She promises her opponent as she rushes back into the fray.
And once she has is in range to strike, she lashes out once, twice, and many times more, each strike more brutal than the one that came before before it. In totality, it's not pleasant. At all. Each of those strikes would hurt if they landed, but the combination of it is... ow. Just ow.
COMBATSYS: Brett blocks Intan's Relentless Assault.
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Intan 0/-------/-----==|=======\=------\1 Brett
While he's not in a good state, Brett is far from ready to give up. When Intan comes in and starts to lash and thrash out with those knives, he's doing his best to bring stick, arm, even HELMET to try and dull the strikes. He can't stop them all, and his arms end up looking like he'd been cutting like those emo kids do. Still, with all that blood coming down, he's still up on his feet....
And that makes him dangerous still. As he lifts his stick back up, he starts spinning it, like one of those staff forms you see in marital arts exhibitions. As the stick picks up speed, it starts to tilt down, the aim to hack into Intan repeatedly with that stick spinning and spinning like a helicopter blade.
COMBATSYS: Brett successfully hits Intan with Blackhawk Down EX.
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Intan 0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0 Brett
Intan tries to move out of the way, but this time she just ain't fast enough. Narrowing her eyes, she increases her distance some. She grunts, "Okay, maybe not." As she doesn't attack, taking a quick breather while observing her adversary for the fight today. "But you haven't won." She promises, even though she doesn't look like she's doing all that well right now...
COMBATSYS: Intan gains composure.
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Intan 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Brett
Brett backs off and slow his stick spinning down, finally grabbing it firmly and pulling it back after repeated smashes of his stick. Good thing it's reinforced. Still, he seems....reluctant to press the advantage. He's weak for sure....but he still wills himself forward. No rest, he has momentum now. he can't let that slide.
Pushing himself forward again, he charges toward Intan, forward grip with both hands on his stick. Wielding it like a staff, heswings forward, snapping and striking out toward her sides in hopes of collapsing her and making his last stand.
COMBATSYS: Intan blocks Brett's Medium Strike.
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Intan 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Brett
Brett may have momentum, but Intan seems more than willing to let that attack land on her already quite bruised arms, and as she pushes the stick back she immediately follows it up with an attack of her own. Two of her blades lash out, one for each hand, and she tries to strike at Brett's chest in a cross-shaped pattern, cutting things open (or so she hopes) for painful business. "Just go down already." She grunts.
COMBATSYS: Brett interrupts Brutal Strike from Intan with Hurricane Check.
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Intan 1/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Brett
If Intan hadn't already figured it out, Brett Neuer tends not to die hard. Even as all the wounds add up, he keeps pushing forward, with figurative and literal momentum. Turning only to ensure he's still facing Intan as he rolls about, he sets himself and watches the cross cutting come....
And charges in. Even as knives start to dig into his shoulders from above, he smashes out with his elbow once, aiming to crack it across her jaw before centripital force takes him around in a near 360 spin. Then, with another kick off his skates, he charges in again, trying to finish it off with a nasty looking shoulder tackle straight into her torso.
Intan is hurt hard by that assault, and she grits her teeth. Knowing that she doesn't have much to give anymore, she rushes in and stabs, stabs and stabs. One stab after another, until the moment she falls over from her wounds and exhaustion adding up together. She's pushing out every last bit of energy she has in her body, to show her opponent that yes, she is a good combatant, even if she might not have won this fight...
COMBATSYS: Intan can no longer fight.
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Brett 0/-------/-======|
COMBATSYS: Brett blocks Intan's Relentless Assault.
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Brett 1/-------/=======|
Brett manages that vicious strike, sure...but it's not over, and when Intan comes forward to jam him with furious stabs after stabs again, he's forced back on the defensive, trying to survive the assault the best he can...and he does.....
Or at least he seems to. As he backs off, and Intan looks to have taken her last steps in the match, he finally collapses, dropping onto one knee and shaking his head. "I don't...feel too..." And then he falls over completely, groaning as he lays face down on the street, blood loss finally overtaking him.
COMBATSYS: Brett takes no action.
COMBATSYS: Brett can no longer fight.
Log created on 13:12:35 04/10/2012 by Intan, and last modified on 15:42:05 04/10/2012.