Description: A continuation of Mister Jones' date with Elena. Seeing as they are both very musically inclined what better way to get to know each other better than sing some songs at a local Karaoke Bar in Sunshine City. Sadly, looks like no one told Jones about Zaki's gang roaming around the place looking for trouble. Figures that a date with Johnny Jones could only end with dance fighting, but in this case, he's not particularly thrilled about seeing forced into the dance floor.
Why yes, Mister Johnny Jones is indeed an actor.
Johnny had been pretty surprised when Elena said that she had watched his one and only chick flick 'A Lovely Dance' the fated day when he called her. Usually, he would take such an opportunity to boast about his many exploits, both in front and behind the camera, there are many a things from the Action Hero ex-movie star that are quite note worthy. His many bouts in the SNF, his path as a rising star in the fighting circuit, his crucial role in the defense of Japan against the forces of Shadaloo. Plenty of things to brag about and impress the Kenyan princess, if given then chance Jones could spend all day talking about himself.
But dang it..
He didn't want to!
He wanted Elena to talk and hear that voice that captivated him so, her soft and exotic accent that just made him shiver, the long, sophisticated words she used to express herself which speaks of her great intellect, yet there's a naivety and innocence to her that just..ghnn..GAAH! Everything she does is magic. How can such a person exist is beyond him, he is quite certain Elena is not of this dimension and is in reality an angel in disguise.
Of course, Jones doesn't tell Elena any of this. He can't! While he's usually very sure of himself, he just can't seem to muster enough of his funk to stop stuttering whilst he walks hand in hand with Elena. In fact, his palm starts to feel a bit sweaty after a bit...oh dear.
"So yeah I uh...yep, that was totally me on that film. Kinna early in my career..and the budget sucked...oh and sure the reviews were awful and it....kinda bombed.....but it did help catapult me into bigger roles!" He scratches the back of his head. "Eh, actually it didn't, my other movies after that bombed too." Sigh! This is already going awful and the date just stated!
"But hey! Enough about me, let's hear about you! You said you wanted to go on a Japanese date did ya?" Jonesy grins and spies a building off to the side of the road. "We Americans hit the clubs, and I don't know how you Kenyan cats party. But 'round these parts, I hear karaokes are all the rage."
"Feel like singing, babe?"
Matching his pace and walking along together, hand in hand. Such an experience for any young girl on their first date would be nerve racked and embarrassed by the situation but Elena is already trying to put those out of her mind. It should be much more important to focus on having fun and making the most of the time together that would surely make for a great first date. Surely. Her fingers wiggle in his hand and she gently returns the grip, his palm is a little damp but both their hands are very warm.
It's a relief when he begins to speak, she stops sneaking peeks in shop window and listens carefully as he explains such things to her as being an actor. She reassuringly squeezes his hand and broadens that smile, it was all really impressive to listen to even if he seemed to have mixed emotions himself in explaining it to her.
"I liked the movie, you made a Good Prince."
The bright eyed girl doesn't bat an eye delivering the compliment in it's full and most sincere entirety. She leans around to look more directly at his eyes even if she cannot naturally see past those iconic shades. She still meets his eyes even so.
"To balance what he wanted for himself with the duties he had as a prince he was a very strong character. And I'm sure a movie was very fun to make!"
Always the brightest side, working together to create something enduring like film would surely be an experience that crated many friends and lasting relationships for a lifetime. She can only usuppose on the fulfillment, the hard work and the pride in the finished product. No matter the outcome and how audences reacted it was an experience never to be forgotten and one shared with many others.
"Karaoke? You like to sing as well?"
Elena's eyes widen and and jaw drops a little in surpirise, she had heard of iconic Japanese karaoke but never thought to try it so soon. Her thoughtful consideration turns bright enthusiasm this must be part of the planned outing that he had had in mind.
"Gehe Yes, Let's!"
Oh
My
God.
Did she really just say that? To Mister Jones' face? While staring directly to his shaded eyes no less!
Johnny Jones goes slack jawed as his heart starts to beat like a machine gun when Elena says he made a good Prince. And he thought he was being too forward! Of course, Jonesy is perfectly aware that Elena really says that because she's a very noble soul that may not realize the implications of such a compliment, but even so, hearing such a wonderful thing from the girl he's currently holding hands with is just too overpowering. Jones may have to go to a doc after the date is over, make sure he's not at risk of getting a heart attack.
Jonesy sucks in air and forces himself to pry his gaze away from the endless blue bright pools that are Elena's eyes. "Thank you." He says exhaling acting almost like if he had just gotten punched in the stomach "That's... very kind of you." Johnny says but refrains from continue on to add that that's probably the kindest thing anyone has ever said about his work. "If you enjoyed it then all them bad reviews are meaningless."
Managing to force air back into his system and resume his walk as calmly as a man on his dream date can possibly be, Johnny adjusts the collar of his shirt and gives a sly smirk to the girl. "Sure thing baby, tha' Jones does everything. Dancing, fighting, singing, acting you name it." He raises his shades a bit to sneak a wink to the girl beside him, slowly but surely acting more confident around her. "I'm a man that aims to please after all."
As they reach the Karaoke bar, Johnny makes a point to look about first for any sign of trouble. There's been some rumors that gangs have started to run amok in sunshine city and he ain't about to let anything ruin his date. Normally Johnny Jones' vigilantic ways might put him all over that situation, but not today, today was special, today was all about Elena.
Entering the Karaoke bar the two are given a few sideglances from the patrons as they are obvious foreigners, but are generally left alone to enjoy themselves. Johnny is already eyeing the microphone ready to show his moves right until a rather terrible thought crosses his mind.
"Uh oh...I hope they have songs that ain't in Japanese."
Johnny knows enough of the language to communicate, but he can't write it or read it and he sure as hell can't sing it.
Didn't plan this out too well did he?
Elena attempts to crane her neck yet further around, to keep looking into the unseen eyes as Johnny Jones turns away but she returns to standing contentedly with the word of thanks. She's glad when that confidence reappears even if it did sound boastful, it was nice to feel that he was being open and sharing with her but it had also seemed less comfortable and easy for him. She adjusts her own shoulder bag as they walk and does occasionally sneak peeks into the store front windows and eatery's as they pass. Which building could possibly be a karaoke establishment?
When they finally do turn off the main walk and into one of the many establishments and Elena can't help but stare and sweep the room trying to take it all in at once.
On stage, a quartet of schoolgirls are gathered around the microphone belting out the lyrics to and summarily murdering some popular J-pop number to the extent it can't even be recognised except from the backing track. The place is lively with people, many more girls in that sailor style school fuku than the business and salary men she had expected would be filtering in at this hour.
Elena claps her hand gently together in time with the Instrumental beat and nudging Jones in the ribs she leans close to speak loudly enough to be heard
"It looks like they are having fun!"
It REALLY just looks like a gang of delinquent schoolgirls have taken over the whole establishment.
Oh no!
Not them!
NOT NOW!
"Fudge nuggets." Mister Jones has never hated Murphy's Law than right about this second. He freezes instantly when he recognizes the young fuku wearing delinquent girls for the pictures he saw in the news the other day. Elena may be too focused on her studies to keep up with current events, but as a vigilante, Jones can't help but stay on top of things. These girls up in here are part of Zaki's gang, an all female crew of young criminals bent on petty thievery and vandalism. If they are here then than means the place ain't open for business and it ain't a place where one wants to have a date.
"Actually you know what!?" Jones perks up, grinning happily at Elena as she mentions all the fun the girls are having "I just remembered of this other much cooler place!" Where you won't have to see me punch highschool girls in the face, Jones adds mentally.
Just as he is about to leave and lead Elena with him, Murphy's Law comes back again to bite him in the rear as he hears some of the girls behind them call out with thick Japanese accents.
"Mistah Jones-uu!!"
"Whyyyyyyyyy?" Jones is almost heard whining, looking up at the ceiling in despair.
The girls stop their antics and form a circle around Mister Jones and his 'date' all staring at them with vicious violent eyes, unbefitting for highschool girls. "You're the one that beat up Zaki!! How dare you show your face here again!? You got some kind of death wish??"
Jones doesn't answer at first, he's too busy chuckling softly to himself in despair as he can't even believe such words can come out of a higschool girl's mouth. He has to admit, everything is prettier here in Japan, even the gang bangers. The Mad Gear gang got nothing on Zaki's troops. Since he's not answering right off the bat, the girl's attentions turn to the tall Elena, who they regard with even more hate and contempt, scowling as they stare daggers at her.
"Oh look! He brought another one with him! She doesn't even look like a girl either, more like a giraffe! Are you a giraffe? Go back home giraffe girl!!"
Easily topping the girls surrounding them by nearly half a foot the tall Kenyan girl does indeed stand out because of her height and for even more besides that. She continues to smile in the face of the aggression and name calling. That ever smiling young woman is still doing so but it is so now, so much smaller and sadder than before as lets go of Johnny's hand after giving it a slight squeeze, for luck.
Raising both of her hands in front of her placating and to many looks of contempt from the assembled girls Elena softly explains the situations.
"I'm sorry if we interrupted, it looked like you were having fun singing."
A dark chuckle sweeps through the group, people should duck their head and back down when confronted by- and at that moment she steps into the personal space of the vocal leader of this little gathering at takes the one of the girls hands in both of her own. 'wh-wh-what the hell is this?'
"It would be nice to sing with you someday"
It's that same openness used on the offence that catches the other girl completely off guard, Elena is much taller, right in her face and seemingly being incredibly familiar. A friendly disarming smile and she adds in a reproachful and gentle voice, is she trying to win them over of diffuse the situation. "And Giraffes are very gentle creatures. There is no need to be afraid of one."
Not afraid, but still wary.
Jones doesn't react right away, he has heard it all before. As a man living in the city he's used to getting called derogatory names due to the color of his skin and it doesn't surprise him that he gets a similar treatment in a foreign land such as this. Long ago, when he started taking martial arts, he transcended petty things like nationalities and race and became simply...Jones. He's numb to such things, caring little for what they have to say.
Although the same can't be said when they say such things to Elena.
School girls or not, Johnny frowns profusely at the racial slur and prepares to do...something, anything, at least draw attention to himself so that the girls leave Elena alone. This point turns null when he feels Elena squeezing his hand and parting away from him before she gives him a sad look.
"No, wait Elena, don't!!"
As Elena tries to dissuade the situation, the girls naturally responds with more violence and scoffs at her attempts to solve things through.../talking/. Who does that anyway!? Everyone knows the only way to solve things is through fighting!
"Get away from me you freak!" The ring leader of the squad pries away from the hold of her hands, brushing them away as if Elena had just soiled her "Maybe you can't hear me from up there so I'll talk louder. You're not welcome here!! Neither of you two!!" She points at Elena and Jones as the girls form a circle to surround them.
"But don't think we'll let you leave without a parting gift you can take back to your little straw hut! Come on!" She cracks her knuckles fiercely and begins to bounce slightly on her feet, an amateurish Tang So Do fighting stance of some sort, mixed with something else.
"Step up if you dare!!"
COMBATSYS: Kurumi has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Elena has joined the fight here.
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Kurumi 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Elena
COMBATSYS: Kurumi focuses on her next action.
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Kurumi 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Elena
The two girls squaring off could not be any more dissimilar if they were actively trying. But that difference was probably right at the very root of why this entire confrontation was taking place. Elena turns her head to look at Johnny and flashes a wide reassuring grin. Even going so far as to turn her back on the other girl and across to Jones suddenly holding out her bag.
"I am sorry. Could you please hold this?"
She foists the shoulder bag into his care with absolute trust while also twisting her body and examining her skirt, she thinks better of just taking it off even though it might get in her way, instead she bends over and carefully grasps the hem tearing the skirt almost neatly with a few meticulous short jerks until the open slit reaches from hem to hip, excellent! Immodestly showing off a lot more of her healthy brown skin and the colourful circlets around her ankle and calf as she straightens with an energetic bounce and pats Jones on the arm. She might feel
"It is okay, she just wants to fight!"
Elena had wanted to sing together, but fighting was was not entirely unwelcome. This fight doesn't have the same allure for Elena that it might usually have and excite her, the atmosphere here is dark and the feeling is bad. But, she would just have to shine a little brighter to try and change that.
"You can go first!"
Stepping back and forth and rocking her body with a sway from her ginga the girl is far from afraid, curious and perhaps a little sad. But far from afraid.
COMBATSYS: Elena focuses on her next action.
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Kurumi 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Elena
Why does this kind of stuff always happen to him!?
Johnny Jones wanted to nothing but to step a lovely evening with the girl that had stolen his Funky heart, a bit of peace to be found after the War that shook the world before moving on to the next challenge that was sure to come. Just a little break! He would get back to fighting for Justice the moment it called for him! But just a little a break before heeding the call! Was that too much to ask!?
Yes they were. Johnny Jones should have known better, in this world ripe with Chaos, his prayers fell upon uncaring, most decidedly, unfunky deities.
"Wait! Elena!" Jonesy instinctively reaches for the purse as he attempts to keep things from escalating. "You don't have to do this! We can make a run for it!" Even if it is not really the Way of the Groove Master to run, Jeet Kune Do teaches that needless fights should be avoided at all costs. Picking fights with school girls? That kiiinda qualifies.
The problem is not from a lack of trying, it's because the girls are not going to let either one of them go. No sooner has Jonesy loudly proclaimed his desire to get outta dodge, Kurumi's crew have already completed the circle and are holding Jones from each side, sliding a couple of switch blades near his neck "Woops, I guess can't then, hehehe...err....either of you girls want an autograph?"
And then, he is bleeding profusely.
"NnnNGHF!" Did the girls just went ahead and sliced his neck!?? Jones' hand suddenly reaches for his face and grasps hard as crimson fluid flows out from between his fingers. The girls behind him don't seem to have tried to attack him, but they appear to be blushing hard too! What could have happened!?
The answer is: Nose Bleeds, the bane of any super hero.
When Elena yanks her skirt off to reveal a luscious pair of legs, Jonesy all but falls backwards suddenly looking really pale, the only thing keeping him from hitting the floor are the girls at his side who are far too perplexed by the indecent display to do anything but hold on to Jones.
Kurumi is blushing pretty hard too, but she's already inside the circle of fighters and can't back off from sheer embarrassment "S-Stripping down ain't gonna do you any good y-you...you....GAAAAAHH!!" Flustered beyond comprehension, the girl hops forward and makes a graceful cartwheel in an attempt to whack Elena on the top of her head!
COMBATSYS: Kurumi successfully hits Elena with Cartwheel Kick.
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Kurumi 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Elena
The silvery hair of the exotic Kenyan proves no armoured protection against the dress code defiant Japanese students thick soled boots. The crack is enough to drive her down into a spiderlike crouch. The blow was hard enough to drive her down to one knee yet its the thin faint red line tricking down out of her hairline drawing a path down her cheek.
"You're pretty strong."
A fair compliment given the facts and Elena felt no need to hold back a compliment when she saw reason to give one. She is starting to feel some excitement and the way things are playing out; everyone is getting into the fight and the atmosphere isn't quite as heavy as mere seconds earlier. The skirt billow wildly with the movement, it spins and tangles about her waist as her body spins at high speed. The twirl her axis and lashing out with one long leg is quite sudden and her reach long.
COMBATSYS: Kurumi blocks Elena's Spin Scythe.
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Kurumi 0/-------/----===|===----\-------\0 Elena
COMBATSYS: Elena blocks Kurumi's Helicopter Kick.
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Kurumi 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Elena
A cheer erupts from the circling crowd when Kurumi's foot collides against Elena's ivory tresses, the girl uses that momentum to bounce back from the Kenyan's head and pull back to a ready position, quickly remembering to maintain her stance at all costs when in a fight and keep her guard up. "Of course I'm strong!!" The girl yells angrily as Elena compliments her, blinding fury keeping her focus strong. "I am here to represent for Seijyun high! Where only the strong survive!!" Another cheer from the girls around her, jumping up and down, hollering and howling acting pretty much as anything but the school girls they are supposed to be.
Once Elena recovers from the blow, swinging a dangerous high speeding kick directly for Kurumi, the girl raises her arms up to protect herself taking the blow full on her bicep forcing her to stagger sideways. "GAAH!!" The girl yells, peering from behind her guard to stare at Elena with eyes full of hate. "I'm from Seijyun high!!" She repeats to remind herself and others. "I will never lose to a Gaijin like you!!!" Screaming, the girl launches herself into the air upside down twisting rapidly in her own axis to smack Elena repeatedly in the face. A strange bastardization of the Spinning Bird kick from a certain someone...
Meanwhile Jones is reaching up for some napkins which he goes to stick on his nostrils, attempting to stop the bleeding. "Go Elena!" He manages to say before the two girls next to him press her switch blades harder against his neck.
Eyes blinking Elena appears to be about to reply, it was only fair she returned the favour of telling the girl where she was studying in turn. Her attempt at a civil reply is lost in the furious rain of blows, each blow knocks her arms aside out of a guard position and she has to step back and raise them again only to have the blow drive her back at least three paces, her arms are stinging form the repeated blows but she wont lose to this, she goes right back on the offence as soon as there is a slowing in the momentum and the rain of heavy kicks.
The now unturned Elena scissors her legs around one of the other girls with a meaty snap and locks her ankles, both girls are locked in a contest of power and Elena whom is the taller with much better leverage, hauling with all her strength to lift the other she tries to drag and sling her opponent vertically right overtop of her body and whip them down onto the ground.
Elena cant help but smile however hr opponent reacts, she had thought this might be a brutal fight but she never imagined she would have the chance to dance with her them in return, they're both pouring there hearts and souls into being the only one standing!
COMBATSYS: Kurumi fails to interrupt Kick Combo from Elena with Dance Feint.
-* CRITICAL FAIL! *-
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Kurumi 0/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0 Elena
"UAAAARRGGH!!"
A pained cry erupts from Kurumi as she is suddenly caught by a pair of legs and summarily hoisted up in the air with a foot in an amazing display of dexterity and strength from part of Elena, quickly followed by getting smash head first into the unforgiving dance floor bouncing rather brutally. The girl didn't want to scream, she wanted to be strong for the pride of her highschool! Show everyone, and especially herself, that the strength of Seijyun hight was unconquerable!
But....
Damn...
That hurt!!!
"Oh no!! Kurumi!!" The girls around the circle scream in concern, urging their ring leader to get up. To her credit, the tough delinquent girl does roll to her side and gets back to her feet utterly ignoring the searing pain she feels on her nogging, her vision blurred yet still focused on Elena through pure rage alone. "I...won't.....lose!!"
"Yeah!!" Johnny can't help but cheer though. "That's my girl! Woo!!" He even hits one of the girl's on her shoulder causing them all to stare in anger at him. "I mean...eh...I'm sure she's fine." They would be stabbing him right about now if it weren't for the two ridiculous pieces of bloodied napkin sticking out from his nose.
The hostility towards both Jones and Elena seems to be on the rise, the better she does in the battle the more it seems to contribute, the hand of friendship did not reach across the gulf between them. From where she sees she can spy the knives being held to the neck of Mr Jones which unsettles her greatly. The quirk of her eyebrows and blink though is entirely due to the white and red tissue, its not much but its enough to lighten her heart just that little bit. She'll just have to try even harder.
"Your moves are very strong, but you need more flexibility."
She demonstrates her own with a fast series of stretches, the more worked up and fierce the school girl becomes the more Elena radiates a diffuse calm, at least through her actions.
"It would give you more options, you could better turn your speed into even more power."
Is she insane insane offering advice on how to get hit even harder? Almost at the limit of the circle of girls she does get a small shove and steps closer in towards the center with a stumble.
"Like this."Turning a full three sixty Elena curls around the turning point like she was made of water, her long leg whipping past so hard it appears to bend in an impossible way.
COMBATSYS: Kurumi dodges Elena's Round Arch.
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Kurumi 0/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Elena
"DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!!!"
Though she bleeds, the delinquent's spirit remains strong, utterly enraged at how Elena seems to mock her by stretching right before her very eyes. Almost as if she weren't taking this fight seriously at all. It infuriates her, it angers her beyond all comprehension, watching how Elena can act so calm and coy when she should be the one scared for her safety amongst the ravenous crowd.
Elena is the prey here not her!!
Ducking under the leg swung at her, Kurumi raises to send a spinning back leg directly for Elena's thigh in an attempt to kick her standing leg and send her tumbling down to the floor. "How's this for flexible! You freaking giraffe! Have fun on the way down!"
COMBATSYS: Elena dodges Kurumi's Medium Kick.
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Kurumi 0/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Elena
Her leading leg connects against the ground with a reverberating thump felt throughout the establishment, bottles on the shelves behind the bars tink and jingle, shifting slightly. But all that power counts for naught if it cannot connect with her opponent.
Elena once again suffers the barbarous name calling and still weathers the storm with her ever present smile. With just a little footwork she steps up over the leg aiming at her own and then steps in quickly attempting to step on and trap that leg.
"Is that really what you want?"
leaning in face to face Elena makes no effort to hide the searching of the other girls eyes, was this fight only on such a shallow level where the other fighter could neither see nor recognise any of her intentions.
"If you wish just to defeat people with the strength you already have. How will you grow stronger?"
She hops backwards to give the other girl room to breathe and introduces herself with great pride in her homeland and heritage.
"I am Elena, and I come from Africa. It is a pleasure to dance with you. But I also do not want to lose."
It's the same spirit, Elena isn't prey. The gentle nature hides an equally powerful and resolute fighter, she wants to win; However the cost of that victory is becoming uncertain.
COMBATSYS: Elena successfully hits Kurumi with Snap Kick.
Grazing Hit
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Kurumi 1/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Elena
Kurumi looked ready to defend herself when her kick was avoided, the girl was nimble, dexterous enough to swing away from that hooking leg and evade the counter throw. Yet, it is Elena's gentle nature that catches the girl off guard, reeling back when the Kenyan leans in close to stare at her with those large expressive eyes of her, proudly stating that she too has pride she must defend.
"GACK!" The delinquent girl stumbles, her own foot work missing a single beat and she trips on those legs falling on her side with a scowl on her face, long hair flowing about as she barely manages to catch herself. "Don't you dare judge me!" The girl hisses fiercely as she jumps back to her feet. "I will...I will show you!!" She seems to be running out of words now, perhaps realizing that her judgmental ways are wrong even if she resets her novice Tang Soo Do stance again in shaky legs.
She's finding harder and harder to stay mad with Elena. How could anyone really hate a gentle girl such as her!?
But the challenge had been taken, she cannot back away now, no matter what sudden surge or respect she felt for the girl.
"Hmph! Perhaps you're not as dumb as I took you for...but I'm still gonna kick your ass!" Leaping at Elena, Kurumi swings a roundhouse kick directly at her thigh in an attempt to cripple the Capoerista's movement.
COMBATSYS: Elena fails to interrupt Dance Takedown from Kurumi with Scratch Wheel EX.
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Kurumi 0/-------/-------|=======\-------\1 Elena
Stepping back and dropping low to meet her opponents rush the blow doesn't find her thigh so much nas her upper body, silvery haired Elena is thrown out of the circle to crash against the bar itself. Girl member of the gang having to dive and throw themselves out of her path to avoid being hit themselves.
Elena is down for more than a moment, air refilling her lungs is no longer as pain free as is should be, she loses no time in sitting back up though her body doesn't thank her for the action. One knee down, pushing off back to her feet, the thin trickle of red that was running down her face is now a wide vein of red; She blinks it away for only more to flow into and irritate the eye.
She walks back into the circle of her own accord, the girls who dived out of the way still sitting where they landed; looking up at her as she walks past them. Elena looks to Jones, her smile is a little dulled but only with effort and tiredness, if nothing else she's not done showing her spirit to them. From her full height she returns to the crouching stooped over stance and resumes her ginga, her breath is still a little short but she won't stop or go down to just this, not yet. Elena can go much further.
"Dang it Elena!!"
Jones, who has been cheering from the sidelines visibly winces when Elena dashes into the attack attempting to end the bout quickly, only to end up running straight into Kurumi's attack legs which cleanly hits her on the torso. One couldn't probably tell right now, what with the bloodied pieces of napkin still sticking out of his nose and all while still holding Elena's purse like an obedient whipped boyfriend, but Jones is a professional fighter, and he can clearly see what Elena is trying to do.
"Quit toying with her and take her out!!" And she's bleeding now too! Ooooh, it makes Jonesy's funky blood boil to see Elena hurt! He'll be having some words with the ring leader of this little gang once this is over!
If they manage to get out of this in one piece that is.
"HAHAHA!" Kurumi cackles in her lucky strike and shows Elena no mercy, swinging a kick directly at her mouth while she is trying to get back to her feet!
"DOOOOODGE!" Mister Jones yells whilst pulling on his hair.
COMBATSYS: Elena dodges Kurumi's Medium Kick.
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Kurumi 0/-------/-------|=======\-------\1 Elena
This other girl, she is so very angry and so intent on destroying rather than understanding. The very notion stills the excitement coursing through Elena and the hot blood that runs down from her brow even begins to feel chilled. Even if she wins-
Elena springs up and over, knees tucked up against her torso in mid air, only the trailing edge of her skirt makes any contact with the blow aimed at putting her down, at her head. Turning her body hard to the right she extends her felt leg with a head height spinning kick. The blow lacks the force it should possess much like Elena feels of herself. If this girl were to lose to her after making such a scene, what would be the cost to her?
Elena is troubled by her own thoughts, whether by accepting this fight she had trapped the other girl as surely as Johnny and She. The other girls were screaming cheers and advice for the Japanese highschool. What would they thinnk or do if she lost?
COMBATSYS: Kurumi blocks Elena's Light Kick.
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Kurumi 0/-------/------=|=======\-------\1 Elena
Elena waves
COMBATSYS: Kurumi has ended the fight here.
Anger blinds, it numbs the senses, forces you to narrow your view and focus only on that thing which you hate, ignoring all other factors. In Kurumi's case, she is no longer hearing the music of the Karaoke bar, nor is she hearing the yells of encouragement from her fellow gangster girls, all she can see now is that bright smiling face of Elena looking at her with wide blue eyes. It irritates her, it makes her blood boil, how can she stay so happy when in the middle of a fight? How dare she come here!? She, an outsider, waltz inside swaying happily locking arms with her boyfriend and disrespect them with her smiles!
She should fear them! She should cower!! She should respect them!!!
Then why!?? Why is she still smiling!!?
"Agh!!" A spinning kick comes to her side and the girl lifts her arms again to protect herself, taking the kick in the forearm which bends her relatively petite frame to the side. Though she wheezes in exhaustion, her dark eyes still stare with great hatred at Elena. "You're going.." Wheeze "Down!!" A leap towards the capoerista again, aiming to jam a piston kick right on her gut!
"Come on Elena! Let's go!!" The only encouraging cries from the cry to Elena are of course, those of Jones' "Put them elbows up when she kicks you! She's leaving her midsection open, drive them knees on her kidneys!" Even he has been consumed by the anger of this violent dance.
COMBATSYS: Elena blocks Kurumi's Flying Double Kick.
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Setting her bare feet Elena is driven back only as far as Kurimis leg extends with the blow, its an aggressive defence, bearing the full weight and power behind that attack against her arms while trying to also keep in as close as possible. Both arms curled up to ward against the blow in the middle of the fight, her elbows are raised just as Jones had called for her to do. Even in the midst of battle she is willing and expressive to trying new things, and it had seemed like a good idea at time. The response to his voice and the decision to move had been reached so closely together that it was almost automated.
Vibrant blue eyes meet meet Kurmi's and drift fully close, arched lines as the sound advice from an experienced fighter suddenly leaves the schoolgirl in a more vulnerable position. She had been offered an opening, her hands tied up with blocking having little to no effect on her offence there’s very little time to realise whether the mistake was fatal. Elenas strike gusts upwards with a backwards somersault kick, the blow has enough power to lift her opponent right into the air as well as the small fragments of chips and gum wrappers strewn about by these same gang of schoolgirls.
"Spiiin-ning Beat -- Eyaaah!"
A punishing One-two repeating the same technique then a third there she pushes hard off the ground to drive the third kick even higher, the lanky dark skinned princess is really pulling out all the stops.
COMBATSYS: Kurumi dodges Elena's Spinning Beat.
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Kurumi 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Elena
"Not happening sista'!!" Using the explosive force of her piston kick colliding with Elena's arms, Kurumi pushes herself back giving herself enough room to maneuver, she ducks low suddenly assuming a far more experienced looking Tan Soo Do stance with her legs apart and arms extended. Elena gave her a clue what she was doing when she closed her eyes and as the Capoerista Princess comes spinning forward with a graceful sequence of kicks, the gangster school girl rolls to her side through the soiled dance floor avoiding what would have surely been a devastating hit. "HAH! You ain't so tough!!"
The school girls cheer Kurumi on as she stands up, dusting her uniform off in attempt to wipe a few blood stains that have marred it's fabric. "You gaijins think you're all that, waltzing in here, swaggering like you're tough shit! But Imma show you how we do it in Seijyun!!! GRAAAH!!" Once again on the attack, Kurumi slides forward with feet leading, unconcerned about her skirt flaring up in the process as she tries to hook Elena by the feet and drop her face first on the dance floor!
"Crap!!" Mister Jones is pulling on his hair by now. "Elena, babe, never close your eyes before attacking!!" He doesn't know what level of fighting experience has, a lot from the looks of it, but he can feel how the Capoerista is holding back just a tad on this girl. The goodness in her heart causing her to fight far less vicious than she should.
Johnny knows that in a street scrap you can't take it easy and have fun with it.
"There! Kick 'er in the face before she hooks ya!"
COMBATSYS: Elena dodges Kurumi's Dance Feint.
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Kurumi 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Elena
The reply in response to the taunt is thoughtfully metered out as it was a criticism, patient and level headed Elena replies with a nod.
"Each and every day I will become more than I am today."
Elena flips backwards as the blow snakes behind her own leg and lands crouching low, a feline or catlike stance on her hands and knees stance made more apparent as she turns head and shoulders to look left and right at the girls cheering for her defeat. There's a lot of energy and noise in the room as they scream advice or shout encouragement, the acoustics of the room and the blows she taken she can't actually follow the spirited and quickly delivered Japanese.
Perhaps that is for the best.
~Today is a gift.~
Tumbling across a diagonal front before her fellow dance fighter she scissors both of her legs trying to catch the other girls arm with a takedown.
"I learn from all the people I meet, and the places I have visited."
Narumi, Hunter, ..Johnny, the people who stand behind her offering her something or some perspective to broaden and enrich who she was and had been before that meeting. Her friends.
COMBATSYS: Kurumi fails to interrupt Medium Throw from Elena with Dance Feint.
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Kurumi 0/-------/---====|=------\-------\0 Elena
"DON'T LECTURE ME!!!"
Kurumi is seeing red now, no matter how much she taunts this uppity foreigner, no matter how much she hits her or acts condescending around her, she does not stop smiling! What's worse is that she addresses her as if they were the best of friends causing her heart to shrink in horror as she begins to doubt herself. Kurumi is quite perhaps not a bad girl, but raised in a xenophobic culture and further secluded within the comfort of her gang, it is obvious she'll lash out at everything that is foreign.
Elena's words though..such a gentle creature cannot possibly be the foreign devil she has heard of in stories.
Could she be wrong about judging Elena?
"AAAAARGGH!!" Her sudden self doubt and lack of focus causes her to mistakenly try to overpower Elena's leg throw instead of moving out of the way. She underestimated just how powerful the Kenyan's princess legs really are and pays for it by getting slammed back first on the ground where she proceeds to cuss out a storm. "F-Fuck!!" She snarls in a most unlady like fashion as she rolls sideways to get back up.
"YEAH!" It's not the move Johnny would have used, but it work anyway, the Action Star Hero recognizes that Elena is not very brutal in her way of fighting but that is not a point against her. In fact, he admires her greatly for being able to fight as she does and not succumb to the violent vices of some other fighters, Elena is a beacon of light to Mister Jones in all this gloomy fighting world. "Good job Elena! You go girl!"
All that extra height and weight over the Japanese girl, form the outside the match up between the two would hardly even seem fair. Fighters however transcend that perceived notion of unfairness of inequality by matching strengths with strengths. An offered hand would probably add more to insult and injury so Elena maintains her distance from the other girl, arms resting on the back of her knee and squatting in place waiting to see if the fight had to continue. Kurumi rises so to does Elena but she does until she stands straight, more than half a head taller and still smiling if a little embarrassedly.
"I am sorry."
The tall foreigner bows to her opponent, she hadn't meant to lecture or teach, instead to reach out to. With her head low Elena continues to apologise profusely.
"I said too much and am sorry for lecturing you."
Straightning her spine the Kenyan princess seems quite embarrassed, a healthy red bloom in her cheeks and she scratches at her cheek while in her awkwardness.
"I'm kind of stupid like that."
It's a bad joke, hastily delivered. Elena is far from stupid, being multi-lingual and just a year behind in her schooling when studying in a foreign country, her grades exemplary for her year. Elena just has to offer the other girl an out, it was her fault that there was a fight in the first place. A challenge had been made but she was the one whom accepted it.
COMBATSYS: Elena takes no action.
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Kurumi 0/-------/---====|=------\-------\0 Elena
"Of course you're fucking stupid!!"
Kurumi doesn't get the joke, she's mad and she's through listening to reason. Elena can apologize all she wants but it is clear by now that she's not backing out until Elena is down on the ground bleeding.
Just like she made her bleed.
"HRAAAAAA!" Cheered on by the cries of her gang, Kurumi charges again. All martial skill forgotten, she just wants to deliver a meaty fist right smack on Elena's face to knock that stupid silly grin off her face. For a moment it looks like she's about to reach her and throw that haymaker right on Elena's jaw, until...
COMBATSYS: MrJones has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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COMBATSYS: MrJones endures Kurumi's Fierce Punch.
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Mister Jones gets in the way! Taking that hit clean in the jaw, refusing to move a single inch more. The knuckles push hard on his cheek and the strike knocked out the two pieces of napkin that he had stuck on his nose, but he stands there, unmoving, shade covered eyes glaring down at the school girl.
"I think y'all have danced enough for the night..."
Elena doesn't even look like she is capable of moving or defending at the moment, the defenceless princess in need of a knight in shining armour? Elena just doesn't have the heart to finish her opponent off, her fingers clench and toes curl reflexively as the other girl launches herself at her with a running start. Colour returns to the world as she opens her eyes with a pronounced squint, had the kamikaze schoolgirl stopped the blow at the last moment?
"Johnny-?"
Standing with his back to her and using his body like a shield against the blow. She can't even see what happened and hastily puts her hands on his back and tries to move around him.
"Johnny!"
Her panic and guilt settle in, through all of this she wasn't the only one involved. He had even tried to be right there beside her and supporting. well, now he was and had taken a blow meant for her. Because of her own values that weren't his burden to bear.
The girls that were holding Mister Jones down with switch blades blink in confusion when their target was nowhere to be seen. The instant that Elena froze up in the fight, Johnny Jones had already ducked underneath the hold and rush in front of her to protect her. Really, Mister Jones could have gotten away any time he wanted, sneak out the back door and make a run for it leaving Elena with all the angry xenophobic ganger schoolgirls to deal with.
But that ain't what heroes do, yo.
Heroes get in the way.
"Heh..I'm okay, babe." Jonesy is snatched and turned around by worried hands pulling him away from Kurumi's fist. There's a bit of a swell forming on his cheek already, but he looks fine otherwise, after all he has taken way worse blows to the face before. Good God, has he taken worse blows.
Though Elena is half restraining him, the Action Star still manages to glare to the rowdy Kurumi who decides to back off, pulling her fist back with a cautious look on her eyes. Elena might have been fun to pick on with her winsome ways, but this man with the poofy hair doesn't look so eager to play anymore. His date was ruined and he was quite ticked off now.
"Seriously, go home. We don't want anymore trouble." Johnny Jones says simply taking Elena by the hand again in an attempt to led Elena out of the Karake bar. Hollers and boos come from the school girls but no one dares to do anything besides flinging peanuts and other foods that could be found laying about on the bar. Insults usually didn't hurt as much as punches.
"Cowards!!" Kurumi manages to give the pair some parting words "If I ever see your faces around here, we'll kick your asses!!" "YEAAH" The delinquent girls swear as they wave the couple off. Elena might want to give some apologetic remark to these girls, but not Jones, the novelty of prejudice had long been lost for the American man, he's had quite enough.
"I'm sorry the date didn't work out, babe." He states sounding really sad as he returns Elena her purse. "I'll pay to get ya a new skirt too."
Trailing along behind Jones Elena is glad to be gone, outside the store they quickly put some distance between the karaoke establishment and the raucous custom inside it. Elena hurries along behind the older man without saying a word, she can't find her tongue and it feels like she can't apologise enough but has also been doing it so much it wouldn't have enough meaning.
One hand in his and the other clutching her shoulder bag to her chest Elena breathes out a long held sigh and seems to brighten tremendously.
The skirt looks a lot more ethnic and feels a lot better to move in so she quickly speeds up to match Jones stride for stride and walk alongside him. She smiles though her eyes are wincing as she checks out his cheek.
"Maybe we should get some ice."
The thick bar or drying red blood on her own cheek makes the for quite the comparative wound, people on the street are definitely giving the pair a little more attention or pointedly not looking so hard they might as well be staring. Her thoughts turn back to the conversation and she appears to walk along beside him.
"I like this more, Narumi just said I should 'dress more conservatively' maybe she figured out it was a date!"
Acting like she has forgotten the whole incident of moments before, her cheerfulness seemingly springs unendingly from the earth. It would be nice if she could find some ice for the two of them, just focusing on the problems at hand. She stops beside a soda vending machine. The machine buzzes as she insterts the last of the coins punchings the buttons and she soon holds out a frosty can towards Jones.
"For your cheek."
Mister Jones is used to the stares people give him. Back when he was out of a job after his movie career failed spectacularly he often got into loads of fights with gangsters in the defense of helpless citizens, returning back home with naught but the moon above him, hands on his pockets and several wounds on his face.
He thinks back on this times and looks besides him to see the smiling face of an equally beaten up Elena. Smiling, Jonesy decides that he is faring /much/ better this time around. "It totally suits ya babe, too bad it took a scrap for ya to show some leg." Jones bites his tongue a little, all the adrenaline of the fight has gotten him to act bolder, forgetting his manners. "I mean, you look good in any dress you wear, even if skirts ain't the most practical clothing for fighting."
Mister Jones seems to think little of the whole, getting punched in jaw thing, he's far more worried about Elena. Thankfully, the girl's enthusiasm knows no bounds and she's quickly buying a can of soda for Jones to put on his cheek "Aww, thanks babe, you're the best." He says sounding a little meekly whilst he presses that can on the swollen cheek. It'll be getting dark soon considering all the time they wasted getting mugged at the karaoke and this realization causes Mister Jones to sigh.
There's no more time to finish the date.
"Come on, lest I can do right now is drive ya back home." He thought that at this point he'd be fishing for a kiss, but the situation really doesn't call for it. Looks like this situation with Sunshine City's gangs is getting out of control, enough for him to step up to it and deal with Aoi Himezaki personally. He has encountered the girl before and knows he can take her on.
But first..
He'll have to ask Elena out on another date to make up for this date!
"So um...what are you doing next week?"
Log created on 20:46:28 05/04/2012 by MrJones, and last modified on 00:06:25 05/20/2012.