Description: One of these things is not like the other. Cammy has quickly become a respected member of the Delta Red special force and Leona is one of the Ikari's top mercenaries. Both of these professions deal with strict training and discipline on a daily basis, but...what does Johnny Jones do for a living? This is his chance to show that he, too, can be counted on before these two ladies. NOTE: Unbeknownst to Cammy and Leona, MrJones has been given a little extra incentive in the form of dinner passes at a very exclusive restaurant (with $200+ dishes) in Eastern Hollywood. Whether he comes out and asks either of them to join him is up to him!
The open fields of Salisbury Plain are quite barren usually, just green flatness in all directions. No wonder the army uses the place for firing ranges and the like. But there are no tanks here today, instead by one of the more expansive rifle ranges is a film crew, and a crowd of soldiers and civilians alike, lured here by the prospect of entertainment through punching.
Cammy is in amongst the crowd, a little nervous, but with little of that nervousness betrayed by her stoic and serious expression. There are more than a few Delta Red mixed in with the spectators, and there's nothing quite like potentially failing in front of your friends. Her uniform such as it is is resplendent - freshly polished army boots!
Although no heavy ordinance may be found in the fields of Slisbury Plain today, that is not to say it is not completely devoid of danger. Quite the contrary! Today these fields are hosts to far more devastating weapons of destruction than mere tanks and other cumbersome military equipment; Martial Artists.
Now, Mister Jones is going to have admit here, he had mixed feelings about this fight. Sure, Cammy and Leona are both very groovy gals, that he's sure are quite fun to hang out on their off time. Though they are unfortunately a bit of Ice Queens, meaning that if Jones is going to try to put on a show he's gonna have an uphill battle when it comes to warming up the scene with both of their frigid personalities.
But hey! Jonesy loves challenges, if he can get any of them to get fired up that means he's one step closer to becoming the Grandmaster of Groove.
Sliding into the scene, Johnny Jones combs his hair with an afro pick and flashes a winning smile to Cammy snapping his fingers. "Heeey Camille! Nice to see ya!" Yesh, he's still calling her by her pet name "I do believe we said we needed to dance next time we met, didn't we?"
Cammy may not consider herself an ice queen. Jones knows, from their last fight, that Leona certainly -is-. When she arrives, not too long after the others, she doesn't arrive entirely on her own power. That is...
...she's got a ride. It is an olive-drab Army motorcycle, a classic, WWII-era machine with a sidecar. The sidecar is where she is. Who's driving? Bear is driving! ... or, actually, Ralf. Who looks kind of like a bear, except not as furry. The deep-throated rumble of the machine parts the crowd, as Ralf drives Leona up; upon getting within ten yards of the field, Leona, who had been crouched in the sidecar, leaps out, flipping picturesquely and lands in another crouch. Rising, she salutes Ralf... and then turns to the crowd.
Those icy blues of hers scan the crowd; she sees Jones, and picks Cammy out easily. Should be interesting. Her outfit is military as well, though markedly different, what with the fatigue pants and the tanktop instead of the leotard. But she also has army boots on. Her steps are precise as she takes her designated spot, giving Jones a side-glance.
Cammy heads over to the film crew, and walks right up to where a couple of the organisers are talking in front of the camera - announcing the fight no doubt - and she just promptly butts in there. "Could I have just a little bit of a word first?" she asks one of the announcer guys, and then, as the camera turns to point at her, she smiles a thin smile at it. "I hope you're paying attention out there, Jace!" she declares. And then moves on over to where the action is presumably going to happen, judging by where most of the cameras are pointing, on the range itself.
"Hi Jonesy." she says with a smile and a wave. She does at least remember him. "Your hair seems to be even bigger than the last time we met." she grins, though her gaze is soon drawn to Leona, who she does not know. Nice wheels, though. The ex-doll looks her over, up and down, before offering a salute.
Oh! Fantastic! Pre-battle banter! Jones loves pre-battle banter!
Though he had first waited until Leona arrived, patiently tapping his foot to an unheard rhythm, Johnny had mostly kept his shade covered gaze on his opponent Cammy. Every time they meet she seems like a different person, so he makes a habit to see what kind of personality she's got today. As luck would have it, she's in a cheery mood which she shows by waving politely to them as she approaches the duo joined by fate.
"Yo!" Jonesy smiles again, lightly chuckling at the comment of his hair, a hand threading on his raven curly locks. "I guess I do need to trim it a bit." His afro puffs slightly almost resenting the comment. "How ya doing babe? Ready for this dance?"
Johnny places his hands on his pockets, catching the cold sideglance that Leona gives him. The Action Star shudders in reflex, feeling his body temperature lower just by standing next to Leona, the memories of being stuck on a freezer with her not helping one bit. Scooting away with a cheesy smile, the movie star decides not to get too much on her way lest she sucker punches or something, he trusts that Leona has a lot of discipline being in the military and all, but you never know..he just gets all kinds of bad vibes.
Instead, he lets Cammy and Leona exchange militaristic salutes. Since the actor has never been in the army nor would he ever want to as it would totally cramp his style, he stands on the sidelines and watches, deciding to hang out with the bear instead--I mean Ralf.
Interesting. Ralf nods to Jones, then reaches into the sidecar, pulling out various things--two cold six-packs, Whip, and a fluffy white blanket to sit on. He arranges these things and gets comfy, cracking open the first beer as Leona returns the salute with perfect, military precision. She doesn't -know- Cammy, per se, but she certainly knows -of- her. Ikari intel is good that way.
Leona doesn't look back as she walks onto the field; once out there, she kneels, checking the lacings of her boots, and then tightening her gloves, tugging them on firmly. Alright. She's ready. The look she gives Jones and Cammy clearly states her readiness, though she is just as content, as it were, to stand at parade rest.
A minute after she walks on, Clark comes puffing up, having been dropped off a mile or so out and been made to jog the rest of the way. He? He's carrying the rest of the six-packs, in 40 ounce form.
Cammy blinks as it seems Leona brought a whole posse with her; makes her feel a little bit less self conscious perhaps, she has her friends around her too, with their judging eyes. Though judging from the beers they seem rather more laid back than most of Cammy's friends, luckily for Leona.
"Well...". She wraps her red gauntleted hands around herself, it's a bit draughty out on this field, and is that a touch of drizzle? She looks up at the slate grey sky and shakes her head slightly. "I'm fine, Jonesy. And I'm ready to 'dance', as it were, whenever you are." she says, prowling around on the field restlessly. Or maybe she's trying to dodge the occasional raindrop. She beckons the two of them over, quite happy to let others begin it seems.
"Damn it, Jones, I was just starting to get comfortable..."
Said grumbling comes from the fatigue-clad brunette currently pushing herself up from the floor - where she's been most ceremoniously dumped by the Ikari master of ceremonies. No, he doesn't get capital letters on that. It's unofficial; this is the first time he's ever been called that, and let's face it, only in Whip's head. Which is a slightly foggy place as she comes up on her knees, a hand lifting to push strands of heavily-mussed hair from her face, reeling off a big yawn that cuts off partway through as she glances at Ralf.
"Uh-- I mean, 'Corporal Whip reporting for duty, sir.'"
It couldn't be any more robotic if she tried. Harder. To sound completely robotic. Apparently she's only all about the discipline as it applies in the other direction, at least today. She cheers up quickly enough though, stretching herself out before rising to her feet as the fighters prepare to make their showing. A smile follows easily, as she reaches for a beer of her own and cracks it open for a long haul, yielding a blissful sigh, "You know, it tasted sort of like feet down there," she notes with a shrug and another glug. In fairness, Ikari training involves things a lot more disgusting than /feet/. Ralf is one of them.
"Go Leona! But, oh-- watch out for her teeth. She probably hasn't brushed them!"
Because Ireland is like a million miles from Britain, and Whip's pretty much the queen of hygiene. Ah well. At least not everyone here finds Leona's frigid presence a complete turn-off!
Leona's friends look like a funky bunch, it makes Johhny feel a little relieved as he thought his ally for this fight have brought a firing squad with her if he somehow messed up. Not that Johnny doesn't try his best at everything he does, but he can't deal with that kind of pressure, dawg, this cat needs his space to move and do his thang. Ya knaw what I'm saying?
The Groove Master over hears Whip saying 'Jones' and he first think she's talking to him, head moving to one side, eyebrows arched in surprise as if saying 'Huh?'. Although it seems that she's talking to the dude with the bandanna instead.
"Heeeey, you're name's Jones too? All the call cats are named Jones, dawg." At least he seems to have that in common with Ralf in his lack of seriousness.
"Hokay!!" Mistah Jay takes his hands off his pockets, which are now somehow covered in MMA gloves and approaches the two women. He had tentatively tried to reach for one of Ikari beers, but he doesn't know if they're defensive of their property and he would prefer to start this fight fresh and Ikari brawling free. "Let's boogie, Camille!"
Getting into a position next to Leona, the Action Star cracks his neck tentatively working on the kinks and stretches his wrists a little, not taking his Jeet Kune Do stance just yet. Instead he braves the icy waters to offer talk to Leona, if they're gonna be working on this together they might as well cooperate, surely a military official can see the power of team work!
"Hey, you're not still mad about...whatever it was you were mad about the other time are ya?" He glances at Leona's cold piercing eyes and answers his own question. "Yess..yes you are."
Sighing he takes his fighting stance, weight resting on the back leg, hand open and up to protect his face and torso.
"This is gonna suuuuuuck..."
COMBATSYS: MrJones has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Cammy has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Leona has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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COMBATSYS: MrJones focuses on his next action.
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Leona's 'posse', as it were, gets a single glance from their teammate. She appreciates them, certainly, but she's got to focus on this fight. She expect Cammy to fast and deadly. She is, after all, trained in one of the hardest fighting disciplines out there, one that, like Leona's own form, is designed to kill. Ralf and Clark are already at the drinking, but are relatively non-boisterous so far, and that's... good. Though she doesn't expect it to last.
With Jones taking his stance, Leona does the same--a wide-footed, flat-handed stance. Clearly the fight is 'on', or it should be, and yet... to the untrained and less-trained eyes of the crowd, nothing's happening. But the tension level jumps markedly, and the spectators find themselves holding their breath.
Leona's lips move briefly as she locks her blues on Cammy, only the bobbing of her body on the balls of her feet and the rippling motion of her fingers betraying any sort of life. Those who can read her lips will know she just said to herself, "Target acquired."
COMBATSYS: Leona focuses on her next action.
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Cammy glances between the two of them, obviously aware of what is going on. "Commencing mission." And she's not planning on just sitting there and taking it seems, as she suddenly breaks into a run, headed for Mr Jones. "Not fun? Why is that?" she wonders, even as she runs at him.
She leaps up into the air as she runs, looking like she's coming in for a flying kick. And she is, too, but in mid air psience seems to happen, as she changes trajectory in mid air in apparent defiance of Isaac Newton, coming down at Jonesy at an unexpected angle, army boot aimed at his face.
COMBATSYS: MrJones blocks Cammy's Cannon Strike.
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"'Cause you're gonna go for me first!!" Johnny answers Cammy's question mid back pedaling, she has tasted Cammy's flying kicks first hand and he's got no intention of losing any more teeth to her.
At least this previous experience grants him the insight of knowing what sort of attack Cammy will go for at the start of the round. This is why he began backing up as soon as the ex-Shadaloo operative went on a run towards him. Cammy can clear distance fast, and Johnny will need all the momentum he can get to deflect her attack and not take her foot on his grill.
"HUAH!" The Groove Master curls his left arm up and takes the brunt of the attack on his shoulder and not his precious, precious face. He may not be doing movies anymore but commercials are still open and taking too many blows to the head could hurt his chances for advertisement.
Pushing the ex-Doll away with a shove, the Disco Fighter wiggles his eyebrows at Leona, silently telling her to flank Cammy as he distracts her by attacking her full front, sending a piston like strike right for her liver!
"WOOATAA!"
Leona responds to Jones's look with a slightly quirked eyebrow. She doesn't take orders from him. But it's a good idea, tactically speaking. So the Ikari will let it go; she begins moving to her left, taking long, loping side-steps, covering distance quickly... Cammy's knowledge of Jones could prove a useful benefit here.
Step, step... there. She's effectively in Cammy's blind spot, at least as much as she can get to and still be in a position to attack in a timely manner. Then she moves forward, transitioning from sidesteps to a forward lope. Her first attack? Not nearly as flashy as Jones's.
But, if done properly, it should sting quite a bit, as Leona stops, planting her right leg, and twists on it, firing her left foot up high in a snapping, booted kick for the back of Cammy's head. The addition of the steel toecap in her boots ought to make the impact significant... or at least, it'll tell Cammy that Leona means business.
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Cammy with Gaudy Punch.
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COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges Leona's Light Kick.
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Cammy ducks as she seems to realise that Leona is over there behind her, even if she's not actually looking that way, causing Leona to look like she's about to kick Jones in the face, at least to the unskilled spectators perhaps. But having to duck /and/ spin to avoid Jonesy's fist does have an impact as it were, as that fist slams into her side painfully rather than sliding past her as she had planned.
"Ouch... and after that, of course I am." she mutters ruefully, as she hops around Jonesy, circling him, and trying to get Leona and Jones both in front of her, if she can. Somewhere along the line she lifts up one leg and drives a polished army boot at Mr Jones' face, trying to bounce back off of him away from them both, to a suitable safe distance.
COMBATSYS: MrJones just-defends Cammy's Cannon Spike!
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Witness the power of teamwork! Cammy is fast but even she will have problems dodging attacks coming from both sides! Or at least, that's what Jones is telling himself, had she dodged anyway he would have been like 'Oh well, she's too friggin' fast, nothing can touch her' and lame excuses like that, but since it worked, he's totally taking all credit for it.
He can be a bit of a jerk sometimes.
After his fist connects, Johnny takes a light bunny hop backwards to put some distance between Leona, Cammy and him. The Groove Master waving his hand slightly to signal the Ikari warrior to stagger her formation a little to avoid friendly fire. Jonesy has never been in the army but he has been in a /war/ and he picked up a few tricks from the troops he fought alongside.
"Come on baby, don't be like that!" He eeks at Cammy when she gets angry at him and rightfully so after taking a hit from the Groove Master, prompting her to attack him full on. However as Johnny Jones is so adamant about protecting his upper body, he hops along with her wanting to /keep/ that pincer pressure on her and notices just in time the second kick coming for his face, reacting just in time.
"WOO!!" The Disco Fighter extends a hand out stopping the kick with his open palm and /pushes/ the ex-Doll away from him and towards Leona, aiming to kick Cammy on her back as he flips her just as a parting gift. "HAIII!!"
Fast. Well, she expected that from the body type. Leona retracts the kick and nods to herself; she fades back a step or two as Jones gets his Slide on. When she sees what he's trying to do, she fades back another step or two. Teamwork, is it? Right. Leona feeds energy to her hands, feeling the muscles tense, almost burn, as she holds that power...
And then, another step back and she plants her right leg behind her, spreads her arms wide, and with an almost uncharacteristic yell... unleashes that energy.
It takes the form of a blue-white sphere of energy, ringed in slashes, with a sound like an electrical storm contained in a cubic meter's worth of space.
Honestly, the very -sound- of it is so violent that some of the spectators just cringe a little. It just has that sound. Like a sci-fi death ray.
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Cammy with Slide Double.
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COMBATSYS: Leona successfully hits Cammy with Baltic Launcher.
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Cammy gets beaten from all sides, flipped over onto her back, and then just as she's getting up, blasted with some sort of fireball that sends her sliding across the short grass a fair distance.
She gets up, rather pained, grass stains mingling with the camo paint on her legs. Just as well it's not astroturf... "Ow." she mutters. "I hope Jace is happy now." she grunts, as she looks between the two of them warily. Hmm. She prowls towards MrJones again... but at the last second makes a break for Leona, cartwheeling off to one side, and then rolling forward towards her and launching up at her - legs first, trying to catch her by the neck, and drag her turfwards.
Even Johnny Jones cringes at Cammy getting sandwiched like that (no, not like /that/). The pincer formation was working almost too well! A credit to the military strategies used by armies across the globe, why, if he wasn't such a free spirit, Mista' Jay might even consider joining up with at least the National Guard. Though there's no way that's happening, he can't stand having people barking orders at him, it messes his funk something fierce.
Not to mention he'd have to shave his 'fro and that's a down right blasphemy of the highest order.
Nah, he's satisfied on using his new found strats in urban warfare, or in SNFs as it's the case now. Johnny goes 'OOooh snap' when Cammy gets knocked into Leona's plasma blaster and straightens up to see if that's the end of it.
Not so! Cammy still has plenty of energy left in her and the Groove Master is forced to reset his Jeet Kune Do stance when the woman prowls towards him with fire in her eyes. In any other situation that might be a good thing, but not here! That usually means he's getting a bruising! "Who's Jace?" The Disco Fighter asks as he bounds back lightly, ever at the ready, happy to let Cammy keep the pressure on him if it means Leona's getting in some good hits.
Ah, but Camille is a woman of the army as well! She knows her way around strategy too and tries to confuse Johnny Jones by switching targets in mid attack "Look out!" The Groove Master changes direction and dashes forth to follow Cammy when she attempts to wrap her legs around Leona's neck.
Johnny waits for just half a second, seeing if Leona will be able to keep her footing or not, and launches a quick right fist at Cammmy aiming to pop her right in the face! "WATAA!"
Fast is right; but it's not just Cammy who's a human blur, Jones showing his own athletic ability in thus far neutralizing the rather storied British warrior-woman. Fortunately, for all her tardiness and beer-swilling on the sidelines, Whip has a keenly analytical eye for the motions of battle. At this point she's got an arm wrapped around her midsection and is reclining into her heels as she takes the occasional gulp from her can.
"He's unorthodox," she idly murmurs, partly for the bulky, lager-downing form of Ralf beside her, "But she's better than she looks, so far. If she can get her hands on him, or even Leona..." Watching the joint attacks come in on Cammy, she eases a small smile as the unusual team's tandem offence pays off, though she's not actually so uncouth as to keep shouting out every time a blow is landed. And Cammy--
Bounces back quickly. Whip's eyebrows shoot up.
"Or her /thighs/, I guess."
Her lips purse to one side, fingers thrumming against her side in a gesture that clearly means... something.
COMBATSYS: Leona blocks Cammy's Frankensteiner.
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Even with the distance the Baltic Launcher sent her, Cammy is still plenty fast. She launches herself up and twisting around to grab the Ikari by the head--in those steel-cord thighs of hers. That's unpleasant, but far more unpleasant would be getting flipped over onto her back. Fortunately she's prepared--and she would privately admit that getting Frankensteinered by Cammy is a little more pleasant than getting the same from Clark.
But she -has- seen this before so, she twists--instead of landing flat on her back she breaks out a little early, giving her enough time and momentum to curl and land on her shoulders. It's still a jarring impact but, she keeps her breath--and is able to flip up onto her feet and turn.
She nods to Cammy, acknowledging the skill involved in that manuever... and then she's off. She jumps, drawing her body back into a tuck--and then coming down at Cammy with a cross-chop attack, both stiffened knife-hands looking to land on Cammy's shoulders.
COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges MrJones' Retro Knuckle.
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COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges Leona's Strong Punch.
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Cammy seems to have a good few seconds this time, as she leaps straight up into the air, punches hitting where she was standing just a second before. She somersaults gracefully in mid air, quite slowly, almost floating, until she comes back to earth again a short distance away.
"Jace is sort of why I'm here... it was a dare, more or less." she admits. "So he better be watching, dammit.". She hops forward quickly, getting more or less in punching range, and then leaps lightly into the air, just a few inches, enough to spin though - upon landing, a fist juts out, aimed at Leona's midriff with considerable power behind it.
Jones punches the ground! It probably didn't deserve it, but there you have it. Dirt and grass flies up as he leaves a fist sized hole on the ground and gets his arm stuck there for a moment, sweat running down his forehead when he realizes that he's open. "Oh, fo' real??" Thankfully as he looks up, Cammy spins gracefully in the air and decides the attack Leona instead, granting him the precious second he needed to pry his arm out of the ground. "What was the bet about? If ya don't mind me asking, that is." That's Johnny Jones, just the type of guy that can hold a conversation whilst trading brutal punches. Sometimes you just gotta talk about the weather no matter how many people are trying to hit you in the face.
As he moves up, still flanking Cammy at least to keep the strategic advantage, the Groove Master switches stances to put his left leg behind him and uses that momentum to send a roundhouse kick directly for Cammy's stomach, followed by a sweep to her legs with a right roundhouse!
"WASHOO!"
COMBATSYS: Leona fails to interrupt Axle Spin Knuckle from Cammy with Moon Slasher.
~~ Alluring Hit! ~~
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Leona is just rising from her crouch when Cammy is already moving. Her upward lunge, arms swept back...
... puts her right in the line for Cammy's backfist; it slams into Leona's midriff, and the impact is enough to take her off her feet; she folds around the arm, flung backwards, sailing lazily through the air only to flip over before hitting the ground--landing on her front.
Leona is strong, but there are physical realities at play here. The blue-haired Ikari rises to her feet, looking disgusted with herself, too far away to make any meaningful strike--she's going to have to spend time just getting back into position.
COMBATSYS: Cammy parries MrJones' Aggressive Strike!
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There's a disturbance in the force. For most people that would mean something morally terrible or at least cosmically significant had happened, but for Whip it's a little different. If not any less complicated. One moment she's intently watching as Cammy spins about in mid-air, seeing Leona's own preparations occur simultaneously-- feeling, to some extent, her aura flaring. And then the next...
"Hey!" Her brow is furrowed indignantly as she finds herself yelling across the makeshift battlefield. It's just possible she even stamps a foot as she experiences an instinctive micro-huff. Her rather greasy superior eyes her, then immediately starts smirking in the way men do when they find something incredibly funny but have no intention whatsoever of telling their female companion what it is.
This may have something to do with the way she's blushing.
"K-Kick her admittedly-very-well-toned ass, Leona!" She attempts to salvage her dignity, no longer keeping an arm crossed as she instead opts for an encouraging fistpump, before immediately shooting Ralf a /glare/. "What? I'm not allowed to worry? That looked like it hurt..." She pouts as a rough hand descends on her skull.
It's impossible to be dignified when you're being ruffled by a 300lb walking tac-nuke.
Cammy sends Leona flying back with a fist, and, ahem, 'adjusts' a bit with a muscle flex and a quick pat, hopefully hidden by her elbow, while praying that no cameras spotted that. But she can't focus on modesty as a kick is coming right at her! She reaches up to block the kick with one forearm - and as the foot catches arm, she pushes up with one foot, and slides the other boot right over Mr Jones shoulder, essentially vaulting right on top him.
And then she uses him as a launch platform as she powers off of him, aimed at the distant Leona. Hopefully hitting her with her body, bowling her right over in a tangle of arms and legs, but, if all goes as intended, ending up with Cammy's boots driving into her chest just as Cammy finally leaps off.
Whoa baby, let's just pretend he didn't just see that. To vault right over Johnny Jones is an incredibly display of speed and skill, something that Cammy is quite likely to accomplish any day of the week, even against Jones. However, at that moment it might just have felt...easier. As if Jonesy's kicks slowed down at some point with his body freezing up and gaze turn the other way.
Yep, didn't see nothing, no sir. His mind tells him to think of something else, like a certain Capoerista right before he smacks himself realizing what he /should/ be concentrating is the fight.
Alas, he has a lot to go before he can achieve true Groove Grandmaster and ignore petty worldly temptations.
There's not a whole lot Johnny can do once Cammy jumps over him, the woman is in mid air and when she's heading directly for Leona again, meaning that if he where to attack at the moment he would risk hitting his teammate.
Shaking his head, the Disco Fighter circles around to get a better opportunity to attack.
COMBATSYS: MrJones focuses on his next action.
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COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits Leona with Hooligan Combination EX.
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A grunt is all Leona expels, along with her breath, as Cammy tumbles into her--and kicks off, sending Leona back to the ground. This is not something she enjoys. Sure, she gets beat up on. A lot. It's training. But unlike, say, Vice? She doesn't -like- it. That's why she trains. Training is also why she's able to just get the fuck up after that, bouncing back to her feet.
Her teeth bared, she runs forward, her steps lighter than the pounding boots that Ralf and Clark use, and she leaps, drawing her right hand back, looking to jab a stiffened hand right into Cammy's throat. It isn't a killing blow, but it ought to hurt, and it is a strike powered by the emotions that Leona is carefully not showing.
Admittedly it's an odd way to channel that killing intent, but... it works. Better controlled, deadly strikes than a rampaging lunatic monster. That's the theory, anyways.
COMBATSYS: Cammy expertly blocks Leona's Quick Punch.
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Cammy isn't even really thinking about it, as one hand lifts up of its own accord to fend away the punch that was aimed at her throat. Almost nobody is more surprised than Cammy herself judging by the blink and momentary confused look, not that she's really complaining.
Attack blocked, she whirls around to find out where Mr Jones is and what he's up to. Looking to get into a better position to beat her up it seems, she can't be having that. She leaps up into the air, aimed at Jonesy this time, and almost at the last instant abruptly changes course in mid air again, a kick that was apparently aimed at the face instead going for the shins.
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits MrJones with Cannon Strike.
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|=======\=------\1 Leona
It wasn't as if Johnny Jones expected this to be a walk in the park. If Cammy was going to go down easy then she wouldn't have placed her with the likes of Leona and himself. Mister Jones doesn't know of the woman's past, and likely a good thing since he would be otherwise at odds with her, but he /has/ faced her before and he /knows/ she's good. Getting his jaw right near dislocated on their last bout is not something he wants to repeat!
This is why he's been defending his upper body so well, and as such, it's the same reason why he aims too high and ends up getting his legs kicked from under him causing him to fall on his face. "AUGH!!"
Nice feint! Johnny rolls to his side quickly and gets back to his feet with a slight 'woo' from him. Cammy is grounded too after that at least, and he ain't about to let up on the pressure when he has her so close! Johnny extends a leg out and brings it crashing down on the ex-Doll's ribs with a mighty stomp!
"WAAAAAAAAA!!"
As Cammy leaps away from her, Leona follows. Probably a strange thing to do, but Cammy's a good second ahead of her--more than enough time to wind up that lunging kick downwards--and that sudden change of direction and momentum changes Leona's plans as well.
But not overly much. What was going to be a left knee to the back will, perhaps, end up, inadvertently, a left knee to the back of the head; Leona, borrowing from Muay Thai, looks to stop her momentum on Cammy, painfully, with a knee thrust that'll not only hurt, if it hits, but allow Leona to reverse her momentum and spring backwards just a touch.
It doesn't occur to Leona that she's using similar tricks as Cammy--redirecting momentum and angle and velocity--or at least, it won't for a while. That'll come in the after-action review.
COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges Leona's Light Kick.
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COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges MrJones' Arc Fliegan.
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Cammy 1/-----==/=======|====---\-------\0 MrJones
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|=======\-------\1 Leona
Cammy backflips adroitly away from Mr Jones, and then she hears the sounds of trouble approaching from one side - she glances over at Leona, but is already leaping back forwards, and slightly to one side, leaving Leona's knee only sliding harmlessly across the ex-dolls side as she twists in mid air.
Ending up in a roll on the floor, she flips back up onto her hands, and tries to hook one leg around Mr Jones in a sort of impromptu, from behind frankensteiner. Assuming she gets him though she doesn't try and drag him to the ground, instead she clings on for a while, legs tightening around his throat! Oooer.
COMBATSYS: MrJones blocks Cammy's Choke Hold.
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Cammy 1/-----==/=======|======-\-------\0 MrJones
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|=======\-------\1 Leona
Ironically, even if Mister Jones should be the one that would most enjoy getting attacked like that, it turns out that when the Martial Artist missed his foot stomp and got instead attacked by Cammy's legs wrapping around his throat, his eyes went wide with horror and he made a desperate leap back to get away!
"Seriously!!?" It may be the fact that there's the potential of getting his neck snapped, but something about getting stuck between Cammy's legs is just not appealing to him. "HHG!! Please..let it be an exam night so she doesn't see this!" He is heard saying as he pries his head off from between the leg hold, his afro making a *POP* sounds as he disengages and keeps Cammy up by her legs like that.
Seeing a good angle to strike, Johnny Jones ducks low and throws a fast punch right for Cammy's dorsal spine!
"SHOO!"
Hnh. Time to step back and reassess. So that's what Leona does--literally. As Jones deals with Cammy's swarming at him... Leona disengages. Not far--four paces back. And she doesn't relinquish her guard. But clearly Cammy's starting to turn a corner, here, and Leona... can't let that happen.
Fellow military or not, right now Cammy is nothing more than the enemy, and enemies are to be eliminated. Her feet dig into the ground, roughing up small furrows; her eyes narrow and she crouches a little. This is an ideal situation for her. She only needs a moment... just enough time to get her eye in, as sharpshooters say.
She is sure that Ralf and Clark are -outstandingly- drunk by now, but their voices are lost to the crowd, and, in any case, they're not fighting and she is, so Leona would tune them out anyways.
COMBATSYS: Leona focuses on her next action.
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COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Cammy with Jab Punch.
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Cammy 1/----===/=======|======-\-------\0 MrJones
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|=======\-------\1 Leona
Cammy tries to block Mr Jones, but his lightning fast strike is too fast for her and his fist thunks solidly into her back. Ouch. "Urghh..." she mutters, and takes a moment to rub at the small of her back. "What are you talking about?" she asks him, a bit bemused by his complaints. This is what grappling and holds and stuff is all about!
But she's not blind to the eying up thats going on, yet again, on the part of her other foe. Tag teaming is quite hard to deal with, all on her lonesome... she launches herself at Jonesy, again, with another flying kick. He probably is getting a bit used to this one by now unfortunately, but she twists downwards diagonally this time, and quite high, trying to slam her boots into his shoulder.
COMBATSYS: MrJones fails to interrupt Cannon Strike from Cammy with Slide Double.
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Cammy 1/---====/=======|======-\-------\0 MrJones
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|=======\-------\1 Leona
Johnny Jones manages to get the girl off him, if at least just enough to give himself some breathing room to compose his afro. The Disco Fighter shakes his head as he readjusts his Jeet Kune Do stance, eyes looking about wondering where in blazes Leona has gotten herself to, although when he finally finds her it's too late to think of a good strategy seeing as Cammy is right on top of him again.
"What!?" Hearing her question, guessing that she's thinking Jones is complaining about getting grabbed since he himself is a striker, he gets distracted enough to, finally, this time, take the kick in the face that sends him stumbling back, shades tossed aside. "HRGH!!"
The Groove Master holds his face, brushing some blood away from his lips. "Nothing, nothing~"
He's got a secret and he ain't saying?
.... there. Leona crouches... and leaps, gathering energy into her right hand. It glows with a hot, white-orange glow, and, at the apex of her jump, suddenly, she's changing direction. Drastically. Her legs tucked back, her right arm high, she literally comes slashing down for Cammy's midsection, her right hand chopping down and across; should she get contact, a thick line of that glowing energy will be left behind as Leona lands in a crouch.
Then she'll spring away, chopping upwards to complete the 'v', a burning nimbus of energy that pulsates for a split second before detonating with the sound of, and a force very like, a bomb--and the visual effects of one as well.
One of Leona's more spectacular attacks, it certainly will draw a crowd response, which she will partly miss due to being midair and having to turn and land, crouched in a wide, three-point stance.
COMBATSYS: Leona successfully hits Cammy with V-Slasher.
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Cammy 1/--=====/=======|======-\-------\0 MrJones
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|-------\-------\0 Leona
Cammy is well ready for Leona's assault, as Mr Jones is knocked away a little by her kick. She tries to leap out of the way, lifting up her arms just in case to attempt to fend the assault off in case she doesn't make it.
Which is just a swell, because she doesn't. Despite what Hollywood says, being in mid air apparently does not make you immune to bomb blasts, as the shock wave strikes the light Cammy and literally blows her away down the range. She tries to roll with it as best she can, but judging herself quite distant now, decides to lie there, for just a little second, just a moment, to take a breather.
She does lift up her head so she can look at the two of them just in case, though, of course...
COMBATSYS: Cammy gains composure.
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Cammy 1/---====/=======|======-\-------\0 MrJones
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|-------\-------\0 Leona
"YYEEEEEEAAAAAH!!!"
The most explosive of Leona's cheerleading squad can't resist a shout of enthusiasm at that, throwing both fists up - and in the process causing an exuberant chisplosion that sends shards of aluminium and thick dollops of frothy beer dregs through the air. Clark may be more composed, but he adds his voice anyway.
While the upper echelon may be resoundingly drunk, Whip's just tipsy! Honest! Though she's been hammering the brews a little harder to stave off the embarassment, having spent only a short time fixing her hair following the rowdy lieutenant's mussing of her already-messy locks. She does take a second now to brush foam from her face before tossing her own - empty - can straight up in the air, grinning over at her fellow Ikari woman as she celebrates in a different style... waiting for the drinks receptacle to flip end over end over end, before rapidly thrusting her own arm heavenward. A flash of blue heralds the uncoiling of Voodoo.
Its tip strikes the can dead-on, the already noticeable crack accompanied by a fierce metallic crunch.
"Woo!" She can't resist adding cheerfully, "Show that two-bit Brit what it /means/ to be a soldier!"
Like, having no discipline and getting blind drunk on the sidelines of a televised brawl.
/Professionalism/.
"Classy.."
Jones ain't want to try and hog the spot light...well okay, that's a lie, he totally is. However, he can respect when he's getting out performed, and not only is Leona able to deal far more damage on Cammy that he has managed to, the crowd sure seems to love her! Stepping back, hands on his hips, he witnesses the performance of the Ikari soldier striking down an airborn ex-Doll like a great hawk snatching a dove in mid air.
Johnny nods in approval, snickering softly at all the cheers from the both crowd and Ikari mercenaries. Though the cheers aren't for him perse, he has been conditioned as an actor to pump the excitement by taking dramatic pauses.
As such, when Cammy struggles to get her bearings, Johnny beings to circle his target in a counter clock motion from Leona.
All predatory and cool like.
COMBATSYS: MrJones gains composure.
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Cammy 1/---====/=======|=====--\-------\0 MrJones
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|-------\-------\0 Leona
Leona smiles. This is only due to Whip's enthusiastic cheering; the fight is still deadly serious to her. Of course, Leona's smile is about as wide and visible as, uh, not, so maybe only the Ikari would actually notice it. That's fine with her. It's a private smile for a private person.
Jones might be willing to wait around, but by now, Leona is not, and so she leaps to the attack again--literally. Her strong legs propel her through the air, tucked in tight--not quite a tumble, but perhaps close--and when she comes out of it, she's lashing out for Cammy's head with both hands, slashing out and down in a cross formation. Those hands of hers are glowing blue with energy and, when they slice downwards, the sound they make is like the sound that Hollywood uses to represent a sword coming out of its sheath--harsh, metallic, and full of imminent danger.
COMBATSYS: Cammy blocks Leona's X-Caliber Strike.
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Cammy 1/--=====/=======|=====--\-------\0 MrJones
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|=------\-------\0 Leona
Cammy kip-ups when Leona comes rocketing down towards her, and lifts up both arms, causing Leona's hands to impact with her red gauntlets with a thwack that is audible even right down the range that they are. The soldiers is just glad Mr Jones is taking some time off there so she only has Leona to briefly deal with.
She takes the opportunity as presented anyway. "Ready..." she mutters, her body swaying away from her target briefly so she can get a bit more momentum when she hurls herself at her target boots first, corkscrewing around in the air as she goes, aiming for her centre mass. And when she finally plows into the earth, she tries to finish with a mighty kick to the face.
Wellp! Having no flair for the dramatic is not necessarily a bad thing! If that's what works for Leona, that's cool too, you know, Jones ain't gonna say anything.
Being both an actor and a martial artists, sometimes it's difficult for Jonesy to tell when he has to show off for the cameras and when it's time to hit with everything he has. It's not too much of a problem when he's out there keeping the streets safe, or fighting a war, but when he sees that camera lense staring a him, sometimes he forgets being Jonesy and turns into Mister Johnny Jones Damond.
But enough about that, the time for showmanship has passed and now it's time to put his true skills to work! Especially now that Cammy is going all out and is attacking Leona head on after the Ikari warrior engaged her.
"OOoOOOOoOOoo!!" Dashing directly behind Cammy, Mista' Jay leaps at her when she attempts to kick Leona, taking advantage of the strange angle she placed herself by swinging down a mighty fist to her face and drive her down to the ground! Aiming to catch her in mid air just like Leona did moments earlier!
"WASHAAAA!!"
COMBATSYS: Leona blocks Cammy's Spin Drive Smasher.
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Cammy 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 MrJones
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|==-----\-------\0 Leona
Impressive. But flashy. Puts Cammy out of position. Leona brings her forearms in, crosses them, lets Cammy's drilling kick drive into tensed flesh and prepared bone structures. She lets it drive her back, so that when Cammy attempts that kick to the face, the Ikari's Blue Angel (hot really an angel at all) deflects that, too, In her mind's ear, she can hear Heidern's voice, stern steel: 'Stand strong, Leona, and don't back down.'
And she won't. With Jones springing at Cammy, Leona follows suit--leaping back into the air after the Brit. What -she- attempts isn't flashy at all--she just wants to lock her left arm around Cammy's neck, and bulldog her back down to the ground, landing so that Cammy's neck and head take the brunt of the impact.
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Cammy with Gaudy Punch.
Grazing Hit
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|==-----\-------\0 Leona
COMBATSYS: Leona successfully hits Cammy with Quick Throw.
Grazing Hit
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|==-----\-------\0 Leona
Cammy twists to one side and Jonesy's punch just clips her on one hip, causing her to spin through the air - just as Leona is trying to grab her. The impact of the fist causes her to change course slightly and just manage to avoid being grabbed and hauled back to earth by her, the leotard wearing soldier merely ending up falling to the floor in a heap.
But while she's covered in bruises and marks now, she's not out /just/ yet, rising up to try and grab Leona around her middle and haul her backwards over Cammy's head, her body forming a graceful arch in so doing - assuming everything goes according to plan...
Dang! Jones seems to really hate this floor for some reason, because that's twice he has hit it on this match. When Cammy's feet connects with Leona's guard, Jonesy's fist comes sailing down to flatten her, only for the British soldier to move away at the last moment only to be nicked! As such, Jonesy punches the ground, pulling out quickly this time for him to see Leona have a similar predicament.
"Slippery ain't she?" Chuckles Jonesy, who is much more open with his smiles as he follows the ex-Doll. Perspiration is clearly seen on his forehead signaling some manner of exhaustion, but nowhere near enough for him to slow his attacks. Johnny sliiiides himself on the side of the two grappling women, and aims to hook Cammy right on her kidneys as she's going to get a hold of Leona. His own way of interrupting supplexes.
"HAI!!"
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits Leona with Hooligan Suplex.
-*- DEVASTATING HIT! -*-
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The impact is jarring. Earth-shaking. But Leona wasn't so far gone that it's a full-on knockout blow... though it feels like it at first. She's down for about half a second, before her eyes snap back open. Actually, her body is operating on its own, not quite conscious, but not quite -unconscious-, either. That space where instinct and motivation entangle with training. That's how she's back on her feet--a good look at her eyes would show them flat with the look of someone whose brain is still power-cycling--
--and it's pure instinct that forces her body up and out briefly before she comes down again, that right hand glowing with power. Cammy's just seen this--but Leona's body goes with what's familiar and this is one of her most-practiced techniques. Down she goes, slashing with that glowing hand, and she seems to actually wake up as she finds herself jumping away with that second slash... but when she lands, she stumbles and goes to one knee.
Clearly, her body has decided--she's done. For now.
COMBATSYS: Leona can no longer fight.
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Cammy 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 MrJones
COMBATSYS: Cammy parries MrJones' Jab Punch!
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Cammy 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 MrJones
COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges Leona's V-Slasher.
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Cammy 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 MrJones
"Oh shi--"
Television audiences are saved as Whip cuts herself off mid-sentence, finishing the last of what will be her final beer with an idle swallow before casting the can aside and rolling her shoulders in a decidely businesslike fashion. Simultaneously, she's puffing out her cheeks in a sigh, part disappointment but mostly total sympathy. Note to slightly drunken self: Cammy White hits like a frickin' truck.
This isn't the only source of Whip's despondence though, as she glances toward her boisterous superior.
"It's my turn for stretcher duty, isn't it?"
Cammy has already suplexed Leona /horribly/ - maybe onto a rock or something mostly hidden by the grass, who knows. But she's actually twisting aside as she lets go of Leona's body, grabbing at Mr Jones fist. She hauls herself to her feet as if Jonesy was actually offering to give her hand up, Leona's fist thumping into the grassy earth a split second later.
Meanwhile she's swarming up over Mr Jones once more, one leg lifting up impossibly high to slip over his shoulder, and then she's somehow behind him, having climbed right over him practically. On the way she grabs at a braid, and wraps it around his throat, tugging as she leaps off of him, drawing it tight briefly and maybe even pulling him down before the slippery hair finally is pulled free.
COMBATSYS: MrJones blocks Cammy's Choke Hold EX.
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Hngh! Caught! Even when she seems to be on her last legs, Cammy proves herself to be an incredible opponent! With his fist snatched as he was aiming to hook the girl in mid supplex, Jonesy can do naught but pull back and help the ex-Doll up, mostly surprised at how quickly she managed to recover and block his attack. "Dang!!" Johnny Jones curses softly, unable to reset his trusty Jeet Kune Do stance when he suddenly gets a full frontal Cammy assault!
"What the--" The Action Hero's widen slightly as the girl presses against him and suddenly...he has a leg right over his shoulder. "Okay..." She sure is flexible isn't she? But there's no time to admire such a thing, Cammy uses her braids a noose and wraps it around Johnny attempting to strangle him again. "GACK!" What is it with her going for the choke anyway?
As he manages to slip one hand inside the tight knot, Johnny avoids most of the attack by digging his heels on the ground and pull back so as to not get lasso'd to the ground. Once Cammy releases him, the Groove Master taps at his neck, clearing his throat and adjusts his shades.
"Alright! Let's go Leona!" He calls, waiting for his team mate to get up. "Leona? Yohoo!" She's not getting back up?? Realization dawns onto Jones when he sees that Cammy's last attack was powerful enough to knock his ally down in one blow. "Holy fudge nuggets." Says the Disco Fighter eloquently as he steels himself. Ready to continue the fight solo and avenge his fallen comrade
"Hmmrrr..." Having flashbacks of his fight against Blood, Mister Jones leaps at Cammy going for a flying kick aimed directly at her face. Not quite as potent as his signature Groove Master, but after the long and grueling fight, he's just aiming to pop Cammy one on one of her already injured spots.
"HAIIYAAA!"
COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges MrJones' Light Kick.
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Cammy 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 MrJones
Cammy is breathing heavily now, drooping noticeably, but even now she's still lightning fast. She curves her body backwards away from his foot, bending so much she almost falls over with one hand going to the grass, but in any case it works as the foot slides past her face rather than into it.
She staggers away a little, and begins to slowly circle, her aching arms held up in a loose guard, her blue eyes, strangely blank again, gazing into his. Looking for the telltale flicker that signals an attack.
COMBATSYS: Cammy gains composure.
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Cammy 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 MrJones
"Woopsie daisy!" Johnny Jones sails /clear/ over Cammy after his jumping kick, and lands some feet away from the girl. This is turning problematic, he knows he can't just rush in and swing blindly against someone like Cammy, such a nimble and dexterous fighter will be able to evade all of his blows if he's just throwing them at random.
The Action Star turns on his heel and look at Cammy, expecting her to strike him from the back. Strangely she doesn't, she just decides to stare at him, perhaps aiming for that dramatic pause as two opponents face each other.
Jonesy takes in a deep breath and takes off his shades, letting his brown eyes lock into Cammy's own.
Tucking them on his breast pocket, the Groove Master adjusts his stance and glares.
Not giving any signs that he's ready to quit just yet.
COMBATSYS: MrJones focuses on his next action.
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Cammy 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 MrJones
Cammy sighs as he glares at her yet again. "Alright." she says wearily. "Well, I think my comrades in arms won't be too insulted by my performance on the field at least.". Her voice is dead tired, her body apparently pretty much having had enough, and a few short breathers aren't going to make any difference. But she pushes herself on, bunching up her legs beneath her and powering into the air.
Eyes closed, she puts her legs together and corkscrews down into him from on high, not really aiming at anything to specific - his chest, more or less. She's too tired for much finesse at this point, but hopefully so is he.
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits MrJones with Cannon Strike.
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Cammy 1/------=/=======|=======\==-----\1 MrJones
"Oh come on babe." Johnny Jones chuckles helplessly, his quick to laugh personality somewhat breaking the dramatic tension in the air. "You don't mean to tell me this whole thing is just so you can get to shut some haters up is it?" He brushes his nose, still standing at the ready, though now more relaxed as the power is released from his shoulders. "You've always been good, you shouldn't care what others have to say about ya."
Almost as if to prove his point, when Cammy barrels towards him with her signature spiral attack. Even with her eyes closed she's able to strike him, right in the chest despite his best attempts to put deflect the blow. "Darn it." He's heard grumbling tiredly, as he exhales air. Yet, it is this same exhaustion that gives him the freedom of movement he needs to counter attack.
Raising his arm high up in the air, the Groove Master just lets then entire weight of his arm DROP for an elbow smash and ram it right on Cammy's knee to numb up her peronereal nerve and put those long, luscious and very annoying legs, out of commission for a while.
"HAAAAAAIIII!!"
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Cammy with Way of the Groove Master.
- Power hit! -
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"They aren't haters, they are my friends - I don't want to let them down, is all." Cammy tells him, eyes widening slightly. Haters? Noooo. "Surely you try to live up to your friends expectations as well.".
She's ready for his attack anyway but tired muscles fail her as she tries to leap out of the way - an elbow smash to the knee sends her crumpling to the ground in great pain! "Urghhh... almost!" she hisses, not going to wilt away there in front of the cameras and all of her friends. She hurls herself at him, one last time! Boots first, though one leg is a bit shaky after her knee was pulverised so, finishing with a kick up into the air and a throw - a rather halfhearted throw.
Either way, when they reach earth again, Cammy is taking a little rest.
COMBATSYS: Cammy can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: MrJones blocks Cammy's Gyro Drive Smasher.
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"Ooh, I schee!" Mister Jones smirks even while he's a freaking elbow on the girl's knee to almost split her leg in half, that sadist, though he means well..somehow? "Sure thing babe, I got a few people I aim to impress, I totally get ya."
Usually after getting a knee shattered like that, one promptly falls to the ground the injured leg as pains takes hold of the body. But Cammy? Pfft, she just keeps attacking ya!
"HRGH!!" Cammy manages to hit Jones, with her injured leg no less, causing him to spit some in the process as he's tossed up in the air and thrown down. As he careens down to the ground however, the Groove Master shows he has some manner of acrobatic skill himself by cart wheeling away to break his fall.
Once the ex-Doll falls and is unable to get back up, Johnny sighs and bows to Cammy first, then to Leona, then to Whip and the rest of the Ikari. Thanking a good audience for watching the show.
Oh and now, according to rules outlined in the fight, Johnny gets to take a girl out to dinner! Who will be the lucky recipient of his attention? Maybe one of the participants? Or a person in the crowd?
"Ayyo!" Johnny Jones flashes a grin to the cameras, pointing. "Elena! Get ready to get a taste of Hollywood baby!"
Yep, he just asked a girl out in front of millions.
It's how Jones rolls.
Log created on 13:35:32 05/05/2012 by MrJones, and last modified on 09:29:21 05/07/2012.