Description: The Don of Metro City reveals himself to Cammy White as he makes his move to teach her a lesson. But the Duke is having a bad day.
Cammy has spent days on end trekking back and forth through the slums, like a one woman police force. In truth she's been quite hands off. The only thing she's been interested in has been Glow, any other crimes, so long as its not something egregious like someone being stabbed up right in front of her, have been pretty much ignored. The local denizens are probably starting to get used to the leotard clad girl walking back and forth through the worst part of town, practically inviting attack.
And lately at least thats almost exactly what she's been doing. In her last significant encounter here no less a man than Billy Kane actually told her that someone is coming for her. She's almost glad, as that was one of the possible leads she counting on, it means that maybe her walking will be over soon one way or another.
Of course, that does assume she can beat whoever it is gets sent. If not, well, she can always run away! She isn't /that/ prideful.
In any case this day is much last yesterday, the beret wearing leotard clad girl walking cautiously through the streets, from downtown to the bridge, and then back again, alert for trouble.
But of course, today the streets would be special for Cammy.
Completely clear, more so than usual. Not even a crazed hobo is out on the streets, his pants around his ankles, screaming obscenities at his junk. If Cammy was looking for trouble, should wouldn't find it with the local riffraff today. Is she was inviting an attack, however...
Why, a gentleman would have to oblige.
As Cammy rounds a corner, a tall, dark-skinned man stands in the dead center of the street, about a good hundred feet away from the Delta Red commando. The dark-haired man with blonde streaks is garbed in a startling red suit and waistcoat combo, with black slacks. Clutched in both hands is the handle of a finely crafted magohany cane, stuck right in the ground before him. He holds himself with the gait that Cammy would identify as parade rest, erect. At his side is a brown=suited, brown haired man clutching a briefcase, and adorned in an eyepatch. The pair, it seems, was waiting for Cammy. As the woman rounds the corner, the dark-skinned man does not answer. But releasing one of his hands from the handle of the cane, he makes a motion for her.
Come closer.
Oh my. Well, that is unusual. Like a bee to honey, Cammy cautiously heads down the street towards the dark skinned man, taking in his appearance with an intent gaze. Scars on neck, check. Japanese schoolgirl uniform, absent.
Maybe Billy was just joking about that part.
"Well, you look something like the part." she calls out, when she's close enough to do so. "I was told to expect a sailor fuku as well though.". A slight pause, and then she adds, "I hope the hobo who screams at his junk every day hasn't been hurt too bad, he was starting to become part of my daily routine...", in a voice as dry as Bond's martini.
Now her gaze is on the suitcase bearer. He is an unknown factor. Two against one? Hardly seems fair. She tenses up, and glances around the street, taking in the lie of the land as it seems claret is imminent. Tactics include discretion after all.
As Cammy finally calls out, Duke finally speaks out.
"I am glad you recieved the message, Miss White." The man speaks with a rich, growling baritone. His yellow eyes are fixed on the blonde-haired brit, a smirk across his face. As Cammy mentions the Sailor Fuku, he lets out an almost automatic chuckle. "Well, I can only do so much for a lady, Miss White. Don't worry about the Emperor. It is easy to forget that these are my streets, that this is my city. When I want a private meeting with a lady on the streets, I will make sure it is private."
And then he notices that she was staring at Mr. Brown.
"Oh, my apologies, Miss White. One-Eyed Jacque here is simply my valet!" Duke begins to take off his suit jacket, handing it over to the one-eyed one. Handing his cane over to him as well, Duke steps forward, as the man walks off to the side. "I had no intention on settling with you with my gang on hand. No, the last thing I want to deal with is special forces in my city."
"Which, of course, is why I want to have this little chat."
"The Emperor?". Cammy looks a bit bemused. Her social circles are rather different from Dukes, it seems. "I don't lose much sleep over Adon, in truth.".
Wrong emperor? She's a Capcom girl, it's true!
"A valet? I see. Well, I guess crime does pay for some. People wouldn't be throwing grenades at someone's mother if it didn't, I suppose." she says acidly, as she slowly approaches. "Was that you?" she asks.
Now she's merely a dozen or so paces away. Well out of fist range, but that's still not far for the average fighter of calibre. There, she comes to a halt, and wraps her arms about herself languidly, defensively, while leaning a little to one side, almost casual. Seemingly rather off balance, though it doesn't seem to bother her at all.
"I must admit that I'm not a native, but I don't think it's /your/ city - thats not how things are done around these parts." she observes mildly. "If it's anyones it's probably Mike Haggars, but I imagine he himself wouldn't quite agree with your rather dictatorial assumptions.".
She shrugs thin shoulders. "So what would you like to talk about? As you appear to have me at a disadvantage, perhaps we can start with that. You would be..?".
"I have many names, Miss White."
Duke begins, adjusting his waistcoat. Cammy may note that he does not respond to the accusations of what happened to Brett, nor about Haggar. Instead, he keeps that low, rumbling baritone. "Some call me the Man That Hell Spat Out. Others call me the Devil himself. Some circles even know me as Hell's Executioner. But you, Miss White..."
"... You may know me as Duke."
Duke finally stops, and gives a small bow. "I will keep it simple for you, Miss White. You are assisting the vigilantes in my city, and you are meddling inf my business operations. The vigilantes... they are small fish, and I already have one of my best men dealing with them. But you, Miss White, are a big fish. It would be disrespectful to my men to have you run through them, and turn this into a gang war between Delta Red and Me. So I am settling this now." Recovering from the bow, he throws up his guard. Twisting his head to the side, he cracks it hard one way, and then the other. And with that, he growls out his warning.
"Get out of my city, stop your investigations, or I will break those pretty legs of yours at the knees."
"Understand?"
"I think you're talking to the wrong person." Cammy tells him, blonde eyebrows twisting into a frown. "I'm not a vigilante, I'm not even a free agent. I'm a soldier. And I'm under orders. And a soldier under orders, carries them out, or dies trying.". Rather melodramatic, especially for someone in her position - special forces are quite big on individual initiative after all.
But it gets the point across. And Mr Man Who Hell Spat Out clearly appreciates melodrama.
"And even if you managed to enact your threat... it wouldn't make any difference. I'm merely one of a team. I have plenty of friends, and they won't be cowed by anything that happens to me.".
She sighs, and shakes her head with a smile. "If anything you'll just make them that much more annoyed. Though from what I've seen you've annoyed several people quite badly already. I'm just one of many problems which you people seem to have at the moment.". She takes another slow step forward, army boots clicking on the concrete. "I have a counterproposal, though. Maybe you should take that Glow you are peddling and just throw it all in the river. Better for all concerned. Nasty stuff, I'm sure you will agree.".
"Annoying?"
Duke smirks, rolls of red flame beginning to erupt from his arms. "Miss White, you must be confusing me with some street punk. Let me make this very clear what it means when I am coming out here, with an intent to fight. I will make you an example, Miss White. Your friends will see your broken body, and make a choice whether to continue, or draw me out again. Then I will break them, one after another. When I come out to deal with things, Miss White, people aren't annoyed."
"They die."
"If you truly find me only annoying, Miss White...." Duke begins, before suddenly stomping down HARD on the ground, rumbling the aging buildings around them.A massive shockwave of fiery energy erupts out from the impact, flowing up the sides of the building, searing anything in their path. But that was only the beginning. Roaring over the flames, Duke explodes forward with a lunging fist, attempting to run Cammy right over with the explosion. All with a deep, booming growl to the Delta Red.
"Let me annoy you then"
COMBATSYS: Duke has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Cammy has joined the fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Cammy instinctively dodges Duke's Seismic Impact.
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Cammy sees Duke powering up, nonplussed. "Oh, smack talk, that doesn't really become a man of supposed class and elegance..." she tells him. And then - BAM!
She's already leapt off to one side before she's even really thought about what is happening, right across the road. Luckily, there weren't any cars coming. Hitting asphalt with her shoulder, she rolls to her feet smoothly, facing her foe.
"The fires of Hell, eh?" she asks, and chases down after him, leaping right over his head to land behind him. Going down low to the ground, she darts forward, to try and expertly wrap thin-yet-strong arms around his middle. "I'm afraid what I do is rather more mundane..." she tells him - and then, HEAVE! Hopefully back over her head, wrasslin' style.
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits Duke with Hooligan Suplex.
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Cammy quickly evading the shockwave and punch. She was agile, that was certain. And Duke, for all his bulk, was in fact rather slow. All that power he bore was worthless if he couldn't land a hit. As Cammy comes roaring in, however, he grins fiercely, not even throwing up a guard. Duke's technique was suicidally offensive, he was literally letting Cammy bringing him to the ground. "Come then, Miss White. Let me see how strong you are." As he is lifted high in the air, he was already winding back his leg...
The trouble was, though, Duke was a big man.
The impact was bone-shattering, the street giving way as the demon is cratered into the ground. Cammy WAS a soldier, and Duke hits the asphalt like a bag of bricks. Groaning, the brute of a man growls. "Damnation and spite!" He roars out, struggling to rise. He lost his momentum. He lost his edge. Squirming, he struggles to rise back up. His body continues to surge with the heat, physical heat as his eyes glaze over as he stares at Cammy.
And he launches up.
The burst of flames around him signal the attack as he swings his right leg up. The razor-sharp sheen of metal slicing through the air is heard, the kick augmented by the fiery chi, giving it a bone-slicing edge. Bringing the massive limb up, the Don attempts to kick Cammy into the air. If successful, he would then promptly bring the same limb across, with the same sharpness, to launch Cammy away.
And right into the side of the building.
COMBATSYS: Cammy blocks Duke's Swivel Gun EX.
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Cammy smiles a thin sort of smile when Duke eats concrete like that. That had to hurt, the agent knows. But he's clearly irked, as the next assault comes roaring in, a fiery kick aimed at her, awfully high. Her forearms fend off his boots, and she backflips adroitly away from him, getting some distance.
But she's only getting distance to prepare herself for the next attack... as she leaps up high in the air, coming down at him in a flying kick. In fact she's so high up it looks like she might be jumping right over his head, to land behind him yet again but... no. In mid air Psience seems to happen, as she manages to somehow change direction in mid flight, apparently through some sort of cheating hacks.
Suddenly changing course, she's now headed right for his face, boots first!
COMBATSYS: Duke endures Cammy's Cannon Strike.
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The kick was blocked, naturally, by the woman's impressive agility. Fast, powerful, and agile. A dangerous combination. But Duke was only reaching the apex of his power. As Cammy continues to fly up in the air... Duke doesn't even move. The syndicate ganglord just stands there, staring up in the air. Waiting. Watching.
Not even throwing up a block when Cammy rockets back down.
Unlike the faceplant, however, Duke seems to take this blow a great deal easier. Jutting his face right for Cammy's boots, the hit smashes hard, bloodying and bruising his face fiercely. But through it all, he now smirks. "You have gotten on my bad side, young lady." He begins as he winds back a punch. Hurling it out before Cammy can even hit the ground, he begins to follow through with a fiercesome glaze in his eyes. "Now it is time to escort you..."
"-To Hell-"
COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges Duke's Volcanic Bomb.
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Cammy ploughs into him alright, but he just stands there, and she ends up landing at his feet, practically, real close to him. Well, now she knows why he has all those scars. But she doesn't really have too much time to ponder that, as a massive fist comes powering right at her, with all manner of evil chi and god knows what else supercharging it.
But Duke is one of those big guys, and Cammy is small. She dives forward - right between his legs, going into a tiny ball as she does so; almost like she's made out of rubber or something as she manages to slip behind him yet again. Hopping up, the two stand back to back for a moment - until she hooks her arm around his at the elbow, locking it hard, and then leaning forward, trying to throw him forward right over her back.
COMBATSYS: Duke blocks Cammy's Strong Throw.
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And she slips between the legs.
Duke grunts in surprise as his energy surges up and out. The woman was too fast for him, too nimble. As she slips behind him, however, he can already feel another faceplant coming. It may be some surprise that the brute of a man, instead of enduring the hit, rolls with it. As he is flipped over, he wrenches his own feet around, landing with a ground-shaking stomp with both feet. Wrenched to his limit, he breaks free from her grips, stumbling back... and watching her, focusing on the agile woman as his guard returns.
"Impressive, Miss White. You do not disappoint."
COMBATSYS: Duke focuses on his next action.
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Oh, it's like that is it. "Yeah, stay focused." Cammy tells him. "I keep being told that by my CO.".
She's noticed that whenever she kicks him his chi seems to flare most dangerously. So for now, she stays put, waiting to see what he does with whatever power he's rocking right now. And she slowly sidles out into the road, away from the pavement, or whatever Americans call it. More space there to get out of the way of whatever Duke has planned.
"You fall quite well." she says, voice tightly controlled. Cammy is not one for too many quips in battle, in her experience smartassed coments usually lead to swift, painful rebuke!
COMBATSYS: Cammy calculates her next move.
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The massive figure circles around Cammy, pacing back and forth. Inspecting the woman, Duke lets out a rumble."I rarely get the chance these days to dirty my hands. I'll be sure to make this special, Miss White." He kept studying, keeping focused on the smaller woman. He had to be tactical, something he was no longer used to being. Cunning had long fallen away to power. Power. Perhaps that is all he needed.
And then he lurches in.
Finesse falls way to power, technique and skill falls away to power, and even power falls away to raw brutality. Duke sweeps in, attempting to grab Cammy by one of those girthy, endowed thighs. Should he get a grip, he will smash a massive fist right into jaw, before turning around, and slamming the woman against the asphalt... and then again. And then again. Duke will turn Miss White into his own personal ragdoll. Unless she pulls some of those wrestling techniques again, Duke isn't going to be letting go any time soon.
COMBATSYS: Cammy parries Duke's Combo Grapple!
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Cammy lets him grab one of those thighs of hers - not quite Chun-Li levels of chicken drumstickness, but quite worryingly large regardless - but she twists aside from his fist, which unbalances him somewhat.
And then, somehow, she's swarming over him, using him as a giant climbing frame, as that thigh slips free from his grasp, smooth bare skin being hard to hold on to; though he still has hold of /something/. Now his hand is green from some smeared off camo paint.
The commando gets up to his shoulders quick as a flash and launches into the air behind him - but then something happens again, as in mid air she manages to suddenly bounce backwards at him as if she hit an invisible wall, boots aimed at the back of his head. Whatever the happens she tries to rolls away from him to safety.
COMBATSYS: Duke fails to interrupt Cannon Strike EX from Cammy with Tall Hammer.
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Damnation and spite.
Duke grabs the thigh, yes. But when she pulls that reversal on him, the Duke is left fumbling around. Just as a big guy ought to. Cammy is climbing all over him, palms green from paint. As she leaps out, Duke finally turns just in time to see her surging back into him. Wildly, Duke unleashes a bone-shattering uppercut, trying to PUNCH the agile woman on him.
But to no avail.
Catching nothing but air, the woman slams hard into the front of his head. The devilish figure stumbles back, dazed briefly. As the his hellfire boils off him in rolls, however, it was beginning to become obvious from that scowl on his face.
He was growing impatiant.
Cammy comes in quickly, sensing weakness, when she sees him staggered for a moment there. At the last moment, she goes down low, legs first, and slides along the asphalt up to him, impacting against one of his own treetrunk legs, whereupon she tries to upend him onto the ground.
The upending is fairly harmless for a fighter rather than a scrub, but it gives her the opportunity she needs to quickly hop on top of his downed self, and plant an elbow under his chin. She leans forward, pressing hard into his throat. "Hope you're looking forward to the interrogation..." she hisses at him, blue eyes only a few inches away, with a somewhat glassy, faraway look to them, now that the Fight is On.
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits Duke with Choke Hold.
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Duke is still in a daze when Cammy comes rolling in. Knocked clean to the ground, the great man throws up his guard, attempting to stop the assassin going for the neck. Sputtering, the man's yellow eyes begin to burn with raw anger. "You want me to speak with you, Miss White?" The man chokes out a growl, struggling against the precision of the woman. "Then I will tell you everything you need to know...."
"In HELL!"
The brute throws his hand over, attempting to seize Cammy. If successful, he would clutch Cammy by the base of her skull. On which, with a great, long windup, would unload a face-breaking punch. He wouldn't knock her away, no. He would just smash her. Stun her.
Break her.
COMBATSYS: Cammy parries Duke's Strong Punch!
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Cammy wasn't sure if he was going to pass out or not, he was starting to buckle a bit - but evidently not. She's already ready for him though, and just brushes his onrushing fist aside with a red gauntleted forearm.
"Maybe not hell, but jail isn't that nice a place either!" she shouts at him.
Down on the ground, she can hardly toss him about again, so she just winds up one fist, and tries to return the favour, aiming at the point of Duke's chin. Those boxing lessons she had for her Dudley match are still quite fresh in her mind, though it's bare knuckles only in a real street fight. "Sod the bloody Queensbury rules..." she mutters, sufficiently worked up enough to actually utter an oath! Dudley would be upset.
COMBATSYS: Duke endures Cammy's Fierce Punch EX.
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"Jail?"
"You think a jail cell can contain me, Miss White? Not even the grave could keep a claim on me." Duke rubs his neck, the great scar around it, passing a glance to Mr. Brown, his valet suddenly runs behind a dumpster, taking cover for some reason. Steadily, he rises up, with Cammy still on him. The punch strikes him clean on the chin. But Duke still rises up, standing up his entire mass. Eyes burning with rage, he stares into Cammy's eyes, those devilish yellow eyes gazing into her soul.
And suddenly, be begins to flare up with chi energy.
"You believe you can stop me, Miss White? Stop my whole operation? This city begins and ends with me." The fires begins to expand wider and wider, whirling around him. Physically burning out with a raging inferno, Duke hurls out a single, overhead haymaker punch right for Cammy. Whether that makes contact or not is unimportant for both the Don and Cammy. Whether that hits woman or concrete, the impact will unleash a mushroom cloud of an explosion, consuming the entire street in an explosion of hellfire. Windows shatter, cars overturn, an ancient phone booth is utterly leveled. The blast rattles the very city block. But as the dust begins to settle....
COMBATSYS: Duke has reached second wind!
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... Duke stands tall, eyes blazing, the fires of hell itself rolling off his back. Arms crossed, he stares towards Cammy, a roar raging from his throat.
"Go To HELL"
COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges Duke's Ground Zero.
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Blue eyes stare back into yellow ones, as Cammy is lifted up off the ground as he gets up, the commando still clinging to him even as he rises. Devil eyes and blank ones - maybe neither actually have souls to gaze into, but who knows...
When the haymaker comes in, there's a green streak that rockets straight up and soon becomes lost from sight in the massive explosion. Glass shatters. A fire hydrant explodes, showering the now broken road with water. Anyone foolish enough to be nearby gets pelted with grit and stone.
...And then silence descends for a moment. Broken, eventually, by the sound of army boots gently striking the road, Cammy having come back to earth from wherever she had sequestered herself when the Bomb hit - up on a roof somewhere perhaps, who knows. "Do you believe we can't stop you?" she asks him. "This city doesn't want you here. Thats why we came, my friends and I. Soon enough all your Glow is going end up impounded - along with you.".
"LOCK ON!". And with that she hurls herself at him, hopefully for the last time. Boots first, she corkscrews into him, hopefully knocking him back, and then she goes to smack him in the chin with a MIGHTY kick, all the power she can muster behind it; enough to knock him right up into the sky. Whereupon she will leap into the air herself, chasing him, and drawing him back down to earth, to smash into what's left of the road, forearms strangling him once more as she goes, again, for the neck.
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits Duke with Gyro Drive Smasher.
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"Impossible!"
That was the roar as Cammy emerges from the blast, unscathed. "Impossible! How could you dodge that!" Duke's rage was taking hold of him. Despite the resurgence of the second wind, the great stalwart pillar of a man was losing his center. And as Cammy soon revealed, this was only the beginning. She had not even unleashed the true killing blow. The kick slips through his guard, the woman's overwhelming agility being the bane of Duke through this entire fight. And what power, too, as he is sent surging into the air. The bigger they are, the harder they fall. And as Duke is smashed to the ground, the woman on his neck, Duke falls hard. Struggling against the woman, he chokes, gasps for air. Before unleashing one last warning...
"Oh no..."
"Glow is only the beginning."
Duke suddenly attempts to seize Cammy once again, to pin her down in place. Rising back up again, the Duke stumbles, gasping for air. He was refusing to keep down, he was fighting. Trying to seize the woman, to keep her down, Duke thrusts his knee forward, trying to slam her down hard while recovering. She might have slipped away, she might have been hit. But Duke staggers to the side. His resolve was burning. He couldn't fall now. He wouldn't fall now. As the darkness takes hold of him...
COMBATSYS: Duke has reached third wind!
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... Duke suddenly pushes himself through the darkness.
"I will NEVER fall. I cannot be stopped, Miss White!"
Regaining his footing, his center, Duke takes several deep, burning breaths. He was hurting. But as it was getting readily apparent, Duke was not a man that would be toppled so easily.
Perhaps he truly was immortal.
COMBATSYS: Cammy interrupts Medium Kick from Duke with Cannon Spike.
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Cammy trashes him, leaving a crater in the already battered street, and then goes to flip off of him, expecting him to be quietly resting in his dug up street.
But apparently not. She cannot help but be open mouthed as he slowly gets up again out of his hole - and then lashes out one boot at her wildly. "I do not believe it..." she gasps, blue eyes wide, as she hurriedly raises her guard again. Is this Belger's zombie or something? A spirit of anger and hate? Who knows.
The kick though is slow, wobbly. But this is getting beyond a joke. She hops forward, crouches low, and then launches up at him, boot first, being thwacked in turn by his own foot, but /her/ foot finds its mark, on his chin, making a crunch as she flips back away from him, his body falling heavily to the road.
Then she waits, arms raised, waiting for him to get up. Again. Now she's a little more worried.
Why wouldn't he stay down?
As Cammy unleashes the counter kick, Duke again stumbles over, pushed back across the line. The Don was blind now, blind with his anger, clinging to his life out of the sheer will to defend his self-respect. His chin was now bleeding freely, utterly crushed by the same blow upon blow. He was more hamburger than man right now.
But was he still going strong?
Roaring towards Cammy like an enraged buffalo, he begins to flail about madly. Charging her down, he swings one limb, then the second. As the third punch is unleashed, however, the great man stumbles, falling to one knee. He holds there, stunned. He sways side to side, ready to collapse....
COMBATSYS: Duke has reached fourth wind!
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... Before rising up again, face still oozing blood and fire. His beard soaked, and wicked with gore and flame, he stares into Cammy, eyes wild.
But no words are given this time.
COMBATSYS: Cammy dodges Duke's Fierce Punch.
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"Stay down! Stay down!" Cammy starts shouting at him, as the zombie-man-thing reaches for her again. The supernatural is rather beyond Delta Red's training, as Duke reaches for her once again, only for the nimble commando to slide around him to one side, and then hop up onto his back.
Her arm slips around his throat, as she holds on tight, holding for dear life. She could see him breathing, his chest rising and falling. Surely if he has no air then he can't fight anymore! And she saw the Princess Bride, she knows how little guys (and now girls) can deal with a giant.
"Fall over!" she cries out, hoping to feel his strength fade.
COMBATSYS: Cammy successfully hits Duke with Choke Hold.
- Power hit! -
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Stay down?
Wasn't a man who thought he was out of his league. No, Duke refuses to stay down. But as she leaps on his shoulders, he suddenly finds himself being choked again. The rage overwhelms him, the fires licking off his body,. "GRRAAAGGH" Came the roar of a feral, streetfighting beast, pushed well past his limits. Surging around wildly, Duke attempts to smash Cammy against a chipped, brick wall of a standing building, trying to hammer her again and again, to knock her off. He tightens his resolve; the Duke was becoming impossibly stubborn in giving up, even when so clearly out matched. Driven to the extreme, he just keeps trying to smash her off...
Until he slows down.
The last feeble smash hammers away, as Duke slips to the ground. Falling to one knee again, he takes a struggling inhale, fighting to keep alive. In and out. Fighting to breath. He had to have some fight left in him still. He had to have that spark still. Duke slowly begins to lurch foward, unconscious taking hold of him...
COMBATSYS: Duke can no longer fight.
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Before finally, FINALLY sinking down, the fight having left him.
"How... can I...?!"
COMBATSYS: Cammy blocks Duke's Aggressive Strike.
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Cammy gets battered by the wall as he smashes her against it, but she grits her teeth, and clings on to him despite all the pain and punishment, both arms wrapped around his neck now, body being bruised by the wall and whatever else Duke can smash her into.
But she clings on, and eventually his legs begin to give out, and he pitches forward... onto his face.
Cammy remains clinging to him like a limpet, only letting go when she's certain he's not getting up any more. Unwrapping her arm from him, she climbs off, and looks around at the devastated street. Nobody around, even his valet must have scarpered. And he weighs a ton. But she will have her interrogation, dammit. So she hauls at him, dragging. It's going to be a long walk home.
While she wonders if Metro City even has a jail capable of containing this guy, with power like that. In her naivety, maybe she should be more worried about the surfeit of lawyers Duke no doubt has access to rather than whether he can blow the jail up. "Okay demon man... soon we talk." she gasps, as she drags.
COMBATSYS: Cammy has ended the fight here.
Log created on 17:49:46 05/13/2012 by Cammy, and last modified on 16:26:45 05/14/2012.