Description: Niamh steps out to take a phone call. A thug steps in to take her phone. Perhaps he didn't realise that he was messing with a Celtic Tiger. (takes place congruently with Dynamic Training Montage!)
Niamh makes her way out of the arena,chattering to her brother all the way. He was shouting, out of confusion rather than anger, but it was still not very friendly on her ears. It was her own fault, she had let it slip about the fact that Caiomhe had potentially seen their father. He had been questioning why she would leave a perfectly good job, in today's difficult job market, to disappear around the world. He said he expected it of Caiomhe, but not of her. She had made up some excuses about wanting to be spontaneous and try something different, but he wasn't buying it. Eventually, she just came clean and told him and now this rather loud phone conversation was happening.
Leaning against the wall, she closes her eyes and moves the phone slightly away from her ear, until she hears the line go quiet, followed by Connor saying her name. "I'm here" she says, "sorry I'm just still tired from the flight. I will call you back tomorrow, when I have talked to Caiomhe some more." Hanging up, she starts to make her way back towards the arena.
When she turns around, though, Niamh will find that her path back to the side door of the arena is blocked by a broad man with a dark ponytail. He stands just over six foot, clad in a blue jean jacket with the sleeves ripped off over a white t-shirt, along with a pair of frayed-at-the-knees blue jean pants and a pair of brown steel-toed boots. But perhaps more immediately noticeable than the rest of his appearance is the switchblade that he's brandishing at the Scottish girl.
"Well, well. Looks like the foreigner has got a nice phone. Now, unless you want to be marked for death, I suggest you hand it over right about now. Along with your wallet. Oh, and don't bother trying to scream. By the time you do, you'll be half past dead."
COMBATSYS: Seagal has started a fight here.
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Seagal 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Niamh has joined the fight here.
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Niamh 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Seagal
Niamh looks the denim clad man over, taking in his outfit and his weapon. "I wasn't planning to scream" she says, "but then, I wasn't planning to give you my nice phone either. I just spent four hundred quid on it!" As for my wallet, I don't have one, but I do have a purse, which you are welcome to, since it is totally empty." She picks a cobalt blue purse out of her shorts pocket and holds it out towards him "Topshop's finest, I think it will suit you. Do you have a handbag in this colour?"
She may be mouthing off, but her heart is pounding in her chest. She suspects the thug is not going to be happy with her decision to hold on to her iPhone, so she needs to attack him, before he hurts her.
COMBATSYS: Niamh focuses on her next action.
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Niamh 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Seagal
The blue jean wearing thug purses his lips and scowls when Niamh tells him that she doesn't intend to hand over the phone and offers the bag instead. "I don't think that you realise that you're on deadly ground here. I'm a dangerous man. And I know Aikido." With that remark he attempts to demonstrate by making a grab for her wrist and attempting to drag her down to the ground, though anyone familiar with the art would probably say that this thug learned what he knows of it from action movies.
COMBATSYS: Niamh blocks Seagal's Strong Throw.
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Niamh 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Seagal
Niamh stares at her attacker. "You sound like a nineties action movie" she remarks and pulls away from him wincing, as he squeezes her wrist. "I don't know Aikido myself, but I do know a little karate." Lifting her foot as high as she can, she brings her heel down hard, attempting to strike Seagal's face.
COMBATSYS: Seagal blocks Niamh's Tiger Claw Kick.
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Niamh 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Seagal
The mugger manages to get an arm up to defend himself as Niamh's foot comes down towards his face, deflecting the attack but sending him a bit off-balance. As he tries to regain his balance he comes back at Niamh with a broad sweeping slash with his knife, yelling, "That's it! Now you've entered the belly of the beast!"
COMBATSYS: Niamh endures Seagal's Knife Slash.
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Niamh 0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0 Seagal
Niamh feels her heart do a flip, as she sees the blade coming towards her. She manages to turn to the side, to try and avoid it, but the knife strikes her bare shoulder, causing a thin trickle of blood to run down her arm. "Agh, you numpty, you made me bleed" she yells. "Looks like I am going to have to give the beast's belly a good old kick." Raising her leg up to the side, she kicks out at his stomach, with as much force as she can manage.
COMBATSYS: Seagal dodges Niamh's Coiled Tiger Kick.
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Niamh 0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0 Seagal
The armed assailant sidesteps swiftly as Niamh aim's a kick at his midsection. He continues to ramble as he maneuvers around the girl. "You're quick. That's good. The universe likes SPEED. Let's see how you like this!" With that, he raises his switchblade and sends it whistling through the air toward the Irish girl.
CSYS: Seagal has targeted Niamh with Thrown Weapon.
COMBATSYS: Niamh overcomes Thrown Weapon from Seagal with Celtic Cross Toss.
Niamh sees the blade coming toward her and grabs hold of the cross shaped necklace around her neck. Pushing it's demon skull centre, she pops out a four point throwing star and launches it at Seagal's weapon, trying to deflect it. Her plan works and knocks the switchblade off course, before heading towards the mugger.
COMBATSYS: Seagal dodges Niamh's Celtic Cross Toss.
The ponytailed thug's eyes widen when the throwing star appears, seemingly out of nowhere, and not only deflects his thrown switchblade, but flies onward toward him! He is quick to duck, letting the weapon sail past him. "I missed. I never miss!" Finding himself for the moment unarmed, he reaches for a nearby trash can and hefts it over his head Donkey Kong style before hurling it at Niamh.
CSYS: Seagal has targeted Niamh with Large Thrown Object.
COMBATSYS: Niamh endures Seagal's Large Thrown Object.
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Niamh 0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0 Seagal
Niamh watches the thug hold the dustbin aloft and then sees it coming towards her. The logical thing to do, would be to get the hell out of the way of it, but when fighting, Niamh isn't always logical. Instead she folds her arms and stands her ground. Wincing, as it plunges into her. She ignores the pain long enough to hold her arms aloft and shout "Is that all you got, mate?" Striding towards him defiantly,she scowls,before changing her expression to a smile. "Aw now, this is getting silly, all we are doing is hurting each other. Let's kiss and make up!" She smiles again,before launching herself forward, as if leaning if for a kiss, but instead attempting to headbutt him.
COMBATSYS: Seagal blocks Niamh's Headbutt.
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Niamh 0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0 Seagal
Seagal raises his arms as the MacNair girl launches herself at him. "I'm an actor, not a sex symbol!" he yells quickly as he brings his guard up to fend off the girl's advance - and gets a much more forceful impact than he was expeecting, sending him a bit off-balance. "Well, aren't you the keeper," he says, before trying to slip behind Niamh, grab her arms and bend them behind her. While his knowledge of aikido's basics may be suspect, he clearly does not understand the principles.
COMBATSYS: Niamh blocks Seagal's Desperate Grapple.
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Niamh 0/-------/=======|===----\-------\0 Seagal
COMBATSYS: Niamh gains composure.
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Niamh 1/-----==/=======|===----\-------\0 Seagal
Niamh wiggles her lower body, awkwardly trying to get free of his grasp, before he can get a tight grip on her. She manages to break free, then bends her head a little, catching a breath, while she contemplates her next move.
Seeming a bit frustrated when Niamh resists his attack, Seagal decides to prepare for a powerful kick attack. "I learned this kick in Japan 30 years ago, and have been perfecting it ever since!" he yells as he swings his foot hard in a roundhouse kick at Niamh's upper body.
"HYAAAA!"
COMBATSYS: Niamh endures Seagal's Strong Kick.
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Niamh 1/---====/=======|===----\-------\0 Seagal
Niamh tries to tune out the guy's chatter, and doesn't notice the kick coming towards her. It strikes her hard in the chest, winding her a bit and causing her to cough. "Okay creep, you asked for it now". Rushing towards him, she aims a series lightning fast punches at his body, before aiming a flying uppercut at his chin and attempting to spin in the air, from where she can hit him with a falling punch.
COMBATSYS: Seagal endures Niamh's Thrashing Tiger Maul.
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Niamh 0/-------/------=|=======\===----\1 Seagal
Seagal, feeling rather confident of his ability to withstand whatever the girl has to throw at him, braces himself for the impact of the first punch. What he doesn't expect is the way that the first punch leads into another, then another, and yet another, soon losing track of the fists flying at him. "Fire down below!" Grimacing through the pain, he closes his eyes just before a fist suddenly takes an upward trajectory and catches him in the chin, sending him toppling backwards, and then suddenly the girl is falling on him with another punch that flattens him against the ground.
Right next to his knife.
He quickly snatches up the switchblade and in a fit of rage, throws himself at the girl as he thrashes wildly with his switchblade. "Today you die, Clementine! Submerged into the sun in the black dawn! Shadow man attack force go!"
Drugs are a terrible thing.
COMBATSYS: Seagal successfully hits Niamh with Slice and Dice.
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Niamh 1/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Seagal
Niamh screams, as he slashes her on the same shoulder, that was already bleeding. "What the hell is your problem with that, shoulder?" she yelps "and who the hell is Clementine?" The guy is starting to seem pretty crazy to her and she wants out of here, as soon as possible. Rushing towards him, she slams two fierce punches into his gut, then follows it up with a daring double spinning kick, or as she calls it, the flying tiger! Her feet fly towards the mad mugger, aiming for his chest.
COMBATSYS: Niamh successfully hits Seagal with Violent Tiger Rush.
Glancing Blow
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Niamh 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Seagal
The two punches to his gut double the mugger over, and the first of the feet to fly at his face fully catches him in the forehead. Staggering backward, he manages to narrowly avoid catching the second kick with his teeth, though it looks as if he could be on his last legs.
"Augh!"
He clenches his switchblade as tightly as he can, his eyes crazed. "Damn, do I feel violated..." He looks at the girl, then at the nearest escape route past the garbage bins, then back at the girl. Finally, he decides to lunge full force at her with the blade.
"You're dead buddy y'hear? Dead!"
And with that he may just collapse...
COMBATSYS: Seagal can no longer fight.
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Niamh 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Niamh blocks Seagal's Deep Strike.
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Niamh 0/-------/------=|
Niamh sees the crazy look in his eyes and then hears his words. He may be pretty beat up, but desperate people can be the most dangerous, since they have nothing to lose. She reacts quickly, knocking the blade out of his hands and recieving a graze on her hand for her trouble. He's down and out though, collapsed on the cold hard ground. Giving him a cautionary kick in the ribs (she's seen too many horror movies, to presume he isn't faking) and getting no screams of pain, she decides he is no longer her problem. "Bad luck mister, looks like you will have to save up for your iPhone she comments, as she starts to make her way back to the safety of the arena.
It is about this time that the elder of the travelling MacNair sisters, Caiomhe, emerges from the side door to the arena where she just finished a sparring match with El Fuerte, looking a bit beaten up.
"Niamh? You wouldn't believe the fight I just had. Had the shite kicked right out of me."
She looks around for a second before spotting her sister, then runs over to her. "Oi, Niamh! You're bloody bleedin'!" She quickly moves to put an arm around her and help her into the arena, looking at the cuts to make sure they aren't life threatening. "Did that bloke attack you? You should be callin' the police! Don't you have of them iPhones?"
Niamh winces as her sister puts her arm around her."Ack, don't fuss Caiomhe, I'll be fine. Seems like we both got the shite kicked out of us tonight then." She glances over at the rather pathetic figure of the Seagal wannabee. "Aye, I do have one of those iPhones, that was the whole problem, mister there fancied one for himself." She uses the tail of her shirt to dab at her arm a bit. "Let's leave him be though, I think he needs the blokes in white coats, more than the polis and he got what he deserved. Besides, next time he might not be so quick to pick on a young girl."
Smiling at her her elder sibling, she says "I think we could both do with a drink, let's go grab a bottle of something and go back to the hotel. You can tell me all about your scrap with the El Fuerte guy. I'm gutted I missed it."
Log created on 11:23:07 07/07/2012 by Caiomhe, and last modified on 12:33:11 07/12/2012.