Description: Caiomhe and Kazue run across Layla underneath the Metro Bridge as Caiomhe searches for a man named Seagal. Tempers flare, and brief punching ensues, followed shortly by running away.
- Metro City Bridge -
It's a warm day in Metro City out near the far end of the city where the Metro City bridge connects the city to the outside world. The air is relatively clean here compared to the somewhat more smog infested atmosphere of the inner city. The sun is high over the bridge at 12 o'clock noon, and it's about that time of day that cars are lining up, crammed close, on the hot asphalt of the enormous steel construct on their way in and out of the city.
Though the air is clean... the ground, and indeed the water, is positively filthy... littered with plastics and tin cans and paper... though it was looking better than it usually did, since Mayor Mike Haggar was working on his Clean the Streets initiative - which entailed cleaning it of the human trash as much as the inanimate ones. It'd be difficult to tell though, for someone not accustomed to seeing the city's USUAL state.
Today, the long sloping river bank that lead beneath the bridge was unusually quiet however. Ordinarily, there'd be nasty thugs and drugheads running about here... but either they've busied themselves with trouble making somewhere else or... aomeone had scared them off.
Leaning against the steel understructure of the bridge,n head resting against a thick steel beam.. eyes half-lidded and lazy... a girl in worn-ut denim attire is swigging from a bottle of Jack[ Daniels... swinging it about in a careless manner as she sing-songs "I'm picker, I'm grinner, I'm Lover, and I'mma sinner..." Another drink is taken, some of it spilt... "I play my music in the sun...~"
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Kazue walks along the riverbank, glancing around under the sun, then stretches her arms over her head as she walks under the bridge into the relative darkness. She blinks, hearing Layla, and takes half a step back, knocking a can back to skitter into a few other ones. She tilts her head a bit to one side as she listens to the odd American song. Or at least she assumes it's American. Her eyes focus on the singer, as they adjust to the relative darkness, and she relaxes. Slightly.
She doesn't retreat or press on for the moment, or introduce herself for that matter, merely listening as she tries to make out the exact details of the singer here.
The lack of thugs to be found underneath the Metro bridge this time of day proves, oddly, to be somewhat of a disappointment for Caiomhe MacNair, who, finding herself in Metro City again, has decided to pursue yet another new hobby: Crime solving. And apparently the colour for solving crime is hot pink, judging by her hair colour. In fact, Caiomhe looks like a bit of a thug herself, dressed in a black Amon Amarth t-shirt, cutoff bluedenim shorts, spiked wristbands, and black fingerless fighting gloves, as well as some black punk rocker boots.
This is what happens when Caiomhe decides to go undercover. Blending in is something that the Scottish lass simply cannot achieve in normal (or underworld) society. And so she is walking along under the bridge, looking around as if searching for someone in particular. When she spots Kazue, she almost does a double take, before reminding herself that she's in disguise. Walking over to the girl, she tries to get her attention with a pssst, then fakes her best American accent in a loud whisper:
"Hey, Kazue! It's me, Caiomhe."
Taking another swig of that nasty piss water she's nursing, Layla peels herself off of the steel frame of the underbridge turning to her left and walking... staggering actually... to the left of beam her half-lidded eyes staring lazily at a trash can nearby for a moment after she does so. "...What the fuck are you lookin' at??" She embeds her right foot into the trash bin HARD, making a rather large dent, and sending it ricocheting off of an overhead beam with a loud CLANG before it flies back toward her face. "Fuck off...!" She smacks it out of the air with a haphazardly swung closed fist, sending it careening off the side... strewing trash everywhere. Was she confusing it for a person or just abusing it for shits and giggles? Another wet-souding swig is taken....
Whilst she's occupied herself with her drink, an energetic german shepherd comes sprinting down from the bank from her right, clutching some manner of object rolled up in silvery foil in his mouth.. he looks a bit thin but otherwise healthy for a dog his size. The dog walks right up the angry-seeming female thug and drops... whatever it is... at her feet and takes a seat on the soft earth... tail swinging excitedly.
This prompts her to look down in mild disgust, "You know I don't eat shit out of trash bins if I can help it..." .. She stares him down quietly for a moment, a wordless exchange between familiars. "Yeah... whatever." She stoops slowly to pick it up, staring at what is now obvious to her a half-eaten cheese burger. She stuffs it in her pocket, having no intention to eat and just lose it somewhere to satisfy the dog.. "Come on.." She staggers sideways, a bit, turning to face the direction of Caiomhe and Kazue... and freezes momentarily. ... Then she starts yelling and running toward them with her dog following closely behind. "Hey! You fuckers back for some more, huh??" ... Apparently, Caiomhe's stealthy outfit has the half-drunk thug confusing her for a rival gang member.
Kazue blinks, and starts a bit, glancing over to Caiomhe as she approaches, and taking a step to one side, her eyes wide and staring into space. She relaxes somewhat when she hears the familiar voice. "Hello, Caiomhe. Your street clothes are different." She's quiet, but not quite whispering.
She turns as she hears that kicking of the garbage can, then averts her eyes, taking a step back. She blinks, her eyes momentarily following the dog, then she looks back to Caiomhe. "Let's move to somewhere a bit further away. I don't want to-" She's interrupted by Layla's yelling, and sighs slightly. She raises both of her hand in front of her, palms out, and slowly backs away from the drunk woman. "Hey, we just got lost, don't want any trouble-" Her voice is loud, calm, while her eyes scan the area once again.
"It's a disguise," Caiomhe replies in hushes tones to Kazue, tapping her nose as she shifts her eyes to either side to see if they're being watched. Although, truth be told, she hadn't really had to do any shopping to assemble the outfit. She just happens to be a fan of viking metal.
"I'm trying to find someone. He's about six foot tall, has a ponytail, wears bad eighties clothes - ach, bloody hell," she says when the Hispanic alcoholic woman starts to close in on herself and Kazue. Well, perhaps Caiomhe can use this situation to her advantage. She decides that rather than running away or acting apologetic, she will step up right between Kazue and the woman and her dog. This might have to involve violence, but maybe intimidation will work?
"Ohh, I'm sorry, I didn't realise that this bridge had a troll underneath it. I was wonderin' where all the goats around here have been disappearin' to."
And she totally forgot to sound American there. This undercover thing is hard. And the pink hair probably doesn't help with the intimidation factor. "Maybe you and your doggeh should run along now. This is Seagal's turf now," she spouts, bluffing wildly.
The earthen eyed thug suddenly skids to a halt, worn snakeskin boots digging in as Kazue makes a peaceful proclamation... eyeing her carefully. She didn't mind busting up other gangers and people who picked fights with her, but she wasn't about to hurt random passerbys for no reason. Even if she was shitfaced. With a gloved fist tightly closed, arm drawn back like a bow ready to fire, se replies "...You got LOST?? Are you fuckin' stu-..." and then she WAS going to chastise them for wandering into dangerous territory, until Caiome opens her big mouth and the brazilian-american woman's lazy brown eyes narrow dangerously again. "...Either one of you's confused, or you can't lie for fuckin' shit...!" Tossing that now nearly empty bottle of Jack Daniels with her other hand, the dirty bottle with the torn label smashing loudly against a nearby stone protruding from further down the hill... "...Seagal... the fat fuck owes me money!" Whether she is referencing the same Seagal as Caiomhe it'd be difficult to know, but whatever the case... Layla digs her boots into the soft earth beneath her feet again... taking an aggressive fighting stance... a shit-eating grin creeping into her scarred features... "I'm gonna be nice and give you two shitheads the first hit, after that... I'm gonna take you both STRAIGHT TO HELL!!!" She yells the last part of the sentencelike some kind of angry bear awoken from its winter slumber... Don't even THINK about runnin' either! It won't get you no fuckin where!"
COMBATSYS: Layla has started a fight here.
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"...what." Kazue looks over to Caiomhe with slightly narrowed eyes. "I hope you're good at running, because this isn't my fight. She's drunk, so it might not be a challenge to book it. Otherwise, you're on your own" A shrug that might be the closest thing to an apology she's going to offer at the moment. She starts backing away rather quickly. "I certainly wouldn't wander around with this idiot on purpose. I just happened to have met her once. This is the first time I've heard of this- this Saygull person." ...Yeah, she's intent on getting out of here. She hesitates for a moment as she backpedals, though, looking over Layla. Is this really the sort of person who would send someone straight to hell, or is that just talk? ...well, if she is, just more reason to get further away.
Oh, good. Layla knows a Seagal. Maybe there is a connection. Except that that puts Caiomhe in the awkward position of trying to interrogate the woman she's just enraged about the person who she herself just claimed to be in league with. It seems that violence is the only way that this can be sorted out.
"Don't you run, Kazue," Caiomhe yells as she drops into a capoeira fighting stance. "You know Seagal will have yer arse if he finds out you abandoned me! You wouldn't want to miss your cut of the take, would you? I heard it's going to be worth a lot!" Caiomhe also isn't accustomed to trying to bribe people while at the same time bluffing about the entire situation. Hopefully the drunk woman won't catch on and Kazue will. In the meanwhile Caiomhe peers at Layla intently, dancing back and forth as she weighs the options of attacking and retreating.
COMBATSYS: Caiomhe has joined the fight here.
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Caiomhe 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Layla
COMBATSYS: Caiomhe focuses on her next action.
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Caiomhe 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Layla
COMBATSYS: Kazue has joined the fight here.
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Layla 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Caiomhe
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Kazue 0/-------/-------|
Meanwhile the boisterously loud thug decked out in ravaged, filthy, denim attire... though addled by alchohol her brain is... is weighing her options here. Kazue definitely didn't project the threat aura, and seems to be firmly standing by her declaration of innocence. While Layla was, normally, meaner than a rattle snake, a rattle snake usually wouldn't bite unless it felt treatened...
And so, Layla points that fierce, half-lidded, gaze in Caiomhe's direction... "Sho..." She slurs a bit, "Since you seem to be the only one tryin ta pick a fight here.." She staggers sideways just a bit, losing her footing for a moment before catching herself again... and darting toward the smaller female with the outrageously hot pink hair with the speed of a bullet train. Her fist, encased in leather, is drawn back even further behind her head... the sunlight glaring off of those dirty studded knuckles as she thrust her right hand toward Caiomhe's jaw with all of the power she can muster, bellowing loudly like some kind of animal again..."RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH! I'M GONNA SEND YOU BACK TO YOUR BUDDY SEAGAL IN A CASKET!!!"
Kazue blinks, then her eyes narrow. "...You're gonna say that I work for Seagal?" She slowly walks back towards the two of them, her expression calm. "I've left that criminal life behind me, but if anyone says otherwise, I'll shut them up. Until you take it back, you're my enemy." She runs in, and swings out a quick leg, trying to sweep Caiomhe to the ground from the back - although she's also intent on catching the girl's head before it hits a bottle should the sweep be successful. "So take it back."
COMBATSYS: Kazue successfully hits Caiomhe with Weakened Quick Throw.
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Layla 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Caiomhe
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Kazue 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Caiomhe blocks Layla's Jab Punch.
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Layla 0/-------/-------|=======\-------\0 Caiomhe
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Kazue 0/-------/-------|
It seems that the Emerald Spider has woven an unintentionally tangled web here indeed. Suddenly she realises that she's pushed some buttons that she didn't even realise existed. "Oh, bloody hell," she says as she sees both of the other women coming at her, one with cold fury, the other like a freight train. When Kazue tries to sweep her, she decides to try and let it happen, meaning to hit the ground to get under the incoming punch from Layla. She takes it harder than she anticipates, though, and since she's caught, she has to raise her arms to block the Brazilian woman's jab.
"You could've mentioned that you were -actually- a criminal!" Caiomhe snaps at Kazue as she throws herself backward, away from the other two women, trying to put some space between them. As part of the flipping maneuver she swings a foot at Layla, trying to put her on guard long enough for Caiomhe to break away and regain her bearings.
COMBATSYS: Layla blocks Caiomhe's Quick Kick.
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Layla 0/-------/-------|=======\-------\1 Caiomhe
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Kazue 0/-------/-------|
Layla's fist goes sailing over Caiomhe's head and slamming into the guard she throws up instead, caught off-guard by Kazue suddenly sweep. She then goes stumbling right past her as Kazue takes her legs out... nearly stumbling to the ground flat of her face due to her balance being inhibited by too much alchohol."Ugh... the FUCK...???" Now she was even more confused, a difficult thing to do to someone already so shitfaced.. "HEY! You two got sumthin' you gotta square out'?" She clutches her head shortly thereafter, bending a bit... "...or are ya' as fucked as I am..." She's gonna need a minute, definitely not in top form today... but she didn't expect more gangers to encroach on her turf right after she just finished giving some a shit kicking. And yeah, it was HER turf. Wherever Layla happens to be standing always is, and nobody says otherwise.. "I-... I'll be with you two assholes in a minnit... damn..."
COMBATSYS: Layla focuses on her next action.
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Layla 0/-------/-------|=======\-------\1 Caiomhe
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Kazue 0/-------/-------|
"Not proud of it." Kazue blinks, watching Layla's jab get blocked and then seeing Caiomhe lash out at her drunken assailant. She turns to watch Layla for a moment, and nods at the mention of something needing to be straightened out. "Thanks." She walks up closer to Caiomhe, and grabs at her collar, although she makes no further offensive move. "Now then. You know now. So take it back." She lowers her voice to a whisper.
"That bitch is pretty out of it. Barely has her balance. Once you apologize, we can just run. There's no reason for you to beat her up. I'm not going to help you beat her up for no reason."
Caiomhe keeps her distance from Layla as the drunken brawler takes a moment's pause. When Kazue walks up to her, she stays on the defensive, keeping her fighting stance though not moving into position to attack. "Well, obviously I've got no problem takin' it back. I never meant it in the first place," she says, keeping her voice low. "I was only going to fight her because I'm tryin' to track down this bloke, who had a nametag that said 'Seagal' on it. I thought after we beat her up I could ask her what she knew about him." A pause. "I suppose that askin' politely might've been the better plan, but it's a bit late now, innit?" Nodding slightly, she starts moving away from Layla while she's incapacitated.
Log created on 15:58:28 07/12/2012 by Kazue, and last modified on 20:03:21 07/12/2012.