Description: Urien comes to visit Lee Chao Lan regarding his shares of G Corporation, and they engage in civil negotiations about potential partnership within a Violet Systems boardroom.
Violet Systems. Southtown Office. Business District. 10 AM.
Well, actually 9:58 AM.
The tall building was hardly the largest in Southtown, and hardly the most important.The professional-looking garden that wrapped around the spacious grounds tied to the build leads to the white-stone line of steps that lead up to the countless doorways of the office build. Stone pillars and lights cast up towards the windows of the skyscraper. And behind one of those windows, the owner of the company walks.
And with a smirk on his face.
The silver-haired man, well into middle age, strides through the executive hallways of the top floor, speaking with a black business-suited woman. The pair walk past eggshell walls connected to crimson carpets. Gold lined the place, not Lee's first choice, but a certainly a regal one at that. The CEO of Violet Systems was dressed in a pure white three-piece suit, white shoes, and in the place of a tie, ruffles exposed through his jacket. A corner-hanky of lavender is tucked around in his suit jacket. As the duo stride along, the man replies to the woman, not even looking towards her.
"... And is that all you know?"
The woman clutches the portfolio, nodding in affirment. "Yes sir. We are still not certain what his motives are, but his business profile does check out, and he does seem very serious to hold a meeting on you on the respective-" The silver-haired man stops at one of the doors, sweeps an arm up to stop his secretary. "Then if he is serious, then I will be serious. This is the Gryphon Office? Good. If you will, Miss Sorel, I would like to speak with him in private." The woman looks towards her boss, about to reply, but the man brings two fingers to her lips to silence her, as he unleashes the softest whisper.
"But make sure the guards are on standby."
As Miss Sorel nods firmly, and walks off, the silver-haired man grips the handle of the door. with a confident, smooth motion, he pushes the door open, entering with just a smirk. Casting his gaze swiftly across the open windows looking into the city, the mahogony table that stretched across the room, he finally settles on the far end of the table, as he announces his entrance.
"Welcome and good morning! I am Lee Chao Lan!"
Indeed, there was little of note about the meeting at the onset. A Mr. Urien Brown, of Adonis Holdings Incorporated. Initial research would have brought back nothing untoward, although the digger Lee and his associates digged, the more muddy the waters became. A wild networking of subsidaries and holdings and dummy corporations, until the sheer quagmire makes it impossible to tell what is what from any logical legal standpoint. The only thing certain is that Adonis Holdings is the very same front which made a powerful gamble for G Corporation. The very fact there was a shark in the water almost as quick as the adopted Mishima says much... although Lee Chaolan is majority holder by a significant amount, this Mr. Brown is technically the second owner. However, his percentage of stock is so low, he's got no real power... it's dead weight. Best sold off -- or the majority amount acquired.
A sleek black limousine pulls up to the front of Violet Systems. When the chauffer slips around to open the back door, a truly massive figure slips out. Urien is 6'10, a man of strong Greek ethnicity and almost criminally sculpted lean physique who could easily pose for an ancient statue. Blond hair is cropped short and swept back, suit impeccably custom tailored in silver. A confident swagger takes him through the front entrance, and he would be negotiated through the building with sufficient delay to notify Lee Chaolan... along with the fact that he does not seem in any fashion to be a legitimate businessman, beyond having significant finances to wear brazenly on cuff and collar.
Although Urien was not particularly pleased to be made to wait in the Gyphon Office ahead of time. His chair is angled towards the window when Lee enters, although slowly swivels to face the smaller man. Fingers are steepled casually, as the massive figure pushes to his feet. The ground thumps heavily as he strides around the desk; this is a forward manner that certainly does not fit traditional business etiquette! "Mr. Chao Lan... You can call me Urien." His voice is rough, and lips spread into a toothy grin that seems far more predatory then amiable. A large, lightly tanned hand extends, fingers spread invitingly. Slightly narrowed eyes seeming expectant...
What Lee knew was the business of Lee and his associate.
Blank Slate. Unknown depths. Adonis Holdings had one thing of note for the Mishima son: it was the minority holder of G Corporation. That in itself spoke volumes. As for sharks in the water, well, Lee saw himself as more of a unicorn than a true predator. But where sharks went for the kill, Lee simply went for the goal. He could tell he was in a room with a shark.
But Lee Chao Lan does not hesistate.
He takes that hand, gripping it firmly, shaking it with confidence. An aloof smile was on Lee Chao Lan's face, but his eyes were focused, reading Urien's body language. This man was a giant, built like a greek god, that much Lee Chao Lan knew. He could use him as a model, if he wasn't officially dedicated to more lofty causes. More importantly, he had fine fasion sense. Always a plus, when dealing with Lee Chao Lan. Speaking with a grandoise air, he responds with full, professional cheer.
"Just call me Lee, Urien!"
He finally releases the well-tanned man's hands, he sweeps his arms open with flourish, almost as if he was preparing for a hug. "Welcome to Violet Systems! I am sorry I was so late in being early! I hope I did not keep you for very long. I adore it when someone takes business this seriously, mind you!" Lee had no reason to suspect trouble yet. They were professionals, not low-brow gangsters chopping out piece of bling or stolen watches! Lee motions right back to the very seat that Urien had been waiting in, an open palm inviting him.
"Have a seat, Urien, and lets get straight to business!"
The taken grip is inhumanly strong; in just a few moments, it's clear that they likely stand on the same tier in the world, something of no small significance. A flex of powerful fingers, trying to provoke some kind of reaction from Lee, but the hold would not linger. Although Urien's grin stretched just a bit broader, all the same. "Lee." he states, tone having an almost mocking formality. Both hands slip into the pockets of his suit pants, remaining standing adjacent to the table. A casual air to him, even if his stance remains roughly professional. For a few long moments, the abandoned seat is considered. Before finally his considerable bulk thumps back within, and fingers steeple once more. Okay... he'll play the game a little bit longer. "I currently own 21% of G Corporation. Not remotely enough to matter, even if I controlled every other vote outside yours. You can see my issue, hrrm? It's worthless to me... as far as the company is concerned. But we're business partners all the same. ...Right?" A thoroughly bemused expression crosses Urien's face.
Same tiers.
Lee's smirk strengthens a bit. The unfavorite son of the Mishima family knew too well why the business leaders of the world tended to develop their martial ways. But for all this power, Lee was not convinced. It was one thing to look powerful; to hold an air of confidence, to look as if you were a living god. But appearances were not being; was this man truly powerful?
Or simply knew, like Lee, the important of apperances?
The silver-haired businessman takes his seat across from Urien, ignoring how he chose to stand. For Lee, business was his formality. He kept his own power under wraps, yes, but he did not have a thrill of mixing business with martial technique, something his family was well renowned for. For Lee, fighting was a fact of survival.
Survival in the Mishima family.
Leaning back, he listens to Urien muster up the first part of his pitch. "Not completely useless! Oh, certainly you appreciate the profits that the G Corporation has been providing; I would have been more questionable about three years ago, but if you follow the financial reports, you would see that biogenetics is apparently a hot item this year! G Corporation is reaching it's sixth quarter of growth! Of course, with that recent shift of treasury stock into public stock was a surprise. But first come, first served, you understand." Lee Chao Lan leans forward in his chair, focusing hard on Urien as he steeples his fingers.
"My question, is whether you are buying or selling?"
"I'd like the genetic technology and research information for G Corporation. You'd find that my shares amounted to nothing in this regard. Genetic technology and development happens to be the forefront of my own... business." Another muted little smile from Urien at that. "I'll hand over all of my stock in the company in return. And I can guarantee that nothing I am given will be used for commercial business... I am not interested in bringing anything to the consumer market, Mr. Chao Lan." Fingers idly play with the silver rolex on Urien's wrist. It's absolutely brand new, never worn before this very moment. Did he buy it just for this casual meeting? "If you compensate me this, I won't ask for a single penny. And you won't lose anything, either. A good deal... yes?"
This was almost a perfect deal.
All the shares? In exchange for trade secrets? That was 21% of the shares, without the risk of undermining the business. This was the ultimate offer of greed. He did not even truly run the company, though his contacts with the company ran deep, and he certainly could arrange for Urien to gain the materials. This could be an under the table deal. No one could know. And he could reap the riches.
But Lee Chao Lan was too old for this trick.
Lee Chao Lan leans back in his chair, placing a hand behind his head, and frisks out his smartphone. Deftly, he plugs his thumb away, the digit a blur on the touch screen. "Just a moment, Urien! Let me run a few numbers..." The silver-haired executive states briskly, as he browses through some of the financial records acquired before the meeting. "You want.... all the genetic technology and development materials, I am fairly sure those would fall under assets, the core project resources, in exchange for the remaining outstanding shares of stock into my power. You promise to shift them into non-profit, I'll bounce that off the tax department, I believe that will be very significant in all our tax records..." Lee Chao Lan shakes his head briskly. "But so far, it does not seem like it is worth selling trade secrets for. While your outstanding stock is valuable, the intellectual property of G Corporation, with liabilities in consideration, and do not take this the wrong way, Mr. Brown, is simply far higher than the value of 21% of the total stock. Total control is beneficial for me, of course, but I do not see why I should greenlight the company's trade secrets being pillaged by a former minority stockholder. Besides, Urien..." Lee Chao Lan leans forward a bit, as he places his smart phone down.
"What exactly are you planning on doing with those assets?"
A steady bump-bump-bump-bump has begun to echo in the room. Urien's drumming his fingers on the table, and he's glancing at his rolex, as if waiting for something. Expectant, really. There's no sense of him being frazzled or put off by the initial rejection, as if surprise might have come from anything but. "Personal uses, Lee. Personal uses. That I'm not at liberty to say. So, let me make this clear. You are not willing to offer me technology and research in exchange for my meager control of the company, even if guaranteed this will not cause any issues with the company, financial or otherwise..." Drum. Drum. Drum. His tie is carefully adjusted, blinking a single time before focusing his gaze with intensity at the silver demon. "I'll sweeten the deal, for the sake of proper business. I could be a powerful ally, Lee. I know who you are. The discarded heir to the Mishima lunatic. We've both lived in the shadows, you know... beneath the self-absorbed, grandiose tyranny of people who believe themselves superior." Indeed, Gill might be just as bad as Heihachi in every sense of the word. One hand grips the edge of the table, then the other, as Urien leans forward. There's something within his pale eyes. The spark of a demon, someone who hungers for power, craves it, and can never be satisfied. "What do you say? Forge this little alliance with me, and I'll let you know the potential that the forgotten can have in this world...!!"
Impatiance is no virtue.
Lee notices the tap tap tap, but does not react to it. But he knows that if you expect something, you must act on it, not simply dream for it. He did not build Violet Systems simply by dreaming it. He worked hard, and took the pieces that his father and brother tossed away. Urien and Lee were both the unfavored sons in their families. Both had their share of resentment, of bitterness. But where Urien wanted more, wanted to consume more... Lee became content. When Urien shows his true colors, Lee Chao Lan doesn't react then, either. He simply keeps up that smirk, as his hand drifts back to his smartphone. Tap tap tap goes his own thumb. And softly, he finally responds has a buzzing sound fills the room.
"Do you know what a Gryphon is, Urien?"
Thick steel bars begin to criss-cross the windows, as plates of steel begin to ratchet between the bars. The receives similar treatment, becoming barracaded and reinforced. Lee Chao Lan rises up, tucking away his smart phone. "The Gryphon is a creature of legends, known for combining the strength of a lion, with the nobility of an eagle. In heraldry, it is known for courage, for boldness, as well as the traditional companion of the Unicorn. It truly is the sign of what I expect from my executives, and I expect my partners to share in those principles." Lee loosens his suit briefly, stretching his limbs before focusing on his guest. "You wish to be my partner?"
"Prove to me you are a worthy."
"Gryphon?" Urien states, idly. For the first time he has a vague sense of interest, as if things are divulging from his expectations. The room being locked down also appears to cause absolutely no alarm. Instead, that rabid grin of his spreads further, fingers digging into the table before he whirls to the side. He handles it like it were made of cardboard, and not the dense metal and wood it is. Impacting the wall hard enough to fracture down the middle, shattered remnants crashing out of the way as a few chairs rebound, clearing a rough area for the pair. Only then does he rise, fingers flexing one by one in a muted chorus of pops. "Hah... hahahahah!! Did I just see a glint of fang, Lee?! Does that mean you haven't forgotten what earned you your nickname after all...?! Alright. This is how I prefer to conduct my business...!"
Suddenly the air begins to shimmer around Urien. The presence of a great chi, likely much stronger then might have been expected. A slow exhale of satisfaction, as the tailored suit begins to shimmer and shake in the unseen wind. And then there's an explosive blast of kinetic pressure, causing the lights to momentarily flicker and shimmer, and sending his chair flying away to slam into a shuttered window. His suit is annihilated, tatters and streams falling like confetti around him. Beneath, his body seems painstakingly crafted into physical perfection, light tan down to the meager thong.
Chi continues to boil and hiss visibly around him, as he undergoes a visual transformation. Skin darkens to an inhuman bronze at his torso, beginning to flow along him. Muscles bulge out and visibly harden in it's wake, running along his arms and legs, and up his grinning throat. When it reaches his rolex, the band shatters, raining down the remnants of the five digit watch. His hair turns a stark silver at last, eyes becoming a sheer white. The ground sinks half an inch beneath his superhuman weight now, as he assumes a loose combative stance. "Don't disappoint me, Lee... I never learned how to hold back...!!"
COMBATSYS: Urien has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Urien takes no action.
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Urien wasn't being locked in with Lee.
Lee was locking the world out.
Lee Chao Lan's fighting reputation was a secondary thing for the executive. That was something that the man had longs built. He was a rich and charming business first; that was always the priority. Lee was expecting some degree of power from this man. What he WASN'T expecting was the waves of chi boiling off of him. The clatter against the chair is well noted; as is the shattering of the table. But the steel holds strong; keeping the chaos of the office from boiling over the rest of the building... or the rest of the city, as the case can be sometimes. Besides, the damage of the furnishings had an easy justification: business expense.
Urien was practically making Lee money!
He is not unfazed by the swaggering, deific form of Mr. Brown. He had experience with those types before. But as the suit is turned into tatters, Lee Chao Lan sees the bodybuilder in full form, bearing only his well oiled body tastefully made decent by a single thong. Lee Chao Lan smirks as he finishes looking over him, with a coy reply.
"Oh my!~"
"Anyways, that will be the first thing we will need to work out." Lee Chao Lan states formally, as his own simple guard comes up. For all of Urien's flare, Lee's two fists up with a spread leg stance was almost quaint. But his own casual reaction to staring down a god was foolhardy... or simply appeareances. "I don't like working with people with poor self-control." Lee Chao Lan explains as he charges at Urien. "It's important that in any working relationship that your partner can show a degree of stability and self-control." He speaks with the same tone as the meeting only moments before, as suddenly takes a step on Urien's knee. "Help me up there. Anyways. What was I saying." He continues as he attempts to climb up on Urien, trying to grab him by the neck as he tries to swing his entire momentium swiftly around Urien's neck, building fast and furious momentum in the hopes of spiking him face-first to the velvet carpeting. All while continuing his calm and collected banter. "Now, have you seriously not learned to hold back? Or do you simply choose not to hold back?"
"These are important details, Urien."
COMBATSYS: Lee has joined the fight here.
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Urien 0/-------/------=|======-\-------\0 LeeChaolan
COMBATSYS: LeeChaolan successfully hits Urien with Lee Stunner.
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Urien 0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\0 LeeChaolan
There's absolutely no reaction from Urien. He simply remains standing there as Lee approaches, glancing down when he's ascended upwards. Grasped by the neck, there's not an ounce of resistance to the sudden hurtle downwards, and his face spams into the ground with significant force. But immediately he lashes out with a backfist, to drive Lee backwards. The air billowing out it's dissatisfaction even with so simple a motion. A planted hand pushes him back upwards, and what's left on the floor is a perfect imprint of Urien's face, nose included. It seems whatever Chi-based transformation he just did, it's rendered him harder then that. "I felt that... just a little, though. Self-control? Holding back? Tch. Is that how you survived? Reeling in your potential and hiding out of sight from the big dogs...? I'll never be that kind of person!!" He moves then, stamping a foot on the ground and launching forward, swinging himself into a short, simplistic bodyblow towards Lee's midsection. Although the explosive force even with so simplistic a motion cannot be understated.
COMBATSYS: Urien successfully hits LeeChaolan with Strong Punch.
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Urien 0/-------/----===|=======\-------\0 LeeChaolan
Face Down.
Slamming Urien down, the reprisal comes with a backhand. Despite the silver-haired man recovering from the slam, the backhand doesn't strike Lee, but gives Urien a chance to get the martial artist off his back. Working with the backhand, he catches it, stepping back with the shove as he regains his own footing. But with it, a look of exasperation. "Dismissing my request, insulting me, and then declaring yourself arrogant. If I was somebody else, you might have just lost yourself a potential business partner-"
"--OAGH-"
The man is cut short as he attempts to twist away from the stomp. But for all his size, the speed that comes brings bone-shattering power... if Lee wasn't twisting away. What would have been a blow that leave men vomitting up their guts, is mitigated by subtle shifts of form and stance. The explosive power knocks Lee off his feet, but as he hits the wall, he is all ready rolling, tumbling with the wall denting impact... and revealing some of the steel reinforcement underneath. Lee lies on his back on the ground.
And he rises back up briskly.
Giving a quick pat towards his abdomen, he already advances on Urien. "-Impressive technique!" The man compliments as he already is pouncing towards Urien... or rather, pouncing near Urien. Stopping short of the titan, he suddenly side steps swiftly as he continues to talk. "Anyways, that's something that's important to understand in a partnership! You like being bold and outgoing! Decisive action, showing up to the big guy like me, and toppling him over! But with every strength, comes weaknesses."
"Let me step back a bit."
Taking another dive to the side, he circles around Urien with fluid agility. "I'm not certain you have experience with partnerships. HAve you ever-" The sentence is cut short. Another bound comes with the constant encircling, this time coming straight for Urien's position. This leap comes with a burst of power, a visciously fast lash of his leg with a aerial thrust kick toward the chest. With it, comes a shout as he finishes his previous sentence, attempting to blast through Urien's position. "HEARD!!!"
"-Of the Kobayashi Theory of Partnerships?"
COMBATSYS: Urien blocks LeeChaolan's Silver Slash.
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Urien 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\0 LeeChaolan
Lee is a very quick, disorienting sort of opponent. The continued attempts at conversation make the entire ordeal somewhat surreal from Urien. He was expecting some kind of bare knuckle brawling, and his own sense of rhythm is being thoroughly put off-kilter by the man. Is he even taking him seriously, or is this all just some grand game for Chao Lan? Impossible to tell, just yet... and the blow he just delivered, although glancing and with a meager stance, was shrugged off with the same ease that Urien himself just displayed.
Suddenly tensing as the leap forward is revealed to be an attack, Urien roars out, thrusting his chest to meet the foot. It's hard as steel, and sends the monolithic Greek sliding back a good meter and change. But he keeps himself upright, mild indent visible where Lee unleashed his strike. "To be honest... I don't get along well with others." Urien readily admits, grin still on his face. "I'm like a hostile environment. People have to adapt to me to survive, or they don't survive. I don't adapt to others. ...but that's precisely why I think you are one of the few men I can work with, Lee... adapting's your speciality, isn't it?" Suddenly lifting up his hand, dense chi electricity ripples up Urien's body. Grasping his hand to brace, a massive gout of gravitational-metallic chi is launched out in a dense, whirling orb right for Lee. This is not explosive; an impact would be like being hit by a cannonball, and only dissipate a few seconds later. The air cracks like a rifle just went off in the enclosed room, sending more shards of wood and debris flitting wildly.
COMBATSYS: LeeChaolan blocks Urien's Metallic Sphere.
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Urien 0/-------/----===|=======\-------\0 LeeChaolan
Of course Lee was taking Urien seriously.
The trouble was, what Lee considered serious was not what most people would think of. Urien clearly had a deeper interest in the G Corporation's biotechnology. That in itself was interest to Lee Chao Lan. BUt if Urien WAS interested in G Corporation, saying no to him wouldn't tell him what exactly he was interested in. And if he is denied legal means... someone like this could use shadier, even more violent means as an alternative. He had no intention of letting a man have full reign of secrets without a struggle or a fight. But there was an old saying. Keep your friends close.
And your enemies closer.
Lee Chao Lan's kick crashes against the unyieldling form of the giant. As he comes thundering off the form, he tries to keep close to the titan, already weaving around to his right flank. And with it, the conversation continues. "That's exactly what the Kobayashi Theory of Partnerships talks about! I am very adaptive, which has a number of strengths. I can tell you are very strong-willed, and dislike changing your ways! That can be a strong trait in negotiations, when we cannot take no for an answer."
As if to make his that point, the electrical energy flares up over Urien's body.
Watching it carefully, Lee adjusts his encircling subtly, increasing his distance away from the titan. As the storm of debris roars forth from the simple shockwave of the oncoming blast of chi, Lee Chao Lan doesn't evade the cannonball of force, but catches it. Heels digging in, he slides fiercely back across the room swiftly... and then, deaccelerates. As he comes to a slow stop at the far wall, he brings his hands together, snuffing out the ball of pure force. The crack of a second shockwave is unleashed as Lee shifts the force behind him, the blast of sound roaring against the wall rips apart the soft drywall, revealing the steel enforcements underneath.
And yet, his suit remains undamaged.
"You already look like a great pressure guy!" Lee compliments with pure sincerity, dusting off his hands. "But I must make this clear. The Kobayashi Theory emphasizes that the most difficult part isn't how well to use your strengths outside of problem solving,"
"But whether we are able to accomendate for each other."
While Lee lacks in the flash and flare of Urien's enormous elemental power, something more subtle can be just as dangerous. As Lee stands back, continues his conversation, an inner light of silver and purple begins to glow. The executive power talking was lighting a flame within the businessman, as he continues to take this very seriously. "As partners, I expect us to work together, not work against each other. Again, it is a very positive sign that you are so open to communicate! I won't lie, I was concerned when you were began very stubborn. But that's a shark personality trait, which can be very beneficial! Though you haven't actually made clear about what -are- your goals expected with me. Oh, where are my manners, I've gotten distracted again." The silver-haired executive holds out his hand, and with it, two fingers, Pulling back his other fist, he gives a playful wink, motioning Urien to come hither. And with it, an invitation, an order.
"Come On."
COMBATSYS: LeeChaolan gathers his will.
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Urien 0/-------/----===|=======\===----\1 LeeChaolan
Catching his metallic sphere is worthy of praise; Urien has no complaints about Lee's combative prowess after the short skirmish. Urien is near his prime, and an obviously less then warmed up Chao Lan is able to keep pace just fine. Both deflected an assault and managed an almost flirtacious smack, the only advantage being the sheer difference in physique allowing him to shrug such off with greater ease. "Hah. I know what you are driving at, I think. Am I the sort to simply backstab you for my own advantage...?" With that, Urien rushes forward. It's not fast, both those lean, armored limbs are incredibly long, and it's like he is everywhere at once.
"Yes. I would."
And with that he tries to wrap them about Lee in a crushing grapple. With the intent of twisting him around upside-down, before intending to leap into the air and drive down in a brutal drive upon the floor. People a few stories down are probably going to be sounding complaints about the noise. It's likely taking all of his aide's abilities to assure everyone the building is not, in fact, under missile attack.
"But that's only if you are weak, Lee. I don't work with weak people. I use them. I devour them...! But if you are strong, you've got nothing to fear. Our goals are different!! You aren't aiming for the realm of the Gods. You'd be happy in the seat of that prong-haired old man, wouldn't you?" Eyes narrow, somewhat more sly. "I don't care about running Mishima Zaibatsu. Not one damn bit. If that's your idea of a throne, you can have it!"
COMBATSYS: Urien successfully hits LeeChaolan with Spartan Drop.
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Urien 0/-------/---====|=======\====---\1 LeeChaolan
Lee Chao Lan was only just warming up.
Urien's bulk was a bit of an issue for the skirmishing fighter. Lee's technique, in his late stage of life, hinged on a sense of guile, creating openings, then exploiting them. Urien's technique was pure bulk augmented with raw power, a true and shining example of a titan. As Urien takes the bait, and comes roaring in. But as he comes for a grapple, a swipe to the face comes. It ends, however, with a clap against Lee's own hand. Nekodamashi. A distraction worth nothing, it seems, as Urien comes roaring in with a clean grapple. The piledriver comes, thundering through the whole of the building, with nary a sound from the silver-haired executive, for once, short of an audible crack. The aide, unfortunately, was not trying to calm down the rest of the building.
She was too busy trying to override the security system, and break into the Gryphon room.
The floor caves in, the carpeting and boards underneath ripping through. Fortunately for Violet Systems, there was more of the steel reinforcement, the Gryphon Room essentially a safe house in terms of security. The same fortune could not extend to it's owner; Lee Chao Lan smashes into the floor hard. But in these close quarters fighting, Urien can feel what the wily Mishima had up his sleeves. Simple, short pushes and jabs come in the grapple, nothing to actually cause harm, especially to a unstoppable giant like Urien, but designed to keep a momentum of control over the titan. Small actions to draw out the unconscious reactions of a trained martial artist, to hit the triggers to direct the muscle memory away from the action on hand. When Lee Chao Lan rises up again, it isn't because of pure grit or unbreakable endurance, like what Urien was unleashing
It was pure expertise.
The white noise of the flurry of feints do not stop as Lee winds back, and perks up with a forward flip back on his feet. A leg dangles out, maybe a kick? But ultimately not. Only a few cracked ribs; Or as it was known in the Mishima household, 'hello.' Taking a deep breath in, Lee adds to the damage and pain. And oddly enough, the suit was still untorn, though obviously stained a bit. But as he shakes out the pain, the dust rolls off as well. A suit that does was both suited for combat and office use?
Perhaps it was one of the secrets of G Corporation.
But on his feet and in close quarters with Urien, he was moving in to seize that momentum again. A jab comes, and withdraws away as he speaks and rotates. "Isn't that the problem though? I could tell that you were a shark coming in, sharks are notorious to work with. The problem is that the only way to ensure a working trust with you is to prove I am stronger, and put you in line. But you are the type of person that would resent that!" The Hitman stance was broken apart now, how unfortunate. He had to adapt, and if he didn't strike now in close quarters, he was in trouble. The snap of a kick comes, inviting Urien to take the bait. It was a real kick, to be certain, but amongst the feints, it might slip through.
But that was only the beginning.
"But if I prove myself weaker, well, you say yourself. You would control me, hardly worthy of any partnership. The balance I am trying to find is you as my equal." If the bait is taken, or even ignored, it would open up for the follow through: to use the point of impact as a footstool to step right up into Urien, and whip around with a roundhouse heel kick straight for the titan's neck. But not a true roundhouse; A hooking kick to not smash through the giant, but to catch him by the neck as before, to bring all that momentum back down into the crater of steel and broken floor. "And if I can't beat you..."
"...Then what does it serve me to work with you?"
COMBATSYS: LeeChaolan successfully hits Urien with Mist Trap.
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Urien 0/-------/-======|=======\=====--\1 LeeChaolan
There was no guile or subtleness to Urien's manner of assault. Sheer, unrelenting force that cannot be shunted away. Lee would find him to be completely open on the surface, offering little care towards guarding himself. His stance is aggressive, instead emphasizing his reach and ability to leverage powerful strikes with little warning. Yet beneath it all, Lee's cunning mind and genius tactics can see the true heart of an actual style. Urien is fighting along with the creed of martial mastery, ingrained into his body with the care and attention every muscle and leyline of chi has. He has been living and breathing combat long enough it seems utterly natural... which belies the expertise and efficiency that goes far beyond simple instinct.
Which is precisely why Lee's attempt works. If he was just a hulking brute, chances are he would never be able to even lay a hand on Lee. The likes of Hugo or Zangief are within his realm of power, but the difference is clear engaging Urien. Yet more then anything, what Urien wants to know is the power behind Lee's clothing. Could it even survive him manifesting his metallic chi?! Such a fortune it would save!! Although he isn't particularly modest... the world is gifted with his perfection every time he explodes out of a $13,285 custom-tailored Oxxford.
"Hmm." Urien states, seeming to contemplate Lee's little conundrum himself. Indeed, there seemed to be almost no reaction to the kick. The reason that Urien does not bother with a guard is that with his unique body, it's simply not needed. A rigid flex of muscle condenses his empowered flesh, and the feinting kick finds unrelenting stone against his ribs. Although there's some surprise when the followup turns out to be a grapple rather then an impact... he fails to catch himself, and slams with a satisfying *CRASH* into the floor. What might be less satisfying is how he bursts back upright without much of a pause, sending wooden floorboards and dust flying in all directions. Yet the intention is successful -- beneath that bulletproof skin, the rest of him takes the damage from the impact just fine. Slow and steady wins the race.
"Then your best bet is to barely beat me, or barely lose to me, Mr. Chao Lan. If I'm not confident whether I can take you in any given moment, that is the safest line for our work...!" Stamping down a foot, he then unleashes a short upper, completely lacking all of the calculating finesse that Lee has been displaying: A painful strike, and nothing more. Truly contrasts, in every way!
COMBATSYS: LeeChaolan blocks Urien's Medium Punch.
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Urien 0/-------/-======|=======\=====--\1 LeeChaolan
Down the colossus falls.
The feint wasn't fully successful, that was true. But it was mostly successful. As he brings the titan down, he recovers swiftly, ready to follow up with a second pounding. But Urien does not break easily, and he does not break for long. He was gradually grinding down the giant, with only mixed success. As the upper comes to break the flow, Lee throws up an arm to parry. The parry falls into a block, and a partial contact with the forelimb. A responsive stomp comes from Lee, the force of the blow going down into the steel floor. A distant hammering is heard... but Lee focuses on Urien instead.
"That's brilliant!"
There isn't a mockery in Lee's voice. But sheer encouragement. By barely coming out on top, there is a fear that one would be able to take out the other, and the hope of being able to turn on the moment. The ultimate challenge to dominance is uncertainity, after all. Urien was more than just an Adonis, but had a sharp mind to boot. A sharp mind... and a sharp technique. Taking down Urien wasn't hard, but making it stick was tricky.
But Lee Chao Lan had plenty of tricks, still.
"Hang on a moment, Urien, I need to drop your guard for a second." Lee responds with almost casually, as he breaks from the blocked upper with a step forward. Another dive comes, this time low. Ducking low with a kick to the shin, he rises back up. A middle punch comes... and with it, comes a grab. Should Lee get his grips on Urien's arm, he would wrench it, twisting it back and down, trying to force him to the ground. If Urien doesn't cooperate? Then Lee would stomp into the back of Urien's knee... and if that doesn't serve, stomp his head down. And should that come... a question.
"Oh, right."
"Golf or Tennis?"
COMBATSYS: Urien blocks LeeChaolan's Lee Harassment.
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Urien 0/-------/=======|=======\======-\1 LeeChaolan
"Mmm?" Urien certainly did drop his guard, at least within the limits of such. He still reacts to the motions of Lee's assault, completely subconscious. Although this might be quite the struggle for Lee, through and through. The blow to the shin rebounds off harmlessly. It can be easy to forget, he's armored like a tank to most assaults. There's no ability to make him flinch in pain or distract him with such blows... they are like being lightly patted, making some basics in Lee's manipulative style more difficult. The punch strikes into a forearm, a grin beginning to show on Urien's face before he's grasped instead. Yanked forward, he catches himself shortly after. One knee thumps heavily upon the floor, arm twisted with a grunt. A blow to the knee makes him stagger, bowing even further...
But then with a mighty roar chi flares through Urien's body, and he surges upwards. Sheer physical strength overcomes Lee just before he manages to break through the last of his defenses. Although he's laughing then, and it sounds more genuine. "I don't hate you, Lee...!" That's probably some high honors from a man like him. Flexing his fingers a moment, a sudden dart forward follows. He lifts up his arms, palms facing down, creating a sudden juxtaposition where he seems not only very vulnerable, but also on the verge of any number of attacks. Only to suddenly throw his entire body forward, a veritable wall of mass attempting to impact Lee like a freight train -- to heft him upon a shoulder and slam him into the sealed door, although unless otherwise deflected he's liable to dent it outwards a good half inch, to the chagrin of his desperate aide outside. "Tennis, of course. Driving around those shitty carts and delicately smacking golf balls around... tch!!"
COMBATSYS: LeeChaolan dodges Urien's Chariot Tackle.
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Urien 0/-------/=======|=======\======-\1 LeeChaolan
It was a challenge.
Lee Chao Lan was fighting against a fully-armored juggernaut. If Lee needed a test of strength, Urien was passing with flying colors. As he lands the blows, he gets the grip, and pounds down again and again on the titan... but then the assault is broken by a surge of chi. The roar of energy is met with two more punches, lashing out to keep the charge in check. But as Urien responds with a punch, something had changed on Lee. Now, he was not wearing a smirk, but a frown.
"Really?! Tennis?"
Lee's disappointment cuts through like a knife. "How can you not like golf? Oh dear. Well, I suppose I can comprimise with tennis. But I just can't understand why you wouldn't like golf? Is it the muscles?" Lee questions desperately. It seemed that Urien touched on a sore spot for the silver-haired executive. "Bah, we could work something out." He sighs forlornly as he side steps Urien easily and flawlessly, a change of pace from before... and letting his momentum take him right into the door. It nearly knocks the door of the hinges, and shouting erupts from behind the door. The silver-haired executive looks at Urien, pondering.
And that smirk returns.
Exploding with speed, he decides to exploit the opportunity. Leading in with a straight kick, he follows up with a spin into a round house. As the round house comes, he sneaks in with a back fist, before letting the kick come. Trying to hammer the brute into the door, he pressures Urien more and more, trying to blow the door off the hinges with the titan. As the kick comes, Lee finally takes to the air, attempting once again to wrap his legs around around his potential partner's neck... and slam him visciously through the steel door.
"I think I am growing fond of you!"
COMBATSYS: LeeChaolan successfully hits Urien with Mercury Drive.
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Urien 1/------=/=======|=======\-------\0 LeeChaolan
The shoulder charge definitely had far too much power behind it. That door is likely reinforced against any modern weaponry that's available, although they likely don't do testing with super-dense genetically perfected Greeks rushing forward with all of their considerable power. Spreading his stance and beginning to turn around, the whirling sidekick catches him right in the face. He twists away with a grunt of surprise, but initially doesn't move... only after the second backfist does he slam into the dented door with a heavy *crack*, and there's a spatter of blood on the adjacent wall. Staggered, he has no defense against the last strike, hurtling him backwards. The last bit of steel binding gives way, and he goes crashing out into the hallway, sliding on his back and ripping up the carpet in the hall. But still, a knifehand strikes out... Lee has no choice but to leap off, unless he wishes to get impaled!!
He finally seems to be slow as he raises up, blood dripping from his mouth. Working his jaw, a heavy spit deposits a tooth bouncing away. No particular notice is given to the security and wayward aide that are likely flooding the hall. It might look like Lee is being attacked, although not entirely without success.
"Hahahaha...!! I felt that one." Chi ripples and flows across his darkened skin, as he cracks his neck in a sharp jerk of the head. Continuing to focus his considerable reserves of energy, his mass seems to be increasing... the ground suddenly dents, and without the steel reinforcement he might very well collapse through to a lower level. "I think we've finished sizing each other up... shall we begin the climax...?"
COMBATSYS: Urien focuses on his next action.
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Urien 1/------=/=======|=======\-------\0 LeeChaolan
Maybe martial arts was their common sport?
The frenzy of blows finally cracks the Gryphon, blasting not only the door, but the welding equipment that was beginning to be set up. A team of two dozen fully-armed security officers, in complete anti-terror gear, fall back swiftly as the duo comes roaring force. The Aide gasps, pulling the phone from her ear. As the knife hand bursts out, the executive deftly pushes it aside, stepping back from the titan. And suddenly, he snaps his fingers. The security forces and the aide look confused. Finally, Lee looks over to his secretary, and winks at her.
"It's 10:05!"
The woman blinks once, before digging around in her satchel. Finally, she digs out a small bottle, and chucks it towards her boss. A Five-Hour Energy is caught, with the executive downing it in a single swig. Tossing it back to his aide, he adjusts his cuffs. "I'm not used to rushing a climax," He begins, looking down Urien's way, the iron body of the fighter inviting him.
"But I can make an exception for you!"
Lee Chao Lan explodes forward, diving towards Urien. He launches out a high round house kick... but pulls away, falling short. He throw out a second round house, pulling away, falling short. And then, the third kick comes, and it is real. The silver-haired fighter keeps unleashing what seems to be an infinite chain of kicks, faster and faster, pulling the kick to fall short intermediately, to force Urien to choose between the real kicks... and the fake ones. To drive him back into his own men, to pressure him down.
And to build towards that climax.
COMBATSYS: Urien fails to interrupt Acid Storm from LeeChaolan with Aegis Reflector.
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Urien 0/-------/-----==|=======\=------\1 LeeChaolan
There's not really much concern given to the assembled security team. Urien is not your average fighter -- anyone at his and Lee's level is resistant to bullets, but he has a more supernatural level of armor then many can hope to boast. It might just tickle him, all things considered. Continuing to build up energy, he openly boasts for the other man to come. Yes, it's a trap. He's going to do something to intercept him, that much is crystal clear. Will he take the bait? Of course. If it were anything but, he'd be disappointed. Both hands raise, assuming a seemingly vulnerable stance. And -- now!!
"AEGIS REFLECTOR!!"
Suddenly, a super-dense gravitational shield erupts outwards, spouting lightning in all directions. It crackles, blackening the walls, blowing out a light overhead, and likely causing the supposed help to scatter. But Lee manages to evade it... the shield crashes into the broken door, a horrible smell of burning metal hissing in the air as the transparent wall shimmers and shudders. Eyes widen a moment before the kick slams home, undefended. Step by step he's staggered away, failing to hold his ground, before a final blow to Urien's face causes him to twist away and fall to his knee, one hand upon the ground.
"...!! Haha... hahaha...!!" Ignoring the gaggle of security surrounding him, he twists back to face Lee, smoke and steam billowing from a dozen dents in his torso where his chi-bolstered flesh gave in. "Good!! Your strength is the real deal, Mr. Chao Lan...!!" Bright blood slowly slithers down the corner of Urien's mouth. An almost masochistic expression is on his face, arms spreading invitingly. "Come!! Go for the throat, silver demon, if you can!!"
Lee knows a trap when he sees it.
Just like when Urien came in. Just like why he had the Gryphon room set up. Sometimes, the best way to subvert a trap is to walk right into it. After all, if one avoids the trap, then another trap will be set. The best offense is one that pretends to be blind, oblivious of the serious business... and then, when the time comes, reveal just how aware one is.
And that is what saves Lee.
As shield blasts out, one of the kicks that fall short pivots into a dodge. Side stepping the blast, Lee is already to Urien's side, throwing out another feint before continuing the frantic assault. Finally, the titan falls back, crashing down....
And the endless chain of kicks stop.
The security guards surround the mostly-naked giant, submachineguns aimed squarely at him. But a hand from Lee causes them to turn their guns away. "Did you think any less of me, Urien?" The man states with a wink and a smirk. The Aide looks somewhat embarrassed, trying to talk on the phone as Lee steps back briefly.
And then he begins to charge up.
Surging with energy, a silver light comes over Lee. Tendrils of force spiral across his body and and limbs, a look of focus burning on his face. Finally, the charge breaks. Bounding through the air with a flying kick, he attempts to drive that kick violently into Urien's chest at blazing speed... and to step into that kick. The assault finishes with a bone-shattering back swing roundhouse kick at Urien's neck. This wasn't expertise this time. It wasn't playful grapple. "Kiiiiiaaaaai!" Comes the roar as pure power comes to down the giant.
A lion hidden within the unicorn.
COMBATSYS: LeeChaolan successfully hits Urien with Silver Cyclone.
- Excellent Hit! -
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Urien 0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0 LeeChaolan
Well, Urien was certainly not giving up when he called Lee out to finish him off. However, throughout the entire fight thus far, he's used quality and numbers to strike home, The sudden rush forward catches him off-guard, beginning to harden his muscles with a snarl. But he's too late, and the blow strikes home true right in the center of his chest. Eyes bug out, and for all his density, the feel is a familiar one... that of someone being broken beneath Lee's heel, all the same. The roundhouse impact to his neck lifts Urien clean off his feet, and he goes spiraling into the wall, crashing through and scraping along metal supports before he crashes hard on his face. That's it. The fight's over...
Eventually, anyway. One hand slams down, then the other, as sheer adrenaline rushes through. Chi hisses and pops, and Urien gets back to his feet with a snarl. "Good... good... you're a worthy man, Mr. Lee... Worthy enough to be a business associate..." Turning back towards the other man, both hands suddenly glow black, with that same peculiar magnetic lightning rushing off. A peculiar humming sound fills the hallway, and everything that's ferrous metal begins to tug heavily in Urien's direction. "But... I refuse to lose... without showing my appreciation...!!"
A growing ball of energy begins to form before Urien. The sheer pull of it is enormous now, ripping up the floor, tearing siding off the wall. Lights pop and crack in all directions, as there's peculiar pops and hisses as anything small or magnetic enough sucked within is annihilated. It's large, around four feet, and seems to be tenuous in shape... warbling about. Dangerous. Thoroughly, thoroughly dangerous.
"CATCH...!!"
And then both hands clasp together, before he swings. A brutal blow, he inverses his own magnetic field at the precise moment of impact. This is what might catch Lee off guard. This is not a slow attack; it shrieks through the air with the speed of a bullet, aiming to impact Lee in the chest. But this is infinitely more dense and powerful then the sphere he launched prior... it might not stop until it reaches the end of the hall and crashes through multiple walls, whether or not Mr. Chao Lan is on the recieving end!!
And then with a spasm and grunt, Urien falls back to a kneel. The darkened skin and boosted energy fade away quickly, leaving him with his blonde hair and light tan once more. "Haaa... haaa..."
COMBATSYS: Urien can no longer fight.
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LeeChaolan 0/-------/-----==|
COMBATSYS: Urien successfully hits LeeChaolan with Temporal Thunder.
! VENGEANCE !
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LeeChaolan 0/-------/-----==|
Deathblow.
As the kick comes roaring in, a little cunning traded for a heap of power. Lee Chao Lan's feints and finesse ends with an executing strike. As Urien falls to his knees, Lee lands down. He looks at Urien, keeping his guard up, trying to keep alert, to keep aware. His ears perk up. The humming. He could sense there was trouble coming. But as the blast of metallic energy comes, he tries to catch it, just like the previous blast of magnetic energy that was unleashed within the Gryphon Room.
Lee should not have caught it.
The secretary screams as Lee tears through the line of security personnel, the blast of magnetic force blasting Lee Chao Lan off his feet. As he blurs past the aide, he finally smashes into a picture frame hanging on the wall, shattering both a nice picture of a ship, as well as cratering the wall. The secretary acts swiftly, Lee's form unmoving. "Quickly! Arrest that man, keep him in holding! The police are on their way, and our medical personnel should be able to keep Lee stabilized until-"
And Lee suddenly rises up.
A smile on his face, and a trickle of blood running down his neck, the executive puts on the appearance of nonchalance. The secretary does not buy it, rushing to him with pleading hands. "Lee! Please! Lay down! We have-" The aide pleads, as Lee dusts off his suit... and suddenly focuses hard on a seam. "I heard you the first time. Call off the police, and the ambulance." The executive interrupts, as his brow furrows. Picking at the seam, he notices the faintest tear. Lee tightens his hand into a fist furiously
This was unacceptable.
"We will keep this internal." The man continues, sounding very disappointed. "Also, while you have your phone ready, get G Corporation on the line. I am unsatisfied with their prototype." The woman sputters a bit, jaw slack. Lee struggles to keep his footing as he takes a step; while his spirit was willing, that last blow from Urien left the body weak. Lee strides across the hallway gingerly, half-stumbling past the stunned security personell. Approaching the kneeling Urien, Lee stops in front of him. "Well, it seems that I have beat you, but only just barely. I believe those are acceptable for a partnership. But with specific terms! You will have some of the G Corporation knowledge, starting from the lowest security clearance. You will be helping me with my projects. As you show that you are more and more useful to me, I will be increasing your clearance accordingly. Notice that you will not need to ask me what you are looking for." Lee holds out his hand to the kneeling Urien.
"Are these terms acceptable?"
COMBATSYS: LeeChaolan takes no action.
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COMBATSYS: Lee has ended the fight here.
There's a scowl given from Urien at the idea of being arrested. He shakily rises to his feet, and looks very much intent on going down hard if they decide to dogpile him, lacking his transformation or not! And go down he would, but hopefully with a couple dragged down kicking and screaming with him. But when Lee manages to get up, there's a look of sheer shock on Urien's face. That was not a kiddy attack; it had murderous intent. Oh, not because he wants Lee to die. Of course not. Simply that it would be fine for it to crush him, if he lacked the ability to survive it. An important distinction.
"...yes, you did." Urien states, suddenly wondering. Was he truly hit by his final attack? Or did he allow it, to close the gap? Interesting, indeed. "You dare question my worth, Mr. Chao Lan?" He reaches out, attempting to clamp hands to either side of the smaller man's face and squish it like a mother might. "Normally, I would fold you into a cube for daring to let such a word leave your mouth... Instead, I will show you something interesting." Reaching into the waistband of his thong, a business card is pulled out. Sleek with silver print. It has only a single letter on it -- 'G'. On the back is a phone number.
"Call this, and I will give you a tour of my own... business. Once you see what I am capable of, you will see precisely why I am interested in G Corporation... and the value that lending me this information has. You can have your useless stock... It has no more use to me, and I'd say you earned it!"
It really was a coincidence, wasn't it?
That Lee was just hurt enough to make it clear Urien could bring him down. Was it part of an elaborate manipulation? Or was Urien truly capable of toppling Lee? Or was that what Lee is banking on, that Urien is uncertain that it is all part of Lee's plan, or actual talent? When dealing with a trickster of Lee's caliber, anything could be just idle banter, or serious planning.
Such cunning is how Lee survived the Mishima family.
As Urien initially responds with an act of violence, Lee's arm twitches, a quiet defensive stance taking place. Lee could still fight. But staring down the shark, he could see the true motives of the man. Bluster. A show of strength, to hide a weakness. Just like what Lee was doing right now. A small cough comes, a trickle of blood from the corner of the mouth. Just a bit of lung, as Lee frisks up the card. "Oh? Those things have pockets?" Lee questions, with a hint of bemusement. A twinkle glistens in Lee Chao Lan's eye. " Well, thank you very much for the stock. I can't ~wait~ to visit your facilities. I have a feeling that this partnership will be..." Sweeping his hands, he turns to his secretary, as the team of security guards And to drive the point home, Lee gives a thumbs up to Urien, with a wink.
"Excellent~"
Log created on 15:07:27 05/18/2013 by Urien, and last modified on 17:14:03 05/19/2013.