SNF 2018.04 - SNF: Oliver Twisted

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Description: In every street corner in every city, there are orphans. And who better to take care of them than fighters? Bringing a care package for the lost children of the Metro Streets, Jira Kasagi returns after her long absence. Jira Kasagi fights for the rights of orphans in the slums of Metro City. Opposed to her? The charming Mr. Burr has his own plans for the youths, especially on an upcoming trip to Columbia. Will the kids be receiving packages of goodwill? Or will they find themselves delivering packages of goodwill under the guidance of Mr. Burr?

The Slums! Fabulous, Glorious, Magnificent! Metro City's dregs and the beloved orphans shuffle about their day-to-day. Well today's about to get a bazillion times better for those little urchins!

Jira Kasagi is tugging along a classic Red Rider wagon with delight incarnate sealed up in the confines of a sturdily packaged wooden crate atop the wagon. To the event's drop point would place her infront of one 'Haggar Orphanage for the Needy'.

With atleast Jira in position she gives a bright smile and thumbs-up to the Camera, "Hello everyone! I hope everyone is great today, I've got a gift for the orphanage that will make great Even Better!" she chimes loudly, but it seems her english is probably in need of some small touching up. Following her proclamation she offers more excitable waves and warm expressions to those that'd gathered.

From behind Jira, not too far away, comes a repeated 'CLACK! CLACK! CLACK!' sound......

It isn't hard to tell that whoever it is WANTS to be seen. Its instantly seen what is making it when viewed.

The elegant Mr.Burr slowly makes his way towards the orphanage as well, his cane making quite a racket as he taps it on the ground with each alternate step. He has a big smile on his aged face, and his clothes are absolutely impeccable as always.

He tips his hat to Jira, looking around "M'lady. I presume this is the establishment in need of..... assistance?". Not far away, a crowd of men gather, seeming to be merely watching "This place could use a good remodelling, so i brought along some individuals skilled in such labors.... provided, of course, that anyone is interested".

Placing his hat back on his head, he grins with devilish charisma at Jira "We can commence with the fisticuffs are your leasure". He then steps back, and waits for Jira to be good and ready, hands placed on the head of his cane, back straight, shoulders high.

He IS a gentleman, after all!

Jira pivots on her left heel to turn and face the clacking sound. Her expression remains warm and friendly towards Burr and she greets him, "You are not mistaken, this is the orphanage." with a gesture of her left hand to the sign on the building.

To the invitation of fisticuffs she nods. Then she brings her hands together and punching her right fist into her left palm, bowing politely to Burr. "As you wish, Burr-san. Let's get started."

The few Jira fans aren't so surprised by her momentary lapse in stance. She falters for just a moment, her body bulks up and a faint white glow flashes off of her form. When she regains composure, her voice is mixed with an aged, male counterpart.

"Let us begin, it's been a while since the last fight." the voices beckon, Jira's arms extending to both of her sides with palms extended, fingers curled lightly. "If Fisticuffs is your preferred method, I hope you don't mind the change in pace." what that could mean isn't clear.

COMBATSYS: Jira has started a fight here.

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COMBATSYS: Mr.Burr has joined the fight here.

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Mr.Burr          0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0             Jira

A short, western-style bow is Burrs only response "Bring what you will, my dear".

Standing back up, he stands before her in a profile position, cane on the ground out in front with his left hand resting upon it's handle, right hand clenched and behind the small of his back in proper 'attention' position.

Before Jira can react, he lifts his cane, and fires a small beam of green chi from it's tip as if it were a long-barreled pistol!

COMBATSYS: Jira blocks Mr.Burr's Cane Beam.

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Mr.Burr          0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0             Jira

Jira's smile remains present, friendly even if some of the warmth has faded. Her bulking up is momentarily interrupted as a green beam of unfriendliness is heading towards her. Her arms cross quickly and catch the beam before it hits somewhere more sensitive. Her teeth grit at the sensation of chi.. it's been long enough she'd forgotten, almost, her distaste for it. She makes an awkward few steps forward, still shaking off that foreign feeling, and makes a fast swipe of her leg towards Burr's midsection, twisting at the distance of connection, and drawing back to resume her fighting stance- though with her muscles tensed and that hazy white glow resumed. So much for just fists!

COMBATSYS: Mr.Burr endures Jira's Light Kick.

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Mr.Burr          0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0             Jira

With a smug grin, Burr simply stands there, watching the kick coming.

Jira would feel an impact on metal, as the plating built into his fancy suit absorbs the blow. There is little more than a slight bend of his torso as his stomach absorbs the shock "Well, ALMOST a noble attempt....."

He spins his cane blindingly fast on his wrist, stopping it in 'high' kendo position just in time to SLAM it down towards Jiras head, afterwards holding it in middle sword position, ready to potentially ward off any potential followups if need be

COMBATSYS: Jira fails to counter Cane Twirl from Mr.Burr with Equalizer.

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Mr.Burr          0/-------/---====|=====--\-------\0             Jira

After re-centering, Jira's hands go in to close. But her experience against kendoka is limited, freshly muscled limbs fail to grab the cane as it comes down and Jira's forehead rings with the sound of cane... leaving the lass rattled and slipping facefirst onto the ground. Definately not her best moment, but if she's going to get back into the game, she's gotta go for it!

Both voices give a little huff of frustration, "Almost. Not quite." as she rolls back onto her feet. Mildly dazed still, first chi now cane to face.

Cane lowering, Burr steps forwards and lifts his foot, saying "I DO apologize for being so unsporting..... "

The moment he finishes, his foot is sent straight towards Jiras face as she lies on the ground dazed! The look in Burrs eyes is clear: he is absolutely NOT sorry!

COMBATSYS: Jira endures Mr.Burr's Strong Kick.

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Mr.Burr          0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\1             Jira

Jira's been hit a bunch at this point, so getting kicked in the face doesn't act as much deterrant for her. She presses into Burr's kick and sends her left arm out to grab his ankle... if she can get a grip, she'll pull him down to raise herself up and begin a string of palm and elbow strikes on her way up, then a sweep to Burr's leg and a shove all while her movements shine a furious white and quiet whispers echo into the air.

Whether she hits or not, she moves to get on her feet again with a bit more shine than she had going down.

COMBATSYS: Jira successfully hits Mr.Burr with Conflict Unending.

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Mr.Burr          1/------=/=======|-------\-------\0             Jira

The sound of metal being struck rings out through the street as Jiras attacks impact Burrs formerly impeccable style of dress! A few holes are now present in the clothing, revealing the metal beneath, though this does not dissuade him!

Swept off his feet, he quickly pulls into a crouch, and his eyes gloooow a greenish color for a moment. His hand goes to his blade, the edge glowing a matching green, as he suddenly blurs into motion!

With a single fluid step, he passes Jira, draws his cane sword, and gives a single powerful slash as he goes! Once on the other side, he resheathes the blade, turning to see what if any damage has been the result.

COMBATSYS: Mr.Burr successfully hits Jira with Fly Splitter.

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Mr.Burr          0/-------/------=|=======\-------\0             Jira

That attack was fast. Enough that Jira hadn't really much time to notice it. Her best attempt to lean into the attack resulted in doing so after it passed, and her going down to one knee. At this point she's having doubts of her ability to keep up, so she spends a moment down on her knee like that. More white energy flickers and rolls off of her form, whines and whispers tainting the space around her. Though it changes to a bright pink and her form seems to 'deflate' a little, slowly.

"That was a spectacular amount of ouch. Good hit!" she chimes to Burr after a few moments to catch her breath, with the second voice gone from her tone this time. "Let's continue!" she cheers, drawing her sword out from her left palm and brandishing it in the air, taking it into a one-handed side grip while her other hand remains crossed over her chest.

COMBATSYS: Jira enters a meditative state.

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Mr.Burr          0/-------/------=|=======\-------\1             Jira

Burr brandishes his cane like a rapier, with emphesis on the tip "En garde, my dear!".

With a quick move, he thrusts it forwards, attempting to manuever her into position for a followup strike with his knee, finishing with a grab of the wrist, a hook of the ankle, and an overhwad throw that becomes a polite bow should it complete successfully!

COMBATSYS: Jira dodges Mr.Burr's Combo Grapple.

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Mr.Burr          0/-------/------=|=======\-------\1             Jira

Jira's little shift in physique, despite being out of optimal position, gives her enough freedom to duck out of Burr's thrust and she tumbles off to the side, straightening up and twirling her sword once around in her hand. She lets out a hard breath and gives a long swing of her sword at Burr's midsection, the pink blade flashes through the air and she resumes her warm expression again.

"Close! I guess my guard is not down yet!" she muses in reply.

COMBATSYS: Mr.Burr endures Jira's Random Strike.

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Mr.Burr          0/-------/------=|=======\-------\1             Jira

There is a loud CLANK as the sword bites into the metal protecting Burr..... a hint of red seeps out from beneath the incision, but Burr doesn't seem all that concerned. It hurts, but it isn't going to kill him.

As she passes, he attempts to reach out and grab her by the sword arm! If he succeeds, he literally intends to pick her up with one arm and send her flying with a powerful throw!

COMBATSYS: Jira blocks Mr.Burr's Power Throw.

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Mr.Burr          0/-------/-----==|=======\==-----\1             Jira

Jira can't quite stop the grab, though before she's flung off she does her own twirl in the air to break from Burr's grip, still leaving her to smack into the ground awkwardly and grunt at the loss of breath. From the ground she pushes up, hard. Once she's somewhat on her feet she crosses her arms, then swings them outwards and spins in a rapid circle, her sword swinging through the air around her in a wide arc, flickering around in the air and accompanied by waves of pink light from her body that threatens to wash over and slice through Burr with her energy's signature sensation of pain. With her pirouette there's small motes of energy that whine and carry a painful static sensation lingering in the wake of her spin, slowly falling as she stops the movement.

COMBATSYS: Jira successfully hits Mr.Burr with Petal Spiral EX.

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Mr.Burr          0/-------/--=====|=======\===----\1             Jira

With a grunt, Burr throws up his guard, but he is a bit too late, and the attack comes in from too many angles. Pain courses through him as Jiras energy does it's work on his body. As she passes, he lashes out with his leg, aiming to catch her in the midsection with a shin kick! Simple and basic maybe, but effective when it connects!

COMBATSYS: Jira dodges Mr.Burr's Medium Kick.

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Mr.Burr          0/-------/--=====|=======\===----\1             Jira

Simple, effective. Things that the shin kick might be, however, Jira's not off her feet yet! The distance afforded by her spin gives her enough room to slide back and then take one more step away. Her sword's blade is set to the ground for the weapon to stand at her side and both her hands are brought out to either side.

"Okay Akabara, let us give our all!" she chimes, "I do not know what your plan is, Burr-san, but I cannot let the charity I bring go to waste without a fight!".

Pink light flashes and rolls off of Jira's body, wails and sobs echo in the air as her energy builds up more and more density. Then the entire mass around her focuses into both of her palms, which she brings together as part of a large flap. Stepping forward, then back as her wrists collide the two spheres of crying energy and loosing a gleaming streak that HOWLS towards Burr. The feeling of pain hangs in the air like a static charge, getting hit will definately hurt..

COMBATSYS: Jira successfully hits Mr.Burr with #Legacy of the Bloodrose Clan#.

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Mr.Burr          1/---====/=======|-------\-------\0             Jira

Burr is wholley unprepared for the volume of psychic energy being thrown his way. He is visibly in agony as the attack tears through him, filling his entire being with pain. Everything is white and red in his eyes, his vision all but gone as his nervous system is overwhelmed. He falls to one knee with a shout, the sensation more than even his above-average stamina can handle!

It's all he can do to raise his cane, aiming at the last place he recalled seeing Jira, and letting loose! A large blast of red, violent chi bursts from the tip of his cane, racing through the air towards Jira with all the power Burr was able to muster on short notice......

COMBATSYS: Jira dodges Mr.Burr's Roman Candle.

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Mr.Burr          0/-------/----===|-------\-------\0             Jira

Jira may have landed her hit but she's not out of it yet. The oncoming red menace has her scrambling in a panic, another dose of Chi would surely do her in. She dives for her sword and hits the ground in a side roll, taking in frantic breaths and quickly getting onto her feet, sneakers slipping on her first kick at the ground to start moving.

"It is not over just yet!" she shouts, running over just out of arm's reach of Burr and shoving her right palm out after settling her sword in the left, sending a groan of more pink energy to hit him.. and should it connect, cling to his form and radiate that sensation of pain while it lingers. As her arm comes back in and she stops her movement, she has the flat of her sword poised between herself and Burr, wary, herself ready to fall over.

COMBATSYS: Mr.Burr fails to interrupt Psycho Palm from Jira with Hooked Throw.

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COMBATSYS: Mr.Burr can no longer fight.

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Burr attempts to bring his cane up and hook Jiras wrist. He misses by millimeters, and her strike slams into his chest, sending him flying. He bounces a few times off the concrete, and is still.....

At least, for a few moments.

He soon begins to stir again, chuckling to himself. The mirth increases, soon becoming an all-out laugh as he stands back up. He's battered, beaten, bruised, and his suit is a mess, but he has a large smile to go with his demented and intense stare. Despite the beating, he doesn't even seem to need his cane to walk,letting it hang from his wrist as he claps slow and loud "Bravo my dear! Who knew you had such power in that little body of yours!".

He tilts his head slightly to the side, stare going from intense and uncomfortable to outright spine-chilling. Something is VERY wrong with this man.

"I look forward to seeing what you do next, lass! Congradulations on your victory here. I depart knowing these young ones are in good hands! Nonetheless, i am a gracious loser".

He snaps his fingers, and the men who had come with him move in towards the building, taking measurements, notes on damage, and so on "Why should my loss not be of some use? Let the little ones have the best of both worlds, eh?". He gives Jira a tip of his now badly-scuffed and now mostly metal hat

VICTORY!! Jira wasn't even sure, after that one strike from Burr, she'd be able to come through. Winded and slowly regaining the ability to ambulate without distress, she turns the point of her sword towards herself and presses it harmlessly against her chest. The pink blade, then guard, hilt, handle, pommel, all vanish as it touches her.

"Good fight, but it seems that Kasagi will claim this one!" she cheers excitedly giggling herself at Burr's spirit and his praise. "Thank you Burr-san for your gracious offer. I appreciate your efforts." she muses and turns to move her wagon in, but in a surprising twist of events, the wagon with the care package has already been shoved into the orphanage by a group of the very-same urchins! Eager for their goodies while the fight was going on, Jira now calls after them and runs towards the building after a quick pivot to see and wave to everyone and flash a peace-sign at one of the cameras and a bow to Burr before she goes on to assist the kids and staff with the package and its contents.

COMBATSYS: Jira has ended the fight here.

Watching Jira enter the building, Burrs expression goes from intense and unnerving to dark, his smile now one of insidiousness as he turns to leave. He completely ment what he said. No sense in lying after all. It isn't a TOTAL loss, however. The workmen will indeed upgrade and fix up the orphanage, but with a few choice 'additions' of his own added to the mix. Subtle in nature, but nonetheless useful in the long run. All this and more goes through his head as he saunters off, his phone out and tailer on the line.

She ruined his suit!

Log created on 20:49:00 04/24/2018 by Mr.Burr, and last modified on 14:02:56 04/25/2018.