The Bell Tolls - TBT Act 3 - Robbing Peter To Pay Paul

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Description: Abigail is searching for his truck. He finally gets a clue as to where it is... and finds a certain blonde Illuminati agent waiting for him. With the keys. Of course there's a fight.

At long last! Success!!! Maybe??

Well he sure hopes so! Abigail has grown weary of Southtown. Weary of Japan. Weary of this whole gang war nonsense. He's been harassed by Cody, seen demons and ghosts and that wierd looking girl from The Ring try to attack and kill him and nearly crushed Geese Howards limo and he's got nothing to show for it! Until now.

That same Geese Howard pointed the walking natural disaster towards where a possible sighting of his very distinct Monster Truck may have been seen and that's all it takes for Abigail to go barrelling for Gedo Street. No need to double check the facts and figures here, folk. It's time to go full throttle and get to the bottom of this mess.

And so his approach to Gedn Street is hardly subtle or complex. The ground shakes. Windows rattle, some shatter. Parked cars bounce up and down, and Abigail emerges into view, stepping from between two shaking buildings like some swollen Kaiju, with a dust cloud billowing about his feet and the earth cracking from the pressure of his steps. He pauses only long enough to sniff the air, nostrils flaring widely in search of any tell tale scents of oils, gears and grinding hybrid engines. Then he continues his march.

Really, truly, it's time to let the thing go. Using it as... bait, of sorts, to lure Abigail into causing chaos and all that, was a fine plan, but things are starting to.. wrap up, Kolin can tell. The chaos is going to subside, soon, and with that, the value of keeping the car drops. And it's just...

So ugly.

When Abigail finally charges into the right place, a tucked-away side street off Gedo, there the truck is, in all it's glory(?), parked at the far end. And leaning against it is Kolin, looking casual and casually bored, the heavy fur-lined jacket and the ushanka apparently not bothering her at all, as she spots him arriving, and pushes off the car, stepping forward to meet him.

"I see you're here for your car," she says, her lilting Russian accent sounding detachedly amused, "but I'm afraid there's just one more thing between you and your car..."

A loud wheezing gasp occurs. It's a mixture of a child being both delighted and horrified at the same time. He's found his prized toy..but it's in the jaws of the neighborhood terror-dog. -That- sort of hissing gasp. For a moment, Abigail doesn't know what to do! he's found the the truck and..he seizes up. Does he charge for it? Does he ask questions? Does he go left or right?

Ah, nevermind..this is Abigail after all. It only takes a few seconds for him to come back to his senses and those senses state, thunderously, "MY VROOOM!!! GIVE ME BACK MY TRUCK!!"

With that, the ground rocks explosively as the giant takes off in a running charge for Kolin, bringing his arms up to his side like some over-swole version of Frankenstein's monster. Apparently the time for discussion and explanatio will come later. First he's looking to try and ground Kolin into the ground and then possibly drive over her with the truck afterwards.

COMBATSYS: Kolin has started a fight here.

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Kolin            0/-------/------=|

COMBATSYS: Abigail has joined the fight here.

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Kolin            0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0          Abigail

COMBATSYS: Kolin blocks Abigail's Dynamite Punch.

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Kolin            0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0          Abigail

As expected, Abigail goes with the direct approach. The size difference is... well, massive. Abigail absolutely _dwarfs_ Kolin, and she isn't even amongst the smallest of fighters. But it just goes to show that size and physical strength aren't everything, even when it comes to the purely physical act of crushing someone into the ground.

Abigail might find himself surprised to be stopped--stopped cold--by Kolin, using a cross-arm block to absorb most of the damage potential of that attack. Kolin smiles--but she does not smirk. Despite many reports of Abigail's... easy-to-manipulate nature, Kolin has a healthy respect for the man's physical power. Battles are more often lost when one side does not adequately respect the other.

In order to push the big man back, Kolin turns her cross-arm block into a series of spear-hand strikes, icy energy flaring around those gloved hands to add an icy chill--and a sharp edge--to those stiff-fingered strikes, ending with a doubled-up thrust to the chest, each strike sounding like breaking ice and glass.

COMBATSYS: Abigail blocks Kolin's Parabellum.

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Kolin            0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0          Abigail

The delicate ringing of shattering glass and falling shards of ice fills the air as the strikes attempt to pierce Abigail's impossibly huge and tough flesh and leave a coating of frost rolling across his immense torso. The sound and visual effect is a stark contrast to the behemoths rumbling antics. He grimaces at how easily his first attack was blocked but the follow up seems to hardly slow him down.

"Are -you- The Dahlia?!" he demands of Kolin before pushing into her attack as if it barely tickled or bothered him at all. "What'd you want my truck for?! Why're you hasslin' me, dammit. Give it back!"

His other arm comes hurtling around, thundering at Kolin like a massive boulder only to stop just short of an attempted strike and instead he simply flicks a huge finger at her. In print, this might seem like he holding back but the truth is that the behemoth is -so- strong he might as well have just hit her with a battering ram meant for a castle door.

COMBATSYS: Kolin dodges Abigail's Red Leaf.

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Kolin            0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0          Abigail

Now there's an intersting bit of information. Kolin hadn't been messing around with the Akatsuki, specifically, though it's certain that some of her machinations in turn affected that group--such is the nature of setting off ripples in an ecosystem. But no, she is not 'The Dahlia'... but if he thinks she's the one responsible for h is missing truck, so much the better.

"Perhaps I work for her," she replies, sounding cool, but almost impish in the way she says it, teasing the possibility to the big man. That all comes before he does--a finger flick? Given that his fists are roughly the size of anvils, really, a finger flick from him is probably roughly equivalent to a punch from a normally-sized person--and in any case, Kolin doesn't want to find out. She almost, almost reacts to the telegraphed smash, but something in the way he moves warns her--and instead of reacting prematurely and putting herself out of position, she holds until that finger comes flying out, and -then- she jolts backwards a meter, that finger hitting nothing.

Fluidly, almost as if it were part of her backstep, she kicks upwards with her right foot, trying to strike Abigail where she believes he might be weakest--his joints. Particularly, in this case, the extended elbow joint, looking to bury the steel toe of her boot into the crick of the elbow and land a strike that'll set the nerves jangling.

COMBATSYS: Abigail interrupts Medium Kick from Kolin with Abi Lift.

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Kolin            1/------=/=======|===----\-------\0          Abigail

And yet Abigail is fast..and often underestimated far, far to much by those who just presume him to be a sloppy ineffecient fighter.

Well..he can come across as sloppy and ineffecient, yes. But he's also still a ranking World Warrior. It came from -somewhere-..

Possibly the fact that he's strong enough to crush cars between his two hands.. Thus when Kolin goes for the strike, he turns, whipping his body around like a spinning top and practically windmilling her with a massive lifting back fist to try and blast her away from him before the tip of her boot can find true purchase. The blow rattles the windows of his beloved truck and kicks up a plume of dust and debris in the wake of his motion.

"I don't believe you!" he booms..having the first bit of instinct on the mess that has been going on locally, "This whole thing is a set up and a screw up and I'm sick o'being manipulated! You're gonna gimme my truck back and YER GONNA TALK!"

Well, she's not gonna talk right *now*, that's for sure, as Abigail's backfist sends her flying backwards. She just manages to catch herself--on the lift gate of the truck--and only puts in a minor dent doing so. That was definitely, definitely a punch strong enough to fell a bull ox, and Kolin knew he was that strong. So no surprises there, in terms of strength. The speed? That's interesting. He's certainly more agile than one would expect from so much meat. That bears further study.

After resting at the fender for all of, well, five seconds or so, Kolin pushes off of the truck, stalking forward slowly, her lips quirked into a half-smile. It doesn't quite reach her eyes, though, as she resumes her stance, those blues fixating on Abigail, cold and remote, scanning him. Reading him.

"I'm afraid it might not be so easy to get me to talk," she replies, only once she's sure she has her voice back, though it's still a little husky--a little rough--with remembered, fading pain.

COMBATSYS: Kolin calculates her next move.

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Kolin            1/------=/=======|===----\-------\0          Abigail

"What're you botherin' me for like this, lady?!" grumblds Abigail as he stalks forward a few steps and then pauses, noting the damage that he just caused to his own property by way of his attack. A missed strike could just as easily lead to him demolishing his truck and that's the very thing he came here for.

"I don't know you! I aint got no stake in this nonsense over here!" He grits his teeth and then finally slams his massive fist to a chest, producing a loud *BOOOM* at the impact, "F..fine! I'll still be satisfied if I beat it out of you! Or just plain beat ya!"

Again he springs forward, lunging at her with a massive arm intending on seizing her and yanking her away from the truck in order to better open up the rest of his arsenal.

A victorious grab will send Kolin for a ride, skywards, up high enough that she'll briefly appear over the tops of the buildings in the area before gravity does the rest of the work for the behemoth. "Hah!"

COMBATSYS: Kolin counters Bay Area Sunrise from Abigail with Frost Touch.

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Kolin            0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\1          Abigail

Kolin stops the onrushing Abigail. This wall of pure meat, surging forward--the smart thing would be to get out of his way. But Kolin knows better--the fact is that he's so large that manuevering around him is not guaranteed, especially when he's capable of such bursts of speed. So Kolin stands her ground--and when that arm comes flying in, she catches it, sinking steel-hard fingers into Abigail's open palm, striking the nerves that are most vulnerable there, redirecting all that momentum down so that his hand hits the ground--and once it touches the ground...

She springs into further action, using that forward momentum against the big man, so that he practically stumbles into her waiting other hand--which carves an icy furrow across his chest, from her left shoulder down to her right hip. Halfway through that she releases her grip on the hand he used to reach for her, only to bring that hand up and hit him with another icy, slashing attack, from her right hip to her left shoulder, and then she brings both hands forward in the same double-spearhand strike that she used moments earlier, sinking those hands right into his torso--solar plexus and just below his ribcage.

She may not be able to force him to back off far, but she'll get -some- room, she hopes. And anyway, she does intend to let him have the truck back. But what fun would it be to just do that?

Well okay then, that sort of hurt.

Nevermind, that really hurt. A shock of pain roars through the behemoths body, bringing back memories of some of the hits he took during World Warrior. It's been ahile since he took a blow like that and it was all done so effortlessly and elegantly that his mind can hardly process the skill by which Kolin is manipulating and manuevering him around. He's practically damaging himself at this point.

His teeth grit, nostrils flaring, body slowly turning red, as his rage builds and boils up towards its explosive peak. As expected, he is not pushed back to far but instead ends up surging forward again, this time slamming his monsterous torso at Kolin with all the grace and power of an incoming out of control semi truck. It's a simple enough bit of movement. A chest bump..from a chest that could rebould a speeding bus off of it.

"KABOOOM!!" he roars, perhaps prematurely, but he's ever exactly been the type to fight with calmness or wait until he got results before bellowing his intentions.

COMBATSYS: Abigail successfully hits Kolin with Hungabee.

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Kolin            0/-------/=======|=======\=------\1          Abigail

KABOOM!, indeed.

Kolin's guard is crushed, this time, the impact once again blowing her back to the truck, where instead of sticking a landing, she impacts with her shoulder, painfully. Fortunately, no dent this time--she hit somewhere where the superstructure was a little sturdier. Still... she releases a ragged breath, and considers her next few moments carefully. For this man to have such physical power and size... no, Kolin doesn't think he's unskilled, at all. A 'normal' person, even with his size, would not have as much agility as he's demonstrated. He could be useful to the organization... not directly, but if he's as easily manipulated as this episode suggests...

She straightens, then twirls, spinning in a fluid, graceful motion that might put an observer in mind of a ballet--somewhat at odds with the tenets of her chosen and trained style, but she never really worried about that.

As she twists, she slings her right arm up, flinging a nearly-invisible mass of energy into the air--where it becomes more immediately visible as it expands into a chunk of ice, a mass of sharp points, that suddenly and without any real natural reason, starts falling towards Abigail's head.

COMBATSYS: Abigail just-defends Kolin's Hailstorm!

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Kolin            0/-------/=======|=======\=------\1          Abigail

That's..uh..quite the hard head he must have.

The ice chunk slams into him and shatters. Chunks of the boulder liek mass go spraying in every direction and raining down the mountain range expanse of the behemoths flesh as he strides forward, unhindered and unharmed, towards Kolin. Manipulated easily - possibly - but clearly it is wise to not underestimate him as his eptiteth of 'The Superhuman Hot Rodder' is well earned.

As he moves, his body continues that reddening until suddenly his immense seems to inflate even larger in a sudden burst of expanding muscle and sinew piling atop itself in explosive amounts. His shirt stretches to ripping points, seams bursting apart as the behemoths physical immensity becomes impossibly greater..

"Listen..lady...." he rumbles, bearing down on Kolin as his shirt continues splitting apart under the added muscle growth, "You could still get out of this without being mashed into bein' a hood ornament.. ANSWER MY QUESTIONS!"


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Kolin            0/-------/=======|=======\=====--\1          Abigail

Kolin looks supremely unimpressed with the shirt-ripping Incredible Hulk routine. Probably because she's seen it too many times from Urien, who has ruined too many good suits showing off that chiseled body. Hopefully Abigail isn't rocking a banana hammock underneath all that. That arrogance, though.

Kolin favors Abigail with a small smile. It's as cold and wintry as a Siberian wind, and it doesn't go any further than the corners of her mouth. "The tides of battle wash many ways. If you think to _intimidate_ me with this little macho display, you are failing." After all, he was already huge--getting bigger doesn't mean all that much.

"Still... you did do me a favor by showing me your skills." And she really means that. Collecting data on possible tools--or obstacles--is an important part of her job, after all. The file on Abigail has gained some information, and that information will be put to good use soon.

Reaching into a pocket, she pulls out the keys to the truck, jingling them slightly. "Would you rather have the truck, or try to beat me?" she asks, her voice lilting upwards at the end. The truck, or try to get answers from her? What is his choice?

COMBATSYS: Kolin gains composure.

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Kolin            0/-------/-======|=======\=====--\1          Abigail

She did not just compare him to Urien, mentally at least. Abigail must be slipping.

He grits his teeth but is given some pause as he considers her words. He really -is- curious... This is just..a heck of a lot of trouble and for what? Why would the Yakuza want his truck? Get him to drag himself all the way out of Metro City to Southtown and basically beat anyone and everyone up in sight in order to find it..and now this?

He locks onto the keys and purses his lips, eyes squinting in consideration of her question. He really needs to know? And so the answer is clear.


With that he lunges at her once again, clearing the distance and looming high overhead with a burst of steam billowing from his nostrils! His massive palm hurtles down towards her, attempting to slam her into the earth and then grip her and lift her up thunderously for a savage array of speed boxing like strikes--

COMBATSYS: Abigail knocks away Kolin with Abigail Special.

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Kolin            2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|=------\-------\0          Abigail


Abigail's voice bellows with rising glee and volume as his immense fists rocket out in a series of steady rolling punches that treat Kolin's body as if it were little more then a speed punching bag being repeatedly struck by fists the size of boulders.

The area shakes from the force of the impacts as the suerhuman hot rodder completes his boxing 'session' and then rears back with an open palm to swing around and send it impacting against Kolin with a final strike. The thunderous impact sends the blond fatale hurtling away, finally clearing a path between him and the monster truck as he deliberatly aims towards the nearest object for her to collide into, be it a wall, pole or even a simple cargo crate.

Caught, Kolin is helpless as Abigail literally boxes her, the impact striking, incredible, the last punch sending her into the darkness, impacting against *something* that doesn't break. For a moment--a long moment--all is silent, and then, from the darkness beyond the truck, she chuckles, although it's a pained sound--clearly she felt that in many, many ways.

But no other words--just the tinkle of keys, arcing out into the light. Of course, they aren't just her keys--whether they land on the ground, or whether Abigail tries to catch them, upon contact with either, they'll--explode. Sort of. Not explode, but the freezing energy the blonde had displayed throughout the fight will _surge_, flaring outwards, blanketing the area in a wave of freezing power.

She knows it won't beat Abigail--and that really isn't the point, is it? It's just cover, as she signals to hidden assets--assets that would have been there even if she had won the fight, to take her away--that she needs an extraction, stat.

In any case, after that explosion of icy energy, Abigail will find the keys to his truck, encased in a slender stalagmite of ice that glimmers beneath the lights.

Truck, but no answers. It's not likely that Abigail would have had the skills necessary to make a woman like Kolin talk, anyways, but one never truly knows, does one?

COMBATSYS: Kolin can no longer fight.

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COMBATSYS: Kolin successfully hits Abigail with Diamond Dust EX.

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Abigail          0/-------/--=====|

His world is temporarily winter. He's frozen in a triumumphant grinning pose, boulder of a fist gripped around his keys, and body poised huge and dramatic as it rears up in motion, preparing to follow up on his promise to make Kolin talk - or at least make the attempt. And then he's frozen and captured. A snapshot in time that lasts long enough for Kolin to be retrieved by the same mystery Abigail was determined to understand. And not an instant to soon.

Ice explodes everywhere and frost mists upwards and outwards, filling the space dramatically as Abigail flexes and crushes his way out of the binding crystals. He blinks a few times, confused and then frowning once more as he realizes his quarry has escaped.r
"Bah! Bunch..pyschos! Your little ice magic aint good enough to stop me, Elsa! I've got anti-freeze!"

But it's a bellow that likely won't be returned any and he grumbles as he approaches his truck to prepare to give it a good visual inspection, "..Elsa..Elsa.. I shoulda thought of that one sooner.."

COMBATSYS: Abigail has ended the fight here.

Log created on 20:24:54 10/16/2018 by Kolin, and last modified on 23:23:38 10/20/2018.