Velvet Blue - Bit of the old Ultraviolence

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Description: After a barfight erupts in a dive on Halloween, Velvet mistakes Steve for a rowdy British man looking for a brawl. But surprises are in store.

'POLEKATZ' had seemed like it might be a decent spot to frequent tonight. The interior was a bit of a dive, certainly--with the waitresses oft getting fed up with the clientele and people getting tossed out on their head. Right now however it's Halloween, and perhaps expectedly people are spending their time here, getting completely rounded! At least they're starting off the holiday season right!

For the 'live entertainment' on stage tonight, however, it's been equally rough. A glass shatters against the edge of the stage where the performer is still clutching the microphone, as a fight breaks out nearby. Velvet was standing there, clad in cut-off jean shorts, tights, knee-length black boots and what looked like a sleeveless leather crop-top--buttoned up along the side with thick silver buttons. To be fair, Velvet was used to more 'civil' crowds than this--but when people started to throw shit, it was high time to jump down from the stage--and start throwing punches!

After his lost fight with Aranha, Steve decided to lick his wounds and visit a spot where he could do some drinking and hopefully not be recognized. He was having a beer at the counter when a unusual performance aroused the crowd to start a wild brawl. The sounds of stomping feet on broken glass filled the room and punches were thrown.

"Bloody amateurs" Steve exclaimed as he stood up from his stool. Wearing a simple purple hoodie and a pair of jeans, with some comfortable sneakers below. Steve took stance ready to defend himself.

For a few moments, the barfight is actually kinda fun--at least as hopping back and forth and dodging and feinting with a broken bottle and some stupendously pissed guy can be! That is until a knife is pulled--the blade whickering out a foot or so from Velvet's face--at which the bottle is dropped and Velvet makes a conscious decision to grab the guy's wrist and sink those fanged teeth of his into the man's tightened fist to make him drop it. Blood spurts, and that's about where the crowd around them begins to part like the red sea--the darkstalker's magical glamour flickering for a moment as bright yellow, cat-like eyes can be seen as he wipes his face and chin with his hand. He kicks the knife underneath a table with a dispassionate look, before gesturing to come hither.

"'Mon then," a phrase that in the West side of the Atlantic might be not as well understood as 'lets go', or 'take a swing', heck even 'Come and 'ave a go', might have been better understood here, as it was decidedly Celtic in origin.

Steve was throwing punches left and right as the completely uncontrollable crowd believed it was a good idea to attack a former Boxing world champion. Most of them went down with a single well-aimed punch to the head. Steve had plenty experience with the uncontrolled chaos that are fights like these. He had gotten used to looking around him as much as possible as to not be surprised. As such, it didn't take long for him to down the majority of thugs on his side of the bar.

Suddenly, a commotion from the other side of the neo-lit building suddenly caught his attention. The fighting there took a standstill and a circle had formed around a certain individual. On getting closer, Steve recognized him as the Performer that was one the stage seconds back. Albeit with very distinct animalistic features. After taking it in for a moment he Realized this was probably a Darkstalker. Steve only knew Darkstalkers from the occasional news-message and rumors, but had never seen one in person.

Weren't they supposed to be dangerous?

COMBATSYS: Velvet Blue has started a fight here on the right meter side.

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                                  |-------\-------\0      Velvet Blue

COMBATSYS: Steve has joined the fight here on the left meter side.

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Steve            0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0      Velvet Blue

"Well, what're you waiting for, you too stunned by my appearance, studly?" Velvet turns their head to the side, eyeing the man with a strangely imperious air, before darting towards him insanely quick--leaving a trail of flickering golden light in their wake.

"You don't need to be afraid, I'll be gentle," for the moment, Steve might be able to hear as well as /feel/ Velvet right alongside them, hands lazily grasping his arms as Velvet then rockets into the sky--the floor around his jump beginning to burst with chi energy--the darkstalker winding up sommersaulting through the air away from him--flipping and intending to land on their feet!

COMBATSYS: Steve blocks Velvet Blue's Battle Dance.

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Steve            0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0      Velvet Blue

The boxer is caught be surprise as the cat-like man bursts towards him in a flash of yellow. While Steve expected him to attack directly, he instead jumps of the ground with an explosion of force coming from below. Steve manages to quickly react however, putting his arms below him to absorb some of the impact. The force of the attack is not completely avoided however, and he still rises a meter into the air before falling down, bracing his fall by properly positioning his legs.

Steve returns the sudden invitation for a fight, as he dashes towards Velvet right as he lands. Doing a quick combination of a left jab and a right hook, he falls back in a defensive position as he prepares for further assault.

COMBATSYS: Velvet Blue dodges Steve's Mix-Up Combo.

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Steve            0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0      Velvet Blue

"Yooo--we got a live one here," Velvet lands with a click of his boots against the floor, before rising up to turn and face the man--tilting his body to avoid the left jab--then ducks to miss the right hook--that looked like it would have been painful--and Velvet isn't letting anyone just punch him in the face! He needs that! It's like Balrog but way worse.

"You look like you've had a bit too much to drink--how about take a seat--" Velvet reaches up and attempts to grab the man by the shoulder--trying to throw him down to the ground. Velvet as it turns out is a lot stronger than he looks--for someone with long hair, in tights and wearing what looks like eye makeup. Probably.

COMBATSYS: Steve just-defends Velvet Blue's Quick Throw!

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Steve            0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0      Velvet Blue

"I am perfectly sober, thank you.". As the arm comes in Steve decides that he is not even going to attempt to block the grab. He is absolutely positive he will be able to keep standing. And as it turns out- He was right! The performer Pulls and pushes, but Steve doesn't budge, he is both surprised by the strength of his smaller opponent, as well as his ability to withstand it. With the arm still on his shoulder, Steve shrugs his shoulders and says "You really asked for it now mate" The crowd around them decide that interfering is not a good idea, as they cheer and a ring of people forms around them.

Steve then erupts, his right arm bursting into action as he attempts to sink a hook in the stomach of his opponent.

COMBATSYS: Velvet Blue blocks Steve's Body Blow.

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Steve            0/-------/-----<<|===----\-------\0      Velvet Blue

"Hnnnghh--" Velvet stands there, on the tippy toes of his boots, trying to hop up and /push/ Steve over, even with full strength, he can't seem to do it, his tail lashing about behind him. "Damnit, I swear this would work," Velvet is starting to blush as the seemingly implaccably tall and sturdy boxer just sort of stands there, looking down at him.

"Yeah, I guess I did--" he then groans as he brings up his arms--trying to block the flurry of punches that follow--but Velvet gets rocked by them, staggering back unsteadily.

"You can punch, but can you take a kick--" Velvet brings a knee up and tries to drive his boot into the man's thigh, trying to unsteady him back.

COMBATSYS: Velvet Blue successfully hits Steve with Stiletto Pierce.

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Steve            0/-------/---<<<<|====---\-------\0      Velvet Blue

The sudden boot coming up catches Steve off-guard. Even though he has fought a kick-based martial art only days back his years in the boxing ring still make him instinctively look at their hands. A habit he would soon come to regret. The feminine boot comes crashing into his leg as Steve fails to react in time. The point of the heel leaving a nasty sting as he almost trips.

"I need to stay focused" he mumbles as he takes a deep breath and observes the unfamiliar motions of feline attacker.

COMBATSYS: Steve gains composure.

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Steve            0/-------/----<<<|====---\-------\0      Velvet Blue

"See, gotcha right where--hahh--I want ya--" Velvet pants a little, internally quite flabberghasted at the fact that Steve is still coming despite having taken a hit like that. Why the heck is Velvet already getting winded? Clearly he needs to fight guys that are less made of bricks.

"Give up yet?!" the performer steps in, bringing a chop down on the side of the man's shoulder--apparently trying to aim for something more sensitive--like a temple, or neck.

COMBATSYS: Steve instinctively blocks Velvet Blue's Evasive Strike.

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Steve            0/-------/---<<<<|=====--\-------\0      Velvet Blue

Steve eludes a confident smile as the chop comes in. Putting his hand in the way as the strike comes towards his temple. The impact still hurts slightly, but not nearly as much as it could have.

As the attack is blocked and Steve gets an opportunity to strike, he bursts forward, dashing close to Velvet as he unleashes a quick 1-2-3 combination.

COMBATSYS: Steve successfully hits Velvet Blue with Dash Punch.

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Steve            0/-------/-<<<<<<|=======\==-----\1      Velvet Blue

The three blows toss Velvet about almost like a burlap doll--sending him flying back and landing against the edge of the stage--spawled over it just a bit--before he manages to regain the steadiness of his vision.

"See, I gotcha right where I--want ya!" Velvet snaps back up, his eyes flashing yellow again before he just... disappears?

"Welcome, dear~" Steve might be able to hear Velvet before he's able to see him--or rather see a pair of cat-like reflective eyes appear out of nowhere--along with the darkstalkers ivory grin as he decloaks--attempting to deliver a flurry of strikes to the boxer's body!

COMBATSYS: Steve attempts to interrupt Cheshire Grin from Velvet Blue with Hellfire.

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Steve            0/-------/<<<<<<<|==-----\-------\0      Velvet Blue

COMBATSYS: Steve successfully hits Velvet Blue with Hellfire.

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Steve            1/------</<<<<<<<|=======\-------\0      Velvet Blue

As Velvet disappears Steve almost panicks but manages to keep his composure, readying an attack and listening very carefully while scouting the area. When Steve finally hears a noise coming from his left side, he instantly turns towards it. He charges up his blow while using his other arm and body movement to dampen the flurry of swings coming his way. A few strikes manage to slip through however.

Eventually, the barrage finishes and Steve Extends his arm in a powerful straight while turing his body to increase the impact, the fist slams into velvet's abdomen before he has a chance to slip back.

Velvet is caught by the boxer's interrupting strikes--but he does make contact here and there, the darkstalker seeming to get even more revved up even as he takes more of a beating--taking that hard straight and finding the room spinning again. This was in contrast to the reason why the room might have been spinning for the other patrons--Velvet hadn't even had anything to drink that day.

"Hah--gotcha there--ow, damnit..." he brought a fist up and tried to bring it down hard on Steve's collarbone, like a hammerblow.

COMBATSYS: Steve blocks Velvet Blue's Medium Strike.

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Steve            1/-----<</<<<<<<<|=======\-------\1      Velvet Blue

Steve has a lot of experience blocking punches like that. He puts his arm diagonally in the way as to soften and make the blow slide right off. Though the raw power of the Darkstalker still leaves a painful bruise.

Extends is arm to try to grab Velvet by the head and disorient him with a quick hook to the temple with his other arm. Should he succeed, he will circle around his opponent while delivering a tenfold of well placed punches from every direction. Putting his weight into every one of his blows to maximize the power.

COMBATSYS: Velvet Blue blocks Steve's Ten Count.

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Steve            0/-------/-----<<|=======\==-----\1      Velvet Blue

"Hey--not the face!" Velvet suddenly finds his head being wrapped up like an anaconda by the boxers arm--lifting him off the ground, his legs kicking--getting smacked by the right hook, but managing to wriggle free before the rest of the strikes come--managing to put up his fists to block some of them.

"Look into my eyes~" the darkstalker's eyes then do glow with a weird blue light--which proceeds to 'zap' out of them and tries to wash over the the boxer--a large surge of chi energy!

COMBATSYS: Steve blocks Velvet Blue's Wishmaster.

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Steve            0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0      Velvet Blue

Steve gets hit by the last place he would expect to get hit from- His opponents eyes. His attempts to put his arms in the way of the blast fail dramatically as he is blown backwards, light blue sparks erupting from him. He crashes into a nearby fallen-over table as a scrambles to his feet.

As he rises up he almost falls down again due to a shock of nausea, a aftereffect the from the burst of chi he was just subjected to. He back over as fast as possible, doing his best to not fall of of his feet as he ducks low and lets loose a short uppercut to the performer's chin.

COMBATSYS: Velvet Blue dodges Steve's Fox Hunt.

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Steve            0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0      Velvet Blue

"Ow, damnit--are you okay?" Velvet is suddenly aware that he just tried to /eyelaser/ a guy, right in the face, and lets be fair--he's not feeling too good. As Steve comes in for the uppercut--Velvet just sort of rolls out of the way--avoiding it, but also winding up on his back, with his knees up in the air.

"Wait--did you attack me because I was a darkstalker or were you just here fighting the other guys--?" he shakes his hea and pulls himself up from the floor, motioning to the man.

"I thought you were going to attack me, I'm sorry..." he groans and then emits what sounds like a whimper. He's in a lot of pain.

COMBATSYS: Velvet Blue has left the fight here.

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Steve suddenly stops in his tracks as the hostility from his opponent is gone. "As i see it, i was having a nice drink, punched some chaps, and then suddenly you came gallivanting towards me, eyes blazing". Steve stands up straight as he cracks his neck. "Though i'm sorry i beat you up that much, are you alright?"

The crowd around them disperses as the fight seemingly comes to a stop.

"Maybe--get me out of here? I don't trust these people, they kept throwing junk at me," Velvet pulls himself up enough to try and reach out to Steve, for his hand, or arm--whatever he could to get get helped up. "I got pissed and thought I'd fight a few--then one pulled a knife," Velvet continues, wobbly getting to his feet. He looks pretty busted up, one of the buttons on that leather top has popped off and the black tights are pretty kuch shredded at this point.

"You're pretty strong, hit like a truck..."

"You put up a bloody good fight as well. Anyhow, lets get out of here" Steve starts moving towards the exit, supporting Velvet along the way. "Oh and also, i don't particularly care about you being a Darkstalker or whatnot. You where rather scary before but you do seem like decent enough sort. I do have to admit, you surprised me there."

The pair get a few angry looks due to never finishing their fight.

"Yes please," Velvet wound up clutching the man's side, not just because he was afraid of the patrons there--in his weakened state he was fairly wary, but also because he probably just felt a bit vulnerable, after all--he just did get his ass thoroughly kicked by a normal human. Well, relatively...

"You got a car? If not we can take mine--" Velvet manages, curling his tail about himself to make sure no one tries to grab it on the way out through the throngs of drunk, unruly people.

Log created on 10:37:26 10/31/2019 by Velvet Blue, and last modified on 15:05:38 11/09/2019.