SNF 2005.03 - Dan vs Vanessa

Description: "Call me Snow Pink." (Winner: Vanessa)

The bar is crawling this evening, though not with the usual barcrawlers. SNF staff duck in and out of the doors, making sure the equipment's all set up, and the bouncers are pulling double duty checking both IDs and SNF passes.

Inside, tables and chairs have been moved to line one wall, affording the fighters the most space possible. Spectactors and drunks alike crowd in, the latter looking distinctly uncomfortable.

At the entrance to the bar, a ruckus begins to build. "What do you MEAN, denied?! I CAME HERE TO FIGHT!" Through the crowd, a bright pink outfit can be spotted, its wearer nose to nose with one of the burly bouncers. "Dan Hibiki is known to all! He doesn't need ID!" The I and the D are each accompanied by a poking finger to the bouncer's chest, who is looking distinctly grumpier by the second.

Fight? What?
Having presented her own admittance into the fray, Vanessa can't help but quirk an eyebrow at who it is she's slated to, hopefully, pummel into cookie dough. One can -hope-, right?
"Come on," she asides to the bouncers at her own entrance, removing her overcoat with a quick shrug of her shoulders, quickly passing it off to one of them with a wink. "If the man wants a fist for a ballgag, let -me- do the honors." She glances over towards Dan, helpless to an outrageous bout of amusement. No, really; it's painful. The -outfit- the man wears is undoubtedly going to be her undoing, if, by some twist of fate, she -loses- this one. That said, the gales of laughter that come from her are loud enough for most of the patrons to hear it.
Attempting to catch her breath, she just... looks... incredulous.
"Oh my god," she breathes, fanning herself lightly with a gloved hand. "No one told me I'd be potentially fighting the poster child for the Rainbow Connection."

Dan's attention is diverted from the man about to be severely beaten for daring to block his way. He blinks twice at Vanessa, until what she's saying finally clicks. "Ah hah! My brave and beautiful opponent!" Bouncer forgotten, Dan bows formally to Vanessa. "I'll be sure that your loss doesn't leave you with any lasting damAAAAAAGE!"

The bouncer, tired of Dan holding up the line, had grabbed the fighter by the back of the gi, hoisting him bodily inside. "Get in there an' outta my way," is all the thicknecked man says, before turning back to the crowd.

Dan, for his part, bounces twice on his butt, looking completely startled. "Well, uh...let's get started, huh?" He pushes himself to his feet, rubbing his backside while smiling sheepishly at Vanessa.

Hah. As if it isn't difficult enough for Vanessa to keep from snickering. Nodding her approval to the bouncer responsible for launching said Man in Pink, the boxer cracks her knuckles, moving closer to her opponent and rather swiftly assuming the stance she's become accustomed to. Fists balled, legs apart, frame braced for the oncoming confligration.
"Ready when you are, Ace," she says, grinning broadly, her intent to have more fun with this than make it an all-out competition. As though it -won't- degrade to that after a while-- after all, if he manages to land anything, her aggravation'll likely go through the roof. "Just try not to complain -too- much if you end up breaking a nail."
That said, she doesn't make an initial move; her first intention is to size him up, to figure her way around his motions as best as possible. Failing to take this seriously'll undoubtedly end in her getting humiliated.

COMBATSYS: Vanessa has started a fight here.

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Vanessa          0/-------/-------|

COMBATSYS: Dan has joined the fight here.

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Vanessa          0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0              Dan

COMBATSYS: Vanessa focuses on her next action.

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Vanessa          0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0              Dan

"OUSHA!" The Saikyo master rolls backward, putting more initial distance between himself and Vanessa. He hops up to his feet with quite a bit more grace than he showed before; if there's one thing Dan knows, it's rollin'.

Dan puts one hand on a hip and thrusts his other arm forward, fingers in a V as he toothgleams at Vanessa. "Never fear! My nails are always perfectly trimmed and manicured! Like the rest of me, they are perfect!" Hearing the eager rumbling of the crowd, Dan turns, illuminating them with a thumbs up. "Get ready! Saikyo in action is too fast, too furious! Watch and -be amazed-!"

...It's like he forgot there was even a fight.

COMBATSYS: Dan gathers his will.

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Vanessa          0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0              Dan

Well. All right, then!
Withholding another series of gay jokes (whipping a dead horse was -never- her preferred mode of sarcasm), Vanessa merely smirks at the man, easing up in her position to point at the jukebox. "Someone throw on some John Cougar Mellencamp! And if it isn't 'Glory Days' I'll kick the living hell out of whoever set it wrong!" There's... some debate as to whether or nto she's -serious-, but apparently someone took her at her word.
As it is, the ridiculous relic of the 80's is quick in coming over the loudspeakers.
Grinning broadly, the redhead all but strolls over to Dan, canting her head at him curiously. "So-- is this the part where I stand in abject awe?" she asks, just as swiftly moving in for a quick jab at the man's gut, her stance making it possible to skirt back in case he manages to catch her off guard with anything. Assuming, of course, that it lands in the first place.

COMBATSYS: Dan blocks Vanessa's Medium Punch.

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Vanessa          0/-------/-------|=====--\-------\0              Dan

Dan leaps a foot or two into the air as music starts blaring, head and ponytail whipping around as he looks for the source. His eyes land on Vanessa, and he nods in response to her question. "Yeah, that's the usual respo- HEY!" Wrists cross in front of his stomach, just in time to let her fist smack against them.

"Yoush. Let's go!" Grinning broadly, Dan reaches out for Vanessa's shoulders, aiming to grab her by the shirt and fling him over his head toward the back wall. "Let's go!"

COMBATSYS: Vanessa dodges Dan's Seoi Nage.

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Vanessa          0/-------/-------|=====--\-------\0              Dan

Must be the music.
Vanessa's quick to skirt away from Dan's attempt to take hold of her shirt, her expression still fixed in one of merriment. She's trying to take this seriously-- she really is. Instead, she finds herself humming along to the familiar tune, as laid back as ever in the midst of the brawl. Doo dee doo-- hum a few bars, take a few steps, brace oneself and make it all come together in a happy little rush of face-pounding.
And how!
Rushing in for another attack, she's still keeping it relatively light, her voice raised in a shouted, "One-Two!" as she swings around to sock the man in the chin, following it up with an immediate blow from her other fist, the trajectory meant to connect along the underside of his jaw.

COMBATSYS: Dan interrupts 1-2 Puncher from Vanessa with Kouryuken.

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Vanessa          0/-------/----===|======-\-------\0              Dan

Dan's grasping hands find only air, but now that the fight's begun in earnest, his attention is all on Vanessa. He hops back as she does, ducking into a crouch. The timing on that is actually pretty good; he slips under her first punch before he launches himself upward. "KOURYU-" *POW*

Even as Dan's rising uppercut connects with Vanessa's jaw, her second punch comes in, socking him in the exact same way. Already on his way up, though, it doesn't hurt Dan -quite- as much. For his part, he continues up in the air a few feet before coming back down to earth.

To say Vanessa saw that coming would be an out and out lie, the blow she takes to her jaw sending her backwards more than a couple paces, the stumble met with a varitable stream of cussing that's liable to turn the air blue. Her equilibrium isn't completely taken down, of course, but it came close. Rubbing at her jaw as if wholly confused by the idea that the guy actually managed to -connect-, she sobers considerably.
Sure, it's still fun and games, but it's time she got down to business, wot?
"Good one," she calls out, grinning lopsidedly. Springing back into action, she uses what time she's got as he springs back to his feet to lay down a series of jabs and punches that are meant primarily to dizzy, but will hopefully take him down more than just a few notches.

COMBATSYS: Dan dodges Vanessa's Machine Gun Puncher.

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Vanessa          0/-------/----===|======-\-------\0              Dan

"Tsk!" Dan gives Vanessa a reproving look as he bounces to his feet. "Ladies shouldn't be using words like that! That's for drunks, and louts, and big dumb - ACK!" People just aren't letting him finish his sentences today.

Dan falls back, surprised at the punching flurry. He barely managed to catch himself with a hand, the punches flying over his head and stirring his neatly-groomed locks. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Dan kicks out, swiveling his body to try and catch Vanessa in a low sweep across the ankles.

COMBATSYS: Vanessa counters Light Kick from Dan with Parrying Puncher.

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Vanessa          0/-------/----===|=======\-------\1              Dan

Oh -no- he doesn't. He caught -her- unawares before-- not it's Vanessa's turn to up the ante. Seeing the man's leg lash out as she finishes attempting to get to him with a series of punches, the redhead doesn't hesitate to bring her fist around, and -down- against the top of his head. To say it looks comical would be an understatement-- it's like a condescending bonk on the man's skull as a warning.
Skirting back the moment she's laid him low, Vanessa's expression goes back to one of frivolty, though she'ss moewhat displeased at hearing the music die down. Not to say she isn't pleasantly surprised by the next track that comes on.
Pursing her lips in a mock kissy-face at the self-proclaimed Saikyo Master, the boxer says, "No one's ever accused -me- of being a lady. A -drunk-, sure, but -never- a lady."

"Yow!" The fist smacks Dan's noggin hard, and his eyes cross for a moment with the force of it. Her brief retreat gives him time to pull himself together, though, and he gets to his feet while rubbing gingerly at his head. "A fair hit!" Dan smiles broadly, though he still looks a little woozy. "Saikyo will prevail, however! Never doubt it for a moment!"

Dan tenses for a second, but rather than leap at Vanessa directly, he hops up onto the bar instead. His bare foot catches the edge for an instant, and then he launches himself forward, flying straight through the air, feet snapping out in three roundhouse kicks. "DAN DAN BOOT TO THE HEAD!"

COMBATSYS: Vanessa dodges Dan's Dankuu Kyaku.

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Vanessa          0/-------/----===|=======\-------\1              Dan

You know, it's -amazing- that Vanessa manages to scurry away as quickly as she does. The -moment- the man's voice hits the air, she's back to laughing her fool head off. -So- much, in fact, that it takes her a couple moments to recover from that -alone-, one of her arms wrapping briefly around her midsection as she makes it a point to try and recover. Oh, god. She's gonna be disappointed if she knocks him unconscious; the sheer amusement value of this guy is enough to warrant buying him a few drinks.
"Oh, man," she breathes, shifting back into an offensive stance as he lands, shaking her head as she moves to what seems like a farther distance than need be. "If you're trying to make me pass out from laughing too hard, you're well on your way to achieving that goal. C'mon, Snow White-- all this playing around makes me wish I'd at -least- gotten tanked before showing up."
That said, she sprints across the distance between the both of them, intent on bringing her fist a round in a powerful blow across his jaw, in the hopes of at -least- throwing him off-balance.

COMBATSYS: Dan dodges Vanessa's Dash Puncher.

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Vanessa          0/-------/----===|=======\-------\1              Dan

Dan's kicks meet only air. The miss results in scrabbling to stop his flight before he crash-lands into a group of spectators, but he manages to skid to a stop.

"Snow White? SNOW WHITE? You would compare me to the daintiest of dainty women?" Dan is glowing with indignation by now, pointing a finger at Vanessa. "I am a man, baby! A man's man! A true man! A veritable epitome of masculinity! I breathe testosterone and sweat...uh...SWEAT!" A sharp nod accompanies this. "You're talking to the peak of perfection in manhood, lady." He folds his arms, glaring through narrowed eyes.

"Call me Snow Pink."

COMBATSYS: Dan gathers his will.

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Vanessa          0/-------/----===|=======\====---\1              Dan

In a word:
"Snow -Pink- is only liable to -encourage- gay jokes, sweetheart," Vanessa counters through her laughter. "Listen... -any- guy who brags about getting a manicure is more apt to suck the chrome off a trailer hitch than he is to make some lady -swoon- over his masculinity. And hell, if -you're- the peak of perfection in manhood, sign me up for the sisterhood."
She doesn't do anything at the moment-- she's too busy cracking up. Still, it's a good time to size him up again. He's faster than she gave him credit, and that's gonna take more brainpower on her part to make an attack land. "So here's the tie breaker-- you can either settle in to watch a football game with a beer in one hand and your junk in the other, -or-, you can make great achievements in the arena of interior decorating. Which would -you- choose?"

COMBATSYS: Vanessa focuses on her next action.

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Vanessa          0/-------/----===|=======\====---\1              Dan

Dan frowns in confusion. "Gay jokes? Why would anyone make gay jokes?" He waves a hand dismissively. "You're delusional. Punch-drunk. Obviously I've been beating on you too hard." He draws his hand back, rubbing his chin. "Or maybe not hard enough."

With a cry of "YAHOO!" Dan leaps forward, a blur of pink against the dark tones of the bar. He lands on both feet in front of Vanessa, letting the momentum sink him into a crouch.

"ORRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" With a mighty cry, Dan launches himself upward in a spinning uppercut, aimed once again for Vanessa's jaw. "KOURYUU!" He lands quickly, but it doesn't end there; still spinning, Dan carries forward, kicking up into a second juggling uppercut. "REKKA!" Witness Saikyo!

COMBATSYS: Dan successfully hits Vanessa with Kouryuu Rekka.

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Vanessa          0/-------/=======|=------\-------\0              Dan

-This- time, Vanessa's ability to get the hell outta Dodge isn't working for her as well as she'd hoped. Sobering up enough to try and get out of the attack's way, she's thrown by the sharp uppercut to her jaw, her teeth clacking together with a sound that resonates merrily between her ears. Forced to her back and skidding to the feet of one of the bystanders, who can't -help- but look down at her curiously, the redhead offers a brief, sheepish smile before staggering back to her feet, shaking her head swiftly to try and clear the haze that's developing along her eyes.
Oof. Time to start paying attention, there, girl.
"Damn, man," she mutters, once again rubbing at her jaw, which seems to be taking the majority of the abuse tonight. "Don't need to get so -defensive- about it." Blink. Clear your head, make this next one -count-.
Rushing the man, the boxer makes an admirable attempt to take a firm hold of the man's psuedo-gi, her intent to pull him into a throw-- assuming it connects.

COMBATSYS: Vanessa successfully hits Dan with Strong Throw.

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Vanessa          0/-------/=======|====---\-------\0              Dan

The moment she takes hold of his clothing, there's that usual rush of exhileration. It's common with any fight she's in, she's found-- and that adrenaline alone is more than enough to send him headlong in what she -thinks- is an arbitrary direction. Unfortunately for him-- and her, peripherally-- the strong heft sends him -straight- for the jukebox, causing the boxer to pale visibly.
No killing the music! Not fair!

*WHAM* Dan goes a-flyin', sailing straight for the jukebox. He slams into his, rocking the machine almost off its legs. Amazingly, it doesn't break, though the lights flicker unsteadily, and the music that was playing before dies out. As Dan slides down to the floor in a kneel, the machine rights itself, and music begins playing once more.

Only this time...It's Rainin' Men.

Dan pushes himself to his feet, leaning against the box for support. "I'munna feel THAT in the morning," he grumbles, stretching his back. "Okay, miss. You want the hammer to come down? You GOT it!"

Dan cocks a fist back, eyes narrowed. He breaks into a run, legs covering the distance between him and Vanessa. "ULTIMATE DESTRUCTION HELL MURDER BLAST!" he roars, crossing the last few feet with a forward leap, swinging his arm forward in what looks like an extremely powerful punch to her chest, were it not for the fact that any experienced fighter in the crowd could tell that his arm is twisted a little funny...

COMBATSYS: Dan successfully hits Vanessa with Kyuukyoku Tenchi Gadou Zuki.
- Power hit! -

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Vanessa          1/------=/=======|=====--\-------\0              Dan

Of all damn things, it'd be -that-. So much for staying attuned to his movements and making damn sure she doesn't falter. Vanessa catches the trajectory, the swing that Dan makes making it seem as though skirting to the side isn't going to be too much of an option. Raising either of her arms to block against the attack, she's two seconds too late, thrown once again by the force put behind the blow she takes. Finally loosening a grunt in response to the upswing of pain, the boxer coughs lightly, stumbling back only a single pace before turning her own assault against the man.
Normally, repetition -isn't- favored, but in this case? She's willing to make an exception.
With the distance between them already close, she initiates another harsh attack, lashing out against Dan with every bit of ferocity she's gone, her arms moving with surprising speed for the strength thrown into it, either of her feet grounded as the volley begins, the meager hope that it -connects- coming to mind...

COMBATSYS: Vanessa successfully hits Dan with Machine Gun Puncher.

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Vanessa          1/----===/=======|=======\=------\1              Dan

At the first issuance of -highly- satisfactory sound that comes from her fist hitting Dan's face, Vanessa unloads the whole of her already mounting aggressions into a ferocious series of punches, all of them ranging from face, to chest, to abdomen, and -back- for one last blow across his jaw, her voice leaving her in a final huff of air, the tones forming no words for the immediate moment. Except, of course, once she's eased away from the attack, a somewhat bloodied grin making its way to the fore.
"-Ye~ah!-" she shouts, clearly more invigorated. "That's what -I'm- talkin' about."

*POW* The hit lands solidly, the fist slamming into Vanessa...but the little twist to Dan's arm, the one he's convinced delivers Galactica Phantom power? Yeah.

"OW! Ssss...yow." Dan turns away, pulling his arm back. He shakes it out gingerly, an expression of pain on his face. "Always happens. I think it's just too powerful for me." So intent he is on nursing his twisted arm that he doesn't react in time to the second flurry of punches coming his way, the blows landing on the side of his face and body. The last punch sends him flying, landing and rolling right up to a table. He's definitely looking woozy now; his hair is mussed, one side of his gi is falling off his arm, and his eyes refuse to uncross themselves.

Using the table and a friendly arm, Dan hauls himself back to his feet, swaying unsteadily. "Gotta...good arm on ya..." he slurs. "Might even...bwuh...make it as a fighter...someday. Yeah. But not t'day." He takes a deep breath, peering at both Vanessas in his crossed vision. "T'day Saikyo gonna win! HYAAAAAAAAH!" Leaning forward, Dan launches into yet another full-on run. When his range is close enough, he lashes out with a high roundhouse kick. "HIIISHOU!" Amazingly -not- losing his balance, Dan drives forward with another chest punch (a normal one this time). "BURAI!" Then, in quick succession, he lets himself drop to deliver a swift sweep, then lets the momentum pick him up into a final roundhouse. "KEN!" Whether this is a devastating combo or simply a cool-looking kata is entirely up to Vanessa.

COMBATSYS: Dan successfully hits Vanessa with Hisshou Burai Ken.

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Vanessa          1/--=====/=======|=------\-------\0              Dan

Given her own waning stamina, Vanessa's ability to pull back and away from the swift shot to her chest isn't as realized as it could be. With the wind knocked out of her, her form doubling over despite her best efforts to stay upright, she's an easy target for both the sweep and the roundhouse, the effect somewhat expected. Once again, she finds herself skidding across the hardwood floor, though this time the bystanders have enough sense to move out of the way. Huffing out a breath and spitting a bloodied gob of saliva onto the floor, she manages to push herself upright, getting to her feet with obvious anger in her expression.
"That -does- it," she snaps at him, punctuating it with an equally eloquent, "That friggin' -does it-!" before rushing in without provocation, knowing full well that this -could- be foolish. At this point, she's past caring. She's not about to -lose- to some two-bit freak who's fashion staple is -neon pink-. It's not about to happen. Not -this- time.
Sprinting over the distance, she gears up for another outrageous show of speed, hoping that she's got the capability to take on whatever else comes at her.

COMBATSYS: Dan dodges Vanessa's Crazy Puncher.

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Vanessa          0/-------/--=====|=------\-------\0              Dan

Dan sways as the ingrained combination attack completes. He felt the attacks all strike squarely, and he's definitely grinning from the exhilaration...but at the same time the spinning the attack entails is catching up to his already rattled brain. Dan puts a hand to his head, looking blank as he sways back...then forth...then back again...then forth again.

Unfortunately, for the moment balance is beyond his reach, the world having yet to come to a stop. Dan, who can tuck into a roll faster than E.Honda, flops forward, crashing face-first to the ground.

Unfortunately, this is right as Vanessa is charging toward him, ready to punch the hell out of him. His prone form is a bit difficult to hit for someone rushing in like that. To make matters worse, the timing is such that if Vanessa's not careful, as Dan falls his head and shoulders could crash into her legs, toppling her as well.

COMBATSYS: Vanessa dodges Dan's Quick Throw.

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Vanessa          0/-------/--=====|=------\-------\0              Dan

Thankfully, Vanessa has enough know-how left in her to note her own stupidity, and, likewise, instead of going into the attack full-throttle... she just keeps running. Which, to add to the comedic value of an already laughable fight, sends her headlong into one of the bouncers, knocking -him- back against the wall. Compromising position or no, it takes her a moment or two to even -realize- what happened. Smooshed up against a man who's neck is thicker than her head? Thanks, she'll pass.
Grinning up at him helplessly, the redhead disengages with a quick, "Sorry," in a particularly sheepish sing-song tone of voice, wheeling around just as quick to face Dan. Long enough -not- to see the lecherous smirk she would've gotten in return.
Huffing out a breath, losing most of her usual gusto with verbal taunts, the woman makes it a point to throw herself into another swift attack, her intention to simply knock the wind clean out of Dan with a fierce blow to his chest-- similar to what he's done to her. -Twice-. Enough that she's feeling the weight of the tar in her lungs.
But -lord- could she go for a cigarette right now.

COMBATSYS: Vanessa successfully hits Dan with Fierce Punch.

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Vanessa          0/-------/-======|=====--\-------\0              Dan

It's not that Dan is out for the count. Once the room's had a bit to settle down, he wastes no time in getting back to his feet. He turns around to face Vanessa...and finds a fist instead.

With a loud exhaling of air, Dan slumps forward, staggering into Vanessa. Not very light on his feet now, unles she backs away his head could konk into hers. Either way, his balance shifts, and for the second time tonight he lands hard on his butt. From the look of his posture, arms back to support him from falling over, unfocused gaze, and general mussiness, he looks like he may well be out of the fight. Say it ain't so, Dan. Say it ain't so.

COMBATSYS: Dan can no longer fight.

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Vanessa          0/-------/-======|

It is indeed so.

COMBATSYS: Vanessa dodges Dan's Quick Punch.

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Vanessa          0/-------/-======|

There's a moment where Vanessa's certain she'll get headbutted, the faux-attack just about hitting her-- instead, with as quick a side-step as she can manage, she skirts to the side, allowing the man to stagger and fall on his own. Breathing heavily, she leans forward to place either of her hands on her thighs, regaining some of the depleted oxygen as best she can. Whoo! Wasn't expecting that to take as much wind out of her sails. But, alas, it did.
Not to say she's not pleased to see him fall. Grinning to herself, she allows herself to be pompous this time.
Whiping off a thin trail of blood from her lip, the boxer makes her way over towards the jukebox, keying in a couple things before letting it do its business. When it -fails- to, she brings her fist down against the glass pane in typical Fonzie-like fashion, wincing and loosening a deceptively girly "Oowww," in an immediate response, shaking out her hand a little.
Nothin' But A Good Time.
"Eat -that-, Snow White," she calls after her felled opponent, approaching the bar soon thereafter. "Whiskey. Double. -Now-," she barks at the bartender, unwilling to take no for an answer.

COMBATSYS: Vanessa has ended the fight here.

A few minutes go by, and eventually Dan manages to pull himself to his feet. He wags an unsteady finger at Vanessa; despite all that's happened, he still has a cocky smile on his face. "Now you've seen what Saikyo can do. S'a good fight. I'm sure you'll be a good fighter someday." With that, he turns, wobbling out the door. Long way home.

Log created by Dan, and last modified on 19:09:16 05/03/2005.