Neo League 126 - #135: Alma vs Hotaru

Description: Mr. Owl, how many panty shots does it take for Alma to go completely insane? One... two... *crack* (Winner: Alma)

Hump day, always the worst day of the week for people who work or go to school. Fortunately for Hotaru, her day was cut short; unfortunately, it was cut short by a scheduled League fight. The arrangements to get to Metro City were delayed a bit, and so Hotaru actually arrives almost straight from Seijyun. The two big things this means is--no Itokatsu, which she's sure to hear about later from said ferret--and the second thing is--she's not wearing her usual fighting outfit. No, she had to go, decked out in her Seijyun uniform. What that means is:
She's got on a white, short-sleeved blouse, over which she wears a square-backed kerchief, and she has a short red tie. The main charm point is the short, pleated grey skirt that comes to about halfway down the thigh for Hotaru; thus, it's probably Alma's first look at her legs, as she also wears calf-high black socks and patent leather shoes. She's arrived before he has, and so she's waiting in the park, amidst the Neo League officials, waiting patiently...

Metro City...
The first time Alma came here, he was on a trip with his modeling studio to visit spots in America for a expensive and highly successful photo tour -- the trip in which he met Jiro in the Appalachians. And considering the hectic nature of both his visit and the city itself, those few times in which he was able to visit the large and beautiful park were moments he truly treasured. Now, Alma's not much of an adventurer; as Lao Tzu says, there's no need to go beyond your own village to understand how the world works, for the rules of the universe can be extrapolated from the smallest phenomena. Coming to Metro City didn't awe him nearly as much as some of his peers. But still, there is a certain unique beauty to this place that made it worth coming here -- Metro City is a special place, even as it's 'just another city'. This park made him realize that.
The second time he came here, he didn't get to visit the park, because he was too busy fighting a handsome monk in a gay dance club, so it's quite a treat to be able to visit again. Thus, the young warrior-model is looking quite at peace, smiling wider than usual with eyes softened as he gazes around, listening to the sound of children shouting and playing as he makes his way to the attractive clearing where the League fight is meant to begin. Another rematch with Hotaru, eh? Well, not a bad place to have it, though--
Stepping out into the clearing, the tall youth blinks once... and stares.
"Hotaru," he finally says, smile turning to a grin, "looking good."

Hotaru is no monk, though she's nearly as virtuous. She waves to Alma, unsurprised--yay for actually looking at the League fight invitations--and turns to an official who takes her bookbag for her.
"Good to see you again, Alma-san!" she exclaims, smoothing her hands down her skirt.
"Are you ready for the bout?" is the next thing she says, as she clasps her hands behind her back. She seems at ease with the fact that she's showing off quite a bit of leg... quite possibly she doesn't really care all that much... but if she attempts a Ko-bi Kyaku...

Funny, that's what Alma was thinking about.
Grin turning lopsided, he reaches up to scratch the back of his head and steps forward, adjusting the collar of his zip-up ribbed cotton shirt and tightening the belt on his designer jeans. "It's good to see you again too, Hotaru," he murmurs, eyes twinkling. "Don't hold back, hmm?" It's not that he's being perverted, see, it's that he knows that if she *does* flip up her skirt, well, it's probably gonna ruin his flow completely... this is bad news. Then again, this is being recorded, so... maybe he can get a tape...
Alma sighs quietly and slaps his cheeks lightly, in a rather Hotaru-esque way.
~ Now, now, Alma. ~
He grins again, and takes a deep breath before shifting his feet. "I'm always ready for you," he says cheerfully enough, and straightens his posture and relaxes his limbs as the referee steps forward...
It looks like the match is about to begin!

COMBATSYS: Alma has started a fight here.

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Alma             0/-------/-------|

Hotaru has absolutely no idea of the effect any panty-flashing may have on Alma. She's -just that innocent-. Still, the fight's on; she mimics Alma's cheek-slapping, getting the blood flowing, then settling in to wait. She doesn't have long to wait, though.
The announcer suddenly shouts, "FIGHT!" and it's on--the prefight introductions must have been made while Alma and Hotaru were talking. It's as though she weren't ready for it--except she is, taking off in a cloud of dust and leaping through a low arc to try and give Alma a swift kick to the chest.

COMBATSYS: Hotaru has joined the fight here.

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Hotaru           0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0             Alma

COMBATSYS: Alma dodges Hotaru's Light Kick.

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Hotaru           0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0             Alma

Alma *almost* gets hit by this one, in a sudden moment of indecision. See, he was going to try and parry it, but then he'd have to touch her bare leg, right? Would that be alright? She clearly has no idea about the problems she's causing him, but that just makes it worse... he could *duck*, but, I mean, come on, that's terrible.
But then he realizes he's about to get hit -- and more importantly, realizes that he's not applying himself, and that not giving his all would be an insult. So he lunges, immediately closing in and preventing any successful kicking, and then tries to shove her off balance before finishing with a fierce couple punches to her abdomen and face.
"Haa!" he huffs.
Forget it... more than male and female, they are fighter and fighter. He has too much respect for the art of combat to worry about such silly things, if she clearly doesn't!

COMBATSYS: Alma successfully hits Hotaru with Strong Punch.

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Hotaru           0/-------/----===|-------\-------\0             Alma

One punch, two punch, next punch--well, no next punch yet. Or she might have been floored. Instead, she staggers back, gasping a quick breath.
%"Ow, that hurt," she mutters, backing off a bit more with a backflip--she comes out of the backflip ready, though, thrusting a palm out at Alma's model body. From that hand comes a pulse of energy, blue-white in color, coruscating as it flies.

COMBATSYS: Alma dodges Hotaru's Hakki Shou.

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Hotaru           0/-------/----===|-------\-------\0             Alma

No holding back! Hotaru retreats with a backflip, but Alma immediately lunges again, and when the pulse of energy comes at him he rolls forward and under it, just barely evading before gracefully tucking up onto his hands -- and then, pushing off into a handstand, he thrusts his palms against the ground and roars a battle cry as he lifts into the air. "Kyaaaahh!" Legs igniting with white-pink flame, he kicks out repeatedly before twirling into a series of powerful roudhouse kicks.
"Rising Fury!"

COMBATSYS: Hotaru reflects Rising Fury from Alma with Ko-bi Kyaku EX.

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Hotaru           0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0             Alma

The backflip already gave her a +1, as there was clearly a panty-flash there. As she comes out of it, she is already kicking out to meet Alma's attack, the back-turned high kick giving Alma another long look at the panties--white, no prints--as it's not the kick that counters Alma's attack, but a flaring field of blue chi that meets his attack, overcomes it, and blows it away. Hotaru half-twirls, to bring her to face front, as she brings her leg down.

So, uh, maybe Alma could've, like, busted through that or something, because I mean, she doesn't always get him with that, but, uhh...
~ Whoa. ~
"Umph!" grunts the dazed and surprised Alma as he gets hit with that leg, sending him out of his rising kick, only able to flip around in time to land on one knee rather than in a better crouch -- but still he doesn't look too injured. Just, er, bemused. "Sheesh," he murmurs, shaking his head slightly, before he lunges again and tries to grab the poor girl by her cute little tie. Grappling's not his specialty, but they're so close that this might work; if he can get her, he'll just shoulder throw her into a Hotaru heap.
~ I hope they're getting good angles... ~

COMBATSYS: Alma successfully hits Hotaru with Quick Throw.

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Hotaru           0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0             Alma

And Alma--? Alma's left with a handful of crimson tie as Hotaru goes sprawled in a heap. What's that mean? It means that when she stands up, her tie's gone and the top few buttons on her blouse have also ripped off, somehow, the blouse not really meant for fighting in.. so Alma might get a sight of a narrow v of Hotaru's upper chest. Not that she's noticing... at least not right now. She comes up again, but declines to attack, attempting to get herself settled, mentally, at least for the next few moments...

COMBATSYS: Hotaru focuses on her next action.

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Hotaru           0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0             Alma

The red tie drops from limp fingers.
Alma's lips part slightly, and for a moment, he just *stares* -- and then, shocked and appalled at both himself and just the situation in general, he clamps his eyes shut and takes deep refreshing breaths. Calmness. Centeredness. Not thinking about skin. Yes. Indeed.
~ ...ohh, man... ~
Forehead furrowing, Alma begins to concentrate so hard that beads of sweat form on his temples, and shimmering coils of white-pink energy begin to swirl around his forearms.

COMBATSYS: Alma gathers his will.

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Hotaru           0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0             Alma

Suddenly, Hotaru takes off in a run, rushing for Alma; whether he's distracted or not, she's reaching out to grab him by the shoulders. If she can, she'll perform her classic 'run-up' on him. Patent leather shoes might, if it hits, make this slightly more painful than usual. As she rushes her opponent she lets out a piercing kiai.

COMBATSYS: Alma interrupts Sha-jou Tai from Hotaru with Divine Intervention EX.

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Hotaru           1/----===/=======|=====--\-------\0             Alma

Even with eyes closed, Alma is a formidable opponent. Sensing her aura coming close, he steadies himself with a deep breath and draws back his hand, and opens his eyes--
--and gets a foot in his face.
"Waurgh," he manages, looking mildly startled as his body and head snap back, and then as he completes her run-up, he gets another glance of what lies beneath that skirt... and he snaps. "Enough already!" he shouts, sounding uncharacteristically desperate and looking it too (though his expression still retains the hint of mild serenity his voice now lacks), and lashes out with his hand, crying out "Shaaaah!" before unleashing a beamlike blast of pure Psycho Power right at the poor and no doubt confused girl.
Alma Towazu huffs mightily.
"I'm goin' crazy over here," he tall youth murmurs quietly.

Poor? Yes. Confused? Not at all. Perhaps today will yet again be Alma's day--perhaps it won't. It's not yet decided, after all, no matter how badly things are going for Hotaru. She retreats a bit from the attack that knocks her away, shaking her head to clear it. No, she isn't confused at all. Her course of action, however, is not yet clear, so she hangs back again...

COMBATSYS: Hotaru focuses on her next action.

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Hotaru           1/----===/=======|=====--\-------\0             Alma

Time for some Hiten-ryuu magic! Since she's going to play defensively, Alma rushes and staggers in his usual graceful but confusing manner, and then skips forward into a fast double kick, snapping one foot into her abdomen and one at her face in a quick lashing combination.
"Wataah!" he says. He's like Feilong, only, uh, deepvoiced.

COMBATSYS: Hotaru interrupts Light Kick from Alma with Sou-Shou Ten-Ren-Ge.

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Hotaru           0/-------/---====|=======\==-----\1             Alma

Well. He'll get at least the knee--but the snapkick is not completed. That's because, as Alma's kick hits, Hotaru's going into action--slapping Alma silly with her hands and wrists, twirling forward, another sharp, loud kiai echoing in his ears as she windmills on him twice, then thrusts her body upwards, hitting him with her shoulders and elbows. No panty shot for him this time, as she hits him with a diving double-knee, her body hidden behind a flare of chi. Well, no pantyshot for Alma; the cameras get a good long view of her pantsu as she dives.

Ow. Well, maybe he deserves the slapping, all things considered. Alma gets slapped silly and slammed into the ground roughly, the wind knocked out of him as Hotaru has her way with him. For now! While Hotaru is able to withdraw after her attack and Alma grunts and recovers on the ground in a highly photogenic moment of triumph for the blue-haired girl, soon after Alma is rolling to his feet again, getting up and shaking his head slowly before he finally lifts his gaze--
--and his eyes blaze.
"Hmph," he murmurs, before grinning slowly, eyes sparkling.
And then he lunges, fists igniting, and opens with a sudden, inspiring series of flaming jabs as his body blurs forward...

COMBATSYS: Alma successfully hits Hotaru with Destined Duel.

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Hotaru           1/------=/=======|==-----\-------\0             Alma

The series of flaming punches immediately transitions into some low kicks and blurring fiercer punches, surging into an explosion of burning passion and crushing blows, and finishing with a flaming uppercut--
And once again, Alma stands there, huffing.
"Man..." he murmurs. "Skirts are unfair."

COMBATSYS: Hotaru takes no action.

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Alma             0/-------/----===|

COMBATSYS: Hotaru can no longer fight.

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Alma             0/-------/----===|

Alas for our heroine--Alma wins. Again. Hotaru is thrown along the ground, sprawling, left in a most undignified position as she comes to a rest. The announcer shouts, "Winner... ALMA!" and the crowd goes wild, cheering the young man; Hotaru won't be stirring for a bit, but she'll get up eventually...

Mmm, indignified.
Er, uh, what?
Alma averts his eyes -- after a moment or two -- and sighs quietly before walking over to kneel next to his fallen opponent and check to make sure she's alright. At least, that's the pretense; in doing so, he just happens to move her and brush her clothes subtly into a position as decent as possible, considering the circumstances.
Don't thank him now, though. It's not for /her/ sake.
Alma wipes beads of sweat off his brow.
"Next time," he murmurs, "I'm gonna *make* her wear pants."

Log created by Alma, and last modified on 14:55:02 01/12/2006.