Neo League 276 - #299: Nanako vs Momoko

Description: Nanako Yanagimura faces a newcomer in the land down under! ... Well, it's under the equator at least. Hush, you! (Winner: Nanako)

Salvador, in the Brazilian state of Bahia! It's the middle of summer! It's hot, and there's tons of people around! Yet while most people dislike the heat of the fairly humid city, there's at least one tourist among many who doesn't mind at all! Young Momoko came here with her ever-watchful guardian and fellow capoeira enthusiast, Riki Tanaka, for a brief trip to familiarize herself with the origins of the art which she's found an unusually apt dexterity with. Not long before, the two had sampled some of the local cuisine -- mostly somewhat spicy seafood -- didn't strike Momoko's fancy, but she's a good girl and finished what was set before her!
But now... there is work to do. Tanaka was surprised at how fast the Neo League had established her fight card, and sent her to such a unique locale -- one which Tanaka was hoping to take the young lady anyway! Momoko seems none the worse for wear after a fight earlier this week against Yurika Kirishima, swaying casually from side to side to the beat of a local capoeira-inspired dance beat as she waits eagerly for her first 'official' step into the mixed martial arts fighting ring!

This heat will be the death of Nanako.

Slowly moving through the streets of Salvador, Nanako looks as if she has seen much better days. Clad in a camisole beneath a painfully loud Hawaiian print shirt left open and a pair of capri pants and a huge straw sunhat on, the bepigtailed fighter seems utterly lost. In fact, she's so lost she pauses every ten feet to ask a random stranger where she needs to go. They point her, ushering her along with their knowledgeable guidance.

Poor Momoko is left waiting for some time before the sight of Nanako can be seen, sluggishly wandering toward the other fighter. Weakly the other girl lifts a hand, a pathetic "Heeeeeeey," offered as the girl draws near. Sandaled feet pause, the girl staring with mild disbelief at the kid before she asks, bluntly, "How the heck can you be so enthusiastic in this awful heat!?"

That's okay, though. There's a fight to be had, and in typical Nanako nature, she swiftly recovers. A hand lifts, plucking her hat from her head as she tosses it aside. Hopping, she lands in a half-turn, a hand jutting out as she points it at Momoko, the rising capoeira star. "Ha ha! Did you think a little heat would stop the famous Nanako Yanagimura? NEVER! Now, let us fight and give it our best! HA HA HA! I'll let you even go first, kiddo!"

And with those words Nanako hops again, landing into a casual stance. Yes, she's letting the young kid have first go!

COMBATSYS: Nanako has started a fight here.

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Nanako           0/-------/-------|

COMBATSYS: Momoko has joined the fight here.

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Nanako           0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0           Momoko

Well, for starters, Momoko's medium-length hair is tied up in a pink ribbon. For another, her shoulders are left bare by her tank-top-like garment, held in place with a ... belt, while her cargo pants are held up with a sash that's much too long. Quirky sense of fashion, this one, but it's nonetheless very suited for the weather here. And it also matches the fashion of a few of the local capoeristas -- very few of whom are young women like Momoko, and even fewer are wearing shirts in this weather. All, however, are cheering for the little pre-teen who waves back to Nanako! "Are you tired? Sleepy? Don't give up!" She pumps her fists in an attempt to cheer up the apparent disbeliever!
It seems her enthusiasm may not have been necessary -- but when =is= it necessary?
Well, maybe it'd be appropriate if she made some kind of recognition of Nanako's proclaimed fame. She doesn't, just blinking in embarassment. "You're famous? Popular? Miss Yanagimura?" She smiles brightly, bounding up onto stage like she were running to Bob Barker in the Price is Right! "Since you're a famous fighter, you've got to know Athena Asamiya, right?" Beaming, she claps her hands! "Great!" Wh--did Nanako even answer yet? It doesn't seem that Momoko's going to wait for one, as she's already charging forward for Nanako, looking coyly over her shoulder. "After our match, could you introduce me?"
Wait a minute, that's not coyness from the eleven-and-nine-tenths-year-old. She's trying to slide forward, slam her hip into Nanako, and knock her over! And if she manages that, she'd hop forward and do it a =second= time! And a =third!= "Peach-att-aaaaaque!"

COMBATSYS: Nanako blocks Momoko's Peach Ataque.

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Nanako           0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0           Momoko

Whoa, what's this, then? A girl as enthusiastic as miss Yanagimura? Surely this cannot be!

Blinking slowly, the dark haired girl stares at Momoko like she grew a second head, Nanako's own tilting idly to one side in confusion. Huh. Who is this kid again? "Alright then!!" she cries back, pumping her own fist into the air above. "I will give it my best! Tired? Sleepy? NEVER! Bwahahahaha!"

Ah, what's this? "You've never heard of the famous exploits of Nanako Yanagimura? For shame!" she cries, pointing finger at the tiny - well, shorter than Nanako, at least - fighter. "Ah, what? Who? Athena Asamiya?" Perplexed, the girl just stares at Momoko jumps to conclusions. And then she's coming at her like...well, in a very WEIRD fashion.

That's when Nanako shifts her weight. Blocking with her arms in the best way she can, the three hip-thrust attacks are absorbed into her arms. Oof. The kid is kinda stout. "Hah, that was good!" Nanako exclaims, just before she snaps a leg out in a side kick. Should it land, she follows with a jump and a one-eighty turning kick before she somehow manages to pull off a backflip and a kick to the kid's jaw!

COMBATSYS: Momoko dodges Nanako's Celestial Axis.

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Nanako           0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0           Momoko

Who is she? Oh, yes, well, Momoko =did= forget to introduce herself. She also forgot to announce she was starting the fight. But she's not even twelve, what do you expect?
Pulling herself away from Nanako after her hip rush, she asks with wide, wondrous eyes, "You don't know her? I thought all the famous people got to go the parties together!" She's not poking fun at Nanako per se -- it seems she really believes that! Anyway, there's something of a one-eighty kick coming her way -- but she doesn't want to get hit this time! "Abunyaa!" Momoko does a backflip of her own, momentarily planting her hand on the ground before flipping backward into a split. Flexible, she is!
But if there's one thing about Momoko, it's that she's always in motion! One hand is lifted, while her trailing leg whips around. Her leading leg sweeps at Nanako's feet, before followed by the slower trailing leg for a double Torukka e Piiao, hoping to catch the nimble Yanagimura while she lands! "Konooo!"

COMBATSYS: Nanako counters Change-Up Kick from Momoko with Auspicious Hand.

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Nanako           0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0           Momoko

That initial kick meets empty air, and as result Nanako furrows her brows, pulling back before she looks like a dummy kicking empty air three times in a row. Can't do that, can we!?

Grinning broadly, she looks thoroughly pleased by this. At least until Momoko talks about famous people and parties. Crestfallen, the young woman sulks a bit, hand rising up to idly rub the side of her head. "Ummm, well..." Think, Nyanko! Think! What's a good excuse so you don't look like a total tard?

"...I can't go to parties, because I have school during the weekdays!!" Yeah--a-aw, come on. That makes you sound like a loser. Furrowing her brows, the girl ponders that for a moment. When she snaps out of it, wide green-yellow eyes are treated to the sight of Momoko moving again!

"Hey, what a sec!!" the girl exclaims, hands aglow with pink energies. The first attempt made is avoided with a hop. The second, however, is caught with Nanako's hand, her other - still aglow - thrusting forward at Momoko's gut, to blast her back with a burst of Psycho Power. "AHH!" She wasn't ready yet, Momoko!

Momoko would hate to see it if Nanako =was= ready, then! But she's too busy trying to land her kicks to really make any sensible comments until =after= she's blasted in the tummy. "Kyaaaaaaah!" she cries, flying back like any frail eleven-year-old would, bouncing upon her keister once before skidding to a halt. Moisture wells up in the corners of her eyes, but with an intense expression on her face for an instant, she throws her fists forward and pulls herself back to her feet!
And then bows humbly. "I'm s-sorry!" she exclaims, palms flattening against her sides. Yep, she's Japanese alright, even if it is from the inaka coastal region. "Momoko will wait until you say 'go!'"
She's a bit new to this whole 'fighting' thing, you'll have to forgive her.

COMBATSYS: Momoko gains composure.

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Nanako           0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0           Momoko

Holding her hand outstretched, even as Momoko goes squealing and bouncing on her rear a short ways away, the other girl looks momentarily flustered. Calming herself, the young woman furrows her brows, pulling her arm back as she collects her wits. Man, that was close!

But...what?? Staring at Momoko, the older girl seems utterly surprised. Why is she about to cry?? Why is she apologizing?? This is strange and foreign to the likes of Nanako. So much so she continues TO stare, even as she says to give the other girl a signal on when she should attack.

Instead, Nanako furrows her brows. Man...this kid is strange. Pot-kettles aside, Nanako straightens her posture and points a finger, the other hand on her hip. "You're not supposed to do that! You're supposed to attack! Give it your best and never give up! It's all about giving a hundred-and-ten percent!" That said, Nanako purses her lips before she runs forward, leaping up and snapping a leg out, to deliver a side-kick at the tiny Capoeira fighter. "HOOOAH!"

COMBATSYS: Nanako successfully hits Momoko with Light Kick.

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Nanako           0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0           Momoko

Well, what is she supposed to do! Her opponent asked for mercy and she went off and got spanked for it! Then, while she's waiting, she's told she's not supposed to wait around. But Nanako never said 'go!' ... Not exactly, anyway. Momoko nods eagerly in response to the enthusiastic advice, agreeing wholeheartedly! "Okay! I'll-- yes! A hundred and =twenty= percent, I got it!"
She also got =nailed= in the side, a bit too eager to please her opponent here. Her bare side is given such a kick, sending her flailing off to the side... but she doesn't fall down =as expected=, at least. Landing on her hand, she flips back to her feet with a flourish, bobbing lightly on one foot to regain her balance. "Okay, then! So I should fight back now, right? Everything's okay? I'm closing in now, get ready!" So much confirmation! Dashing towards Nanako with... an odd... squeaking sound... (why is she squeaking when she's barefoot?) she soon leaps into a backsault, short-kicking three times in the midst of her backflip before landing -- one would hope -- back upon her feet! "Hyaaaaah!"

COMBATSYS: Momoko successfully hits Nanako with Folha.

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Nanako           0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0           Momoko

Ha ha! Momoko's learning, and that's good! Grinning ear to ear, that's about all she needs to hear before Nanako deems it good enough to attack. Thus does she sprint and leap into the air, sailing at poor Momoko with a leg extended. Contact is made, and upon doing so Nanako pushes off and flips back, landing with a soft ‘pat' on the ground beneath her.

"Er, yeah, everything is--whoa!" The girl dashes in and ‘squeaks' for some reason, causing the elder girl to look at her like she grew another set of limbs. Try as Nanako might to move OUT of the way, she's instead pelted. Struck, the girl goes flying back, landing in a tumble before she scrambles to her feet, dusting herself off.

Okay, that was so uncool. Furrowing her brows, the girl stands her ground, idly itching the side of her head. Has she underestimated Momoko!?

COMBATSYS: Nanako gains composure.

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Nanako           0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0           Momoko

Capoeira, in the form most often practiced, is more of a dance battle, rather than a battle in the usual sense of the word. One artist moves, the other reacts accordingly, and the 'winner' is whoever puts on the better show! ... So it should come as little surprise that Momoko aims to please. If Nanako's happy, then Momoko's happy! ... Even though they're =really= fighting, rather than just exhibiting their skill as in capoeira.
But... when her kicks land true, Momoko's actually a bit surprised, herself! "-- Yay! Momoko finally hits! Miss Yanagimura is pretty fast!" She seems pleased at that.
... Though a bit confused now that Nanako is standing still. But she holds up her finger, beaming. "Ah, ah! You should always fight at a hundred twenty percent, right? Right?" Grinning ear to ear, she leaps forward, twisting about in midair for a double leaping kick to the upper torso! It'd be a dropkick if not for Momoko's impeccable balance -- which if circumstances permit, would allow her to leap into the air for a second leap, a pivot in midair, and a crushing overhead kick with both feet! "One-two... three-four!"

COMBATSYS: Momoko successfully hits Nanako with Medium Kick.

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Nanako           0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0           Momoko

Man, this is one strange kid. That's okay, though, because Nanako is a friend to all fighters! Looking up momentarily, the girl tilts her head, briefly confused before she lifts a hand and offers a thumbs up. "YEAH," she exclaims. "Good job!"

But here she comes again, and again it would seem Nanako just isn't on her a-game. The ‘dropkick' lands, followed by a second attack that all but sends Nanako face-first into the ground. Still for a moment, the girl sits there with her face buried. Maybe it's better this way?

Standing up quite suddenly, Nanako is fierce and determined. "ALRIGHT!" she bellows, pumping her fists into the air. "IT'S GO TIME!" Puffing up, Nanako fills her lungs with warm South American air before she charges forward, looking to snag poor Momoko by those trendy pants of hers and huck her over her shoulder. "RAAAAH!"

COMBATSYS: Momoko fails to interrupt Strong Throw from Nanako with Phoenix Arrow.

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Nanako           0/-------/-======|=====--\-------\0           Momoko

Momoko too is friends to all! Except maybe meanies! And Nanako is totally not a meanie!
Not yet anyway.
She seems pleased that her kicks landed, also! "Yay! That was fun!" She bobs about, swishing her hips and arms from side to side in the traditional ginga stance, prepared for anything! So prepared is she that when Nanako closes in, she cheers with her! "Go time! Go time!"
Wait, isn't she supposed to be fighting? Oh right! Momoko backflips once, aiming to build up momentum for a quick counter-attack! When she pushes herself forward, though, intending to launch feet-first at Nanako for a tumbling attack -- well, that's when her feet get snared!
"Iyaaaaa!" cries the pink dynamo, hurled about like a discus and slung =rather= far to one side! She pushes out into a tumble, springing back to her feet with practiced ease. She =has= fought before, so she has the reflexes and the skill if not the experience of fighting non-capoeristas. "Wow, Miss Yanagimura is pretty strong too!" she chirps, bracelets clinking together as she resumes her sashaying ginga in anticipation. "Are you having fun? Are you? Are you?"

Clearly Momoko is a rival for ‘most hyper fighter' in the world. That's okay, though! The kid has spirit, and that's what Nanako likes to see! A good fighter's spirit! Which is why Nanako's gonna show Momoko HER fighting spirit!

Leaping up, Nanako charges at poor Momoko, but hops back. Not about to give up yet, Nanako pushes forward, hands lashing out and snagging the kid by her feet. Slung, the kid goes flying to the side, Nanako turning around on her heels to face the kid as she tumbles and ultimately springs into place once more. Damn she's good for a kid!

"Why thank you! Miss...uh, ...ummmmm," Unable to grasp a name, as she was given none, Nanako furrows her brows. "Kiddo! Miss Kiddo!" That'll do for now. "You're strong too!" Beaming, the other girl continues to smile brightly - just before she again charges forward.

"Yeah, I'm having LOTS of fun!" she exclaims as she nears, just before she attempts to pelt the kick square in the chest with a quick side kick. "GOOD TO KNOW YOU ARE TOO!" Her enthusiasm knows no bounds!

COMBATSYS: Momoko blocks Nanako's Light Kick.

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Nanako           0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0           Momoko

Momoko gave her name a couple times already! It's just not often that well-adjusted kids refer to themselves in the third-person like she has. But the quick, somewhat nieve girl is nevertheless attentive enough to realize that Nanako is floundering for a name anyway. Besides, 'kiddo' makes her feel even younger. "You can call me Momoko!" she offers helpfully, raising her hand in greeting. "This is so cool!" With a deft step to the side, Momoko raises her knee, brushing the kick off to the side with fairly practiced ease. "It's so cool fighting against other styles!" she continues, foot lowered once more, with her stance shuffling to the side.
It's tricky to see where Momoko's going, though, as her stance =continues= to change. She's small, she's nimble! "Have you been fighting long?" And for this try, she attempts a rather =wide= kick, planting her hands low to the ground and lashing out with both feet. "Hiiii!"

COMBATSYS: Momoko successfully hits Nanako with Change-Up Kick.

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Nanako           1/------=/=======|=======\-------\0           Momoko

Well, the problem here is Nanako isn't precisely aware! Or she just hasn't been paying much attention to Momoko's third-person...isms. That's okay though, see. Because soon enough she's given a name. "Momoke? Okay, got it!" she exclaims, butchering the other girl's name just a bit.

Making her move, Nanako is denied as that foot kicks nothing more than the girl's lifted knee. Furrowing her brows, she seems to ignore the enthusiasm of Momoko for the moment; instead she seems far more focused on the fact she didn't breach this kid's defenses.

"...huh? OH! Right!" she exclaims, just in time to be pelted by the kid's feet and get sent tumbling back and away, landing with her butt in the air. "Ow. OW!!"

Hopping to her feet, Nanako balls her hands into fists. "Ooooh! You're too good!" she exclaims, furrowing her brows as she stares Momoko down. How is she getting through Nanako's defenses!?

COMBATSYS: Nanako focuses on her next action.

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Nanako           1/------=/=======|=======\-------\0           Momoko

Princess Momoke blinks faintly as her name is mispronounced, but smiles and passes it off. Maybe she just heard it wrong! But she's much too nice to correct Nanako, passing her a cherubic smile instead.
Besides, she's got to focus on giving a hundred and twenty percent! She can always ask her silly get-to-know-you questions after the fight after all. "Thank you! I'm lucky if I can be even half as good as you!" Politeness is part of her upbringing!
It's apparently 'polite' if she kicks people a lot too. The girl leaps towards Nanako's feet -- though really, she's aiming to handstand upon the ground, not hit her. Flipping about in midair, she handstands with her back to Nanako -- unveiling her true attack, a one-two sequence of heel kicks to the upper torso! "Bananeira dois golpes!" chirps the schoolgirl, no doubt trying to impress the Portuguese-speakers in the crowd!

COMBATSYS: Nanako counters Bananeira Dois Golpes from Momoko with Maiden Throw.

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Nanako           1/-----==/=======|=======\-------\0           Momoko

Half as good as Nanako? For a moment the elder girl is stunned - so much so she just stares silently, mouth agape. Did she just..? Is she..? "Wo...wahahahahah!" Her ego inflated, the girl lifts a hand, idly rubbing the back of her pigtailed head. "WELL, I'm sure you'll be awesome someday too! You're still young! You've got so much potential! I know you can do it, Momoke!"

Oh crap, here the kid comes again! Watching carefully, the elder fighter lashes out, slender arms lunging forward as hands snap out, grasping at the kid's ankles just as she handstands. "HUP!" A foot plants against her back, heralding the young woman's descent to the ground. Rolling on her rear to her backside, Nanako kicks the girl up into the air, to let her soar as Nanako hops to her feet and spins around, to face the other fighter.

Momoko had no idea she'd be in the air again so soon after landing from the plane! But nonetheless, here she is, flying Air Nanako! "Iyaaaaaa!" she cries, flapping her arms in a futile gesture before deciding to fall back on true martial arts, and roll to blunt the damage from landing. She'd be SO much cooler if she could teleport like Athena!
The barefoot girl doesn't make any sudden move to strike, however... opting instead to pad from one foot to the other with a vapid grin. "It's Momoko!" she finally corrects, "Not Momoke! Yes, it's Momoko. Momoko!" She's about as insistent on that point as possible, really, without totally losing her cool -- or her smile! Names are important to little kids, after all!
And she even went to the trouble of saying "Yanagimura" properly.
"Where do you go to school?" she asks, side-stepping right over to Nanako. Truth is... she's actually starting to feel a bit winded! But she was told to give a hundred and ten percent, which means she'll twist back and snap a roundhouse to Nanako's shoulder! "Yut-taa!"

COMBATSYS: Momoko successfully hits Nanako with Light Kick.

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Nanako           1/----===/=======|=======\-------\1           Momoko

"Right! Momeko!" the girl replies as Momoko rises to her feet again, a determined look on the other girl's face. Grinning broadly, she furrows her brows as stands there, hands on her hips. What's the kid going to do? Nanako seems ready, that's for sure!

Where does she go to school? "I go to Tai--YOOOOO!!" Struck by the roundhouse, Nanako staggers back, looking confused. Man, what gives?! Lifting a hand, she clutches it to her shoulder, peering at the deceptive young Momoko. She packs a punch for a kid that's shorter than Nanako--and years younger!

Alright, enough of that. "HOOOOH!" Running forward, Nanako plants a heel as she zeroes in on Momoko, delivering an elbow right for her stomach. "HA!"

COMBATSYS: Momoko fails to interrupt Strong Punch from Nanako with Momokonba EX.

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Nanako           1/----===/=======|=======\-------\1           Momoko

Momoko doesn't pack a punch! Those are saved for exceedingly rare occasions, and even then, they're weak!
But once her roundhouse kick hits home, she shuffles back again, neck, shoulders, and spine undulating to the rhythm of the beat in the background. It's odd... she seems right at home, a world away from her real home! "It's so nice to be in warm weather again!" she chirps, "It's so cold and dark back in Japan... Except at Taiyo! It was sunny there last time I went..." Which was, y'know, =yesterday=.
She doesn't have time to dwell on the subject though. She prepares her stance for Nanako's arrival, fists balling up lightly, wide brown eyes intent on capturing Nanako's every move. But... well, the =elbow= was unexpected. Momoko doesn't pack a punch, remember? It's because so few of her capoeirista companions use the arms as anything other than balance aids. As such, the girl is knocked backwards quite a bit, staggering slightly.
"Iyaa... do they teach martial arts there?" she asks with a weak grin. Weak, because she's getting beat up!

Ralf enters the Ikari Warriors' base.

Eiji enters the Ikari Warriors' base.

Weak punches? WEAK?? If only Nanako could read that, she'd probably argue otherwise. Well, no. She'd probably deny it, but secretly she knows this kid can hurt her. But then again, maybe Nanako isn't THAT hard to beat up?

Collecting her wits, Nanako furrows her brows, rubbing her shoulder lightly, soothing the sting there. It hurts! "Bah, this weather is too hot for my tastes!" she argues, smiling nonetheless. Why? Well, why not!? In fact, her smile broadens as she comes racing forward to plant an elbow square in poor Momoko's stomach.

It lands, and with it Nanako holds the post briefly before she spins around and hops back, facing Momoko with a bright smile. "Do they teach martial arts there? Oh, no! They teach school there, but lots of fighters go there!" Like Nanako! "Haha! I bet you could get trained there!" But does she really NEED it?

Narrowing her eyes, Nanako focuses on Momoko again. Is that kid going to throw her off her guard again? It's likely - but Nanako figures keeping a close eye on her is the best course of action. She doesn't want to get hit again. It...hurts.

COMBATSYS: Nanako focuses on her next action.

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Nanako           1/----===/=======|=======\-------\1           Momoko

No, no, it's =Momoko's= punches that are weak! There's no question that the pre-teen felt that last elbow, after all! The kicky girl just doesn't know how to put any power behind her punches, is all.
Nanako seems to be more than a little frustrated, to Momoko's naive eyes. What's more, she just got confused, tilting her head to the side as she paces up to Nanako. "But... you just said they didn't teach martial arts there... right? Right? So how would I get trained there?"
Stopping in her tracks, she pounds her fist into her hand. "Oh, right! This is strategy, right? You're trying to distract me, when I should be giving a hundred and =thirty= percent!" The pink-clad dynamo leaps forward suddenly, dashing into a forward flip, but landing low for a tentative toe kick!
But if that lands, she'd be standing sharply into a... er... headbutt? Let's just call it what the locals do: "Cabecada!!"

COMBATSYS: Nanako counters Light Kick from Momoko with Nyanko Super Destroyer.
- Power hit! -

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Nanako           0/-------/----===|=======\====---\1           Momoko

"Well," Nanako explains, brows furrowed as she lifts a finger to her cheek, idly rubbing it. "I mean that there's a few students there who could probably teach you, see. Teachers don't teach martial arts...well, that I'm aware, and..." Trailing off, it would seem Momoko's childlike logic has bemused poor Nanako. She ponders a moment before she chimes, "You just ask some of the students, I guess!!" Why? Is she going to go there, she wonders?

Woah, wait. "S-strategy!?" Looking aghast, Nanako stares in disbelief, just before the tiny girl comes barreling forward at Nanako. "WAAAH!" Hands thrust forward, to grab the girl by her toes. Snagged, she pulls Momoko down and thrusts a fist forward, punching the kid once in the gut, followed by a series of rapid blows. "NYANKO! SUPER!!!" Crouching low, the girl coils a fist before she jerks up, executing a fierce uppercut to Momoko's jaw. "DESTROYER!!!"

"Oh!" It all makes perfect sense once Nanako explains -- but Momoko is still a few years away from attending a high school. So she's got plenty of time to decide!
... And she also has time to consider why =not= to get in Nanako's face, as she finds her leg jerked out from under her. "Uwaa-aaah!" she cries, before taking a series of =poundings= to the tummy. She'd already =taken= plenty there, so these hurt even more! CHILD ABUSE!
But it's nothing compared to the rocket punch that slams into the younger girl's jaw, sending her sailing into the sky! Momoko may be enthusiastic about everything else, but the metallic taste of blood in her mouth is =not= something she'd like to taste again.
Only through the last of her efforts is she able to right herself in midair, a feat managed through a few years of practice. But she won't be jumping right back up, though! No... while she was flying, the pink dynamo started to get a little =more= pink. Nanako might be able to feel the ripples of psychic energy emanating from the little girl, the rather impressively =powerful= pull. Gulping with a distasteful expression on her face, she looks back to Nanako, forcing a smile. She has to put on a good show! "Th-that was good! I... I just have one more thing to show you!" she cries, over the rather loud sound of crystalline energy materializing in her open palms, taking visible form as a brilliant, pink-and-white orb of energy. Pushing herself to standing, she cries, "It's... called... "ES-PERRRRR!" The sudden release of the unstable orb of energy is akin to a shotgun blast, rapidly towards Nanako as it knocks Momoko flat onto her duff. For once, the perpetual motion machine has ground to a temporary halt, resting on the ground with a drowsy expression on...

COMBATSYS: Momoko can no longer fight.

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Nanako           0/-------/----===|

COMBATSYS: Nanako blocks Momoko's Esper.

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Nanako           0/-------/--=====|

Hey! It's not child abuse! It's a League Fight!

So okay, that's not really a legitimate excuse, but whatever the case, Nanako is beating on poor little Momoko. The final punch is beefy for once; it sends poor Momoko skyrocketing and a particularly unpleasant taste of blood in her mouth. Nanako, on the other hand, holds her pose, hand extended and fist tight as she offers a determined look to the observers all around.

But what's this? There's a glow coming from above, and that familiar feel of energy swelling. Blinking, eyes turn up, to the sky where Momoko lingers. In her hands is a huge orb that looks particularly unwelcoming. "Bwah," she intelligently comments, eyes going wide as it's let loose and shot forward, right for Nanako. "AHHH!" Arms rise, blocking the girl's face as it sails for her, the brunt taken on those slender arms. Withstanding most of it, Nanako furrows her brows as it dissipates, arms sizzling.

"Owowowowowowow!" Shaking said arms rapidly, Nanako cools them off, despite the awful heat of this awful country. When she's calmed the pigtailed girl wanders over and leans over Momoko, peering thoughtfully at the kid.

"Ummmmm," Lifting a hand, she rubs the back of her head sheepishly. "Hey, I'm sorry. Here, lemmie buy you an ice cream or somethin', okay?" That offered, she presents a hand for the drowsy-eyed Capoeira disciple, intent on being a good sport, despite the fight!

COMBATSYS: Nanako takes no action.

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Nanako           0/-------/--=====|

COMBATSYS: Nanako has ended the fight here.

Momoko gives a =very= wide yawn, covering her mouth with a hand. No, not because Nanako's boring her. Really! She's just =totally= burnt out at this point, rubbing her eyes. No, she's not crying. NO REALLY, because she's totally smiling when her hand is taken away.
Offer of ice cream? "Okay!" She takes Nanako's hand, using =much= of its leverage to help her to her feet. "My body's gotten all heeeeeeavyyyy...." She shakes her head woozily, forging a winning grin even though she's not the winner of this bout! Because that's what she =does!=
"What's your favorite kind of ice cream?" She can still keep running her mouth though... all the way to the ice cream store!

Log created by Nanako, and last modified on 03:09:53 02/23/2007.