Neo League 501 - #509: Drake vs Himeko

Description: Drake and Hime clash! Super Heroine vs The 'Dark-Side'! The harbor will never be the same again! Fog! Ice! Fish! Crates! Hard-hitting action! Thrills! Chills! Medical bills! And one of them KILLS PROFESSOR X!! (Winner: Drake)

Well someone has some weird luck today, because no matter where she fought outside it's been fog fog and more fog. And here in the harbor, it is certainly no exception! Luckily it's not as thick as it has been on board, so there's plenty of visable spots for the League Fight Camera Crew to catch on film.

It's a slightly windy day, about six in the evening with the sun hidden by the clouds. The harbor's wooden moat itself isn't very busy for one reason or another, leaving the area pretty heavily littered with large wooden crates packed with ice, seafood, more ice, and more seafood giving the area a fresh sea smell! In a way it kind of looks like a giant 3-D tetris game the way things are piled up.

"MORTALS!!" One of the fighters flips into the scene and lands hard on the creaky wood, her large black scarf flaps wildly in the wind. She was lucky she'd have a match so close to the Suiryuu, plus she had errands to run! However, she actually didn't know who which opponent she'd be facing. Not that it mattered, there are few she wouldn't test her skills against! "Hurricane Hime is here!"

Mortals, indeed! They're everywhere! Can't get away from'em!

But some mortals look better than others. Domino, for example, is one such Adonis. Wearing clothing befitting this crispy late afternoon, he strides out onto the planks of the harbor and offers some personable waves to the cameras. Hmph. Not much in the way of an audience for this, sadly. Oh well.

The amethyst eyes behind his visor-like shades fixate on Hurricane Hime, and Domino quirks a wry smile. "Hello again," he greets. "I'll be your opponent, Hurricane Hime. I wanna see how far you've come in your fighting." His right hand lifts and clenches into a fist. "That is, -if- you're brave enough to take me on again."

And with that question hanging in the air, Domino's left hand sets to his hip. The breezy wind tugs at the end of his pristine, white trench coat, and the model does his best to overlook the powerful aroma of fish heads.

No major audience? As of late that hadn't been a concern of the Hurricane, since she hadn't been promoting lately! But she could see how it'd be 'important' for someone like her opponent. But what does catch her off-guard is the purpose of his challenge! How far has she come? Well, if her belt rank says anything; a bit!

"Citizen Domino! Nice threads!" Hime calls in suprise, and greets with a salute. "I've read about your earlier injury, it's good to see you're up and on the go again! As for bravery, it's not a question of if I'm brave enough.."
Hime takes a couple of steps forward, first dropping to a crouch, then stands to sway her arms in various, power-rangerish motions, "It's a question of if I'm Saikyo enough!! And," *whoosh* "I!" *whoosh* "Am certainly Saikyo enough! Yahooo!"
And finally her fists raise in a sort of boxers stance, grinning like a maniac at her handsome opponent!

COMBATSYS: Drake has started a fight here.

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Drake            0/-------/-------|

COMBATSYS: Himeko has joined the fight here.

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Himeko           0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0            Drake

The wry smile only turns more amused by this display, and Domino thrusts his index finger out towards Hurricane Hime. "In that case, you'd better not hold back!" That being said, his posture seems to relax for a moment. His left hand leaves his hip to snatch the swipe the shades from his face and relocate them to an inner-pocket of his coat. The right hand lifts to whisk through his bangs, ruffling them... which does little more than draw attention to his stylish hair, since the bangs fall right back into place anyway.

Stance is at last assumed, left foot forward and right foot back in a shallow backstance. His right hand hovers at chest level, fingers splayed at the ready to grab, and his left arm angles before him, palm flat. Fairly unorthodox, but original, if nothing else. Suits his style just fine.

And from there, Domino waits for someone to announce the fight's beginning.

Better not hold back? While Hime seems confident, the more logical part of her is a little nervous. The last time she fought Arika she had some new tricks, which means Drake may as well- It's going to take some serious observing, yet she'll need to go all out from the start! A very tough position indeed.

"Fighters, GO FOR BROKE!"

That means 'go'! And that's what Hurricane is on the once the signal is given, the girl dashing toward the grappler without much finesse! She kicks off the flooring, tucks in her knees, and comes rolling at Drake like a little pink bolwing ball! Looks familiar, doesn't it? "Hurricane Hime... SANJOU!"

COMBATSYS: Himeko successfully hits Drake with Medium Strike.

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Himeko           0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0            Drake

It does look familiar! Familiar enough to make the martial artist wrestler blink. It's in that moment of wtf'ery that she collides with him, causing him to stagger back a step or two with an 'nnf'. His arms then lifts a little, just in case she intends to follow it up... but this seems pointless. There's a second's lag here, in which he can step in. So that's precisely what Domino does.

Maneuvering in towards Hurrican Hime's side, a gloved hand lunges for the girl's throat to grab her and hoist her up. Not so much with the use of raw physical power so much as just yanking her off her feet. With just a half-spin, he attempts to chuck the very lightweight girl towards the nearby crates.

COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits Himeko with Fast Throw.

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Himeko           0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0            Drake

"OOF!" cries Hime as she rebounds off of Domino, and flips back to her feet seeming mildly dizzy. She then gives that crazy grin as she rubs the back of her head, "That kind of hurt! Ha h-huh??" Looks like she lost sight of him for a moment.

Drake's on her side suddenly, she has some grappling experience, so she resists the pressure for just a moment, and then goes flying toward the crates once she's overpowered, and slams then bounces off the crate! She plants flat on her face, doesn't seem there was enough force to break that crate completely, but two of the boards did cave in! "That was unpleasent!"

She's quick to her feet though, and rushes forward again! This time she intends, once she's close enough, to snap a quick side-kick at Domino's hips, one for one hip and then a second at the other! "Hurricane Kicks!"

COMBATSYS: Drake dodges Himeko's Light Kick.

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Himeko           0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0            Drake

With Hurricane Hime flying off towards the crates, Domino takes a moment to brush the backs of a few fingers over the lap of his coat. "Not bad. Pretty unpredictable," he comments.

But then she's rushing at him again, and he sets himself back into his stance. The first kick he swerves aside from crisply, and the second kick sees him evade back onto his right foot. He perches on the one foot for all of a second before suddenly dropping onto his left foot in a low forward stance, both hands rocketing out towards Hurricane Hime's midsection in a double palmheel strike. The moment his arms are extended fully, his hands ignite in a dazzling explosion of white concussive energy.

COMBATSYS: Himeko blocks Drake's Whiteout.

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Himeko           0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0            Drake

Hime has noticed one thing in particular about Domino. That is a REALLY NICE COAT. It's almost as nice as her scarf, come to think of it. And she thinks this while she's kicking, even! Luckily for her, her missed kicks don't leave her too wide open so the double-palmed strike doesn't get her off-guard.

She's able to get her textbook out so the strikes hit it, instead of herself! It even seems to absorb a bit of white energy that comes with the strike, though the force is still enough to push her back a little. She'll work with that, though, so she leaps up and lands atop of one of the crates, and punches one fist into her open palm, "It's time to kick things up a notch! I hope you ate a light lunch!" the girl cries as her scarf ends shoot upward, flapping wildly.

COMBATSYS: Himeko focuses on her next action.

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Himeko           0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0            Drake

Domino opens his mouth to retort to this.. but he then thinks better of it and closes his mouth again. Was that a joke? I mean, come no. A model? Slender and athletic as him? Eating a lot? Pft. Instead, he just concentrates more on the situation at hand. She seems to be preparing for something spectacular now, so this would seem an ideal time to deal some quick, blitz damage while her defenses are apparently down.

So Domino dashes in towards her, coat trailing out behind him dramatically. As he nears the crate, the agile acrobat springs into the air and turns over sharply, snapping out a reverse knifehand strike towards the side of Hurricane Hime's neck.

COMBATSYS: Himeko interrupts Quick Punch from Drake with Ghost Writer.

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Himeko           0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0            Drake

The Hurricane wags a finger at Drake. Not because he's doing anything wrong, but because it looks cool. The heroine is ALL ABOUT looking cool, and as the modeling wrestler comes in close, she outright turns her back to him.. Leaving herself wide open??

Not quite! As the chop strikes down, Hime kicks up dust and is shooting through the blow, and Domino takes a big slam right under his jaw via the spine of her then glowing textbook! "ORYAAAA!"

At the height of her book uppercut, she twirls in the air to land on her feet once more. "By the way, that's why they call me Hurricane Hime!"

Domino is struck rather surprisingly and soundly, arcing back and slamming against the ground. Amethyst eyes widen a moment.. but he quickly kips right back up to his feet. "Uh-huh..," he murmers under his breath, sounding more astonished than sarcastic.

But now for something a little more brute-worthy.

With her standing there on that crate, it's just too easy a target to go for. Domino rushes in towards her again, and this time makes a grab for her ankle. If caught, he turns sharply and yanks on the limb, jerking her into the air and slamming her down front-first against the wooden planks of the harbor. Not particularly gentile when in the ring, is he? Then again, that's all a part of Domino's gimmick. This is the Dark Side of Domino.

COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits Himeko with Medium Throw.

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Himeko           0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0            Drake

"Ha HA!" Hime blurts in a Saishu-esque manner, quite proud of the reaction she got out of Domino. She knows that her style has been growing more solid as the days pass, but if only she could just get a little more out of what she can do now.. This is a doubly-thoughtful thought once Drake comes in, she sees him reaching for her ankle, but just can't jerk it away in enough time!

"Waah!" she cries, twisting in the air and lands quite uncomfortably onto the planks below- It's actually a bit comical the way she lands, she managing to at least slip her ankle free and roll along the floor to get up again.. And she holds her nose. This.. Wasn't working! She needed to turn things around somehow! So she reaches into her thigh holster, taking out two handfuls of index cards and leaps toward Drake, her palms extended, "Here we go!!"

COMBATSYS: Himeko successfully hits Drake with Read All About It!.

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Himeko           1/-------/=======|======-\-------\0            Drake

Where her hands settle? Right on Drake's hips! And what follows is instantaneous, Drake is twirling like a drill, the sheets twirl and wrap with him until he's mummified within the whirlwind. And that's when her palms close in, the whirlwind squeezing the model tighter and tighter until the pressure is too much and the wrapping explodes, sending her tumbling backward as a result! "WAAAH!!"

"Hmph." That about says it all for Domino. But then she's springing at his face. He really has all the time in the world to move out of the way, and the intention is there, rest assured. But.. there are reservations. Perhaps he felt Hurricane Hime needed a little morale pick-me-up. Perhaps he had morbid curiosity about what cards will do. Perhaps- oh, hell that hurt.

Domino is bowled over. By cards. Good God. He hits the ground and skids over on his shoulders. Through trained graces however, he twists back to land on his feet, obsidian eyebrow quirked.

"What. The Hell..."

WTF'ery Part Deux!

But then Domino is dashing in once more, fully intent on keeping the pressure on the girl. He attempts to grab her in a forward headlock under his left arm, and his right hand grabs for her hip to hoist her vertically into the air, upside-down. If caught, he suspends her there several seconds, permitting the blood to rush to her head before leaping up and dropping aside. The idea, of course, is to drive her head against the harbor planks. Hard.

COMBATSYS: Himeko interrupts Strong Throw from Drake with Magic School Bus.

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Himeko           1/-----==/=======|=======\=------\1            Drake

"Ha HA!" Though note that this time Hime doesn't make any effort to link the technique to her name. The pink-clad heroine shrugs at Domino with a grin, an innocent little smile. She knows he hasn't seen that one before! Though the downside is, it kind of wore her down a bit. She won't be able to do too much more at the rate she's going but... Going all out from the start!

As Domino bursts toward her again, she drops into a grapplers stance of her own, cards still in hand, and as she reaches forward, she falls into the headlock with a squeak! Pay close attention, it gets weird when she's hefted into the air.

While the blood is flowing, she still manages concentration, and they both go SLAMMING to the ground, and Drake finds his ankles bound and lifted up into the air! The pair roll like a giant wheel, and in the end, he finds his wrists and ankles bound togeather behind him by paper rope in an amateur hogtie bind with the little Hurricane standing on his back, looking frazzled and a bit beaten up. Though Drake isn't into that, right? .. Uh. Right? "Hup!" and she pulls sharply on the center knot, extending the models shoulders, neck, and hips until the entire rope breaks and comes undone! "Oof!"

Well, that certainly -was- complicated. Domino isn't even sure what just happened. All he knows is that his limbs are being fairly contorted, and pained. Though he breaks out and hits against the ground with an 'nnf' sound, teeth gritting. Finally, he rolls aside and pushes himself back up to his feet, amethyst eyes narrowing on Hurricane Hime.

"I've been going way too easy on you," he mutters under his breath.

Stance is resumed, and the model begins analyzing her and her weird new techniques...

COMBATSYS: Drake focuses on his next action.

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Himeko           1/-----==/=======|=======\=------\1            Drake

Hime of course is quick to her feet, though her shoulders raise and fall pretty quickly. She might have put -too- much into her plan, leaving her to feel a little tired out too quickly... But on the other hand, she still has a couple of tricks up her sleeve; but things will have to go her way!

Still though, she's in a bright mood, even if she's not used to this... Dark Side of Drake. It's slightly unnerving. Just slightly. Rubbing at the bottom of her nose with her pointer finger, the heroine nods in agreement, "Yes, you have! The bad news is though...."

She stands up straight, raises her foot in the air and stomps down onto the plank. She then raises it again, stomping down a second time, "It's too late! I'm getting pumped! I can hear the crowd is calling for Hime! Hime! Hime!"

COMBATSYS: Himeko gathers her will.

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Himeko           1/-======/=======|=======\=------\1            Drake

"You wish."

Domino's eyes narrow, and he's suddenly dashing in towards Hurricane Hime. In a blurr of twisting movement, the martial artist takes to flight and aims to drive his left knee into Hime's chin to lift her off her feet and follow up with a right kick - a butterfly kick - to send her into the air. Even still, this does not stop the elevation of his jump. If struck, he follows right along with her and twists over a second time, delivering a second butterfly kick. Though this time the final stroke of his leg aims to blast her away from him.

And after all is said and done, Domino drops to a knelt position, back turned to his opponent, expression neutral.

COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits Himeko with Lunar Eclipse.

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Himeko           2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|=------\-------\0            Drake

Uh oh.. Here he comes! And he's really.. Really fast!

But Hime isn't completely overwhelmed, for a moment he can see the wrassler coming at her, and she nods her head, hand extended slightly for a mysterious reason!

But whatever plan she had in mind, she seems to call it off at the last minute, instead drawing out her textbook and almost cackling to Drake's retort. The bad news is, Drake manages to land his first blow before she can whip her book out! The knee slams into her chin, making her lurch backward, and the twisty kick afterward knocks her upward. "G'uuh!!" The cameras just barely manages to catch the kicks after that even with the fog in the way, and with a yelp, the pink heroine shoots toward the plank and smashes into and through a four stack of the wooden crates. Ice, wood, and fish fly EVERYWHERE!!!

".. ow." Comes the young girls voice after a moment, she pushes the wreckage off of her and spits a frozen fish out of her mouth. ".. I must look really lame right now, this is so embarassing... WHELP!" Book still in hand, she holds it up like one would hold a firearm, pointing it at Drake, "I still have my Trap Card! BANG!" And the book sprays a torret of glowing paper sheets! Page after page races toward Drake threatening to pummel him into submission! But she doesn't look much cooler from that point, she then flopping face first into the stack of crushed ice.

COMBATSYS: Himeko can no longer fight.

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Drake            0/-------/------=|

COMBATSYS: Drake dodges Himeko's Schoolhouse Rock!.

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Drake            0/-------/------=|

With Domino crouched, back still turned to the heroine, a smirk touches to his lips. Dang straight. This is -his- show. Absurd, letting Hurricane Hime work him over as much as he has. Then again, her attacks are very... strange. Unique. He kind've likes that.

But there's movement behind him.

Amethyst eyes glance sidelong, and he quirks an obsidian eyebrow. "What? Still moving?"

Another sound. An odd sound. Like something being flipped through the air. Paper? No.. -cards-.

Suddenly Domino is in the air, twisting in a spiraling backflip. This shifts into an acrobatic inverted pirouette as the cards pass beneath him harmlessly, landing him neatly on his feet again facing her. With the tail of his pristine white trench coat billowing out behind him, his left hand sets to his hip and his right hand extends, index finger pointing dramatically at his fallen opponent once more.

"Stay down! You've fought well, Hurricane Hime. You've made some notable improvements, and I'm impressed. But don't over-do it!"

"Nngh.." Hime pushes herself up a bit, she's definatly trying to get up again but.. Wow that was a -really- amazing combination Domino used, she's hurting all over! So she collapses again, laying on the chilly floor and flops onto her back to look to her opponent, seeming pretty bushed. "H- Hehe, thanks.. I guess it isn't my time for the spotlight just yet. But next time..." The girl raises her gloved hands to v-sign, "Next time I'll win for sure!! Aaaaah ha ha ha--ooooooow!" T.T

The finger retracts, and Domino defers the hand to swiping the shades back out of his internal coat pocket. With a quick flick of the wrist, the earpieces are deployed. His head turns to regard the camera to flash it a cocky smile and a wink, then the shades are settled back over his eyes. "I don't think so," he replies to Hurricane Hime. "But it's a lofty goal to try for, and everyone needs one've those," he comments offhandedly.

Three... two... one...

"So, you okay?" This is asked with a bright, charming smile. Just like that, Domino has returned to the Light Side.

There's a look of mild confusion on the heroine's face as she continues to stare up at Drake. That was kinda weird. In a way it reminded her of herself, only her modes are Nerd and Dork. Was it psychological? Was it an act? Suddenly she was very curious; it'd have to wait until another interview, however! "Uhhh.. I've been better," she replies, seeming a bit stunned. She rubs her jaw as she gets the strength to sit up, and then twirls around to face the wrestler. "You haven't gotten rusty at all.. But you've definatly got.. Stronger. Yeowch."

Domino leans over, hands setting to his knees to look down at the short blonde from over the rim of his shades. "War'll do that to a guy. You heard I lead the Shooting Stars into Thailand, right? Nothing'll toughen up your fighting like seriously fighting for your life," he explains. "Though I'm glad you said that. I've been out doing more modeling than fighting lately, and I was worried it was bunking my training..." Pause. "Thanks."

Hime twists her lips a little. War, huh? It seems like a steep price to pay to get results like that, but she keeps that thought to herself. "Y- Yeah, there was a segment about it on CNN if I recall correctly. But um.. It was no problem, I mean it's true, so it's kind of weird to say 'You're welcome'!"

The girl looks a little closer to Drake then, and for a moment her eyes are locked to his when she gets a better look over the rims of the shades. The situation becomes a little more.. Obvious, then, making her dusky cheeks suddenly flare up red, and she jumps to her feet with strength regained much too quickly, and she flails her arms, "I.. I uh..!! I gotta go do some shopping so I have to go, bye!"

In mild panic she twirls around and bounds onto a stairwell of crates, and at the very top leaps into the vog to make a VERY cool vanishing exit. Fight, Hurricane Hime, for everlasting peace!

Log created on 18:32:50 09/27/2007 by Himeko, and last modified on 20:10:31 09/30/2007.