Neo League 676 - #697: Kyo vs Choi

Description: Poor Choi. Not only does he find himself in a Neo League match at Seijyun High, where he's public enemy #1, but he also has to fight... Kyo Kusanagi?! (Winner: Kyo)

Seijyun High hates Choi. This is a statement of fact. Ever since it did everything in its power to get the little man arrested, there has been nothing but rejoicing throughout the halls. It was suspected that the documentation okaying the potential motion of bringing forward a suggestion for an intercom report celebrating the matter was in the process. However, all this was halted when the news arrived. Kyo Kusanagi was to have a fight here on the school grounds. And with who else but... Choi Bounge.

The turnout was immense, as was the sale of small concealable bricks. The girls were gathered around the main hall, most standing, some seated. They were watching with cold, cruel eyes. Not on Kyo, who was a hero even though he was a man. No. It on the horrible monster of a man, who was stretching. Someone was different about him. But it didn't matter. Discretely and politely, they adjusted their dresses. Yes. The bricks were still there.

Meanwhile, Choi finishes his stretches, and eyes the crowd. Girls. Girls. Hot young girls. Todoh. The SNF Camera crew. And his Interpol parole officer. He grips his glove with his ungloved hand. Wait. What? Choi was here... but with one glove off? Yes. Under orders of Igniz, Kula stole his glove. Now, Choi was metamorphosed into someone far more frightening than any man, woman, and child could imagine.

He was like Michael Jackson.

Releasing THE Glove, he adjusts his fedora, inspecting his opponent with cold, grim eyes. He wasn't here to have fun. He was here to win. After his loss against Kula, he was worried that he was on another losing streak. Kyo was a contender, and likely a much better fighter than him. With one of his primary weapons missing, he knew he had to avoid pulling the stops. And avoid being distracted by the nubile masses of teenage flesh around him.

Sweat built up around his brow.

Picking up on subtext really isn't one of Kyo's strong points, generally; the reigning World Warrior champ simply can't be bothered to notice that sort of thing, nine times out of ten, so the tension in the air... The almost palpable enmity directed at the tiny Korean man... Escapes the Kusanagi heir's attention almost entirely. Now, usually the distaste he's ignoring is directed at /him/, so the small part of Kyo's mind that actually recognises what's happening around him finds this a little bit, well, strange.

Mostly, though, Kyo can't quite put his finger on what seems unusual about this situation.

Tugging his own gloves - two of them, but neither, of course, clawed - tighter with a quiet creak of leather, Kyo ignores the assembled audience of wrathful schoolgirls entirely and instead focuses his attention directly on his opponent, looking down, waaaay down, at yonder Bounge.

"What the hell are you sweating about?" Kyo wonders aloud, showing his usual lack of tact. "Are you /that/ scared of fighting me? Heh... I don't really blame you," he allows, humble as always. "If you wanna forfeit and go change your pants, feel free, huh? Otherwise... Show me what you got, Short Round."



The reaction can be deconstructed into three initial points. The first point is when Choi takes in the insult. The sweat remains, but the demeanor shifts into a much more vicious gaze. The Korean does not take kindly to short jokes. Kyo was being a hot-headed jerk, and he knew it. The little man shifted his attention completely from the leering females.

The Second step is the wind back. The Korean raises his claw back, continuing his glare at the Kusanagi warrior. "Listen, buddy boy. I am going to get up there and make you EAT those words... with your tongue." He clips his claw in the air.

The third step is the attack. Choi takes three steps. On the third one, he begins the leap. He doesn't chant. He doesn't hoot. He doesn't cheer. He just whirls through the air like a football, his single claw out ahead of him. Already he was drifting down. His balance was off. He needed someone on his other arm to pull this off perfectly.

COMBATSYS: Choi has started a fight here.

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Choi             0/-------/-------|

COMBATSYS: Kyo has joined the fight here.

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Choi             0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0              Kyo

COMBATSYS: Choi successfully hits Kyo with Houkou Tenkan.

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Choi             0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0              Kyo

"That's the spirit," Kyo says, when Choi proves to have the mettle to not just puss out or anything; that seems to be the World Warrior's only response to the other fighter's threat. Of course, once Choi is flying through the air at him, things get a bit difficult: Nobody really /likes/ getting slashed up with a claw, unless they're some ind of freakmo. So naturally, Kyo attempts to get the hell out of the way.

This doesn't quite work.

Instead, Kyo gets clipped along the side, the shirt under his jacket getting laid open as his movement spreads the leather coat, a faint line of red blood suddenly appearing. Teeth gritting at the sting, Kyo's eyes narrow a little bit. Okay, little shrimp wants to play serious?

Twisting around, Kyo simply attempts to catch Choi as he lands but before the Korean can really get his balance; the younger fighter's left fist swings around in a hooking punch, his hand wreathed in the distinctive orange-crimson Kusanagi flames, the same flames trailing behind the motion of his arm. "Let's see how good your defense is!!" Kyo calls as he strikes. If the first punch lands, then he follows it with a second, downwards, fist and flames aiming to drive Choi /into/ the ground.

And if /that/ works, then Kyo steps on him.

COMBATSYS: Kyo successfully hits Choi with Aragami.

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Choi             1/-----==/=======|==-----\-------\0              Kyo

Well. The Korean knew he was way over his head when the Kusanagi boy was on him before the little man could recover. The next moment was all a blur. There was a flash of orange and red. An impact into the ground. And then a giant burning sensation for where his bones and skin used to be. There was the sound of hundreds of schoolgirls cheering. And then howling catcalls and voicing a great deal of frustration. "You left him alive!?" One girl shouted. The little man felt a large blunt object smash him in the gut. And then, the blur came back into focus.

Choi was standing in a deep crater filled with what seems like the burned portions of his skin. The Korean had no hat, and was bald as the day he was born. His glasses were intact, though that was the only thing that safely was. He was swaying side to side, surviving the attack as a technicality. He coughs. Once. Twice. "What the HELL, buddy boy?" The little man takes two steps. And then, dives.

Shooting at his legs, the Korean dips hard right. He reaches out, trying to grab the superior fighter by his shin. If landed, he would use it as leverage. Leverage for a supreme violation of claw to anus to the bearer of the Kusanagi seed.

COMBATSYS: Kyo blocks Choi's Geketsu Tsuki.

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Choi             1/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0              Kyo

Of course, Kyo seems largely unfazed by the terrible torment he has brought on Choi. Though once the schoolgirls start cheering and jeering, he straightens up and turns his attention away from the Korean, looking back over his shoulder at the crowd with a mildly befuddled expression.

What the hell is going on?

"Uh, right," Kyo mutters, turning to look back at Choi... Just in time to see the little fella dive for his legs. Twisting, Kyo gets caught... But when Choi tries to do something /extremely/ regrettable, the Kusanagi heir is still moving, the slashing claw instead cutting a shallow gash in the Perpetual Highschooler's leg. "Oh man... That was pretty slow. What's the matter, is your arthritis acting up?" Kyo wonders aloud, sweeping one leg up in a kick that aims to knock Choi /into the air/. "COME ON, ALREADY!!" Kyo bellows, as - if that first kick lands - he continues up /after/ Choi, swinging his other leg up in a /second/ kick. "YOU ASS-FREAK!"

COMBATSYS: Kyo successfully hits Choi with 75 Shiki Kai.

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Choi             1/=======/=======|====---\-------\0              Kyo

Choi's sneaky attack fails to leave much of a mark. His claw gets leg instead of tearing into tender hamflesh. That isn't the problematic part. With a wave of eager intake of air, the Korean is sent into the air. And with a screeching howl of unified ectasy, the Korean is sent smashing across the floor in a powerful kick.

Tumbling along the ground, he perks himself up. Technically, at least. It seems that his liver and spleen has collaspsed, and his lungs have dropped down to fill in that space. The Korean just looked lopside now. The howls don't stop this time. "FINISH HIM! FINISH HIM!" The girl shout, demanding blood to be spilled on the grounds. The blood of the pervert must be offered to saisiate the thirst of the future young women of the world.

Choi just stares at Kyo, and adjusts his glasses carefully. "Cocky little bastard. Oh. Wait. That's a symbol of your pride. I guess leaving you as an idiot would be more accurate AND effective."

COMBATSYS: Choi focuses on his next action.

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Choi             1/=======/=======|====---\-------\0              Kyo

Landing easily after his kick, Kyo brushes his hair out of his face and tilts his head to listen to the bloodthirsty cries of the Seijyun student body. Man, and he thought /he/ got people angry at him. "Did I scramble your brains or something? 'cause that didn't quite make any sense," Kusanagi notes after Choi's insults, watching the Korean watching him. "Don't worry though, once I knock your sorry ass out, I'm sure these chicks will have a good use for you," he adds, thumbing over his shoulder at the audience of schoolgirls.

Kyo will never admit it until his dying day, but, right now? He's a little scared for his own life.

"So let's get down to the business of sending you packing to sleepytime," Kyo says, deciding on a simple response to Choi's watchfulness... His right hand sweeps forward, almost negligently, flame trailing behind it; and from that flame a 'seed' of fire hits the ground, already moving as it blossoms into a creeping flower of Kusanagi flames, tearing across the ground directly at Choi! "Burn!!"

COMBATSYS: Kyo successfully hits Choi with Yami Barai.

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Choi             2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|=====--\-------\0              Kyo

A good use? You mean like a deep tissue massage. For a moment, Choi becomes distracted by the pretty girls demanding his body fluid. However, this proves to give the girls exactly what they want. The fires explode up at the Korean. Explode is probably the right word due to the fact that Choi is sent smashing up towards the ceiling with a crack. The Girls howl in delight as he sinks back down to the ground, landing with a smash.

Choi lies there for a moment. The Seijyun High 'cheerleaders' chant Kyo's name, who is probably going to be the new hero of Seijyun for taking out the hero of Taiyo. And then, Choi slowly raised his head up, momentarily staring at Kyo...

COMBATSYS: Choi takes no action.

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Kyo              0/-------/--=====|

COMBATSYS: Choi can no longer fight.

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Kyo              0/-------/--=====|

...Before falling straight back down on his face.

What Kyo IS going to be is deeply, deeply creeped out when any segment of the audience starts cheering his /name/. Normally, he'd be all for accolades as deserved by his genius for fighting and dashing good looks, but this is ridiculous. And kind of disturbing! "Yeah... Okay," the World Warrior champion mutters, rubbing the back of his head as he looks around at the crowd... Particularly with Choi falling right back over again.

Frowning down at the fallen Korean, Kyo starts to wonder if he should actually leave Choi here or not... But of course, there's Neo League security to take care of him, right? They wouldn't just leave the guy in the hands of a bunch of rabid schoolgirls, would they? "Next time, stay away from my ass," Kyo directs at Choi, whether or not the other fighter can hear him...

And then he turns around and walks away! What a jerk.

COMBATSYS: Kyo has ended the fight here.

Log created on 18:30:59 05/30/2008 by Kyo, and last modified on 13:58:36 06/01/2008.