LLK Act I.War - War : Big Bad Billy

Description: Edge decides to go for Billy's staff in his TIME OF WEAKNESS. Gan, nearby, refuses to allow Billy to enact terrible revenge and turn Edge into an EXAMPLE. So what happens!? Why, violence, of course. But watch out for that nasty stick he has, and it's ability to live on THE EDGE...'s blood. It's all that and more!

Billy Kane has been gone for days.
His sister's laundromat was utterly annihilated in a massive fight. This is no small deal. No matter who stepped into the city, there were limits. There were rules of engagement. Coming after his sibling unleashes the demon born within his soul. Most anyone knows that Billy is not someone who can be manipulated by his love. It brings out a ferocity and bloodthirst that is far more difficult to deal with... making it sublimely /better/ to leave him worried, wondering, and defensive.
Krizalid destroyed that, and made this war personal.
What does that entail? The NESTS team that lies shattered and broken around this street is a sign of his shifted attitude. Many might never rise again. He has been questing through the streets, a lone snake striking out and destroying any sign of the interlopers. Right now, the lean and obviously still injured Billy Kane rests against the side of a building, breathing heavily with sweat running down his brow. Bandages are wrapped around his head and chest, one arm nearly mummified, some having spots of blood that leak through. One of his eyes he can't see through. Really, if there was ever a time the world famous combatant was vulnerable, it would be this moment.
Although the fire in his eyes, leaning forward and using his crimson bo staff to prop himself, contrasts the transient weakness in his mortal coil.

In the middle of the attack that NESTS has launched in the area, one would think that there were more important things to worry about other than chicanery. With the madness that's engulfed Gedo High as of late, though, there's been very little that Edge has found to tide himself over. Unable to harass any of his fellow students, plot horrible pranks, or in the very least, fall asleep in class, the spike-haired student has restored to far more dangerous methods of sating that horrible beast inside him that is the need to grief other people.

Cut to right now. He'd heard the racket that resulted from Billy's fight with the NESTS soldiers, which drew his attention like a moth to flame. Having taken to some of the lower roofs to get around the madness in the streets, it wasn't long before he found his way to the wreckage of bodies, and the bandaged Billy Kane. One hand went to his chin, rubbing it idly as he pondered what could be done here... and after a few moments, the light bulb went off. One hand went into his pocket, rummaging out a signifigant length of twine. One end is tied into a makeshift lasso, and after plotting out an escape route, he lies down atop the roof right over where Billy is resting. The twine is lowered, and eventually looped around the top of the staff. "Man, if this works..." After bracing himself, he grabs onto the twine with both hands and pulls, hard.

Well, Billy is recouperating from his exertion, while he's still recovering from the defeat acquired from Whip and Krizalid. Normally he's a rather attuned individual, but all he can hear is his own heartbeat, all he can see is a mild blur, still lightheaded. The twine descends, and snags the top of his staff. When it's yanked up, it slips through his lax fingers; he stumbles forward, catching himself before falling flat on his face. To say this is surprising is an understatement. Few people would dare to do that on a GOOD day. Too disoriented, he swishes up a hand... a miss. Edge gains his treat. "What the fff--" A long stream of delightful curse words. The griefing is off to a good spot. Stepping back and off the sidewalk, nearly tripping over a fallen NESTS soldier, he squints his good eye towards the roof. "Who the FUCK is messing with me?!" Assuming Edge didn't duck out of sight, he should hopefully swim into focus in short order!

A larger boy, taller than even edge and his hair, is nearby. "...." Silently, he watches on as Edge begins to mess with Billy. He does not understand this act of Edge. Why he would do such a thing. What purpose it serves. He had told him, as well, Billy was a violent man. But he was a good man. At least, that is what Gan has been tricked into thinking.

Perhaps it is not entirely a trick.

Gan looks on at the broken agents, as well as the reactions that Edge gets from the man. It is no good. There is no helping him from the path that he has brought himself down into. For now, the large and green clad highschooler stays watching, arms crossed, across the street. He's obvious to be seen.

Noticeably, he doesn't get involved.

Edge.. he will not stop Edge, even if it was for the best.

Oh, you better believe he ducked out of sight.

Once the staff came up and he didn't get yanked off the roof, Edge skittered back and away from visibility's range. He yanks up on the twine again, and the staff is grabbed in both hands. Then he hears Billy yelling, and the reaction only makes him grin that much wider when it's finally reeled in. "Don't take it personally, sucker!" Admittedly, he might not have considered the horrible griefing under normal circumstances, but this is an authentic Billy Kane staff. Not one of those cheap fakes sold in stores for the chumps that buy things before fights. This thing will sell for a /fortune/.

As he starts to run and walk away, there's something about as large as an elephant, and about as good at hiding, clad in green and across the street. He doesn't say anything, just giving the giant sumo student a thumbs-up and a big grin before he starts to make his escape.

But then, karma kicks Edge square in the face.

He manages to get about eight steps in before the staff manages to seperate its bottom section. As unexpected as this was, it manages to tangle up in the lanky student's legs, sending him face-first on the roof. "Gaaaaah! Son of a--!" While he's able to grab onto the edge of the roof before free-falling, the staff slides right back to the ground again, right at its rightful owner's feet. "..... aw, fuckin' ay.."

It's indeed a rather nice staff. It's remarkably heavy -- as if it was filled with lead. Almost seamless lines seperate it into three even parts, and it is covered with dings, bangs, and other things atop the metallic red. There is no obvious mechanicism to break it into multiple sections, or anything of that manner. ...at least, obviously. It requires /twisting/ you see. It seems fate is kind to Billy, although he took a moment to glance and notice Gan. His large profile is rather hard to mistake, after all. The staff clatters before him, and with an almost grandfatherly grunt of discomfort he squats and snatches it up. "Well, ain't that somethin'." he grumbles to himself, before suddenly lunging up with his free hand, attempting to catch Edge by the ankle. "YOU LITTLE SHITFACED GEDO DOG, SHOULDA STAYED SCROUNGIN' IN THE ALLEYS!!" And if he can get his proverbial mitts upon him, he'll wrench downwards, twisting and attempting to slam Edge back-first into an adjacent newspaper vender!!

COMBATSYS: Billy has started a fight here.

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Billy            0/-------/-------|

COMBATSYS: Edge has joined the fight here on the right meter side.

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Billy            0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0             Edge

COMBATSYS: Gan has joined the fight here on the right meter side.

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Billy            0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0              Gan
                                  >  //////////////////////////////]
                                 |-------\-------\0             Edge

The large student nods to Edge. He is a bit off, and a bit of a trouble sometimes, but Gan has only pleasant words towards Edge, generally. Even if he is a bit rough around the edges. And everything else. Edge just has that rustic bad boy charm, is all. If only he put it to good use more often.

Gan needs not get involved, and prefers not to. It is not his part in this to do so. Yet, fate decides that it is not. Just as he finishes nodding, Edge goes sprawling, tangled within that staff's sections.

And down he goes, hanging. Gan begins to move, a slow gait, the sandals clacking against the ground as he takes it step by step.

It is as Billy attempts to tear Edge a new one, and make the news stick, that Gan worries. Even if he is sure it would be some breaking news, this live coverage will have to be interrupted. "Put him....down!" Billy's attention, taken for a moment, may end up with Gan slamming into the thug's side.. his shoulder down low, and his body crashing into Billy.

Strike or not, he steps away - or tries - from slamming Billy into the wall - or just the wall. "I know what he has done.. but you will not turn him into those." The corpses. You know. The ones ALL OVER THE PLACE.

COMBATSYS: Edge endures Billy's Quick Throw.

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Billy            0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0              Gan
                                  >  ////////////////////////      ]
                                 |===----\-------\0             Edge

Shit. That's definitely a hand on his ankle. "GO FUCK YOURSELF, KANE!" Well, he's already in neck-deep as it is, there's not much else he can do to get out of this one. His grip only manages to prevent his horrible flinging tragedy for a few seconds, and it's away from the roof he goes. When Billy starts the twist at the ankle, Edge's body twists right along with it, and smash into the vendor's stand he does! While all that twisting was still enough to cause him to crash rather violently into the stand, he managed to get around to his side, absorbing the impact in one shoulder, which allowed him to roll away from the wreckage and right back towards his victim-turned-assailant. And as he's rolling to his feet, he sees the Gedo giant come charging forward. "Come on, Gan, let's mess this jackass up!"

Rather than pop back up to his feet, Edge remains crouching. And when Gan charges in, he attempts to coordinate with the shoulder-tackle, springing from the ground in a forward flip. His left foot leads, trailing right past Billy as the left follows shortly after, aiming to drive the heel of his boot into Billy's head.

COMBATSYS: Gan successfully hits Billy with Gedo Tackle.

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Billy            0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0              Gan
                                  >  ///////////////////////       ]
                                 |==-----\-------\0             Edge

COMBATSYS: Billy blocks Edge's Spinning Axe Kick.

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Billy            0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0              Gan
                                  >  ///////////////////////       ]
                                 |===----\-------\0             Edge

Well, well. Billy certainly didn't care to battle these two. He seems more annoyed then anything else, anger lacing him like some taint or disease. "So this is what you sons of bitches offer me, huh?!" he shouts out, hearing Gan coming but not having either the vantage point or position to deal with the vicious slam, crushing him against the side of the building. He's still a remarkably solid individual, letting out a hiss of pain. Blood oozes from the bandages upon that side. His staff interjects before Edge's kick however, managing to shrug it away with effort. He stumbles backwards, panting deeply as he glances at the pair. He looks off, odd, muddled. "...I'll break you both in half." he growls out, decisively. Then whirls his staff around while slipping closer to Edge, before slamming it into the ground. It bows, bends, and then launches the fighter high into the air. He descends, nearly ragdoll, before gathering himself and lashing out the end, attempting to slam into Edge's shoulder with one vicious blow!! "GO TO HELL!!" They are agreed. One of the two will now!

COMBATSYS: Edge blocks Billy's Flying Assault Cane.

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Billy            0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0              Gan
                                  >  ////////////////////          ]
                                 |======-\-------\0             Edge

Edge is quite the potty mouth, Gan notes. Oh, but Gan has known this for so long. His choice of words is anything but nice, yet, Gan does not let it bother him. There are more important things to focus on, as Edge crashes into the sand, rolling away and towards to Billy. Gan, crashing into the edge of Billy, looks on to Edge as he tries to drive the heel into Billy's head.

The yelling from Billy - he is mad. He is angry. He is .. VIOLENT! He must be taken care of before he hurts someone, student or not, because they get on his bad side. Which is no problem, because that has already happened. "You will not.." Gan states, "Harm anyone else today."

The staff whirls towards Edge, as it slams into the ground and bends, as he's launched upwards, and to slam down into Edge. Meanwhile.. Gan charges in again, but differently. He means only to interfere with Billy, to grasp and to take his attention off of Edge, to fight with him in strength - but not to strike, bend or break.

"You are angry. You will hurt someone with such anger... who does not deserve it."

Edge does. That's not his point here! It might give Edge a bit of an easier time dealing with Billy - and kicking him around as Gan tries to manhandle Billy.

COMBATSYS: Gan assists Edge.

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Billy            0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0              Gan
                                  >  ////////////////////          ]
                                 |======-\-------\0             Edge

Foot meets staff, and Edge pushes away from it, skittering backwards on one leg while the other makes its way back down to the concrete. It takes him a moment to regain his footing, which he's thankfully given after Gan goes and slams Billy up against a wall. "Heh. Look at him, big man! Gonna break us in half, huh?" A sneer pulls at the blonde's lips now, matched with a derisive high-pitched snicker as his left hand finds its way into its pocket. "Go fuck yourself!" is shouted up at the airborne Billy Kane, and just as quickly as it rested in a pocket, the left hand lifts again, crossing up and over him along with the right. The cane comes down and crashes against his forearms with enough strength to almost knock the feeling right out of them. He forces the sneer to stay on his lips, though; can't let the stick-wielder know how much that goddamn hurt.

Shortly after impact, Gan is moving in again... but this time, it's an interference attempt. "Good one, Gan! We'll show 'im not to fuck with Gedo!" With the sumo trying to get hold of Billy, Edge rushes in with a flurry of fists, aiming to drive one, two, three, four solid strikes into Kane's head. Should the combination strike, he'll follow it all up with one good, hard knee right into the solar plexus.

COMBATSYS: Billy interrupts Beat Down EX from Edge with Whirlwind Cane.
- Power hit! -

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Billy            0/-------/--=====|=------\-------\0              Gan
                                  >  /////////////                 ]
                                 |=======\===----\1             Edge

Gan really might be on to something more then he wagers. Certainly this is not the laid back, smart talking Billy that the public knows. Not even the man that Gan talked to only a week or two earlier. This is someone significantly darker, and driven in a manner likely not healthy. "Fuck you. Fuck both of you. I'm strong enough to beat the shit out of every fucking person who dares to mess with my city!! And I'll stop..." He whirls forward, shrugging through Gan's attempted interference with a manic strength. He's caught in the shoulder with a blow and strike, before unleashing a veritable onslaught of whirling blows that batter him thoroughly, a final snap of his wrist sending Edge flying backwards with a snarl. "EVERY LAST ONE OF THEM!!" Billy certainly isn't fighting like someone weaker. No, he's driven as much as ever, focusing him once more like a laser...

"You .. are not.. as strong as you think." Gan tries to wrestle with Billy, but cannot manage it. Gan's interference is washed away, as Billy moves forwards, manic strength driving him, as he catches Edge's assault - and then unleashes his own, the battering blows that seem to tear into and through the smaller boy, Edge.

"You ... deal with me!" Gan demands as the boy, tossed away but a moment ago, crashes against the pavement. Sandals clack against the tough material, the muscles of the giant driving him forwards. He has seen all that are friends driven by such stronger men, struck about, beaten, defeated. All he does is stand by.

Sometimes the giant must stop being so gentle, and take on the mantle of the violent nature many associate him with.

Even if it is not true.

"GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" The sandal slams down, into the ground behind Billy. The force of the strike shakes the ground near him, an eruption of chi-energy aided by the massive foot that rises once more, to slam into Billy, if he happens to fall prey to the sudden eruption.


Well, that didn't go as planned. He was starting to feel good about things as the first strike landed solid, but then there's a blur of stick and pain, and that's all that Edge knows until he's send backwards, smashing back-first into a nearby wall. There's a visible cough of blood on impact, and while there's a stagger as he moves away from the wall, he's still on his feet. "Fuck.. you.." Another cough, then that high-toned snicker starts to cut the air again. "Your city? The fuck you ever done for the rest of us, huh? Fuck you done for Gedo? Ain't never fuckin' seen you carin' about anyone out of your goddamn crystal tower, you blowhard prick." Slowly, Edge settles into a crouch, and both hands slip into his pockets. "Think you can fuckin' talk like you give a shit 'bout our city? Only reason you care is 'cause your fuckin' paycheck is here."

When Gan's foot hits the ground, another sharp hop is taken backwards, along with a shuffle to put himself off to one side, and the reason for such becomes blatantly evident when his hands withdraw from his pockets; switchblades are nestled between his fingers, eight in total, none of them currently unsheathed. As his hands both snap back, all eight knives simultaneously snap their blades out. Both hands lash forward at the same time, whipping the mass of knives at Billy's chest and stomach with all the force his battered form can muster in what could very well end up being a last-ditch effort.


COMBATSYS: Billy dodges Gan's Rough Wave Stomping.

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Billy            0/-------/--=====|-------\-------\0              Gan
                                  >  /////////////                 ]
                                 |==-----\-------\0             Edge

COMBATSYS: Billy endures Edge's Stake Out.

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Billy            0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0              Gan
                                  >  /////////////                 ]
                                 |==-----\-------\0             Edge

"What? You? YOU dare talk about strength?! Look at you, some giant, who don't even like usin' it!! What do you know?!" It seems that Billy is not detracted by the monstrous man, although he takes very pointed notice at his actions thereafter. He lets out a dull curse, lunging backwards while tense as a coiled spring, barely evading the rush of chi and rumbling energies. But that leaves Edge, who he glances towards with a look of dull surprise. And the eyes that fall upon Edge are indeed something else. An intimidating aura transient of mere brute force or physical presence. Really, the Gedo youth can probably relate to the caged demons... only his are let free now. The blades slash into his jacket, cutting lighter then might of been expected. He grasps his staff in both hands, leaning forward with a dull hiss. Then snapping it out, breaking it into three segments that crack like a whip, the intermingling chains erupting a spray of sparks in all directions. "DIE!!" he roars out, the flaming staff attempting to blow Edge backwards and away, far more force then he needs, and far more force then he ought to be able to manage. But he knows Gan; he is angling himself so the brute cannot intervene. Cannot leap in front. Can only watch, or attack. "Strength... is bein' able to defend people... I failed that more then once. Never again!!"

COMBATSYS: Edge dodges Billy's Blazing Cane Thrust.

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Billy            0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0              Gan
                                  >  /////////////                 ]
                                 |==-----\-------\0             Edge

HE doesn't listen. HE doesn't turn. HE's going to have to, in the end. "I do not like hurting others... unless it is used right... you would not understand." The rush of chi and his assault, Gan staggers forwards from, missing the point - and Billy - rather simply because he is a springy thing. The giant nearly falters, finding his hold on the ground with his other leg, as he watches Edge strike into him, the knives tearing into Billy.

Yet as Billy strikes out, Gan tries to stop him. "That's what I use it for .. and right now..." Gan's style is simple, his strength, obvious. This doesn't mean he is unfortunate. Rather, he must surprise the opponent through other ways. Billy has found his style anything but surprising, obviously, since he has fought him before.

"You will not harm him! ... Your words may be true.. but the way you lash out.." Gan is suddenly forced to stop talking, as his trunk like arms come around from behind Billy, aiming to grasp the man as he focuses upon Edge, and pull him backwards, one arm squeezing about his neck, the other one about his midsection, to force the air, and fight out of him.

"If you mean to defend people ... what are you doing now!"

"Who cares about your fuckin' strength?"

Chiding, even to the very end. Edge couldn't resist attempting to get one final word in when Billy started screaming, but the reality of the psychosis driving that whip forward was just now starting to set in when it came rocketing for him in a ball of horrible pain and fire. Instinct alone told him to leap backwards, and it was airborne that Edge went, flipping backwards through the air as the fiery stick roared past, close enough to darken the tips of his hair spikes. He would never reach the ground, though, with the trajectory of his leap being at a high enough angle to bring him back down atop a closed dumpster. "You give a fuck about this city? Prove it! Do something other'n sit in your damn tower and look pretty for the camera!"

With the distance provided by the last-second leap, the decision comes to just stay back and watch for a moment.. It certainly couldn't hurt to take the opportunity to catch his breath, after all. With Gan trying to lock in that chokehold, it's the perfect opportunity to get some energy again. And maybe get another word in, edgewise. "Ain't worth tryin' to convince him, Gan. He ain't listenin'. All he's worried about is his own strength, he don't care 'bout the rest of us."

COMBATSYS: Edge gains composure.

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Billy            0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0              Gan
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                                 |=------\-------\0             Edge

COMBATSYS: Gan successfully hits Billy with Choke Hold.

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Billy            1/-------/=======|=------\-------\0              Gan
                                  >  ////////////////              ]
                                 |=------\-------\0             Edge

"I defend the people I care about. Little dogs like him need to learn their place!!" This is commented even as he's grappled, breath squeezed out with a grunt of annoyance. It certainly was sufficient to detract him from his onslaught; his weapon whipping back into one piece regardless as he breaks free, whirling about to face the pair. Then he begins to glow, chi whirling about and causing him to glow with a hellish radiance. Heat billows away, beyond that of the hottest desert, the wind whipping around both the men opposite him. Really, if Edge would of stopped trying to stab him, Gan probably could of curtailed this rampage. But any headway is certainly lost with one word from the other man. They really are a perfect ying and yang, aren't they? "Step the hell back, big boy." he offers to Gan. "I won't kill him. But he's gonna learn to respect *me* at least!!"

COMBATSYS: Billy gathers his will.

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Billy            1/---====/=======|=------\-------\0              Gan
                                  >  ////////////////              ]
                                 |=------\-------\0             Edge

"Then I'll have to convince him .. the other way!" Gan cries out, as Billy is pinned. He still fights out, trying to make such comments stick. Gan isn't going to argue with him - it's much like arguing with a wall, as Edge has pointed out. So he must convince him the way Gan convinces boulders to move out of the way, and other crooks who just don't quite get it.

Then Billy breaks free, Gan taking a step backwards, as chi begins to whirl around Billy - glowing with such radiance, as he grows to encompass the area in that breezy stance. "I .. will not." Gan makes his stance, before throwing himself towards Billy.

It is not quite speedy, and it is not quite glamorous or skilled, but Gan throws himself towards Billy, sandals hitting the ground as he makes his way towards the man, standing his ground. "HRAAAAGH!" Both massive trunk like arms, thick with muscle, are thrown forwards, attempting to break Billy's stance and then some, as they crash about him from each side, to crush him.

If he was not Gan, it probably would not work! The giant, however, has no intentions of letting him recover!

After refilling his lungs with precious, precious air, Edge starts to straighten back up again while he watches Gan squeeze the life out of the rage-addled stick-wielder. His left hand settles back into its pocket, with the right lifted to shield his eyes against the sudden rush of heat and air, keeping it away from his face as best he can. At the words from Billy, the sneer returns, almost a smirk as the spike-head shakes his head. "Respect you? You ain't gettin' my respect just 'cause you're strong, shithead. What good's your bullshit strength when you don't use it to help people? What've you ever done for Southtown that your boss ain't told you to do, huh?"

"You want some respect? You gotta earn it, shithead!" He ends that sentence right as Gan starts to throw himself forward, puncuated by a flip backwards, bringing his legs around, coiled up, as he lands against the wall. He uses that as a propulsion point as he throws himself forward like a bullet made of purple and spiky hair, aimed straight for Billy's other side. As he's in mid-air, both hands dart into his jacket, and as they come out, each one is holding onto a KA-BAR style combat knife. Both hands slash in near-unison, aiming to carve Billy Kane like a bird cooked for dinner as he goes flying into him.

COMBATSYS: Billy blocks Gan's Clapping Hand Destruction.

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Billy            0/-------/=======|=------\-------\0              Gan
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                                 |-------\-------\0             Edge

COMBATSYS: Billy interrupts Low Blow from Edge with Red Lotus Requiem EX.

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Billy            1/-------/=======|=------\-------\0              Gan
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                                 |=======\=------\1             Edge

Oh, no. Billy intends to put Edge in his place. And really, Gan standing aside would of just entailed him not potentially being beaten also for the trouble. He shifts, stiffening, free hand interposing before Gan's assault. Really, he has nothing against the big man. He's just trying to help a friend who got in over his head. Yeah. Billy can respect that. Sure. ...but it won't change things. He rears back his arm, beginning to spiral his bo staff and stepping towards the assaulting Edge. He's horribly staggered from Gan's attack, but he has no intend of defending. Not a one. Fire erupts along his bo, swirling a spiral of flame that he unleashes, catching the ungodly fast Edge dead on. The mid-air rejoinder is never added. Instead, the Gedo youth is launched skywards amidst the flurry of flame and pummels, and at the apex blown away by a wash of his summoned inferno. "NOW GET DOWN!!"

The free hand intercepts Gan's strike, and as Billy rears back, Gan can see it already. OH. NO. HE. DID. NOT. "EDGE!" Gan cries out as Billy spirals the staff about towards Edge, knocking into him with such force that fire erupts, the spiral of flame catching edge and blowing him upwards. Then away. "You.. YOU!" Rage washes over him. "You bastard... I couldn't protect him... and you ignored me. You'll pay for that!" Gan promises, as he advances towards Billy once more. Tired, he doesn't let it get to him. He CAN'T. If he did, then where would Billy be? Successful. He won't let that happen most of all.

This anger consumed man has sparked Gan's own rage. "Edge .. is right. I respected you before of your words.. but now I do not respect you at all. If anything .. this has shown me you're just another violent thug." Coming from one thug to another, at least Gan has the decency to let them EARN the act of violence that is coming.

One large tree-trunk like fist pulls backwards, before slamming towards Billy's midsection, Gan stepping forwards into the blow to continue and overwhelm Billy though force. He will not back down.

Jesus christ, that's a lot of fire.

There's not a lot that Edge can do, at this point, to save his own ass. He's caught in mid-air, and Billy is far too fast for him to be able to mount a proper defense. The staff propels him into mid-air, drawing a line of singed fabric up the middle of his clothing, only to be set fully aflame when he hits the height of his impromptu pummeling-fueled journey. The fireball that is Edge isn't about to give up, though.. while he is all too aware that the trip back down to the ground is going to hurt like hell, he's got one last chance to make his opinion known. His hands tuck back into his jacket for a second time, and as they pull back out, he's got another double handful of knives tucked between his fingers. Two flicks of the wrists, and the steel is live all over again. "Not..." He stops for a moment to cough up a bit of impact-related blood before sneering once again. ".. for you, asshole!"

It's hard as hell to manage reasonable aim when one is being propelled through the air by violence, but the last thing Edge manages to do, before slamming painfully into the concrete, is to gather all the accuracy that he can muster before whipping one hand around, then the other, flinging both handfuls of blades at Billy before there's a loud whumph of singed flesh having an unfortunate reminder of gravity's existence.

COMBATSYS: Edge can no longer fight.

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Billy            1/-------/=======|=------\-------\0              Gan

COMBATSYS: Billy effortlessly dodges Edge's Stake Out EX.

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Billy            0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0              Gan

COMBATSYS: Billy dodges Gan's Fierce Punch.

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Billy            0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0              Gan

Well, Billy surely can't claim that Edge is slow. He has a ferocity and attacking speed that's certainly admirable, enough to take him off guard. Although he has managed to compensate, focusing himself with every ounce of adrenaline and long honed skill. Lunging to the side, pushing at the ground with his staff, bonelessly arching. The knives graze close enough to steal a scrap of torn fabric and pin it to the building. Skidding to a stop, then ducking down beneath Gan's launching fist. "Tch. So you lost respect. Since what, I don't let punk kids mock me while I'm down and out? You people really are vermin..." Whirling his weapon around, he then lashes out the butt to slam into Gan's throat, before slamming upwards. Trying to heft him into the air, and begin to strangle him violently with a breathless cackle before attempting to slam him into the street anew!

COMBATSYS: Gan interrupts Hell Drop from Billy with Rebound Throw.
- Power hit! -

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Billy            0/-------/--=====|=====--\-------\0              Gan

He took down Edge. HE TOOK DOWN LITTLE BUDDY. Well, Edge was asking for it. Yet, Gan does not show any care for such a thing. So much fire. Did Edge truly deserve such burning? Did he?! Yes.

Even Gan cannot defend Edge for all the heckling, but he does not believe the true way to do things was how Billy did them. He would need to listen. To calm himself, from what he is. Yet, as Billy lunges to the side, pushing away from both him and Edge, Gan just keeps charging.

To pull back now, he would let down both Edge and himself. "I lost my respect.... that you would fight for such a simple thing." He responds, continuing towards Billy. "That you, having regained your item, did not turn away .. if we were vermin. You should have left us to ourselves." Gan is suddenly struck by the weapon, to strike Gan's throat. He is struck.

But Gan's hands shoot out, the air knocked out of him. This doesn't stop him from fighting back. Billy moves to strangle, and Gan picks up Billy, fighting through the pain, through the airloss, and slams him against the ground, the weapon unwinding as he pulls both the SouthSynd warrior off of him and his weapon, before whipping him about once more on the ground, tossing him away and beginning once again to advance!

"If that set you off... I would prefer we were beaten.. than a student who could not fight back."

It's indeed not something minute to overpower Billy and hurl him away, causing the slender fighter to land heavily on his shoulder and roll away, grasping his bo staff tighter and slamming it into the ground. Using it to prop himself up, managing to yank himself upright with a bit of effort. His good eye shifts to glare towards Gan, but some of that manic rancor, that sheer desire to hurt and lash out, is gone. That might be in part to Edge now being on the ground, no longer able to make things worse, and having some sense literally knocked into him. "Your right... ha, you are. Got me there... Ain't worth it. Wastin' energy... I ought be using on dress boy and big chin." Standing upright, he thumbs the blood from his nose, and spits reddish liquid to the side. "We're done here, I think. If the dog down there was still up, maybe it'd be different." He glances sidelong towards Gan, smirking slightly. "But words and wants aren't always enough... you need to learn to not be afraid of using that body to enforce your desires a little more, huh?" It certainly helped in this case!

COMBATSYS: Billy takes no action.

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Billy            0/-------/--=====|===----\-------\0              Gan

As Billy pulls himself back upwards, Gan is silent, walking, sandals hitting the ground again and again as he makes his way over towards Billy - whom literately laughs at the points made. Not the points itself - but the truth behind them. "Edge.. should not have taken it." He agrees to Billy, whom claims they're done.

"Yes.. we don't have a reason to fight - and Edge is not a stray dog. He is himself...." The Gedo giant trails off, finding himself unable to truly defend his actions. "No matter what he does, however, I will stand with him. It is as the Don would want." He claims, as he moves over to that 'dog', before pulling the singed boy up and onto his shoulder, before looking over at Billy.

"It may have been." Gan agrees. As long as Edge fought, Gan would fight. As long as Edge stood, Billy would fight.

The cog in this battle was Edge - one that was worked over by Billy and sent spiralling. "Hmm? .. Maybe." Gan states, as he turns about. "With these invaders.. I do not think there will be another way. So I will fight as hard as I can, to defend those that live here, and the city."

"I have lived here all my life. I will not let it fall without trying." He responds to Billy, as he begins to lurch off.

COMBATSYS: Gan takes no action.

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Billy            0/-------/--=====|===----\-------\0              Gan

"I've never had a good temper. Neither does he, though, eh? We're both bad mouthed little firecrackers who'll fight at the drop of a hat. Hah. You need a little bit of him in you... I see why you two are together so much." Standing back up, Billy breaks his staff into three pieces with a practiced hand, slipping it back within his bloodied jacket and out of sight. "Whatever. ...I got more real vermin to crush under my heel." Billy gives a fierce kick to one of the milling forms on the ground. Few if any are actually dead, but they certainly have seen better days. With that he limps off, just waving in a dismissive manner as he vanishes into the gloom of the warred city.

COMBATSYS: Billy has left the fight here.

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                                 |===----\-------\0              Gan

COMBATSYS: Gan has ended the fight here.

Log created on 19:25:45 03/26/2009 by Gan, and last modified on 17:00:29 03/29/2009.