Neo League 851 - #860: Malin vs May Lee

Description: Volcanic eruptions abound in Papua New Guinea as May Lee and Malin duel on a mountain-top for Neo-League points, trade heroic dogma and discuss fashion! ( Winner: May Lee )

Sometimes, you just need to run.

Now, it may come as something of a surprise, but, Malin has quite a lot of practice running. Often, it doesn't even come down to how fast you run. It comes down to how far. Now. Some people might claim you need to run fast to get out in the first place, and that might be true depending on how close the person you are running from is, but, it's how far you can go that really gets you out of trouble.

Papua New Ginea is pretty damn far away from Justice High, for instance.

Malin has absolutely no intention of going to school! So, here she is. Standing on one of the rocky outcroppings at the peak of a mountain which may or may not be some kind of volcano. Of course. There's something else about running, which Malin holds even more closely to her heart.

There's no point getting out of there, if you don't thumb your nose when you escape!

Which is why Malin has arranged for a camera crew and helicopters and a whole raft of people to watch as she challenges the amazing MAY LEE to do some kind of terrible fight atop this most remote location! At the moment, she's standing there with her arms folded across her chest, looking out at the jungle below with a thoughtful expression on her face.

"... I really should have picked somewhere that has air conditioning."

May Lee's been to Metro City, to Masters Stadium, to the CWA Arena, all for the Neo-League and all for fundraising purposes in some fashion or another.

Where she has /not/ been is home, to her wonderful collection of DVDs and collectibles. In spite of the war in Southtown, her sticking /mostly/ to her home and to volunteer efforts until the tail end of the conflict has meant she's been able to do a lot to keep her place safe, and so the required repairs are rather on the minimal side. But she hasn't gotten to enjoy it for all the living out of suitcases she's been doing for the last week or so.

This business of coming all the way to Papua New Guinea next, to fight on top of a /mountain/... well, she may want to spend a little time at home, but even if it /weren't/ for charity, she'd probably still be here, looking across the outcropping at Malin.

Because seriously, fighting on a mountaintop? How unbelievably heroic is /that/?

COMBATSYS: MayLee has started a fight here.

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COMBATSYS: Malin has joined the fight here.

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Malin            0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0           MayLee

Quite suddenly, Malin rounds on May Lee, snapping her fingers loudly.

"Alright!" She declares, striking a dramatic pose. "You had best get ready, girl! I'm not going to be holding back. There's no time like the present, right? I've got -no idea- how you are still wearing that scarf, but if you wanna take it off before we get it on, you best hurry up! You don't get a do-over if you can't take the heat!"

And with that, she performs a complicated twist of her wrist, suddenly producing a pair of long, curved knives from somewhere about her person...

Only to casually pop the hilt on one and bring it up to her lips. Apparently the hilt is full of delicious, delicious water. Mmmmmm!

Making matters worse, May Lee's scarf is kind of wrapped tightly about her neck, motionless. She's glistening with sweat as well, because even JUSTICE does not keep one well ventilated; she's still grining a bit once she's wiped her brow dry with the back of one of her gloved hands, though.

"I'm /very/ ready!" she calls out with a little wave. "Are /you/? I woul--oh! Oh, well, those are /knives/, and... well, I guess you /must/ be!" May Lee rubs the back of her neck for a moment as she eyes those weapons having been brought to bear, and then she shakes her head to clear it of her concerns.

She hops forward a few steps once Malin has had her drink - it would be rude to /interrupt/, and also it's very creative - and shows her readiness by trying to plant her hands to the knife-wielder's shoulders, flipping over to Malin's back and trying to plant the soles of both feet against her on the way down, leaving the Korean to roll away to relative safety.

COMBATSYS: MayLee successfully hits Malin with Swan Circle.
Glancing Blow

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Malin            0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0           MayLee

"I'm /always/ ready! Don't you underestimate--"

And suddenly May Lee is coming in at her! Thankfully, the girl doesn't seem to be entirely all talk. Instead, though she finds herself coming in at the ground, she hits it rolling out from underneath May Lee already, the force of the blow dissipated somewhat as she comes all the way back up. Somehow, she's even managed to hold onto her knives!

"... Not bad. Lets see how you deal with this!"

And as quick as that, she hurls those knives through the air. Apparently quite well weighted, the pair of them slash out point-first, shooting quite surprisingly fast towards her opponent, Malin seems to have a similar idea to her, aiming to put a little bit of ground between herself and the enemy at the same time...

After all, that speed had been pretty... surprising, all things considered.

COMBATSYS: MayLee blocks Malin's Thrown Weapon.

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Malin            0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0           MayLee


May Lee is frowning after having thrown her arms up protectively before her face. Strangely, this method of blocking didn't really stop the tip of the knives from sticking into her right forearm, necessitating that she flail the limb about wildly for a second or two to dislodge the blades and send them tumbling down the mountain.

"Well--well, I guess that wasn't /too/ bad..." she murmurs as she rubs her hand across her arm for a little while. "It wasn't very /nice/ though."

She tucks into a tight little ball as she leaps towards Malin with that, unfolding only when near to try thrusting her right sole smack into the side of the juvenile delinquent's face. "You could put someone's /eye/ out like that!"

COMBATSYS: MayLee successfully hits Malin with Light Kick.

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Malin            0/-------/----===|==-----\-------\0           MayLee

Malin does her best to duck out of the way of the kick, but it still strikes clean, smacking painfully into her cheek. "Guh!"

Of course, Malin isn't one to stay down for long! The girl does stumble back, apparently a little disoriented after the painful kick. Drawing herself back and low, she skids to a halt. The girls face is a little bit red, but she clearly has no intention of backing off.

Stepping forwards, she wipes across her mouth with the back of her hand. "Yeah, 'cuz that was real nice of you, scarfy!" She spits back, narrowing her eyes for a moment.

Then, in a single whiplash motion, her hand whips forwards surprisingly fast. The toy that zips out from her palm might not be the most intimidating weapon ever. A small yoyo that aims, at first, just to brush against May Lee's side...

If it manages that, though, in a sudden terrifying motion it bursts out, blades buzzing into being, should that initial contact work, it'll buzz all the way across her stomach, drawing its way up her torso, as Malin comes forwards already, starting to try and put the pressure on to her opponent, determined to /force/ a hole in that defense and exploit it.

COMBATSYS: Malin successfully hits MayLee with Short Onigumo EX.

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Malin            0/-------/--=====|=====--\-------\0           MayLee

"Kicks are different! People punch and kick each other in fights all the time, but /knives/? That's something else /entirely/," May Lee says with a little frown. She draws her fists up as if preparing to strike again, only to have them stilled by Malin's sudden movements and the feel - and brief sight - of a yo-yo grazing against her in passing.

"Huh--what's that? Is that--oh, wow, do you know any /tricks/? Could y--"


The Korean heroine falls to her knees when the yo-yo breaks open to let wickedly sharp blades all across her torso. Her poor frog shirt is perforated in a reverse 'T' now, and moreover there's a little trickle of blood from an especially nasty cut just above her stomach.

"That /really/--oh, you--you--"

She sucks in a breath, lets it out forcefully, then springs upright and points her finger towards Malin with enough force to shatter wood, ice, or at least the air. A brilliant flash of purest white chi flares along the surface of her Power Belt, and as it subsides, a refreshing zephyr blows across the two fighters to tease the scarf around May Lee's neck into fluttering loosely and perpetually.

"You're very clever, and I just bet you're a sweet girl, but that was /mean/," she says in a voice a touch lower than before and with surety that wasn't there previously. When those words have been spoken, she cracks an almost impossibly bride smile, pulls her right hand back to get it level with her belt, and adds, "I'll teach you the meaning of fair play; don't worry!"


Her scarf flitting behind her like a slim cape, she leaves her feet in a flash to dive towards Malin. Her right hand is raised high, and as she descends she tries to slam it against the spry knife-wielder's sternum in a powerful chopping motion.

COMBATSYS: Malin blocks MayLee's May Lee- Chop!.

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Malin            0/-------/=======|======-\-------\0           MayLee

There's a moment where Malin's expression just /falls/.

Then her hands are moving, and the construction of the yoyo is made painfully apparent when she uses it to intercept the strike. The chop sends a shudder through her shoulders, but the strong metal wire of the yoyo 'string' holds firm, and Malin slips the toy back up and into her pocket in one smooth motion, dodging back and away.

"Hey. I don't ask you to fight without your feet, Scarfy!" She shoots back, "Don't you get high and mighty just because my style is cooler than yours!"

She is not, apparently, too intimidated by the flashy displays of power. But she is pretty pissed off about the implication that her style is anything less than /utterly and completely fair/. Her eyes shining with a bright and furious light! She was -not- going to just sit back and take something like that!

She jumps up, springing from the side of the mountain, to leap directly at the heroic... hero! There's just no way that she's going to let May Lee get off lightly after impugning her style. What better way to get her point across, than to slam a knife right into the girls nose, hilt-first, with a decent amount of momentum packed right the way behind it!

"But you are right... I /AM/ pretty awesome!"

COMBATSYS: MayLee dodges Malin's Random Strike.

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Malin            0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0           MayLee

Like a tokusatsu ballerina, May Lee pirouettes through the air to get herself free of the hilt strike. Her scarf twirls perfectly about her body with each revolution... and even once she has landed on her feet a short distance away. Briskly, her right hand circles through the air before her body before snapping against her chest at a perfect angle as she indignantly says, "Your style is cool /too/; the way of the Taekwando fighter--of the /heroic/ fighter is something else entirely!"

As if seeking to demonstrate her point in some way, she charges headlong towards Malin to try scooping the girl up into an overhead press. For a practicioner of Taekwando, this is basically wholesale idiotic, but for a tokusatsu? It's business as usual.

"With a shout of, "Toss!" she'll fling Malin across the outcropping should the sneaky little girl not slip from her grasp.

COMBATSYS: Malin dodges MayLee's Medium Throw.

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Malin            0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0           MayLee

Malin does not look amused. Anything but, really! She's pretty annoyed. First, May Lee insults her style. Then, she has the temerity to imply that she's not a heroic fighter!?

"Hey, Scarfy, listen up!" She declares, leaping back and away from the grab. She pauses to straighten herself up. "I'm plenty heroic. You just don't see me doing it, because I'm smart enough to keep my contributions to the cause hidden! You think Southtown just went and freed itself? Come on, wake up! Me and the people I'm working with? We're beating the hell out of those punks. And you know how we're doing it?"

Well, if a picture is worth a thousand words, how many is a demonstration worth? With a flick of her wrist, another one of those deadly toys is sent shooting towards the paragon of hope and justice, this time, the string extends out quite a long way, the blades deploying much earlier in an attempt to fill the area between herself and her opponent with slashing, ripping metal!

"We sure as heck didn't do it with scarves and shouting!"

COMBATSYS: Malin successfully hits MayLee with Onigumo.
?!? Weird Hit! ?!?

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Malin            0/-------/=======|=======\-------\1           MayLee

"My name--ow--OW!" May Lee cries out as /another/ yo-yo cuts across her body, this time leaving a stylish rip in her pants. Later, she'll probably admire it and even intentfully widen it, but for /now/, it's just painful.

"You aren't the /only one/ who was fighting in Southtown!" she gasps as she takes a step or two towards Malin's right side. "I'm sorry if you feel like I've slighted you - we can both be heroes; we can even share stories afterwards! But one thing..."

She shakes her leg slightly, then hunkers down to dash along the outcropping. "My name's not 'Scarfy'!"

At the last moment, she hops into a short forward roll, then unfolds into standing to swing her heel towards Malin's ribs. It's not the hardest of strikes, but it's meant to be awkward to dodge more than it is to be crushing.

"It's May Lee, Champion of Justice!"

COMBATSYS: Malin dodges MayLee's Light Kick.

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Malin            0/-------/=======|=======\-------\1           MayLee

Malin grins. Well placed from the strange motions that her yoyo has cut through the air, she slips down, and underneath May Lee's leg as she shouts at her, sliding down the rocky outcropping, her intent soon becoming pretty clear. The girl aims to snatch the end of May Lee's scarf, and use it as a pivot, to drag the girl down and around underneath her own legs! It's an audacious move, and a pretty flashy one too... the question of how effective it could possibly be, however...

She will, whether she manages to send the girl to the ground in her own outfit or not, soon spring back up to her feet, though. "Okay Mayflower, I got it. And my name is Malin! That's all you need to know, but you better remember it, so you can tell everyone else in your little club exactly who it was who kicked your butt today, okay?!"

She'll wink to the camera, feeling, it seems, in just somewhat higher spirits than she had been a few moments before. The question was... could she maintain this lead?!

COMBATSYS: MayLee blocks Malin's Quick Throw.

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Malin            0/-------/=======|=======\-------\1           MayLee

It takes quite a lot for May Lee to get really, truly /angry/, and even now, she's more miffed and surprised than anything else. But having her scarf played with in such an untoward fashion /definitely/ sets her off somewhat, and so after stumbling near to her knees with a rough cough, her brow is knitted in frustration and her hands are going out to push against Malin's stomach powerfully to disengage them.

"Hey! This scarf is /important/!" she calls out to her before taking the briefest of moments to rearrange it around her neck. "You shouldn't /do/ things like that! Always treat your opponent with respect -- that's what a /real/ hero would do!"

That impassioned speech given, she sticks her legs out to try catching between Malin's ankles, so that after a little quick back and forth movement she can hook the back of her heel behind one of Malin's to trip her up.

COMBATSYS: Malin dodges MayLee's Quick Throw.

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Malin            0/-------/=======|=======\-------\1           MayLee

Malin looks, frankly, amused at the rise she gets out of the crime-fighter. "Hey, Scarfy, look. If you don't want it to get cut up, don't bring it to a fight, understand? It's not -my- fault you brought something important. Maybe next time you can bring your second stringers."

With a bright laugh she performs a springing cartwheel up and away from the girl, the scooping kick just missing as she lands on the ground, toying with a very long knife for a moment or so, "Now, as I was saying, of course I'm a heroic fighter. I'm just not one who believes--"

And suddenly, without a moments warning, she's flung that knife right at May Lee! The attack whizzing through the air with surprising speed--

Only to be unveiled as a feint, never intended to do more than pass within inches of May Lee herself as Malin follows it up, coming down out of the sky with a second knife, after leaping up noiselessly after it. She aims to put her whole weight into the attack, bringing the sharp implement down hard and fast.

"--In taking things easy!"

COMBATSYS: Malin successfully hits MayLee with Descending Suzume Bachi.
- CRAZY Hit! -

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Malin            1/-------/=======|=======\=====--\1           MayLee

Maybe /after/ this is all over, May Lee and Malin will be able to find some kind of common ground - clearly, they both have ideals, even if they are on different parts of the heroic spectrum. Really, the heroine of Korea would like nothing /else/, but now... now she has to try and try and prove a point to the sharp little girl.

So when Malin descends upon her with a knife poised to dig into her body directly, May Lee pretty much stands there and takes it. She staggers towards her knees beneath the impact of the strike, but she's not out of the fight yet. Not /quite/. A close examination might reveal the chi flickering and sparking all across the surface of her Power Belt as proof of that.

When she shoots up to her feet and swings both hands in a thunderous rising chop to try and send Malin flying up towards the highest point of the summit, it's even /more/ apparent.

COMBATSYS: MayLee successfully hits Malin with May Lee- The End!.

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Malin            1/--=====/=======|==-----\-------\0           MayLee

"Maybe--maybe we can get together once this is over--maybe we can get to know one another..." she says between desperate pants for air. "... but for now, you should know that /I don't take things easy either/!"

Chi infuses the muscles of her body to drive them towards their absolute peak as she springs in the air after Malin, tucking into a tight little ball as she ascends. Somehow, she's keeping her eyes on Malin for most of the way for the sake of timing; she's got to watch for just the right moment to make sure that they'll both have a place to land. "/No/ hero can! Rider..."

Near the end of Malin's descent, the tokusatsu-powered teenager's rise ceases with her knees tucked in tight against her chest. One flash, and then another, and then another illuminates her belt in an increasingly rapid strobe as she hangs impossibly above the mountain for a second.


In a blur with nothing more than her scarf properly visible, May Lee descends to drive her foot directly into Malin's sternum to force her back-first into the mountain top; afterwards, she bounces from her landing place to touch down on the side of the mountain and slide slowly down. Her right hand circles slowly around before her chest, and after a little shudder she calls out, "I'm--I'm sure we can get along! BAKUSAI!"

Explosions of fire chi ignite across Malin's body once May Lee's hand snaps across her chest.

And then the mountain begins to rumble beneath them, throwing the heroine's slide off and forcing her to cling to its rocky surface from her seat. Cracks venting noxious gasses and droplets of red hot lava begin to open up here and there.

If it weren't for the million /problems/ involved in this particular scenario, it /might/ make for a gorgeously dramatic backdrop.

Well if that don't beat all.

Malin isn't exactly sure what the heck just happened to her. In just a few seconds, she's treated to a truly blistering display of power, and by the time it is over, the very mountain itself is dying underneath them! This is insane! There's so many crazy things wrong with all this that she can't even begin to explain it all. However. She's still got a lot more fight left in her, and her expression is deadly serious as she picks herself up from the ground once again.

Closing her eyes, orange from the exploding mountain colors her expression as she turns towards the martial arts prodigy. Malin's hand comes up, and in a smooth motion, her bandana is torn off, a sudden burst of blonde hair spiking up out of her head as she grips the garment tight.

"I guess this is the part where I tell you the truth." She says, a heavy solemnity in her tone. Her head bows.

"Two thousand years ago, my organization was founded by a powerful man who sought to end the reign of the lizard-people who sought to harness the power of this worlds volcanos to start an evil reign of terror that would last a million years. Together, they forged six items of power, my bandana is one. Your scarf, is another."

"Each garment finds its way into the hands of those who would seek to protect the world again! Each one passed by the mystic strands of fate to those who can use it best, for the betterment of the whole world, SO YOU SEE, MAY LEE!"

And suddenly her eyes snap open, and she brings the bandana up, clutched dramatically in her fist.

"We are destined to work together, to SAVE THE WORLD!"

COMBATSYS: Malin gains composure.

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Malin            1/---====/=======|==-----\-------\0           MayLee

May Lee can scarcely do more than stare in disbelieving shock up at Malin. Magical garments of anti-saurian power, millenia-old organizations, geothermic tyranny... oh, not to mention the volcano continuing to break down beneath them. Her sight of Malin is briefly blocked as her arms shoot up protectively due to sprays of lava several feet away. Not that her arms are much protection against lava, but it's a fighter's instinct kicking in.

When they lower, she is left to stare once again.

And to determine that truly, unequivocably... Malin must be insane.

"There's no such /thing/ as tyrannical geothermic lizard-people!" she shouts up to the teenaged rogue. She manages to scramble up to her feet, but her steps up the mountain are halted by another quaking and a thunderous explosion; she /had/ intended to say something further, but all that comes out is a squeak of fear and unadulturated excitement.

Because suddenly, a section of the mountain has been carved away for about three feet around May Lee, and thanks to the jet of lava responsible, she is now flying through the air on a lazy arc towards the summit.

"I--we can save the world--from something--else!" she shouts uncertainly down at Malin as she hunkers down and clutches the edge of her new platform.

COMBATSYS: MayLee gains composure.

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Malin            1/---====/=======|-------\-------\0           MayLee

Malin snerks, the girl putting her hands on her hips, and just -laughing-. This might just lend further credence to the theory that Malin is utterly insane. After all. There's rather a lot of lava flying around at the moment. Surely she couldn't actually find something like this... funny? What kind of lunatic is she?!

"Oh man, I had you going. Did you even... 'we can save the world from something else!~' Bwahahahaahahaha!"

The mocking laughter doesn't last long, though, before she's screwing up that bandana. Not too attached to her headgear, it seems. "Okay, okay. I think that's enough messing about. Thanks for the ride, Mayfly, but I think your time is up!"

And with that, she suddenly /flings/ the bandana through the air. Of course, what danger is a bandana? I mean, it's just a bandana. But it sure does seem to be traveling towards the defender of Truth and Justice remarkably quickly--

This would be because into the bandana, Malin has stuck one of the NESTS-issue grenades she had pilfered in the course of her little trip through Southtown. Surely that can't be Neo-League Legal!!!

But either way, Malin doesn't seem to care, and she certainly doesn't seem to be doing much to prove her sanity, as the trapped explosive bandana seeks to land at May Lee's feet, she herself is jumping /towards/ the girl in a wide arching hop, it sure looks like she's doing her level best to get on the offensive this time!

COMBATSYS: MayLee dodges Malin's Thrown Weapon.

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Malin            1/---====/=======|-------\-------\0           MayLee

"Hey!" May Lee shouts as she catches a peek of the grenade within through a corner of the bandana... then sees Malin so close to landing /on top of it/.

"That's /dangerous/!"

She kicks the bandana and explosive off of her rock platform, causing them to land in an open seam of the mountain where the little bomb detonates.

And causes another quiver along the surface of the mountain. Apparently, 'dormant' was not quite the right word so much as 'tightly repressed and waiting for release'.

There's not much time to worry about /that/, though; she's got a slippery thief before her, they both are running a high risk of slamming into the ground below in a storm of shattered rocks and broken bones, and moreover, most /importantly/, she's being /laughed/ at. /Repeatedly/. It isn't so much that she's a terribly sensitive girl, but in this context, when she's been trying so hard to find common ground with a seeming peer... it's a bit different.

The smile that she's been wearing almost constantly for a good part of the fight slips away, her scarf falls to rest against her back, and she tries to think of something else rather than dwell. Something like trying to save both of their lives by seeking to tackle Malin from the descending rock at just the right time to land and roll upon a miraculously grassy part of the mountain.

COMBATSYS: Malin blocks MayLee's Quick Throw.

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Malin            1/--=====/=======|-------\-------\0           MayLee

Malin seems determined to get herself killed, struggling to wriggle free from May Lee's grip as she is tackled from the rock. Nobody has ever accused her of being a nice person, or too polite for her own good, but as she falls through the air, she's tumbling to bring herself up short, skidding to a stop against the grassy bank. She was a little annoyed herself, actually. Mostly because she'd sacrificed a perfectly good bandana for no reason at all! Hmph!

For a moment, she looks a bit unsure of herself.

Then, suddenly, she's coming forwards again. The tactic she'd taken earlier hadn't managed to do more than annoy the girl, and she was starting to seriously think that she wasn't going to win a war of attrition. Though she was loathe to admit it, she was really starting to lose steam. She needed to turn up the heat!

"Girl, if surfing down an erupting volcano after throwing grenades around and trying not to fall to a certain messy end is dangerous enough to make you think twice..."

"You just ain't going to cut it!"

That rather arrogant declaration made, Malin is suddenly lunging forwards, drawing a very long and sharply curved knife from behind her back, and aiming to bring it around in a vicious overhead sweep. If she can manage this, the girl isn't going to let up, completing an acrobatic half-turn spin on her heel, and pressing forwards, getting right up in May Lee's face, with that arrogant little smirk showing /her/ amusement just seems to have increased, even as May Lee's patience is running out.

COMBATSYS: Malin successfully hits MayLee with Suzume Bachi.

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Malin            1/-======/=======|==-----\-------\0           MayLee

A thin line is carved into May Lee's shoulder by the descending knife, leaving her face to face with Malin; she'd barely had time to get back up to her feet after that attempted meld of violence and altruism, and now she's bleeding more.



The explosion that takes May Lee's words is not only deafening, but it comes with enough force to nearly throw her from her feet. Pitch black soot and ash are blossoming upwards from the now non-existant top of the mountain, adding a hellish contrast to the red and orange gasses and lava spurting into the sky. Pre-existing and newly forming cracks all along the surface of the mountain are serving as channels to carry the lava downwards, and several happen to be digging their way through this little patch of greenery.

It couldn't last forever, could it?

Whatever May Lee was /going/ to say before, all she shouts out now is, "Watch out!" as she pushes herself towards Malin; rather than another attempt at tackling, she thrusts the heel of her hand towards the thief's sternum, trying to apply enough force to send her flying into the air and away from the lava.

It's still a /fight/, after all; she can mix trying to be helpful with trying to not lose.

COMBATSYS: Malin interrupts Into Sky from MayLee with Tsuzuchi.

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Malin            0/-------/----===|======-\-------\0           MayLee


It all happens so /fast/. May Lee's hand ploughs into Malin's sternum, but by that point, the thief is already bringing her weapon of choice around from behind her back. It's a massive thing, a huge mallet that seems to be produced literally out of thin air. Quite where she could possibly have been hiding the thing is a mystery that she will take to the grave.

Speaking of graves, is this the lava-fuelled end of the lovable fighters?!

Nope! Because Malin brings her whole body twisting around, the amount of momentum from her swing sends her crashing the weapon into May Lee's back, whilst she herself spirals up and over the lava flow like some kind of hammer-powered helicopter. When she touches down on the dirt, she shoulders the massive weapon, and looks around for a moment, somewhat frantic. Waitwaitwait. This was a neo-league fight, right?

Ah! There's the camera crew, in the helicopter, and looking like the pair are absolutely nutso for sticking around.

Malin gives them a winning smile, and a thumbs up! Phew! She'd put everything she had into that hammer-blow. Surely May Lee was just going to stay down /now/, right?!

May Lee had intended to keep running beneath Malin once her blow was delivered, ready to catch her to carry her to safety if she was subdued, or keep hitting/'rescuing' her if not.

What she was /not/ expecting was the explosion of pain across her back as a giant mallet drawn from... somewhere... slams into it. She tumbles in ungainly fashion down the mountain, crying out painfully now and again when doing so won't lead to her mouth being filled with dirt.

Just before careening headfirst into a rock, however, she recovers well enough that she's able to plant her hands in against the ground and spring through the air in a fashion that would /almost/ suggest the entire thing - minus the hammer, anyway - was totally intentional. Her scarf flutters beautifully behind her as she does one more revolution through the air then sticks her arms and legs out to help her stick the landing in a balanced fashion. She winds up not too far away from Malin, flashing a winning smile of her own.

Pay no attention to her nearly being brought to her knees by the spasming in her back.

And the rock around them being blasted free of the mountain to fly up a short ways then splash down in the river of inexorably advancing lava? Well, that's nothing at /all/ to worry about.

"We'll get out of this safely--don't worry!" she calls out to Malin bafore drawing her hand back then hopping a short wards towards the thief; even the small shock of landing at the end of her jump is enough to nearly cause her to collapse, but fighting spirit carries her through to shout, "CHOPPU!" as she swings her right hand towards the top of Malin's unwrapped head.

COMBATSYS: MayLee successfully hits Malin with May Lee- Chop!.

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Malin            1/-------/=======|=======\-------\1           MayLee

"Oh please!" Malin declares, pointing accusingly at May Lee, "You can't even stand up! Who are you trying to fool? Just sit back down now and stop /embarrassing/ yourself!"

They are harsh words, but Malin doesn't feel -too- bad about it. After all, in about thirty seconds, she's going to have won the match, then she can explain to May Lee that the trash talking is all just part of the act, to make things fun for the people at home. She didn't want the girl to go away with any hard feelings. Besides, who could expect anything less when they decided to take on /the/ Malin?! If she didn't see this coming, she would at least have learned a valuable lesson.


Oh hey, it turns out, if your scraggly damn hair is usually pinned back by a bandana, not having said bandana in place makes it really easy for someone to come out of nowhere, and slam you right on top of the head. Malin looks momentarily surprised, her eyes going wide as the powerful chop shivers all the way down through her body. It could even look like she was trying to determine just how badly that attack had hurt. The short answer is, a lot.

The long answer is- A looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooot.

To her credit, though her knees are bowed, she does stay upright for a moment, the tableau of chopper and chopped frozen in time.

And then she sloooooowly falls over, face-first, into the dirt. K.O'd.

COMBATSYS: Malin takes no action.

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MayLee           1/-------/=======|

COMBATSYS: Malin can no longer fight.

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MayLee           1/-------/=======|

"Okay! Are we done fighting so that we can get--uh, Malin? Malin?! OhmygodIdidn'tmeantohityouthathardareyouokayohgodIdunnoifIcancarryyouout HELP!"

May Lee rambles and gingerly shakes Malin all at once. At least, she shakes her as gingerly as an over-excited Korean girl with deceptive strength and adrenaline-fueled worry can, which is to say that her hands are on Malin's shoulders to rattle her all about /quite/ quickly in the hopes of getting her conscious again. Her eyes are like saucers as she stares in disbelief at what she's inadvertantly done, and the fact that she happens to be doing all of this while surfing on a flow of lava is kind of secondary or tertiary at best to her.

Fortunately, with the fight over, those helicopters circling around can actually come in to interfere. So long as it didn't look as if anyone would be /incinerated/ there were vital shots to get, but now...

Well, now one of them is throwing a ladder down to the two fighters.

May Lee really /will/ have a fun time with scooping Malin up and climbing the ladder, but she tries the best that they can, hoping all the way that she'll have a chance to apologize and be penitent while the little thief is actually /conscious/. Whatever frustrations may have been dredged up are all but forgotten by now, and in some corner of her mind she's thinking she'll have to go shopping for a new bandana when she finally gets back to Southtown.

COMBATSYS: MayLee has ended the fight here.

Log created on 17:10:09 06/15/2009 by MayLee, and last modified on 14:56:08 06/18/2009.