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 Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 4:01 pm
Shouyin vs. Tobuketsu Momochi
FIGHT!
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 10:22 pm
[ I'll keep this short and sweet so we can get started. :3 ]
Hector entered through the south gate, cringing inwardly at the landscape of the arena.
"Sand."
He cracked his knuckles in preparation for the fight, and awaited his opponent.
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 10:34 pm
Shouyin came in, looking a lot like this. 'Cept, he was wearing black pants with a red drawstring, there were some crazy tattoos on his fingers, and his feet were bare. In his right hand, he was holding a 26" long and 1.25" in diameter straight kamagong eskrima stick.
Yawning, he slid his right foot forward, left hand open and held up by his jaw, right clenching the stick and positioned about a foot and a half in front of his body, near the hip. Both knees were slightly bent, toes pointed to the left forty-five. His lead toe was in line with his rear heel, friggin' perfect stance yo. Green eyes, with those weird specks of golden yellow in them looked straight ahead, seemingly idle.
And he'd stand there.
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 10:47 pm
Hector positioned himself in accordance with his own style of fighting, sliding his right heel back two reside two feet behind his left. His hands extended out, and his palms up with all fingers perfectly parallel. Reminiscient of the "Jyuuken" style, and appropriately named "Mizu-Jyuuken".
Pyschological warfare would be waged, as Hector stood dormant as well.
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 11:01 pm
"Sigh." Slowly, Shouyin would shuffle in (rear foot slide up, lead snap out, retaining stance, feet never crossing), closing the range between them, he'd continue forwards until they were about kicking distance apart. His eyes would flick to the left momentarily before he shuffled in once more, much more rapidly than the previous steps.
He'd lash out with his right hand, aiming to strike from right to left with the butt-end of his stick [punyo strike], against the left side of Hector's nose, basically rearranging the guy's face. The back of his hand would be facing up, so it was kind of like a right hook punch, and he'd have a handwidth's choke up on his grip of the stick. Left hand would stay near to his chest, and his lead leg would rise up off the ground a by a foot or two.
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 11:45 pm
Melee combat WAS what Hector had grown accustomed to over the past few times, so swift reaction would have to suffice more then delayed evasion. He kept a vigilant stance as he came closer, keeping his body loose rather then tight. Hector followed the man's torso with his eyes, rather then peripheal eye level, as tactics often were thwarted by following the unmistakable patterns of this body part.
As the man came with the first strike, Hector reared his head right at the same time bringing his left arm up just as the stick passed, and he dropped down hard, hoping to hook the weapon and either disarm his opponent, or bring him down with him.
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 11:56 pm
Shouyin's brow arched as he swung the stick across, swiftly raising up his left hand beside his face as he tucked his right hand in, forearm going back across the body as the stick went under his arm. This would basically follow the movement of the strike, just retreating back a little faster so as to evade the hook left hand.
In time with this action, the half-golem's body would torque counter-clockwise, raised lead leg extending out and down as the foot turned to the side. Thus Shouyin would throw a low sidekick for Hector's lead knee, hopefully helping the man fall down faster with a nice compound fracture. If that wasn't enough, regardless of how Hector reacted to the kick, as long as he was heading down to the ground, Shouyin would plant his lead leg, and lash out with his right hand, whacking the stick at the man's face.
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 10:57 pm
There was no implication that lead Hector to believe he could evade unscathed, so the next operative action would be to at least evade the stick.
Using the force of the foot heading towards his knee, Hector's descent towards the ground was circumvented by his open palms pushing against the man's leg, causing him to skid backwards completely out of range of the man's protruding weapon. Now a bit regretful he hadn't brought any weapons of his own, Hector came to a skidding hault along his heels. Bringing his hands together in the form of the 'tori' hand seal as the battle harbinged to the next level.
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 11:06 pm
"Heh, I'm getting better with this thing." Shouyin grinned, twirling the stick around once before going back into his previously described fighting stance. His toes scrunched up, rustling the sand underneath his bare feet before spreading out again, comfortable against the rough ground.
"'Kay, it's your turn, come on."
The young man motioned with his left hand, green eyes bright.
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 12:28 am
"Time-out! Shouyin wins!"
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