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Eva rather liked the dojo. She wasn't naturally good at fighting, but she'd still spent her share of time in squeaky clean studios hitting people and being hit in return. She'd also gotten kicked out of her fair share of dojos for using base trickery to win all her fights. "I know this won't actually hut you, Tech. I was paying attention before, you know. Even if you're still in the other bubble, chances are you've told your little robots to soften up the blows. Ah well, this could still be fun, though." She shifted her weight to the side as the Brian-dummy came charging at her, dodging the headbutt as she pulled her foot back and unceremoniously kicked him in the crotch. He crumpled like a ragdoll. "I'm sure you already know this, Tech, but in a fight, there is no honor. Don't bother with it. When you get killed by a man you were too polite to kick in the back, they'll probably call you a hero for your honor. But you'll be dead, so screw that. This goes for anyone else who may be listening, especially you Azora."

"Come on! you can do better then that....."
Brian grinned, and raised the simulation. he upped the programm, and set in an automated skillraiser that would equally match his figure. He had tested it on several of the best fighting games, and it would surely surprise her to know that the list of the moves included Caporeia, Kung-fu, Karate and Silat.
"Captain, I now would need you to get as brutal as you can with the dummy. I neve thought for a second that I could trick you with that. But before you get access to the really sweet goodys, you have to reach them.... The Bot is a bit increased....."
He grinned, and picked up the pot of coffee.... the bot would not go down for long.... and the moves of over 42 computergames should surely be at least a good match for her.
He leaned back, and put the skillevel increase to 40 out of 100. he was sure that this would be most enjoyable.
((ooc: I will go offline.... permission to beat up the bot, and get beaten up by him too. Try to write a bit longer if you want, or shorter. ))

Eva nodded silently that she'd heard, not wanting to break her concentration. She spat on her palms and rubbed them together as the dummy got up again and started bouncing back and forth on the balls of its feet, like a very small Mike Tyson. Instead of going at him like abother boxer, she dicided to mismatch styles. She blocked his first left jab and grabbed his wrist, practically swinging on it as she swept his legs out. He rolled as he hit the ground, and got up fairly quickly, still behaving like a boxer. This time, she dodged inside his punch, tied up his arms, and stepped on his right foot. With her free foot she kicked at the inside of his knee, a motion accompanied by a popping noise as his ACL snapped. Again he collapsed, and got up more slowly. There came, from the region of his knee, what can only be described as an anti-pop, as his ACL healed.

The Tech-dummy now swayed in place, still on the balls of his feet in an immitation of what Eva failed to recognize as Ryu from Streetfighter. She did recognize a fairly balanced stance, and this time chose to copy him. He came at her more quickly this time, sending two lighting fast blows to her stomach and the side of her face before she could get her guard up. Incensed, she threw a lazy punch and allowed him to grab her arm, then actually did swing forwards and kick him in the chest. He staggered backwards and she followed, punching him twice with deadly accurace in the exact area she had just kicked, while he was still wheeling his arms around for balance. On the second blow she felt one of his ribs crack, and he dropped to one knee. Eva backed away: experience had taught her never to hang around a half-done enemy. It was a good thing too, because the dummy Shoryukened up, the devastating attack missing the tip of her nose by half an inch. She stuck her foot out, almost without thinking, and let him land on it, kicking him in the crotch for a second time. He gave a little whimper and slumped to the side. It was several seconds before he got up again.

For the first time in the sim, Eva felt a thrill of excitement. The dummy had sprouted wolverine-claws and a matching set of sideburns. She circled away, and then took the initiative. She charged, stopping suddendly just before he sent a potentially lethal punch her way. She sidestepped to the outside and sidekicked him in his exposed side. She was slow on her recovery, as he spun around and slashed her shallowly across the back. Eva was somewhat surprised to feel a fairly realistic stinging pain in her back, though she hadn't felt her shirt rip. She rolled forwards to get out of the way, and immediateley began scheming. A moment later, she relaxed several key parts of her body, while subtly keeping her knees and shoulders tense.

Wolver-tech took the innitiative now, taking advantage of her relaxed state. Eva sprang to life at the last possible second, sidestepping away from the slash and catching his forearm on hers. In a flash she had her arm wrapped around his and was breaking his elbow rather forcefully with hers. She ducked to the outside as the dummy stabbed at her, accidentally impaling his own arm as he missed. She kept hold of his wrist and twisted, pulling his forearm ckean out of the joint, and jerked it around painfully, stabbing him in the chest with his own claws. She stepped back to admire her handiwork.


((Yay violence!))

"Let's pick it up a little shall we?" She was sewating, but still capable of giving and taking a lot more. In response she got a series of ooks from the Librarian, and the voice of hal telling her that the level of the dummy had been raised. A rather limited rack of weapons also appeared along the wall. She ignored it for the time being, waiting to see how the dummy would behave before marrying herself to one particular strategy.

The dummy behaved very differently. It produced a bo staff from thin air, and proceeded to do a series of complicated twirls with it, finishing by sqinging it at Eva. She ducked it, and only just managed to block the backswing. She felt a fierce pain in her left arm from the contact, and deciced at a better plan was in order. She backed towards the weapons rack and chose one small knife. She also removed the bandanna from her head and untied it. She held the knife in her teeth while holding the bandanna like a garotte wire in her hands. She advanced towards the dummy again, and quickly found herself dodging as fast as she could a barrage of expert blows from the staff. She took several hits, and went to the ground once before she found the opportunity she was looking for.

Her knee still smarting from the blow that had sent her to the floor, she circled towards the dummy, and he stabbed the staff straight at her sternum. Seizing her chance, she quickly wrapped the bandanna around the end of the staff, pulling it tight. She twisted her whole body away, pulling him forwards as he kept an unrelenting grip on the staff. She let go with her right hand and grabbed the knife from her mouth, bringing it down on his wrists. She didn't give him time to recover when he dropped his staff, she went straight for the kill, and was barely thwarted as the dummy dodged to the side and the knife was buried in his shoulder instead of his heart. He punched Eva in the right temple, the side with which she was still holding the knife. She ghit the ground and had the presence of mind to roll out of the way as he brought his foot down where her head had just been. She dragged herself to her feet, the weapons rack immediateley to her back, and thought of another plan.

(Time for a slight twist.)
Kyle followed the list to get the items. As he picked up the last item, his eyes widened. He dropped the items and his head filled with pain. He closed his eyes. When he opened them, they were red. He yelled in pain. A fire started behind him. suddenly, a small needle fell out from Kyle's body.

Kyle quickly looked at Sokato. Kyle stretched out his arm towards him. Suddenly, a box of metal was falling strait at him.

Kyle jumped at Sokato. The rage was built inside him. Could someone have use something on that needle and shot it at Kyle?

Brian rubbed his eyes, and watched his watch.
"nearly 23 hours awake. wicked, huh?"
The librarian ughed, and ate the coffe-pulver out of the automatron. Both of them continued to watch how captain eva whooped a** after a** of his little machines. what she didn't know was that the updates of the software grew exponentially. Each of the moves she used was recorded, broken down and evaluated. each time she used a finishing move, he came a bit closer to her. he could now with.... he looked at the software..... predict with 50 % probability the outcome of the next move of battle. and the rate was growing. He leaned back, and played with the thought of simply feeding the direct input of the of the cognitive simulation to her. Which would probably have the same result as letting a toddler play the Deadly mode of resident evil mixed with Soul calibour III.
His finger hovered over the enter button. But then again..... she was quite good, and seemed to really enjoy her strange foes.... he did not even suspect the hadyuken, or the wolverine version of his avantar to mix up. He shrugged, and opened the console.
He removed the warriors from the dojo, which in turn became a bit lighter.
Then, he opened a door, and grinned as his smith personna entered the Dojo, obnoxiously clapping.
"Well, that is extremly cool. you did very well. Now, I think you have earned yourself a goodie. Now, what shall we do......"
He grinned, and pulled a little grey ball out of his three-pieced suit.
He rolled it in his hands, and enjoyed how much it felt like machines.
"lets say..... how aout a preprogrammed ball of weapons? have you ever heard of the endless Ammo mode?"
He threw the ball at her, and grinned.
"Simply shout the name of the weapon you want, and the computer will do its best to simulate the thing. Now, what else can we do to make this most enjoyable...... Well, I allways wanted to know if the Zionists would hold a serious stance against the machines. Now, for a zionist, you are obviously a bit weak and underpowered..... OK, that should do it.... 1/16 of earths gravitation, and a strenght-level of a young godess....."
Ge grinned, and straightened the suit of the persona.
"Now, as far as you have seen, this was only 40 / 100, and it was still without superpowers. Now, if we move the Dojo into a big city, and activate the smith script.... this should perhaps be enough entertainment for a triggerfinger? Now, My Avantar will get a new copy from one of the citizens out there. I would say, that is roughly 40 million citizens against Captain eva. This will equally serve as a stresstest for the new Behemoth-servercluster. Now, just for your information.... I will put your level up from only 10 % of reality to 20 %..... this should move the whole thing at a more interesting level. "
One of the side of the dojos was being knocked at. He grinned, and moved his avantar back there. He opened a door, and acted awfully surprised as he saw an exact copy of himself standing there.
"Well, hello there, sexy man"
"Hi, newcomer me! "
"I never thought about this, but dang, you look pretty sexy in that suit!"
"Thanks, brother, but your suit prooves to be an also excellent fit. "
He walked his ava around the copy one time, and then patted her on the shoulder.
"hey, you hot piece of tech...."
"Yes, my High-Tech double?"
"This is Captain eva! Most excellent, huh?"
"Indeed most excellent. Now, what do we have as a mission then?"
His original avantar looked at captain eva.
"I think, we have a playfield. new york, the entire island, if I am right. "
"Indeed you are, brother"
"Ok, then I would say we get ourself a refreshrate of random numbers, and use the current population of new York for a little targetplay. OOh, and if she survives, she is allowed back in the sim. "
"OK, most bodaciously explained, brother. But what is our mission, excellent twin?"
"Oh dear.... how about we give the captain a wet willie?"
"What, without any weapons?"
"OOh, I think we are not weaponless. We can pick up things that lie around, and result to physical violence. But our main goal is to proove that the captain is unwilling to reccieve a wet willie, provided by masterfull skillfullness?"
"Sounds excellent to me, brother. "
Both of them nodded, and looked at Eva. With a bit of a warcry ( "For open source-software!"), they started to run towards Eva.

Brian grinned, and provided controll of one of the waiting Copies of himself to the Librarian. He himself took one of the everrefreshing copies, and grinned.....
"How do them folks say around here? Giterduuhn!"