Courtyard Showdown (Leon Sudeki/Spectators)

["Unfettered"]

"I dont think I have any subjects that need dealing with at the moment. So I would suggest hunting down John Ong. It's about 3rd period now, so he should be in the courtyard making sure the punks near the clock tour stop messing with our young mister Leon. . . We dont want him comign out of retirement."

...How long ago had that been said?

Ah right. The day Jonathan Winters and "Thrush" had both been made into S.H.C.P.

The day that he had his practice match with John Ong.

The day long before Mr. Asiv died...

But not before John Ong had betrayed the cause.

A day that was to set the stage of when all sorts of treason would befall him in the not-so-distant future-now-present. The name was Leon, and that was all he had to go on.

Don't get him wrong, though. This had nothing to do with revenge. More rather, recently, his entire restaurant had been wrecked. He had to begin initiation of something that would either shoot him up to the top, or, if he failed to play a failure carefully at all, spiral dismally into a 'worse then a nobody'.

..There was to be no mistakes made. None. Even as he gathered four 'homemade' Molotov cocktails from what was not smashed at his bar...

Hunting A Dragon
Theme Song: Madness 6 - cheshyre

Back on the grass again. The same area. He couldn't forget the first time he'd laid eyes on the man. Someone he'd barely even thought of, much less cared for. Surprising, really, that he'd remembered him.

Under the clock tower in the shade was the one knonw as Leon. Blonde spiked hair, dark blue eyes, green vest over a white t-shirt, and brown cargo shorts. Black fingerless gloves, and most of all. Scars. The right side of hsi face harbored four horizontal scars streatching from the nose to the ear. Two scars, one over each eye brow zigging up to his hair line. His right arm showed red lightning shaped scars running down it stopping just under the glove, at first they would seem like tattoo's but they covered his arm almost completely. Reconstructive surgery to have it reattched does that.

...But more surprised by the fact of how useful this over-aged punk was going to be, if all went according to plan.

The noon sun was high, and the Enforcers were all about, in high patrol. But, many of them had come to recognize "Unfettered". The trademark brown pants, white shirt underneath, a huge & heavy black coat over him, the black & white scarf.. but of course, the odd 'swastika' eye-patch. Of course, you see, he generally kept his coat buttoned up, and though it drew him weird glances, especially from the Enforcers, he didn't appear to sweat. Almost... 'normal' temperature, even on a hot day like this, with only 6% humidity.

..Nonetheless, today, there was a special reason as to why he was buttoned up today. Underneath his clothes, just padded slightly with the white shirt was his 'Poseidon's Chest Plate'. And his general coat was actually housing the 'Hades Coat', rather comfortably... In fact, he was fully equipped today. His gloves, his shoes, being the most apparent, with the Phoenix Medallion dangling from his neck, just hidden underneath his coat.

As well as four rather potent Molotov cocktails. ...Not for fighting, of course, but...

The noon sun was high, blinding him in his open right eye. Squinting, he tried to make out that old figure, the one that he crammed as a memory from the back of his head. Popping open his can of Brimstone, he licked his lips a little, parched... but just wishing that it would be more fulfilling. Bringing it to his mouth, downing it, not letting a single drop get away, he felt nothing anymore, but knew he had to keep on doing it. He had to maintain his strength. Had to.

*CRUSH*

Over towards the shade... he threw the crumpled can towards the shade..

Was it?

Time to find out.

"LEON...."

Nearly time.

Nearly the time to initiate the first step of the master plan.

Let them wait. It's nearly time to start the party...

[Mr. Kaar]

Enter The Dragon's Den

Now who would be so foolish? Who would step into, or even near the cave so close to his den. Someone threw a can? Someone who wasn't too smart. Today, Leon was leaning against the tower again, just sitting with one leg stretched out. The sound of the can hitting the grass, as scrunched up as it was, rolling to tap against his foot, the sound of static would be audible as it bounced off ever so slightly. His black shoes would show two little sparks between it and the can.

He wasn't in a particulerly good modd, though most recently he has had reasons to be happy. He had a wife, old friends had come for his wedding. But this school, and the people around him just didn't get the hint to leave him alone. Asiv had promised no one would mess with him, but with him gone it was like that became void. Now one of his little henchman had come to disturb him. He stood up sloughed slightly against the wall before standing up straight up.

"Can you keep it down? I'm right here."

Leon stretched and scratched the back of his head. The kid looked like he may internally combust with all that stuff on. The enforcers hadn't bugged him really, so he left them alone, but this kid outright said his name, which meant there was something going to happen. Of course, about then is when he noticed the cocktails. He stopped scratching the back of his head and waited for the kid to make a move.

["Unfettered"]

Fire-Breathing

"Can you keep it down? I'm right here."

Just for a second, the sun flickered out of the way. And "Unfettered" found his prey.

"..Let me think about it."

Tall... nearly as tall as "Unfettered". But, it was just a slight advantage. Hell, could even work into a disadvantage. ...Might, anyways.

"Actually, I think I'll turn it up."

The coat suddenly flew open, as his hands flung themselves into it.

Four Molotov's.

Garnering them up into one hand, he looked on, never letting his sight away, even as his gloved hand dug into his pocket... taking out a lighter. Lighting them all up at once.---

Quickly spinning about, his outer coat flying off, revealing the Hades Coat, the four bottles flew off into four different directions. A semi-circle, the clock tower being the only steadfast thing that would not be affected. But the fire was quick to burn.. and apparently, for a while. Due to the wind factor, as well as the momentum, the fire was slowly burning away from them.. well, most of the flames.

But, it would generally save for his dealings with Mister Leon generally... 'hidden beneath the dragon's smoke'.

A smile, as the fire encircled about them, raged on. Thoughts in advance, household chemicals making it more aggressive and long-lasting.

..The smell of burning.. strangely did not bother "Unfettered". At all. Everything, flexibly placed, flawlessly planned.

All planning aside...

"Now then... shall we?.."

That did not change the fact that he was going to fight.

His hands went up, tightened into fists. A right hand right by his cheek, the left just a foot away in front of him, leading. As did the left foot, the right foot turning ninety-degrees right on the heel, ninety-degrees right on the toe, and forty-five degrees right on the heel again. Bouncing a little bit... and there we go.

A boxing stance.

Twelve feet apart, having not inched up close to Leon the whole time. But it was time to change that. Inching forward five feet, and starting to try a 'encirclement' maneuver, slowly going to Leon's left, in wherein, he'd tried to circle about him, seeing if Leon would counter-circle him.

Time to test the waters.

Time to test strength, speed, and the hardiness of this punk.

Time to---

[Misfate]

Crim was walking the school grounds after a long day of having no idea where he was supposed to go. Crim kept a careful eye on the enforcers that were poaching students around the grounds. They seemed out in force today, and since Crim had not made any kind of a name for himself he decided he didn't want four or five of the idiots ganging up on him at once, not even giving him a chance. But as always, Crim's rather large size and over-short hair caught their attention. God damn it all. Well, I guess it's time to run.

They didn't have a hope of catching him, seeing as Crim could outlast some marathon runners. But they walked quickly and Crim decided to just book it. They laughed, of course, but didn't bother to follow. Just wait till i get one of you alone, Crim thought. Not really knowing where he was going, he nearly ran into a big brown coat, that was until that big coat shouted;

"LEON"

Scrambling back, Crim looked at the tallish guy that shouted. Getting up, he threw himself down when 4 flaming bottles were thrown at a nearby student. Realizing that he was in a rather "heated" fight, Crim stood by and watched.

/Spectate

[Mr. Kaar]

Crouching Pheonix Hidden Dragon?

Well this was interesting. Seemed this particuler lap dog was a little on the strong side... Now you may wonder how Leon could tell this. Well if you've been in the kind of battles he has... Seen the fighters he has seen. Even come close to the simple amount of fights he has, then you would know what he knew. The ways this guy carried himself, the small actions, his movements getting into stance. This kid was going to be a problem. The fires where doing their purpose, keeping outsiders out, which seemed to go for good dramatic effect, and practically harmless without buildings being in the way. They where surrounded by fire, not Leon's particuler favorite, but it could be handled.

"Yes, lets."

Leon had seen the kid that was to be one of the first to see things begin to go down. But he had to stay focused on the fight. He stayed still, waiting for the kid to make a move. He was in a rather worthy boxing stance, and Leon's eyes could only point out two weak points, but they where easily guarded if one moved right. Great, well at least the kid began circling. Leon turned his right side to Unfettered and kept his arm down to cover that side, while his left arm raised up against his chest. His knees bent slightly. Yeah, Leon would counter circle.

Strategically counter circling keeps your opponent infront of you, and you keep visual confirmation on your opponent. But it also shows your taking the fight seriouse. Leon would circle, but move to wards the guy as well. He felt that his left pocket was alittle heavy right now, its contents being there for many months... He just hoped he wouldn't have to use it.

["Unfettered"]

Testing The Talons
Theme Song: Kheni - Lerssí - Kimken

"Yes, lets."

On the other hand, "Unfettered" didn't notice anything outside of the flames. Couldn't afford the luxury, too much was at stake here for him to risk anything. This man? What did he have to risk? ..Though, of course denying to answer his conscience, he already already figured that they both had their own reasons for doing what they did. Still though, no mercy. No mercy.

"Nothing personal."

Almost forgetting in his stance, as he bounced up, watching over Leon, "Unfettered" suddenly seemed to shrink slightly, his bounce more noticeable. Forgot to bend his legs enough, properly. A smirk, yes, a smirk... as he watched as his new opponent raise up a strange fighting stance that he was not familiar with. Heh. Crap. Well, it was going to happen sooner or later. His left guard dropped.

And suspiciously started swinging from side to side, even as he bounced, circling..

Hitman Style

Long arms, long body, but he had no idea how powerful this guy was. ...But there was definetely a... 'earned' way in how this man walked, counter-circling. Drawing some curiosities, as "Unfettered" kept watching the man, with growing intensity and curiosity.

..But then, he'd demonstrated this before him, with his spar with John...

Heh. It was a used tool. If Leon had stayed during that whole time, he would know of the strange 'block' that was very beneficial with this stance, but this generally only worked if "Unfettered" was the faster one..

But, this is just testing the dragon's talons, isn't it?

A sudden step forward was simultaneously accompanied by a fist, careening from the left, towards Leon.. probably just to scrape away at the shoulder, and quickly retracting like rubber, before launching again, arcing from below this time, hoping just to hit somewhere, anywhere, cuts were fine. This too retracted relatively quickly. It was for "Unfettered's" sake that he could still call these relatively long punches 'jabs'.. or, more commonly known as 'flicker jabs'.

Maybe this guy would be fast enough to catch one, and pull "Unfettered" in close. Or maybe he'd take a hit, but still come back strong. Or even show how fast he was, or block them with ease.

Just a quick test, as he continued to circle..

[Mr. Kaar]

Watch Out For Teeth

Leon watched the kid throw the punches, lettign them hit, the first to his shoulder, the second to the chest. Leon was testing Unfettered in this aspect. He wanted to know how strong the kid was, he wanted to get a real feel for his presence in battle. And it was actually pretty damn good. Leon backed off a step or two, maybe this kid would like to see the Lightning Strike varient of Riryukoshintsu. Yeah, that should be fun. Leon may not fight much anymore, but he did train alot. Developing his style even more in the time he has been not fighting.

He'd breath in, audibly so, but you wouldn't be able to hear him exhale as he held it. With that he would burst forward, and drop quickly infront of the kid, Leon's left leg on the ground along with both his arms pushing up for his right leg to hit the kid in either the chin or the chest to get him air born, the pain would probably be there to, but the point of the attack was to get the opponent airborn and away from the ground. Once that was accomplished, Leon's leg would drop quickly and he would launch from his position into the air, using all the speed he would be able to muster with the strength of all four of his limbs. He would end up diagonal in the air, to his left spinning also to his left, he would come around in the air bringing his right foot out further than usual to throw mid air into the kids gut again and send him to the ground.

Leon had nicknamed this particuler move the Fury Whirlwind. Why? Because naming moves that you like is fun. The only special thing about it was it was a two hit combo. It had worked successfully against his old rivals before, but these 259 students where very good at getting out of bad situations. Probably Asiv's doing with all those missions, and the attacks on the school, not to mention the heavy enforcement and control going on.

["Unfettered"]

What's A Knight Without His Armor?

..Felt like he was punching a rock.

A soft rock.

But a rock, nonetheless.

---"Unfettered's" eye hadn't left Leon, not for a second but.. suddenly, this.. 'guy' just rushed up to him, before his eyes could even have a chance to take in exactly what had just happened. Instinct made him suddenly raise up his left arm, for his elbow block. A decent counter, as his opponent shoved himself down to the ground to---

"EUGH!"

The kick broke through the guard, cleanly, underneath it, smashing into his chin, eye wide with absolute suprise. He hadn't misblocked. No. No.. it was more..

The speed.
The strength.

And there he was, in the air with him. "Unfettered" gritted his teeth.

Jonathan would've caved in by now. "Thrush" would've laughed it off, and but acknowledge with contempt that he was almost already beaten.

Good thing he wasn't either.

..Gritted his teeth with a smile.

His eye was still watching, even in the pain.

Dropping his guard, he brought his arms across his gut, but the force of the kick that landed on him hurled him back to the ground.---

Except, Leon would notice that something was slightly 'off' with that kick.

'Jesus... making me pull this out, so early in the game... You really are a monster.'

Managing to land on his left toe, he sent the rest of his heel back down, as the momentum came weighing down, absorbing a little of the pain, as the right foot followed suit, leaving "Unfettered" in a 'south paw' style position, though, stepping back a few, to carry some of the momentum back. Arms were crying out, but it wasn't so bad...

With this ice.

There was little time, and he had to carry through, lest he leave himself open to another attack. Hoping to get there in time, he rushed forth, stopped on his left foot, hard, kicking up his left right leg in a side-swing to Leon's body, thrusting both hands behind him, to act as a counter weight, to keep balance.

Of course, this was a feint.

Before it would even go anywhere close, he'd retract it directly back, and send a frontal kick, his foot on his side, using his left foot to push off the ground, bringing up his arm to try to prepare himself to guard/strike.

..A lot of this, though, was relying on the fact that Leon hadn't pulled out his trump card, nor landed on the ground just yet...

Which in this case---

---

Status Report:

Statistic Modification:

Strength: 34 x 1.3 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Novice Level)
Dexterity: 23
Constitution: 35 x 1.5 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Novice Level)
Intelligence: 36
Wisdom: 32
Charisma: 30 - 5 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Novice Level Postly Qi Consumption)

Current Statistics:

Strength: 44
Dexterity: 23
Constitution: 53
Intelligence: 36
Wisdom: 32
Charisma: 25

*25% Of Pain Is Numbed
*Landing Of Blows While Qi Is Active = -10% Dexterity (Does Not Stack Per Hit)
*Temperature: 93/100
*Moderately High Vulnerability To Electricity

EDIT: Adjusting Statistical Info/Grammar.

[Mr. Kaar]

The Cold Shoulder?

Leon's attacks worked, it was a powerhouse move. Though regularly it would be alot more dangerouse to use with the release of endorphines or adrenaline allowing you to break through the limits of your physical body. But something didn't feel right about that attack, Unfettered had recovered too quickly, and seemed fine. Then he realized the frost on his pant leg, his leg was cold.

'The hell?'

Leon was still on his way down, so he pulled his knees in and brought his arms into a cross as the kick came in. It hit him in the knee and elbow connection point and threw him and he skidded across the ground, he would push off the ground backwards and to his feet. He felt like he was hit by a freaking rock. He shook his arm a bit after landing and charging at Unfettered. He would jump towards him, spinning around once, both feet off the gorund, he would shoot his right leg out aiming the heel to hit him in the right side of the face.

["Unfettered"]

OOC: Damn... you're really a kind RPer, man... and a damn good one, too! *prepares to push up the fire*

And yes, will be making shorter posts, as promised on my end.

Unintentional Combo Maker...

Jesus...!

"Unfettered" had barely even recovered from his initial attack, when Leon came rushing at him again. Eye went wide, as his hands went up---Another aerial attack!?

Barely catching it in time, his elbow raised up, taking the hit, but, he wasn't going to go down so easily.. wouldn't let him kick into the right side of his face, where his LAST eye still was.. He'd power through, right back, grunting, and pushed back...

....FUCK, this guy gives a mean shot.---

..Only to realize that by doing so, he'd just acted as leverage to help keep Leon in the air.. the left hand went up as well, getting ready.---

No, he wouldn't stop there. He'd push up off the ground with his left food, trying to bring a right kick into Leon's side... hoping that this guy wasn't at a level where he could just use the same leg to kick at in the same place... such people were dangerous.

THIS SHIT'S GOING DOWN, SON!

---

Status Report:

Current Statistics:

Strength: 44
Dexterity: 23
Constitution: 53
Intelligence: 36
Wisdom: 32
Charisma: 20

*25% Of Pain Is Numbed
*Landing Of Blows While Qi Is Active = -10% Dexterity (Does Not Stack Per Hit)
*Temperature: 86/100
*Moderately High Vulnerability To Electricity

[Mr. Kaar]

The guy came into the air with Leon now. This got a wide smirk and the force acting against him was keeping him up. Leon saw the kick coming but wouldn't be able to do much about it except put his hands in the way block and catch the force. This force would be used to raise himself more, to almost a diagonal hand stand using this guys leg he would bring that same leg up and back down again to strike this guys shoulder instead of the side of the face. He wouldn't just strike though he would push off so the force would push the guy down hard and Leon would be able to spin himself upright before he hit the ground. His hands did feel rather cold though.

'Since when did it get cold within seconds of it being nice out... Esspecially in California?'

Leon would land and bend his legs, going to his left knee, and placing his hands to the ground only because the way he would flip from the air to his feet would be close to the ground and would put him with his back to his opponent. Not his favorite positioning, but at least like this he can move quickly if the guy is recovered from the attack already.

["Unfettered"]

OOC: Sorry for the delay... but aye. Also... for the remainder of the fight, I'm going to employ one final weakness to the Qi I should've from the beginning of my formation of it (If you notice, it still says my profile's under construction...). I may edit the elemental weaknesses later, but for now they'll stand. Anyways... LES GO.

PAY BACK TIME!

*THWACK*

A solid blow to "Unfettered's" left shoulder. Dislocated? Possibly... Not like he could tell, anyways. No, no... there was a tinge of warmth yet. Ow. Yeah. This was gonna hurt a lot later on, if this fight didn't end soon. Which... with both of their staminas, wasn't looking likely.

Plummeting down to the ground, he landed on one of his feet a bit wrong, but he cracked it back into place. A tinge of feeling striking through his spine like lightning. Pain. Possibly another popped bone... this wasn't looking good, but he looked up, as the old dragon was proppelled higher into the air, though coming down. Grunting, he'd force himself forward, his spine tingling over and over again... maybe more then just a popped bone in his foot.--- *POP*...

Stumbled forward as he popped his foot back into place. Tried to skid on his right foot, pushing forward with his left. Doing a short wind-up for an uppercut, his left guard up, and pressed against his cheek out of instinct.

...But he felt slower. Much slower...

Was it the punch to his chin? Did it affect his legs? And why did Leon appear faster?...

---

Status Report:

Current Statistics:

Strength: 44
Dexterity: 18
Constitution: 53
Intelligence: 36
Wisdom: 25
Charisma: 15

*25% Of Pain Is Numbed
*Landing Of Blows While Qi Is Active = -10% Dexterity (Does Not Stack Per Hit)
*Temperature: 79/100 (21% Decrease To Dexterity & Wisdom!)
*Moderately High Vulnerability To Electricity

Edit: Centering Title. Silly, I know...

[Mr. Kaar]

Leon stood up andurned around to look at the kid. Leon was looking at his gloves with an interesting smile on his face. He would begin to talk from there.

"You know, ever since I got here I've had this strange power."

His body would begin to glow lightly, almost like he was highlighted. Sparks would begin to form at parts of his body. He'd look up at the kid he was doing battle with and smirk.

"Ever seen a short circuit? Electrons in a current build up to an extreme and explode outward from the point of origin."

Leon would burst forward, static would strike the ground where his feet had launched from, as he would speed towards Unfettered. His right arm would draw back to his right hip, as his left hand reached out to be the distraction and to give a haymaker balance. This was the first of 3 short circuits he was going to show before going all out. The built up energy in his gloves would be exerted in this punch as a short circuit being built up to this extreme point. His right fist would then scream in, first going up to about shoulder height to Leon, then doing a half circle downward towards Unfetterd's chest. A large explosion of electricity would follow the punch.

["Unfettered"]

OOC: ...Reading in the past, I realized that I hadn't really been keeping up with my self. >_>... Apparently, "Unfettered" has been wearing all his gear, and thus, his Poseidon Chest Plate. Thus far, though, you've only hit me twice, and I think it'd be rude of me to suddenly just nullify your charged-up attack, so... let's just say that the first two strikes you made against me were nullified (and anyways... I RPed hurting myself, so, those still count). In turn...

EXPLOSION! ICE EATER, THE ELECTRIC DRAGON!

"You know, ever since I got here I've had this strange power."

Meaningless words to him. But he should have already arrived at his destination, his punch should have already been 'crashing into his chin.

But he was only half-way there.

"Ever seen a short circuit? Electrons in a current build up to an extreme and explode outward from the point of origin."---

Eye went open with horror, as he looked at some shining thing coming down his way..

OH SHI-

*ZZZTT!* *ZZZTT!* *ZZZTT!* *ZZZTT!* *ZZZTT!* *ZZZTT!*

The sound of shattering ice crackled throughout, as the massive impact made the flames around them stronger.

God damn... he felt even weaker then before... God damn. God DAMN.

There was a delay in response, the electricity surging through his body distorting his own nervous system---

Doubled over, over a single punch, hacking up blood.

What was this sensation that surged through him? What was this feeling, this rushing of blood?

...Excitement?...

"M-MORE..."

KEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKE...

"IZ ZAT ZE BEST YOU CAN DO!?" he said with blood-shot eyes, forced to look down at the green grass, through clenched teeth.

But he couldn't react in time. The shock of so much pain in such a short time was too much to be able to handle. No, no, he needed to recover. Hopefully, at this close range, and with the lack of wind-up room, the damage wouldn't be as great..

Struggling, he tried pushing his feet to push at the man with his chest, push him away slightly..

Hardly likely that that would happen.

And even if it did, it'd probably do no damage. He'd just be haggard, still keeled over, breathing in heavily, attempting to bring down the pain to a manageable threshold. If not for the chest plate, he'd have broken his ribs, but, in turn, they were horrendously bruised, if not cracked.

...Now, this is fun.

---

Status Report:

Current Statistics:

Strength: 33 (34 x 0.975)
Dexterity: 17/23
Constitution: 39 (35 x 1.125)
Intelligence: 36
Wisdom: 23/32
Charisma: 10

*19% Of Pain Is Numbed
*Landing Of Blows While Qi Is Active = -7% Dexterity (Does Not Stack Per Hit)
*Temperature: 72/100 (28% Decrease To Dexterity & Wisdom!)
*Moderately High Vulnerability To Electricity - EXPLOITED!
*All Of "Unfettered's" Qi Bonuses Have Decreased 25%!
*Poseidon Chest Plate Effect: Nullifies First Two Hits (Both Used)

Edit: Made Sure To Correct Poseidon Chest Plate Status.

[Mr. Kaar]

Leon felt feet in his chest as he was pushed back, he staggered a second and heard the request for more, and the statement of that being the best he had? Leon's smirk grew wider. The guy had been put down by that attack and he could act like that? This guy was something. Leon simply smiled wide on one side of his face, teeth showing.

"Are you joking? I'm the one that you wanted..."

Leon crouched low for a second. Taking in a breath his hands dropped to his sides, the glow of his body remaining. Right hand moving in front, the left going more towards the rear. He'd look at Unfettered.

"I'm the Superbeast."

With that Leon burst forward and jumped into the air, turning around with his back to Unfettered, and spinning by bringing his legs in to be upside down, looking down at Unfettered, sparks visible at the back of his neck as he unlocked the "Ports" to his Endorphines and Adrenaline. Feet touching a near by tree branch, he would burst straight down at Unfettered bringing his left arm back and then throwing it forward with electricity overflowing.