Tourney Arc

[Dracos]

OOC: Darkness...feel the beat. No treaties....
announcers
IC:

"They seem to be done testing each other..."
"No cheap tricks will win at this level...   only the desire to win will bring these fighters to a conclusion."

Fearless Leader

[Dracos]

OOC: After the war...
Force your way...

IC:

Kenryu smiled and leapt to the challenge...  

Two fists meeting in the sky...

Strike after strike exchanged as they battled...  back and forth, the tornado disappearing in the background as the fighters struggled for dominance in the art.

Spinning the hurricane met the tornado....

fiercely demon fist rang out a symphony of death against nekoken fist....   the earth sung as both defied gravity.....force waves shattering the ground beneath them...

The cherry trees quaked in fear from the  force...here was the art proper.  The truth of the fist.

A blur to the eyes it continued...   strike after strike..  no mercy..nothing but the best given...

wall against fist... center holds...

Foot against head... center holds...

The center cannot hold......

Genryu felt it....

Kenryu saw it....  knew it in his heart....

The fist went through...  slamming into Kenryu's skull the final blow in a duet of destruction...   his body flew through the air, slamming into a tree and crushing the wood as he smashed through it unconscious.

Genryu landed...exhasted.  Victorious....

For a moment silence was king of the arena...  cherry blossoms falling around  the arena... the once beautiful groove a broken dream...  shattered in the art of war..

Slowly it began...gaining strength...  from all around... here was the show they had come from...   the audience loved it.

Fearless Leader
leave the arena, or do something nifty ^_~

[Bean Bandit]

Genryu looked up at the audience, flashing them all a tired, cocky grin, proving he truly WAS his father's son.

"Big finish," he murmured to himself.

With a flourish, he wrapped himself in the Umisenken, adding a ki flare for dramatics.

The audience roared in approval as the champion seemingly vanished in a flash of light.

Genryu, meanwhile, limped out of the arena. Where had Soap gone? She had their lunches....

[Dracos]

Auntie Sakura cried in the stands as the medics carried her nephew away.

Meanwhile...

"What a spectacular finish, simply a beautiful finale...."
"Yes...truly remarkable."
"Well folks we will be having an intermission before the next fight.  See you in a few hours back at....GSC WOOOOOORLD TOURNAMENT!"

Fearless leader

[Bean Bandit]

OOC: *Looks around, wearing his Olguin disguise*
I'm Olguin. No, really. ^_^;;

IC:

Olguin grinned to himself. He hasn't lost a step. He may even win this tournament.

He glanced down at the little girl in the seat to his right. Miyuki was leaning forward, staring intently at the arena, and he could feel her ki senses straining.

He was suprised to note that they were no less powerful than they were before the sudden transformation that had tipped his childhood friend's world on it's ear last night.

He tapped her on the shoulder. "Michan? C'mon, let's go get something to eat."

Miyuki nodded slowly, her little face clouding again as she looked around. Olguin frowned.

"What's the matter?"

"I don't want to see Raibou-san or Kanban-san."

Olguin blinked. That was unlike Miyuki. She was uncommonly friendly to everyone. "Why not?"

She looked up, frustrated. "Olchan...this is humilating!" she exclaimed, her eyes threatening to water again. "Would you want anyone you knew to see you like this?"

Olguin nodded. "I see your point. They shouldn't be out of the hospital yet, anyway," he assured her. "Let's go get lunch, just you and me, ok?"

For some reason, Miyuki's cheeks flamed at this invitation, but she made no further arguement.

"Ok."

[Bean Bandit]

OOC: Olguin! Come baaaaaaaaaaaack!

IC:
Olguin looked down at Miyuki, as he led her by the hand from the arena. He felt a growing sense of unease with her quietness.

I'm supposed to be the moody one! He thought to himself wryly.

He decided to try and distract her with conversation. "Come on, Michan. What do you wanna eat?" he asked, heading out into the streets, looking for an appropriate restaurant.

[Dracos]

OOC: well this is about to stall unexpectedly

IC:

Swarms of people followed around the dozens of nearby restaurants  to the arena.  A particular one caught Olguin's eye as he passed it.   A slightly out of the way "Winterfield's homely corner: Just like home."

The door was open to the street and a few tables set out in the side street.  A  small sign was out front: "Wait here for service".

Fearless leader

[Bean Bandit]

OOC: *Cries* Olguin! We miss you!!! ;_;

IC:
Miyuki stopped dead, reminding Olguin of her innate strength, even as a young girl. As he was yanked to a stop, Miyuki pointed to the restaurant he'd been looking at.

"What about in here?" She asked. Olguin, cheered that Miyuki had pulled herself out of the depression long enough to choose something, immediately aquiesced.

"Sounds good." he smiled. "Let go eat, I'm starved."

With that, the two of them entered Winterfield's.

[Dracos]

The bell by the door rang, signfying new customer's entering the homey restaurant.  Catherine turned to go greet the new customer's and show them to their seats.

Fearless Leader

[Asrana]

Catherine smiled, smothering a sigh of weariness over new customers.

Her shoes clicked slightly on the tile floor, her slacks making a barely discernable swishing sound as she approached the customers.

Looking up at the taller auburn haired man, she nodded, "Good day. If you'll please follow me, I'll show you to your table. My name's Catherine." She glanced over the girl next to the man as she turned, a little younger then herself...she pushed the thought out of her mind and grabbed a pair of menus.

Setting what was a brisk pace for herself and probably normal walking for the taller man behind her, she led them to an empty table, mentally checking it off for future refference. "I'll be back in a little bit to take your orders..." After flashing a quick smile she walked away, tending to the few other customers that needed attention in the same way she confronted math: methodically.

[Bean Bandit]

Miyuki glanced after the young girl that had seated them, wondering why such a young girl was waiting tables in a restaurant.

This however, reminded her of her current state, and her face fell as she glanced down at her body, and current attire. She felt like crying again...

*******
Olguin caught Miyuki's despairing look, and winced internally as the clouded look came over her face again. He began to ask her questions, distracting her mind with things she'd done before arriving at the tournament...

[Asrana]

Catherine didn't miss the despairing look of her latest customer as she continued her duties. Pushing the concern away, she made a last round of her few remaining customers and walked back towards the recieving counter. Waving to her mother, she sat and waited for anyone to need service or her latest customers to look ready to order.

[Bean Bandit]

Olguin sighed, suddenly empathizing with the hard work Miyuki did in keeping his spirits up. Trying to keep someone from getting depressed was hard work...but when he finally got a smile out of her, it felt worthwhile.

"So, ready to order?" He asked her. She nodded.

[Asrana]

Catherine smiled as the little girl nodded, it appeared they were ready. Pulling her pen and notepad from her apron and striding over to the table, her slacks and shoes echoed the swish and clicks of earlier.

Standing straight, she stood only a few inches over the table, "Ready to order?" Her everpresent smile remained on her face, her demeanor an outter cheerfulness that kept people at bay, but allowed them to relax a bit.

[Bean Bandit]

Olguin smiled and nodded at the little girl, ordering them each udonyaki with oolong tea.