Session Start: Sun Oct 12 20:11:06 2003
Session Ident: #taw
* Logging #taw to 'logs\EsperNet\#taw.20031012.log'
<Ire> Session 114: Samurai Showdown
<Dahok> NR: Gotta pee
<Ire> Time Chart: October 25th, 2222. 30 mins after last session
<Ire> Location: Colliseum
* Junior sits near the others, having collected himself.
<Dahok> NRP :Back
<Ire> GM: *the weather darkens and dark storm clouds begin to fill the sky, lightning flashing above. So far no rain has fallen, but a steady wind is blowing. The tournament has not stopped for the weather, though*
* Dahok leans against the sidewall, his right hand bandaged up.
* Ire stands next to Junior, his trench coat flapping around him as the wind blows.
* Junior glances at Ire.
<Ire> It seems we're almost done with this thing. You and Dias are probably going to end up fighting one another.
<Ire> (Dahok)
<Junior> We'll have to see how that turns out.
<Ire> I've been listening to the crowd. It seems Shingo Hosokaya has arrived recently and is now watching the matches. Probably the name Garland Hianule drew him out.
<Junior> Sorry to disappoint him, I suppose.
<Ire> In any event, you have his attention. If you can win the tournament, he might meet with you.
<Junior> I thought you said the winner gets audience?
<Ire> A high probability of it. Almost definite if you impress him.
<Junior> So it was never a definite.
* Ire shakes his head.
* Junior frowns a bit.
* Dahok rubs his left shoulder and yawns, waiting
<Ire> Voice: The final match of the normal tournament is here, folks. Garland Hianule vs. Dahok Fyro. Only one of them will walk away a champion.
* Dahok quirks his eyes
<Ire> ...the normal tournament...? Hrm.
* Junior stands, and walks down the steps. He takes a breath and removes his jacket, folding it over his arm.
<Dahok> Huh...well atleast that increases the odds of getting to meet the leader. *walks towards the arena*
* Ire glances at Dahok as he walks, then he takes the seat that Junior once occupied.
* Junior folds his jacket, setting it to the side of the ring.
* Dahok steps onto the ring
<Ire> Snipe: *applauds from his spot in the audience*
* Junior jumps onto the ring, his hair tied back except for his bangs.
<Ire> Ref: Ichi....
* Dahok slides into his fighting stance, waiting
<Ire> Ref: Ni....
* Junior stands there, eyeing Dahok.
<Ire> Ref: San...
* Junior bows to him.
* Dahok nods to him and lowers his stance
<Ire> Ref: FIGHT
* Dahok begins sliding forward towards Jr., keeping his left side infront
* Ire narrows his eyes.
<Ire> Snipe: *leans forward with anticipation*
* Junior quickly launches himself to the side, rotating on the balls of his heels.
* Dahok spins his body, trying to keep his left side lined up with Jr.
<Ire> Eve: *crosses his arms, breath held as she stares at the two*
<Ire> (Her
* Junior launches forward, sliding low at Dahok's legs.
* Dahok plants his hands down and flips his body up and over Jr.'s
* Junior places his hands against the ground, pushing himself up into the air as Dahok jumps.
* Dahok rams right into Jr's legs, bouncing off them and onto the arena
* Junior lands on his feet.
* Junior slides into a fighting stance.
* Dahok quickly pushes himself up and into a fighting stance
* Dahok rubs his chest with his right hand
* Junior steps towards the center of the ring.
* Dahok takes in a deep breath and eyes Jr
* Junior eyes Dahok, motionless.
* Dahok plants his left foot and dashes at Jr, he brings his right hand back to throw a hook, but spins himself around fully throwing out a roundhouse kick aimed at Jr's ribs
* Junior throws his elbow into Dahok's kick, jumping forward into him.
* Dahok twists his upperbody around, allowing him to swing his other leg up and around in an attempt to crack Jr. across the head
* Junior is hit and falls to the ground with a hard thud.
* Dahok lands on the ground and pushes himself up, rubbing his right ankle
<Dahok> God you're thick!
* Junior pulls himself to his feet, eyeing Dahok.
<Junior> I get that a lot.
* Junior jumps at him with a spinning kick.
* Dahok throws both his arms up, letting his gauntlets take the blow from the spinning kick
* Junior lands, the kick blocked.
* Junior throws a punch at Dahok's gut.
* Dahok quickly throws out a right jab as Jr. lands, he catches the punch in his gut though
* Junior takes the hit, but presses the punch into his gut.
* Dahok keels over from the punch, his body bent over Jr.'s arm
* Dahok grunts and grabs on Jr's arm, using to pull his knee up and into Jr's gut
* Junior pulls his hand away, stepping back. A welt is visible from the head blow earlier.
* Dahok drops his knee down and coughs, spitting up spit
* Junior grunts, bearing his teeth slightly.
* Dahok bends upright and slides back into his fighting position
<Ire> GM: *The crowd cheers the two mighty fighters on. Above head, thunder booms and the dark clouds make things look dimmer*
* Junior falls to one knee as Dahok gets up, he launches himself into Dahok head-first.
* Dahok waits until Jr's a ft. infront of him, he then plants his hands ontop of Jr's head, shoving it downwards but always launching himself up and over Jr
* Junior hits the ground, his momentum causing him to slide agianst the ground a little.
* Junior gets to his feet, fatigue showing.
<Ire> ....
* Dahok flips himself and lands on the ground, he quickly spins around and throws himself at Jr, his shoulder out to ram him
<Ire> Snipe: *mouths something to himself*
* Junior grits his teeth, throwing a kick to Dahok's chin.
* Dahok twists his body slightly enough to move his head from getting hit but unfortunately catches the kick in his right shoulder, sending him slamming backwards into the ground
<Ire> Eve: *holds a hand up to her face as she watches. She doesn't seem horrorfied though*
* Dahok pushes himself up with both hands but falls when weight is placed on his right hand
* Junior jumps forward, throwing his leg up into the air to bring his heel down onto Dahok's shoulder (axe kick)
<Dahok> *grunts in pain* Son of a...*he pushes himself up with his left hand and stands upright, his right arm hanging there limp
* Dahok falls with the kick to help absorb some of the blow but the damage is still done, causing him to scream out in pain
* Dahok pushes himself up again with his left hand and grits his death as pain shoots through his body
* Junior staggers back, almost losing his balance.
*** KillGatsu has quit IRC (Ping timeout)
<Dahok> NRP: teeth
* Dahok shakes his head trying to fight off the pain
* Junior pants, looking at Dahok.
*** KillGatsu has joined #TAW
* Dahok the air around his left arm begins to waver, as if its heating up
* Dahok groans in pain and the air returns to normal
<Dahok> Let's finish this.
<Junior> We're using our abilities. *he says it more as a question, but a reactionary statement to Dahok's arm*
* Dahok lunges forward as Jr. talks, he hops up and kicks out at Jr's left knee cap
* Junior 's knee gives out, though as he falls he places his hand to Dahok's chest, firing a blast.
<Ire> Ire: ... you can do it.
<Ire> Snipe: Show them what you can do, Junior.
<Ire> Eve: ... What is your power, Hianule?
<Ire> Defal: ... Don't let this pushover beat you, Dahok. Show them the power of the Brahnk Way.
* Dahok is sent flying backwards sliding against the ground, he flips himself up and over, landing on his feet bent over with his left hand pressed against the arena floor.
* Junior falls into a crouching stance, not allowing his knee to hinder his defense.
* Junior gets to his feet, panting.
* Dahok slowly begins to walk over to Jr, his guard up at all times
<Ire> GM: *KABOOM. Lightning flashes over head*
* Junior launches forward, ramming into Dahok.
* Dahok rams his left shoulder into Jr, planting his feet and pushing back against him
* Junior throws his weight into it.
* Dahok begins sliding back
* Junior spins out of the push, throwing his knee towards Dahok's gut.
<Dahok> Grrr.....*spins along with Jr, his left arm slamming into Jr's knee*
* Junior holds his position for a moment, throwing a punch at him.
* Dahok shoves off with his left hand, going with the punch
* Junior opens his hand at the end of the punch, pressing his palm against Dahok in a "gotcha" moment.
* Junior jumps back, as if deciding against it.
<Dahok> *looks surprised, then pushes himself up*
* Junior gets back into his fighting stance.
* Dahok tries to move his right arm, but nothing happens
<Dahok> Gah...
<Junior> You're hurt, Dahok...
* Junior says this, even though he's struggling to stay up.
<Dahok> It only makes me stronger.
<Junior> As you'd have it...
* Dahok hops forward, throwing another solid kick aimed at Jr's chest
* Junior steps back, throwing his foot forward against the kick.
* Dahok 's foot rams into Jr's and he holds it there for a second then pulls it back
* Junior jumps forward, throwing a punch at his face.
* Dahok swings his body to the side, letting the punch go by, he brings his knee up trying to drive it into Jr's gut
* Junior curls forward and his head rears back. He opens his mouth but no sound comes out.
<Ire> Snipe: Now THAT...
<Ire> Eve: ... hurt.
* Junior falls to the ground, the breath knocked out of him.
* Dahok swings his left elbow up and over then down, driving it down against Jr's back
* Junior rolls onto his back, slamming his fist upward as Dahok comes down.
<Ire> Impressive. They both are very strong.
* Dahok elbow swings down, completely missing and causing him to throw himself into Jr's punch, it connects into his chest causing him to cough for breath
* Junior rolls onto his knees, forcing himself up.
<Junior> Not... one of my.... more graceful fights...
<Dahok> Can't come out of every fight unscathed.
* Dahok coughs more, trying to regain his breath
* Junior sighs, as if angry at himself, and spinkicks at Dahok's shoulder.
* Dahok still coughing from the chest shot, he catches the kick directly into his right arm/shoulder, causing him to fly to the side and slide agaisnt the arena floor, pain shoots through his body causing him to scream out loudly
<Dahok> AGGGGHHHHH!!!!
* Junior winces, cringing at the scream.
<Ire> GM: *lightning flashes, followed by the thunderclap*
* Dahok rolls onto his stomach and pushes himself again, sweat dripping off his face as he struggles to fight the pain in his shoulder
<Ire> GM: *the crowd chants for Dahok to get back to his feet*
* Junior lowers his guard, and looks up at the clouds.
<Junior> ...
* Dahok pounds his fist into the arena floor and pushes himself up slowly
* Junior turns his gaze back to Dahok.
<Ire> GM: *the crowd cheers as he rises*
<Dahok> Any fight worth fighting is worth fighting to the max...
* Dahok slides his feet apart, he holds his left arm outwards to the side and bent in, his right arm dangles there
* Dahok begins to chant something, seconds later his entire body tenses up
* Junior studies Dahok for a moment.
<Ire> ...what is Fyro doing...?
<Ire> Snipe: ...now this isn't good. His body is.... Oh hell.
<Ire> Eve: ...
<Junior> .oO(I have to end this, I hate being in this position!)
* Dahok begins howling out as his every muscle in his body begins to tense up
* Junior runs at Dahok, trying to drop kick him.
<Ire> Defal: The Brahnk Power of Iron Will.
* Dahok entire body suddenly increases in mass and he throws his left arm up infront of him, letting Jr's leg slam into it, it doesn't budge from the the mass of Jr's body
* Dahok the air around him wavers from the sheer heat coming off his body
* Junior jumps back, looking a little worried.
* Junior glances over to Snipe.
<Ire> Snipe: *frowns slightly, watching Dahok with interest*
* Dahok plants his feet hard into the floor, causing it to crack as he lunges at Jr.
* Junior jumps straight into the air, cupping his hands.
* Dahok skids to a halt sliding underneath and past Jr, he turns himself around
<Ire> GM: *lightning begins to slam into the ground around the arena. The crowd murmurs with worry*
* Junior balls his hands into fists, shaking his head.
* Junior lands off ot the side, in a fighting stance.
* Ire glances up as a sharp wind begins to blow, the threat of rain lingering in the air. It's as if everything is abuzz.
* Dahok lunges on the offensive again, leaps into the air and scissor kicking at the left side of Jr's head and the right side of Jr's waist
<Dahok> NEP: kicks
* Junior rolls to the side to avoid.
* Dahok spins around from missing and lands on the arena floor, he plants his left hand and launches himself up right, as soon as his feet hit the ground he lunges forward throwing a left chop at Jr's neck
* Junior retreats once again.
* Dahok spins around and leaps forward doing a roundhouse kick at Jr
* Junior 's eyes dart around, the ring devoid of anything he can really use for tactics. He rolls backwards to avoid the kick.
* Dahok lands and hops forward, this time dropping to the ground and slide kicking at Jr's left knee cap
* Junior jumps over Dahok, he bears his teeth slightly.
* Dahok plants his left hand and launches himself upwards, his left leg kicking directly towards Jr's chest
* Junior ducks low, grabbing Dahok's other leg in an attempt to throw him over his head out of the ring.
* Dahok doesn't budge from the sheer mass of his body, he looks at Jr. a smile on his look, but sweat more prominent than before
* Junior leaps back, regardless of whether the throw succeeds, he falls into a power-up position.
* Junior meerly holds the horse stance, though, nothing happening.
* Dahok pushes himself up and lunges at Jr's again, throwing several left jabs at Jr's head
* Junior is hit, each hit creating a loud clang like two rocks slamming into one another.
* Dahok hops back then forward, throwing all his weight into his punch aimed directly at Jr's left knee cap
* Junior moves, but just enough to be sent spinning to the ground.
* Dahok hand slams into the arena floor, breaking it apart
* Dahok pulls his hand out of the floor and breathes heavily
* Junior crawls onto his hands and knees, coughing up blood. His eyes go hazy.
<Ire> Snipe: ...
<Ire> Eve: Is this the extent of his power...?
* Dahok growls loudly and lunges forward, bringing his left leg back in an attempt to kick Jr. in the ribs
<Ire> ...... Interesting.
* Junior is sent flying from the kick, much further than--even at Dahok's current level--he should be flying from it.
* Dahok drops his foot, his entire clothes soaked with sweat, his hair drenched, the look on his face obviously shows that he's struggling for some reason
* Junior lands and rolls to his hands and knees.
* Junior lifts his head slowly, glaring at Dahok.
* Dahok entire body suddenly untenses and his knees bend from exhaustion
* Dahok begins breathing heavily
* Junior crawls to his feet, and roars. "RAAAAAAAAGH!" He starts running at Dahok, blood dripping down from his scalp.
* Dahok just stands there, almost in a daze
* Dahok the bandage on his left hand begins to bleed again
* Junior slams into him.
<Ire> Snipe: ... what is THIS?
* Dahok takes the entire force and is sent flying backwards, he hits the ground and rolls then slides towards the edge, stopping right next to it
* Junior pulls his hands back and fires a white-hot blast at him.
<Ire> Eve: ... not again...
* Dahok looks at the blast and holds his left hand out at it
* Junior staggers to his knee again.
* Dahok slides half over the blast, only absorbing a quarter of the blast
<Dahok> NRP: half over the edge
* Dahok tumbles over the edge and lands with his face planted against the ground
* Junior groans, spitting a mouthful of blood to the side.
<Ire> GM: *for a moment there's silence, then the crowd begins to applaud and clap. Some for Dahok, some for Junior*
* Ire stands silently, leaning against the rail in front of him and looking at the Junior and Dahok.
<Ire> GM: *a Japanese Man in an business suit walks out, standing next to Dahok. He speaks in crisp Basic* Garland Hianule and Dahok Fyro. We have medical facilities waiting to heal your wounds. Please follow me.
* Junior staggers to his feet, limping from the ring, he hulps hard. He's quite visibly upset.
<Ire> Eve: *looks at Junior, then turns away and walks off*
* Dahok lays there, breathing heavily, his eyes closed
<Ire> Man: *begins to walk towards a door off to the side, which has recently opened since Junior won. He doesn't seem to bother sending one out to help them to the medical facilities*
*** Kim[AWAY] is now known as Kimera
* Ire slumps against the railing, his expression neutral as always.
* Dahok the rest of his body rolls of the arena and lands on the ground, he lays there motionless
* Junior makes his way into one of the corridors, breathing hard.
<Ire> Man: *looks behind at Junior* Your fight was most impressive, Mr. Hianule. Please turn here. *he takes a right*
*** Kimera is now known as Silouette
*** KillGatsu has left #TAW
* Junior furrows his brow and staggers to the right.
* Ire throws himself over the railing and grabs Dahok.
* Dahok 's entire body is drenched in sweat
* Ire throws him up over his shoulder, walking back to the stands with him.
<Ire> Man: *hits a button and steps into a medical room. He gestures at a regeneration tube* Please step in, sir.
<Silouette> ...little too much for you there Dahok?
* Ire leaps up and grabs a hand onto the rail, lifting himself and Dahok up.
* Junior glances at the man, his eyes wavering.
<Dahok> *mumbles something*
<Junior> Not human..
<Ire> Man: Chiere, we know.
<Ire> Man: We have reconfigured it for your biology. Garland Hianule fought here before, you know.
* Junior falls to his hands and knees, having overexerted himself.
<Ire> Man: *gestures at some doctors, who strain and help move Junior to the tube* This will restore you to full health in just an hour.
<Ire> I think I should take him back to the room, so he can rest.
<Dahok> *mutters something about medical attention*
<Ire> ...*grunts* I'll take him to the doctors, instead.
* Dahok groins in pain as his weight is shifted onto his right shoulder
<Dahok> AHhhhh....
<Dahok> NRP: HAH!
* Ire heads along the asiles and enters a corridor. He walks along, following the signs. He arrives in the medical room moments after Junior is submerged into his tube.
<Ire> This man needs medical attention.
<Ire> Man: ... Understood. *the doctors nod, taking Dahok from Ire and placing him in a second regeneration tube*
* Silouette follows after Ire, not having anything better to do right now.
<Ire> Man: *dusts his hands* They'll be awake in an hour. You may wait here if you like.
<Ire> ... *nods, taking a seat*
<Ire> Man: I have business to attend. I will return when they wake up. *he walks out*
* Ire glances at Sil as he sits there.
<Ire> This place must draw in a lot of money to afford to pay for regeneration fluids for the fighters.
* Silouette nods
<Silouette> ...probally hold bets on the fights.
* Ire nods, leaning back and closing his eyes
<Ire> Now we just wait...
<Ire> GM: *one hour later...*
<Ire> GM: *Junior and Fyro's tubes begin to bleep. The fluids begin to drain out of the tube and the glasses slide open. Medicine is adminstered to awaken them both*
* Junior rubs his face before opening his eyes, coughing once.
* Ire opens his eyes, coming out of a sleep. He leans forward, looking at the two.
* Dahok slowly opens his eyes, he coughs and leans his hand agains the galss
<Silouette> ...you know... there was a reason I didn't want to have to fight Junior.
* Junior rubs the fluid from his eyes, looking around.
<Ire> You two did ... well.
* Junior eyes Ire.
* Dahok stumbles out of the glass tube and onto his knees, he coughs some more, reaching upto touch his right shoulder to see if it's fully repaired
<Ire> GM: *for the most part, it's repaired*
* Junior steps down, grabbing a towel and starts to dry off.
* Ire stands up himself.
* Junior burries his face in the towel, taking a breath.
* Dahok turns his head over to Jr.
<Ire> Lets get out of here. Fresh air helps after coming out of the regeneration tube.
<Dahok> Good fight...
<Junior> Yeah.
* Junior looks at Dahok.
* Ire taps the button on the wall and opens the door, stepping into the hallway. He shoves his hands into his pockets as he waits for the others.
* Junior grabs his clothes and steps out.
* Dahok grabs a towel and wipes himself clean
* Ire leads them down the hallway and out one of the doors. They're back in the middle of coliseum, which is now empty. He walks over to the ring and leans against it, glancing up at the storm clouds, which hasn't improved in the last hour.
* Dahok follows after him, trying to regain his composure
* Silouette follows quietly. If she was a normal person, you might think she was preoccupied.
* Junior manages to put on his jacket and shoes.
<Ire> Breathe in the air. It will help.
* Junior holds the rest of his clothes and looks around.
<Junior> It's not like you to seem considerate, Ire.
<Ire> .... *says nothing to that. It's hard to tell if Junior struck a nerve at all*
* Junior looks over to him, speaking as if the tournament had never happened.
<Ire> GM: *a familiar voice speaks up behind Junior; obviously someone still in the stands* Interesting fights you had, gang.
* Dahok stands outside, breathing in deeply the air around him
* Junior looks over his shoulder at the voice.
*** Snipe has joined #taw
* Snipe sits in a seat, leaning against the railing in front of him.
<Silouette> ...so you're moonlighting as a critic now as well?
* Junior throws the towel at Snipe.
<Junior> I'm glad you enjoyed them.
* Snipe pushes up his glasses, leaning back in his seat. He catches the towel.
<Snipe> Did you accomplish your goal here?
* Ire stares at Snipe, obviously not liking the man.
* Dahok continues breathing in
<Junior> Not yet, but somehow I think there's something more... set up about this.
<Snipe> "Set up"?
* Junior turns his glance back to Snipe.
<Junior> I find it odd that you, Dias, and Eve were all here and played a role in some way. Dias not so much, but I could smell him around.
<Dahok> Dias: *chimes in behind Snipe* HEY I RESENT THAT!
* Snipe pauses, as if to consider this.
<Snipe> Well, I was asked to come here...
<Junior> Why who?
<Junior> *By
<Snipe> Someone working in the tournament. He asked me to host a few matches and to participate in a special match after the tournament. Since Dias wanted to fight, I agreed to come along.
* Ire crosses his arms, frowning.
<Dahok> Dias: *crosses his arms* Like I got to fight...*sticks his lower lip out*
<Snipe> You're whipped, man. Shut up already.
<Junior> Special match?
* Snipe shrugs.
* Junior glances to Ire.
<Snipe> I've waited around for it, but no one's come. And everyone already left.
* Ire looks confused.
* Junior walks over and stands at the railing.
<Ire> GM: *another voice speaks up, coughing for attention* Excuse me.
<Dahok> Dias: Usually in bed.
* Junior looks to the voice.
* Dahok turns his head to the voice
<Ire> GM: *the man in the Japanese business suit stands there, a hand in his pocket and the other out in front of him*
<Ire> Man: When we originally saw the name Garland Hianule, we thought you were the original. Everyone remembered the glory days of John McCormick fighting Garland, so we wanted a special match between the two. It's obvious you're not the original Garland, though bare a striking resembalence.
<Ire> *you bare
<Snipe> Hm.
<Dahok> Dias: Told you they wanted you for the ratings!
<Junior> ... I am Garland Hianule's son.
<Snipe> Oh shove it.
<Ire> Man: Ah. That explains it.
<Junior> I inherited the name.
<Silouette> ...well, they need to bring in money to keep it going after all.
<Ire> Man: In any event, Mr. Hosokaya was impressed with your fighting today, Mr. Hianule.
* Junior doesn't respond.
<Dahok> Dias: *sticks his tongue out at Snipe*
<Ire> Man: He would like very much to speak with you tomorrow. Say, 11 in the morning?
* Junior glances to Ire.
* Ire gives a slight nod.
<Junior> That's acceptable.
<Ire> Man: That is very good to hear. We will see you tomorrow, then. *he turns to go, then pauses and looks back* I don't suppose you and Mr. McCormick would care to have a match for everyone?
* Snipe coughs into his fist, looking away.
<Dahok> Dias: Everyone?! *looks around* Is this guy smoking something?
* Junior looks at Snipe.
* Snipe raises an eyebrow at Junior
<Snipe> I think you had enough today, Sparky.
<Junior> I'd prefer to keep my brutal beatings to one a day.
<Snipe> Good id--waitaminute.
<Silouette> *speaks up surprisingly* ....do you keep any information on the fighters in the tournament?
<Ire> Man: *looks from the two to Sil* Well, no, not really. We just take the people's name, I'm afraid.
<Dahok> Dias: I think he said he could beat you. *he says it mockingly*
* Junior starts off down the corridor leading out of the colliseum.
<Ire> I think we're done today. *he turns and follows Junior*
* Snipe glances at Dias, then sighs.
<Snipe> Well, we need to get moving. We have you-know-what to do.
<Dahok> Dias: Again?!
* Snipe stands up and walks off in another direction.
*** Snipe has left #taw
* Dahok walks after the others
* Ire steps out of the colliseum, looking around. He shoves his hands into his pockets.
<Ire> Well, the rest of the day is free time. Just don't get arrested before now and 11 tomorrow.
* Silouette follows, then nods to Ire.
<Dahok> I could use some food.
<Ire> ... *pulls out a map, glancing at it*
* Junior rustles around his jacket pockets, pulling out five gil.
<Ire> There's a bar and grill nearby. Come on. *he walks down the street*
* Dahok follows after Ire
<Junior> I don't carry gil, do they accept credits here?
<Ire> I will pay. Do not worry.
<Dahok> They'd give it you for who they think you are.
* Junior nods, and follows as if it were against his better judgment.
* Ire leads them down the street, quiet and brooding.
<Ire> GM: *pretty soon they come to the Japanese version of a "Bar and Grill." It seems semi-crowded today, people already haven eating during the hour Junior and Dahok were resting.*
<Dahok> Ire, is there food real here?
<Ire> ... It's not simulated, no.
<Dahok> Good...
* Ire steps in. He speaks in choppy Japanese to the woman, indicating what they need.
<Silouette> .... I'll catch up with you later, I want to check something. *slips away from the group*
<Ire> GM: *the woman bows and leads them across them along. There's a place they can take off their shoes before they enter the seating area*
* Junior does so.
* Dahok already isn't wearing shoes or socks so he walks in following her
* Ire removes his boots and trench coat, hanging it up. He walks over to a low table and sits down in front of it.
<Ire> Tell me what you want and I will order it.
<Dahok> Lots of carbohydrates and protein.
* Ire sighs and speaks to the women, nodding to Dahok. She nods back.
<Ire> GM: *sitting behind Junior is a blonde haired woman who's hair is done up in two buns. Infact it's Eve, eating alone. She hasn't noticed Junior yet*
<Ire> What would you like, Junior?
<Junior> Just some sushi nori...
* Ire nods, speaking to the woman again. Then, finally, he orders for himself. He settles back down as she leaves.
* Junior kneels infront of the table.
<Ire> GM: *a few moments later she returns with their drink orders. Ire got himself sake, which he immediately begins to drink like water*
* Junior sips water.
*** Eve` has joined #taw
* Dahok sits there, meditating
* Eve` puts her drink cup to her mouth, sipping, then sets it down. She looks over her shoulder momentarily, sees Junior there, and stiffens. She turns back to face her cup.
* Junior keeps his back to her, not noting her.
<Ire> GM: *a few moments later she returns with their orders. She gives Dahok various fish and stuff, then Junior his sushi nori, and then she gives Ire a bowl of race and some fish.
<Dahok> NRP: Race?!
<Junior> NRP: I like my niggers with fish.
<Ire> NRP: LOL
<Ire> NRP: Rice
* Dahok begins digging in
* Junior attempts to work the chopsticks in his hands, fubling with the rolls.
* Eve` stands and leaves her table, heading to where the restrooms would be. She tries not to draw attention to herself as she passes Junior
* Dahok has skipped the chops sticks and dug directly in with his figners, nothign is left behind besides bones and husks
*** Sherinmir is now known as Sherin-Out
* Junior glances at her as she passes, and takes a sip of his water.
* Dahok belches and pushes his empty plate infront of him
* Ire eats his rice and fish calmly, eyeing Dahok as he finishes.
<Dahok> More?
* Ire sighs and waves the woman over. He speaks to her some, she nods and walks off.
* Eve` comes back out, walks past Junior and to her seat. She picks up her chopsticks and resumes eating.
*** X1 has joined #taw
<Ire> GM: *she returns with twice as many plates as before, setting them in front of Dahok*
* Dahok bows to the woman
<Ire> I do not see how you eat so much, Fyro.
* Dahok immediately digs in on one of the plates
* Junior glances between the two.
* Ire gets some more sake, sipping it.
* Junior dips a roll into soy sauce, his head turned slightly.
* Ire without glancing at Junior, speaks to him.
<Ire> Something bothering you, Junior?
* Eve` glances slightly behind her.
* Junior looks at Ire for a moment.
<Junior> I should've walked away from that match.
<Dahok> The Brahnks Technique of Iron Will increases the body's metabolic rate, leaving a nasty side effect of sheer exhaustion and hunger.
* Dahok finishes his one plate and works on the second plate
<Ire> What match?
* Silouette enters the restaurnt, stopping to talk to a waitress before joining the others.
* Ire nods in greeting to Sil.
* Silouette nods to Ire and takes a seat, obviously used to restaurnts like this.
<Junior> The last one.
* Dahok grabs a glass of water and begins downing it
<Ire> Ah. I see.
<Junior> Despite my better judgement, I didn't ring out.
* Ire sets his chopsticks down, swallowing some sake as he listens to Junior.
<Junior> I heard what people were saying, and my pride got the better of me. At the very end I don't even know what that was.
* Dahok finishes his second plate
<Dahok> Ire, can you order me a big bowl of rice?
* Ire slides his bowl of race to Dahok, as if to save time as he listens to Junior talk
<Ire> (rice)
<Eve`> ...
* Eve` tilts her head back to her cup, sipping it as she obviously listens in.
<Dahok> This won't be enough...*digs his hand into it scooping out a handfull and plowing it into his mouth, he chews quickly, pieces of rice hanging on his face
<Junior> Dahok, you should have won that match. Your will to win was greater than mine.
* Ire keeps his face perfectly neutral as he listens to Junior and sips his sake.
<Dahok> Will aside, you were the stronger and smarter fighter. I fought to better myself and I did.
* Silouette thanks the waitress when her chicken and rice, and tea, are brought to the table.
* Eve` stands again, this time walking over and getting her shoes. She puts them on, walks up front and begins to pay for her meal. It seems she's heard enough.
<Junior> Perhaps.
* Junior glances at Eve.
* Junior looks back to Ire. "I wish she wouldn't have tried to be so covert about listening in."
<Dahok> What you fought for in the end may have been skewed from it's original intent but you still fought to your fullest.
<Ire> I thought you two had worked out your differences after your match.
<Junior> Or so blatantly, I should say.
* Dahok quickly digs his hand in scooping up the last of the rice, he slams it into his mouth and chews
* Ire sets down his empty cup of sake, getting some more.
<Junior> Well, yes, but it left so many things unanswered.
<Ire> She seemed a bit bothered after your final match. Maybe she came here to relax. As should you.
<Dahok> *coughs and pats his chest
<Junior> You're right, I am on vacation, after all.
<Ire> Some vacation. *it's hard to tell if that's a joke or not, coming from him*
<Silouette> *eats quietly* .....a very informative one at the least.
* Junior looks at Ire blankly.
<Junior> My work is fairly boring.
* Dahok wipes his face clean of rice and belches loudly
<Dahok> ...Excuse me?
* Ire sighs at Dahok. It's liable if he had his comm on him he'd be bashing it into his forehead.
* Dahok stomach growls suddenly and he places his hands on his belly
<Junior> NRP: *notes Eve is still paying* Eve: Hold on... I have a coupon in here somewhere. *around in her purse*
<Ire> NRP: LOL
* Eve` finishes paying and exits the building.
<Dahok> NRP: Eve: *waves her hand* I have paid you!
* Ire finishes the last of his fish and slides the plate away.
* Junior pushes his plate forward also, deciding against finishing the plate off.
<Dahok> Jr., you gonna finish that?
<Junior> You can have it.
* Ire shakes his head at Dahok.
<Ire> I will go pay and head back to the room.
* Ire stand and walks over to his boots, putting them back.
* Silouette finishes off her bowl, but she didn't order alot.
* Dahok grabs the plate and slides it infront of him, quickly finishing it off
* Ire grabs his coat and slides it back on. He walks over and begins to hand over the gil. Then, like that, he steps out the door and is gone.
* Junior stands and heads out, leaving Dahok.
* Ire stands outside, enjoying the cool weather. He looks up at the storm clouds, with lightning still flashing above. Putting his hands in his pockets, he walks along the street back to the hotel.
<Silouette> ....did I.. miss something?
* Junior zips up his jacket, walking the other way.
<Dahok> Just a little.
* Dahok rubs his face and stretches
<Dahok> Soooo....tired.
* Dahok stands up
<Dahok> I'll see you back at the hotel Sil. *turns and walks off, leaving the restuarant*
* Silouette nods, and sips her tea.
* Junior heads back to the now empty colliseum.
<Ire> GM: *it's totally empty. Not even Snipe is there now*
* Junior nods, satisfied with his solitude.
* Junior walks over to the railing, looking down at the ring.
<Ire> GM: *the ring is in the same shape that Dahok and Junior left it in during their final match*
* Junior stuffs his hands into his pockets and just looks at it.
<Ire> GM: *thunder booms over head and the wind blows around Junior. Other than that, it's quiet here.*
<Junior> Somehow I think you planned this.
* Junior narrows his eyes, looking at the ring.
<Junior> Well, I'm not going to play along. What do you have to say to that? *looks up at the clouds*
<Ire> GM: *rumble*
<Junior> That's what I thought.
* Junior turns, walking away.
<Ire> Session Ends
Session Close: Sun Oct 12 23:11:13 2003