Ark 20 Episode 100: More Bark Than Bite

Participants

 * Connor Ryoji
 * Yumi Ikeda
 * Dog Bite

Sunset Avenue
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-lkLRyulPxQ ) The low hum of a silver hovercar could be heard at this time of day, crusing through the every so slumy and shitty streets of district 1. To some however, these slummy and shitty streets were home. A paradise away from the bigger hustle and bustle of the city lights in district 2 and eve n then, there are plenty of people who will come from that district to hear just for the fornication of their fetishes and to feed their violent cravings. On such a sunset evening, Connor would be crusing around in his chromed out car known as a Robug. It’s named after it’s design i.e the fusion of a bug, but much bigger and the design of the car seen off of the movie iRobot. It’s a fuel efficient car, with a   speed mode, that lets it hit 0 to 100 in about   30 seconds, but still maintains a fuel efficient property. That and it’s solar battery can last 72 hours before depleting. Connor crusied his way around, heading towards the Ground & Pound. A fight club in district one, once abandoned for everything it was worth, now rebuilt and good as new by the Federation and hired help of course. Connor put money into it, to revamp it and make it a Federation owned establishment, in a central and downtown area of District 1. The foundation itself is about the size of a very large werehouse, sitting at least 2 stories high, with an extra story underground, known as the bunker. It's a very popular hangout spot for the tough people who wanna brawl, but doubles as a bar and a club for those who just want to party. Theres even a stripper pole for women who think they've got the moves. The bar and the strip joint reside up top, and the fight club is just an elevator or stair case below. Beileve it or not, the fight club area is always packed, even when the bar is not. Connor pulled up, parking his whip on the side of the club area. Stepping out, one could see Connor is very lack luster in his appearance. His hair is short, but good looking-messy as he keeps it that way, and his hair is usually always in his eyes. HIs build is lean, but defined thanks to his martial arts practice, and his eyes unlike his brothers and sister are a deep crimson Red. This is thanks to his oni influence, turning his eyes another iris in general. When in deep times of distress or bloodlust his crimson red eyes glow errilly. He is rarely without any form of injury on his body. Most of the time he's injured ether severely or minorly, but a 100% connor is a rare sight indeed. After his vigorus Training over the course of a month and some weeks, Connor's overall physique has increased dramatically. Besides constantly being force to move under an increased weight, Connor's muscle mass has increased instensively, and quite noticiably. HIs shoulders are broader, his back is solid, upper and lower, his abs have defined themselves much more than previously, and his leg and arm muscles, are much more solid. Shirtless, he'd be quite a stunning young man, with the body of a demi god at this point.( http://img4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20141110203840/yakuza-mob-roleplay/images/3/3b/Soon_to_be_Connor_XD.png visual lol) Connor would dust his blazer off, not realy believing in full suits, but he did love the blazer look. He wore a graphic tee underneath it, the blazer opened to reveal it of course, and wore a pair of black cargo pants, sporting a pair of black Adidas, with 3 white stripes on the outsides of them. Hanging from his neck, on his upperback would be a straw hat tied to a string, a momento from his now passed sensei. He’d break the sunset cool air with his voice (sounds like yusuke uremeshi in case you wanted to picture his voice xD) “Ahhh. I can feel the violence pouring from this place. Kodi’s probably out and about right now…..” Connor looked at his watch. “I’ve got some time to kill. Watch a few fights. Feels weired owning something…still not used to this Kaicho chairmen thing.” Connor would shut the door, pushing the alarm on the car and heding inside. The moment the doors opened, everone inside would raise their glasses to his entrance. “BOSSMAN!” The thanks and the hapries under their arms would cry out. Connor would tilt his head and nod to them. “Evening.” 2 of the harpies, dressed in rather sultry black dresses, that barely came past their upper thighs would approach Connor and bow. “Evening Kaicho. Can we assist you tonight” Connor would wave his hand. “Look you don’t have to be some damn formal with me heheh.” He rubbed the back of his neck looking away. “It’s nice being the boss and all but sometimes I just wanna chill. But thank you ladies, I’ll be heading to the fight club section of the place. Make yourselves at home.” Connor shooed them off only to feel a tap on his shoulder. He’ turn around to see josh of all people here. Josh was a trusted friend of his, and his ops expert in his yakuza federation. Josh has a rather "alienated" appearance. Slightly tall for his age, he has a slim yet solid physique, sharp fingernails and gangly limbs. His facial features are somewhat demonic: a long with sharp nose, long pointed ears jagged, fanged, or even just normal. It's mostly because of his seclusion from the world, but some call it bad hygene. (http://img4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20141124182208/yakuza-mob-roleplay/images/4/48/Kenichi44_%281%29.jpg ) Josh approached Connor holding up his PDA in his face to let him see a message. “Connor! Glad you made it, but you’re late! Did you forget about the meeting with Dog Bite?!?” “Dog bite?...who the fuck is dog bite?” Josh would sigh. “I told you to study the other clan branches remember? Dog bite is the head of the Inugami clan! He asked to come to your club and meet with you for a bit. Just to introduce himself formally I’m assuming.” Connor tilted his head. “Ah…that’s right…I do have to question him up about what I heard about his men. Guess today isn’t going to be so relaxing after all. “ Connor take in a long sigh and close his eyes for a moment. “Keep things regulated. I’m heading down there.” “Enjoy it while you can. He brought a fighter along with him. his “Secret weapon” so to speak, she’s getting a lot of cred now adays in the underground fight circuit.” Connor looked back at josh. “Oh? Alright bet, we’ll see how this transpires.’ (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nZOrXzebCX4 ) As connor took the elevator to the fight club in the basement, he could hear the music bumping. The instrumental to an old classic favorite song of his. Nodding his head a bit, and reaching into his pocket, pulling out a piece of straw and placing it between his teeth, he’d wait paitently til he’d hit the basement floor. Stepping out the spot lights stayed beamed on the cage. It was spacious, and black in color, with a white mat to contrast it. people lined around the cage at a distance and at various tables throughout the place watching 2 newbies go at it back and forth. One of the guys threw   a 3 piece combination…knocked 3 teeth out the other guy’s mouth and sent em to the mat. Connor would nod having the “not bad” meme look on his face. Scanning the room for any unfamiler faces he’d found one. a guy with white hair and a gas mask on his face.” That’s the guy…” Connor made his way through the crowd, a prominent pace and posture as he arrived at the man. he had 2 built body guards behind his chair and would look to Connor with open arms gretting him. “Shoakuma. Pleasure to meet you. I am dog bite as you could’ve clearly guessed.” He’d stand and place a hand on his abdomen before bowing at Connor. Dog bite is the leader of the Inugami clan. Dog fanatic lunatics who worship the dog demon legend Inugami. They worship him heavily as king there clan around the mythical creature. The clan specifies in fight clubs. They are also owning the club lahana as of right now. Along with the underground fight society known as the ' U-club. ' breaching them in a good amount. This clan of fanatics are vicious ! They follow the code of course, with there own twist of course. They currently have 220 members. Dog Bite's vicious ways make him one of the most popular of all the Yakuza choices, thus why his clan is the biggest in number. There attire resides in pinstripped suits, and gas-masks. He says it's the proper way to cleanse them of the corruption that surroundgs them. “The Pleasure is mine…I guess.” Connor uttered, not really one to be so formal, he usually just spat things out. “Fancy you visit me. I thought you had your own line of fight clubs to run eh?” Dog bite sat back down, placing his arms on the back of the chair and crossing his legs. “Well when a new fight club does opens up I like to peep the scene. See what they’ve got that I don’t. which by the way I’m veeeery impressed with the cage design. “ Connor looked at it. “you like huh? The cage of the arena have a switch, that can imbue the cage with chi nullification properties, forcing fighters to rely on their natural strengths. This can be turned off at will…if fighters wish to go all out, the area will sink even lower into the ground, giving higher walls to the combatants, so they dont have to hold back their discharges of energy and violence. Me myself I like a good fist fight.” “So I’ve heard. Rumors about, aha…”Demon Eyes Ryo” spread pretty far.” Connor flicked his nose with his thumb closing his eyes and smirking that he’d finally obtained a reptuataion like he’d always wanted. Sitting down a chair opposite of dog bite he’s speak. “Yeeep. I’m pretty legit. So I heard you’ve got a fighter here as well?” Dog Bite nodded. “I do indeed. Recruted her into my circuit a little while ago. Yumi Ikeda. Fiesty red head with a mean punch. I’m just testing the waters with her a bit…seeing if your clubs worth a damn. You yourself included.” Connor felt some type of way at that comment but merely lowered his head for a second brushing it off before getting down to the nitty gritty. “Well it’s funny you came here because I’ve actually been looking to speak with you about some of your clan’s…activities.” Dog Bite continued looking at the ring. “My fighters coming out now..while we watch, we can discuss what you want.” An announcer girl would walk to the center of the ring, and holding the mic up to her lips, she’d begin to speak aloud. “Alright ladies and bastards, we’ve got another contender for tonight! Quite a popular one at that! she’lll be taking on our winner from the previous match! from parts unknown, and with firey fist of fury introduciiiiiiiiiiiiing Yumiiiiiiiiiiiiiii Ikedaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” the spot light would shine upon her should she chose to enter the ring with a theme of her choice of course. Connor and Dog bite would watch on, Connor feeling a strong negative vibe off of dog bite…he wanted to spit on the guy for all it’s worth saying.

Cherry Bomb
Yumi was silent the drive over to the fight club they had been heading to. Her hair was down in its usual way, as she stared out the window in blank thoughts. Dog bite wanted to show her off and she would do as she was told as she had a debt to repay. She hated owing anyone anything, it was not in her nature to be saved but Dog bite had rescued her from the police. A kid of the streets most of her life of course she had warrants out for her arrest but she shrugged those problems off because now under Dog bites care she was a shadow, Yumi was no more and Cherry Bomb became her new identity. When they finally arrived, she was told to go wait down in the bottom floor where the real fun was. She waited in one of the rooms where they place the fighters to get ready though it was nothing impressive, just a locker room that needed cleaning. “You going to kill anyone?” One of Dog bites members stayed with her while she got prepared. “Dog bite said knock outs only. Killing costs extra to see. Leave the people wanting more, he says so I just follow.” She puts her long locks of red up in to a pony tail before working on her knuckles, bandaging them up nice and tight for the time being until she would need to do otherwise. “Don’t lose your temper out there.” She gives him a rather intense frown and smacks her teeth. “Fuck you.” Yumi had on simple jeans and a white t-shirt, her steel toe boots making a slight crunching noise under the dirt she stepped on as she made her way out to the arena. The crowd was going crazy as they cheered for their champion all the while she merely ignored the chanting, waiting on her turn to come out and when she does she just walks on out, not needing any special entrance. The man with her follows her as well before whispering something in her ear which only makes her annoyed as she smacks him away. Once she’s inside of the cage, it’s locked behind her and it’s just her and whoever this fuck face was. Standing at an impressive 6’ 5” this muscular killer had more muscles than necessary, she almost wondered if he was real or just stuffed. The woman cheers for the two fighters before counting down and once one was said, the bell rings and it’s time to start. The man approaches first, giving her the most hilarious of expressions as if not believing what they had brought him. “Little girl are you lost? The strip club is upstairs!!” Yumi said nothing, her nose scrunching up as she begins to glare slowly. The man only chuckles in mock before shrugging his shoulders. “I warned you, bitch.” Without a second to waste he makes the first move, giving out an intimidating roar as he goes for a tackle, Yumi staying perfectly still until the last second as she shifts in to a blur, side stepping in time to dodge him. Catching the man by surprise she brings a swift knee thrust to his temple, the force of contact sends him flying in to the cage wall as she lands easily on her feet. Crossing her arms, her eyes begin to burn with a fire. “I’ll make you suffer.” The man, currently on the ground groans before forcing himself up and glaring. “You bitch!” His chi began to intensify as his muscles grew, going in for the kill again as she snarled and did the same, running at him but of course his speed was a joke compared to the limber woman as she does a quick knee uppercut to the mans chin, watching as his tongue gets bit down on and blood sprays out from his mouth as he falls to his back and goes sliding across the arena. She lands once more on feet and this time it’s her turn to get angry as she narrows her eyes. “COME ON. GET THE FUCK UP.”The crowd cheers like the savages they were at the sight of first blood. Yumi doesn’t give the man time to collect himself this time as she charges in, not surprised when he manages to get up in time to block her fist, throwing a large punch of his own which he lands, even grinning in victory as she goes slumping to the floor. “Hah hows that?!?!” He yells though Yumi is back up again and giving him a defiant stare, a mark on her cheek. The man watches in shock that she was able to take what was supposed to be a knock out hit. The woman says nothing and shifts back in to a blur, aiming for him once more in a flurry of punches as he tries his best to block them..

On Lookers...
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eqtHDDxwLPg ) Connor and Dog Bite lean back observing the show as a whole and nodding. Connor raised his brows surprised that the firey red head was such a feircesome fighter. It always shocked him to see strong female fighters taking the stage like the way she was. Her moves were well timed…Connor being a practioner could see right away that was a muay thai knee and he smirked a bit. “Ahh can’t beat those knees.” Dog Bite nodded. His mask fitting prominently on his face. Connor would continue watching the red haired girl pummel her opponent repeatedly with punch after punch. He’d then spark up another conversation with Dog Bite, not wanting to postpone it any longer. “Now as I was saying Dog Bite….a while ago. A friend of a friend told me they saw some of your men associating with one of those supervillains. Assisting in material transport of high caliber weaponry. Weaponry similar to the ones my great grandfather created a while back. Know anything about that outright? Pretty sure…thievery goes against the Jingi” Dog Bite remained silent for a minute before talking. “…..I have no idea what you’re speaking of. Even if I did however, I would concur that stealing does go against the code. It’s cheating in a sense. However it’s only cheating until you’re caught. Not to mention the fact that I myself have no knowledge of these doings. If I was to find out about them, the situation would be immediately handled.” Connor glared. “Pretty cowardly to hide behind fucking loopholes of whats supposed to be an iron clad rule book of how things are supposed to be. “ Dog Bite chuckled, still not acknowledging Connor enough to look at him “You wouldn’t know Iron Clad if you ran into an Iron door Shoakuma. A rookie still wet behind the ears…hasn’t even earned his strips yet. You tell me how to do MY job? You’re bold. But you’re not worth a confrontation.” Dog bite would switch the legs he had crossed to the opposite legs. “Like I said I have no clue what you’re talking about, but if I did I’d say as long as it’s within the   Jingi code of etnics…then it’s perfectly viable. Don’t try to fix what isn’t broken.” Connor’s temper falred, as did his red eyes for a moment. “I have an incredibly strong urge to cave your skull in right about now pal….why don’t you step in the ring so we can do this the right way. A friendly competition.” Dog Bite would cackle a muffled laugh, hovering his hand over the mouth of the gas mask. “Such a BEGINNER. Kaicho’s don’t do random battles. Each arrangement is palced a week ah ead of time to keep things formal. If you asssualted me now you’d violate the code, something a mary sue like yourself I’m sure isn’t going to do right off now are they?” Connor balled his fist standing up and looking down at Dog Bite getting angrier by the second. Knowing someone was fucking the system and perfectly aware of it was what pissed him of more than anything. Connor huffed and looked away realizing this was a situation he couldn’t just punch his way out of. “There is a silver lining in all of this” Dog Bite addressed. “You could get in the ring with my gal there. Quite frankly I’ve heard the rumors of your abilities, and I’m skeptical. I saw your fight in the GMAF’s, and etc etc, but I’ m not quite sure you’re as big as you talk. You wanna get violent, take it out on her. You last more tan 5 minutes, I’ll give you a smiling pat on the back.” Dog Bite cackled again and Connor stood up and huffed. He was made to feel like a child again which was something he ddin’t need from any body. Connor would begin walking around the cage and folding his arms and glaring at the fight. The guy she was taking on wouldn’t last much longer. Connor would walk up the steps, and punch in a code to open the cage door. The crowd began to get restless and cheer as the co owner of the club stepped inside and everyone who recognized him cheered as well. “F-FOLKS! THE KAICHO AND CO-OWNER OF THIS ESTABLISHMENT HAS STEPPED INTO THE RING! CONNOR RYOJI OR AS KNOWN BY HIS CLUB NAME: DEMON EYES RYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!’ Connor would let her finish up the scrub, before he’d go ahead and take of his blazer, tossing it to the crowd. It fell gently as josh caught it and held on to it, filming the match with his PDA device. When and if she was finished,   Connor would start roling his arms stretching them   bit,   before placing his left arm on his hip and using his right hand to scratch his cheek, closing his eyes and speaking with a non chalont look on his face.



“When you finish with the scrub, I’m going to vent my anger and frustration on you. You’re Dog Bites favorite, so at least kicking your ass aroud the ring a bit will get under his skin somewhat. Nothing personal. Just hope you’re not weak sauce.”   Connor would stand and wait for her to make her move, opening his eyes and looking at her. She dressed the part but just how strong and tough was she?

Her bandages were beginning to soak in her opponents blood as small splatters landed on sweating flesh. It didn't take long to knock the man into dream land as his face was swollen to the point of non recognition. The announcer grabs her attention as she stands up from kneeling,gazing at her next opponent with a fiery expression. He had some pretty big talk,she hated being underestimated by other fighters as she tightened soaked fists. "Whatever gets you off pretty boy." She snorted uncaring of the reason why they were about to fight...his reasoning though was flawed especially for someone of his role but it was not her place to judge simply to bash in. She'd get on dog bite later but for now she could let the real fun begin. Her face shifts into one of an irritated shape as the bandages become loose around warming fingers. "You're playing with fire." She warned as her chakra begins to leak out, her blue hues flashing a brighter shade as an ember glow surrounds her fists. The knocked out man is forgotten,left to suffer on the arena though no one seems to care.

Fist of Fury!
Connor would pop his neck from side side to side as she spoke about him playing with fire per say. He'd flock his nose with his thumb and walk twoards the center of the ring looking dead at her. studying everything from her be yes to her body language. Connor would then spread his feet shoulder width apart and begin lightly bouncing letting hid bent arms swing fro left to right as he'd speak once more. "Heeeeeeeeeeere WE GO!" Connor seemingly mimicked her method of speed his own body moving in a blurry flash twaords her poised to launch an attack! his foot work closing the gap between them in less than a second! Connor rushes his opponent from far away, or from close range, depending on the situation, and attempts a wild hook punch, seemingly thrown out of anger or irritation, with his right hand twaords the bridge of her nose. This punch would be moving at a speed, that even a peak user of reflexes would admit seemingly difficulty dodging it. The punch is aimed for the face, but it is all a feint. though by some chance if it did hit it'd possibly bruise the skin and bring blood. (assuming she took the fient. if not the following happens) Once Connor's fist came within an inch of his opponents face, his body movement would shift, rapidly, into a low right legged sweep kick, going from right to left, in a circular motion. if this sweep connected, it'd have enough power to cause the opponents entire body to flip in an ascending cartwheel in which their body would spin a full 3 times, on the ascencion and the descencion. (6 times in total) and cause the ankle kicked to buckle in on itself, making mobility on said ankle difficult. In the middle of the opponents spin, Connor woudl complete his own spin in exactly half a second on the dot, only to attempt a momentum built right legged side kick aimed at the opponents mid section, specifically the diaphram. If this kick connected, it would take the opponenst centrifical force, and ad an impact focal point in the center of their body, meaning the inertia from the spin would add tot he force of Connors's kick, compressing the ribs together and squeezing the diaphram painfully, causing a violent loss of breath, and massive brusing of the large and small intestines, the stomach, and the liver. As an added bonus, the combined forces would send the opponent in a beeline backwards by 8 feet. Note: even if the initial sweep missed, the side kick would still be attempted, and have enough force to simply compress the rib cage, and draw blood from the mouth. if the final blow connected shed be sent flying into the cage only to fall flat on her face. If this happened Connor would remain in his stance waiting to see if shed get up from of or not.

In a blink of an eye the match has begun as people cheer with a lunatic like force, they could believe this! The powerful bruiser against the mighty cherry bomb, who ever wasn’t here tonight was going to regret it later in the morning as this was the stuff of legends and it was being watched here tonight! Yumis eyes narrowed dangerously as the mans speed matched her own and her lips curled in to a defiant smirk, ducking her head back from the front punch headed her way and with a quick bend of her knees, her feet leave the floor as she jumps in time to avoid the sweep though the next blow that came to her was harder to avoid, she had no choice as her fists ignited in flames and she crosses her wrists to block the blow to her diaphragm but to no avail as the ferocity of the hit sends her flying across the arena and in to the cage wall, though the block didn’t work it still stopped her insides from being injured enough that it’d cause internal bleeding but fuck the wind was still knocked out of her as she lands to the floor in a thud. The audience begin to call their bets, there was no way she’d be getting up after that! This was Ryoji! The bruiser who showed no mercy! If she knew what was good for her, she wouldn’t get up but of course if you think that hit alone could keep her down you had another thing coming. Yumi fed off of beatings, her endurance levels were off the charts and she could take a punch as hard as she could throw one. The woman grits her teeth as she gets back up, locking eyes with her new opponent before spitting his way. “Now I’m going to make you suffer.” The bandages only became looser as they dangled on her fingers, the chakra building up more and more as her aura begins to show, a warm glow surrounding her form as the flames begin to crawl up her wrists and on to her arms. She takes an intimidating step forward that leaves a dent under her boot as her temper begins to flare, she was becoming more and more angry with the situation and how things had changed….just one fight for tonight, Dog bite said. One fight and you get paid and a little more chunk of debt gets taken off and now she had to deal with this bullshit. An irritated yakuza boss who was too high on codes and ethic to just handle his shit with Dog bite so he came to fuck with her. She was just a punching bag he could get off on and it was wearing out her control as she scrunches her nose at him before shifting in to a blur, zig zagging back over to him in an almost animalistic speed, her first assault being with her elbow as she does a sideways jab to his cheek bone and if it hits the next assault would be a full on right hook filled with flames hot enough to scorch the flesh off of a regular persons skull even if either one did not make it, the force alone along with the intensity of her flames would give a man a hard time. Regardless of what happened, she wasn’t going to give him any time to compose himself even if her hits missed, her anger grew and so did her speed, a barrage of inferno aimed towards his chest area, mainly his collar bone simply wanting to hear it snap, it would be music to her ears.

Connor watched her timed blocks and ability to take a hit. Impressive none t he least, she wasn’t a push oever, which was something he couldn’t stand more than anything. As she got up, speaking about making him suffer, Connor watch as she took off herself this time! Connor’s eyes were used to tracking high speeds even withouth his Eagle eyes. He could see her movements like an open book, but that didn’t mean he could predict her attacks for the matter. As she came in with the side ways jab towards his cheek bone! Connor would lean opposite of the fist, prefeering to dodge instead of block. When she came in with a right hook schorched in a flame she’d coated her arms with earlier, Connor would lean forward, ducking the blow but feeling the heat from it singe the back of his neck a bit! “Flame user…gotta be careful, with those melee hits!” Connor would’ve stood back up to his full height but have been caught right in the middle of a punching bag fest! She began throwing her fist into his chest area as she was clearly angered by the outcome of how things were going! Connor was caught off guard, taking a few of these hits in stride, getting light burns on his chest. not discrediting her own flames persay, but during his battle with Daisuke Yun he was able to take an explosion point blank to the body, adding in his   Hanyo Physiology burning will only be effective over time, not fromn the jump. Connor gritted his teeth before final putting his arms up, holding them over his chest and in, like a boxing guarding pose so to speak but with a   twist! Connor would attempt to lash his right and left arms outwards! Aiming them towards the mid section of her own armns, in an attempt to attack her arms and knock them outwards, flailing them away from her body and mid section and leaving it vulnerable with a loud “TWHAP!” the motion as quick and fluent as water, Connor would waste no time going in! his body moved as his arms went from solid to almost distorted whip like images, kudos to his training in Chinese kenpo and wing chun. Connor would attempt to punch the opponent in her stomach which if properly connected usually consists of the opponent puking thanks to a direct punch aimed at the stomach and the tubes coming from it. hit or miss, he’d attempt to   knee her in the chin knocking her, and leaving a feircesome bruise a the base of her chin,while connor would yell out “C-C-C-COMBO BREAKER BITCH!!”. With a rattled brain that would cause momentary blurred vision, which would send her into the air where Connor would attempt to roundhouse kick her, aiming his foot this time at her neck, the very curve of it. if this hit connected, with each hit he threw in this combination being only half second intervals between one another, her body would fall to the ground like a metal weight, with a thunderous “ka-KOW” Connor’s shirt was singe from her flaming assault on his chest, and by this time the skin had turned a tad bit pink, but he took it in stride! She’d (if connected) fall flat on her back, and connor would bounce around using his foot work, and holding his right arm up and bent,   his fist at the base of his chin and his left arm extended but bent as well sitting at the level of his waist. If any hit in this attempted combo was interrupted, Connor would prepare and react accordingly. Dog Bite would be watching the fight go on and clench his fist a bit. Actually shocked that his initial thought about Connor had been wrong..doubting his own fighter at t his point, he’d only leave it to her to see if she was going to push the tempo any further, before he himself would use his resources to intervine in the match itself…

Her eyes narrow in to a threatening gaze as her lips curl in to a snarl as she begins to gain speed, his dodging was on point but it wasn’t fast enough as pieces of his clothes signed off from the blows to his chest. His next move though worked perfectly, her arms opening to leave her stomach exposed but her foot work came in handy as she began to dodge every punch with ease. It was almost like dancing as she moved as her flames did, her blue hues keeping up with the assault until his combo breaker came in, her chin hit fiercely as it sends her soaring. Damn it this guy wasn’t playing around if she were any other woman she wouldn’t have made it past the first couple of blows but the years of taking hits had hardened her body, this fuck face wasn’t going to get the better of her! The crowd goes crazy at their combat and though she is rattled she manages to keep her head and turns in time to swing her arms upwards in an X guard to block his next attack aimed to her neck, the force of the block though was intense as the sound of catching the heel of his foot almost sounded like a gun shot. Interrupting his round house as she sets his foot a blaze and with a smirk she rotates her body in a fluid motion, taking him with her as she throws him flying back down like a rocket and following him with a spin, one, two, three spins and she begins to turn in to a curled ball of blazing flames, doing her wheel of inferno move and if she makes a hit, the flames would continue to eat away at his already injured chest with a blow of power fully making him impact the arena floor, his body would be the one making the KA KOW that echoed through the building leaving him flat on his back with arms extended to either side of him and if that would happen she would break her spin, coming down from the air like a comet and finish the combo with a cross power punch, her knuckles smashing in to his sternum and from such a high angle the hit alone was enough to not only shatter it but his ribs as well or at least it did with lesser opponents. She had taken note of Dog bites unpleasant expression and she’d be damned if she’d lose to a man coming at her to let out ‘frustrations’. He was frustrated?! She’d show him what it looked like to be HEATED mad! Her body was of course in pain but pain was her fuel it was the gasoline she fed off of to make her flames that much brighter as the fighters spirit inside of her would not give up, she was ready to fight until this man was dropped or this place was up in flames and if he would have dodged all of these moves it didn’t matter she would take his hits and get right back up regardless of if her insides turned out and without the help of any yakuza slime boss, fuck Dog bite trying to show her off like some trophy she didn’t become the best underground fighter to be used as a weapon but a debt was a debt and now this was becoming personal between her and this ryoji fellow, he was an excellent fighter and she wouldn’t go down without punching it into his skull that she was on that level as well.

Change In Pace
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hUcIYY9B5HY ) Connor felt fairly confident his ability to tango,and it showed very prominently in his combat finesse! As his combo ensued, he’d watch as she blocked his rounghouse with an “x’ like crossing of her arms, and next thing he knew his foot was suddenly a blaze! Connor would close one eye and wince. Even though he could take the pain of fire, it doesn’t mean it didn’t   hurt like a bitch to say the least! Connor felt his leg being griped and he already knew what was coming next! He’d be drawn and hurdled into a tornado like spin being spun by his leg! The burns on his chest, started to boil up a bit, but all this was doing was fairly empowering him physically…Connor is indeed a Hanyo, but this has weired effects to it, more so than what he lets on. for instance,   On a physical level, most Hanyō become more powerful as the user receives damage from his opponents, environment or from himself. Depending on which user has this ability, the user can be empowered by physical damage, mental damage or soul damage, this includes resistance to these attacks as well. Lethal damage can give a near maximum boost on the attacks of the user of this ability, especially if healed afterwards or during recovery. Connor wasn’t a masochist who got off to taking a beating he’d purpose go an entire round just to empower himself, however Connor wanted only one thing in this case: a drag out fight for his frustration, and this new comer he’d never heard of was suprisngly good…but she hasn’t earned props just yet! As connor was then slammed back first onto the mat! As he was slammed the crowd went wild seeing someone take him down! Luckily using his training, in the midst of the spin connor labored his breting patterns and just before being put down he’d exhale his breath completely. As such when he hit the mat, his diaphragm would still lock up, but in turn forcing to take a frefreshing breath in order to keep his rhythm and momentum through the scuffle! Connor’s red eyes were fixated on hers as he saw her coming in with the punch! Connor looked wide eyed for a moment as she came towards him with the punch! When it was only an inch away fro his sternum, an inuman movement took palce! Connor would push off of his left shoulder and hip in unison, ducking his body to   the right and turning it at anagle so her fist hit the mat instead of him~! Connor would then push up off the mat using his left hand, and as he was standing up, he’d rear his right leg up and against his chest, bending it at the knee, and while her body was at this lowered angle of her punching, connor would attempt to lash his right leg out against her left knee! (him now being on her left side) specifically the side of her left, which would casue it to buckle inwards a bit, not breaking, but causing one hell of a sprain! This wasn’t all however, in attempt while throwing his connor already had his left fist reared back as weather the knee attack hit or not, Connor would come in a ferice left upwards hook punch aiming it directly at the left side of her jaw! If it hit, not only would her jaw turn a brownish bruise color, but her body would bend upwards, actually straigthning up her stance, and causing her to flail upwards and back! Connor’s successive combo wasn’t finished as if this hook punch hit, or not, it would lead into connor, sliding his right foot between her left and right feet, and tightening his knee, literally wedigig it between her legs preventing her movement any further forward or back, left or right. This was of couse an attempt, but even if all else failed this would be the one movement connor would motion to make, as once it was made connor’s true colors as a combatant would come to fruition! Connor would throw a wild right haymaker towards the left side of her neck, ( the side he was   still on, as this stance was indeed at an angle not straight forward), and 0.05th’s of a second after that connor would throw a left straight jab towards the same spot he’d have aimed his punch earlier against her   jaw. These punches would have a whip lash effect rocking her head too and fro! Connor would then shuff his feet, bringing his left leg from between hers and in attempt shoving his right leg between her legs instead, holding her in place still but switching his position of course this wouldl hurt still as he’d make sure to step on her heel during this process to switch sides, so his left side would be facing her left side this time around. The motion was not without an attack however, as while switching Connor would aim a swift 3 piece haymaker combination   all at the left side of her rib cage! Each of these heymakers were as fast as jabs! Connor’s aim to frature each rib on her left side, and after he’d throw these three punches in attempt, a 5th of a second after he threw the third punch, or if an attempt was made to block any of these three punches, he’d shuff his feet AGAIN pulling his leg from between hers if she made no resitence to it prior and attempt to throw a powerful inwards left kick aimed right at the area underneath her breast!



how the three peice kick combo looked) if the kick connected fully her body would trip backwards, sending her back first towards the mat, knocking the wind out of her and using her body as a medium to dent the very mat itself! The kick would only amplify the damge done to her ribs (if it was taken of course) and completely break the ones on her left side with the sheer added force. The last leg kick would’ve been the strongest attack he’d have thrown this entire match up! if this kick was blocked, specifically if his leg woud’ve been caught, connor would be perfectly prepared ! if interfearance was indeed acted upon with that kick then connor would push off of the free leg that would still be planed onto the ground and leap with his leg still in her grip (if she chose to catch it, or block it” bringing his right leg up and bending it to his chest before attempting to lash it otuwards towards the front of her face in a powerful aerial boot kick! If this kick connected it would rock her body til the break of day! (yay justiin timberlake xD) her head would whip back, almost giving her the sensation that her head was about to fly off of her shoulders! I t wouldn’t but it would’ve felt close! The sudden impact would give her a feeling of vertigo, and her body would arch back! The shock to the brain stem would cause her muslces to invulnetarily loosen up and release his leg from her grip, which ! in turn, would send her body tumbling backwards as if she had rag doll physics in a car crash video game! The boot would leave a hard foot print across the majority of her face that would properly clear up by the morning time, but the impact would literally blurr her vision for a moment in time. Connor would then allow himself to fall on his back, bringing his legs up and over his upper body in a kick up and shooting himself back to his feet! Of course this would only happen if she blocked the kick or caught it. if she took it (assuming it got to this point without interfearence) then connor would stand in the same stance he’d taken prior to the start of t his fight! However during connor’s attack attempt what would be unbeknowns to both of them, is that Dog Bite could see Connor wasn’t a scrub after all. As such he’d have on of his men high up above perched in the corner of the area, with a blow dart like contraption. A needle so small in size, no bigger than a millimeter in thickness. Dog Bite would take a sip of his drink, lfiting his mask to do so which was the signal…for the perched man to shoot a dart aimed directly at Connor’s neck. Connor had a high sensory prowess that would allow him to detect this easily and fight it but the needle was coated with the weakness of Oni and Oni like creatures everywhere: the angry bloom extract. The Oko~tsu burūmu AKA Angry bloom. Is a root made to kill oni's with the poweful posion properties that break down organic flesh into dust. The flowers also work on normal humans though it takes longer. A normal human must take a pill given to from the Akagi's that will allow the normal human to survive the flowers death scent. However Onihrouda's are powerless to this and can only be cured once enterd is to drink there own urine. However the amount of angry bloom on the needle was so small that it would only have the effect of paralyzing connor’s body after a moment. Connor would find that once he’d completed his attempted combination he couldn’t move! He couldn’t even talk or move his mouth! In his mind connor struggles to bend his body to his will. “TCH! GAH! DAMMIT! WASHI WHAT’S GOING ON?!?” he’d mentally spout to his oni. “It’s angry bloom connor..ngh….i recognize that feeling anywhere. Some one in this area has poisoned you. Do you think…it was Dog Bite?” Connor moved his eyes to look at dog bite, but he couldn’t move his face to make an expression all he could see was the sinister smile that formed on his lips from beneath the mask and his mouth movements. Of course even if she did counter his combination, connor would’ve still been hit with the needle, meaning once she did something his body would lock up preventing him from countering.

That fuck face moved before she could make a hit!! As her fist meets with the arena floor, it leaves a hella of a crater as the material melts from the heat of fire eating away at it. Now she was pissed, this guy was something else! She’d never fought against anyone like him, no one was able to keep up with her but it was him she was having trouble this time around and Dog bite knew it. She may have been a rookie to Ryoji but that didn’t mean shit to her until she was on the ground in defeat and that wasn’t about to happen any time soon. His foot comes flying towards her and with a swift dodge, the hit misses but the next one did not. His fist makes direct contact with her already injured jaw, knocking her back but it doesn’t keep her from concentrating on his moves…he was a great fighter but a fighter who stuck to certain moves she could begin to recognize as she ignores the slight crack she hears in her mouth. She catches his moves, dodging his attempt at going between her legs as she shuffles her feet back and the intense haymaker move coming towards her is blocked when she throws up her forearm to protect the side of her neck, catching the wild punch before counter attacking with her own hits that moves quicker than the blink of an eye as she goes with a front strike to his nose, though the same time she does his own fist is coming in for the second strike and even if her punch had made it or not she does get hit in her jaw once more though expecting he’d go for the weak spot she tightens it and reacts accordingly to the pain she’d experience. Even though the two were going at each other, it did not falter the others movements as they kept going at one another even after being hit or dodging and she follows his movements, throwing her arms out to catch his next combination but the kick that came afterwards caught her off guard as she did not make it in time to either catch or block it and she goes flying straight in to the arena floor so hard chunks of the material begins to break off and pile up behind her as she went sliding. The moves he had planned were not needed as she stops moving, the smoke that was coming from her cleared and she gazed up at the man that would surely defeat her. ‘Damn him…’ She could feel the pain burning inside of her and it only made her angrier as she began to pull herself out from the ruble. Her jaw was broken, there was no doubt but you would only be able to tell by the swelling but if it hurt her who knew as she did not have an expression of pain but of pure malice as her flames that had gone out the moment she was sent flying returned with a vengeance. She spit the blood and even a tooth out before shifting in to a blur as the crowd hadn’t even seen her move! The gap between them was closed as she screams in anger, her arm low to the ground, the flames destroying the arena floor in an explosion of power as she gains enough momentum and lifts her hand up as she jumps, a cobra punch meeting with the mans face in a twister of flames that sends him flying, the force of the heat and the hit makes the arena shake though she doesn’t stop there as she goes flying past him in a running sprint, making her way behind his body that had yet to crash anywhere as she does a round house kick, her heel swallowed in flames as it connects with the back of his head, watching as he soars back forward, this time he did crash right in to the arena as his body lands like a rag doll. She goes to attack some more but realized he hadn’t tried to dodge any of it and becomes suspicious, calming her anger though she was glaring intensely. She wanted to kill this bastard but something was wrong and it wasn’t in her nature to beat a dead horse. She watches him and when he doesn’t get up she snarls lightly, looking over at Dog bite as the crowd goes insane, people jumping out of their seats and over each other in amazement. She ignores it in favor of making her way to the man currently down and watches him with a frown, yes....something was indeed wrong with him.

An Offer Of Interest
Connor could feel his body locking up…he hated it with a glaring passion. Even as his kick connected and sent her flying, her punches sent during his stride wouuld’ve hurt a lot worse knowning there wasn’t a damn thing he could do about them! His nose was busted up a bit..his durability coming into play, but it hurt a lot worse due to the poison coursing through his blood stream at this point. As she came in, digging her hand close to the ground and coming at him with a literally blazing uppercut Connor would have a “._.” look on his face. “…..ah. Damn.” He’d take the full force of the blow! Oh how he hated it! the countess flowing in his mind of what he could’ve done but was failing to do! How he could’ve countered and reacted, but failed to counter and to react! He had a bloody gash on jaw, but it couldn’t even bleed properly…for it’d have been singed slam shut. Connor   felt his body being sent backwards, flying in a straight bee line backwards! Connor’s body felt limper than it had been even with the poison intact! “Damn…if I survive this, I’ve got to find a way to get around this stupid angry bloom plant!” Connor would then flash to see her disappear for her original spot, only to receive a burning roundhouse kick to the back of his head! Sending   his body flying back forward! Connor’s body hit the ground bouncing up and down a bit, heading to the edge of the arena and hitting the cage with a loud thud! Connor couldn’t move, only tremble. The amount of angry bloom was small, meaning it’s effects would only be temporary to a degree. Luckily this would be enough for him to be able to move his mouth and lips enough to utter some words. As she walked closer to his burned face, and a pink burn on the base of his hairs on his skull he’d open one of his eyes and look up at her. Dog Bite hid his face well, before clapping with the rest of the crowd. The man who’d shot the dart, would be off…into the now night time streets, heading back to from where he came. Connor would look up at her letting out a noise that sounded similar to a grunt and a laugh mixed together. “heh heh heh…damn. You pack a punch. If I could move I have like…20 counters I could do…but I guess talking big isn’t getting me anywhere at the moment is it.” Connor would clear his throat continuing to speak “Look here…winning is one thing but you’ve seen how I fight. I’m not that much of a push over…I’ve been poisoned. It’s a complicated thing to explain but….it’s something that was specifically made to kill me, or hurt me rather if that makes any sense to you. You’re getting a half assed version of me…tch…your “boss” over there. Riged this shit. Played to my frustration and eomotins…ngh..gotta stop letting people do that.” Connor closed his eyes swallowing hard for a moment. “Look I’m not a bitch or nothing…if you wanna finish me off you can. Hell not much I can even fucking do in this scenario. I will say though…take the win. Declare my defeat. I’ll throw in 10 G’s worth of Tanz (currency) and a chance to work for me in my fight club. With a twist.” Connor would squirm his head more, his body remaining stationary, but   he’d at least be able to focus his red iris on her more this time around. “I can make you a much better fighter..lets be honest…guy’s got you fighting scrubs. You wanna make a name for yourself, I’m the guy to do it for. Dog Bite ‘s in it for prophet. I’m willing to be he’s got something over ya. Not tht I’d know, but I can tell his type. He’s a manipulative bastard…” Connor snarled glaring at him. “I can make you twice as strong and give you people to fight you’ve never thought exsisted. Theres a slew of people out there much stronger than what you’re used to sorry to tell you toots, if you get in the ring with one of them….some pyrokenetics aren’t gonna do you any good.” Connor laughed a bit, remaining a cocky asshole through and through, even when he’s the one who can’t back it up. “What do you say? Fuck that guy…I get the feeling if DO survive this. I’m gonna have a pretty shitty grudge to handle…and I might need your help to settle it. “ Connor would chuckle a bit. “So what do you say?” Connor would await an answer. Dog Bite would tilt his head looking at the girl wondering what the hold up was. She clearly had the upper hand…but then again he hand’t know connor was even talking to her. In the midst of the noise, Connor used this to his advantage knowing that the only one who could really hear him was her at this point.

<p class="MsoNormal">She watches without saying a word as he attempts to speak. His laugh was pathetic and it put a rather foul frown to her. For a man who just got the beat down in his own club he liked talking smack. "You can't do shit for yourself right now the hell I'll let you help me with anything. You came to me because you can't throw down with dog bite. You wanted to toss me around like some newbie. Funny how that turned out. You started at my level once though before turning into some hot shot." Her flames resided as the bandages fully burned off and she looked to her boss with annoyance...he had intervened so to her this was no win. The crowd waited for the finishing blow with eager chanting of her name. Connor was giving her a chance to join him and become someone even handing out money....she despised it. "I'm not in it for money or glory. I want to be the best but not like this. I pay my debts....but I do not cheat nor do I take shit from the likes of you." She slowly begins to raise her hand as the announcer gasp before shouting in to the mic. "Ladies and gentlemen it seems that Yumi is throwing in the towel she is giving up!!!!" Placing her hand back down she smacks her teeth at him "your troubles with dog bite are your own. Next time leave me the fuck out of it." Even as the crowd applauds she ignores it and turns to leave but not before giving his nose a quick heel jab, enjoying the sound of it breaking. As she leaves the people cheer and the announcer calls out "ryoji is our winner!!!" Yumi goes down the steps and grabs her side in pain, doing her best to not show it as she goes back to the locker room.

A Lesson In Humility
<p class="MsoNormal">(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aupVNjxZ2eg )Connor listened to his proposal being shot down the moment he even made it. it was funny being called pathetic   by someone, let alone some one else whom he didn’t even know personally. Connor heard her out, before slamming his head down against the mat and sighing. As she continued on he listened. Not like he’d had much of a choice. "I'm not in it for money or glory. I want to be the best but not like this. I pay my debts....but I do not cheat nor do I take shit from the likes of you." Hearing that Connor couldn’t help but smile. More of a smirk, with one of his fangs baring, as she threw I the towel and gave him the win. Connor hated being given the win, someone like him who had to work for everything he’s ever hand and gained, being treated like some stuck up rich guy. then again, her words stuck with him…Connor entered the ring completely underestimating her, and over estimating his ability. Not considering every possible outcome. Even though he’d been poisoned, his pride hurt more than anything realizing that he’d even obtained a smidgen humility…realizing that he’d actually put himself over someone. He’d close his eyes for a second making a mental note to never do that again. he had to keep in mind why he even became a yakuza in the first place. Not to put down, but to bring up those with no voice. “Fuck   life lessons…but she did raise a point. I was like her at one point..” Dog Bite would stand up, and stuff his hands in his pockets, walking up the steps into the arena..he’d stand over Connor feeling mighty superior over his fallen would be opponent. Dog Bite would squat down, and grip a handful of Connor’s hair, looking him in the face. “Well all that talk, and no form of bite. I knew you weren’t as good as they said. You’re not on   my level Shoakuma. Not in a million years.” Dog Bite chuckled, as his two body gaurds had followed behind him. Connor’s eyes were shadowed out by his hair for a moment. Dog Bite continued to cackle until he felt an energetic pressure begin to surround his body. Connor’s hair began to flair up and a bloody red and glowing mist would start to shoot up around his body. Connor’s eyes would shift to Dog Bite with a menacing glare, and a deeped tone of voice. “Get your filthy hands off of me..” Dog Bite would drop Connor’s head and put his hands up. “Oh ho hoooo. Keep clam Shoakuma. Like I said, Kaicho’s can’t do battle without former challenge. Sorry, but you’ll have to do more than yell scary words to prove your point.” Connor was feeling the effects of the angry bloom wear off, struggling to get to his feet and leaning against the cage. Josh ran in and squatted down, throwing Connor’s arm over his soulder and helping him up. “Dammit Boss! What happened?”   Dog Bite began to exit the stage and following his prized fighter. “you were kicking tale, the fuck happe-“ Josh took notice of a needle protruding from the back of Connor’s neck. “Ah damn…” Connor nodded. “Yeah…fucker drugged me. None the less…keep tabs on that girl.” Josh raised a brow. “I mean her fight data is impressive I’ll admit but..why?” Connor laughed a bit in pain before smirking. “She’s his trust. I can see it..why else would he cheat to put me further down. He knew I could’ve done the damage to put her down first…so he cheated. Gave her the win. He needs her…but she’s being used. Going to waste. She’ll join me. One way or another..i need fighters like her. G-get me to the car. Take me back to the shack. I just   need a nap and some Z quil and I’ll be fine.” Josh nodded, wondering to hmself. “Hmm….the pieces. They don’t add up. but he’s got his mind set on this one I just hope this is the last time Connor and this Dog Bite guy bump heads…this could get ugly.” Josh would begin dragging connor out of the place. Elsewhere right when the woman got nice and comfortable changing clothes or not in her locker room, Dog Bite would appear on the end of the row of lockers she may be using.. Dog bite would appear with his hands in his pockets. His eyes piercing her through his gas mask. “What the hell was that out there….ah well…it doesn’t matter. I don’t want to hear your excuses. My fucks for what you have to say have run dry. All I care about is what you do…I don’t want to have to give you a reason to look good. You should be doing that on your own. Besides…you shouldn’t bite the hand that feeds you. Especially if that hand is what’s keeping you from going to prison. A crime of your caliber and you’ll never see the light of day again. Keep that in mind next time toots.” Dog Bite would turn away and begin making footsteps towards the outterside of the locker room, heading back to his abode, leaving her with his warning. How she took it, was up to her.

<p class="MsoNormal">Yumi was currently getting helped out of her shirt by one of dog bites men as she says nothing while he examines the bruises on her ribs. "You need a doctor." He began but she smacked her teeth in disagreement. Then the boss man came in to start shit. She glares at him as he puts her in her place....there were things she could say to him but they would go through uninterested ears as he leaves her alone with the first man. "Yumi you are hurt badly he really broke stuff. .." she sits down on the bench as he helps her take off pants. "I'll be fine." She says again under her breath. Her pride was shot and her fighting ability still needed work. If it weren't for her endurance and strength she would have gone down right away. The thought of dog bite cheating and Conner being defeated not own her own brought her temper flaring as she yells" fucking shit!!!" Shooting up from her spot on the seat to slam her first into the locker so hard the entire row goes flying in pieces into the wall and she maliciously stares at the rubble. This was far from over....Conner ryoji was not going to forget about her. She'd make sure next time around they would not be interrupted and if she dies then she deserved to be put out of her worthless misery for never exceeding her limits.