What If? (Fei Long/Open)

[Matrim Gallagher]

Matrim was getting a bit violent as of late. He had become more and more agitated with his life. Unable to deal with all the complex things going on the simplest solution became alcohol. Naturally he became some what of an addict to any substance because of a drink given to him at 259. Or rather, a drink he took some of without realizing exactly what it was. In any case he found himself rather violent whenever he went without something for awhile.

Such was the case, in fact, Matrim was itching for a fight so badly he was willing to punch a baby in the face. So as he walked down the city streets of San Fran in his chucks, Jeans, black Weezer shirt and leather jacket, he found himself rather violent and aggressive. Normally he was pretty calm, relaxed, but he was on edge. It had been some time since he drank, and this wasn't good.

Matrim turned down a corner to go punch a wall or something, possibly maybe find a drug dealer to take the edge off, but somebody followed him. When the guy spoke, Matrim didn't even give him the time to finish a sentence, automatically assuming it was a mugger, "Hey, don't turn-"

And the guy ended up having his head smashed by a spinning kick to the side of the face, sending him straight at a brick wall in the alleyway, his skull cracking and blood splattering. Against the brick. Matrim saw this, and the fighting caused a small bit of shivering throughout his body. He enjoyed the kick it was just such a shame the guy had gone out with one hit. Matrim wanted to hit more, hit harder. Hell, Matrim even wanted to hit with flaming fists of fury.

But that didn't solve his current problem. So Matrim opened up a nearby dumpster, and tossed the guy inside, making his way further down the alley when he suddenly came to the realization that he wasn't alone....

[Fei Long]

(OOC: Lord, I but pray for a quick death.)

Fei Long had been walking down the sidewalk, enjoying the even warmer San Fransisco in the springtime than the luke warm days of the winter. How people ever could like it cold, with snow, Fei Long didn't know. Always a comfortable climate in Cali.

As Fei Long walked by, his head naturally peeked down the alley, expecting nothing of too much interest, maybe a cat or two. Instead, he turned just in time to see someone turn around, kicking another square in the face as he sent him to the wall. A tussle in San Fransisco wasn't unheard of, being home to more than one high school of fighters. Still, Fei Long couldn't help but be curious as the body was picked up and placed in the dumpster.

Fei Long approached from behind the boy, stopping just in front of the dumpster. He placed the back of his right hand against the dumpster, rapping his knuckles against it. It seemed the kicker had heard it, for he stopped moving. If Matrim was to turn around he'd see Fei Long standing casually with his left hand in his pocket. If not, he'd still hear him speak regardless.

"Yo, what's in the dumpster? Not that I have any personal stake in it, but you better hope that guy's still breathing."

[Matrim Gallagher]

"Yo, what's in the dumpster? Not that I have any personal stake in it, but you better hope that guy's still breathing."

Matrim's head turned to the right, his right eye getting a glimpse of the guy who seemed to not want to mind his own business. It was one thing to piss Matrim off on school grounds. People were safe there, hell this kid would be safe anywhere if he had tried out for a sport. At least, Matrim would avoid injuries that hinder sports performance. But the fact of the matter was that this guy was definitely treading on some dangerous grounds.

"Why?" Matrim asked. Not smiling or frowning or showing his rage built up inside of him. It was curious to him, why this kid seemed so determined to make a point out of this, "Are you going to come after me if he isn't? Would you rather join him in his new home? I'm sure he could use a room mate in there. Hell, he could probably use someone to hold him at night while we're at it too...."

Matrim turned around, normally he'd turn on the mojo and burn someone. In this case? He wouldn't do that. Not right away, he liked a challenge. Like when he fought Kate with two broken arms, or every single time he went up against Leon. Matrim looked carefully at his opponent, trying to measure him up. Trying to predict what he could expect from this fighter. He was shorter, and skinnier from the looks of it.

"Tell you what," Matrim said, "Come at me, punish me for going hard on the guy. I'll give you a free hit, that sound good to you?" He held his arms out to his sides with his palms open, "But all you get is one freebie. So make it count kid."

[Fei Long]

Fei Long shrugged as the agressor spoke back at him. He wasn't self-righteous, hell, he wouldn't even consider himself righteous. Fei Long was just a curious fellow with one hell of an ego. Had he himself been looking to pick a fight? Most likely, yes.

"Nah. Trash isn't really my thing. By the looks of you, though, it may be like home sweet home for you. Perfect time to make up with whoever the hell's already in here."

The guy turned around, giving Fei Long a chance to size him up. However, with recent events in mind, Fei Long was beginning to learn that first impressions around here didn't tip him off nearly as much as they used to. He had no idea what this guy could be capable of until he felt it firsthand.

Kate had offered Fei Long the same thing after challenging him to a fight. One free hit, unhindered. Now, Fei Long had traded that hit for a grope. A waste some people might say, but for those who've met Kate, you'd know otherwise. Still, Fei Long was clocked one good right after. With this guy, Fei Long might as well use the free hit to his advantage. Fei Long had no idea about this guy's capabilities, so he'd be going in blind.

Maybe it was best to even the playing field a bit.

Fei Long ran at Matrim, stopping his momentum at the last second to slide just into range. Leading with his right foot, Fei Long cocked a left fist, feinting a hook punch to the body. The feint would be just to see if Matrim was really going to give him a free hit, or if it was a trap. If Matrim seemed to stand still, Fei Long's left hand would shoot back to guard as his right hand jabbed out in a snake's finger strike, aimming for the left eye of Matrim, to cause serious injury that would last for at least the entire fight if connected.

[Matrim Gallagher]

(OOC: Correct me if I'm wrong, snakes finger is where the hand mimics the shape of a snaked so all the points come together right? Just curious cus I just can't seem to remember if that was it or not.)

The kid came at Matrim. He was charging, if he just tackled Matrim that would have been a waste. Then when the kid stopped, throwing a punch, Matrim was still giving the kid his free hit, so he didn't flinch. He didn't react, he simply waited for it to happen. And then the kid went for the left eye.

FUCK!

Matrim quickly tilt his head towards the left, the kid got an eye this way, but he got the right eye instead of the left. Matrim did this on purpose, and the hit had hurt, he closed his eye when he did it, and he could feel some swelling, so he just kept that eye shut. Matrim jumped back off of his right foot, landing on his left as he slid back a little. He ripped off some of his weezer shirt from the bottom of it, exposing mid drift in a very gay looking style, but he could always zip his jacket up. He used this bit to wrap it around his right eye completely, tying it behind his head.

"Sorry I changed which eye you hit, but if it's all the same to you I'm rather attached to this one," He said pointing at his left eye. He laughed a little and charged, "My turn!"

Matrim was used to fighting with an eye patch on, an eye patch over his right eye and using his left. He was not, however, used to his left eye being covered. This was the method behind his madness, but since the kid didn't know that, he doubted the kid would mind at all. Matrim got within range and started his attack, stepping down on his right foot. Matrim would aim to shoot both arms out to grab the kids shoulders and pull him forward, his left knee coming up shooting for the center of the kids chest if he managed to pull him forward.

If the attack worked Matrim would let go of the kids shoulders as he struck him with the knee, following through with the motion. Once the attack was finished he would stomp that left foot down, and work on reacting to the kid rather then planning an attack.

It's been awhile since I've fought like this.....

[Fei Long]

(OOC: That's right on the money. Open hand, first three fingers on the same line. Basically a strong poke.)

The feint went unhindered, Fei Long moving along with his real planned attack. Fei Long wasn't too surprised when Matrim tilted his head to the side, figuring it was an instinctive way to avoid such a damaging strike. When his fingers still struck cleanly on the other eye, Fei Long just assume it wasn't a good enough dodge by his opponent. When he stopped, tore his shirt and spoke, though, Fei Long rose an eyebrow. There weren't too many people Fei Long knew that had favorites when it came to their eyeballs.

So, Tiao Fei Long, it looks like were fighting a lunatic.

Fei Long's thoughts would be cut off, though, as Matrim moved onto the offensive. Fei Long's shoulders were seized, and with sudden feel of Matrim balance being pressed against him and both arms up, it only meant an attack from below was on its way. Also placing his balance on his right foot, Fei Long's left foot would slide out in a counter-clockwise semi-circle. Sweeping out the back of Matrim's right leg, Fei Long would push off with his right foot.

The end result would be Fei Long pushing Matrim to his back, as the chinese fighter would move himself out of the range of the knee strike by doing a front handspring. However, unlike conventional acrobatics, Fei Long's palms would slam down on the center of Matrim's chest, driving him into the ground as he'd flip over him.

[Matrim Gallagher]

The attack had not worked, Matrim's grip tightened, and he felt himself lose balance and fell backwards when Fei pushed off of his right foot to push them that direction. Matrim's grip on the kids shoulders would tighten as much as possible, and as Matrim fell he brought his left knee up to his chest instead of kneeing the kid given his predicament, and when the kid pushed on Matrim's chest, Matrim would shoot that left foot straight towards Fei's chest. Oh, he was going to flip over Matrim, but Matrim was going to try to make it his kick towards Fei's chest to do that job. Only when Matrim's foot connected with something would Matrim then let go of the shoulders and push with his leg.

Once Fei was out of the way, Matrim would continue to roll back, somersaulting backwards, and landing on his knees facing away from where Fei would most likely end up. He'd be crouched down with his back exposed momentarily as he'd try and get up. He was getting warmed up pretty nicely. Already rolled over once at this point. Not to mention he sorta dropped his defenses at that moment. He was really banking on the guy having trouble if the kick had worked.

If the guy didn't do anything while Matrim's back was exposed, he'd get up and turn around, ready to keep this going.

[Fei Long]

Fei Long felt the two of them heading towards the ground, all going according to plan, so far. Had Fei Long even been able to see Matrim's kick coming, which he couldn't, he wouldn't have been able to defend against it. The same reason Matrim wasn't able to to defend against the sweep would be the same for Fei Long, having both arms already preoccupied.

However, Fei Long's intended flip would be his saving grace nonetheless. The fact the chinese fighter had already intended on that momentum would lessen the kicks force significantly, both energies travelling in the same direction. It would, however, cause a sudden increase in Fei Long's momentum, adding dangerous speed to his hand spring.

The added velocity would cause an extra 180 degrees to Fei Long's flip, causing him to once again dive head down towards the pavement. Fei Long extended his hand's once more, letting his arms bend upon impact to prevent his wrists from being injured in the break fall. However, Fei Long's momentum wouldn't stop there. As his arms bent in, they'd push off once more in a similiar fashion of a handstand pushup, sending his feet back in a double mule kick to the center of Matrim's lower back before he turned, where his heels would slam into the spine.

[Matrim Gallagher]

The kid kicked, and it hit, Matrim bent his knees and pushed on his toes. Matrim was a strong guy, and he was able to do this much thankfully. Matrim's head turned to look at the guy, but didn't move. He stood there, gripping his fists tightly and grinning. He was concentrating his Qi, he was going to step things up a notch, and show this boy what he was really capable of. Even if it did keep him in this exposed position, his back towards his opponent. He would keep his left eye focused on the kid.

"If that's all the strength you got, now would be a good time to get worried," He'd say. Not moving from that spot.

(OOC: Posts remaining in the same spot 1/1)

[Fei Long]

(OOC: Hm. Something about this doesn't bode well...)

It's like kicking a wall...!

Despite driving back with both feet, Matrim's body barely moved. This guy was solid as a rock, and two heels to the back didn't change that. Fei Long pushed off Matrim's back, handspring back to a standing position, which he turned and faced Matrim, who seemed to be doing the opposite. Matrim turned his head over his shoulder, still keeping his back to him while speaking.

"I might not be the strongest San Fransisco has to offer... but I worry for you if you're underestimating me!"

As Fei Long finished speaking, he ran back towards Matrim, planting his right foot forward as he leapt off it. Turning sharply to his right as he jumped in the air, his left leg would coil up into his body as his right leg whipped around clockwise in a jumping, spinning hook kick, where his right heel would slam directly into Matrim's left eye socket. If connected, this one would swell even worse than the right. Fei Long was no longer fighting blind. If this worked, Matrim couldn't say the same.

[Matrim Gallagher]

"I might not be the strongest San Fransisco has to offer... but I worry for you if you're underestimating me!" The kid said. And Matrim laughed hard, his eye watching the kid, getting used to the kids movements. His attacks were good, with some impressive speed and they seemed pretty well thought out, but it was nowhere near enough. Especially now that Matrim's hands and feet were surrounded with flames. His shoes and socks burnt in the flames, and as the guys kick came in Matrim's right hand came up to catch the kick at the back of the ankle, and Matrim would swing the kid by the ankle, throwing him against the wall to Matrim's right.

Matrim would let go at this point, so that the kid could fall, get up, and recover to see that Matrim's hands and feet were now covered in flames. His feet were bare since all the clothing articles around them had burnt off. The edges of Matrim's jeans had singed. Matrim himself not hurt by his own flames, "Fool. Know your opponent. I do not underestimate your strength, I tested it myself just then."

Matrim's flames burning bright, Matrim would wait for the kid to get back up, if he did Matrim would charge, aiming to shoot past the kids right side, Matrim's right fist aiming to slam into the kids stomach, he would raise the kid up by following through with the flaming punch, and then he would turn and bring his left elbow down hard against the kids spine, pulling back his right arm out from under the kid. If this worked he would bring his left foot up and stomp down on the kids back to pin him there.

Huh.... so I can do feet now too? Interesting... I liked those shoes though....

If the kid did not get up after the throw (assuming that didn't fail) Matrim would simply wait and react.

(OOC: Qi Info
Constitution: 50 [-2 every other post]
Charisma: 35 [-5 Cha for ignition]
Posts of continuous use: 1)

[Fei Long]

In an impressive feat of dexterity, Fei Long's ankle had been seized just inches away from its intended target. Showing an even more impressive feat of power, Fei Long found himself being flung over to Matrim's right. Not knowing that Matrim planned to let go as it was, Fei Long's left leg would kick backwards as his body was swung, swinging his heel back to strike around Matrim's right temple, which would be hard to see coming without the peripheals of his right eye.

Still, that didn't help him as the brick wall seemed to get closer and closer to his body. Fei Long shot his left hand out first, palming the wall as he brought his knees up into his chest the moment Matrim released his ankle. Bending at the arm to absorb some of the shockwave as he had just done with the ground moments ago, Fei Long would twist his hips hard to the right, pushing off the wall once more as his feet trailed behind him in three consecutive quick stutter steps on the wall.

Instead of going splat, Fei Long rode the momentum, redirecting it to wall run in a semicircular motion that would lead him safely back to his feet. Once landed, he turned immediately to his right, placing the wall at his back, and Matrim at his immediate front.

Almost instantly, Matrim shot himself towards Fei Long's right, his own right fist heading rapidly to his stomach. Instinctively Fei Long shot both hands out in a push to intercept the limb. However, given the fact Matrim had enough strength to completely seize and throw Fei Long's body weight, he figured it wouldn't be enough to stop the fist from impacting.

Fei Long's hands gripped tightly against the forearm. Grabbing it like a gymnast's single horizontal bar, Fei Long slid his feet underneath the arm as he ducked underneath. If Matrim held his body weight up before, he'd do the same now as Fei Long would swing his body all the way around Matrim's arm, not letting go til his head was pointing away from Matrim's body, like he was going to belly flop the pavement. However, the counter would come as Fei Long's legs would shoot out in another double mule kick (having chambered during the swing), slamming both heels behind him once more, this time aimming for the back of Matrim's head. Matrim was obviously stronger, but he doubted that his neck had enough muscle along to keep from faceplanting into the brick wall.

[Matrim Gallagher]

Not so fast Speedy Gonzalez.....

Matrim wondered how the kids ankle was feeling since it had been in contact with open burning flames. Very real flames, And his grabbing Matrim's arm would not have stopped the motion as he was much stronger then the kid, so if his punch had still hit the kid's stomach or even gotten close to it, the flames would probably hurt. The real beauty was when the kid tried to swing under Matrim, but Matrim was quick to react, abandoning his attempt to elbow. He would drop down quickly, driving his elbow down onto the kid as he tried to swing underneath.

Matrim would pin him down with his right elbow, and he would drop his right knee down a bit lower to keep the kid there. His left hand would shoot out for the kids face, aiming to hit the nose with the heel of his palm, if connected with anything, any single part of his body, Matrim would latch onto it, so that flames surrounding Matrim's hands would continue to burn.

"I think you'll find that the fancy stuff is too risky when fighting a faster opponent. Especially one who's hands and feet are on fire, hows that ankle feel?" Matrim asked laughing a little.

(OOC: Qi Info
Constitution: 48 [-2 every other post]
Charisma: 35 [-5 Cha for ignition]
Posts of continuous use: 2)

[Fei Long]

(As stated previously) Fei Long had no intention of stopping the punch, knowing full well he had not the strength to do so. That however, wouldn't matter as Fei Long's intentions had always been to slide underneath the impeding punch, using his handholds for leverage, not as a blockade.

Naturally, Matrim wouldn't be able to completely stop his own momentum. Able to react quciker than most, no doubt, Matrim would begin dropping his weight down with his elbow. Still, his arms momentum would still be moving forward for the attempted punch, at least partially. Having thrown his legs and body through the moment his hands touched, Fei Long would still be able to clear the elbow, which would slam into the ground just a fraction after his head moved under the limb.

With Matrim moving however, the gymnast swing would turn into more of a baseball slide, Fei Long immediately getting to his feet to turn and face his opponent, who would likely already be up, and possibly advancing given his own displays of dexterity. Fei Long would stay wary of the fire, having nearly been burnt at the ankle, his pants and the short time of it in Matrim's grasp saving him from any real burns.

[Matrim Gallagher]

Elbow hit ground, and it was a good thing Matrim was tough and fast. The kid slid away, and Matrim turned on that right foot, his right hand's fingers trailing the ground, his left foot sticking out on the tips of his toes. He was low to the ground, his hands and feet on fire. His Qi raging as he planned his attack, and as the kid got up he would find Matrim had took off towards him. He was going to do a move that many other people had done on him, and he had done on plenty of others.

Stopping a bit short on his left foot he twisted his body twisting to the left as he leaned back on his left foot. His right foot came up and he shot it straight up towards the kids chin.

Sweet chin music....

Matrim would kick at the chin with his flaming foot, snap his leg back by bending the knee, lowering his leg he would snap out another kick towards the chest, he would again snap the foot back and then aim one final kick at the kids left thigh. Hopefully the higher hits caused the kid to block instinctively, or possibly they might have hit. Either way the third kick if it landed would not snap back so quickly. He would stomp down his wait against that leg as his Qi flames would attempt to burn through. He was aiming to break bones here, hopefully he'd mess this kids leg up and make him a hell of a lot easier to hit in the future.

(OOC: Qi Info
Constitution: 48 [-2 every other post]
Charisma: 35 [-5 Cha for ignition]
Posts of continuous use: 3)