[Time slip. Red and Peter are on a conference call to decide the location. Still in the arena.] Well, I'm only human, so no artic or volcanoes please. Do you have a preference, Ms. Seifer is it? It is, and no, I have no preference. The same arena will serve nicely, even if I'm not allowed to start up in the stands. Well, perhaps an area with some debris. Otherwise I'd want to start so close it wouldn't adequately represent your skill. * Red shrugs. "Either way works, really." * Miles sits down and pulls out a shiny white ball of force, which he is commonly seen carrying. He focuses on this ball for a few moments and motions on Yvonne's hand, touching the wounded areas. A feeling of immense water rushes over them, leaving them much better off than before. * Yvonne smiles. "Thanks! You're so cute!" As long as the debris isn't in the process of falling. A giant boulder might upset my aim. Cemetary it is! We aren't going to demolish a cemetary, that's sacriligious. Oh come on, half of my fights will be in cemetary's, I saw it on T.V. * Warlow sighs. "Alright, we'll do a mock-up." * Miles smiles lightly, then turns his attention to the feeds. * Yvonne watches. "Red would win a lot easier if she took off her shirt." I... don't think that's going to matter. She'd just win a lot easier against you, Yvonne. Why? Is he a eunuch? * Ren rolls his eyes. * Yuri stands there. Saldin is still apparently elsewhere. "I think Peter Gibraltar could handle a little nudity." No... she'll probably shoot him from far enough away that that won't come into it... that too." [Time slip, wrap it up in the other chan!] [So, you end up at the set of a fairly recent parody movie zombie video game movies. Fortunately you don't actually have to enter anywhere, so you won't have to collect a number of similar objects with which seem to have nothing to do with conventional door opening schema.] [It's a cemetery with a fair number of crypts and the like. You start outside of clear view of each other.] [The rest of you gather in a nearby trailer where cameras in the field are projecting the match.] * Red looks around, pulls her hood up over her bright red hair, shoulders her rifle, and starts hunting. * Breaker from a distance. "Start!] [Okay, init rolls, won't be key. But who knows, Red might roll negative.] * Red moves slowly and silently, making use of cover whenever she can. Headstones and mausoleums are especially good. [Peter, meanwhile, is keeping way low moving from tombstone to tombstone, trying to get to a crypt. He seems to be unsuccessfully concentrating on something.] * Yuri eyes Red. "Although that would actually be a lot of nudity." * Frei is there with the mic, and a bowl of buttered popcorn. He's changed the United jersey for a black shirt reading "RACCOON P.D.". "The more I think about it, the more I think this Gibraltar guy's gotta have some trick up his sleeve. Like... a laser satellite or something. Anyhow, as you can see, Evil Red II and The Jesus Guy are, uh... skulking. And that's about it." * Red continues along, checking corners cautiously, creeping along. [She hasn't been spotted, and is doing a fairly good job at staying low, but as yet to find Peter.] * Peter seems to get a sudden read and looks towards the direction of Red. He stays low and behind a tombstone for now. Huh. Looks like he noticed her. Or thinks he has. *munches on popcorn* This would be cooler if one of them had lopped off their hand and put on a chainsaw. It's like a horror movie. But... With a sniper instead of zombies. That comes later. * Yuri looks over at Frei, or more accurately, Frei's popcorn, for a second, then back at the monitors. The zombies? Nah, the chainsaws. * Yvonne pouts. What they should do is have a picnic and make friends. Hey, there you go. Maybe that's God Guy's secret weapon. "Feel the power... the power of Craftsman Tools!' * Ren snickers. * Peter finds a stone and tosses it low to a tombstone a few rolls back from him, he picks his target to keep it from being visible to Red. He stays low the whole time. [Red hears the sound of a stone knocking against one of the tombstones about six rows down.] [She doesn't see any sign of him though.] ...Now there's an old trick. And oldie but a goodie! Shall we call it the Diversionary Rock of Gibraltar? Ha! Ha! Ha! * Frei eats popcorn. "Man, I slay me." What is so important about Gibraltar? ^^; * Yuri winces slightly at the bad pun, then looks over at Miles. "It's a giant rock outcropping on the coast of Africa. Mr. Gibraltar's name is just a very big pun." Now, will she fall for it? Or more importantly, what is Petey the Parishioner gonna do if he finds her? * Red smiles underneath her hood. * Red glances around. How large is the area we're in? [About 20 total rows by 10 columns. There's a reasonable number of taller crypts if she wants to try high.] * Red keeps moving, slowly and cautiously. She doesn't want to get up on top of the taller crypts, but she does check so see if she sees anyone on top of them. * Frei eyes a screen with Red on it. "Wow. I sorta feel like playing paintball and being all snipery now. Can love bloom on the battlefield?" We'll just have to find out. She's getting curious, now. Patience, patience. * Frei chucks a kernel of popcorn at a screen. "BORING! Man, there should be a boredom PENALTY. Like, ten minutes without a gunshot or magic spell means they release hellhounds or something." [Peter stays low and tries to work his way to the nearest crypt, the one offering the best view of his supposed location. He seems to have a fair idea where Red is and uses this when moving.] [Red steps on a twig making a nice loud snap as she moves.] * Peter starts slightly but stays low at the sound. ...Ooops. * Yuri glances over at Frei's popcorn again, then just up and says, "Are you sharing that? Or is it inedible?" Get your eerily monochrome eyeballs off'a my snack, chica. * Red scowls, and proceeds to move away from the twig, veering off from her previous heading and keeping well away from the tombstone that was struck by a rock earlier. * Red keeps going, managing to avoid loud twigs for now. * Yuri looks up at Frei for a second, then looks back towards the monitors, exhaling slightly. "Fine, fine..." * Peter's frowning and tries slowly working his way closer to Red's position. * Yvonne yawns again Hopefully the next place will have a snack machine. ...oh, come on. * Frei slams the bowl down on the table. "EAT if you're so desperate. Mortals. FEH." Yeah. And if it takes yen, I'm set. * Ren lets out a yawn. "Some fight so far." * Frei crosses his arms and eyes the monitors. "How hard is it to shine up an apple and put it in your coat, I ask you?" * Tim snerks, "Well, I'm sure the owner well be quite surprised to find them inside." What if you don't have a coat? * Yuri snorts and says, "Oh, I'm so sorry I'm not a thief or the walking engine of anti-supernatural power that Saldin is yet, so I still have to eat." * Peter keeps trying to work his way closer, he's actually within about five tombstones by now. * Frei snorts. "Saldin's a jackass. Has he come back from India with the Maten Scripture yet? I'm sure Kuan Yin is getting impatient." Wonder if she's gunna notice him or not. [Red sees Peter, while he's moving from four tombstones away to three away. He's still staying low so he's not providing much of a target.] ... what? Huh? 'Journey to the West'. You should read it, since Saldin's living it out. * Peter doesn't appear to hear the movements despite the small amount of sound she's making. Uh... But India is east. I think? Not from China. I wonder what will happen when they see each other... IF they see each other. Christ. He knows right where she is. Then why doesn't he do anything? Anno, yeah... He's trying to get closer? Just because he can hear her doesn't mean he has a clear bead, but come on. * Frei fehs and folds his legs in midair. "Come on, the tombstones are FAKE. SHOOT one. What's he going to do, take you down with the power of prayer if you miss?" * Ren rolls his eyes at Yvonne. "Patience is the specialty of the sniper, and it'll take having more than the other guy to beat em. ... unless one of them screws up and gets seen plain out." Patience is dumb. * Ren shrugs. "Suit yourself." Patience was waiting in line to see Star Wars at Graumann's Chinese in '77. * Yuri eats more popcorn. Always do. * Ren grabs some popcorn, too. * Frei has some popcorn, since it's his, damnit. "Man, that was a good movie. Got a lot of mileage out of the dialogue. 'Hey, baby. Wanna see my Lightsaber?' Heh heh." * Peter keeps edging closer, he doesn't seem to know he's been spotted, or doesn't care. * Red considers, and then moves around to see if she can't get a better shot. She keeps her rifle aimed towards Peter's neck. * Frei eyes Red. "Wow, she's going for the jugular, no pun intended." I bet he's a fake. * Miles looks at the other screens for illusions. * Tim leans forward, "Any second now..." * Ren thinks back. "Didn't they have a rerelease of that 4 years ago or somethin'?" Who cares? Lucas lost his fucking mind in '99, I stopped giving a rat's ass after that. Anno, I never did understand Star Wars. * Ren has more popcorn. "This ain't gonna go on too much longer." * Frei looks at Miles like he's made of Legos. "...what is there to not understand?" * Yuri doesn't understand, but she seems satisfied with her popcorn stealing. There we go. * Miles thinks for a few, then starts talking in Japanese. "" [Peter has moved to about two tombstones away. He seems to have a good feel for where Red is, and has managed to avoid offering any opportunity at his vital spots through use of cover, she does still have a solid bead on him though.] * Red takes a new track, moving away from him while keeping her rifle aimed at him. * Peter seems to feel he's lost any advantage he had and he leaps up over the tombstone and rushes towards Red, shepard's crook in hand. * Frei eyes the screens, then cracks up laughing. Shoot him! * Miles blinks. Huh? * Frei continues to watch the screens with a bemused look on his face while responding to Miles. "" * Red stowes her surprise and fires for the right carotid artery of Peter's neck. [In an utterly freakish feat of luck, the hit stays perfectly on target, until it's deflected by a surprisingly steady cross Peter wear's around his neck that just swang in the way in time.] ...what the HELL. * Ren LAUGHS. ....And God wins. * Frei looks at the screens. "What is this, a buddy movie from 'Nam? 'Lucky I had your bible, Jeb, it saved me from a Commie bullet!'." This fight is dumb. * Yuri chuckles. "He's a lucky man." * Ren snickers. "I'm sure you'll be appreciative of my blowing the hell outta people if this kinda thing doesn't interest you. More mindless violence and all." * Peter keeps rushing and tries to disarm Red with the crook of his staff. [However, he comes up a little short, probably because of not yet finding his footing while rushing.] [Red suddenly remembers a study she once read about the chances of killing someone by applying to great of a dosage of tranquilizer and just can't find it in her to pull the trigger.] Now what? She's just standing there. She should be shooting him! ...is she chickening out? It's tranq darts, for crying out loud. And he's got a SHEPHERD'S CROOK. Are you gonna let some guy with a shepherd's crook beat you down? Come on. * Ren laughs again. * Yuri just sorta stares. How could you face your friends in the morning? "I'm sorry. I was... defeated by Joseph. He has this marvelous technicolor dream coat and a score by Andrew Lloyd Weber! How could I face THAT?!" * Tim puts a bit of overdramatics into his voice, "I'm sorry, the power of the plot... it overwhelemed me!" I want plot. I wanna win. * Peter makes another play for the rifle. Careful, Peter. I've got more weapons, and they're not loaded with tranq rounds. * Red deftly twists her rifle to the side, avoiding the disarm attempt. * Peter smiles. "If you promise not to shoot me in the heart with a real bullet I'll promise not to poke you in the eye with my stick. Fair enough. Although your head's a more severe target, since people have survived heart wounds before. You can trust me on this; I speak from experience. * Peter nods with less of a smile, but still highly troubled "Good to know." What is this, the Princess Bride? If one of them admits they're not left-handed, I'm leaving. * Ren snags more popcorn. I'm telling you, she should've taken off her shirt. * Yvonne nods sagely. "The less you wear, the better your chances of winning are." Don't be stupid. He's a priest and she's not a little boy. * Yuri looks over at Yvonne and says, with a slight frown, "Don't worry, you'll get your naked fighting." * Frei gets a wistful smile. "Those were the days. 'Yes, Father, I *am* only 16. And I've always been interested in touching your naughty bits.'" * Yvonne suddenly grins at Yuri. "Oh yeah!" * Red fires again for his neck. * Peter dodges without any miraculous tricks this time. He makes another attempt with his staff, almost worked last time. * Peter tries to twist the rifle out of Red's hand, but she manages to keep ahold, she has to work against the staff to fire though, so it's harder than usual. [Red feels a sudden need to contemplate her line of work, and the deeper meaning of it all.] * Frei hmms and puts his chin in his hand. "Now that ain't normal. She seemed like a real professional and he's just not that likeable. Something's up." He needs an afro. * Ren relaxes back into his comfortable/lazy lying-back position. * Peter keeps on the aggressive. [Red, in her contemplation, isn't quite able to keep ahold of her rifle, Peter manages to knock it several yards way behind him.] Okay, see, now you say: "Lucky I had this Uzi!" and perforate him. Not happening. Ooookay. * Peter rushes again in an attempt to grapple with Red as she successfully switches guns, but doesn't quite have the force of will to fire. * Red moves to the side and lets Peter rush past. * Frei yawns. "This sucks. There needs to be boiling oil or zombies or something." He looks about >< close to wandering out there and adding such things for the hell of it. Breaker'll beat you down if you try it. No interference, remember? * Frei hmphs. "She could try, anyway. Besides, it wouldn't be interference, it'd be a public service." * Ren shrugs. * Red walks over to her rifle, while Peter is trying to recover his balance, and picks it up, controlling her breathing as she takes aim at him. Well, at least she's got her gun back now. * Frei waves a hand. "I bet she's got, like, nine of them on her somewhere." Not that many. * Red fires, aiming again for the carotid artery. * Peter dodges to the side again and rushes towards Red... [But he doesn't get to her in time to attack.] * Ren can't help but laugh. "They need to break out into a swordfight now." I'm hoping a meteor falls and just crushes them both at this point. Damn! Out of popcorn. 'bout time. Woot! * Red fires again! * Peter manages to pull back and avoid taking the blow directly, he does however reel back slightly and takes a moment to shake off the effects. He keeps up the attack, but he's looking pretty dazed. * Frei stretches and leans back in his chair. "I've just realized I haven't really been being a good commentator this round, but... come on. Can you blame me? 'Someone dodges! Someone dodges again! Someone ALMOST makes a shot! Someone sings Amazing Grace!'. Oy." * Yuri chuckles a little. "Not really much to say, no." Well... that's pretty much what's happened out there. * Peter tries to grapple directly with Red, not bothering to try a disarm. * Peter successfully grabs on to Red, trying to keep her from firing. Well, they haven't busted out the musical number yet, but I suspect it's only a matter of time. * Frei rubs his chin. "Maybe that should be a suggestion for the next match. A karaoke duel." * Ren hmphs. Nah, I don't think our singing ability is going to save us from armies of invading ...whatevers.... but I could be wrong. * Frei holds out his hand and materializes another bowl of popcorn. "You never know. Might give the priest a fighting chance if he can belt out some hymns. Or, uh... old AC/DC tunes." He swallows. "DIRTEH DEEDS! DONE! DIRT! CHEAP!" I'll let my guns do the singing, thank-you-very-much. * Ren twirls a pistol in one hand, and then it's gone again. I'll pass on the singing just the same. * Miles idly starts throwing fire around in his hands, occupying them while he's watching the screen. [Red desperately tries to keep control of her rifle and fires at Peter, his eyes flutter shut for a moment and comments "Well do.." as he falls into a heavy sleep.] * Frei woohoos and throws up his arms, drenching the room in popcorn. "Hallelujah, she made a shot! With a tranq dart, but I'll take what I can get!" * Ren blinks. Allright! Well, damn. Yay! * Red catches peter and sets him down so his head doesn't hit a tombstone or something. * Breaker and Warlow head in from the shadows. Warlow leans down and tends to Peter. That was, well, not what I was expecting. Yes. It was rather longer. Reverend, if you can lessen the effects of toxins, now would be fine for it. Two doses is a bit high for a single person. * Breaker nods. "Guess I see his point, although when I get to a target, think I'll use a bit more force." * Red nods. "But being gentle is good, too. Even if your opponent makes it bloody difficult on you." * Warlow nods. She makes sure all the needles are out of him. "I'm not much for non-supernatural healing, but..." * Peter stirs with Warlow's touch. * Warlow blinks. Oh, is he coming around already? * Peter slowly shakes it off, putting a hand to his head. "Well done, I started to say. Think I'm going to lie down in a more comfortable place, if you'll excuse me." He smiles slightly. * Warlow helps him up. * Red helps too. Why not? That was remarkably well-fought, Peter. Thank you, your victory is a testament to your skill. Godspeed in your future encounters." Of course. We'll talk more later, after you've recovered. Two wins for SABishishishish teams! * Yuri nods slightly at the screen, and rubs her arms. "Good for Red." * Frei adjusts his mic and stretches. "And there you have it, folks. After an INTENSELY STUPID AND BORING match the obviously superior combatant KOed an innocent priest, proving she is more fit to teach a highly-powered angsty teenager the difference between right and wrong. That's two wins for England's Supernatural Affairs Branch. Will they take home the gold? Such as it is." * Yuri looks around at the popcorn, then over at Frei. "Now that that's over, thanks for the popcorn." * Frei cleans some off his shirt. "Oh, sure. It's evil, though you know, I should mention that. Evil popcorn." * Yuri nods, then chuckles slightly, looking back to the screens. "I'll just tell Saldin it's training. The evil popcorn." * Ren shrugs. "Tastes fine." How to deal with evil food? Eat it. Well, it's not like it'll kill you. Unless you're a Kroktar Demon, I actually did hear one of them got killed by popcorn once. Got a kernel stuck in his fangs, see, and tried to get it out, but Kroktar Demons have two foot claws they can't retract... ... ugh. Yeah, wasn't pretty. * Miles winces. ...and not the best hand eye coordination it sounds like, ... Ouch. ... lovely. On the upside, they're also really rough tricks, so I was kinda glad to see him go, on the whole. * Miles grabs the fires and clenches his fists around them, the flame being consumed by his hands. I... if you say so. * Frei shrugs and waves a hand dismissively. "You be person at zoo, me be watching orangutan. Ook. Ook. Give me a fucking break." * Ren gets to his feet. "Well, that's that." * Ren takes the long way- he walks out. * Frei eyes the cameras. "MAN. I should be getting frequent teleporter miles for this, you know." * Tim snickers, "If there's a plan that offers them, sign me up!" * Yuri shakes her head slightly and doesn't respond. She turns away from Frei and the cameras. * Miles nods. "Anno, until next time?" He teleports out of the trailer next to Red, and then teleports the both of them out. * Frei grins and puts a finger to his lips. "Fox boy's really got it bad for Sniper Wolf, doesn't he? Bestiality always makes me giggly." * Yuri makes an mming noise, and says quietly, "Weird... did Mr. Gibraltar heal himself... using Warlow?" * Frei glances at Yuri, then at the cameras. "Not sure what you mean." * Yuri gestures at the cameras. "The healing power for that came from Gibraltar. Warlow was like... a mirror." You can tell that from here? Niiice.