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FTEC, Friday [4/10]

When 'Mina' stepped into the clinic today, all the other staff stared.

She was in what was her normal fighting outfit.

Only now the neckline plunged all the way to her navel, giving anyone seeing her front a pretty decent view of, well, almost a good half of her bosom.

Anyone behind her would see that it was similarly cut. It... even showed a little butt cleavage.

She wore an eyepatch, heart-shaped, and was barking orders to people in a terrible Russian accent.

Since most of the staff knew she was actually capable of doing some bodily harm, they just went along with it.

Then, 'Mina' sat down at the front desk, to make sure anyone who needed medical assistance today really did need medical assistance.

[ooc: Yeah, Mina is Molotov C**ktease today. I... yeeeeah. ~~OCD first, please.~~ Open!]

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Just be grateful she's not shooting at you and shouting 'Serpentine!'

The ~~NPC~~ staff was quite grateful 'Mina' had left, and would be very happy to help you.

Edited 2009-04-10 16:05 (UTC)

...yeah, I'm nuts.

Stupid, stupid Chun-Li! A trained fighter like herself should know better to pick fights with violent creatures before the world's greatest tournament, but those pandas were totally asking for it, and were most certainly an evil threat to China and the world.

(Charlotte, meanwhile, was going to have a doozy of a time explaining that one to the artist.)

Either way, she was looking a little worse for wear as she went into the clinic. Nothing she couldn't shrug off, of course, but...

"Excuse me," she said, "I need treatment for my wounds. They are mere scrapes and the like," and a few pulled muscles that she didn't feel now but certainly would in a few hours when she was the far less limber Charlotte York, "but I must be in top fighting condition if I am to face M. Bison and win next week. If you do not mind..."

Edited 2009-04-10 21:56 (UTC)

"Top fighting condition?" 'Molotov' said, in her outrageous Russian accent. "Who is zis... Bison?"

She palmed a knife in one hand, ready to strike.

"He is an evil dictator!" said Chun-Li, shocked that one might not know who M. Bison was. "Bent on taking over the world!"

...

...wait for it...

"...And he killed my father!"

'Molotov' laughed. "Zat is all?" she said. "You are a foolish girl, thinking one can stand against a dictator. I should see if he is hiring, it would be too easy to take you down."

A dark expression flashed in Chun-Li's eyes. "I would not be so sure about that," she vowed. "Looks may be deceiving; I am highly trained in ancient Chinese martial arts, passed down from generation to generation. Mark my words, when I meet M. Bison in the tournament, I will avoid the fate of my father and avenge him."

"Nyet! I am not going off appearances, little girl," 'Molotov' said. "I go by my insticts. And they tell me zis is a joke. You, you are a joke."

"Bold words to speak without even a confrontation!"

And Chun-Li settled into a defensive pose.

"Back those words up with proof!"

Ohhh, Chun-Li was ready, yes.

But poor Charlotte York was going to be very glad they were already in a clinic.

'Molotov' managed to somersault over the front desk.. Her arms assumed a ready fighting position.

"You vill regret this."

Cat fight! Caaaaat fight!

"You asked for it!" Chun-Li warned, but spared no time in engaging her enemy with her patent series of lightning kicks.

"Hi-ya, hi-ya, hi-ya!"

Or, at least, Chun-Li thought she was executing ancient Chinese kicking moves ~~by rapidly spamming a kick button~~.

Unfortunately, Charlotte York wasn't exactly capable of using such a hallowed move, so, in actuality, it wasn't nearly as impressive.

Or effective.

'Molotov' laughed, taking the blows with little problem.

"Perhaps now you will see how a real woman fights."

She leaped forward, since Mina was actually quite spry and athletic herself. She was attempting to floor Chun Li with a headscissor takedown (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Professional_wrestling_throws#Headscissors_takedown).

Yes, this involved giving Chun-Li a face-full of Molotov's crotch.

And Charlotte...

...really was not.

She thought she was, of course, as Chun-Li was one of the world's greatest fighters. Perhaps it was a mind over matter, because, as Molotov's legs wrapped around her head and she got a facefull of Russian crotch before a somersault over the other woman, she was able to place her hands down and go with the flip, kicking her legs all around in a whirlwind.

'Chun-Li' was really, really going to feel that in the morning.

'Molotov' took a kick right in the face, and found herself falling flat on her back. You know, with enough force that physics would practically be demanding that her breasts spring forth out of their tentative position in her bodysuit.

Somehow, she managed not to expose herself.

"Nyet!" she growled, and reached over to hurl a chair at Chun-Li. It was easily grasped with her strength.

That was okay. Somehow, Chun-Li managed to have giant boobs and massively child bearing thighs with only four inches of waist.

Using the furniture! Chun-Li used those massive thighs to launch herself into a very quick and high jump before coming down and trying to kick Molotov in the face and send her into the scenery.

Err, the chairs.

'Molotov' landed back, hitting her head against the chairs. It was just enough force for her mind to start clearing a bit.

She stood up, and blinked a few times.

Something wasn't quite right, here.

Something was definitely not right, no.

Chun-Li was feeling very tired already, and she'd barely even started the fight. She even felt a little dizzy, like it was too much for her to take.

She'd never defeat M. Bison and avenge her father at this rate! She had to keep fighting!

Chun-Li very stupidly rushed forward to kick again.

'Molotov' countered by making a pounce move. If necessary, she'd just pin the girl to the ground. She swore in Russian as she did so.

Chun-Li fell to the ground in what almost seemed like slow motion with a very girly cry out. That echoed.

That left 'Molotov' holding her prey against the ground. She laughed.

A momentary headache hit her.

And then, well, 'Molotov' was gone.

"...Oh dear god," Mina said.

"You will regret this!" Chun-Li vowed, trying to spin her legs from where she was pinned to use their great power to launch herself up and away from the other woman.

Of course, Charlotte, who did have nice legs, sure, but not great ones trained from years of Chinese marial arts, couldn't quite manage it, resulting in just a lot of writhing from underneath her advisory.

"Why is it not working!"

Mina realized that perhaps she needed to stay like this until Charlotte resumed her normal ways.

And then she realized just how much of her chest she was showing.

"Why do I always end up dressed like a strumpet?" she scoffed, loudly.

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