Ryoga had enough. He was being chased through the middle of a Chinese mountain range over something as trivial as a hair care product. Since he did not want to hurt the insane guy behind him, he decided to keep running. It was not like the poor guy even knew what year it was anyways.
“COME BACK HERE WITH MY SHAMPOO!” Mousse shouted.
What a psycho Ryoga thought.
Realizing that rational arguments or explanations would not be useful any time in the immediate future, he decided that he needed to subdue this man, quickly. Pulling a one eighty, he bled his momentum into a forward roll, and turned around quickly to face his opponent. He surveyed the man, and it looked like he knew what he was doing. Then something Ryoga didn’t expect happened.
The Hidden Weapons Master started tossing out everything at him, from ninja stars, swords, even barnyard animals. Then Mousse threw some maces, a couple of clubs, and a koala. Ryoga decided he really did not want to know what sort of mindset it took to throw a koala at someone, but stranger things had happened. He wasn’t sure where, but he was sure it happened. Then the thought caught up with him.
“WAIT!” Ryoga shouted. He really wanted to know about that koala after all. He hadn’t seen one yet, and he had been to most places of the world. Though he hadn’t planned on going to Australia anytime soon, it was a distinct possibility.
While Ryoga was contemplating this Mousse had a temporary case of shock. The shout was so unexpected, so out of place that Mousse actually hesitated for a second. The second however was not enough to stop his state of mind however, and then quickly proceeded on the attack.
“For defiling my Shampoo, you shall die! Prepare for THE FIST OF THE WHITE SWAN!”
This brought Ryoga out of his mental debate, and he looked at what was being thrown at him, then immediately fell to his back, and started rolling on the floor. There are only so many things a mind can take, and having a koala and a training potty thrown as projectile weapons is near Webster’s definition for ridiculous.
“BWHAHAHAHAHA” Ryoga laughed.
Ryoga stopped laughing. Almost instantly, he got up, and started to charge at Mousse. Mousse responded by retreating and giving a little ground so he could keep him at bay with various projectiles. Ryoga decided to take a gambit and took a blow from a chain, but came right in front of Mousse. Mousse realized he had the chain rapped around his wrist and was striking out with an open palmed strike. Ryoga dodged the strike, grabbed Mousses’s wrist, pulled him into a headlock and flipped him over his back on to the ground. The move would have worked perfectly but he was still wrapped up in the chains.
Consequently, he was dragged down to the ground with Mousse as well. The way the pair fell made it easy for Ryoga to pin Mousse, and Ryoga almost immediately trapped Mousse's forearm inside his armpit, and began pounding on Mousse. Mousse, however was more flexible than he thought and used his legs to push himself off Ryoga. Mousse then used the chain to drag Ryoga on to the ground, and tried to lock his elbow by immobilizing Ryoga’s head and locking his elbow joint between his legs. Mousse did not have the head secure however, and Ryoga was able to roll out of the arm lock.
Mouse, realizing his chance to end this fight quickly was gone, decided to use the fact that Ryoga was still between his legs to his advantage. He placed feet on the interior of Ryoga’s quadriceps, and rolled him over to the side. He attempted to climb up Ryoga, and then beat the crap out of him, but Mousse underestimated Ryoga’s flexibility again. He found himself flipped onto his side, using the same move Mousse did to flip Ryoga.
Ryoga utilized Mousse’s surprise to seize his opponents arm. Once he had that he quickly distributed his weight on top of Mousse’s upper body, and made sure he was some what stable. Once he was sure that he would not get flipped, he took Mousse’s wrist, and using his other hand, grabbed his own wrist by going under Mousse’s elbow, and twisted upwards.
“Can we talk about this, or do I have to disable your other shoulder?” Ryoga growled. Mousse just passed out after he realized that his shoulder hurt…a lot.
Ryoga was in fact thinking of disabling his other arm on the sheer principle of it.
This guy is a serious nut job. Throwing around endangered species? Fighting over shampoo? What will this lunatic come up with next, that he would be tricked by cologne? Or maybe be tripped up by lotion? I’m tempted just to break his arm on principal. I would, but its not like this guy is anywhere near sane, he needs to go to a mental hospital.
With that thought, Ryoga decided to carry this guy to the nearest mental hospital, which given his sense of direction, would probably be awhile. Ryoga sighed.
“Sometimes it just doesn’t pay to do the right thing," He said aloud. Across the multiverse, numerous people started to sneeze.
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