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Kaya walked through the familiar streets of little thailand once more. Even though her excursion been all but a day or two, she still felt as if it had been much longer. Her combats boots felt a bit clunky on the surface of asphalt now that she was no longer in the jungle. Her feet seemed to have a mind of their own, leading her down alleys and taking shortcuts she only vaguely remember using before. Once she came out onto the main street that would lead her to Bak Mays place she stepped out in front of four men she recognized from her vision. They stopped, surprised at her appearance.


“You should know it’s not wise to show your face around here.” One of the men, wearing what looked as hip hop hybrid of a traditional chinese coat and a sports jacket. The way all of them dressed told her they were Younglings, lowest of the low among triads. She dropped one shoulder with a grin.


[color=662d91]“Yeah? And you boys sure you are allowed to be out past your bedtime.”[/color] She said as she let her knapsack fall to the ground. It thudded heavily as her guns rattled insdie. She pushed her jacket aside to show them her 45. [color=662d91]“You guys wanna rumble or have a shoot out. Either way, I am putting you in a hospital.”[/color]

The triads looked at one another, trying to figure out what she was about. “I don’t wanna shoot you lady. But I don’t mind putting your pretty lips in the right place.” The evident leader sneered to the cheers of his goons. Kaya grabbed her gun and let if fall to her side. She had no qualms about what she was about to do. Walking towards the four men she let her jacket fall off her shoulder the second she was in striking range. The closest kicked high, hitting the still airborne jacked. she grabbed it wrenched, pulling him off his feet. She didn’t waste time, moving past the falling thug and blocking a haymaker. Stepping into the effective radius of the gorilla like brutes reach, she began to box him, sticking close, keeping him on his toes as she delivers blow after blow to his jaw and nose. She felt it before she even heard, the leader coming in with a windup blow. She swunglow, kicked the big guys knee and made him fall towards her. By swinging, they basically switched places, making the leader hold his punch in for a second. Enough for Kaya to kick the bigger man into him. As he leaders stumbled, goon 1 was up and charged her together with nr 3 and four who had been unprepared by the raging temp Kaya fought at. She side stepped nr 1’s attacked and kicked his knee out like she had the big guy. As number three kicked at her, she blocked and clinched him, grabbing him by his ears and wrenching him down into a brutal knee. He went down like a sandbag. She barely avoided the last goons crescent kick and danced back. 


The leader came from her side, but she easily swayed her head just out the way and crunched his nose flat with a counterpunch that was almost audible. The man went down screaming. With everyone else down, she turned to the man who had almost gotten her with a Crescent.

“You're using Muy Thai like that old crone.” The man said. She realized he wore far more traditional clothes then the other youths and sharper eyes. Whatever they had been drinking, he had stayed away from. "I was going to burn her place down… but I guess tonight I can settle for putting down one of her students.” 

[color=662d91]“Oh. Is that so. Well, Don't hold back now.”[/color] She said with some confidence but she saw in his eyes that he was far more dangerous then any of the low lives lying on the ground.


“Not for long girl.” The man smiles as chains rattles out of his long sleeves.


[color=662d91]“God I hate metas…” [/color]Kaya mumbled.