"buddy you're a boy make a big noise;"

[alloys]

Who: Tony, fight participants, medical aide, and whoever wants to come watch!
What: Fight club!
When: Thursday, February 9th
Where: The tunnels
Summary: Placing bets and taking swings.
Rating: PG-13?
Let's get ready to rumble, boys and girls! A few quick notes:

Double check the fight roster--I moved some things around, namely matching up Firo with Homura since their respective opponents weren't able to participate. Let me know if something is amiss!

Characters who are fighting will be told their opponent's name upon arrival, and fights will proceed in the order they appear on the roster up there. Let me know if you need to be moved around for whatever reason!

Tony and Shikamaru will be policing the fights for any funny business, but fights will end when one of the participants forfeits or gets knocked out cold. So your character can get bloodied, bludgeoned, and broken and keep going if they wish! Remember, there's no magic since this is in the tunnels, and there are no weapons allowed in the fights. Just your fists, elbows, et cetera.

And should they have some owwies that need attention, Adele, Katara, Luca and Ange will be on hand to provide medical assistance. What troopers.

Spectators can interact however and whenever they want, so feel free to start a new thread for your character who is watching!

Now have fun, and earn some radical new scars while you're at it!

Comments

[markofthebrave]

[Well, she's a bit surprised at how easily she's coming along with her, but she won't look a gift horse in the mouth.]

Arm around me - nice and easy. It's not too far.

[endgames]

[He rolls his eyes but complies, using his free hand to wipe the blood leaking from his nose away from his mouth again.]

Stairs?

[She'll want to heal his ribs, he figures, which means going out of the tunnels. He's already angling his feet in that direction, anticipating that'll be the answer.]

[markofthebrave]

[She senses implicit complaint, but there's also concern in her response.]

Stairs. It's not too late to get the stretcher.

[endgames]

[He shakes his head, and just keeps pushing forward.] I got it.

[By the time they get up those stairs, he's about out of breath, but he's not wrong. Between the two of them, he can manage.]

[markofthebrave]

[She watches him very carefully for any sign of it being too much, but she figures if he can pull that kicking move, then he can make it up a few stairs.]

You can just lean up against the entrance here. Anything else besides the ribs and the nose?

[endgames]

Couple bruises... [He sags against the wall with relief, taking a mental inventory of the places Masaomi hit him and coming up with nothing else. His voice is becoming increasingly nasal as he talks, so he doesn't say much.] Nothing big.

[markofthebrave]

[She flickers her gaze up to him and wonders about whether or not she should heal those bruises.]

I'll heal your ribs and your nose. Anything else will have to wait for now.

[She hopes Masaomi is at least pressing the cloth against his head wound, but she's not sure he gives him credit for that.

And she streams out some water to hold and move the ribs in place as she'll start to use Nala.]

This'll hurt a bit, but it'll be quick.

[endgames]

[Quick is good. Or... wait. He blinks and reaches out to catch one wrist, though there's no strength behind it. Just halting her before she's starts.]

[markofthebrave]

[Blink.]

What is it?

[endgames]

Don't... [He doesn't let go just yet; frowns. Then continues.] Don't heal them up a hundred percent.

[markofthebrave]

[Frown.] Why not?

[Those words are in a very, very patient tone, but there's not much patience behind them. She does, however, assume that he has a reason. And it had better be a good one.]

I didn't sit through all this to not heal you.

[endgames]

Heh... I know. [He lets her wrist go now, and sets about making himself comfortable against the wall here.] I didn't come all this way not to learn anything though.

This was a lesson. [Straight to the point, though he keeps on having to pause for breath.] If you erase all the evidence... I won't have much to learn from it.

[markofthebrave]

That's stupid. You don't need to stay in pain to remember how not to get that way.

[endgames]

No. I need it to remember why.

[markofthebrave]

[Flat look.]

That doesn't make any sense.

[Overall, she's been very supportive, going on vagueness and 'I have to do this' from him, but now he's asking her for something that's almost unethical. This isn't what healers do.]

[endgames]

I never claimed it would. But it is what it is...

[He shakes his head. He really can't explain it any better than that without spelling it out precisely. And even then, he thinks it would still conflict with how she views her obligations as a medic. She might be more willing if he reassures her that he's not expecting her to do nothing at all.]

I just need them to smart for a week or two. As a reminder.

1/2

[markofthebrave]

[This is when she straight at him for a long moment.]

[markofthebrave]

You've got plenty of bruises. I'll leave them alone. And I don't like anything about this, but it's not like I've taken an oath. If this is what you need, then I'll do it. But it won't be as much as you like. I'm not going to leave you vulnerable in case you get in a real fight.

[Compromise is the best you're going to get.]

[endgames]

[He'll take it, not really up for arguing at the moment. The bruises over the rib cage alone will take a while to get over anyways.

He nods once, as if to say 'fair enough'. There's no comment after that.]

[markofthebrave]

[And so Katara does her thing. She moves the bones into proper alignment with her bending and then heals them with Nala, all while keeping most of the pain localized and dull. It's a lot of tricky work for a fast job like this. But she will, as requested, leave the bones knit... but not entirely whole.]

Nose next. How's the breathing?

[endgames]

[Even dulled, it still stings. He recognizes it should have hurt a lot worse considering what she's doing, however.

He closed his eyes at some point, concentrating on what's going on internally. He's not usually in this position, so it's weird... He opens one eye when she talks.]

Better. [No longer so painful, with the ribs fixed.]

[markofthebrave]

Good. [And then she puts one water-coated hand on the bridge of his nose, lets it cover the rest.] This... might be weird. If I have to cover your nose, get ready to breathe through your mouth.

[And she'll make with the healing, then.]

I saw that joke tag. |D

[endgames]

[He nods, not that it's much of a change. He can't exactly breathe through his nose with it like this anyways.

Now that he thinks about it, this is the first time he's really needed this kind of attention from her since that time she helped him when he was low on chakra. She used a special water then, he remembers, so it's doubly different.

Belatedly, as he feels the water over his nose, his posture relaxed and unchanged, it occurs to him that it would be very easy for her to kill him like this.]

I know not of what you speak

[markofthebrave]

[This doesn't take too long. It's a bone, but it's mostly cartilage, and she just needs to shift and isolate and heal. She does take the precaution of temporarily holding up the chi flare there, since she knows that's a sensitive area. It's not more than a minute before she drops her hands.]

There. All set.

[...but then she puts her water-coated hands on his chest.]

Just let me check and make sure I didn't miss anything when I was dealing with the obvious injuries. He got you pretty good.

XD

[endgames]

[One hand comes up to feel the nose when she's done once everything's back in place. Normalcy is suddenly a strange sensation.]

Aa. He did.