"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

[generalflirt]

[...Weird. Well, he'll lower his hand in compliance until she's done, but that was a bit much]

[markofthebrave]

[What's a bit much? She's got Realizations and Resolutions and Rules and they all make perfect sense, okay, okay?

And once she's done with healing his shoulder/chest area she'll move one hand to stream the water back in the waterskin while lifting the other one, still coated with water, to his forehead. It's easier to check it like this, and far less awkward than sitting across from him and putting her hands on his face. This is just - checking, is all. And that's all she wants it to be.

Moon and stars, it's late.]

Mmm... [She closes her eyes for a second, sends her concentration all the way down his chi system from head to toe. Then she nods and withdraws that hand as well.]

You'll still be a little weak and wobbly, but that's because I'm letting you recover some of your equilibrium naturally. Go get some sleep, but if you wake up with a headache tomorrow morning, journal me. You shouldn't though. You're all set.

[And she starts to stand, streaming that water into her waterskin as well.]

Let's get back inside, it's cold out here.

[generalflirt]

Thank~ you-

[Alright then, Masaomi Kida, it's time to go broke and go bold. As she's starting to stand, he's going to get to his feet (possibly even before her because what is his ridiculous core strength, and when he does he's going to go in for a hand on the shoulder. Just. Like. That.]

[markofthebrave]

[And so it was that her seeking to distance herself by not helping him up (since she knew he was fine and could handle it) came back to haunt her. Katara didn't expect him to try and touch her again, but since he does make it up before her and then he does reach out before she has a chance to turn away, she has plenty of time to block it. And that is exactly what she does, reaching up with the back of her hand to lightly intercept his palm in a circular move not unlike bending, and she will move to push his hand further away so that she can drop her own back to her side.]

Don't do that. Let's just go inside.

[And she'll shift her gaze in preparation of moving to start doing just that.]

[generalflirt]

[don't do that.

Huh... well then. He puts one hand in his pocket to let her lead if indeed she's going to. He was going to go just home, but if she's issuing him a challenge like this, he'll see it through]

Inside where?

[markofthebrave]

[...such a face. Sigh. She hates this.]

I was just going to go back and see if anyone else needs any more help, then meet up with Sokka and go home. And you should get your jacket, right?

[Since... assuming he's come straight from the fight he probably didn't have it on at this point.]

[generalflirt]

Ah~ I should at that.

[Sigh to himself, and he'll just go to go ahead of her. Alright, fine, he'll do it like this. Her way for now]

[markofthebrave]

[...that was a lot easier than she expected. She follows after quickly, but not quickly enough to completely catch up with him. Distance is good. Unless he slows down to wait for her, she won't talk until they reach the bottom of the stairwell, and when they do, she has something to say.]

[generalflirt]

[He does slow. In fact- he's going to stop mid way through the stairs and turn to her. Smirking now]

[markofthebrave]

[...and likely blocking the stairs as he does it. She'll stop when he turns around, probably about three steps above him, and she gives that smirk a dubious look.]

...what's with that look?

[generalflirt]

I'm afraid this stairway has a toll, my dear.


[He adopts a "troll" voice for this. He's hoping this is far enough into the tunnels that he waterbending is cut off]

[markofthebrave]

[Her bending is cut off the instant she enters, and she hates it, and she's tired, and "my dear"?? Ugh.

And wary. So wary. If the slightest bit amused.]

What is it?

[...you know, the last troll she fought she ended up headbutting and walking all over.]

[generalflirt]

Those who seek to pass this point, must let me touch their cheek. And should you resist... [Dramatic pause and-]

You shall not pass!

[And this even has hand motions. He feels really cool as he days it]

[markofthebrave]

[She opens her mouth and has five or so perfectly reasonable, very serious things to say. And she really should say them. But his mood is sort of contagious and it's really hard for her to pass up a challenge, especially in her own sort of fey and disconnected mood - and she has a feeling that trying to deal with it indirectly would just prolong it, so...

Katara sits down on the steps, right then and there, and props her elbows on her knees and her face in her hands.]

Then I guess we're in for a long night. Or at least until someone wants to start coming up the stairs.

[generalflirt]

[....Hnnnnng. That's basically his initial reaction is "hnnng." But he's going to smirk at this, laughing to himself before taking a seat below her, still facing her. Which is a bit more awkward sitting wise, but]

Seems fair to me.

[markofthebrave]

[Sigh. Oh boy.]

So if someone comes up, are you going to charge them the same toll?

[generalflirt]

Mmmmm. Weeeell, I might. I might not. It depends.

[markofthebrave]

[Dryly:] If it's a guy?

[generalflirt]

Well other girls I might just accept a blown kiss from.

[markofthebrave]

That doesn't answer my question about what you'd do if it was a guy.

[generalflirt]

Well...

[He raises a fist. Not underhand, but overhand. to imply a fist bump]

[markofthebrave]

[She has no idea what that signifies, sorry.]

...haven't you hit enough people tonight?

[generalflirt]

[...Pfft]

Katara, hold up your fist too.

[markofthebrave]

[This requires moving from her 'sulk' position, bro, what even. But she's curious enough that she straightens up a little and leans forward, one handed extended out in a first at about knee-level for her... which considering the height differences in the stairs should make it about level with his forehead, if not a little higher.]

Like this?

[generalflirt]

[He leans up a bit, holding up his fist and... there, he's going to push that knuckle into hers. Fist bump]