"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]

[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]

1/2

[markofthebrave]

[What the--]

[markofthebrave]

[Blink.]

Oh, that's it?

[That's like... a thing?]

[generalflirt]

Of course's it's a thing! It's a show of broitude! Kinship!!

[And he even snaps his fingers]

[markofthebrave]

[She grins brightly.]

Oh good!

[And then stands.] Then we're done here.

[Taking a step down! All bright confidence.]

[generalflirt]

[...Girl you're deceptive. SO DECEPTIVE.

But she admires it. He scrambles to his feet and then goes to make his index finger shoot out! ...His goal is to poke her on the nose, but it might not work well]

[markofthebrave]

[It was unintentional! But hey, she saw and opportunity and she took it. She blinks at him and then tilts her head out of the way as best she can - success???]

[generalflirt]

[and he gets!

...Well his hand actually ends up in her hair. Near her ears.

Wow that was unexpected. there's actually a distinct pause as he's confused]

[markofthebrave]

[She tilts her head further to slide his hand out of her hair as best as she can and works on easing her way past him down the stairs, bringing them more or less even at this point.

She'd rather not say anything on a night while he was happy like this.

...but clarity really was more important.]

Just don't.