"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]

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.

[generalflirt]

[Fine, he'll drop his arm. He considers a more blatant protest but... Nah. He just has a big grin comes back on his face, pulling back on his elation from victory, and scooting on past her to go up to leave]

For now, anyway.

[markofthebrave]

[She just shakes her head. She's not going to get into it now, she's too tired and he's letting it go, and again, she doesn't want to take that smile away.

So she'll just keep going down the stairs after that nonverbal denial, hoping that it will just end.]

[generalflirt]

[And once her back is to him... he's going to turn on his heel mid-step, reach out, and pat her head. Once, briefly, and then he's going to scramble up the next few steps to go up and out]

[markofthebrave]

[What the - she twists her head around at that.

...follow him up there with a 'hey!' or just let it go for now?

...she gets the feeling she's letting too much go. But it's late. She'll talk with him later.

She huffs to herself and continues down the stairs.]