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

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!

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[BRB plopping him into this chair and trying not to grin at that least line. It's just not nice, but it's so nice to hear. I MEAN NO, JUST KIDDING, UH... Just sit down, okay?

... A-aha.]

[Oh dear god. Everything about this situation makes him want to be as uncooperative as possible. But there's also the issue of his shoulder hurting like hell. At least he doesn't have Kotetsu supporting him anymore. Which means he gets level glare before that same glare, more subdued, turns back to Adele.

Through a grimace:] How about--someone scooped my arm out of its socket with a bread knife and just left it hanging there? How's that?

A full dose of morphine and muscle relaxants, then. [And that is precisely what she draws up in two separate syringes, first the morphine, then the muscle relaxant. She rests a hand on Stark's back, keeping her injections as quick and painless as humanly possible. He was hurting enough, there was no need to gloat. It would take a moment or two for both the painkiller and relaxant to ease the joint for a proper reduction.]

Tell me when you can no longer feel your shoulder.

I wouldn't say bread knife. More like a spoon.

[Snerk. And maybe he's just trying to mask his concern and half-hearted guilt over the matter.]

Don't go glaring at the nice doctor lady, hero.

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

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WOW I totally tracked this thanks DW

DW fail means NO BACKTAGS FOR YOU.

laughs at bayley's punishment