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Who: Everyone!
What: First Annual Luceti Tournament
When: May 2nd
Where: Battle Dome
Summary: Peony has made good on his promise to set up a tournament and today is the day for all the action.
Rating: PG-13 for the violence/fighting/possible language.

Finally the promised day has arrived! As competitors and audiences alike gather for the start, the whole outside area draws the eye to the grand carpet and banners with symbols for every event. There is also a table being restocked with free snacks and water bottles for those waiting around or still finding their way. Most notably, though, is a signboard with the times for all the events and competitors.

Whether you're competing or here for the entertainment, however, it's hoped you'll enjoy the events and fight or cheer hard! Now without further ado, make your own threads or comment around and let the games begin...

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Luke & Fayt fight thread!

[etherealblast]

[Fayt steps out into the Arena, vaguely recognizing the redhead who walks in opposite him after a moment.

Luke, wasn't it? He arrived a few months ago, from what he could remember, though they hadn't talked much. He offers a cheerful grin as he stops a short distance away, resting his own hand on the hilt of the blade tucked in a sheath at his back.] Hey. Been a while. Settled in alright?

[Might as well get introductions out of the way before they got into it.]

[wildsaber]

Yeah, just fine. [Aside from a couple weird things that happened in April, he's alright.] Fayt, right? I haven't had a good fight since I got here. Sorry if I'm a little rusty.

[He grins a little, knowing that he's actually not that rusty. He practices every day he can, very diligently, just in case Van comes or he has to protect his friends.

He draws his sword, assuming a loose and easygoing position.]

Anyway, ready when you are.

[etherealblast]

Heh, we'll see. [Fayt knew he wasn't rusty, and from the look on Luke's face, he might not be as rusty as he claims. Another swordsman to spar with? You bet he was more than a little eager for this fight. Fayt settles into his own stance, a little more rigid than Luke's, but still loose, sword held naturally low.]

Then here I come!

[And with that he's darting forward. He'll start off slow, a simple swing of the blade, just to test the water here.]

[wildsaber]

[It seemed they both had similar stances too.

Anyway, Luke is ready to meet him. He dodges the swing easily, not even bothering with a parry. He goes for a counter instead, trying to tag Fayt's arm. It's pretty easy to avoid, but it seems like they're both starting off slow. There's no reason to rush into this and make the fight shorter.

Any injuries they get will be healed, so it's okay to get a bit banged up. Luke doesn't want to hurt him, though, so he's thinking about how to disarm him and win without too much blood involved.]