Friday, March 4, 2011

Hendrix fighting Phoenix in Victoria


Hendrix (malachi.stormcrow) felt his curiousity rise. "We must speak more of the ambitions of ubaras. I will tell you of my three year plan and I think you will find it good." He turns and grimaces at Kanda. "Keep a thrall for you? Nay!" He waits a moment and says it again. "Nay!" He shudders and drops his axe with a clank to the city ground, lunging forward and picking up speed, moving toward the large man with eager building speed. He grinned all the while, his mind whiring with calculations. He was not full of wrath now, only the pleasure of a fight. He hated the pleasantries of discussing the fight, and so he made a first move, heading straight for the man, then stopping as on a copper tarsk a few paces away, still and straigh, eyes gleaming. He cared not for the taunts concerning south men, who he knew little about nor cared. "Let's fight then," he spoke enthusiastically, and with clenched jaw, he let a right hook fly toward the high and sturdy face.
  
Vodka Clarity folded her arms beneath her bountiful bosom, her verdant orbs already pointedly fixated on the opponent. Onya relished this moment, finding great joy in the brutal exchange that was to come. She lived vicariously through the boughs of warriors, celebrating their victory and luxuriating in the feast of blood that satisfied her most carnal senses. She placed a hand on Phoenix’s shoulder and bid him a victorious match before withdrawing and taking her place beside her follow kinsmen.
  
Phoenix (kytor.silverblade) grinned "Nae, we dont bae looking for the kill .. it's the knockdown" He said, as He reached back and flipped His cloak and shoulderpads of His form, too He reached over and discareded both axes, though for traidition hung on to His sword, and then lay aside HIs bow "I bae good to go, when you bae feeling fit for it, Hendrix" He spoke as He slammed His right fit into HIs left palm, and proceeded to crack His knuckles and grip incessantly to warm His fists up
  
Ansleys Ashbourne looks around and she sighes" doona be fighting with wit are ye? Bae fist right? Try to nay kill each other, thne I doona have a mess to heal or nuthing" Her emeralbs orbs flash as she was everyone. She thought of Eir and wishes she had some bit o wisdom to help prevent bl;oodshed
Kanda (kanda.veeper) tosses up her hands. She was never getting a thrall of any sort..and she had tried a few varieties "Fine. If i need wood lifted..i come to you lot.." and she narrows an eye and wiggles a finger to the Alar Men before being fully distracted by Hendrix moving like a bosk just getting ready to rage. There it was. Her breath bated and fists quickly clenching as his did fly and it should be officially "on" Such sights really just did thrill her right to the core.
  
Hendrix (malachi.stormcrow) had, of course, stripped as he strode up to Phoenix, the better to flex and fling sweat on ogling onlookers.
  
Phoenix (kytor.silverblade) slyly drew back as the man seemingly lunged at Him, too He noted the fist flying but it was too late at that point as he took a decisive strike to His face, for it, His head spun about a bit, but probably less than the alaar hed expected, as He spat out a slight of blood, and used the moment to cock His left, and swung it hard in a bow from low to high as He sough to hit the man's solar plexus
  
Honey (liashlee.inaka) immediately took closer interest once Hendrix stripped, nearly falling off the table.
MOUSE (shadow.inaka): sibracelets
Crimson (akiel.martian) slammed his right hand into his left hand, "..come on brotha, tear the oaff down, if ye' can take a punch from me, surely ye' can take one from him!!", he called aloud, noding in a quipt manner. Emerald hues looking briefly to Hendrix's opponent, he scoffed a bit and shook his head, the Blacksmith was a touch jealous of his sibling, having the chance to fight such an opponent.
  
  
Hendrix (malachi.stormcrow) had risen his solid left arm once his right hook had been initiated, expecting a return attack, but not one quite so quick as was given. The man was large ... and fast, and his head seemed planted on his shoulders like a tree with deep roots. He heard his sword brother's cry and grinned, knocking the fist only slightly from its mark, the force still able to lift Hendrix and plant him back down to solid earth a pace back. He then ducked and rose with an uppercut to the jaw.
  
MOUSE (shadow.inaka) gasped in shock seeing the jarl from her own lands fighting with actual honor and she secretly rooted for him , she gave no expression on her face as she watched and held close to her Jarl , but inside she was excited as it seemed to her it was an us against the Alar thing a wl as man against man , she looked around at the others from the land of the alar and hoped a larger fight didnt break out
Ansleys Ashbourne groans softly" comma now! Ye better hit ihm harder than that! That big Torive not goona even blink from a hit like that!"

Honey (liashlee.inaka) rested one hand on Rocky's shoulder, the other on Crimson's, standing up on her toes and staring intently into the midst of the crowd, eager to watch the blows begin to fly. Her initial distraction at the revelation of so much Outrider flesh had given over to her anticipation of the fist fight.
Vodka Clarity glowered in Akiel’s direction, her verdant orbs regarding him intently from behind the rays of darkness that formed her lustrous lashes. With the next entanglement of fists her attention was promptly returned to the brawling men as she continued to feast upon their exchange.

Rocky Balzibo turns to his left looking down at Mika, not that he thought she was inferior, he was just so much taller. And standing on a pillow didnt help either. Leaning down he cups his hands around his mouth close to her ear and whispers. "See that bush over there" points to the left "Meet me there in 5 minutes for my signing bonus." after completing his whisper he stands up straight and casually glanzes around to see if anyone heard what he had said.

Masika Moonwing spins on her toes, smacking Rocky soundly across the face "Can you not see when a woman is mated and bulging with chaid" she feighned disgust, but no one would buy it, likely as they were old friends. She too began to pay more attention to Hendrix and Phoenix as the brawl started to heat up.
Masika Moonwing: *child
  
Phoenix (kytor.silverblade) Moved as quick as He could as he somehow managed to plan for that precise move, though he had intially depreciated the man's speed, He was impressed, and as thand came swinging he Had the good fortune of being partially exposed, enough so to leand back at the crucial moment given to react, though the strike caught His lip and tore it a slight.. Frustrated he even took that He flung His right arm in a similar manner, further empowered by the iron chains wrapped around His bracers, as it added weight to His punch, it wasn't as controlled as He'd have liked and was more of a haymaker, as random chance would predict His swing's impact or not
  
Crimson (akiel.martian) did not even regard the guesture from Rocky, left hand casually reaching out to attempt to grip at Rocky's hat and pull it over his eyes, "..what ever ye' asked for, the answer is no.", he said in an abscent minded manner. He did not hear the whispers, but from Mika's reaction, he could have imagined what it was. He was chuckling a bit, before he caught the female whom glared at him from across the small arena, tilting his head a bit to one side in amusment before he said, "..go brotha Hendrix!"

Kanda (kanda.veeper) had been standing there with lungs full of air that was quickly going stale. It was the burn of it perhaps that kept her from screaming in a manner that would be so very fun but not all that appropriate. Each move left her face slowly flushing deeper red. The sounds of impact seemed somehow louder with the rock surrounding them and under them. Finally before black takes over her vision she hisses out the breath with a soft whisper of "Maybe he is into that" and she had not heard the first comment but Mikas reaction made it pretty obvious. Maybe two fights yet to be had. "Oh ow.." she slipped a hand to her own lips spotting the glimmer of blood in between the fighters already well going. "Bah....break the ugly he hides with that beard!!" she...guessed anyway that it was ugly.

Rocky Balzibo takes the slap like a man. He wouldnt have expected anything else, Rockys ability to think ahead in time was seriously flawed. He did things, then stuff happend, it had been like that since he was a little child. "Mika, now really. Does all that matter? One friend to another..." he stops short as Crimson tries to steal his hat but he happily dodges back in an attempt not to lose his beloved hat. He falls down on his ass, luckily the nice pillow broke the fall and he stays down since he knows the view can be very good from down below if the skirts are not too long.

Honey (liashlee.inaka) reaches down to the surface of the table while everyone is focused on the fight at hand, lifting one of the tankards of ale left behind by whoever it was that had joined the circle of onlookers. She takes a deep drink, then another, covering her mouth with her hand to stifle any unseemly belches. Quickly, so she wouldn't be noticed, hidden from view from those across the way by the ones in front of her, and safe from her own Owner's glance as they were watching the brawlers. She set the tankard back down, beginning to cheer with gusto, bouncing up and down on the table. "GO MASTER SLEEN!"

Ansleys Ashbourne snorts softly" Ye can do better! He nuthing but a southern! Hit im in the jawl!" sHe cries out. She was somewhat found of Phoenix, more sorta becuase he appealed to everythingnorthern in her.
MOUSE (shadow.inaka) siply held close to her Jarl watching she was insecure around groups and scooted almost siting between his legs peeking out at the fight hoping Jarl Phoenix kicked butt

Zairoq Serrao: Feeling his little one between his legs he almost for got she was there and hoped that the excitement did not set off one of her fits as this would mean he would have to carry her out of here
  
Hendrix (malachi.stormcrow) felt energized by the brawl, and thrilled by the feel of frustration imminating from the large man like the blood from his lip. It was the first of many cuts from both sides, he was sure, confident that this would not be a quick match. The left uppercut was followed by a right, or would have been had the flying fist of savage doom not completely stopped his momentum and redirected Phoenix's wild plunge right into his own nose with a crack and a splatter of blood. It hadn't been a hard hit, but a square one, and Hendrix blinked before countering with a quick step to the man's right side, decreasing the distance and rocketing two quick jabs to the face and a strong left blow to the stomach. He breathed deep through his mouth.
  
Crimson (akiel.martian) found himself hopping up and down ever slightly, he grinned wide and looked over to first Mika and then Honey, "..wonder if they mind if I go next..", he said with that wide childish grin, cheeky as always. His hand shifted about to crack his knuckles, and he was looking downright antsy, a terrible fact that he and Hendrix had the love of a good fight in common.
  
Phoenix (kytor.silverblade) Bent over forward as His eair escaped Him from the unexpected combination, and He felt the punishment inherent to this man's punch, as His skin had a frail elelment to it, both hits leaving gashes displaying on HIs face, but He wasn't phased as much as frustrated that He had no time to dodge that one, the violent sound of flesh punishing flesh inherent in the area, as He growled, His fists seeking retaliation, His reaction to the guthit was top step back, as the left came in weak, but served it's purpose, as He braced, and the right soon followed, the left having served it's puprose on angling his face towards His right fist for a fuller impact
  
Kanda (kanda.veeper) winces hard and shoots up onto her toes. It was rather ..a crunchy situation. Now that she looked at Hendrix closer to the Man she had rather tossed him at , she now realized..he looked a little ..smaller. At least from her angle. Was pretty darn common with the Laager Men though and might just make not a difference in the world if not be an advantage. She leans in toward Mika and whispers "I think ..its really good you showed up. Hope you brought a spare nose. I think after that many mashes..Hendrix's might fall off entirely. "

Masika Moonwing: "No spare noses, but I can probably fix the one he has...as best as can be done anyway." a grin quirked on her lips "No, Rocky, I've told you, mated for life, you missed your chance and decided to woo my mother instead." rarely did she speak of the woman, now long lost to her and took a few steps closer to her own mate "Think there is one man enough to fight you?"

Honey (liashlee.inaka) probably viewed things differently than Mika, as when Crimson spoke of going next, she nodded her head exhuberantly. "Yes, Master!" The slut appeared intoxicated by the brute show of force presented to her, not to mention the half a tankard of ale she'd snuck. She was a lightweight, and so it was with a glazed pair of eyes that she asserted, "You would kick the dung out of any of these men, Master!" So totally forgetting all about being respectful in her excitement.

MOUSE (shadow.inaka) felt better hidden between her Jarls boots and she watched as Jarl Phoenix seemed to be getting tired and she closed her eyes placing her hands over them and told herself he was a torvi no way was he losing this
  
Hendrix (malachi.stormcrow) enjoyed the man's counter, looking for weaknesses but finding few as Pheonix attempted to square off with him again. He wouldn't allow it, continuing to shift lightly round to the left. The blows found their mark on his person, but only the right fist truly impacted, hammering into his right pec. He grunted and, continuing to move to the right, took a left handed swing into the side of the man's skull, followed by a right to the kidney if at all possible. He was gasping through his mouth now, no air able to move through the thick bloody mess of his nose. He tasted the tang and it lit his eyes with lust.
  
Ansleys Ashbourne calls out" Ye better not lose Phoenix! I doona wanna see ye lose!" She called out. She nibblew d on her lip in a nverous manner, as she was afraid he may lose.
Rocky Balzibo looks to Mika with a severly confused look and starts to mumble. "I wouldn't call it wooing really." gazing back out over the large crowd and what to be fighting men. Rocky could clearly learn a few tricks here by watching this.

Zairoq Serrao: Knowing that Phoenix had the height and reach advantage the fight should favor him the punches were flying and and it was early in the fight, he looked at the crowd and was not surprized to see them cheer on their leader and felt the impulse todo the same" Kick the little mans ass"

Crimson (akiel.martian) looked to Mika, "..honestly my mate, no, but there is always the odd one or two that suprise me!", he rightly said it aloud in such a boisterous manner, seldome or never were the Alar shy, in any sence of the word. The Blacksmith, certainly was not, in bow or blade, surely he was not umong the most gifted of the Laager, but in a bare handed match, well, he certainly knew well enough how to make good use of his weight. Emerald hues looked on at the fight with mirth, happy to see Hendrix enjoying himself, but all the same, "..likely Honey, but ye' never know, one might suprise us!"

Honey (liashlee.inaka) rested her hand lightly on Crimson's arm and pointed out Zairoq, "Oh! How about him, Master?" Leaning forward, she almost slid from the table's surface once again, but steadied herself. "That one, that one," already hyping up for another fight even though this one was still ongoing.

MOUSE (shadow.inaka) looked and saw the blood splatter a few drops really as far as she could see on the pavement and felt woozy , she wabbled as her stomach lurched and she held back her upchucking just bairly as she lay her head on Her jarls leg and turned her face away from the fight deciding listening to the crowd would be a much less sickening way for finding out who came out on top , she said a tiny silent prayer to Odin though to help Jarl Phoenix kick some ass

Zairoq Serrao: Hearing his name called he laughed that they dont keep their sluts on a leash and let them encourage the will of the free but if this was to get into a brawl then he was ready.
  
Phoenix (kytor.silverblade) cursed Himself, as He bucked up to His left and backwards from the kindey hsot, a pain unparalelled to most at the momet of strike, least he hadmanaged to escape the one for His face though, and as He gasped.. COnsiderable massed of muscle moved in a twisted form of grace as He kinda balled up, His head in the height of the man's chest, as a barrage of blows punished his ribcage, left to right, right to left and back over a third time, His actions leaving Hendrix leaning, as he valiantly attempted to swing a vicious left uppercut to finish the match
  
Crimson (akiel.martian) looked to Honey now, turning to gaze at her from over his shoulder, querking a brow at the sight of his property, looking like her balance was just a tad, off, "..if he desires it mine, who knows, mayhaps they'll desire to look after their own after this and help him lick his wounds, if so, I can understand that and if not then all the better for me..", he leaned in a bit and sniffed the air around his slut, "..mine, why do I smell, ale?"

Honey (liashlee.inaka) nodded again, agreeable to everything the man would say, it would seem. When he leaned in close, sniffing at her, she thrust herself forward, nipping at the tip of his nose, hoping to distract him while she used the side of her ankle to knock over one of the tankards. Just a scant bit of the brew was left in the bottom of the vessel, but it was enough to spill out over the planks of the table. Her eyes widened and she stepped in it deliberately, stirring the scent of the ale even higher around her. "Master! It's because these tables are all sticky with it.......the sluts here need to learn how to keep things clean! Maybe they should lick it up!"

MOUSE (shadow.inaka) looked sticking her head out between her Jarls legs seeing the slave point at her Jarl and she shot her a middle finger something her Motherwho had been from earths japan had tought her , she signed a few other rude guestures in sine language and then looked up she knew her Jarl could whip her Jarls ass but was hoping it didnt come to it as he had promised her a trip soon to her favorite place
  
Hendrix (malachi.stormcrow) feels the thrill rise in his throat as he's beated like a dingy in stormy waves, blasted with powerful blows left and right, ribs boarding on breakage. It was a masterful move, and one Hendrix hadn't expected quite yet. In fact, he had wanted to do the same a bit later in the match. Now he struggled to stay upright, forcing his feet to move backward and keep him up, working his hands into the fray to at least diminish the strength of the oversized chieftain's hits. Still, he felt himself weakening and had to try something to break the man's momentum. With a quick lunge and a loud growl, he swung his own head down toward the one barreling into his chest. Maybe it could daze the man long enough to jump free and regain composure.
  
Ansleys Ashbourne cries out" Go and win Ye big Torvie!! I'mma not care fer someone who loses!" she had gotten carried away with the fighting watching one of her kin go at it with a southern.
Crimson (akiel.martian) blinked at the nipping of the tip of his nose, his nose wriggled a tad and he frowned at his slutling, emerald hues shifting to the table. The spilt ale would be looked upon and he frowned, he had his mind more on Hendrix's fight and expected it at some point to come to a close, he would nod and turn his gaze back to the combatants. Expecting fully that Honey was not trying to be her usual sneaky self in a strange new city they didnt know the habitants of.

Zairoq Serrao: Laughing as the slut on the table still rables on like she has the right of the free and does not know her place not knowing she shows a weakness in the stength of the clan that she is with and lets him know that if they are that weak in the way they handle their sluts then other weaknesses could be exploited and if this turns into a brawl the fight could be swayed.

Adalwolf (musicizgod) smiled as he watched Pheonix have at it with the southern man, he stroked his beard idly as he mused at the fight "Kick his arse good Kinsman! Bleed the man for all hes got!" he growls out, laughing softly afterwards

Masika Moonwing wonders if all Torvie's think as much as these do, the ones she had know could surely speak well enough for themselves. If they had any wonderings about the stremgth of the Laager perhaps they should just address them directly.
  
Phoenix (kytor.silverblade) was in a state of shock, Hendrix far more able a figter than He had imagined, as he took the blow dealt by His head, and fell backwards and sat on His ass.. "Arghhh.." He cried out in anger and pain, the latter not enough to have him down permanetly, as He wiped the blood from His forehead, and nose .. as He felt His hand swipe over he silently declared to Himself 'Yup .. bae fucking broken..' He shook His head in an attempt to regain His own composure, and while rising he slammed His arms to the ground, reaching the fabled frrenzy "ODIN!!" He cried as He rose back to His full length and charged at Hendrix as He stood there, getting wind in his lungs, Phoenix's right arm cock and on the verge, as He came closer and did one of the wildest haymaker's ever seen
  
Honey (liashlee.inaka) furrowed her brow, watching as the slave girl seemed to lose control of her fingers and not understanding it one bit. Of course, she couldn't read minds, but if she could, she'd figure out that she'd upset the girl with her excitement for another fight. Not that she'd care, that much was evident in the way she quickly shifted her gaze back to the huge Outrider at her side. She smiled charmingly at him, nodding again. And though he didn't say anything outright, she suspected that he suspected and so she might behave a little better.

Ansleys Ashbourne grins softly as he cries out. She knew he would win, how could he not? She was already planning to work on his nose however, but then once it broken it would be sure se would have to fix it. She aslo wondered if he would cry otu if she fixed, but it was flighting as she called out" Ye better hope Odin doona help PHoenix! Ye beating badly as it bae!"
Ansleys Ashbourne: *beating him as*

MOUSE (shadow.inaka) looked up to her Jarl pulling on the leathers of his kilt with shaky hands as she held up two fingers and then her hand out as she held her hand out and it shook a bit , she lowered her head after asking respectfully as she could and hoped his pouch came from his belt as she was indeed nervouse being in such a large group and it was getting the best of her
  
Hendrix (malachi.stormcrow) blinked, himself shocked at the turn of events and the large ass shaking the very core of this southern city. He couldn't help but look at the spot where the man had sat, the crumbling of rock where his massive frame had landed. "For fuck's sake, man. Don't you dare sit on me!" He let a hoarse laugh cling to his raw and oxygen deprived throat, eyes going wide as the man lunged ferociously. He waited until the man was almost upon him and suddenly flattened, stomach down, to a low push-up position. This, he now realized, was only going to get him trampled. With a digging in of heels he pressed his shoulder forward, hoping to trip the man over his own form instead of feeling boot to back like a herd of bosk.
  
Zairoq Serrao: Feeling the little one tug he knew that she needed to be calmed and he reached into his pouch and unfolded the wrapped collection of kanda leaves that the green had prepared for times like this and pulled out two sheets of the leaves to hand to his slut to hopefully calm her from a posible attack of her epilesy and put them in a compromised position

Crimson (akiel.martian) caught the nod from Honey, and he smirked, she was not foolish at all, and that was one of the reasons she was his, "..tch..", he felt his gaze look to Hendrix and he roared out victoriously, "..hooooo! Brotha Hendrix, ho!", he said, yes, mayhaps it was prematurely, a fight could always turn, but certain Crimson could not hold back, not now that the fight had taken a turn in the favor of Hendrix, "..aye, now that is just nifty!"

MOUSE (shadow.inaka) took the leafs and she poped them into her mouth and chewed on them as she held onto his leg , she closed her eyes feeling better little by little as she turned again only to see the jarl from her village charge at the man

Zairoq Serrao: Knowing that in the event of a brawl if the loud slut felt his blade that she would squeel like a stuck bosk and distract the others from her clan as choas is a big ally when the numbers are againt you
Masika Moonwing quirked an eye at the kanda exchange, that was enough to lay down a bosk and why such resources would be waisted on a mere beast, especially in the lands of Torvaldsland where it was always in short supply was beyond her, she mus be quite a fuck for that kind of treatment. "Go Hendrix" she called out, much more interested in that show than the other.

Honey (liashlee.inaka) waited until Crimson's eyes were focused on the fight again and the man across the way was kneeling down to attend to his slut. Once the attention was off her, she finished off what was left in the remaining tankard, then hopped down from the table, cleaning up the spilled ale and straightening the cups. The very picture of slavenly obedience. "When I get done here, should I slime your boot for you, Master?" She asked, her sense of right and wrong still dulled from the alcohol, but one glance across the way told that she'd spied the way the other girl clung to the man's boot. "I can beg you with my fingers, too, if you like?"
  
Phoenix (kytor.silverblade) COuldn't help Hendrix' action of course, and it ha the desired effect as His upper thighs slammed into His shoulder, and He fell.. But it wasn't unwelcome, though ferocity had His brain bathing in testpsterone, he hooked His left arm as He flipped over and caught Henderix below his chin, gripping round His throat in His own fall, and the sheer physics of it allowed the wight of His own fall to swinging Hendrix over His own shoulder as he came around, and too it was brutal, a furiously move of pure luck, as he added His own power when Hendix came around His shoulder, hoping He hadn't yanked His neck to a brittle as He hurled the man out of the henge, and into the bushes across the way
  
Ansleys Ashbourne cires out loudly and cheers" Ye got him Phoenix!!!!" she looked happy and thoguht Pheonix had won the fight.

Crimson (akiel.martian) blinked and looked over at Honey, "..mine, if ye' act like the worthless other city sluts around here, I shall hamstring ye' and have ye' whipped for good measure..", he smirked a bit, "..if the other sluts Master over there wishes to keep a sick and worthless beast let him, I for one, would prefer ye' act like a lustmeat o' the honorable ALar..", he leaned a bit to one side and chuckled at her, "..a-", he stopped short, and looked back to the fight, "..bah, Hendrix!", he frowned a bit.

Zairoq Serrao: Smirked atthe comment bout his sick one not as he does not know mine is trained in the sexual pleasures of a geisha as her mother was one and that mine is also mute a pleasure that I am sure most masters wish for
  
Hendrix (malachi.stormcrow) had very little ide of what was happening. Somehow his body was being swung like a mace, his head the handle. He felt a few cracks he didn't like. He smelled a ripe scent of armpit he liked even less. But then all seemed free and he was a tarn soaring. The man knew how to use his weight and height, that was for sure, and together with a bit of luck, had managed to gain control of Hendrix's lighter frame. He blinked, his back to the distant ground, his mind strangely slowed and musing on little things like the deliscious taste of roasted tarsk. Then he was down, skidding, bouncing, landing, springing deftly to his feet, hands outstretched like some sort of earthling gymnast. "Hold. Hold! I'm out of bounds."
  
Ansleys Ashbourne thinks" THat mean ye lost right?"

Rocky Balzibo does a small muffled clap with his hands towards the fighters, in a sort of congratulatory manner. A good fist fight should be respected as much as a good furring, without the women. He gives his nods to his friends and turns around on the spot and starts to wander about aimlessly into the somewhat damp night, looking up to the stars he wonders what could have been, if he just had taken the red pill.

Honey (liashlee.inaka) rubs the sides of her temples, almost as if she had a headache coming on from someone struggling valiantly to impress their thoughts upon those around them. It only lasted an ihn or two, though, and then her head cleared again. Rounding the trunk of the tree, she reached out to stroke her fingertips along the bark, marveling on the heightened tactile sensations. She gripped onto a low branch, her hip sliding along Crimson's upper thigh and she favored him with a sleepy looking smile that was probably supposed to be seductive and beguiling, but only managed to look a little.....off.
  
Phoenix (kytor.silverblade) Held His arms up, a gesture of a winner, as he had His back turned to Hendrix, but of course .. the voice Hendrix carried eachoed in His head, and He turned around on His heel, and He sighed, as he blew out His nose best He could to clear the blood "Ya bae hella persistant you are.." He growled low, as He clenched His fists and took a few deep breaths, waiting to see what'd happen, though He was amused by the comment Hendrix had left behind "Like a fookin' ragdoll!" He added, as He swept His bracer over His face in an attempt to get the blood out of His eyes
  
MOUSE (shadow.inaka) didnt clap as Jarl phoenix won the fight she bowed her head silnetly to him in respect has his eyes found her he would have seen it as she held still and quiet letting the kanda work on her nerves and as her Jarl prefered her in public , she looked on as she finally spit the leafs out into her hand and hid them in the plants behind her pushing them into the soil

Zairoq Serrao: Eyed the crowd to see if the leader had a champion to defend the lost honor knowing that one fight can lead to another he went to a defensive stand and calmly waited
Ansleys Ashbourne looks around and to ease any tense feelings" I feel the figthas needa rest, where be ye infirmary and I will look over both of them."

Adalwolf (musicizgod) smiles at seeing Pheonix look as if he had won, then looks over the other men "Anyone care to a duel of blades" he says with a sly grin
  
Hendrix (malachi.stormcrow) snorted his own bundle of blood, wishing his chieftain had been here to see the masterful fight. He jumped lightly over the low wall, spit a wad of blood toward the ground, and swiped his nose and mouth with a sweaty arm. "A good fight." He strides close to the tall tarnsman and slaps his palm to the high shoulder. "A good fighter, and a better catapult." He chuckles and it turns to a bloody cough. "I enjoyed breaking my nose with you." His mood was light, as usual after a fight, and win or lose, he loved the action and felt them both worthy pugalists.
  
Crimson (akiel.martian) looked to Hendrix, and held up a hand, "..I give that landing a ten me brotha!", he called, only to look to Honey's hip as it brushed against him, right hand, rearing out to smack her backside with a grin, "..ye' silly slut..", he said and then looked to Mika, left hand raised up and set atop her shoulder, "..if ye' are not too tired my mate..", he would nod in Hendrix's general direction, "..if he needs ye' to tend to him, and if not, let him tend his own wounds..", he said rather softly, "..it was a good honorable fight, hopefully all their men give more action than words.."

Masika Moonwing: "Aye, of course I will tend him if he allows:" that was the trouble with Hendrix, never sitting still long enough to heal "One can only hope, seems the air is quite thick with many thoughts and actions from only one." she nestled into his grasp, glad he was a man with the actions to support his convictions.
  
Phoenix (kytor.silverblade) Exhaled in relief, the bloodloss considerable "There'll bae more times to be certain.." He said as he offered His arm "I bae tributing you, a worthy foe, Hendrix, hella fighter, and hadn't ya been so very .. Alaarian .. I'd bae inviting ya to fight by mah side" he said as he nodded, and grasped Hendrix's arm, and raised his left "There bae 2 winners this night, bae 2 who found good brothership in one another!" He nodded firmly as though His word was beyond dispute, and it was, for he was of course none other than Phoenix
  
Ansleys Ashbourne sighes softly at her kins words" Aye, nad there be crooked noses to show it aswell."
  
Hendrix (malachi.stormcrow) looked at the man with a grin. It was amazing how many friends he had made in much the same way. Almost as many as the enemies. "Who knows but the purposes of the Alar and the ... you all ... might not coincide long enough for a proper pillaging and brandishing of blades toward quaking farmers." Then he heard the comment about noses and remembered his own, grasping it in his fist and wrenching it back to mostly proper position with a crack. He looked toward Mika. "Aii, do your thing, woman, and keep me looking pretty for the ladies."

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