Tournament Log #4
Juan forces the last preliminary to be a one-on-one match, but are our fighters prepared?
Juan: *finally tracked down half of the participants* You guys will do just fine. *writing a few things on his cool clip board*
Rahal: *dressed in his more formal battle gear, Flail sitting off the side to watch and not overly worried* I am sorry this has taken so long, Sir Juan.
Sierra: *perched on a nearby fence* My apologies as well. I have been...distracted of late.
Juan: You can both make it up to me by putting on a good show. So, I guess we're ready then?
Rahal: *smiles and bows to Sierra* Lady Sierra, I must also apologize to you. One must never keep a lady waiting.
Sierra: Ready enough. *hops off the fence* I hope this fight won't disappoint, Rahal.
Rahal: I shall try, Lady Seirra. *bows again and draws his sword and gets into ready position*
Juan: *scrunches his face* ... This isn't a date, you two. Fight! *suddenly blows whistle*
Rahal: *comes in with a light thrust-side combo to test Seirra
Sierra: *sidesteps it quite easily* Really, darling, you're going to have to do better than that. *flicks her wrist and her claws flash, slicing at him*
Sierra: *unlike Rahal, has no intention of holding back, snapping her claws at his face*
Rahal: *instictively raises his arm to guard his face and grunts her claws dig deep and his tunic is soiled with blood - Flail snorts, raising her head in mild alarm on the side lines*
Juan: *beginning to think that he should have banned claws, judging from the last two matches*
Rahal: *ignores the pain and immediatley comes in for a cross-pattern swing - not holding back this time*
Sierra: *backs up, but not quite quickly enough, blood on her hand* Ouch. *shakes it vigorously*
Sierra: *darts inside Rahal's guard, going to get revenge for her TRAGICALLY AND DRAMATICALLY WOUNDED HAND, slashing at his arms*
Rahal: *cries out in alarm at her sheer speed and takes the slash across his sword arm, damnit, leaping back*
Juan: You guys are doing good. *very entertained!*
Rahal: *has soon as he lands he surges forward, thrusting his katana high and at Sierra's arms*
Sierra: *didn't back off from her attack as fast as she should have and receives a slash across her arm to match the cut on her hand, hissing in pain*
Sierra: *her irritation gets the best of her, and she takes a rather reckless swipe at Rahal*
Rahal: *dodges and turns his sword on the hilt, aiming for where her kidneys would be to do a hilt-jab*
Sierra: *suffers only a glancing blow, but that still hurts and leaves her somewhat out of breath*
Rahal: *goes for her arms again in a straight on lunge for the upper arm, hoping to disable*
Sierra: *blocks the blow with her left arm, getting slashed there, so neither arm is fully disabled, but neither is feeling amazing, either*
Sierra: Sorry, darling, but I'm afraid I'm getting a bit bored with this. *flares her claws once more, totally done with this fight, going after Rahal's injured sword arm again with a vengeance*
Rahal: *the attack catches him deep cause he can't beat that vampiric show of force, and he jumps back afterwards, signaling surrender by tossing his sword away*
Juan: W-wow. *fumbles with his whistle before blowing it quickly* That's enough.
Rahal: *rises, clutching his arm and attempts to bow as Flail rushes over and worriedly nuzzles/licks his wounds, whining in a sort of high pitched tune*
Sierra: *withdraws, licking her own wounds* You fought well enough, darling. *mmm, blood...so hungry....*
Rahal: Thank you, Lady Sierra. You were.. ah... quite good... *touches Flail reassuringly*
Juan: .....This.. is not a pretty sight.... *gets the hell OUT OF HERE, maybe calling a doctor or something*
Rahal: Now, if ... you'll excuse me... I think I should find the infirmary. *manages to whistle and Flail squats so Rahal can get a grip on Flail's shoulder and get to the infirmary*
Flail: *glares at Sierra and snarls*
Sierra: *blows a kiss at Flail* Do try not to bleed out on the way there. *leaves to lick her wounds in peace*
Flail: *roars and snaps at Sierra, but makes no more moves towards her, turning to nuzzle Rahal and help him to the infirmary a slow step at a time*
Juan: *finally tracked down half of the participants* You guys will do just fine. *writing a few things on his cool clip board*
Rahal: *dressed in his more formal battle gear, Flail sitting off the side to watch and not overly worried* I am sorry this has taken so long, Sir Juan.
Sierra: *perched on a nearby fence* My apologies as well. I have been...distracted of late.
Juan: You can both make it up to me by putting on a good show. So, I guess we're ready then?
Rahal: *smiles and bows to Sierra* Lady Sierra, I must also apologize to you. One must never keep a lady waiting.
Sierra: Ready enough. *hops off the fence* I hope this fight won't disappoint, Rahal.
Rahal: I shall try, Lady Seirra. *bows again and draws his sword and gets into ready position*
Juan: *scrunches his face* ... This isn't a date, you two. Fight! *suddenly blows whistle*
Rahal: *comes in with a light thrust-side combo to test Seirra
Sierra: *sidesteps it quite easily* Really, darling, you're going to have to do better than that. *flicks her wrist and her claws flash, slicing at him*
Sierra: *unlike Rahal, has no intention of holding back, snapping her claws at his face*
Rahal: *instictively raises his arm to guard his face and grunts her claws dig deep and his tunic is soiled with blood - Flail snorts, raising her head in mild alarm on the side lines*
Juan: *beginning to think that he should have banned claws, judging from the last two matches*
Rahal: *ignores the pain and immediatley comes in for a cross-pattern swing - not holding back this time*
Sierra: *backs up, but not quite quickly enough, blood on her hand* Ouch. *shakes it vigorously*
Sierra: *darts inside Rahal's guard, going to get revenge for her TRAGICALLY AND DRAMATICALLY WOUNDED HAND, slashing at his arms*
Rahal: *cries out in alarm at her sheer speed and takes the slash across his sword arm, damnit, leaping back*
Juan: You guys are doing good. *very entertained!*
Rahal: *has soon as he lands he surges forward, thrusting his katana high and at Sierra's arms*
Sierra: *didn't back off from her attack as fast as she should have and receives a slash across her arm to match the cut on her hand, hissing in pain*
Sierra: *her irritation gets the best of her, and she takes a rather reckless swipe at Rahal*
Rahal: *dodges and turns his sword on the hilt, aiming for where her kidneys would be to do a hilt-jab*
Sierra: *suffers only a glancing blow, but that still hurts and leaves her somewhat out of breath*
Rahal: *goes for her arms again in a straight on lunge for the upper arm, hoping to disable*
Sierra: *blocks the blow with her left arm, getting slashed there, so neither arm is fully disabled, but neither is feeling amazing, either*
Sierra: Sorry, darling, but I'm afraid I'm getting a bit bored with this. *flares her claws once more, totally done with this fight, going after Rahal's injured sword arm again with a vengeance*
Rahal: *the attack catches him deep cause he can't beat that vampiric show of force, and he jumps back afterwards, signaling surrender by tossing his sword away*
Juan: W-wow. *fumbles with his whistle before blowing it quickly* That's enough.
Rahal: *rises, clutching his arm and attempts to bow as Flail rushes over and worriedly nuzzles/licks his wounds, whining in a sort of high pitched tune*
Sierra: *withdraws, licking her own wounds* You fought well enough, darling. *mmm, blood...so hungry....*
Rahal: Thank you, Lady Sierra. You were.. ah... quite good... *touches Flail reassuringly*
Juan: .....This.. is not a pretty sight.... *gets the hell OUT OF HERE, maybe calling a doctor or something*
Rahal: Now, if ... you'll excuse me... I think I should find the infirmary. *manages to whistle and Flail squats so Rahal can get a grip on Flail's shoulder and get to the infirmary*
Flail: *glares at Sierra and snarls*
Sierra: *blows a kiss at Flail* Do try not to bleed out on the way there. *leaves to lick her wounds in peace*
Flail: *roars and snaps at Sierra, but makes no more moves towards her, turning to nuzzle Rahal and help him to the infirmary a slow step at a time*