012 - [video]
[When the feed starts, the lighting is pretty terrible, and it's difficult to tell if it's even proper video. Sounds just include a lot of yelling, some of it cursing, some of it chanting. It seems like a poorly lit sporting event, and once the video properly focuses, that's precisely what it is. Some may recognize the interior of the Knot-A Fight Club, and the flickering factory lights are about as effective as always. The crowd is largely indistinguishable, but the dirty floor of the fighting ring sticks out the most, where a fight is in full swing.
One might wonder why Sherlock would choose to film this, until it becomes clear that he's one of the shoeless, shirtless fighters. Someone on the sidelines snatched his NV from his jacket and started recording. His opponent is a man not quite as tall, but had at least forty pounds on him. That seems to be the deciding factor at first, as a well aimed punch to the face floors Sherlock. Still, he refuses to tap out, and the exasperation and rage on his opponent's battled face shows that this has been going on for a while before the video started up. As he struggles to get up, the other fighter moves to stomp his knees into the cement floor. Lashing like a whip, Sherlock reveals his feint and tries a sweeping kick to turn the tables. The other man loses his balance, but doesn't fall. Close enough. Sherlock scrambles to his feet, and with all his weight behind it, slams a clean upper cut into the bulky man's jaw. The opposition now totally stunned, Sherlock goes in for the kill, jabbing a sharp elbow into the man's ribs and knocking him over completely. This whole time, if one was paying close attention, they could see Sherlock grinning.
The ref who doubled as a Void (because phasing through opponents would just be boring) for the fight pronounces Sherlock the winner by KO, which seems to cause a bit of an upset. It's obvious he'd been the dark horse bet. After collecting his winnings, Sherlock is quick in retrieving his NV from a fellow stammering about promotional footage.]
Yes, thank you. [Tone dismissive as always, Sherlock drops the NV to his side until he reaches a bench to rest on. He has a black eye quickly forming while blood streams from his nose, which he casually snorts into a towel. In spite of this, Sherlock looks the closest to enthused some on the Network may ever see him.]
Nice of the port to offer up a rewarding pass time for a change, I suppose.
One might wonder why Sherlock would choose to film this, until it becomes clear that he's one of the shoeless, shirtless fighters. Someone on the sidelines snatched his NV from his jacket and started recording. His opponent is a man not quite as tall, but had at least forty pounds on him. That seems to be the deciding factor at first, as a well aimed punch to the face floors Sherlock. Still, he refuses to tap out, and the exasperation and rage on his opponent's battled face shows that this has been going on for a while before the video started up. As he struggles to get up, the other fighter moves to stomp his knees into the cement floor. Lashing like a whip, Sherlock reveals his feint and tries a sweeping kick to turn the tables. The other man loses his balance, but doesn't fall. Close enough. Sherlock scrambles to his feet, and with all his weight behind it, slams a clean upper cut into the bulky man's jaw. The opposition now totally stunned, Sherlock goes in for the kill, jabbing a sharp elbow into the man's ribs and knocking him over completely. This whole time, if one was paying close attention, they could see Sherlock grinning.
The ref who doubled as a Void (because phasing through opponents would just be boring) for the fight pronounces Sherlock the winner by KO, which seems to cause a bit of an upset. It's obvious he'd been the dark horse bet. After collecting his winnings, Sherlock is quick in retrieving his NV from a fellow stammering about promotional footage.]
Yes, thank you. [Tone dismissive as always, Sherlock drops the NV to his side until he reaches a bench to rest on. He has a black eye quickly forming while blood streams from his nose, which he casually snorts into a towel. In spite of this, Sherlock looks the closest to enthused some on the Network may ever see him.]
Nice of the port to offer up a rewarding pass time for a change, I suppose.