WHO: Herakles and Moon
WHEN: May 20th, evening
WHERE: Some shady old boxing arena
WHAT: Half naked men rolling about covered in oil in front of an audience? Definitely relevant to his interests Herakles goes to see Turkish wrestling on a whim, knowing what to expect. Moon might be more surprised.
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Besides, he was a bit curious on how this Turkish wrestling was like. Even though his mother was part Turkish, he hadn't really studied the culture THAT much.
Now he was sitting near the end, watching the rink, wondering what would go down tonight.... Would anyone break anything? Like a jaw.... Or a leg or arm?
The first match was starting, two men facing each other. After a few minutes, Moon raised an eyebrow.
Oil?
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"Uh.. Yeah.." he nodded at the other's question.
"...What's with the oil? Is it to make it more challenging?"
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"Yeah, pretty much," he answered calmly. He leaned a bit closer to the other man, supposedly so he could be heard better, though the audience wasn't really being that noisy. "You see the kisbet... those leather trousers? The aim of the game is to gain a firm hold on the opponent, which is best done by getting your hand in their pants. So to say," he explained, voice not revealing even a bit of his amusement, mostly from watching the other man's reactions. This was even more fun than the actual match!
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