FIGHT CLUB #2 - Where actual stuff happens!

[kajidohsledge]

Characters: Smithy, whoever else comes
What: Fight Club! 2nd Meeting.
Where: Stadium
When: Backdated to Saturday, November 7th, around midday
Warnings: FIGHTAN.

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[badasscopters]

Fightiiiiiing! Goose was usually one to brush up on his skill commonly, including in the stadium, so this was no surprise. Heee wasn't a big fan of Smithy due to prejudicial robot reasons, but like heck would he miss this.

"Hey," He waved to the nearby 'bot dude.

[kajidohsledge]

Ah yes, he figured Goose would be here. Smithy recalled that he did fight quite a bit to his recollection.

He stopped hitting the sandbag, and turned to the man. "Glad you could make it, harrumph." He had a slight grin on his face. That was one down so far; how many more would show up?

[badasscopters]

"'Course I would," Goose bore a slight grin, as well, but nothing looking far too excited... for the most part. "So, when are we doin' this fightin' thing, huh? We're just trainin' today or are we all gonna spar?" He glanced around at the stadium and whatever people were around.

[kajidohsledge]

"I would guess training is in order until some more people come, and then if they wish to spar, so be it," replied Smithy, bearing a smirk of his own. "I'm quite interested to see some of the fighting styles the students and teachers use."

[snarksterpilot]

Nester, of course, showed up. Why? Well, he much preferred being inside and playing video games over fighting, but he was interested in the idea of training and showing off. Well, he mostly wanted to show off, that pompous brat.

Thus, he didn't even say hi to Goose or Smithy. He just went straight away and started zapping the Sandbag with his modded PES Zapper. Yep, it was an actual laser gun now. He thanked his flight club pals because he couldn't do that by himself.

[kajidohsledge]

And there was a kid that walked right past himself and Goose and didn't say a word. And he had a sort of... wasn't that thing a toy? Well, Smithy couldn't tell since he was too far away, but it certainly looked like it. Or at least, it looked like it used to be one.

Smithy decided to watch Nester zap the sandbag. How well could this kid fight?

[snarksterpilot]

Nester stopped zapping it and went in for the 'kill'. He slipped on his power gloves and put his fists triumphantly against his sides. "Now I'm fighting with POWER!"

With that, he began slamming it with punches. Just a little more of this and then he'd go show himself off to... Smitty or something? Whatever his name was.

[bulbmin_glutton]

Hojita was out exploring, not really having much to do today. She just so happened to go into the stadium today, wondering if the Pidgey that flew by at times would go by. She wanted to go to the top of the stands and bird-watch!

When she noticed the Sandbag and the three other people, though, she realized that something was going on. "Hiiiiii!"

[kajidohsledge]

And here came a little girl. Did Smithy ever meet her before? Perhaps, but he didn't remember.

"Come to watch, then, harrumph? This is the Fighting Club. If you wish you can join us for training and sparring."

[bulbmin_glutton]

"Really?! I don't wanna fight anyone!" Hoji commented. "But can I train?! What can I train with??"

[kajidohsledge]

"There is the Sandbag..." he pointed to the Sandbag. "There are also targets you can hit with melee weapons such as fists or weapons..." He pointed to the targets, including some with fences a short distance from them. "They can also be used to practice with bows and long-range weapons if you stand behind the fences."

[crescentpanels]

Selene trudged around outside, hefting her parasol over her head and holding her star stick (as usual) in her other. She wasn't really happy about having to go outside now to walk (during the DAY, argh), but she felt far too stuffy in that dorm room of hers now. She told Ryn of what she would do and left, heading in the direction of the stadium.

When she walked inside, she noticed the people there and the Sandbag. Huh? "Haha, what is this?~" Now she was very curious.

[kajidohsledge]

"Fight Club," came the monotonous reply from Smithy. Well, at least more people were coming. The robot kept a straight face as he continued, "Mostly meant for training and sparring, which is what this school should be about, but as there are not many classes on this, I decided to create the Fighting Club. You are, of course, free to join us if you wish, harrumph!"

[crescentpanels]

Selene liked the sound of this idea! "Ah, I do love the prospect of training, for fighting is my main defense mechanism," She prattled on, knowing very well how she used her fighting skill no matter how small to get by when bad times were afoot. "I would love to train with you all~"

[kajidohsledge]

"Very well then. There are places to train with all sorts of weaponry or even hands and feet, as well as the Sandbag... and the arenas for sparring. You can do whatever you wish."

[warpzonetrekker]

Shadow strode into the stadium with a duffel bag almost larger than his whole body slung over both shoulders. He was looking forward to getting some down and dirty fighting done today; had a lot on his mind, needed to get rid of some stress. He didn't think he'd need everything he was bringing with him, but it wouldn't hurt to be prepared.

He dropped the duffel bag when he got closer to where people were starting to gather, and gave it a swift kick, sending it flying towards the wall of the stadium where (he hoped) nobody would mess with his stuff.

[kajidohsledge]

So this must be the 'Shadow' that was speaking to him some time ago on his journal. "Hm, so you decided to show up, harrumph?"

[warpzonetrekker]

With a quick glance to the large metal man, Shadow nodded as he sized him up. "Yeah. You'd be Smithy, then?"

Looking around the stadium with another quick glance, he settled into a few stretches. "Gotta admit, this isn't... quite what I was expecting. But I guess we'll see."

[kajidohsledge]

"I would be interested to know what you were expecting, but that would be a conversation for another time," came Smithy's response. "I think you might like the sparring rings, at least - if you wish to hone your battle skills, you can find someone to fight."