The full seasonal event can be read here! Below are the main seasonal items for quick reference:
1. A thread reacting to the season's weather in some ways.
2. A thread in the part of the city your character doesn't live in!
3. A thread relating to your vocation.
Of The Season
Quote
"Tell Dr. Nate that Gale sent you, and he still owes me for the mushrooms. Except that it takes you a while to reach the clinic, and by the time you do your fever is spiking, and so instead of the requisite message you instead tell the poor soul who greets you that 'A gale'a m'shrooms sent me cus'a my hands.'" - Zephyr in Oh help me, please doctor, I'm damaged
The second grouping is a pairing of @Mallorie and @Kyrie. The same goes for the first group, the crowd splitting this one off from the other two as a person stands in the middle to signify the beginning. The second they slip out, the round begins with a cheer from the crowd of rowdy Drenchers.
ROUND ONE, whoever posts first gets to start us off with the post order!
At the bottom of your post, please put a short recap of what your character does and whether it's an attack or defense!
Breathe silently, make the ghostly voice surrender.
Mallorie tried to ignore the spectators and focus on what was in front of her, doing her best to size Kyrie up with the little time she had once the match started. She gathered that the other woman wasn’t to be underestimated (not least because she was here, now, at the fight) and steeled herself before approaching with caution, fists up and arms positioned defensively.
She might have been a bit out of practise, but Mallorie remembered the dance all the same; she could lead, or she could follow, and frankly she’d had enough of being led. With no visible weapons on her person - besides her actual person - Kyrie presented Mallorie a chance to test her limits, and try a new approach.
Taking a breath, Mallorie charged forwards and threw a punch at her opponent - equally invested in landing the blow as she was in seeing what the other woman would do.
take a breath 'cause she's gonna pull you down step in a little closer
Sometime between announcing the match ups and facing the other woman within the rowdy ring of human flesh, Kyrie’s slid the aforementioned accoutrement onto her person: blades that snap on to the toes and heels of her shoes and knuckle rings with spikes on each circle for her hands. Quietly sizing the other up, the Bravlet also notices that her opponent doesn’t seem to have any weapons on her. Which could mean any number of things, including that she’s about to get her ass kicked by some powerful unbound mage, which makes her shift a little on her toes, trying to hide the sudden jolt of performance anxiety.
Drenchers. So uncouthly unpredictable.
Channeling that energy into a little bouncy shift from side to side, Kyrie crouches, trying to make herself a smaller target. So when the woman charges forward with a punch, she drops to the ground and attempts to knock her opponent’s legs out from underneath her with a swift, sweeping kick at ankle height.
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Kyrie drops to the ground and tries to kick Mallorie's feet out from underneath her. She is wearing some fun toe blades at the tips of her shoes, too.
Breathe silently, make the ghostly voice surrender.
Mallorie feels her punch glance off and knows she’s bottled it - rushing in was perhaps not the best idea.
She’s processing that thought when Kyrie’s sharp shoe connects, and the pain runs up through her body like electricity to interrupt any thought beyond “fucking ow”. The blow knocks her off her feet and she thinks she hears a crunch before she hits the ground; instinct kicks in though, and she knows she needs to move, lest a kick connect with her head.
Adrenaline coursing through her, fully aware her leg is going to need medical attention later (and that she’ll be feeling it for quite some time), Mallorie rolls to the side and onto her hands and knees. Rather than dragging herself upright, she instead focuses her strength into launching herself at Kyrie in a messy tackle, trying to put as much of her own weight and momentum into colliding with the other woman as possible while she's still relatively low to the ground.
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Mallorie gets up (for a certain definition of “up”), and attempts to tackle/body slam into Kyrie.
take a breath 'cause she's gonna pull you down step in a little closer
There’s nothing like the sweet, sweet sound of an opponent thudding roughly to the ground. It’s more or less Kyrie’s signature move, but all of her spar-partners up above are well aware of now and block it more easily than she’d like; the chance to reprise some of her here-unknown greatest hits is electrifying, and there’s no keeping the satisfied, haughty smirk from her face.
Though the two women are well-matched in height, the Bravlet has no desire to let this get into a grappling match if she can help it. Once her sweeping leg is back under her, she pushes herself up from the dirt like a spring-loaded trap, bouncing up in an effort to keep herself upright and at the advantage. Her shoulder might have a bruise from where the punch glanced off, but for now it’s no matter. Instead, she tries to get around to Mallorie’s back and aim another, toe-led, slicey-dicey powerful kick at her kidneys.
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While Mallorie is on the ground, Kyrie springs up to try and stay on her feet. She then tries get around to Mallorie's back side and aim a toe-blade kick at her kidneys.
Both Mallorie and Kyrie get up successfully.
Kyrie aims a bladed kick towards Mallories back and hits, dealing 8hp damage.
Mallorie is at 0hp and has been kicked out of the tournament! She still gets credit for posting in a tournament thread and will get the participant reward at the end. It is up to you how injured she is - the Drench has some dodgy but very reliable doctors at hand.
Kyrie, please wait for your next match up.
Both participants may do another post if they wish. Thread will be archived in a few days.
