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In the stands Wagner found himself subconsciously bobbing his head in time with the music. He must admit, it was very uplifting, and he found his mood quickly changed from annoyance at the aggravatingly whiny rabbit-man to an upbeat excitement. Even the sickly scholar's usual tendency to question the source and purpose of every new fleeting emotion he came across seemed far from his mind, in favour of an indescribable urge to simply follow the innervating feeling through. 'Going with the flow' he'd heard it called, and though he had no idea what the flow was or in what direction he was meant to be going, it sounded appropriate to the situation.

"Bravo to both of you!" he called appreciatively towards Jien and Sara as they played on "Most surely with such a tune that spinning ne'er-do-well will have no chance, have at him sir!" he continued to encourage the green quake as he weathered the repetitive barrage.

It seemed Wagner was really getting quite into this, what an exciting time sport.

Kyre watches how Mentos Freshness…takes away the Freshness out of Mentos by repeating the same punch over and over again. Seriously?! Was someone just button mashing the video game controller now? “LAAAAAAAAAAAAME! SHOW US SOMETHING ORIGINAL, YOU BUTTON MASHER!” Is this really Kyrie…? How does she know what a button masher is?

GO DENDROBIS! Bat those pretty amphibious eyes and wiggle that little robotic tush! Get Team Hype some yummies to nosh on! Speaking of yummies…where are those Jalapeno Cheetos?!

The dragoness’s heals start tapping a bit to the tune, but she merely glances over to Sara and Jien…smiling quietly to herself. She knew the violinist was doing everything she could to drown out the crowd, so Kyrie would not impede that by showering her with compliments. For now…she would continue taunting Menta, sipping her water, stroking Shadow’s belly, and conversing with Berkana. “YOUR MOTHER WAS A HAMSTER! Would you like a sip of my water? Have a sip of my water. It is most refreshing, no…? That silly Mentos fellow is far from refreshing…is that not right, you cute little dumpling you?...YOUR FATHER SMELT OF ELDERBERRIES!...It is very different, but I find this much more agreeable.” She said with a nod to Berkana. "You are enjoying yourself as well, no? You sure seem like you are."

"I understand now." *he does quick bow* "I am glad that you enjoyed it." *he pauses* "¿...made of metal'? How does one do that exactly? I must admit I am ignorant in the ways of foreign lands...." sweatdrop



*Berkana falls out of her seat. She's shaking. At first glance, she looks like she might be in pain...but then she bursts out laughing.* "ha ha...b...button...mash...." *her sentence derails into giggles and tee-hees. She's literally rolling on the floor laughing.*



*The bard suddenly finds himself unable to continue. Not only has Señorita Soto and that weird piñata overtaken the crowd, but that woman in purple make-up has drawn quite a bit of attention. With that pink and white haired woman laughing, the crowd has completely left his side.*


"Oi. I'm paying you to keep the crowd's attention. Do something about this."




*The bard is hesitant for a moment...but proceeds anyway. He's not really feeling it.*

"S...sí jefe..."

*On the screen displays "Lunes Inspiración". It's as motivating as getting up for a job you hate on a Monday.*

*Dendrobis is a bit amused. She's never had to explain the concept of a robot to someone before. Instead of being condescending though, she holds out a blue metallic hand.*

If you touch my hand, you'll see that it's metal, not skin. I'm a person made of metal. Instead of organs like humans have, I have complex systems and machines. And since I'm a machine I can't eat those delicious pastries you sell, because I don't need food, so I can't taste or eat things. I can, however use liquids...but maybe I should stick away from alcohol. Do you think I could try one of those drinks that Berk...

*She starts to gesture to the pink magical scientist who is now rolling about on the floor in hysterics*

Er...one of those warm drinks you were selling earlier?

((Also, Tony had to reset his computer. Boooo!))

*Alberto goes wide-eyed as he touches the metal skin...erm...not skin.* "¿....so you are a máquina? ¿How can this be? You seem to think and feel..." *he loses his train of thought as he sees the woman rolling, laughing, and snorting on the floor hysterically. He turns back to Dendrobis. Given his expression, that's the far more surprising part of his day.* "...I suppose the world is vast indeed. I honestly am more surprised to see a lady act in such a fasion..." *He pulls a thermos from his pack and pours a cup of coffee for Dendrobis.* "Aquí estás." *he does not add any cream or sugar, as he's unsure how well that would...."digest"...*


*Mac finds himself distracted at the display of the yelling purple woman and the roflcopter of pink rolling around at la velocidad del sonido. He plugs his ears at the horrible playing from Menta's side as this happens.*

"¡Estupendo! ¡This is why I love Boxa Libre! ¡The fans are simply the best!"



*Min turns to Mac* "Mi hermano, you must keep your eyes on the match." *he turns to the microphone.* "It looks like El Fregar Menta is beginning to tire. Perhaps because of the influence of Señorita Soto and party. El Temblor Verde seems to have recovered completely as well."





"¡Dammit! ¿Why won't you let me Show You Ken? ¡Stop defending! ¡Mostrarle Ke.."


"¡¡¡EL TEMBLOR VERDE'S COUNTER!!!!"


*Verde's fist is shoving Menta's jaw to the right. An unexpected punch multiplies the damage, and this one looks like it hurts to begin with. 'How uncouth.' then the arm extends. A right hook counter punch. and Menta is knocked to the right while in mid-air. 'You won't escape this time.' Verde follows up by grabbing Menta's arm and throwing him into the nearest bounce pad. Menta flips, with his feet touching the pad, and begins bouncing in his normal pattern.*



"And here we are again. I'd say the only impressive thing about this is that he's fit enough to keep himself suspended in mid-air after using that other....technique...so much."


*Verde slams his fist together and carefully watches Menta again. He wasn't going to let himself fall for this attack again so easily. 'West, East, Southwest. West, North, Southeast. West...¡Now!' *Verde side steps and extends retracts his left arm. He swings upward and hits Menta right in the stomach as he's about to grab him.


"Buceo Con..GACK!" exclaim question *Menta flies upward, then lands on his feet...but he's staggering.*


"Quite impressive. Usually Técnicos Vuelan have an advantage over Técnicos Perforadas, due to having higher mobility...as we saw at the beginning of the round. Patience and courage was key here. El Temblor Certainly is an orthodox Perfora..."


"¡¡¡EL TEMBLOR VERDE IS AIRBORNE!!!"



"¿¡...que?!" *Min looks over to see Verde running and jumping towards a bounce pad, then he kicks off the pad and is grapples Menta mid-flight. As he spins himself around Menta, he declares an attack for the first time in this bout.* "¡¡Viento Temblor Doble!!" (Wind Quake Double)

*Mac is about to speak, but Min interrupts with his excitement.*


"¡¡TORNADO DDT!! ¡I've never seen it in person!" *Min is on the edge of his seat.*


*Mac scratches his head while he sits back down.* "I get the Tornado part. Why do they call it 'DDT'?"

*Verde shifts his weight and flips himself around Menta, pulling Menta off his feet. Menta's feet go straight upward and his face impacts the canvas. The force and momentum pull him upward on to his feet, where he falls right back down, face first.*


*Min puts a pair of sunglasses on over his goggles and says with crossed arms:* "Drop Dead Twice." *Somewhere, there was an explosion that Min did not just look at.*



*Mac speaks to Min off-microphone.* "¿...did you have those gafas de sol the entire time....?"


"¡Down!" *she declares Menta's knockdown and looks is about to see if any part of Verde's body is touching the canvas besides his feet. He looks like he's doing the limbo, and his back is centimeters from the canvas.*

*Verde struggles to maintain his posture '¿¡Was it too soon to use after all!? ¡Levántate! ¡¡¡Levántate!! ¡¡¡Levántate...!!!!' He tightens his core and pushes with everything he has to stand up without touching the floor. He reaches one arm up as he gets halfway there, but loses his balance and starts to fall.*


"TIME!" *the bell rings, signaling the end of the round.*



*Verde lets himself fall on his back, catching his breath. He promptly gets up and sees his opponent glaring at him.*

*Menta gets up, holding his head. He may have been saved by the bell, but he still suffered a knockdown. He glares at Verde before going back to the red corner.*

"Gracias a dios..."

*Verde returns to his corner and sits at his stool. He only has 60 seconds to recover, but he turns to his friends and smiles despite the fatigue.*

Sara was focused on playing the music and heard Jien join in to assist her. The sound of the guitar with the violin blended together quite well and when Jien began his rift off with the other bard, who wasn't playing as well as before, Sara allowed herself to play support to Jien. Jien was really good at playing the guitar!

Shadow was getting belly pets! Shadow was enjoying the attention from Kyrie even if she suddenly would shout occasionally. At first the sudden shouting would startle the little dragon, but with the cooing and pets, he stopped reacting to Kyrie's shouts and even the other loud outbursts around him.

Sara suddenly heard time being called and stopped playing. She looked over to Verde and hoped he was alright. His expression said he was alright, but he also looked tired. Understandably so, this is a rather active sport and there were a lot of acrobatic stunts in it based on what she heard before.

Shadow suddenly found himself airborne. If a baby dragon could have a more adorably confused face, Shadow was sporting it.

Wagner smiled back at Verde "Fantastic show my friend! Well fought, I dare say-" he managed to start before being completely overpowered by the super hyped Kyrie. Not that his own feelings did not follow mostly similar inclinations (save of course for the wanton tossing of undergarments), but the lady's vigour rather overpowered him. He'd never seen someone quite so excited, irrespective of how posh they outwardly appeared.

Wagner looked back from staring rather awkwardly at the dragoness. Instead of offering what would have been his words of encouragement, he simply nodded cheerfully in time with Kyrie's encouraging yells, thumbing towards her as she poured out her excitement, just for a little extra definition to her words.

When the yelling had subsided enough for him to edge in a few words, the amiable alchemist reached a hand into one of his many pockets and produced a small jar with a yellowing label reading 'Aqua Purus' "Might you wish to refresh your cellular functions with some deionised water?" he enquired, possibly the least efficient way of offering someone a drink "I also have in my possession many electrolytes should you wish" he added "I have seen on many adverts regarding fitness that these are very important, would you like the potassium hydroxide or perhaps the cupric sulphate?" the alchemist made it quite clear that despite his exceptional knowledge of chemistry, his human biology could most certainly use some work, but hey, at least the water wasn't toxic.