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 Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 11:49 am
Aldren
Post: 4Maybe the offer seemed a little absurd, if she felt the need to joke about it. Aldren shot his Wind companion a sheepish look and scratched at the back of his head. Her commentary wasn't negative by any means, but it still seemed like he ought to take precaution not to overstep. Maybe she really didn't want foreign boys doing much of anything for her. An awkward, not-quite-right chuckle of a sound slipped out of him. "Well, I would do something like that, if it suited you, but ahh, if you'd rather..." He trailed off, golden gaze tipping down to peek at Zumei.
She seemed in a good mood, only teasing and certainly not upset by his offer, as he might've feared. A knot of tension relaxed in his gut, though, really, he should've expected as much. "Yes, I would," Aldren repeated more firmly. "Anything you like."
They walked a bit further, out of the throng of folks clustered around the arena and into the throng of folks clustered about the food stalls, music-makers and game set-ups. His grin returned in full. "Well, you've nothing to fear on that front. I've already done much more than I expected I'd ever get to. Honestly, I couldn't have imagined I'd ever come to Oba, at all. It's so..." He glanced to the sandy golden streets and the tall clay buildings and the great many dark skinned people mulling about. "Hot. It's very hot." He plucked at the loose, navy-toned fabric of his shirt. "I've never even worn short sleeves before this."
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 5:03 pm
Post 5
The grounds had nearly cleared out. Everything seemed quiet while the announcer made the call. It was time for the final rounds in the top tier of the tournament! Everyone was excited; the skill of the fighters was clear to see and it was only the best of the best that had made it to this point.
As the tournament continued, more and more of the losers were trickling back into the stalls and stands, their time was up. Some were bitter, but most just enjoyed the challenge.
Notes:
|| Feel free to continue RPing as usual. Contestants are allowed to continue RPing as well during the duration of their fight.
|| 7 posts will count as a req for growth as with all Metas, even with the open-ended style of this chapter.
|| Characters may post up to 2 times between Suhuba's posts.
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 8:15 pm
Shima post 5 Rather than leaping in and choosing her treat first she allowed her siblings to get first pick. Mostly because she hoped they would all choose something different and then they could all try a bite of each others. Jhana picked a floral one and Jerami something that looked like a glittery small animal. Now it was her turn, and honestly it all looked really good but she had no idea which one she wanted to choose for herself. Shima knew she would choose something different from her siblings and her eyes were drawn to little round rather plain looking sweet that were wrapped daintily with a small leaf. Picking out that one she inquired if she could eat the leaf and the vendor only gave a small laugh and shook their head. It was sticky but had a light dusting of something white on the outside. It was also very squishy. "OooooooOOOoooo I wonder what is in the middle of this?" Shima inquired outloud as she turned to face her siblings. "Shall we all take a bit at once? Then we can all try each others?" She hoped her plan would work, after all they had only brought so much money and she wanted to try a large variety of goodies.
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 8:28 pm
Takoda Post 4 Ah yes that was the name of the creature, though sensing that perhaps he had brought up painful memories he wished he hadn't brought up the past. He hated to make others upset even if it was accidental. "Ah...I am so sorry to hear that." Takoda managed to say sounding very sorry he had brought it up. "My name is Takoda.." The shifter introduced himself once asked, there was an awkward silence and he wondered if he should leave, he wasn't entirely sure how Nua felt about him now that he had brought up a painful memory. "I am sorry to have brought up sad memories."
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2016 10:17 am
Draven Post 5 Round two was in full swing, some already declared winners or losers. Draven himself had lost his first round match, but it was fun at the least. Stretching slightly, his body aching from the pounding her had received. As little the hits were, but it all added up over time. There were slight bruises on his arms and a couple hidden by his shirt. Slipping through the crowds, he managed to check on how Regale was. The large Janarim was still where he had left him. The beast raised its head and sniffed Draven over before settling down again. Convinced that the Janarim had behaved itself where he was, Draven headed back into the stands. Minding his tender areas, he managed to get back to where he had been sitting behind the smaller Water/Alk hybrid. Not even saying a thing for the moment, he wanted to know if anyone would notice, though he knew one thing would. Nile the Keldari, she would always know Draven's scent and come slithering to him, no matter where they were.
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2016 6:45 pm
Damissan
Post: 5Damissan blinked, and then beamed.
More than even ‘unusual’, open compliments were more or less unheard of, though the man had at least been somewhat more at ease as they spent more time in each other’s company. Still, he took the words for their full worth, thoroughly pleased with himself even with Xilarn’s reservations, and relaxed his posture.
“I’ve been touched many places,” he said, “and if you find me charming and refreshing…” His teeth flashed with a renewed grin. “You have good taste.” As Xilarn’s tone shifted, though, he tipped his head—and then snorted, grin shifting down to a more lopsided, amused look. “Should I thank you for preparing me? I—”
His eyebrows rose as Xilarn stood. He’d known he was leaving, of course, but there was a span of several moments as the man moved up and stepped away where Damissan’s attention continued to flit between him, his beast, and back. He opened his mouth.
“Xilarn…” He shook his head. “I will pray if—” Watch the mutt. Immediate, nervous and baffled heat swam for Damis’ face, and he staggered to stand. “Wait-wait, no you cannot just—Xilarn!”
The stands and crowds below were loud, though, already rapidly filling with more people and commotion as the next round of battles drew near, and Xilarn — well on his way — was likely out of earshot over the sound. If he wasn’t, he seemed to show no signs of paying Damis any mind regardless, and Damis gave a small, distempered grunt of a sound, followed by an uncertain glance towards the mutt. And then, he sat.
Poised.
Anxious.
He eyed the beast.
Gadot had, at least, never seemed seriously intent on wounding him. But how was he to predict his behavior when not in the presence of his master? Scuffing a foot along the dirt beneath it, Damis lowered his face into one hand, scrunching his eyes shut and rubbing at the lids briefly before releasing a huff of a breath and stretching back to prop on his elbows.
“Well,” he told the beast. “It seems he’s abandoned us both. God help us all, hm?”
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2016 7:10 pm
Masika Post 7She waited in her seat until she saw Draven making his way back. Of course Masika said nothing. The Keldari in her lap moved and she let it slither up to her shoulder where it's owner could see it. Or take it. She had watched his fight and knew that he'd lost. When she finally did turn her head to look at him she seemed to be searching him for any major injuries. "Be prepared. You know Muma is gonna wanna examine you to make sure nothing is broken." And Aisha help everyone if something was wrong with Draven. She cleared her throat and smiled at him, her voice feeling a bit hoarse from cheering. Since the young prentice knew that her adopted brother wouldn't like to be fussed over by her and her mother, she turned back around, trailing her fingers over Nile as she watched the fighters in the arena now.
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2016 7:17 pm
V'demhe Post 6
Even though she had been kept by healers she had managed to catch Draven's fight and even Eleina's. Dem was sure she even saw that other hybrid kid fighting. Not that she knew his name. So after the fight she moved back toward the stands where she could find her children. All of them.
It was Masika and Ziel that stood out the most since they were water hybrids with their own unique features. Then she noticed Draven sitting behind his sister. Her black eyes searched for Eleina next to see if she'd returned from her fight yet.
Once V'demhe reached the kids she gave Masika and Ziel a nod of approval. They'd not caused or attracted trouble which was good for her. "You two seem well behaved.." And then her gaze fell on Draven.
"You did very good out there. Now stand up so I can make sure nothing is out of place." Her hand made a motion that signaled for him to obey her words but it also made her wince since she was pulling on muscles that were injured. Already her bandages were turning red despite them being fresh. Not that she seemed to pay them any mind.
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2016 7:32 pm
Draven Post 6 Draven gave a grin as the younger water hybrid in head of him turned around and looked him over silently. Leaning back in his seat, glad to be sitting down for once after the match. Reaching out, Nile slithered from where she had been to Draven's hand and around his arm. Rough scales scratching across bruises that made the boy flinch a little. "Yea I know. But for right now I just want to sit and rest." he pointed out before Dem showed up almost out of no where. Welp there went his resting. "We can do that later Dem, I just got sat down. I would rest some."He looked the tall Alk over from where he sat stroking Nile's head as she laid over his shoulders again. Those Ruby eyes watching as well before she settled, her head resting on his chest. It seemed the common place she liked, safe as well. "Plus, it looks like you should be resting as well. Those bandages don't look good." Draven spotted the red tint starting to show on her bandages, before looking back up towards her face.
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2016 1:21 pm
Kauffpost four
As quickly as Xariy had beaten the Alkidike, the tables were turned against her. It was a shame, he supposed, as he would have liked to have seen her kick more a**, but even the mighty Oban had to fall at some point. Kauff waved in her direction, but as he turned away to grab another snack, his attention was stolen by something more immediately problematic. His food was gone. Or rather, it was... going.
A strikingly colored poscuta was stealing his cakes.
Lifting its questing snout as soon as the Wind noticed it, the creature clamped its teeth around the last remaining sugary curl of dough and disappeared beneath the stands.
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2016 2:06 pm
Dris'rynne
Post: 5Until he moved she didn't allow her gaze to stray away from Tes. There were games enough at this tournament for him to amuse himself with; acting out like this was just...just...infuriating. Dris'rynne could see little difference between him and the cocky, self absorbed Obans he jeered at. She'd wanted to think better of him than that, if only because as a former slave he should have been able to see their behavior as wrong, but maybe he was just as tainted as the rest of them.
It was only when he backed off that she turned her hardened gaze elsewhere. She couldn't pinpoint exactly why it bothered her that he did that, or why it felt as if a level of trust had been ruptured. "...Apology accepted," she grumbled. It was a truthless platitude, though who it was supposed to comfort was unclear at the moment.
Just when she looked back to him he popped off that toothless bit, and for a moment she was prepared to walk away. Then he caught himself, causing her right brow to raise. Why hold himself back now, of all times?
"You- there are people watching." Her whisper was anything, but. If anything it drew more attention to the pair than their earlier conversations ever could. Still scowling (more like grumpily frowning) Dris'rynne huff, kissed her index and pointer fingers, then placed them against Tes' lips. It wasn't what he wanted, but it was as good as the fish was going to get.
"If you win you might get the real thing. Depends on how good you fight; I have a reputation to uphold. Can't be seen kissing a loser." Of course she had no intention at all in giving him the real deal. Sure, he one once, but Tes was a horrid fighter so Dris'rynne had no doubt that he would lose his next match.
Her lips would stay safe.
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2016 2:26 pm
Xilarn
Post: 6Anything he 'could not just-' do was begging to be contradicted. And as Xilarn headed toward his second match, he decided it would never not be amusing to leave the two of them together. At least so long as Gadot still made Damissan uncomfortable. Which, admittedly, Xil was surprised it had lasted this long. How could anyone actually be afraid of giant balls of fluff with peppy swaying tails and goofy, unintelligent dog expressions?
Though Xil wasn't there to see it, the raptrix fixed Damis with just such a look once the older man was out of sight. He scooted across the ground, turning to face the young man fully and plastering himself to the earth. His tail twitched, and he shimmied closer expectantly.
Just because Xilarn would not take him festival exploring didn't mean this particular specimen would not. He edged closer still, close enough to touch his nose to Damis' boot and glanced up with what could only be described as wide, pleading puppy eyes. Adventuuuure, exploration, food, people. Gadot rustled his wings and rumbled out a low, rolling complaint about the two-leggers' continued insistence on remaining stationary.
Unfortunately for them, Xilarn did not see fit to return immediately after his second match. Since he had such a helpful and willing dogsitter, he decided his time would be better spent mingling around those actively engaging in the same event he was.
That or he was just interested in drawing out Damis' discomfort for as long as possible. Probably the latter.
It wasn't until after his third match that he decided to rejoin his younger companion in the stands. And by then, he clearly had enough reason to be smug and quite pleased with himself that he could let it show.
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2016 6:57 pm
Aqio Post 8 Aqio smiled as they started to walk. He looked around with a curious glance to all the different stalls present. Shifting so that the veil was covering his hair the water male smiled coyly to the other. "Well, shall we find something to eat?" He led the way...well, sort of. He walked alongside the oban male. "So...what sort of man is your teacher?" he was curious.
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2016 7:07 pm
Shesha Post 9 Shesha gave pause, cocking his head to one side as he heard it being called out that they were going into the final rounds of the top tier of the tournament. He found himself for a moment wondering who might come out on top but had to remind himself that he had agreed to go with Aqio for food. It wasn't as though he really had a chance at chatting up the winners since it was certain that they would be swarmed by fans once everything was over. As such he might as well just enjoy the various other things that the tournament had to offer, as well as enjoy the company of the little fish. Looking at Aqio again he gave him a smile and said, "I can't say for certain what sort of food we should get since tournament fair is likely to be different fro what I eat on a normal basis. We will have to look around and hope that there is something worth while that we can get for ourselves." He hoped that it wasn't all just over cooked, cheap, and dull but it might take a bit of searching on their part. He was sure they could find something worthwhile with a bit of time though, even if it ended up costing extra. Glancing over at Aqio he gave a sighing sound and said, "He's an annoying old man that seems to think ruffling my hair and patting me on the back is a good way of encouraging me." As though he were some sort of janarim pup!
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2016 7:22 pm
Aqio Post 9 The water male chuckled at the description. "Sounds a lot like my Caretaker when their in the middle of training." he swished one of the coin lined edges of his veil to secure it around his shoulders. The water male made a pretty sight. Aqio nodded as he spotted a stall where things looked simple. "How about there? Looks simple enough." He caught sight of his Caretaker as the male was on the arm of his Mentor. Smiling a little at their apparent joy he figured his Mentor did well in the tournament.
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