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The sickly alchemist was quite astonished as the already loud sounds of the crowd were replaced with the even louder ones from the very... elaborately dressed commentator, though thankfully not as much by his more subdued brother. The poor parasitic abomination wasn't quite sure if all this flash, fanfare and bright colours terrified or excited his curious mind. he was never the less quite enraptured by the display and fancy costumes. What sort of person was this odd bunny-eared 'fregar Menta' character? Why were people booing such an amusing looking person? Was he magic and did his feet bring good luck? There were so many questions (even if some were just plain silly). As long as he didn't think to hard about his nervousness it was all fine and dandy.

"Mmm, what a pleasant serotonin response, this whole business is already quite thrilling- oh, excuse me please" Wagner commented, moving into the indicated row and sitting himself down between Dendrobis and Jien, thinking it a good idea to separate them for the moment.

*The mint woman raises an eyebrow, amused by Sara's response* "¿Oh? Interesting." *The woman does a small curtsy* "Señorita Soto. You're not what I was expecting. That resolution of yours...let's see if your Boxador Vasallo can live up to it."

((Sara apparently has two friendly nemeses now. xd ))

*A monochrome-clad woman enters the ring. She exudes a stern confidence and authority. She has a strange large-eyed lemur as her Nagual. Ever watching, not missing a detail. Very fitting for a referee. and stands between the two groups.*



"Mi título is La Árbitra, and my judgment is law within El Hexágono Menor. I'm here to make sure this competition is a fair one." *she motions to the red and blue corners.* "We're about to begin. Segundos and Las Señoritas de Pilar out, por favor."



*Señor Zanja turns to Menta as he leaves.* "I suppose you'll go with your usual style, mi sobrino. Just win this one."


"OK tío...erm...OK gerente." *Menta nods to his uncle...erm...manager. He turns to his Lady of Faith and rests on one knee, looking up at her.* "I dedicate today's bout to you, Señorita Colada."


“Yeah, whatever.” *She has a combination of resigned apathy and what’s left of her shame. She is about to leave the ring, but turns back to stakes her seat in the front row near the blue corner.*




*walks up to El Temblor Verde* “¿So you’re today’s prey? Even this rabbit has fangs, so you’d better be ready."

*Verde tips his hat to the peppermint pugilist.* “I intend to give it my all, for queen, country, and Señorita Sara Soto."

*He was impressed. Sara had come a long way. She stood resolute, in front of all of these people. It's funny to think this is the same person who was afraid of fainting when performing in front of other people.*




"Oh? This one appears to have adopted a gentry persona. This should be interesting.” *Señor Zanja takes his spot next to the ring.*



*La Árbitra pulls out a microphone and turns it on.* “This is an officially sanctioned Primario Boxa Libre Asociación de Reglamentos Minor Circuit match. The first to win by knock out, ring out, or by decision before the end of 5 rounds will be declared the winner.

Fight in honor Los Tres Caballeros del Halcón Jaguares and for the grace of Her Majesty. May the wind of the Divine Quetzagriffon guide your strikes. Touch gloves and we'll begin."

*Verde extends his arm, his glove awaiting the returning gesture.*

*Menta extends his arm...to reach past Verde's glove and snags La Árbitra 's microphone.*




"Take a look at this niño. 'El Temblor Verde'. ¿What kind of a persona is that? ¿Are you supposed to be a gentleman, or are you a force of nature? What exactly does a green quake look like anyway? What a joke." *he makes a thumbs-down with his free glove* "Someone like you who has no clear identity, or even a Nagual of their own, does not EVEN have the slightest chance of beating me."


*La Árbitra takes the microphone back and gives El Fregar Menta a piercing gaze.* "Silencio. Touch gloves now or be docked for unsportsman-like conduct."

*Verde looks annoyed for a moment, but simply adjusts his monocle before turning to the referee* "El micrófono, por favor."

*La Árbitra nods and hands it to Verde.*

"It's true that my Nagual has not awakened yet. It's true that the world of Boxa Libre has not seen what a green quake looks like, but I assure you....that's why I'm here today. Whether or not a green quake is enough to topple a rabbit has yet to be determined. I intend to find out."

Menta quickly touches Verde's gloves and steps back, without another word. As Verde returns the microphone, the crowd's boos at Menta shift to applause for Verde, who simply tips his hat to the crowd.*


"You heard it here first, folks! It's so on right now!"



*Min smirks.* "A common misconception is that El Fregar Menta is Rudo. He is a Técnico, believe it or not. Although..."


"That green guy is dapper as fu...."

*Min quickly takes Mac's microphone efore he can finish that sentence.*


*a screen lights up two vignettes: one of El Temblor Verde and one of El Fregar Menta. In between the two photos is a large "VS" that splits the screen. beneath the vignettes says: :La Ronda 1 - 3:00.

Jien does not so much sit as he floats slightly above his seat. He leans forward so that he can sign at Dendrobis despite Wagner being between them.

[[It appears as though you are trying to make an analogy, would you like assistance with that?]]

((MS Word references ftw))

[[Your parental unit wears Norton Anti-Virus software]]

((aka. yo mama wears combat boots))

And there was that competitive back-talk again. At least Sara and Verde were well mannered enough not to respond with such distasteful remarks! Kyrie was proud of the both of them for that! Dendrobis on the other hand…

…well…the dragoness wouldn’t fault her for it. She smirked from behind her lacy black fan…because really, Kyrie wanted to give the whole…team…? Well, she wanted to give them a piece of her mind. But…manners. She tended to mind her manners more often than not; except for when it counts.

Oh my…Jien and Dendrobis start up at it again…with analogies that she doesn’t quite comprehend…still. She stifles her chuckles…wait…wasn’t Berkana Jien’s…parent…of some sort? “Um…perhaps you two should save the insults for the…um…rabbit looking fellow up there.” She suggested with another wave of her closed fan towards Menta.

((Loving the banter omg))

Sara gave a wide smile to the mint woman and gave a curtsy back. She would let her have the last word for this conversation. She quickly was distracted by the wide eyed lemur and the referee. Seriously, the lemur was cute! Sara smiled, glad this fight would be fair according to the ref and turned to give a reassuring smile to Verde.

Sara noted that the mint woman wasn't very happy over the match being dedicated to her, and felt a little sorry for Menta. Even if he was rude, he was still dedicating his work to her.

Sara tried to refocus on Verde when he claimed to give his all to his queen, country, and for her. Sara gave a blushed smile as she said very softly, "Thank you Verde."

Sara was starting to become very aware of the audience now that she was blushing. Before she had been focused on the introductions and Verde that she was able to ignore it. Now it was getting harder. Sara stepped back looking for her cue to get out of the way and to sit down so the match could officially start. When Mental gave his low blow to Verde, Sara frowned. However Verde's response was given quite well. Sara began to smile again.

Shadow was still rather scared by the booming voices and stuck close to Sara but now turned to look at the moat. Why was no one swimming in the water? It was warm enough to swim and people were all gathered around it too.

“And do not get me started on the variety of heels that I have come across since moving to your realm! Those…stilettoes…? I am unsure how anyone does not break an ankle walking in those! Give me a thicker, sturdier he-“ And then Berkana shot up and started cheering Verde!!! Her green eyes were wide, yet excited and happy to see her friend get into the sport. A side glance revealed that others were perhaps not so agreeable about her friend’s demeanor…but they could go shove it up their up-tight asses! “SHOW THEM WHO’S BOSS, VERDE!!!” She responded in turn, having her the phrase used before on a television show she watched…once.

Girl’s gotta have her friend’s back, after all!