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 Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 1:51 pm
 Oh, Jua was looking forward to this. When his best friend/rival/buddy Iroh had suggested that they finally really put their skills to the test and try sparring... It just sounded way too good to pass up on! He couldn't believe he hadn't thought of it earlier. Even though the two of them did tend to, on occasion disagree over things... He really did think of Iroh as his friend. But that didn't mean he wasn't really genuinly looking forward to fighting him.
They'd do this for real. He was sure that Iroh wouldn't hold back, after all, how fun would that really be? He was almost a soldier for real... no matter what Azula told him, which usually qualified as something... unpleasent about his fighting style. But who cared what she thought of him, really? He just wanted to get in an all out fight to find out what kind of person he was! How could you know who you were, until you'd fought for your life?
Well, he'd been in scuffles before, but nothing huge. This, this would be a big deal. He had known Iroh for ages, and he knew his fighting style as well as the other lion knew his. So this was bound to be epic, no matter what way you looked at it.
Maybe not as epic as it was shaping up to be in his head... but hell, it would be a good time.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 2:09 pm
 Iroh padded his way to meet his good friend to test their skills against one another. He wasn't nervous, because he didn't think it was a competition of any kind. They were both looking to find out how good they were, not if they were better than one another. Or at least that was how he imagined it. He wasn't much of a competitive spirit, though. He would take it as a learning experience, and he would have fun with it, though he would be as serious as their agreement dictated.
He was confident he could do all those things easily.
Soon enough he spotted the black and red lion in the distance, recognizing the stripes and the mop of white hair from their numerous encounters. From poetry to battles! He was thankful to have a friend like Jua, who could also work as his rival and encouraged him to be the best he could, in physical and mental capacities. He padded up, calling a greeting before stopping at a bit of a distance.
"Hello, Jua! Are you ready to just begin?" He already found himself getting into a fighting posture, though he was smiling as jovially as ever.
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demonstration_evil generated a random number between
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2!
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 2:44 pm
Jua grinned at his friend, nodding his head and smiling, "I am ready for what could be the battle that changes our lives! This is it Iroh, the time for talk is over, for the time being, we shall be rivals instead of friends!" Yes, he had prepared a speech for this. Why, he wasn't entirely sure, but he had been looking forward to it. And actually been a little bored the night before, so he had it all written down in the sand outside his parent's den. Not that he would say that.
"Today is the day we begin our lives as men! As true warriors of the firekin who shall fight for all that we believe in and love!" He hoped this sounded alright. He had wanted something epic to mark the occasion of their first real fight. After all, they has basically been friends since they were cubs. So this was important. And they were rivals, but only in the way that they were friends who drove each other to be better.
He really should have been saying that instead of thinking it. How silly of him. "Today, Iroh, let us begin this battle as friends! Let us end it as friends as well. But from this point forward, we are rivals. Now, begin the fight-!" And he had actually intended to say more after that... but he didn't quite get around to it due to an unexpected interuption.
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Lithiasaur generated a random number between
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 4:52 pm
Move: Hit
Iroh grinned excitedly. He hadn't expected himself to be so eager! He was not much for fighting, in theory, anyway. He had always trained with the idea that to be strong he needed a strong body, as well as a strong mind. The focus on fighting, on training, had always been important to him. But here he was, in his first real, for all intents and purposes anyway, match. He knew he was safe with his friend, but they had both agreed to go harder on each other than any scuffle. And now he was feeling the adrenaline of that promise.
He was, after all, a lion. And not just any lion. He was a Firekin.
Feeling a bit rude, he realized he hadn't been listening to his friends monologue. Frowning apologetically, he opened his mouth to confess to his spacing out, but heard three words that stopped him.
Begin the fight!
Iroh did just that, bouncing forward and landing a hard smack to Jua's muzzle with his big heavy paw.
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demonstration_evil generated a random number between
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 4:59 pm
Jua stood still for a moment, before abruptly taking a swing at Iroh, "OW! What the hell was that for!? I wasn't done yet!" He told Iroh, feeling a little annoyed that his friend had completely interupted him. He had been on a roll.
"I was trying to give a speech! About friendship and... I don't know, saving the innocent little cubs and kittens in the world and all that good stuff." He tried to exlain, but he had lost his speech almost entirely in that moment. And almost equally annoying, he had missed Iroh with his return swing.
"Seriously Iroh, could you try and pay more attention? Seriously." He repeated himself rubbing his nose. At least it wasn't bleeding, then he'd be quite sincerely pissed.
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Lithiasaur generated a random number between
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 5:00 pm
Move: Bide
Iroh blinked in confusion, pulling his head back more in concern than a pressing need to dodge an attack. He was more surprised, then, when Jua's paw flew passed, harmlessly swatting at air. He stepped back, frowning really apologetically now.
"I'm sorry, I have to tell you that I kind of spaced out, thinking about the fight and all. And I missed your speech, but then I heard the last few words and I thought you had said to start the fight so... I did. On impulse. I'm sorry! I'll wait now, I promise."
He backed up a bit, standing at the ready, but with his ears and tail low in an almost submissive stance. He would definitely wait for Jua's next move before trying to attack again: then he would know for SURE that the fight was on.
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demonstration_evil generated a random number between
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2!
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 5:02 pm
Jua sighed, "I can't believe you missed my speech because you were daydreaming. Iroh, come on. I spent all night trying to come up with that one. Oh man... okay, fine then."
He nodded his head, backing himself up, "Okay. Let's do this for real then! I'm ready when you are! FIGHT!" He said, roaring on the last note so that Iroh would know he actually meant it this time.
No more flipping false starts.
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Lithiasaur generated a random number between
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 5:03 pm
Move: Miss
“I really am sorry, though!” Iroh emphasized, meaning every word. He sighed, shaking his head and shrugging his shoulders. No real harm done, right? He knew he had been in the wrong, having let himself literally ignore his friend in what was clearly a triumphant moment. He’d have to make up for it somehow, after, “how about you tell it to me when we’re done, if you still want to? I mean. If I’m not too beaten up!” He laughed at his own joke, though it was at his own expense.
Shaking his head, he grew serious again. Digging his paws into the earth, he waited to hear the clear ‘go’. It only fueled his excitement when the other lion roared the start of the fight. Iroh roared back, leaping into a charge and running at the other young Firekin at top speed. He closed his eyes for a moment to keep the sand out as he charged.
Grit determination on his face, he barreled forward. He felt the whoosh of the air as it whipped by him. And then more of it. Too much. Opening his eyes, he looked back. Where had Jua gone? He had run way too far, missing his target completely.
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demonstration_evil generated a random number between
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1!
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 5:03 pm
Jua felt something... oddly similar. As he soared through the air, he glanced over his shoulder trying to figure out exactly where Iroh had gone.. but he couldn't see the white lion.
He skidded across the ground, looking around wildly, until his eyes fell on the other lion. There he was, looking just as confused as he was. How had they managed to, not just miss each other, but COMPLETELY miss each other?
Turning around as fast as he could, he glared at Iroh, but said nothing for the moment. An idea struck his head. Or rather, an idea about his head struck him. He lowered himself down and got ready to run... because this was going to take everything he had!
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 5:05 pm
Move: Hit
Iroh caught sight of the black lion and frowned thoughtfully. Well that hadn't been quite as epic as he had imagined. Or at least, not in a 'spectacular battle' kind of way. If this was the extent of their skills, he thought almost ruefully, they were both in need of a lot more training. A sudden smile crossed his face, though, and he shook off the bitterness. There was nothing wrong with them!
This was their first fight. Of course there were a few blips. Blinking, he noticed the other lion change his posture, not recognizing the attack pattern but knowing from the placement of his feet that he was about to charge.
Iroh had an idea.
Lowering his head, though making sure he was on target this time, Iroh charged toward Jua abruptly, springing into motion and racing toward him. He brought his head back down and, though the run was much shorter than he had anticipated and he didn't know why right away, smashed his head into Jua's. It was one hell of a forceful headbutt.
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demonstration_evil generated a random number between
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 5:06 pm
Jua saw what he was doing, and lowered his head, running straight towards Iroh. He wouldn't miss this time, he was positive of that! He rammed forward, and with a sharp VERY adudible crack, his head met Iroh's with a colision that they could probably hear all over the pride.
He felt his eyes roll back in his head as he fell to the side, gripping his forehead and moaning, "OW!" He declared, gripping his head in both his paws, "What is your head made of Iroh?! Rock!?" He demanded, rolling over and moaning.
"Seriously... SERIOUSLY." Was all he could think to say after that. He had never BEEN in that much pain. Iroh had to be made of rock. There was no other explanation. And his parents called him hardheaded? Yeah right! He couldn't believe this. All of his training felt useless, all because he had lost to a headbutt.
He had been in a few scuffles before... but he would have to declare that this was the stupidest one ever.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 5:06 pm
Move: Bide
Iroh felt like his head had just met a solid rock wall, like he had never even seen before, let alone run headlong into. It was a brand new kind of pain, and he was almost worried that the stars that suddenly burst in front of his eyes would stay there forever. He sat down heavily, though he was still mostly on his feet, his body feeling like it was made of jelly or cactus water. Shaking his head, an action that did absolutely nothing to help clear his head, he turned toward the sounds his sparring partner, if they could really call this a sparring match, was making.
They almost sounded like words.
Blinking, he stood, turning and wondering if there would be more fighting. He looked down and saw Jua rolling around and complaining. The words became clearer and so did Iroh’s vision. His head still hurt a great deal more than he would have liked, though. Blinking again, though every time he did it seemed to make everything hurt even more, he grinned despite himself.
“If my head is made of rock, yours has to be made of something I’ve never even seen before. Something a lot stronger!” It wasn’t the best come back, but really, his mind was a bit foggy. “Hey, did I win?”
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 8:31 pm
Jua tried to stand up, but instead just wound up wandering to the side a few steps and then falling over again. "Yeah, right, then how come I'm the one falling over...?" He mumbled, stumbling around and trying his best to get stable footing. He couldn't believe he had lost in such a stupid way! In such a stuid fight, actually. In fact, this whole idea suddenly struck him as being way too dumb for words.
"Fine... fine, you win... just help me get some water, I'm going to have a bump on my head the size of both our fathers combined after this." He mumbled, settling down and covering his head with his paws, "Iroh... I think that was probably the stupidest thing we've ever done. But if you ever want to knock an enemy out cold... I think that's probably a really good way to go about doing it."
Jua finally stood up, leaning a little on his friend, "Seriously... never again... next time we spar... paws only. No headbutting... headbutting is officially out... I can't believe this. We were supposed to look cool when we did this, not like two idiots smashing their heads into..." He blew his mane out of his face, "rock walls. Or whatever's harder than a rock wall."
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 8:46 pm
(Iroh: 11 - Jua: 9)
"I'm too round to fall over," Iroh said with a big grin, though he winced and one ear drooped, "I just sort of wobble."
He laughed a little, then decided to lower himself to a more restful position next to Jua. Maybe he would just wait for the world to stop spinning before he headed for home. This didn't feel like much of a victory, though he did learn a lot. They needed to work a bit more on actually fighting. The difference between play and battle was now startlingly clear. He nodded slowly, carefully.
"That was kind of dumb. I'm glad no one was around to see it. Definitely out of any future matches. My head can only take one of those, and that was it," he said, laughing, "two idiots smashing their heads into each other. That's what we looked like. And what we are, really, but hey! Now we're aware of some very important facts. Like my head is really hard, and yours is, I guess, slightly less so. But still hurts."
He stood to join Jua, supporting him as much as he was taking the support.
"Let's... go find water..."
End!
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