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Legend of Lunaria Captain
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 Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 7:20 pm
  SCENARIO
THE GREAT SHOWDOWN OF THREE DAYS PAST. WHO WILL WIN? POWER HOUSE YUE OR MANLY FISHER SAKN?
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Legend of Lunaria generated a random number between
1 and 11 ...
3!
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 7:21 pm
• [ THE OUTCOME OF THIS BATTLE: ] • Legion win.
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Legend of Lunaria Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 7:51 pm
Sakn often, during the next few days, wondered why he had said three days. Three whole days. Three boring days. After the first night of good rest and a day at sea, Sakn had felt like a new man. A new man more then ready to jump into the ring. Of course, now that he had set a date with Yue, there was no way he was going to scamper down to the bar to find her and change the time. For some reason, Sakngea felt like it would make him seem too eager, too excited. Like he actually cared about the spunky vintner-in-training and her opinion.
So the redhead waited, restless as a caged dog, those three miserable, long, grueling, chore-filled days. The night before they had planned to meet, Sakn nearly pummeled one of the younger boys at the docks, just because he had so much pent-up energy. Every day, all day(and night!) the fisherboy thought about that ring and all the crowd cheering his name. He thought about becoming a legend and being rich, and several times his fathers yelling spanned minutes before Sakngea realized he was daydreaming on the job.
So when the sun broke the stillness of the blue-grey morning sky, Sakn was already awake and dressed. His plan was to go into the city for the day, perhaps catch lunch and maybe see Xiu at the temples, then meet Yuyu for the fights once evening fell. He walked briskly towards the city, his bare feet wrapped a little more heavily as the fall air became winter chill, and even wore a shirt that actually managed to still have sleeves.
The day was less then exciting, if not nice. He harrassed Bai Fu at the temple while Xiu watched, and ate down at a small shop, but all day he kept his eyes on the time, and when the sun touched the horizon, and the city was painted in golds and reds, Sakn made a beeline for the black market. His first destination had been the Ichi-Koi, but realized that meeting up before they got to the ring might look suspicious. Instead he decided he would meet her at the ring.
The crowd was already growing, people chattering and talking, waiting for the first fighters to enter the ring. Sakn felt his stomach twisting and his heart pounding, and he thought he glimpsed Yue across the crowd. He squinted his eyes, and was reassured that it was her by the girlish figure and bright hair. Now was their time to shine! The redhead stepped out from the crowd and into the ring, and people cheered and jeered at him and he raised his hands, as if asking, ‘Who wants to try me?’.
“Com’on y’sissies!” he cried as people eyed him. They were obviously frightened of his manliness, of course. Not the fact that he was a lanky redheaded boy. Not even a man yet. No one expected him to be able to fight. “Y’all afraid!?” he taunted, putting on a show, waiting for Yue to make her move.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 7:56 pm
It had been difficult for Yue to contain her energy that first night, and although it didn’t really improve, while she was away from the fighting ring she allowed herself to feel as though the fights weren’t so fascinating. As if it hadn’t felt like the the world was spinning around her, the searing smell of blood and dirt and sweat. Really, forgetting how excited she had felt was the only way to proceed. If she didn’t, she would never make it through those three days. Three long days, filled with horrible things she could not quite forget.
Not entirely horrible, really. Just very unpleasant to Yue. For example, on the morning of the third day, someone from her othermother’s brewery had insisted on taking her along while they purchased fish for Yowai. It was barely after dawn, so cold that Yue had bundled herself up in what effectively was a large quilt tied together with a piece of rope. She pretended Chishio had made it for her, but it was precisely what it appeared: a blanket she had refused to leave behind, attached only by some spare bit of cord Chishio had intended to use to replace the one which supported the wooden bucket dipping into the well behind their home. That was how Yue exited her home: dressed in a giant blanket tied with a rope, shivering still, being escorted to the fishing piers. Yue gagged repeatedly even just standing on the wharf. She was not good with water, nor was she good with fish; someone nearby was cleaning a catch, and she almost excused herself to vomit behind some crates. However, when she got there, her stomach settled and she hid until she was certain that the fish had been obtained. That was where the desire to fight really struck her.
At that point, however, even the most mundane of tasks would have seemed appealing. Which meant that the promised fight held such crushing appeal she nearly ran home. She really wished that the last day, the day on which they had agreed to fight, wasn’t her day off. It would have been so easy to keep busy at the Ichi-Koi, but she was stuck pacing around the house, driving her othermother insane. Yowai finally kicked her out around mid-afternoon, and Yue spent the rest of the day stretching and trying to practice with her tekko, which she had set aside in favour of the meteor hammer quite some time ago. Not that she would use the tekko that night; it would be devastating, to combine her tekko with the bone-breaking style of melee combat she was trained in before. That was for enemies, not bets and prize-money.
Finally, after a combination of pacing, talking to herself, and making something which Yue felt looked like hand puppets, she wandered down to the stalls of weapons. Some of the booths had changed, Yue noticed, but the one with the monkeys was still there. How her heart ached, to go up to that golden monkey, and kidnap it-- Yue blinked at the monkey, and it chittered away, doing some kind of dance while tethered to its stand. Maybe not kidnap. Whatever the desire was, it was loving, surely. The booths occupied her attention, though she couldn’t help but gravitate towards the ring anyway, and when she heard Sakn’s voice, she perked right up. Showtime, Yue thought to herself, grinning wide. Suddenly, all the anticipation from the night before welled back to the surface, all the excitement she hadn’t willed herself to feel.
"I think I can take you, no problem," Yue called out, forcing her way through whoever had gathered by that time, until she was facing Sakn. She flicked her braid over her shoulder and tightened the clip which held it in place at its base. "What do you think? Worth a shot?" Yue ignored the laughter she could hear. She was short, looked drunk and seemed like she couldn’t keep her eyes open. Even her stance seemed to have a kind of drunken swagger to it.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 7:57 pm
Sakn raised a brow when Yue stepped forward. She seemed more loose today. Something in the way she stood gave him the impression that tonight would be far more exciting then the other. The redhead grinned and turned to the crowd, riling them as he spoke, “Y’send me a girl!? HA!” okay, maybe he was being a little dramatic, but hell, it was time for him to shine, after all!, “Fine, I accept y’ur challenge!” Sakn turned back to Yue as he spoke, and then raised his fists. Already people were calling out bets, and the boy’s eyes all but shined with the money he imagined winning after this.
Someone yelled, ‘START ALREADY!’ from the crowd, and Sakn’s body went into overdrive. He stood on the balls of his feet, hands positioned loosely before him, a relaxed guard, like he wasn’t worried at all about this; like he wasn’t afraid of a girl. He smirked at Yue as they paced around each other, before stepping in with a jab from the left, aiming for her side and lower abdomen. It wasn’t a K.O. shot, but more of a hit meant to test the waters; to gauge where Yue was and how she would react to his movements.
Or maybe it was just a punch, Sakn never really thought things over too hard, really.
He quickly followed with another jab from the right, though he aimed higher, targeting the diaphragm and solar plexis, though still not swinging hard enough to knock her out. To the crowd, it was like he was playing a game, but to Sakn it was just putting on a show. Him and Yue were like actors in a play, each doing their part to entertain the audience.
Or in this case, steal all their cash.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 8:02 pm
Yue was pleased by Sakn's showmanship, addressing the men in the crowd as if they were all comrades, all in on it together. She pretended to pout with the word girl, and placed her hand on her hip as though she was displeased. "Hey, I can fight! I'm stronger than I look," Yue said, giving her voice a little whine. For her part, she was playing the less favourable candidate. Anyone to bet on her would have been thrilled if Yue had agreed to rig the fight the opposite direction, but at the time she hadn't really thought about how little faith the men who attended the fights would have in such a slight girl. Yue didn't raise her fists up in response to Sakn, but loosened her stance. She seemed to be teetering, which matched her flushed face and slitted eyes, but it was a controlled sway, and it was warming her up. She felt like the movements of her body would rock the ground beneath her, and only she would remain standing solid.
"Afraid to throw the first punch? Don't wanna hit a girl?" Yue taunted Sakn, grinning. She felt like she deserved at least those remarks. She felt a little ridiculous, too, as though all their acting was over the top. It's not like their audience was picky; they just wanted a fight, and a fight was what they'd get. Still, it was fun, to pretend that they were strangers and new enemies.
The stranger calling out to Sakn seemed to spark his fighting desire. Yue's eyes flashed as he punched out; it was time, glorious time to fight. She spun on one foot, moving just far enough that the arc of his punch would miss. It was still early; no reason to let a punch land when she was fresh and fast. It had been so long since she had fought like this, though. She worried she was rusty, but that worry was fleeting and insignificant. "Faster!" Yue called out, laughing. She twisted her body so that his second punch landed away from her diaphragm, but still connected. Her smile, internally, flickered. That had hurt, more than she remembered it would. Not enough to deter her, no; the physical connection just made her more excited. She loved to fight, oh how she loved it. Yue thought, at the time, that fighting her friend was the best way to make money, ever.
She tested Sakn's boundaries, darting in to sweep at his left ankle with her right foot, and pulled up again. It was her fists that would hurt, if she ever used them. For now, she was content seeing what Sakn could do, but the men around her were jeering. "Toldja a girl can't fight, you see that? See? She's just a butterfly--" someone muttered behind her, then called much louder, "Tear her wings off, boy! Show her why this is a man's thing! No room for fledgeling girlies here," he finished, spitting at Yue's feet. Swaying in towards Sakn again, she angled a punch for the tender flesh of his stomach, and her braid whipped the rude stranger in the face as she moved. Irrationally, Yue was still afraid she would hear the sound of bone cracking, when she swung her fist. In any normal brawl, she was hardly afraid to snap things, but she didn't want to hurt her friend! Of course not.
She did think things should go a little faster, though. For acting purposes! Of course. Not because she wanted to fight more, faster, stronger... of course not. Yue brought her fists up into position again and began to bide her time for a counter.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 8:02 pm
Sakn looked slightly surprised when Yue yelled ‘Faster!’ at him, but was not one to argue, and quickly listened. His swings were fast, if slightly uncoordinated, and several managed to connect, though Yue did dodge a large majority. This was frustrating to Sakngea because he wasn’t a good loser, and he did not want to seem like a worthless fighter in front of so many people, men especially. His face was red now, and he swung again and again, barely paying attention to his feet until Yue tripped him up.
The redhead let out a rather startled cry as he teetered forwards, nearly falling his face before he managed to catch his footing. Sakn’s eyes were less playful now, and the calls from the crowd were a mixture of cheers for him to beat her, and taunts at his ‘clumsy footwork’, and one guy even dared to say that Sakngea couldn’t even beat a girl!
He could beat a girl, damn it! The redhead was so busy being angry, and possibly looking for the jackass who dared to question his abilities, that he didn’t actually block the punch Yue aimed at his stomach. It was no bone-breaking hit, but it did most definitely knock the wind right out of Sakn, who stumbled back and held his stomach. Okay, so he knew this was all supposed to be an act, but that was just embarrassing, and the taunts from both Yue and the crowd egged him into a slightly less playful mood.
His next swing was less then playful, and while it seemed like that his main focus was on hitting Yue right in the face, he quickly followed up with a swipe at the girls feet; a retaliation for earlier. He would not be embarrassed in front of any one, and he would show Yue who was better!
“Gotta do betta then tha’!” he taunted, giving Yue a smartass grin that was more bratty then anything. How immature boys could be, it would seem.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 8:09 pm
Yue was a little sore. Not in the sense that she was a sore loser, which she typically was not, but in the sense that more of Sakn's hits than she'd like were connecting. Even if she didn't take the full weight of them, they stung and wore her out. She remembered, again, why she had switched to a weapon which had uses as a melee weapon, and also as a ranged weapon. She stared at her tekko briefly, and loosened her grip on it, her knuckles raw. As much as the crowd was jeering Sakn, every insult was doubly an insult to her; just because she was a girl didn't mean she couldn't fight. Besides, who considered her a girl anyway? The way she wore her clothing was pretty modest, even if one sleeve was always on the verge of (or having already finished) falling down. Yue was rather surprised Sakn didn't just leap out of the way, but it seemed that maybe she herself was more into dodging, and Sakn liked to commit to his punches. Which was probably why being hit by them stung so damn much.
Yue's punches and jabs were light and fast, just like her movements. They didn't do a lot of damage without her bone-breaking technique, but no matter how angry she got at Sakn, she was not about to lash out with the intent of snapping him. That was for war. Yue had to grit her teeth and, no matter what the crowd jeered, remember that this was not war. This was her friend, Sakn. Right? Her friend. It was hard to remember that when your cheek hurt and your split lip kept tearing wider and bleeding all over your face. On the bright side, Yue had learned to protect her face better, so she had only taken one careless blow.
It was in the process of protecting her face again that Yue fell for Sakn's imitation of the trick she had used earlier. She was comitting to the fall, and tucked into a roll, swinging back onto her feet. In the travel, however, she had torn one of the knees of her pants and skinned the flesh beneath, as well as swallowed a mouthful of dirt. She spat some out at the ground and rolled her hands, preparing them. She stretched her neck one way, then the other, loosened her arms quickly, and smiled at Sakn. Her smile was predatory, this time, her teeth still gritty with a little blood and dirt. Her eyes had yet to widen, but the gentle amusement that had glittered there at the beginning of the fight had turned into a kind of bloodlust.
Yue Lao took a step with her left foot, one with her right, and then rushed in, jabbing quickly at Sakn's stomach again and then thrusting upwards with her open palm, at his face. At the last moment, she remembered who they were, and why she didn't want to break his nose, and regardless of whether or not Sakn was already dodging her, she made sure to direct the movement into what ended up looking kind of like a ridiculous wave. Like Hey Sakn, I just thought I'd stop by and not break your nose. Yue Lao, without turning her back to Sakn, took some space from him and looked him up and down, the predatory smile still in place.
"Do better than the best?" She retorted. Her narcissism was finally showing.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 1:57 am
The fight was getting intense. Sakngea could feel the crowd riling up, suprised and excited to see that this fight between 'children' was actually worth while. People were cheering for them by nicknames, and bookies were hollering their odds. Sakn's eyes drifted to the crowd when Yue hit the ground, and couldn't help but grin back at her when she smiled. It would seem they both were into this deep now. If anything was to be said from the blood on Yue's knee and the dirt on her teeth.
The glow in her eyes warned him before her movements, and when she jabbed at him, he blocked it with his arm. But unlike her light jabs, this one was solid, and the hit vibrated down to his bone. The redhead inhaled sharply, and when her hand came towards his face, he instinctively throw he head back to dodge, only to see her waving at him. Sakn looked confused and butthurt for a moment at the gesture. Was she teasing him? Just waving to prove that she could have hit him, but decided not to?!
The boys face flushed and when she openly bragged at him, he went beet red.
"Yeah?" he barked, fists clenching as he took a step back and then swung his left leg out in a hard kick aimed at the girl's side, quickly following with a quick step in to grab her arm and throw her off balance again. And while it seemed like a good plan, stepping in so close to Yue, who obviously had hand to hand combat like himself, would offer him up to getting hit in return.
But Sakn was feeling rather embarrassed now, and so he went with it any ways, even daring to lower his guard in such close quarters to throw a punch at Yue's solar plexus, to knock the wind out of her.
"Le's see who's bes'!"
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 10:49 pm
Maybe it was something about the crowd around her, maybe it was the thrill of finally fighting honestly, or perhaps it was the stinging of her wounds, but something drove Yue Lao to forget that she was supposed to rig the fight. The code phrase that she had set up with Sakn had completely escaped her. She couldn't even remember making the plans in the first place, standing there, breathing heavy, her body swaying slightly as if she was preparing to pounce.
When Sakn threw a hard kick at her side, she didn't step completely out of the way; she took the blow, though she had stepped back to dull it, and reached to grab hold of his foot and tug. It was one of the first tricks she had learned, fighting melee the way she did. Once, when she was much younger, her sensei had been teaching her self-defense. She had kicked at his chest, thinking it was a good idea at the time: he had responded by grabbing hold of her foot and twisting, sending her sprawling on the ground. As such, Yue would never repeat that mistake again. She wondered if Sakn would pull away in time, because it was possible. She might even let go of his foot, in favour of protecting herself from the next blow.
Yue remained with her feet solidly planted on the ground, refusing to let Sakn throw her off balance. The way she reached to grab him, from the crowd, may have almost looked like a loving embrace. It was hardly that, though. Yue's ribs smarted, her skin was damp with sweat, her braid filthy and her pants torn. At that moment, there was only one thing that could have made Yue more passionate, and that would be the usual: if someone insulted her mothers or Jianyu, she showed no mercy. However, it was still Sakn, and this close to the redhead some of her bloodlust faded. She wanted it to be over, so they could rest.
Yue ducked and twisted around him to avoid the punch. She had taken enough hits already, and it was sloppy of her. Sakn, when his hits connected, were surely strong enough to bruise; she felt them deep down, a reverbration of pain. He fought passionately. However, at times, it seemed like his passion would blind him.
"I don't need to see who's best, or prove it to anyone; I know my virtues and my vices," Yue replied, through gasping breaths. She flexed her hands, shook them out, and paced around Sakn, looking for an opening. She chose her spot and darted out again, prepared to strike, aiming several quick palm thrusts for his gut and chest.
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2010 12:24 am
This was becoming heated. An angry struggle that would end in nothing less then utter defeat for one side. It would seem neither wanted to back down; Sakngea was still raring to go, even as Yue grabbed his foot; even when she stood her ground when he tried to knock her down, and even when she twisted away from his punch(while he was, agreeably, much angrier, he still wasn't giving up!). The redhead skipped back from her as they each caught their breath, before pacing around her.
Yue was definitely tough, he could tell that by now. She was still a girl, but her natural speed and (almost manly)strength were proving to be far more painful then he had expected! Sakn could feel the soreness in his muscles from some of them, and this only helped to frustrate the poor fisherboy more. How was it he was letting a girl actually hurt him?!
Her words brought Sakngea back with a vengeance, and before the boy could think about what he said, the words spilled from his lips, the viciousness caused by the adrenaline fogging his mind and the roars of the crowd drowning out his thoughts. "Y'u're talkin' like dat dirty Legion," Sakn spit on the ground then, his eyes tracking Yue as the girl now paced around him, "scum, Jianyu," it was evident the redhead disliked the Captain, and proof of how far gone he was from coherent thought. He grinned then, spreading his arms wide, taunting Yue, and when she came at him, the boy managed to block several of her strikes, but one powerful thrust to his chest managed to hit(carelessness due to his excitement), and the redhead reeled back momentarily, taking a gasping breath as he tried to recover.
"s**t," Sakn muttered under his breath as he stood erect, fists raised. He felt dizzy, and when he stepped into take a swing at Yue's side, he felt his world turn for a moment due to light-headedness, and instead sent an awkward punch at his friend(and opponent)'s head.
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 11:04 am
All the tenderness and exhaustion Yue had been feeling for Sakn evaporated. Instead of casting her into an angry haze, however, it was as if someone had turned the clarity and focus up on her vision: the crowd around her became unified in its unimportance, and Sakn's face was sharpened. The points on his body to inflict the most damage, bones that broke the easiest, places to cut off air and immobilize; they all shone in Yue's calculations. In that moment, every scrape on her body, every bruise, all the wounds she'd received stung fresh and pulsed. Of all the things he could have said, it was Jianyu he'd chosen to insult then. The Lunarians she loved, Yue would fight to the death to protect. What had started as a simple brawl, and what seemed like it could end fairly peacefully for Yue at least, became a vicious conflict between sides of the army. So he was Noble, and this she now knew for certain. In her haste, she couldn't remember if he knew she was Legion.
"The ones we care for, that we keep close to our hearts... Jianyu is one of mine. I'll make you taste firsthand how bitter taking sides in war can be," she said, though she wasn't sure how coherent what she just said was, as she was still reeling with anger at Sakn. It didn't take a lot to make Yue livid, but it was a narrow field, and somehow Sakn had touched upon it, reigniting her anger. She would show no mercy.
Though she drove forward with quick thrusts, Sakn did manage to block many of them. The ones that connected, however, were merciless. She barely stayed her hand to prevent the force that she intended to break bones; Sakn shouldn't receive the full blow, and she knew he was strong. He wasn't some ragdoll to toss around. Perhaps it was his anger that had made it easier to hit him? Yue wondered why he was letting so many hits in, but perhaps in the heat of the moment... maybe he had made the mistake of underestimating her. After all, she was a girl. She sneered over that thought, picturing her othermother holding her glaive with all the might of a warrior chieftain.
Sakn didn't look so hot. He looked like he was feeling a little tipsy, but Yue was still out for blood. She frowned for a moment, with his awkward punch, which would probably only have connected if she was in the most blind rage imaginable. Was he going to be okay?... The words he had spoken, the gesture spitting at the ground, they renewed themselves in her mind and she found herself incapable of stopping her retaliation. Yue tightened her body, prepared her fist, and drove upwards at the center of Sakn's jaw, chanelling all the anger she felt for his insult, all the frustration she felt at loving someone who couldn't return the feeling, all the time she'd spent feeling locked up or caged by notions as to what was "suitable".
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 11:32 am
Just as it had for Yue, the world seemed to clarify as she spoke. This was no longer a friendly brawl, but a battle to prove who was best. She was protecting that jerk of a man, and Sakngea could tell there he had hit a spot when he had spoken. The way her body tensed and her eyes dilated, the way her feet danced across the ground. She was alert and ready now, she would show no mercy. But where Yue no longer was aware of the crowd, Sakn could feel the cheers like waves across his body. They got his blood pumping, and he laughed loudly when she finished.
"Den show me, girly!" he taunted, even as the world tipped again and his next step was a stumble that he barely managed to catch. How had she managed to hit him so hard. He had taken more hits then this before and been perfectly fine, but it felt like Yue had managed to hit nerves and only nerves. Sakn's whole body was tingling, the joints unhappy and his lungs gasping from that painful, near-bone breaking hit earlier.
He face was red with a mixture of exhaustion and embarrassment as his hit missed, and the redhead stepped back as soon as he could. Sakn had come to realize that being close to Yue was a bad idea. But even as he took a step back, he saw her moving in for a hit. s**t.
The redhead tried to dodge the attack, tried to nimbly move away, but his whole body was against him, traitorous as he tripped over his own feet and felt Yue's fist connect squarely with his jaw. There was a resounding pop, the sound of bone moving out of place, and it was like time slowed down. The crowds cries were slow, oozing through the air like molasses, and Sakngea's tired body turned at a snails pace with the motion of his opponents punch. The pain was horrendous, and even though Sakn felt anger rising in his stomach, tasting like bile(maybe that was just nausea from the pain...) on his tongue, he made a note to have her teach him some swings later.
The world sped up again as his face cracked against the dusty ground, and the volume of the crowd was doubled as people called him to stand. But the boy was exhausted, and his ego was thoroughly stamped into the ground, so the redhead decided to make friends with the cool dirt instead of another one of Yue's violent fists. Sakngea's whole jaw was pulsing, swelling even as he laid there. How was he going to explain that to mother.
Someone in the crowd was yelling, counting down, and finally announced Yue the winner. A dingy looking man came and helped Sakn up, and the redhead felt his anger dissipate as the crowd cheered Yue, awed that a girl had actually won the fight. Sure, she was friends with Jianyu, and yeah, she had totally whooped him. But it was nice to see her prove something that these men didn't believe. That a girl could take it in the real world. The redhead gave a smile to the magenta-haired girl as he was helped through the crowd, wincing painfully as his muscles in his face complained about moving.
"WE HAVE A WINNA'!" the ring-leader cried as Sakn passed through a crowd of sympathetic betters and bookies, and he could just see a tubby man with stylishly slicked back black hair lift Yue's arm into the air before handing her a large cowl filled with coins and paper slips.
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