You have just entered room "dosarena."
DUEL RoryLaurent: Anybody else want to sign up? Hurry up! Hurry up!
QueenTeleperien: ::crosses her long legs..listening to the chatter::
Vincent VM Smith: I'm in!
Kaja Adair: Yeah. Figgered ah should take a break from th' rings fer a minute.
Tasslehofl Momus has left the room.
Cadence Rayshon: ::bounds through the door, making a bee line for the bar hoppin onna stool and leaning far over to grab a bottle of water, hoping her flyer showed the right time::
Qzarian3: Couldn't enter even if I could fight ::shrugs, well, kinda::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she bolts to the loo::
DUEL Deluthan: ::plods down the stairway, hands in pockets::
Qzarian3: No high rankss
Kaja Adair: ::looks to Khel for a long moment, then back to Ria::
RabMallet: ::spots vincent:: hullo vincent.
DUEL RoryLaurent: Mince Vince. Got it. ::jotting down his name::
Ria Graziano: ::shakes her head hearing K::
Vincent VM Smith: ::nods:: evening rab
RabMallet: apple?
Vincent VM Smith: I forgot about tonight, but while I'm here, I may as well shake things up
Cadence Rayshon: ::eyes the apple::
DUEL Deluthan: ::purposely bumps into Ror on his way around the edge of the caller's couch for a seat::
Cadence Rayshon: ::tosses a peanut at the guy with the apple::
RabMallet: ::peanut pops off his head::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Hey, loooser. ::a beaming grin flashed to Del::
Random McChanse: ::looks at flying peanut::
RabMallet: ::tosses apple at peanut person::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::figures it might just be time to stand up and get ready. . .::
Random McChanse: ::looks towards origin of flying peanut::
Random McChanse: Hey.
Cadence Rayshon: ::ducks outta Random's view, of course catching the apple::
RabMallet: ::grabs the peanut and nods:: beauty.
Cadence Rayshon: ::stifling a barrage of giggles::
Ria Graziano: Ya can be my head cheerleader then, dude. ::K::
Random McChanse: ::sees a flash of red::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::doing so, shrugging off the jacket, popping various joints as he stretched::
DUEL Deluthan: Hey, punk. ::smooths his hands down his quads as he takes a seat::
Random McChanse: Hey look, red.
Random McChanse: ::pops up to the ceiling to check it out::
Cadence Rayshon: ::tries to hide::
Qzarian3: ::chuckles::
RabMallet: ::finishes his apple and puts the core in his pocket before splitting the peanut shell::
Cadence Rayshon: ::Crunching the apple::
DUEL Deluthan: What have we here? A tourney mayhaps? ::touches fingertips to fingertips::
Random McChanse: ::spies a Cadence crunching an apple, trying to hide::
QueenTeleperien: ::chuckles::
Random McChanse: Cadence!
Ria Graziano: Not like I got backup cheerleaders. ::grin::
Cadence Rayshon: Eeeep!
Xenograg: Nothing gets past you, Deluthan. :: smiles ::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she comes back from the loo and readjusts the armor plating over her chest and stomach:: (m) I hate this thing.
Random McChanse: ::tackle from the ceiling!::
Vincent VM Smith: ::walks over to Psly:: Ready for this?
Cadence Rayshon: ::gigglefit!::
Kaja Adair: ::chuckles:; Ya got one now, chiclet.
Qzarian3: Too bad, cuz I can't exactly jump up and down and do the raise the arms thing and stuff..
RabMallet: ::points at Cadence:: good, innit?
DUEL RoryLaurent: Closing things off now, kids. Listen for your call! Heeeeere we go!
Pslyder FrToAl: ::finishing up his stretching:: Ready as Ah'm gon' be. . .
Random McChanse: ::gives her a giganormous hug::
Qzarian3: Yeah maybe you should promote Kaja to head then.. she's better lookin than me anyway.
DUEL Deluthan: ::wry grin to Xeno:: That's why I was a journalist.
Ria Graziano: Works fo' me. ::grins to them both at Kaja's words and turns to face Rory::
RabMallet: ::watches Rory::
Random McChanse: ::and a kiss, of course::
InsertProfoundSN: ::finally finishes his drink and rises, slipping his cloak off and letting it drop easily onto the stool he was previously occupying::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::nudges Shard::
Kinadria Kitty: ::a salute and a wink to Psly:: Good luck dude.
Pslyder FrToAl: <v,vq> Time t'get up, chica. ::winks to Kina:: Thanks.
Richard D Harker has entered the room.
Sylus Kurgen: :;Watches those around the room::
Bloodedbytherose: ::Nudges back, streches, and stands::
Cadence Rayshon: ::to the guy with the apple:: Uh huh, thanks!
RabMallet: ::grins::
Cadence Rayshon: ::Is squished promptly and kisses his cheek:: Heya studly.
Sylus Kurgen: :;Gets to his feet::
Kaja Adair: ::smiles to Ria as she turns her attention to Rory, laying her head on Khel's good shoulder::
LotharBlacklance has entered the room.
InsertProfoundSN: ::Vanion looks slim, and paler than usual, but his eyes hold that same frightening power they always had::
Illusia Drasoini: ::shakes her head, runnin a hand through the raven tresses as she sighs softly a glance towards the ring, beginnin to second guess herself::
Logan BlackBane: ::picks his head up, looks to the woman who appears to be running the show to wait for assignments::
Kinadria Kitty: ::settles into a good spot for watching::
InsertProfoundSN: ::the vampire elf removes his undershirt, placing it upon his cloak, then removes the mechanical device from its hiding place, turning and stretching as he mentally prepared himself for slaughter::
Random McChanse: Hello beautiful.
Cadence Rayshon: ::munches the apple more and offers him a bite:: Want some?
RhiannonD Harker: ::she waots patiently for her call::
RhiannonD Harker: ::waits::
Random McChanse: Oo, yum.
Random McChanse: ::bite::
DUEL Deluthan: Let's get this thing started! Rhiannon and Logan, Ring Blister! Vanion and Vincent, Ring Burn! Pslyder and Adamar, Ring Rash! Ria and Random, Ring Scrape! Have at it!
Bloodedbytherose: :: touches the hilt at her side, and grins::
Sylus Kurgen: ::stretches out his limbs one by one::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::heading for Rash. . .grabbing the mace::
Richard D Harker: ::waits at the sidelines with his wife, one arm around her shoulders:: Have I told you you're beautiful tonight, yet?
Qzarian3: Hi.. ::sighs:: I gotta cancel any appointments ya had for me for the next few weeks..
Cadence Rayshon: ::laughs and leans against him after standing:: Is good. He has pretty good apples.
Vincent VM Smith: ::laughs, hearing who his opponent is:: Just my luck.
Random McChanse: ::gives her a quick apple-flavored kiss:: That's true.
DUEL RoryLaurent: In my Right Ring, Rab and Illusia. In my Center ring, Sylus and Dude. In my Left ring, Hojyn and Shard.
Sylus Kurgen: :;Heads for the designated ring:: Center Stage.....
Ria Graziano: ::heads for the ring::
Illusia Drasoini: ::her gaze flickers hearing her name, a sigh:: (sw) Ta late now.
Bloodedbytherose: :: Heads for the Left ring, drawing the hilt.. It's blue energy blade flickers into life as she jumps into the ring::
Random McChanse: Looks like it's time for us to party.
RhiannonD Harker: A few times, mo chroi. ::a quick kiss to Joker's cheek follwed by a nod to Rory and she heads for Ring Blister::
Vincent VM Smith: ::heads into the ring and draws Purifier::
RabMallet: ::stands:: and heads for the ring.
Random McChanse: You joining the fun, darling?
InsertProfoundSN: ::heads into the ring, his lightsaber igniting in its red beam of energy as he does::
DudeSumpinrudder: ::trots into Rory's center ring, unsheathing Dude, battered and unremarkable sword::
Logan BlackBane: ::stands, removes his rapier from it's sheath and strides confidently into the ring Blister::
Ria Graziano: (( Single elim, yah? ))
Random McChanse: (yah)
Pslyder FrToAl: ::hops into the ring, swinging the mace back and forth, eyeing his opponent::
Illusia Drasoini: ::stands and brushes her hands against the tight silk pants and moves towards the ring, her left hand erupting in flames as the call of Myriad is answered, a nod to both as she settles back::
Random McChanse: ::walks with her towards the rings::
Richard D Harker: ::goofy smile, ready to cheer on the upholder of the Harker honor from the sidelines::
RabMallet: ::extends hand to Illusia:: Rab.
DUEL RoryLaurent: Looks like we have a late arrival. We've got Lothar and Vincent. Vanion was the first entry so he gets the first bye.
RhiannonD Harker: ::she sweeps her blade in a graceful salute to her opponent and the official::
Hojyn: ::The sorcerer entered the appointed ring and quickly released the Senpet Scimitar from his side::
Adamar De Luis: ::following his opponents lead he swings the cutlass in amatching tempo::
Sylus Kurgen: ::Drawns his twin scimitars and salutes Dude:: Duel well
DUEL RoryLaurent: Del's got that ring.
InsertProfoundSN: Ah.
Ria Graziano: ::steps in the ring and lifts a hand in salute to Del and Random:: Skill an' crap, dude.
Illusia Drasoini: ::a nod offered to Rab:: Tis a pleasure once 'gain, we've crossed blades durin TDL. Luck an skill ta ye.
InsertProfoundSN: Well, it looks like you lucked out.
DUEL Deluthan: Hold the phone. Substitution in Ring Burn!
Cadence Rayshon: But of course! You?
Kaja Adair: Yeah, ah ain't surprised. Ah'd nevah expect ya ta.
Logan BlackBane: ::Returns the salute with an elegant bow, after greeting the caller in a similar fashion::
Random McChanse: An interesting way of putting it, but the same to you. ::bows::
InsertProfoundSN: ::smirks to Vincent, then disengages his weapon, and walks out of the ring::
Xenograg: :: a turkoman in Darelir livery enters the arena ::
Random McChanse: Of course, dear. ::to Cadence::
Xenograg: :: and approaches Xenograg ::
Ria Graziano: ::draws the gladius and raises it in that funky-looking two-handed grip::
Xenograg: :: Xeno looks with a little surprise ::
Random McChanse: Now, get ye to your ring, and show me your moves.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::bows, then frowns at the delay::
Qzarian3: I'm useless though.. there's nothing I can do.. ::sighs again::
Cadence Rayshon: Who?
Cadence Rayshon: Me?
Cadence Rayshon: Pffft!
Random McChanse: Yeah.
RabMallet: ::nods and smiles:: again then, but in fun.
Xenograg: :: the turkoman passes a note and withdraws with a bow of his head ::
Cadence Rayshon: I ain't in this thing.
Cadence Rayshon: Got the flyer to late. ::pout::
RabMallet: ::whirls mallet around a bit::
Random McChanse: But, you just said...
Qzarian3: Can't help with the construction projects... can't train, can't help you.. nothin.
Random McChanse: Meh.
DUEL RoryLaurent: Ring Left, Round 1. The women in this tournament don't go down without a fight and in Shard's case, she's just not going down.
DUEL RoryLaurent: (ss/th) 0.5-0.
Random McChanse: ::pats her head lovingly::
Vincent VM Smith: ::grumbles a abit, then nods to Lothar:: Hello guardsman.
Xenograg: :: reads the note ::
Cadence Rayshon: ::Is patted and growls::
Random McChanse: You can cheer me on, I guess.
Random McChanse: *meep*
Cadence Rayshon: How's the house coming along?
Bloodedbytherose: :: does her patented moonwalk. Gotta love those dance lessons!::
Random McChanse: It's doing well
LotharBlacklance: ::nods in return to Vincent:: hail knight-magus
Kinadria Kitty: ::cheers for Shard::
Pslyder FrToAl: Luck'n stuff, chummer. . .
Bloodedbytherose: :: waves and bows to Kina::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Right, Round 1. The first round sees lots of stepping as Rab gets a better look at Illusia's defense.
Adamar De Luis: ::nods::
DUEL RoryLaurent: (ss/cp) 0.5-0, Rab.
InsertProfoundSN: ::finds his seat at the bar, and watches as the duels begin::
Hojyn: ::A missed lunge to open, Hojyn immediately flowed into his next maneuver::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she takes a deep breath and readies her blade::
Illusia Drasoini: ::begins to circle Rab in the ring, Myriad's flaming blade resting on her left shoulder, emerald and silver eyes studying hte man carefully, bringin in a low parry::
RabMallet: ::aside::
Vincent VM Smith: It's a shame we have to meet so early, but let us show these people what servants of the White Lady can do.
RabMallet: ::eyes the blade::
Logan BlackBane: ::faces off, readying his sword held high as he waits for the opening::
Xenograg: :: looks to Tele :: Amaltea wants me back in Eldicor for something.
InsertProfoundSN: Lose. Poorly.
Kaja Adair: Mebbe nothing you can do, but yer far from useless, sugah. ::this said in a low voice, reaching over to squeeze his knee afffectionately::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Center, Round 1. It worked for everybody else so Sylus tries it as well and he too catches Dude out of position.
DUEL RoryLaurent: (ss/cp) 0.5-0, Sylus.
RabMallet: uh, yer blades...smoking...
QueenTeleperien has left the room.
Kaja Adair: Jes' an excuse fer some o' us ta take care o' you fer a change.
Sylus Kurgen: :;Slide to the left::
Kinadria Kitty: :: Sy gets a cheer too::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Left, Round 2. Hojyn doesn't let that small lead stand long. A defense deflects Shard's incoming attack.
DUEL RoryLaurent: (cp/lc) 0.5 all.
Richard D Harker: ::look around to the other rings, shakes his head at the occupant of one particular ring::
Illusia Drasoini: ::arches a curious brow as she watches Rab:: Aye tis a blade wielded o' tha purest fires.
RabMallet: let's hear it for ss!
Kaja Adair: ::smiles at him, meeting his gaze:: That is, if'n ya let us.
Bloodedbytherose: :: goes for a low cut, and gets blocked::
QueenTeleperien has entered the room.
RabMallet: ::nods, impressed:: and guess it cuts and burns the wound right quick...
Cadence Rayshon: ::crawls up his back and perches on his shoulders to see better::
Ria Graziano: ::watches the dude in front of her with the gladius raised a little::
Xenograg: :: looks to Tele :: Amaltea wants me back in Eldicor for something.
QueenTeleperien: ::returns.. punt monster dealt with::
Hojyn: ::The scimitar flashing in the light gave off a loud ring of steel to go with the deflection::
LotharBlacklance: ::heads to the ring to join Vincent, still a little unsure::
Lightstn7 has entered the room.
DUEL Deluthan: Blister, 1. Rhi sidesteps Logan's thrust to grab the openning advantage!
Random McChanse: I'm surprised that Tommy isn't gracing us with his presence. *cough cough*
Qzarian3: At this point I couldn't really stop ya.. ::offers a half hearted smile:: It takes five minutes to get dressed.. ::shakes his head::
Random McChanse: ::looks up at Cadence::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Right, Round 2. Oooooh. Rab lunges in and catches Illusia before she can dip beneath his attack. Nasty business.
DUEL RoryLaurent: (th/du) 1.5-0, Rab.
Cadence Rayshon: ::kerblinkage:: Tommy? Who's that?
RabMallet: ::whack:::
Cadence Rayshon: ::squiggles on his shoulders::
Ria Graziano: Uhhh, dude? ::Random:: Don't ya know it ain't polite ta like, not pay all ya attention?
Random McChanse: Some weird dude.
Random McChanse: I was about to mention that.
DUEL RoryLaurent: Center, Round 2. Dude attempts to mirror Rab's success but Sly Guy sees that one coming.
Richard D Harker: ::then his attention goes back to the ring with his wife and her opponent in time to see her move, grins::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she moves to one side of the oncoming blade as she gauges her opponent's opening move::
DUEL RoryLaurent: (lp/th) 1-0, Sly Guy.
Random McChanse: ::pokes Cadence::
Illusia Drasoini: ::attempts to duck:: Feh.
QueenTeleperien: ::retakes her seat::
Cadence Rayshon: ::Is poked, squeals:: HEY!
DUEL Deluthan: Burn, 1. Vincent's thrust gives him the oppening point under Lothar's high cut!
Pslyder FrToAl: ::definitely should've trademarked that phrase. . .::
Random McChanse: Considering I'm dueling, that's probably a bad place to watch from.
Sylus Kurgen: ::Lifts his right blade high and stems off the attack::
Kaja Adair: Well, tha' gives me an excuse ta move back in.
DUEL RoryLaurent: Left, Round 3. Shard gets in on the thrusting action but Hojyn is even better at stopping it than Sly Guy.
Cadence Rayshon: ::kerblinks again::
Logan BlackBane: ::Starts agressively, testing the unknown opponent with a quick lunge, trying not to overextend himself, he still gives up position to the quick movement::
Cadence Rayshon: Oh crap.
Ria Graziano: 'scuse me? I think ya belong outside the ring. ::Cadence::
DUEL RoryLaurent: (sh/th) 1.5-0.5, Hojyn.
Vincent VM Smith: ::glides in, driving the blade into him::
DUEL Deluthan: Rash, 1. Adamar gets the opening advantage sidestepping Psly's lateral parry!
Bloodedbytherose: :: goes for a quick thrust::
Cadence Rayshon: ::scrambles down and out to the bar again::
Random McChanse: ::laughs::
Kaja Adair: Be useful ta ya an' Smudge fer a change.
Hojyn: ::Another fast deflection, delivering a left handed palm strike to Shard's chest::
RabMallet: ::trying to focus amid the clanging and calling::
Ria Graziano: Someone needs a headcheck.
Random McChanse: I'll miss the squiggling.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::swinging slowly in defense, just watching his opponent circle around::
DUEL Deluthan: Scrape, 1. Random's high cut clocks Ria who parries low!
LotharBlacklance: ::finishes his salute to the knight-magus and readies for the duel::
DUEL Deluthan: 1-0, Random!
Cadence Rayshon: ::perches onna stool lookin innocent::
LotharBlacklance: ::then gets promptly stabbed::
Ria Graziano: ::shakes her head and then takes the defense low but he gets her higher::
RhiannonD Harker: ::hearing Ria, she nods a bit and circles::
Lightstn7: ::Green fire flares for a moment near the rings, a body forming as the flames fade, long gray robes shifting around his body as he floats there, watching his wife. A small child craddled in his right arm, clapping the moment he
Lightstn7: spots his mother::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Right, Round 3. Evidently Illusia has decided that she's had enough of being scored upon.
Random McChanse: ::waves Cadence away, then a flash of white as he flies around and scores one high::
DUEL RoryLaurent: (lc/lp) 1.5-1, rab.
Vincent VM Smith: ::circles around, keeping his mind on the duel::
QueenTeleperien: No.. I didn't
Random McChanse: No insulting milady, if you please.
RabMallet: ::batted away::
Qzarian3: Ya don't need to do that.. Yer busy I don't wanna be a bother.. everyone is already goina hve to pick up the slack for me everywhere else. ::shakes his head::
RabMallet: crimey. nice one.
QueenTeleperien: ::watching the light show::
Illusia Drasoini: ::moving quickly as she caught the flames out of the corner of her eye she brought Myriad in low and across Rab's shin::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Center, Round 3. Sly Guy makes his first mistake of the match, ducking into Dude's low attack.
DUEL Deluthan: Blister, 2! Rhi nails Logan with a high cut! His parry was too low! (hc/cp) 1.5-0, Rhi!
DUEL RoryLaurent: (du/lc) 1 all.
Ria Graziano: ::steps back and shakes her head:: It wasn't an insult, it was the truth. We've got weapons, she don't belong in the ring right now.
Random McChanse: ::a glowing halberd is now at his side::
Illusia Drasoini: ::waves and blows kisses to her husband and son::
RabMallet: ::winces and backs away::
Ria Graziano: Especially since I wouldn't attack wit' 'er there.
Adamar De Luis: ::the posturing::
DUEL Deluthan: Burn, 2! Vincent's on as his high cut finds Lothar slashing! 2-0!
RhiannonD Harker: ::she slides Tempest up and over the parry for a shoulder strike::
Random McChanse: She can take care of herself, I don't worry about it.
Lightstn7: ::A blown kiss returned as a bright smile crosses his features. The small child just laughs and claps more::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Left, Round 4. Shard makes Sly Guy's same mistake and drops into the line of attack! (du/lc) 2.5-0.5, Hojyn.
Ria Graziano: Dude, ya need a clue too.
Bloodedbytherose: :: Doh! Ouch::
Logan BlackBane: ::swings the blade down unwisely and is unable to recover in time to stop the high attack::
LotharBlacklance: ::dares the slash and gets cut for it::
Vincent VM Smith: ::a quick flick of his wrist finds his blade going high and stopping the ill advised move::
Sylus Kurgen: :;Symptathizes with a golf ball::
Kaja Adair: My pleasure. It's totally mah pleasure, sweetness. ::smiles at him, twirling a curl of hair around a finger::
Richard D Harker: No button cutting, mo chroi. ::cocky smile, cheering his wife on::
DUEL Deluthan: Rash, 2! Adamar and Psly compare low cuts! Still 0.5-0.
LotharBlacklance: ::moves back with an appreciative nod to Vincent::
Vincent VM Smith: You should know better...
Pslyder FrToAl: ::blocks the incoming scimitar with some old school style, sparks flying with the effort::
QueenTeleperien: ::kicks up her long legs onto a nearby chair::
RabMallet: ::grins to Illusia:: right royal cheering section yeh got.
Hojyn: ::Light on his feet, the Ashalan hopped back, snapping a kick upward to take his opponent from the crouch::
DUEL Deluthan: Scrape, 2! Random sidesteps Ria's stophit! Yay! Still 1-0 Random.
DUEL RoryLaurent: Left, Round 5. Shard takes back some ground by reverting back to an offensive drive. (th/hc) 2.5-1.5, Hojyn.
LotharBlacklance: ::grins a little:: I do...but it's always good to shake things up
RhiannonD Harker: ::she quickly flashes her husband a warm smile, but keeps her attention on Logan::
Ria Graziano: ::pulls back and holds the gladius up, choosing to be silent now::
DUEL Deluthan: Blister, 3! Logan traps Rhi's thrust with a stophit! 1.5-1, Rhi!
Random McChanse: ::moves to the left and then fakes to the right and left some more::
Bloodedbytherose: :: goes for an old fashioned gut punch with the hilt::
Vincent VM Smith: ::can't help but grin:: True, but c'mon. It's me you tried to slash
Xenograg: :: stands ::
Illusia Drasoini: ::smiles proudly:: Aye it tis, tha best one can 'ave.
Xenograg: I will see you in a little while, Tele.
Qzarian3: Well, like I said you're more than welcome to stay anytime you want, just don't feel like you need too. ::smiles back, know's she'll just say what he want's to hear anyway::
LotharBlacklance: What? Like you ever come back the barracks to spar? How would I know?
DUEL Deluthan: Burn, 3! Lothar gets one back as his high cut knocks over Vincent's stophit! 2-1, Vin!
Cadence Rayshon: ::shifts still quite embarassed::
QueenTeleperien: ::looks up at Xeno:: leaving?
Xenograg: Amaltea wants me back in Eldicor for something.
QueenTeleperien: Alright..
LotharBlacklance: ::comes back in with the same cut::
RhiannonD Harker: ::the button cutting is stopped in its tracks and Joker gets a blink, mind back to the duel::
Kaja Adair: Deal.
DUEL RoryLaurent: Right, Round 4. Well, there is a reason why people say that move is risky. Rab demonstrates why to Illusia.
DUEL RoryLaurent: (sl/hc) 2.5-1, Rab.
Logan BlackBane: ::efficently counters the incoming strike with a touch to the forearm from his own blade::
QueenTeleperien: I think I'll stay a little while longer
Vincent VM Smith: ::has his clock cleaned:: If that's your attitude, maybe I will stop by.
RabMallet: ::whomp::
Xenograg: Enjoy.
Illusia Drasoini: ::is whomped::
Illusia Drasoini: Feh.
Xenograg: Goodnight, everyone! Take care.
QueenTeleperien: Night!
RabMallet: ::pounds through the slash::
QueenTeleperien: ::wavewafve::
LotharBlacklance: ::nods in agreement:: you should...you're looking a little slow ::smirks::
Lightstn7: ::Winces slightly, then shouts out:: You've still got time to pull this out as a win, beloved, c'mon! ::The child looks up to his father with wide eyes, silent and unmoving now::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Center, Round 4. Dude lunges inward but Sly Guy remains light on his feet. Maybe his new nickname should be Twinkle Toes. (ss/th) 1.5-1, Sly Guy.
Vincent VM Smith: Just be glad they make me stick to just a sword here.
QueenTeleperien: ::takes the teapot and refills her cup::
DUEL Deluthan: Rash, 3! Adamar sidesteps Psly's thrust to extend his lead to a point! 1-0!
Sylus Kurgen: :;SLide to the left, hops three times::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::kicking out to meet empty air as he pulled the mace around::
LotharBlacklance: ::nods i agreement:: that I am
Illusia Drasoini: ::continues circling Rab in the ring, eyes studying his footwork::
Qzarian3: I am goin nuts even just in the last few days with not being able to work out or do Anything.. No exercize.. At least before it was swolen and stuff but I could kind of use it..
LotharBlacklance: The White Lady didn't make you knight-magus for nothing
Cadence Rayshon: ::bounces on the stool now, drinking her water and watching hte rings::
DUEL Deluthan: Scrape, 4! Ria and Random fan each other off with circular parries! Still 1-0, Ran.
Richard D Harker: ::innocent look back to his wife, he didn't predict the stop, not at all::
Adamar De Luis: ::still posturing::
DUEL Deluthan: Er, that was round 3!
DUEL RoryLaurent: Right, Round 5. Illusia swings in with a low attack but Rab's show down the middle is quicker. (th/lc) 3.5-1, Rab.
RabMallet: ::whackity whack::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Center, Round 5. Sly Guy sends one in high but his path is blocked to tie things up at 1.5 a piece. (hc/lp)
Kaja Adair: ::nods, listening::
DUEL Deluthan: Blister, 4! Rhi and Logan get noisy with low cuts! Still 1.5-1, Rhi.
Random McChanse: ::circles with his pointy stick::
Lightstn7: ::Winces again:: Eyes up, my heart, eyes up!
Illusia Drasoini: ::attempts to come in low and again is whacked:: Dinnae yer mother teach ye tis nae nice ta "whack" upon a lass?
DUEL RoryLaurent: Left, Round 6. Shard and Hojyn match each other low blow for low blow. (lcx2) Still 2.5-1.5, Hojyn.
Sylus Kurgen: ::Faints high::
QueenTeleperien: ::calls out:: Come on Rhi!
RhiannonD Harker: ::she swings low and connects with Logan's weapon::
DUEL Deluthan: Burn, 4! It's an orchestra in here! (lc/lc) Still 2-1, Vincent!
Xenograg has left the room.
Bloodedbytherose: :: goes for his knees, and meets... his blade::
RabMallet: ::looks shocked:: I never. I whacked into you, not upon you. That would be poor manners.
Logan BlackBane: ::a flick of the wrist sends the thin blade low, only to inflict stinging palms on them both::
Richard D Harker: ::watches his wife in the ring with an expression that can only be described as quiet pride::
Illusia Drasoini: Ye whacked upon m' nae inta.
LotharBlacklance: ::attacks low and gets tangled with Vincent's attack::
DUEL Deluthan: Rash, 4! Psly's had enough of the noise and bats away Adamar's low cut with a circular parry! 1-.5, Adamar!
Illusia Drasoini: Iffin ye whacked inta m' would nae be as painful as bein' whacked upon, nae?
Hojyn: ::The scimitar was brought against the low attack, Hojyn giving the woman a grin from this tattooed face::
Vincent VM Smith: ::meets his blade low and then backs off::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::spins down, blocking the scimitar with the mace, spinning it out of the way harshly::
DUEL Deluthan: Scrape, 4! Ria's thrust crashes into Random's stophit! 2-0, him!
Qzarian3: ::shrugs, well, half shrugs anyway:: Sorry, No one want's to here me complain.. How're you?
RabMallet: ::considers::
QueenTeleperien: ::winces::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Left, Round 7. Shard attempts to slip out of Hojyn's range but evidently he's got a longer reach than she expected. (hc/ss) 3.5-1.5, Hojyn.
Kaja Adair: Sad, 'cause ya won't complain ta me anymore.
Ria Graziano: ::makes a move as she uses the gladius for what it was designed, but she's easily stopped::
RabMallet: ::begins to look confused::
Bloodedbytherose: :: gets whacked::
DUEL Deluthan: Blister, 5! Logan gets away from Rhi's slash with a stophit! Whew! 1.5 all!
RabMallet: ::points:: look! she got whacked too.
Hojyn: ::A smooth step to the side and then a quick spin kick to take Shard to the sand::
Random McChanse: ::sees the lunge towards him, and his halberd glows mightily then morphs into a shortsword, which allows for a graceful counterparry for a score::
Illusia Drasoini: ::continues:: Acause iffin ye whacked inta m' woul' be tha same as say bumpin' inta one, nae bein whacked upon b y tha big 'ammer o' yers.
Logan BlackBane: (sidestep)
Kaja Adair: Ah mean, ya cain't hoard all th' self-sacrifice, sugah. Sometimes it gives us pleasure ta do stuff fer you, too.
Bloodedbytherose: :: moonwalk gets smashed::
Random McChanse: ::then turns slightly and gives Cadence a reassuring thumbs up::
Lightstn7: ::Holds back a chuckle, hearing his wife::
RabMallet: ::cowed:: my deepest apologies. ::bows::
DUEL Deluthan: I meant sidestep!
DUEL RoryLaurent: Right, Round 6. Things here slow to a stalemate as Illusia moves away and Rab also tries out the defensive side of things. (sh/fss) Still 3.5-1.
Illusia Drasoini: Tis a difference o' whackin inta an whackin' upon an ye sir jus' whacked upon m'.
RhiannonD Harker: ::she sweeps in, breaks G'nort 3:16, and shakes her head as it fails::
Ria Graziano: (m) Damnit.
Illusia Drasoini: ::steps and steps::
Random McChanse: ::then just as quickly gets back into concentration::
RabMallet: my mallet was out of line.
Illusia Drasoini: Now, iffin ye'll jus' stan' still, this will only take a moment o' yer time. ::offering a smile::
Illusia Drasoini: But tis nae yer mallet's fault, tis ye tha' wields it, nae?
DUEL Deluthan: Burn, 5! Lothar really gets away from Vincent's slash to tie it up! (fss/sl) Two all!
DUEL RoryLaurent: Center, Round 6. Sly Guy shoots a thrust straight down the middle and connects before Dude can. (th/lc) 2.5-1.5, Sly Guy.
Cadence Rayshon: ::blows a kiss to Random::
RabMallet: ::waggles finger:: oh, yer sweet words won't stop me to catch yer blade.
Vincent VM Smith: ::flies in the face or common sense and hacks into air::
LotharBlacklance: Oh...no that was just a low thing to try
Random McChanse: ::catches it nimbly::
Vincent VM Smith: ::smirks:: See? It just doesn't work
DUEL Deluthan: Rash, 5! High cuts abound! Still 1-.5, Adamar!
LotharBlacklance: ::slips away and counterattacks::
Qzarian3: Well, I'll see what i can do for ya then.. I'd hate to be the cause of sadness on top of being a burden.. ::nods slight smile:: If it makes ya feel better you can do whatever ya think ya need to for me..
Pslyder FrToAl: ::more old school blockage up high::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Left, Round 8. Shard sweeps in low but Hojyn's got the path blocked. (cp/lc) 4-1.5, Hojyn.
Illusia Drasoini: Sweet words? ::almost gaffaws:: I am nae tryin' ta sweet talk ye! M' 'usband an son be right o'er yonder. Am only merely tryin ta explain ta ye, tha whackin' upon a lass tis nae mannerful.
Bloodedbytherose: :: goes for the low again::
Sylus Kurgen: :;Sends his point home::
Kaja Adair: Yer doin' it again.
Qzarian3: What?
DUEL Deluthan: Scrape, 5! Slashes aren't working tonight! Ria clips Random's with a low cut! 2-1, Ran!
LotharBlacklance: ::grins:: I will consider it a lesson learned from the master
Ria Graziano: ::takes a deep breath before moving back into the fray with a lower cut::
Kaja Adair: That.
Richard D Harker: ::shakes his head and after getting a mug of coffee from the bar, settles in there to watch the match::
Vincent VM Smith: Master? me? Not with a sword, that's for sure.
RabMallet: ::sighs:: jest meant yer accent's sweet on me ears, not that yeh were bein untrue.
Random McChanse: ::gets tripped as he raises his newly-transformed warhammer up for a blow::
Cadence Rayshon: ::drains her water and gets one ready for Random::
Qzarian3: .. ::blink::
Kaja Adair: Makin' it a chore ta be vulnerable.
Kaja Adair: Makin' it 'ard fer ya ta need some'un.
Kaja Adair: ::shakes her head:: Tsk.
Vincent VM Smith: ::taps his head:: This is a much better weapon.
Illusia Drasoini: ::slightly blushin:: I see, well then per'aps I owe ye an apology, jus' be careful where ye be whackin yer mallet m'lord.
DUEL Deluthan: Blister, 6! It's thrust time as Rhi and Logan collide center ring! (th/th) 2.5 all!
RabMallet: ::waves uneasily at Illusias's cheering section::
Adamar De Luis: ::the cutlass loose in his hands:: I think we are in for a long duel
RhiannonD Harker: ::she lunges out for a center body strike and finds it hits but is returned::
LotharBlacklance: Yes, but you use what you have, right? ::waves the sword::
Qzarian3: I'm a big boy.. literally and figuratively.. I should be able to take care of myself though..
DUEL Deluthan: Burn, 6! Vincent retakes the lead with swift defense! (cp/th) 2.5-2!
DUEL RoryLaurent: Right, Round 7. Rab's got Illusia's number it appears. He rounds her defense for a half point. (ss/cp) 4-1, Rab.
RabMallet: I'll not use it with ... undue violence. At least it won't cut and burn...
Lightstn7: ::Waves back at Rab, green flames dancing along the tips of the fingers on his left hand::
Kaja Adair: Not all th' time, an' specially not when yer 'urt.
Vincent VM Smith: ::turns the strike away::
Illusia Drasoini: Meh!
Illusia Drasoini: I said stand still, nae move!
DUEL RoryLaurent: Cetner, Round 7. The score's tied again as Dude slips one past Sly Guy's defense! 2.5 all! (hc/sh)
RabMallet: ::tilts head at the flame sword and slips aside::
Logan BlackBane: ::extends this time, making contact but no more than his opponent and the match remains locked::
DUEL Deluthan: Rash, 6! Adamar inches forward with some quick stepping! (ss/th) 1.5-.5, him!
Vincent VM Smith: ::has Purifier erupt into flames:: What we have, right....
DUEL RoryLaurent: Left, Round 9. Like I said, doesn't look like Shard's the type to go down without a fight. (ss/lp) 4-2, Hojyn.
LotharBlacklance: ::does his best to stab Vincent and gets knocked away::
LotharBlacklance: Hey now...no call for that...
Adamar De Luis: ::content to test his opponents attacks, seeking for an opening::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::another kick missing his opponent, and the frustration is evident on his face::
Lightstn7: C'mon Lus, you still have this duel!
LotharBlacklance: You trying to ruin the temper on my blade? That's no way to win...
Vincent VM Smith: ::douses the flames per the request and laughs::
DUEL Deluthan: Scrape, 6! Ria ties this thing up with a timely thrust under Random's high cut! Two all!
Random McChanse: ::gets poked as he goes high::
Ria Graziano: ::lunges in to try and take another quick point::
Vincent VM Smith: You said to use what we have. Not my fault my magic skills are a bit better than my sword skills.
Bloodedbytherose: :: moonwalk::
Kinadria Kitty: ::Claps cheering Shard on::
Qzarian3: ... I've just always taken care of myself.. ::getting quiet::
Richard D Harker: ::frown gets buried in a sip of his coffee, he knows the rings are warded, but that's his wife in there::
LotharBlacklance: That's why I don't wander onto the isle...don't want to get fireballed by you
DUEL Deluthan: Blister, 7! Rhi cuts high, Logan cuts low! Points all around! 3.5 all!
DUEL RoryLaurent: Right, Round 8. Rab puts himself a half point from the win by pushing away Illusia's attack. (cp/lc) 4.5-1, Rab.
QueenTeleperien: ::watching Rhi's duel::
RabMallet: ::turns away the sweeping smokey fiery poiinty nasty blade::
Lightstn7: ::Winces, hugging his son gently close, the child watching his mother's duel silently::
Illusia Drasoini: ::squints::
Logan BlackBane: ::flicks the blade back low, only to catch the opposite strike high and remain tied::
Kaja Adair: ::softly:: Ya nevah 'ad some'un look aftah you?
DUEL RoryLaurent: Left, Round 10. Hojyn also sees an offense coming his way and comes up with a defense to block it. (cp/th) 4.5-2, Hojyn.
Vincent VM Smith: Good call, but it would still be good for more of you to go there.
RabMallet: ::cough::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she sweeps Tempest up for a shoulder strike and nods as she connect, but the sting of the incoming blade's low strike is evident on her face::
Illusia Drasoini: ::Studies Rab::
Bloodedbytherose: :: gets her blade knocked aside::
LotharBlacklance: So we can get fireballed?
DUEL Deluthan: Burn, 7! Lothar jumps ahead with a masterly defense! (fcp/lc) 3-2.5!
Vincent VM Smith: No, so you can learn to do the fireballing
RabMallet: ::wipes eyes:: smoke. ::cough::
DUEL Deluthan: Rash, 7! A familiar tune tonight as both low cut! Still 1.5-.5, Adamar!
LotharBlacklance: I don't think they allow siege weapons
Illusia Drasoini: ::arches a brow at him and holds her head proudly::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::again with the low spin, blocking with extreme prejudice:: A'ight, chummer. . .enough's enough. . .
Qzarian3: ::shakes his head:: Not really..
DUEL Deluthan: Scrape, 7! Ria whiffs as Random gets down! (fdu/hc) 3-2, him!
InsertProfoundSN: It is almost as if none of them are capable of actually finishing a duel.
Vincent VM Smith: ::shrugs:: they might, if you use them the right way.
Cadence Rayshon: ::wiggles::
LotharBlacklance: ::parries away the cut and ripostes::
Adamar De Luis: Ready to pick up the tempo then?
Random McChanse: ::leans backward, parallel to the floor as Ria's blade flies perilously close::
QueenTeleperien: ::knows that voice..::
Ria Graziano: ::keeps moving in but Random has already gotten away::
Pslyder FrToAl: Anytime yer ready. . .
DUEL Deluthan: Blister, 8! Logan gets tripped as Rhi swings in! (lc/ss) 4.5-3.5, Rhi!
RabMallet: ::blinks::
Adamar De Luis: ::nods:: Shortly
RhiannonD Harker: ::she swings low for Logan's legs and catches him as he tries to run off::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Left, Round 11. Shard sweeps in low to connect but Hojyn gets in a return blow as well and, thus, this one ends 5.5-3. (hc/lc)
Adamar De Luis: I am still new to these parts, caution a virtue
DUEL Deluthan: Burn, 8! Lothar surges forward with a thrust under Vincent's high cut! 4-2.5, Lothar!
Bloodedbytherose: :: goes in low, and gets a last blow in before she's eliminated::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Nice try, both of you! Shard's night is, unfortunately, over and Hojyn will advance to the second round.
Logan BlackBane: ::gets passive at the wrong time and she takes a critical point when he can't protect his legs::
Richard D Harker: ::silent cheer for Rhi from the sidelines, sipping his coffee while he watches::
Kaja Adair: Evah?
QueenTeleperien: ::grins for Rhi:: well done Rhi!
Pslyder FrToAl: Ain' no biggie. . .::the mace moving again::
Bloodedbytherose: :: Bows to Rory, and jumps out of the ring to cheer on Psly::
Vincent VM Smith: ::his attempt at a haircut not working as well as he would've hoped::
DUEL Deluthan: Rash, 8! Psly ties it up with a timely trap! (sh/th) 1.5 all!
Qzarian3: I've earned my own keep as long as I can remember...
Kinadria Kitty: ::smiles at Shard:: You really are just as bad at this as I am.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::and moves right in front of the incoming thrust::
Bloodedbytherose: :: looks at Kina:: I told ya so!
LotharBlacklance: ::moves in his head low and stabs Vincent with the business end of his sword::
Adamar De Luis: ::thinking perhaps he moved too soon after all::
DUEL Deluthan: Scrape, 8! Ria's parry is a little low to stop Random's attack! (hc/cp) 4-2, Random!
DUEL RoryLaurent: Right, Round 9. Rab sweeps up high but gets a shot to the gut from Illusia for his trouble. (hc/th) 4.5-2, Rab.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::following up with a spin to move back, a smile on his face::
Kinadria Kitty: ::giggles:: It was still a beautiful loss dear.. most exciteing to watch.
Lightstn7: ::Lets out a wild cheer::
Illusia Drasoini: ::lunges in quickly as she slices the blade against his exposed side::
RabMallet: ::branded in the chest::
Ria Graziano: ::again she parries too low to do any good, and there's swearing under her breath::
RabMallet: ack
Bloodedbytherose: ::Chuckles:: Well, I don't like to lose easily... Go Psly!
Kaja Adair: ::nods, listening:: An' ya feel like ya 'aveta earn yer keep now?
Random McChanse: ::then swings back, his sword morphing into a bastard sword as he aims a heavy cut upward, and scores::
RabMallet: ::sniffs:: yeh burned me!
DUEL RoryLaurent: Center, Round 8. Sly Guy sweeps out a defense, batting aside Dude's lunge. (cp/th) 3-2.5, Sly Guy.
Lightstn7: Eep! ::And after the cheer goes to quieting the child, who began to fuss a bit loudly at the sudden noise::
Illusia Drasoini: An ye whacked m'.
Illusia Drasoini: We're e'en.
DUEL Deluthan: Blister, 9! Rhiannon lands a blow that spells lights-out for Logan! (hc/sh) Win, Rhiannon!
Sylus Kurgen: ::Gets the lead again...for now..::
Qzarian3: ::nods:: Of course..
QueenTeleperien: ::claps for Rhi::
Richard D Harker: Yes! ::fist pump in the air for his wife::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she reverses the momentum of her blade and swings it for Logan's shoulder, it connects and she breathes a sigh of relief::
QueenTeleperien: ::now watches Sylus's match::
RabMallet: ::peers at his singed chest:: right.
DUEL Deluthan: ((RhiannonD Harker .def. Logan BlackBane, 5.5-3.5 in 9 rounds.))
Logan BlackBane: ::so a tournament isn't the place to make your swords debute, he misreads the angle of her blade again and again is unable to recover::
Kaja Adair: E'en wi' us? Wi' yer friends?
RhiannonD Harker: ::she salutes Logan at the finish:: Well dueled. ::and then to Deluthan:: Excellent call, my thanks.
DUEL Deluthan: Burn, 9! Lothar's stophit takes the bite off of Vincent's slash and his run at the Talon!
Qzarian3: Gotta be good for somethin..
DUEL RoryLaurent: Right, Round 10. Rab drops into a crouch and misses getting hit by Illusia's high swing. That gives Rab the half point and win! (du/hc)
RhiannonD Harker: ::and she sleps from the ring to join her husband:::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Another woman is knocked out and Rab will move on to Round Two.
Vincent VM Smith: ::hits the gong and that's his cue to hang it up::
DUEL Deluthan: ((LotharBlacklance .def. Vincent VM Smith, 5-2.5 in 9 rounds.))
RabMallet: ::bows under the blade::
Logan BlackBane: ::bows gracefully to both Ria and then Del before making his way back to collect his things::
DUEL Deluthan: ::nods to those finishing their duels::
Vincent VM Smith: ::nods:: Nice way to start. I just hope you keep doing it.
Kaja Adair: ::shakes her head, speaking softly:: (q) Yer wrong, sweetness.
Illusia Drasoini: ::second guesses herself and goes high and watches him duck beneath with a nod and a smile offered to him Myraid disappears:: Well won, an luck ta ye in tha rest o' tha tournament.
Lightstn7: ::Winces, gently whispering to the child before looking up to his wife:: You fought well, Illusia.
RhiannonD Harker: ::she plants a kiss on Joker's cheek::
LotharBlacklance: ::stops the slash cold and steps back offering a salute to the knight-magus::
RabMallet: ::lowers head to Illusia:: well fought. thankee.
Illusia Drasoini: ::nods to Rory, slippin from the ring and to her husband and son::
Richard D Harker: ::once Rhi reaches him, wraps his arm around her and turns to take that kiss on his lips::
Ria Graziano has left the room.
LotharBlacklance: Come back the barracks some time...I will give you some tutoring ::grins::
RabMallet: best to yeh and yers.
RabMallet: ::leaves the ring::
DUEL Deluthan: Rash, 9! Adamar's high cut sails high over Psly's duck! 2-1.5, Psly guy!
Bloodedbytherose: :: cheers, and claps::
Vincent VM Smith: I'll do that. I certainly could use some.
Lightstn7: ::Extends his left arm, wrapping it around his wife's waist as she gets close enough::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::drops and rolls under the cut, standing up behind his opponent::
RabMallet: ::finds a chair and digs out a second apple::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Cetner, Round 9. Sly Guy's low swing catches Dude beneath his defense, knocking his score up a point. (lc/lp) 4-2.5, Sly Guy.
DUEL Deluthan: Scrape, 9! Ria returns the favor of last round by nailing Random! (hc/cp) 4-3, Ran!
RabMallet: thankee, Rory.
Illusia Drasoini: ::emerald and silver eyes glitter and she scoops up her son and nuzzles his neck:: Aye, tha' I did but dinnae as well. Per'aps tis time ta train 'gain with Lathan.
LotharBlacklance: ::steps from the ring and moves to the bar for water::
DUEL RoryLaurent: No problem. ::a smile to Rab::
Adamar De Luis: ::determines to keep the tempo::
Kaja Adair: (q) We do this stuff 'cause we love ya, and ya nevah 'aveta do anythin' ta deserve it.
Sylus Kurgen: ::Looks at Rory as he drops low to get within match point::
Ria Graziano has entered the room.
Random McChanse: ::gets smacked upside the head::
Kaja Adair: (q) I'm doin' this 'cause I love ya.
Bloodedbytherose: :: orders herself another drink::
RhiannonD Harker: ::once the kiss break:: (s) I'll be right back... :I need to fix this ... *thing.* ::tugging at the armor then bolting for the loo::
RabMallet: ::crunch::
Kaja Adair: ::smiles:: An' ah know tha' don't change anythin' in yer mind, but jes' keep tha' there.
Bloodedbytherose: So, Kina, did any of those books help with you know who you know where?
Richard D Harker: ::chuckles:: Alright, mo chroi.
Vincent VM Smith: ::grabs a seat::
Lightstn7: ::He grins up at his wife:: Well, do not forget my hand in your training...Hunter has been muttering about disuse and lack of exercise for a while now.
RabMallet: ::peers again at his singed, still smoking chest:: ew.
QueenTeleperien: ::sips her tea::
Ria Graziano: ::gives him a good smack before retreating::
Qzarian3: But you in turn deserve everything, and I can't do those things now.. ..
Adamar De Luis: ::nods::
Illusia Drasoini: ::nuzzles Max's other side of his neck and laughs:: Then per'aps m'love ye shoul' use 'im more oft.
Kaja Adair: An' you don't?
DUEL Deluthan: Rash, 10! Psly keeps one step ahead of Adamar with another well-timed defense! (cp/th) 2.5-1.5, Psly!
Kaja Adair: Wha' makes ya think ya don't?
Logan BlackBane: : takes his stuff and goes::
Illusia Drasoini: ::settles him on her hip and tickles his tummy::
RabMallet: ::chomp::
Richard D Harker: ::sips his coffee and watches a particular match::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::the mace slinging down to deflect the incoming strike harshly::
Lightstn7: Perhaps, my heart. ::He smiles at the affection his wife and son share:: But perhaps I need to push him even further back and focus on this more important.
RabMallet: ::spots Vincent:: how'd yeh do, there Vincent? Get by?
Qzarian3: ::shakes his head, tries to shrug, then shakes his head again and sighs::
Illusia Drasoini: ::arches a brow:: On wha'? Our son?
Maria A Graziano: ::sneaks in, having heard from her brother that Ria was in this thing:: Go, Ria! ::calling as she moves down the stairs::
DUEL Deluthan: Scrape, 10! Ria's di-cut ties it up! (lc/sh) Four all!
Lightstn7: No, you.
Lightstn7: ::Chuckles::
QueenTeleperien: ::stands.. goes to the bar for a refill of tea::
Illusia Drasoini: ::blinks::
Illusia Drasoini: Ye focus enough on m' m'love, nae nee' ta neglect 'unter.
RhiannonD Harker: ::after a few minutes, she returns, she offers a wave to Jeff's brother and heads back to Joker::
Ria Graziano: ::quickly reverses and grunts as she makes contact to bring them to sudden death::
Logan BlackBane has left the room.
Vincent VM Smith: ::shakes his head:; No, of course not. I never win here
Lightstn7: Hunter and I will find battles soon enough I think.
Random McChanse: ::yeah, realized that one a bit too late as he gets bookended::
RabMallet: ::shrugs:: ah, no matter. yeh win elsewhere, though, eh?
DUEL Deluthan: Rash, 11! Adamar and Psly can't high cut each other! Still 2.5-1.5, Psly!
Illusia Drasoini: ::another arch of a brow:: Be there somethin' amidst ye've nae tol' m'? ::rubbing the childs tummy now as he feigns sleep::
Richard D Harker: Good match, mo chroi. ::warm smile for Rhi:: It bother you that much, the armor?
Kaja Adair: ::just looks at him:: (q) Ya do deserve it, sugah. An', if'n ya don't believe it, know tha' ah do.
DUEL RoryLaurent: Center, Round 10. Sly Guy lunges forward to skewer Dude for the final point and win. (th/hc) 5-2.5, Sly Guy.
Lightstn7: ::He grins and holds up a small letter:: Just got a letter from the Cap, seems Twilight may yet reform.
DUEL RoryLaurent: Sly Guy goes forward and Dude's run has come to an end.
Sylus Kurgen: :;Wins it:: Well dueled
Adamar De Luis: ::settling back in::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::swinging for the fences, only to meet the scimitar once more::
Vincent VM Smith: Oh yes, very much so
Carnage669 has entered the room.
Kinadria Kitty: Good job Sylus!
Illusia Drasoini: ::smiles:: Tis wonderful news indee'.
RhiannonD Harker: Thank you... ::she takes a few slow and deep breaths:: And, yes, never liked it even though Percy insisted I wear it when I was dueling on his team. I was... seven or eight then,
Sylus Kurgen: ::Hops out of the ring::
RabMallet: ::waves apple at Sylus:: rah rah.
Sylus Kurgen: Sis boom bah? ::TO Rab::
RhiannonD Harker: It's... inhibiting.
DUEL Deluthan: Scrape, 11! This one's going to be a high-scoring affair as Random and Ria thrust into each other! Five all!
QueenTeleperien: ::smiles:: well done Sylus.. ::refills his cup as well as her own::
RabMallet: ::chomps apple::
Richard D Harker: ::nods:: Bugger. ::hides a frown as he finishes his coffee and sets the mug on the bar::
Cadence Rayshon: ::is on her stool, standing now:: Come on Random!
DudeSumpinrudder: ::bitches and/or moans, and trots out::
DudeSumpinrudder has left the room.
RabMallet: if yeh like... haven't heard that bit...
Sylus Kurgen: ::Head back to his table:: Thank you
Random McChanse: ::changes his weapon to a kris and stabs forward, only to be stabbed in return::
Lightstn7: ::He nods to his wife;: Indeed. So I have more time to focus on you and our son now. And then go deal with Hunter's moods later.
Ria Graziano: ::keeps up the pressure and deals a blow that sends them into overtime since he's doing it too::
Maria A Graziano: That's it, Ria! One more! ::hanging out around the bottom of the stairs::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she looks to Tele:: Tele, have you met my husband?
Vincent VM Smith has left the room.
QueenTeleperien: ::shakes her head:: no
DUEL Deluthan: Rash, 12! Psly quickly switches up to catch Adamar before he can get away! (lc/ss) 3.5-1.5, Psly!
RabMallet: ::chomp::
Richard D Harker: ::company manners now, charming smile for whoever Rhi's introducing him to::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::dropping to the floor, legs sweeping out in a classic scissor kick::
QueenTeleperien: ::::to Richard:: good evening. I am pleased to meet you.
Qzarian3: ::looks for his drink, it's on the table along side the couch, of course he can't get to it with the injured arm.. drops his head a moment, before twisthing his body to get it:: I donno Kaj.. I just gotta lotta time and can't do
DUEL Deluthan: Scrape, 12! Ria cuts high, Random cuts low! Points all around! Six all!
Qzarian3: Anythign with it..
RabMallet: ::impressed with the scissors kick::
Ria Graziano: ::keeps up the attack and again trades, which forces her to fall back::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::rolling back to his feet, the mace moving once more::
RhiannonD Harker: Tele, this is my husband, Dennis Harker. ::gesturing to the proper parties with her hand:: Dennis... this is Her Majesty, Queen Teleperien of Eldicor.
QueenTeleperien: Do you wish to sit?
RabMallet: ::sudden realization:: hey there, Sylus. Is Mystic here?
Random McChanse: ::swings down with his newly created quarterstaff, only to be bopped upside the head in return::
Sylus Kurgen: ::Looks from Rhi to Joker as he sips his tea, then looks at Tele::
Kaja Adair: ::grabs him by his good shoulder, gently pushing him back towards his chair, stretching over him to retrieve his glass::
DUEL Deluthan: Rash, 13! Psly's sniffing the finish line somewhere close as his thrust lands over Adamar's low cut! 4.5-1.5, Psly!
Sylus Kurgen: ::Looks over at Rab:: No she isn't
RabMallet: ::nods:: sorry to interrupt
RhiannonD Harker: Sylus.. :: a polite nod to him::
Richard D Harker: Pleasure's mine. :;nods, arm around Rhi's shoulders, then blinks:: Your Majesty. ::releases Rhi to give a proper, courtly bow::
Sylus Kurgen: Rhiannon...::returns her nod::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::feinting low, spinning to kick into his opponent's chest::
QueenTeleperien: I've known your wife since she was a little one
RabMallet: ::crunch::
Qzarian3: ::yeah, cuz that's goina make him feel better, well, it won't after she's sitting back down anyway:: ::quietly:: Thanks.
DUEL Deluthan: Scrape, 13! Random stays aggressive, but Ria shows patience! (lp/hc) 6.5-6, her!
Random McChanse: ::gets his staff blocked::
RabMallet: ::finishes the apple and stands it carefully on the tabletop before stretching out his legs and crossing his arms to focus on the matches::
Illusia Drasoini: ::laughs:: Indee'. Well ::glancing around:: m'business is done 'ere this eve. ::lookin at their son:: An Max be tired.
Kaja Adair: :;softly:: My pleasure.
DUEL Deluthan: Rash, 14! Psly's feeling the burn on that one as Adamar slashes for a point! (sl/lp) 4.5-2.5, Psly!
Richard D Harker: So I'm learning with a lot of people here, Your Majesty. ::curt nod to Sylus::
Ria Graziano: ::swings up to block the attack coming::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::then gets his defense wrecked::
Adamar De Luis: ::gambles::
Lightstn7: ::He grins gently:: I agree my love. Shall we head home then?
Illusia Drasoini: ::a nod offered as she cradles the child closer:: Aye.
Illusia Drasoini: ((Luck to all in the final rounds of the tourney!))
QueenTeleperien: ::notices the shortness between Dennis and Sylus and Rhi::
Sylus Kurgen: ::Nods to J::
RabMallet: ::waves to Illusia:: be well.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::rolling to the side and back to his feet:: A'ight then. . .thaht's how y'wanna play it, neh?I
Cadence Rayshon: Common Random hurry up and win! I gotta git to work! ::Huffing::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she chuckles softly, her gaze on Tele:: Oh, dear... you should have heard Tass giving him the *speech.*
Pslyder FrToAl: ::-I::
Lightstn7: ;:He wraps both of his arms around his wife and son, then closes his eyes and the three of them vanish, leaving bit of green fire behind::
QueenTeleperien: ::looks at them both:: oh no..
Illusia Drasoini: ::poof!::
Random McChanse: I'm trying, I'm trying.
Illusia Drasoini has left the room.
QueenTeleperien: ::laughs::
DUEL Deluthan: Scrape, 14! This one could go all night, folks! (cp/lc) 6.5 all!
RabMallet: ::wide-eyed at the green fire:: sheesh.
Lightstn7 has left the room.
Richard D Harker: I barely escaped with my skin intact. ::nods::
RhiannonD Harker: Well, he's known me since I was born, too.
Random McChanse: ::catches the cut with his new net::
Ria Graziano: ::gets the gladius tangled up, and yanks it back::
RabMallet: rah! nice net! ::cheers::
DUEL Deluthan: Rash, 15! Not this one! Psly retaliates with a low cut that catches Adamar mid-duck! Win, Pslyder!
QueenTeleperien: Tass can be protective to those he cares for
Pslyder FrToAl: ::swinging low in a classic golf swing::
Pslyder FrToAl: FOOOORE!!!!
QueenTeleperien: ::fond smile::
Kaja Adair: ::just sits with him, quiet for a moment::
Richard D Harker: So can I, right, mo chroi?
DUEL Deluthan: ((Pslyder FrToAl .def. Adamar Del Luis, 5.5-2.5 in 15))
Kinadria Kitty: ::cheers and claps for Psly::
QueenTeleperien: ::stands:: I must return
Adamar De Luis: Well done
Adamar De Luis has left the room.
Cadence Rayshon: Random McChanse, ya gonna make me late for work! Win already! ::grinning::
QueenTeleperien: ::grins:: well done Rhi.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::settles back, breathing heavy, then clapping hands to his sides and bowing deeply to both:: Thanks. Gave me a real run thar.
RhiannonD Harker: ::she nods, a thoughtful smile on her face:: He always has been. ::and she looks to Joker:: Oh, yes... and you vault quite well, too.
Qzarian3: . . . ::just sits there too::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::then easing out through the ropes, heading for the bar::
DUEL Deluthan: Scrape, 15! Ria switches up, Random bookends! (lp/hc) 7-6.5, Random!
QueenTeleperien: ::to Sylus:: good evening
RhiannonD Harker: ::she leans to kiss Tele's cheek before she leaves::
Sylus Kurgen: ::Stands:: Fare travels your Majesty
Pslyder FrToAl: ::he had to get another water::
Hojyn: (( afk ))
Sylus Kurgen: ::Slight bow::
QueenTeleperien: ::gives Rhi a hug::
Richard D Harker: Take care, Your Majesty. ::respectful bow::
Bloodedbytherose: Good fight, m'dear! :: to PSly::
QueenTeleperien: night every one!
Cadence Rayshon: ::waving the open bottle of water around and of course splashin anyone near the bar::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she returns the hug:: Be well.
Random McChanse: ::the net flashes into a whip as he grabs the sword with the leather grip::
Cadence Rayshon: ::stomps her foot::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::grabbing said water and heading back to the table with Shard and Kina:: Frag me sideways. . .::settling down with a heavy thump into the chair::
Random McChanse: ::of the whip::
Richard D Harker: ::aw shucks smile for Rhi:: Well, you scared me, you know.
Cadence Rayshon: ::then eyes Random's choice of weapons::
Ria Graziano: ::unable to get through his bookend::
InsertProfoundSN: ::wants to die....... again::
QueenTeleperien has left the room.
Sylus Kurgen: :;Sits again and drinks his tea, watching the rings::
Cadence Rayshon: I was wondering where my whip went. ::eye::
Random McChanse: That's not your whip!
Kinadria Kitty: That.. was a good match Psly.
RhiannonD Harker: I didn't mean to... ::she blinks:: You mean more than I do normally? ::a bit of a wink::
Cadence Rayshon: Is so!
Bloodedbytherose: :: touches his hand:: Yay!
Random McChanse: It's a wholly different weapon!
RabMallet: ::gets up to sit by Sylus::
Pslyder FrToAl: Longes' fraggin' match Ah've had in yeahs. . .
Cadence Rayshon: No it's not!
Richard D Harker: ::chuckles:: Weeelll, yes.
Cadence Rayshon: Look at the handle, says Cad's Whip!
Sylus Kurgen: Evening Rab....how'd you fare?
Random McChanse: ::looks:: Well darn it.
Cadence Rayshon: ::snickerfit::
Random McChanse: Why the heck would my weapon transform into a exact duplicate of my girlfriend's whip?
RhiannonD Harker: I am glad you got to meet him.
Cadence Rayshon: ::and of course in fine print it says, "Cad's Whip for Whipping Random in Shape!"::
Ria Graziano: Uhh, who cares?
RabMallet: Slipped on by, slipped on by. On to the second for me and you...
Cadence Rayshon: I donno?
Richard D Harker: Me too, but he could've been a bit less dramatic, you know.
RabMallet: Yeh still Swordspersonality, or didja lose the rank? ::grins::
DUEL Deluthan: Scrape, 16! Random traps Ria's thrust for the win! (sh/th)
Maria A Graziano: ::allows her gaze to move on from the ring, taking a look around the crowd::
Cadence Rayshon: ::cheers!:: Yay!
Sylus Kurgen: ::Nods:: Yep...hopefully we don't have to face you in the next round
Qzarian3: ::frowns, waves to Maria:: Hey it's the big winner
RhiannonD Harker: Da always did have a flair for that. And honestly... how else could one make such an announcement?
Sylus Kurgen: I'm still swordsman
Ria Graziano: ::lunging in, she's getting tired, and in that, loses::
Random McChanse: ::his weapon glows and morphs into a claw, which he uses to parry then score for the win::
DUEL Deluthan: ((Random McChanse .def. Ria Graziano, 8-6.5 in 16 rounds.))
DUEL Deluthan: What a duel!
Random McChanse: Amen to that!
Sylus Kurgen: Well done Random!! ::whistles::
Random McChanse: Excellently dueled.
Ria Graziano: ::steps back without a salute, wipes her forehead, and storms out of the arena with a nod to Maria::
Maria A Graziano: ::her brown eyes narrow in on Kheld before starting to weave through the tables and chairs towards him:: You alright?
Cadence Rayshon: ::is all quick and such, runs to him, hugs kisses on the cheek, whispers private stuff in his ear and darts up and out for work, she's late for goodness sake:: See you at home tonight! ::Dash N Go::
Maria A Graziano: ::a distracted nod as Ria storms past::
Random McChanse: ::tries to give a bow, but she's gone::
RabMallet: ::applauds:: brilliant match.
DUEL Deluthan: Great first-round dueling all around!
Random McChanse: *meep!*
Richard D Harker: Hn. Point. Still, he should've gotten you to sit down first.
Ria Graziano has left the room.
Cadence Rayshon has left the room.
Random McChanse: See you...
Random McChanse: ::is flustered by the speed::
Sylus Kurgen: Care to join us Random? :;flags him over::
RhiannonD Harker: As you recall, I was sitting and stood when I saw him.
RabMallet: ::looks after the storming past figures::
Random McChanse: I'ma coming!
Qzarian3: Uhh.. well.. ::frowns:: I'll recover..
DUEL RoryLaurent: Let's get the second round of this party started!
RabMallet: guess it gets gradually more lonely in here... it was like the TDL season for a bit ::grins sadly::
Kaja Adair: ::sips her milk, sitting there as Maria questions Khel::
RabMallet: ::waves arm at Rory:: question!
DUEL RoryLaurent: In Right, I have Rab and Sly Guy and in Left, I have Hojyn and Vanion.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::takes a quick swig of his water::
AntnoFlcne has entered the room.
RabMallet: please!
RhiannonD Harker: ::she looks toward Rory::
DUEL RoryLaurent: What's that? ::squinting at Rab::
Random McChanse: ::gets ova there::
Richard D Harker: Right. ::shakes his head:: Next time, stay sitting. ::chuckles:: I'm getting too old to bar vault.
Sylus Kurgen: :;grumbles::
RabMallet: d'yeh get to use fanciness?
Random McChanse: ::like an egg::
DUEL Deluthan: That was just the warm-up round! Lothar and Pslyder, Ring Bruise! Random and Rhiannon, Ring Sprain!
Sylus Kurgen: ::Heads theah::
RabMallet: ::gets up as he watches for her answer::
Random McChanse: Hey, that ring sounds like what I'll have if I duel like that last one again.
InsertProfoundSN: ::appears suddenly in the ring with the one he does not know::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::sighs, downs the rest of his water, shrugs out of his shirt, grabs up the mace and heads for Bruise::
RabMallet: ::heads for Right ring::
RhiannonD Harker: ::a quick kiss to Joker's cheek and she heads for Ring Sprain::
DUEL RoryLaurent: ((If you have fancies on the current standings which are at duelingzone.com, you can use fancies in this tournament.))
Richard D Harker: Good luck, mo chroi. ::steals a kiss before she has to head for the ring::
Bloodedbytherose: :: eyes wide:: Ooohhh, baby.
RabMallet: ::nods:: thankee
Kinadria Kitty: Good luck Psly
RabMallet: ::looks for Sly Guy::
Maria A Graziano: And how soon might that be? ::squinting a bit at the arm, crossing her own arms in front of her chest::
Sylus Kurgen: ::Nods to Rab:: You're duelin me
RabMallet: ::startled, laughs::
Qzarian3: I'll be ready for the season.
RabMallet: yer Sly!
Random McChanse: ::does a quick kata, his strange weapon morphing through various forms as he dances about the ring::
Richard D Harker: ::orders another mug of coffee and settles in to watch his wife's match::
RabMallet: brilliant! ::extends hand:: let's go then, me friend!
Pslyder FrToAl: Thanks, y'all. . .::hops into the ring, bowing to Lothar::
Sylus Kurgen: ::Grins:: You know it!
RhiannonD Harker: ::she gets in the ring, sweeps a salute to Random:: Good luck. ::and then she salutes Deluthan::
Random McChanse: ::salutes with his weapon, now posing as a rapier for style points::
LotharBlacklance: ::salutes Pslyder and readies himself:: duel well
Random McChanse: And the same to you.
InsertProfoundSN: ::ignites the red technical-flame of the lightsaber and sets into an open stance::
Sylus Kurgen: :;Slautes:: Losw to me quick...::grins with a laugh::
Sylus Kurgen: Lose*
Hojyn: ::Hojyn entered the next appointed ring, his scimitar held loosely at his side::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::and to Del, then bringing the mace up to shoulder level:: Le's do this right, y'heah?
Random McChanse: I prefer it slow, myself.
RabMallet: ::winds up and cricks his neck:: not so quick there, you've put me in the dirt a few times.
Maria A Graziano: Ready as in you'll be completely healed and ready to go or ready in that you'll duel and only make yourself worse until the point that you're crippled and will walk around not being able to have a full range of motion and be in
Maria A Graziano: terrible pain the rest of your life?
Random McChanse: More satisfying that way.
Sylus Kurgen: :;Chuckles:: Duel well
RabMallet: indeed. well, duel!
RabMallet: ::griins::
Random McChanse: ::wonders if Rab is slightly dyslexic::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Left, Round 1. Vanion and Hojyn get off to a bloody start as they both lunge at one another. (thx2) 1 all!
Random McChanse: ::then gets back into concentration::
Qzarian3: It's not that bad..
RabMallet: ::crosses eyes::
Richard D Harker: ::sips his coffee and watches the rings::
Qzarian3: ::man, everyone's on his case these days.. making it seem like he Doesn't take care ofhimself::
Hojyn: ::Extends his weapon forward, only managing a trade of attacks::
Maria A Graziano: That's what Chris told me and the next thing I knew he was poppin' pain killers like candy.
InsertProfoundSN: ::suppenates his wrist and moves in, striking simultaneously with his opponent::
DUEL Deluthan: Bruise, 1! Psly's thrust is faster than Lothar's low cut!
RabMallet: ::uncrosses eyes::
DUEL Deluthan: Sprain, 1! Rhi's thrust is faster than Random's high cut!
Pslyder FrToAl: ::foot snapping out with surprising speed, the mace used for balance::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she lunges out for a center body strike and connects::
Random McChanse: ::gets poked::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Right, Round 1. Off to an aggressive start over here as well as Sly Guy sweeps in low and Rab goes high. (lc/hc) 1 all.
RabMallet: ::laughs::
Carnage669 has left the room.
LotharBlacklance: ::comes in low and gets stabbed::
Sylus Kurgen: :;Grins::
RabMallet: ::connects with an ear, gets an ankle shaved::
MystcSil has entered the room.
DUEL RoryLaurent: Left, Round 2. Another round, another exchange of blows. Hojyn connects low while Vanion replies high. (hc/lc) 2 all!
Sylus Kurgen: ::Turns with the blow to cut down on the blunt force trauma::
RabMallet: yeh got more fancy blade-thingies these days?
Pslyder FrToAl: ::blunt force trauma is goooood. . .::
RabMallet: ::peering at Sylus's weapon::
LotharBlacklance: ::rubs at his chest, sort of glad it was a mace instead of a sword::
LotharBlacklance: Ow...
Pslyder FrToAl: ::or, in that case, a foot::
Sylus Kurgen: :;Spins his twin blades and eyes the mallet::
DUEL Deluthan: Bruise, 2! Pslyder pulls further ahead with solid defense! (cp/th) 1.5-0!
Hojyn: ::Takes a second swing low, still not able to gain any advantage::
Qzarian3: ::shrugs, well half shrugs:: I don't know what else to tell ya then Maria. If you're not ogina take my word for it then I donno
Pslyder FrToAl: ::then the mace swinging low to spin the cut away::
RabMallet: but of course. two blades're better'n one...
InsertProfoundSN: ::rolls his wrist around, flicking a cut into the shoulder, but not managing to keep away his opponent's strike::
Richard D Harker: ::proud smile as he watches his wife in the ring::
Sylus Kurgen: Just what I was trained with...:;shrugs::
DUEL Deluthan: Sprain, 2! Rhi gets the big whiff as her attack sails well over Random's head! (fdu/hc) One all!
LotharBlacklance: ::still a little off balance from the kick, thrusts out and gets blocked::
Maria A Graziano: ::blinks, taking a small step away from Kheld:: Alright. Leave you be.
RabMallet: ::impressed:: you trained with twins? women? or men?
RhiannonD Harker: ::she blade flies over Random's head and she nods::
RabMallet: was it confusing?
Sylus Kurgen: Women of course
Random McChanse: ::leans backward parallel to the floor in seeming slow motion as the blade slides through the air overhead::
Maria A Graziano: ::brows knit and she purses her lips tightly as she heads for the bar for a bottle of water::
Sylus Kurgen: ::Grins:: Double the fun
RhiannonD Harker: ::her blade::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Right, Round 2. Rab and Sly Guy switch up and go at each other once more! (hc/lc) 2 all!
RabMallet: ::nods thoughtfully:: or quadruple. I spose...
Qzarian3: I just donno what else I can say, you asked if I'd be ok, I said I would be.. as far as I know I've been pretty honest. Do you want me to go see Kitune's people..
Qzarian3: Take some tests or somethign?
RabMallet: ::whacked::
RabMallet: ::whomp::
Sylus Kurgen: ::Hacked::
DUEL Deluthan: Bruise, 3! Psly keeps the pressure on as his cut lands over Lothar's defense! (hc/fcp) 2.5-0!
Richard D Harker: Haircuts. ::nods and sips his coffee::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::feinting low as he planted the butt end of the mace into the floor, kicking for the chin with the combat boots::
MystcSil has left the room.
Tasslehofl Momus has entered the room.
LotharBlacklance: ::still not getting a read on Plsyder, and taking the raw end of this duel::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Said alright. Won't bother you. ::tossed over her shoulder in an emotionless tone but snagging a bottle of water pretty violently, comes to rest on a bar stool, releasing a heavy exhale::
Pslyder FrToAl: ((Whoops. . .))
Pslyder FrToAl: ((Wasn't my fault!))
Pslyder FrToAl: ((::flees!!:: ))
RabMallet: so why're you Sly Guy? or is it an unrequested nickname?
DUEL Deluthan: Sprain, 3! Random and Rhi compare parries, although Random's really trying hard there. (fcp/cp) Still one all!
Random McChanse: ::actually he's not, cuz there's nothing fancy about his moves::
Sylus Kurgen: ::Unrequestion....:;chuckles:: Rory's been calling me that since I entered the last Tournament
Random McChanse: ::or at least his parries::
Richard D Harker: ::watches his wife's bladework and smiles::
RabMallet: sarcasm, then, mayhaps...
DUEL RoryLaurent: Left, Round 3. Hojyn shoots up a defensive block that keeps him from being tagged by Vanion's lunge. (cp/th) 2.5-2, Hojyn.
Qzarian3: ::sighs again::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she takes a step back and sweeps fast parry, but finds he has done the same::
Qzarian3: I'm sorry Maria. ::shakes his head::
RabMallet: ::spins the mallet head::
AntnoFlcne: ::makes his way quietly down the stairs, looking around::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Right, Round 3. Rab attempts to get away but Sly Guy switches up once more. (lc/ss) 3-2, Sly Guy.
DUEL Deluthan: Bruise, 4! Psly's starting to run away with this one! (ss/th) 3-0!
InsertProfoundSN: ::blocked that time with the thrust::
Hojyn: ::Light on his feet as he stepped aside, shoving the lunge the opposite way with the scimitar::
RabMallet: ::stumbles over the low slice::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::spins to the side, avoiding the blade::
DUEL Deluthan: Scrape, 4! These two ain't foolin'! (th/th) Two all!
LotharBlacklance: ::stumbles as he falls past the elf::
Kinadria Kitty: :: bright smile and a wave towards the stairs::
Random McChanse: ::his weapon morphs into a lance and he charges forward, yet also gets poked::
Kaja Adair: ::just rubs his shoulder, says nothing before sipping more milk::
Maria A Graziano: ::a shrug, placing the cool bottle of water lightly against her arm:: Ain't no big thing. Know I ain't ever been your favorite person. Just wanted to make sure you're alright. You are. No biggie.
AntnoFlcne: ::nods in answer to the wave, and picks his way carefully over to Kina::
Daimyo Joku has entered the room.
RhiannonD Harker: ((Umm... was that Scrape or Sprain, Del?))
DUEL RoryLaurent: Left, Round 4. Vanion swings out a defense but Hojyn sneaks one under to increase his lead by a point. (lc/flp) 3.5-2, Hojyn.
Bloodedbytherose: Yay, Psly! ::Giggles::
Daimyo Joku: ((Have I missed a the time to get in on the ToR tourney?))
Random McChanse: (It's supposed to be Sprain, but he's been calling Scrape so long, I don't hold it against him)
Random McChanse: (Just slightly, sorry.)
Pslyder FrToAl: ::sweat forming on his skin as he settled down:: ((Second round already, sorry))
Carnage669 has entered the room.
RhiannonD Harker: ((Ok, just checking))
Qzarian3: That's silly. ::getting up, carefully and going over there:: I don't have a favorite.. we're a team.. we're family. there are no favorites... I'm just depressed cuz I can't do anything.. I didn't mean to be a jag about it..
Daimyo Joku: ((cool, thanks, just curious. ))
Kinadria Kitty: ::grins and nudges Shard pointing:: look over there... thats my husband.
DUEL Deluthan: ((Oops, sorry. Those S-words all look the same!))
RhiannonD Harker: ::she lunges out going for the center body and finds it returned::
LotharBlacklance: ((Do overs! Back to round 1! :D ))
InsertProfoundSN: ::a couple mis-readings and Vanion finds himself oddly behind::
Random McChanse: ::by a giant lance to boot::
Pslyder FrToAl: ((Yeah. . .some are curved. . .some straight. . .most are sharp, though. . .::flees!!!:: ))
Daimyo Joku: ::the japanese elven warrior enters the catacombs by striding down the steps from the tavern above::
Bloodedbytherose: Ahhh...
DUEL Deluthan: Bruise, 5! Lothar and Psylder try to low cut each other! Doesn't work. 3-0 Psly still!
Maria A Graziano: ::chews lightly on her bottom lip before offering a brief shaky smile:: I understand. It's alright.
Richard D Harker: ::a little shift of his lean against the bar while he watches his wife duel-dance with her opponent in the ring::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::blocking low with much force::
RabMallet: ::braces himself::
DUEL Deluthan: Sprain, 5! Random cuts high, Rhi low, points all around! 3 all!
DUEL RoryLaurent: Left, Round 5. Hojyn switches up again, bringing his blade in high where he tags Vanion mid-step. (hc/fss) 4.5-2, Hojyn.
LotharBlacklance: ::tangles up low, but at least doesn't get scored upon::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::taking the time to get a quick breath, keeping his eyes on his opponent::
LotharBlacklance: ::takes the welcome respite::
AntnoFlcne: ::takes the open seat next to Kina, sitting down, then reaching for her hand::
Daimyo Joku: ::sees the Talon tourney in full swing, and sighs a little to himself as he approaches the bar, bummed he couldn't get here in time::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she swings low for an ankle bite cut, connects, but finds a high strike hitting home::
Random McChanse: ::slices upward with his spiky mace, still carrying the glowing white mark of its former selves::
Qzarian3: ::shakes his head, moving closer:: No, obviously if ya got the impression I didn't like ya then it's not ok..
DUEL Deluthan: Bruise, 6! Psly traps Lothar's thrust to bring this one closer to a close! (sh/th) 4-0!
Pslyder FrToAl: ::slams down on the thrust::
Kinadria Kitty: ::smiles locking fingers with Antonio and leaning to give him a quick kiss::
LotharBlacklance: ::dares it, even while he knows he's no match for the elf's speed::
AntnoFlcne: ::returns the kiss, then settles in to watch::
DUEL RoryLaurent: What do I know? ::shifting uncomfortably, her gaze falling to the bottle of water in hand::
DUEL RoryLaurent: ((Grr.))
Bloodedbytherose: :: gets up and capers:: Go Psly!
Daimyo Joku: ::gets himself a bottle of some Badsider brew he enjoys so much and turns to witness the action in the rings, nodding hearing Psylder's match results so far::
DUEL Deluthan: Sprain, 6! Rhi takes the lead with a mean slash! (sl/lp) 4-3!
RabMallet: ::squints at Sylus:: yeh in there?
Richard D Harker: ::frowns into his coffee mug with the hit Rhi takes::
Random McChanse: ::gets battered::
Sylus Kurgen: ::Cants his head to the side:: Yea
RhiannonD Harker: ::she flicks her blade tip in a zigzag fashion and this time the slash works like gangbusters::
Qzarian3: You know what you feel, which means that I've obviously done something to influence that, and I never ment to give you that impression.
DUEL RoryLaurent: Left, Round 6. Hojyn steps away as Vanion gets all defensive as well. No points exchanged. (dis/sh) 4.5-2.
Hojyn: ::The Ashalan took steps back, sizing up his opponent for the finish::
InsertProfoundSN: ::manages to get away from a breather there::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Right, Round 4. Rab swings in high but Sly Guy gives him a gut check to take a two point lead. (th/hc) 4-2, Sly Guy.
RabMallet: ::eats it::
Kaja Adair: ::shakes her head as he goes after her, turning her attention to the duels instead::
RabMallet: ack
Kinadria Kitty: ::soft smile:: Its rather chaotic in here tonight, tournement night.
DUEL Deluthan: Bruise, 7! Psly sends Lothar on a trip out of the tourney! (lc/fss)
Pslyder FrToAl: ::drops down into the scissor kick to wind up with the first shutout of the night::
Bloodedbytherose: :: reaches into her pouch, and pulls out a towel, cheering loudly for Psly::
RabMallet: ::useless swing sails off and away::
DUEL Deluthan: ((Pslyder FrToAl .def. LotharBlacklance, 5-0 in 7 rounds.))
Carnage669 has left the room.
Sylus Kurgen: ::Takes it down the middle::
Tasslehofl Momus has left the room.
Daimyo Joku: ::claps and cheers Psylder for his win:: Nice shutout, chummer.
Maria A Graziano: Nah. It's no biggie. ::her gaze lifting, offering another shrug:: I'm tired. Still adjustin' to the workin' mom thing. Didn't mean to interrupt nothin'.
Daimyo Joku has left the room.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::rolls out of the ring, panting::
AntnoFlcne: ::nods to Kina:: Trial by fire for me then... You know, in all the years I worked upstairs, I never got around to coming down here.
Maria A Graziano: Just wanted to enjoy a couple hours without a screamin' baby. ::giving a brief sheepish smile::
Kinadria Kitty: Good job Psly!
LotharBlacklance: ::salutes Pslyder:: well won
DUEL Deluthan: Sprain, 7! Rhiannon sends Random packing! (th/lc)
LotharBlacklance: ::salutes Deluthan:: thanks for calling
Random McChanse: ::and he's done::
Bloodedbytherose: :: brings Psly a towel::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::nods and waves:: Jus'. . .lemme. . .catch. . .m'breath. . .
LotharBlacklance: ::sheathes his blade and steps from the ring, his night over early::
Random McChanse: Well won.
Kinadria Kitty: Really? ::grins:: Ive only been coming down here a few weeks.
RabMallet: ::grins:: yeh underestimate yerself, Sylus.
DUEL Deluthan: ((RhiannonD Harker .def. Random McChanse, 5-3 in 7 rounds.))
RabMallet: mind if I don't call yeh Sly?...
RhiannonD Harker: ::she goes aggressive, lunges out and connects:: Well dueled. ::she salutes her opponent::
DUEL Deluthan: Great dueling all around!
DUEL RoryLaurent: Left, Round 7. The defense patrol keeps right on defending as Hojyn steps away and Vanion steps around. (dis/fss) Still 4.5-2.
Qzarian3: Let me take her for ya a night then.. I can still manage that..
Random McChanse: That's the downside to long battles, you get stuck in the old mindset, and get crushed by a different one.
RhiannonD Harker: ::she turns and salutes Del:: Excellent calling, thank you.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::whoo. . .::
Richard D Harker: ::another fist pump in the air:: Yes!
Sylus Kurgen: Go ahead Rab...:;chuckles:: Might be good to have a new nickname
RhiannonD Harker: ::a slight nod to Random:: True,
Maria A Graziano: Nah. ::quickly, shaking her head:: Just wanted to get out for an hour or two. Bode's with her. We're cool. Seriously. She talks enough trash about me. Go back over there. Don't need to give her another reason.
RhiannonD Harker: ::and she bolts for the loo again::
RabMallet: ::shrugs:: Sylus works for me.
Hojyn: ::Hojyn kept his distance, a smirk planted on that tattooed face::
Qzarian3: ::shakes his head::
Random McChanse: Normally, I fare well against super-aggression, too. Oh well.
Richard D Harker: ::mutters into his mug:: Parrot.
Daimyo Joku has entered the room.
Maria A Graziano: I'm cool, Kheld. Just tired's all. ::rolling the bottle of water between her palms:: Don't know what else to say.
Daimyo Joku: ((Whoa...))
Daimyo Joku: ((anyone here>))
Qzarian3: It works about as well for you as it did for me. I'll talk to ya soon Cap.. ::moves back to his seat, flops::
DUEL Deluthan: ((What is here? Are we really anywhere?))
DUEL Deluthan: ::stretches, looks around::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she returns and mutters to herself::
Sylus Kurgen: (( AFK ))
Richard D Harker: Sorry, annsachd. ::lean to steal a kiss from his returning wife::
Kinadria Kitty: I promised Psly Id come down and cheer for him.
DUEL RoryLaurent: Left, Round 8. I liked you boys a lot better when you were beating on one another. (cpx2) Still 4.5-2, Hojyn.
RhiannonD Harker: ::she leans to Joker:: (s) I have the feeling I'll be living in the bathroom for a while.
RabMallet: ::swings the mallet up to his shoulder and paces the perimeter of the ring::
Richard D Harker: I'll move in pillows. ::prepares for the swat::
AntnoFlcne: ::gives Kina's hand a squeeze::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Right, Round 5. Rab struggles to get back in this one, dropping down low but Sly Guy sees that one coming. He sends in a low blow for the final point and win. (fdu/lc) 5-2, Sly Guy.
RhiannonD Harker: ::she gladly gives up that kiss and returns one then rolls her eyes:: That's bad.
DUEL RoryLaurent: Sly Guy moves on and Rab's quest for the Talon comes to an end.
RabMallet: ::eats the ground::
Qzarian3: So what were you up too? ::looks over at Kaja:: Before ya volunteered to babysit that is.. ::offers a bit of a smile::
RabMallet: ::gets up::
Kinadria Kitty: ::smiles then gives a whistle for Sylus::
Daimyo Joku has left the room.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::rolls to his feet, getting more water::
Richard D Harker: But you'd be more comfortable right?
Sylus Kurgen: Well fought Rab ::holds out his hand::
RabMallet: ::grins:: well fought indeed. ::shakes::
Richard D Harker: Bollocks. ::as he hears some results::
RabMallet: on to the talent show for yeh.
RhiannonD Harker: Oh, yes, wet pillows are just delightful. ::she snickers::
Daimyo Joku has entered the room.
RabMallet: ::exits the ring::
Kaja Adair: Nothin'...Yer stuck wi' me.
RabMallet: thankee Rory.
Sylus Kurgen: ::Hops out of the ring and heads back to his table::
Richard D Harker: Weeelll, we can get waterproofed ones.
Kinadria Kitty: Sylus!
DUEL RoryLaurent: Not a problem. Nice run. ::flashing a smile to Rab::
Sylus Kurgen: What!
Kinadria Kitty: Come meet my husband!
RabMallet: ::shrugs:: run of one, eh. no matter.
RhiannonD Harker: And then I stick to them like the padded chairs we have for the beach.
Daimyo Joku: ((Is anyone else seeing a bunch of SNs leave and reenter the room in spurts?))
Sylus Kurgen: ::Looks at Antonio:: We've met
Pslyder FrToAl: ((Nope))
RabMallet: ::sits::
InsertProfoundSN: ((well, this is perfect timing but a very large emergency came up))
InsertProfoundSN: ((and i have to run to the hospital))
RhiannonD Harker: ((Just yours, dude))
Kinadria Kitty: You have? When?
Daimyo Joku: ((thanks.))
InsertProfoundSN: ((i'm sorry for being unable to finish - take care guys))
RabMallet: ((jest go, man, go))
InsertProfoundSN has left the room.
Richard D Harker: Hn. Weell, we'll figure out something, mo chroi.
Sylus Kurgen: There was this incident....and well...some how I ended up losing all my clothes....Antonio let me borrow his cloak.
Hojyn: ((afk a moment))
AntnoFlcne: ::nods to Sylus:: Ah, I do seem to recall that.
DUEL RoryLaurent: Hojyn takes the win, advancing on to the next round!
Kinadria Kitty: ::giggles:: Oh....
RabMallet: ::digs out his last apple::
Sylus Kurgen: ::Nods:: I still have it if you want it back....I washed it of course
RabMallet: ::looks it over and puts it away again::
AntnoFlcne: ::shakes his head:: You are welcome to it. I am glad that it served you well
RabMallet: ::looks over the remaining rings::
AntnoFlcne: I have other means of staying warm these days ::glances adoringly at Kina::
Daimyo Joku: ::nbotices some matches end, nodding at some results, though some names and faces not known to him currently involved::
Qzarian3: Poor me :fake eye roll, smile:: So now what?
Maria A Graziano: ::taps the bottle of water against the outside of a thigh, watching the active rings curiously::
Kinadria Kitty: ::smiles:: Sylus's brother is wed to one of my grandaughters dear...
Sylus Kurgen: ::Chuckles::
Kaja Adair: :;chuckles:: E'erythin' okay? :;nodding head Maria's way::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::swigging down some more water, sweat running down his bare torso, mace still held tightly in one hand::
RhiannonD Harker: Really... I'll be ok. ::she smiles:: The body isn't so bad to deal with, it's the emotional roller coaster.
AntnoFlcne: Truly? I did not know that.
Sylus Kurgen: Looks like we're family Antony....
Carnage669 has entered the room.
Qzarian3: I donno.. ::shakes his head::
AntnoFlcne: ::nods:: It appears so, cousin ::smirks::
Sylus Kurgen: ::grins::
Richard D Harker: ::nods:: We'll weather that ride together. The end result'll be worth it.
Carnage669 has left the room.
Kinadria Kitty: ::giggles:: technically darling.. sylus would be grandson not cousin.
RhiannonD Harker: (s) Damn straight. ::a kiss to Joker's cheek::
AntnoFlcne: Its just difficult for me to think of him as my grandson...
Daimyo Joku: ::takes the moment to stroll over to Psylder, giving him a smile and a nod in greeting:: Seem to be doing good this tourney, eh chummer?
DUEL RoryLaurent: ::pops up her sneakered feet into Del's lap, giving him a cheeky grin as she hands over her notebook::
Kinadria Kitty: ::nods::
DUEL Deluthan: Third round, coming up! Rhiannon and Pslyder, Ring Break! Sylus and Hojyn, Ring Split!
Pslyder FrToAl: ::pausing in his refreshment:: Looks 'bout thaht way. . .but. . .::heads to ring break::
Sylus Kurgen: ::laughs;: then don't....because technicly I'm not. You are related to Art through Shan....I'm only related to you guys through Shan's baby. I'm not related to the two of you.
Richard D Harker: ::goofy smile:: Gráim thú, annsachd.
Hojyn: (( Back ))
DUEL Deluthan: ::pries it away::
Daimyo Joku: ::chuckles, and raises the bottle of Badsider brew to Psylder:: Good luck.
RhiannonD Harker: Gráim thú, a chuisle mo chroí.
Daimyo Joku has left the room.
Richard D Harker: ::stares:: That sounds like your family, mo chroi. Only yours makes more sense, who's related to who, I mean.
RhiannonD Harker: ::a quick kiss and off to the ring she goes::
RabMallet: Onward, upward, Sylus.
Kinadria Kitty: Good luck Sy.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::moves through the ropes, bows to both:: A'ight then. . .
Richard D Harker: ::warm smile:: Good luck, mo chroi.
Daimyo Joku has entered the room.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::nods to Daimyo::
RhiannonD Harker: That's only because it's our family.... ::over her shoulder::
Sylus Kurgen: ::heads into the ring whistling an old battle hymn::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::Joku, even::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she salutes Pslyder and Del::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::then settling back, bringing the mace up to shoulder level again::
RhiannonD Harker: Good luck,
Pslyder FrToAl: Same to ya, chica.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::he must look a sight. . .::
Richard D Harker: ::settles in once again to watch his wife duel::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::all sweaty and whatnot::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::can we say, ew?::
DUEL RoryLaurent: ((While everybody's here: the ROH site is down. Unfortunately, it appears the server was hacked. We were in the process of transitioning to a new server and new design. The webpage will be back up along with the newer design
DUEL RoryLaurent: sometime tomorrow.))
Pslyder FrToAl: ((Yay new site!!))
Sylus Kurgen: (( we're down to the final 4 right? ))
RhiannonD Harker: ((Hacked? That sucks... :-( ))
DUEL Deluthan: ((Yep.))
RabMallet: ((someone wanted to get up in the standings....))
DUEL Deluthan: Break, 1! This one starts off heated as Rhi cuts high, Psly low! One all!
DUEL RoryLaurent: ((The standings are located at www.duelingzone.com currently along with updates on the progress.))
Pslyder FrToAl: ::starting off with ten pounds of blunt force trauma to the legs, catching a cut to the shoulder in the process::
Qzarian3: (( On that note, DoF Standings'll go up when I can check the boards for any more reports heh))
RhiannonD Harker: ::she sweeps up for a shoulder tag and grimaces as the other weapon comes in and connects::
Kinadria Kitty: :: cuddles against Antonio attention split between the rings::
Richard D Harker: ::watches this match with a slight frown, concerned::
Qzarian3: ::kicks his feet up::
AntnoFlcne: ::snuggles, his arm around Kina, watching, and trying to learn::
Qzarian3: You had dinner yet?
Sylus Kurgen: :;Draws his twin scimitars:: Duel well
DUEL Deluthan: Split, 1! Hojyn's thrust gets him on the board first landing under Sylus' high cut!
RabMallet: jest hit him, Sylus.
Sylus Kurgen: I intend to...::looks at Rab::
Kaja Adair: Nah. What do ya want?
Hojyn: ::Takes a clean swipe with the Senpet weapon::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::stepping back, rolling out the injured shoulder as some of his blood mixed with the sweat::
RabMallet: ::grins:: easy, jest cheerin'
DUEL Deluthan: Break, 2! Psly drops a circular parry that deflects Rhi's thrust! 1.5-1, him!
Qzarian3: Gah, beat me too it, that was my question
Daimyo Joku has left the room.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::then swinging with a grunt to deflect the incoming sharp pointy object::
RabMallet: aim for his nostrils. ::nods::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she lunges out for the center body strike and nods as the parry knocks it away::
Kaja Adair: ::snickers:: Ah'm forcin' ya ta accept some TLC.
Kaja Adair: ::flips open a notepad, grabbing a pen::
Richard D Harker: ::sips from his mug, only to discover it's empty, sets it on the bar::
Kinadria Kitty: what do you think so far love?
Qzarian3: ::sighs, she's really planning to go through with all this:: I donno
Kaja Adair: Think. Steak? Chicken? Pizza?
Kaja Adair: ::raises a finely arched eyebrow::
Qzarian3: Pizza's nice and easy..
Pslyder FrToAl: ::aw hell. . .don't distract him with food. . .::
AntnoFlcne: ::cocks his head to Kina:: It is interesting, to be certain. I'm having trouble following things - trying to watch everything at once, I suspect.
Kinadria Kitty: ::nods:: It can be a bit busy.
Kaja Adair: Sounds good... type o' crust, cheesy, meaty?
DUEL Deluthan: Break, 3! Psly cuts high, Rhi low, points and more points! 2.5-2, Psly!
RabMallet: ::gets restlessly to his feet and goes to lean against the wall::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she swings low for Pslyder's ankles and finds his high cut coming in to meet its target::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::goes for the shoulder tag, and gets some ventilation in the pants:: 'Ey now! No jewel shots!
DUEL Deluthan: Split, 2! Sylus steps around Hojyn's defense to close the gap some. (ss/cp) 1-.5, Hojyn!
Richard D Harker: Hn. ::chuckles:: That's what you get for ogling my wife.
Daimyo Joku has entered the room.
RabMallet: ::nods::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::wasn't ogling!!!::
Sylus Kurgen: :;Slide to the right::
Pslyder FrToAl: Ah don' ogle no mo', son. . .too much work. ::eyes still on Rhiannon, brow furrowed in concentration::
Qzarian3: Uhh.. whatever.. meat I guess
RhiannonD Harker: ::a slight chuckle as she hears Psylder and she winks to Joker::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::mace held almost staff-like, hands spread wide along the haft::
DUEL Deluthan: Break, 4! Psly steps out of harm's way to grab a full-point lead! (ss/sl) 3-2!
Kaja Adair: ::purses full lips:: Ya can do bettah'n that. Ya ain't nevah ordered pizza before?
Richard D Harker: ::grins to his wife::
Maria A Graziano: ::slides to her feet, taking one last pull from the bottle of water before starting for the stairs, snaking her way through the tables, chairs, and people::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::eases to the side, letting the wild swing go on by::
Daimyo Joku has left the room.
RhiannonD Harker: ::she moves her blade in a zigzag pattern, but Pslyder walks off::
RabMallet: ::drags the mallet doorward::
DUEL Deluthan: Split, 3! Sy ties it up with more defense! (lp/th) One all!
Maria A Graziano: ::lightly jogs up the stairs and heads for home::
Maria A Graziano has left the room.
RabMallet: win it, Sylus.
Qzarian3: You have too, you can fill in the blanks I'm sure
RabMallet: cheers, all. ::departs::
RabMallet has left the room.
Kaja Adair: ::chuckles, pushing off of her seat:: Now ah see why ya don' let anybody do anythin' fer ya.
Sylus Kurgen: ::Lifts his left blade high to stem the attack::
Richard D Harker: Hn. Old man indeed. ::shakes his head::
Kinadria Kitty: :: slides over to Antonios lap for a better snuggle still watching::
DUEL Deluthan: Break, 5! Psly and Rhi trade thrusts for extra points! 4-3 Psly!
AntnoFlcne: ::wraps his arms around her waist, resting his chin gently on her shoulder::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::continues the trip down, twisting and planting his hands on the sand, foot lashing out in a wide arc to connect with her side as she clips his hip::
Qzarian3: ::Stands up::
Qzarian3: Why's that?
RhiannonD Harker: ::eyes on Pslyder again, she goes for the center body strike, connects and finds his mace hitting her as well::
Richard D Harker: ::concerned watch of the match now, especially with that mace hit::
Veighn Yhaull has entered the room.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::rolling with the blow and back to his feet, mace in hand, turning to look at her once more::
Kaja Adair: ::grins at him:: 'Cause ya suck at askin' fer wha'cha want.
DUEL Deluthan: Split, 4! Hojyn and Sy clash with low cuts! Still one all!
Kaja Adair: ::chuckles, sliding the notepad into a back pocket and heading for the stairs::
Random McChanse has left the room.
Qzarian3: i see ::following:: And what do I want now..
Sylus Kurgen: ::Heavy metal greets his ears instead of flesh on steele::
Kaja Adair: ::shrugs:: 'Ell if'n ah know... ah'm jes' the genie's what's gotta grant yer wish.
Kinadria Kitty: ::soft purr:: now see.. If Psly wins his match.. and Sylus wins his.. I will be completely at a loss for who to cheer for.
Kaja Adair: ::chuckles:: Mah ESP's on th' blink.
Qzarian3: 's cuz I don't care ::nods:: besides we can figure it out when we get there..
Sylus Kurgen: (( AFK))
Qzarian3: I'm also not the only one that's goina eat it
AntnoFlcne: ::nods:: That could be interesting
DUEL RoryLaurent: ::slides the ornate wooden box containing the Talon on over to Del, leaving things in his capable hands as she sneaks back to the office to work on some things::
DUEL Deluthan: Break, 6! Rhi takes a risk with a parry, and Psly manages slip his cut beneath her defense for the win! (lc/flp)
DUEL RoryLaurent has left the room.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::drops down, legs crashing into hers with yet another scissor kick::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she sweeps a parry in anticipation of a cut, but the 50/50 gets her as does his blade::
DUEL Deluthan: Split, 5! Nothing. (ss/sh) Still one all.
Veighn Yhaull: ::The Lunithalian slipped in through the Red Dragon Portal. Cowl-shadowed features turned to the room as his gaze panned the expanse of the Arena -- hidden smirk playing across his lips.::
Hojyn: ::Idly drumming his fingers against the sword hilt::
DUEL Deluthan: ((Pslyder FrToAl .def. RhiannonD Harker, 5-3 in 6 rounds.))
Pslyder FrToAl: ::rolling to his feet and bowing:: Nice. . .match. . .y'all. ::then slowly making his way out of the ring to his table, plopping down in his seat with a heavy thud::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she salutes Pslyder:: Well won. ::and then to Del:: Excellent call, my thanks.
Kaja Adair: Bah, details. Ah jes' plan on eatin' offa *your* pizza. A
Kaja Adair: An' quit turnin' round on me. Tanight's all 'bout you.
RhiannonD Harker: ::she steps out of the ring::
Random McChanse has entered the room.
Kaja Adair: ::punctuates that with a jab in his good shoulder of a long fingernail, bounds up the stairs::
Kinadria Kitty: ::leans back comfortably::
Qzarian3: ::follows her up, still planning on going to the pizza place too apparently::
Richard D Harker: ::holds an arm out for his wife:: Well done, annsachd.
DUEL Deluthan: Pslyder advances to the final duel against Sylus or Hojyn! Nice run, Rhiannon!
AntnoFlcne: ::gives Kina a smooch on her cheek::
RhiannonD Harker: ::a quick kiss to her husband's cheek:: :
Kaja Adair: ::slips out with him::
RhiannonD Harker: Thanks, Del.
Richard D Harker: Pluck him, Psylder. ::warm smile::
Kinadria Kitty: :: eyes narrow just a bit catching sight of someone, before smileing to Antonio::
DUEL Deluthan: Split, 6! Hojyn grabs a small lead! (cp/lc) 1.5-1.
Qzarian3 has left the room.
RhiannonD Harker: ::she looks to Joker and shakes her head:: Bad...
Pslyder FrToAl: Ah'll try. . .::said wearily as he slugged down some more water::
Hojyn: ::Light on his feet as usual, he moved back while performing the defense::
Sylus Kurgen: :;Tests the defenses ::
Veighn Yhaull: ::He made his way through the stands.. having honed in on a familiar scent. It was only a few moments passing, his movements slient - muted velvet robes. A whisp of darkness tarried in its linger as he rounded her flank, settling
Richard D Harker: But true. ::cocky smile::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she flags down one of the serving lads for her usual apple juice and drops a few coins on the bar::
Veighn Yhaull: to a crouch behind Kina. The velvet of his cowl, the cool air around his being a striking contrast to the firey touch of his hand as it settled on the woman's shoulder.:: [vs] Darkeve... tendress....
AntnoFlcne: ::turns as the man crouches behind him, whispering apparently through his body to his wife - he arches a brow::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she looks to Joker:: Promise me something?
Kinadria Kitty: ::growls softly:: Veigh.. I thought you had died.. i was going to throw a party.
DUEL Deluthan: Split, 7! Sylus thrusts in faster than Hojyn can low cut! 2-1.5, Sy!
Sylus Kurgen: ::Gets to the point of things::
Richard D Harker: If I can, Rhi... what?
RhiannonD Harker: ::she leans to whisper::
Bloodedbytherose: :: turns in her seat, and stretches::
Kaja Adair has left the room.
Bloodedbytherose: :: puts her hand on Psly's:: Good job, sweetie.
Sylus Kurgen: ::Dances back a ste and readies for the 8th::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::nods, drinking more water:: Ah'm tellin' ya. . .y'ain' missin' out, m'dear. . .this suckah's rough.
Richard D Harker: ::lean to listen::
Veighn Yhaull: ::Wreathes of emerald fire, his irises, flickered to encompass the vision of Antno's form for a brief moment, before returning to the Catling.:: [vs] Died? ::His hollow whisper of a voice near to scoffing.:: Such faith you 'ave
Kinadria Kitty: ::snuggles further back into her husbands lap::
Veighn Yhaull: in me. I would not doubt it was something hoped for, on your part...
DUEL Deluthan: Split, 8! Sylus inches further ahead (lp/hc) 2.5-1.5.
Sylus Kurgen: ::Bookends for pull a bit farther away::
Kinadria Kitty: ::shrugs:: A girl can dream.
Bloodedbytherose: :: chuckles::
Richard D Harker: ::Nods:: Sorry, mo chroi. It's just hard not to.
AntnoFlcne: ::looks to Kina, reaching down to his belt pouch, and fumbling around for a moment, finally withdrawing a watch - he checks the time, and repaces it::
RhiannonD Harker: Now... I can get this godforsaken off!! ::she yanks off the armor that was covering her chest and stomach::
Veighn Yhaull: Worry not.. m'lord. I'm not here to add your wife to my collection of trinkets... ::A sharp glance to her at her comment.:: Yet...
Chase MacLaren has entered the room.
Kinadria Kitty: ::another soft growl::
Chase MacLaren: ::tire screech, engine cutoff, in she walks::
AntnoFlcne: Trust me, sirrah when I tell you that I am not in the least bit worried - other than perhaps the fact that you are sitting rather close to my back - are you perhaps interested? ::sardonic grin::
Richard D Harker: ::chuckles:: You looked beautiful in it though.
Veighn Yhaull: 'er skills as a mixologist are renouned... and it would be quiet a pitty to deprive the Inn of such talents..
Kinadria Kitty: your boring me Veighn... and im trying to watch the tourney
Pslyder FrToAl: ::a tired wave to Chase from his seat at the table::
AntnoFlcne: ::aside to Kina:: It must be the tights - attracts all kinds.
Chase MacLaren: ::grins, running over there and tackling him with a hug:: Heeeeey bro!
Pslyder FrToAl: ::tackled::
DUEL Deluthan: Split, 9! Hojyn's thrust can't get through Sylus' circular parry. (cp/th) 3-1.5, Sy!
Veighn Yhaull: ::He leaned in close to his neck. The intake of breath heard as it sifted through the canals of his nostrals..:: mmmm... Perhaps...
Pslyder FrToAl: ::is all sweaty and stuff. . .barechested, too::
Sylus Kurgen: :;Reverses his grip on the blade to round out the score::
RhiannonD Harker: Right... well, this is likely to be my last duel for a while, but I'm not 100% sure, yet.
AntnoFlcne: Well then, its a good thing I'm married, and off limits then, isn't it?
Sylus Kurgen: ::spins the scimitar in his hands::
Bloodedbytherose: :: raises an eeybrow::
Kinadria Kitty: ::hides a giggle against her husbands sholder::
Veighn Yhaull: ::He turned his attentions back to Kina:: Since when do I care on whether or not I entertain ye... kina?
Pslyder FrToAl: ::rolls:: 'Ey sis. . .'ow's things?
Richard D Harker: Hn, is that what the Valkyrie said?
Veighn Yhaull: Doesn't necessarily mean you're off the market... ::He drew back his cowl then, the tangible shadowstuff dissipating with the movement.::
RhiannonD Harker: No.. that's what I said. ::she just eyes him, almost daring him to argue::
DUEL Deluthan: Split, 10! Sylus takes the legs out of Hojyn's trap. (lc/sh) 4-1.5, Sy!
Kinadria Kitty: Veighn dear :: voice dripping in sarcasm:: If you didnt care you would not be here trying to annoy me.
AntnoFlcne: Um...actually, in this case, yes, it does. You assume too much, and you know what that makes you... ::sly grin::
Veighn Yhaull: A good vintage of spinal fluid is 'ard to come by. The magi in town are resorting to a lesser stock.
Sylus Kurgen: :;Does the splits and gets the match point::
Richard D Harker: ::not about to argue, not with another run of the Hormonal Train due:: Right.
Sylus Kurgen: ::Rolls away and gets back to his feet, circling Hojyn::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she leans to kiss Joker's cheek::
Veighn Yhaull: You're my favorite to annoy... dearest luv of my black and shriveled heart.. ::His eyes narrowed on her, making his magestic and more than plain features seem more sinister.:::
Kinadria Kitty: ::snickers::
Richard D Harker: ::turns to take the kiss on his lips::
AntnoFlcne: ::to Kina:: So is he always this dramatic, or has he melo-ed with age?
DUEL Deluthan: Split, 11! Both men take a break from attacking. (du/ss)
RhiannonD Harker: ::when the kiss breaks, she hangs the armor over a nearby chair::
Kinadria Kitty: Oh.. he has his moments love..
Sylus Kurgen: :;Ties his shoe::
Veighn Yhaull: [gah.. afk ..excuse the interruption]
Richard D Harker: You know your limits, annsachd. ::that's all he'll say about that::
AntnoFlcne: Well, thats a comfort then. I'd hate to think that anyone could be so incredibly boorish all the time - one would hope for an occasional break of personality amid the void.
Kinadria Kitty: ::giggles::
Veighn Yhaull: [back.. and inbetween]
Chase MacLaren: :;looks at the chest:: Oh my... all nekkid and stuff...
Chase MacLaren: ::distracted for a minute::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::chuckles:: 'Ey now. . .::lifting her up off the floor::
RhiannonD Harker: Sometimes, I'm not so sure I do.
Chase MacLaren: ::grins:: An' strooonnnnng, too...
Richard D Harker: Weeell, I'll not second guess you with this.
Veighn Yhaull: Ooh... It is a rarity indeed... that I'm this borish at all. I reserve it for special persons ... those I find sooooo disenchanting...
Chase MacLaren: ::shakes her head:: No incest, no incest.
Pslyder FrToAl: An' winnin'. But, this heah's Shard. ::leading Chase to the table::
DUEL Deluthan: Split, 12! Hojyn nails Sylus mid-step! (hc/ss) 4-2.5, Sy!
Chase MacLaren: ::scratches her head, looking to Shard:: Oh! 'Ey chick.. Ya bonin' Big Bro here?
Chase MacLaren: ::toothy grin, swigs water::
Sylus Kurgen: :;Cracked::
AntnoFlcne: Well, then I shall rejoice, because we have one thing in common then - I find you about as worthy of my notice as a bit of gravel that was stuck in the tread of my boot earlier today.
Bloodedbytherose: Erm... :: blushes:: Boning?
Pslyder FrToAl: ::sputters mid-drink::
Chase MacLaren: ::boorish and straightforward, chuckles::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::coughing::
Kinadria Kitty: ::again watching the ring, and humming softly under her breath::
Bloodedbytherose: :: looks at Psly:: I guess...
Pslyder FrToAl: ::more coughing::
RhiannonD Harker: Maybe you should start going with me...
Kinadria Kitty: ::sounds suspiciously like "pop goes the weasel"::
Chase MacLaren: Ya know, screwing, sexin', doin' the horizontal mammmmmbooooo...
RhiannonD Harker: ::there was a teasing smile on her face::
AntnoFlcne: ::chuckles softly, and hums a counterpoint, sounding suspiciously like a song dealing with the vagaries of the moose::
Chase MacLaren: ::grins, doing the humping motion to demonstrate::
Bloodedbytherose: Eep! No, no no non onono! :: sputters, blushes, covers her face::
Pslyder FrToAl: Phuauugh!!!
Pslyder FrToAl: ::gasping for breath::
Pslyder FrToAl: Dayum. . .Ah fergot whaht a trip y'were, sis. . .
Kinadria Kitty: :: nearly bends double giggling::
DUEL Deluthan: Split, 13! Hojyn is making a duel out of this one as he thrusts in over Sylus' low cut! 4-3.5, Sy!
Richard D Harker: Oh reeeeally?
Sylus Kurgen: ::reels::
Chase MacLaren: ::grins:: Well girl, ya should! Look at 'im!
Bloodedbytherose: :: blushes more:: Ummm.... I think that's what I'm trying to do.
Chase MacLaren: ::chuckles, holding a hand out to Kina:: Mercer MacLaren. Mos' people call me Chase. Nicetameetchaan'crap.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::caught mid-drink again, more sputtering::
RhiannonD Harker: Yeah... and by the way, the lawn needs to be mowed. ::she drinks about half of her juice, maybe to hide the expression on her face::
DUEL Deluthan: Split, 14! Sylus cuts high, Hojyn low! 5-4.5, Sy!
Bloodedbytherose: :: hands Psly another towel::
Kinadria Kitty: :: smiles and shakes the offered hand:: Kina Falconne...are you trying to Kill Psly before he can win?
Chase MacLaren: ::grins to Shard:: Yeah, I like ya. Be gentle with 'im, tho'. He's like... sensitive and stuff.
Bloodedbytherose: :: hides her face in her book::
Sylus Kurgen: :;trades at the wrong moment::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::takes the towel, mopping up the water, giving Chase the hairy eyeball::
Richard D Harker: ::pause to think about that, devil's own smile on his face:: When we get home, I will.
Chase MacLaren: ::grins, making kissyfaces at Psly:: So, who's winnin' this thing?
Pslyder FrToAl: Well. . .Ah'm inna finals. . .an' fightin' whoevah wins thaht thang.
DUEL Deluthan: Split, 15! We're tied at 5! (ss/th)
Chase MacLaren: ::blinks, hearing Kina:: Whoa, Psly's winnin' this?
Pslyder FrToAl: ::said with a grin as he grabs up the mace, setting it on his shoulder::
Kinadria Kitty: Close to, anyway.
RhiannonD Harker: ::she grins to Joker:: Well...there are two consolations...
Chase MacLaren: Kickass! Ya so deserve it, man.
Sylus Kurgen: ::Stops in the middle of the ring and looks at Hojyn, slowing his breath:: Gotta focus
Pslyder FrToAl: Dunno if'n Ah deserve it, per se. . .jus' seein' how far Ah c'n run wit' it.
Richard D Harker: Oh reeeallly? And they are?\
Hojyn: ::The tattoed Ashalan was as calm as ever, settling back and gazing at his opponent::
RhiannonD Harker: One.. ::she holds up one finger and leans to speak softly::
Sylus Kurgen: ::Switches his blade over to his left hand as he sets up into a backstance::
Chase MacLaren: That's what I'm talkin' 'bout. ::dumps herself in a chair near Kina, offering him a huge and toothy grin::
Richard D Harker: ::warm smile:: And the second?
RhiannonD Harker: And two... ::she holds up two fingers and whispers again::
Sylus Kurgen: ::Holds the steele across his chest, blade pointing at Hojyn, leg extended::
Chase MacLaren: So... Barechested Wonder... what made ya get so immodest all of a sudden?
Chase MacLaren: ::grinning at Psly::
Pslyder FrToAl: Firs' match went th' full fifteen. . .second were a shutout. . .third jus' wen' quick, but Ah's still a bit onna warm side. . .
Chase MacLaren: ::grins:: Ya shut someone out? Bonus!
Kinadria Kitty: ::snuggles back against her husbands chest with a purr::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::sighs:: Still tryin' t' figger it out, too. . .
Richard D Harker: That you were, annsachd. Unless you count... ::whispers to her::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she blinks and swats at him::
Richard D Harker: ::chuckles:: It's true, innit?
AntnoFlcne: ::hugs Kina to him::
Pslyder FrToAl: Oh, might have some new business headin' yer way, toots.
Pslyder FrToAl: Got a listin' inna yella pages.
Kinadria Kitty: ::smiles:: darling remind me that we need to get a gift for Shan and her baby later...
RhiannonD Harker: You know something...
AntnoFlcne: ::nods:: I will try to remember.
Chase MacLaren: ::raises an eyebrow:: So tha' means that me an Jono can't use the garage as our personal love nest?
RhiannonD Harker: ::she leans to whisper::
Chase MacLaren: ::grins, swigs more water::
Kinadria Kitty: ::smirks:: Im a great grandmother four times over now... I feel old tonight.
AntnoFlcne: ::squeezes her arm:: Don't feel old to me.
Richard D Harker: ::chuckles:: I'll just picture a dress.
Kinadria Kitty: ::purrs:: And how do i feel to you?
Pslyder FrToAl: Well, th' downtown garage is still all yers t'do whaht'cha want wit' it.
DUEL Deluthan: Split, 16! Sylus regains the lead with a quick parry. (cp/lc) 5.5-5.
AntnoFlcne: Gorgeous. ::flat statement of fact::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::grinning slightly::
Kinadria Kitty: ::soft smile before dropping a kiss on his cheek:: thank you handsome.
Sylus Kurgen: ::Pulls ahead for now and readies for what he hopes is the final round::
Chase MacLaren: ::chuckles:: See, that's why I love ya.
RhiannonD Harker: Oh, no, I have something else in mind...
Richard D Harker: Oh reeeallly?
RhiannonD Harker: Mhhmm.. think swimming.
Hojyn: ( I hope you got my move Del )
Sylus Kurgen: (( Get mine? ))
Pslyder FrToAl: ::turns to watch this last semi-final duel::
DUEL Deluthan: (Try again, Hojyn.)
Richard D Harker: ::goofy smile::
Hojyn: ( Anything? )
Sylus Kurgen: ::Stands sideways, blade lowered to the ground, watching Jojyn::
AntnoFlcne: ::gives Kina a hug:: Love, I'm afraid I need to go... early meeting tomorrow.
DUEL Deluthan: ((No.... Can you try signing off and back on?))
Hojyn has left the room.
RhiannonD Harker: ((What about e-mailing it?... Too late))
Hojyn has entered the room.
Kinadria Kitty: ::slight smile:: Want me to come home with you darling?
AntnoFlcne: If you like, but I would not keep you from watching the rest of the duels if you want.
DUEL Deluthan: Split, 17! It ends with Sylus thrusting through Hojyn's slash to advance to the finals!
RhiannonD Harker: And moonlight....
Sylus Kurgen: ::Takes it with a rush down the middle::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::sighs:: A'ight then. . .heah we go. . .
AntnoFlcne: I need to see about replacing about 150 silk veils -seems they have gone missing from inventory ::sly grin::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she leans agains Joker as she drinks more of her juice::
Veighn Yhaull: Means no... He'd rather you didn't...
Sylus Kurgen: :;Lets out a huge breath as he steps back a few paces:: Whew
DUEL Deluthan: ((Sylus Kurgen .def. Hojyn, 6.5-5 in 17 rounds.))
DUEL Deluthan: Nice run, Hojyn!
Kinadria Kitty: ::blushes and giggles:: I cant imagine where they might be...
Sylus Kurgen: Excellent duel sir ::salutes::
DUEL Deluthan: Sylus and Pslyder, to Ring Talon, at your liege.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::heads for that final ring::
Hojyn: ::With a poof of smoke, he's gone::
Hojyn has left the room.
Veighn Yhaull: Someplace you've stashed them.. perhaps? ::His gaze shifting toward the Duel he'd been watching.::
Sylus Kurgen: ::Looks at Psly:: Never catch any breaks...:;smirks and rotates his limbs, to loosen up for the final duel::
Richard D Harker: ::wraps his arm around his wife's shoulders::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::hops through the ropes, mace in hand, wiping the hair from his face:: A'ight, then. Down t' th' Psly guys. . .
Sylus Kurgen: ::Chuckles:: Aint it always the way
Pslyder FrToAl: Luck'n junk. ::bringing the mace up to his shoulder:: Le's do this.
Veighn Yhaull: I bid you well... Sir... And do bid your Mistress sweet dreams for me. ::A cruel smirk forming his lips as he eyed Antno::
Kinadria Kitty: ::slips off her husbands lap:: I think im going to stay... Ill be home as soon as things are finished here.
Sylus Kurgen: ::Removes his vest and tosses it over the ring ropes:: Duel well Psly
Chase MacLaren: Kick 'is butt, Freddy!
Pslyder FrToAl: Allus try. . .::wincing slightly. . .did she have to??::
Chase MacLaren: ::the name just kind of slipped, covers her mouth::
AntnoFlcne: ::gives Kina a kiss, smiling:: I can hardly wait.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::too late now. . .::
Sylus Kurgen: ::The vest is then followed by his shirt leaving him in his undershirt::
Kinadria Kitty: ::purrs:: give the girls kisses for me.. they should be asleep before I get home.
RhiannonD Harker: ::a sidelong glance to Chase then she looks to Joker:: (s) Sounds like he likes his given name as much as you like yours.
Sylus Kurgen: :;Readies::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::popping various joints. . .his torso still bare::
AntnoFlcne: I will, love. ::turns, pretty much ignoring the baseless, crass jibes from Veighn, and makes his way up the stairs::
AntnoFlcne has left the room.
Richard D Harker: ::chuckles:: Probably for the same reasons?
Pslyder FrToAl: ::hey, you try walking through life with three first names and see how well you make out. . .::
RhiannonD Harker: Never know. ::she finishes her juice, set the glass on the counter and slips an arm around Joker::
Kinadria Kitty: ::settles back into the seat he just vacated turning to watch with a smile::
Sylus Kurgen: :;Rotates his twin blades slowly, loosening up his wrists and lower arms::
Veighn Yhaull: In the words of the ever-loahed tart... He's a charming baby-batter donor .. if I do say so myself..
DUEL Deluthan: ::slouching back further and further into the couch as the evening progresses::
Kinadria Kitty: ::small smile:: Im very fond of him... hes more consistant than my last mate.
RhiannonD Harker: ::she buries her face against Joker's shoulder to stifle the giggle fit from something she heard::
Veighn Yhaull: He makes himself seem almost as important as I *am*... ::He flashed a viscious grin::
Kinadria Kitty: ::laughs:: No one is as importnant as you think you are Veighn.
Richard D Harker: ::chuckles:: Is it me, or is there a lot of hot air floating around here tonight, mo chroi?
RhiannonD Harker: Balloons are always good for a celebration, annsachd.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::then settling back, the mace in motion::
Veighn Yhaull: There you go.. misinterpreting what I say again. ::He patted her shoulder almost comfortingly. May have been, had it not been for the remark.:: Though what more could one expect from a being whose brain is the size of a pea...
DUEL Deluthan: Talon, 1! Sylus grabs the opening advantage with a quick parry! (cp/lc)
Kinadria Kitty: ::giggles:: What kept you away so long?
RhiannonD Harker: ::she seems to be kissing her mate's ear::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::dropping the mace low, only to have it blocked::
Sylus Kurgen: ::Stabs his blade into the ground, stopping the low attack::
Veighn Yhaull: Baatezu... ::He frowned:: And their legions...
RhiannonD Harker: ::she was still giggling::
Chase MacLaren: C'mon, Psly! Beat 'im down!
Richard D Harker: That he did, annsachd. ::warm smile, holding her close::
Kinadria Kitty: A shame, Ive almost missed matching wits with you,... Almost.
Bloodedbytherose: :: cheers:: Go Psly, kick his arse!
Sylus Kurgen: ::He let Psly become the sole item of his focus, dark amber orbs watching for the slightest movement to exploit::
Richard D Harker: ::then he whispers to his wife::
DUEL Deluthan: Talon, 2! And they dance. (ss/ss)
Sylus Kurgen: ::SLide to the right::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::diving to the side, and coming to his feet, noting a similar movement from Sylus::
Veighn Yhaull: Mmm... so what number 'usband is this again?
Kinadria Kitty: Four.
Veighn Yhaull: ::He quipped easily, as if brushing aside her comment as trivial and beneath his notice.::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she nods:: Uh huh.
Sylus Kurgen: You know...I think my cheering section left ::smirks as he begins a slow circuit of the ring::
Veighn Yhaull: Ahh.. I'm surprised you've not yet frightened this one away. He must truely be a stubborn one.. or perhaps you concocted a love potion and poured it in his beverage.
Pslyder FrToAl: Mine's still heah. . .
Kinadria Kitty: ::smirks:: Im cheering for you Sylus... But im cheering for Psly too...
Richard D Harker: I'm the winner here, you know.
RhiannonD Harker: Oh? ::she grins at him::
Sylus Kurgen: ::Looks at Kina and chuckles::
Kinadria Kitty: ::makes a face at Sylus::
Veighn Yhaull: Mind her not... Kina is cheering for ye both to be spitted on the tips of eachothers weapons... Then she means to rifle ye pockets for coin and precious gems.
Sylus Kurgen: :;Rolls his eyes and turns back to Pslyder:: Lets make this a quick match
Pslyder FrToAl: Works fer me. . .
DUEL Deluthan: Talon, 3! Parry party! (cp/lp)
Kinadria Kitty: not true Veighn... Sylus is family.. i dont wish him dead.
Veighn Yhaull: Isn't that right... my lovely? ::Patting her head in a patronizing manner.::
Richard D Harker: That I am, I go home with you, annsachd.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::dropping the mace low, only nothing was incoming::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::er. . .high::
Bloodedbytherose: :: glances over at the person antagonizing Kina::
Veighn Yhaull: I've heard what you do to family. Death is suitable to imprisonment.. I'd say.
RhiannonD Harker: Aww.. that's sweet.::she blushes as she leans to Joker::
Sylus Kurgen: ::simple parry::
Richard D Harker: ::lean in::
Veighn Yhaull: ::thats right... twist the dagger in a bit.. grind the bone.. thats it::
Kinadria Kitty: ::shrugs:: Shes out now... gave birth to a daughter this morning.
InsertProfoundSN has entered the room.
InsertProfoundSN: ((how's the tournament going, guys?))
Pslyder FrToAl: ((Still in it. . .))
Sylus Kurgen: (( Still here ))
InsertProfoundSN: ((who all is left?))
Bloodedbytherose: ((The Sly/Psly guys..))
Pslyder FrToAl: ((::pant, pant:: We're it. . .))
Veighn Yhaull: mmm.. she came across a rat that has insemenated her in her confinement?
Veighn Yhaull: ::His brow piqued.:: I thought your kind didn't like rodents?
InsertProfoundSN: ((one of my apt mates had alcohol poisoning, had to pick her up from the hospital))
Sylus Kurgen: (( ::wheeze:: Still goin strong ))
Kinadria Kitty: no... actually she wed sylus's brother.
Pslyder FrToAl: ((She ok?))
Richard D Harker: Probably both.
InsertProfoundSN: ((yeah, she'll be fine :-P))
Pslyder FrToAl: ((Good. Give her our best, will ya?))
Veighn Yhaull: A sad day it is...then. ::He glanced to Sylus with a rather cold, uncaring look of inspection.::
Sylus Kurgen: (( Yea ))
InsertProfoundSN: ((she's good and conked out sprawled out in bed :-P))
DUEL Deluthan: Talon, 4! We're moving at a snail's pace, but Sy has a whole point now! (ss/th) 1-0!
RhiannonD Harker: ::one arm around her mate's waist, she watches the ring::
Veighn Yhaull: A bit stringy .. that one. Sickly looking. ::He turned to Kina then:: I see she has your taste in men.
Sylus Kurgen: ::Calloused hands adjust their grip on the blade as he faints a low attack then spins out of the way at the last second::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::snaps the kick out again, hitting nothing as Sylus moves::
Kinadria Kitty: ::shrugs:: Antonio pleases me.
DUEL Deluthan: Talon, 5! That didn't quite work. (hc/dis) 2-0, Sy!
Sylus Kurgen: :Steps up to the plate and swings for the bleachers::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::went to back up and gets whacked for it::
Richard D Harker: ::watches the match, frown at the results so far::
Kinadria Kitty: Psly! yer suposed to hit him!
Sylus Kurgen: I did ::To Kina::
Veighn Yhaull: ::He drew close to her ear then.:: I'm sure a mosqito could please you if she bit you in the right spot. ::He was being lewd again. He blew into the shell of her ear... invoking the mental image for her.::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::rolling backwards to his feet again, wiping the blood from his brow::
Sylus Kurgen: :;grumbles as he resets:: Backseat duelists...
Kinadria Kitty: :: rolls her eyes:: Forget that i ever said i almost missed you veighn.
RhiannonD Harker: ::she eye Joker for a minute as she considers something::
RhiannonD Harker: ::eyes::
DUEL Deluthan: Talon, 6! Sy's half way there. (ss/cp) 2.5-0!
Sylus Kurgen: ::Sweat glistens off of his toned form as he circles Psly::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::spins a quick defense as sweat gets in his eyes::
Chase MacLaren: Booo Sly! Goooo Psly!
Veighn Yhaull: As the words left your lips... dearest Kina... Now do be a good wench.. and fetch me a mulled wine. Do not get so sloppy with the cinnamon this time.. either..
RhiannonD Harker: ::leaning to JokerLL
Sylus Kurgen: ::Looks at Chase:: Thank you
Chase MacLaren: Yeah, yeah, yeah. ::waves him off::
Kinadria Kitty: ::smirks:: I dont work here, only upstairs.
Sylus Kurgen: ::grisn and refocuses on Plsyder::
Richard D Harker: You can try it, mo chroi.
Veighn Yhaull: Well.. march your tailed arse up stairs and fetch me a mulled wine. ::He snipped, in low at the shell of her ear.::
Kinadria Kitty: Its my night off.
DUEL Deluthan: Talon, 7! Psly gets on board by nailing Sy high! (hc/cp) 2.5-1!
RhiannonD Harker: ::she nods:: Hmm... ::a light squeeze of her hand against her mate's hip::
Sylus Kurgen: :;KerrrrWhacked!! ::
Chase MacLaren: Yaaaay!
Chase MacLaren: Whack 'im!
Pslyder FrToAl: ::grits his teeth and swings for the fences, connecting with that sweet ten pounder::
Richard D Harker: ::warm smile:: I think even the thought of it's working.
Veighn Yhaull: ::He glanced her up and down slowly. His gaze hard, cold. His expression void:: Then you'll not have to worry about any other orders coming your way. ::He shoved her shoulder in urging.:: No go... chop chop...
RhiannonD Harker: Uh huh. ::she nods and kisses Joker's cheek::
Sylus Kurgen: ::Rolls with the blow to diminish some of the blunt force trauma::
Kinadria Kitty: Say please and mayyybe ill go.
Richard D Harker: ::goofy smile::
DUEL Deluthan: Talon, 8! Sy's thrust rolls through Psly's slash! 3.5-1, Sy!
Pslyder FrToAl: ::ran forward to capitalize and paid for it::
Sylus Kurgen: ::Blitzes through the slash::
Veighn Yhaull: If I have to say please.. You wont like where I go? ::His talons extending from gloved fingertips, sheering through the sealskin covering.::
Veighn Yhaull: [nix the ?]
Kinadria Kitty: Now Veighn.. im a married woman.. behave yourself.
RhiannonD Harker: (s) For some reason, I wish Anubis was here. ::quietly to Joker::
Richard D Harker: ::Nods:: Me, too.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::stepping back, wincing at the cuts on his torso::
Veighn Yhaull: Married woman? And this means what to me? Absolutely nothing. You know better than most... You're mine when I want you, how I want you, where I want you...
Sylus Kurgen: ::Breathes heavily as he steps forward when Psly steps back::
Veighn Yhaull: The self-evident truth that is and shall always be...
DUEL Deluthan: Talon, 9! Feel like makin'--duh duh dun, duh duh dun, duh duh dun-- feel like makin' noise! (hc/hc)
Veighn Yhaull: No shoo... my mulled wine is waiting to be made.... before I claim your next child as mine own.
RhiannonD Harker: Oh, come on, Sylus, finish the match already.
Pslyder FrToAl: 'Ey. . .leas' th' ladies ain' gettin' it this time, neh? ::swinging to block with as much force as he could bring::
Kinadria Kitty: ::golden eyes narrow::
Sylus Kurgen: ::His exertion is evident as he meets the high attack with a slower one of his own::
Veighn Yhaull: Ooh... don't give me that look... Kina. You're exciting me. You know how I get when I grow excited.
DUEL Deluthan: Talon, 10! Psly livens things up with a parry. (cp/lc) 3.5-1.5, Sy!
Kinadria Kitty: You go to far Veighn.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::then spins a low parry::
Sylus Kurgen: Yea....::Swings into the parry::
Veighn Yhaull: ::His teeth grazed her earlobe as he responded in her ear.. audible for any to hear.... nearby that is:: I could go further... much....::nip:: much further...
RhiannonD Harker: ::she flags down one of the serving kids for another mug of coffee and a glass of juice::
Kinadria Kitty: ::pulls away from him and moves closer to Shard and the others::
DUEL Deluthan: Talon, 11! Psly continues to chip at Sy's lead. (ss/lp) 3.5-2!
Pslyder FrToAl: ::dives to the side, eeling his way around for better position::
Richard D Harker: Thanks, mo chroi.
Xerzes M has entered the room.
RhiannonD Harker: ::she smiles to Joker:: You're welcome. You know... I'd turn a few cartwheels at the moment, but I don't think my stomach would like it.
Sylus Kurgen: :;He's really tired..just holds up his blade in a weak parry::
Chase MacLaren: Go Psly!
Veighn Yhaull: Ooh.. do come back darling... I didn't get to explain how I will claim your next born.. Tis a facinating process.. really. ::He gestured and empasized his speach as though he were making casual conversation.::
Richard D Harker: Weeelll, we can do other tumbling later. ::browwaggle::
Veighn Yhaull: [speech]
Sylus Kurgen: ::Stops in the middle of the ring and closes his eyes...breathing slows down as he focuses::
RhiannonD Harker: Oh... sounds good.
Pslyder FrToAl: ::just as tired, if not more so. . .ten pounds of mace isn't easy to swing around for this long, y'know. . .::
Kinadria Kitty: Veighn, you will never touch a child of min.
RhiannonD Harker: ::she leans to Joker again::
Veighn Yhaull: Ours.. darling... You long for it.. This I know.. ::His lips pursed, doing little to hide his amusement.::
Bloodedbytherose: :: puts an arm around Kina, eyes glowing faintly.. Thorns sprout from her head, and the pixie tattoos that decorate her chest just under the collarbone begin to move of their own will. Articulated spikes sprout from either side of
Richard D Harker: As opposed to the normal kind, it seems.
Bloodedbytherose: of her forearms. She glances at Veighn, and then away, eyes still glowing::
RhiannonD Harker: Mmhmm
Kinadria Kitty: :: leans into Shards arm almost with a small smile for her friend::
DUEL Deluthan: Talon, 12! Sylus comes within a point of reclaiming the Talon! (ss/th) 4-2!
Pslyder FrToAl: ::breathing ragged, he feinted a low swing as he spun, his foot swinging out to impact with clean air::
Chase MacLaren: Boooo! Beat 'im down with the mace, Psly!
Sylus Kurgen: ::Dives to the sand::
RhiannonD Harker: ::she tilts her head up to steal a kiss from her mate::
Sylus Kurgen: ::Flips back to his feet and readies again::
Richard D Harker: ::lean down to let a kiss be stolen, then steals one right back::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::eyes following as he pressed a button on the mace, three feet of sharpened steel springing from the ball::
Veighn Yhaull: Mmm... ::He rose to a stand, brushing over the surface of his robes as the nearby shadows lept to his body, converging around his physique in a semi-tangible pulsating mass. The air grew static around his being as he made his way
DUEL Deluthan: Talon, 13! Sylus cuts high, Pslyder cuts low, points all around, but only Sylus will be taking home the Talon of Redwin!
Pslyder FrToAl: We'd bes' make this a good'n. . .::swings low, getting a point, but losing the match::
Sylus Kurgen: ::Brings both blades down onto either of Pslyder's shoulders::
Veighn Yhaull: past her and her friends. His features stoic, devoid of expression.:: I grow tired of the sound of ringing steel. I shall come to gather my request at a later date. Spawn well.. good wench. ... and "Sleep sweet.." ::An ominous
DUEL Deluthan: ((Sylus Kurgen .def. Pslyder FrToAl, 5-3 in 13 rounds.))
Pslyder FrToAl: ::collapses to the sand, chest heaving:: Ok, thaht sucked hoop. . .
DUEL Deluthan: ::leans forward and rises from the couch with the ornate box::
Sylus Kurgen: ::steps back looking like he can barely stand:: Well dueled Psly ...::hods out his hand::
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Veighn Yhaull: tone to the last of his words as he made his way toward the exit on wraith-like footfalls - nearly floating across the surface of the floor in an easy glide most exquisite.::
Sylus Kurgen: ::holds* ::
RhiannonD Harker: (s) Sucked hoop? ::a double blink at the odd phrasing::
Kinadria Kitty: :: small shiver::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::holding out his own hand, the mace-spear laying in the sand::
DUEL Deluthan: Nice go, Pslyder.
Pslyder FrToAl: Nice fight, chummer. . .
Bloodedbytherose: :: leans over to Kina:: You know, my sword really doesn't like that guy.
Sylus Kurgen: ::Looks at Del, eyes going to the ornate box:: Another first for this tournament.....
Chase MacLaren: ::sighs::
Richard D Harker: ::shakes his head:: Damnit.
Kinadria Kitty: Noone really likes him...
Veighn Yhaull: ::He vanished behind the obscuring mass of closing door, shut out of view by the wood and iron portal.::
Sylus Kurgen: You too Psly ::just drops to his knees in the middle of the ring::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::just letting the wounds heal for a moment::
Sylus Kurgen: ::Blade held point down in the sand:: I think I'm going to sleep for a week...
DUEL Deluthan: ::slips into the ring, unlatches the box and opens it, presenting it before Sylus with the Talon resting inside:: Well won, Sylus ... again. ::smiles::
Sylus Kurgen: :;chuckles and reaches out for the dagger:: The first time was luck.....this time...I earned it. ::rises to his feet and holds the weapon in the air::
Pslyder FrToAl: Good luck. ::still just laying there letting the wounds close:: Y'all gon' be lucky t'get me outta bed fer th' nex' Fight Night. . .
DUEL Deluthan: Honor it like the Duel of Swords staff knows you will. ::closing the box::
RhiannonD Harker: Night, Psylder.
DUEL Deluthan: ::gives Psly a light pat on the shoulder::
Pslyder FrToAl: Night, y'all. . .::rolls out of the ring, grabbing up the weapon, as the blade retracts::
Bloodedbytherose: ::gives Kina a hug, and follows Psly::
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Sylus Kurgen: ::Nods to Del:: I will.
DUEL Deluthan: Night, everyone, and excellent dueling by all!
Kinadria Kitty: Gnight Psly, Shard.
DUEL Deluthan: ::makes his way out::
Pslyder FrToAl: ::grabbing up his gear and hitting the button to call his ride, then following Shard, waving to everyone and winking at Kina and Chase::
Sylus Kurgen: ::Leans tiredly against he ring ropes, putting the dagger into a sheath along his forearm::
Chase MacLaren: ::nods, getting up and sliding into her jacket::
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Kinadria Kitty: ::small smile:: Well won Sylus.
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