You have just entered room "DoS Annex."
CyanBloodbane88: ((better?))
JeniaThHeartless: ::Jenia strolled toward the edge of the ring, a breeze swirling around Deluthan::
TonyGraziano13: Tone.  ::hand raise to Del::
OnyxSolare: (( No background please))
Wokket: ((NO, it's not))
DUEL Deluthan: ::points at Tony::
CyanBloodbane88: ((psh Wokket! ok *sigh* coulda just said that lol))
CyanBloodbane88: ((ick... white...))
Bacchia DAngelo: ::waiving her hand in close proximity to Del's face:: Hello?
Wokket: (( I could say a lot of things, but I won't . . . ))
Pslyder FTA: Ah'm jus' here fer tha spectatin'.
DUEL Deluthan: ::nods to Bacchia::  I got you.
CyanBloodbane88: (( cuz none of them would be good?))
Bacchia DAngelo: ::nodding, satisfied at the answer::
OnyxSolare: (( Yeah right..cuz, it's distracting.))
DUEL Deluthan: ::eyeballs Jenia in the ring, and from the funny feeling he got, figures she wants in::
Wokket: ::a small furry creature runs into the room and over to the couch::
DUEL Deluthan: ::glances to Wocket::  Do you want in too?
Wokket: ::jumps up and down in front of Del::  DOOL!!!!
OnyxSolare: ::plugs her ears just in case::
OnyxSolare: Damn.
CyanBloodbane88: ((bah i suppose, not like i really care, as long as my text is orange!!))
Samiyah Zayn: ::a smallish hand tightly grips her quarterstaff as she moves inward and down the stairs, lifting her dark eyes to take a look around::
Pslyder FTA: ::turning to Onyx::  An' as fer tha story'a mah eyes, they went tha path tha rest'a mah toys did.
JeniaThHeartless: ::adjusts a four fingered hand around the katana, pacing slowly in her chosen ring::
OnyxSolare: In a box somewhere? ::glibly::
St Severe has entered the room.
Pslyder FTA: They kinda. . .dissolved.
OnyxSolare: How...goopy.
OnyxSolare: ::tilts back her mug::
Pslyder FTA: Yeah.  Kinda hurts a touch when they do it inside'a ya.
DUEL Deluthan: ::nods hearing Wokket::  I'll take that as a yes.
Wokket: ::runs over to the bar::
Wokket: ::jumps on top of it::
Samiyah Zayn: I'm Sam.  ::collecting the nerve to call out to the official::
CyanBloodbane88: somethings just arent ment to be... i suppose
OnyxSolare: Ever think you need new friends Psly? 
Wokket: ::grabs a bowl of pretzels, and empties it onto the floor::
Pslyder FTA: Name a few.
Wokket: ::puts the bowl on his head::
Wokket: ::sits on the bar, dangling his feet over the side::
St Severe: ::blurs in, his shape gradually forming as it stabilzed::
DUEL Tim has entered the room.
OnyxSolare: I'm not your social coordinator.
Pslyder FTA: Din't think ya were, chica.  Jus' askin' fer advice.
Bacchia DAngelo: ::hanging her short leather jacket on a ringpost and leaning, waiting for the pairings::
DUEL Deluthan: (Hold on a few minutes while I get the caller situation in order...)
DUEL Kheldar has entered the room.
OnyxSolare: ::spreads her hands wide::  I'm the last person to ask for advice.
DUEL Tim has left the room.
DUEL Deluthan: ::a wave to Sam::
OnyxSolare: But at least I won't dissolve body parts.
TimEnralyte has entered the room.
OnyxSolare: ::quick flash of a smile::
TimEnralyte: ::he stepped in::
Pslyder FTA: 'Zactly tha reason Ah'm askin', chica.
DUEL Deluthan: ::glances to Severe::  I'm accepting entrants for one more minute.
OnyxSolare: How about Bacchia?
JeniaThHeartless: (afk)
Bacchia DAngelo: ::raising her head, hearing her name spoken in vain::
OnyxSolare: She's lively.
St Severe: ::nods:: By all means, include me.
Bronwyn of Tyr: Who do you have entered so far?
Pslyder FTA: ::another sip from his water::  Don' think she's takin' too much likin' ta me ever since thaht TDL match between me'n Matt.
Wokket: ::jumps off the bar, holding his bowlhat on his head::
OnyxSolare: Oh, do tell.  I don't think I've heard the story.
Bacchia DAngelo: ::snorting in laughter, never hearing herself referred to as "lively"::
Wokket: ::disappears into the locker room::
Wokket: ::runs back out holding his wooden spear::
CyanBloodbane88: ::takes out a rag and starts to polish his Lance::
Wokket: ::stands in the middle of the room, spearing the air around him, bowl still on his head::
Pslyder FTA: You called it.
Bacchia DAngelo: ::always remembers her mother telling her to stay away from "lance polishers"::
DUEL Kheldar: ::Walks in, moves and flops on the couch::
OnyxSolare: Really?  ::tilting her head:: Slipped my mind then.
Samiyah Zayn: ::leans back against the wall, attempting to stay away from the growing crowd::
DUEL Deluthan: ::looks to Tim::  Are you in too?
Pslyder FTA: ::shrug::  Long time ago, chica.  Null sheen.
OnyxSolare: Selective memory. ::taps between her feline ears::
TimEnralyte: ::he nodded:: Sure
Pslyder FTA: Wanna beer?
OnyxSolare: ::not sure he was talking to her::
DUEL Deluthan: Okay.  Registration is closed.  Listen for your ring calls.
Pslyder FTA: ::still looking at Onyx, yeah::
DUEL Deluthan: Thanks for coming on such short notice. ::to Kheld::
DUEL Kheldar: ::shrugs:: Can't enter anyway
OnyxSolare: Perhaps after I fight.  Not enough time for this one as it is.
OnyxSolare: ::gulping the last of it for illustration::
Pslyder FTA: A'ight.  Sounds about par fer th' course.
St Severe: ::in a rare act of generosity he elects to use a practice saber rather than The Spike:
DUEL Deluthan: Okay, just so everyone knows, you are competing for the right to bear the Talon of Redwin for the current cycle.  This will be a single elimination tournament.  You lose a duel, you're out.
Wokket: ::still spearing the air around him::
OnyxSolare: ::brushes back one tail of hair over her shoulder, eyes expectantly on Del::
TonyGraziano13: Sup, K-ball?
Wokket: DOOOOL!!!  ::lets out a small shriek::
DUEL Kheldar: Not much.  What's up with you?
DUEL Deluthan: ((You ARE allowed to use whatever fancies you have as listed on the most recent standings.))
OnyxSolare: ::winces:: Damn that furball.
TonyGraziano13: Jus' been busy.
Pslyder FTA: ::is glad he got those recorders taken out . . . that shrill stuff really messes with electronics. . .::
CyanBloodbane88: ::is tempted to change to Dragon and chase Wokket again::
DUEL Deluthan: Onyx and Severe, you are in with me in Ring Alpha.
DUEL Deluthan: Bacchia, you're with me, and you have dead Jenia in Ring Beta.  ::points to Jenia::
Bacchia DAngelo: Oh hooray. I get to duel Zoul.
DUEL Deluthan: Bronwyn and Tonay, you two are with me in Ring Omega.
OnyxSolare: Oh lordy.... ::watching Bacchia::
DUEL Kheldar: Alright... ::looking at his paper:: I got Cyan and Tim... We'll call it Charlie
DUEL Kheldar: And... Samiyah and Wokket... Might as well call it Echo.  
CyanBloodbane88: Seems fair
DUEL Deluthan: You all may begin when ready.
OnyxSolare: ::smothers a rough laugh::
St Severe: ::without any other sign he stands and limps to the ring walking through the ropes his form shifting restlessly from vapor to something near solid::
Fiona Briette has entered the room.
Samiyah Zayn: ::tapping her fingers against the wooden quarterstaff anxiously, pushing away from the wall as she hears her call and making her way towards the ring::
TimEnralyte: ::he made his way off into the ring, summoning his staff and holding it at the ready::
Fiona Briette: ::sneaks in quietly and looks about for a seat::
Bacchia DAngelo: ::moving to the indicated ring and cracking her knuckles, letting the light glint off her unnaturally sharp nails::
TimEnralyte: ::a nod to them both and he began::
Wokket: ::runs off into the ring::
JeniaThHeartless: ::She stood unmoving in the corner of the ring, wraiths peeking out from the ring floor::
OnyxSolare: ::leaves the bar with her mug plunked solidly on it's surface:: Let's see how badly I'll fight tonight.
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::moves to ring omega::
CyanBloodbane88: ::draws his Lance to his side and sulks into the ring::
Wokket: ::runs in circles around the ring::
TonyGraziano13: ::heads over to his ring::
DUEL Kheldar: (Uhh... can't send you IM's Samiyah..)
Samiyah Zayn: ::her expression is very serious for a girl who appears to be barely a teenager, she nods politely to her caller and then freezes in shock as her opponent enters the ring::
Pslyder FTA: Hopefully, not too bad.
OnyxSolare: ::hops over the ropes, landing silently::
OnyxSolare: ::of course it's too much to ask that anyone appreciates that talent::
Samiyah Zayn: ((Sorry!))
Chase MacLaren has entered the room.
Bacchia DAngelo: ::smoothing down an imaginary wrinkle in her Sergios::
Bacchia DAngelo: ::then waving to Del by way of salute::
TonyGraziano13: ::pulls out his switchblade, and with the push of a button, he's ready::
Wokket: ::still running in circles around the ring, holding his wooden spear, wooden bowl on his head::
OnyxSolare: ::sizes up her opponent::
Fiona Briette: ::glances around to see who's about:
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::draws her sword and salutes Tony::
Pslyder FTA: ::a nod from the bar in Fi's direction::
DUEL Kheldar: Echo 1.   Wokket, aka McFurry, gets hit (thrust/lowcut) 1-0 Samiyah
St Severe: ::looks at Onyx and offers the briefest of nods::
Bacchia DAngelo: ::eying her opponent::
Wokket: ::shrieks!!::
OnyxSolare: ::gives Severe the noddest of briefs::
TonyGraziano13: ::two finger salute back at her:: Ain' neva' seen yo' befo'
Fiona Briette: ::catches the nod and stares::
JeniaThHeartless: ::grips her katana with the four fingered hand.  She gave the woman a toothless smile as she started to approach::
DUEL Kheldar: Charlie 1.   Tim's cut falls to the same fate as Wokkets (thrust/lc) 1-0 Cyan
Samiyah Zayn: ::manages to regain her composure after a brief moment, moving in with the staff to tag the creature::
OnyxSolare: ::shakes out the lash::
Bacchia DAngelo: ::eyes narrowing as she begins to circle::
OnyxSolare: ::it comes alive in her hands, slithering with the barest wrist motion::
Chase MacLaren has left the room.
CyanBloodbane88: :: Shoves in at the start::
TimEnralyte: ::he swung the staff low, falling to the faster attack::
DUEL Deluthan: Alpha, 1.  Not much here with Severe and Onyx. (sh/cp)
St Severe: ::stands impassively waiting for he to do something interesting::
Wokket: ::points at Sami::  BAD!!!!
Kaja Adair has entered the room.
Wokket: ::runs around the ring again::
Fiona Briette: ::eyes narrow a bit more:: ...Psly?
DUEL Deluthan: Beta, 1.  Bacchia and dead Jenia start out aggressive. (th/th)  One all.
Samiyah Zayn: ::her big brown eyes go wide at that, suddenly wishing Stick was here::
Pslyder FTA: Thaht's mah name, chica.  ::a slight grin::
OnyxSolare: ::flicks out the lash for nothing:: Oh, so it's going to be one of those duels.
Bacchia DAngelo: ::lunging in, hand outstretched and getting nailed in the process::
DUEL Kheldar: Charlie 2:  Tim's thrust isn't as successful (th/lp) 1.5-0  Cyan
Fiona Briette: ::hurries over and gives him a big, gentle hug:: Where have you been??!
DUEL Deluthan: Omega, 1.  Not much here either with Tony and Bron. (lp/sh)
CyanBloodbane88: :: makes the evade as good as possible::
JeniaThHeartless: ::She extended the katana forward, trading to open::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::starts defensively with a parry::
TimEnralyte: ::he darted in with a lunge, getting parried away this round::
Pslyder FTA: ::whoofs, the breath rushing out of him::  Inna hospital, toots. . .::wincing slightly::
TonyGraziano13: ::keeps his distance cause he's smooth like that::
DUEL Kheldar: Echo 2: McFuzzy gets tagged again (duck/lc) 2-0 Samiyah
Wokket: ::shrieks!::  BADBADBADBADBADBAD!!!!
DUEL Deluthan: Alpha, 2.  Onyx grabs the first point with a quick cut.  (hc/ss)  1-0.
OnyxSolare: ::swish and flick::
Kaja Adair: :;strolls in, honey brown eyes looking about, hands jammed in the pockets of her jeans::
Fiona Briette: ::instantly backs up surreptitiously:: I'm sorry...
DUEL Kheldar: Charlie 3: Cyan is running away with this one.. (hc/cp) 2.5-0 Cyan
Samiyah Zayn: ::sweeps the quarterstaff in gracefully for a low tag, the teenager jumping at the creature's shrieking:: I... I'm sorry!
Bacchia DAngelo: ::circling again:: C'mon Casper, lets dance.
Pslyder FTA: ::just chuckles softly::  Ain't no biggie, chica.  Ah'm a'ight. . .
DUEL Deluthan: Beta, 2.  The dead and undead are keeping it close and mean. (hc/lc)  Two all.
CyanBloodbane88: :: sighs:: this is a bit disapointing. I was hoping to lose... sleep and all
JeniaThHeartless: ::Stepping left over right to counter circle, cutting out high to only manage another trade::
Fiona Briette: ::looks him over, reaching up and taking his chin in her fingertips, turning it, then looking him over some more:: What happened? You're... different.
DUEL Deluthan: Omega, 2.  Tony and Bron pick up the pace. (th/th)  One all.
Wokket: ::tilts his head, drops his spear on the ground, climbs up her leg, licks her face, drops back down, and grabs up his spear again::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::lunges forward trading thrusts with Tony::
DUEL Kheldar: Echo 3: Wokket's on the board (lc/lp) 2-1
Pslyder FTA: Had ta have some stuff removed, 'sall.
Bacchia DAngelo: ::blinking after getting smacked high:: Dead and undead? Isn't that both her???
DUEL Deluthan: Alpha, 3.  Severe lives up to his name.  (sl/cp)  One all.
Wokket: ::as he runs by her, he taps her leg with the spear::
TonyGraziano13: ::gets poked with that big sword, but manages to keep the distance close and jab her back with the switchblade::
DUEL Kheldar: Charlie 4: Tim and Cyan slow things down considerably (ss/sh) still 2.5-0 Cyan
JeniaThHeartless: ::A wraith let a loud screech, passing up from the ring floor and then back down::
OnyxSolare: ::her defense falls by the wayside:: That's dirty pool...
Sarah The Stick has entered the room.
Bacchia DAngelo: ::just plain annoyed at the wraiths::
Pslyder FTA: ::holding out his hand::  Check it out. . .they's real.
Bacchia DAngelo: Get back to Hades where you belong.
Bacchia DAngelo: Does he know you're out?
Samiyah Zayn: ::frowns as she's tagged, dropping back a step to level the quarterstaff at the creature::
Bacchia DAngelo: I bet he'd be pissed.
Fiona Briette: ::reaching out, her ring momentarily catching the light, she took his hands and touched them:: Wow....
DUEL Deluthan: Beta, 3.  The dead get wicked.  (fdu/cp)  3-2, Jenia.
Fiona Briette: ::looks up at him:: Is it weird for you?
DUEL Kheldar: Echo 4: They trade with some thrusting (th x2) 3-2 Samiyah
Pslyder FTA: ::eyeballing the ring::  Damn. . .nice rock, toots.  An' they's a whole lot about me thaht's weird now.
St Severe: llan amused smiles  brings no warmth to his face:: Dirty pool?..how droll
JeniaThHeartless: ::She slipped around the parry, driving her katana into the side of Bacchia's abdomen::
Footballizcool has entered the room.
DUEL Deluthan: Omega, 3.  A lot of noise.  (hc/hc)  Still one all.
Wokket: ::shrieks again, pokes back::  BAD!!
Kaja Adair: ::disappears:: 
Kaja Adair has left the room.
Bacchia DAngelo: ::wincing, more annoyed at the cut in her Hanes beefy t than anything else::
Footballizcool: ::walks in::
DUEL Kheldar: Charlie 5: Tim's on the board (th/lc) 2.5-1 Cyan
Samiyah Zayn: ::lunges in quickly, looking to tag the creature again, blinking as she's poked:: No! You bad!
TonyGraziano13: ::holds the big sword off with the tiny knife::
OnyxSolare: That's me.  Droll.
Wokket: ::shrieks!::
DUEL Deluthan: Alpha, 4.  Onyx grabs that lead right back. (th/lc) 2-1/
Wokket: ::runs around the ring again::
DUEL Deluthan: (2-1.
Bacchia DAngelo: ::calling out:: I thout you were DROOL???
Sarah The Stick: ::Arrives fashionably late, unarmored and with baton, twirling it with confident ease as she walks downstairs.::
DUEL Deluthan: (2-1!)
TimEnralyte: ::he saw a moment of opportunity and got in there with a lunge::
Pslyder FTA: ((brb))
OnyxSolare: ::cracks a good hard one against his chest::
OnyxSolare: ::the whip returns at her side, satisfied::
OnyxSolare: Oh ha ha, Bacchia.
DUEL Deluthan: Beta, 4.  Dead Jenia continues her wicked ways.  (fcp/th)  4-2.
St Severe: ::absorbs the attack into the shadows that bind him, yet the sound of dry  bones cracking can be heard::
Sarah The Stick: ::Quietly stands several feet from Sami's ring, holding the baton behind her back and smiling devilishly.::
DUEL Deluthan: Omega, 4.  Bron fends off Tony's low attack.  (cp/lc)  1.5-1, Bron.
JeniaThHeartless: ::Swings the katana downward to deflect the attack, immediately pulling it back up across Bacchia's torso::
DUEL Kheldar: Charlie 6: Cyan rebounds and extends his lead (th/lc) 3.5-1
Bacchia DAngelo: ::glad her t shirts come in 3 packs!::
OnyxSolare: ::her ears twitch:: What have you got inside you? Pretzels?
TonyGraziano13: ::pulls the knife down low, but still can't find his target::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::parries away Tony's attack::
DUEL Deluthan: Alpha, 5.  Onyx picks up another, catching Severe looking for something else.  (lc/sh).  3-1, her.
St Severe: ::that amused smile again::
DUEL Deluthan: Beta, 5.  Bacchia keeps herself alive with a quick parry.  (lp/hc)  4-2.5, Jenia.
DUEL Kheldar: Echo 5: Match point Samiyah (lc/lp) 4-2 her
OnyxSolare: ::swings underhand, a rough lick of leather against shins::
Bacchia DAngelo: ::palming away the katana with a slight smile::
JeniaThHeartless: :Again she took the katana high, letting a loud hiss as she's denied the hit::
Wokket: ::more shrieking::
DUEL Deluthan: Omega, 5.  Bron pulls further ahead with the quicker attack.  (th/hc)  2.5-1.
Wokket: ::more running in circles around the ring::
DUEL Kheldar: Charlie 7: Uhhh.. can I just call that a double DQ? (slash x2) 3.5-1 Cyan
TonyGraziano13: Ugh.  ::impaled again::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::lunges in fast with her sword::
TimEnralyte: ::he moved in with a diagonal swing, catching his opponent in the same motion::
Sarah The Stick: ::Holsters the baton and applauds Sami's point.::
DUEL Deluthan: Alpha, 6.  Onyx turns back Severe's attack, and puts herself at match point. (sh/th)  4-1.
Samiyah Zayn: ::sweeps the quarterstaff in to tag the running creature, narrowing her eyes in at the shrieking, attempting to concentrate past it::
Pslyder FTA: ((bak))
Fiona Briette: ::smiles at the ring:: Yeah. ::says almost casually:: I'm getting married. But none of that right now. Are you sure you're ok?
Fiona Briette: ((wb))
Pslyder FTA: ((ty))  Yeah, Ah'm fine now. . .kinda touch'n go fer a bit, but it's all ta th' good.
OnyxSolare: ::steps to the side, arcing her lash down and away::
St Severe: ::once more absorbs another attack with no evident damage::
Footballizcool has left the room.
DUEL Deluthan: Beta, 6.  Jenia cuts out Bacchia's feet for the win.  (lc/ss)
Bacchia DAngelo: Remember Del, if someone asks you if you're a god, you say YES! ::pointing back at Zul ::
Fiona Briette: I'm glad. I missed you. 
DUEL Kheldar: Charlie 8: Cyan hits match point plus (fss/th) 4.5-1
DUEL Deluthan: ::snickers at Bacchia::
Bacchia DAngelo: ::moving out of the ring in disgust::
Pslyder FTA:   Missed ya too, toots.  ::another grin::
DUEL Deluthan: (JeniaThHeartless def. Bacchia DAngelo 5-2.5 in 6.)
TimEnralyte: ::he darted in once more, finding his opponent catching on this time around::
Fiona Briette: ::continues to kind of stare:: God, you just look so... different...
Fiona Briette: But still hot. ::nods, with a grin::
DUEL Kheldar: Echo 6: McFurry is gone (th x2) 5-3 final 
Pslyder FTA: Yeah, well, they had ta take out a whole bunch.
JeniaThHeartless: ::Stays in the ring, wraiths letting out screeches until Bacchia exited::
DUEL Kheldar: (Samiyah Zayn def Wokket 5-3) 
JeniaThHeartless: (afk)
Fiona Briette: Then I suppose it's better to ask what didn't they take out?
Wokket: ::massive shrieking::  
Wokket: ::runs out of the ring::
Bacchia DAngelo: ::finding a seat and slinging her jacket over the back::
DUEL Kheldar: Charlie 9: Thus ends my participation in the first round (lc/sh) 5.5-1 final
Samiyah Zayn: ::winces at the shrieking, just standing there blinking as the creature runs from the ring::
Wokket: ::and over to the couch, climbs up it, and sits down::
Sarah The Stick: ::Scowls at the creature, Wokket.::
DUEL Deluthan: Omega, 6.  Bron's increasing his lead more.  (lc/du)  3.5-1.
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::cuts at Tony's legs::
TonyGraziano13: ::getting schooled::
TimEnralyte: ::he felt the blow connect low, signaling his end::
DUEL Kheldar: (CyanBloodbane88 def TimEnralyte 5.5-1)
Bronwyn of Tyr: ((Her lead!))
Samiyah Zayn: ::shakes herself from the stupor, nodding politely to Kheldar before stepping from the ring, her gaze immediately landing on Stick::
CyanBloodbane88: ::sighs, pulls his spear into a salute, and exits:: why must I only win when i desire to lose?
Pslyder FTA: ::touching the datajack behind his ear::  This, some'a tha grown mods, an' a li'l bone lacin'.
Bacchia DAngelo: ::grabbing a bowl from the bar and using the peanuts inside to fling one by one at the wraiths still in the ring::
Fiona Briette: ::nods and takes a seat close to him:: And you feel alright?
DUEL Deluthan: Alpha, 7.  This one's over, but Severe goes down swinging. (lc/hc)
TimEnralyte: ::he bowed to them both and headed out, not quite ready yet to return to the dueling atmosphere apparently::
Pslyder FTA: Kinda weird, actually.
Sarah The Stick: ::Smiles proudly, but thinly, as if partially forced.::
TimEnralyte has left the room.
OnyxSolare: ::is willing to trade for the win::
Sarah The Stick: Excellent.  ::Claps slowly.::
Fiona Briette: I bet. ::leans back, crossing her legs::
DUEL Deluthan: (OnyxSolare def. St Severe 5-2 in 7.)
Pslyder FTA: New eyes an' all thaht. . .
Fiona Briette: You've had all that for so long, it must be hard to get used to.
Pslyder FTA: Took me a month jus' ta learn how ta grab stuff again.
St Severe: ::closes out the match as dispassionately as he began, once more offering Onyx a miniscule nod as he blurs away:
OnyxSolare: I must say.. ::relooping the lash:: you are the most uninteresting opponent I've had this season.
Fiona Briette: Soon you'll be back to grabbing girls, huh? ::nudged him with a grin::
OnyxSolare: Thanks Del.
Pslyder FTA: ::slight chuckle::  Don' know 'bout all thaht. . .
OnyxSolare: ::leaps over the ring ropes once more::
DUEL Deluthan: ::a nod to Onyx::
OnyxSolare: I'll take that beer now, Psly.
Wokket: ::looks between the two callers, tilts his head::
Fiona Briette: ::pats his arm and nods sagely:: 
Wokket: Lolly?
Pslyder FTA: ::reaching behind to grab a cold one for Onyx, popping the top deftly::
St Severe: You do little to inspire anyone, I find you tedious
St Severe has left the room.
Pslyder FTA: ::then handing it her way::
OnyxSolare: Yeah yeah, sore loser.
Bacchia DAngelo: ::laughing:: Tedious, but victorious.
DUEL Deluthan: Omega, 7.  Another earbuster for our spectators.  (lc/lc)
Fiona Briette: ::glances around, then back to Psly::
Samiyah Zayn: ::a wary smile at Stick, lugging the quarterstaff as she moves to take a seat at the table:: Thank you.
DUEL Deluthan: Still 3.5-1, Bron.
TonyGraziano13: ((she low cut in round 6 i think))
Bacchia DAngelo: ::stillflinging peanuts at wraiths::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ((I high cut this time))
Bremanan has entered the room.
Footballizcool has entered the room.
OnyxSolare: ::sticks her tongue out at Bacchia before wrapping it around the mouth of the beer bottle::
Footballizcool has left the room.
Pslyder FTA: As fer grabbin' an' all thaht. . .::shrugs::  Three months inna tank makes fer a whole lotta thinkin'.
Pslyder FTA: Ain't so sure Ah'm up fer all thaht no mo'.
Wokket: ::jumps off the couch::
Wokket: ::shrieks again::
Fiona Briette: Yeah? ::leans back and looks to him, tossing a strand of white-blonde hair over her shoulder:: Gonna enjoy being single?
Wokket: ::runs out of the room::
Wokket has left the room.
DUEL Deluthan: ((My fault, one sec...))
Pslyder FTA: Ain't much ta enjoy 'bout it, but Ah'll manage.  ::another wry grin::
DUEL Kheldar: ::goes, gets himself a drink then returns to his seat::
Sarah The Stick: ::Smoothly settles herself at Sami's table, crossing her legs and sitting straight against the chairback.::  You're learning quickly.  Do you feel comfortable?
CyanBloodbane88: ((afk))
DUEL Deluthan: Recall that.  Omega, 7.  They both hit each other instead of their weapons.  (hc/lc)
DUEL Deluthan: 4.5-2, Bron.
Bremanan: ::wanders in quiet like, finding himself a seat, removing his cup from it's place at his hip and putting it on the table, glancing about for a server type person--
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::swings high and trades cuts with him::
Fiona Briette: ::pats his arm again:: It won't be too bad. And women love you. Maybe you just need a break. ::smiles affectionately, twisting her ring idly::
TonyGraziano13: ::that didn't go as planned::
Pslyder FTA: Women loved tha ol' me, chica. . .::shrugs again, trailing off::
Pslyder FTA: Ah ain't much inna way'a eye candy nowadays. . .
Samiyah Zayn: I.. Well, I feel comfortable with the weapon... ::as she lays it beside her chair carefully::  ..I wasn't very comfortable with that... thing. In any other situation it might have been sort of... oddly, cute.
Fiona Briette: ::leans over and gives his arm a little hug:: Hush up. That's not true.
Jaycy Ashleana has entered the room.
Jaycy Ashleana has left the room.
OnyxSolare: I'd say you looked a bit better than before Psly.
Fiona Briette: Crazy gadgets and interesting eyes aren't everything! Though I miss the long hair.
Pslyder FTA: ::quirking an eyebrow at Onyx::  How ya figure?
Sarah The Stick: ::Nods.;:  I hate that ^@#$*$% thing.  ::Flatly.::
OnyxSolare: ::tosses that crumb of a compliment::
DUEL Deluthan: Omega, 8.  Okay, this time there's no scoring.  (ss/fss)  Still 4.5-2, Bron.
Fiona Briette: ::nods at Onyx's comment:: She's got a point.
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::steps to the side::
Pslyder FTA: ::shaking his head slightly::
TonyGraziano13: ::takes off and gets nowhere fast::
Sarah The Stick: ::Perks up into an odd smile.::  How many more people do you have to beat?  It doesn't look like many entered.
Samiyah Zayn: ::fights her grin down to only a half-smile at Stick's language, one which she hides by turning her attention to the ring::  
Fiona Briette: ::pats his hand again, leaving it there:: Don't be sad, hun.
OnyxSolare: You look more real.  
OnyxSolare: ::another casual sip::
Pslyder FTA: ::shrugs::  Eh.
OnyxSolare: Though you're still an elf.
Fiona Briette: You do look more real, that's true.
Samiyah Zayn: I'm not sure, exactly. I believe there were ten... that would mean there would be five in the next round, then three, then two. So I suppose... three more.  ::nodding slowly as she works out the math allowed:: 
Pslyder FTA: Ain't much ta be sad over, is there?  Stuff's tha way it is, ain't much ta change thaht.
Fiona Briette: yeah. ::said quietly::
Bremanan: guess it's self serve.. ah well.. ;;standing and moving to locate a keg or some such, filling his cup with water before retaking his seat, looking around slowly--
OnyxSolare: Stop with the self torture Psly, it doesn't become you.
OnyxSolare: And thanks for the beer. ::squints her eyes with a smile::
DUEL Deluthan: Omega, 9.  It's all over but ... the next few rounds.  (hc/sh)
DUEL Deluthan: Of the tournament. ::amends::
Pslyder FTA: ::ruffling Fi's hair, then looks to Onyx::  Spend three months in sense dep.  But Ah agree.  ::back to Fi::  So, when's tha hitchin'?
Sarah The Stick: They should give you the bye.  ::Lifts her head, smirking.::  Not that they will.  They'll make you battle to prove you're the best.  ::Leans forward, against her higher knee.::  But you're ready for it.  Right?
TonyGraziano13: ::does horribly::
Samiyah Zayn: I don't expect that to happen, of course.  ::quickly as if to dismiss the thoughts herself:: This is interesting to be a part of.
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::cuts in high::
DUEL Deluthan: (Bronwyn of Tyr def. TonyGraziano13 5.5-2 in 9.)
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::steps back, saluting Tony:: thank you for the duel
Samiyah Zayn: Absolutely.  ::lifting her chin up proudly, her bottom jaw tightening::
TonyGraziano13: Good one an all tha'.  ::closing the switchblade::
OnyxSolare: Then you've had enough soul searching.  
TonyGraziano13: ::hops out and out::
TonyGraziano13 has left the room.
Fiona Briette: Not sure, yet. I haven't seen Remus lately, but he's been busy. 
Fiona Briette: You'll come, though, right?
Pslyder FTA: ::shrugs::  You'd hafta tie me down ta keep me away.
Fiona Briette: ::Smiles::
Fiona Briette: Wanna be my 'man of honor'?
SlothShamn has entered the room.
Pslyder FTA: Ah gotta wear tha dress?  ::snickers slightly::
Sarah The Stick: ::Reaches out and touches Sami's chin, half-smiling as she taps its underside and lowers her hand.::  Good.
CyanBloodbane88: I wonder, if maybe, i want to win i will lose? its worth a try ::shrugs:: what have I to lose besides sleep?
SlothShamn: ::peering down from the rafters above::
DUEL Deluthan: One second while I figure out the matchups for round two....  ::scribbles::
Sarah The Stick: Never expect to lose.  If you do, figure out why and never let it happen again.  First rule.
Fiona Briette: ::laughs:: Nooooooo. I'll let you wear pants.
OnyxSolare: ::looks up::
Pslyder FTA: ::chuckles::  Damn, gotta see if mah tux still fits. . .
DUEL Kheldar has left the room.
Bronwyn of Tyr: (afk!  brb!)
OnyxSolare: ::waggles fingers at Slothy::
CyanBloodbane88: ah but the thing is, i NEED to lose, my sleep has been in very short supply latley
Fiona Briette: I'll getcha new one. ::laughs:: I need to get a damn dress, too.
Pslyder FTA: An' don' mention it, Onyx.
OnyxSolare: ::looks back down:: Hmm what?
SlothShamn: ::grins and waves::
Samiyah Zayn: ::her gaze shifts to Stick's face, listening and nodding::
DUEL Deluthan: We have five participants left.  Cyan, as the first to register, gets the bye this round.
Sarah The Stick: ::Hears Del and snarls.::  @#$&$%@#.
Pslyder FTA: Ah'll take care'a mah tux, an' Ah said don' mention it fer th' beer, Onyx.  Anytime.
SlothShamn: ::pulls a leaf from a small pouch and starts to chew thoughtfully::
CyanBloodbane88: oh joy bestowed apon my head... ::sighs:: gove me a moment to think
OnyxSolare: That's a dangerous promise where I'm concerned.
Pslyder FTA: Ah'm good fer it.
Fiona Briette: ::smiles again and ruffles his hair::
Pslyder FTA: ::chuckling softly::
OnyxSolare: ::Adds Psly along with Gork to her beer supplier list::
Sarah The Stick: ::Smirks.::  It doesn't matter.  Anyone who gets an early bye always loses.  ::The observation leads into a small smile, but what she's thinking of is anyone's guess.::
OnyxSolare: ::pokes at Bacchia::
Bacchia DAngelo: ::looking over from throwing peanuts at wraiths:: What?
CyanBloodbane88: I suppose I chose Onyx, seems likey to be a good show and lesson for me.
Samiyah Zayn: ::her hands are tightly gripped in her lap as she silently listens for her call::
OnyxSolare: ::points upwards::
Bacchia DAngelo: ::looking up and laughing:: Is he still urking around here???
Bacchia DAngelo: ((lurking even!))
SlothShamn: ::sticking out his tongue at Bacchia::
OnyxSolare: Mmmhmm..
Bremanan: ;;reaches into his pouch and takes out a map, spreading it before him as he slowly looks it over, making a mark here and there with a small piece of charcoal;;
OnyxSolare: ::looks at Del:: What do you mean I'm chosen?
Bacchia DAngelo: ::probably tryin to look down your cleavage.
OnyxSolare: ::yanks her vest down a tad for the benefit of Slothy::
SlothShamn: ::ogles, for the sake of appearances::
CyanBloodbane88 has left the room.
OnyxSolare: ::smiles up at him with her "man-eating" grin::
DUEL Deluthan: Hey, Pslyder, can you help me out with a call?
CyanBloodbane88 has entered the room.
DUEL Deluthan: Looks like Kheld had to split.
CyanBloodbane88: :: opens his eyes:: woo! beer
Pslyder FTA: ::eyebrow quirk::  Ah suppose. . .Ain't done it fer a bit. . .but. . .::limps over to the locker room::
DUEL Pslyder has entered the room.
Pslyder FTA has left the room.
DUEL Deluthan: Okay.  Onyx and dead Jenia, you're with me in Ring Bitter.
DUEL Pslyder: ::and limps back out quickly, only having to dig out his vest, and makes his way over to the couch::
DUEL Deluthan: Samiyah and Bronwyn are with Psylder.
Sarah The Stick: ::Smiles.::
Sarah The Stick: Sami.
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::moves to the ring::
OnyxSolare: Super, I can't wait.
OnyxSolare: ::drinks slowly::
DUEL Pslyder: ::takes a seat::  A'ight, y'all.  Yer in over yonder.
Fiona Briette: ::gives Psly a kiss on the forehead:: I gotta head out. If I don't see you later tonight, I'll see you soon, ok?
Samiyah Zayn: ::slowly rises to her feet, her gaze shifting to Stick as she hears her name::
DUEL Pslyder: Will do, chica.
DUEL Pslyder: Lemme know when tha hitchin' is.
Fiona Briette: I will. But, come over for dinner sometime. ::gives his shoulder a squeeze:: Love ya.
CyanBloodbane88 has left the room.
DUEL Pslyder: Love ya too, chica.  An' Ah'll take ya up on thaht sometime.
OnyxSolare: ::pushes her beer at Bacchia:: Take care of that for me please.
JeniaThHeartless: ::Standing again near her corner, holding the katana low in front of her::
CyanBloodbane88 has entered the room.
OnyxSolare: ::leaps the ropes::
Bacchia DAngelo: Sure!
Sarah The Stick: Make her work.  And if you can make her scared, so much the better.  ::Looks directly at the girl, barely a hint of a smile present.::
CyanBloodbane88: :: blinks:: am I loseing my cool?
Fiona Briette: ::smiles and is out::
Bacchia DAngelo: ::grabbing the beer and pouring it into a travel cup with a lid::
Fiona Briette has left the room.
Bacchia DAngelo: It'll keep for later for ya
Samiyah Zayn: ::a smile and nod, a small hand reaches out for the quarterstaff and then jogs lightly towards Pslyder's ring:: 
DUEL Deluthan: Whew.  Thanks, Psly.  I don't know how Altara does it.
OnyxSolare: Look at this, and me without a brain in a doggie bag for the zombie.
DUEL Pslyder: Null sheen, chummer.  Le's jus' see if'n Ah c'n do this wit'out mah 'puter.
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::salutes Sami:: good luck to you
OnyxSolare: ::the lash writhes at her feet::
Bacchia DAngelo: Hey Onyx, Put Zul back in her fridge!
Samiyah Zayn: ::the young teenager gives a polite nod to both her opponent and the official before dropping back into a deep defensive posture, pulling the quarterstaff up between them::
JeniaThHeartless: ::Wraiths flickered in and out of view, some rising to circle above the ring::
DUEL Pslyder: Over Yonder 1.  Bron takes tha defensive route, but Sami jus' drops ta take a gander.  (Du/CP 0.5-0 Sami)
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::brings up her sword ready to parry an attack::
DUEL Deluthan: Bitter, 1.  Jenia is quite elusive in her deadness. (ss/lp)
Samiyah Zayn: ::quite short and already in a low stance, it doesn't take much effort to drop a bit lower to gain better position::
Sarah The Stick: ::Crosses her arms, watching Sami's misdirection succeed, but does not ract.::
OnyxSolare: ::hackles rise on the back of her neck, but does her best to ignore the floating wraiths::
DUEL Pslyder: ::checking his pockets for something to write things down with::
SlothShamn: ::singing softly:: Deeeeeead duelists....aren't much fuuuuuun........
JeniaThHeartless: ::She feinted a high attack before adjusting to the side, claiming better position::
OnyxSolare: ::chokes on a laugh hearing Slothy::
OnyxSolare: Don't talk much, or has your tongue rotted already?
DUEL Pslyder: Over Yonder 2.  Sami continues playin' good defense.  (Lp/Th  1-0 Sami)
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::lunges in to attack::
Bremanan: ;;nodding once to himself, rolling his map and riseing, deciding to head out for a bit and return later if he can't locate what he seeks;;
JeniaThHeartless: ::She gave a toothless smile, craning her neck to allow Onyx to see the large scar around her neck, where the head was severed::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::and gets blocked by the quarterstaff::
SlothShamn: ::musing on the fact that she should be Jenia the HEADLESS::
OnyxSolare: ::fully aware how she lost her head but says:: Oh, you cut yourslef shaving.
OnyxSolare: ::yourself::
Samiyah Zayn: ::pushes herself off to the side, bringing the wood sweeping in around in an attempt to direct the attacking arm off target::
Sarah The Stick: ::One point is enough for minor applause, quickly extinguished.::
DUEL Deluthan: Bitter, 2.  Onyx puts up her death shield.  (sh/th) 1-.5, her.
Bacchia DAngelo: ::humming the ghostbusters theme in support::
OnyxSolare: ::winds her lash around her arms, forming a basket of sort to catch the thrust::
DUEL Pslyder: Over Yonder 3.  Somethin' tells me Sami's had some good teachin' somewheres down tha line.  Quick an' clean, thaht.  (th/lc 2-0 Sami)
Bremanan has left the room.
JeniaThHeartless: ::Jabbing out with the katana, twisting the blade and pulling back quickly::
Sarah The Stick: ::Her smile shines brightly towards Pslyder's recognition, followed by substantial clapping.::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::tries to move in with a cut and gets hit::
OnyxSolare: ::leather is scratched but hardly disarmed::
DUEL Deluthan: Bitter, 3.  The lead changes again as Jenia puts up a dastardly defense. (flp/hc) 1.5-1, her-it.
OnyxSolare: ::she steps back, aiming a wide swing::
JeniaThHeartless: ::Sweeps the blade in a high arc, pulling it down across her opponent's torso::
Samiyah Zayn: ::pursing her dark thin lips tightly as she pushes herself inward, pointing an end of the quarterstaff towards Bronwyn's stomach before twisting off to the side after the hit in to avoid the return::
DUEL Pslyder: ::finds a pen and pad, does scribbling::
OnyxSolare: Why is everyone out to ruin my outfit?
DUEL Pslyder: Over Yonder 4.  Bron's turn ta score.  ::tilts his head, looking intently, whistling softly::  (lp/fdu  2-1 Sami)
JohnathanHavoick has entered the room.
Bacchia DAngelo: Dunno. It seems the women want to tear off your clothes tonight.
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::ducks down and moves in::
OnyxSolare: I like my women alive.
OnyxSolare: ::dabs at the cut across her torso, flicking away the ruby drops::
Samiyah Zayn: ::attempts to swing off defensively but finds herself having fallen into a trap, releasing the hold on the momentum::
Sarah The Stick: Be aggressive, Sami.  ::Rests her hands on her knee, frowning at her pupil's ring.::
DUEL Deluthan: Bitter, 4.  Maybe I should have just pretened like she wasn't there earlier, like I usually try to. (fcp/th)  2.5-1, Jenia.
DUEL Deluthan: (pretended)
JeniaThHeartless: ::The katana follows the lash, knocking it aside again::
OnyxSolare: ::grumbles::
Bacchia DAngelo: C'mon Onyx. Get in there and get frisky.
SlothShamn: Friskies? Might work! Someone sprinkle some Friskies in that ring! 
Bacchia DAngelo: ::lookingup in annoyance::
OnyxSolare: ::sighs at the feline prejudices::
OnyxSolare: ::circles around the mouldering zombie::
Illusia Drasoini has entered the room.
DUEL Deluthan: Bitter, 5.  Hopefully, that was Jenia's final elusion card. (fdu/hc)  3.5-1.
DUEL Pslyder: Over Yonder 5.  ::yawn::  (sh/lp 2-1 Sami)
JeniaThHeartless: ::Dropping under the high attack, she extended the katana forward again::
OnyxSolare: ::supposes the dead thing doesn't want to lose it's head...again::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::swings her sword in a parry::
Sarah The Stick: ::Looks towards her hands, lips tightening together.::
Samiyah Zayn: ::obviously didn't hear Stick or else she definitely would have followed instructions, instead she drops back defensively, wide, childlike brown eyes carefully watching Bronwyn::
DUEL Deluthan: Bitter, 6.  Onyx gets frisky, but a smarter kind of frisky.  (sh/sl)  3.5-2, Jenia.
DUEL Pslyder: Over Yonder 6.  Kinda like tha Aussies inna Olympics.  Good start, fades inna stretch.  Someone's gotta break this here cycle.  (th/sh 2 all)
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::backs off, and blocks the quarterstaff with her sword::
JeniaThHeartless: ::Lunges forward with a wild swing, only to get knocked back a few steps::
DUEL Deluthan: ::runs a hand through his hair, then his beard::
OnyxSolare: ::swats back the creepy crawly:: 
Bacchia DAngelo: Thats the way to do it, Onyx.
Samiyah Zayn: ::pushes an attack directly into the waiting block, losing a chunk of the wood as it hits metal::
Illusia Drasoini has left the room.
DUEL Pslyder: Over Yonder 7.  Defense only works half tha time.  This'd be thaht other half.  (sh/lc 3-2 Bron)
DUEL Deluthan: Bitter, 7.  Dead Jenia gets back to what works. (cp/lc)  4-2, it-her.
Sarah The Stick: ::Digs fingernails into her leg, teeth grinding behind tightly pressed lips.::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::follows up with a cut::
OnyxSolare: ::rubs at her navel, the blood there beginning to itch::
Samiyah Zayn: ::attempts to drop back defensively again and this time gets nailed for her efforts::
JeniaThHeartless: ::Sweeps the katana out low, again succeeding with the defense::
DUEL Pslyder: Over Yonder 8.  An' we's back ta thaht firs' half.  (lp/th 3-2.5 Bron)
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::moves in with her sword and gets blocked::
DUEL Deluthan: Bitter, 8.  Onyx is still alive after coming in hard.  (th/lc)  4-3, Jenia.
OnyxSolare: ::likes it hard::
Sarah The Stick: ::Relaxes somewhat, although not entirely pleased.::
JeniaThHeartless: ::Knocked back a few more steps again::
DUEL Deluthan: ::sees that::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::chews her lip, keeping her sword up::
DUEL Pslyder: Over Yonder 9.  Feh.  See?  (th/cp 3.5-2.5 Bron)
Samiyah Zayn: ::again slides out to the other side to bat at the attacking arm::
JohnathanHavoick: ::Steps in and belts out a cheer at Bitter:: Keep it goin', baby!
OnyxSolare: ::ears become pert:: Thanks babe!
DUEL Deluthan: Bitter, 9.  Well that's not good.  (sl/fdu)
Sarah The Stick: ::Slams her fist down on the table wrathfully.::  Kick her ^@#$*$% ass, Samiyah!
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::keeps her back with a parry of the sword::
JeniaThHeartless: ::Brings the katana down as hard as she can::
OnyxSolare: ::had taken a gamble::
DUEL Deluthan: (JeniaThHeartless def. OnyxSolare 5-3 in 9.)
Bacchia DAngelo: Someone close the fridge. Zul is still here.
OnyxSolare: ::takes the hit, but not that much of a hit, her whip handle saving some of her skin::
Sarah The Stick: Fight dirty!
Samiyah Zayn: ::pushes herself forward again, losing another piece of the weapon in the process::
JeniaThHeartless: ::Jenia slowly stepped back, lowering the katana to her side::  (afk)
JohnathanHavoick: ::Continues applauding as he nears the ring:: You did well, Onyx!
SlothShamn: ::extending an arm down to Onyx to hand her a small green leaf::
OnyxSolare: ::reaching up to take the leaf Slothy offered with a wink::
OnyxSolare: Not that bad.  Least I have a pulse.
DUEL Pslyder: Over Yonder 10.  Ow.  Wow.  Just. . .ow.  (lc/th 4.5-2.5 Bron)  
Bacchia DAngelo: And you're not stuck in a ring. ::nodding::
DUEL Deluthan: Whoever wins the remaining duel will have the bye.  Cyan and dead Jenia, you two will be dueling with Pslyder as soon as he's ready for you.  ::glancing to Cyan::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::moves in quick to thrust over the cut::
OnyxSolare: ::rolls up the leaf, sticking it between her lips like a cigar::
OnyxSolare: Slothy why don't you come down from there and have a drink?
CyanBloodbane88: :: wakes up sith a start and grabs his lance:: the war is here??
OnyxSolare: ::climbs out of the ring, the various cuts healing but the gore remains::
SlothShamn: Drink? Okies. ::dropping down by the bar and grabbing a bottle of water::
DUEL Deluthan: ::hearing Cyan, he blinks::
Samiyah Zayn: ::attempts a sweeping the staff in but the attack is knocked offline as she stumbles back with the blow::
Bacchia DAngelo: ::handing Onyx her beer in a nice new travel mug::
Sarah The Stick: ::Pushes out of her seat and beelines for the stairs, walking up furiously and stopping at the landing.::
OnyxSolare: ::smiles at Cory, accepting her drink from Bacchia::
OnyxSolare: ::it's a nice little crowd she's got going::
DUEL Pslyder: Over Yonder 11.  Cue music.  (th/ss 5-2.5 Bron)
OnyxSolare: You might want to hug me after I'm cleaned up.
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::moves out of the way of the staff as quickly as she can::
DUEL Pslyder: ((FINAL:  Bronwyn of Tyr def. Samiyah Zayn 5-1.5 in 11.))
SlothShamn: ::blinking:: Who, me???
DUEL Pslyder: ::nods::  Y'all make it quick.
Samiyah Zayn: ::her thick single pitch black braid swings lightly as she bounces, spotting what she appeared to be an opening, she pushed herself inward but failed to connect::
OnyxSolare: Bacchia, you know Slothy right?
JohnathanHavoick: ::Ear to ear grin returned to Onyx, then taking in her following::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::move back and salutes::  thank you for the duel, you are very good
Sarah The Stick: ::Leaves, slamming the door shut behind her; but it may be better that way.::
Sarah The Stick has left the room.
Bacchia DAngelo: ::nodding:: We've met. He;s a fashionista.
OnyxSolare: No, not me.  Unless you like to be stained red.
OnyxSolare: A fashion-what?
Bacchia DAngelo: Fashionista. People why try to set trends.
Bacchia DAngelo: ::pointing at the loincloth::
JeniaThHeartless: ::Slowly paces inside the ring::
OnyxSolare: And I thought he was always ready for the beach.
DUEL Pslyder: ::sighs::  A'ight then. . .
SlothShamn: Thats Fashionissima to you.
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::salutes Pslyder too:: thank you for calling
SlothShamn: ::striking a pose::
DUEL Pslyder: ::nods to both::
OnyxSolare: ::picks up Cory's hand and squeezes it::
Samiyah Zayn: ::drags herself from the ring after a polite nod to both, luckily having missed Stick's exit or she would be beside herself::
DUEL Pslyder: Cyan an' th' movin' worm farm, down inna Holler.
OnyxSolare: Is that...blue steel?
Samiyah Zayn: ::quietly scoots out of the Annex, the tournament a bit hard on the young teen's still maturing body::
Samiyah Zayn has left the room.
JohnathanHavoick: ::Reponding to the squeeze. Attention drawn away from Jenia.:: Wish I could've been here sooner to see you in action.
CyanBloodbane88: ::blinks:: im going... i was sleepin there ya know...:: walks on::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::moves from the ring, sheathing her sword as she takes advantage of the break::
Bacchia DAngelo: She was pretty good.
OnyxSolare: It'd be a nice improvement to when you see me lose.
JeniaThHeartless: ::She turned on a heel as she reached a corner of the ring, raising her katana slightly::
OnyxSolare: Hell with it, I just use it as exercise.
OnyxSolare: ::turns around, belting out:: Kill the dead woman....again!
JohnathanHavoick: ::Chuckles:: Off with her head!
SlothShamn: ::settling down crosslegged on the floor::
JeniaThHeartless: ::Adjusts the grip of her four fingered hand, the wraiths still circling above::
Rory L Laurent has entered the room.
OnyxSolare: ::looks to Slothy:: Before I eat this, it's not poison ivy is it?
SlothShamn: ::laughing:: Eucalyptus. You'll be fine.
SlothShamn: It's a painkiller.
CyanBloodbane88: I suppose these are the last few rounds?
SlothShamn: My friend the Koala SHaman swears by it.
OnyxSolare: Ahhh...just what I need.  An oral anesthetic.
Rory L Laurent has left the room.
DUEL Pslyder: ::shrugs::  Ain't mah deal.  Thaht's fer Del ta decide.
DUEL Deluthan: Whoever wins between Cyan and Jenia will meet Bronwyn in the final duel.
OnyxSolare: ::chews it, a mentholated cloud rises around her::
DUEL RoryLaurent has entered the room.
CyanBloodbane88: ::sighs:: then I can sleep
DUEL Pslyder: Holler 1.  So much fer tha vaunted skillz from tha wormmobile.  (sh/th 1-0 Cyan)
OnyxSolare: ::leans her unbloodied back against Cory::
OnyxSolare: Have you met everyone, babe?
DUEL RoryLaurent: ::wanders in, shoving her hands into the back pockets of her jeans, the massive Mastiff following on her heels::
Bacchia DAngelo: We know each other from the TDL. ::nodding::
CyanBloodbane88: ::sticks the pole end into the ring:: 
JeniaThHeartless: ::She lunged out immediately, only to find the wall::
JohnathanHavoick: ::Is a sturdy leaning post.:: What she said.
DUEL Pslyder: Holler 2.  Flip thaht.  (th/sh 1 all)
SlothShamn: ::looking over the ex-Overweenie:: I remember you as a swordsman, I think.
JeniaThHeartless: ::sliding a foot back, she hacked at the return lunge::
OnyxSolare: Good, I hate introductions.
DUEL RoryLaurent: ::reaches into her inner jacket pocket to pull out a long narrow rectangular box with ornate carvings on it, quickly makes her way to Del:: Good, good. Glad I'm not too late.
OnyxSolare: ::sips from the to-go cup::
OnyxSolare: ::frowns and peers at Bacchia, the beer now decidedly flat::
JohnathanHavoick: ::Trying not to look at Slothy in his exposed state.:: That was a long time ago.
DUEL Pslyder: Holler 3.  Cyan might need a touchup onna haircut, there. . .(cp/hc 2-1 slimy)
DUEL RoryLaurent: Dueling will be open as soon as the tournament's over.  ::calling out to the crowd::
DUEL Deluthan: The great and powerful Ror hath arrived.
OnyxSolare: Feed that bitch to the fishes!
OnyxSolare: ::another anti dead person cheer::
DUEL Pslyder: ::hey, she'd be good for a bait shop. . .::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Rawr!  ::a grin to Del as she drops onto the couch and Spike hops up beside her:: 
JeniaThHeartless: ::The katana's swing clearing the defense and hitting it's mark::
DUEL Deluthan: You are Ror, hear you woman.
DUEL RoryLaurent: Psly! Calling duels! Did I walk into a time warp? Good to see you.
DUEL RoryLaurent: That's... well, not funny.
DUEL Pslyder: ::he's changed somewhat. . .::  Jus' doin' Del a favor here.  ::slight grin::
DUEL Pslyder: Holler 4.  Here's a switch.  Worm food doin' tha plantin'.  (hc/th 3-1 Worminator)
OnyxSolare: ::has no such reservations looking at Slothy and the loincloth::
OnyxSolare: ::or is it The Loin Cloth?::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::watches the duel from nearby::
OnyxSolare: Staying to duel later Cory?
DUEL Deluthan: Yeah.  Altara was MIA.  Kheldar showed up for the first round.  Pslyder's been gracious enough to call a couple rounds.
SlothShamn: ::Cloth of Ever lasting loins??::
DUEL RoryLaurent: I don't really care.  ::a grin popping through to Del::
DUEL Deluthan: ::thumbs up::
DUEL Pslyder: Holler 5.  Feh.  Dancin' worms.  Where's mah fishhook?  (du/fss 3-1 Rob Zombie)
JohnathanHavoick: Let me go get you wet cloth and wipe that blood of before it can dry. ::Truns to Slothy, hand held out expectantly.::
Illusia Drasoini has entered the room.
JeniaThHeartless: ::Stepping left over right as she circled::
Illusia Drasoini has left the room.
SlothShamn: ::blinking, then reaching behind him to the bar for a cloth::
DUEL Pslyder: Holler 6.  Ah've heard'a stickin' it ta tha man, but this's ridiculous. . .(lc/th 4-1 Fertilizer)
CyanBloodbane88: :: seems too tired to fight::
OnyxSolare: ::sneaks a peek at Cory, whispering:: So much for trying.
SlothShamn: ::handing it over, not entirely sure if he liked that reaction::
JohnathanHavoick: ::Wispering backover his shoulder and clutches the clotch:: (q) I'll find a funny bone yet.
DUEL Pslyder: Holler 7.  Hope y'all got plastic sheets. . .Clothesline!!!!!!!!!  (hc/fss 4-2 Suddenly Shorty)
Bacchia DAngelo: ::watching Slothy narrowly avoid disrobement and thanking the heavens::
OnyxSolare: ::snickering, then cheers:: Well done!  Well done I said!  She's still raw!
JeniaThHeartless: ::Once again she was sent back a few feet::
DUEL Deluthan: ::ducks the flesh torrent::
Bacchia DAngelo: ::calling out:: Make it an underwater duel! You can call it Ring Stew!
CyanBloodbane88: :: has no more tricks up his sleeve
CyanBloodbane88: ::
OnyxSolare: Ring Chum!
DUEL Pslyder: Holler 8.  Speakin' a stew. . .seems thaht's all we's doin' this round.  (sh/fcp 4-2 Fish Food)
OnyxSolare: ::leans against her bar, lifting up the ends of her abbreviated vest, exposing much lithe torso::
DUEL RoryLaurent: ::quietly watching the ring and petting Spike who is eyeing Onyx while licking his chops::
DUEL Deluthan: Don't kill me, but I let that zombie in the tourament.
SlothShamn: ::looking around to see who is still here and catching sight of the mastiff::
SlothShamn: Oooooohhhhh! Puppy!
SlothShamn: ::rising and sdling over::
JeniaThHeartless: ::She turned the katana low, then quickly advancing as no attack came::
DUEL Pslyder: Holler 9.  Aw hell. . .Chunky got dissed!!!!!!!!!!  (dis/th 4-2.5 Giblets)
OnyxSolare: ::awaits Cory's rubbing of her tummy::
OnyxSolare: ::with anyone else, she'd bite them::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Well... I don't think there are any rules against dead people.  ::to Del::
Bacchia DAngelo: ::dodging sprayed bits of whatever::
DUEL RoryLaurent: ::blinks at the approaching man, Spike lifts his head and cocks it at the stranger curiously::
SlothShamn: ::holding a hand out for the big puppy to sniff::
OnyxSolare: I vote for a pulse being an entry requirement.
JohnathanHavoick: ::Reaches around and makes with said rubbing. Wiping away the ruby streaks.:: 
Bacchia DAngelo: (m)That would exclude half the stiffs on the standings.....
DUEL RoryLaurent: ::Spike sniffs at the hand and then gives it a lick:: 
DUEL Pslyder: Holler 10.  Aw man, why ya gotta go swingin' tha dead leg?  (lc/lp 4-3.5 Cadaver)
DUEL RoryLaurent: Damn, who is that kid?
DUEL Deluthan: ::checks his clipboard::  Cyan ... Bloodbane?
JohnathanHavoick: ::Keeping Onyx subdued with gentle lovebites to her neck.::
OnyxSolare: ::huffs out a eucalyptus scented sigh::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Huh. Odd.  ::an then a smile to the man who Spike is getting comfortable with:: Hi. I'm Rory.
SlothShamn: ::scratching behind the puppy's ears, knowing that everything above the level of a fieldmouse likes its ears scratched::
SlothShamn: ::looking up::
SlothShamn: Heya. I'm Slothy.
SlothShamn: Or the Shaman, depending on who you ask.
DUEL Pslyder: Holler 11.  Feh.  ::waves hand in front of his face::  Anyone got some air freshener?  (lp/sh 4-3.5 Ground Chuck)
OnyxSolare: ::a suspicious purr vibrates against Cory and his ministrations::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Slothy? ::a brow raising as recognition strikes::  Sartan's told me about you.
SlothShamn: Sartan? You listen to that kid? ::chuckling:: Thats a little scary.
DUEL RoryLaurent: ::a bright smile at that:: I'm married to him. It makes it kind of hard to ignore him.
JeniaThHeartless: ::Irritated with the situation, she decides it's just better to wait::
SlothShamn: ::laughing outright:: I'd have ta say you're right.
DUEL Pslyder: Holler 12.  Hoooleeee drek. . .Would'ja look at thaht?  Kid's got moves!  (fss/lp 4.5-4 Cyan)
SlothShamn: I'm kinda the Ghost of Christmas Past around here.
DUEL Deluthan: He dueled with Athslan's severed arm.  ::elbowing Rory::
OnyxSolare: Cory?  You're trying to seduce me....
SlothShamn: ::nodding at Del:: Well, once or twice......
SlothShamn: It was an Arms Race, back then you see.....
JohnathanHavoick: ::It's difficult to see if all the blood has been removed with his eyes closed. Blinks:: Hm? Was it working?
CyanBloodbane88: ::is so confused
DUEL RoryLaurent: Yeah, I know. I was just trying to be polite and not bring it up.  ::to Del::
SlothShamn: ::trailing off::
OnyxSolare: (( ::groans:: ))
DUEL RoryLaurent: ::blinking and then snickering at Slothy::
DUEL Pslyder: Holler 13.  Ladies, gents, an' bipeds o' all shapes, we gots major upset action!  (sh/sl 5.5-4 Cyan)
CyanBloodbane88: aww shoot...
DUEL Deluthan: ::can't help but chuckle::  Uh, did he know about it? ::to Sloth::
Illusia Drasoini has entered the room.
DUEL RoryLaurent: What the heck?  ::pointing at the ring:: The kid just defeated Jenia!
DUEL Pslyder: ((Final:  Cyan Bloodbane def. JeniaThHeartless 5.5-4 in 13.))
OnyxSolare: ::about to moan a yes, but interrupted by the call::
CyanBloodbane88: ::bows to both:: good call and good duel to you miss
DUEL Deluthan: Thank the holy heavens. ::seeing the final result::
Bacchia DAngelo: ::applauding:: Down with the Dead!
DUEL Pslyder: ::nods, looks to Del::  A'ight then. . .ya need me anymore?
JeniaThHeartless: ::She let another loud hiss, the wraiths that were circling came down, moving between Cyan and Jenia::
DUEL Deluthan: Would you mind?
SlothShamn: Del, Athlstan had been Dis Armed and beaten Hands Down. Of course he knew about it.
JohnathanHavoick: Wow.. ::still a little shocked:: 
OnyxSolare: ::leans back, looking down, noticing that Cory had managed to undo the very one clasp holding her vest together::
DUEL Deluthan: ::to Psly::
OnyxSolare: Sneaky...
CyanBloodbane88: Maybe if I hadent been a dragon for so long theyd have an effect
DUEL Pslyder: Ain't no big thang, chummer.  
DUEL Pslyder: ((brb, laundry))
OnyxSolare: ::refastens the clasp, narrowing her eyes at Slothy::
CyanBloodbane88: ::puts down his spear and sits in the ring::
DUEL Deluthan: I mean, did he know you dueled with it?  ::Sloth::
JohnathanHavoick: ::His own version of a low rumbling purr as pearly teeth nip at flesh again::
JeniaThHeartless: ::She turned again and paced along, fading out along with all the wraiths::
Carnage669 has entered the room.
SlothShamn: Considering I used it to beat the Overweenie over the head in front of his face? It wouldn't be going out on a Limb to guess he knew.
DUEL Deluthan: Well, I guess he wasn't too mad about it.
OnyxSolare: ::torn between moaning and groaning, quite the dilemma::
CyanBloodbane88: ::pulls our a rag and gets the dead stuff off his lance::
SlothShamn: No, he'd never lay a finger on me.
SlothShamn: I had everything in hand.
DUEL Deluthan: ::hands the clipboard to Rory::  Here.  I've got to go ho--uh, to Rhi's for a bit.
JohnathanHavoick: ::Hides his laughter behind Onyx:: (q) He won't stop will he?
DUEL RoryLaurent: Huh? Okie doke.  ::nodding as she takes the clipboard::
DUEL Pslyder: A'ight then.  Ah guess Ah got tha big showdown here.  Y'all make fer it.
Bacchia DAngelo: ::trying very hard to stick her fingers in her ears::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::nods and moves to the ring::
OnyxSolare: Not unless he's beaten over the head with that very same arm...
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::moves into the ring to salute Cyan::  good duel to you
OnyxSolare: ::winds her arms around Cory's strong neck::
SlothShamn: ::continuing to pet the nice puppy::
DUEL Deluthan: ::pops into the small office down there, grabs a bag, makes his way up the stairs and out::
CyanBloodbane88: ::stands up and brushes the dirt off:: same to you. ::bows low::
DUEL RoryLaurent: ::Spike is just sprawled out on the couch, appearing to be in heaven thanks to the attention::
DUEL Pslyder: Showdown 1.  Cyan makes for major fraggup.  (sl/lc 1-0 Bron)
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::makes ready, moving in with a cut::
CyanBloodbane88: ::seems to goof in round one::
DUEL Pslyder: Hey, anyone wanna grab a chummer a drink?  ::looking around pleadingly::
Bacchia DAngelo: ::pulling her fingers from her ears:: Is he done?
CyanBloodbane88: be glad to
OnyxSolare: ::nods to Bacchia:: All safe.
Bacchia DAngelo: ::sighing:: It was getting ugly.
OnyxSolare: ::drops a hand to Cory's tush, squeezing::
JohnathanHavoick: Ready? ::Giving her little time to respond, the room spun around her and Cory took her into a dip.:: But you're not.
SlothShamn: ::blissfully tummy rubbing the puppy on the couch::
OnyxSolare: ::blinks rapidly, increasing her hold on his ass for purchase::
DUEL Pslyder: Showdown 2.  Ok, thaht's jus' textbook.  (lc/cp 1.5-0 Bron)
OnyxSolare: Ready for what? ::hates the breathy undertone::
Bacchia DAngelo: ::watching the duel with renewed interest::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::turns away his attack with her sword::
DUEL RoryLaurent: ::one of Spike's back leg starts thumping with the belly rub::
DUEL Pslyder: Showdown 3.  Wish Ah knew why they wuz dancin'. . .(ss x2  1.5-0 Bron)
JohnathanHavoick: ::Returns her to upright position.:: Okay, who took your sense of humor?
Illusia Drasoini has left the room.
CyanBloodbane88: and one, two, three and 
Illusia Drasoini has entered the room.
Illusia Drasoini has left the room.
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::moves around::
Bacchia DAngelo: ::raising her hand at Cory:: I have it somewhere. ::checking her pockets::
Illusia Drasoini has entered the room.
DUEL Pslyder: Showdown 4.  Well, we all know whaht she's got 'im by, don' we?  (sh/lc 2.5-0 Bron)
Illusia Drasoini has left the room.
OnyxSolare: ::stands stiffly:: I have no idea what you're talking about Cory.
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::moves in cutting low at his legs::
SlothShamn: ((gah someone stop Lus from doing that. Her enter/exit sound is killin me!))
DUEL Pslyder: ((She's gettin' booted))
OnyxSolare: (( Turn off the room sounds silly. ))
Kaja Adair has entered the room.
Kaja Adair: ::steps in and pauses midway down the stairs, honey browns looking about for her Fireball::
DUEL Pslyder: ::nods to Kaja from his spot on the couch::
Kaja Adair: :;waves at Psly, still not entirely used to his new appearance:: 
DUEL Pslyder: Showdown 5.  Uuuuuuuber ole!  (th/fss 3.5-0 Bron)
Fiona Briette has entered the room.
Fiona Briette has left the room.
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::slips away from his attack::
OnyxSolare: ::quickly drops a closed mouth kiss to his lips:: You were making a joke?
DUEL RoryLaurent: ::taps her fingernails on the ornate box in her lap, quietly watching the duel::
JohnathanHavoick: I was at least trying to get a smile out of you. ::Lips puckering against hers::
DUEL Pslyder: Showdown 6.  Y'know, it would be downright chill if'n she got a shutout. . .alas.  (fdu/hc 3.5-1 Bron)
Bacchia DAngelo: ::relaxing for a bit::
OnyxSolare: ::smiles, more of a baring of teeth::
Kaja Adair: ::decides to at least have some milk, heads to the bar, hips swaying as she does so:: 
Dr Remus Finn has entered the room.
SlothShamn: ::sitting down and continuing to make friends with the uberpuppy::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::cuts high and misses him entirely::
CyanBloodbane88: ::ducks to see the puppy::
JohnathanHavoick: ::Beeps the tip of her nose.:: Drink?
Kaja Adair: :;grabs a tall glass and fills it, drinking a little, honey browns looking to the duel at hand::
Fiona Briette has entered the room.
OnyxSolare: Menthol and beer, a strange combination, but I'm willing to try.
Fiona Briette: ::and then there's a Fi again!::
OnyxSolare: Could you get one other beer, I owe Psly one.
CyanBloodbane88: :: looks around and notices we are the only duel:: a little unnerving...
DUEL RoryLaurent: ::Spike continues to make a fool of himself, his large tongue hanging out of the side of his mouth:: 
DUEL Pslyder: Showdown 7.  There he goes, doin' thaht dissin' again.  (dis/th 3.5-1.5 Bron)
JohnathanHavoick: I don't think it'll be so bad. Right, so three beers. ::Struts off for the bar::
OnyxSolare: ::waves to Kaja, wondering why she came in so silently::
OnyxSolare: ::smiles her thanks to him for fetching the beer::
Kaja Adair: :;waves at Onyx, smiling slightly:: 
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::moves in with a thrust and gets avoided::
Fiona Briette: ::takes a seat, opening a magazine and beginning to flip through it::
CyanBloodbane88: ::wonders what whitty thing to say:: um...
DUEL Pslyder: Showdown 8.  Hrm. . .rally anyone?  (hc/sh 3.5-2.5 Bron)
Kaja Adair: ::glances to Onyx:: 'Ey O... 
Kaja Adair: Is this still th' ToR, or is it gen'ral duelin'?
JohnathanHavoick: ::Returning with three frothy brews.:: Shall I deliver the one to Psly?
OnyxSolare: Still the tourney, but regular dueling should start soon.
DUEL Pslyder: Final matchup, ToR, Kaj.
OnyxSolare: ::looks up at Cory:: Only if you feel like it, otherwise I can.
DUEL Pslyder: Actually. . .::pondering::  Seein' as how this be th' final, y'all c'n start tha regular stuff.  ::to Del and Rory::
Kaja Adair: ::nods, snickers:: Right. Ah'll stick 'round fer a bit, then.  
Dr Remus Finn: ::Slips in quietly::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::gets hit and backs off::
DUEL RoryLaurent: I'm gonna wait until after this one is complete.  ((Sorry! Rooting on my little brother here! ;-P ))
Kaja Adair: ::sips her milk serenely::
Fiona Briette: ::still flipping through the magazine::
JohnathanHavoick: Wouldn't bother me none. ::Shrugs, extending the mug in his left::
DUEL Pslyder: Showdown 9.  Ain't gon' happen more'n once, chummer.  (sl/hc 4.5-2.5 Bron)
Dr Remus Finn: ::Sees Fi, smiling as he heads toward her::
Dr Remus Finn: Hey girlie.
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::moves in and cuts at him::
SlothShamn: Sorry Rory. I think I turned your puppy into a drool factory......
SlothShamn: ::still scratching away::
Fiona Briette: ::looks up as she hears her name and smiles:: Hey there, Handsome.
DUEL RoryLaurent: I know.  ::shaking her head with a slight grin::  Some watch dog he is.
OnyxSolare: ::to Bacchia:: There are some definte advantages to dating a Southern boy.
Bacchia DAngelo: Tastes like chicken? ::arch grin::
DUEL Pslyder: Showdown 10.  Thaht's thaht.  (sh/lc 5.5-2.5 Bron)
Kaja Adair: ::snickers, hearing Bacchia::
OnyxSolare: ::opens her mouth::
OnyxSolare: ::closes her mouth::
OnyxSolare: ::opens her mouth again then just gives up::
DUEL Pslyder: ((FINAL:  Bronwyn of Tyr def. Cyan Bloodbane 5.5-2.5 in 10.))
CyanBloodbane88: ::sighs:: Nice way to end a night doncha think?
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::reverses and cuts in low::
Bacchia DAngelo: ::rising:: Colonel's recipe, I'll bet.
OnyxSolare: ::applauds for both duelers::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::steps back making a salute::
Bronwyn of Tyr: well fought
Bacchia DAngelo: ::applauding the new Talon::
CyanBloodbane88: ::bows to both:: wonderful calling and the deuling, best yet
Dr Remus Finn: How are you?
DUEL Pslyder: ::up from the couch::
OnyxSolare: Cory!  Bacchia wants to know what you taste like.
Bacchia DAngelo: ::looking Cory up and down::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::suddenly weary with relief that it's over::
Fiona Briette: I'm good. ::stands up and gives him a kiss::
OnyxSolare: Well won and hard fought. ::towards the ring::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::salutes Pslyder again:: thank you for calling
JohnathanHavoick: ::Glad he didn't hear that, waiting for Psly to finish up his ring.:: Here ya go. Compliments of Onyx.
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::smiles to Onyx and Bacchia:: thank you
DUEL RoryLaurent: Nice try, Cyan. ::rising from the couch::
Dr Remus Finn: ::Kisses her back gently, squeezing her lovingly:: Good.
Kaja Adair: ::applauds for Bronwyn:: 
CyanBloodbane88: this night has ended on a very touching duel, with that said Sleep beckons to me
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::smiles to Kaja as well, blushing a little at her unexpected win::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::sheathes her sword and moves out of the ring::
DUEL Pslyder: ::takes said beer::  Thanks, chummer.
CyanBloodbane88: thanks Rory, the support is... held in high regard
DUEL RoryLaurent: Bronwyn?  ::opening up the lid of the box to display the dirk with the simple talon-shaped crest of Siera Redwin:: I'm honored to present you the Talon of Redwin.  ::shooting her a bright smile::
CyanBloodbane88: adieu
CyanBloodbane88 has left the room.
DUEL Pslyder: ::downing it quickly::  A'ight, Ah'm outta here, y'all.  Nice hangin' wit'cha again.
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::beams a little speechless at the moment::
DUEL Pslyder: ::having said that, he's moving quickly out the door::
DUEL Pslyder has left the room.
DUEL RoryLaurent: Three tournaments, three female winners. I think she would have gotten a kick out of that.
Kaja Adair: ::waves at Psly:: 'Ey...
Bronwyn of Tyr: I'm ... honored to win this title
Kaja Adair: ::softly:: Darn. 
SlothShamn: ::laughing unexpectedly:: I know she would have.
DUEL RoryLaurent: Come, come.  ::grinning and motioning her over to take the box with her free hand::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::moves forward towards Rory, tentatively reaching for the dirk::
SlothShamn: ::grinning:: Am I the only one here who knew her?
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::grins helplessly as she accepts the dirk and admires it::
OnyxSolare: No, Slothy.  But I think you knew her much better.
DUEL RoryLaurent: ::a slight grin at the reaction, each winner having had nearly the exact same::
SlothShamn: ::looking over:: Forgot you knew her!  ::laughing::
Dr Remus Finn: ::Takes a seat, pulling her down next to him:: Tell me something fun.
OnyxSolare: I look good for my age. ::smarmily said::
Kaja Adair: ::chuckles, setting her glass aside:: 
DUEL RoryLaurent: Okay.  ::closing the box as Bronwyn takes the sheathed dagger, plopping back down on the couch next to the oversized dog:: Dueling's open!
Bacchia DAngelo: On that note, I'm outta here.
Fiona Briette: Hmmm... ::thinks:: I love you. Is that fun?
OnyxSolare: ::sips at the beer, which by this time all the beer she's consumed should have had some effect on her waistline, but as of yet has not::
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::tucks the dirk into her tunic and grins at Rory again::  Wow...I need a beer
JohnathanHavoick: ::One second the mug was full the next it was empty.:: Bottomless pit.. ::Drops the empty mug off on a table as he approaches Onyx.:: 
OnyxSolare: ::all hail the feline metabolism::
Bacchia DAngelo: Onyx, let me know of Cory is extra crispy or original recipe, will ya?
Bacchia DAngelo: ::waving as she exits::
Kaja Adair: ::supressess a fit of envy::
OnyxSolare: Eleven herbs and spices....
Dr Remus Finn: Well...It could be.  ::Winks playfully::  How do you love me?
Bacchia DAngelo has left the room.
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::moves to the bar and orders a tall beer feeling a little light headed from her win::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Just come back and defend that thing next cycle, will you?  ::quirking a grin to Bronwyn::
JohnathanHavoick: ::Watching Bacchia go:: What was that?
OnyxSolare: Shall we stay?
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::grins:: I will!
OnyxSolare: Bacchia.  That's what that was.
JeniaThHeartless has left the room.
OnyxSolare: ::chuckles::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Excellent.  ::nodding::
Vx Max Blue xV has entered the room.
Bronwyn of Tyr: ::sips at her beer and plops down on a stool::
JohnathanHavoick: ::Furrows his brows:: Extraz crispy.. wha'?
RAGNEROCK has entered the room.
JohnathanHavoick: Extra.. ::mutter::
DUEL RoryLaurent: Somebody want to duel?  ::checking her watch::
Fiona Briette: ::laughs softly:: Well, I love you in every way! ::grins":;
DUEL Deluthan has left the room.
OnyxSolare: ::whispers in his ear::
Dr Remus Finn: ::Laughs with another wink::
JohnathanHavoick: ::And he hasn't been drinking enough to feel this disoriented and confused::
RAGNEROCK: ::strolling in::
Kaja Adair: ::stretches a little:: Ah'm up fer a duel, if anyone's takin'. 
OnyxSolare: Cory, want a run on Kaja or shall I?
JohnathanHavoick: ::Blinks:: ...do I?
Deluthan ROCK has entered the room.
Fiona Briette: Whatcha been up to? I haven't seen you in a bit.
JohnathanHavoick: You go on ahead. I enjoy watchin' you.
Dr Remus Finn: ::Grins:: Oh...same ol same ol I guess.
RAGNEROCK: ::coming on down the stairs, baseball hat tucked in the back pocked of his faded jeans::
Kaja Adair: :;glances to the stairs, pausing a little, not used to Kyle with no kilt:: 
RAGNEROCK: ::sporting a faded Amaltea for Overlord Tshirt::
Fiona Briette: Any more clients? ::leaning over to play with his hair affectionately::
Illusia Drasoini has entered the room.
Dr Remus Finn: No...but things there are well.
SlothShamn: ::looking up from the couch and nodding to the kiltless wonder::
Fiona Briette: I'm glad! ::smiles and tosses the magazine over her shoulder onto the table::
RAGNEROCK: ::blinking, seeing the shaman, then waving::