fight club

[dignity_misery]

When; Friday, February 10th
Rating; Fighting/Language
Characters; Our fighters
Summary; It's fight night.
Log;

The address that Carla had left as her meeting place left something to be desired. She had found the abandoned building on one of her frequent midnight boughts of wanderlust. It had once contained a relatively small indoor pool, it was clearly recreational, had no room for lap lanes. Not that it mattered much, it had long since been drained of water, its tiles broken. There wasn't much light, but she had been bothered to put up a few electric lanterns.

That's about as fancy as she's getting. Otherwise, she's waiting there with the medic, and with her hat and its numbers. She knows how many she spoke to, and has just a few extra should any strays wander in.

When she sees about as many faces as she'd expected and is tired of waiting, she brings round the hat. She's only explaining this once. Take a number, put it back and remember it. They're drawing opponents next.

Comments

[nohometown]

[Now he strikes with a series of punches, aiming for her weak points. The blows are still no stronger than an ordinary human punch. They'll leave no more than bruises, if they land.

As far as he's concerned, at this point, this is a teaching fight. There's nothing superhuman about it.]

[dignity_misery]

[There is not longer much that is superhuman about her, although the people in her world would have very pointedly denoted that what she used to be was subhuman.

She brings her elbows in tight, moving to the best of her ability, but opens up again to retaliate, twisting to throw her elbow into his face.]

[nohometown]

[He dodges again, but this time doesn't return with another blow of his own, returning to his defensive moves after his strikes, drawing back, to see what she'll do next.

He does enjoy the fight, the motion, even if it's not the kind of fighting he's used to, and even if Carla's a very different kind of opponent. They're not well-matched, where skill and strength are concerned, but he can find something of interest in any battle.]