D6 Emerson vs D4 Summers [89th Spar]

[pearl mcclain d4 [ryan]]

d a n n y .

"you are weak
but not foolish
you have learned
how to die."

Danny couldnt help but feel some sort of wonder when he walked into the private screening for the spar matches that he had created himself. He was pretty gleeful when he realized that most of the tributes wanted to participate. He already knew that he was making a mark on the capitol this games. He made it his mission to revitalize and create something new so his games would stand out from the others. He did hide behind a reinforced glass that was blacked out on the other side so tributes could not see that they had an audience. The people that got a chance to see this first hand were few, but Danny knew that this would be another good way for people to see what the tributes had to offer. Of course, Sponsorship was more important than ever.

The spars had been so eventful, and Danny couldnt wait for the next one to begin. An avox came around with some appetizers and Danny couldnt help but grab a couple as a snack. He had been taking notes as the spars went on, and the next tribute to walk in, Aurora Emerson from Six had been an odd one. Danny couldnt place her exactly, but the look on Flynn Garner's face when she walked in had told him everything that he needed to know. This games had been packed with tributes that Danny could only have dreamt of. He took a bite of his food before realizing that this was the spar that also had the girl from four, Nixie Summers present as well. He figured that Annie would have probably poured her heart out into Nixie after losing so many tributes so close to the end. Was he banking on a show? Of course. Did he think that these girls were going to deliver? Of course. After all, this was all art to him. They were the canvas, and the capitol was always watching.

The trainer told them where to stand, an x marked the spot. He explained the parameters to the tributes. That they would go hand to hand until one of them is incapacitated. (OOC: 15 Damage) "And remember, you never know who might be watching. Good luck, and may the odds be ever in your favor!" Danny listened to the trainer and then focused on the fight forward. He was excited to see what was to come.

elegant

k!ah & kap

[k!ah]

The games had yet to begin but here I was, body tense and eyes determined as my jaw clenched. My heart raced in my chest, as I can't help but hate just how tightly the uniform clung to my body, maybe it was because I was nervous, and rightly so because across from me stood the tribute from district 4.

A career.

Shit.

At least it wasn't Arc, Arc already had the motivation to knock my ass to the ground.

I wonder what Flynn might be thinking of my opponent, and I try to remember each bit of information he had given me when facing off against a career, hell against any tribute that I might face in the arena. But my mind seemed to go blank and I find myself just staring at the girl, Nixie was her name. I wasn't exactly scared of being hit, that part didn't scare me at all if I was being honest. It was more about the fact that I was mostly like going to lose and losing made me look weak, and weakness didn't win sponsors and Flynn had explained to me over and over again the importance of sponsors.

Make the first move.

With of huff of determination, I ball a fist, charging towards the girl from four. "I've been beating up kids twice your size back at home," I say, a lie twisted between truth. "Don't make the mistake of thinking you scare me."

cEF0JRRkL2unarmed

[Bruised (up to Kap where it lands) -- 2.5 damage]

[ griffin ]

unarmed

[kap]

A sparring match sounded like fun. I loved to be able to show off my skills, and to practice what I'd learned, so doing both at the same time would be nice. When I saw my pairing, though, I'll admit, I was a bit disappointed. It was a girl from Six, rather than another career tribute. Although, I suppose that maybe they just wanted to give her a challenge. I could get behind that.

My opponent told me that I didn't scare her. I smirked. Scaring people wasn't exactly my goal. It never had been. I never found it particularly useful, to be honest. Trying to scare people often just made you look or sound ridiculous, which is kind of what this girl did for herself when she said she beat up people twice my size, if you ask me.

"I don't need to scare you to win," I explained. She swung at me, bruising my shoulder. It barely fazed me and I readied myself to make my own strike.

table by griffin

[Nixie swings at Aurora]
WhNYDo8U36unarmed
[5010 -- Miss -- 0.0 damage]

unarmed

[k!ah]

My fist knocks into her shoulder, my height putting me at a disadvantage. I give my fist a shake, not from pain but more from habit, as my eyes lock onto Nixie, following each step. "I don't need to scare you to win," she challenges a moment before she moves and I feel a curse word slip from my lips before I hear it.

Careers sure did move differently to any of the kids I encountered in six. In six when you strike up fight movements are usually rushed from provoking words, but witnessing Nixie move at me I felt a slight surge of panic before I drop to the floor like a sack of potatoes. I wasn't fast enough to dodge her, my reflexes not conditioned to saddened jerking movements, the only thing I could think was to stop drop and roll, so that's exactly what I do.

And by some miraculous miracle, I managed to avoid a blow.

Picking myself up, I dust off my uniform. "Well damn, girl you are fast! You nearly knocked me on my butt!" I say with a mix of awe and caution, hoping that my kicks might be more effecting than my punches.

Tqk6hz_9ZYunarmed

[Bruised Left Calf (kap's choice of where it lands) -- 2 damage]

[ griffin ]

unarmed

[kap]

My first strike was dodged by my opponent. Not bad, I thought to. Apparently this girl knew what she was doing, at least to some extent. She struck me again, and this time, I felt a connection against my shin. Yet again, there was a feeling that there'd be a bruise there later. I'd have a lot of bruises by the end of this, I was sure, if it kept going in this direction.

Nevertheless, I had to keep up the confidence. I couldn't let her or the people watching see anything but a strong, confident career. She complimented me on being fast, and I let out a slight laugh.

"Not bad yourself," I responded. I was having fun with this, even if I wasn't exactly winning quite yet, but I could certainly still get there. I just had to hit her well enough.

table by griffin

[Nixie swings at Aurora]
2lWETd|DMKunarmed
[5087 -- Miss -- 0.0 damage]
[apparently Nixie has bad aim]

unarmed

[k!ah]

I try to sweep her off her feet, but her stance is stead, my foot connecting with her shin firmly enough for a bruise to begin to flower. A light laugh slips past her lips and she looks at me almost impressed that I had managed to evade her, landing two quick taps. "Not bad yourself," she says and I can't help but feel a surge of pride at the compliment from the career.

Call it a confidence booster, because somehow I manage to slip out of reach once again, Nixie's blow striking the empty air that used to be me. "Oh man, that was close," I breathe through a smile, I could tell Nixie was enjoying herself, and I didn't know whether that should excite me or fear me- did she want to kill me? Or would she be satisfied with knocking my ass to the floor. When she looked at me now, did she see a dead man walking?

Shaking myself I push the heavy thoughts to the back of my mind, grinning widely at Nixie, "come on Four, slap me around a little. I won't bite.

Much."

Big words for such a little girl.

zkHKyZcuPPunarmed

[Miss -- 0.0 damage]

[ griffin ]

unarmed

[kap]

When I swung at the girl from Six, she managed to evade me once again. It was a bit irritating, to say the least, but I was still determined. I wasn't going to let it get to me, though. I needed to keep my confidence up, and get moving along with this fight. I needed to win if I was going to impress the people who were watching.

The people watching were potential sponsors, and sponsors could mean survival in the arena. So, I had to keep plugging along. This fight could literally mean life or death in the arena, even if it didn't mean life or death right this second.

The girl gives me a friendly taunt. "Come on, Four, slap me around a little. I won't bite. Much." Her confidence is starting to build, from what I can tell, but I don't want to let that continue. I just need to hit her.

"Will do," I tell her in response to her saying to slap her around a little. I take aim at her again. C'mon, Nixie. You can do this.

table by griffin

[Nixie swings at Aurora]
1w050o3GMOunarmed
[5163 -- Bruised Left Thigh Kiah's choice where -- 2.5 damage]

unarmed

[k!ah]

"Will do," Nixie says as her fist. connects with my cheek. I dont feel anything other than the sensation of her fist against my flesh. I dont feel pain, for all I know she could have dislocated my jaw. I work it slowly, opening and closing it, testing to see the damage Nixie might have inflicted... But I feel nothing, and I begin to feel the familiar feeling of frustration simmering at the pit of my stomach.

"Girl, you're gonna have to hit me harder than that," I mumble. "I want to feel it."

DxR2DDmn8Xunarmed

[Bruise -- 2 damage]

[ griffin ]

unarmed

[kap]

The taunting from my opponent didn't frustrate me: it encouraged me. It motivated me to keep going, and to do better. She hadn't done a whole lot to me. It was just a couple of bruises, her most recent strike connecting with the side of my head after I'd struck her cheek.

She told me to hit her harder. She wanted to feel it, and I was willing to comply. I wasn't afraid of her. I just had to step up my game and get her down and out of the fight. It shouldn't be too terribly difficult. I'd fought people in spars plenty of times before. It truly shouldn't be that hard to do this time.

"Deal," I said to her.

table by griffin

[Nixie swings at Aurora]
BOFqJm0QrCunarmed
[3 damage]

unarmed

[k!ah]

"Deal.”

She hits me again, her fist clipping my chin. My teeth knock together roughly and I think I bite my tongue because I taste blood… but I don’t feel the sting of pain that I desired to feel. I feel nothing but an odd sensation where her fist had connected to my face. 

I spit blood onto the mat, wipe my forearm across my chin. I had no doubt that bruises on my chin and cheek had started to flower, but unlike the others, these bruises would not heal at the same rate, they would paint my face purple and blue for days longer. 

Qo0AjXaZfQunarmed

[2- bruise]

[ griffin ]

unarmed

[kap]

Her next hit on me is a jab to the shoulder again, but a bit harder than I was ready for. I stumble back for a second, but I don't fall. I keep myself on my feet, and I give a sly smile. I was probably enjoying this sparring match more than I should have been, if I'm being totally honest. I was liking both hitting and being hit.

I always knew I enjoyed fighting, but being up against someone who I could potentially be fighting for real later just gave me a bit of an extra thrill. I readied myself and swung again.

table by griffin

[Nixie swings at Aurora]
VR727faagWunarmed
[Bruised - 3 damage]

unarmed

[k!ah]

[

Nixie smiles and I can tell she is enjoying herself. I feel an uneasiness in my stomach as I watched the way her smile grows, did she enjoy it now because it was supposed to be a bit of fun? Or was she enjoying it because it was just a taste of what awaited her the moment we stepped into the arena?

A nervous laugh escapes my lips, her fist connecting with my side. “You seem to be having fun,” I lick my lips anxiously, still tasting blood. “I hope that smile is just reserved for this spar, and nothing more.”

_SOtY4QdqMunarmed

[2]

[ griffin ]

unarmed

[kap]

My opponent seemed almost uneasy in regards to my smile.

“You seem to be having fun,” she says to me. “I hope that smile is just reserved for this spar, and nothing more.”

Her fist connects with my wrist as I attempt to block her, yet still get hit with some force that will surely leave a bruise. It sends a feeling of pain through my arm, but it also sends more adrenaline.

At first, I wasn't sure if I should be honest with her or not about where my smile was coming from. If I intimidated her too much, I may become a target of hers in the arena— or she may avoid me altogether for the same reason.

"Definitely having fun," I let out between breaths. I'm trying to control my breathing so that I don't feel too winded. "Maybe a bit too much fun."

I don't directly respond to her comment about the smile, but I figure that's close enough to whatever answer she may be looking for.

table by griffin

[Nixie swings at Aurora]
pvRGiFV8oBunarmed
[0.5 damage]

unarmed

[k!ah]

"Definitely having fun, maybe a bit too much fun." Her words don't put me at ease, distracting me enough for her to sweep me off my feet, my ass hitting the matt. I scramble to my feet, widening my stance, just as Bastian had taught me.

I hide my unease behind a small smile and a whole lot of attitude, "maybe it's best to have your fun now, you know considering you'll probably be dead in a couple weeks." Most likely both of us would be dead, but I tried not to think of that, not as her eyes followed every every move, like the same way I had watched a hound tracks his lunch. 

JxclzyY|msunarmed

[Broken Rib -- 7.0 damage]

[ griffin ]

unarmed