Epee Round 1: Sparks vs. Ross

[gm bourgeois decadence [aya]]

INDIVIDUAL EPEE: ROUND 1
SPARKS VS. ROSS

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Please refer to the Epee Info Thread for information regarding the administration of this event. The Dice Table is posted again below for reference. Please note that if a competitor DOES NOT POST within 36 hours, they FORFEIT THE COMPETITION. This rule is simply to ensure that the bouts occur within a reasonable timeframe so we can move on with the tournament without any holdups.

Epee Dice Table:

1	Hand	Point
2	Foot	Point
3	Knee	Point
4	Shoulder	Point
5	Shoulder	Point
6	Arm	Point
7	Arm	Point
8	Arm	Point
9	Chest	Point
10	Chest	Point
11	Stomach	Point
12	Stomach	Point
13	Hip	Point
14	Mask	Point
15	Parry	No point
16	Parry	No point
17	Parry	No point
18	Parry	No point
19	Double Touch*	Point for both
20	Double Touch*	Point for both

*If the fencers are tied at 14-14, no points are awarded for a double touch.

CURRENT SCORE

Brooklyn Sparks: 1
Topaz Ross: 1

Let the games begin!

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[Lulu]

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hey stranger i want ya
to catch me like a cold
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Fencing. Now there was something Topaz Ross could truly say she excelled at, enough to assume that she'd still retain some of the skill after virtually being a dormant volcano when it came to training or practice since she'd won the Games. The fiery redhead had been playing with swords since she could hold one, and to this day she loved the feel of it slicing through the air or satisfyingly connecting with the burlap flesh of a dummy. Or tearing a gash in the head of the girl you loved. The memory of Nash jolted through her like a sharp, electric shock; she'd been successfully not thinking about her lost love throughout the duration of this competition, aware that doing so would only hurt her chances, but as she prepped for her first round epee bout she remembered all to well the feeling of killing Nash Harvey with a sword they'd stolen from the dead District Six girl.

Angrily she forced those memories from her mind; now was not the time. Now was the time to focus and show everyone what the victor of the 56th Hunger Games was actually made of. She'd medaled in archery the previous day, yes, but her Games had proved she was far better with a sword than with a bow and arrows. Feeling energized and confident, Topaz closed her hand around her favorite pistol grip epee; she'd been using it since she was fourteen years old, and yes, maybe she should've invested in a new one, but she had good luck with it, and as long as she kept it oiled and polished what was the harm?

She would be fighting on strip number seven, against some District Two girl who looked more like some sort of glamourpuss than a competent Career. Easy enough, she hoped. She'd checked the brackets and was fully aware that the winner of this match had a large possibility of facing Julian Bryze in the next, and Topaz was absolutely not going to miss out on an opportunity to prove who was the better Career victor. Though she was a little afraid of the outcome.

But that didn't matter now. What mattered was kicking the ass of the Two girl in front of her and moving on to prove her worth. She touched her weapon's tip to Brooklyn Sparks's guard to test, saluted her, pushed down her mask, and lunged nearly as soon as the referee gave them the clear to begin. Because that was how Topaz Ross worked.

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Double touch; it happened as Topaz lunged for Sparks's stomach and the other girl jabbed at her head at the same time. Disappointing, but she'd make up for it the next touch. She couldn't let this priss of a District Two girl beat her at her own game.

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you and i both got the guns
when you shoot I think i'd duck
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[Lulu]

Alright, it's been 36 hours since this thread was put up and still no reply, so Brooklyn Sparks has forfeited.

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