A Relaxing Fight [Private]

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Rules:

Basic Site Rules

@coal: This better be a relaxing fight -.-

Location:

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A 100 meter by 100 meter arena. A large grass field stretches across the bottom, with the occasional six foot mushroom stretching up from the ground. 20 meters above the earth is a large log which is 10 meters in thickness. It is a nice and pleasant sunny day, with a slight fog over the earth.

IC:

Kira sat a top a large log, her feet dangling off the edge as she basked in the sun and took in the humidity of the air. Her six arms dangled by her side, and her bottom right hand fingered the handle of her long sword as it lay drawn across her lap. She was admiring the beautiful blade. Her top right hand as always was chewing clay, just like a type of gum except it tasted better. Over her eyes were X-ray vision goggles, and over top of that were Condition Viewing Goggles. On her side was an XXL clay pouch with 80 slots of clay inside, and a butt bag on her behind that held 6 kunai, 45 darts, 45 shuriken, 5 smoke grenades, and 5 fragment grenades. She wore a white robe that caressed her figure.

Still running her hand over the blade, with her middle left hand Kira pushed her black hair out of her face. It was a beautiful weapon. Slowly she'd rise the blade to her face and feel her triple scroll sized pouch jingle with her 50 senbon. At her side a foot tall hyena named Giggles would walk up and sniff at her leg. "Good boy," Kira said patting the animals head. On such a wonderful day it would be pleasant to perhaps get a fight or so in. Surely someone would come, this was a popular place after all.

[An'ei Sekitan]

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As always, through his random wanderings, Ake has found himself in another unexplained location in whatever country he happens to be in. Kentou Gozen, his sword and faithful companion, was at his side as per usual: along with five Kunai, his Comm Device, a Gas Mask, eight incendiary grenades, and a map, oh and his looking glass. Normally the map would tell him something, but even as he walked with it to his nose almost, he could not for the life of him figure out where he was, thus hoping to ask some of the indigenous people for directions to the nearest burger joint. Hopefully they all spoke the same language as he did, whatever language that happened to be, since this continent doesn‘t really have a name. Shinobi Land? Sure, we can go with that.

Just by chance, as luck would have it, a spider woman was just hanging around on a long checking out a blade; looked nice enough. Folding the map up neatly, or neatly enough, he placed it in his pocket and would make his way over. Ake was not bad looking, his spiky mess of blond hair and blue eyes were not tough to look at, nor was the rest of his face. Leather suspenders hooked to a leather belt held his shoulder guards, while a sleeveless black turtle neck rested beneath, although one would have to wonder why his turtle neck did not have sleeves. Bracers, lather gloves, black pants of some fashion, and big black boots. True, he looked nothing like an ninja, except for the mask that dangled behind him with the feathers. Looked custom made.

“Yo! Spider hottie! Can you help me out, I‘m a little lost. Do you know where I can get a burger around here?”

Currently he was approximately 30 meters away, trying the flag down the spider girl by waving his arms and calling out to her. Hears hoping she doesn‘t want to suck out the bodily fluids of our Hero. Stay tuned.[/justify][/ul][/font]