Without reason (Puck)

OoC: I was going to make this a post a bit longer, but I was thinking about describing every detail, so I thouhgt that if I did that, it wouldend up being an annoying post. Besides, I thought it sucks enough already.

I didn't mention your characters because I don't know them very well. I would appreciate any link to a fight or anything they participated in, so I can read a bit abouttheir behaviour.

O_o Wow. The post is actually quite small. I thouhgt it was bigger. Oh, well.

BiC:
“Good food, good drinks… good lord lets eat!” those were Leonidas’ words as soon as he entered a small restaurant in the middle of a small village. He place had everything a good restaurant should have. The atmosphere seemed to be very friendly. They were few guys in the place that seemed to give a way a troublemaker appearance. The restaurant itself was entirely made of high quality wood and had some nice golden chandeliers here and there. The place was also incredibly crowded.

It seemed like a nice place to relax, wich, was something that the young man needed. It was starting to get cold outside, and he was tired from walking for 10 days.

Not wasting any time, the young man walked to the bar and sat on the first spot he found. However, just before he could say a word to the bartender, a hand reached his left shoulder and said in an intimidating tone, “Hey, kid, that’s my seat and this is my territory. Get out of here. No outsiders.”

Leonidas just turned his head slightly to take a look at the man holding him. It was a rather big man. He was about 2 meters tall. He had short black hair, and a lock style beard. He man was rather fat though, and was wearing some good clothes. He was wearing some purple clothing and was packed with jewelry.

Turning his head back in to place, he replied, “This is a restaurant for everyone. If you’re the owner, then you should now better than chasing away customers, and if you don’t, then you have no right to talk to me like that.”

The man held Leonidas’ shoulder more tightly and shouted, “Don’t make me resort to force kid.”

The young man knew that trouble was rising, but this place seemed so good that he didn’t want to miss a chance like this to relax a bit. It was obvious that this guy wasn’t going to leave him alone. Although Leonidas didn’t want to fight for the moment, it seemed like the only choice.

I don’t want to do this… but…

“Are you lis--” The man was speaking when Leonidas turned around and released a powerful punch on the nose of this idiot as he moved. The man just fell on the floor and covered his nose. The entire place was suddenly on complete silence.

“Listen, I’m tired and not in a good mood. So leave me alone.”

The man stood up and walked away. Just before going through the door, he looked back at Leonidas with an angry look and said to himself, “I think he may have some skills,” in a very low voice. He suddenly turned to the bar for a second and left the restaurant.

After leaving, the young man turned to the bar again and saw a drink right in front of him. The bartender was there staring at him. “That one is on the house. Nobody has ever had the guts to stand against him. He practically owns the town.”

The young man then took a good sip and sighed in a quite relaxed way. The problem was that he began to feel dizzy almost s soon as he drank that. He lost all consciousness before he could say anything.


When he came to, he lying in a cell and could hear voices of cheer and excitement. He could clearly see a ring just outside his cell. It was just a small square room with nothing it besides the walls and the bars. Strangely enough, he still had his weapon with him. He stood up and headed towards the gate. Suddenly, the gate opened…

Everyday seemed to be the same. Each time the clock clicked twelve, or the sun struck high, the very same thing happened. And as such it happened, again, and again for weeks on end. For those who know to well of fear, and are to finely entangled in desperation, this was at first a blessing of the highest order. Peace.

However something turned in the stomach, of the child, as he walked slowly down the long dirt path. Peace was boring, he finally concluded, it wouldn't be bad if it was real peace, but it was more like the fake kind. In real peace, everything isn't always perfect, and time changed things, in this mockery of peace it was just repetition of the very same daily events down to a tea. Wake up, find food, rest, find some more food, sleep. It was getting nothing down, they where never any closer to achieving their goal then they where when the whole thing started well over a year ago now. With a huffed sigh, the child kicked some dirt in the air, and prayed to the gods, or whatever was out there for some excitement, and of course the mischievous gods Couldn't help but oblige the boys pleas.

“Get away from me creep,” Without noticing the girl he had been walking with had fallen back a few meters, and like a pack of ravaging wolfs they struck.

“Whats ta matter doll face? Aint cha glad tah see us,” Pathetic creatures the child decided with cold eyes, they saw a lone girl, with quite desirable beauty walking alone, and together they struck, probably to feed their primal animal instincts.

“Seriously back off,” The girl of fourteen said pushing the head of one of them back, as he closed in for a sloppy kiss.

“Enough is enough,” Devin murmurd to himself, “Hey Punks!” Devin called out to the three boys, who looked at least 16 each, “How about you stop picking on women, OR I'm going to have to teach you some self control,”

“Wuld cha look at tat, the little boy wantsa play,” One of the wolfs snarled, and stepped forward, presumable the alpha male of the group, “Then lets play, eh?” Arrogance never gains any ground in life, so these “men”, and I do use that term lightly were far back compared to the one they fought. As the first the Alpha male ran forward, his fist raised in blind rage, The looked to the ground lightly, then when he reached the perfect range, he struck.

Instantly the alpha wolf fell to the ground clutching his bleed stomach in pure agony, and when he falls the rest run. Cowards. The boy walked over the boy, and looked down at him with remorse, “Don't worry...your wound isn't fatal, but I suggest you learn from this,”

“Who...who do you...think you are,” The wolf growled through his teeth in agony, though more pain had been dealt to his pride then his body.

“Names Devin,” Devin said with a silly smile, and looking up to Cari,” You get in trouble to much, one of these days I aint going to be there to save ya!”

“Its not my fault. I attract boys like a magnet,” She replied with a playful wink, and quickly ran over to him, being carful to step on the wounded mans face.

“That wasn't nessecary,” he said quickly sheathing his blade.

“Oh, he deserved it,” She said sticking her tounge out at the fallen man, “Now what do we...” Then everything went blank.

><><><>One Hour Later<><><><

“CARI!” The boy named Devin sat up in a panic, his hand grabbing a particularly sore part of his neck,” Cari...” Feeling around he noticed a small hole just large enough for a poisons dart...

“I'm right here Devin,” The girl said calling from behind the boy.

“Cari!” Quickly turning, and getting to his feet, he ran to embrace her, “I'm so glad your alright,”

“Stop being mushy Devin, we're not alright,”

Pushing away from her, and looking in her clear eyes he gave a bemused look, “What do you mean,”

“Look around, we're in a jail,” With a quick look around to all side he knew she was right, the wall around them where heave brick, nearly impenetrable, the only way in or out where by the heavy steel gates on either side of the rectangular room.

“Judging by the anxious jeers outside, we are either about to be executed...or about to participate in some sort of underground fighting ring,”

“Lets pray its the latter,” Devin mused, as the gate slowly creaked open, “Well, I guess we can only go forward as destiny decides,” Devin took a few nervous steps, and then a few more until he sigh in relief. The latter was correct, it was an arena...but even still who knows the rules, not them, nor the fairly large man who stood across from them, as he looked just as bemused as them. Then everything became clear, as a tall skinny man spoke loudly to room, from an elevated platform.

'WELCOME!” The man roared as the crowds murmur slowly died, “Today we have an interesting match for you all. Instead of our regulars we dragged some well to do men, and a women off the street for your entertainment...now if either of the parties disagree, then it'll be even more so, as you get to witness a live execution,” Suddenly the crowd roared into a frenzy, and only the tall mans hands could settle them, “Now now... Well let the combatants introduce themselves...or else,”

Knowing the meaning of “or else” Devin Answered, “I am Devin, and This is Cari,” He said motioning towards his comrade, as he waited for the other man to speak...

OoC: Done, a bit more diologe then I wanted, but meh. Oh yeah, here's a link to Devin, and Cari's character fiction. Any questions just PM me.

This had to be joke. If they wished him to fight, they merely needed to ask. On top of that, he was facing two kids. Did the people really think so little of him, or was it that the kid and girl had more to them than met the eye? That was not his main concern at the moment. He was looking everyone in the crowd, searching for the man responsible of this show. The one that had organized everything.

Suddenly, the voice of the skinny man in control for the moment asked for their names and threatened to execute them if they didn’t comply.

The kid replied almost immediately. “I am Devin, and this is Cari”

He wanted to make some questions first, but considering the situation, he decided to play along. “My name is Leonidas.”

“Perfect! Now, to the conditions. You have to fight each other until the other side gets knocked out or dies. The winner goes free. The loser… well, it depends. If you die, well, you die. If you live, then you might be executed as an additional part of the show, or get thrown at another battle. It depends on what the public decides.”

This was not acceptable. One could easily tell the people were looking forward for blood. Jeopardizing the live like that was not acceptable for him. It seemed that the chance to get out there alive was minimal. He began to think of a way to get himself and the kids out of this mess.

He wasn’t jus going to die here. He still had things to do. For that moment, fighting seemed to be the only option at hand.

The couple in front of got ready for the match as they said something to each other. Since the team in front of him seemed to be determined to fight, the young man unsheathed his weapon and placed in on his right hand.

The announcer suddenly screamed, “Fight,” and the blade armed man took fighting position. A fighting position that had the right side of the body facing the enemy. His legs open wide enough to be in parallel with his shoulders. His right arm was lowered to the waist and his left hand was right beside his chin.

The duo in front of him seemed to be ready for anything, but it didn’t seem that they were going to make the first attack. Knowing that a long wait could cause the audience to get angry, he ran towards his opponents.

The boy, Devin, was the one to answer to Leondas’ action. The blades clashed and the roar of the public was heard very loudly by the youngsters. The boy he had in front of him impressed the blade armed man as soon as the weapons collided.

An average boy would have fallen already die to the strength of the impact, and his feet were so well planted on the floor that making him lose balance seemed almost impossible. The young man thought for a moment that the boy had chance to win this contest of strength. Meanwhile, the girl was cheering for Devin.

A small smile suddenly invaded the face of the blade armed man. It seemed that this kid was going to provide a good fight. He knew that the situation did not merit a smile, but he just couldn’t contain himself. Treating his opponent as any child seemed to be something that could cost victory.

He’s so strong enough to stand this crash. I guess I’ll have to fight him in a serious way

Leonidas lowered his strength and loosened his body, so the boy could push more. As the boy pushed, Leonidas flexed his arm so it would act as spring, along with the lower part of his body, and pushed the boy back.

Devin touched ground and immediately ran forward again in an attempt to stab with his rapier. The young man replied the attack by taking a quick and small step diagonally forward with his right foot, while touching the rapier’s blade and spinning to his left with his right leg and raised his left one. The motion caused the man to spin aside the stab and to end with a side kick on the boy’s back.

The boy touched ground, but not completely. He managed to put his hand and knees on the floor to stop the entire fall. As he turned and looked at him or another moment, the young man said to the boy, “I believe I can tell you this before we both get serious. Although, I’m trained in swordsmanship… I’m more of a fighter than a swordsman.”

He then turned his view to the girl for a second. The girl had a bow. That was a major problem. He had no way to fight someone at close range and cover from someone at long range. It seemed obvious tohim that he had to take care of the girl first.