[Coliseum] Rehearsal [Almech]

[Ifran]

That his khopesh split the material of Almech's robe was proof of two things: the first being that even though the vast majority of his fights were choreographed for the stage, he kept his blades razor sharp; the second being that in building up the tempo of their deadly little dance made it ever more difficult to keep from fighting in earnest. Those fingernails were filed to points, and would score his skin if he let them. Almech was not pulling his punches by any stretch of the imagination, and it was only through the limberness of Ifran's back that he was able to dodge that attempted mauling of his face. One did not harm Ifran's face. He did not want to live out the rest of his days as some phantom of the opera, some scarred thing that required layers and layers of pancake-thick makeup to play a normal role on the stage. Now it was on. Almech had two hands. Ifran had six. One held a khopesh ready, for he had more skill when using only one. Another hand held the khopesh that he was wielding against his opponent, and the other four sought to keep his balance and to block Almech at every turn. Ifran went on the offensive with a blow to Almech's side, blocked, but sending him spinning around, dropping altitude, for an attempted sweep at his feet. Now he wanted to lay Almech out on the floor, pin him down, and make him yield. He was an animal, and animals responded to strength and force. Ifran had those in spades.

[Almech]

Ifran dodged, he was a nimble man, he had neutralized every one of Almech's attacks, it would seem this man could easily one up the kelvic, Almech didn't like to be bested by anyone. To him failure meant being second rate, bottom of the barrel, or just flat out no good, Almech was a kelvic with something to prove, and what he wanted to prove was that no one would ever think of him as a lesser being. Ifran seemed to have definitely been holding back, as he didn't make use of his other four arms until now, and he seemed a bit annoyed as well, Did i do something wrong Almech thought. He realized this was a type of practice, but perhaps he was pushing a little too hard, maybe it was time to call this rehearsal quits, it would seem that the two fighters had a good feel for eachother now anyway.

Ifran had sent a blow for Almech's side, which was recieved by his palm, using that momentum to spin him around, it would seem he was getting more serious, or maybe he was trying to end the fight before it got out of hand. Almech was simply being a pup, enjoying a good old romp around roughplay, as Almech was spinning Ifran dropped down low and essentially kicked Almech's legs out from under him. He landed on his side, but rolled to his stomach in an attempt to hop back up but Ifran was on top of him, holding him to the ground, he won, his brothers played much the same way. When it started to get out of hand, one would pin the other, it meant "Ok we're done for now" so that's what Almech took it as "You have very impressive moves...Ifran it was right?" he said with a winded voice.

[Ifran]

Ifran was delighted that his gambit had worked, and would not feel guilty at having extra limbs with which to pin the Kelvic without having to throw aside his weapons. Nature gave them each their advantages and disadvantages. He was glad too that Almech did not seem to be a poor loser, but rather like a puppy at play, which Ifran had not quite understood until now. He grinned, but fought the urge to ruffle Almech's hair as if he were a puppy. Kelvics were touchy beasts sometimes, especially those not broken to service. He stood up and offered Almech a hand up. It was only pride and self-control that kept him from panting for breath. This too was a part of the discipline of his particular training; he always seemed supremely confident and in control. "You are no slouch yourself," he said by way of a compliment. "I think perhaps the choreography of the fight might even work as a slow start with exotic forms, speed up similarly, and perhaps end in wrestling, though I am not an adept wrestler. So too, you might change in the middle of the bout to add excitement for the audience."

[Almech]

Almech took Ifran's help up he was panting rather quickly, it was instinctual, this Ifran person was rather interesting, he was so calm and collected Almech somewhat envied that quality in people. Then Ifran complimented Almech's battle prowess "You're no slouch yourself" Almech was happy with this statement, his tail would've been wagging if he had one in human form. Then he was talking about when they fight in the arena how they'd go about it Almech couldn't help but comment "I'm sorry but, my common isn't exactly amazing, you're confusing me". He thought for a moment and continued "Is what you're saying, we fight as we did just now? and end with ground fighting? i'm no good with that, I was never good at that even in my true form, although i'm better at it in that form". He stretched himself, but then winced, he'd forgotten he was cut, stretching the way he did split the wound open more than it was originally and the blood flowed out more freely, he held his gut and clenched his jaw.

[Ifran]

"It was certainly an idea," he said mildly, and slowly, with the visual cue of a nod of his head. It was his understanding that most Kelvics spoke Common, but perhaps this one spent most of his time in his animal form and so was not as adept at human speech, even banal Common, as the average Kelvic. "We can discuss other ideas, but perhaps we should get someone to look at that," he said, nodding to the wound clutched close to his side. "Come." With that kindly order, he started toward where there were supposedly chirurgeons on hand to fix such mistakes for those who were not supposed to bleed on the sands.

[Bedlam]

Thread Completed!

Ifran

Experience:
2 Acrobatics
2 Unarmed Combat

Lores:
A Six-Armed Man

Ifran

Experience:
1 Dual Wield
3 Acrobatics
2 Khopesh

Lores:
A Dog With Thumbs

Notes:

This is not going to be sent to you alone, but rather to every roleplayer who I’ve graded before who posted in the Storytelling request thread. Considering the way that ratings have been sliding to other places, I’ve begun to worry that my grades are somehow sub-par, or a disappointment.

So I want to let you know that if you ever have a problem with the way I grade, you can always talk it out with me. Don’t be afraid to tell me what’s wrong.

Now, on to the meat of things.

A Khopesh came at him from above, he hopped in the air kicking the blade away. He moved his arm as his body spun, luckily it was in the right position, deflecting another strike.

Were Almech more acrobatic, I might allow this, but as it is he is a novice in it. Not very good at what he does, and his combat, which is only competent, isn’t good enough for me to justify that as him being skilled enough to overcome his ineptitude in acrobatics and block the blow, but even with Ifran going easy I can’t really let this slide. I don’t feel it’s enough to go ST intervention on you, but I can tell you that you won’t be getting points for it. If I think a thing is unrealistic for their current level of skill—but it’s not a big deal, I don’t give points for it. If you want to fix it, do so, and then send me a PM. It’d be enough for an extra point in acrobatics, I think.