Closed [Fighter's Pit] Under the Moonlight's Gaze (Revy)

[Kreig Messer]

514 A.V. 76th of Spring 18th Bell 9th Chime
The weather was getting warmer again....he could feel it quite so and already he missed winter. The Air was beginning to get humid and the brawler had to remove his shirt else he would have been drenching it with sweat ' By the gods It'd have been wiser to stay at the grounds, at least it would be closer to the dorms for a change of clothing[i]' But there was no point in complaning more about, he simply had to suck it up and continue.... That is what he told himself as he threw about a straight punch through the air, the blow had had plenty of power behind it, especially with the studded guanlet over his fists, but it was slow and felt un-precise. It was not to say that the blow was far from impressive, however for boxing it would have been a simple heavy blow perhaps easy to see, he needed to fix that.

As such he simply to try harder and harder and hope things improves. With his left he threw a couple of jabs then followed with a straight punch from his right, a simple combo. Despite the fact he chose to remove his shirt, he still wore his breastplate along with grieves and armlets, reasoning that he'd need to get use to the weight if he even wanted to be able to move in a full set '[i]quite frankly I'd rather not wear a full set [i]' Not that he wouldn't have appreciated the protectiveness it offered, in fact his tendencies to get hurt often meant that such an armor would be a gift from the gods, but for now he didn't quite care much for how it would probably slow him down immensely.

[i]'I need to be faster...stronger...' Every season he had felt like this, the need to be better yet the rate always felt so slow, he didn't like that one bet. The FIghter's pit was quiter now, many having already left to their homes or back to the tavern for evening meal....he needed to eat as well, but that could wait for a bit, he could always pinch an apple from the pantry later on. He threw another punch, this time an uppercut but this time, and without meaning to, he rotated his arm after the punch, placed his left hand atop of his fist and step forward to deliver a blow with his elbow ' Shyke....' He had to remember he was boxing....he shouldn't mix styles just yet. But what was done was done, and he simply had to resume like normal.

Perhaps he needed a fighting partner, he so wished he had a regular one to aid him in his training...

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[Revy Hiroe]

The work in the mine was hard and tiring on the mercenary, however she didn't complain one bit. Swinging that pickaxe time and time again only served to increase her strength. If she was stronger, it'd be easier to fight people... and win. However, right now she was done with her shift. She had already washed herself and put on her plate armor. It was time to explore the city a little. Luckily she had brought along her sword and shield, because some people had been talking about some pit thing outside of the walls. Of course Revy immediately asked for details and found out that it was apparently some sort of school thing for training in combat, without having to be a squire. It wouldn't hurt to look and she had been wanting a good spar again. She had to loosen her muscles again after all that hard work. Getting out of the city wasn't that hard. She had shown good behavior so far, so at least they allowed her to go out. At first, she couldn't even set foot out of her room without being watched by those knights. But... it had been her own fault, so she didn't blame em. The woman had noticed that her stance towards these knights had improved quite a bit during her stay in Nyka. Was it because of Sayren and Zandelia? Who knows, could be. The meeting with those two had changed her, that much was sure. Upon entering the building which was apparently called the pit, or something along those lines, she noticed a man training his unarmed combat without a practice partner. If only it weren't a guy, she would've walked over right away and asked for a spar. However, she still very much hated guys. And that wasn't going to change any time soon. He did seem a bit skilled with those hands of his though. Would he make for a good challenge? Nah, surely he wouldn't. What would an unarmed guy do against her while he was wearing her plate armor and she was armed with sword and shield? Yet she still found herself walking towards him. Dear Myri did she need a fight. "Hey you, wanna spar?", she asked rather brusk, "To be honest, I wasn't planning on asking you, but you at least seem like a bit of a decent match for me." Yup, Revy was confident she could win this. They should be roughly as fast as each other... if she didn't use her Prowess, but she was armed with a sword and shield. She was the one that had the edge here and she was gonna make sure this guy understood that.

[Kreig Messer]

Kreig turned suddenly, a small grin on his face as if his wishes were granted. He looked over his opponent, noting that she was in full plate gear...FULL plate gear and it wasn't even the common design followed by the order, in fact it seemed to fit her snuggly ' Not a knight, I'm guessing.... must be pretty wealthy or saved a lot to own a size-fit set' Kreig stood straight as if pondering whether he should really accept, but to the careful observer it would have been as obvious as saying 'Summer is Hot' if it were Summer currently. The fact of the matter of was he was also focusing intensely at her sword and shield, the way she held them told him a lot in its own way ' This is gonna be a whole lot of fun

With a wide, childish grin, he nodded to the miss and said "Ah, sure thing....I think I could learn a lot from this, miss" He flexed his arms and legs some more, popped the joints of his neck and motioned to an unused space for them to use " We could fight over there, miss. Should provide plenty of space for us to move about unhindered, eh?" He moved ahead of her as he reached his spot, slaming the knuckles of his studded gauntlets against one another ' These little guys should help a bit against her armor ' While guantlets, the added weight the studs gave it made a lot like hand-worn maces, he wondered if they could affect the steel of her armor if so ' Would be amazing if it did bent the steel' Still he knew he'd have to get by her sword and shield first....and her shield was by no means a small thing, in fact it was like a wall, he'd need to move around a lot just to get an oppening and if his assumption was correct....his opponent might not give him that oppertunity.

' Hah, my blood is boiling already'

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[Revy Hiroe]

This guy was actually grinning as he looked at the mercenary? Was he also one that loved a good fight? If so, she was not gonna hold back at all. But his accent.... it sounded so familiar. Where did it originate from again? She couldn't quite remember, after all she had visited many cities already and most of them had a slight accent in their common. Not to mention that her memory was quite bad because of years of drinking. As the guy said, a different spot then this one should be better. She didn't want to be hindered by the weapon racks on the walls, nor the walls themselves. "Yeah sure sure. And if you still have to learn, you got a long way ahead of you. I don't fight to learn, I fight for fun.", she replied as she got into position. She swung her sword around a couple times, to loosen her wrist, before she started to grin at the failed try at intimidating her. "I hope you'll at least be a bit of an opponent for me." And then before giving the guy a chance, she thrust her sword out straight, aimed right at his smug face. She wielded her sword as if it were a rapier there. The mercenary knew that using her sword in an unconventional way usually at least caught her opponent by surprise. Right now she wasn't using Prowess, but that didn't mean that the attack was slow. In fact to inexperienced fighters, it would still be seen as a fast one. If this guy was gonna deflect the blow, Revy would immediately pivot on her leading foot ready to slam her trailing into his side.

[Kreig Messer]

Kreig chuckled, oh he did agree that fighting was fun...but he learned how to fight by fighting, and that added a taste all of its own "Lass...I should be saying that you" His grin grew so wide with exctiment that looked like a clown, really. He was just that excited for it, his blood boiled like cauldron filled with water. Quickly, and without warning, the Miss thrust her blade at Kreig's face, quickly not so fast ' Let's get cracking was his internal response as he lifted his right arm, the blade sliding against the back of his gauntlet as he diverted the blow past his head. However, as he did so the Miss impressively turned on her leg with the other raised and as she turned her leg struck vilolently at his armored side, his left arm was raised and wrapped upon the leg, an excited but pained look came upon the brawler's face "HAH, Yes, just the fight I wanted" Not one to let momentum go to waste, he turned his body and with the aid of the woman's own momentum would fling her to the side, even if she wouldn't be flying. Quickly he would lower himself, grabbing sand in both palms of his gauntlets and move forward, a plan forming in his head....
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[Revy Hiroe]

Petch! The guy was better then she thought initially. He had managed to lock her leg down. And before she could react, he already flung her away. A heavy thud resounded as she hit the ground. But she did notice that the moment she got flung by him, he crouched and seemed to grab sand. "Not on my watch, bastard.", she thought to herself as she stabbed the tip of her sword into the ground. She made it seem as if the flight injured her.. even a little. That way she could hide her counter for him, by making it look like she used her sword as a stick to stand up with. She kept track of her opponent from the corner of her eye as she slowly got up. The moment he came within range, she flung up the dirt with the tip of her sword and went low herself. Her plan was to use the small time his vision was obscured, to knock him off his feet with a shoulder to the stomach. A downed fighter was always easier to beat. If she was successful, she'd quickly take a few steps back to avoid a counter from him. She had to get a good feel of how good he was and the only way to figure that out was to see how he reacted to different situations. If he proved to be strong enough, she was gonna use her mark. She didn't want to use it unless she wasn't sure she could win without it. "So far I'm not impressed with you.", she said rather uninterested. "Perhaps I should just call it off. He ain't interesting at all.", she thought to herself.

[Kreig Messer]

It stung, a bit of dirt entered his right eye and stung whilst his left was spared ' Tricky tricky' He had thought her injured slightly, he should have known better really but he didn't let it slow him down, not one bit. Still, he wouldn't let loose the dirt in his own hands yet....it wasn't the time now, even with the shoulder slam he had stood his ground. He was impressed by how agile she was in that armor, form fitting or not, it felt like it defied logic. With one eye open, he looked at her in that brief instant, then charged forward as she jumped back, he wouldn't let her get away...

He didn't bother listening comprehend her words ' So what? I'm still gonna kick your ass' Was his silent reply. If anything the woman had best raise her guard as Kreig raised his left for a straight punch, bit of dirt slipped from his grip as the fist moved forward, he didn't quite care how she blocked or avoided it, but if it were to pass by her head he would turn his fist, open his palm and let the dirt fly to the side of her face, perhaps blinding one part of her even if not her entire face. Then, he would spin with a backhanded blow from the same arm and then aim for a gut shot with the opposite "I'm sure you said something intelligent miss, but if you haven't notitced....we're fighting" Plus trash talking during a fight was his domain, just so that everyone knows. Honestly it was getting funner and funner, if she wasn't taking it seriously then so be it, he'd just have to shove her words up her rectum if need be.

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[Revy Hiroe]

Oh crap! That guy hadn't gone down and instead went after her. Just in time she could raise her shield to block his punch and it actually had quite a bit of force behind it. Now she started to grin. Yes this guy was trying to make it fun. Of course he wasn't as good as Ximal was, but... meh, there were few that were as good as him. She let the power of her mark flow through her body now. She wasn't gonna hold back anymore, because if she did, she might actually lose. She reacted even faster to his attempt at spinning by stepping in and bashing her shield against the man's back. Was he an idiot for carelessly showing his back like that? If he was.... he was absolutely an horrible idiot. Following that up she tried to put her knee against the guy's buttocks. That would hurt really bad if it were to go through. Other guys always yelped as they got hit like that. However, she didn't stop there. Right after that knee, she raised her sword up high and tried to slam the pommel on top of the idiot's head. "Next time you show my back to me, I'll tear you a new one, ya damn idiot.", she said irritated. She couldn't help but get angry at an action like that. Showing your back to an enemy was a friggin' death sentence. You couldn't keep track of what they did then and would most likely get gutted for it.

[Kreig Messer]

He wasn't fast enough, that surprised him as he was certain that he had an appropriate guage on her reaction time, he still held on to the dirt in his fists as tightly as he could even as she slammed the shield into his back. He didn't gritted his teeth when she did, and then she struck his hind quarter with her knee, causing him to elicit a simple "Ow" In the most calmest of tones in the entire world. In a way he wasn't quite annoyed by it, because her next words told him her current state of mind perfectly ' She's pissed off' And anger, unless the miss knew how to control it, was a good ally for the Brawler as he turned to see her face, her sword arm was raised and she struck down with her pommel, but kreig intercepted with the back of left wrist agaisns't her right, the palm of his fist aimed at her face....and with a slight movement forward....he threw the dirt into her face. If he succeeded, he would have knocked away her sword arm, bring his hand back in an open palm, then bring it back and slapped her right cheek, then he would curl up his fist and backhand her since he would have the short distance needed to give her a quick one, finally he would grab the back of her head and headbutt her with reckless abandon, perhaps twice or thrice. He was not Ximal....but he didn't need to be a Ximal to prove he was just as dangerous in his own brutal way.
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[Revy Hiroe]

The guy was faster then she thought. He managed to bring his arm up for a block and if she hadn't let her mark's power flow throughout her body, he would've been fast enough too. Now she adjusted the trajectory slightly, so that the pommel landed on his wrist, knocking his hand out of the way. Yet at the same time she too wasn't able to continue what she had planned. Instead she quickly jumped back a few steps. She had to find a way to create an opening in his defense and at this rate, she wasn't gonna succeed. She put her shield right in front of her, leaned on her left foot and raised her longsword up over her head, pointing at Kreig. Maybe it'd be wise to let him take the initiative right now. "Darn jackass. You're actually making this fun. Hadn't had an opponent like this in a long, long while.", she thought to herself. "Your turn. Come at me, bro.", she said. The last time she had a proper opponent was back in Nyka. Ximal was the one that managed to defeat her... after Siiri. Never did she like losing. Never did she give up on getting stronger. If she was gonna meet either of them again, they'd see just how much Revy had grown since their last meeting. Not only did she get stronger herself, she also started to use her Prowess mark. She was absolutely not gonna lose here at least.