[The Spinning Coin]Care to Wager? (Closed)

[Jokor]

Jokor scowled at the akalak when he pushed him forward. “Watch it ya impotent bastard and don't push, I'll kick your arse into the ground soon enough.” Jokor said a hint of venom behind his tone. “And if I'm a mouse what makes that you? A petching cockroach?” He cracked his knuckles grinning like a madman as the big green bastard took his fighting stance and began circling him for a few moments. Looking for any weaknesses before darting towards the giant of an akalak, attempting to ram his right fist into the man's stomach, his left fist was carefully hidden underneath his cloak, ready to strike into the man's side if his first hit was blocked.

[Nil'kayn]

Nil smiled, "That makes me the Cat." This is going to be fun. Lets hope so. Circling the boy he had his arms in front of him in the guard position, Nil's eyes traced over the man attempting to seize him up, trying to spot any odd movement that would announce an attack. The boy soon rushed him propelling his fist forward towards Nil's stomach, Nil was ready. He side stepped letting the fist right by him, his left hand shot out attempting to clasped around the boys upper arm, his other doing the same with the shoulder. If his hands clasped around the boys arm he would, receive the punch in his side, causing him to tense himself in pain, a grimace showing on his face, he would bring his knee up trying to smash it into the boys middle, if it connected he would push the boy away. If his hand's miss he would take the blow straight to the stomach causing him to cough and gasp, but he would then have his upper body above the boy, so he would reach his hands around the boys middle clasping them together; and drop all his weight down onto the boys shoulders, or at least attempt to. OOCJokor just give me a PM if you want to change anything.

[Llewelyn]

The Benshira grinned back, "I've got 13 silver Mizas on the big one." He motioned to the Akalak, "I believe the human has no chance. Look at him." As he studied at the Eypharian more, a slight pang twitched in his side. Like an old wound. He lowered his eyes from hers and turned to watch the fight. This was not the time to have past life memories. The petching things. The human was spouting obscenities and insults, typical human blather. The Akalak seemed to take no heed of his words, it only made him smile. They looked like two animals, circling each other, growling, preparing to strike. It was really very fascinating. Then the first punch was thrown. The game was on. The excitement of the crowd left him vibrating, on edge. It was a good feeling, and good to be feeling. Other than times spent mediating or with Crevan he was numb, or hate filled. The boisterous and energized atmosphere seemed to expel some of Llewelyns' venom. He grinned and cried out, joining the crowd. Something had to be wrong with him.

[Runas]

The Eypharian returned the grin, albeit without the flash of amusement in her eyes, and nodded. "I'll take that bet, and your mizas." She said loftily, her smile still lingering along her gilded, dark lips.

Unlike her Ethaefal 'brother', whom she didn't yet know was an Ethaefal, she did not feel the stirrings of old memories. Like, sure she remembered Benshira enslaved to mix her paints and such, but her life did not revolve around them. Her memories would always stir at the sight of Symenestra and other Eypharians, as the people who ended her life were indeed Eypharian.

She smirked contemptuously as her bet crowed out his abuse. The Akalak remained silent to it all, his dark side, the side Akajia most represented, demanded his silence. The circled like wary dogs, and Runas sneered at it. Her man would win. The Akalak would over think and the midget of a human man would be the victor.

[Jokor]

Jokor got a smirk on his face as his distraction was caught and the arrogant akalak walked right into his reach and he rammed his fist into the bigger man's side. A sadistic smile clearly visible on his face, oh he was enjoying the fact that he was hurting this arrogant vagick. Giving a hard pull on his arm to get it loose he was a bit surprised that it didn't come loose at the first try, until his brain reminded him of what exactly he was fighting here. Just as he was about to continue to ram his left fist into the akalak's side until he was going to let go. The akalak rammed his knee into his stomach and as he was momentarly gasping for breath pushed him away. Jokor gritted his teeth, both in anger and to ignore the painfull bruise on his stomach, taking deep breaths to calm himself down, he didn't need to charge in a second time and get caught again. Slowly waiting for the akalak's move he kept slightly bend over and one arm was pressed against his stomach, coupled with his deep breaths it certainly looked as if jokor was already half defeated. Being underestimated always helped, he couldn't wait to see his face if he took the bait and he suddenly began hitting on him as if he wasn't even hurt.

[Nil'kayn]

After Nil regained his composure he kicked out his foot towards Jokor' shin, attempting to cripple him. If he dodged he would bring his arms back and grip his hands together lifting them high in the air and bringing them swinging down in one massive swing towards Jokor. Damn this man was more trouble than it was worth, he was tempted to just leave it there, but he didn't know if people had started betting or not. He didn't want to face a group of angry betters.