Closed Spider VS Rabbit (Rabbit)

[Vladimir Balsam]

'Spring 33 513AV

Vladimir was walking around outside and decided that he was going to take a day off from the world today. He was going to go to the The Sharp Tongue Pub to have a drink and to try and relax. He hoped that it wouldn't be too busy in there and maybe the people won't be too rambunctious or drunk, but then again, he was going to a bar so the likely of nobody being drunk there at this time would be highly unheard of. Vladimir sighed and walked into The Sharp Tongue Pub. He had his bow and arrow slung over his shoulder. Vladimir walked into the bar and picked a table not to far from the middle but far enough away that he wasn't completely out of sight.

Vladimir sighted a waitress coming over to ask him what he wanted. What did he want?

"What would you like?" The waitress asked looking really nervous. Vladimir sighed. I wish everyone didn't view me as a horrible person just because of my race.

"I would like to have the strongest Whiskey that you have." Vladimir said to her and then watched her walk away.

While he was waiting for his drink to come back he started to look around the Pub. He didn't know many people around Nyka because he wasn't from here. He was thinking of getting his citizenship for here, as he really liked being here but he wasn't sure if he really liked this place. He liked this place more than the other places. There we go. His mind always seemed to wandered. Vladimir wished that he knew more people here, or that more people werent afraid of his race. Once again he sighed as the waitress came back with his drink. He thanked her and then started to sip his whiskey. He was going to be here for awhile. He could see it now. He was lonely and he just wanted to drink away his lonliness.

[Rabbit]

Rabbit loped into the tavern with a smile on his face. It had been a while, but finally he was back to fighting! He hoped there was several victims today, and maybe a challenge in there too. The Pycon enjoyed challenges, but not risks, and the two often sat in a precarious balance. Some of the usuals greeted him as he entered, as well as the barkeep. They knew him well, and the patrons were always happy as he provided a great deal of entertainment. This caused them to come back more often, and drink more, which in turn satisfied the barkeep. Today, it seemed someone had been waiting for him, as one un-balanced man stood up, and will a slurred voice shouted “Rabbit! I challenge you to a duel!!” His words were slightly hard to understand, and his intoxication made him talk like he was a knight, using the word duel and stuff. The word ‘perfect’ ran through the Pycon’s mind, and it was true. The drunker the opponent, and the more over-confident, the easier he was to beat and more likely to bet a lot of money. This time, the bount seemed especially plentiful when the newfound target called “And I bet 3 gold mizas that I’ll win!!” Rabbit gave a small smile, and stopped moving. He had halted in the middle of a large open area just inside of the door, cleared for just these kinds of battles. “I accept the bet and duel, and also bet the same amount that I will win!” The Pycon replied, watching the opponent swagger, un-balanced, up to him. The man didn’t reply, but instantly swung an awkward punch down to the little creature. It of course was a stupid move, since the action brought the man down to his knees to actually reach Rabbit, and the Pycon jumped lightly to the side. Before his target could re-angle himself, Rabbit used his large hind legs to push off the ground, then langed heavily on the man’s neck and kicked hard, then jumped, with a filp, back off the man’s body. He stepped a few meters back and took out his whip and watched with amusement as the opponent groaned in pain, then forced himself up and looked at the rabbit, swearing loudly. He took several large, heavy steps forward until he ran into a chair that hadn’t been there before. Rabbit had used his whip to grab the leg of a nearby, empty chair, then swing it in front of the drunk fool’s path. The movement had required both his arms and a lot of force in swinging the object around, but the result was satisfying, with the man crashing heavily to the floor, stunned. Using this moment to his advantage, the Pycon darted up to the man, and positioned himself next to the prone head, with his hindquarters facing his opponent’s temple. Putting his weight onto his fore paws, he lashed out with his back, hitting hard, and knocking the man out. It had been a fast, easy fight, and that last move had always been a signature of his. Hit a temple with enough force and you knocked most people out cold. Rabbit re-coiled his whip and replaced it on it’s spot on his back easily. The Pycon went up to the man’s waist, and spotted his purse. He did have the chance to rob the unconscious figure blind, but it wasn’t really his way, so he simply removed the three coins he had been promised. He turned towards the crowd, of which a few had started clapping, and held them up, to show he had been fair. A few of the newbies around were slightly confused about what he would do with the new money, and where he would put it, but Rabbit had an answer for them. He quite literally shoved the coins into his body, molding himself around them so they sat in his center. It was quite an effective hiding place, which contained many other valuables, but it was impossible to pick-pocket the Pycon without killing him first. Rabbit moved over to an empty table and sat in one of the chairs, having to leap high to reach the seat, and was still unable to look over the table. This didn’t really bother him, as he sat down heavily and closed his eyes, his ears flopping down on his head. It may have looked like the Pycon was asleep, but really his senses were alert for anyone moving near him. The man he had recently knocked to the ground still unconscious, ignored now.

[Vladimir Balsam]

What was that? What just happened? That huge man just got taken down by a … rabbit? Really? That was new. I have heard of their species but I haven’t met one close up yet. This was interesting Vladimir very much. Vladimir called over the waitress and ordered another Whiskey, the same as he just finished drinking. Vladimir’s mind has been racing and wondering about this rabbit person since he walked in and challenged this man to a fight. *sigh* Vladimir really hated that he didn’t know many people around this place. He has been here since the start of the season but he still hasn’t met very many people. He looked over at the Rabbit who was now sitting in a chair and looked like he was relaxing.
Should I go over there? Vladimir thought to himself. I don’t want to scare him, or want him to fight me. Maybe I should just stay here and think about this a little bit more. Vladimir sighed again as the waitress brought him his drink and then he looked back at the Rabbit. Vladimir drank some of his whiskey while turning around once again to look at Rabbit.

Vladimir thought about going over there and introducing himself. That Rabbit did seem like a pretty interesting person and maybe if he got on his good side then maybe he won’t try and fight me. Vladimir drank the rest of his whiskey and made his way over to where Rabbit was sitting.

"Hi, my name is Vladimir and that fight was amazing. You really did kick his butt! Is it okay if I sit here with you?" Vladimir asked the Rabbit hoping that he was okay with him coming over and interrupting whatever it was that he was thinking about.

[Rabbit]

Rabbit looked up in surprise at the...man... no, not really a man, approaching him. His completely open and seemingly care free response was strange for the Pycon, as most people he met would have been slightly more awkward in the situation. The use of the words 'my name is' was unusual, and Rabbit found it slightly strange that the... whatever he was used them. He lodged the information in his brain, intent to find proof that the man was indeed stupid. The Pycon liked to assume everyone was stupid, and it was partially a habit and partially a hobby of his. His compliments made Rabbit feel slightly friendly towards the creature before him, but not by much. He sat up straight with a blank expression and observed the unnerving 'man'. He had black hair, and his skin was pale, almost white. His nails though... the rabbit-like Pycon almost shuddered. They were very strange, long, and black. It was something he'd never seen on any other person before, and it made Rabbit wonder what kind of race had those tools... weapons almost. Considering a response, the Pycon was sorely tempted to deny the man's request, and if things got worse, beat the pulp out of him. But that wasn't polite, and he had just complimented Rabbit's fighting, so the Pycon had to return the favor. He growled mentally at being forced to be hospitable, and briefly went over the idea that the newcomer was indeed intelligent and had manipulated him into... but no, it didn't make sense. And presuming people were stupid was a lot easier... Rabbit sighed audibly and nodded once to answer the question that had been posed to him. "Not meaning to be rude or anything, but... what are you?" Rabbit asked, trying to find something to call... right he had introduced himself... Vladimir. He also wanted to see if he'd heard of this race, and if so, how dangerous it was. Those nails had instantly set him of guard, so he needed to take every precaution.

[Vladimir Balsam]

Vladimir looked around before he sat down just to make sure he didn’t have people who were on his side that were watching him. Vladimir was taking every precaution possible, since he just seen this Rabbit take a big man down and he didn’t want to be the next victim if he didn’t have to. After sitting down Vladimir looked at the Rabbit; tried to read his actions, trying to read his emotions. The Rabbit seemed pretty calm, but he looked not sure. A Nykan that didn’t know what my race was. Wow! That is a new one. Pretty much people here knew about my race, and we aren’t liked very much at all. After realizing that he had been thinking to himself for some time, he finally responded.

“My race is not liked by many people, but maybe you will see it differently since you don’t even know what I am.” I said with a smile maybe this could work out good … or not … I seen that the Rabbit kept looking at my long nails. *Sigh* Vladimir hoped that he wasnt just playing him. Vladimir still kept his guard up but was slightly certain that this Rabbit didn't know what his race really was. … “My race is Symenestra.” …

Vladimir wasn’t going to tell him anymore than that. Just in case something happened Vladimir didn’t want him to know what his weaknesses were. Vladimir motioned for the waitress to come back over, and he ordered another Whiskey and some bread to eat with it.

“So are you from Nyka or are you just passing through?” Vladimir asked hoping that it was an okay question to ask. He once again looked around to make sure that nobody was on Rabbit’s side and was waiting to pounce on him. Maybe more rabbit buddies. Vladimir thanked the waitress, took a sip as she left but never took his eyes off of Rabbit.

[Rabbit]

Rabbit glared at the... Symenestra before him. He completely understood why other people distrusted his race. He had to force himself to be polite though, and the thought almost brought a sigh to his lips. He didn't really want to be kind to this annoying intruder. Maybe he could fight him later... the wirey figure looked like an easy target. In fact, it almost looked like his bones would break if you knocked him over. It would be hilarious, and the Pycon had to suppress a chuckle. Rabbit looked over his adversary with a keen eye, noting his strange bow. Finally answering the question he replied, "Yes, I live here. Now what do you want?" The last sentence was slightly harsher than intended, but it reflected the Pycon's mood. He really had little patience today, and if the man wanted a fight, why couldn't he say it outright? And if he didn't want a fight, Rabbit wanted nothing to do with him. He glared at the person, also noticing that Vladimir's eyes never left him. So he wasn't that stupid after all... the only time he looked away when he glanced around nervously. The rabbity creature mused over what the reason for this action could be, and decided the Symenestra was probably looking for other enemies. This would have made Rabbit burst out laughing any other day, but he decided continuing his solemn glare was the best choice at this moment.

[Vladimir Balsam]

Vladimir finished his whiskey and then was starting to get up. Well Rabbit was a fighter and maybe he wouldn’t be that good at fighting a Sym, although we don’t have very good fighting skills but I am sure that I could make it entertaining if anything. Vladimir had drunk enough whiskey now at this point that fighting seemed like a splendid idea to him. Vladimir just hoped that things didn’t get too bad, he only knew of one doctor that was here and he wasn’t always the best one to go to. Vladimir looked around cautiously one last time and didn’t see any other Rabbits or anyone who seemed even interested in what they were doing.

Vladimir got up from his chair, walked up to Rabbit and started to tug on his ear; pulling a little harder each time. Vladimir was sure that this would get Rabbits intention and we would see where it went from here. This could get very entertaining, he thought to himself. Let’s see what happens. Vladimir was thinking in his head on what Rabbit’s next move could possibly be, while paying attention to what Rabbit was doing. Vladimir still had a firm grasp on Rabbit’s one ear and he could tell that he was starting to make him mad.

[Rabbit]

Rabbit turned his head to the side so Vladmir couldn't see his face and smirked slightly. He was going to take a different route of attack this time, just for humors sake. Exerting a some mental effort, and ignoring the awkwardness, he began to change his ear, moving it through the man's fingers, winding between them, then tightening the grip. The rest of his body hadn't moved at all, but now instead the the Symenestra grasping his ear, he was grasping the man's hand with his ear. It was an entertaining action, and one he personally thought was very sneaky. Rabbit began to pull on the mans hand, first with his ear, but then turning back and hauling with his fore paws. They were strangely strong, used to heaving things with his whip. Using his paws and ear, the Pycon lifted his back end and shot a forceful kick at his opponent's elbow, a blow to break or at least bruise. With the Symenestra's frail looking body, he assumed it would break. Maybe Vladimir would give up then, but Rabbit sorely hoped not. It would be an interesting fight if they continued, since he didn't really have the advantage of his whip in such close combat. Still, the Pycon was decent at Py-ken, and was quite willing to detach his ear if it meant getting out of the man's grip. He face wore a fierce, but also joyful expression, which mixed strangely, especially on a rabbit's face creating a creepy look. Rabbit realized this, but cared not in the slightest, so full of the thrill of battle.

[Vladimir Balsam]

Vladimir thought that the hit to his elbow would have broken it but strangely enough it didn’t. Or maybe it did but he had so much adrenaline right now that it probably would not matter at all. That was a pretty cool trick that the rabbit had just done with his ear; but Vladimir had something else up his sleeve, because his bones and body mass was so light he could move much much more easier than other races. Vladimir was thinking of what his next move could be and since he didn’t know entirely how hurt his elbow really was, he decided that climbing was not going to happen right at this moment, whether he had all this adrenaline running through his body or not. Vladimir was thinking back to his Acrobatics training and how he could use it right now. Yes, his elbow was giving him some pain but it wasn’t too too bad, he was sure that he would be able to do some one-handed stuff.

Vladimir then looked at what was going on and twisted his hand out of the grasp of the Rabbit. Then to give himself distance between the Rabbit and himself he did a one-handed handstand and almost landed in a poor man’s lap. He then looked up from where he was, and wondered what he was going to do next. Vladimir than looked at the crowd of people that was starting to crowd around them. They were cheering, they were yelling. STOP GETTING DISTRACTED! Vladimir yelled at himself in his head, you don’t want to lose sight of the Rabbit. Looking back in front of him he realized that Rabbit hadn’t moved to far yet. Now what was his next move going to be. He was much better at distance training, but he knew that knew that it wasn’t going to happen in this place, there just wasn’t enough room. Vladimir once again quickly looked around and wondered what his next step was going to be. Vladimir had put distance between the Rabbit and himself, but he wasn’t sure what his next move was going to be.

“HEY YOU SILLY RABBIT, WHY DON’T WE TAKE THIS WHERE THERE WOULD BE SOME MORE ROOM FOR US? OR DO YOU LIKE THE ATTENTION SO MUCH THAT YOU WANT TO KEEP IT IN HERE?” Vladimir yelled, the high from the whiskey and the adrenaline was much kicking in and he wasn’t sure who he was at this moment. Would he really do this? Vladimir than started towards the door, but stopped to see if the Rabbit was going to follow him or not. Vladimir realized that if the Rabbit remained in the Cavern things might be a little tight and any chance he might have of winning this fight, would be greatly reduced. Vladimir stood at the door waiting to see what Rabbit’s next move is going to be.

[Rabbit]

Rabbit sighed slightly, having missed the chance to knock Vladimir over while he had been doing a handstand. It would have been so easy! What also annoyed him was the broken elbow he had given his adversary barely seemed to be effective. The man was probably so drunk he didn't notice. Still, the call of battle drew him, and he knew this would be an interesting fight. He hopped down casually from his stool and slowly loped over, about 6 feet from the door. Just in range for his whip... but he didn't feel like using it in this battle. It would be nice to work on his py-ken for once. Bunching up his hind legs in preparation, Rabbit pushed himself forward at a huge speed, using the power of rabbit legs to propell him forward, through the Symenestra's legs and out the door, where the same distance from his opponent as before, turned around. He lifted his hands invitingly, and called to Vladimir. "Come join me outside on this magnificent day!" His tone was mocking, drawing the intoxicated man towards him with temptation of an un moving target. Oh but he could move... a grin touched his rabbity lips, as he waited, poised to move at any time, for the next attack.