Fallon was watching alright, lips curling into a wolfish grin, her eyes ablaze as the men gave their brief pleasantries and then begun. Eyes gave a dart back and forth, observing, slinking and working her way round. The crowd came together, growing in size as the once silent voices picking up into a mumble and then into the cry of amusement. The cheers and the jeers, the routing of either side. Black verses Red, both pulling back the punches and the blows, a step round as she watched the men swing their fists and the whip crack of bone upon knuckles sounded forth. The fingers silently turned the hat she had caught, the Lykata prickling beneath her glove and urging her to be used. Information, knowledge, what could she learn from him?
Turn round so she faced the crowd with a broad grin upon her lips, she focused on wriggling her left hand free and curling the fingers around the rim of his hat. A deep inhale, she cleared her thoughts and begun to speak,
"And so the fists crunch and fly, the red and black do battle! Watch as the red brings the fist round, straight onto the nose! And here the black takes up his left to give a big broad kick!" she raised her own foot then, balancing upon the other with a wobble and toed the air in a mocking mimicry. There were a few snorts of approval, her right hand holding tightly onto the glove now before she gave a gesture back.
Fast and slow, patience and absorbing of blows. A true dance of combat with an aimed prize at the end - it was surprising to see how quickly one would be taken by the moment and would fight for coin. Another whip crack, her lips continued to move and give a narration over their taunts,
"Red comes round and he's coming up for a fast strike, Black is just guarding himse- What's this? Black's taking off his shirt! A mid fight strip tease? Well, looks like things are about to get interesting now!" A hoot sounded out in the crowd, she could hear the faint sound of coin being exchanged somewhere behind her, but the words continued to be spoken with zeal,"
"Who will make the next move? AH! Black makes the next move and Red hits back trying to throw the other off balance."Focusing herself, she nestled her bare hand into the hat. Fingers traced, those few slow, careful steps around the main fighting. Eyes narrowed, a deep inhale as she focused herself. The world tuned out, the faint beat of blows acting as her point of concentration. The rhythm of hits, the strikes and steps as they worked their ways round each other - learning and feeling out those weak spots. A deep inhale, followed by an exhale as she hung onto the edge. Knowledge, understanding and information to gain the upper hand. Every little helped in Sunberth after all. There was a whistle in her mind, the faint hum of what lay upon the edge before everything muted out.
Caws, crows. Fluttering and greed. Temptation, snagging... Blood, there was a broad step to the left, her gaze seemingly focused on the two men but really the eyes were looking at something else,
Crow, flying. Flight. Sharp, harsh. Hungry. She gave the slow shake of the head,
Bird. Why does the bird appear? Look beyond, look deeper. Closer. Man to Bird, shifts and changes. Who...? She pulled herself out, a firm blink as the fight reached its climax. Noven roared, a loud cry of frustration and before she knew it the Black was on the floor in a heap. Wetting her lips, she watched the tap out occur, and quickly wriggled the glove back onto her hand. Presenting the hat down to the other, she turned her gaze to Noven.
"And there we have it Sunberth! The Little Red Robin has taken down the Black! What a fight that was indeed, and quite a show I must say!" A broad step, she lightly grabbed his wrist then brought it swinging upwards into the air,
"Are we not entertained?" The crowd gave a cheer in response. She released the wrist and gave Noven a firm clap upon the shoulder, her other hand wriggled about inside of her coat and fished out the prize that had long been promised,
"And to the victor of such a prestigious fight, fifty golden Mizas! Don't spend it all at once now." Backing away with a broad grin she gave only a glance down to Buras,
"So, when we going to peel him up off the floor?"ooc-50gm from ledger
+50gm to Noven