Closed [Fighter’s Pit] Daggers and Rapiers (Holland)

[Sayana]

She had expected him to jump back, or at least try to dodge her attack with the dagger but instead his momentum came forwards at her. She prepared for the unpleasant gush of steel into flesh but at the last moment she felt a strong blow from his elbow and her wrist along with the dagger she held was knocked out of the way. The impact of their bodies was not negligible. With the heavy push Sayana found herself losing her balance and yet when she tried to catch herself, her feet were in a tangle. What the bloody Hai was he trying to do? He had not tried to strike at her with his rapier… And then she felt herself falling. Falling with him on top. It wasn’t a pleasant feeling and less so when she hit the frozen ground. She had attempted to brace the fall with her other leg, but either it had been too tangled up in feet or she was too slow to do so. It was mostly her low left hand that caught the fall. She might have attempted to roll with it, but with the tangle of weapons, arms, and legs it wasn’t worth the mess. So instead her low left took the brunt of it with scrapes on her palm. “What are you trying to do? Tackle me?” She said between pants as she tried to regain control over the situation. Her first instinct was to grab his weapon hand, or wrist for that matter. Even though they were at such close quarters and such a weapon couldn’t be used that effectively, she still made to grab his right wrist with her upper left hand. Also, perhaps even more instinctively she managed to free her mid left hand, the one with the small throwing dagger, and bring it around in attempt to place the blade threateningly upon his lower back. “You think this is a better position?” She asked with a grin and a slightly mocking tone. Sure, he had managed to pin her high arms effectively between their bodies but she easily outnumbered the things he could do with his arms. She also didn’t plan for him to get away simply, and attempted to wrap her low right arm around his waist too. “Don’t tell me this is what you were after all along… you could have asked,” she added with a smile referring to the current position of them both on the ground with him on top. Of course, the ground wasn’t doing her any favors… adding small scratches to her skin and rips in her clothes. She chose not to strike yet with the cobra dagger in her right mid, and instead simply be ready for anything else he had up his sleeve. OOCSorry it took so long.

[Holland Rolandus]

"Oh it certainly is a much better position, and this is exactly how I want it to be. It's absolutely perfect, and quite amazing to be frank with you here. I love it, and I want to do this more often. Maybe we can take it a step further with me saying that battle is ecstatic!" He'd exclaimed and yet that menacing smile remained on his face even while he was like this. He'd concluded his short speech, and immediately proceeds to roll to the right. As the woman coiled her arm about his waist. He made use of such momentum to try tucking his knees inward at a slight angle.

So that when he rolls the woman will be uplifted and land in his lap. Immediately he releases the grip upon his weapon, and as it slips from his fingertips he moves to grasp hold of the woman's own wrist. Whilst attempting to roll her over on top of himself. He moves to use his opposing hand down to the opponents hip. Grasping hold of her hip rather firmly as he'd done so. Making the opponents ability to strike with the dagger practically useless, due to the fact that if she struck he'd have her by the hand. Even though it would indeed hurt to no end.

He cared not, and proceeds to continue planning and predicting. If I could only just tangle up all those damned arms; Holland thought to himself. Therefore he begun planning that if she continued to assault him with the remaining arms that he would likely have to result to flirting to get away. Or even attempting to seduce the woman with smooth wording. Other then that there wasn't much hope for him on the ground. Especially being that this was indeed his first time fighting unarmed, and even more-so with wrestling. He was absolutely in love with combat. It was like a partner that would never leave his side.

Therefore regardless of how bruised or battered he became; He would continue to fight on. Simply because of the fact; that he was enjoying this more and more with each passing moment. It'd even begun to arouse him being that a woman was capable of battling this well. Oh how did the lust within him grow and burn like the hottest of flames. Dancing about in their luminous light and comforting warmth. He would even result to biting her if it meant getting away; Yet not a hard bite either.

[Sayana]

She couldn’t help but roll her eyes at his wordy response. Usually it was Sayana who was found entertainment in making people uncomfortable and watching them squirm, but the way he kept going on and on… And then Holland rolled to the right making them both switch positions from before. The Eypharian hadn’t anticipated the move and soon found her low right and her left mid (with the small dagger) trapped underneath his body. During the roll, she heard the clatter of metal upon the ground and smiled knowing that he was effectively disarmed and grappling with an Eypharian. One of his hands quickly gripped the wrist of her dagger hand and his other hand went for her hip. She was too busy focusing on fight to realize that in the belt at her hip were her two other throwing daggers. “You prefer when I’m on top?” She replied with a laugh as she applied pressure to the hand that held her wrist. It wasn’t moving and she let him have a moment to revel in his victory, or at least a stalemate. But now that she was on top, her high hands weren’t nearly as trapped as before. She switched the cobra hilted dagger to her left high hand and swiftly brought it to press against his throat. “Do you still like it?” She didn’t attempt to draw blood or anything, fair was fair. But the expression on her face was certainly one of someone who was sure of their victory. Besides, it was getting petching cold and there were goose bumps lining her arms now. It had been a while that she had had a good fight. Probably due to all the knights and squires that pervaded the city. It felt good, but she was also quite done. She started to shift as if to get off of him, though she was stalled due to the fact that two of her arms were trapped underneath him.

[Holland Rolandus]

"I would like to have you atop me more often if it were optional, and I am enjoying it all!" He'd spoken this time without having been very wordy at all. Not even bothering to beat around the bush with a simplistic complement like this one. Now searching the creatures hip due to the fact that women typically concealed weapons. Regardless of where it is they went, and immediately as Holland did so he felt them. Daggers, two of them and they are small. Now immediately his index and middle finger wrap around one, while his ring finger and pinky finger wrap around the other. Removing them from their restraint at her hips. Holland frees both blades simultaneously, and the moment that her own weapon reaches his throat. Something indeed very odd happens.

A cold chill could be felt against the womans nape. The chill of what was clearly a hard metallic object. They were her own weapons being turned against her in a situation of combat. Holland wouldn't hesitate to take advantage of any weapon that he could find. Rather it have been a rock or even an enemies own weapons. Holland proceeds to look the woman in the eyes, and immediately when he'd done so he knew. This battle was over, and the result of such a battle was a stalemate.

Perhaps she was much stronger then he initially thought she was. Today, Holland learned a lesson and that was never to underestimate a female. Although he'd been doing that the entirety of the fight; Letting her looks deceive him. Never, never again would he make the mistake of letting something gorgeous be mistaken for weakness. Although the battle had no victor, he walked away with something more valuable; Education.

[Sayana]

Just as Sayana’s lips spread into a smile at her victory, she felt the cold chill of metal against the back of her neck. How had he…? His rapier was surely on the ground but… And then it dawned on her that in his hand was surely no rapier but one or even two of her own small throwing daggers. He must have drawn them while she had paused before bringing her cobra hilted dagger to his throat. Her smile was wiped clean as she racked her mind to figure out a solution but they had both clearly trapped one another. For a moment or two they were frozen in place and then at last a smile reappeared on the Eypharian’s face as she submitted. “Shall we call it a draw?” Even though she preferred to win, it had been quite a fair match and also a well needed challenge. The young man, Holland, was good with his rapier but also good at thinking on the spot when the dynamics of the fight changed. At last she carefully withdrew her cobra hilted dagger from his throat and returned it to her belt. She expected he would similarly remove the cold metal at her neck and then she would awkwardly free her pinned arms from beneath him and get up to a stand. First she expectantly held a hand out for the two daggers he had taken, and then she offered him another hand to help him to his feet. It had been a good match but she was now cursedly cold and quite frankly wanted to get home. “We might have to spar again sometime. You fight like you should, not with fluffy honor… although sometimes with fluffy words.” She made a quick hushing gesture with her finger and gave a knowing grin. And with that she moved to retrieve her coat and set off towards her home. Even though she hadn’t perfected anything that day, she still felt good about getting back into the swing of things. Her encounter with the zith was no longer as vivid and she was regaining her confidence in her own skills.

[Devi]

Your Grades have arrived! Sayana Skills: Weapon: Dagger - 5XP Rhetoric - 3XP Unarmed Combat - 2XP Wresting - 1XP Tactics - 1XP Socialization - 1XP Endurance - 1XP Observation - 1XP Acrobatics - 1XP Flirting - 1XP Lores: Combat: The only way worth fighting is dirty. Combat: Some clothes can be constricting in a fight. Combat: It pays to have spare arms. Tactics: Use of deception and distraction in a fight Holland: Enthusiastic sparring partner Holland: Unusually verbose Comments: Your awareness of Sayana's many limbs was good and her use of them made for interesting reading. A short spar but a very productive one! Holland Rolland Skills: Unarmed Combat - 2XP Observation - 2XP Rhetoric - 2XP Tactics - 2XP Weapon: Rapier - 1XP Wrestling - 1XP Socialization - 1XP Endurance - 1XP Philosophy - 1XP Reimancy - 1XP Subterfuge - 1XP Intelligence - 1XP Acrobatics - 1XP Lores: Sayana: Idiosyncratically attractive Sayana: Ferocious sparring partner Combat: Use of an opponent’s weapon Combat: Use of an opponent’s weapon Combat: There’s nothing quite so exhilarating Social: Never underestimate a female Comments: You managed to utilise a lot of different skills and tactics in this spar, hence the wide range of skills awarded. Plus I learnt two new words in the process. Learning all round! Let me know if you have any questions and don't forget to edit or delete your post in the Grade Request Thread. Happy Writing!