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[theprettiestone.livejournal.com]

Outside, by the lake, Alex and Desire prepare to duel.


[ooc: hell, if you want to come watch, come watch. We mind not :)]

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[true_desire]

"Then we begin."

Desire's sword has been drawn, and pauses in a brief salute with the blade.
The Endless casts a quick glance over the assembled crowd before bringing the blade down, looking almost expectantly at Anthy.

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

*Still visibly stunned, Anthy slips a rose in Alex's pocket -- this time red, not black. Then she turns to Desire, a red-and-gold peach-scented rose in her hands, and avoids Desire's eyes as she places the bloom in hisherits pocket.*

*She steps back, and cups her hands at her breast to summon the light.*

[theprettiestone.livejournal.com]

He reaches out and draws the sword of light from her, averting his gaze to the snow at his feet.

There's blood on the snow. FrancisAnthy's blood.

Alex flinches, and steps back, the sword in his hands, and takes on a defensive position.

[true_desire]

Since Alex starts at defensive, Desire takes a first swing -- the moment Anthy is clear, the Endless brings the sword around, feinting an attack.

[theprettiestone.livejournal.com]

Alex darts back, bringing his sword around in a parry, but his movements are clumsier, his reactions slower.

[true_desire]

It isn't hard for Desire to meet Alex's blade and shift away: The Endless watches, feinting another strike toward the swordsman's legs -- If Alex doesn't catch the move and block, Desire is going to attempt to strike upward and take his rose.

[theprettiestone.livejournal.com]

He catches the move -- barely -- and brings his sword down and around, meeting Desire's blade with a loud, jarring clash. The block leaves him open, vulnerable.

He's not fighting well today.

[balletrat]

*Meg darts her attention frantically back and forth between Desire-and-Alex and Cole-with-the-knife.

Neither of these are happy things.*

[the_lioness]

*Alanna straightens as soon as she sees the knife in Cole's hand. One hand returns to her sword hilt, while her other draws her own dagger from its sheath.*

Excuse me, Sir. As bar security, I'm going to have to ask you to put that away. You can not possibly understand what is currently taking place. I barely understand it myself. *She spies a blur out of the corner of her eye and turns in time to see Svava bareling toward Cole. Oh, good. A fight. This she understands. Grinning, she races forward, one shoulder down and ready to ram into his stomach. Svava reaches Cole at approximately the same time, and Alanna moves so that they avoid hitting each other.*

[nomorethesource.livejournal.com]

Cole notices the two women running towards him. Instictively, he lowers himself to steady against the impact. He times that Svava will hit him first, so he anles towards her and gets ready to make a throw. When she connects, he deflects and pushes her to the ground, then pushes off her back and spins away from Alanna.

These are not his problem. All he wants is Phoebe.

He glows red and flames to the other side of the fight, putting the duel between him and the others.

[balletrat]

Don't!

*Meg takes a breath, frustrated, and begins to run doggedly around the duel to where Cole is. Squeaking. Loudly.*

Cole, that's not whoever you think it is. It's not, it's just an - an illusion, will you put the sharp pointy thing down please before even more people get stabbinated -

[blue_ajah]

*Moiraine has been watching the duel with near-clinical interest, but when Cole appears with red fire and clear intent, the Aes Sedai frowns sharply. A golden light surrounds her, and Moiraine moves her hands. A shining blue-white wall of solid Air forms around Cole, shielding him away from the duel, and her voice is clear and cold.*

Do not interfere with this.

*She looks closer at him, then, and her eyes darken with sudden distaste verging on anger.*

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

Indy steps back as the two brave women launch themselves at the misguided demon. He can't help but smirk a little as he deals with them so easily, but it doesn't change the over-riding concern he has for the knife wielding unknown.

He offers Svava a hand and pulls her up as Meg and Moraine attempt to appease the man in various ways. He is distracted by the duel for a few moments as Alex parries a blow (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/2598188.html?thread=99658540#t99658540).

[nomorethesource.livejournal.com]

Cole is distracted by the wall in front of him. He produces an energy orb and hurls it at the bright blue wall in front of him. It singes a hole through, but dissipates into the wall.

Realizing that a hole is all he needs, he throws another energy ball at the wall at shoulder height and draws back his arm to throw the Atheme.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

She's feeling pretty... unskilled at the moment. Svava takes Indy's hand, letting him help her up.

"Dammit. What did he do?"

[to-the-fairest1.livejournal.com]

At some point in the evening, Eris wanders outside, idly munching on an apple. She ignores the weather.

She does, however, raise an eyebrow when she sees the start of the duel. She also raises the half-eaten apple in a bit of a salute to 'Zire.

[true_desire]

If Desire weren't otherwise occupied, the Endless would nod upward in greeting an wink.

... As it is, that would not only be disrespectful to Desire's opponent, but probably lose the red and gold rose. ;)

[to-the-fairest1.livejournal.com]

As 'Zire's opponent flees the area of the lake, Eris chuckles softly. 'Zire still seems busy, so, her apple finished, Eris fades from the scene, one way or another.

[plague-journal.livejournal.com]

The Kid, alcohol in full effect, Wanders out of the door he saw the duck leave by in order to find a place to piss that isn't haunted (http://www.livejournal.com/users/plague_journal/3521.html). Surprised by the cold, yet warmed by drink, he trudges through ankle deep snow toward the hallsofvaporandlight,beyondhollandandintothehills lake, but as he nears he sees a crowd surrounding what looks like a free-for-all, complete with swords. There's a tingling he hasn't felt in too long, and he rushes forward, fists clenched (notebook bent double in the left), yelling with a voice somewhere between terror and glee,

"Hey, they said there wasn't supposed to be fighting!"

Nevermind all that he'd already seen.

[true_desire]

Inside the bar, that's true: Desire knows that. Technically, however, this is outside.

Desire's a little tied up at the moment, but perhaps if the kid comes closer to the action, he can follow what's going on.

[plague-journal.livejournal.com]

Feeling a pull, the Kid lurches into the watching crowd, shoving several aside.

[to-the-fairest1.livejournal.com]

One of them doesn't shove.

And isn't shoved.

She does look at him curiously, however.

[plague-journal.livejournal.com]

He staggers to a halt, red rimming his vision.

what am I doing?

He backs away from the woman a step, and looks down at his left fist, which is now encased in an Orchid! The long, curving blades, attached at the wrist, gleam silently in the moonlight.

iwillnotbesickagainiwillnotbesickagainiwillnotbesick

It had missed her body by inches.

[to-the-fairest1.livejournal.com]

She blinks at the shiny, and takes one last small bite from the golden apple in her hand.

"You should be careful with that."

[plague-journal.livejournal.com]

"No," he breathes, terrified. Did he bring it outside? Did he have it in the bar?

Has he had it with him the whole time?

Continuing to step backwards, he holds out his right hand in supplication, shaking his head as tears began to form.

"No... I didn't mean..."