Fight Club

[notapilot]

It's that time again. Sam puts up the notice on the board and leaves flyers with Bar (as well as asking her politely to translate for anyone who asks).

Fight Club Outback tonight:
Rules are simple
1-Fight friendly; this is for testing skills not grudges
2-Be honest with skills and abilities
3-Break off the fight if it's getting serious
4-Square areas are for sparing with weapons
5-Circle areas are for sparing hand to hand
6-Any area (square or circle) that also has a triangle is for teaching

There are enchanted/high tech weapons available for use that will heal when they strike. (Weird, yes, but I've tested them so I know it's true.)
Security and Infirmary staff are present, but please try not to need us. This is for fun and not grudges.

[OOC: See this backroom post for OOC rules. Feel free to contact me via DM if you have questions or concerns.]

Comments

[notapilot]

Sam has a friend with him today, Caledonia, a young pit bull wearing a blue vest and a wide smile. Since he's watching a service dog in training for a friend, he'll be sitting out sparing today. Still, it should be some good practice for things she might have to face in her life and duties.

So far she's doing pretty well, looking from Sam to the circles, but more often looking to Sam to gauge his reactions to things rather than getting excited by all the noise.

at the melee rings

[my_brothers_shadow]

Rollo saw the notice and managed to read enough of it to raise his curiosity. Given he will soon be raiding, a practice match with someone he is unfamiliar with would be a good thing.

Now he stands shirtless with a sword tucked into his belt and a large round shield on his left arm while he fingers one of the enchanted axes. Such a strange thing.

[auxin]

Auxin has been down the gym, and lugged a lorry load of potatoes into the cellar, so he's in a circle ready for action!

[soldier_blade]

Sonya's always grateful for the chance to spar, especially in this place. At her age and the career (the life) she had back home, she couldn't allow herself to get soft.

She stood just outside the ring, dressed in track pants and t-shirt, stretching her shoulders and neck. Having participated a few times already, she could recognize more than a few faces, yet also notice even more newcomers.

Maybe one of them would like to try their hand with her.