Fight Club

[touched_by_fire]

Danny is bored. Stuck on a container ship traveling the Atlantic doesn’t leave much for him to do once his work is done and not even the friendly fights the other crew put together is helping with the doldrums. New York City cannot get here sooner.

So he’s here in bar and looking over the flyers on the bulletin board. Spotting an old announcement for a fight club, he cracks a smile and runs to Bar for some pencil and paper.

Leaving his own note, he runs outside to wait for anyone who wants to spar.

Fight Club out back
No maiming or killing
(And don’t make extra work for X!)

 

[OOC: Fight club works sort of like a party post. Tag in with your character and others will tag in to see about sparring. See this backroom post for more info, especially if you haven't participated in fight clubs before. Post open at least until Friday, but feel free to keep the fights going past then if you want.]

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Sparing: close quarters or melee (though he'll likely start unarmed)

[touched_by_fire]

Danny is pretty much always ready for a fight, but runs through some tai chi while he waits anyway. It just feels good to him.

Re: Sparing: close quarters or melee (though he'll likely start unarmed)

[adamantiumloner]

Danny is being watched from the sidelines. His form is good, Logan actually approves.

"You the one who set this up?" he asks.

Re: Sparing: close quarters or melee (though he'll likely start unarmed)

[childofrebellion]

Cassian comes over to Danny and waits for a good moment, his jacket and blaster are laid to the side, "Are you looking for someone to spar with?"

[cutting_edgex23]

X is perched on top of a rock, head tilting as she studies the people that have assembled.

There's probably time for a little sparring before she has to go on-shift.

[touched_by_fire]

Danny sees X and walks over.

"I hope this is alright? I saw an old flyer and thought I could use the exercise."

[tattling]

Franklin is on a rock nearby, keeping an eye on both X and the crowd below.

He knows what a "Fight Club" is -- his Uncle Johnny let the Future Foundation watch the movie on the giant projector, the one and only time they let him teach a class. That was a good night, though it may have influenced Bentley a bit too much.

He's practising various stances, then trips and cries out in pain as he lands.

[iprotectyou]

Baze sidles over to her, wearing Guardian's robes, joy writ large on his face.

"Hoi, X! May the Force of others be with you! Watching the fights?"

[adamantiumloner]

Logan happens to spot the flyer on his way out the back door. He considers the posting for a moment, then changes his plans to head out into the woods and instead ends up outside with those looking to spar.

Hey, it's a way to pass the time.

[cutting_edgex23]

X drops down in front of him, head tilting just the tiniest fraction.

"You fight like me?"

Beat.

"I fight like you."

Just to make it interesting.

[iprotectyou]

Baze ambles over eventually, after Logan's sparring session with X. The Jedhan is wearing black and red Guardian's robes, just like Chirrut's, and has his trusty staff with Ibani's cortosis core in hand. Joy is writ large on Baze's face; his happiness pours off him in waves.

"Hoi, Logan! May the Force of others be with you! Saw you sparring with X. You two are impressive!"

[childofrebellion]

Cassian's back on base when a door opens to Milliways. He sees the sign for the fight club and heads out back, he could use with a chance to spar with someone. Outside, he has his jacket off and draped over his blaster near a tree while he has partially rolled up his sleeves as he looks for who's around.

[cutting_edgex23]

X slips to stand in front of him, head tilting very slightly.

She seems to be waiting for something.

Peanut Gallery

[makes_the_toys]

By no means is Cisco here to fight. That's made perfectly clear by the fact that he's set up on the sidelines in a lounge chair with an umbrella casting shade down on him; a drink in a coconut shell in one hand, complete with garnish and a tiny umbrella, and a cell phone recording video of the goings on in the other.

Propped on his lap is a tablet, on which he's taking notes.

It appears these people know how to fight. His robot Girder does not.

Ergo, watch the fighty people and figure out what they do, then later on build a better robot.

Genius plan? Cisco thinks so.

Also, the fighty people are kind of awesome, and there's an extra chair nearby should anyone else want to kick back and watch, too.

Re: Peanut Gallery

[iprotectyou]

Baze flops into the other chair casually, resting his staff in his lap in a fluid series of movements. The Guardian is wearing the proper robes: red and black, just like Chirrut's.

"Hoi, Cisco! May the Force of others be with you! Just watching today?"

Re: Peanut Gallery

[cutting_edgex23]

X slips into said chair, gaze flicking from Cisco's face to his tablet.

Then --

"You should probably not be teaching Barry how to fight."

Re: Peanut Gallery

[electro_kinetic]

Oh Noriko is definitely gonna kick back and watch for a bit first: she's attired for exercise in loose harem pants and a tank top, but she's just been for a run, she can wait a bit on the whole fighting thing.

"Who you watching?"

Re: Peanut Gallery

[childofrebellion]

Cassian's gone a few rounds and comes over with a bottle of water to relax in one of the chairs. He didn't realize how much he needed a good spar, "What are you working on?"

Re: Peanut Gallery

[irish_vagabond]

Cassidy, having just applied liberal doses of sunscreen to his face, arms, and hands, wanders outside equipped with his own umbrella and a bottle of whiskey.

"Hey, it's one o' these fight club thingies again," he says, pushing his red mirrored sunglasses up the bridge of his nose.

"Mind if I join?" He grins at Cisco before flopping down on the empty lounge chair beside him, keeping well within the shade of his umbrella.

Re: Peanut Gallery

[angry_friendship_wolf]

Yamato stops by Cisco ten minutes or so after his fight with Autor, hands stuffed in his pockets.

He looks pretty bad: He has a swollen black eye, a small bandage covering the cut above that black eye, what looks like a split lip, and mottled, brightly coloured bruises across his face, throat, and chest, disappearing under the collar of his t-shirt.

He flops into the chair next to Cisco, glancing over at him. "... Don't suppose you have another coconut shell drink, d'you?"

[angry_friendship_wolf]

Between the post-Reboot melancholy and going to the Digital World, it's been a while since Yamato's even had the energy for getting into fights with people.

But he has energy now, so when he sees the announcement, he heads to his room to change into sweatpants and a tank top, acquires some gloves (and a few extra pairs) from the Bar, and heads out, with Tsunomon hopping behind him.

Tsunomon shuffles over to the sidelines, while Yamato hangs around near the edge, warming up by throwing a few punches, stretching his arms a little.

[cutting_edgex23]

X approaches, head tilting as she studies his warm-up punches.

Then --

"Hello."

[herr_bookman]

Autor is likewise attired, in black sweats and a white tank top. He approaches Yamato with intent, eyeing the orange, horned basketball of a Digimon on the sidelines. Autor offers a nod to the other boy. "You look like you're spoiling for a fight."

[justices_conscience]

The Judge has finally come out of the Bar proper to take a look outside, and found himself watching what looks like the least organized sparring drill he has ever seen.

"I thought 'no fighting' was one of the rules." He says to nobody specifically as he crosses his arms and settles into a comfortable stance to watch the fights. It's a good way to gauge the skills of the locals.

(OOC: The Judge is definitely not looking for a fight right now, but is open to conversation.)

[deadeye_shot]

"I was under that impression as well," Hawkeye says as she approaches from the Judge's right. Her bearing screams military, from the straight-backed posture to the uncompromising gaze to the navy blue uniform with grey trim.

She stops next to the Judge and stands with her feet shoulder-width apart and her hands at her sides, within range of the .45 caliber pistols holstered on each side of her waist. "Are you new?"

Sparring | Melee | Armed or Unarmed

[electro_kinetic]

Noriko, fresh off a run and still bouncing from foot to foot, studies the fight club setup before stepping into a ring. She has her fans, steel-bladed and about a foot long each, but can easily toss them away if someone wants unarmed combat.

Re: Sparring | Melee | Armed or Unarmed

[iprotectyou]

Baze ambles over, staff in hand and wearing black and red Guardian's robes just like Chirrut's. Joy pours off the large Jedhan in waves, and he beams at Noriko.

"Hoi, Noriko! May the Force of others be with you! Nice fans."

Refreshments

[i_am_your_host]

Oh, look, all these sweaty punchy people out in the hot sun doing the fighty thing, how entertaining!

Emcee is totally not going out there. But what he does do is drag out two buckets containing bottled water, ice, and ice packs up to the porch steps. There, in the shade, he lounges on the steps, leaning back on his elbows with one leg crossed over the other. He's wearing his plastic heart-shaped sunglasses again.

Stop by to cool off or ice a black eye.

Re: Refreshments

[iprotectyou]

Baze ambles up--or is it limps up?--to the porch, beaming. He's wearing black and red Guardian's robes just like Chirrut's, and has a staff in hand. Joy is writ large on Baze's face, though he's achy from his recent sparring matches.

"Hoi, Emcee! May the Force of others be with you! That's awfully nice of you. How're you doing?"