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Post by Minajerie on Mar 1, 2010 3:50:53 GMT -5
Ah the sun, she loved it. It was her muse, of late. Though, now she had a great helper.
Mine, the man you give shadow eyes's dragon says there is a fight going on in the weyrbowl. He says maybe a drunken brawl? Mine, are you going to help? Will it be dangerous? Do not go if you will get hurt!
Andilay sat straight up from her position on a higher up flatrock. She was sunbathing. It was something she did to relax now. It worked rather well and brought warmth deep into her bones... as well as returned the golden tone to her skin. It had been eerie to see her reflection pale. When she had been getting no sleep, her skin had almost looked like a grey muddy color. Hardly becoming. But she digressed.
If the tussle was happening in the weyrbowl, then it was nearby. Her heartbeat picked up in anticipation. She hadn't put her skills to work in a while, time to see if her time out of live practice had made her soft... heh. Unlikely.
Do not worry little one. I am well trained to defend the safety of myself as well as others. Something I take great pride in. Stay in your warmth. I'll return to you soon.
Andilay smoothly rolled to her feet, checking the small of her back where her wicked knife was holstered. She highly doubted she would need the weapon for a brawl, but it was still nice to have the familiarity of it with her. She glanced out over the bowl and set her senses to listen for signs of a skirmish. Something she hadn't been doing, simply sunning and paying attention to her immediate surroundings and her own thoughts.
There. She opened her eyes and made a running leap down to the grass below. Thankfully it hadn't been that deep of a jump, and she merely lightly crouched from the grounds impact before racing off towards the sounds of fighting.
When she came closer she noticed Akki facing off with a man... a man with a flash of silver in his hands. But she had faith in the bluerider and took stock of the others first before she decided where she was needed.
And needed she was. After all, she highly doubted this was a brawl as she had been told. Brawlers usually didn't come prepared with such weapons. Drunks used fists or the pointy ends of broken bottles. Not flashing knives and heavy clubs. Twas dangerously stupid for a drunk to do so. So no, these weren't fun drunk brawlers. Shoot. Oh well, Andilay would still happily kick their asses around the weyrbowl.
Spotting G'han her first instinct was to go towards him. The man she had feelings for, and see if he needed any help dispatching that lug with the club. It was either him or the candidate. The one brawling with the last combatant. Kinda looked like he was loosing too.
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Post by Kino on Mar 1, 2010 7:14:16 GMT -5
[I'd just like to point out some common-sense in the dog world, because right now what happened does not make any sense to me, and it's (slightly) frustrating. (Probably only so because I went to an Agricultural highschool and took a bunch of classes on animal behavior in general, and canine behavior a few times, but still...bleh.)
From what I saw in the previous posts, the canine was really intimidated when Tanwen was pinning him? I mean, he was whimpering, and was apparently frightened enough for the guy to 'want a piece' of her.
If that's the case, and the dog was intimidated when Tanwen was pinning him, then why in the world is the dog attacking her? If it's a dominance fight, then it wouldn't be a lethal attack, either, because when canines are fighting for dominance they hardly ever even break the skin - they DO sometimes, of course, but they try to avoid it in a pack-dominance dispute thinger.]
Rather than jump back in a dodge, as Tanwen could have done, she watched as the dog leapt towards her and braced herself. When the dog leapt towards her face she stepped slightly to the side, turning her body as she did so, and reached forward for the canine as it was jumping. She grabbed onto it's scruff again, going down with it as it landed, and straddled it's back with (most) of her weight - NOT enough to hurt it's ribs or lungs. It didn't matter, in her opinion, how it was trained; canines shouldn't act like this. Using them to fight was a form of abuse. It was sick, and went against most of how canines would live when left alone - especially outside of what they viewed as their territory.
When the dog landed and she'd straddled it, she reached forward to push it's muzzle against the ground and closed. She expected struggling. Using one hand to hold the muzzle closed she took he free hand and went for the knot holding a simple band-of-cloth type belt at her waste, untying it quickly and flipping it to get it straight. Making sure to keep pressure on the muzzle - NOT ENOUGH TO HURT THE CANINE - she brought the cloth forward and draped it over, using her fingers to wrap around the muzzle as well as using her other hand to nudge the cloth under and wrap it around as well. IF she'd gotten this far, she would continue to wrap the cloth around the canine's muzzle - making sure to leave room for breathing through his nose and the end of his mouth - and tie it off as a make-shift muzzle.
Once that was done (she knew G'han enough to have trusted that while she was busy he'd have watched her back, and had also been keeping aware with her peripheral vision) she got her feet underneath her, gave the knot on the muzzle a quick tug to make sure it was secure, and moved away from the canine.
"There, pup," She was fully aware that it was not a puppy. "Go on home and wait for your men there. This fight isn't for you." Tanwen turned to look back to where the other two were fighting, stepping close enough to be ready to help but keeping enough distance from the club.
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Post by mc16neo on Mar 1, 2010 13:51:32 GMT -5
Ferik didn't want the girl on top of him again. He tried to wriggle out from her and as he hand came near tried to bite the fingers. He wanted nothing to do with what she wanted. He growled and continued trying to fight. Once the muzzle was on and she was off he faced her again growling. His paws worked to take the muzzle off, his head shaking about to free his snout of the cloth. He tried to bark but it was too constricting. Ferik looked to Konta and made a quick move to go to the man. He would fix his trouble.
Konta being able to take the kick had nothing to do with a god mode or him being inhuman. It was the product of hard work. His spine was well supported by muscle, that even though the spine was kicked, the muscle kept it well compact as to not cause serious damage. When G'han came for him instead of dodging he put his club down infront of the intended target of the rolling kick. He would not let this man think he could interfere with this fight. He heard Ferik growling and was glad the canine didn't give up his fighting spirit. He heard quick movement to him and knew something must be amiss. Konta quickly moved back from G'han and saw the muzzle around the canine. He took hold of the cloth and worked it off the canines snout. Once free Ferik howled and looked at Tanwan again. He didn't want her to get on him again but he didn't want to back down either. Konta returned his attention to G'han
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Post by Drgnwlf71 on Mar 2, 2010 0:21:39 GMT -5
K'laht looked the large man and G'han and thought it was enough. He was relieved by the rescue of Tanwen but smiled a thank you. He ran by Kegin's side and smirked at him. "I will be near if you decide you need help." He glanced up at Rogin. His reaction was different from the rest. K'laht's initial reaction wasn't fear, it was nothing. No fear, no emotion.
"What did he do to you to deserve such a fate?" he asked Rogin. "I will only be here for a moment, sir. Then you can go back whatever you were doing. I have no intention of interrupting your fight any longer than I have to. Believe me, I am too inexperienced for the likes of you. You would probably make me into soup and have me for breakfast." he chuckled. He turned to Kegin. "Are you alright?" He wanted to make sure he was alright. He was not a big fan on confrontation.
K'laht didn't intend to get in the middle of things, especially after that canine attack. He now had a fear of canines thanks to the attack. He didn't want to go through with it again, especially with an obvious experienced fighter standing in front of him.
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Sh'vian shook her head, looked at Rogin, and approached him. She didn't rush him. She only winked at him as she passed by. "You are a handsome fellow."
Sh'vian did not hurt Him, just gave him a compliment. She meant it but who have ever heard of a Rider with a Renegade? They would not be able to trust one another. She sighed. "Its a shame." She smiled at him once more and walked passed towards the lake. She obviously was done with this and didn't want thing more to come of the the fight between them or the boy.
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Post by Minajerie on Mar 2, 2010 1:47:30 GMT -5
Andilay took the chance while the big man was distracted by pulling off the muzzle from his canine to run and pounce onto his back. She had been lucky that he had not noticed the threat she posed on him.
She latched her legs around his waist and weaved her arms around his neck in a choke hold. She emitted a small grunt of exertion as she laid on the pressure, but otherwise gave the man a smiling greeting of, "Hello, dear. Time for a nap."
She was lucky that they were in a fair spot of level ground. There wasn't anything around to bash her on, unless the man wanted to use up his precious air to run towards something. Not a wise decision. He could however decide to use the ground. This wasn't as pleasing a thought as could be; but if it happened, Andilay was determined to keep her grip, and trust to G'han to help her out if such a thing occurred.
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Post by mc16neo on Mar 2, 2010 12:51:55 GMT -5
Konta was getting annoyed with the flies buzzing around. He took a grip on her wrist and began to pull at the woman's wrist away from his neck. If worse came to worse he could easily crush her with his weight and Ferik would further attack her while she was underneath him. He pulled the wrist hard, without holding back, which possibly could injure the wrist.
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Kegin sighed, "Leave K'hlat. This business is my own." he said. Kegin didn't want him involved. when the greenrider passed by he couldn't help but chuckled a bit. Many people here were odd to him.
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Rogin grinned at the boy and looked at him. "Because he was born. That is enough said. detail isn't important. He will die by my hand today." Rogin looked at Kegin and was about to make his move.
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Post by Drgnwlf71 on Mar 2, 2010 15:14:22 GMT -5
"I will leave now. Thank you for your hospitality and waiting for a bit." K'laht sighed and thought it wise to leave now before he gets killed. He nodded at Kegin and Rogin respectfully. "Perhaps we may again under different circumstances. Oh, and by the way....you have some awesome moves!" He grinned back at Rogin and he chuckled. He did a combination of some of the Rogin's move, his and made them unique in mid air away from them both. He smiled out of respect.
K'laht didn't want Kegin to die but he didn't want to die himself. It was hard to walk away but Kegin wanted him to leave. "Alright, I'll go...just be careful." he whispered and he ran towards the Infirmary to get his arm checked out.
"Hello? can anyone look at my arm? I did a foolish thing. I was partially involved with the fight in the Bowl. A canine attacked me and now my arm is bleeding." he said.
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Post by mc16neo on Mar 20, 2010 21:25:30 GMT -5
Rogin decided now was the best chance. He moved quickly and stabbed Kegin in the chest. The moment blood came forth Rogin called for the retreat. He would have sliced his throat to make sure he was really killed but it was all he could do.
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Veran watched as it came about. He moved quickly to turn Akki any way he could so she was forced to watch as he candidate friend was stabbed. A evil chuckle came forth from his lips. then one this signal Veran ran. "Another time love. We will finish this another time." he said.
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Konta and Ferik didn't want to leave but the signal was not to be ignored. The canine howled as Konta rushed away the riders. Ferik was close on Konta's heels. there will be another time to finish what was started.
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Kegin was caught by surprise and tried out in pain. He looked at the blood coming from the dagger wound. He touched it and winced, the wound was severe but luckily a bone was hit instead of a vital organ. He fell to his knees and tried to calm his heart. He wanted to cry. He wanted to be held and told everything would be ok. For once he felt like a scared small child wanting his mommy to come to him. But he just kept on his knees without moving. His breathing was shallow. His other wounds were still bleeding as well.
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