GHB 3, fighting log

[bondsoflove]

Characters: Sasuke, Faolan, Gunpei, JW, and whoever else wants.
Open? Yup!
Where: Some courtyard or other.
When: GHB3, morning-afternoon
What: Sparring log! Clashing of steel, armor, and possibly magic, if your character wants to use it or pisses Sasuke off enough that he accidentally sets the ring on fire.
Warnings: Maybe violence?


He waited, shooting venomous glares at the villagers creeping around the edges of the courtyard, trying and failing miserably to make it look like they weren't eager to see what was going to happen. It didn't do anything to deter them, though.

Not that Sasuke minded having an audience when he showed off his physical prowess, but this was a little different. That was when he could produce a fireball bigger than a fruit, and could actually call up his chidori.

He swung his sword a few times, just to get a feel for the heavy blade. His aim was fine, and the power felt all right, but it wasn't anywhere near where it should be.

Frustrating though it was, he could only start working again--gradually build up his chakra control until he was back to where he had been. Which was the purpose of today's practice session.

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[bondsoflove]

One woman looked over in undisguised horror and opened her mouth, presumably to protest the "messing up" of any hero's grand and gallant features, but Sasuke spoke up first, turning to face the challenger.

"You can try," he said, coolly. "But you won't get so much as a scratch on my forehead."

The image that slipped into his head with the words burned. He tightened his grip on the handle of the sword.

[warewolf]

Kay broke into a laugh. "You're on!" he said. If he'd been some kind of comic book character, maybe he would have postured more, made a bet or something. As it was, though, punching this dude's face in would be satisfaction enough, and Kay was too eager to get to the fighting part to do much talking.

He stepped into the middle of the courtyard, eyeing Sasuke's sword. "Well? How are we gonna do this?" Kay glanced around, looking for something he could use as a weapon -- a length of metal, a blunt instrument, something.

[bondsoflove]

"You don't have a weapon," Sasuke pointed out, but he kept a hold on the handle of his broadsword. He hadn't realized the guy was so much bigger than he was--like everyone else in the city, it seemed. Not that size had any bearing on skill, but it was still jarring to go from average height to short, and while he'd always been slim, the people here were broad and hulking. He'd bet most of them were approaching twice his weight.

[warewolf]

"What's the problem? Can't you fight without one?" Kay baited. He'd rather fight without weapons -- he was more comfortable with fistfights, and besides, he didn't feel like running around the castle trying to find one. He wanted to fight now.

[bondsoflove]

"I was referring to your disadvantage."

Sasuke sheathed the sword and put it down outside the ring, then began to walk in a slow circle towards and around Kay. He wanted to fight too--his blood was boiling for it, his muscles tense and twitching. He'd have to be careful here, though. He'd taken bigger opponents, even as a low-level genin, but the size difference couldn't be disregarded.

[warewolf]

"What disadvantage? I fight better like this." Kay rolled his shoulders, working the tension out of them. "I bet I could take you even with a sword." He made sure he was always facing Sasuke, but while the other was circling, Kay took a moment to stretch. Not a whole lot, nothing fancy, but enough to make sure he was warm.

When he was ready, if Sasuke hadn't already made a move, Kay would leap to close the distance between them, bringing his arm back to throw a straightforward punch.